A slow week at work means good things for the FAB readers of my story!
You are a great group of people and it's been awesome getting to know a few of you better over the past week or so.
Long weekend coming up for me so I thought I'd celebrate with another chapter!
Enjoy :)
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Quinn's mouth opened and closed, she wasn't quite sure what to say and she had already planned the conversation in her head various ways. She didn't however plan for the possibility of a drunk Rachel.
"Is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"Are you in love with Santana?"
Everyone in the bar had now stopped their own conversations and were watching the exchange. Quinn moved out from behind the bar...now wasn't the time or place.
"Rach let's not do this here." Quinn was normally a private person and this was not exactly what she had in mind when it came to talking things out with Rachel. If it was done right she was sure they could actually have a proper conversation with no anger.
"Just answer the question Quinn."
"You've been drinking let's just go and talk about this at home." Quinn took Rachel's elbow in her hand to steer her towards the office but it was viciously shrugged off.
"ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH HER?"
Rachel's voice was loud and commanding she wasn't going to budge without an answer.
"I could be." Quinn replied in a quieter tone, her own anger was starting to boil but there were customers and her employees in the vicinity so she was trying to keep it in check.
"Sorry what was that? Please do share it with all your minions."
Quinn went from angry to furious in a matter of seconds. It seemed like Rachel was hell bent on making a spectacle of the situation and for Quinn to be the star of the show.
"Say it Quinn…."
Rachel was very aware on how exactly to push Quinn's buttons for a desired reaction.
"DO NOT push me Rachel!"
"Then why don't you just fucking say it?"
The room was silent. Quinn pushed her shoulders back and cocked her head slightly to one side. Santana in the meantime felt sick to her stomach on the other side of the room.
"YES! I am falling in love with Santana…..are you pleased with yourself?"
If this is what Rachel wanted who was she to deny her?
"Well I'm pleased that I've been sleeping with Tamara for the past two months and I didn't wait around….."
SLAP
Quinn's hand connected with Rachel's cheek in spectacular fashion.
"How dare you…." Quinn snarled through gritted teeth.
"I didn't even know Santana two months ago so I guess my doubts about us were warranted."
SLAP
Rachel's return slap wasn't quite the same as Quinn's but it still stung like a bitch.
"Oh no she didn't." Santana went to move from her seat but was stopped by Kurt
"Let them deal with this San."
"Sit back and watch that bitch hit Quinn? I don't think so." Santana was fuming.
Quinn placed her hand over her cheek, frustrated that it had come to this.
"I may have had my sexual needs fulfilled but I didn't fall in love with someone else Quinn."
"So having your needs fulfilled for two fucking months makes YOU the victim here does it? That's fucking laughable."
"We could have got beyond sex! But we can't move beyond you falling for some slut who threw herself at you…..who might I add is probably only after your money….our money! This is my bar too you know."
"Oh fuck Stace grab her!" Steph's voice brought the two warring women back to reality and they both swung their heads to the commotion a few yards away.
Stacey managed to put herself in between Santana and Rachel, although she was struggling to keep her there as an expletive laden rant in Spanish erupted from the Latina's mouth.
"Noah clear this place out now." Steph commanded. The less people around to witness this the better.
"I think it's a good idea you leave as well." Quinn's voice was dangerously low when she turned to meet Rachel's glare once more.
"I will gladly go home to my house, I suggest you find alternative arrangements perhaps with your new lover who it seems has forgotten how to speak English."
"Oh fuck no!" Santana spat out as she tried to push past her colleague again.
"Little help here guys…." Stacey was really struggling to hold onto Santana.
Quinn shook her head as she moved away from Rachel towards the Latina.
"San please calm down." Quinn got in Santana's face to break the stare down she was having with Rachel.
"Someone call Peter fucking Jackson one of his Hobbits is on the loose." Santana called out angrily.
"Please….." Quinn pleaded with her once again whilst trying to hold back her smirk the last thing she wanted was for Rachel to bring a law suit against Santana.
Quinn's eyes spoke a thousand words and soon Santana relaxed she held her hands up and backed off, she would probably kill the bitch if she got her hands on her anyway.
"Well trained I see." Rachel chuckled to herself as she drank the final mouthful from her glass.
"Go shave your feet Hobbit."
