The Assistant

Authors Note(I don't own any of the glee characters) This is the last chapter, guys. I told you it would be short, but I hope the length made up for it. I think this might explain Jenny just a little, and if it's confusing to anyone, send a PM, I'll be happy to answer any questions you have. Enjoy!

Chapter Five

Six Months, and one week earlier..

Jenny is sitting around at a restaurant with all her friends, Bette, Tina, Alice, and Shane during the afternoon, eating their lunch.

"I needed this chocolate." Alice moans, eating a brownie.

"That's all you're gonna have, dessert?" Jenny asks.

Alice glares at her. "I had a bad break up, this is what girls do." Shane, Bette and Tina snort.

"Yeah, give her a break. At least she had a relationship, I mean not to be a bitch but, how long have you been single?" The other girls laugh behind their hands.

Jenny glares at them. "A while, but I just met this beautiful Latina. And yes, she's gay." She adds, just as Alice opens her mouth.

"How beautiful?" Tina asks.

Jenny smiles."Oh very beautiful. She has long dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, and full, kissable lips."

Bette and Tina share a look."So, what are you saying, you think you have a shot?" Shane asks.

"I was going to say, she did flirt with me a little, and I'm very attracted to her."

Shane looks skeptical, but holds up her glass. "Well, here's to Jenny getting the girl." Her other friends also put up the glasses and taps them together for a toast.

One week after Jenny broke into Santana and Quinn's apartment, the married couple are siting on the floor with Mason. Having him lay on his stomach, Santana is switching between taking photos and videos of him holding his head up for the first time. Quinn laughs at her wife, making faces at the baby to get him to smile.

"You look ridiculous, babe." She says laughing.

Santana looks up glaring. "Do not. I'm trying to get my son to laugh, it's supposed to be funny."

She continues to laugh. "I meant having your phone is one hand, and a flip in the other."

Santana squints her eyes at the blonde. "He's lifting his head by himself. That usually doesn't happen until they're a month old, we should be proud of this. Our son is a genius." Santana returns to taking pictures, and video. Quinn smiles fondly at the pair, thankful to have them in her life. The phone rings, taking her from her thoughts.

"Can you get that, babe?" Santana asks.

Quinn rolls her eyes, getting off the floor. "Sure."

Santana continues to try to get Mason to laugh, but only accomplishes a grin. She frowns with a huff. "Really? You don't find anything I'm doing even remotely funny?" He just coos in response, making her laugh.

Suddenly Quinn walks into the room, very angry and throws a pillow at Santana's back, confusing the brunette. "Why didn't you tell me you're catering for fucking Katie Robinson?!"

Santana curses under her breath, then standing up, picks Mason off the floor. "I'll explain in a minute, Mi Amor. Just let me put Mason in the nursery, I don't want him to hear us yelling."

Still angry, she just nods. Santana takes Mason to the nursery, and lays him in his crib, then turns on a little radio they have on his night stand. She leans down and kisses his forehead, before returning to the living room. Quinn is crossing her arms, tapping her toe. Santana wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she gulps.

"I'm waiting, Santana."

She takes a deep breath. "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you. I know you're angry and you have every right to be, but I knew you wouldn't want me to do it, and I have to."

Quinn raises her brow. "You have to? Why?"

"Katie knows a lot of important people, it could be good for business."

Quinn shakes her head. "Are fucking kidding me? You know she's going to be all over you at that party. Why can't you have Mercedes and Kurt do it? They have before."

"It's a large party, I need more hands. I'm even paying Marley extra to help."

Quinn rolls her eyes. "What about Jenny, why can't she fill in for you?"

"She's not experienced enough, she's only helped with three parties, and one wedding."

Quinn huffs. "Well, that's just great."

"You know I won't do anything with her." Quinn turns her head, trying to hold back her tears, but fails. She turns back to Santana."Again. I won't do anything like that again." She whispers.

"That was such a hard ti-ime for me. And you know how long it took to get your trust back." She nods, with heavy guilt."God, I'm so angry and upset with you right now." Santana looks down at her feet."I'm not saying I don't trust you, San. But it really hurts that you didn't think you should tell me this."

"Should I leave?" She asks in a small voice.

Quinn wipes her eyes, sniffling. "Do you think you should?"

She nods, looking up. "I think you need some space from me. You're angry and upset, me being here won't help you calm down."

Quinn huffs. "Fine then, leave. Mason is staying here."

Feeling a little hurt, she holds back her own tears, nodding. "I'll stay with Mercedes tonight. Can I say goodbye to him first?"

"Of course you can, he's your son." Santana quietly says ok, and goes to leave the room, when Quinn stops her."I need you to know, that just because I am angry at what you did, I still love you. You're my world, nothing can change that."

Santana flashes a weak smile. "I love you too."

Quinn kisses Santana's forehead before letting her go back into the nursery. Mason is contently laying in his crib, babbling to himself for entertainment. Santana looks down at him with a sad smile.

