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griefofdawnPairing/Character: Quinn, Rachel
When/Where: AU. In NYC.
Author's Note: For those who were wondering.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 32 of 100 )
"Is that Brittany and Santana," Rachel asked, pointing at a picture of a blonde leaning against a bar, an arm wrapped around a brunette sitting on the bar.
"Yup," Quinn said. "That was in Vegas."
"Where are they now?" Rachel asked.
"Still in Vegas. That's the club they bought last year."
"They bought a club?" Rachel asked, surprised. "Wasn't Brittany dancing?"
"She had an accident," Quinn said. "A stage she was dancing on collapsed. She had to have her hip replaced."
"That's horrible," Rachel said, looking closer.
"It was touch and go for a bit. Santana was managing the club and they didn't have any insurance to pay for Brit's surgery, so some of us pitched in to help them out."
"No one contacted me," Rachel said, offended. "I would have helped."
"Santana would have refused," Quinn said, shaking her head.
"I would have still offered," Rachel said, frowning. "Why did she take your money?"
"I convinced her I owed her for something," Quinn said. "She bought it."
"Did you?"
"Does it matter?" Quinn asked. "Brittany is better. They bought the club with the insurance settlement. Everyone's happy."
"That's why," Rachel muttered.
"Why what?"
"Nothing." Rachel said, smiling at her.