New chapter! :D

Sorry I kept you waiting, life got busy. I wrote every time I got some free time.

So.. I had a different plot for this chapter, but your reviews change it a little. One of the guests comment saying Quinn's attraction to Santana seemed only physical and I can understand it; I focused on Quinn more than Quintana's relationship, but it's going to change and the girls will get more 1x1 time.

I don't want to rush to anything and for it not to make sense so thank you for being patient and keep supporting me and the story.

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Still on Santana's bed, the girls were watching "Adventure time" in complete silence. Quinn felt a pressure in her chest , she tried to focus on the screen, but her mind was elsewhere. So many questions ran through her mind and she felt her throat start to close, preventing her from getting air. They sat there like old times, but nothing was the same; Quinn had feelings for her, they fought, they kissed.. Not to mention that Quinn had no idea what the deal was with Santana and Brittany and their coming out to everyone and if Santana was into girls why did she freak about kissing her.

Quinn needed to have that talk, she had to know what was going on so her soul could rest. She began to think of a way to bring it up and ran every possible scenario in her mind. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but her anxiety was stronger and she couldn't bring herself to face the subject; she was scared of Santana's possible reaction or what she'd say, her heart raced just because she thought about telling the girl it wasn't just a kiss for her. Whatever the outcome could be, she would at least know.. But going through that conversation wasn't something she was ready for. She was sorry she didn't call Rachel before entering the house because at the moment she needed her the most.

Quinn felt Santana's hand on hers, she looked at them and then at Santana with narrowed eyes. The other girl kept watching the movie like nothing happened, but gave a little squeeze.

Quinn was sure Santana's mission was to drive her crazy; that push and pull thing was too much for her little heart, but Santana's touch gave her butterflies.

She wanted to run more than anything, but this time she decided she'd stay and see what will happen. Quinn felt like she had to start acting like a grown up and face reality, no matter how painful it could get or how different it was from the way she thought it would be.

"I have no idea what I'm doing, I'm going to regret it, she's going to hate me and it's going to be awkward.." Anxiety built up inside of her, but it was too late to go back.

Quinn laid her head, slowly, on Santana's left shoulder; she felt the other girl tense under her and take a sharp breath. It wasn't such a bold move, it used to be normal for them, but Quinn wasn't sure what was normal then.

A few seconds later, Quinn still felt the tension in Santana's body; she intended to move and end the discomfort when she felt Santana take a deep breath and laid her hand on her waist. A small smile crept on to her face as she snuggled further into Santana's side; she was sure she could get used to this.

"So, um, what do you want to do now? Watch a movie?" Santana said when the episode ended, still in the same position.

"What do you say about talking? We haven't done that in a long time." Quinn looked at her, but she kept her eyes on the TV.

Santana readjusted herself on the bed, "OK, what about?"

"What have you been up to lately?"

"Besides getting high with Puck? Nothing re-"

"Santana!" Quinn got up and smacked the other girl's arm, "Stop laughing, there isn't anything funny about turning your brain into a mush.."

"I was just messing with you," Santana was still laughing, "You spend too much time with Berry, you've lost your sense of humor."

"Ugh shut up.."

Santana's hand was still around Quinn waist, the brunette pulled her back to rest on her side and Quinn quickly forgot what they'd talked about and relaxed.

After a comfortable silence that lasted a few minutes, Santana spoke up.

"Actually, I've been taking these classes I told you about and it's going pretty well."

"I'm really proud of you." Quinn smiled, "Why don't you sing solo in Glee? It is a singing club, you know."

"I still have things to work on, but I'm preparing something. Maybe I'll even play the guitar." Santana said less confident than usual.

"You learned how to play the guitar? Can you play me something?" Quinn thought that if Santana could play like she could sing, it must be perfect.

Santana giggled at Quinn's excitement, "Not yet, I just started, I need to practice a bit more."

Quinn sighed, "Ugh, fine, but you owe me." She tried to find the comfortable position from before.

"Well, how's Sam?" Santana clenched her teeth.

Quinn made an effort not to roll her eyes, she needed to be patient, "He's good, I guess."

"You guess that your boyfriend is good?" Quinn felt the tension in Santana's body again.

"We're just friends so, yeah, I believe he's fine."

Santana moved and made Quinn sit back up. The blond saw she was about to say something, but stopped her, "It's not important, can we not talk about him?"

Santana looked in her eyes, she wanted to say something, to know more, but instead she sighed and nodded her head.

"You know, every time I go to 'Breadstix' they ask me about you, they're scared you'll come and eat all the bread sticks they have." Quinn tried to lighten the mood.