"My baby boy, I love you so much." She says leaning down to kiss his cheek."I messed up with mommy, buddy. She's really mad at me, but she has the right to, because I did a bad thing." With her hand still being in the crib, Mason plays with it, then holds tightly to her thumb, with his tiny fist, making her smile."Because I upset mommy, I have to go to Aunt Mercedes' house. But I'll see you tomorrow." She gives him another kiss and leaves.

Quinn isn't in the living room, or kitchen, so she assumes the blonde is in their bedroom. She debates going inside for a few minutes, but then decides against it. She grabs her car keys and purse, then walks out the door to her car.

After driving far enough away from the house, Santana parks on the side of the road, and sobs. Her nice afternoon time with her little family has been ruined by her own foolishness, and she hates herself for it. Not paying attention to her surroundings, she doesn't see Jenny approaching her car, coming out of the grocery store.

"San, what's wrong?"

She looks up, and wipes her eyes. "I just uh, I messed up with Quinn."

Jenny frowns. "With what? Everything seemed fine yesterday."

She sniffles, trying to wipe the now running makeup down her face. "It's a-a long story."

Jenny nods. "Why don't you come with me to my apartment? You can explain better what's going on, and maybe some junk food with a friend will help."

Santana thinks for a moment, then nods. "Yeah, sure. I was gonna go to Mercedes' but I don't think she's even home."

"No, she's out shopping with Kurt, I just got off the phone with her. My car is just down the road. Wait for me, and you can follow me, ok?" She nods. Jenny sympathetically rubs her arm."I'm sure you two can work this out."

"Yeah."

Santana waits to for Jenny and pulls out behind her, and follows the brunette to her little apartment. The brunette unlocks her door, and let's Santana inside first, then closes the door behind her.

"I'm just gonna put these away, make yourself comfortable."

She nods, and goes inside the living room. Sitting on the couch, she puts her head in her hands. This is the first big fight they had since college. During the time she and Quinn were apart it got to Santana, it wasn't the blonde's fault she knows that.

But attending a party, she got drunk, and mixing her loneliness with alcohol was not a good idea at all. Katie would flirt with her all the time, and it was easy to pass her advances when sober. Jenny shortly returns with hot chocolate for both of them.

"I know ice cream is usually good for this, but I don't have any."

Santana flashes a weak, polite smile as Jenny passes her mug to her. "Thank you, this is fine."

Jenny sits closely next to her, takes a few sips from her drink, then sets it on the coffee table."Talk to me, what's going on?" Santana takes a deep breath, and starts to explain everything from the beginning. To what happened in college, to today. Jenny sympathetically rubs her back.

"We all make mistakes. I could understand feeling hurt then, but to still hang that over your head isn't fair."

Santana sniffles, wiping her eyes. "No, when I told her about the party, I made it sound like I care more about my job than I do her. She has every right to be upset with me."

Jenny doesn't say a word, she just continues to rub Santana's back. "Why don't you get some rest? I'm sure all this crying has worn you out." She nods. Jenny stands up and let's her lay down, then covers her with a blanket that was on the back of the couch. Santana yawns.

"Thank you for doing this for me."

Jenny smiles down at her. "You're welcome."

While Santana sleeps, Jenny does a little housework, but she has something else on her mind, and it's not having a clean house. Looking at Santana sleeping on her couch from her kitchen, is making her think it's time to make her move, to get the girl.

Jenny finishes up the dishes, dries off her hands, then grabs her cell phone, car keys the. Goes to her room to grab something from under her bed. She sneaks out of the house, and drives off. At a stop sign, she takes out her phone and hits a number from her contacts.

"Pick up the phone, you fucking idiot." She says into an answering machine.

"What?"

"I need your help with something. I'm on my way to get you."

"Jesus. You know this is the last favor I owe you. I get my own jobs now without your help."

She rolls her eyes. "Yes, I know. One is all I need." She disconnects the call, then dials another number.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Quinn. It's Jenny, do you mind if I stop by really quick?"

The blonde sniffle into the phone. "Um, I'm not sure now is a good time." In the background, Mason can be heard crying.

"I promise it'll be so quick, it'll be as if I was never there."

Quinn huffs. "Sure."

She smiles. "Great. See soon, bye."

Jenny hangs up the phone, with a roll of her eyes, then pulls up in front of an apartment building. Puck walks out, and he doesn't look happy. He climbs into the passenger seat, and Jenny drives away.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see. Just go along with what I say, got it?"

He rolls his eyes, and reluctantly nods. Soon enough Jenny is parking in front of Quinn and Santana's apartment. Still confused, Puck follows Jenny to the front door. She knocks a few times and Quinn opens it with Mason still crying in her arms. The brunette can see Quinn tried to hide the fact she too was crying, but her blood shot eyes give it away.

"What can I do for you, Jenny?" She asks with a forced kindness.

"I just need to talk to Santana quickly. Since Puck here fixes the oven at Snixx Stix, he remembered us when planning his party."

Quinn nods, glancing at Puck."You couldn't do that over the phone?"

Jenny huffs."I tried calling her cell phone, and since we were close by already, I thought we could just talk to her personally."

Quinn bounces Mason in her arms, to try and calm him while looking at her feet. "I-I'm sorry. Santana isn't here." Just as Jenny opens her mouth to say something, Puck speaks up.

