A/N: Thank you for the reviews! I shall be trying to update more often.

MsChloeMa: I haven't mentioned Brittany yet, so you haven't missed anything, but there is a reason for that. You shall see soon.

LostInNaya'sEyes: Quinn's friends know nothing about Santana and they assume she is a player. But don't worry they still like her.

25 December 2012

Santana and Puck were on their way to Quinn's house for Christmas lunch. Puck was starting to worry about Santana and these moods she was experiencing. Puck saw Kurt, Rachel and Tina speaking to her at the bar but she still hadn't told him what they had said. Since that conversation she had gone from agro and sullen to sad and mopey. He knew it had something to do with Quinn but that's as far as he had gotten.

They pulled into the driveway and Puck shut the engine off.

"Look, I know something is going on and I know you're not going to tell me but just for today can you be happy. It's Christmas." Puck said as he opened his door and stepped out into the cold.

Santana nodded her head and stepped out with him, she wrapped her coat around her even tighter. It was freezing cold and the weather channel had forecast snow for later that day.

Quinn was checking on the turkey and Rachel's vegan alternative when the doorbell rang. Blaine ran to the door and opened it. Santana couldn't help but laugh at his festive bow tie.

"Hey guys. Merry Christmas." Blaine said with the excitement of a 7 year old on Christmas day. He hugged them both as they walked in and made their way to the lounge.

Everyone was gathered there talking and laughing, just generally having a good time. Everyone except Quinn, Santana noticed. However, she couldn't dwell on that as she was smothered by hugs and showered with greetings of 'Merry Christmas' and 'Happy Chrisannukah Day'. Santana and Puck were immediately given drinks and they fell into conversation with the rest of the group.

Quinn, meanwhile, stood in the kitchen, steeling herself to see Santana again. She had declined the group's invitation to go to the bar the other night knowing that if she saw Santana then it would have just ruined her night. She was leaning with her back on the counter and a glass of red wine in her hand as she listened to the muffled voices coming from the lounge. She could now pick Santana's voice out with ease.

Just go out there and act like nothing happened. That's all you need to do.

Quinn pushed herself off the counter and walked out of the kitchen, into the lounge.

"Hey guys, Happy What-ever-day-we-are-celebrating-now." Quinn said with a smile to the newcomers.

She didn't even look over to Santana though, instead she carried on with her sentence: "So you guys arrived just on time because lunch is ready."

They all went through to the dining room as Kurt, Tina, Mike and Quinn brought the food through.

Rachel all but herded Santana to the middle of the table.

"Quinn, I forgot the stuffing." Kurt said.

"Oh, I'll get it then." Quinn said as she rolled her eyes.

Puck was just about to take the seat opposite Santana when Kurt stood up and pushed him to the only other open seat that happened to be furthest away from Santana. Santana gave Kurt an odd look but said nothing, she didn't realise that this meant that Quinn would be sitting right in front of her through the whole meal.

Quinn came back into the dining room with the stuffing, she hesitated when she noticed where the only open seat was.

"Come on, Quinn. We are starving!" Tina said with a devilish smirk.

Quinn walked towards the table and sat down. They all started passing the dishes around and putting the delicious smelling food on their plates. Quinn looked up from her plate just in time to see Santana whipping her eyes away from Quinn's face.

"Oh my God, you can cook Quinn. Like really well." Puck said with his mouth full.

Quinn giggled, Santana looked at her laughing face again: "Yeah this is amazing, Q." She said softly.

Quinn looked at her for a second before she turned to Puck and said: "Thanks but Rachel, Kurt and Tina helped. And the others all decorated the house so it was a team effort."

How am I supposed to look at her this whole time. Why did she have to be the person that I fell for so quickly Quinn thought bitterly.

The rest of the meal was uneventful except for the frequent occasions that Quinn would catch Santana staring at her. Sometimes she would immediately look away but at other times she would just hold her gaze.

By dessert Quinn was ready to get out of the house, the country even. She stood from the table and excused herself before walking through the kitchen and out the back door onto the patio. It was cold and she had forgotten her coat so she wrapped her arms around herself. She heard the back door open and close again and she knew exactly who it would be but she didn't turn around. Instead she felt warmth engulf her as Santana put a coat over her shoulders.

"I'm sorry Quinn."

Quinn didn't answer immediately, she just walked down the steps onto the green grass that covered the back lawn.

"For what Santana? What are you sorry for?"

"For saying what I did to you. I was wrong."

"But you were just telling me the truth, right? You didn't want commitment. Just a quick fuck." Quinn said as a little venom laced her voice.

Santana said nothing, she just sat down on the stairs and watched Quinn as tiny snowflakes began to fall.

"You know, I love the snow." Quinn said as she carried on standing with her back to Santana, arms wide open as if welcoming the snow in, "The best part is trying to catch it on your tongue. My Dad and I used to do that when I was little."

Still Santana stayed silent. Not wanting to interrupt the beauty that was taking place before her.

"Rachel told me that they enlightened you about my situation. They aren't completely in my good books right now." Quinn said as she turned around.

Santana knew that this was her opportunity to speak up.

"We all have baggage, Q. I know what yours is, and I think I can handle it. But you should know that I have baggage too." Santana said softly.

Quinn walked towards Santana and sat next to her on the step. Santana looked over at her and said: "Do you want to hear about my baggage Quinn because I think I'm ready to tell you."

Quinn nodded and Santana took a deep breath.

Sorry for leaving it at a cliffhanger but I want Santana's story to have its own chapter too. Will try and have it finished as quickly as possible but I am writing my last exam on Monday so I have to study but I will be writing in between. Thanks!