I'm trying to crank these chapters out as fast as possible but life keeps getting in the way lol. At least I have a mini break this weekend!

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"You do realize Mom will fucking kill us if we show up at the house with Drunky McDrunk face over there." Santana glared at her brother and pointed her finger at the younger brunette.

Puck let his eyes roam over to where his sister was pointing and they fell on Rachel. The younger girl was sitting on the sidewalk next to Mercedes. The two of them were laughing uncontrollably, stomping their feet, slapping their knees and gasping for air as they watched a clumsy Finn reenact his winning touchdown. Kurt was sitting on the other side of Mercedes rolling his eyes and he covered his face with his hand and watched through a slit as his step brother dove dramatically, catching an invisible football and then suddenly rise with triumphant arms pumping the air. Finn spun around the street, bowing to an imaginary crowd and ran over and effortlessly picked up a squealing Quinn.

"Finn put me down!"

Puck ignored his retarded drunk friend and shook his head. He didn't have to be reminded by Santana to know that his mother would kill him. He already knew she would have him in a body bag faster than he could say Glee for letting Rachel get like this. She wouldn't even be that mad at his sisters, not at Santana for being an accomplice to the carelssness or even Rachel for drinking the alcohol. She would be furious with him though because he was supposed to be the one watching them, he was the oldest, the "most responsible" or whatever.

Being the oldest sucks

Puck brought his hand to the back of his neck and looked lost in thought before he nodded his head in a silent agreement. "Alright this is what we're gonna do. I gotta take Finnigan here home and Chang too. They were supposed to crash at our place but I think we're gonna have our hands full with that one." He pointed over at Rachel who was now leaning into Finn's arm and had her head resting comfortably against his shoulder. "You take Quinn, Brittany and Mercedes then we'll meet back at the house." He said as he walked over in a quick stride and yanked his sister away from Finn. Rachel had been laughing and she frowned at the sudden separation.

"Awwww wer're leaving?" Rachel pouted. "Can't I stay and play?" She giggled.

Santana raised her hands and glared baffled by her sisters question before she scoffed "Pftt NOOO!" She grabbed Rachel's wrist and pulled the stumbling girl towards the car.

Rachel kept pouting and Santana yelled over her shoulder, "B, Q let's go! We're leaving! You too Beamer."

"Mercedes." The young freshman corrected.

"Whatever" Santana clicked open the car and Rachel fell roughly back onto the passenger seat as Santana pushed her onto the plush leather.

Rachel stopped pouting and watched with intent eyes as Santana strapped the seatbelt safely over her, huffing and grumbling in annoyance the entire time.

"Sanyourreeeaallyfunny. Yaknow you act all tuffff on the outside...but insiiiiide, " She slurred her words and poked Santana's chest, "your a sofftyy."

"I tell her that all the time Little S!" Brittany slid into the backseat behind the driver side and Santana pursed her lips and shot Brittany a look as she closed Rachel's door.

"Softy huh S?" Quinn quirked an eyebrow and bit back a smile as she climbed into the car after Mercedes.

"Shut it Fabray." Santana snapped at that knowing look her best friend gave her and walked over towards the driver side. She climbed into the seat seething with anger at the entire situation and pushed the button to start the car.

"I'm taking you home first freshman." She growled at Mercedes and punched in her address on the gps.

Quinn shook her head and silently laughed. She knew her friend well and she knew Santana hated showing her emotions. It was something the two had in common and it was obvious to her that Santana was getting mad only to cover up her feelings because Rachel had a way of always bringing out the "soft" side of the fiery tanned brunette.

"Meeercedess I'm glad we're friends! Youuu are sooo awesomee!" Rachel threw her body back and raised her hands in the air.

Mercedes laughed and quickly stopped for a moment, trying to shake off the dizzying feeling that crept it's way into her head.

"You better not throw up on me." Quinn pressed herself against the door, leaning far away from Mercedes and curled her lip in disgust.

