This is a very short update, figured it was better than nothing, I am thinking this will be over in about 3 more chapters. Hope you continue to enjoy:)

Santana got to school over half an hour early and found herself pacing back and forth in front of Kate's locker. It was pathetic, but she had gotten to the point of not caring. Kate had spent the entire weekend at Rachel's, she barely texted Santana back and Santana had made Quinn's life hell as punishment. Rationally, Santana knew she was fine, there was nothing wrong with spending time apart from Kate; and Santana actually felt bad for Berry. Finn was a dick and she should be glad to be rid of him. That's what Santana said on the phone when she called Rachel Sunday night.

"I...thank you Santana. I only somewhat agree with you, but I appreciate the gesture."

"Yeah, yeah, look Berry, that's kinda why I called, but not so much."

"Oh...umm what can I do for you Santana?"

"Berry, we're friends now, so as your friend I am telling you politely not to get all clingy with my girlfriend now that you're single."

"You consider us friends?"

"I said that didn't I?"

"Yes." Rachel answered happily. "But that is a little rude. Kate's my sister Santana, if I want to spend time with her I will. I will however recognize that the two of you will want to spend time alone sometimes and make myself scarce."

"That's all I ask."

"Santana..."

"What Berry?"

"I'm glad your my friend."

"Yeah Berry..." Santana hesitated for a second. "Me too. Leave me and Kate alone tomorrow."

"Bye Santana. Have a lovely afternoon."

"Later Berry."

Finally, Kate and Rachel walked into the hallway. Kate caught Santana's eye and broke out into a grin. Santana couldn't help but return it as Kate half walked, half ran over to her. She wrapped her arms around Santana's neck and pressed a quick kiss to her lips before pulling away and smiling adorably.

"Hi."

"Hi." Santana said back. "Hey Berry." She nodded to the smaller brunette as Kate released her. "I've got a surprise for you in your locker."

"Really? What is it?"

"If I tell you it stops being a surprise."

"Give me a hint!"

"No."

"Please?"

"Nope." Santana reached in and placed a kiss to Kate's cheek before turning and strutting down the hallway. "See ya later." She said with a devilish smirk.

"She's impossible." Rachel said with a laugh.

"Yeah, I kinda love it." Kate replied.

Rachel leaned against the lockers as Kate got her things. "So, I have a question to ask you..." She began. Kate turned to her and raised her eyebrows.

"Your tone of voice is scaring me a little Rach."

Rachel took a deep breath and turned to face Kate. "I want you to move in."

"Huh?"

"Move in. Live with us all the time. You me and my dads. Like a real sister."

Kate was stunned into silence. She had not been expecting that at all. To top it off, she finally reached Santana's surprise. A note was in her locker. A very sweet – but also slightly dirty – note with a couple of pieces of chocolate. It was asking her out for a date later that evening. This was a little bit too much information at once. Kate gently shoved Santana's note into her binder and turned to Rachel. "Umm...Rach that's not...I mean I can't just move in. It doesn't work like that, your dads...and there's legal stuff and..."

"My dad's have spoken to your social worker already, and your foster parents, and a lawyer. Its just a matter of filling out some paperwork and going to court to legally adopt you after a while. They could be your foster parents by this weekend if you want it."

"Are you...are you serious?"

"Yes. You're my sister Kate, and they want you around. They love you too."

"Holy shit Rachel."

"Kate, language." Rachel chided happily. "So...what's your answer?"

"Wha? I...yes." Kate finally whispered. Rachel squealed and jumped into Kate with such force that she knocked them both down in the middle of the hallway. Kate was crying a little, and Rachel was giggling and hugging her tighter than was probably healthy. The bell signaling them to go to class had long sine rang but Kate didn't care one bit. She was ecstatic, minus the whole laying on the school floor thing; that she could have done without.