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Chapter 2 - Too see her in that negligee, Is really just too much
Laying in bed, waiting for her alarm to go off, Santana could not get a wink of sleep. Everytime she closed her eyes all she could see was Quinn posing in the magazine. It was just too much for her.
So here, the Latina was, laying on her bed, hair splayed around her, one hand resting above her head, the other laying on her stomach. Everytime she woke up from a 5 minute dream of the blonde, the hand on her stomach somehow ended up under her pajama pants.
Finally her alarm rang, she looked at it, 6:45am. "Time to get the rascal up for school." She mumbled to herself as she pushed her self up and out of the bed. She had a 5 minute shower and dressed in black slacks, white tank top, cream sheer button down and a black blazer.
She grabbed her heels and headed to her sons room, placing the heels outside the door and entered. "Lucas, it's time to get up baby boy, school today." She watched as Lucas shot up, out of bed and into his wardorbe. She chuckled and followed him, getting him sorted into his clothes and then carrying him down the stairs in one arm, while the heels were in the opposite hand.
As the clock struck 7:30am, George stumbled into the kitchen. He mumbled a "Hey." while Santana placed a bowl in front of him and he proceeded to stuff his face with 'Lucky charms'.
"Hey, George, I found something of yours that should only ever be in your room." Santana stated, glaring at her brother, "And only in your room. Probably under your mattress." George shot her a confused look, until Santana lean to her right, letting part of the magazine she was sitting on show, his eyes widened as he snatched it from under her ass and rolled it to put in his back jean pocket.
"What is it, Uncle Georgie?" Lucas asked, watching the adults, closely.
"Just something for schoool." George replied, not looking up at all.
Lucas was about to ask more questions, until his mother interrupted him, "Come on Luca, we need to get you to school early, you have a morning club." Lucas nodded, leaving the kitchen to get his bag, Santana leaned down to George's ear, "If I see anymore of those dirty magazines anywhere my son can see them, I will tell Mami and I will also tell her how many girls you got pregnant because you didn't wrap it up, comprende?" Santana smirked, when she saw the Latino shrink and nod. "Luca, vamos." She placed her heels on her feet and led her son to the car, not before telling her brother that he better get to school.
The Latina found herself walking slowly into her work office, Starbucks in one hand, purse in the other, mumbling a song as she walked.
"And she'll tease you, she'll unease you, all the better just to please you" She mumbled, nodding hi to her collegues, "She's precocious and she knows just, what it takes to make a pro blush." She stopped at her desk, closing her door, dropping her bag and instantly thinking of Quinn with that one line. She shook her head and continued, "She got Greta Garbo stand off sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes."
"An eighties classic, thinking of anyone?" Santana's head shot up, not hearing the door even open, when she saw the blonde leaning against her door.
"Quinn, hi." The Latina sat in her chair, motioning the blonde to take the seat in front of her desk. "How are you?"
Quinn smiled, "I could be better. I've been up since seven this morning looking at properties." Quinn sighed, "I didn't think I would ever come back to Lima."
Santana laughed, "Trust me, I didn't either, but it's home. New York was just a home away from home." She looked directly at the blonde, "Did you find anywhere to buy?"
"Well actually, the only person I knew who to talk to about houses instantly said that I had to take one of her properties, as soon as possible, so I have a property." Quinn smiled at Santana, "I have men who will move all of my things in today. Actually they should be there now."
"Quinn, that's amazing!" Santana grinned, happy for her friend. "Who did you buy off?"
Quinn smirked, instantly reminding Santana of the magazine, her panties quickly becoming uncomfortable, "The best estate agent in Lima." Santana shot the blonde a confused look, until realistation kicked in, Quinn answered before she could ask, "Yes, it was your mother." She laughed, "I have kept in touch with Mama Lopez for a while now."
Santana shook her head, of course it would've been her mother, "So where is your new address?"
"1865 Dudley Avenue." She answered, as she watched Santana write it down, getting to the 'D' before looking up at the blonde, "What?" She asked.
