Quinn's P.O.V
I wake up this morning surprised that Santana isn't next to me. Normally she leaves for work after me. I wond- wait a second. Where the hell is Santana?! She didn't tell me she was going to work early this morning. I scramble out of the bed and grab my phone. I call her but get no answer. I know this can't be happening again. I go to check on Maya and she's still in bed asleep. Right before I get ready to call the police, my phone vibrates in my hand.
"Yeah? N a meeting. Can't talk." I sigh in relief after reading that text message.
"I could kill you. Next time you leave early, tell me" I text her and she texts back a few minutes later.
"Sorry." I shake my head and start to make breakfast for Maya.
I guess I'm still nervous from the whole kidnapping. I mean they still haven't caught that maniac. He could be ruining other peoples lives right now, at this very moment. I hope not though because I wouldn't wish that worry and heartache on my worse enemy. The police said he probably isn't in New York but I can't help but be cautious until I do know where he is. I'm disgusted with myself that I ever considered him a friend. I should have followed Roscoe and Maya's lead. Maybe if I had just gone home that day, instead of with Sam, this would have never happened. As much as I hate that it happened, I'm still just glad to have Santana back.
I go to get the bacon and find a note on it. All it says is you. You? What the hell does that mean? And why is it a note on the bacon? I take the sticky note from the bacon and start cooking. After I finish I wake Maya up and head to the bathroom to take a shower and notice another note on the mirror. This one says will. You will? I know San wrote it but I don't understand why. Is she playing some game with me? Should I look for more notes? Forget it. I don't have time for that.
Maya and I leave out and I drop her off at school then go to work. I sort of wish I could have just stayed home today. The baby is moving a little too much today. We still have no idea if it's a girl or a boy though. I want a girl because I already have a girl so I know what to do. I'm sure raising a boy will be totally different. Santana says it's a boy but that's just because that's what she wants and she something about a Mexican third eye. I shake my head at thought and try to get back to my paperwork but apparently this little one doesn't like that. I lean back in my chair and run my hand over my stomach. I think I'll call Santana. Her voice calms the baby but her touch excites it for some reason. As I put my phone up to my ear I see Brittany walk into my office. I put the phone down and look at her curiously.
"Britt. What are you doing here?" I ask but she just smiles at me and twirls the single rose she's holding in her hand. She moves by the right wall of my office and then I see Rachel walk in with a single rose in her hand too. She's wearing a black dress, opposite of Brittany's white one, and she goes to the left side of my office and stands by the wall.
"What the hell are you two doing?" The second I say that in walks Mercedes with a big smile on her face. She waves at me and moves by Britt. Do they have the same dress on? Next walks in Sam. When did they come to town? He's wearing a black suit and has a rose too. He goes and stands next to Rachel and then walks in Tina then Mike then Karen then Puck. After Puck, Kurt comes then it's Blaine. I am so confused right now. They're all in a line, facing each other, then they move away from the wall and to the middle of the room.
"Will someone tell me what's going on?" I ask but no one responds. Rachel turns her head towards me and smiles and then I see Maya walk through the middle of them, in a white dress. She comes and hands me a rose and then grabs my hand, trying to pull me out of my chair.
"Maya why aren't you in school?" I ask and she shakes her head.
"Get up mama." She says and I reluctantly stand. She pulls me into the middle of the people and then lets my hand go and squeezes herself in between Brittany and Mercedes. I look ahead of me and see Santana in a black dress with one hand behind her back and another rose in her hand. She walks toward me with a smile on her face and I laugh lightly as she comes towards me.
"What's funny?" She asks with her smile still in place as she stands in front of me.
"What is all this?" I ask. She hands me the rose then takes my hand.
"You know I love you right?" I nod.
"I know we don't talk about it but I'm really sorry I ever hurt you. I love you so much and we've been through so much together. We're having a baby and we already have a kid. You did an amazing job raising her by the way. That is one awesome little kid." Santana glances at Maya and winks then Maya giggles.
"I lost you once then you lost me but I can guarantee that won't happen again. I will always be here for you no matter what. Even when you don't want me to. You're stuck with me whether you like it or not and I will not let you go. Now that that's said, did you see my notes?" She asks and I laugh lightly.
"Yeah. What does you will mean?" I ask and she looks at me confused.
"You will? No. You got it backwards. It's will you."
"Will you?" I ask and she nods.
"Will I what?" I ask and she moves her other hand from behind her back. She opens a small box in her hand showing me a ring.
"Marry me?" I feel my eyes widen and then cloud over with tears.
"Are you...I can't...yes. Yes." I say as I nod and the tears fall down my cheeks. Santana wipes my tears with her thumb.
"Don't cry. I would have got down on one knee but I'm in a dress and I have on heels." She takes the ring out the box and slides it on my finger. I pull her into a kiss and I hear the room erupt in applause. She hugs me tight and we pull back from the kiss.
"San." I hear Brittany say and we both turn towards her.
"Quinn, is there a TV in here?" I shake my head and she says
"The guy is dead." What?
"What are you talking about?" San says.
"The dude that kidnapped you. It's on the news. I just got a text from Ashley." What?
"What? How?" I ask.
"I don't know. We need to find a TV." I grab Santana's hand and lead her to the break room. I hear everybody following behind and I cut the TV on. I turn to the news and there it is. Breaking news. Kevin Harding killed in high speed chase with police. Wow.
