A/N: Alright, so I was actually really shocked about how many people were happy that I came back. Thank you guys so much for not giving up on me, and thanks for the reviews. Since I got the response that I did, I wanted to update as soon as possible, so here we are. I made it lengthy as I could for now. Lots going on here. I hope you guys like it. Also, I know I have some grammar issues, but I'm getting better. Sometimes I have issues with "You're and Your" so I am sorry about that. BUT does anybody else notice that sometimes, the site changes something you typed? That CANNOT just be me. LOL Sometimes it takes out parts of a sentence for NO reason, it's really irritating actually. In case anybody needs a reminder for OC face claims...
Detective Bethany Hayes - Emily Van Camp
Jade Price - EmzeeLynn
Aly/Sage - Me(Short, shoulder length black hair)
Laine- Hispanic, black hair, 5'7
"Rachel went back to the eleventh floor this morning", Lauren was explaining. She was hurrying towards the medical exam room with the Boss Lady and her Perfection. Nervous as all Hell, doing her best to keep cool."She-"
"Damn it, Lauren! What did I say yesterday afternoon when we went down there….who the fuck knows what Rachel was walking into!"
"I know...I'm sorry, Miss Santana. If I would have known she was going down there alone, I would have stopped her. I was about to leave, when she came and got me. She found Tina in the living space, and she was unconscious, I had to carry her."
"Oh no, I really hope that she's alright", said Brittany."How does she look?"
Lauren didn't have much of a reaction, and it was all the indication that the couple needed.
"Son of a bitch", said Santana, worry in her tone. She had already promised herself, and her girlfriend, that anger wasn't an option. Not at that point. All she cared about was Tina being found, and taken care of immediately.
Once the three of them reached the exam room, Lauren stood watch outside the door. Santana didn't want any added pressure, and knew how curious her babies were. Luckily most of them were sleeping. Santana, and Brittany walked into the room, where Tina lay on the bed, Rachel standing on one side of her, Quinn on the other. They looked just as worried as Santana and Brittany were.
"San….we have to get her to a hospital", sobbed Rachel."Please…"
"Sue's on her way, it's alright", said Brittany.
"No, I think this is beyond that", said Quinn."She needs a hospital."
Santana walked closer, and looked down. She felt like crying, both tears of relief and sadness. Tina looked pale, and skinny. She was practically swimming in her jeans and dark gray hoodie. It gave her a sudden overwhelming sense of sadness."Jesus...she's….she's lost so much weight." Her voice cracked unexpectedly, and she covered her mouth. She tried so hard not to cry, but she failed."God."
"She'll be alright San", sobbed Brittany, as she started to rub her back."We're gonna' fix this."
"We really should take her the hospital", cried Rachel.
The only dry eyes in the room, were Quinn's. Not that she didn't feel horrible, but she didn't know Tina as well as the others did."Santana….are you sure this a problem that Sue will be able to take care of?"
"Yeah….she'll handle it. I know that taking her to the hospital would be ideal, but….I don't want her leaving this building again until it's to leave for rehab." A few minutes went by, and it was nothing but sniffling and sobbing. The Latina was in a weird daze. It was one of most bittersweet moments in her life, and she wasn't sure how to handle it. Seeing Tina was an amazing thing, but the state she was in, was sad, and hard to take in. Once she finally did get her thoughts on track, she took a deep breath. She needed to be Boss Lady."Alright, well….all of us standing here staring at her won't fix a damn thing." She looked over at Rachel, who was just barely keeping it together."Rach, you need to go get some sleep."
"No…not yet…"
"Don't worry, I'm staying down here for a while. Please, don't argue with me. Go with Quinn, and get some sleep."
Quinn moved over to Rachel, and wrapped her arms around her."She's right, baby. Come on."
She didn't move right away, and when she did, it was to bend down and kiss Tina on the forehead."Santana, you promise you're not-"
"I will not leave her side, I swear."
"Okay." She took one last glance at Tina, before letting Quinn pull her towards the door.
Santana reached down, and moved Tina's hair from her face, before caressing her cheek."She's freezing…."
"Hang on", said Brittany, as she hurried across the room. She opened up the closet, and pulled out a fleece blanket. As quickly as she could, she opened it up, and covered Tina with it."That should warm her up a little."
"Thank you, Perfection, that's very sweet."
Brittany smiled sadly at her girlfriend. She was so worried about how seeing Tina in that state was affecting her."You can save her, Sanny. Everybody knows that...and….I think she knows it too."
"Why do you say that", she asked, not looking away from Tina.
"Because, she came home. She might not have come in the usual way…but, she's been sneaking into the building, because it's her home. She wanted us to save her, and now...we can. This part of our lives has a happy ending, San. I promise."
Santana wiped a few tears from her face, and looked up."I love you so much."
After Sue had arrived, and examined Tina, she took Santana into the hallway to speak with her.
"So, lay it on me. Don't tell me that she needs to go to the hospital, because I want her here. If you tell me that, I will break your damn nose."
"She doesn't need to go to the hospital."
"You lucky bitch."
"She's passed out due to exhaustion. Her vitals are shaky, but what I expected. Withdrawal is going to hit her hard, Santana."
"We're sending her to rehab….there's a place in Los Angeles that's waiting for our call. Mercedes hooked us up, this place is expecting Tina."
"That's good, but...she needs to get there as soon as possible."
Santana was suddenly nervous."Alright...how soon are we talking here?"
"You need to make the call, get it set up, and get her on a flight out there the first chance you get. Santana, this isn't a game."
The Latina cocked her head to side."Excuse you?"
"I know you're trying to protect the Playground, and I understand why but-"
"Stop", snapped the Latina, holding back a set of angry tears that threatened to fall."Do not stand here and assume that I'm only trying to protect this place! Assuming things makes you look like an ass hole, so stop!"
"I'm not assuming anything!"
"Yes the fuck you are!"
"You need to calm down, and you need to calm down, now."
"No, fuck you, I don't need to do anything! She's been gone for such a long fucking time…..I….I had no idea where she was…..I had not one fucking clue how to find her! I was…..scared." Her voice broke, and the tears fell."I thought she was gonna' fucking die out there in some alley having snorted some tainted, laced garbage she scored from a scum fuck street dealer!"
