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Santana rubbed sweaty palms down her jean clad legs and shot a nervous glance at Rachel. After Rachel told her that the diva's Dad wanted to meet her that very night she thought she would pass out. She had never been good with parents. Mrs. Fabray thought she was a bad influence, Ms. Puckerman thought she was a slut, and she was sure the Berry men had already heard about how nasty she always was to Rachel and she was prepared for their scorn.

"Hey, it's not a firing squad." Rachel whispered grabbing the other woman's hand and giving it a light squeeze. She'd been reluctant about bringing Santana to meet her fathers' but it was her Dad's only request so how could she really deny him? Besides, it couldn't go that badly could it?

"Uh...yeah...I know..." Santana let out a shuttery breath as the door was opened from within revealing a tall black man who glared at their joined hands, at Santana and then back at their hands again. Check on the scorn...

"Dad..." Rachel breathed out drawing hard eyes that instantly softened to her.

"Rach," He smiled then frowned turning to address the other woman, "Santana Lopez, I presume..?"

"Uh...yes, Mr. B-Berry..." She stuttered offering her left hand which he ignored, turning and re-entering the house.

"Come on San..." Rachel pulled her into the house and shut the door behind them.

"Rach! And you must be Santana, we're sorry for your loss...welcome to our home. Can I get you anything? Water? Tea? Coffee?" A smaller man entered the foyer as Rachel led her further into the house.

"Um...sure thanks Mr. Berry, Tea please..."

"No problem, call me Hiram and that's Leroy, Mr. Berry is my father-in-law..." Leroy cleared his throat and glared back at her again. "...and apparently my husband, right...You both have a seat and I'll be out with drinks in a few."

Rachel and Santana sat on the loveseat opposite Leroy who hadn't let up on his glare since they'd entered the house. Santana's hand felt sweaty and she felt completely uncomfortable and out of her element. She wanted to let go of Rachel's hand, but it was the only thing keeping her from fleeing at the moment.

"So, Santana, what makes you think that you in anyways deserve Rachel's help?"

"I don't...?"

"Damn right you don't!"

"Dad!" "Leroy!"

"You said you were going to be on your best behavior! If you choose to continue to act in this manner we are leaving and that's final." Rachel let go of Santana's palm and crossed her arms petulantly.

"It's alright Rachel," Santana intervened smoothly; managing to maintain eye contact with Leroy as Hiram sat drinks down and then took his seat to Leroy's left, "you're father is right to be concerned for your welfare...it's what any good father would do. I'm not going to tell you that I'm some saint or that I'm even very nice, cuz let's face it most times I'm the biggest bitch..."

"...language..."

"I have been mean to Rachel, but give me a break it was high school, who wasn't mean and cruel in high school?"

Rachel and Hiram tentatively raised their hands. "Not helping." Santana snapped at the pair, prompting them to lower their hands awkwardly.

"So, this is the way I see it, you can be all outraged and indignant that your daughter would completely forgive a former enemy or you can be the bigger man and get over it, because it seems to me either way Rachel's already made her decision." Santana sat back against the couch and arched an eyebrow at the taller man awaiting his response if any.

"Just so you understand, I'm helping Rachel not you. I don't approve at all of this plan and if you hurt my daughter I swear..." He growled, angrily rising amd stalking up the stairs.

Hiram and Rachel glanced worriedly at the retreating form then at each other. Rachel ran a hand through her hair and sighed shaking her head. Santana wanted to offer to call off the plan, she didn't want to wreck Rachel's relationship with one of her fathers, she would just find another way to prove that she was responsible.

"Don't worry girls, Leroy seems intimidating, but he's really a teddy bear. He wants to help you as much as we do, he just wants to protect Rachel more."

"For once in my life I'm honestly not trying to hurt her..., sir.."

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