Love in Paradise

Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) Enjoy, and don't forget to review please(:

Chapter Seven: Carlos Lopez

The next day, Quinn can't stop smiling, even if Russell were to barge in her room, yelling, it couldn't bring her in a bad mood. For the first time, in a long time, she didn't have a nightmare, and she likes to think Santana had a lot to do with that. She showers, then gets ready for work. Quinn walks into the kitchen to find Judy making breakfast."Aloha, Quinnie bear, I don't have work today, so I thought I could make you something to eat before you go." Quinn smiles as she feeds Charlie."Thanks, mom, but I usually go to the restaurant." Judy looks disappointed for a second, then covers it with a smile."That's fine, I figured you would have your own little routine anyway. I'll just leave this out for your dad." Quinn pulls her in a tight hug, then thinks about what she'll say to Russell the next time she sees him. She looks down at her feet, biting her bottom lip."About dad, do you think he'll always be mad at me? I mean how can he possibly think it was my fault?" Judy hugs her back, rocking her for comfort."I don't know what goes on in his head, but I'll try talking to him. I just think since he doesn't know who did it, he had to have someone to blame, as stupid and ridiculous as that sounds." Quinn wipes her eyes and looks at the clock above the counter."I have to go if I'm going to stop at the restaurant." She kisses Judy's cheek before running out the door. This time she takes her car, not wanting to be late for work.

Will greets her like always at the bar, on the first floor, with still having no customers yet."Where's Charlie?" She shrugs, taking a seat."I didn't walk today, I'll bring her next time." He nods."I'll get your food ready." She smiles mouthing a thank you, and looks out the window. Quinn has so many mixed emotions, she's happy how things are going with Santana, scared for the upcoming week, and scared about her father. He is so unpredictable now, she doesn't know what he'll say or do the next time she sees him. Will returns with her food, with Puck not far behind, looking guilty, and like he has something to say."Mr. Shue, can you uh give us some privacy?" He glances at Quinn, she nods then he goes to the back room. Puck sighs and sits across from her."I know what that little prick did. He came by the house, and I heard him bragging about it to his buddies." She looks down at her lap and shrugs."There isn't really anything we could do." He groans, slamming his fist down and making her jump."You can tell the police, it should've been done when it happened, Q. All of this could've been avoided, and I regret making that promise to you." Will returns, looking concerned."Everything ok here?" She nods, smiling a little."Yeah, Puck was just leaving anyway." He glances back at Will, then leans closer to Quinn."This conversation isn't over. Something needs to be done about them, before someone else gets hurt." He leaves angry, slamming the back door shut."You sure you're ok?" She nods then eats the rest of her food."Thanks for breakfast. I have to hurry, or I'll be late." Quinn gives him a quick hug before running out of the building, then speeds a little faster than normal to the hotel.

She parks next to Rachel and Kurt's cars, then hurries inside. At the front desk, Holly sees her and shakes her head."You're late, chicka." She sighs."I know, I know." Rachel and Kurt have already punched in, gotten their carts, and now are cleaning their assigned rooms for the day. Quinn is quick to get her things together, then gets her list, and rushes to her first room. While cleaning, she curses Puck for making her late.

-(POV)

Maribel wakes Santana up early to clean, making her angry."Mija, just get out of the house for awhile so I can clean. Your father will be here this afternoon." Santana freezes, eating her cereal."That's today? Why didn't you give me a warning or something?" Maribel says nothing as she continues to clean. Santana groans putting the dish in the sink, then goes into her room to shower, and get dressed. She doesn't waist anytime leaving and decides to take a drive to the beach. It's pretty deserted with it being so early, but Santana sits close to the water, bored."Santana? What are to you doing here?" She turns to Sam looking down at her and sighs."My Mami kicked me out so she can clean." He hums siting next to her."You know, I promised my girlfriend I'd stay away from you." He grins."Quinn?" Santana nods, and he leans closer."Do you always do what she tells you?" She feels child go up her spine, and not the good kind either, but covers it by rolling her eyes."Do you know where I can get some alcohol?" He looks taken back, but grins."Uh yeah I can get you some." She stands wiping the sand off her shorts."Good, let's go then."