"I get it, San", said Sue, with sympathy. It had been so long since she'd seen her friend act the way she was."I understand."
"No...no no no no you don't fucking get it, you don't understand a damn thing! I gave up, Sue! I gave up all hope on her….after she called me….and I gave Jacob the number….I waited and fucking waited….and nothing! Nothing!" She was shaking, and pacing a small circle. She wanted to control herself, but she couldn't."A few days ago...I gave up...I….I declared her dead in my mind!"
Sue felt bad. She hadn't meant to piss the woman off, or upset her in any way. Her assumptions were misplaced, and she felt for Santana."It was Sunshine all over again."
"Yes", she sniffled, wiping some tears away."I thought another one of my babies was dead."
Sue reached forward, grabbed Santana by the arm, effectively stopping her from pacing."She's not gone. You found her. She's right here."
"Yeah", she almost whispered."She's home now. Finally."
Sue, knowing Santana the way she did, was somewhat relieved. She was ashamed for making the assumptions that she had. However, given Santana's current state of mind, she was grateful. Mostly because she knew exactly what she needed to say."It's alright now, she'll get better. None of this is your fault, and the fact that it was so hard for you to give up hope, means a lot more than you think.. I know that you want to talk to her, but you can't hold off on getting her to Los Angeles, not for long."
"Alright", she breathed, wiping what was left of her tears."So, what now?"
A few minutes later, Sue was gone and Santana was walking back into the exam room. Brittany was standing at Tina's side, lightly stroking her arm."Sue told me to tell you goodbye."
"That was nice of her", sniffled the dancer."What do we do now, Sanny?"
"Babe, will you go and call that rehab center please? Make whatever arrangements you can, and I'll stay here."
"Yeah, I'll do that."She kissed her on the lips, softly."I'll come back as soon as I'm done."
"Thank you….you're perfect."
The blonde smiled, and kissed her again."So are you."
Almost an hour passed before Brittany returned, and what she came back to, wasn't what she expected. She sighed sadly, after closing the door behind her. Santana was on the ground, sobbing, and it looked like she had just gone through Tina's bag. Various items were spread about on the ground, and the bag lay completely empty.
"Sanny….", she whispered, as she joined her on the ground, and pulled her close."What did you do?"
"I...just...wanted to see if I could figure anything out. I thought….maybe something in here could help."
The dancer looked down at all the random things on the floor."What did you find that upset you?"
"This." She held up a folded piece of paper."It's a letter to me."
Brittany didn't like how broken her girlfriend sounded."Let me see." She took the piece of paper, unfolded it and started to read it.
Santana,
I'm so sorry for everything that I put you through. You and everybody else were my family and I fucked it up. My addiction destroyed everything, and it killed Sunshine. I killed her, and I am so sorry for taking away the brightest part of that place. I hope that you finding this letter, means that I'm dead. I don't deserve to live after the horrible fucked up things that I've done. Goodbye
Tina
Brittany couldn't control herself, she had started sobbing half way through reading it."God...she doesn't deserve to die.I cannot believe she wrote that."
"I wrote it...because...it's true", they heard from above.
"Holy shit", said Santana, standing up, Brittany following suite."Tina!"
"You're awake", exclaimed the dancer.
"I've been awake for like fifteen minutes...I just….didn't know what to say", she said, softly."All I could hear was you crying...and...I just….didn't know how..to-"
She was cut off, due to Brittany's upper body on her, hugging her very awkwardly."It's okay. Everything will be okay now."
Eventually, Tina was sitting up in the bed, slowly chewing on the toast that Brittany had gotten for. She refused to eat for only a few minutes. Knowing if she didn't, it would most likely make her cry."Tina….you should drink some more water", the dancer encouraged. Tina only nodded in response.
Santana, who was sitting quietly in a chair next to bed, cleared her throat, and looked up at her girlfriend."Babe, I think maybe it's time to make your rounds."
"Oh no", said the blond, looking at her tablet."I didn't realize what time it was!"
"It's alright, Perfection, just go get started now, okay?"
"I'm on it." She turned to Tina, and hugged her softly."I'm so happy to see you, Sweetie. I'll come check on you soon."
"Thank you, Britts", Tina said, with a small smile.
After bending down, and giving Santana a quick kiss, the dancer was out the door.
Santana stood up, and took a seat on the edge of the bed."How are you not like...shaky and sweating right now?"
"I'm still high...just you wait though", Tina answered quietly.
"Can we talk?"
The other woman couldn't help but laugh a little."You're asking me as if I have a choice."
"Of course you have a choice."
"Right. Like...I had a choice about rehab with Mercedes? Or...like I have a choice about rehab now?"
Santana felt so guilty all the sudden, and she knew exactly why."I'm sorry about what I did to you. I know you probably don't believe me, but I am."
"I do believe you, but...it doesn't even fucking matter….I deserved it."
"I know that's how I made you feel, but it's not true. You needed help…and I-"
"Got me help."
"Yeah, after I made an example out of you in front of everybody. I didn't have to torture you like that, Tina. I shouldn't have."
"Don't beat yourself up about it, please", she said, breaking into tears."I deserved worse….I killed Sunshine….I deserve so much fucking worse!"
"No...no no….stop", said Satana, as she scooted closer to her crying friend, and pulled her close."Tina...it-"
"You can't tell it's not my fault, Santana….it is my fault! I gave her too much, I didn't take into account that I'd been blowing shit up my nose for months...and it was her first time! You can't say it's not my fault because it was me who left her in a coke house with a bunch of people that she didn't know!"
Santana could tell that it was all stuff that Tina needed to get out. It was hard to hear, but it was about time."Tell me why you left her there."
"I was coming back. Me and this other girl….we went on an alcohol run. There were a lot of people in the house that night, so much coke...but we were low on liquor. I knew most of the people, so I knew she'd be safe. But we were so fucked up...that we got into with these dealers in Central Park."
Santana cringed at the thought of Tina being in a place like Central Park at night."Jesus….".
"I know...I know...and when we got back to the building, there was cops everywhere, so we split. I figured Sunshine came back home. I didn't call her...because I was too fucked up to even think about it. Then some ass hole who was there that night….he sees me at a different coke house...and asked how I am since my hot little sister overdosed."