Santana whipped her head back around fast, "Chevy I swear if you throw up in this car I will make you lick up every last drop of vomit that comes out of your nasty little mouth."

"Ew gross" Brittany mumbled.

"I'm not gonna throw up! Relax." Mercedes rolled her head at her friends older sister," And it's Mer. Ce. Des."

"Santana leave my friend alone!" Rachel stuck out her tongue, "meanie."

Brittany snorted a laugh and Mercedes smiled contently at Rachel.

"Girl I'm soo glad I'm friends with you too!" The diva smiled, "I already know we're gonna be besties."

Rachel beamed.

"You're like so cool and sooo luckkyyy too. I'm jeallouss. You have a huge house a sexy ass brother a sick car, " Mercedes began ticking things off her finger and the girl didn't notice Rachel sit up straighter, her happy smile disappearing. She kept on adding to her list without noticing Santana's grip tighten around the steering wheel. She finally stopped because she felt the car spin and brought her hand up to her temple one more time.

"You know people think that all the time...but they only see what's on the outsiiidee. Ifonly theykneww..." Rachel's tone became serious as she slurred the words and her head lolled to the side, the alcohol fully catching up with her.

Quinn shot her eyes towards Santana and warily looked at the brunette. Beside her Mercedes frowned at hearing Rachel's comment and was about to open her mouth to ask a question.

"Okay let's see what's on the radio!." Santana yelled and cranked up the volume, flooding the car with music. She glanced over at her sister sitting next to her and watched as Rachel's serious face quickly fell, "I love this song!" the younger girl lifted her head up straight and it didn't take long before she began blurting out the lyrics.

Quinn kept her eyes trained on her best friend and watched as Santana let out a shaky breath.

In the backseat Brittany jumped with excitement, "Oh my gosh pull it up San! This is Britney's new song," completely missing the weight of that entire conversation.

The older brunette obliged and slightly raised the volume for the bubbly blonde. The air in the car changed again and Mercedes began bumping her head to the music as she sang the chorus. Besides her Brittany was dancing and singing in her seat. Quinn pulled out her phone and her lip curved into a sly grin as she answered a text. Rachel butchered Britney's song with her drunken singing and Santana failed miserably at keeping a serious face and caved, letting the laughter erupt form her body.


The Range Rover finally pulled into the driveway. Santana drove right up behind Puck's mustang and put the car in park. She turned it off and glanced over at the sleeping form next to her.

Sighing she clicked off her seatbelt and leaned over the center console. She gently shook Rachel's shoulder, "Rach come on we're home."

The younger girl stirred and moaned and opened her eyes.

"Rachel come on I have to get you inside before Mom sees you like this." Santana got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side.

She jumped as she saw Rachel shoot up and lean against the door frame, giggling. Santana pulled open the door and the petite brunette raised a finger poked her sister's cheek. Santana swatted her hand away, causing the younger girl to laugh and raise her finger again.

"Stop it!" Santana clenched her mouth and ground the words as she grabbed Rachel's hands, trying to control her rising temper. "You are unbelievable" Santana gritted through her teeth, "How the hell did you not realize your drink was spiked?" She didn't know if she was asking herself or Rachel the question. Maybe she was too overprotective of Rachel? How can she not know what alcohol tastes like?

"Noah!" Rachel suddenly gasped and hiccuped pulling Santana out of her thoughts as she fell into a round of giggles, "You were attacked! Look San he was attacked on his neck!"

Santana glanced over her shoulder at her brother and had to do a double take, "Nice hickies man-whore. What were you sucking face with a vampire?"

Puck grabbed his neck and looked at the mirror, "Shit" he mumbled, pulling his shirt farther up his bruised neck.

"Lang-HICCUP-uage" Rachel erupted in a fit of laughs again.

"Okay. Shut it midget." Santana held her arm under Rachel and helped her up.

