I do not own Glee or the characters. I was a little disappointed that no one made mention about Santana and Quinn's hookup, and I am going to forget that Santana is with Brittany and Quinn is with Puck. Both of those relationships are toxic as hell but I digress...on to the story

On Friday night, the cast of West Side Story was time fluttering around backstage, trying to get the last preparations ready. Everyone was excited, except for Santana. She was pissed and had a scowl on her face that would rival Sue Sylvester. She had a feeling that Quinn would be out in the audience since Judy was going to be there. Pretty much everyone stayed away from Santana, they knew that she was in super bitch mode, but no one knew why. Santana was putting on her make-up when Rachel approached her.

Rachel cleared her throat, "I know we are not friends and you can barely tolerate me, but in true Broadway fashion I would like to wish you good luck. You will do an amazing job and you would be the only person who could bring Anita to life." She hoped that this would calm Santana down.

Santana looked at Rachel through the mirror. "Thanks for the pep talk, Berry, now please get away from me before you won't make it out on stage tonight," Santana replied. Rachel didn't say another word and made a hasty exit to where everyone else was talking.

"What's up with Santana? She's bitchier than ever tonight." Puck asked Rachel, "She threatened to rip my balls off if I messed up tonight." He put his hands in front of his crotch. Santana has never threatened him that fast before.

Rachel shrugged, "I don't know, all I did was wish her good luck and tell her how great she was going to be and she nearly bit my head off."

Brittany walked over to where everyone was standing, she knew exactly why Santana was being a bigger bitch than normal, "I know why Santana is upset," Brittany told them casually.

All eyes turned to Brittany, waiting for her explanation as to why Santana has been a super bitch all day. They were used to her being that way, because it was who she was, but she was downright cruel. She insulted Finn about his weight and told Rachel that 'having sex with Finn was like having sex with a sack of potatoes soaked in body spray.' Santana was out for blood and they wanted to know why.

Brittany looked at everyone, "Quinn is back in town and let's just say it wasn't a happy reunion." She told them like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Kurt was the first one to speak, "You mean her old baby sitter Quinn Fabray? The one Santana had a major crush on?" He looked pointedly at Brittany.

Brittany just nodded, "Yeah that's her. She got back in town last night, Santana had to take some things over to Quinn's mom last night and she answered the door." She was worried when Santana came back from across the street, her friend was pissed and she didn't know how to calm her down.

Mercedes spoke up, "So that explains why Santana went on a verbal rampage on everyone. If Quinn's return got her this riled up, I don't want to see what happens if they were in the same room together."

Artie rolled over and told everyone that the show would be starting in thirty minutes and they should finish up their last minute preparations. Everyone dispersed and went into different directions. Santana was staring at the mirror, playing with her napkin, trying to keep her mind off of Quinn being in the audience. Right now, she wished that the woman never had come home.

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Quinn entered the halls of McKinley with her mother; it was like going back in time. She walked past the trophy case and saw the various football trophies, basketball trophies and the cheer leading trophies. She stopped and looked at the National trophy that the Cheerios had won under Santana's captaincy. Quinn felt a surge of pride in her heart because Santana was following in her footsteps. She wondered if the girl had perfected her HBIC attitude. She made her way towards the auditorium, but instead of going in she walked to the backstage area. Quinn opened the door quietly and watched all the kids and that girl Brittany milling about.

She made her way over to the short brunette girl who was standing closest to the door, "Do you know where I can find Santana?" Quinn asked quietly.

Rachel turned around. "She's over there." She pointed over to the vanity area, where Santana was sitting and talking with Brittany.

Quinn gave the girl a smile, "Thanks." She walked off.

Rachel watched the older woman go with a puzzled look on her face. Kurt came over, watching as Quinn made her way over to Santana. They watched as Brittany got up, leaving Santana alone with the other woman. Brittany made her way over to Kurt and Rachel who were able to read her expression.

"Quinn?" Rachel asked Kurt.

Brittany nodded before Kurt could answer. "Quinn."

Rachel looked between Brittany and Kurt, "What is the deal with Quinn? What did she do to Santana that was so horrible?" She asked confused.

Kurt shook his head, "We will be here all night. Now be quiet, I want to see what's going to happen."

Quinn walked over to Santana and stood behind her in the mirror. She couldn't help but take in how beautiful she looked. Her usual long hair pinned up in a bob made her look more grown up than she was. Santana's eyes met hers in the mirror. They held each other's gaze for a few minutes, before Santana looked away.

