Rescue Me, Love Me, Mr Hudson
Chapter 12
Rachel returned to the room, mid afternoon, to check on Santana. Santana had just woken up, and was about to get in the shower when Rachel walked in.
"Hey you," Santana beamed, feeling a lot better after her sleep. Rachel laughed at Santana's liveliness.
"Sleep well?" Rachel asked Santana, Santana looked up at Rachel and nodded, and then held up her towel. Rachel practically shoved her into the bathroom. Rachel made the bed, and sorted out the room while Santana was having a shower.
Santana knew she had to tell Rachel about Sam, about everything, but could she really risk it? Could she really lose her best friend? Santana stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in the hotel's complimentary towel, and looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She stepped into the room, and was looking down the whole time.
"Rach' I need to tell you something," Santana said, looking up.
Rachel looked in Santana's direction, and just as Santana opened her mouth, both Finn and Sam walked in to the suite, she couldn't admit it, not with him in the room. Rachel would flip.
"What is it, Santana?" Rachel asked, Sam and Finn turned to look at Santana, both intrigued.
Santana shook her head.
"Nothing, it doesn't matter," she tried to avoid looking at Sam, but his facial expression caught her attention. Santana quickly grabbed some clean clothes to wear and went back into the bathroom to get dressed.
They were still waiting for her when she was ready, which made Santana feel awkward, why would he just leave?
Rachel saw the tension in Santana's face, and she needed to know what was going on.
"Come on, Santana lets go find a spa, to make this lie, a little less of a lie," Rachel suggested, Santana quickly nodded, and linked arms with her best friend. Santana couldn't get Rachel out of the apartment quick enough, and when they were in the stair well, Rachel started with the questions.
"What went on between you and Sam?" Rachel asked, as they swerved to let a young woman past.
"How…" Santana froze, looking a Rachel with panic in her eyes.
"I can sense it, don't ever doubt your best friend," Rachel laughed, as they started walking down the main road, in search of a spa. Santana smiled awkwardly, running her fingers through her hair.
" it never meant to happen, and I want to forget about it, and get on with my life, but he won't let me go, he was always around, and when he took over Glee, I couldn't do it anymore, and that's why I left," Santana explained, trying to avoid eye contact with Rachel and any person that they walked past. Rachel turned and hugged her best friend, she didn't want to push her, and she didn't actually want to know, it was too much for them both. She took her phone from her pocket and text Finn.
Get Evans out of SF, now! Or I and Santana are leaving. – R x
They finally found a spa that was reasonably priced; they spent the whole afternoon there, and Santana was so grateful that they did, all the intense massages and pamper treatments were going to do great things for her skin. While they were sat in the sauna, Santana decided it was time she quizzed Rachel on her new found sex life, it was what best friends did.
"So is he any good?" Santana asked, with a laugh. Rachel opened one of her eyes, her newly shaped eyebrows raised.
"He is, he's really good," Rachel told her, with a smirk.
Santana cringed at the nature of Rachel's smirk, which was too much to share.
"Is he better than Jesse?" Santana sniggered, and Rachel glared at her, contemplating whether or not to slap her or not.
"You know that Jess St. James and I didn't have sex!" Rachel hissed, which made Santana burst out laughing.
Jesse St. James was Rachel's arsehole of an ex, he had made Rachel tell people that they'd slept together to stop his rep' declining, Rachel wasn't happy about it, but she did it anyway, and then he had publicly humiliated her, by egging her in the school parking lot with the rest of Vocal Adrenaline. She thought she loved Jesse, but Santana made her life a living hell for saying it, and made her realise that she loved the thought of him, and not him.
"I remember when someone was talking about you two in Spanish, Hudson's face, classic," Santana couldn't stop laughing, and then suddenly stopped because of Rachel's facial expression, she was thinking, and she was thinking deeply.
"Stop thinking about getting kinky possessive jealous sex of your new boyfriend, and let's go get dressed, I'm in need of a manicure," Santana said.
They arrived back at the hotel a few hours later, feeling refreshed. Finn was pacing back and forth in the suite. He'd sent Evans home like Rachel had asked, and now needed to know why Rachel had asked that of him, Sam was his best friend, but they weren't that close. Rachel opened the door, and saw how stressed out Finn looked; Santana crept in after her, leaning against the wall, knowing that this wasn't going to be pretty.
"Why did you make me send him home?" he stammered, cradling her face in his hands. Santana saw how in love they both were, and it was ripping her apart, but she was trying to be happy for them, trying to be happy for Rachel's sake.
"He's obsessed with Santana," Rachel explained, and Finn quickly looked up. Santana closed her eyes, and slid down the wall, wrapping her arms around her knees.
"Is this true?" Finn asked, walking over to Santana. She quickly nodded, and hid her face, she was glad Rachel hadn't revealed the whole truth, it would make her seem like a hypocrite, but her and Sam were different to Rachel and Finn, she saw that now.
"Report him for stalking," Finn suggested, and then Santana looked up, glaring at him, like he was stupid or something.
"I report him, and he'll 'fess up about you and Rachel, you'll never be able to teach again, and Rachel will always be known as the girl who had relations with a teacher," Santana explained putting the insult as nicely as she possibly could.
Finn knew that she was right, and had vowed to them both that he would protect them, even if it killed him.
The week went by fast, and Santana wasn't looking forward to the drive home, but Finn had cancelled his flying plans and offered to drive them back to Ohio. Rachel said he didn't have to, but he insisted. When they arrived in Ohio, things hadn't changed; it was still the same old Lima, Ohio. Finn went to his place, so that parents didn't ask why their ex- teacher had driven them home from California. Rachel was happy to be home, but she saw how distressed Santana was.
"He can't do anything," Rachel tried soothing her, sat in Rachel's kitchen. Santana brushed off the subject; she didn't want to talk about it.
"When are we leaving NYU?" she asked happily.
A/n: thank you so much for the alerts and all the reviews but I'm just letting you know that there are only a few more chapters left. Please review. I can't do this without you :)