"You live in 1865?" The blonde just nodded, "Well, Quinnie, it looks like we are neighbours again." Santana stood up, starting for door, only to open it and call Dani, "Dani, can you get one of the insepctors to 1865 Dudley Road, Ms Fabray is living there now, the movers are still moving them in but it should be an okay property." She saw Dani nodded, writing the address down, until she realised the address and looked at Santana with a raised eyebrow, "If you can't get an inspector there, just call my mother to tell you everything about the property."
Santana sat back at her desk and looked Quinn, hands clasped together and resting them on her desk. "So Quinn," She started, "What do you do? I know those houses are expensive."
Quinn gave her smirk again and lent forward, "Promise not to tell anyone?" Santana just nodded, very intrigued, "I am a porn star."
The Latina's eyes widened, "Are you serious?" She shouted, "You are trying to get your daughter back and you think that'll happen if you were a porn star!"
The blonde just looked at Santana, shocked at her outburst, now knowing how serious Santana took her job, "Santana, I was joking."
Santana ran her fingers threw her hair, "What?"
"I was joking, San, I am not a porn star." The blonde answered, giggling at first, then turned into full blown laughter.
"Fabray you are so on my list again!" Santana exclaimed, "It's not funny!" She said, laughing a little bit when she heard Quinn snort, she knew Quinn only did that when she genuially found something hilarious.
Quinn sobered up, still giggling, "I have to say San, it was funny, but I can see how serious and in to your work, you are, and that is lovely to see. These kids need you."
The Latina blushed, clearing her throat, she said, "Thank you, Q, but what do you actually do?"
Quinn smiled when she saw the brunette blush, always knowing that no matter what, she was the only one to be able to do that. "I work," She looked down embarrassed, "I work as a physical therapist. For the stars."
"Wow, um, Quinn, that's amazing." Santana stated, just staring at the blonde, "Why are you embarrassed?"
"It's silly really." Quinn said, waving her hand, which Santana knew that was a sign to say 'I don't want to talk about it'.
Santana stood up, pulling her trouser legs down, "Why don't you go find Dani, wait for the checks to be cleared and have a coffee?" Quinn nodded, standing and following Santana out the door. "I am going to go see Beth and see what the tests have come back as."
Once again Quinn nodded, starting towards Dani's desk before she turned back, grabbing Santan's arm and pulling her down to her height to place a kiss on her cheek. "Thank you, Sanny." She whispered in the brunettes ear.
Santana nodded, smiling and turning, grabbing her coat and bag, after walking towards the exit and making her way to the hospital.
Santana made her way through the hospital doors, expecting that she will have to show her badge again, the nurse at the station was the same nurse who she saw yesterday. She instantly smiled and waved Santana to just go through to Beth's room.
She smiled and ventured towards the blonde girls room. When she opened the door she saw Doctor Robinson and Beth playing cards.
Smiling Santana walked toward Beth, placing her bag on the floor, sitting next to Beth on the bed and running a hand through the blonde hair, "Don't you have patients, Ari?"
Arizona Robinson laughed, "If you haven't noticed, She Hulk, I am with a patient." She shook her head at the Latina.
"Sanny, why does she call you She Hulk?" Beth asked, looking up, rest her head once again on Santana's bosom.
'This girl is attracted to my boobs, just like her mother, can never not have her head on them.' Santana thought shaking her head. "Well, Bethy, it is because Sanny has very bad anger issues, especially with my son and with my work as well."
"Yep, we have had many a lamp replaced because of Sanny here." Arizona said, laughing at the raised eyebrow look Beth was giving Santana.
"Sanny, we do not throw lamps!" Beth exclaimed, Arizona was laughing so hard she nearly fell off the bed.
Santana slapped the doctors arm, "Oh be quiet," She looked at Beth, "I am sorry, Bethy, do you forgive me? I haven't been like that in over a year."
Arizona coughed, "Month." Santana looked at her and glared.
"I forgive you, Sanny, but no more." The little blonde said, laying back on Santana, cuddling close.
The three sat there for another half an hour, until Arizona got paged and Doctor Rosmund entered the room.
"Good afternoon, Ladies." She smiled, at the cuddled duo. "Miss Lopez, could I talk to you?" Santana nodded, moving out from Beth's heavy body, who was pumed full of pain releif and was slowly falling asleep.
Santana followed the doctor out of the room, "What's up, doc?"
