Some more interaction with the old gang, trying to keep things fun for a bit, as I build up a few things with the girls.
As they walked out of the choir room Santana took a glance around the hallway before throwing Quinn up against the wall, and diving into her mouth. When she pulled back all Quinn did was laugh.
"Weren't you supposed to throw me up against the lockers?" Santana smiled and nudged her head over toward the lockers.
"Yeah, but my luck, you'd get your hair stuck in one of those cracks, or," she pointed over, "some jackass didn't put their lock all the way down and I would have rammed your back right into it, taking all the sexiness out of it."
"Look at you being all considerate."
"Oh, shut up," Santana turned red as she took her hand and guided Quinn out of McKinley.
When they got into the car, Santana sat there for moment thinking, getting a concern look from Quinn.
"You ok?"
"Yeah, I just realized something though, other than our nights out in New York, we really haven't been on an official date. I mean New York was awesome, but we were still living in the moment. We didn't decide to be a couple until the night before you headed back up to Yale."
"As much as I would like to go on an official date, you know we can't ditch these guys tonight right?" Santana sighed.
"Yeah, I know, how about tomorrow night?" Quinn smiled.
"Well as long as I spend some time with my mom during the afternoon, I can't see why not." They sealed the deal with a soft kiss, as Santana started up the car and drove away from McKinley.
When they pulled into the Breadstix parking lot, they could see all their friends playing catch up through the windows. Quinn reached over and squeezed Santana's leg who wasn't really in the mood to deal with anymore stupid questions about their relationship.
"Come on, it won't be too bad, I promise." Santana rolled her eyes.
"I know, at least Lady Hummel and Rachel will be there. Oh god, that came out way too smoothly." Quinn laughed.
"You've been close with them for months now, it's only natural."
"Yeah, but it's still weird." Santana said with a puzzled look on her face. She stepped out of the car and without even thinking immediately walked over to Quinn and found her hand.
"I've got such a cute girlfriend." Santana yanked her close.
"I thought we had a deal with the mushy stuff in front of these guys." Quinn smirked.
"Says the girl who hurried over to my side of the car to hold my hand," Santana went to let go, but Quinn predicting this, snagged her arm with her other hand before she had a chance to pull away.
"I'll be good from here on out." Santana grinned back at her.
"Sure you will."
As soon as they walked into Bredstix Kurt and Rachel screeched and sprinted over to hug Quinn, practically shoving Santana to the ground.
"What am I invisible?" Rachel looked up at her and laughed.
"Sorry roomie," she answered pulling Santana down for a big kiss on the cheek.
"Ok, my comments are starting to backfire on me," but Rachel just rolled her eyes and snagged their hands to walk them over to the large table their friends had put together.
Rachel remained standing as everyone else took a seat. She grabbed a glass of water, raised it, and coughed a few times to get everyone's attention.
"Oh, god, here we go," Santana whispered into Quinn's ear, but not quiet enough as she received a whack on the leg from Kurt who was seated on the other side of her.
"I just want to say, that although we couldn't meet up like this during the holidays like we originally planned, I'm glad that we're all here together now. This has been quite an interesting year for all of us, many of us going through some difficult times, some difficult breakups and yet still, we all somehow remained close friends. I love you all and it means the world to me to have you all here tonight." Rachel started to sit down, but then jolted back up. "Oh, and one more thing, to my amazing roommate Santana," Santana's head shot up, half startled, half petrified. "Although, it's still shocking to all of us that we're such good friends now, I am so happy to have such an incredible roommate and I would like to make a toast to you and Quinn. I never thought I'd see two people who once wanted to claw each others faces off, come together and make such a beautiful and happy couple. So here's to the two of you and your future together." Santana started to get all teary eyed and hid her blushed face as they all cheered.
"You see what that short little concoction has done to me, I go from wanting to slam her head against the table, to wanting to run over and hug her." Quinn shook her head and gave her a quick peck.
"Let the inner bitch go," she joked making Santana laugh.
"Then what will I have left."
"Me," Quinn answered without hesitation. Santana looked over at Quinn completely forgetting that all their friends were there. She refused to leave Quinn's eyes as she zoned everyone out. Something inside her was definitely changing. It was something entirely different than what she felt for Brittany, which made her both nervous and excited to see what their future had in store for them. But at the same time, she hoped that her inner bitch wouldn't leave her all together, without that she might not even be where she is right now.
For the most part it was a fun loving dinner with their old friends. Sure Tina made a few more sarcastic remarks about how evil Santana was, but Santana just ignored them realizing Tina was still bitter about her coming in at the last minute to play Rizzo, and taking the spotlight away from her again during Glee's diva week. But even Tina began to warm up to Santana after Quinn continually told everyone how wonderful Santana has been to her their entire time together, even with their little bump in the road last month.
"Ok guys," Puck interrupted as they asked for the check. "Not that I don't love hanging out at Breadstix, but my mom is out of town and with all of you here it can't be a coincidence, the Gods have spoken. How about we wrap things up here and loosen things up a bit at my place." Everyone was a little hesitant at first, because no one really knew what Puck was hinting at when he said loosen up, but of course, who could turn down a adult free party, and they all gleefully agreed.
When they arrived at Puck's house Quinn leaned over and grabbed the car keys.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to let you have fun tonight. I'll be your designated driver and anyone else's that don't want to be felt up by Puck after they pass out."
"Are you sure?" Quinn leaned forward giving each lip of Santana's its own special kiss, before slowly moving back to gaze into her eyes.
"I'm positive."
