Santana woke up the next morning to her cell phone ringing instead of her alarm. She swore to herself as she rolled to the other side of her bed and grabbed her phone, Finn's name flashing on the caller I.D. She groaned and hit the speaker button before her head dropped back on her pillow as she spoke.

"This better be good Hudson, I still have fifteen minutes before I'm supposed to wake up."

"Trust me, it is!" Excitement rang through his voice as he screamed into the phone. "I found his Christmas tree on the side of the road and I'm taking it to Glee but I don't have any extra decorations. I was wondering if maybe you did?"

"Why would I have extra- wait a second…" Santana sat up in bed and looked out her window, the abandoned house next door right in her line of sight. "I'll text you in a few minutes."

"Awesome, oh and Santana?"

"What?" She stopped from ending the call and waited for him to speak.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"See you at school, Finn."

Santana laughed as she hung up the phone and stepped out of bed, taking a quick shower before getting dressed in her Cheerios uniform and putting her hair in the usual ponytail. She made sure she had everything for school and threw it all in her SUV then walked over to the house next door. People had already taken most of the good stuff but the garage still had those bright red boxes that were there since last time. They were filled with Christmas decorations, not the best but they were decent enough to cover a tree found on the side of the road. She grabbed the boxes and stacked them in the truck of her car and then drove off the school.

The entire glee club was excited to be putting the tree up, and surprised that Santana was the one who brought the decorations. She ignored their comments about the Grinch finally getting a heart and focused on placing tinsel on the tree. Finn snuck up behind her and put a hand on her waist, causing her to jump aside and glare at him.

"What are you doing?" She whispered.

"I was about to kiss-"

"Shh!" Santana cut him off. "We talked about this, not here."

Finn frowned a little before nodding his head and walking to the other side, standing in the only open space next to Rachel. He started placing ornaments and Santana watched between the thin branches of the tree. Rachel was whispering something to him, probably another plot to win him back. She strained to hear what they were saying, and could make out Finn saying that he would meet her later. Oh hell no, that was not going to happen.

"Oh! I forgot the star for the top in my car, damn it. Hey, Finnocence… Come with me to get it?"

He looked slightly confused but nodded his head, no one but Rachel was paying attention to them as they left the choir room. She kept quiet as they walked through the snow covered parking lot, unlocking her car when they finally reached it.

"Get in." Finn nodded and got inside, sitting in the passenger seat and started blowing in his hands to warm them up. She got inside the car and closed her door then glared over at him. "What the hell was that about?"

"What?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Finn. Rachel asked you something and you said yes, I want to know what she asked you."

"You couldn't have asked me this inside? It's freezing, Santana."

"No because I need to ask you something else. So answer my question, what did she ask you?"

"She wanted me to meet her in the auditorium after school to give me my Christmas present." He sighed. "I couldn't say no, I felt bad."

"You should have said no. You're not her boyfriend anymore, you're my…" She stopped herself and shook her head. "No, you know what? Whatever, go meet her after school."

"Alright, Santana you need to stop this." Finn reached for her hand, ignoring when she tried to pull it away and held on tighter. "This thing with us won't work if you just keep shutting me out. Say what you were going to say instead of shoving your feelings aside."

Santana kept her face serious and looked out of the windshield of her car. She hated that he knew her enough to know what she was thinking. It wasn't fair. She kept her eyes focused on a tree then turned to look at him as she spoke quietly. "You're my boyfriend, you shouldn't be meeting your ex in the auditorium because it makes me jealous."

"Rachel wouldn't do those things if she knew-"

"No. I know what you are going to say and the answer is still no."

"What's the big deal if people know? We're dating, it's normal."

"People will label us, Finn. I don't like getting labeled, okay? I like how we are when it's just us. No one can judge us or say I just want to date the quarterback, no one will call me your rebound…" She whispered the last part and sunk back in her seat, letting out a soft sigh.

"San, no one is going to think that." Finn rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb gently, keeping his gaze on her. "Everyone knows I broke things off with Rachel, they won't think that you are just some girl who is healing my broken heart with those things you do with your mouth-"

Santana waved her free hand and closed her eyes, gathering her thoughts for a second before she looked back at Finn, her boyfriend. How weird was that? She had a boyfriend, who was a secret from everyone, and she was actually jealous of any attention he gave to other girls, especially the ones who were his ex-girlfriend.

"Don't meet her, got it? Otherwise my mouth is off limits, and so are my hands and every other part of my body."

"Come on, Santana. The least I can is give her some closure and put this behind us, then we can tell everyone we are dating and put this behind us. Don't you trust me?"

"I've seen this before, Finn! Remember last year? We all watched you bounce between Quinn and Berry; we all knew what was going on. I am not going to be that girl who has to watch you fall for her and just let it happen."

"So what you are saying is that you don't trust me." Finn let go of her hand and ran his fingers through his hair, a sigh slipped from his mouth.

"I trust you but I know you are a good guy and when she gives you those puppy eyes you are going to forget every reason that you two don't work as a couple. And then you know who is going to get screwed over? Me." She couldn't understand why he didn't get that she was right about this. All he had to do was stay away from Rachel and everything would be fine. They could go back to it being just the two of them.

"I thought we were past all of this. But if we can't even tell people we are dating or talk to other people then maybe we shouldn't even be doing this."

"Excuse me?" Santana turned in her seat to face him and arched an eyebrow. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, an expression of rage forming on her face. "You did not just threaten to break up with me, Finn Hudson."

"I don't want to break up but I don't want to sneak around! I did that in the past and it sucked, I want to be able to tell everyone you are my girlfriend and show them how much I care about you and stuff." He scooted back in his seat to prepare for any forms of violence about to be thrown his way. "I'm proud that you're my girlfriend and I feel like you aren't proud that I'm your boyfriend."

"Stop, okay? Stop with the pity party. You know how I feel about you, why does the entire school need to know right now?"

"If not now then when?"

Santana hesitated for a second before speaking. "After winter break. We can say that sparks flew over break or whatever, some romantic crap like that. Does that sound fair?"

"Yeah, it sounds fair. But only if I can go meet Rachel today and you don't hold it against me and trust that nothing is going to happen."

"I'll still be mad at you if you go, I can picture her ugly man hands on you and it makes me-"

Her words were cut off by a pair of lips pressing against hers, the familiar taste of Finn's chap stick overtaking her sense of taste. The winter always made his lips a little dry and he carried around a tiny tub of chap stick in his pockets. She could always feel it when they were making out because it would poke her hip. And now those semi-chapped lips were kissing hers and they made her forget for a few seconds about why they were arguing. It was sweet, simple, and when he pulled back she wanted more.

"Come on, we need to get back to the choir room."

"Or we can just move into the backseat…" Santana gave him a trademark wicked smirk and moved her hand to his arm, her fingertips tugged on the soft material of his flannel shirt.

"The club is waiting for us, babe. But afterschool, we can find a place to park? The backseat would be kind of hot."

"You are totally a backseat virgin, how could I forget?" She laughed a little and leaned over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. She reached behind her seat and felt around before grasping the gold star that had fallen from the boxes of decorations. "Rain check on the fooling around, let's go finish that damn tree."

The pair walked back through the snow covered parking lot to the school and the now empty choir room. It had taken them long to find that star and practice had finished in their absence. That didn't matter to them though. Finn grabbed the ladder that had been abandoned against the wall and set it up against the tree then helped Santana climb up high enough that she could place the star on top of their Christmas tree.