Thank you all for the reviews, I wrote this in my hotel room at like 2 in the morning so I apologize for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy this chapter, there's Brittany, Quinn and Che in this one.

Santana's POV

I pulled into the school parking lot and took a look out on the field. Cheer practice was just wrapping up and Brittany was walking across the lot to the locker rooms. "Britt!" I shouted out after her running to catch up. She swung around and rushed over towards me. "Where's Quinn?" I asked. After I quit the squad, Quinn and Brittany had become inseparable.

"She's with Rachy…she was going to tell Rachel about how you and her slept together. I can't believe you." I looked down; I didn't think that Brittany would be this upset with me. "You had sexy times with Quinn, but you won't have sex with me. I'm so jealous; I'm a jealous little panda." I frowned, mostly because Brittany was sad, but I just wrapped my arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a quick hug. "Can we please have a threesome?" Brittany questioned as we walked into the school.

"Uh…maybe." I said shaking my head at my ditsy friend.

I knew that Rachel would be in her English classroom, so I walked in there with Brittany still at my side. I found Quinn and Rachel giggling in seats sitting across from each other. "Hey, what's going on here?" I asked with a hint of resentment in my voice. I knew Quinn was angry sometimes, but that didn't mean she could get all cozy with Rachel.

"Hey San, we were just talking. Waiting for you to get here, we haven't seen you in three days." Quinn said standing up and wrapping her arms around me in a hug. "Rach told me she saw you get hit by him. Is this what he did?" She whispered in my ear grazing my fresh cut with her hand.

"It'll be fine." I told her letting go of the hug. I looked at Rachel who was still seated. I walked over tentatively not sure if she was going to hug me or smack me for lying about sleeping with Quinn. Rachel glanced down and looked back at me slowly with her wandering eyes.

"We'll leave you two…" Quinn said just as Rachel ran up and jumped into my arms. I held her tight, I couldn't let her go, I never wanted too. Brittany and Quinn were gone but even if they were there, I wouldn't mind showing how much I cared about Rachel in front of them.

"You scared me so much." Rachel said once we finally broke the embrace after about five minutes.

"I didn't mean to, but I couldn't let him hurt you or Che. I know it seems kinda crazy, but the arrangement at home is fine now." I told her trying to convince her not to worry.

"Tell that to this new scar under your eye." She said unconvinced. She brushed the hair out of my face away from my eyes and kissed me gently on the cheek. "Why'd he hit you? Is it because of me?" This wasn't her fault, she hadn't done anything wrong.

"It's not…it's not like that Rachel." I tried explaining.

"So it is. It's because of me-."

"No it's because of me!" I snapped unexpectedly. "My dad thought that I was…he thought I was sleeping with Puck, Quinn and Brittany in order to stay at their houses. He thought that I was being a slut, Ms. Pillsbury practically outed me to him, but I had to lie." She seemed taken aback.

"Stay with me tonight, please." She urged but all I could do was turn away from her. I couldn't leave Che at home like I did last time. "Bring Che; he can stay in the guest room." She offered.

"I'll ask, but it'll probably piss him off more." I told her as I hopped up on a desk. Rachel stood in front of me in between my legs. She began to play with my hands, touching my fingers lightly and kissing them every once in awhile. "Can we change this up a bit?" I asked her, but she just cocked her head to the side in confusion. I jumped off the desk and placed Rachel in my previous spot. Now I was between her legs and her skirt could not have looked any shorter than it did now.

I looked down at her amazingly toned legs and then up to her hips. When my eyes had finally roamed all over her body, they finally reached up to her eyes. "Like what you see?" She asked before she grabbed my collar and brought me in for a kiss. I slid her closer to me and ran my fingers up under her shirt. "My room is soundproof." She whispered huskily into my ear. She began nibbling down on my neck, and right then I knew I wanted to go over her house tonight.

"Alright I'm there." I told her backing up. "As much as I want to take you right here right now…I can hear Brittany and Quinn outside." I turned around and heard Quinn and Brittany giggle and walk into the room in a fit.