"How old is he?"

Quinn looks up at the unexpected question. "Uh, almost two weeks old, why?"

"Have you been feeding him any formula? He could be colic."

She shakes her head. "If I don't breastfeed, I pump." She uncomfortably glances away."He just misses my wife. She always sings to him before his naps."

He shrugs. Jenny looks at him, wondering what he's doing. "Maybe I can help. I have a little sister, I used to babysit her all the time. Plus, babies love me."

Quinn looks reluctant. Jenny finally knows what Puck is up to, she smiles and speaks up. "You look tired. It couldn't hurt to try."

Another screaming cry from Mason, Quinn closes her eyes with a heavy sigh, then opens them. "Ok. Come on in." They follow her into the living room, and reluctantly, Quinn passes Mason over to Puck. He bounces him, and starts to sing a lullaby quietly. By the second verse, he calms down. Quinn smiles with relief.

"Puck, why don't you take Mason into the nursery? It's the third door on the left, down the hall." Jenny instructs. Confused, he nods anyway, and leaves the room. She turns to Quinn, and shakes her head, disapprovingly. "You're such a bitch."

Quinn raises her brows, taken back. "Excuse me, who the hell do you think you are?" She asks, glaring at the brunette.

"I knew Santana wasn't here. She's at my apartment, cause you being a bitch that you are, yelled at her for something she did in the past!"

Quinn looks shocked. "She told you that? Wait, why is she even with you, I thought she was going to Mercedes' house?"

She can't see it, but Jenny is backing up closer to the end table, next to the love seat. Unknowing to the blonde, she picks up an old trophy Santana won in college, and hides it behind her back, walking toward Quinn.

"She told me everything, and I don't think it's fair for you to hold this dark could above Santana's head. It was a mistake." As Jenny gets closer, Quinn backs away."And she came to me, because she trusts me."

Without a warning, Jenny hits Quinn over the head with the small, heavy trophy, causing her to pass out on the floor. Hearing the noise, Puck comes out, leaving Mason in the nursery. He sees Quinn laying unconscious, and rushes to her side.

"What the hell did you do, you crazy bitch?!"

Jenny rolls her eyes, going into the kitchen. She washes off some of the blood on the trophy, then wipes it off and puts it back. "Relax, she's not dead."

He glares up at her. "Is this why you brought me here?! So I can kill her?!"

"No, you idiot. I need you to carry her out of the house, and take her somewhere."

He stands up and shakes his head. "This is a crime, we can go to jail for this!" He says pointing to Quinn. Jenny pulls out a gun from her coat pocket and points it at Quinn. Puck puts his hands into the air, at surrender.

"If you don't take her, I'll just get it over with now and shoot her."

Puck glances between the gun and Quinn, and groans. "Fine, but where do you expect me to take her, my apartment?"

She rolls her eyes. "No, are you retarded? Take her to that apartment your grandmother left you, you've been fixing it up, right?"

He sighs deeply. "What about the baby?"

She shrugs. "He's coming with me. Santana misses him, she'll be happy to see him."

"That's why you're doing all of this, you have a sick obsession with her wife!"

Jenny rolls her eyes, putting the gun back. Puck puts his arms back down. "It's not an obsession, dumbass. It's called love." He snorts, shaking his head."I wouldn't be laughing after I just pulled a gun out." He sighs, and looks guilty down at Quinn before carefully picking her up bridal style."Take her out the back. I'll meet you in the alley."

After carefully putting Mason in his car seat, and packing a few of his things, Jenny casually goes out to the car, like nothing ever happened. She puts Mason in the back seat, before getting in herself, the meets Puck in the back alley, behind the house. Puck is careful getting in the back seat with Quinn in his arms. He leaves her in his lap during the drive.

"Do you think Santana can love you, when finds out what you did to her wife?" He asks in a low voice, looking down at the blonde. Jenny doesn't answer. She just glances at him through the mirror.

"I'm already running out of time. Santana can be awake by now."

Puck shakes his head, looking out the window. Soon enough she's parking in front of a seemingly abandoned apartment.

"What do I do when she wakes up?"

She huffs. "I don't know. Fucking think of something. Now, get out."

He groans to himself, getting out of the car. He looks around making sure no one is watching, as he walks towards the apartment. Jenny speeds off back to her apartment.

Santana wakes up confused, hearing what sounds like her son's cries. She sits up and stretches, then goes to search where the noise is coming from. She walks down the hall, and getting closer to one of the rooms, it gets louder. She lightly pushes the door open to see Jenny pacing the room with a crying Mason in her arms.

"How did he get here?"

Jenny jumps a little turning around, then smiles. "I felt bad that you missed him so much, so I made a compromise with Quinn, and she was very sweet about it."

She looks confused. "Did she drop him off?"

Jenny shakes her head. "No, she let me pick him up."

She nods, then walks over to the brunette. "Did he have his nap yet?" She asks rubbing his back.

"He slept on the way here, but when I tried putting him down on my bed, he woke up."

She nods. "Yeah, he does that sometimes. Let me try."

