Santana's P.O.V.
What in the hell is Quinn doing? We aren't negotiating a contract, this is our lives! How is she so fucking calm about this? I'm freaking the fuck out. What if we don't make it out of this? I don't want this to be the end.
"Damn! I see why you're so good at your job." Lindsey says and I try to calm myself. Lindsey just admitted that her backup plan is to kill all of us. I don't think Quinn can talk our way out of this. Fuck...we're too pretty to die. I wish I would've hugged my kids one more time...
"So my question to you is, why are you hesitating?" Quinn asks and I look at her. That's just as bad as what I said earlier! Lindsey doesn't say anything but just looks at Quinn.
"It's because you're not crazy. You're just at a point where you don't know what to do. You're able to think logically and rationally. You don't want to hurt anyone. So, if you just walk out of here right now, we'll consider it water under the bridge. Hell, I'll even help push Aiden into talking to you again." Quinn tells her.
"You should've been a shrink!" Lindsey says then laughs and clears her throat.
"I wish I could believe that Quinn, I honestly do but...I just can't. Both of you took my son from me and since I can't take him from you, I'll take you from him." She says then stands abruptly.
"Now, I'm not a horrible person so I'll let you guys maybe write a note to your kids or something. There's some paper in that folder, so have at it. I need a refill." She says then grabs her glass and makes her way back to the kitchen. Once she's far enough, I whisper to Quinn.
"You need to run. You can get to the back door if I distract her."
"No! I'm not leaving you!" Quinn whispers harshly as she pretends to hand me a piece of paper with a shaky hand. I grab her hand and look into her eyes.
"Q, you have honestly made me the happiest I've ever been in my life. I-"
"Santana...stop." She says shakily with tears rolling down her cheek. I wipe away her tear with my thumb and kiss her chastely.
"Listen to me...I love you. I love our kids. I love the life we built together. I was a fucking idiot to never have seen the beautiful future we would've had together. I appreciate every thing you've done for me. Aiden would probably be dead by now if I didn't have you by my side. You showed me a love I never thought I'd ever deserve." I rest my forehead against hers as the tears pour from her eyes. I'm trying to hold it together but she is making this incredibly hard.
"Why does this sound like a good bye? San, please. We can figure this out." Quinn's voice cracks as she speaks. I feel tears rolling down my cheeks and I take a shaky breath. Quinn cups my cheek and shakes her head against mine. I offer Quinn a genuine smile as I fight back the rest of my tears.
"You just make sure this little one knows I love them." I put my hand on her stomach then wipe her the fresh set of tears falling from her eyes.
"Pull yourself together because it's go time. You get the hell out of here and don't remarry." With that, I stand and see Lindsey leaning across the island, staring at us.
"You guys...I guess that's what real love looks like. I thought that was only some made up thing by Hollywood."
"Sure...Can I have a drink? If I'm going out, I don't want to do it sober." I say and Lindsey nods her head.
"Couldn't have said it better myself. Where do you guys hide the good stuff?" She asks as I walk over into the kitchen.
"In the basement. I'll just take a glass of wine though." Lindsey nods her head but doesn't move from her position where she can see Quinn and I both. I grab a glass then grab the bottle of wine next to Lindsey and pour the rest of it into my glass.
"I guess this is it." I say as I hold my glass up. Lindsey stands up and faces me. I move to my right slightly so that she will follow enough so she can't see Quinn. I can't see Quinn because of Lindsey's hair but god I hope she's going to the back door.
"A toast to the end of suffering." Lindsey holds her glass towards me and I clink mine against hers. She takes a drink then turns back and YES! Quinn is gone.
"Fuck! Quinn! Don't do this!" Lindsey says while pointing her gun out in front of her. She walks around the Island and I go to follow her when I see Quinn stand up from the other side and hit Lindsey in the head with the wine bottle I just sat down.
Lindsey stumbles and drops her gun but she doesn't go down. Quinn takes the opportunity to punch her in the face and I make my way around them to grab the gun. I turn around to find them grappling each other and then I hear a loud boom.
"Police! Put your hands where I can see them!" I look over to the front door and 3 officers are standing there with their guns pointed at us. Quinn shoves Lindsey and she falls backwards onto the floor.
"Stay where you are!" One officer says as another one moves closer to me.
"Drop the weapon!" She says and I drop the gun and put my hands up.
Quinn's P.O.V.
How is it that I'm the one who was almost killed and I end up in handcuffs? Why did I ever want to be apart of the legal system? This is wonderful. Sitting in my own kitchen, on the floor, handcuffed. Santana has been talking to the 2 male officers and I'm talking to the female one, after she comes back from taking Lindsey outside to, I assume, one of there cruisers. After I tell her I own the house, she helps me to my feet and takes the handcuffs off of me. I tried to contain myself but the second I could move freely, I run over to hug Santana, who isn't in handcuffs anymore either. We hold each other so tightly we're probably crushing the baby.
When Santana started to tell me goodbye, I knew I couldn't let her do whatever crazy thing she thought she was going to do. I know it wasn't the smartest idea and I could have potentially left my kids orphaned...but I'd rather they have to live with Rachel and Britt than me having to live without the love my life.
"I'm so glad you're okay." She says as she kisses the top of my head.
"I'm glad you're okay, you idiot! Why would you try to be a hero?" I ask her.
"Me?! I told you to run, not punch her! Which was seriously badass by the way. Won't lie, I'm a little turned on right now. " She says with a smirk and I hug her again.
"I hate you." I tell her.
"I love you too." She says.
"Sorry for the interruption, but we have a few more questions." The cop says. I pivot around Santana without letting her go so that I can see the police officer. As we're answering the rest of their questions, Rachel shows up, looking very disheveled.
"Oh, thank god. You two are okay." She rushes over to hug me and Santana tells the cops it's our friend so they don't bother her. I return Rachel's hug then she moves to Santana who awkwardly pats her on the shoulder twice. Soon the police leave and after telling Rachel what happened, she leaves. She tried to get us to come with her but I assure her we'd be fine since Lindsey is in custody.
"How the fuck did she get in here?" Santana says after she locks the door once Rachel leaves.
"Let's go find out." I say and take her hand. Santana and I walk through all of the kids room and our bedroom, but we don't find any broken glass. Then we check the basement, my office, our spare room and the attic...and nothing.
"She had to pick the lock or has a key. The locks are getting changed tomorrow." Santana says as we go to our bedroom. I sigh and shake my head.
"I just want to lie in bed and imagine going to sleep because I know, that won't actually happen." I say as I pull my pants down.
"Q?" Santana says from behind me and I turn my head towards her.
"Do you know you're bleeding? Why are you bleeding?" Santana points to my butt and I look down between my thighs and see...
"Oh my god...the baby!" Oh no.