"Those bitches have nerves! I'm a regular there, they should give me a VIP membership or something." Both of them laughed.

After the laughter died Santana spoke up again, "I saw this dress in the mall and I have to get it, I just need to convince my parents to let me buy it."

"Really, S?" Quinn raised her eyebrow.

"Duh!"

"I'm sure your mom will give you money to buy yet another dress that you'll only wear once. You can open your own store with how many clothes you have."

"Don't underestimate me, Q, I always get what I want." Santana looked her straight in the eyes.

"Is that so? Interesting."

"I'm sure." She said a little quieter.

"Can I ask you something, Tana?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Do your parents know about you being.. You know..?" Quinn's cheeks were reddish.

"A lesbian?" Quinn nodded, "They do, since last week; I just got tired of hiding it."

Quinn propped up on the pillow next to Santana, she tried to gather enough confident so she could ask her some other questions she was dying to ask.

"And.. I mean, how did they react?" She took her ring off and put it back on as she waited for the answer.

*Flashback*

It was an ordinary Sunday evening and the Lopez family was almost done eating their dinner. The twins were busy, each on their own cell phone, but Santana's parents glanced at one another throughout the dinner; they saw that their daughter didn't touch her food and looked very nervous.

Santana felt like her secret was too much for her to keep carrying around, she had to get it out. She knew her parents wouldn't react badly and probably tell her she could told them sooner and not torture herself so long. Her brother and sister would be fine too, it'd only give them another reason to tease her more.

Santana wished it was that simple, but coming to terms with who you are and accepting it was hard even if you have the most accepting family in the world. Especially in Santana's case.

After long talks with Brittany that included a high amount of tears and some yelling, Santana was set on telling her family at least some of the truth.

"Mama, papa I h-have t-to tell you something." She couldn't hear a thing beside her heartbeats, but despite her stress Santana had to get it off her chest.

"Did you get knocked up?" Her sister joked.

Victoria sent her a glare and the girl immediately got back to her phone.

"Please continue, mi hija"

"Isable, Leon, can you.. Can you turn off your phones for a second?"

"What did you do and how does it relate to us?" Her brother raised his eyebrow, just like she does all the time.

"Do as your sister told you and let her talk." Santana's dad took his son's phone from his hands and put it on the table, far from him.

Her family looked at her, they waited for her to speak up, but it was too hard to say those words to them.

"It's OK, sweetie. Whatever it is we'll always love and support you, don't forget it." Her father smiled at her while her mother nodded.

Santana chewed her inner cheek, she just had to get the words out of her mouth. She hated hiding things from her family; they were her biggest source of support and she wanted to share it with them.

"I'm, I'm.." She counted to three, "I'm gay."

When she saw the smile on her parents face the pressure of telling them that she felt inside for so long vanished.

"Honey-" Her father started, but was interrupted.

"So you like to fuck girls? At least you won't get preggo."

"Leon, to your room! You won't see anything but your school until you'll graduate!" Santana's mom yelled at him an pointed at the stairs.

*end of flashback*

She smiled, "They were cool, I didn't really expect anything different; my dad actually was laughing and told me he can teach me his tricks. He got my mom to marry him, so they must work." Santana said with laughter and Quinn joined her.

"Ugh, I would want to see Victoria's face when he said that."

"Oh yeah, yeah, it was like.." Santana cleared her throat, "Usted? Enseñar nuestra hija cómo coquetear con las chicas? You never had game, si alguien le enseñaría lo que sería yo!" She imitated her mother's heavy accent.

"I didn't understand half of what you said, but it was hilarious! She'd kill you if she'd know you do that." Quinn held her stomach, she laughed so much it hurt.

"I know, that's why we'll never tell her." Santana barely managed to say that, she was too busy laughing.

"Oh and she told him that he's basically got nothing to teach me and she'd be better at that."

"You're so lucky, you have the best family in the world."

Quinn couldn't help the jealousy she felt inside; she was happy for Santana, but she knew her parents were nothing like that . While Santana got a hug and was told she was loved, Quinn's parents would've disowned her, throw her to the streets and never speak to her or about her again.

"Hey, why the long face?"

Quinn shook her head, afraid her voice would've betrayed her.

"La luz de mi mundo, Soy afortunado que son existen porque te trajeron a este mundo, para mí. Forget about them, you have other people who are willing to be your family." Santana caressed Quinn's face and wiped the tears before they'd a chance to escape the blonde's eyes.