"Wait a minute...people saw that she was wasted and sick...and they just-"
"Santana, I kicked his ass. When he said that….something snapped and I raged out on him like you wouldn't believe. It took a few people to pull me off. That was the morning I called you", she sobbed, breaking into hysterical tears."I'm….so...so….fucking sorry, Santana….please forgive me. Please please…..forgive me."
"Shhhhh", comforted Santana, as she tightened her grasp."I do forgive you. Everything is gonna' be okay, baby. I promise."
Later that afternoon, Quinn and Rachel were on their way to Judy's house in Harlem. They were, of course, stuck in traffic, and Rachel had just yawned for the third time.
"I knew you didn't get enough sleep", said Quinn, as she grabbed her hand, and held it."I'm sorry about this."
"Sorry about what? I'm fine, and I really wanna' see Laine. I text with her all the time, but it's been way too long since I've seen her. Also, your Mother wants me there, I can't say no to that."
"Alright, I get that. You should probably take a nap before you work tonight."
"If I have time, I will."
Quinn smiled."So you're not going to take one."
"Shut up", laughed Rachel.
Quinn's phone started to ring from her lap."It's Kitty", she sighed looking down.
"Put her on speaker...I wanna' hear her, it's always funny, because she's so hyper" smiled the tiny brunette.
"Rach….what the Hell, that's so weird", giggled Quinn."Whatever." She answered the phone, and pressed the speaker icon right away."Hey you, what's up?"
"Hey, Boss Lady."
Rachel's eyes went wide, and she had to cover her mouth to hide her laughter. Quinn's cheeks turned a light shade of red, and she smirked."Kitty….I've told you several times now….it's weird when you call me that."
"Shit, I'm sorry. I forgot, Quinn."
"It's alright, I'm not mad. What's up?"
"I just wanted to check with you….I took some more photos last night. I was wondering if you'd mind if I emailed them to you. Your opinion means the world to me….it's only like five shots, maybe six. Or…..eight, but I know that you're very busy so you wouldn't have to look at them right away." The woman was rambling, but damn if she didn't sound confident.
"Whoa, wait….Kitty, you don't have to ask. You could have just sent them."
"I just didn't want to bother you, I personally know how busy you are….since I'm your personal assistant and all, so….yeah. I just didn't want to overstep."
Rachel gave Quinn a look, as if to say, as if she wasn't overstepping right then."Kitty, it's alright, send them, I'd be glad to take a look now, and any other time you send me your work. Although I do appreciate you asking, you don't have to from now on. Alright?"
"Wow….thank you so much, Quinn. That makes my whole day", she said, happily."Speaking of which, how is your day going? Will I see you in your office later?"
Quinn glanced over at Rachel, who was once again fighting laughter with her hand over her mouth."Yeah, I'm on my way to see my Mother right now, after that I have a few things to do, than I'll be in."
"Oh, that is so sweet, I should visit my Mom more often.", said Kitty."I'll see you soon, Quinn. Tell your Mom I said hi!"
"Alright, Kitty. See you in a while….bye."
"Bye, Quinn."
After the call ended, Rachel finally let her laughter out."Okay, oh my God."
"What? She's got weird energy, I know…"
"Weird energy? That's what you're calling it", laughed the tiny woman.
"What?"
"Really? So, we're just planning on ignoring the fact that your personal assistant has a huge crush on you? We're never ever gonna' acknowledge it?"
"Not this again, oh my God", groaned the blonde."Rach, she does not have a crush on me!"
"It's so obvious, but alright, if you're choosing to ignore it, that's fine."
"If it's fine, why are you bringing it up again?"
"Tell you what, I'm dropping it. Right now, I will never say another word about it."
"Alright", smiled Quinn, knowing damn well what was coming. She found it amusing, and started count down under her breath."Three, two, one…."
"Okay, wait..."
"I knew it."
"No, wait….just know that I do think she's got crazy feelings for you, but I trust you. I know you'd never act on it."
Quinn looked over at her girlfriend, and giggled."There's nothing to act on, because I don't have any feelings towards her. I never would, and if her crush gets out of control, I'd have to let her go. You know that."
"So you admit that she has a crush", said Rachel, bursting into laughter.
"God...shut up", laughed Quinn, playfully smacking the tiny woman on the shoulder.
"Domestic abuse", she yelled before laughing even harder.
Quinn sighed through her smile."So it's about to be this kind of day. Alright, I'll take it."
When they finally arrived at Judy's, Laine was nowhere to be seen. Judy had greeted them with hugs, and kisses, and the three of them eventually ended in the living room, with tea.
"Mom, I still can't get over how new everything looks since you've replaced the floor. It's absolutely amazing."
"I know, I can't get over it either. I've been thinking of making some other small changes as well."
"God, here we go", breathed the younger blonde.
"What's wrong", asked Rachel.
"My Mother doesn't know how to make small changes. This house will never be complete in her eyes, trust me."
Judy gave her daughter a look."Now, that's not true. I'll know when it's done. That time has just not come yet."
Rachel laughed a little."So, is Laine held up in her room?"
"She is. She's still avoiding me. She'll talk a little to me, but she won't make any eye contact, and that makes me very sad."
"Well, you did catch her in a very awkward situa-"
"Quinny, I know that. Please don't say that. It makes me think about the moment."
"Don't worry, we'll fix this", said Rachel, confidently."Only, we thought it might be for the best if…." Rachel looked at Just, and couldn't handle the look on her face."Quinn, help."
"Mom, you can't be part of the conversation."
"Excuse me", she asked, in shock."Just why in the world not?"
"We just think she'll be more open to listening, if you, the person who walked in on it….wasn't a part of the chat," Rachel explained, gently."That makes sense to you, right? Please say it does."
The couple felt bad for the older woman. They knew how much she cared, and Quinn knew her Mother well. She always wanted to fix things, and it was because of past mistakes. Only, this was a situation where, no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to hold much control over it."Mom, after we talk to her, it will be much easier for her to talk to you. Trust me."
"I do trust you. Both of you."
That statement hit Rachel hard. She suddenly felt extremely guilty, but she pushed the feeling down."Judy, let us talk to her alone. After that, everything will be alright."
Before Judy could respond, the sound of Laine's bedroom opening was heard. She walked into the room, looking down at her phone. She felt eyes on her, and looked up."Oh God", she whined."You told them?" And just like that, she was running back into her bedroom, and the door was slammed shut.