"What are you doing here, Quinn?" Santana asked, trying to sound annoyed. Deep down she was happy that Quinn had come, but she didn't want her to know.

Quinn sighed. "I came here to see the play tonight, my mom had an extra ticket and she asked me to come with her. It's your first play and I wanted to be here for it."

Santana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "Well, isn't that nice of you, I bet I should feel special, right? I mean you missed all my other firsts, but you chose to show up here tonight." She waited for Quinn to respond.

"Listen, Munchkin…I mean Santana, I know I was gone for a long time and we lost contact, but you can't hold it against me forever. I am here now; can't you cut me a little slack?" Quinn was beyond frustrated with the situation.

Santana sighed loudly, "You know what? I don't know, all I know is you left and I don't hear from you for seven fucking years. You walk back in here like the queen of everything and expect everything to be okay? I'm not that little girl you left behind, I grew up." She got up from the vanity table leaving Quinn alone with her thoughts.

Quinn left the backstage area and found her seat next to her mother and Maribel. She sat down dejectedly, earning looks from the adults, but they didn't press her on it. The lights dimmed and the show was beginning. Santana was looking behind the curtain, looking for her parents. She spotted them in the second row in front of the stage and she saw Quinn sitting there. Her heart started beating rapidly in her chest, not because she was nervous, but because the one person she fell hard for was sitting out in the audience. They were half way through the first act when it was time for the "America" performance. Santana was on stage, Puck was saying his lines as Bernardo, the music started and she began to sing. Out in the audience her parents and Judy were looking on proudly. Quinn couldn't believe how gorgeous she looked on that stage and that dress was all kinds of hot on the girl. Quinn had to curb the not so pure thoughts she was having about Santana, she was sure they were illegal in all fifty states.

Santana and the rest of the Sharks were performing, when the Jets led by Mike Chang came in and did their couple of lines, then left the auditorium and went backstage. Quinn couldn't help but smile as Santana and the Asian girl were dancing together, she couldn't believe how graceful she was and how warm her voice had sound. The performance was over and the rest of the play went by in a blur, except for the Anita/Maria duet. Quinn was captivated by it, not because of the chemistry that was there between Santana and Rachel, but because of the passion that was in their voices. The scene was over and Santana went backstage again. Once the play was over, the cast came out onstage and took a bow as the audience gave them a standing ovation. Santana couldn't help but smile a genuine smile when she looked over at her parents and saw how proud they were of her.

The curtains closed and Santana turned to everyone, "Remember, everyone, cast party at my house tonight," Santana reminded everyone, before they left.

Santana was left alone as she changed out of her costume and put on her regular clothes. She removed all of her make-up and took her hair down, shaking it loose. Little did she know that she had company. She looked up and saw Quinn standing there with a bouquet of white lilies, Santana's favorite flowers.

"I got these for you, to say congratulations on your performance. You looked really good up there and you make a fierce Anita." She handed the flowers to Santana.

Santana took the flowers and gave her a curt smile. "Thank you, the flowers are beautiful. How did you know that lilies were my favorite?" She asked. She was completely taken aback by this gesture.

Quinn smirked. "Believe it or not, Santana Lopez, there are a lot of things about you that I know. Your love for lilies is something that I wouldn't forget." She leaned in and brushed her lips lightly against Santana's forehead, a gesture that was all too familiar to both of them. She turned and walked away, leaving a very speechless Santana behind.

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The party was in full swing at the Lopez house. The adults were upstairs and the kids were downstairs in the massive basement, having a little party of their own, complete with sparkling cider. Santana's parents were against serving alcohol to minors, even though they were in a controlled environment. They were having a good time, though, dancing and laughing, enjoying each other's company even if they were mainly the kids from Glee club. Santana had managed to keep her mind off Quinn for most of the night, but she was in turmoil, knowing that she was upstairs with her parents and other adults. For Santana, it was going to be a very long night.

Quinn was bored being upstairs with all the adults. They were talking about daily life and their kids, something Quinn had no interest in since she deals with kids in her work life. She was also tired of all the questions about why she wasn't married and why she didn't have kids. Maribel saw the distressed look on Quinn's face and made her way over to her.

