A Few Days Later

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"What the hell are you even doing Quinn?" Kitty asks "No I'm serious, she just turned twenty one you remember when you were that age, you wanted to travel the world and be the next Stephanie Myers or some shit. You're twenty six, Quinn. She's still in college and you're about to go on a book tour. You're almost thirty, you should be focusing on starting a family and maybe having a kid not adopting one"

"Did you really just say that all in one breath? Jesus!" The blonde puts her hand to her forehead "Stop, Kitty"

"She's right you know"

The voice makes both girls look up. Santana tightens the hold on her backpack, staring at the blonde

"I'm, umm...going to get a refill, '' Kitty says quickly, excusing herself.

"Do you mind if I sit?" Santana asks, pointing to the seat.

"Please" The blonde moves her bag

"Look Quinn, I get it. There's a five year age gap between us. You've established your life and I'm still working on mine but to be honest I just don't get why it's such a big deal to everyone? I love that you've got your own career and yes i'm still working on mine but why is that anyone's business?

Quinn leans back taking a good look at the girl in front of her. Sure, there was an age gap but did it really matter? Santana wasn't like most twenty one year olds, she was independent, focused and hard working. Quinn's heart wanted nothing more than to be with Santana but her mind and the voices of her friends echoed in her mind telling her otherwise.

"Santana" The blonde leans forward interlinking their fingers "You just turned twenty one, it's the start of...well everything, trust me. I want you to experience all of it but I'm twenty six, on my second book and I'm about to go on a six month long book tour." The brunette pulls back but Quinn reaches for her hand once more "Listen to me San, I really like you, a lot. And to be honest I'd like to be with you"

"But?"

"I just don't want to hold you back. In the next few years, who knows where we'll be. What if I want a family and you don't or what if you want one and I don't? What if one of us wants to get married and the other doesn't believe in it because of some twisted family history. What if we go home for the holidays and our families don't get along or what if your family hates me? What if"

"Quinn!" Santana interrupts the rambling blonde "You're seriously thinking way too far ahead, slow down"

"See that's the thing San. I think about all these things, don't you?"

The brunette shakes her head "No, not really. You know why?"

Quinn shakes her head

"Because none of it matters. So what if you don't know how to make arroz con pollo like my mom or carne asada like my dad and so what if my abuela doesn't like you because you don't speak spanish. So what if none of my family likes you"

Sheer panic and terror flush over the blonde as she realizes how true all these things are but a laugh from across the table shakes her from her reverie.

"I hate you" The blonde laughs playfully hitting the girls hand

"Quinn, relax. I'm kidding. My parents will love you and my abuela probably won't at first but that's just how she is. Seriously though none of it matters because the only ones in the relationship will be you and me. We're the ones who opinions matter, no one else's"

"You really think we can try to make this work?"

The brunette shakes her head "No"

"No?"

"No, I don't think we can try to make it work, I know we can make it work but you have to stop letting outsiders' opinions shape us, Quinn. Who cares if there's an age difference? If one of us wants kids we will discuss it like adults and if one of us wants to get married when the time is right, we'll talk about it"

The blonde leans back laughing "And I thought I was supposed to be the older, more mature one here"

Santana laughs shaking her head "You are DEFINITELY the older one here no doubt about that but the more mature one….Eh"

Both girls laugh as they lean forward, leaning forehead to forehead closing their eyes

"Be mine Q, please" Santana whispers as Quinn's eyes immediately fill "Okay"

The brunette leans back "Seriously? Don't bullshit me right now Q"

Quinn laughs "I'm not bullshitting you Santana but we do need to work on that mouth of yours"

Realization hits the blonde as a smirk spread across the latinas face

"We can work on this mouth of mine ANYTIME you want, say the word blondie"

"Shut up" Quinn laughs pulling the brunette in

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