Puck had a large deck and they all sat around the patio table, exchanging story after story of their past year while having a few drinks, but of course, a simple night talking around the table was not what Puck had in mind.
"Ok folks, I think it's time we stop acting like a bunch of senior citizens, and have some fun."
"Here we go," Santana replied.
"We can play spin the bottle," Rachel slurred out, already obviously drunk off two drinks.
"You know Rach, I've already kissed most of these fools, and no offense to the rest of you, but I really don't want to waste any of my kissing on you." Santana looked over and winked at Quinn who had a faint blush with her smile.
"Ok, how about I never?" Blaine suggested.
"Well, I might as well drink everything Puck owns now," Santana continued, unable to help herself.
"Wow, I thought these drinks were supposed to loosen you up, not tighten your ass up some more." Santana stood up to charge at Puck, but Quinn, again predicting her movements, snagged her arm without even breaking her conversation with Mercedes.
"Truth or Dare?" Puck threw out there annoyed.
"Fine."
They all moved the patio furniture around so that they were a little closer to one another and Puck looked around deciding who to ask first, but of course, went straight back to Santana.
"Santana."
"Of course."
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Santana responded immediately not trusting any dare Puck would throw at her.
"Chicken."
"Does it look like I care, truth."
"Fine, out of all of us that you've been with, who's the best in bed?" He asked with his signature smirk.
"Typical, are you serious?"
"Hey, that's the game."
"And I'm not going to answer it."
"Oh, come one. The girls would be fine knowing that I rocked your world, hell they both know what the Puck master is like in bed anyway." Santana burst out laughing.
"Puck, you and Tubs over there couldn't come close to what Brit and Quinn could do if I drew you a map and placed you in the right direction." Puck's smirked remained.
"Well at least I got you to narrow it down to two. So who is it, Brittany or Quinn?"
"I thought we were here to have a good time, not stir up drama between me and the two most important people in my life." Santana was getting furious and Rachel along with Quinn tried to hold her back to calm her down.
"Will you just ask something else Noah?" Rachel said getting thrown back by the wrath of Santana.
"Fine, you just ask then."
"Ok," Rachel said stumbling to her feet to get back to her chair. "How many times have you been in love Santana?" There was a long pause as Santana stared into her empty solo cup wishing there was some more to help build her confidence. She looked up at Rachel, making sure to avoid eye contact with Brittany and Quinn as she quickly answered.
"Twice," then she stood up and walked over to the table to pour herself another drink before turning back around to face the group pretending the question never happened. "Sam, truth or dare?" Sam looked up, startled.
"Dare," Santana smirked, fully regaining her composure.
"Ok trouty mouth, I dare you to get down to your white nothingness and do a cannon ball in Puck's neighbors pool." But instead of being terrified, Sam stood up fully confident, took off his shirt, tossed it at Brittany, dropped his shorts, and took off into the neighbors yards as his friends hooted and hollered at him. Not only did he do a cannon ball, but he did a flip turned into a cannon ball, getting some more cheers from his friends, even Santana couldn't help but laugh and clap along.
Sam came running back up the deck trying to conceal his little man bits as Brittany ran over to help him dry off and change. Santana smiled as she watched her former flame take care of her new boyfriend, even more confident that they would be able to get their friendship back to what it once was. She looked over and saw Quinn still talking to Mercedes and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Quinn smiled and gave her leg a kick squeeze. Everything was finally feeling so natural, and Santana's annoyed attitude vanished for the reminder of the night, being too happy to be bothered by Pucks perverted remarks.
They did a few more rounds of truth or dare, including Rachel finally admitting to the group that she and Finn slept with one another at Mr. Schue's disastrous wedding, followed by Finn and Puck being dared to kiss each other, which they all watched with delight as they both uncomfortably grazed lips, then quickly chugged their drinks. It ended up being a pretty remarkable home coming night and as Santana and Quinn made it back to the car, Santana spun her around and gazed into Quinn's eyes.
"You ok?" Quinn asked after a minute passed by without Santana doing or say anything, but remained staring at her.
"Yeah, it's just, never mind."
"What is it?"
"Nothing," Santana tripped over her feet, but caught herself easily as she made her way over to the other side of the car.
Quinn kept her hand on Santana's leg as she drove them back to Santana's house while Santana looked on with love in her eyes. Somehow Quinn managed to get Santana to her room without disturbing anyone in the house. She helped Santana change, gave her some water and pain killers, and tucked her into bed.
"You're not leaving are you?" Santana asked sluggishly making Quinn smile.
"No, I'm just going to wash up. I'll be up along the side of you in no time." She answered as she hurried out the door.
When Quinn slipped in besides Santana she was already starting to drift off, but still managed to snuggle up against her and threw Quinn's arm around her.
"Q?"
"Yeah, sweetie."
"Thank you for not asking."
"Asking what?"
"Tonight, when Rachel asked how many times I've been in love, thanks for not putting me on the spot and asking me who the second person was." Quinn sat up and looked down at Santana who was fighting to keep her eyes open. Quinn ran her fingers through Santana's hair, but remained quiet. "You know it's you right?" Santana said in a mumble, but she could tell from Quinn's expression that she didn't understand what she said. Santana opened up her eyes wide for a moment.
"Did you hear me?" Quinn shook her head lightly.
"It's ok, we'll talk in the morning, get some sleep."
"No, I want you to know." Santana was drifting, but fought to open her mouth hoping to clearly voice what she'd wanted to say for awhile now. "I'm in love with you Quinn." She let out softly just before her eyes closed permanently for the night.