Girls Night (Quinn/glee girls)

                                    

                                          
"I'm so glad we got to do this." Brittany stated as she sipped her wine.
"Yeah, I'm glad we finally were all free on the same night." Rachel smiled.
"I wish Mercedes could've made it." Tina stated. "All the original glee girls together again."
"We'll have to fly to L.A. when she's got some free time." Santana decided.
"If I fly to L.A., I might stay there." Quinn warned the girls.
"Really?" Tina asked.
"Noah and I have been talking about it." Quinn admitted. "I've loved the career opportunities I've had here the past few years, and I love having friends and family close by, but I wanna get into film more, and with Noah's music career picking up, L.A. seems to make sense for us."
"I actually think that's a great idea." Santana told Quinn. "At the rate you're having kids, a little New York apartment isn't gonna be enough space."
"Santana." Rachel scolded.
"I'm sure we'll move by the time we have our third." Quinn noted.
"Third?" Brittany repeated, confused.
"We're planning on giving Hudson a sibling somewhat close in age." Quinn informed the girls. "We couldn't really do that for Beth."
"That's really exciting, Quinn." Tina said. "Congratulations!"
"When?" Santana wondered.
"I'm still healing from Hudson, so Noah's been smart enough not to bring it up." Quinn answered. "But come on, that's enough about me. Tina, how are your kids? Santana, Brittany, how's work? How's married life? And Rachel, rumor has it you're seeing somebody?"
The girls all looked at Rachel.
Rachel nodded slowly and smiled slightly. "Jesse and I are back together."
"How did that happen?" Brittany wondered, making a face.
"We ran into each other a few months ago at a work event." Rachel explained. "Then we ran into each other at the coffeehouse and started catching up."
"I'm happy for you." Santana said. "You've been through a lot."
Brittany nodded in agreement as she smiled at Santana.
"We've been taking it slow." Rachel added. "But Jesse's been great. And Kurt's really supportive, which means so much to me."
"Finn would want you to be happy." Quinn nodded.
"Yeah." Rachel agreed.
The girls all went silent for a moment as if they were taking a minute to honor Finn.
"Come on." Rachel broke the silence. "We're supposed to be having fun. Tina, how are the kids?"
"They're good." Tina answered. "They're turning one and two this month, so we started looking into nursery school for next year."
"Wow." Quinn smiled.
"When's the next one?" Santana teased.
"We're done." Tina swore. "Two is plenty."
"Come on, you have to keep up with Quinn." Santana grinned.
"Nope, we're done." Tina shook her head. "Now we're just gonna build our careers and raise our kids. Quinn, Mike and I will be picking your brain for daycares and preschool recommendations."
"Well, I don't know how much help I'll be since Beth did preschool in New Haven, but let me know what you need." Quinn said.
"Thanks." Tina smiled, and Quinn smiled back.
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"This was really great." Quinn noted as the girls got ready to leave.
"Yeah, I needed this." Tina added. "Moms' night out."
"Yeah, and the next time we'll all be together will be for the Puckerman wedding." Santana grinned.
"That's right." Rachel nodded. "Are you guys excited?"
"We are." Quinn said. "Noah and Beth are more excited than me, but my mom's been such a big help with booking the hall and getting everything together, so I haven't been stressed, which was really helpful during the pregnancy and while I'm healing."
"And you've had a really good maid of honor." Santana added.
"Matron of honor." Quinn corrected Santana. "But yes, Santana has been a huge help. Jake, too."
"I can't wait to party!" Brittany exclaimed.
"It'll be fun." Quinn nodded.
"Kids are invited?" Tina asked.
"Kids are invited." Quinn confirmed. "Rachel, you're welcome to bring Jesse."
"Are you sure Noah will be okay with that?" Rachel wondered. "He hates Jesse."
"He hated him in high school." Quinn pointed out as the girls walked to the door. "We've all grown up, and he's welcome to come to the wedding."
"How come fat chicks always get married young?"
Quinn ignored the guy as she followed her friends outside.
"What was that?" Santana asked.
"What?" Tina wondered.
"What did that guy just say?" Santana questioned Quinn.
"Nothing, let's just go." Quinn responded.
"No, I heard him say something as we walked outside." Santana stated. "What did he say?"
"He said something about fat chicks getting married young." Quinn mumbled.
"No." Santana shook her head as she walked back to the door. "Nuh nuh nuh nuh no."
"Santana." Brittany called.
"I'll be right back." Santana promised, and the girls followed her back inside. "Hey."
"Santana." Tina said softly.
"Which one of you made a comment about my friend?" Santana demanded, getting in the faces of the guys in front of her.
"We don't know your friend."
"One of you made a comment about my friend getting married." Santana stated. "Who was it?"
"Me."
Santana looked at the guy. "It was you?"
"She was going on and on about her wedding, so I said it's always the fat chicks who get married young."
Santana rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Okay, first of all, she just had her second baby less than a month ago, and second, you shouldn't comment on anyone's looks when you're thirty pounds overweight, balding, and single."
The man went silent and looked at Santana.
"You wish you could land someone as hot as one of us, but you can't and that's why you're here tonight." Santana went on. "You're trying to find someone with low enough self-esteem to sleep with you so you can lose your virginity before you lose the last piece of hair on your head."
The girls giggled behind Santana. The guy glanced at Quinn and looked back at Santana.
"You're not used to being called out, but here I am." Santana smirked. "And since I drank a little wine and I don't feel like fist-fighting right now, I'll give you the chance to apologize to my friend and then we're gonna go."
"I'm sorry." The guy blurted.
"Apologize to her!" Santana commanded, pointing at Quinn.
"I'm sorry!" The guy exclaimed nervously. "Congrats on your wedding."
Quinn didn't say anything.
"Good." Santana smiled. "Let's get out of here."