AN: So here's the big date! I hope you enjoy this chapter and I want to thank each and every one of you for reading this story. Also a big thanks for leaving me reviews, cause they're the best part of writing, and for all of the alerts.

Disclaimer: Glee's not mine

"So what did my dad have to say? I hope it wasn't too bad," Santana asks a few minutes into our drive. I smirk at the worry in her voice and contemplate messing with her before deciding not to.

"He just gave me the usual 'first date' talk," I tell her with a shrug, keeping my eyes on the road. I can feel her staring at the side of my head, trying to figure out whether or not I'm telling the truth I guess, before I see her nod once out of the corner of my eye.

"Do you miss New York?" she asks, breaking the comfortable silence that was settling over us.

"Yes and no. I mean, New York's my home and I'm heading there the moment I graduate, but at the same I'm enjoying being back here. I missed Noah and my family greatly, and I also got to meet you, so those are all great reasons to enjoy being back," I tell her with a smile, which turns into a grin when Santana blushes and releases a shy smile of her own.

"We're going paintballing?" she asks a few minutes later when I pull into the paintball lot. I think I hear excitement in her tone but that could also just be wishful thinking on my part.

"Um...yeah. I hope that's ok," I say, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. "I mean I kinda got the vibe that you're into this kinda stuff, and I didn't want our first date to be the cliched dinner and a movie thing, but if you don't like it we can just find a movie that's playing right now and then go to dinner afterwards, if you want that is, cause-" Santana cuts off my ramble by placing her hand over my mouth.

"Rayden it's perfect, and it's definitely not the cliched first date," she tells me with a giant grin, and I relax with a sigh of relief. "Hey!" she exclaims with a pout when I lick her hand that is still covering my mouth. I give her my boyish smile, that I have yet to use on her, when she removes it and she melts.

"After you M'lady," I say with a bow after I open her door for her. She jumps out with a playful roll of her eyes, and after grabbing my hand we walk towards the building. I hold the door open for her again, and once we're at the sign in table I pull out my wallet as we wait for someone to assist us.

"Hello and welcome to the Paintball Zone. How may I help you?" a lady in her early 20's questions as she walks out of a back room. She gives me an appreciative look, which Santana bristles at, but I ignore her and pull out my online tickets from my wallet.

"Hey, we're the 2:30 for field five," I tell her with a small smile while handing her our tickets. She looks them over for a few seconds before nodding and motioning us to follow her. I wrap my arm around Santana's waist as we walk and she leans into me, which causes me to grin stupidly.

"Alright here's the safety gear you're going to need, along with your guns and ammo," the woman tells us once we're in a small room with a door that leads outside to the field. "You have the field for approximately three hours and if anyone gets hurt there is a first aid station towards the front of the field. Any questions?"

After Santana and I both say no the woman leaves with another once over of me, and I have to fight my smirk at Santana's jealousy. We get into our gear in silence, and after Santana procures the green balls for herself, I grab the purple and we both stand in front of the door.

"How's it gonna feel when you have to tell Puck and the guys that you got your ass handed to you on the first date?" Santana questions smugly.

"Well babe, seeing as I don't plan on letting that happen, I have no idea," I retort, before kissing her cheek and sprinting outside, Santana hot on my heels. I hit the timer that counts down the time we have to hide, and once it signals the beginning of the game I smirk and go into stealth mode.


"Damnit Santana!" I growl as I'm hit with another green paintball.

"Take that sucker!" Santana cackles with a pelvic thrust before we head back towards the score area. Santana marks another win for herself, which ties us five to five.

"You're better than I thought," I tell her with a grin as I wrap her in my arms.

"It's Sylvester and her damn survival training," she says as she rest her head on my chest. We've been playing non-stop for around two hours and this is our first break.

"Survival training?" I question, part incredulous and part curious.

"Yeah coach told us it was her way of weeding out the babies and weaklings. Every year at cheer camp she does something new to test our skills, and my freshman year she dropped us off in the woods and told us to find our way back to camp. Once we finally managed to make it back, she gave us paintball guns and then dropped us in a different part of the woods. She told us that if we got shot, then we were kicked off the team," she tells me with a shrug while I stand there in shock.

"That woman is batshit insane," I mutter out when I finally pick my jaw up off of the top of Santana's head.

"Yeah I know, but you can't deny that she's a winner," she tells me as she pulls away and heads to the water fountain. I follow her lead and drink like I haven't seen water for ages.

"While that's true, I'm pretty sure there are less...extreme, ways to go about it," I say as I wipe the sweat from my face with the bottom of my shirt.

"Mmhmm," Santana murmurs distractedly, and when I look up I see her ogling my stomach. I chuckle at her and that seems to snap her out of her daze. She blushes before glaring at me and rolling her eyes. "Whatever lets play, cause there ain'ts no way I'ma settle for a fucking tie." I just continue to laugh at her as I take off running once she hits the button to start a new game.


"I can't believe you beat me," Santana whines as we walk towards my jeep to retrieve our clothes. I just wrap an arm around her and pull her into my side.

"I told you I didn't plan on losing sweetheart," I mumble as I kiss the top of her head. She just glares at me playfully as I unlock my jeep and we grab our clothes.

"You could have been a gentleman and let me win," she pouts as she grabs her backpack.

"I could have...but I know for a fact that that wouldn't have been what you would've wanted," I tell her with a smirk as we walk back into the building.

"Whatever...ass," she mumbles out, trying to hide her grin as she turns to walk into the girls bathroom.