Sam escorts her to his car, then drives to his house."Don't worry, parents aren't home." She follows him into the kitchen, and he hands her a pack of beer."You plan on sharing?" She sighs."No, but I guess I have no choice." He grins as she hands him one."Really? That's all I get." Santana rolls her eyes, giving him two more, then starts to leave, and Sam chases after her."Why don't you hang out here?" She shrugs."I already told you I promised Quinn I'd stay away from you, I just wanted some free alcohol." He hums."I don't bite. We could just drink and play some Xbox, it's more fun that way." She holds herself back from saying anything about what he helped do to Quinn, and sighs."Fine, but I'm first player." He grins."Cool." Sam takes her down the hall, into what looks like the game room. Looking through all the games, they decide on MLB."This is gonna be too easy, I'll kick your ass." Santana says, siting on the couch, and Sam snorts."Not only have a played this game too many times to count, I have played baseball a few years ago." He sits on the floor, leaning against the couch, next to Santana's feet."Then you'll be all the more embarrassed when I beat you." He shakes his head."Enough talking, and play already." They continue to drink throughout the game, and Sam even gets another case. At the end of the second game, Santana is drunk, and looks at the clock above the tv."I have to go, I wanted to visit my girlfriend at work. I thought I could make her day, cause I just love when I can get her to smile." Sam groans."Forget that bitch, I'm winning." Santana gets on to her feet and kicks his side, but not having much effect."Hey! That's my girlfriend, don't talk about her like that." Sam pauses the game and follows her out."Are you gonna walk there? You can't drive." She shrugs."Then I'll walk, it's not that far."

"Whatever, don't go telling people where you got the beer." She waves walking down the driveway."Yeah, ok, calm your tits."

-(POV)

Quinn is on break with Rachel and Kurt in the locker room."So, tell us about the first date." Rachel says as she sits across from her, on the other bench, and Kurt joins, equally excited. Quinn rolls her eyes, but smiling and slightly blushing."It was amazing, she's amazing. She took me to that really fancy restaurant, the one right on the beach." Both gasp and Rachel aw's, making Quinn blush more."The food was really good, then San took me out on the beach. She had a guitar by a palm tree, and sang to me." This time both aw."What did she sing?" Kurt asks."Enchanted, by Taylor Swift." She laughs as her friends continue to aw."That's so romantic, you're so lucky." Rachel says and Quinn nods in agreement."I am, just thinking about her makes me happy." Kurt smile fades glancing between the girls. "Not to ruin the moment, but have you talked to your dad yet?" She sighs."No, I think he was still asleep when I left. I'm kind of nervous, what if he hits me again?" Both sit next to her, and Rachel rubs her back, while Kurt rubs her arm."He really scared me, I know my mom won't let him hurt me, but, he's done it twice already."

"Then if he knows what's good for him, he won't do it a third time." Kurt says, making Quinn smile a little."I hope not." Holly then walks in, looking angry, something that rarely ever happens."You are so lucky I was at the front desk, and not someone else." The three friends are confused, until a clearly drunk Santana comes to view."Quinn, my girlfriend! I came to see you, cause I missed you, and stuff." Quinn sighs and helps Santana sit on the bench."Hey, babe. Can I ask why your drunk?" She just smiles."You called me babe, I like it." She snorts."Yeah I do too, but I wish you weren't drunk." Santana pouts."Your mad?" Quinn glances at Holly and sighs."A little, you can get me fired." She runs her fingers through her hair, as Rachel and Kurt look on, not knowing what to do. Then Santana starts to cry, confusing everyone."I'm bad, Q. I'm always causing trouble, and I don't think my Papi likes me very much. He'd like you though, and your friends, their nice, I'm just a hot bitch." Quinn heart breaks and hugs her tightly."You're not a bitch, and I don't know about your dad, I never met him. But if what you say is true, then fuck him, cause you're amazing." Santana continues to cry on her shoulder, and Rachel clears her throat."Quinn, why don't you get her out of here. We'll cover for you, take her to the beach or something." She rubs the Latina's back and sighs."Do you wanna get some air, we'll go to the beach. Sound good?" Santana sniffles, wiping her eyes."Ok." Quinn smiles taking her hand, then helping her stand up."You don't mind, do you Holly?" She shakes her head."No, just don't have her coming here like that again."

