A/N: Sorry for the wait! I was going through some deep shit at home but it's all sorted out now. Reviews are like pot to me.

Once the girls were seated at breadstix Santana immediately pulled Rachel close to her. The waiter walked up to them. He was the girls' age and about Santana's height. "Are you ladies ready to order? He questioned. He smiled at Santana before grimacing at Rachel. Santana looked at his name tag. It said his name was Steven.

"Yes Steven I'll have the turkey Alfredo and you to not smirk at me and then frown upon my girlfriend. Rachel honey what'll you have?" Santana said angrily. Steven turned a pale white.

"I'll have the shrimp Alfredo" Rachel said quietly

"And a different waiter. Nobody is going to make my girlfriend sad. Or you'll have to deal with me." Santana smirked.

"Excuse me I was just thinking how you got stuck with her. You could do so much better." Steven growled.

"Like what you?" Santana growled and stood up. Rachel put her hand on Santana's warning her not to get too mad.

"Santana it's no big deal I get this all the time." Rachel said quietly.

"No Rach it isn't okay. No dumbass waiter is going to make fun of my girlfriend. We're leaving Rachel. I'm going to come here when they have crappy waiters that insult my girlfriend. I'll get my breadsticks elsewhere." Santana yelled. The manager came out to see what was wrong.

"What seems to be going on here Ms. Lopez?" The manager said.

"Well Thomas, Steven here is our waiter this evening. He decided to take a chance to hit on me and insult my girlfriend. We are leaving and not returning as long as he works here." Santana said politely. She grabbed Rachel's hand and started to leave.

"Mr. Kiyoko is this true?" Thomas questioned.

"No! I am their waiter and when I came over I smiled politely and asked them what they would like to eat. Ms. Lopez here requested a different waiter and then snapped at me." Steven lied smoothly. But Thomas wasn't buying it.

"Steven you are fired. You do not lie to your boss and terrorize my favorite customer. Ms. Lopez, Ms. Berry, dinner is on me tonight. I apologize for Steven. It is his first day and he goes to McKinley I don't know why he didn't recognize you two."

"No one ever recognizes me unless I'm covered in slushy." Rachel muttered.

"Rachel honey that is not true. And he did recognize us. I saw it in his eyes. He wanted to terrorize Rachel some more." Santana reassured.

"Have a seat I'll get you a new waiter. Is there one you would prefer?" Thomas asked.

"Oh yeah! Can we have Tony? He's always so nice! And he won't hit on either of us." Santana requested.

"Of course Santana. You two enjoy yourselves. I'll send Tony out." Thomas said as he politely smiled at the girls.

"Santana you really didn't have to do that. I'm used to that kind of thing." Rachel said quietly.

"I know and I'm sorry for that. I shouldn't have put you through that. You deserve better than that. You deserve romance. You deserve someone who'll quote your favorite romantic play." Santana rambled.

"Romeo and Juliet." Rachel said bluntly.

"What?"

"Romeo and Juliet. It's my favorite romantic play. I love the whole concept of it. Love at first sight and all that." Rachel explained. Just then Tony came and took their orders. The rest of the dinner was spent discussing their favorite plays, movies, and books. As Santana and Rachel walked to the door she gave Rachel a quick peck on the lips before she spotted someone hiding in the bushes.

"Finn Hudson! Get the fuck out of Rachel's bushes now!" Santana yelled. Finn scrambled out from behind the bushes and down the block as fast as he could. Santana walked over to the bush and found a knife and a box of condoms sitting in Finn's place. "Fucking bastard was going to try something. That's it. I'm kicking his ass tomorrow. No one is going to try that with my Rachel." Santana growls possessively. She picks Rachel up in a bridal carry and takes her upstairs to bed.

Once again sorry for the loooooonnnnggg wait but there were school issues and papers and such I promise to update again soon!