A/N Future AU, established Quinntana. PROMPT: Quinn is a widow, Santana is single when they hook back up. Both have children when they decide to move in together and become one big family. Quinn is a strict mom but she does not believe in spanking. Santana is also strict but she does spank her kids. This causes trouble in their relationship and with the kids.
Based on a prompt from NayaFan
Chapter 1
Santana was running around the apartment like a chicken with her head cut off, as usual. This move was a welcome thing, but it was totally stressing her out. Her kids were not helping matters. She was getting ready to go all Lima Heights on them when her cell phone started to ring. Glancing down, she saw it was Quinn and just that quickly everything felt light and happy and calm again.
"Hey babe, I am so glad you called, I missed seeing you yesterday!" She said softly.
Quinn smiled into the phone, loving the sentimental and sweet Santana Lopez that only she got to see, "I missed you too, but after tomorrow we never have to go another day without seeing each other. Are you guys all packed and ready for the movers? They're coming early."
The Latina looked around the hot mess that her apartment had become. Hardly anything was packed, the kids rooms were a disaster, and she had a mound of unwashed clothes on every piece of furniture she owned. "Almost there!" She lied crossing her fingers and wincing.
"I just wanted to check in and tell you that I loved you. I cannot wait until we are one big happy family living under the same roof. You have given me back my life San, and I am so grateful. After the accident, I never thought I could be happy again. The girls and I were drowning. The crazy Lopez gang gave us a reason to smile again. Thank you sweetheart, I love you guys so much." The blonde's voice cracked with emotion, remembering those dark days after Joe had died.
"Well, you certainly have done at least as much for me, and my merry band of juvenile delinquents."
Quinn laughed at Santana's description of her twins, "They are just high spirited San."
"Tell me that again after you've lived with them for a month. So, what are all the girls up to today mi amor?"
The brunette heard the loud annoyed exhale from her fiancé, "Let's see Beth is being a surly unhelpful teenager who has already spent the better part of the morning grounded in her room. Emma is being all emotional and clingy, and Kate is taking everything in stride and would be the most helpful. That is, if she didn't break everything she touched since she refuses to take off the baseball mitt you bought her."
The Latina chuckled, "So business as usual then?"
"Pretty much, I'm going to be dropping the girl's off at their Grandmother's house and then finish up here. Hopefully get to bed early tonight, how about you?"
Santana looked around at the total disaster in her apartment, and knew it was going to be an all-nighter if she was going to be semi ready for the movers in the morning, "You know pretty much the same, finish up packing, dinner alone, and my lonely empty bed without my beautiful lady by my side." She growled softly in her low sultry voice knowing what that did to the blonde.
"Oh sweetheart, I hate to think of you all lonely. Do you want me to come over and stay tonight? I can help you with the few last minute things you must still have to do." She purred back.
Santana felt the familiar ache she got in her center whenever Quinn used her sexy voice, but one look around the living room told her the blonde would be less than impressed, "I would love to be with you tonight, but it's the last night in the old place with the kids and…."
"It's ok, I understand, it's best we stick with the original plan anyway. I love you, goodnight San!"
"I love you too baby, goodnight!" San hung up and yelled loudly to her 9 year old twins, "Sierra, Santiago, front and center right this minute!" Both kids came running. She had used her serious voice, and both Lopez children knew better than to mess with her when she sounded like that.
The brunette stood there with her hands on her hips glaring at both of them. Her dark, nearly black eyes flashed fire, as she met both of their milk chocolate eyes, "We need to get done packing, and we are running out of time. You have one hour to finish both your bedrooms. If they aren't completely packed and ready to go at the end of that one hour, I am seriously going to spank both your backsides. I have been begging you to finish for days. I am done talking about it. I'm not kidding, so don't push me on this! I'm putting a load of laundry in and then I am coming to help you finish."
She grabbed an armful of dirty clothes and stomped off towards the laundry room.
"Do you think she packed her hairbrush yet?" The older by three minutes Santiago said apprehensively, he hated that stupid hairbrush.
"I don't know Tigo, but I know the kitchen isn't packed at all and that means the wooden spoons are all still in the drawers." Sierra inclined her head towards other room.
"Crap, we better hurry up then. I am not messing with Mamí when she's in a mood." He grabbed a box and headed to his bedroom.
"Hang on, I'll help you pack, and then we can do my room. We'll get done faster that way." Sierra grabbed two more and followed her brother down the hallway.
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Quinn had her girls in the mini-van and was driving to her mother's house to drop them off. She loved her girls with all her heart, but was very happy to be dropping them off for the evening. The blonde was at her wit's end between the move and their behavior.
