Fic: Parents
Author: JR Boone
Rating: M because this gratuitous Smut. It's got some plot though.
Warning: My bad I posted this without a warning first time. Most of you know that when you read Santana is a rugby player in this story their will be girl!peen. But for those who don't this has Girl!Peen!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything having to do with it. I wish I did. LOL that would be awesome. It would be like The L Word only musical.


Santana had been dating Rachel for six months before she found out about the tiny brunette's fathers. Before dating Rachel she had always found it odd that for two men the girl talked so highly of, no one to her knowledge had actually ever met them. But to be honest she didn't think it was any of her business then.

But after spending six months with the girl. Six long months of fighting almost everyone in the world so that they could be together, things like that…well they started to matter.

So one evening as they were lying on Rachel's couch cuddled up and watching a movie Santana had asked the girl where her dads were, like really were. Rachel had been upset. She had pushed the Latina out of her house yelling at the top of her lungs that it wasn't any of her business.

The rugby player was beside herself with worry. Three days went by without anyone hearing a word out of the diva. Finally on the fourth day Santana couldn't take it anymore and had literally almost broken down the door to get to the girl. She had found Rachel upstairs curled up in the dark on her father's bed, and there amongst many tears Rachel had told Santana about her fathers pretty much abandoning her when she was thirteen.

Saying Santana had been furious would be an understatement. She wanted to find Hiram and Leroy Berry and rip them to shreds.

Suddenly so many things about the girl made sense. Little bits and pieces of information locked into place and Santana finally saw Rachel Berry for what she was. She was the first person in Lima Ohio to do that.

Less than a week later Santana had all but moved into the diva's house, refusing to let her be alone any more. On the sparse nights where she couldn't stay over she made positive that either Puck or Brittany were there to stay with her.

At first Rachel had resented what she called coddling but after a few weeks it became apparent to even her that no matter what she said she did need someone there with her. She needed someone to talk to, someone to laugh with, someone to be her family, and because of Santana that is what she got.


"Mmm have I mentioned how much I love you?" Rachel asked leaning over to kiss Santana's cheek as they pulled into her driveway.

"Yah but a girl still likes to hear it," Santana teased turning off the car and turning towards her girlfriend who was staring straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Baby what's up?" Santana asked following the girl's line of vision and frowning when she saw a silver Lexus parked in the garage. "Whose is that?" She asked nervously looking to the lit up house.

"I can't believe it," Rachel mumbled shaking her head in anger.

"Babe?" Santana asked nervously prodding the girl's shoulder.

"Hiram and Leroy are here," Rachel sighed falling back against her seat.

"What the fuck?" Santana growled glaring at the house as a sudden rage coursed through her body.

If there was anyone in the world that Santana Lopez loathed it had to be Hiram and Leroy Berry. Those two men were single-handedly the worst excuses for parents that had ever lived. Sure her mother and father weren't exactly the Brady Bunch, but at least they hadn't abandoned her when she was thirteen. "What are they doing here?" Santana asked her hands tensing around the steering wheel.

"I have no idea," Rachel whispered, her voice suddenly thick with emotion.

"Hey, it's okay I'm here," Santana said turning quickly to the girl and putting slender hands on her cheeks. "Do you want to just go?"

"I can't," Rachel whispered shaking her head and closing her eyes tightly. "If they are here they might be here for a reason. I need to go find out," the petite brunette explained sadly, her voice tinged with hope.

"Well I'm coming in with you," Santana said leaving no room for doubt as she clamored out of her car and ran around to Rachel's side.

Seeing that her girlfriend was a good minute away from full on panic mode Santana leapt to action, quickly enveloping the shorter girl in a tight hug that left not even a breath between them. "Its okay baby, just breathe for me okay," Santana whispered soothingly as she massaged the girl's shoulders.

"I don't want to see them," Rachel whimpered burying her head in Santana's neck. "We had such a great day, I just wanted to come home and make love with you."

"Hey it's going to be okay," Santana whispered backing up enough to where she could place a soft kiss on the girl's lips. "I'm here for you. We're going to go in there and find out what the hells going on."

"Okay," Rachel said taking a deep breath and smiling adoringly when Santana gently wiped away the tears from her cheeks.

"Come on," Santana said holding the diva to her side protectively and leading them towards the house.

