Chapter Eleven

Santana pulled into parking lot of Mr. Hummel's garage and looked around for Kurt. She knew she was going to catch Hell for all that she did and she figured she would start here. She walked through the garage and went back to the office, when she peeked in, she grinned. Only Kurt could pull off wearing pink coveralls. "What no sequins?" She grinned when he spun in his chair and gave her a wide eyed look. He jumped from his chair and pulled her into a tight hug.

"I'm so glad your back, I've missed you." He leaned back, gave her a watery smile before he hugged her again. "Where's Brittany?"

"At home, Lord Tubbington and Charity are getting grounded." She rolled her eyes. "They were making out on her bed."

"I figured she'd film that for Fondue for two or some animal planet thing." He said as he made his way back to his chair.

She looked to the floor and felt her face heating up. "Well normally she would have except we were…busy at the time." Kurt's eyes grew wide and he mouthed 'Ohhh' "So she's giving them the run down on being grounded." Her brows dropped down and she shook her head. "Anyway, I need my car inspected."

"We just inspected it…your old sucky car you used to have." He gave her a raised eyebrow and grinned. "But of course you got a new car; I bet it fits you better than the old one?" He jumped up and clapped his hands. "Speaking of old and new, I have something for you, we all decided to keep everything together and I put it in my playhouse." He moved to her with a flourish and took her hand. "Come with me to my sacred Kurt Hummel sanctuary." He led her out the back of the office to a lone brick building with a single glass paned door. "After my mom died, my dad would bring me into work with him." He opened the door and stepped inside. "Well of coarse there was no way I was going to be anywhere near dirt, grease or grime." He gave her a disgusted look and flipped the light on. "So one weekend we moved all of the tires out of here and this became my playhouse." He threw his hands out to the sides and gave her a big smile. "And now it's Santana's playhouse if you want it?" He pulled her over to a walk in closet and flipped on the light. "I don't know if you've been told but your parents got rid of all of your stuff," he saw her nod her head and wipe tears from her cheeks. "We were able to get some of your clothes back, it's not much but we can always remedy that. I found some new websites the other day and I must say they are fabulous!"

"What about your dad, does he…"

"Know? I cleared it through him before I did anything not like he would have minded." He led her through the living room/kitchenette to the small bathroom. "I toned down the decorating; you're not as girly as I am." He gave her a bright smile. "I had it all in fuchsia and black but that's not your color. He took her through a door next to the bathroom. "I repainted the bedroom as well and took down all the lace window treatments and replaced them with something of a softer more natural feeling." He flipped the light on to show that the room was done in creamy bisque with a sand color for trim. "I picked a soft earthy theme for the colors because you're just too damn hot to have anything else." He ran a hand across the wrought iron bed and dropped onto the mattress. "So what do you think?"

She felt the damn burst, tears flooded down her cheeks and sobs tore at her throat. She wrapped her arms around her chest and dropped her head in embarrassment. Kurt got up and wrapped her in a tight hug. "It's ok; you know that we're all here for you." He rocked her from side to side and gave her a tight hug before he pulled away and handed her Kleenex. "And if you're wondering how I know that you don't have a place to stay, it was Quinn." He sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. "She called me a few days ago and asked if I would put my feelers out and see if I could find some places for you to look at."

"I don't know what to say, I mean after all I've done to you guys and what a bitch I am."

"Ohhh please, as if we're all innocent of those things. If it wasn't for you going after Dave, I wouldn't be back at McKinley with my little family." He grinned at her. "Right there I knew you had a heart somewhere behind those stone cold bitch walls."

"I did that out of my own selfish reasons."

"I would have done the same thing; any of us would have done it. I mean look at all the drama we have in just our group."

She laughed and nodded her head. If they only knew the most recent drama, they'd all be surprised. "It did work out at the end, I got Brittany and you got a real tiara for your collection and Blaine."

"So what happens once school starts, are you in or out?" He saw her confused look. "The closet, are you in or out?"