There were a few chuckles from the other staff members around the bar. Quinn turned back to Rachel, her face was hard and her eyes were steel. No one else in the room had ever seen this side of her they had heard stories but had never witnessed it first-hand.
"You have two minutes to get your bag and get the fuck out of my bar."
"Our bar!"
Rachel stared back in defiance before launching the glass in her hand against the brick wall beside Quinn. She stormed up the stairs to get her bag and left in equally dramatic fashion demanding a ride home from Noah. He looked to Quinn with a questioning glance which she simply nodded to and the door shut behind them. The sound of Quinn's heart beating in her ears made her completely unaware of anything around her.
"QUINN!" Steph yelled interrupting her frozen state.
"What?" she snapped back at her manager.
All the anger in Quinn's body melted when she saw Steph's hand pressed along the side of Santana's head, blood clearly visible through her fingers.
"I think we may need to get to the E.R."
"Jesus! Santana what happened?"
Quinn rushed to her side and placed her hand against the brunette's cheek.
"Seems like your girlfriend is getting the last laugh after all."
Quinn looked at her confused.
"Flying glass has to go somewhere Q….Come on San I think you may need stitches."
Steph placed a napkin over the cut and helped the girl to her feet, the thickened bottom half of the glass had managed to hit Santana directly in her temple knocking her off her feet and allowing for a gash along her hairline.
"I'll take her." Quinn began to pat her pockets for imaginary keys, she already knew hers were on her desk upstairs.
"You are in no fit state to drive, lock this place up and I will call you when we are done."
Steph said firmly she had always been good in volatile situations and the last thing she needed was for Quinn to drive off the road in her emotionally charged state.
"Put pressure on this San." Steph pulled Santana's hand up to her head as they moved to the exit.
"Kurt are you coming?" Steph snapped her fingers in his direction.
"Um…yeah."
Kurt was still in shock and slightly nauseous from the sight of blood.
"Kurt hates hospitals." Santana said quietly.
"I offered to take him home."
"I can take Kurt." Quinn called out earning a stern look from her friend.
"I will be ok I promise, I need to close up and by then I will be fine."
"I can help Quinn unless you need me San?" Kurt was thankful for the option.
"I'll be fine." Santana smiled at him.
"Let's go then." Steph held the door open for them both to walk through.
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"Ok Miss Lopez that should heal up pretty well and should barely leave a scar."
"Thanks doc."
8 stitches later Santana and Steph were finally free to leave the E.R.
"You go and sign whatever you need to and I'll give Quinn a call and let her know what's going on."
Santana nodded and followed the doctor to the desk to sign some paperwork. Her mind had been on Quinn since they left the bar. Was she ok? Where was she? It had actually helped when it came to putting the stitches in as she was not at all focused on the needle sliding through her skin.
"Did you reach her?" Santana queried when she joined Steph once more.
"Yep and she was relieved to say the least."
"Is she ok?"
"I think so, things are pretty fucked up and tonight couldn't really have gone any worse."
"It could if I had got my hands on that little troll."
"Yes and we are all thankful you didn't."
"She has been cheating on Quinn for two months….."
"Let's not get into who is right and who is wrong."
"Hey I don't doubt that Quinn and I over stepped the line on a few occasions."
"Everyone has…..what's more important is we support Quinn through all of this."
"Of course."
"So perhaps try and avoid dragging her to bed for a little bit longer."
Santana scoffed out loud.
"I'm not a caveman Steph."
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As they pulled up outside Santana's apartment building they recognized a familiar black car. They couldn't be sure how long Quinn had been waiting even after dropping Kurt home.
"Do you want me to come up?" Steph asked as the driver's door on the black car opened and Quinn got out.
"I'll be fine from here Steph, it must be time for you to get home."
"My babysitter is probably asleep ha ha."
"Oh shit how many extra hours has she had to work?"
"Just a few."
"I will give you the cash for that Steph I'm so sorry."
"It's ok, Quinn has already said she will cover it."
Santana and Steph both looked towards the blonde who was standing a couple of feet away from the car giving them some privacy.
"I will text you in the morning." Santana opened the door and pulled herself from the car.
"Please do…..are you ladies going to be ok?" Steph addressed them both now.
"I'm sure we will." Santana smiled at a nodding Quinn before shutting the door of the car.
"Hey." Santana smiled more directly at the blonde.
"Hey…..are you ok?"
"Yeah it's just a little war wound."