Quietly the girl's walked through the front door, their eyes darting around the living room for the men. "Rachel, honey is that you?" Leroy Berry asked stepping out of the kitchen and smiling down at the girl.

"Hello…Daddy," Rachel said nervously, clinging tightly to Santana's side. "This is a surprise."

"We had to cut our business trip short," Hiram said awkwardly walking up next to his husband and nervously eyeing Santana.

"Oh…okay," Rachel said carefully.

"Well come on, give us a hug!" Leroy said opening his arms wide. "It feels like we haven't seen you in forever."

"Nonsense," Hiram chuckled nervously as Rachel hesitantly stepped away from Santana and into Leroy's arms. "We've only been gone a few days Leroy."

Santana let out a growl at this and stepped forwards. She knew that Hiram was painting on a coat of major bullshit. The last time Rachel had seen these men had been well over two years ago, and that was only because they had been required to attend a parent teacher conference. Just as she was about to open her mouth and start yelling she noticed Rachel staring imploringly into her eyes and shaking her head.

"So sweetheart, who is this lovely young lady with you?" Hiram asked as Rachel gave him an entirely uncomfortable one armed hug and then practically ran back to Santana's side.

"I'm Santana Lopez," the Latina said, her eyes narrowing at the men in turn. "Your daughter's girlfriend."

"Oh," Leroy stammered, his eyebrows rising to the top of his head. "When did this happen?"

"A while ago," Rachel said quickly. "I was sure I mentioned it to you."

"You probably did, you know how forgetful we are sometimes," Hiram said awkwardly, blanching slightly under the intense gaze of the rugby player.

"So…" Leroy said nervously looking to Rachel. "Are you girls hungry?"

"No we already ate dinner," Rachel said quickly, "we're actually really tired now so we're just going to go on up to bed."

"Together?" Hiram asked quickly, his eyes bugging out of his head.

"Yes…Poppa," Rachel said, her entire body tensing in Santana's arms. "Remember we talked about this too."

"Oh I must have forgotten," Hiram said glaring at Santana as she smirked deviously back at him.

"We must have," Leroy said nervously looking at his husband before sighing in defeat. "Well goodnight girls," the taller man said before slipping back into the kitchen.

"Come on," Rachel said grabbing Santana's hand and heading for the stairs.

"Rachel, baby girl can I have a word with you alone?" Hiram asked carefully, his eyes trained on Santana as the hairs on the back of her neck rose defensively.

Looking at her girlfriend Santana asked her silently what to do. "Go on up baby," Rachel whispered, her voice shaky with nervous energy. "I'll be right up."

"Are you sure?" Santana whispered back, her eyes bouncing back and forth between her girlfriend's nervous face and Hiram's reproachful eyes.

"I'm sure," Rachel whispered shutting her eyes tightly and fighting back tears. "The sooner I'm alone with them the sooner I can figure out what is going on," Rachel explained leaning up and kissing the girl's lips chastely.

"Alright," the Rugby Player whispered shooting Hiram one last glare before heading up the stairs and out of sight.

"Is this the first time she has been over here?" Hiram asked quickly as soon as Santana was out of sight. "Because you know what we said Rachel. You can't have people over here all the time. They will start asking questions."

"She's only been over a couple of times," Rachel lied quickly shaking her head.

"I don't like this," Leroy said stepping into the living room and looking nervously at the empty staircase.

Santana sat just out of sight, but her ears were turned to the conversation going on below. She was beyond furious at this point. If it wasn't for the fact that Rachel was right and they needed to figure out what was going on she would already be whipping both of their asses into the ground.

"It's okay," Rachel said quickly, her eyes trained on the ground. "She doesn't know, I promise."

"Okay," Hiram said quietly pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"What…what are you doing here?" Rachel asked nervously wrapping her arms around herself. Upstairs Santana bristled at the forlorn sound of her lover's usually cheery voice.

"We had a layover," Hiram explained stretching his arms. "We decided to spend the night here instead of getting a hotel."

"Where are you going now?" Rachel asked, her voice beginning to shake with unshed tears.

"Oh we're going to Japan, isn't that exciting," Leroy gushed before clearing his throat and worrying the back of her neck.

"That…sounds like it will be a lot of fun…when are you leaving?" Rachel asked fighting with every bit of strength she had in her body to keep from sobbing.

