Hey guys, I'm sending a giant cyber-hub to everyone who watched the Quarterback episode, and even tho it's not on in the uk until Friday I watched it online.
As usual, thank for you guys reviews and stuff, it honestly means a lot...
Life was quiet. Too quiet. Santana didn't like it because it meant something bad was bound to happen. They'd returned to school and school life was good because they had senior priviledges. Hiram had returned from India and her and Rachel had been together for 9 months.
She was at a 3-hour Cheerios practice and being second-in-command meant it was pretty easy going.
"Come on! Another 15 laps girls you're running like a pregnant lady! And I know what that's like! Come on knees up and run!" Hollered Quinn using her HBIC and turning to look at her bestfriend
"You're thinking waaay to loudly. Spill Lopez"
"What you talking about Q? Ah ok, I was just thinking about life, it's too quiet. I don't like it. Something bad's going to happen..."
Quinn gave a soft laugh and placed her hands on her hips "Just because no one's dying and there's no car crashes, doesn't mean something bad is going to happen you know S. Maybe not this week anyway."
"Oh shut up Q. I just can't shake the feeling. Anyway, enough about me, how are you and the boy Chang doing? We gettin serious yet? Do I need to kick his ass?"
Quinn blushed at the mention of her boyfriend, they'd been together for 2 months and it had been brilliant, she's never been happier. She realised she'd been quiet for too long when she saw her bestfriend smirking at her
"I knew it! You guys are gettin major serious! Aren't you?"
Quinn blushed to the same colour as the red on her Cheerios uniform
"Oh my god I knew it!" Santana's eyes grew wide and Quinn rushed over an place her hand over her bestfriend's mouth. Quinn was glad at that moment that she was taller.
"Okay yes, we're getting serious. We haven't had sex yet, but we have done things..."
Santana laughed, a wicked cackle. "Didn't think the dancing fairy had it in him..."
"Shut up bitch. Or else you'll be running laps with the rest of them."
Santana was glad when Cheerios practice was over as she made her way over to Rachel's house. She still stayed there twice a week even though Hiram was back.
"Tana! I missed you today baby." Santana automatically grew a grin as she kissed her beautiful girlfriend. "I missed you too."
"Hi Santana, how are you?" Hiram asked gently. His tan had been topped up during his time in India, but behind his soft smile, Santana could see tired eyes that still longed for his husband. "I'm great Hiram! Thank you. How are you?"
"Been better."
With that he left the room to go to his bedroom. Rachel told her how he spent so much time there recently, she was worried about him. They lay cuddling on the couch. Santana's head was resting on Rachel's chest, while Santana drew lazy patterns on her girlfriends arm.
"So yeah, I was talking to Quinn today. Her and Mike are getting pretty serious. I think she really likes him."
"Good. I'm glad she's happy she deserves it."
"Yep she sure does, and hey Mike loves Beth and she loves him, so it's totally a bonus."
"I know and it's a good thing because if he said anything about my baby sister, I'd unleash my Berry Bomb and he wouldn't want that."
Santana laughed "a Berry Bomb? Seriously?"
"Oh yeah, I can be a crazy bitch when I have to be, especially when it comes to my baby sister. Or you."
"Good, so what do you wanna do this weekend?"
"Well... Shelby has asked me and you to go camping! She takes this annual camping trip with her family from Akron every year. And I'd really like you to come with me. It's only Friday night and Saturday night. We'll be back Sunday."
"Camping? Uh... Ok" Santana didn't like bugs, she tended to avoid things that were around bugs, like sitting on grass. She doesn't do that.
"Don't worry, if any big bad bugs come, I'll unleash a Berry Bomb on them."
Santana laughed and passionately kissed the girl in front of her. They were interrupted when Hiram cleared his throat behind them.
"Sorry to interrupt, I was just wondering if you guys wanted anything to eat? I was gonna order take-out."
"Breadsticks do deliveries now!" Santana gasped as her eyes widened. Hiram laughed, showing a set of shiny white teeth. "Okay! Breadsticks it is, usual for you Santana?" She nodded and have him the thumbs up "and anything vegan for you Rach?"
"Yup daddy! Thank you!"
An hour later they were all sitting round the table eating, the conversation was casual, school, work, Cheerios, glee. Sectionals were less than a month away.
"Rach, I've been meaning to tell you something." He wipes his mouth and stood up and pulled a letter out a drawer "this came in the mail for you this morning. It's from NYADA."
Rachel's eyes widened while Santana bounced up and down in her seat "open it Rach! You gotta open it!"
Rachel opened the letter and scanned her eyes over the letter. "I have an audition in a months time! Oh my god!" Hiram hugged his daughter tightly and kissed her cheek, Santana have her a kiss on the forehead, and then her hand. "We're both so proud of you sweetheart."
"I can't believe it."
"I can, you're amazing." Santana said Hiram nodded in agreement.
"And what about you Santana? What are you doing?"
"I'm going to study law at NYU."
"Ahh, New York University. Very good Santana. I'm proud of you both. Leroy would be too. I just want you to know Rach, your Dad and I had a college fund set up for you, it's yours when you leave. There's $40,000. We've been saving since you were a baby. And of course Santana, I'd help you put anyway I can, financially that's not a problem."
"Oh that's not needed Hiram. My parents have my own college fund for me. But thank you anyway."
He smiled softly at her, Santana liked that smile. It was so true and made Santana feel like everything was going to be ok. "The offer still stands. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to finish this upstairs and let you girls enjoy the rest of your evening."
"Goodnight Daddy."
"Goodnight Hiram."
"There's something just not right with him..." Rachel said glancing off in the direction her Father just left.