Quinn smiles apologetically as she leaves."Does that lady hate me?" She snorts."No, just a little mad, but she'll get over it." Santana lays her head on Quinn's shoulder."Are you still mad?" She grins."I don't think I can stay mad at you." The Latina lifts her head and sneezes, making Quinn laugh a little."Bless you." Santana spots the beach and runs."San!" She runs after the brunette, and a few elders near by shake their heads. Quinn watches as Santana nears a fallen branch and tries running faster."San, look out!" The Latina trips into the sand and she sighs in relief knowing she didn't get hurt. Finally catching up, she kneels next to Santana and notices she's started to sober up, holding her head."You've got to be fucking kidding me." Quinn grins."You ok?" She sighs then gets herself up, and sits on her knees."Yeah, I think so." She starts brushing the sand off, and Quinn helps, making her smile."I'm sorry." Santana says, and Quinn looks confused."For?" She shrugs."Almost getting you fired." She nods."I told you I'm not mad." Quinn pauses glancing at the ocean, then holds out her hand."Let's go by the water, I wanna talk." She helps Santana up then both sit in front of the water, but away from the tide."What do you wanna talk about?"

She bumps Santana's shoulder."You know." Santana sighs."Papi has always been strict with me, I guess that's why I drank and started partying so much. I just don't want to be someone I'm

not." Quinn hums."Someone like me?" She asks picking the hem of her shorts and Santana sighs."It's not a bad thing, you're amazing too. I just think I want to be me, not you." She looks up at her, smiling with a blush."Me too." Santana returns the smile, then leans over, kissing her tenderly."If you want, I'll go with you, to see your dad." Santana smile grows."Yeah?" She nods."Gracias, that would be nice, and it'd help a lot." Quinn pecks her lips a few times."Then I'll go." Santana reconnects their lips in a heated kiss, rubbing Quinn's thigh with a moan. Then gently, she lays the blonde on her back, never breaking the kiss. Quinn holds onto Santana's waist, slipping her hands up her shirt. When air becomes a problem, do they break the kiss, panting. The Latina grins, kneeling on her forearms and pecks Quinn's lips."Have you ever had sex on the beach?" She just looks around nervously."You wanna do it now?" Santana snorts creasing her cheek."That answers my question." She blushes making Santana laugh some more."You don't do it during the day, you could be seen." Quinn sighs disappointed, rubbing Santana's arms."I should probably go back to work, but I really want to stay here with you." The brunette grins leaning down and kisses her tenderly."Me too, but you're right. I'll just hang out." She climbs off her and Quinn sits up, confused."You're gonna hang out here?" She hums."Yeah, I don't wanna go back home. The food at Casanova will sober me up more, plus I wanna be close to you." Quinn smiles then pulls her into a deep kiss."You really are amazing." Santana snorts."Not even close, but if you say so, I guess I can't argue." She kisses her again and Santana smiles against her lips."You have to go, babe." She kisses her a few more times."I know, I just love kissing you." After making out a little longer, Quinn reluctantly pulls herself away from the brunette, and goes back to work.

She finds Rachel, and gets her cart back."Thank you, I owe you one." The shorts girl just hums, looking angry."I can't believe Santana just came here like that. Is the drunk sober yet?" Quinn sighs."Stop it, don't talk about her like that. You don't know the kind of pressure her father has her under. I'm gonna help her, like she continues to do with me." Rachel shakes her head."You're right I don't, and I'm sorry. How is she helping you?" Quinn shrugs bashfully."I finally feel like I can be open and honest again, and it feels awesome. She just makes me feel really comfortable to do that, and when she holds me, I feel safe." She pauses with a content sigh."Ya know the night of our first date, I slept through the whole night. Even close to the date, I slept, and it's nice not feeling so tired." Rachel grins."I'm happy for you, but like Holly said, don't have her come here like that." She nods pulling her in a hug."I won't." The short brunette goes to get her own cart, then stops."Have you told her all that?" She shakes her head."Do it soon, I'm sure she'd want to hear it." She smiles."I will." Quinn has just three more rooms to clean before her day at work is over. She puts her cart back, then sets out to find Santana. Thinking she's still be at the beach, she looks there first, but doesn't see her. Then she goes back to Casanova, incase she missed her. Looking inside she sees Santana siting in the back and smiles, but as she gets closer she sees the Latina siting with Sam. Quinn stops dead in her tracks with mixed emotions, at first she wants to grab the Latina and run, but now she feels betrayed and hurt."San?" The brunette looks over and groans."I told you to stay the hell away from me. Now Q is mad at me." She throws her cloth napkin at him, then takes Quinn's hand."I kept telling him to leave, but the prick wouldn't listen. I swear."