Whenever Santana spoke Spanish, especially to her, Quinn melted; she felt her knees getting weaker, her mouth was dry and electricity ran through her body. This time was a bit different because then she felt how her panties were damp by the time Santana finished talking.

She pushed those thoughts aside only to see how close both of them were; only an inch separated their lips from recaptured the most perfect moment in Quinn's life. Screw her confusion, the unanswered questions and the consequences; for once in her life, Quinn wanted to go with her feelings.

Quinn leaned forward, she could've almost felt Santana's taste, "Q, wh-what are you d-doing?" Both of their eyes were closed.

"I don't know."

"We can't, we shouldn't.." Santana mumbled, fighting her own need for he best friend.

"What if I want it?" Quinn's senses were off, her guards were down and she succumbed to her heart will.

The girls breathed heavily on each other face. One move and everything between them would've changed forever. For the better? For the worse?

Santana's hand pulled Quinn to her, not that they needed, Quinn was eager to close the distance. Their lips brushed , causing them to gasp. It was good, it was familiar and most of all- It was right.

Quinn was about to deepen the kiss, when the girls heard Santana's father call them from downstairs. They didn't move until he was done talking and then they broke apart, flustered and blush covered their faces and ears.

Quinn was freaked out and she saw Santana was exactly like her. It was a crucial time; they could've gone back to running and screaming at each other or slowly figure their feelings. Quinn had a decision to make and not much time to do it, but maybe it was a good thing. They say you should make a decision based on your first instinct because that's what you really want to do.

Quinn wanted Santana and she was tired of running.

"Let's not make this awkward or get back to not talking, please." Quinn said softly.

"OK."

"OK."

"Quinn!" Mario gave her a tight hug the moment he saw her, "It's not acceptable to stop visiting, you've been missed."

"Don't believe him, he wants you here so we'll be even on game night." Santana grinned and gave her dad a kiss on the cheek.

"That's a lie and Quinn knows it, we love her." They walked towards the table, "Besides, You two, always win. Why would I want that?"

Quinn laughed at the exchanged and sat down.

"Everything smells really good, Victoria. Thank you."

"You're welcome. I love cooking and with the twins gone, I'm happy you're here to enjoy it." Victoria smiled as she placed the rest of the food on the table.

"And you have to stay for dessert, I made red velvet red cake you'll never forget." Mario said and took another bite of his wife's meal.

"I'm sure it tastes amazing, as always."

"You're too kind, my child."

"Don't think she's always like that, when she's not around you she becomes a punk." Santana giggled. Quinn snorted and elbowed Santana's side, "Hey!"

"If someone is a punk it'd be you, dear. Now stop teasing Quinn and eat your dinner." Victoria smirked.

"Si mama." Santana lowered her head and continued eating.

It was Quinn's turn to giggle, Santana wasn't top bitch at home and it was cute. Santana glared at her, but it only made her look cuter.

"Q, I swear, if you don't stop-" She tried to say it quietly so her parents wouldn't hear.

"Fine, you're no fun." Quinn bumped into her. Her eyes winded and she looked at the girl next to her, she was with the same expression. Both of them felt goosebumps when they touched.

Victoria and Mario looked at each other and smiled. Their daughter walked around with a grumpy face for too long, they noticed how much she was hurting and couldn't do anything. They were glad she told them she was gay, but they hoped she would also tell them about Quinn so they could finally encourage her. They tried to make her happy by doing other things, but Quinn lit her spirit up just by being near her.

Santana's parents agreed not to intervene, but gave them the push they needed. It was obvious it wasn't going to be easy, but they were positive the girls were belong together so they could jump over any obstacle that came in their way.

"No, no, Quinn you don't need to help at all." Victoria dismissed Quinn saying she'd do the dishes.

"You wouldn't say that if it was your turn to do them!" Mario said from the kitchen and the ladies laugh.

"I think I better head home, it's getting late." Quinn's voice was a little sad.

Only Victoria caught the quick pout that was on her eldest child, it was a rare sight, but again, it was because of Quinn.

"It was great seeing you again, promise you'd return soon?" Victoria said when she hugged Quinn "Maybe a sleepover at game night?".

Quinn gulped; she couldn't do a sleepover, that was just a disaster waiting to happen "I promise to visit." She smiled.

"Good. Santana, walked her to the door."

Santana rolled her eyes, "I'd do it even if you didn't tell me."

"I'm sure you'd, mi hija." She smirked when the girls turned and walked away.

"So.. I'll see you at school?" Santana played with the hem of her shirt.

"Yes. Thank you for today."

"I had fun."

"Me too.."

It was a little awkward, but they went for a hug. A tight one, like they were holding for dear life.