Jenny happily passes the crying infant to his mother, and Santana cuddles him to her chest and starts singing. The brunette smiles, seeing the newborn almost instantly stop crying hearing his mother sing.

"You're so good with him."

She just smiles as she continues to sing. And soon enough Mason's eyes start to droop, and he falls into a deep slumber. Santana looks up, and glances at the large bed.

"Can you put the pillows on the bed, so that they're surrounding him?" Jenny nods, then rearranges them. Santana carefully lays him down, and kisses his forehead."Te Amo, mijo."

"Are you hungry? We can eat while he naps."

She nods. "Yeah, I didn't realize I was until you just mentioned it." She says with a laugh, while following Jenny into the kitchen.

"Ok, I'm no cook like you are, but I'll try my best." Jenny says going to the fridge.

Santana laughs, sitting at the island. "I'm sure it'll be good."

Jenny blushes behind the refrigerator door, then peaks her head out. "I just remembered I have a frozen pizza crust in the freezer. You in the mood for some pizza?"

She nods. "Sure."

Jenny takes the crust out, then starts to thaw it out. While she waits, she takes out some pizza sauce, and cheese she bought at the deli. She takes out a hand shredder then unwraps the cheese from it's packaging.

"Is there like a professional way of doing this?" Santana giggles, shaking her head."It just look fancier when they do it on tv."

"It just depends on what kind of shredder you have."

Jenny nods mouthing an oh. "Well, that makes sense."

Puck put Quinn in one of the finished rooms, and onto a mattress. She still hasn't woken up yet, and he has been standing in the doorway, thinking about what he should do. He has a good friend that just happens to be an officer, so he's been debating to call. He really doesn't want Jenny to somehow find out and kill them both.

But as he continues to watch the blonde, and think about what he's already helped do to her family, he decides to make the call. When he takes out his phone, he hears Quinn whimper from the bed. He looks up and sees she's starting to move.

Quinn reaches up to her head and winces. She opens her eyes, and looks confused. Because there's only one window, there's a shadow by the doorway. So, she can't see Puck standing there. She sits up, looking around the room, and scoots back against the wall, pulling her knees to her chest.

"I'm sorry." He says quietly, full of guilt. Quinn gasps, at the unexpected voice.

"W-Who are you?" He steps further into the room. She looks confused, then scared."What the hell is going on, why did you take me here? Where am I?"

He sighs, looking to his feet. "I was just about to call a buddy of mine." He looks up, to a still very scared Quinn."It's not like that. He's a cop. I'm sorry I did this to you, but she would've killed us both if I didn't."

She squints her eyes. "Who?" Puck cuts her off.

"Jenny. I'm in debt to that crazy bitch, and I didn't know what was happening until she hit you over the head with that trophy."

She rubs the back of her head, wincing again. "Why, why did she do this?"

He shrugs."She has a crazy obsession with your wife."

Quinn cuts him off. "What did she do to Santana?!"

He shrugs again. "I don't know, I don't think she would hurt her."

She nods. "What about Mason, is he ok?" He nods. She she breathes a sigh of relief.

"Jenny took him to her apartment."

Quinn snorts, shaking her head, confusing Puck. "I can't believe this is happening. I just thought she had a harmless, little crush on her, I didn't think she would do something like this."

Again, he shrugs. "You can't judge a book by it's cover, right?"

She nods. "I think it's time to call your friend."

He grins, then dials the number. "Hey, buddy it's Puck. I need you to come down to my grandma's old apartment. I-uh-have a situation on my hands, and I need your help."

"What kind of help?"

He sighs. "Police help. You remember that crazy bitch I've been telling you about?"

"Yeah."

"She's gotten crazier. She just made me kidnap some chick, because she's obsessed with her wife. She has her at her apartment with their baby."

"That's something I need back up for. Does she have a weapon?"

He glances at Quinn. "Yeah. If I didn't take her, man, we both would be dead."

"Ok. Give me the address, I'll get my buddies together and I'll let my boss know what's going on. It could take a few minutes though."

"It just needs to be done, be as fast as you can though. This bitch is really crazy."

Jenny has rolled out the pizza dough, now Santana is spreading the sauce on, in request of Jenny, saying she wants to see her do it like the chefs on tv.

"You make it look so easy."

Santana snorts. "Just takes some practice."

Jenny steps closer to the Latina, and bites her lip. "Can I try?" She looks over and nods, then passes the big ladle spoon to her, while stepping aside. Jenny tries to mimic Santana, but ends up getting too much sauce on it. She snorts."Whops. I knew I would be bad at this."

Santana giggles and stands closer to her. "I don't know how good I could do this with my right hand, but I'll try." She puts her hand over Jenny's, causing the women to gasp, but she doesn't hear it. Then she guides the brunette's hand, pouring the sauce on. Jenny grins.

"It still looks perfect."

Santana smiles. Jenny turns her head, and without realizing it until it's too late, she moves her head closer, until she kisses the Latina on the lips. Santana is shocked, and doesn't respond back, but then gently pushes the other women away.

"I-I'm sorry, Jenny. You're very pretty, but I love my wife."

