Rachel's POV:

I was waiting outside of the principal's office, if anything I just wanted to get a peak in, I needed to make sure Santana was okay. She'd been rattled since Sunday when she'd heard that she'd need to have a meeting today, and I figured it might do her some good if maybe she caught a glimpse of me waiting for her out here.

I don't think she even saw me.

I wasn't sure, but it was possible that Brittany was in there too, or the blonde might have been at home. I assumed that either Quinn or Santana told Brittany that this Andy guy was back so that could've gone a few different ways. I sort of wish that this situation didn't arise, especially not now when I was feeling so good about being with Santana. It was early, way too soon to be over thinking feelings but I really did like her. I've never been happy to show someone how I feel about them, and Friday night at her birthday party, was amazing. I just loved making her feel good, I knew she was broken, people hurt her in her past, but here I was hoping that I could make her feel comfortable, with me.

"Hey dwarf, what's up?" Quinn asked as she stood at my side.

"Please don't call me that." I told her, I felt pretty confident now that Santana and I were dating. Quinn didn't scare me anymore, because I knew Santana would tell her to back off if I asked her to, it was just how things were.

"Or what? You gonna sick Santana on me?" Quinn joked. "Come on, let's take a walk." She suggested, like I would ever agree to that at any point ever.

"Let's not." I replied.

"Just give me a chance, okay? I want to talk to you and we can't do it here." I wasn't entirely convinced. "For Santana, please."

"Okay, fine." I told her following her down the hallway. She grabbed my arm, without warning, and pulled me into the janitor's closet. Needless to say, I was now more than uncomfortable. "Quinn, what are we doing in here? Seriously, this is making me nervous." I went to open the closet door but Quinn stopped me.

"Paranoid much?" She questioned with a glare. "Relax, like I said give me a chance." She took a deep breath and then eyed me.

"What?"

"So Santana fingered you?" Quinn already had this all knowing look on her face so I didn't even know if I was supposed to answer her. "This is fucking bullshit you know."

"W-what?"

"You? You're Rachel fucking Berry, and Santana fucked you-."

"She didn't-!" I took a breath and calmed myself down; I didn't have to get into a yelling match right now. Quinn sounded annoyed and jealous, which was completely unjustified. "We didn't have intercourse."

"Stop sounding like a fucking health teacher, we're talking about fucking, so use the word fucking." Why did she have to be so crude? Okay so Santana did finger me, what was it to her?

"She didn't fuck me, she fingered me, and you should just back off. Because if I want her to finger me then she will, and if I want to give her a blowjob then I will. It's none of your business." Quinn didn't just look surprised, she looked astonished. It was as if she didn't even see me in the realm of possibility when it came to Santana even finding me remotely attractive. I didn't know whether I should feel smug or angry.

"You gave her a blowjob?" Quinn's eyes widened.

"What's the big deal? I can give my girlfriend a blowjob if I want to." And that's when it hit both of us, Quinn didn't know Santana and I were dating. That was why there was so much drama, Quinn had no idea.

"She didn't tell me." Quinn whispered.

"She would've, it's only been a few days, and with this whole Andy thing-."

"She told you about what happened with Andy?" Quinn asked skeptically.

"No…no, but I'm not pushing it." Quinn nodded. "Look I'm sorry if she didn't-."

"No, stop. It's my fault." Quinn leaned against the wall and frowned. "I was thinking too much about myself and my needs, to ever realize that maybe someone else could actually make her happy."

"But you have real true feelings for her? It's not just a sexual thing?" I asked.

"Of course it's not sexual and of course I have feelings for her." Quinn told me. "And I'm sorry, but Santana's a great person, she's kind and pretty and funny…so sue me for liking someone who doesn't look at me and immediately objectify me. She's the only person in my life who doesn't label me or make me feel inferior or ugly or-."

"I'm not mad at you." I assured her.

"What? How can you not be mad at me?"

"I get what you're feeling. I know why you feel that way about her, and I'm not going to force you to change what you feel that's not my job. All I can say is that as long as she's happy, I think we'll both be alright."

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Santana's POV

"I guess the question goes to you, Santana. Truthfully, if Andy were to stay on campus would you feel that you would not be able to have a sense of safety?" Principal Figgins asked. I looked to Dr. March, what was I supposed to say? I've grown since that happened, where the hell was Brittany right now? She was the one who should be answering that question not me.

"I can take care of myself." I told him.

"That wasn't the question Santana." Dr. March said firmly. I knew she wanted Andy out of the school just as much as I did, but that didn't mean I could lie. I didn't want the past to dictate my future, and if it came down to it, I wasn't going to pretend to be terrified of him when I wasn't.

Or maybe I was.

But right now I was so deep in this fantasy world where everyone is accepting and people won't care if Andy tells them about my condition. "Haven't you talked to Brittany-."

"He's asking you, Santana." Dr. March told me. "Would you feel safe if Andy was here?" No, of course not, how could I ever feel completely safe?

"Yes." I told them, and my brain went into this haze of uncertainty as the word came out of my mouth. I immediately gripped the chair I was sitting in. "Okay, I'm gonna go." I got up and rushed over to the door, leaving the office before my head exploded. I was moving so quickly down the hallway that I didn't even notice Brittany and Rachel waiting at my locker.

"Hi." Brittany said nervously as I stumbled with my locker combination. "San?"

"I'm sorry." I confessed to her like that would change anything and make either one of us feel better. "I couldn't lie though."

"About what? San, what are you talking about?" Brittany questioned.

"They're probably going to let Andy stay here." I told her. "And it's my fault." Brittany wrapped her arms around me and held me close for a couple of moments.

"I don't blame you, and I won't blame you. You kept me safe before, you'll do it again." She said looking into my eyes. We both pulled away at the same time. "Aren't you going to say hi to your girlfriend?" Brittany asked me nodding towards Rachel. How did Brittany know about Rachel and I?

"Well I accidently let it slip to Quinn and before I could even blink Brittany knew." Rachel said with a shrug. She walked over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I could feel my face heating up, I never would've thought that I'd be kissing my girlfriend in the middle of the hallway. I never even thought I'd have a girlfriend.

"I'll just leave you two." Brittany said kissing my cheek before she ran off down the hall to catch up with Quinn.

"What?" I asked Rachel when I saw that she was pouting.

"Tell Brittany to stop kissing you." She demanded.

"Yes ma'am anything else?" I asked.

"Nope." She said with a grin. "I like this."

"You like what?"

"Us, being with you, everything. I enjoy being able to do this…" She kissed me again this time resting her hands against my belt buckle. "Whenever I want."

"I enjoy that part too." I told her.

"What other parts do you enjoy?" She questioned flirtatiously.

"I'll tell you later." I said as I grabbed my books. "If you're lucky."

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