"Hey that's not-hiccup-nice" Rachel leaned into her sister,"You know if you always walk around with that frown your face its gonna get stuck like that" She giggled and tripped over the step stone.

Santana held her breath, silently counting in her head. One Two Three Four, and slowly exhaled. She maneuvered her way expertly through the dark leading them both towards the back of the house.

"Okay Rachel you wait here. Were gonna go inside and then ill come get you." Santana let the words trail out of her mouth and she frowned as she watched Rachel. The younger girl threw her head back and stared at the sky in wonder for a moment before she dropped her gaze and thrust her head down really fast. "Ooh look the ground is moving." Rachel pointed.

Santana blinked, a blank expression on her face.

"Just stay here!" She exploded, "Mom can not see you like this!" She waited a second and did the counting method.

"Now Shut up and Stay!"The older brunette turned around and ran back to the front of the house. Puck was waiting by the front door. He was looking through the window and could see his mother's head resting on the couch with a throw pulled over her body.

"Ready?" He glanced down at Santana who nodded. He fished out his keys and opened the door. Shelby stirred on the couch right away. The pair of siblings shared a look with each other, silently conversing.

"Hey kids." Shelby yawned and glanced at her watch. "Back so soon?" She blinked a few times and brought her wrist closer to her eyes for confirmation.

"12:35! Already?" Shelby stood up and stretched, "You guys have fun?" She smiled.

"Yep." "Yeah" The two answered, standing awkwardly in the foyer.

Shelby nodded, "Good. Good."

"Will left?" Santana asked and made her way over towards her mother to give her a hug and a kiss.

"Yeah. Um he left not too long ago."

Mmhmm

Santana knew how their friday nights went down. She was one hundred percent positive her mother passed out from boredom when Schue began singing his oldies music. Her mom would always fall asleep and Will would finally pull the blanket over her and let himself out. The man was such a dork.

"Where's Rachel?" Puck asked and Santana shot him a look.

"Oh Rach should be upstairs in her room. I think she's sleeping already they were so well behaved. We barely heard a peep out of them all night."

I wonder why.

"Oh mom, I think there's something wrong with my car." Puck chewed on the inside of his cheek and Santana mentally face-palmed at her brother's dead give away. He always made that face when he was lying. Shelby didn't notice however and she glanced up at him with a frown.

"Really? We'll take it to Burt's tomorrow then." She said and both siblings began to panic. They needed to get their mother out of the house so they could bring Rachel in.

"Yeah I don't know it's making this weird noise. Come look!" Puck opened the front door and walked outside, not giving his mother a chance to protest.

Shelby followed her son.

Santana sighed, "Phew" and raced towards the kitchen. She rounded the corner and slid to a stop, Rachel was pinned against the glass door outside. Her nose pressed flat against the surface and she was blowing air onto the glass, letting the fog collect beside her mouth. Her face lit up when she saw the cheerleader and she began to wave.

"What are you doing!?" Santana hissed as she slid open the door and pulled her sister inside.

"I was waiting for you." Rachel brought her voice down as Santana brought her finger up to her lips in a shushing motion.

The two made their way to the staircase and slipped out of sight as Puck and Shelby came back in through the front door.

Rachel almost missed a step and the two nearly went tumbling back down but Santana caught them both in time, silently thanking her athletic body. She led Rachel down the hall towards her room when the younger brunette spoke up, "No no can I sleep in your room tonight San. Pleeeasee. ple-hiccup-assee." She giggled and Santana shushed her,"Alright alright! Shhh you have to be quiet Rachel," Mentally cursing whichever idiot had spiked the dam juice.

She pushed open her door and led Rachel over to her bed and the younger girl jumped and spread out on top of the comforter. They heard footsteps climbing the stairs and Santana sprang into action, "Rach get under the covers quick and shut the hell up!" she frantically pulled back her sheets and shoved her sister under, flipping her body over so the younger girl was facing away from the door.