"Early in the morning," Hiram said once again nervously looking at the stairs before looking back at the petite brunette.

"Okay," Rachel said shakily nodding her head and taking a deep breath. "Well I'm tired so I'm just going to go on up to bed."

"Okay Rachel," Hiram sighed as Leroy shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"You two have a g-great time," she whispered before turning away from them and heading up the stairs, her tears starting to fall heavily when the men picked up what was obviously a previous conversation about their travel plans.

Taking a deep breath the brunette pushed open her door and was instantly enveloped in strong arms. "Its okay mi Estrella, shh, it's okay," Santana cooed shutting the door behind the girl and pulling her against her chest.

"I know it's stupid of me to get my hopes up but what is wrong with me," Rachel whimpered, her body shaking with tears.

"Hey," Santana said forcing the girl to look into her eyes. "There is nothing wrong with you. Do you hear me? Nothing."

"Why don't they want me?" Rachel whispered shaking her head and looking up at her girlfriend with desperate eyes.

"Because they are fucking idiots," Santana snapped shaking her head in anger. "They are selfish ignorant men Rachel and you are better than them."

"I love you so much," Rachel whispered letting her head fall against the girl's collar bone.

"And I love you more," Santana whispered kissing the girl's head and biting back the urge to march down stairs and show the Berry men the definition of Lima Heights Adjacent.

"Fuck them," Rachel said suddenly, shaking her head as she backed out of her girlfriend's arms. "Fuck them for doing this to me. They think they can just stop in for a lay over and then freak out because I'm moving on with my life without them. They weren't worried that I had someone in my room. They were only worried how it would affect them. Well fuck them," the diva ranted starting to face back and forth.

"I'd rather fuck you," Santana teased, releasing a relieved sigh at the renewed strength in Rachel's voice.

"Oh would you?" Rachel asked stopping in mid-rant as her eyes instantly darkened and she looked at her girlfriend.

"Hell yah I would," Santana murmured backing the girl up against the door and pressing their midsections together. "Do you want that baby?" She asked gently biting the girl's neck. "Would it make you feel better if I fucked you with those men right below our feet?"

At the rugby players words Rachel let out a slight moan before reaching between them and gently cupping the growing bulge in her girlfriend's pants. "It would make me feel a lot better," Rachel admitted massaging the girl's hard on slowly through her pants and smiling at the way the girl practically purred into her neck.

"I love you so much Rach," Santana purred biting the girl's pulse point gently as her hips began to slowly rotate into the girl's hand.

"Show me, please," Rachel whispered, her breath starting to come out in desperate little pants. "Please, just make me forget."

"Oh baby," Santana sighed pulling the girl tightly against her chest and grabbing a hold of her thighs. Realizing instantly what the Latina wanted Rachel jumped into her arms, her legs wrapping around the girl's body.

"I just hate them so much, and I hate the fact that I hate them," Rachel murmured burying her face into her girlfriend's neck and inhaling her familiar spicy scent.

"Shh," Santana whispered walking over to the bed and lying down on top of the girl. "Just think about it baby, three more months and we're out of this town," the Rugby Player whispered as she began slowly gyrating her hips down into the girl's petite frame.

"Oh god I can't wait," Rachel moaned as she wrapped her fingers in raven colored locks and began moving up into the girl above her.

"It will be here before you know it," Santana whispered kissing the girl's lips softly before trailing a line of kisses down her neck and sucking softly on the girl's quickening pulse. "Then it's just gonna be me and you against the world in New York City, and all of our dreams are going to come true," the rugby player promised as she peppered the girl's neck with kisses.

"I love you so much," Rachel whimpered running her hands under the taller girl's shirt and dragging her nails lightly over toned muscles.

"And I love you too," Santana said staring into the girl's eyes before slowly leaning up and pulling her shirt over her head along with her bra.

"You're so beautiful," Rachel murmured, her body beginning to shake as she ran her hands up a toned stomach to full breasts. "Every time I see your body I'm awed," she whispered as she lightly pinched the taller girl's nipples and began flicking her thumbs over them.

"It's all for you," Santana whispered throwing her head back and thrusting her hips forwards to press her straining hard-on against the girl.

"Oh god, San," Rachel keened breathlessly as she felt the zipper of her girlfriend's jean press right against her clit through her soaked panties.

