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Flashbacks are in italics.

Chapter 21

Santana grins as Quinn hails a cab, realising she will hear where they're going. She slides into the car after Quinn, scooting closer to her with a smile as she pulls the door closed. The Latina clips her seatbelt into place and throws her arm around her wife, thrilled at the thought of spending all night with her without having to worry. She frowns when Quinn passes the driver a small piece of paper.

"I'm surprising her" the blonde tells the man who smiles and nods, crumpling the paper into a ball and sticking it into the ashtray. Quinn smirks at the look on her wife's face, knowing the Latina had thought she would be able to work out her surprise. "Don't be so impatient" she murmurs to her, placing a soft kiss to her lips as the driver pulls away from the sidewalk. Santana watches the buildings that they pass, completely clueless as to where they're heading and she decides to give up trying to guess. Leaving a sloppy kiss on Quinn's cheek, she snuggles into her side, smiling when her wife's warm hand takes hers. "How was your day?" the blonde asks.

"The first few hours were hell but it calmed down after we admitted some of the more critical patients, it was complete chaos when I got there but most of the patients pulled through" Santana responds sadly, thinking of the patient they lost earlier in the day.

"Are you okay?" Quinn asks softly, her gaze sympathetic.

"Yeah, we knew he wouldn't make it as soon as the paramedics brought him in but it still sucks, which is why I'm glad I get to spend my night with you so that I can think about something else" the latina tells her with a soft smile. Her smile widens when the cab stops and she looks out at the restaurant beside them, sliding out of the cab with a laugh as Quinn pays the driver. "Breadstix?" she asks, her excitement causing the blonde to laugh as she gets out of the cab to join her wife on the sidewalk.

"I found out last week that the owner opened few more restaurants, I guess New York City finally gets to see Santana Fabray-Lopez's love affair with this place" Quinn jokes lightly, taking her wife's hand and leading her inside.

"I can't believe you actually found this place" Santana grins as the approach the young man at the front of the restaurant. He smiles at them politely and motions for them to follow him, leading the women to a private booth before handing them two menus. They tell him their drink orders and Santana looks across the table at her wife with a warm smile on her features. "I love my surprise, thank you" she states once the waiter has left, leaning over to kiss Quinn softly.

"Don't thank me yet, there's more to come" the blonde tells her. "Remember our first real date?" she asks, waiting until the Latina nods before continuing. "I'd just had my first therapy session and you waited outside for me and told me you were going to cheer me up"

"That I wanted to see your beautiful smile before the night was through" Santana remembers. "It'd been a tough couple of months for you, you deserved to have a nice time" the Latina adds with a shrug.

"It was the first time I'd felt truly happy in a long time" the blonde admits. "You've done so much for me and I know I've been messing up a whole lot recently so I wanted to do something for you, to show you how much I still love and appreciate you" Quinn tells her sincerely, wiping a single tear from the corner of her eye.

"I already know that you do" the Latina beams, taking her wife's soft hands into both of hers. "And I love and appreciate you and I love that you did this for me...whatever it is that you're doing" she adds with a soft chuckle.

"Well I wanted to reenact the night that I decided I wanted to be with you forever. All the places you took me on our first date, I'll be taking you tonight but New York style instead of Lima" Quinn states, smiling at the grin that spreads across her wife's face.

Santana intertwines her fingers with Quinn's as they leave Breadstix, sighing happily and leading her girlfriend across the parking lot. Reaching the sidewalk, the Latina feels the blonde tense and she turns to look in the direction that the hazel eyes she loves are staring in. She frowns as she watches Brittany walk alongside Artie, pushing her irritation down as she realises how Quinn must be feeling, the blonde clearly thinking about that night.

"Hey" Santana murmurs to gain her girlfriend's attention, her breath hitching in her throat when stunning hazel eyes gaze back at her, a strength in them that the Latina hadn't seen for a long time.

"I'm fine" Quinn states sincerely. "I won't let her get to me" she adds, blushing at the pride on her girlfriend's face.

"Good" Santana replies simply, leaning forward to capture the blonde's pink lips with hers. The Latina can't help but feel positive as they continue walking, Quinn is making progress, a step in the right direction, a small one but it is still a step. She playfully swings their joined hands when they cross the street, Quinn gazing at her curiously.

"This is the wrong way San" she says in confusion.