"I notice that you're bored out your mind, why don't you go downstairs with Santana and the rest of the kids. Gives you a chance to spend a little bit of time with Santana, plus it would show that you are interested in her life."

Quinn looked at the older woman, "I don't know, Santana hates me. You should have seen the way she reacted to me back stage tonight. She didn't want to have anything to do with me."

Maribel shook her head. "Santana doesn't hate you; she's a little bit disappointed that you never showed up in all those years. I know my daughter, she could never hate you, and she loves you far too much. She's stubborn as you already know, but don't give up on her just yet. Santana might surprise you."

Maribel left leaving Quinn alone with her thoughts. She was trying to figure out what the woman meant. Curiosity got the best of her. She put her cup down on the island and made her way down to the basement. Maribel and Judy watched as the young woman walked out of the kitchen and towards the basement. Quinn was at the top of the steps and she heard the teenagers down there laughing and talking. She was debating on whether to go further down or to go back upstairs. She decided that being around the kids would be a whole lot more interesting than being in a room full of adults. Quinn stopped at the top of the steps, she was hesitant to go down she didn't know how everyone would act with her being there.

Tina spotted Quinn at the top of the steps and decided to have a little fun, "Santana, truth or dare?" Tina asked. This caught Quinn's attention; she didn't know that kids still played truth or dare.

Santana had a funny feeling that she was going to be the first one to be asked a question, to prove that she wasn't going to back down, she decided to answer, "Truth," Santana smirked.

Tina thought about it for a minute. "Who was your very first crush?" Tina already knew the answer to this question as well as everyone else. She just wanted her to admit it.

Santana stopped smirking and glared at Tina. The other girl knew full well who her first crush was and she had the nerve to put her on the spot like that. She didn't want to answer just in case someone had come down the stairs to check on them.

"Brittany," Santana answered, knowing it was a lie.

Brittany shook her head, "It wasn't me, Santana, it was Quinn, remember? You would go on and on about her whenever she would call you or send you an email," Brittany said.

Quinn couldn't believe what she heard. Santana had a crush on her? Everything started to make sense; her extreme hatred for Sam or anyone that took her attention, making sure that she always looked her best. She didn't pick up on it at the time and she kind of remembered Maribel mentioning it some time ago she didn't remember when though.

Santana decided to take her turn, "Let's be real here, who hasn't had a crush on their baby sitter? Besides, I was young; I got over it and moved on. Boy Chang? Truth or dare?"

Mike gave a little smile, "Dare."

Santana had a very devious look on her face. "I dare you to take your shirt off and run around in my backyard."

There was a chorus of encouragement from everyone in the basement. Mike took his shirt off and dropped it on Brittany's lap. Everyone got up and followed him outside and watched as he ran around the backyard in the cold. Quinn took advantage of their distraction as a way to make it further down the stairs. She liked the way it was set up and knew that this was Santana's sanctuary. Everyone came back into the house, laughing and cheering because Mike went through with a dare thought up by Santana.

He came back in smirking, "Didn't think I would do it, did you, Santana?" he asked teasingly as he put his shirt back on.

Santana just smirked. "I gotta admit, Boy Chang, you definitely surprised me."

"My turn," Rachel called as everyone made their way back to where they were sitting, but stopped when they saw that they weren't alone. All eyes landed on the tall blonde standing at the bottom of the stairs. Quinn wanted the earth to just open up and swallow her whole.

Santana was the first one to say something. "Isn't it a little skanky to be sneaking up on kids when they are having a moment to themselves?"

Quinn just looked at her. "Just because I'm older than you doesn't mean I'm a creeper. I wanted to see what you guys were up to down here. I don't want to spend my time around a bunch of adults that I don't have anything in common with. Besides, I want to get to know your friends; they are part of your life you know?" She wasn't trying to put Santana on the spot, but she was a little hurt by her comment.

All eyes turned to Santana. "I appreciate the offer, but you're not welcome here. Now please go back upstairs with the adults, where you belong." She was defensive but she didn't appreciate the fact that Quinn called her out like that.

The tension was thick in the room it could be cut with a knife, it was confusing to everyone because they didn't know if it was sexual, or regular tension going on between the two people in the room. This was a very awkward situation for all of them.

Finn decided to speak up, "Let her stay, Santana. She can tell us about her life in New York and the things that she has done. I think it would be very interesting to hear." It wasn't a total lie; he wanted Quinn and Santana to talk.