"Wow", laughed Quinn."You didn't tell her that we were coming to talk to her."
"No, I did not", Judy answered, shame in her tone."Perhaps I should have?"
After twenty minutes of talking Laine out of her room, and another ten minutes of convincing her to leave the house, the talk was on the rise. Quinn and Rachel had taken the seventeen year old for a walk. Luckily, it was a nice warm day outside. The air smelled sweet, and there was just the right amount of people buzzing around. Rachel was proud of herself for suggesting that they take a walk. Quinn was proud of her girl, for having the idea. Then there was Laine, who was nervous, yet relieved that they were out of the house.
"This is so damn embarrassing", she said, quietly, as they strolled down the street. She was walking in between the two of them, holding Rachel's hand."I didn't think she'd tell you guys what happened. Why did she have to tell you?"
"Sweetie, it's alright, we're not upset with you", said Rachel.
"No, not at all", said Quinn."You know my Mother by now, she sometimes just…..doesn't know how to handle things."
"What did she tell you", the teenager nervously asked.
"She didn't give us very much detail", Quinn lied."She was just worried."
Rachel understood the direction her girlfriend was taking, and went with it."Yeah, she's just nervous that she won't be able to explain things very well. That's why she called us. She's not trying to embarrass you."
"You guys don't need to give me the talk or whatever. I got it already", she defended.
"Who….for lack of a better term...enlightened you on the subject", asked Quinn.
"Was it Puck", asked Rachel, with a small smirk.
"Ew, gross! No", the girl exclaimed."It was these two older girls at one of the teen shelters I stayed. It was like four years ago….and no, before you ask, they weren't gross about it. They actually explained it really well."
"What did they say to you, exactly", asked Quinn.
Laine was mortified, but she trusted the two women."You know….like basic stuff. Shit, please don't make me say like all the stuff they told me."
"We won't, sweetie", Rachel reassured."Just tell us what you're comfortable talking about."
"Yeah", agreed Quinn, with a smile. She liked how Rachel had worded it."Just tell us what you're alright with telling us."
Laine closed her eyes."This is a freaking nightmare, just saying."
Rachel laughed a little."Okay, you don't have to tell us anything." She was starting to feel bad."Just listen, alright?"
"Yeah, alright."
"I think what you'd hear from my Mother is that being sexually active at your age is a bad idea. She's not wrong, but she's not really right either. I love her, but she can be a bit...naive at times."
"What do you mean", asked Laine.
"Sweetheart, teenagers are sexually active. It's a thing. Most adults can't stand the thought of a younger generation doing things to make themselves feel good. It offends them somehow. Although with Judy, I don't think it offends her as much as it worries her. Now, I'm willing to bet that what she walked in on….wasn't the first time you and Mia…"
"No, it wasn't."
"Right", smiled Rachel.
"I told her about what happened to me", said Laine."She felt bad...and...wanted to…".
"You don't have to say it", said Quinn."We understand."
Laine was happy that she was getting the lecture that she was expecting. She also was confused."You're both being really cool about this. Why? I'm waiting for a but and it hasn't come yet."
"That's because it's not going to, sweetie", said Rachel.
Laine stopped walking, squinted back and forth between the two."Explain, please."
"You're not too far away from turning eighteen. You're old enough to do what you want", said Quinn."Just because my mother will treat you like a kid sometimes, doesn't change that. Who says she has to know everything aspect of your life?"
"She still has no idea how Quinn really met me", reminded Rachel.
"So you're saying…."
"Do what you're gonna' do", smiled Rachel, stepping closer to her."Just be safe about it, and…"
"Don't tell my Mom."
They all laughed a little at Quinn's statement, and Rachel hugged the girl."You know we're here for you if you ever need to talk about anything, right?"
"Right. Thank you guys so much", she said.
After walking Laine back home, and saying goodbye to Judy, the couple was on their way. The plan was for Quinn to drop her girlfriend off at the Playground, and make her way to work. Given the nature of their conversation with Laine, plans had drastically changed.
Rachel had spent the better part of their car ride with her face buried in Quinn's lap. The woman moaning, and writhing behind the wheel of her car. One hand steering, the other atop the tiny brunettes head. After nearly screaming through a second orgasm, she decided not to make Rachel wait until they were back to the Playground. They were much closer to Quinn's office building.
The elevator ride seemed to take forever, since they couldn't touch each other the way they wanted. The three other people that occupied the elevator might have frowned upon it. Once they finally reached the office, Quinn closed and locked the door. She turned around, picked Rachel up, and smashed her lips against hers. She moaned a little when Rachel wrapped her legs around her waist."Mmmm….baby…". She rounded her desk, and placed Rachel down on it, before sitting down in her chair."Spread your legs…".
The tiny woman smiled seductively, and did as she was told. She inched her little black skirt up, and spread her legs. Resting her feet on the arms of Quinn's desk chair."Like this, beautiful?"
The sight of her love's wetness was enough to drive her crazy. The fact that Rachel never had panties on made it sexier, all she saw was a glistening silkiness, covering her bare folds. She bit her lip, and looked up into her eyes."I think somebody wants it just as badly as I want to give it her."
"I do baby", she groaned."I want you so bad….please...touch me."
The blonde felt wetness between her legs, just hearing her girlfriend talk the way she was, made her crazy."You're so sexy", she said, leaning back in her chair."First….touch yourself."
"Oh God….", she moaned, at her lover's words."Quinn…"
"Do it, baby. I need to see you touch yourself.."
There was no hesitation. Rachel took ran two of her fingers through herself, before resting one finger on her hard, throbbing clit, and rubbing."Why can't this be you", she moaned."I want you, Quinn."
"Jesus….I want you too...but….you look so fucking sexy right now….go faster."
The tiny brunette picked up her pace ever so slightly, while using her free hand to pinch and squeeze her own nipple."Is this what you want?"
"Fuck", groaned the blonde, her gaze floating back and forth between her girlfriend's legs, and her face."Keep going….a little faster…..don't stop." Rachel moved her fingers a little faster, and harder. Soft and long moans escaping her mouth."That's it….just like that."
