A/N: I'm back. There's a lot of Faberry in this one, so I hope you enjoy, Bonnie is also back.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own glee or it's character. You would know if I did.
ALSO, please check out ending few notes.
"Quinn?" Rachel squealed with a bright smile taking over her features when she saw her girlfriend waiting by the door to her dance class. She ran and jumped into the blonde's arm easily being held up as their lips pressed together in a gentle kiss. "What are you doing here?" the brunette asked once they separated.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you, you disappeared Friday morning and I haven't seen you since, the lawyer answered, setting her girlfriend on the ground and picking up the dance bag that had been dropped.
"I know baby," Rachel apologized. "I've just been crazy busy with school and work. I'm sorry."
"It's okay… I was just," Quinn began, but stopped as she tried to put her thoughts into words. She knew Rachel wore her heart on her sleeve, so she figured the least she could do was try to be more open with her girlfriend.
"Hey," Rachel rested her hand against the blonde's cheek, the pad of her thumb stroking pale skin. "What is it?"
"Um, can I take you to lunch, we can talk there?"
"Absolutely baby," Rachel interlaced her fingers with Quinn's and allowed the lawyer to lead her to lunch.
Eventually the two ended up back at small pizza parlor. They were sitting at a booth across from one another, leisurely sipping on their water as they waited for the pizza to arrive. "I'm sorry I've been so busy Quinn," Rachel apologized, still feeling guilty about her absence, things had just kind of picked up lately, and the brunette found herself unable to spend as much time with the blonde.
"Its fine Rachel," the lawyer reassured as she reached across the table for Rachel's hand. "I just- Rach, you know that I would never push you into anything right?"
"Of course Quinn," the diva exclaimed rather shocked. "Why would you even ask that? What's going through your head?"
Quinn's eyes focused on the couple's contrasting hands, she solwly stroked her thumb over Rachel's tan skin as she thought of how to say what she wanted to. "I just- you know, if you're not comfortable staying over then-"
Once Rachel saw where Quinn was going she chose to put a stop to her train of thoughts. "No, Quinn, baby, I'm not avoiding you." Hazel eyes looked up to lock on shining chocolate ones. "I loved waking up in your arms on Friday, and I'm sorry we've only been able to talk on the phone, but I have been dying to see you sweetheart. Don't think you did anything wrong."
Quinn tried to stop herself from smiling as she lifted their joined hands to press a lingering kiss to Rachel's palm. "Go out with me tonight Rachel Berry?" Rachel blushed and nodded, she couldn't help it, there was just something in the way Quinn said her full name it made things seem so much more intimate. "Do you want me to take you home, or do you maybe just want to spend the day together unless you have somewhere else you need to be."
"I would love to spend the day with you Quinn."
Santana was heading down 1st when she bumped into, her wounded arm in particular was the one that was crashed into. "Ah, shit fuck."
"Oh my gosh I am so sorry, are you okay…Santana?"
Santana had been a bit busy gripping her arm and cursing though a tight jaw to notice the girl she ran into was one Bonnie Bennett. When she heard the girl call her name her eyes immediately looked over and softened a bit. "Bonnie, hey."
"Hi, are you okay Santana?"
The Latina took a deep breath in order to compose herself, "Yeah. I'm fine. Are you?"
Bonnie giggled a bit before stepping closer to the girl. "You don't look fine. Come one let me check whatever it is you got going on."
"It's fine," Santana moved her hand, and smiled mostly to herself when she didn't feel anything wet. "It's not bleeding, just sore."
"Bleeding?" the slightly shorter girl asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Um yeah," Santana smiled sheepishly. "I was working."
"Oh, right." Bonnie exclaimed once she caught on. "I hope you're okay."
"Yeah, I'm fine. It was just graze, but it still hurts."
"Well that's good."
"Yeah." A small awkward silence filled the air between the two as they both tried to come up with something to say. During the time frame Santana allowed herself to take in Bonnie's appearance. The girl was dressed in simple light blue skinny jeans that fit her perfectly and a blue and gray long sleeve v-neck stripped shirt. The Latina couldn't help but smile at herself when she realized she was completely and unsecretively checking Bonnie, and by the small tint to the shorter girl's cheeks she had realized.
"Would you like to maybe, I don't know get dinner or something." Bonnie finally blurted out. She continued when Santana's mocha eyes met her own. "I mean that's where I was headed when I bumped into you. Think of it as an apology dinner or something."
A small smile spread across the Latina's face, and she nervously shoved her hands into her pocket. "I would love to Bonnie."
"Really?"
Santana nodded pushed back a strand of hair. "Yeah, why don't you lead and I follow since you were already on your way."