"Night sweetheart"

Santana whipped around and looked at her mother standing in the doorway, "Night mom!"

"Hey what's she doing in here?" Shelby smiled as she saw her youngest curled up in her sisters bed. There was a time when the only way they could get Rachel to sleep would be if she were next to Santana.

"I don't know I found her sleeping here." The older girl forced a smile and Shelby's face softened, "Okay goodnight baby. Love you."

"Love you too mom." Santana held her breath as her mother headed down the hallway, listening to her soft footsteps disappear into her bedroom. She heard her a door close and finally exhaled as she flopped back onto her bed.

"That was a close one." The deep voice caused her to lift her head up and glance over at Puck standing in the door.

"Ya think genius" Santana glared at him. "This is the last time she is ever coming with us to any party. She sucks away all the fun!"

"Can I move now?" Rachel mumbled from under the covers, "Cuz I don't feel so good." The younger girl ripped the covers off her body in one swift motion and ran towards the bathroom, covering her mouth with her hands.

"No. No. Noo." Santana whimpered as she stared after Rachel.

Don't throw up Don't throw up Don't throw up

They both heard a heaving sound from the bathroom and Santana dropped her head in her hands and groaned, reluctantly standing up.

Puck folded his arms across his chest, "Well. That's my cue. I'll see you two in the morning."

"Of course asswipe. Your such a great help." She flung a shirt at him and Puck backed away from the doorframe, pulling the door closed after him, "Anytime Satan."

The sounds of Rachel heaving in the bathroom stole Santana's piercing gaze and she braced herself and made her way over.

Rachel was kneeling down on the cool tiled floor, her hands on either side of the porcelain toilet.

"Why do people drink if they just get sick after?" Her body convulsed as she threw up red liquid. Santana scrunched her nose up in disgust at the smell.

"I will never touch alcohol ever again" Rachel's voice echoed from inside the toilet.

Santana sighed and crouched down beside her sister. She pulled back her hair, held up her head, and ran her hand soothingly across her back as Rachel poured the rest of the contents of her stomach out.


Rachel was finally curled up under the bed softly snoring after having her face inside the toilet for so long. Santana sighed and peeled off her clothes, changing into comfy pajamas. The house was quiet as she went into her bathroom and scrubbed the make-up off her face. She brushed her teeth and patted her face dry with a soft fluffy towel, letting her eyes linger on her reflection. She stared at herself in the mirror for a long time.

Rachel stirred on the bed and let out a whimper.

The tanned brunette tore her eyes away from the mirror and flicked off the bathroom light. She crept over towards her bed and slid in beside Rachel.

"San?" The younger girl mumbled.

"Yeah Rach it's me." She moved around, adjusting the pillows trying to find a comfortable position.

"I'm sorry San. I'm sorry. I didn't know the juice was spiked" Rachel mumbled, breathing slowly, her eyes still closed.

Santana grabbed a strand of Rachel's hair and twirled it between her fingers, "It's okay Rach just go to sleep."

"Don't leave me." Rachel moved her hand around, dropping it along the bed a few times until it finally landed on Santana's arm. She curled her finger's around the older brunette's wrist.

Santana took a deep breath, "I never will Rach." and she pressed her lips softly onto the back of her sisters head.

The sound of soft snores filled the room and Santana fell back on her pillow and glanced up at the ceiling.

She never wanted to see Rachel like that ever again. She knew she was being hypocritical, God knows how many times she's gotten wasted, but seeing Rachel like that, she hated it! She hated how her senses heightened, and her over protective mode kicked into full gear and she just loathed everything about it.

Santana blinked back at the ceiling, feeling the warm body next to her rise and fall slowly, her mind began spinning and she remembered all of those times she spent comforting Rachel when they were younger.

Her thoughts quickly went back in time and she let the memory take over.


A/N: I realized this chapter was getting too long so I cut it in half. The next part will be another flashback and some other interesting moments lol.
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