Where's Your Head Right Now?
'Santana.' Quinn rocked her gently as she tried to wake her up. 'San.' She whispered, brushing dark hair from the sleeping girls eyes.
'Mmmm.' Santana mumbled, hugging Quinn tighter.
'San we have to go back to the room.'
'But I'm so tired.' She whispered without opening her eyes.
'I know you are. But it's time to get up.' Quinn sighed. 'Please, for me?'
'You're always going to play that card aren't you?' Santana looked up at her smiling.
'As much as I possibly can.' Quinn assured her, smiling back down at her. 'Come on.'
'Fine.' Santana grumbled, pushing herself up and out of Quinn's embrace. 'Where's everyone else?' She said, only seeing Lauren and Tina.
'Mercedes is getting ready and the others went back to their room. Which is where we she should be.' Quinn swivelled off of the bed and extended a hand to Santana who took it smiling. 'See you guys downstairs in a bit.' Quinn shouted back as they went out of the door.
They were the last to arrive to dinner again, everyone else already sitting around the table when they walked through the doors. 'Take your sweet time.' Puck moaned.
'No one said you had to wait for us Puckerman.' Quinn said as she and Santana sat down, hands still linked.
'Mr Schu did actually.' Finn informed them, getting a gentle kick from Santana under the table.
'Anyway, we're sorry.' Quinn felt Santana snuggle down into her side. 'Someone fell asleep again.'
'That's fine Quinn,' Mr Schu smiled. 'The girls were just telling us about a certain, altercation, you guys had at the coffee shop today.'
'You told everyone?' Santana questioned, lifting her head off of the blonde's shoulder.
'Santana come on, we had to.' Rachel protested.
'Yeah, it was really wrong what those guys did to you.' Tina pointed out.
'We know that, but it's not like we can do anything about it now so..' Quinn shrugged.
'Still, I'm proud of you guys for sticking up for each other and sticking together.'
'Thanks Mr Schu.' Quinn grinned, planting a kiss on Santana's head as she settled back into Quinn's side.
'I wonder what would have happened if I had been there too?' Kurt wondered out loud.
'They would have kicked your ass for sure.' Sam said, playing with his cutlery.
'No they wouldn't have.' Quinn reassured him.
'Yeah, and even if they tried, Santana would have set them straight.' Lauren pointed out. 'The girl was like a wild animal.' Santana giggled.
'Yeah well, no one talks that way to my girl.' The rest of the glee club smiled and laughed as the two girls kissed. It was only a peck but it was the most genuine thing they had ever seen.
'Well that's all really good guys, but Santana I do think you need to be more careful. Especially at the moment.'
'I know Mr Schu.' Santana looked at him and he nodded, knowing she was smart and wouldn't be as reckless in the future. Well, he hoped she wouldn't. There was a moment of silence before it was shattered by a very hungry Noah Puckerman.
'Can we friggin order now!' He shouted. Everyone bursting out laughing now as they browsed their menus.
After they had finished eating, Mr Schu sent them right to bed. No going out for the next two nights in preparation for competition day. After a few grumbles and pouty faces they all agreed, Mr Schu giving them instructions for the following morning.
'Breakfast is at 8am sharp, no option to come later. And then rehearsal will be from 9 until..' He paused, thinking about it. 'Until I think we're ready to kick some but on Friday.' He grinned, all of them laughing at him as they set off.
Santana and Quinn took their time going back up to the room. The elevator opened on their floor and they slowly sauntered along to their room. 'You okay?' Quinn asked, swinging Santana's hand in her own as they made their way along. But the brunette seemed unresponsive. 'San?' Quinn said again, snapping her out of her trance.
'Oh, sorry Q. Erm yeah.' She smiled.
'Where's your head right now?'
'I'm just thinking.' Santana admitted. 'I don't want this trip to be over.'
'Me neither.' Quinn said, disappointed. 'But you know that doesn't mean we're over Santana.'
'Doesn't it.' Quinn stopped in her tracks. The Latina having to as well because they were linked together.
'No. It doesn't. Why would you think that?' She turned Santana to look at her.
'Come on Q. Your parents. I think they would actually shoot me if I went any where near you. I know your dad has like a collection of shotguns or something.'
'Santana.' Quinn pulled the smaller girl into her as her hands lingered around her back. 'Get this in your head okay. If my dad came at you with a shotgun, he would have to go through me first.'
'Seriously?' Santana looked shocked and confused at Quinn's notion. 'You would take a bullet for me?'
'I would take several.' Quinn grinned. 'And I know you would do the same for me.' She kissed the top of her nose. 'That is why this will not be over when we get home. No matter what my parents say or do. Okay?'
'Yeah, got it.' Santana kissed her and then turned to keep walking, reconnecting their hands as they went. 'But just so you know, I will take you up on that shotgun offer if the situation arises.'
'Noted.' Quinn giggled. 'What about your parents? Do they know about you?'
'Yeah.'
'And they're okay with it?' Quinn pried.
'Yeah, well, indifferent is the word to best describe it. They don't really care as long as it doesn't involve them.'
'So, sounds like we have a lot of fun family gatherings ahead of us.'
'Yeah, fun.' Santana rolled her eyes as they reached their hotel door. Quinn opened it and then felt Santana push her inside. She laughed as the Latina moved right towards the bed, setting her down on it and climbing over her.
'Santana, wait.' Quinn mumbled through kisses as she heard her phone buzzing from her bag.
'You know you can let it ring.' Santana informed her, wiping her mouth. But then she saw the look on Quinn's face as she studied the screen. 'Who's that? Your drug dealer looking for payment?' Santana tried to joke but then Quinn looked at her.
'It's..' She almost choked. 'It's my mum.'