"Does that feel good baby," Santana asked huskily as she began rotating her hips repeatedly into the girl below her.

Unable to form words Rachel nodded, her eyes closing tightly as one hand dropped from the rugby player's breasts and fisted the sheets below them. "Fuck you're so sexy," Santana whispered, her eyes widening as she looked down and saw a dark spot on the front of her jeans from the girl's wetness.

"Please San," Rachel whined, her hips jerking forwards impatiently to meet the Latina's thrusts.

"What do you need baby?" Santana asked leaning over the girl and resting her hands on either side of the girl's head as she began to thrust harder into the girl.

"Please, please," Rachel began whimpered as her head began thrashing from side to side and her breathes became rapid and shallow.

"Mmm don't worry baby," Santana whispered leaning down and swirling her tongue around the girl's earlobe. "I'm gonna take care of you," she said forcing a hand up the girl's shirt and under her bra to begin kneading her breasts.

"Oh fuck," Rachel groaned, her head falling back as her entire body arched up into Santana.

Unable to stand it any longer Santana pulled away causing the girl to let out a frustrated cry. "Shh it's okay baby," Santana said running over to the door to make sure it was locked before moving back over to the bed and carefully pulling the girl up into a sitting position. Experienced hands grasped at the shorter girl's top and pulled it off in a gentle tug before wrapping around her back and undoing her bra.

"Off," Rachel whined pushing at her own skirt with one hand and Santana's jeans with her other.

Not needing to be told twice Santana quickly made fast work of Rachel's skirt and panties before breathing a sigh of relief when her eight and a half inch hard-on was finally released from the confines of her jeans. "Oh fuck," she moaned in surprise when Rachel pushed her forcefully back on the bed and wrapped her lips around a sensitive nipple.

"You're so beautiful," Rachel moaned shakily as her tongue began to swirl around the stiff peak and one of her hands instinctively wrapped around her girlfriend's cock.

"Oh fuck," Santana keened, her head arching back as Rachel began pressing sloppy kisses down her abdomen. "I wonder what the Berry men would say if they knew that their daughter was up here jacking off my dick," Santana growled huskily as her hands fisted in Rachel's chestnut locks.

Hearing the Latina's words sent Rachel into a frenzy and before Santana could even process it red swollen lips were wrapping around her cock and pulling it to the back of her throat. "Jesus fucking Christ," Santana moaned her entire body arching as she felt the head of her dick sliding hit the back of her girlfriend's throat. "You like that don't you," she asked breathlessly as she began jerking her hips upwards. "You like me talking about your daddies while your sucking my cock, don't you?" The rugby player asked, her eyes fighting to stay open and watch her girlfriend display her lack of a gag reflex.

Dark chocolate eyes locked onto hers and the tiny diva nodded as she began humming from deep inside her chest, sending waves of pleasure through the rugby player's body.

"Oh god Rachel, I fucking love you," Santana moaned as the girl began bobbing up and down rapidly on her cock and tiny soft fingers began to knead the sensitive flesh of her balls.

"Oh fuck just like that baby," Santana begged, her toes curling as she felt her abdomen begin to tighten. "Oh god you're so fucking amazing," she keened as she felt Rachel's hot breath on her stomach.

Keeping eye contact with the rugby player Rachel hallowed out her cheeks and began repeatedly to lightly drag her teeth around the straining flesh as her tongue swirled around the head, collecting droplets of pre-cum on it. "You taste so good," Rachel moaned wrapping her hand around the base of the girl's dick as she began to jack her off into her mouth.

"Fuck baby I'm gonna cum," Santana growled, her eyes fighting to stay open at this point.

"Cum for me San," Rachel moaned wrapping her lips around the head of the girl's dick and sucking on it as her hand began pumping erratically.

"Oh fuck," Santana groaned, her head thrown back as she began unleashing long spurts of sticky white cum down her girlfriend's throat. "Jesus Christ Rachel," Santana growled as she watched her girlfriend's throat muscles swallow her load.

Rachel's eyes were black as felt shot after shot hit the back of her throat until finally the rugby player's body relaxed underneath her. Licking her lips the tiny brunette smiled proudly as she softly jacked off Santana's dick, the skin under her fingers already becoming hard.

"I love you so much baby," Santana sighed pulling the girl to lie down next to her and staring dreamily into her eyes.