Santana glared at him. "No one asked you, Finnocence." She couldn't believe that they were siding with Quinn.

Puck spoke up next. "I agree with my boy Finn, let her stay. She seems cool, stop being such a bitch."

Quinn finally spoke up. "Thanks, guys, but it's clear I'm not wanted here." She turned to walk up the stairs.

All eyes were on Santana the ball was in her court they wanted to know what she was going to do with it. Santana, feeling bad, finally spoke up. "Fine, you can stay, but please don't try to act like you're our mother."

The game of truth or dare continued until everyone was pretty much truth or dared out. Brittany was whispering in Tina's ear, she had a huge grin on her face that had everyone looking kind of nervous. Tina never smiled that big unless there was something about to happen.

Tina tried to keep a neutral face, "I have a suggestion, why don't we play spin the bottle?" Tina tried not to smirk. She knew without a doubt that sparks were flying between Quinn and Santana.

Mercedes was the first one to object. "Oh hell to the no! We are not playing spin the bottle we always end up with a jealous Santana and sometimes Kurt. I don't want to have to deal with those two.

Quinn nodded in agreement. "I don't think that's an appropriate game to play, especially with me here. I can go back upstairs and you guys can play."

Kurt spoke up. "What's the matter, Quinn? Are you afraid that you might have to kiss one of us and we will go home and tell our parents about us locking lips with a much older woman?" He challenged, he had an idea of what was going on.

Quinn looked at Santana, who did nothing but smirk and raise her eyebrow. She knew that she was being challenged and there was no way she was going out without a fight. Yes, she is an adult, but odds are she would end up kissing Santana instead of anyone else. She was caught between the devil and the angel she knew what she had to do.

"No, I'm not scared, it just wouldn't be right for me to play, but you can." She told them, she didn't want to make an awkward situation anymore awkward. Quinn looked over in Santana's direction and saw a look of disappointment on the girls face, "You know what? I'll play" She sat down on the floor with the rest of the kids.

Santana got up and picked up the empty sparkling cider bottle, placing it in the middle of the circle. Since Santana got the bottle she had to go first. She spun the bottle quickly and everyone watched in fascination where it landed. The bottle landed on Brittany, much to Santana's relief; she didn't know if she could handle kissing Quinn. It was no secret to anyone in the room that Santana and Brittany used to be a thing back in tenth and eleventh grade. Quinn watched as Santana and Brittany made their way towards each other. The kiss was soft and sweet, with a little bit of passion. Quinn turned her head, feeling like she was intruding in a very private moment. A part of her wanted to pull her away from the other girl and a small part of her was turned on by the display. She was disgusted at herself for the thoughts she was having and the tingling sensation in her stomach.

Santana was the first to pull away, leaving Brittany disappointed. She missed the sweet lady kisses that they used to share. It felt weird having the other girl's boyfriend watch and then Quinn was there watching as well, but it was hot. The game continued on and to Quinn's surprise, she only had to kiss one person and that was Kurt. It wasn't a full on kiss, but a little peck on the lips. It was enough for the both of them. It was Santana's turn again and by some twist of fate it landed on Quinn. Tina couldn't help but smirk, followed by an equally excited Brittany, who was practically bouncing up and down.

"This will definitely be hot," Puck whispered to Finn. This was the moment everyone seemed to be waiting for.

Brown eyes met hazel, both in surprise and understanding. It was just a game and they were taking one for the team. They moved closer to each other and Santana unconsciously licked her lips in anticipation of what was about to happen. Quinn was at war with herself, she knew on some level this was wrong beyond the telling of it. She practically raised Santana and considered her a little sister, this was her munchkin, a very grown up version. Quinn leaned in and their lips touched, softly at first. She closed her eyes as she traced her tongue lightly along Santana's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Instinctively, Santana opened her mouth, allowing the other woman's tongue entrance as the kissed deepened and their tongues did a little dance. Santana had thought about what it would be like to kiss Quinn and now she was getting the chance. It was intense and full of emotion, emotion that Santana never felt when kissing Brittany. Santana unconsciously cupped Quinn's face, intensifying the kiss. It was as if they were the only ones in the room.

Brittany spoke first, "Wow, this is so hot."