"You know it's exhausting being in there and lonely," she gave him a smirk. "Besides, it's not like all of Lima hasn't seen the Youtube video. Coach tore the damn closet down right around me and Britts."

"Yes she did and if I was you, I'd steer clear of her for a while or until she dies, one of the other."

Santana gave him her trademark smirk. "Guess she didn't like her jail time huh?"

"From what I heard, she got quite a few marriage proposals and that was before they found out she coaches cheerleading." He gave her a wiggle of eyebrows. "Seems there are some lesbians in the jail that just love girls running around in little cheerleader uniforms."

"Yeah I found that out from Britts, seems my cousin is one of them. You know Britts is going to end up here with me right?"

He rolled his eyes at her. "You might as well just marry the girl, you guys are forever." Santana gave him a wide smile.

"Got that handled, though not with any paper stating it but who needs a piece of paper? And as soon as Arty gets back with your man, I'm gonna show her off and shut him down once and for all." She held her hand up to show her ring.

"Ohh my God, I can't believe you did it!" He gave her a hug and then pulled his cell phone out. "We have to celebrate and no arguments," he dialed and waited for it to connect. "Just us girls, the guys can go to hell." He heard a loud yell on the other end an almost dropped the phone. "Quinn?"

"Yeah…stop…you're evil…give me two minutes and you can do anything you want." He heard a low chuckle and then Quinn grunted in his ear. "Hey Kurt what can I do for you?"

"What are you doing?" He looked to Santana with wide eyes.

"Uhhmm…cleaning…my room."

"Really, well I'm here at my playhouse with Santana and we're going to celebrate tonight."

"What time?"

"Ohh say in two hours and can you get her woman on your way over?"

"Sure no problem…later."

He kept the phone up to his ear and listened to all the strange sounds coming over it, he jumped and pulled it away from his ear. He looked at it and then looked to Santana with a raised eyebrow. "What is up with Quinn?"

Santana bit back her laugh when she heard the yell over Kurt's phone. "No clue, I haven't talked to her since yesterday morning."

"So we just have Rachel and Mercedes to get a hold of, Tina's at Asian camp with Mike, so it's just the six of us." He made the calls and ended up leaving a voice mail for Rachel; he got up from the bed and held a hand out to Santana. "We need to go shopping, we need junk food and you need some sheets and stuff for your bed."

Quinn gasped and tangled her fingers in long dark hair, she raised her head up from the floor just enough to see Rachel between her thighs. She dropped her head back down and thrust her hips upward. Her mouth dropped open, her eyes rolled and she pushed her heels into the floor when Rachel pushed two fingers deep inside of her. She lost it when she pulled her clit between her lips and sucked hard. She yelled out and shook from her climax; her phone fell from her fingers and slid across the floor. When Rachel crawled up her body, she wrapped her arms around her and hugged her to her chest. Before she could say anything, her body shook with after shocks. "I never thought it could be like this." She rolled them to their sides and gazed into dark eyes.

"Me either," Rachel said in a low raspy voice. "I've yelled so much my throat hurts and you know what, I don't give a damn." She kissed her deeply and then rested her head on her shoulder. "What did Kurt want?"

"We're supposed to get Britts and go over to his playhouse for a celebration; I guess we're celebrating the happy couple."

"Then we better get in the shower," She gave her a smoldering look and sat up. "And you are gonna be so mad at me." She got up from the floor and held a hand out to her lover.

"And why is that," she sat up and looked for her phone; she noticed that she had never hung up. "Ohh shit, I wonder how much he heard?"

Kurt and Santana had just finished putting towels and other stuff in the small linen closet when they heard Quinn call out their names. Santana moved into her new bedroom with her arms full of linens while Kurt went to the front room. She was bent over the bed smoothing the bottom sheet out when she felt someone press tight against her ass and grind against her. "We've never done it like this before." Brittany said in a low rough voice that sent tingles up Santana's spine. Santana stood up and leaned back against her lover's body. "Guess what we're gonna do later?" Brittany asked and ran her hands down between Santana's legs.