"Good night."

"Good night, S."

"Pick up, pick up, pick up!" Was all that ran in Quinn's mind as she waited for Rachel to answer her call.

"Tell me everything." She empathized.

Quinn laughed, "Not the usual opening? Wow."

"Quinn, I'm not kidding. Tell me!"

"OK, stop yelling at me or I'll get into an accident."

"We didn't talk about us or the kiss or Brittany-"

"So what did you talk about?" Rachel was too anxious.

"At first we just watched TV and..Um..well.." Quinn got nervous. She was thankful they weren't video chatting because then Rachel would've seen how red she got.

"What?! What happened? Tell me!"

"We cuddled, well not exactly, I just rested my head on her shoulder and she laid her hand on my waist.."

"You totally cuddled! It's so cute!"

Quinn narrowed her eyes and shook her head at the high Rachel's voice got.

"What else?"

"We talked, almost kissed, ate dinner and I left." Quinn rushed the words out of her mouth.

"Almost? Why almost?" Rachel sounded disappointed.

"Her dad called us for dinner, but it was good, like a long peck."

"And you're not stressing or freaking out or booking a ticket to some deserted island.. Are you sure you're Quinn Fabray?"

"I kept all of it just for you, aren't you happy to be my friend?"

After the laughter died Quinn spoke again, "I don't know how to explain it, it just felt natural. I'm scared, no, I'm terrified of what can happen and from people finding out. I'm not sure I can handle taking any step forward and I think neither does she, but it's like there is something pulling us to each other."

"It's normal; you found someone, but it's complicated. Just look how far you've got, the Quinn from two weeks ago would have crushed into a tree by now because she was too scared. You're so brave and strong, I'm proud of you-"

"Rach.." Tears formed in her eyes.

"No, hear me out. A few months ago I would've said you're a snob, a bitch-"

"You really know how to make a girl feel good." Quinn chuckled.

"But I was wrong; you have a huge heart and you're a great friend and you worked so hard to not let your demons control you. It's not easy and won't get easier soon, but now you have the will to fight. I'm right next to you, just don't stop believing in yourself." There was a silence for two seconds, "And in Santana."

"I wished I knew how to thank you, Rach." Quinn parked her car and wiped the tears from her eyes, "I wouldn't be here without you. I'm so sorry for everything I've ever done to you. I don't know how, but you keep me sane, thank you."

"Forget it, that's what friends are for." Quinn heard Rachel's taking a deep breath, "Oh and I'm doing a duet with Santana, we're working together tomorrow. Don't kill me. Bye." She mumbled it fast and hung up.

Quinn didn't move for five minutes, thinking if she should go hit Rachel or run and hide. There wasn't a way that Rachel wouldn't snoop around and get information from Santana, no one can hide anything from that girl. She was probably doing it for her.

Quinn smiled and sent Rachel a text, then she got out of her car, locked it and went home.

Sent: "You! I'll catch you, don't worry XDD Just don't put too much pressure on her, please."

Incoming: "I'll take good care of her ;) Good night, Quinn."

Sent: "*eye roll* Good night."

Rachel's side

Rachel convinced Santana to came to her place, she paced in her room until Santana was due to arrive. The young diva was nervous; she had a goal for that evening that she was determined to reach. Rachel Berry was gonna get an answer to if Santana really liked Quinn and why she acted like a jerk.

Quinn chased her the whole day at school, she asked her what she planned to say to Santana and warned her not to spill anything. It was extremely hard not to laugh or grin at how worried Quinn was. Rachel's lip was bruised from biting it all day to stop her from breaking her serious face and laugh.

To be honest, Rachel was frustrated with the situation; it was either the girls admit they like each other and work on getting together or go their separate ways because the middle wasn't an option anymore. It almost ruined Quinn. If playing cupid was the only way to get them together, so be it.

Who was she kidding? Rachel loved being the matchmaker and she couldn't wait to tease Quinn even more about it when it finally happens.

"Secret mission: 'get those two idiot love birds together' start" She needed a better name, but this temporary one was good enough.

Fashionably Late, Santana rang the bell and the girls went to Rachel's room where drinks waited for them.

"I'll just go ahead and say that," Santana opened her mouth before they reached the room, "You're probably the last person I wanted to do this duet with and I can't believe I'm going to hear you blubber for the next three hours." Rachel glared at her, but it didn't stop her from ending her sentence, "but you can sing so let's just get it over with so I could go back to doing my thing."