"That loses some of it's affect after I've just given you oral sex," Rachel teased, her legs squeezing together tightly to release some of the ache that had been building between them even since dinner.

"Oh is that so," Santana growled rolling on top of her girlfriend suddenly, biting down her shoulder, and playfully shaking her head.

"Why hello Panther," Rachel giggled running her arms up the girl's tanned back and gripping her shoulder blades.

"Hater," Santana chuckled burying her face in the crook of the girl's neck and purring slightly as Rachel's fingers massaged her tense muscles.

"I could never hate you," Rachel whispered leaning up and kissing the girl's shoulder as her hips jerked up slightly and her pussy brushed up against the girl's already hardened dick.

"Fuck you're so wet," Santana groaned grinding her hips down into the girl's pussy. "Did you get that wet just from sucking my dick?"

"I did," Rachel hummed throatily as her nails dug into the rugby player's shoulders.

"Do you want me to fuck you Rachel?" Santana purred biting down roughly on the girl's neck and then licking the tender flesh. "Do you want me to make you scream?"

"Y-yes," Rachel whimpered, her voice trembling as her hips began to rock rhythmically up into her girlfriend's body.

"Tell me what you want baby, use your words," Santana growled reaching between them and rubbing the head of her dick against the girl's swollen clit.

"Please," Rachel moaned, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as her body shook underneath the rugby player.

"Please what Rachel?" Santana teased, fighting back the urge to just plunge into her girlfriend.

"Please j-just fuck me Santana," Rachel begged arching her entire body towards the rugby player's touch.

"You got it baby," Santana growled before lining up her dick with the girl's opening and plunging in to the hilt.

"Oh god!" Rachel cried out, her mouth dropping open as Santana started pounding in and out of her.

"Fuck you're always so tight baby," Santana groaned resting her forehead against the shorter girl's as toned legs wrapped around her thigh and pulled her deeper into the girl below her. "Two years and you're still so damn tight," she ground out.

Below her Rachel's entire body shook as the two swayed in sync with each other. Whenever Santana pushed into her Rachel's entire body rose off of the bed, pulling as much of the Latina into her as she could. Whenever Santana pulled out until only the head of her cock remained Rachel's body shuddered and fell away, preparing to rise again.

A sheen of sweat broke out across Santana's back and she hissed in pleasure when sharp nails dug into her back, leaving angry red marks down it as she sunk her teeth into her girlfriend's shoulder and shook her head possessively. Her muscles started to burn as she pushed her body faster and faster, pounding into the girl below her with wild abandon. Trying desperately to communicate just how deeply she loved the tiny brunette.

"Oh god," Rachel wailed as Santana's teeth marked her shoulder and her bed began to creak and sway beneath them.

Both girls could feel their orgasms swiftly approaching and Santana released her hold on the girl's flesh so she could stare into her darkened eyes. "I love you Rachel Berry," she gasped out as her balls began to tighten. "You are more than wanted by me," she continued, fighting to keep her voice strong and steady as her hips began to lose their rhythm entirely. "I need you Rachel."

"Promise, promise you won't leave me, ever," Rachel cried out as the muscles in her stomach began to spasm and stretch and black spots began to appear in her vision.

"Never," Santana growled shaking her head. "I won't ever leave you," she ground out possessively as she drew back and slammed into the girl beneath her before her body began to shake uncontrollably and her cock erupted into her girlfriend.

"Oh god!" Rachel wailed, her entire body tensing up and straining as her orgasm raced through her body like liquid fire. Her nails dug into the rugby player's back and she saw stars above them as Santana shot rope after rope of sticky cum into her body, filling her up to the brim. When Santana used the last of her strength to slam into her one final time Rachel's vision blacked out and the tiny diva fell against the bed in exhaustion.

Both girls' breathing was heavy and uneven as Santana, spent, rested atop of her girlfriend, both of their bodies trembling in tune as tiny aftershocks raced through them. Tenderly Santana lifted her head up and began softly kissing the diva's face. First her forehead, then her nose, and finally her soft reddened lips. "I love you Rachel, so much," Santana whispered serenely as Rachel's eyes opened up lazily and met the Latina's.

"I love you too Santana," Rachel whispered sleepily, her body feeling extremely heavy as she recovered from her earth shattering orgasm.