Emma was her sensitive one, she looked just like Joe. She had his dark brown thick hair, his brown eyes, and his gentle nature. She was taking the move harder than anyone, "Why do we have to move mom? Can't they just move into our house?"
Beth, who was weeks away from turning 15, was a mini Quinn. She had the blonde hair and the hazel eyes. She was a stunningly beautiful teenager with a huge chip on her shoulder. She had been staring sullenly out the window with her headphones in. She was pretending to be listening to music, so she wouldn't have to have a conversation with her annoyingly happy mother. She turned and looked at the 9 year old, "We all have to move because your mother won't be happy until all of our lives are completely ruined."
Kate was the youngest at 7. She had been a happy content baby. She was growing up the same way. She was always singing or whistling. She had dark blonde hair that she wore in pigtails, and hazel eyes, and had just recently lost her two front teeth. The girl was a complete tomboy. She was always sporting a new bump, bruises, or scraped knee. She loved sports, and baseball was her latest obsession. She had her new Cleveland Indians tee shirt and baseball cap on, backwards of course, and was bouncing a ball off her knee and catching it in her new mitt. She looked at her older sister and rolled her eyes, "Geez what's your problem today, she's your mother too, don't be mean!"
Quinn looked in the rearview mirror and smiled at her youngest, "Thank you baby girl. Em honey, I told you we would be too crowded with all of us in our house. It's going to be great. We have more room, and a nice yard. We all get to start over. Just give it a chance honey, you'll see." She finished softly.
Beth scoffed loudly. Quinn met her eyes in the mirror and glared at her oldest. Emma was upset as it was without her adored older sister starting more trouble, "Just don't expect me to call her mom, never going to happen." She grumbled under her breath as she glared defiantly back.
"If you're trying to spend your entire two weeks of Spring Break grounded and cleaning the house daily from top to bottom young lady, you are on the right track." Quinn said sternly, "So you had better take tonight and think about how you want to spend the next two weeks. One more smart word out of your mouth today, or tomorrow, and that's what you'll be doing. I have had enough out of you. Do I make myself clear little girl?"
"Yes mother!" Beth spat out.
Kate snorted back a laugh when she caught her mom's angry eyebrow and just shrugged her shoulders. The angry teenager rolled her eyes and went back to her angry sulking in silence. Emma sniffed back fresh tears, she really hated arguing. Quinn took a deep breath and prayed for patience.
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Santana and Quinn were lying on the mattress, on the floor, in their new bedroom, "I am too tired to make love to you on our first night in our new home. I'm sorry baby." Santana groaned.
"It's ok. I am too tired to have anyone make love to me tonight sweetheart. You do need to put some more clothes on though, not that I'm not admiring the view." Quinn said sweetly.
"Why do I need more clothes on?" Santana questioned.
"It's the first night in our new home; I expect a few visits from the kids during the night. Actually the only one I don't expect is Kate. I swear that child could sleep through a tornado and nothing bothers her."
"Don't expect my two; they are a couple of badasses like their Mamí!" She said proudly.
"Uh huh we'll see! Oh San, I am so happy. You've made me so happy." She rolled over and kissed the beautiful Latina.
The brunette quickly reversed positions, and sat on the blonde straddling her, "You know, I think I might just be getting my second wind. How about you and I christen the new bedroom?" she leaned over and kissed the blonde's ear. She nibbled down her neck and jawline leaving Quinn shivering with pleasure.
"Lock the door San." The blonde moaned breathlessly.
"Already got that covered baby." She continued her descent down the blonde's lovely fit body, undressing her as she went, kissing and licking and teasing her body until the blonde was writhing on the mattress.
"Oh sweetheart, now, take me now, I can't wait any longer." She arched her back as Santana thrust two fingers into her, smothering her ecstasy with a deep passionate kiss.
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The Latina woke up when someone kicked her in the ribs. She slowly opened one eye and peeked out behind her curtain of jet black hair. Emma was curled up sideways in between her and Quinn. She had her head on her mom's stomach, and her feet on Santana's chest. Sierra was curled up on the other side of her Mamí. She looked over and noticed Beth was sleeping on the floor on her mother's side of the mattress. Santiago was sleeping on her side in his Transformers sleeping bag.
Her movements woke up her blonde fiancé. Quinn opened her eyes, and smiled softly at the sight of the Latina.
Santana said, "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. We seem to have woken up in munchkin land. We are outnumbered and surrounded."
The blonde giggled, "Told you, see why clothes are mandatory around here?"
Beth groaned loudly, "Ewww don't, early, no talking!" She turned over with an irritated growl, pulling the covers over her head.
Quinn raised an eyebrow as Santana laughed, "I didn't know Beth spoke caveman."