She rolls her eyes, giggling. "I know you do, but I also know you have a thing for me too. I mean, come on you always flirt with me."

Santana looks confused, shaking her head. "I joke around with you, but I've never flirted."

Jenny begins to walk closer, causing Santana to bunk into the refrigerator. She pins Santana against it, holding on to her waist, with their faces not far apart.

"Are you calling me an idiot?" Santana shakes her head."I know what flirting is, Santana." She creases Santana's cheek, then rubs her bottom lip with her thumb."And I know you were flirting." Her thumb drags down her lip, making it bounce up. Then she tightly traces her collar bone.

Santana gulps. "I'm sorry, I made you think I was calling you an idiot."

Jenny looks up with a smile. "I know." She returns to Santana's collarbone, and neck.

"H-How long?"

Jenny pinches her brows, confused, not looking up. "Hm?"

"H-How long have you had feelings for me?" Santana asks slowly.

She smiles. "Oh." Jenny looks up, and stopping her hand."Well, I was always attracted to you since the day we met, but I think it was after we went to Rachel and Finn's wedding together, that I started falling for you."

"That's a long time."

She nods. "Mhm." She says leaning into Santana, to kiss her neck.

Santana closes her eyes, turning her head to the side. Jenny kisses all the way up to her ear, then slams her hand next to Santana on the fridge, making her jump.

"Don't just stand there, Santana, like you're disgusted by me." She says into her ear."This is your first time in my house, so I'm letting you know, I have a gun in here, and I'm a good shoot." Again, Santana jumps, whimpering this time. Jenny pulls away from her ear. "Kiss me, Santana."

Santana nods, taking a deep breath, then leans in, timidly kissing the brunette. Not satisfied, Jenny deepens the kiss, grabbing the back of her neck, pulling her closer.

"Ung."

Not expecting it, Santana opens her mouth. Giving Jenny access to slip her tongue in. They continue to make out, while Santana tries to keep her hands to her side. Jenny breaks the kiss, breathless.

She smiles. "That's better. I'm going to finish the pizza, but I'm not stupid. I want you to stay in here with me."

Scared, Santana sits back down at the island. She watches as Jenny puts the cheese on the pizza, then glances out to the hall, where Mason is sleeping.

Why would Quinn voluntary give their son to Jenny? Her wife may have joked about the brunette having a crush on her, but she wouldn't trust her with Mason alone. She gasps quietly to herself, and covers her mouth, choking a sob.

"What did you do to my wife?" She whispers.

"Hm?" Jenny absentmindedly asks.

Santana sniffles. "What did you do to my wife?" She asks louder.

Jenny turns around, acting like she doesn't know what Santana is talking about. "What do you mean? I didn't do anything."

Santana snickers. "I know Quinn wouldn't willingly give our son to you. She doesn't trust you enough." She pauses, trying not to cry, thinking of the worst."So, what did you do to her?" She whispers.

Jenny sighs. "She's not dead, relax."

Santana slams her hand on the island. "What did you do to her?!" She screams, waking up Mason in the process.

"See that's just great. Go in there, and get him to be quiet. Then join me in the living room so we can watch tv, and eat. Like we planned."

With the thought of the gun, Santana reluctantly goes to Jenny's room. She picks Mason up, and hold him to her chest, then starts swaying and bouncing him a little.

"Shh, it's ok, mijo. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." She kisses his temple and sings quietly in his ear, but he doesn't stop crying. Jenny walks in angry.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's hungry."

Jenny walks up to her dresser, and takes out a bottle from his diaper bag, then hands it to Santana."When you're done, leave him in here and come out to the living room."

She reluctantly nods, and watches Jenny leave the room. Santana sits on the bottom of the bed, and starts feeding Mason. Then leans down to kiss his forehead."I miss your mother."

"When is he going to get here?" Quinn asks.

Puck shrugs, from his place on the floor, across the room. "He said it might take awhile."

"Why?" She asks, impatient.

"How the hell should I know? I'm not a cop." He says loudly.

Quinn sighs, guilty. "I'm sorry. It's just, the love of my life, and my son are probably being held hostage by some crazy bitch with a gun. And I'm stuck here, not being able to do anything about it."

He grins."It's ok. I'd be going mad too." Quinn rubs her face with her hands, then touches the back of her head again, with another wince. Puck frowns."Do you feel dizzy?"

She shakes her head. "I don't think so, it just hurts."

"I can check it for you. My mom is a nurse. I mean, I can't actually fix it or anything, since I have nothing for that here. But maybe I can see if you need stitches or something."

She nods. "Ok."

He gets up and has her sit at the edge of the bed. He moves her hair aside and breaths a sigh of relief. "You'll be fine. Just a deep cut, and it's not too big, so you won't need a lot of stitches."

She smiles, as he sits next to her. "That's one good news out of this mess, huh?"

He nods. "Yeah." There's a short silence."So, how long have you and Santana been married?"

She smiles. "We've been together longer than we've been married. She proposed after we had been together for three years."

He looks shocked. "Why is that?"

