Chapter Three
Santana walked into the teachers lounge at lunchtime, and she smiled as her eyes immediately found Bill, sitting there talking with his close friend, the school librarian Rupert Giles. Rupert was a few years older than they were, a few inches shorter than Bill, who was nearly a full foot taller than she and Quinn, good looking with brown hair and glasses. Rupert was British and way over qualified for his job. He had been the curator at some museum back in England, but had left the job to move to the states for some reason. He'd gotten his work visa and gotten the job at the school. Though he was what Kennedy described a "stuffy British dude", which Santana agreed with, Rupert was popular amongst the kids, kind, with a dry sense of humor. He and Bill had taken to each other immediately, and Rupert had become a frequent visitor at the Gordon household. The whole family loved him, especially Brittany and Tara.
"You gonna sit down or are you too busy basking in long black hair and green eyes?" came a voice from behind her. Santana looked to see her friend, the new computer science teacher Jenny Calender. Jenny was in her early 30's, very pretty, with an exotic look, and shoulder length black hair.
Santana smirked. "Don't forget the athletic body, boyish good looks, and KILLER ass,"she said. She stopped a moment to drink in the sight of one of the loves of her life. She'd known Bill longer than anyone but her parents and her abuela. He'd been a cute little boy, who, though often moody and sullen, had always had mischief in his smile and in his green eyes. It had always amazed Santana how, even now, at almost 40 years old, Bill almost always looked like he was up to no good. "Ok," she said. "Done basking, let's join them." She smirked at Jenny. It was obvious Jenny and Rupert liked each other, but, the almost ten year age difference kept stymying them from actually starting two girls walked over to sit down and Santana decided to talk to her spouses about inviting both Rupert and Jenny over for dinner.
"Hey Love," said Bill as Santana leaned over and kissed him deeply. Rupert looked away but Jenny just smiled. Jenny was really cool. When she had heard about the relationship between Santana, Bill, Quinn and Brittany, instead of looking shocked or even surprised, Jenny just said "Well, good for you."
"Hi Baby," she said, moaning softly. Even now, after all these years, she could hardly look at her husband, or either of their wives without having naughty thoughts. "Hey Rupert," she added as she sat down. She looked over at the mountain of food Bill was consuming. He'd always had a high metabolism, and he burned a LOT of calories coaching hte glee club and choreographing their numbers.
"Hello, Santana,"said Rupert. He smield softly. "Jenny."
"Hi Rupert," said Jenny. "Hi Bill."
"Hi Jen," said Bill, looking mischeivous. "Giles! Hey man! Good to see you!" For some reason, Bill always called Rupert by his last name, something which Rupert had never discouraged. Santana just swatted Bill's arm and muttered "smart ass" under her breath as the other two laughed.
"So," said Jenny, once the girls were seated. "How is everybody today?"
"Ready for tonight to be over," grumbled Santana. "I swear, the first game of the year is almost as stressful as the first competition. And with TWO daughters on the team who are freshmen and worried about screwing up...it's almost a nightmare."
"They'll be just fine," said Rupert, smiling. "they have Brittany's grace, Quinns determination, your fire..." he looked at Bill. "Well, three out of four isn't bad."
Bill pretended to look offended as Jenny laughed quietly and Santana practically guffawed. "Anyway," he said, looking at Santana. "From her pep talk this morning, I thought Darla was fine."
"She was just trying to reassure Buffy," scoffed Santana. "She's just as nervous as Buffy is." Bill just nodded. He was remembering the morning conversation.
"Say, Jenny," he said. "Do you have any of the Lehane girls in your classes?"
"Yeah, I have all three of them," answered Jenny.
"Any thoughts on them?"
Jenny took a spponful of the soup she'd brought for lunch as she thought. "Just that they all learn quickly and are very bright," she said. "Though Faith doesn't apply herself nearly as much as the other two."
"How about their father?" asked Bill. "Ever met him?"
"No," answered Jenny. "Why?"
"We were talking about them this morning," answered Santana. "Bill wants Faith to try out for his glee club, Cordy and I would like to get Missy on the cheerleading team, and Kennedy said the reason her soccer team would have had a much better season last year if Tru had been able to stay on the team. We've tried to get ahold of Mr. Lehane, but he hasn't returned any of our calls. I only ever met him at his wifes funeral, but, Bill made very clear his thoughts on the man earlier." She smirked, both remembering Darla's indignation at Bill's crude comment.
Bill chuckled at the quizzical looks Rupert and Jenny gave him. "Sorry," he said taking a bite of one of his sandwiches, chewing and chasing it down with a long swig of diet pepsi. "I can't clarify. Apparently, accorrding to The Princess, the comment was unfit for mealtime conversation. Apparently, it was "repulsive"." He mimicked Darla's voice with that last comment, making Santana lean into him as she laughed.
"YOU are rotten,"she said.
"That's why you love me," said Bill, kissing her breifly.
Jenny and Rupert exchanged a look. Then, Jenny looked back at Bill and Santana. "Which one is The Princess?" she asked. She'd met the whole family, and knew each of the girls names, but didn't know any of them well enough to guess. It COULD be Cordelia, Buffy, or Darla.
"Darla," andswered Santana, both smiling at the mention of their kids. "Bill has special nicknames for each of the girls. Cordelia is Ladybug, Kennedy is Slugger, Tara is Tare-Bear or shortened to T-Bear, Darla is Princess and Buffy is Peanut."
"I've always wondered about that," said Rupert. "The other girls names fit their personalities, but why "Peanut"?
"Because she's the youngest," answered Bill with that special smile only loving Daddy's could have. "She's only three minutes younger than Darla, but, we all consider her our baby." Santana smiled. Even now, in her late thirties, Santana Gordon has a reputation as a badass, but her husband, her blondes, and her babies could always bring out her soft side.