Quinn took Santana's chin in her fingers and turned her head to the side to inspect the damage.
"It'll be ok Q."
"I'm so sorry Santana."
Quinn's eyes were bloodshot and glassy and it broke Santana's heart to see her like that.
"It's cold, let's go inside." Santana held out her arm and Quinn stepped into her side allowing her to wrap it around the blonde's shoulders.
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"Do you want to talk about it?"
Santana put her coffee cup down on the table and turned her body towards Quinn.
"I….well….." Quinn wasn't sure where to start.
"Perhaps it's better to sleep on it first."
"Yeah I think so…..I know there is a lot to be said but I just don't know where to start. Rachel normally isn't like that…..Diva yes….over exaggerating sure….but she was….."
"Emotions and alcohol never mix well…If you just give me a minute I can make sure my bedroom is in a respectable state for you."
"Oh god don't even worry about that lets just go to bed."
Quinn held out her hand to the brunette who hesitated in taking it.
"San?"
"I can stay out here if you'd prefer to have some time to yourself?"
"You have a head injury! You are sleeping in your own bed don't be so silly, if you'd prefer not to share then I will stay out here."
"Are you ok to share?"
"More than ok come on…..I need to borrow something to sleep in."
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"I'm now debating whether this was in fact a good idea." Santana spoke into the darkness. She was laying on her back staring at the ceiling and she knew Quinn was doing the same.
"Are you nervous?" Quinn laughed softly which felt good considering the majority of her emotions had been bad tonight.
"I kinda am."
"Why are you nervous? And why are you so far away." Quinn moved her foot across the bed and touched Santana's leg which made the brunette jump out of her skin and the blonde laugh harder this time.
"Don't laugh! your feet are cold and gave me a fright."
"Yep I'm sure that's the reason you nearly hit the roof."
"Fine you're right…..I'm just not sure what is ok and what isn't right now."
"Would you object to me moving a little closer towards you?"
"No of course not." It was Santana's turn to laugh now.
"Good because im cold." Quinn slid across the bed and lifted Santana's arm so she could snuggle into her side.
"Better than a hot water bottle?"
"Mmmm much and you smell so good." Quinn's whisper tickled Santana's neck.
"Have you got some cray cray obsession with smelling people?"
"I most certainly do not…..you just smell better than a lot of people."
A pale arm crossed over Santana's chest and Quinn's hand was soon resting behind her neck. Santana worked on trying to keep her breathing steady but inside she was going crazy.
"You ok there hon?" Quinn could feel Santana's heart beating really fast and it made her smile.
"I'm fine."
Quinn moved her hand to turn Santana's head towards her, even in the darkness of the room her eyes said it all. Quinn lifted her leg and hooked it around her bed mates, intentionally or not her thigh briefly made contact with the younger girl's core causing Santana's eyes to roll and her breath to hitch yet again.
"Quinn…"
"Yeah?"
"Would it be extremely bad timing to kiss you right now?"
"I think it would be extremely detrimental to your health if you don't."
Santana rolled tightly so they were now facing each other properly and their bodies were flush.
"I just want to kiss you." She didn't wait for a response before she closed the gap between them and hungrily attacked the blonde's lips.
Moisture on Santana's cheek forced her to pull away from their intense make out session some 5 minutes later.
"Quinn…..what's wrong?"
A concerned Santana panted as she turned on the lamp beside her bed.
"Oh my god." Quinn rolled away from the girl only deepening her concern.
"Hey….talk to me."
"I can't believe I am crying…..especially all over you….especially right now." Quinn groaned.
"Hey my kisses are a beautiful thang….they make people weep."
Quinn laughed out loud appreciating Santana's attempt to lighten the situation.
"My emotions are all over the place right now."
"Well duh! Of course they are."
"I'm sorry Santana let's just go back to where we left off…." Quinn rolled back towards her and joined their lips again.
Santana kissed her for a few seconds before pulling away.
"Or how about you snuggle up in here and we get some rest." She said softly as she held open her arms, Quinn simply nodded and melted into her embrace.
"You know I'm impressed that you haven't tried anything even remotely resembling getting rid of my clothes."
"I would be a total liar if I said the thought hadn't crossed my mind."
Santana could feel Quinn's smile against her neck.
"Good things come to those who wait."
"Hey you are here in my arms I've already got the golden ticket."
"Willy wonka?"