"Oh how you pain me so," I semi-yell dramatically, clutching at my chest over my heart. Santana just shakes her head at me, not even bothering to turn around.

I head into the guys restroom, and after relieving myself I walk into a stall and shed my paint-covered clothes. I pull on a pair of stonewashed skinny jeans with a rip in the left knee, a pale yellow button down and I roll the sleeves up, and a black vest that I leave open. I then pull my combat boots back on, and after making sure my hair isn't a disaster I walk out of the bathroom to wait for Santana.

My breath hitches as Santana walks out in a darkish green dress that hugs her curves in all of the right places. The dress is held up by two thin straps over her shoulders and stops just above her knees. And did I also mention that it hugs all of her curves in all of the right places? Cause it does. Magnificently so.

"You look...wow," I breath out, also taking in the green heels that make her as tall as me, and the fact that her hair's now down and perfectly straight.

"Thank you," she mumbles out shyly. I kiss her cheek before holding out my arm and once she takes it I walk her to the door. "So are you going to tell me where we're going now, or is that a secret as well?" she asks once we're in my jeep and heading towards our next destination.

"Well a little birdie told me that your favorite restaurant is Breadstix, so I thought we could go there to grab something to eat," I tell her casually, but I'm actually nervous as fuck. Things have been going great so far, but I'm afraid I'm going to screw it up somehow, and I don't want that to happen cause I really like Santana.

"Oh my god yes!" Santana squeals before clearing her throat and trying to play it off. "I mean yeah. That sounds cool." I just smirk at the road and nod, trying to keep my laughter at bay.

I just stare at Santana in awe as another basket of breadsticks is placed on our table. I mean damn. And I thought I could eat. This is like our...fifth(?)...or maybe sixth...basket, and I've only had six breadsticks all together.

"So tell me about your family," I say after swallowing my mouthful of ravioli. I've gotta admit that this place is pretty great, and I can totally see why San loves this place so much.

"There's not much to tell. I mean you already know that my Papi's a doctor. My Mami's a nurse, and I have two brothers. Rigo's in his freshman year at UCLA, and Alex is four," she answers before taking a sip of her diet coke.

"Wow, your parents spaced you and Alex pretty far apart didn't they?" I question with a grin.

"Yeah well...Alex was kinda unplanned. My parents only planned on having two kids, and when they got the boy first and the girl second they were overjoyed. Alex was just a surprise that they didn't know they wanted," Santana explains before eating another breadstick.

"Hmm...you know that's a perfect way to describe it. I think I'm going to use that when Chord eventually asks about everything," I murmur out, mostly to myself. Santana hears me though and she throws me a small smile.

"What about you? No other siblings?" she questions.

"Not that I know of, but then again I don't know who my mom is. I might have a brother or sister running around somewhere," I answer as cheerfully as possible. I think some of the resentment and sadness pass through my walls that Santana catches though.

"I'm sorry," she tells me softly as she grabs and squeezes my hand. I link our fingers together with a smile.

"Don't be sorry. It's just a sort of sore topic I guess. I mean I've always wondered about her, you know? Trust me when I say that Ruth's the most amazing mother anyone can ask for and my dads are great, but when I think about my mother, and how she didn't want me...I don't know. I just hope that Chord doesn't feel the way I do when he's older."

"Well if it helps I think your mom's fucking insane for not wanting a kid as awesome as you, and the same goes for Chord's mom. Although I am kinda grateful for her being the dumbass she is," Santana tells me, and I laugh slightly at the end.

"Why's that?" I ask, nodding to the waiter as he takes our empty plates.

"Because if she never would have let you go, then you wouldn't have come here," she answers, looking at the table.

"Thank you," I tell her with a soft smile as I reach across the table to lift her head. She returns my smile and once the waiter comes back with the check I slip him my credit card.


"So I have to admit that this was one of the best dates I've ever been on," Santana tells me as I walk her to her front door. It's only eight o'clock, but it's a school night and we both have glee in the morning, along with football and Cheerios after school, and I still want to spend time with Chord.

"Really?" I question with a huge grin. I've never been very good at the whole planning dates thing, so to hear that this was one of her best dates has me giddy and smiling like a fool.

"Yeah...so thank you," she whispers out as we make it to the front door. I wrap my arms around her waist and gently pull her against me so that she's flush against my body.

"Trust me, it was my pleasure," I breath out as I slowly close the gap between our lips. I see Santana's eyes slip shut before I'm closing my own as our lips brush against eachother.

The kiss starts off light and hesitant, but then Santana adds more pressure. I take her bottom lip in between mine and suck on it before gently biting down and illiciting an insanely sexy moan from her. She then swipes her tongue against my bottom lip and as I go to open my mouth someone clears their throat. I jump away from Santana as if I've been burned to see Mr. Lopez glaring at me from the doorway.

"Um...h-hello again sir," I stammer out after clearing my throat.

"Papi behave," Santana scolds him as he continues to glare at me. She then turns back to me. "I really did have an amazing time today, so thank you. Call me later?"

"Of course, and I'm glad you enjoyed today," I tell her, and after she gives me a quick peck, at which her dad dramatically clears his throat again, I head to my jeep."Bye San. Bye Mr. Lopez," I call out as I jump inside. I pull out of their driveway with a wave and can't stop the little happy dance I do as I head home.

So I hope this chapter didn't disappoint. Also I've never been paintballing, so I have no idea how things actually work and this is what I thought it might go like. Thanks for reading and I hope you leave a review for me in the box below = )