"Baby….stop teasing me… I wanna' feel you…', she whimpered."Please…"
Quinn wouldn't torture her anymore. She leaned forwards, and took the little brunettes clit into her mouth, causing her to throw her head back. Being quiet was getting harder and harder, but she stayed as quiet as she possibly could. She used one hand to steady herself on the desk, and the other to cover her own mouth. She had to bite her hand when she felt two fingers enter her.
"Mmmm….mmmm...Quinn…", she moaned into her hand. She had lost any control she had of her hips, and they canted, faster and faster into the blonde's mouth.
As Quinn licked and pushed harder and faster, it became clear that Rachel would lose control of her volume at any moment. She stopped her actions, only to sit back in her chair. Pulling Rachel off the desk, and into her lap. She entered her again, connecting their lips, Rachel moaning into her mouth uncontrollably. She pumped her fingers as hard as she could.
Rachel, her hips working, pushed her hands up Quinn's shirt, under her bra, finding her lover's nipples. She pinched and rolled them in between her fingers. After a few minutes of the two of them moaning into each other, and Rachel bouncing from her girlfriend's fingers, she was starting to get warn out. Quinn could tell, because she was trembling, and her bangs were sticking to her forehead from sweat. She moved her lips to Rachel's ear."Let go baby….I know you're ready…"
"Quinn…", she whimpered. Her body shook intensely, as her orgasm moved through her. She felt it all over."I'm...cumming….".
"Yes you are….", she breathed."Mmmmm." She couldn't help but let go herself. The feeling of her lover's juices on her fingers, the way she shook, and the noses she was making were all too much. The both panted and moaned into each other's mouths, as they worked through their releases. After calming down, Rachel rested her body into Quinn's, and nuzzled her face into her neck.
"That was-"
"Fucking beautiful…..oh my God. You're so perfect, Rach." She rubbed her back, and tightened her grasp on the tiny woman's body."I love you."
"I love you too", Rachel breathed, lifting her head, and looking into the blonde's eyes."I feel so good, but so weird at the same time."
"Why, baby?"
"Isn't is obvious? We just had a sex talk with a teenager. Why the Hell was I so turned on after that?"
"Simple. We were talking about sex. It has nothing to do with her….it's not weird", Quinn said, with reassurance in her tone. She stroked her cheek, and looked right into her eyes. "We were talking about forbidden sex….and getting away with it. To be honest, I would be surprised if this didn't happen after talking about something like that. It has nothing to do with Laine...trust me."
"So, we're not super big perverts?"
"No", laughed Quinn."Weirdo." She pecked her on the tip of her nose.
Meanwhile, at John F. Kennedy International Airport, Santana was standing with Tina. She knew saying goodbye would be hard, but it needed to happen.
"I know you're still pissed, Santana…"
"Tina, drop it, please?"
"I'd be pissed too, but….if you hadn't let Puck give me a little more, I'd never make it to Los Angeles without a major fucking meltdown."
"I know that, bitch. That's why I caved. Also, because...I'm proud of you for doing this." She caressed the Asian woman's cheek, softly."I know that it's gonna' be really hard. Let's be real, it's gonna' suck at first, but you can do it."
"I'll try my hardest", she sniffled."I promise."
"That's all I ask, is that you try." She pulled her into a hug."Just try."
"Mike has his job back, right?"
"As soon as he gets home."
Mike, who was standing with Brittany a few feet away, looked at the blonde."I'm so happy that she made her way back to guys. I was starting to think the worst."
"So was Sanny, but I never did", she answered.
"No?"
"I had to keep believing that she would come back. One of us had to, and since San didn't anymore, it had to be me."
He smiled."I'm glad it was you."
"You're taking her right to this place, right? No stops along the way Mike….".
"I know, I know….don't worry. She's the love of my life, I'll take care of her. Now, and for the rest of our lives."
"I trust you", she said, putting her arm around his shoulders."When are you coming back?"
"I can only afford to stick around there for like the night. I'll make sure she gets registered and everything, probably get a hotel room. Then, before I leave, I'll check on her again."
"Sounds good. Call when your plane lands, and please have her call when she gets to -"
"Brittany, I know", he laughed."It's alright, I got this."
After a few more hugs, goodbyes, and tears, Tina and Mike were finally boarding their plane. Santana and Brittany waited until the plane took off, before leaving the airport. The car ride was quiet. Too quiet for the dancer's liking. Santana was just staring out the window, while her driver headed back towards the Playground. Brittany kissed her softly on the cheek, before going back to her texting.
It's so awesome sauce that your friend is back and going for help...sorry that Santana is feeling sad. - J
I know :( We have to work tonight too. Now it's gonna be a really long night.- B
Do you guys have time to stop by? I think you both need huggies - J
Brittany smiled."Baby? Jade wants to give us hugs. Can we please go see her? It's been like almost a week since we seen her."
Santana laughed a little."How can I say no to hugs? Yeah, let's go see her."
The two of them had been spending time with Jade more. Not as much as they would have liked, but it didn't matter to them. They were happy as long as they could see her. As mysterious as she could sometimes be, there was so much that the couple loves about her. Together, and individually. They talked about her together, showed each other their text conversations with her, and worried about her together. After a few weeks of it, the two of them finally had to come clean about it to each other.
They had a crush on her.
It wasn't a problem for them. At least, it wouldn't be if the bartender shared their feelings. Polyamory was something that the couple had been interested in for a while. With Jade, it was a bit more complicated since Santana was trying so hard to get her to walk away from her job. She'd convinced Quinn that would get her working at the Playground, no matter what it took, but nothing was working. She knew something would have to change.
Once they got to Smashed, they walked inside, and right passed the bar and stage area. They headed towards the back where the stairs were. Hand in hand, they headed up and knocked on the door. They could hear music playing from inside.
"She's burning incense", giggled Brittany."I could smell it at the bottom of the stairs."
"Yeah...it's Queen of the Nile."
"Aweee", said Brittany, as the door opened, and Jade appeared."You're burning Sanny's favorite incense!"
"Yeahs, I had to. I knew it would make her smile", she giggled.
"You're too sweet" ,said the Latina, as they stepped inside.
Jade closed the door, turned around, and received simultaneous kisses on both cheeks."Hi", she giggled.
"Hey you", said Santana.
