The teakettle whistled, signaling it was ready, as Quinn finished laying things out for Santana. She had made some muffins and scones, and had coffee brewing, and now the tea was about done. She was looking forward to a relaxing morning with Santana, before she faced her Mother.
The doorbell made her grin, and she waltzed over to answer the door. She opened the door and her breath caught in her throat, would Santana always take her breath away? The brunette was wearing skinny jeans, low heels and a simple black t-shirt that accentuated her curves. Quinn felt a mess comparatively. She had been hurrying around this morning, and was in jeans, a light blue button down shirt that had a coffee stain on it, and she was barefoot.
Santana stepped inside and gave Quinn a gentle peck on the lips. When Santana pulled away, Quinn whimpered at the loss of contact, and pushed Santana against the wall, engaging her in a passionate, deep kiss. Santana moaned with appreciation, and allowed Quinn's tongue to gain entrance. After a few minutes of properly greeting one another, topped off with Santana squeezing Quinn's ass, Quinn pulled away.
"Let me just go freshen up, I'll be right back." She began, but Santana grabbed her wrist.
"Don't. You look hot…just maybe unbutton a button or two." Santana said licking her lips, and stepped forward herself to release some buttons. Quinn threw her head back and leaned forward into Santana's touch.
"Did you invite me over for tea or for a little something something?" Santana asked jestingly. Quinn smirked and led them into the kitchen.
"Wow, you have quite a spread here." Santana said, and Quinn blushed at the double meaning. Santana looked confused for a moment, and then laughed, realizing what she had said.
They both got themselves plates and mugs and went into the dining room.
"I have to say, it feels a little odd being in your house, which you have shared with your husband. Who you are leaving, and it's my fault." Santana said as she bit into a muffin.
"San, it's not your fault. It was my choice, and I would do it again in a heartbeat." Quinn said reaching over and grabbing her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. Santana smiled and then smirked.
"Well now that I have that out of the way, would you like me to butter your muffin?" Santana asked making Quinn cough on the bite of muffin she had been in the middle of. Santana laughed as Quinn squirmed in her chair.
"Oh, I meant the actual butter on this table. Not, you know…." Santana said with a wink, and Quinn smacked at her thigh playfully. Santana caught Quinn's hand, and moved it a little closer to her inner thigh, making Quinn's heart race.
"Forget this muffin." Quinn muttered and got up and straddled Santana. Santana put her own muffin down and lips and tongues met again. Quinn unbuttoned Santana's skin tight jeans and started working her fingers down, to find out she wasn't wearing underwear. Just the thought of that made Quinn squirm.
As Quinn started moving her fingers inside of Santana, making Santana scoot her hips to meet Quinn's touch, they heard a loud clang.
Startled, they both looked up and saw Finn in the doorway, a bag of what must have been shop tools, scattered across the floor. Santana and Quinn were both frozen, and then Quinn remembered that her hands were still inside of Santana's pants, and she quickly pulled them out and tried to discreetly wipe them on her jeans.
Santana zipped and buttoned up her pants, as they both avoided eye contact with Finn. There was a very awkward silence.
"Um, sorry, I'll just be going." Finn muttered, and he turned around only to walk straight into the wall and smack his head. He started cursing and rubbing his head. Giving Santana an apologetic look, Quinn got up and made her way over to him.
"Damn it Finn, I'm sorry." She said, examining his reddening forehead, and quickly made her way over to the freezer for one of the many ice packs she kept stored, due to having very active kids.
She sat Finn down on the couch and gave him some ice packs. Santana got up, and tried to tiptoe out of the room, forgetting that she had heels on.
"You must be Santana." Finn said, and Santana winced.
"Guilty." She said, making Finn chuckle, which startled her.
"You don't have to leave, sorry I interrupted. I guess I was just …shocked." Finn said.
"I'm sorry Finn, I didn't think you would have been here." Quinn muttered.
"I forgot some things I needed for work. I didn't even think you'd be here. I should have called..or knocked. I am not sure when I am going to get that image out of my mind."
"I am planning to see my Mom today, I just hadn't quite left yet." Quinn admitted.
"Oh yeah, good luck with that." Finn said.
"Thanks. I wish she would be half as kind about it as you have been, but I know that won't happen." Quinn said. Finn looked up and made eye contact with Santana.
