After staring at the clock on the wall for what felt like hours, five o’clock rolled around, and Santana was finally able to leave work and head home. Although she was quick to pack up her things like usual, she wouldn’t get to stay at home, since she was only stopping by her apartment to pick up Quinn so they could head over to the hospital together. She was slightly frustrated with the blonde, but even so, she wouldn’t miss this visit to the doctor for the world. She was going, whether Quinn wanted her to or not.
After walking a few blocks and stopping at a florist to pick up some flowers like she had promised -- a bigger bouquet than she was originally going to get, as a sort of apology for arguing earlier -- she hopped onto the city bus that dropped her off just around the corner from her apartment building. She entered the building and climbed the stairs to the second floor, before pulling out her bundle of keys and using one to unlock her door. She stepped in, quickly shutting the door behind her as she heard Winston come bounding happily towards her, barking excitedly.
“Ssh,” she told him, bending down to greet him with some scratches to his ears. “No barking.” She scooped him up with one hand and made her way to the bedroom, where she figured Quinn was. She knocked on the door frame gently, then stepped through the threshold and into the room. She called Quinn’s name softly, stepping forward to the bed, where she placed Winston down and told him to lay. “I got these for you,” Santana told her, referring to the large arrangement of flowers she held in her hand. She held her free hand out for Quinn to grab to help her sit upright. She couldn’t stay mad at Quinn. With everyone else it was pretty easy for her to hold a grudge, but she didn’t have it in her to hold anything against her girlfriend, especially in her condition.