"Trying out a new position with little Santana?" She moaned when she felt teeth nip at the area right beneath her ear.

"Do you two ever stop?" Rachel asked from where she was standing in the doorway.

"Nope, I'm a nympho." Brittany said and went right back to sucking on Santana's neck.

"That is quite obvious but right now I need to have a few words with your evil half. And Kurt needs you to reach something way up in the top of the cabinet." She chuckled at the pout on her face when she left Santana's side, when they were alone, she closed the door. "I need some help; actually an answer is more like it or advice."

"Rachel spit it out."

She dropped onto the bed beside Santana and looked down at her hands. "Where can I get…toys?"

Santana gave her a raised eyebrow and chuckled. "Toys as in the Toys R us or the kind of toys that Britts and I use?" She laughed at the bright red that ran up Rachel's face when she nodded her head. "We get the stuff off the internet; I'll give you the webpage later." She looked at her neck and snorted. "You might want to get some darker cover-up to or tell Quinn to go lower."

She pressed a hand to her neck and groaned. "Ohh I have them lower as well." She got up from the bed, headed for the door and turned back. "Thanks Santana.

"Sure, no problem."

Kurt took one look at Quinn and felt his mouth drop open. She was glowing and the smirk she had plastered on her face screamed that she had a huge secret. "You are so going to talk to me tonight!" He took her hand and almost fell over when he saw all the hickey's on her neck. "And I'll make you a garlic necklace," he winced at how many she had. "Did you go team Edward or something?"

"No," she reached back and grabbed Rachel by her hand and gave her a smoldering look that had the small brunette shiver and then nod her head. She gave her hand a slight squeeze before she released it. "I went team Rachel." Her hazel eyes twinkled.

"Team Rachel, but there's no…" he looked to see Rachel look over her shoulder at them and grin. "Our Rachel, you mean you two?" He clasped a hand to his chest and pulled Quinn over to the couch. "When did all of this happen and why didn't you tell me before?"

"What was I supposed to say, and by the way Kurt, Rachel just rocked my world?"

"Hell yes…I mean no, I don't know." He waved a finger at her. "When I called earlier were you two…" He groaned at the smirk that came over her face. He leaned in close to her and lowered his voice. "Ohhh my God, you took Rachel Berry's virginity."

"You have no idea how that makes me feel, I felt like shit at first." She looked down at her hands. "But we talked about it later and I realized that I'd given her the same thing." She gave him a small smile. "It's so different with her, she's soft and gentle and…"

"She doesn't taste like Copenhagen or give you a nasty whisker rash." Kurt added and then gave her a tight hug. "So are you going to tell your mom?"

"You mean before or after we move out of the country?"

Brittany came into the room and looked from Quinn to Kurt. She raised hands up and gave him a questioning look. "You needed something?"

"Huh?" Kurt said.

"Rachel said you needed something from the cabinet?" She shrugged her shoulders.

"That was a rouse to get your woman alone." Rachel said as she walked past her and sat down close to Quinn.

"How come all the little people abuse my vertical superiority?"

Kurt gave her a funny look. "Are you ok Britts, you sound a little strange?"

"Yep, did you guys know there's two different sheets on our beds?" She went back into the bedroom leaving the others staring after her.

"Believe it or not she does have moments when the fog clears," Quinn remarked. "It scares me sometimes, what if she's been mind fucking us all these years?"

"Like she's really just a lazy genius?" Kurt asked and then shook his head. "I'm getting a headache from just thinking about her not being dumb."

"Or she really was abducted and probed?" Mercedes said from the doorway. "That would explain her whole family wouldn't it?"

"I think it was just Santana probing her while she was sleeping." Quinn chuckled.

Mercedes dropped into a chair across from them and held up her hands. "So what are we celebrating?"

Kurt jumped up, went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of Champaign. "Love, what else." He called Brittany from the room and gave her a pleading look. "Would you get down some glasses for me, they're in the very top of the cabinet, please?"