"Damn right."
"How are you so adorable?"
"You better check that one with my Mom and Dad."
"Ha ha that I will gladly do."
"Actually my brother is coming here next week so we will probably have a big family dinner or something…..I'd ah…..I'd really like it if you came with me….If it's moving to quick or whatever just tell me! I swear I won't be offended… if you want to leave the whole meet the family thing till a little bit further down the track it's ok with me…I mean we aren't exactly dating or anything…I just"
"San"
"Yeah?"
"You are rambling…..I'd love to meet your family now go to sleep." A soft kiss to her pulse point made Santana's entire body tingle.
"Hey Quinn…."
"Sleep Santana."
"I know…..just one thing."
"What can I help you with?"
"Are you really falling in love with me?"
Quinn's cheeks instantly went pink, she had completely forgotten that she had told a bar of thank fully not too many people that she was basically in love with Santana.
"It's ok if you said it in anger or whatever and didn't actually mean it."
"I believe I am…..however I'd like the chance to do it all over again properly this time if that's ok with you?"
"I can live with that."
"Good! Sweet dreams San."
"Quinn."
"Yes?" Santana could tell by the tone of the older woman's voice that she was smiling.
"I believe I am too by the way"
"You are?"
"Yeah but like you I look forward to doing this again."
"Meet you back here sometime soon then huh?"
"Ha ha hell yes."
"It's a date! Goodnight San."
"Quinn." Quinn groaned beside her which made Santana laugh.
"I'm kidding…. goodnight beautiful." Santana kissed the top of Quinn's head and they both fell into a blissfully happy sleep.
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Santana was woken the next morning by gentle kisses on various parts of her face.
"Mmmmm I could get used to waking up like that on a regular basis." She said before she had even opened her.
"You looked so peaceful but I couldn't not say goodbye."
"You're going?" Santana eyes were wide open now.
"I need to go home."
"I can come with you." Santana went to sit up but was pushed back down.
"I don't think any good can come from that option."
"Will you be safe?"
"Of course I will Rachel will have had a chance to calm down and sober up and there are some things we need to discuss."
"Like your relationship?" Santana had a deep lying fear that Rachel could possibly turn things around and convince Quinn to work on building their relationship back to what it was.
"No….I think we are pretty clear on where that stands….there are some financial things and other matters that we need to make some decisions on though."
"Ok…..so um I guess I will see you at the bar?"
"You aren't working tonight! You have stitches in your head who are you trying to kid?"
"It's hardly life threatening Quinn and I don't want to stress Steph out."
"She won't be working either you both had a very late night thanks to me."
"Does that mean you aren't working today either?" Santana winked at the blonde and a grin played at the corner of her mouth.
"I will need to go in initially."
"But you could be convinced to leave early?"
"That would depend…."
"I need a nurse to look after me, I have a head injury after all."
"Oh really? I've been reassured said head injury is not life threatening."
"Ok how about I just want you to myself all night?"
"I'll get here as soon as I can." Quinn leant down and pecked the girls' lips.
"Is that all I'm getting? I have to go hours without you and all I get is a peck on the lips goodbye."
"Gee I don't know high maintenance and needy…..what am I getting myself into?"
"I'm sure the wild, hot and ridiculously amazing sex you're gonna be getting will more than make up for the high maintenance and needy aspects."
"Fuck ok you win…..i can't banter with you when you are going to bring sex in to it."
"Awwww why not?" A sly grin spread across the brunettes face.
"Because it's been far too long since I've had any, I'm fighting with myself not to ravage you right now."
"I wouldn't stop you."
"I know that."
"Just keep in mind we have had 3 dates and slept together twice.
"3 dates?"
"Correct me if I'm wrong but we have had a coffee date, Drinks at a bar and we have been to a party together."
"If you call not even getting to drink said coffee because you kissed me and me being drunk enough I fell asleep on you at the work drinks as dates then we may have a slightly different view on dating."
"Semantics Q….."
"How about I take you out tonight? Show you what dating me is actually about."
"So we are dating?"
"Well that's up to you, why don't you think about it and let me know." Quinn kissed her more passionately this time.
"Thought about it."
"And?"
"Totally dating…..exclusively may I add."
"Sounds good to me, ok I really must get going. I shall keep in touch over the day and if you need anything just call me."
"I Will do." Santana blew the blonde a kiss as she left the room.