Jade aggressively, yet lovingly hugged the Latina, and stroked her back."I heard you needed one of these today."
There was no stopping the smile on Santana's lips.. Between the scent floating through the air, the scent coming off of Jade, and the amazing embrace, she wasn't sure what to do. She was melting on the inside."I did...your hugs are just like Britt's hugs."
"Remember Jade", asked Brittany."Our hugs are like band aids.."
"Because they make it all better", giggled the bartender.
"That is just so fucking cute", laughed Santana, as she broke the hug.
"My turn", said Brittany, not even waiting to be hugged. She aggressively, yet lovingly embraced the darker woman, and held her."You always smell like Magic." She couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead.
"Thank you", she giggled.
Santana smirked a little, as she looked at them. There was something about the two of them hugging that made her mind go to some very interesting places. Her dirty thoughts were interrupted by barking noises coming from the bedroom.
Brittany gasped."Did you get a puppy?"
She just smiled, and hurried towards the bedroom. The couple kicked off their shoes, and followed her. By the time they caught up with her, she was holding a small, white Dachshund. It was dressed in a tiny green grass skirt, and had a little pink and yellow flower attached one ear.
"Oh my God, you so would have a wiener dog", laughed Santana."I mean that as a compliment, I swear."
"You guys, this is Hula", she stated proudly. The puppy's excited barking sounded more like squeaking, as she squirmed around in Jade's arms."Oh my God, she's so excited right now."
"She is so cute, oh my God, can I please-"
"Here", smiled Jade, handing the puppy to Brittany. Hula immediately started licking her face all over."She freaking loves you."
A few minutes later, the three of them were in the living room. Jade and Santana on the couch, Brittany happily sitting on the floor with Hula."She's my therapy dog. Lexie got her for me this morning."
"That was nice of her", smiled Brittany."You guys are still just friends, right?" Luckily, it had been a jealousy free tone.
"Yeahs."
"A puppy is an amazing gift, Lexie knows her gifts", said the dancer.
"What do you need a therapy dog for, Sweet girl", asked Santana, with concern."Somebody bothering you again? Do I need to beat the fuck out of Gina?"
"Oh, it's nothing like that, and nothing too serious, I just suffer from some depression. I don't like to take pills, so Lexie knew Hula would be a better idea."
"That's sweet", smiled Brittany."You know you can call us when you're sad, right?"
She simply smiled shyly.
"Always", said Santana, with a wink. She placed her hand on Jade's knee."So, tell us….where did the name Hula come from?"
"It just popped into my head, when I was at the pet store. I was shopping for puppy stuff, and I saw all these cute little outfits and stuff. The little grass skirt and the flower came together, and I knew she'd look so cute. That's when I thought of the name."
"She looks so cute with it on", beamed Brittany.
"Lexie says that most dogs don't like having stuff like that on them, but Hula whines when I take it off. I think she likes having it on."
"Oh, she totally does", laughed Brittany."Don't you, pretty girl?" Hula's tail wagged, and she jumped up to lick the dancer's face again."I think that's a yes."
"Crap, how rude am I...are you guys hungry or thirsty at all", asked Jade, seemingly, out of nowhere.
Santana looked at the clock on her phone."Oh wow, yeah….I could eat."
"I'm starving….", groaned Brittany."We should totally stop for food on the way back, Sanny."
"No no, it's totally okays", said Jade, as she stood up. She grabbed her Xbox controller from the coffee table, and looked at the TV, that was mounted on the wall."I'm gonna' put Netflix on, so you guys can pick something to watch for a bit. Just hang out with Hula, and I'll go make something. I've been wanting to cook all day, now I have a reason."
"Sweetie, you really don't have to make us food", said Santana."We can easily just stop and-"
"No, it's okays. I really wanna' make you both something special. It won't take long at all, I swear", the darker woman said happily, before disappearing into the kitchen.
The Latina looked over at her girlfriend, and smiled."I guess we're getting fed."
"Seriously….how sweet is she", laughed Brittany."She looks tired, San. I don't think she feels good."
"She does look tired, you're right. How do you know she doesn't feel good?"
"I can just tell", she answered, still holding Hula."It's not just depression either, I know it. We have to do something."
Santana nodded."I know, and we will. I promise."
Almost thirty minutes, and an episode of Adventure Time later, Jade called the couple into the kitchen. When they walked in, she was clearly still in the middle of cooking."Almost done, go ahead at sit." The two of them sat on the stools placed in front of the island style counter.
"It smelled pretty damn good in the other room, but it smells even better in here", said Santana.
"So good", agreed her girlfriend. She glanced at the stove, and saw what looked like one pot of rice, and two different pans with meat."Yummy….".
"I'm happy you think so", said Jade. Suddenly, she was facing the two of them.
"Hmmmm", she said, squinting back and forth between them."Sweet", she, pointing at Brittany."...and spicy", she giggled, pointing at Santana.
"You're just now noticing that", asked the Latina, with a smile."Come on now, Sweet girl."
She turned around, and took two little pieces of chicken from two separate pans."Open up, lovelies." They both opened their mouths, and let Jade feed them chicken.
"Okay, what is in my mouth right now", asked Brittany.
"Yeah, this tastes fucking fantastic….", said Santana.
"Britts, you got lemon pepper chicken. San, you're eating Jamaican jerk chicken, both my own special recipes."
"This is seriously the best thing I've ever tasted, please tell me that we get to eat more than that', said Brittany, making a pouty face.
"Awwwww, of course you do, Britts", she giggled. After dishing up two plates of white rice, she covered the rice with the chicken, and handed them over. The couple wasted no time, grabbing forks and digging right in.
"Are you guys thirsty? I have water, ginger ale, tea and of course, what's a home without alcohol."
"Do you have the makings for some Fireworks up here", asked Santana, hopefully.
The darker woman smiled and nodded."Coming right up."
Once they were done eating, they went back into the living room, and took their drinks with them. Jade put The Nightmare Before Christmas on, and snuggled in between her two friends. Her back leaned on the blonde, and legs in the Latina's lap. Not even halfway through the movie, the darker woman fell asleep. It wasn't the first time she'd fallen asleep cuddling with them, and they loved when it happened.
"Babe…", whispered Santana."We really should get going, it's almost time to open."