She shrugs. "We had a tough year being in different colleges. After that we moved in together, but we felt like we had grown into different people, so we took another year to get to know each other again."

He smiles. "That actually sounds nice. Now a'days everyone is rushing to get married, then it turns out they never really knew their partners, so they divorce."

She nods. "Two years after that, which would be the time before we had Mason, we decided to start a family. We waited because we got selfish, I just wanted my wife's full attention." She says with a laugh. Puck joins with her.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with that."

She nods, still giggling with a blush. "My son has become the second most important person in my life. And I'll do whatever it takes to make sure nothing happens to them."

He nods. "I agree, and I won't stop you, unless I feel like you're in danger too. We can't have you hurt either, ok?" She huffs."I mean it, I already feel guilty enough."

She smiles sympathetically. "Ok."

Santana returns to the living room, after feeding Mason. She gave him some toys to keep him entertained, so he doesn't get fussy and start crying again. Jenny is siting on the couch in front of the tv, finishing her pizza.

Santana sits next to her and starts to eat her own. Looking around while the brunette watches tv, she sees the gun, casually siting on the entertainment center, next to the tv.

"Is he asleep?"

She jumps a little, then shakes her head. "No, but I-uh-gave him some toys, he should be fine for awhile."

She nods, then gets up and walks toward her shelf of DVD's. "I think a movie is in order." She turns to Santana."What's your favorite?"

Santana nervously clears her throat. "I-I like 50 First Dates."

She smiles. "Good choice." Jenny puts the move on, then sits closer to Santana."Finish your pizza, babe. Before it gets cold." She casually says, skipping the previews.

Santana takes the last few bites of her pizza, then sets the plate back down, and drinks her soda Jenny left for her. The movie begins, so she puts the cup back, and settles back on the couch.

Jenny wraps her arm around the Latina's shoulder, and pulls her into her chest, so she's laying half way on her. When it gets to the part Adam's character goes to the restaurant and meets Drew's character, Jenny puts her hand on Santana's knee and has them sit up a little, so she can kiss her neck.

"I-I thought we were watching the movie?"

Jenny sucks on her pulse point, and her hand gets up to her thigh. "Mmm, it's like at a movie theatre. No one really watches the movie." She begins to gently lay Santana on her back, and lays on top of her, settling between her legs. She caresses Santana's cheek, smiling down at her.

"Say, kiss me, Mi Amor." Santana takes a deep breath, as she wills herself not to cry. She doesn't want Jenny to take anything from her relationship with Quinn, and she doesn't want to call this crazy women her love, because she isn't."Say it." She repeats with more force.

Santana sniffles. "K-Kiss me, Mi Amor."

Jenny smiles and leans in for a deep kiss. Her hand slides down the latina's chest, and she squeezes her right breast. Santana tightly closes her eyes, trying to fight the urge to push the women off her.

She breaks the kiss, and goes for the Latina's neck again, while putting her hand up her shirt, to squeeze her breast over her bra. Santana looks up at the ceiling. Jenny kisses down to her chest, as she pulls Santana's shirt up. Then she pulls her bra down and takes her dark, left nipple in her mouth, still squeezing the other.

"Your wife must spend a lot of time on your chest. I'm a boob girl, and yours are amazing." She says against her skin. Santana whimpers."Does that feel good?" Not getting an answer, Jenny looks up."Answer me. Say, yes."

She takes a deep breath. "Y-Yes." She smiles, then does the same to the other breast. Jenny makes her way down to Santana's stomach. The Latina shakes her head. "Please, stop." She whispers.

Jenny looks up, confused. "You just said you were feeling good. Why would you want me to stop?"

She sniffles. "I-I only said it because you told me to. I'm sorry, but I love my wife with all my heart and soul. Please."

Jenny crawls back up Santana, and wipes her eyes. "I understand you love her. But I love you, and I deserve a nice relationship after everything I've already been through in my life."

She nods. "You can find that with someone who will love you back."

Jenny shakes her head. "I don't think so. I don't want anyone else."

She leans down for another kiss. Santana has had enough though. She's played nice, and it's gotten her no where. So, she pushes Jenny off of her and runs out of the room, and down the hall. Jenny catches up to her though, and grabs her from behind.

"I'm a lot stronger than I look." She says in Santana's ear.

"Just let me and my son go. You're just going to get in trouble. Am I really worth it?"

Jenny ignores her, and takes Santana back into the living room, and pins her on the couch."Love is always worth it." She says creasing her cheek.

Someone knocks on the door, and Finn walks in. Quinn look confused as Puck greets the tall man.

"Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?"

They both look over at her, and Finn looks surprised. "What the hell man, you didn't tell me it was Quinn and Santana!" He yells at Puck.

Puck looks confused, and a little guilty. "Well, how was I supposed to know you all know each other?"

Finn looks confused between Puck and Quinn. "Wait a minute. Who is this crazy chick then?"

"Jenny." Quinn answers.

Finn glares at Puck. "Why didn't you ever tell me her name, dude?! If I knew who it was all this time, I would've kept her away from them!" Before Puck could answer, Quinn steps in.

"Forget that for a second. Why didn't I know you're a cop?"