"I'll go try to find the coffee pot. See what we can scrounge up to eat."
"Forget that baby, let's go out to IHOP. I want pancakes, some crispy bacon, and lots and lots of coffee. What do you say?"
"You had me at bacon!" The blonde winked seductively.
"I need a shower desperately. You wake the savages, and I'll take over while you shower. See, we are the perfect tag team." She made a wrestling move, as Quinn laughed merrily.
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The tired and slightly grumpy Hart and Lopez family were sitting at a large table at the local IHOP. Santana was happy to just sip her coffee and let Quinn do the planning on how to get unpacked and organized. It suited her fine to be the muscle, and let the blonde be the brains. Organization was not her forte. The kids were all busy stuffing their faces with pancakes, eggs, and bacon.
Sierra was sitting next to Beth who seemed to be taking offense at something the little brunette was saying. Santana couldn't hear them, but she noticed the angry way Beth seemed to be responding.
"Something going on down there I need to know about?" She fixed her gaze on both girls. Both girls shook their heads no.
Kate piped up, "Sierra called Beth a bitch and a poobah, whatever that means." She shrugged.
Beth spit out angrily, "A puta, that means whore!"
The entire table went silent very quickly. Santana stood up, "Sierra I'd like to talk to you in the bathroom, right now please."
Quinn said, "Wait San, Beth what did you say to Sierra first?" Santana stopped and waited to hear what the older girl had to say.
The blonde looked Santana right in her eyes and said clearly, "I told her not to talk to me like we were family, because we aren't. This little living arrangement wasn't going to last long, and that the three of you would be back in your ghetto apartment within a month tops."
"Beth!" Quinn was furious, she eyed the younger version of herself dangerously, "Apologize this instant."
"Apologize to her!" She gestured towards Santana, "Fat chance." Beth finished disrespectfully.
"You are already grounded for the entire two weeks of your Spring Break for this. Do you want to make it a full month?" The blonde said sternly.
"Fine, sorry." She spat at Santana, very clearly not sorry for anything.
The Latina was a little taken back by the anger being directed at her. She was not aware the girl had that big of a problem with her. Making up her mind to talk to the girl later, she called her daughter, "Sierra bathroom now."
Sierra knew what was going to happen in the bathroom, "Can't I just apologize like she did?"
Santana warned, "Sierra…"
"Mamí, please?" Sierra tried again desperately.
"Now, Sierra."
The girl sighed in resignation of her fate, excused herself from the table, and followed her Mamí to the restroom.
Santana led her into the family bathroom, and locked the door, "What was that?" she said firmly.
"You heard what she said Mamí, she hates us!" Sierra said tearfully.
"She is being a brat, I get that, but she's almost 15 years old. Since when do you call someone a bitch and a puta? That is unacceptable! I don't care what anyone says to you. You are my daughter, and you do not talk like that. We are a family now. I don't care if Beth knows it yet or not, you do! Get over here." She said sternly.
"Mamí, please I'm sorry!" Sierra cried.
Santana moved to her daughter. She bent her forward, under her arm, and pulled down her sweatpants and underwear. She planted three hard swats to her little backside, as Sierra tried to wiggle away. When she was finished, she picked Sierra up and held her close, comforting the sobbing girl. The Latina said gently, "It's alright baby, its over. That's my big girl. I expect better from you Sie, alright? This is not how we behave. Do you understand me mija?" She finished lovingly.
"I'm sorry Mamí." The tears were spilling down her cheeks and her lip quivered.
Santana wet a paper towel and gently washed Sierra's face, "I know mija, clean slate baby girl. When we get back to the table, you will apologize to Beth and Quinn."
"But Mamí…" Sierra whined.
"Do I need to explain further how disappointed I am?"
Sierra quickly nodded her head no.
Santana smiled, as they walked back to the family.
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Quinn was looking towards the bathroom door, "Do you think everything is all right, they've been gone for a while?" she asked Santiago.
"After Mamí spanks Sierra, she'll let her cry for a few minutes. Then they'll be back." He shrugged nonchalantly.
For the second time that morning, the table fell silent. Santiago was completely oblivious to the effect his words had as he continued to stuff his face with food.
The blonde said softly, "She's getting a spanking?"
Santiago gave the older woman a look that said "Duh!", "She said bad words to Beth, of course she is."
Sierra walked up to the table with her head down, and her eyes were red-rimmed and puffy, "I'm very sorry for swearing at you Beth. I'm very sorry Quinn." She said formally.
"Thank you sweetheart for apologizing, now sit down and eat please. Santana may I speak to you please?" Quinn walked angrily towards the front door.
To be continued…..