"I have another question," said Jenny. "Maybe a couple." She hoped nobody minded indulging her. She and Santana were fairly new friends, so there was a lot she didn't know about the Gordon's that Rupert probably did.
"Ask away," said Bill. "Though I reserve the right to refuse to answer any questions i consider inappropriate, then later, chastise Santana for having nosy friends." He gave his wife a playful wink. She just stuck her tongue out at him.
"Ok," said Jenny. "I was just wondering. Doesn't it get confusing with three Mom's? If one of the girls calls out "Mom" do all three of you answer?"
Bill laughed. "We actually figured that out before Tara was even born," he said. "So, we decided to drill seperate names for each of them into their heads."
"Being hispanic, I always called MY mom "Mami"," Santana threw in. "So, when talking to the girls when they were little I would always say things like "Mami loves you". Or Bill might say to one of them "tell your Mami she's silly" though I can't imagine WHY he might say that." All three rolled their eyes at that. Rupert and Jenny could easily see why he might say that.
"And we did the same thing with Brittany and Quinn," added Bill. "Britt, well, with her sweet, loving nature, was a natural for "Mama". And Quinn was "Mommy" when they were little, they all pretty much call her "Mom" now."
Jenny nodded. "Ok, last question for now," she said. "I think it's wonderful, and beautiful that the four of you found each other. A lot of people don't have enough love for ONE person, let alone three. But still, isn't jealousy an issue?"
Bill gave Santana a loving smile as he squeezed her hand. "Almost never," he said. "That's another thing we understood from the start. For this to work, jealousy between the four of us had to be almost nonexistant."
"That was hard at first," said Santana. "Mostly for Quinn. Brittany and I had had a "best friends with benefits" relationship for awhile before the other two joined us. She was the first of the three I fell in love with. Bill and I have known each other since we were five years old."She smiled lovingly and reached out to stroke his longish black hair. "He was my first best friend. And, while I have been sexual with other guys, it was always just me trying to be "normal". Bill is the only guy I've ever had REAL feelings, orther than friendship, for. The other two girls are bisexual, except for Bill, I'm a lesbian."
"And Britt and I, though we haven't known each other as long as Tana and I, also went into this with a strong connection," Bill said. "It was first Santana and Brittany, then me Tana and Britt, then finally the four of us. That was really hard for Quinn. Thanks to those assholes who raised her, she has low self esteem anyway. It was touch and go for awhile to convince her we loved her as much as each other, as much as she loved us. In fact, she almost left several times, even when she was pregnant with Cordy. But, we finally won her over. Now, we're all happy and almost never jealous of each other."
"How does that happen?" asked Jenny.
"Patience," said Santana. "Love. Understanding. Love. Did I mention love?"
Bill chuckled and nudged her with his elbow. "And, we make sure to spend time not just as the four of us, but each of us gets one on one time with each of the other three. That's not always easy, especially with all four of us working and five teenage girls in the house, but we manage. In fact, one of our biggest rules is allowing the one on one time. If, for example, Brittany feels she hasn't had any one on one time with Quinn lately, she is to ask Tana and I for it, and, even if we don't agree with her, we are to allow it. If it's a problem ,we talk about it later, after the immediate need is met."
"It's hard, but it's so worth it,"said Santana, moving closer to Bill. "I have five beautiful daughters, and the three most wonderful partners in the world. Damn! I am one lucky bitch!" Bill pulled her clsoer, kissed her, then the two shared a long hug.
"You're definately getting lucky tonight, bitch," Bill whispered so only Santana could hear. "All three of you."
Santana groaned softly and whispered back "Does that mean I get out of the spanking and get to help you with the other two?"
"I'll let you help, but you're still getting one," he returned. "But, yo uget to go last, so you're not sitting on a sore red ass when you have one of them over your knee."
Santana laughed and said out loud. "YOU, Mister are spoiling me."
Jenny smiled big at the two, but Rupert removed his glasses and started cleaning them, a sure sign he was embarassed.
"Thanks for the insight, guys," said Jenny, starting to clear her place. "But, I see by the clock on the wall, I need to get to my classroom. Lunch is over. I'll see you all later."
Rupert stood and cleared his own mess. "I'll-I'll walk with you," he said, stammering a bit. Bill and Santana chuckled softly and called out "Bye guys" as they left.
Bill looked deeply into Santana's nearly black eyes. "I guess we don't have time for a quickie in the janitors closet," he growled.
Santana moved in flirtatiously and said "Nope. You'll just have to wait unti lafter the game when we have the house all to ourselves, and you have three naked slave girls to abuse." She kissed him,softly biting his lower lip, then got up. "Bye bye Baby. I love you."
"I love you too," Bill barely got out, in a thourough daze as he watched her perfect ass sway as she walked away. He watched her for a moment then shook his head, knowing full well she was torturing him deliberately.
"She might go first after all," he muttered as he got up and prepared to head to his own class.
A/N I know I went through the "Mom, Mami Mama," part in the first chapter, but, it felt more natural putting it out there in conversation, hence, repeating it here. Without me meaning two this chapter became all about a more in depth explanation of the wherefore's and why's of their relationship. Oh and introducing Giles and Jenny. A special thanks goes out to a fanfic writer named Kinetic Kid for their Buffy/Tara/Faith stories Different Endings and Destiny's Entwined. These stories were where I got the inspiration for jealousy needing to be nonesistant between the four lovers, and the dedication to giving each other one on one time. Thanks Double K. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Hoping to post more soon, either here of in my Faith or Darling One stories. Let me know what you think.