"Beth talked about you." Finn said, causing both of the women to look puzzled. "Before I even knew about the two of you. She was going on about some cool sister of Serena's, who was amazing. Beth is slow to warm up to people, so it sounds like you have made quite an impression on her."
"You have great kids." Santana said softly, and Finn nodded in agreement. There was an awkward pause.
"Well," Finn said getting up. "I need to get back to work. Good luck with your Mom, Quinn. It was nice to meet you Santana."
"Likewise." Replied Santana who still felt a little caught off guard. "Wait." She called out as Finn started walking away. "I'm really sorry for any pain I've caused you. I care for Quinn, but it was never my intention to cause pain."
"I know. Just take good care of her, please." Finn said and Santana nodded as Finn left the house. Quinn walked behind Santana and slinked her arms around her waist.
"Sorry, I wasn't expecting all of that to happen." Quinn said and gently kissed the back of her neck.
"It's ok. I guess you need to get going, huh?"
"Yeah, so much for either type of muffin." Quinn said teasingly and Santana smiled, and turned around to face her.
"I know you will find just the right words to say. You are so strong, just look her in the eye and tell her. And promise me you will get the hell out of here if shit hits the fan." Santana said, and Quinn almost giggled until she saw how serious Santana looked, so she nodded instead. They kissed gently before going their separate ways.
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Quinn entered the home she grew up in. Everything was in its place, in perfect order. She knew what she was about to tell her Mother, would throw things out of whack.
"Quinnie! It's so good to see you. Can I get you something to eat or drink?" Judy said as she came forward and embraced Quinn.
"No thanks, I just ate recently. I came by because there is something I need to tell you."
"Oh my, are you pregnant?" Judy said grinning.
"Um, no, not at all."
"Oh." Judy's face fell, and Quinn tried to keep her game plan going.
"I'm going to tell you something that you may not like to hear. But you are my Mother and you deserve to know….I had an affair, and Finn and I are separating." Quinn said and Judy shot her a sharp look.
"Fabray's do not do divorces; we work things out, even if Finn has strayed." Judy said as she sank onto the couch.
"Finn hasn't done anything wrong. It was me. I'm falling in love with someone else. The truth is, Finn and I haven't been in love in a long time. Finn and I agreed it was for the best for both of us. The children understood, and Beth wasn't even surprised. So I'm not sure why you are acting so surprised." Quinn said, rambling more than she meant to.
"I'm not stupid, I knew you two weren't in love anymore, but at least you can-and you still could keep up appearances. Single parenting is not positive for the children. According to statistics-" Judy began as Quinn cut her off.
"I don't care about your statistics. Finn and I will both be involved in their life and will be supportive. Who knows, maybe he will move on and they will get a great step-mom. And the person I am seeing is already great with them, and they adore her-" Quinn said, freezing as she realized her slip up. She hadn't meant to break the news in that abrupt way.
She look up and saw anger flicker in her Mother's face, followed by disappointment.
"Is this about that Lopez slut? I should have known she would be a bad influence on you."
"She is not a slut." Quinn said through gritted teeth. "She is the most generous, kind, caring person I have ever met."
"It's a sin, and it's not too late to repent and stop your wayward behavior." Judy said, rising to her feet.
"I don't agree with you. It is not a sin, it is love. I am falling in love with her, and there is nothing you can do about it." Quinn said firmly. Judy closed the distance between them and pushed Quinn against the wall, startling her. Her mother had never been physical with her before. Quinn felt herself start to tremble in fear. She realized that she was smelling liquor on her Mother's breath. Why was she drinking this early in the day?
"You are a disgrace. You aren't my daughter anymore; you have always been a whore and a disappointment." Judy said, and hot tears came to Quinn's eyes.
"Mom, please-" Quinn said, but she was cut off by her Mother slapping her on the face, and then backing away.
"Get out." Judy growled.
"Mom, don't do this. I want you to still be in my life and the kid's life." Quinn pleaded.
"I want nothing to do with you, or those children whose minds you are poisoning."
"Can't you see that you are the one with a poisoned, hateful mind? Can't you just be happy that I am finally happy?" Quinn said sobbing. "Let's just talk about-"
Quinn was cut off as a wine glass came flying at her; she attempted to duck to miss it, but failed. It grazed her cheek and she cried out in pain. She looked up to her Mother hoping to see remorse and guilt, but all she saw was anger and she turned and fled.