She glances back at Sam's grin and grimaces."Promise?" Santana smiles a little."Yeah, promise. He thinks cause I got some booze from him we're best friends or something." Quinn steps back, pulling her hand back."What? He's the reason you got drunk?" Sam grin grows."We played Xbox together." Santana glances to him, glaring."I only wanted some free drinks, I would've gotten it from anyone, it just happened to be him." Quinn crosses her arms holding back tears."I asked you to stay away from him for a reason, San." She looks down at her feet and shrugs."I'm sorry, Q. With my Papi coming I wanted to drink, and I didn't care where I got it. Please don't be mad, but I'm not this amazing person you think I am!" Santana storms out of the restaurant, and Sam goes to follow, when Quinn stops him."You stay the fuck away from her, go it?" He crosses his arms, smiling."What are you going to do about it, tell on me?" She sighs."I didn't want to, but if you touch her, I'll tell everyone with ears what you did to me." She leaves, not caring for a response, only finding Santana and talking to her. Quinn doesn't have to look very far, finding the Latina talking to Holly at the front desk."Hey, San. Can we talk?" She nods and Quinn takes her to the locker room. They sit next to each other on the bench, and Quinn takes both Santana's hands."I do believe you, I was just a little hurt cause you promised me you'd stay away from him." She looks down at her lap, sighing."I know, I'm sorry. He just wouldn't listen." Quinn rubs her hands with her thumbs."Yeah, that sounds like Sam, douche bag." She pauses, hooking her finger under Santana's chin."I told him, that if he touched you, I'll tell everyone what he did to me; his friends too."

"You would do that?" She nods."They hurt me really bad, and there is no way in hell I'll let any of them do the same to you." Santana smiles with a bashful shrug."You didn't have to do that, I can take care of myself." Quinn pecks her lips a couple times."Too late. You've helped me so much already without even realizing it, and I'll help you too. We're in a relationship, it's about taking care of each other. And I'll be there for you, when your dad comes." Santana pulls her in a tight hug."Gracias. I kind of don't deserve it though." Quinn leans out of the embrace, and lightly slaps Santana's shoulder."Stop that. I wish you could see how awesome you are, like I can." She sighs."It'll make more sense when you meet my Papi." As if right on que, Santana's cell phone rings, and she rolls her eyes."It's Mami, he's home." She takes Quinn's hand, and drags her out of the room."Aren't you gonna answer that?" She continues to walk until they reach Quinn's car."No, she'll just tell me to get my ass home." She pauses, taking Quinn's other hand."Ready?" She grins."Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Santana shrugs."Maybe, answer it anyway."

"Yeah, I think so. A kiss would help." She snorts and kisses Quinn tenderly."Better?" She hums."Much, any excuse to kiss you always makes me feel better." Santana laughs and kisses her a few more times."Let's go, I don't want to get in trouble for being late." Before Santana can get in the car, Quinn pulls her in a tight hug."No matter what he says, just remember how awesome an amazing I know you are, ok?" Santana smiles returning the hug."Ok." Driving to Santana's house, Quinn starts to feel the nerves. Parents in general usually like her, but Santana's reaction to his home coming, makes her uneasy. She takes the Latina's hand to comfort them both, then soon pulls in front of the large home."Just take a few deep breaths, and remember what I said." Santana smiles a little and nods."Let's get this over with." Both climb out of the car, and Quinn takes Santana's hand as they walk to the front door. Maribel opens it, and escorts them in the living room."Your father is on the phone in the kitchen. He's been asking for you when he got here." The Latina takes a deep breath, and Quinn squeezes her hand for reassurance. Carlos shortly walks in, putting his cell phone in his pants pocket."Santana, finally decided to come home and greet your father." She nods, then Carlos glances at Quinn."Who's this?" Santana looks down at her lap."Quinn, my girlfriend." He hums siting next to Maribel."I never took you as a girlfriend type."

