What Did I Get Us Into

It took the girls only a matter of minutes to move the furniture back into place in Quinn's, well, now Santana's, room and to remove the plastic covering everything.

"Alright bitches, I'm going home to get crap together and shower and shit. You two better be done and showered so we can shop. We may have to work on your wardrobe as well midget.

Rachel huffed "Santana Lopez, there is nothing wrong with the way I dress. And I'll have you know that I own quite a bit of, as you would say, "normal clothes" so I resent that."

"Actually, it's true S, she really does. You can look for yourself when you get back. Now get out."

"Fine, I'm going. You better not be lying to me. If I'm going to be seen with her, it won't be dressed in argyle and animal sweaters."

"Goodbye Santana." Rachel stuck her tongue out again. But this time Santana reached over and gave it a yank. Rachel squeaked. Quinn laughed.

"I warned you Berry, next time it's coming out." Santana smirked and walked out of the room and out the front door.

"Well then. That was odd."

Quinn shrugged. "It's Santana, what did you expect. However, I've never really seen her act like this towards anyone but maybe Britt. Go figure. Now lets finish before she gets back. I don't really want to find out what she would do it we weren't ready to go."

"I agree completely."

About 30 minutes later they had made Quinn's bed and put her clothing and possessions away, leaving room for Santana's stuff as well.

"You didn't really bring all that much, Quinn."

"I know. But there's only so much I can do in a half hour. I got most of the important stuff though."

"We can shop for you when we go out as well."

"No, it's ok. I really don't want to spend your dad's money. It's nice enough that you guys are taking me in, but I can't take the money too."

"Don't be silly Quinn. That money is for you to spend as you wish. I think they would be more offended if you didn't spend any of it actually."

"I don't know Rach, maybe. I'll think about it, ok?"

"Fine. If that's the best I'm going to get from you."

"It is." Quinn leaned down and placed a quick kiss to the pouted lips of her tiny diva. "Shower?" She wiggled her eyebrows for emphasis.

Rachel rolled her eyes "Fine. Lets go."

Quinn danced when Rachel turned around, only to be caught when Rachel noticed Quinn wasn't behind her. She raised an eyebrow at the blonde.

Quinn blushed "sorry" she mumbled.

"Just for that, don't count on getting any anytime soon." Rachel smirked.

Quinn's eyes went wide. "What? No! I'm sorry Rachel!"

Rachel only laughed and walked towards her room with Quinn protesting behind her.

Rachel kept her word and kept her hands to herself during their shower. "Nope. Not until you've earned it Quinn."

"Alright, fine. I'm sorry, ok! I didn't know it could feel like it does with you! And I haven't tried it since that day. I just got excided."

"I forgive you Quinn. I really can't stay mad at you." She pulled the blonde into her arms and placed a searing kiss to her lips, slipping her tongue inside when Quinn moaned.

After a few passionate minutes, Rachel slipped a thigh between Quinn's legs and pressed against her warm center. Quinn gasped and then moaned at the contact as she rocked herself onto the toned thigh. "Oh yes Rachel!" Quinn groaned.

They were interrupted by banging on the bathroom door. "Quit fucking each other in the shower and get out here! We don't have all day! Move you asses."

"Fuck you S!"

"Nope, from what I'm hearing that's Berry's job!"

Santana moved to lay down on Rachel's very comfortable bed to wait.

"I hate her right now." Quinn mumbled.

"I know, I do too. We better get out there though. I'd really rather not have her come in here next time. We can pick this up another time."

"Agreed."

The girls separated and Rachel shut off the water.

They made their way into the bedroom clad in their towels.

"There, happy now S?"

"Thrilled. Now get your asses dressed. We've got shit to do."

Quinn rolled her eyes and made her way to her room while Rachel walked to her closet.

"No you don't shrimp. I'm dressing you today." She got up and joined Rachel. "Damn, you really do have a lot of normal clothes."

"Told ya."

Santana reached in and pulled out a pair of skinny jeans and a green t-shirt. "Here, wear this."

"Humm. I can't."

"Why the hell not?"

"Because.. Of.." Rachel held her arms out to Santana.

"Shit, sorry." She pulled out a red long sleeved top and handed it to Rachel instead.

"Thank you."

"Where else are they?"

Rachel took a deep breath before answering "My legs and stomach as well. That's why I was bleeding after Karofsky pushed me. Some of them got torn open."

"So that's why you two threw me out."

"Yes. I'm sorry about that."

"Don't be, it's cool. Now get dressed already. No more depressing shit today, alright?"

"Alright."

Another 30 minutes later, both girls were dressed and ready to leave and Santana had put her clothing and personal stuff away in Quinn's room and the spare bathroom.

"Lets go. We're hitting the grocery story for some real food. I'm driving." Santana told them before walking out of the house.

"What have I gotten us into Quinn?"

"Honestly, I'm not really sure Rach."