He shrugs. "You never asked."

She rolls her eyes. "Touché."

"Can we go back to the problem? Look, I'm sorry for everything, ok? I'm a guy who tends to make a lot of mistakes. But in order to get Santana and the baby out of that nut house, we need to get the hell out of here."

Santana shakes her head."No. Love isn't forced, it comes natural as breathing when you find the right person. And I'm not the right person for you, I promise."

Jenny pins Santana's hands to her side, very tightly so she can't move. "Who the hell do you think you are? I know what's right for me."

Santana gulps. Playing nice doesn't help, nor does trying to escape. She'll have to do what she's been avoiding in order to get out. "Ok, I'm sorry. I just thought I was helping."

Jenny smiles. "Such a sweetheart, but don't try it again, got it? I don't want to have to hurt you, but I will if I need to." Nodding, Santana couldn't agree more."Now, just cooperate with me. That's all I'm asking for."

Again, she nods. Jenny smiles and crashes their lips together in a deep kiss. At some point, Jenny let's go of Santana's wrists, and the Latina takes advantage of it. She flips them, so Jenny is on the bottom, and they're on the other side of the couch now.

"Ugh, that was hot."

Santana smiles down at her. "I thought you might like that."

Jenny smiles back. "I did, very much. Now kiss me or something before I explode." She moans.

Santana tries to pretend Quinn is underneath her instead as she starts to make out with the brunette. Keeping her eyes open, Santana looks over to the end table, and spots the landline phone. She checks to see if Jenny's eyes are still closed before slowly reaching for it. To keep her distracted, she glides her tongue across Jenny's lip.

"Ugh." She moans, opening her mouth. Just as Santana gets her fingers around the phone, she sees movement in the window. She gasps, seeing Quinn peaking inside.

"Quinn?" She whispers after slightly pulling away from Jenny.

The brunette underneath her looks up. "It was a trick!"

Santana looks down in time to see Jenny slapping her in the face. The impact sends her flying to the floor. Hearing the noise, Mason cries from the back room. Jenny straddles Santana's hips, and pins her arms above her head, then pries the phone from her hand.

"What did you plan on doing with that, huh? We're you gonna hit me, then run off with our son?! Well, guess what?" She leans down to her ear."I still would have found you."

Santana struggles against her. "Let me go, please!"

Jenny shakes her head. "I just can't do that." She leans down, and Santana turns her head, not wanting another kiss. Jenny kisses her temple instead though."What am I going to do with you?"

"You can let her go." Jenny looks up, and Santana strains her neck to see who it is. Finn is standing the door way of the living room, pointing his gun at Jenny.

"You really think you could out shoot me?" She challenges.

Finn glances at the gun sitting by the tv. "I know I can." Jenny laughs loudly.

"You're very entertaining, I'll give you that."

"Come on, just let Santana go, and I won't shoot."

She snickers. "I'm not stupid. I know what reverse psychology is."

He sighs, then glances down the hall, hearing Mason still crying. "Then I'll comprise, ok?" She squints her eyes, and he starts to explain himself."I'll take Mason." She shakes her head."Why not?"

"Santana wants him here."

He nods. "Maybe she wants him to be with Quinn now."

Santana nods. "Let him, it's ok." Jenny looks down at her.

"You sure?"

She nods. "Yes, I'm sure."

Jenny looks back up at Finn. "You stay here." He nods.

Jenny has Santana get up with her, and holds the Latina tight to her chest, walking past Finn to get to Mason. In the room, she let's Santana put Mason in his car seat. But before she does that, she fixes her shirt. Jenny takes the care seat, and holds Santana against her again, with the diaper bag also on her shoulder. She walks back out to the hallway where Finn is.

"Put the gun down."

He slowly puts it on the floor. She gives Mason to him. Finn goes outside for a minute before returning.

"Where is he?" Santana asks.

"It's ok. Quinn has him." Knowing her wife is outside, Santana breaks down."S-She's ok?"

He grins. "Yeah."

Before they have time to think, Jenny quickly grabs the gun on the floor, and shoots Finn in his hip, making him fall to the floor. Santana screams and rushes to his side.

"Why did you do that?!"

She shrugs. "He was going to shoot me. I just beat him to it." Finn cries out in pain, and she knocks him out with the other end of the gun. Then she tries getting Santana to stand, but she struggles against her."I think it's unnecessary I have to remind you I have a gun." With Santana against her chest, she goes into the kitchen, where the back door is.

"Where are we going?" Santana asks worried.

"Somewhere they can't find us."

Jenny opens the door, but Santana stops them from walking through, pushing against the brunette. "They, who? It was just Finn."

Jenny snickers. "You don't think I know he's a cop? I know he has some sort of backup, and they're not taking you from me." She says pushing forward against Santana, and the Latina continues to push back.

"Hey!" They turn around to Puck, holding a gun. Jenny looks shocked. He smirks."I bet you didn't know I'm the best friend of a cop."

Jenny glances around the room. "Where's Quinn?"

He shrugs. "She ran off on me."

She raises her brow. "Why don't I believe you."