"Who says we're going home?" the Latina asks slyly, "The date isn't over yet baby girl" she walk in a comfortable silence, the rhythm of their footsteps the only sound in the quiet street. Santana looks over at Quinn, the streetlight above their heads reflecting in her brown eyes as she smiles softly at the beautiful blonde."In here" she murmurs, pushing the old rusting gate of the park open, the loud creak of it's strained hinges echoing in the night air. She leads Quinn along the footpath before suddenly cutting across the grass, heading for the trees. The Latina pushes her way through the trees, making sure that none of the branches spring back and hit Quinn, finally reaching a small clearing. Santana stops a few yards away from the edge of the small stream that runs through the park and sits down, patting the space next to her. Quinn obliges, scooting as close to the Latina as she can, the black haired girl placing an arm around her.

"It's beautiful" Quinn tells her, gesturing to their surroundings, Santana nodding her agreement.

"I come here a lot." she murmurs. "When I need to think and get away from things for a little while, I've never brought anyone here before" the Latina states softly. "I've seen everything in your life, I wanted you to see everything in mine" she adds, her voice almost in a eyes gaze into hazel. "You're so beautiful Quinn and you have the kindest soul of anyone I know. I love you so much" she whispers, her hand cupping the blonde's cheek. "I need you in my life"

"You have me" Quinn replies tenderly."I'll try, for you."

"No" Santana says, shaking her head seriously. "Try for yourself, believe in yourself" the Latina whispers. "The world needs Lucy Quinn Fabray in it" she states passionately. "Doing it for yourself is doing it for me" Quinn nods, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, her heart swelling in her chest.

"I love you too" the blonde says, leaning forward and kissing the girl that she viewed as her deepens the kiss, her hands finding refuge in the latina's dark locks, feeling Santana's arms snake around her waist, her girlfriend turning into her without breaking the kiss.

"Not here" the hispanic teen whispers between heated kisses, Quinn's hands reaching out to pull at her girlfriend's shirt, Santana's hands coming down to rest on hers to stop them. "Not here" she repeats. Quinn looks around them, despite the clearing's beauty Santana is right, here isn't the right place. The now much cooler air causes a shiver to run through her body and the latina pulls her close, holding her for a moment before pulling her to her feet. "I want this to be perfect, not something you regret" Santana tells her.

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Quinn pulls her girlfriend close, leaving a scorching kiss to the full lips that she loves so much, breaking the kiss only to kick her bedroom door closed. Her hands settle on Santana's hips as she deepens the kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance as they stumble to the bed, the blonde pulling the latina down on top of her as the reach the bed.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Santana breathes, searching her girlfriend's face for any signs of hesitance, hazel lust filled eyes staring back at her.

"I'm ready" Quinn swears "Are you?" the latina attacking her lips feverishly answers her question. Santana pulls her shirt over her head, throwing it behind her as she lifts her leg over the blonde's hips, straddling her as she kisses along her jaw. Tanned fingers pull at the blonde's t'shirt, pulling it up over her head, her eyes darkening at the sight of Quinn's perfect breasts in the red lace bra. Their limbs tangle in their haste to disrobe each other, Santana unable to hold herself back as her eyes rake over Quinn's naked body.

"You are so beautiful" she husks, her lips tracing along her girlfriend's collar bone, slowly trailing feather kisses up to her neck and sucking on her pulse point, Quinn's answering moans shooting straight to the latina's core. Her hand trails down the blonde's toned stomach, her eyes staring into Quinn's questioningly, the blonde nodding and moaning loudly as her girlfriend's finger runs through the wet heat, her thumb circling her erect clit. "So fucking beautiful" Santana groans, pushing one finger into Quinn's soaking entrance, working up a steady rhythm and adding a second finger, her thumb teasing the small bundle of nerves and sending electric waves through the blonde's body.

"Don't stop" Quinn breathes, her hand slithering down to cup Santana's hot wet flesh, the latina's hips bucking as her girlfriend enters her, following the same rhythm as her. Both teenagers breath heavily as they move as one, their gaze locked. The blonde presses their lips together, their breathing growing more eratic and the kiss becoming sloppy before they pull apart, Santana's mouth latching onto Quinn's neck once more as their cries echo around the room, both girls coming undone together and each others names rip from their throats."I love you" Quinn says breathlessly, Santana's head laying on her heaving chest as they lie together in their post orgasm bliss.

"I love you too" the latina murmurs, pulling herself off of Quinn, lying beside her and taking the other girl into her arms and kissing her temple. Santana drags the duvet out from under them and pulls it across their bodies, both girls falling asleep as they hold each other.

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