"You interrupted our lady kisses," she pouted and moved over to the cabinet he was pointing to. "But I forgive you." She pulled down the glasses and handed them over to Kurt. Santana came out of the bedroom, wrapped her arms around Brittany and rested her head on her chest.

"Where did that come from?" Santana pointed to the bottle and then took the offered glass from Kurt.

"I keep a few bottles on hand; you never know when you're gong to have something to celebrate, like now." He held up his glass for a toast. "To our happy couple, may the road always lead you to happiness." They all touched glasses and pretty soon the small building had music blasting from inside, Champaign flowed and the girls and the 'honorary girl' Kurt danced until they fell down.

The next morning, Mercedes pressed a hand to her head and groaned. She swore after Rachel's party that she would never drink again. She looked around her at the mess the place was in and then to where Quinn and Rachel were sleeping on the floor. She tilted her head to the side and grinned with what she saw. They lay facing each other with their legs tangled. Rachel had her head on Quinn's shoulder and her hand up inside of her shirt. Quinn had her arms wrapped around Rachel and one hand buried in her hair. She had watched them the night before and thought they were acting a little strange but she put it down to them being drunk. She looked to see a snoring Kurt curled up in the chair and chuckled. On her way to the bathroom, she looked into Santana's room and clamped a hand over her eyes. They were completely naked and sprawled across each other, that's something she wasn't expecting to see.

When she came back from the bathroom, Kurt was up and making coffee. "How's the head?" He asked in a low whisper.

"Aching," she handed him a bottle of aspirin she got from the bathroom. "What's the deal with Rachel and Quinn?"

"What do you mean?" There was no way he was saying anything, he learned his lesson when they had all the problems before with rumors and what not.

She planted her hands on her hips and gave him the diva look. "Well look how they're sleeping and the way they were all over each other last night when we were dancing, it's all a little…"

"Sapphic?" He said and gave the couple a glance before he started pulling out pans for breakfast.

"Yeah I guess all though I heard that they were with Puck and Quinn does have a hickey necklace and we all know how he marks his women."

Kurt nodded his head and pointed to the refrigerator. "Could you pull out the eggs and stuff for me, I have to run up to the garage for some sugar. We remembered everything but the sugar." He made his escape and hoped that Quinn or Rachel woke up to face the music that was certain to come from Mercedes. He spent a while up at the garage rooting around in the refrigerator and cabinets in the small kitchen for anything that would be useful for their meal. When he returned, he had his arms full and ears as well.

"Ohhh my God," Mercedes threw her arms around Quinn. "This is wonderful news!" She hugged Rachel next and pointed a finger at Kurt when he came into the kitchen. "You knew but you wouldn't tell me?"

"Not my story to tell," he gave them all a grin and made his way over to the stove. "We're having eggs, bacon and toast and fresh fruit for the boring vegan, I have coffee made and fresh orange juice."

With breakfast on the table, Quinn volunteered to go and wake Brittany and Santana; she stepped into the bedroom and moved over to the bed. She leaned down close to Santana's ear and whispered. "Rise and shine Santana, Kurt made breakfast." She stepped back and grinned when she rolled to her back and opened one eye. "Nice ink work you have there." She pointed to her chest and left the room chuckling.

Santana rolled from the bed and stumbled to the bathroom; they all heard her groan before she came back out and gave them the Lopez glare. Kurt sat at the table with his mouth hanging open, seeing his friend bare ass naked was too much that early in the morning. "You get used to seeing her like that." Rachel said and held her hand out to Quinn. "What does it say on her chest?"

Quinn snorted. "Britts' tits with two arrows pointing to Santana's tits." She sat in the chair next to Rachel and gave her a tender kiss and then looked to Mercedes and Kurt when they sighed. "This stays with us until we come up with a way to break it to the guys." Rachel nodded her head.

"We still haven't told our parents, so the only ones who know are in this house."

Mercedes nodded her head and gave them a wide smile. "You know what this means right," she looked between them. "More men for me!"