"We have the rape kit results," Santana froze, knowing if the results were okay, Doctor Rosmund would've told her in the room. "Santana, there were traces of trauma."
"No, please don't tell me that." Santana pleaded, feeling her eyes watering, "Why is she acting so calm then? She was completely fine with me, you, Dani and Arizona. Why Neve?"
Neve moved in and hugged Santana, "Honey, you need to get one of your trauma psychologist's to see her, we don't know when she is just going to break down and how she is going to deal with it. She is calm now because she has you now Santana, I know you had been in her life before. Do we know if she is going back to her mother?"
"It's not fair, Neve," Santana started, "I knew her the first 5 years of her life, and she remembered me, I didn't expect her to remember me, she doesn't even know I have a child. She probably still thinks I am with Brittany. Quinn, her mother, wants her, we are just waiting on the checks."
As if fate knew, Santana's phone rang, she looked at the screen and saw it was Dani, she answered, "Hey, Dani." She sighed, slightly folding herself into the hold Neve had her in.
"Santana, hi, all the checks are cleared, Quinn can have Beth." Dani stated, "What's wrong?"
"Dani, get Quinn and yourself down here as soon as possible, and get Nicola as well, we are going to need her." Santana felt her eyes watering again. Neve held her tighter.
"Oh god, San, it came back positive?" Santana just nodded at Dani's question, even though she wasn't listening. Neve took the phone from her.
"Dani, it's Neve, please just bring yourself and Quinn to the hospital, as well as Nicola, we will all meet here in my office." Neve said her goodbyes to Dani and gave Santana her phone back. "Santana, Beth is asleep. We are going to head to my office and get a cup of coffee, okay? I'll tell Stephanie on the Nurses Reception where to send the others."
The Latina just nodded, letting Neve pull her away from Beth's rom and too her office.
There were six of them, stuck in one little office, Never sat at her desk, while Arizona sat on the desk in front but on the side of Neve. Santana and Quinn sat in the chairs in front of the desk and Dani and Nicola stood behind them.
"We are all here today because of the results of Beth's rape kit." Neve started, Quinn sniffed, tears rolling down her face. "The results came back as positive, there was trauma in Beth's vaginal area. We will be done DNA on the results as well to see if it matches Shelby's husband."
Santana shifted in her chair, "May I ask, who is Shelby's widow?"
They all heard Quinn sob. "You would know if you bothered to come to the wedding, Santana." Quinn whispered harshly, "She married Shuester. His and Emma's marriage was a sham, him and Shelby reconnected and everyone was happy about it, we were all there for him when Emma took their son away from him. Shelby was there for him and then one thing lead to another and 2 years ago they got married."
"Shit, Quinn you can't be pissy at me for not being there, my marriage broke up two years ago. Sorry if I didn't fucking want to go to a fucking happy wedding, when mine failed." Santana hissed. "Let's just get this bastard in jail and then we can focus on Beth." She looked at Nicola, "Do we think Beth is going to have to testify?"
Nicola cleared her throat, the tension in the room was too high, "There is a high chance she will have too, but once I start talking to Beth I will know more on how she would react being on the stand or whether we can do a video call." Santana nodded, that seemed logical.
"Okay, so we will get Beth to start seeing Nicci, get Quinn to sign the papers and get the little one moved in." Santana began pacing listing things that needed to be done but she was stopped.
"Santana, you and I know it's no that simple, if Beth starts talking, we might have meltdowns, tantrums, anger and any thing else possible. It's going to be hard, but," she looked at both Quinn and Santana m who looked down in shame at how they reacted, "We all have to work together, no more arguments, no bad feelings, Beth doesn't need that. She has already had too much." After Nicola stated this, everyone sat there pondering on Beth's well being. They all hoped it would be easy but in reality they know they are in for one hell of a bumpy ride.
Hi lovely people, thank you for reading the second chapter of this story, this is my first heavy hearted story, i am here to answer all questions, but I will say this. Santana and Quinn are not 26 years old, Beth is 9 years old, Lucas is 3 years old. There is going to be a story behind on why Santana has a speciality in her job but that will be later on when we see in more detail on is dealing with everyone knowing.
Peace out x