"Go to sleep baby," Santana said smiling softly as she pulled out of the girl, hissing lightly when cold air met overheated soaked flesh.

"Where are you going?" Rachel mumbled as Santana pulled the sheets over her and softly kissed her forehead.

"I'm just gonna run down and get some water Love," Santana whispered, smiling softly down at the already sleeping girl before shuffling over to the dresser.

As Santana pulled out a white wife-beater and a pair of boxers the smile slipped off of her face and was replaced by the hard angular glare she wore daily at McKinley High. Turning to look at herself in her girlfriend's floor length mirror the rugby player smirked. The tight wife beater hugged her breast like a second skin, not even attempting to mask her nipples, still hard from sex.

Putting her hands on her hips her smirk widened as she looked down at her crotch, the thin material of her boxers show casing her softened seven inch dick like an art piece.

Coming out of her girlfriend's room Santana was sure she would look like a parent's worse nightmare.

Her face softened for a millisecond as she looked back at her sleeping girlfriend before she slipped out of the bedroom and softly closed the door behind her. Letting out a groan the Latina bent backwards and purred as the bones in her back cracked and popped before she ran her hands through her messy hair and smirked deviously.

Santana didn't like it when people hurt her girlfriend, and the men downstairs? They had hurt her most of all. "Let the show begin," she said smirking as she began making her way down the staircase.

Just as she was about to clear the landing and come into view she heard Hiram's voice call out to her. "Rachel where are the extra towels? We need to shower before we take off," he called out, his voice laced with irritation.

Santana's eyes flashed with anger for a second before she fixed a cocky smirk on her face and stepped into view. "Rachel's already asleep, wore her out," Santana said bitingly as she smirked at the now completely stunned Berry men.

Fighting the urge to bust out laughing at the horrified looks on their faces Santana stepped past them confidently and opened the door to the half bathroom. Stepping up to the toilet she lifted the lid and seat and pushed down her boxers. Letting out a groan of appreciation as she relieved herself the Latina looked over her shoulder at the frozen men and smirked. "By the way your daughter is a champ in the bedroom," she said conversationally before shaking out the last few drops and quickly washing her hands.

On her way out she kicked down the lid and used her foot to flush the toiled before turning around to stare at the two men.

The sound of the toilet flushing seemed to snap them out of the daze they were in and two sets of furious eyes fixed on the haughty rugby player.

Hiram's face turned bright red and his eyes narrowed ferociously at the rugby player as his husband began sputtering off random words. "How…how dare you!" Hiram yelled stomping his foot in anger. "Just who the hell do you think you are?"

"I'm the one who just fucked your daughter into the mattress," Santana laughed shaking her head before fixing the men with a glare so cold both of them shivered in place and blanched under her eyes. "I'm also the only person in this house that can say I love her," Santana snapped out stepping towards the two men and making them both shrink away from her.

"Now wait just a minute," Leroy grumbled shaking his head furiously.

"No you wait just a fucking minute!" Santana shouted shoving her finger in the taller man's face and pushing forwards until he and his husband fell back onto the couch. "How dare you come in here and insult my intelligence by trying to act like the two of you aren't the sorriest excuse for parents since K-Fed and Brittany Spears! How dare the two of you show up unannounced and even attempt to impersonate parents! How dare the two of you come around her and fuck with the love of my life's feelings!"

At this point both men had sunk back fully into the couch, their eyes wide with astonishment as the Latina verbally abused them. "It's not like that," Hiram tried to protest shakily only to feel fire race through his body when Santana's palm connected with his face and moved smoothly over to Leroy's.

"Shut the fuck up now," Santana ground out lethally, her eyes holding the startled men in place. "Now you two listen to me and you only fucking speak if I tell you to, got it?" She asked leaning forwards and looking from face to face.

Their eyes flitted to each other's for a millisecond before they nodded in shock to rugby player. "The act you two have going on is over so you can fucking stop it right now. I know fucking everything. I know that the two of you abandoned her when she was fourteen years old and I know that the last time you actually showed your sorry asses around this house was two fucking years ago. So let's just skip the goddamned bullshit," she bit out before straightening up.

"You don't understand," Hiram mumbled shaking his head in shame.

"I did not say you could fucking speak," Santana barked out angrily.

"We deserve to have our say," Leroy argued petulantly.