"I know", she sighed, sadly, looking down at Jade. She smiled, and caressed her cheek softly."She's so pretty, even when she sleeps."
"You always say that", smiled Santana."But….God knows, it's the truth."
After Jade had woken up, frantic, because she was late for something, the couple said their goodbyes. They both hugged her, and kissed her cheeks, and headed back to the playground.
At eight o'clock that night, Rachel finished with her first client, and found herself needing a drink pretty badly. It was only a matter of time before Cassandra showed up, and dealing with her sober wasn't an option. She casually strolled into the bar area, and noticed Kurt and Blaine sitting at the counter."Well well", she said, taking the seat next to Kurt."You two look awfully cozy. Love it."
"You knew we were back together, bitch", said Kurt."Don't be dramatic."
"Look who's tell me not to be dramatic….are you fucking joking?"
"I was just thinking the same thing", laughed Aly, as she walked over."What can I get for you, Star?"
"I don't have a drink for Friday nights", she pouted."Care to recommend something?"
"How about a Gspot?"
"What", asked Blaine, nearly choking on his drink.
"Wait is that a drink, or are you like offering yourself to her", asked Kurt.
"Jesus, it's a drink. Relax. It's just grape vodka with Seven Up, nothing too fancy. It is fucking delicious though."
The tiny brunette laughed, before nodding."That does sound pretty fantastic, I'll try it."
"I'm on it."
"Rachel, are you upset that Quinn's not coming in tonight", asked Blaine, setting his phone down on the counter."She's worried that you are, and I think she keeps making comments about it….just so I'll ask you."
"No, I've told her five hundred times that I'm not", said Rachel, rolling her eyes."I'd text her, but my phone is charging. She probably thinks that I'm ignoring her."
"I'll tell her, don't worry", said Blaine.
"Thanks."
"Alright, Star….found your Gspot", laughed Alyson, setting her drink down.
"Sage", both men, and Rachel said in unison.
"Like I wasn't gonna' say it...come on! You had to of known that I was gonna' say it!"
All three of them laughed, as she walked away to tend to another customer.
"Alright, my love", said Kurt, chugging the rest of his drink."I'm off to the Red Light Lounge, I'll see you tomorrow."
Blaine gave him a quick, still very passionate kiss."I love you."
"I love you too, text me later….see you in a bit, Rach."
"Have fun", she smiled, and he was gone."Why won't he see you until tomorrow, aren't you sticking around tonight?"
"No, I want to but I have a meeting", he replied sadly, looking at his phone."One I will be late for if I don't leave right now." He stood up, threw a fifty dollar bill on the bar."Have a good night, sweetie." He kissed Rachel on the cheek.
"Bye bye", she said, happily sipping her drink. She contemplated going to her room to grab her phone. There was no way it was fully charged, but she wanted to set her girlfriend's mind at ease. She chugged her entire drink, and was about to stand up, when Bethany sat down next to her.
"Hey, Rachel."
"Hi", she smiled, hugging her with one arm."How are you?"
"I'm alright. Yourself?"
"Pretty tired, it's been a long day today", she sighed."Did Santana tell you? Tina showed up this morning."
"Yeah, I heard. I'm really happy she's off to get help", smiled the Detective."I tried really hard to find her, and it was really frustrating that I couldn't. I felt like, Santana was pissed at me."
"Awww, no she wasn't pissed at you, she was just pissed in general", said Rachel, patting the woman on the back."Plus, it's Santana, she's always pissed in one way or another."
Bethany laughed."Very true."
"Are you just getting here?"
"No, I've been here for a little bit, I just got done spending some time with Jewels. I'm gonna' have a couple drinks, then go home."
"How are things with Jewels?"
"They're pretty decent, she's a nice girl."
"Yeah, she's a sweetie", agreed Rachel."Hey, do me a favor? Save my seat, I need to go grab my phone."
"Sure. Um, what are you drinking?"
Rachel just laughed, as she stood up."Sage knows."
It only took about five minutes for her to get up to her room, grab her phone, and get back down to the bar. She had seven texts from Quinn, and shook her head."It's a wonder that Quinn gets any work done, with the amount of texting she does", she giggled, as she sat back down. Bethany let out a breathy laugh, but her smile faded fast. She looked down to her drink."Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine", she sighed."I should have know that once I started drinking, I'd get upset."
"Upset about what", asked Rachel, real concern in her tone.
"Remember, when we met, I told you I had a family member with cancer?"
"Yes, I rem-...oh no."
"Yeah. My brother lost the battle last week."
Rachel placed her hand on the detective's hand."Bethany….I am so sorry to hear that."
"I've known it was coming. Shit….he fought it for almost four years. We both knew it would happen. So, I'm kind of disappointed in myself for being so upset."
"Wait a minute, why are you disappointed in yourself?"
"I knew it was coming."
"So you think you should somehow hurt less", asked Rachel in shock.
"Pretty much."
"No, don't do that to yourself. You lost your brother, it wouldn't matter if he was sick for ten years. It shouldn't hurt less."
Bethany sighed."So, you think that I'm being too hard on myself?" She took a huge sip of her drink.
"Oh my God yes", she answered, as she rubbed her back a little."I'm so sorry for your loss."
"Thanks Rachel….and you're probably right. I tend to beat myself up when I don't have to."
"I think we all probably do that sometimes. I know I do. Like, the night you arrested me, I felt like the worst friend in the world."
"Because of the fight you had with Puckerman's girlfriend?"
"Oh God no, I didn't feel guilty about Puck at all", she laughed, not even noticing that he happened to be walking by.
"Wow, thanks! God, you guys all turned into even bigger bitches while I was gone!"
"You heard me out of context, don't get all butt hurt, ass hole", she laughed.
"Rach, I'm the only straight guy in this bar. I'm the last person that would be butt hurt here." With that, he was tending to a thirty client.
"Wow", laughed Bethany, shaking her head."Just wow."
"Yeah, I know. I love him, but he can be a grade A douche bag, right?" Bethany nodded."Anyways, before you actually told me that you were working for San, I felt like I hurt her in some way. I thought my behavior would somehow cost her the Playground. Only, even if it hadn't been you who arrested me, she wouldn't have lost a damn thing. I should have known that she would find a way to take of it."
"I see what you're getting at."