"We couldn't help it." Quinn said. Rachel tried desperately to fix her hair and slow down her breathing. I backed away and helped her down off the desk. "I can't believe you guys were gonna fuck right here." I nudged Quinn, but kept holding Rachel's hand.

"Where are you guys headed? Right to the bedroom?" Brittany asked.

"No, to my house to grab Che." Quinn looked at me as if I was crazy. "No I meant asking my dad first." I elaborated.

"Do you think he'll say yes?" Brittany asked.

"Yeah…well I hope so."

Rachel's POV

After three days, it felt amazing for Santana to be back at my house with me. Sure I wanted her all to myself, but Che was too charming not to love as well. I loved watching them bond, it really did show a different side of Santana. She was currently holding the small boy over her shoulder and swinging him around as he squealed loudly in excitement.

"Che the little plane, oh no the plane's gonna crash!" Santana shouted before dropping the boy onto a pile of comfy pillows.

"You two must be working up an appetite, I'll make some sandwiches." I offered as I got up from my spot on the couch.

"You got bananas?" Santana asked. I knew that the only thing that Che ate was peanut butter, banana, and jelly sandwiches. I nodded just before I skipped up the stairs and went into the kitchen ready to make those two goofballs some food. I was enjoying making their food when I heard the door to the basement squeak open. I turned around and saw that it was Santana, she had one of her playful smirks on her face and I didn't even want to know why.

I continued making Che's sandwich until Santana wrapped her arms around my waist. She began kissing my neck and pulling my hips into hers. "I'm starving…I wanna eat you." She wrapped her arms tighter around my hips and began grinding into me. I dropped the knife I was using to halfheartedly layer on peanut butter with. My knees were going weak and I didn't know if I would be able to stand. "Rachel…" She breathed out before her kissed began reaching my back and shoulders. I knew my sweater was getting in the way, because Santana began lifting the fabric and grinding into me harder. "…I can't wait."

"Your brother is downstairs." I said before she turned me around to face her.

"We'll be quiet." She assured me, but I didn't believe her. "Do you know how much I want you right now?" She said dropping down to her knees and attacking my stomach with kisses. I groaned when she let her tongue glide up to my bra. I pulled her up to and kissed her hard on those gorgeous lips of hers. Her hands went down to my butt and she squeezed me tight, and before I knew it, my legs were wrapped around her hips and she had me pressed up against the counter.

"Make me scream." I dared her. She began grinding her hips into my core and I couldn't stop the moans that escaped my lips. She felt so good, the way she was so in control, made me feel so good.

"Rachel?" Being caught was bad. Honestly, I think I could've handled being caught by Che though. He was only four after all, and he'd probably think we were just playing or something. The problem is we didn't get caught by Che, we got caught by my dads. Santana and I separated quickly and both looked down at the ground. Oh my god! There was no getting out of this, maybe if I just closed my eyes and counted to three this would all go away.

"Girls?" Dad and Daddy must have been shocked out of their skins, because they barley moved from the threshold of the kitchen door. "Santana…Rachel…please take a seat." Dad said. "Che's downstairs, why don't you go and check on him Leroy." Daddy looked relieved that he didn't have to deal with this because he practically sprinted down the steps.

Santana looked over at me and then took a seat like my dad said. I reluctantly took a seat next to Santana. I was so embarrassed, I'm sure my face was beet red. "Mr. Berry-." I was happy that Santana was at least trying to speak up.

"Santana, I think it would be better if I spoke this time." He said. "Now I know that you two are close, but before you take a step like that, you must be ready." Christ, he was having 'the talk' with me in front of Santana. "I have to be honest when saying that I really did not expect to find you two like…this. I thought I could leave you alone without any worries."

"Sir, this is my fault. I was pushing her towards this-." I understood that Santana was trying to save me from getting in trouble, but she didn't realize that my house was different from hers. If I got in trouble I wasn't going to get beaten, my fathers would scold me at most.

"No I wanted it too." I said boldly, much to the dismay of Santana. "Dad, I promise that Santana and I care a great deal about each other. I want you to trust us because we're old enough to deserve that." He nodded and smiled at me.

"I trust you… I trust you both." He said getting up. "But if you're going to have sex, please confine it to the bedroom. My eyes have been scared for life."