I don't even know where this came from. Complete crack.

Quinn/Water, Quinn/Bacon, Quinn/Santana

Quinn Fabray sits at a table, head heavy in her hands. She can feel the betrayal. The guilt.

"I'm really sorry," she whispers. "It was a one night thing…I just…it was something I needed."

Silence.

"You know I love you more than anything. I don't know how it got so out of hand. I mean…it was just one time. And everyone went crazy with it."

More silence. A tear slips down Quinn's cheek and she touches the plate on the table in front of her.

"I know you have nothing to say. But just know I thought about you the whole time. That I wanted you. But I mean, I couldn't really leave." Quinn turns the plate and glances up, her eyes tracing over the plate in front of her. Another quick glance is to a bottle of water on the table. "Water, it was just a one night thing. You know I need you and I can't quit you but it…it won't be like that again. I love bacon. Fabacon…it's…well it's us. And Quater just sounds weird. Are we okay?"

There is more silence and Quinn smiles, picking up a slice of bacon and shoving the entire thing into her mouth in one quick motion. There's a clearing of a throat from behind her and it's only then that Quinn remembers Santana is meeting her for breakfast.

"I always knew you were batshit crazy," Santana says, sliding into the booth seat across from Quinn. "So, are we gonna do this again or what? And don't worry, I'll get rid of the water bottles." Quinn can only smile. This is going to be one hell of a spring break.