"Today just got even better and I didn't think that was possible." I hear Santana say from behind me. She wraps her arms around my waist and rests her hands on my stomach. The baby kicks and Santana kisses my cheek.
"He's happy too." I shake my head and Maya comes to stand in front of me. I rest my hands on her shoulders and we listen to the rest of the story.
Apparently he was getting pulled over for speeding but he wouldn't stop. They did a check on him and saw that he was wanted for kidnapping and pursued him. It turned into a full blown chase in less than 20 minutes. He got out and tried to run but once they started to gain on him, he opened fire and that was it. He's dead. Puck cuts the TV off and Santana calls Aaron. Everyone hands me their roses and congratulates me and I talk to Sam and Mercedes. I eventually talk to everyone before Santana comes back over to me. Santana, Maya and I say goodbye and walk back to my office.
"Now why is she not in school?" I ask Santana and she shrugs.
"She missed like two hours. No big deal and she wanted to be apart of it and I wanted her to be here." She says as she sits on my desk. Brittany comes in and says
"I can take Maya if you guys want to celebrate." Santana nods.
"Yeah. We're definitely going to celebrate so good thinking." I shake my head at Santana and we say our goodbyes to Maya before she leaves with Brittany.
"Did you notice you have a bouquet of flowers?" Santana asks and I nod.
"That was Rachel's idea, and the clothes. I asked her to help because I know she'd be good at this romantic shit. It was romantic right?" I nod.
"Yeah and a surprise." Santana walks around my desk and sits in front of me.
"Can you leave? I want to celebrate."
"By doing what?" I ask as I place my hands on her thighs.
"Let's just say, if you weren't already pregnant, you'd be by the end of the night." I laugh and she leans down and kisses me.
"Sadly I don't think I can leave right now." I say and she groans.
"Why not?"
"All this paperwork has to be finished."
"You can't take it home? I'll take a break from fucking you senseless then you can finish and then we can finish." Santana rolls her eyes and sighs.
"That's what I get for being with a workaholic. You have a problem Q." Santana says seriously then we both laugh.
"How about I give you something?" I say and she raises an eyebrow.
"Something like what?" She asks. I slide my hand to the inside of her thighs and slowly inch her dress up. She lifts her hips slightly and I push her dress up more.
"In your office? Really?"
"Do you want it or not?" I ask as I palm her through her underwear. She nods and I pull them down to her calves. I take her in my hand and stroke her slowly.
"So how was your day?" I ask and she looks at me.
"What? You wanna talk now?" She asks and I nod.
"I won't be able to talk in a minute so I decided to ask now." She chuckles.
"Then can we at least talk about something sexual?" She asks and I shake my head.
"No. I want to hear about your day." I lick from the base of her shaft to the tip and she moans softly.
"Good...it was good." I nod and lick around her tip.
"What did you do?" I ask and she shrugs.
"If you stop talking, I'll stop." She groans but says
"I got up...put your notes in the house and finished planning this." I dip my tongue into her slit and she throws her head back.
"Keep talking." I say before I take the head into my mouth and stroke her as I suck.
"Uhh shit...I um...had to get everything together." I take more of her into my mouth and she moans.
"Fuck that feels good." I pull back and look at her.
"What? Why'd you stop?" She asks.
"You stopped talking."
"Fine, I'll keep talking. Keep going." I take her into my mouth again and stroke her faster as I suck harder and faster.
"Shit..I um...had to...um...I can't remember." She says with labored breaths. I chuckle around her and she moans from the vibration I guess. I drop my hand and take all of her into my mouth as I can and bob my head fast.
"Oh fuck." She lifts her hips and I bob my head faster. She tightly grips my hair and I take her completely down my throat before she cums.
"Fuck..." She moans softly as she comes down from her orgasm. I slowly pull back and fix her clothes.
"Enjoy that?" I ask and she nods.
"Yeah." She says as she still tries to catch her breath.
"Wait. Why did you swallow that? Do you know how gross that is?!" Santana says stands to adjust her underwear.
"Only you would think of that." I shake my head and Santana sits back down and puts her hand on my stomach.
"I am so sorry."
"For what?" I ask.
"Not you. The baby." That makes sense. Santana has been talking to the baby a lot more lately. She even started buying children's books and I was subject to hear her read them out loud. The only interesting one is the one she read in complete spanish.
"With all the stuff this baby makes me eat, I think she'll be okay."
"He."
"We're not going to have this argument again." Santana rolls her eyes and kisses my forehead.
Santana stayed with me the entire time I finish my paperwork. After we went out to dinner then back home. I think Santana was just in a hurry to get home though the night didn't go they way she expected. The baby must have gotten excited by something and wouldn't stop moving or kicking. We were both up all night from the baby until it finally fell asleep.
"I guess this night could have gone better." I feel Santana shrug from my spot between her legs. My back is pressed against her front and her hands are on my stomach.
"Maybe but I got engaged and that psycho fucker is dead. I'd say it's been a pretty good day." I nod and she rests her chin on my shoulder. We talk a little while longer before Santana falls asleep. Moments like this make me realize how much Santana and I are just meant to be together. With all we've been through, we're still together. Hopefully nothing else happens though. Even though I'm sure we could work through it, I would rather not rock the boat. I'm happy to have a child with Santana, be pregnant with her child and engaged to her. Things can only get better from here now right?