"Okay, um, yeah. This way," hesitating a brief second before Bonnie looped her arm though Santana's good one and lead the way to a nearby restaurant.
"So how's work?" Rachel asked as she swirled her wine a little bit in her glass.
"It's good. Everybody has been keeping out of trouble which tends to make my life easier. What about you how's the diner and bar."
"Busy as usual," Rachel whispered her eyes trained on hazel ones as she took a sip of the dark liquid. "It's becoming impossible for me to do my homework or to see you." at the last bit of her sentence Rachel smiled softly. She truly had been missing Quinn the past few days; especially since the two had just become official; she wasn't too surprised that the lawyer had gotten the wrong impression. She woke up early that Friday morning and that was the last time she had seen her till today, and it was Wednesday.
"Maybe we can find a way to combine the two then," Quinn suggested lightly before taking a sip of her own wine.
"What do you mean?" Rachel asked as she tilted her head in the cute way that Quinn liked.
"Well, I don't know, maybe you can come over once a week or something and work on your homework while I make dinner, then afterwards I'll take you home."
Rachel smirked at the blonde teasingly she could tell Quinn was nervous and resisting to rub the back of her neck like she usually does. "I wouldn't be opposed to that. It would even give me the chance to visit you at work, if you want I mean."
"Of course," Quinn kissed the palm of Rachel's hand.
"Your food's ready Miss Fabray," a waiter alerted the couple, another waiter stood behind him with the actual plates of food.
"Right," Quinn separated her hand from Rachel, both instantly missing the skin to skin contact. "Thank you Jeffery."
"So where were you headed?" Bonnie asked as she and Santana sat at a small Italian restaurant.
"Just home. I was planning on a bowl of cereal and sleep. So bumping into you was a nice surprise."
"I'm glad." Bonnie flashed a smile at the Latina before continuing. "So U.S Marshal?"
"Yep," Santana smiled proud of her profession.
Bonnie found the Latina's smile contagious. It was obvious that the girl was proud of what she did. "How?"
"Honestly?" Bonnie nodded. "Through some random and strange events it just fell into my friend Puck and I's lap. One of the best choices I've ever made though."
"Then why doesn't Rachel know? If you don't mind me asking."
"No, it's fine. We actually planned on telling her, but our first time out like in the field we got shot, both of us, and if Rachel had found it she would've been freaking out, and constantly worrying about us, so we just kind of decided not to tell anyone what we did. Brittany found out on her own, and now you and your boss know."
"I see, well your secret safe with me," Bonnie winked at the Marshal before taking a sip of her water.
"What about you Miss Bennett? Private Investigator? How does one end up there?"
"I've just always been really good at finding things. I actually started out as Quinn's secretary, but one day she asked me to find out about client before she signed on as his lawyer, I came back with a lot more than she needed, saving her from a big mistake financially and legally. After that it just kind of became a regular thing until she hired a new secretary and signed me on as the firm's P.I. mainly just her P.I."
"Well I have to admit you're quite skilled at what you do."
"Finding out about you wasn't that hard Miss Lopez, it's actually quite surprising Rachel hasn't found out."
"Oh, I'm sure she suspects. A girl can only take so many trips a month."
Bonnie was only able to smile before their food came, and the two fell into a comfortable silence as they both dove into the heavenly dishes.
"So," Quinn began as she wrapped an arm around Rachel's waist. "Where to next? Anywhere you want to go." She placed a small kiss to the side of Rachel's head before deciding to lace their fingers.
"Mm, I don't know." Rachel spoke as Quinn helped her into the passenger before closing the door and hurrying to the driver side.
"Tired?" she asked already knowing the answer.
"Kind of." Rachel admitted.
"Then home it is yeah?"
"If you don't mind?"
"Of course not Rachel." Quinn leaned over the middle console and pressed a quick kiss to Rachel's lips before starting the car and heading off in the direction of the brunette's shared apartment. Once she pulled in front of the building Quinn cut the engine and got out of the car quickly she made her way to Rachel's side and opened the door for the brunette who looked about ready to crash. "We're here Rach."
"Mkay," Rachel took the hand that Quinn offered and led her inside the building and up to her floor till they stood outside her door.
"Can I see you tomorrow?" the blond lawyer asked, her hand immediately going to the back of her neck she still didn't understand why she got so nervous around the small brunette she figured after dating for six weeks and the fact that Rachel was officially her girlfriend it wouldn't have been so nerve racking, but still there she stood nervous about asking to see her girlfriend again.
Rachel smiled and took Quinn's hand into her own, loving the way their hands seem to fit together. "Maybe lunch? I can swing by your office if you'd like."
"That'd be great. I'll free up two hours."
