Hey awesome readers! It's Friday here so I thought I'd get something up for the weekend :)
It's a little shorter than usual but hopefully it will wet your appetites enough!
Have a happy and safe weekend
Enjoy
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Life had gone back to normal after Quinn's Birthday, The security situation was all running smoothly, Shelby had kept her distance apart from a couple of text messages, the bar was extremely busy most nights and best of all they hadn't seen or heard a peep from Luke once. All in all Quinn was a happy lady.
"Are you going home anytime soon?" Santana's voice at her office door brought her back to reality.
"I thought I'd stick around and give my girlfriend a ride home."
"Q you have been here for 10 hours already, you are exhausted."
"What's a couple of extra hours then?"
Santana simply raised an eyebrow at her lover.
"I'm fine really San I've managed to get heaps done tonight so I can have the day off with you tomorrow."
"That's awesome but now you need to rest, I can get one of my henchmen to bring me home."
"You make it sound like you don't want me here."
"It's true my other girlfriend is dropping by in about half an hour and I don't want you to cross paths." Santana grinned at the blonde.
"Ah I see I would hate to cause you any inconvenience babe."
"Ha ha in all seriousness though you are going to be no good to me tomorrow if you stay in bed till 3pm because you worked yourself into a zombie like state."
"Alright alright I'll go. Will you text me when you are on your way home?" Quinn clicked her lap top to shut down and pushed herself away from the desk.
"Of course."
"And what state of undress would you like me in when you get there?" a playful glint sparkled in hazel eyes.
"I want you ready for sleep! However being naked will be fine by me."
"Well that's no fun."
"Baby you need to sleep if you are lucky you may get a lil suminsumin tomorrow." Santana winked at her.
"I guess I can cope with that."
"I know it'll be hard Q I mean this body is damn fine." Santana pulled the blonde against her and connected their lips in a quick but heated kiss.
"So fine." Quinn muttered without even opening her eyes after the kiss ended.
"Go and take your sexy ass home before I regret my chivalry."
"I'll follow you down." Santana pecked her lips once more before moving towards the door with Quinn close behind.
"I should be home by one thirty."
"I will miss you."
"Ugh can you guys stop being so completely cute all the time." They had reached the bottom of the stairs and Steph had overheard their conversation from her position behind the bar.
"Don't be jealous now." Santana stated before kissing Quinn's cheek softly and making her way to Steph's side.
"Not jealous just in need of a dentist with all the soppy sweet shit." Steph grinned in Quinn's direction truth be told she actually loved seeing the softer sides of her friends.
"Maybe I should take out dental cover for my staff or something."
"Top idea boss, are you heading out?"
"Yep I have been sent on my merry way by my overly concerned girlfriend."
"Hey be thankful for my concern!" Santana playfully replied as she began to wipe down the bar for the umpteenth time that evening.
"I love that you care sweetheart and I'll see you soon." Quinn blew a kiss in Santana's direction before laughing and heading towards the door.
"Can you guys just get married and do the whole house and kids thing already…" Steph stated teasingly.
"Jeez what's the rush?"
"This honeymoon period has been going on far too long."
"I said it before and I'll say it again don't be jealous."
"Yeah yeah ok San."
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- - - Leaving in 15-20mins my love x
Santana put her phone back in her bag and lifted the last tray of glasses to go in the dishwasher.
"Is thing one or thing two taking you home tonight?" Steph queried as she restocked the fridge.
"I'm not sure actually I guess I will find out soon enough."
They both chuckled and proceeded with the last of their jobs so they could get home as soon as possible.
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Steph waited with Santana until the shiny black SUV pulled up out the front of the bar.
"It must be pretty nice having your own chauffer."
"Oh yeah it's a real joy."
"Well aside form the whole threat from the psycho ex thing."
Steph always tried to make light of the situation when she could, sometimes it's important to laugh to try and relieve some of the stress it's been causing after all.
"Ha yeah I guess so." Santana hugged her friend jumped in to the back seat of the car waving as she closed the door.
"Ready to go?" the driver asked casually. She didn't recognize his voice but that was nothing new, they had recently had a few new guys take over some of the requirements.
"Yes please." Santana leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes she was looking forward to a shower and bed.
There comes a time in peoples intuitions once you travelled a familiar route enough times that you feel you could do it with your eyes closed….so when that sense of familiarity is disrupted you know right away.
