Holidays In Handcuffs ch. 4

Rachel's P.O.V

I awoke the next day in an unfamiliar bed in a room that doesn't belong to me before realizing where I am and what I'm doing here. I tried to sit up but unable to because of someone's arm wrapped around my waist and a warm breath against the back of my neck. I rolled over onto my side to see a sleeping Santana next to me and I couldn't help notice how much more relaxed she seemed to be than she is awake, unburdened by her work load.

By in New York, the Latina works so hard for her law firm with all the cases, the late nights and the forgetting to eat half the time. She never takes a break unless I beg to her to and I'm glad that she's taking this time off to get some much needed rest because I'm worried that something is going to happen if the lawyer doesn't so slow down soon.

I reach up and cupped her cheek before running my thumb across it and placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Santana sighs in content as I wiggled out of her arms before walking out of the room down the stairs and into the kitchen where I find Mrs. Lopez cooking breakfast. It amazes me how both the Lopez women look so much alike and I can see where the lawyer gets her good looks from. The older woman looks up to see me standing in the door and smiles at me.

"Good morning Rachel, did you sleep well?" Mrs. Lopez asked smiling.

"Yes, I did. Thank you for asking. Is there anything that I can help you with?" I asked curious.

"Aren't you sweet? None of good for nothing children ever ask me if I needed help. You can turn on the coffee machine for me"

"Okay. Knowing Santana, she's gonna be cranky all day if she doesn't get any coffee in her system" I said giggling.

"So you know"

"I have to live with her and I have seen what she's like when she first wake up. It's not an experience that I would not like to have again" I said shuddering.

Santana has been cranky but when she first wakes up, she's extra cranky and irritable than she usually is so I made sure that there's a fresh pot of coffee in the morning for her to drink. Mrs. Lopez chuckles at my reaction before letting me help her with the rest of breakfast. We worked in silence for awhile and it's nice spending some time with Santana's mom because she's almost like the younger Latina only less cranky and doesn't poke fun at me as much.

"Rachel, can I ask you something?" Mrs. Lopez asked. "Of course" I said turning to face the older woman.

"You know about Santi's condition, right. I assume that she told you" Mrs. Lopez asked raising an eyebrow.

"I do know about San's condition. She wasn't necessarily ready to tell me about it but she is very important to me and it doesn't change the fact that I care very much about her. I don't know what my life would be like without her and I'm not easily scared off by Santana's anatomy" I said seriously.

"That's good to hear because that my daughter is a lot to handle and I want to make sure that she's with the right person. I know that you and Santana weren't exactly friends in high school but I know that she does care about you a lot. More than she's willing to admit. Please take care of her, okay? She's my only daughter and I don't want her to get hurt" Mrs. Lopez said sighing sadly.

I can tell that the older woman is just looking for her daughter because she care so much just like I do. I know that Santana is very much loved by her parents because I could see it in their eyes during dinner last night. The last thing that I want is Santana getting hurt by anyone and I want Mrs. Lopez to know that I'm serious about her daughter because she's one of my closet friends. The lawyer has helped me through so much and been there when I needed her the most. I couldn't ask for a better friend than Santana and before I could open my mouth say something, footsteps walking through the kitchen is heard. I turned to see a half asleep Latina walking in towards me as she wraps her arms around my waist with her chin tucked into the crook of my neck.

"San?"

"Tired. Empty bed. You not there" Santana muttered.

"Awww you missed me" I squealed.

"Don't make a big deal out of it" Santana said rolling her eyes.

"Oh so I get full sentences now" I said playfully.

"You made me coffee?" Santana asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. Why do you think that there's always a fresh pot waiting for you at the apartment?" I asked smirking.

"Coffee fairies or in my case, coffee hobbits" Santana said smirking.

"You're not funny" I said glaring at her.

"Oh please, I'm hilarious and you know it" Santana said giving me a half smile.

"Whatever" I said rolling my eyes.

Santana laugh as she lightly smacks me on the butt.

"That ass tho" Santana said making her coffee.

"San, your Mom's in the room" I said covering my butt.

"Your point?" Santana asked sipping her coffee.

"It's okay hija. Her father's worse" Mrs. Lopez said giggling at us.

"Speak of the devil" Santana said as her Dad walks into the room.

Dad yawns before kissing his wife on the lips with Santana making faces at them for it. Mr. Lopez chuckles as he kisses his daughter on the forehead then doing the same with me and I couldn't help me feel special. The lawyer chuckles at my reaction before wrapping her arm around my waist and kisses me on the cheek as my cheeks turn a light pink.

"Seriously Rachel, you're turning my sister into a lovey-dovey wuss"

We turned to see Alejandro standing in the entrance of the kitchen with his arms folded and a smirk on his face. The younger Lopez male is dressed in a mechanics suit with the top half wrapped his waist. Santana glares at her brother and opens her mouth to say something but I beat her to it.

"San isn't a wuss, Alejandro. She's very sweet, caring and loving person" I said kissing Santana on the cheek.

The smirk on Alejandro turns into a grin before he bursts out laughing and for what reason I don't know. Santana face-palms herself as she shakes her head.

"Thanks a lot, Estrella. Now I'm never gonna hear the end of it" Santana said glaring at me.

"Sorry baby but it's true. Are you upset with me?" I pouted.

"Dammit, don't pout at me" Santana groans.

"Forgive me?" I asked peppering her cheek with kisses.

"You're lucky that you're cute" Santana said wrapping her arms around me.

"Might as well turn in your playa call, sis because Rachel already got you wrapped around her little finger" Alejandra said wigging his fingers at us.

Santana growls at her brother before chasing him around the hosue and Alejandro's laughter could be heard as Santana yelling, 'RUN BITCH RUN!"'. Mr. and Mrs. Lopez shake their heads at their children as I just laugh.

End of ch. 4