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Santana sat on her bed, her eyes staring down at the unlit phone in her lap.

Her conversation with Berry earlier that same day had haunted her for her entire shift.

Quinn was so close to her now and yet the two of them hadn't talked since Schuester's failed wedding. The thought left her chest feeling tight and hollow. It wasn't even just about the night that they had shared, Quinn had seemed not only proud but excited when the brunette had originally mentioned her plans to check out New York.

She knew that Quinn was lonely at Yale, their conversations at Thanksgiving and Valentine's day had proved that. She had even regressed back into her bitchy self as a coping mechanism and had purposely tried to get a rise out of Santana.

And yet, neither one of them had reached out.

Santana swallowed thickly, a million reasons swirling around in her head. She had been almost afraid to contact the blonde after what had happened between them. Things hadn't been too awkward the morning after but they'd both gone their separate ways so quickly that she could have been wrong.

She ran a hand through her hair, her fingers trembling as the dark strands passed through them. She was so lost in thought she didn't hear Kurt's approaching footsteps.

The young man stopped just by the entrance to her room, taking in her slumped posture and blank expression. A small frown pulled at his lips, "Are you alright?" He asked, snapping her back to reality.

"Huh? Uh, yeah. Fine."

Kurt made a small noise before closing the space between them and settling himself next to her on the bed. Normally he wouldn't have been so brazen when she obviously seemed closed off but she had been kinder to him, with everything going on with Rachel.

"You're lying." He said, ducking his head slightly to try to catch her eyes.

"Way to point out the obvious, Lady." Santana grumbled, rolling her eyes and looking off toward the wall to her left.

Now that he was closer, Kurt could see that she was close to crying. He was honestly surprised that she hadn't started yelling or throwing things at him.

"Seriously, Santana… Talk to me. What's on your mind?"

"Nothing."

"Is it about Rachel? I know that she's being a brat right now… But she just needs to work it out of her system… We all have our coping mechanisms, this is hers-"

"It's not about Berry. Don't give her that much credit." Santana bit out, her slightly bloodshot eyes moving to meet his.

"Then who? Or what?" He asked, trying to keep his voice gentle despite the attitude she was giving off.

Santana sighed and thrust her phone into his lap, ignoring his squeak of surprise at the action. She kept her face turned off to the right as he glanced down toward the object. And then, slowly, he unlocked it and brought the screen to life.

Santana's contact screen was up and Quinn's name and number were highlighted.

"Quinn?" Kurt asked, a little surprised. He hadn't heard Rachel or Santana mention the blonde in a while.

Santana nodded but remained silent, her eyes still trained on the wall.

"I don't understand…"

"Of course you don't." Santana sighed, "That's why I haven't brought it up."

"Did something happen? You two seemed pretty happy at Schuester's-" Suddenly Kurt's eyes widened as it clicked in his mind. He gaped at the brunette, watching as her entire body went rigid. "Oh my God."

Santana turned back to face him abruptly, her own eyes wide. "What the hell are you thinking?" She blurted out, trying to back track now that he was onto her. She didn't think that they had been that obvious.

Kurt merely stared and Santana could practically see the wheels turning in his man loving brain.

Before she could catch him, he was on his feet. Santana swore under her breath, her eyes focusing on her cell phone as she stumbled to her feet after him. "Don't you dare, Hummel!"

She watched in horror as his thumb activated the call option before thrusting the device back into her incoming hands. Santana slowed to a stop, ignoring his frantic retreating footsteps as she nervously watched her phone dial.

Her heart skipped a beat and her mouth went dry when the call finally connected.

"Hello?"