"If you're busy Quinn-"
Rachel didn't finish back tracking because suddenly there were two very soft and familiar lips against her own. Rachel responded to the kiss instantly. Quinn's hands found their way to the diva's waist as Rachel's own hands rested against Quinn's shoulders. Tentatively Quinn's tongue swept across Rachel's bottom lip asking for permission which she was granted without second thought. The two muscles danced with each other moving back and forth from each girl's mouth until they both reluctantly parted for air. "I'm not busy," Quinn finally whispered her forehead resting against Rachel's. "I want to see you."
"I want to see you too," Rachel breathed out her hand resting against Quinn's cheek before she pressed an innocent kiss to the girl's lips. "I should go inside."
"Yeah, of course." Although both girls seemed to be on the same page as what should be happening they couldn't force themselves to step away from each other.
"Do you want any water or juice or something?" Rachel finally asked after a minute of the two just staring at each other with dark lust filled eyes.
"Yeah," and just like that Quinn was following Rachel inside for glass of juice.
"Tana!" Rachel called into the apartment checking to see if any of her friends were home. "Britt!" When there was no response Rachel turned to look back at Quinn. "I guess it's just you and me."
"No complaints on my end," Quinn flashed her patent Fabray smile and followed her girlfriend into the kitchen.
"Okay, so we have orange juice, apple juice, grape juice, water and milk," Rachel was leaning into the fridge as she listed out the beverage options, effectively losing Quinn's attention as her eyes made their way to Rachel's perfect butt, and her member twitched already a bit hard from the make out session that had transpired in the hall. "Quinn?" Rachel asked when she realized her girlfriend wasn't going to answer. The tiny brunette looked behind her to find possibly darker hazel eyes trained on solely her ass. "I hope you're enjoying the view," the singer teased as she pulled out the grape juice and closed the fridge.
Immediately Quinn flushed, she had been caught and she knew it. The blond was more than thankful that she was wearing jeans. "Sorry."
"It's fine. I actually take it as a compliment that you find my ass so hypnotizing." This only caused Quinn to flush a deeper side of red. "And you're also extremely cute when you blush." Rachel turned and rested her hand on Quinn's hips before standing on her toes in order to kiss the blonde who had no trouble returning the passionate kiss.
Quinn turned both of their bodies so that Rachel was the one against the countertop before she lifted the brunette up and stepped in between her parted legs, not once breaking their kiss in the process. Rachel sucked on Quinn's offered tongue earning her a moan as the blonde's hands slipped under her shirt and rested on her hips. The area that pale skin touched was like fire to Rachel as her wrapped her legs around Quinn's waist and pulled her closer.
Quinn felt herself getting tighter in her jeans as the kissing became more heated, she knew she had to put a stop to where things were going before Rachel found out about little Q. "Rach," Quinn tried through the kiss. "Baby," unwillingly the blonde gently pushed Rachel back and stepped away from Rachel. "We should stop."
"We should." Rachel agreed nodding her head as her hand trailed up and down Quinn's chest.
"We're not ready."
"We're not," the diva agreed again.
"I should go."
"Okay," Rachel reluctantly agreed with a small pout causing Quinn to chuckle.
"I'll walk you out," Rachel hopped off the counter and took Quinn's hand in her own as she led her to the door, a small put still intact.
"I'll see you tomorrow beautiful," the blonde lawyer leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to Rachel's lips immediately turning the pout into a smile.
"Call me when you get home?" Rachel asked timidly not wanting to seem like she was overbearing. "Just so I know you got home okay."
"I will Rach, promise. Good night Rachel Berry."
"Good night Quinn Fabray," Rachel watched as Quinn descended the stairs until she was out of sight before she closed and locked the door then headed to her bathroom for an extremely cold shower.
"I had fun tonight Bonnie. Thank you for dinner." Santana and Bonnie were back on the streets of New York after a laughter filled dinner.
"It was my pleasure Santana. Maybe we can do it again sometime," the P.I. asked hopefully.
"Absolutely, just um, can I get your number?"
"Yeah of course," Bonnie exclaimed realizing that the girls didn't actually have each other's number. After a quick number exchange Santana hailed Bonnie a cab. "So I'll call you?" Bonnie stated although it came out as more of question.
"I hope so," the Latina flashed a smile allowing her Lopez charm to shine before quickly kissing the girl on the cheek and allowing her to climb into the cab. Santana watched as the cab took off before hailing her own and heading.
I hope you guys like it. Before anyone gets upset. It has not been decided Santana will end up with Bonnie or Brittany. This one was all Bonnie Santana moments, but I promise next chapter will have some Brittany Santana time. I just have a few questions.
1) What season like summer, spring, autumn, or winter, do you picture them in?
2) How old do you think our characters are?
3) Did you like the chapter?