"It was only time until the girl with the strongest voice and the one in second place will perform a song . Whatever this important 'thing' is, it'd have to wait because I'm not settling for less than perfect." When Rachel didn't get any response from Santana she turned to look at her and arched her eyebrow.

"Is that Quinn's?" She moved her hand on a familiar jacket that was on a chair.

Rachel grinned, "Are those two blind? Love does makes you stupid sometimes.."

"Yes, why?" Rachel tried to play it casual.

"She left it here?"

"Yes, she did." Rachel thought it was kind of weird; what was the problem with Quinn leaving things at her place? Jealousy?

"She's never leaving things at people's houses like that, I guess you really connected." The Latina muttered.

"She's a great person, it's hard not to be friends with her."

Rachel was extremely curious what was behind Santana's eyes, she seemed to be in deep thought. Of course Rachel knew better than to push the girl in front of her too much. At least she knew her efforts weren't in vain and that all she needed.

"Let's start rehearsal, I don't want you unprepared and mess it up."

Santana glared at her ,"I can do this in my sleep and still be better than you so shut your trap, RuPaul."

Rachel rolled her eyes, how a sweet girl like Quinn fell for a girl like Santana was a mystery to her. They were friends for years, Quinn must've seen other sides that no one else saw, Rachel assumed, maybe if she'd played her cards right she would've gotten to see them as well.

While the girls worked on their duet, Rachel got glimpses of what was under Santana's solid walls; when the taller girl sang her eyes were full of emotion, you could've felt the words of the song reaching the bottom of your soul and it made Rachel shiver and it almost never happens to her.

At the moment they started to sing Santana changed, softened. Rachel recognized the same passion in the other girl, she had the same amount of it herself.

Seeing Santana in that light made Rachel think, she wondered why instead of being that person all the time Santana chose to act out and terrorize others. Was popularity such a big deal that the two people who ruled the school had to change everything about themselves to be on top?

Rachel didn't have it easy; glee was her family and safe place, but it also meant getting bullied every single day. Sometimes she wished she was more popular, to be the one dictating how things works, but it changed as she saw the painful truth behind the spotlights.

Seeing Quinn compromising herself for the protection that being above all in school gave her, opened Rachel's eyes. She wanted her best friend to see that friendship and love can give you all the power that you need, can help you get over anything. She wanted Quinn's priorities to change, the blond needed to put herself before anyone else and love who she was so she could be open to receive other's love.

The duet was ready in no time and the girls actually had fun and even laughed a few times. Rachel knew she had to work fast because Santana was about to leave and she was yet to get answers.

Santana was busy drinking the tea with honey Rachel made her drink to keep her voice well. The shorter brunet tried to be natural, she sat on her bed and looked at Quinn's jacket.

"You want to give it back to her? Wouldn't Sue kill her if she won't wear it?"

Santana's hands clenched the mug she held, "She has more than one." She thought for a moment and spoke again, "It's a thing she does, kind of marking a place she feels comfortable in. Brittany has some of her books and she has a drawer and some closet space in mine. Keep the jacket, just be careful she won't take over every empty space." She let a soft laugh at the end.

Rachel didn't need anything else; the way Santana spoke, the look in her eyes and the half smile in the corner of her mouth when she said those things was enough for her to be certain the feelings were mutual.

"I was more relaxed if she was staying here." The words spilled from her mouth before she had a chance to stop.

Santana narrowed her eyes, "What was that suppose to mean?"

Rachel couldn't let Santana know or suspect anything was off about Quinn, she swore to protect the girl not to cause more damage.

"You know how her parents get and it's just more fun to have someone around. I enjoy being around her, except when she's just leave once she think I'm talking too much, it's so rude of her-"

"Berry! How can you speak so fast? Jesus! I spent too much time around you, I better leave before you put on me the same spell you put on Q."

Something told Rachel that Santana didn't completely buy her story.

After she ate dinner and took a shower, Rachel text Quinn; she decided it was best to talk about everything face to face.

Quinn's side

Incoming: "It was a productive meeting. See you after your practice tomorrow so we can talk. Good night :)"

What do you think about the Quinntana scene and interaction, Santana's parent's, Pezberry, Rachel's slip?

*I used Google translate for the Spanish parts, don't kill me*

"mi hija" - My child.

"Usted? Enseñar nuestra hija cómo coquetear con las chicas?" - You? Teach our daughter how to flirt with girls?

"Si alguien le enseñaría que sería yo" - If someone would teach her, it'd be me.

"La luz de mi mundo, Soy afortunado que son existen porque te trajeron a este mundo, para mí" - The light of my world, I'm lucky that you are here because you were brought into this world for me

'till next time :)