This brought Santana and Quinn away from each other, both trying to catch their breath. Their eyes locked and they exchanged a look that no one else was able to decipher. Once they came back to themselves, the realization of what they had done dawned on Quinn. She stood up and bolted up the stairs, leaving a very surprised group of teenagers and a very disappointed and teary eyed Santana behind. The party ended at the Lopez house and everybody went home, save for Rachel Berry. She decided to stay behind and help Santana with the cleanup. She also knew that Santana hadn't been the same since she shared that kiss with Quinn. It was obvious to her that Santana still loved her very much and looking at Quinn she could tell that something was there as well.

Santana sighed, "Why are you still here, Rachel? Aren't your dads expecting you home?" Santana asked as she continued picking up the paper cups around the basement.

Rachel cleared her throat, "It would be bad manners on my part to leave the hostess to clean up by herself. Besides, my dads are out of town tonight and will only be back tomorrow morning. I'm not pressed for time and also your parents told them that I could stay the night."

Santana just rolled her eyes and tried to ignore the other girl, "Look, I appreciate it alright, but don't say anything to anyone at school about this. I have a reputation to keep."

Rachel tried to think of something to get Santana to talk about her kiss with Quinn tonight. The girl was clearly torn about it that much was obvious, "I know what it's like to have a crush on someone who is older than you. I used to have a crush on Mr. Schue when we were sophomores. Nothing came of it, though, because he is a teacher and I am a student and I was entirely too young," She started out.

Santana looked at her. "Why exactly are you telling me this? I don't have a crush on Quinn."

Rachel wasn't buying it, "Your facial expressions and your body language doesn't lie, especially when she is involved. You look at her the way I look at Finn and how you used to look at Brittany when she was with Artie. You're not as sneaky as you think. Quinn is very pretty, Santana, and I can understand why you would have a crush on her." She knew she had Santana there.

Santana didn't say anything else as she and Rachel finished cleaning up the basement in silence. She couldn't stop thinking about the softness of Quinn's lips and tongue, and of how she tasted. Santana could taste peaches and the hint of champagne that she had drunk. It was a taste that was uniquely Quinn. Santana was however still upset that Quinn didn't keep her promise and she was going to make it known the next time she saw her.

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Quinn entered the house, knowing it was empty. Her mother was still at the Lopez's. She couldn't believe that she kissed Santana and had liked it. The little girl who she baby sat and pretty much helped raise was kissing her like she was older than her seventeen years. She felt sick to the stomach because she felt like she took advantage of someone who trusted her. But on the other hand it had looked like Santana wanted it as much as she did and enjoyed herself. Quinn threw herself on her bed and tried not to think of the come hither stare that Santana had given her. How could someone so young be so fucking seductive? She wanted to continue feeling the softness of her lips and the warmth of her mouth. She shook her head, trying to rid herself of her thoughts. She grabbed her cellphone off the counter and pressed the speed dial button for Amber.

"Hello?" Amber's soft voice came across the line.

Quinn sighed, "Amber, its Quinn. I did a very bad thing." She exhaled lightly.

She could hear the girl on the end gasp softly, waiting for her to finish. Amber had been her best friend for years and they confided in each other. They knew more about each other than others and it continued to be that way over the years. Quinn knew that Amber would never judge her. "What did you do Quinn?"

Quinn realized that it was now or never," I kissed Santana, and I liked it. I'm going to go to a special kind of hell because of this." She confessed covering her eyes with her arm.

Amber tried to suppress her laugh, "So you kissed Santana. What is the big deal about that? She is almost legal."

"You don't understand, all of her friends were there and they saw. How can they ever look me in the face again? I practically tongue fucked their friend into oblivion." She explained.

"Did Santana kiss you back?" Amber asked, it was a very simple question.

Quinn licked her lips, "She kissed me back, as a matter of fact, she was the one who kissed me first. The girl is a very good kisser." She admitted that much.

Amber chuckled, "Then you have nothing to worry about then. She initiated the kiss and didn't stop it so I am sure she didn't have a problem with it at all. Think about that while you're sleeping, it's late and I need my rest. I'll talk to you later."

Quinn hung up the phone and tried not to think about the kiss that she shared with Santana. It was going to be one long night.

Another chapter posted my lovelies, it's like Christmas in April. Thank you to everyone who reviewed and stayed with this story even if it's been ages since it's been updated. Hopefully i can start posting again on a regular basis, I'm not making any promises though. Until next time my lovelies-XOXO-NR :-)