"Well she is, and she's amazing." Carlos and Santana look taken back by her comment."Is that so?" She nods."Absolutely." He says nothing, looking between the girls, and sighs."So have you done something yet I should be proud of? Find a job yet?" Quinn is shocked at how submissive the Latina is around her father, but understands what she was talking about."She did, she works with me, that's how me met." Santana discreetly mouths what the hell, and Quinn just shrugs."Is that right? Where at?"

"The hotel just down the road. She gives guitar lessons, and I clean and give ukulele lessons." Carlos leans back on the couch."Good, I'm glad your finally becoming more responsible. Have you stopped partying and drinking so damn much?" She shrugs."I still go to parties, and drink, but I've only been to one since we got here." He glances at Maribel and hums."I guess it's a start. I like you Quinn, you're a good influence on my daughter. Your parents raised you right." She grins."Thank you, sir." He nods."I'll be in my office, I have phone calls to make. Good to see you again, Mija. Nice to meet you, Quinn." Carlos leaves and Santana breaths a sigh of relief, then lightly slaps Quinn's shoulder."I can't believe you lied to him." She shrugs."It's better than having him yell at you. Besides it doesn't have to be a lie, I could get you a job there." Maribel clears her throat, getting their attention."I think it's a good idea, it'll give you something to do, and she already said you work there. What would you do if your father wanted to check on you?" She sighs, and Quinn leans over to whisper in her ear."We'd be working together, with a lot of beds." Santana grins."Are you seducing me to work?" Quinn lightly blushes with a shrug."Maybe, but I know you want to now." She laughs a little and pecks her lips a few times."Fine you had me at a lot of beds." Quinn snorts."Of course I did." Santana continues to laugh, then kisses her tenderly until Maribel clears her throat again, making Quinn blush."Do that upstairs girls. I'll make diner, and Quinn you should call your mother." She nods as Santana drags her up to her room. Quinn sits on the bed and Santana turns the tv on."Feel better?" She shrugs sitting next to her."Yeah, I guess it could've gone worse." Quinn rubs her back."I see what you meant earlier. He's worse than my dad I think." She hums distracted by the tv, and not wanting to talk about it further. Quinn senses that and kisses her shoulder, leaving a trail to her neck."You're driving me crazy." She snorts kissing up to her ear."Kiss me, San." The Latina turns her head, pulling her in a heated kiss with a moan.

She gently lays Quinn on her back, reconnecting their lips, slipping her tongue in. Quinn slides her hand under Santana's shirt and squeezes her right breast, earning a moan. Then the brunette breaks the kiss, siting up and takes her shirt off."You're so beautiful, San." She smiles and tugs on Quinn's shirt, and she nervously nods siting up. Santana slowly takes it off, then throws it on the floor. Quinn avoids her gaze and she hooks her finger under her chin."You're gorgeous, Q." She smiles shyly and Santana kisses her slowly, showing love and care into it."Lay down, beautiful." She laughs at her continuing blush then attaches her lips to the blondes pulse point."What about your parents?" She shrugs."They don't come in here." Quinn moans as Santana squeezes her breast, then gently holds her wrist."I'm still not ready. I'm sorry." She sighs and kisses her neck a few more times, then lifts her head, looking down at Quinn."It's ok. I wasn't planing on doing anything, but I couldn't control myself." She leans down kissing her tenderly."I couldn't either, but the thought of getting caught or something freaked me out." Santana snorts then gathers their shirts."Wanna cuddle?" She nods excited, making her laugh, then both get comfortable with Quinn laying her head on her chest, arm wrapped around her waist."I never thought I would be so excited to go to work." Santana snorts, pulling her closer."Ditto."

-Authors Note-

What do you think? Jake and his buddies have not disappeared, and you will 'see' more of them. Review please(: