A/N: So guess who's back with yet another Finntana story? This is a future-fic, by the way. With tons of Quinntana friendship. I hope you enjoy.

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Santana walked into the hotel, feeling completely empty and hopeless. This was the third week she had to live in a hotel since her breakup with Chad. Yeah, Santana had been kicked out of Chad's apartment and she was unemployed. Soon, she was going to run out of cash. Not fun. At all. In fact, Santana's brave face was the only thing that she had going for her. Santana sunk into the bed and closed her eyes, pretending that the stiff hotel bed was the one back at her mom and dad's house.

Her cell phone rang. Santana groaned and answered it, praying it wasn't Chad or her mom.

"Santana?" an all to familiar voice asked tentatively.

"Quinn?" Santana asked. Santana hadn't heard from Quinn for a month or two. The glee kids had stayed in touch after high school and even after college but Santana wasn't the best at keeping up connections.

"Santana...it's great to hear your voice. I heard that you got kicked out of Chad's. I also heard that you're living in a hotel," Quinn said meekly. Santana didn't have to ask how Quinn knew, Brittany was one of the fastest news spreaders of her day. Santana instead closed her eyes and waited for the parade of pity and 'if there's anything I can do tell me' aka 'I don't want to do anything but sound sympathetic'.

"Yeah, you heard correctly," Santana mumbled.

"Well...I was wondering if you wanted to move in with me," Quinn's soft, almost scared voice floated through the phone. Santana's eyes flew open.

"What? Are you kidding?" Santana spluttered. She heard Quinn chuckle.

"No. I'm dead serious. My house is...rather large. Sam and I talked it over and we can't let you go on living like this. Our city has major job openings, you can settle in and find a job, and get back on your feet. No charge," Quinn said, her voice now soaked through with hope. Santana almost cried with relief, though she'd never admit it.

"Are you sure it won't ruin everything?" Santana had to double check. She couldn't be a bitch to Quinn after what she had just offered.

"I'm positive. Where are you?" Quinn asked. Santana told Quinn exactly where she was, and to the duo's surprise, Quinn's house was only an hour away.

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow at ten. See you then San," Quinn told Santana.

"Q, thank you so much," Santana stressed her gratitude before they hung up. Santana got her best night of sleep that she had in three weeks that night. All thanks to the pure joy Quinn's offer had given her.

Quinn came at exactly at ten, waving to Santana from her car. When everything was settled and Quinn had pulled out, the girls started talking.

"So, Sam's waiting at home for us with our son, Sebastian. He's eleven month old," Quinn said tenderly, clearly adoring over her little boy. Santana smiled weakly.

"That sounds nice," Santana said.

"And we actually are housing another guest. I think you two will get along fine, but he's away for work for the next two days. So you can settle in," Quinn explained. Santana smiled.

"It's like one big party," Santana joked lightly.

When Quinn said her house was rather large, she meant it. Santana suddenly, and grudgingly, felt inferior to her and Sam. Their house was nice, their marriage was happy and Sebastian was adorable.

It took Santana a day to settle in, and the second dya she had with Sam and Quinn alone was spent playing with Ash (which was Sebastian's affectionate nickname)

"C'mon, San, hold him. You'll do fine," Quinn coaxed. Ash's big blue eyes -which looked exactly like Sam's- looked up at Santana with the same playfully pleading look that his mom had. Santana sighed and gave in, awkwardly taking Ash into her arms. Santana fastened a grip on him, and hey, he didn't fall! Santana grinned in spite of herself. She ran one hand through his tufts of blond hair.

"Well, I'd never thought I'd see Santana Lopez holding a baby," a familiar voice said. Quinn stood on her feet and embraced the stranger, as did Sam.

"Hey, welcome home!" Sam smiled. And so Santana saw the second guest. Santana's mouth dropped into a surprised 'o'.

It was Finn Hudson. And Santana felt her heart flutter with the regret that had haunted her after high school graduation.

Finn Hudson had just walked back into her life, and he looked super good doing it.