"Buddy you took a wrong turn back there." Santana called out to the driver.
When she got no answer Santana sat upright in her seat and glanced out the window. Where the hell was this guy going?
"Hey you aren't a cab driver and you aren't paid by the hour! Can you just go the usual route please?"
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At the same time a young business man was making his way home on foot due to the amount of alcohol he had consumed after his dinner meeting. His head was clearing with the fresh air and he was thankful the street behind the Rose Bar was reasonably well lit so it certainly felt a lot safer than some of the others around. As he made his way along the foot path he noted first a Black SUV with its driver's door open, guessing it was likely a delivery he didn't think too much of it until the silhouette of a body came in to sight. He quickened his pace to run and was soon beside the vehicle.
"Hey mate are you ok?" He rolled the man over and the gash on his head was evidence enough that he wasn't.
"Oh crap." Fumbling for his phone with his now shaking hands he dialed 911.
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"For fucks sake can you just stick to the normal way?" Santana was angry now, the dick head in the front hadn't even bothered to answer her let alone go anywhere near the usual route. The thought that she could be in danger had yet to enter her thought process at all.
She reached for her bag but it was nowhere to be seen. Brunette hair whipped from side to side as she checked the seat again and the floor. She definitely had it right? She had put It on the seat beside her when she got in the car she was certain of it. Surely she didn't imagine picking it up as they left in her tired state.
"Shit can we go back to the bar I left my bag behind?"
The car slowed and pulled to the side of the road, at least the asshole was finally listening to her. Expecting the car to do a U-turn she jumped when the door opened beside her instead.
"Don't do anything stupid bitch." The gun in the strangers hand brought some much needed clarity into Santana's head.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"That's something you don't need to know." The driver was out of the car now and handing Santana's bag to the man in front of her.
"Easy way or hard way?"
Santana looked at him confused.
He reached for her and her first instinct was to smack him away.
"Why do they always choose the hard way?" He grunted as he pulled her from the car none too gently and practically threw her into another car that had pulled up alongside.
The area was semi industrial and at the very late or early hour depending on how you look at it no one was around to hear the sounds of struggle.
"Get rid of that and I'll meet you back at the warehouse." Santana heard the man with a gun direct to the original driver. She assumed he meant the SUV.
She grabbed for the door handles but they were locked as were the windows. She wasn't going anywhere and if Quinn was asleep no one would know she was missing for quite some time. Panic started to set in what the hell was she going to do?
"Just sit still." The driver of the new vehicle called back to her.
"Fuck you."
"By the sounds of it that's what got you into this mess….you know fucking people you shouldn't"
"So you do dirty work for crooked wannabe politicians who aren't man enough to do it themselves?"
"I do the work I'm paid to do, I don't care who's paying."
The front passenger door opened and the guy with the gun sat heavily in the seat.
"Don't fucking talk to her you know the rules." He growled at the driver.
Santana's stomach churned and she swallowed hard trying to keep its contents from rising up into her throat.
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Quinn stirred from her slumber about an hour later, frowning when she found the bed beside her was empty. She rolled to reach her phone and read the message Santana had text her. She glanced at the time and calculated she had sent it over an hour ago. Sitting up she listened for sounds of her girlfriend in the house…..no TV on…no shower running there was empty silence.
"Ugh." She groaned as she stood and reached for her robe. Tying it around herself quickly she moved from the bedroom her head pounded heavily pleading with her to close her eyes once more and return to her blissful slumber.
"San?"
Quinn made her way down the stairs.
"San are you here?" Still silence.
"Where the hell is she…?" She checked each room before making her way back to the bedroom to retrieve her phone.
She swiped the screen and immediately dialed Santana's number, it went straight to voicemail...strange.
An uneasiness began to circulate through Quinn's body. She found the number for Paul the head of the security company they were using.
"Quinn hi is everything ok?" He sounded half asleep.
"Um I'm not sure, one of the guys were bringing Santana home tonight and she should have been here by now, her phone is off and….."
Paul could immediately sense her panic.
"Ok just hold the line I will give them a call and find out what's happening." All hints of sleepiness gone.
"Thanks."
The line went quiet.
Too quite.
Too long.
Quinn paced back and forth.
Finally after what seemed like an age the line went live again.
"Quinn we have a situation….."
The phone slipped from the blondes hand as her worst fears consumed her, it landed on the thick carpet with a thud as a single tear escaped down her cheek.