"No!" Santana shouted furiously, barely controlling the urge to smack them both again. "No you don't get a fucking say! Are you here because you want to see her? Do you want to have a relationship with your amazing fucking daughter?"

At this both men's heads hung in silence and Santana growled as Hiram's eyes became misty. "That's what I fucking thought," the Latina snapped shaking her head before glaring at Hiram has a tear rolled down his face. "No, no you don't get to cry," she said shaking her head. "That girl up there, the one that I am in love with, the girl I plan on marrying some day, she gets to cry. She gets to let out sobs that make me want to kill all the bad people in her life. You lost that right when you walked out on her."

"It's complicated," Leroy said wrapping an arm around his husband's shoulder and shaking his head mournfully.

"It's not fucking complicated!" Santana shouted in frustration before shaking her head and taking a deep breath. "No I'm not going to yell anymore. I'm fucking tired of it," she ground out trying to calm her breathing down. "And I'm fucking tired of you two. This is the first time I've ever met you and I'm already sick of your faces. So here's what is going to happen," she said narrowing her eyes and leaning over the men. "You two are going to get your shit and you're going to leave, right now," she ordered angrily.

"You can't order us out of our own house," Leroy said in shock, his head shaking lightly.

At this Santana let out a bark of laughter. "Oh please, this isn't your house any more than my boy Obama owns the White House."

"Yah well we pay the bills," Hiram said, his voice laced with an unspoken threat that Santana caught right away.

"Oh don't even fucking finish that line of thought," Santana said shaking her finger. "Yes you pay the bills, and you're going to keep paying the bills for the next three months."

"Why should we if it's not our house?" Hiram asked crossing his arms petulantly.

"Because," Santana said taking a deep calming breath. "Because one, if you don't the two of you are going to become a fowl smell in the basement or two if you don't then I'm sure the cops would love to find out about the felony charge of child neglect and abandonment taking place here."

"You're bluffing," Hiram said his face paling.

"Oh fucking try me," Santana chuckled shaking her head. "Rachel is still seventeen which means she is still a minor. One call to the cops will have child protective services crawling up both of your asses so deep that they'll be brushing your teeth."

It was obvious that Hiram wanted to argue but Leroy quickly put a large hand on his husband's knee and shushed him. "If we go, we're good here right."

"You bet your asses," Santana growled. "Three more months and me and Rachel are out of this town and you can drop in here unannounced all you want, but until then unless you actually have intentions of being her parents stay the fuck away because this, this showing up bullshit. It hurts her, and I really, really don't like it when people hurt her," Santana ground out lethally, before pointing to the door. "Now get the fuck out of here," she snapped, her voice closing any room for argument.

The two men sat still for a second before Leroy stood up and let out a deep sigh, ducking his head he gently grabbed his husband's hand and pulled him up from the couch. "Come on H, let's go check into a hotel," he said, his voice sorrowful.

"Wait," Hiram said as his husband began to gather their suitcases.

"What?" Santana asked already heading towards the stairs.

"I know you don't like us," Hiram said looking down at the ground in shame. "And I don't blame you, but we do love Rachel…take good care of her?"

Santana's eyes softened for a second and she nodded almost imperceptibly at the short man. "I always do," she said before heading up the staircase.

Just as she reached Rachel's bedroom door she heard the door downstairs open and close and second later their rental car start up. Taking a deep breath she slipped into the bedroom and smiled at her girlfriend who was still passed out, her face calm, a startling contrast to the heartbreak that had been on it just an hour before.

The anger that had been coursing through the rugby player's body slipped away at the sight of her girlfriend as she walked to the bed, her boxer and wife beater falling to the floor.

Smiling down at her girlfriend the Latina pushed back the covers and lied down next to her, her tone arms wrapping around the girl's waist and pulling her protectively against her body.

Rachel let out a contented hum and nimble fingers interlaced with Santana's as she leant her head back and sleepily kissed the corner of the girl's lips.

"I love you Rachel Berry," Santana whispered as the girl snuggled against her front.

"Mmm, Lopez," Rachel corrected sleepily before her eyes closed and her breathing evened back out almost instantly.

"Someday soon," Santana whispered before burying her face in brunette locks and sighing in contentment, the last thought on her mind that if Rachel's family wouldn't be there for her girlfriend then she was more than happy to step in.

A/N: Soooooooo bueno?