"I was not in my right mind, there is no way me getting arrested would have gotten us shut down. My subconscious is one egotistical bitch", she laughed, which made Bethany laugh."In all seriousness though, I hope you'll be alright."
"You're helping a lot. Thank you."
"No problem", she smiled, with a final pat on her back. She than picked up her drink, and took half of it down.
The detective really did feel better than she had in a week. She liked talking to Rachel. Every conversation they'd had since they had met made her smile. While Rachel had her attention on her phone, Bethany kind of looked her over. She was petite, and sweet. Which is exactly how Bethany liked her female companions.
"Damn it", groaned Rachel, as she glanced at the bar entrance."Here comes fresh Hell. Cassie's here." She chugged the rest of her drink.
"I don't blame you for dreading your time with her."
" I'll survive, I always do. I have two Gspots in me, I'm good to go." She stood up, giggling at the expression on the detective's face."Gspot is the name of my drink."
"Oh, okay", she laughed.
"Again, I'm sorry for you loss, I hope you feel better", said Rachel, giving the woman a quick hug, and standing up."If you're still here when I'm done, we'll talk more, okay?"
"Uh, yeah, I should still be around." A few minutes later, the detective was taking a seat next to Santana in the E-Lounge. Brittany was on stage, so she knew she might not get the Latina's full attention. Though, the crowd in the lounge was heavy, so she had to try."Hey San...got a minute?"
"For you, Bethany...I have several", she laughed, taking her eyes off the stage."Seeing as how you protect my ass on a daily basis. Unless you're about to ask me for more money, if that's the case, no. I don't have even half a minute."
"No, you're paying me plenty, especially now. My personal expenses, as of recently, won't be an issue anymore."
"Alright", she smiled, sipping her glass of red wine."What's on your mind?"
"Well….I want to drop Jewels."
"Do you now?"
"It's nothing personal against her, she's amazing, I like her a lot…..she did nothing wrong, I swear."
Santana was amused by her friend's nervous behavior. Bethany was usually the picture of confidence, yet in that moment, she was more flustered than anything else."Okay, whoa….save the break up speech for the Jewels. What exactly are you getting at?"
"It's just...I want to switch to Star."
"Just like that? I thought you were loving Jewels…."
"I was….I mean….no, I still do but-"
"You know, Playground policies don't restrict you to one playmate. You don't have to drop Jewels in order to play with Star…."
"I know that, but….to be honest I'd rather just exclusively spend time with-"
"Hold up", laughed the Latina, turning her whole body to face the detective."Star is a playground favorite, she's not exclusive to anybody. Not even her own girlfriend."
"I know that, Santana. That's not what I meant. I mean….I'd rather just be spending time with her, I don't want to play with anybody else."
The Boss Lady was puzzled."So, even knowing that you'd have very, very limited access to Star, you're willing to drop Jewels...just like that?"
"Well, yeah I mean-"
"That's not wise, my friend. I have to warn you, it wouldn't be a good move. Also, I have to wonder…..why the three sixty?"
"Shit. I didn't mean to make this such a big thing. I knew I should have just fucking kept my mouth shut."
"There was no way this wasn't gonna' be a big thing. You're making a play for a Playground favorite. I'm not all that surprised, but I a intrigued", said Santana, taking another sip from her glass.
"Can we not do this, please? If there's a reason you don't want me to-"
"It's not like that. You're a member, you're free to want who you want. You can take Star on, I will make that happen. But, it wouldn't be fair to you if I didn't let you know, it's a bad idea for you to drop Jewels. You want my advice?"
"We both know you're gonna' give me the advice even if I say no", she laughed.
"Yeah, true. Look, we'll get you set up with Star, that's fine...but don't drop Jewels. She's more available than Star, and you'll need somebody to play with when Star is otherwise occupied. You get me?"
"Yeah, alright. I won't drop her."
"Smart lady, good choice", smirked Santana.
"Do you think...Quinn will be pissed off at me?"
Santana burst into laughter."I have no idea, but she has to deal with it. She knew what she was getting into."
"Damn it", groaned the detective."Maybe I won't bother."
"No it's fine, don't worry about it. The only member she ever complains about it Cassandra. I don't blame Quinn for hating her, she rubs it her face that she gets to fuck her girlfriend."
"That's who she's with now. Is it messed up that I wanna' arrest her just for being alive?"
"No, that's fucking hilarious."
A while later, Bethany had found Emma and Sue at the bar, and joined them. Santana had left the E-Lounge, and made her rounds to the other lounges. Checking on her babies and the members. She was headed up to her office, when she heard her name being called from behind.
"San! Santana, wait up!"
She turned around, and saw Quinn coming at her."Oh hey", she said, letting her catch up, before she started walking again."I thought you weren't coming in tonight?"
"I wasn't going to, which sucks because I really have to catch up on some editing. But, if I didn't get the Hell out of my office, I was going to die."
"What happened?"
"Rachel and I were….fooling around in my office earlier. I thought we were quiet...but….it turns out that my personal assistant heard us." The Latina burst into laughter."Santana, it's not funny….I am fucking mortified."
"I'm not sorry for laughing, that's the best damn thing I've heard all night. It's almost as funny as your Mother walking in on my sister and Laine."
"Whatever, I figured I'd just come here, and multitask. I brought some of my work with me, so I'll just go wait in Rachel's room, and get some things done."
Santana had managed to stop laughing."Alright, well step into my office first, we have to talk about the changes in the Red Light Lounge."
Once they got upstairs, Santana opened her office door, and damn near had an actual heart attack.
There were two older, beautiful woman occupying the couch. Both sitting with their legs crossed, looking directly at her.
"Hello, Santana", said the blond one."I hope you don't plan on coming in here without drinks for us."
"We'll take the usual", smirked the raven haired woman.
The Latina felt like pissing herself."Ye...Yes Ma'am", she said, before shoving Quinn back into the hallway, and closing the door. Her eyes wide, and filled with fear.
"San…", started Quinn."Who the Hell are those women?" She'd never seen Santana look so scared in her life, nor did ever expect her to use the words yes and ma'am together.
"Noel and Nova", she mumbled, still in shock."The silent partners….".
It took Quinn a moment, but she understood."Oh, holy shit...so that makes them…."
"My Boss Ladies."
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