"Because you're a crazy bitch. I don't give a fuck if you believe me or not, but if you don't let go of her, I will shoot you."

She laughs, rolling her eyes. "I have one too." She says holding up Finn's gun.

He shrugs. "We'll do this like an old western."

She raises her brow. "You want to have a shoot out?"

"Why not? Unless you're a bad shot."

She laughs again. "Idiot, I shot your best friend. I'm a great shot."

He snorts. "You shot his hip, and hit him over the head. I think I have a good chance."

She shrugs. "We'll see about that." Puck opens his mouth to say something, but before he could, Jenny shoots him in his collar bone.

"Puck!" Santana screams.

Jenny rolls her eyes and starts to walk backwards out the door, when suddenly she falls with Santana. Confused, the Latina looks up and gasps.

Quinn, Puck and Finn arrive at Jenny's apartment. Quinn is first out of the car, and the bots run after her. She runs up the stairs to the stoop, and carefully peaks into the window, then turns back to Puck and Finn.

"She's in there. It looked like Santana is about to hit Jenny over the head." She jumps hearing a noise, then looks back to see Jenny on top of Santana, on the floor, and again turns back to Puck and Finn."Someone needs to go in there."

"I'll go." Finn offers.

Pucks frowns. "No fair, why?"

"Because I'm the cop. You two wait for back up to actually show up." They watch Finn go inside, and Quinn watches their interaction through the window, while Puck sits on the stoop.

"Is she ok?"

She smiles. "Yeah, she's just scared."

He snorts. "She should be."

Quinn glares at him, and he looks apologetic. "Sorry, I have the ability to say the wrong things."

She rolls her eyes, returning to looking in the window. The front door opens, and Puck is quick to his feet. "What's up?" Finn walks out with Mason, crying. Quinn rushes to him. She takes the newborn out and comforts him, until he stops crying.

"Everything ok?" She asks.

He nods. "Stand by." He says to Puck. He nods back, watching him walk back into the apartment. As Quinn puts Mason back in his seat, more cops show.

"Stay here." She orders Puck, leaving him confused. She walks up to one of the policemen, and puts her hand on his shoulder.

"Don't."

He squints his eyes. "Excuse me?"

"Don't go in there yet. Finn is in there, and he's been doing good. If you go in now, you'll ruin it."

The man sighs deeply, but as he's about to answer, they hear a gun shot, and goes to run into the apartment. Puck stops him. Quinn comforts Mason.

"I'll go."

He huffs. "Kid, this is my job. Now, let me and my men inside."

He tries to get past him, but Puck pushes him back. "No, just listen to me. She's probably expecting you all to come bursting in here, and she's probably getting ready to run. She won't expect me though." He groans. Quinn talks to another officer, and the man nods, taking the infant.

"Fine, but we more gun shots, we're going in." Quinn shakes her head. He rolls his eyes."I'm the cop here, I don't need to take orders from you." She points her finger at him.

"You're not risking my wife's life for your pride. If something happens, and he can't get Santana out, I'll go in. She won't hurt me, cause she knows how much Santana loves me. After I go in, I'll yell for you, got it?" He huffs.

"Ok, fine." Before Puck goes inside, Quinn runs off to this side of the alley way, confusing everyone.

"Just go." The officer instructs. He nods.

Quinn runs down the alley, and peaks behind a bush into the neighbor's yard. She hops the fence, eying the house, making sure no one is home. Then she hops over two more fences, and sneaks onto the back stoop of Jenny's apartment.

She sees Jenny with Santana and hides behind a large plant. Jenny opens the door and from the corner of her eye, she can see Santana struggle to keep them from going through the door.

She clenches her fist hearing Jenny say she doesn't want anyone taking Santana from her. Then she hears Puck. Quinn has to laugh at their shoot off, but hearing he gets shot, she jumps and feels bad for the man, considering what he's done for her.

She slowly comes out from behind the plant, then spotting a umbrella. Quinn takes it, then hits Jenny on the back of the head, making her and Santana fall to the floor. Santana looks up and gasps. "Q-Quinn?" She nods, dropping the umbrella. Santana stand up and rushes into the blonde's arms and sobs."I-I lo-ove you so much, baby."

Quinn smiles through her own tears, and holds Santana tighter. "I love you with all my heart and soul, Santana. You're my person. Nothing and no one will ever change that, baby." They stay that way for a few more minutes when other officers run in. They pull apart slightly, still holding each other by the waist. "Is Finn ok?"

She shrugs. "He was out cold when I saw him. Where's Mason?"

The officer Quinn had been talking to, makes perfect timing, and walks up to them with the infant. Santana takes him, and holds him close to her chest, kissing his temple.

"I think our fight seems stupid now, huh?"

Quinn snorts rolling her eyes, then pulls Santana in for a proper kiss. "Really, really stupid." She says pulling away.

Authors Note

And that's the end of it. I was thinking of adding more but, it's already so long. For those of you who follow me and my other stories, I don't know which one I'll update next. But if you have one that you really want me to do first, let me know in either a review or PM, whatever works best for you. If I get more than one, then as always, majority rules. I hope you enjoyed it(: