Love in Paradise

Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) Again, I'm sorry for the wait, real life kept me busy. This chapter will switch between Quinn and Santana's POV. If anyone is interested, I've been thinking about making 'IWAY' and 'WTHI' into a series. What I wanna know is, what you guys would like to 'see' happen, so leave suggestions in a review, and enjoy the update(:

rainbowbright108: I've updated! Don't worry, they will, and I'll try not to. It was really just writers block and I wasn't happy with it anymore than you were, lol.

Hakuna-fuckin-Matata: I'm glad you're still reading and enjoying the story, thanks for the review(:

Chapter Thirteen: Therapy Talk

For the third time Quinn wakes up in the familiar hospital room, this time with Santana still in bed with her, and she smiles. Santana is still sleeping and Quinn can't help but stare. The Latina is lightly snoring, and she thinks it's the cutest thing she's ever heard. Using her finger, she traces the skin on Santana's forehead down to her left temple, then her cheek, her jaw, to her chin. Then she goes back to her forehead and drags her finger down her nose to her soft, plump lips. Quinn smiles and leans down, giving Santana a chaste kiss until she feels the Latina kiss her back with a satisfied moan. Santana grins when the kiss breaks, and cracks one of her eyes open."That was a nice way to wake up." Quinn's smile grows and kisses Santana's cheek."Morning." Santana's eyes flutter open, and she leans up kissing Quinn tenderly."Morning, Mi Amor. You hungry?" Quinn hums contently."Yeah. I still can't believe they made me stay over night. I wanted to go home with you." Santana smiles rubbing Quinn's back."I know, babe. We still got our cuddle on though." Quinn snorts and pecks Santana's lips."I love you." She says leaning their foreheads together. Santana's smile never falters as she cups Quinn's cheek."I love you too. Now, hit that nurse button, I'm starving."

Quinn reaches over Santana and hits the button on the wall, then lays on top of the Latina. Santana raises her eye brows at her."Comfortable?" Quinn hums burying her face in the crock of Santana's neck."Very." Soon a nurse with red hair walks in."What can I get for you Quinn?" She peeks out from Santana's neck and smiles."Mrs. Shue, you still work here?" She smiles back."Of course. I wish this were under better circumstances, but it's good to see you." Quinn sits up and pulls the women in a tight embrace."Yeah, it is. You should come to the restaurant more."

"I'll try. So, what can I do for you?"

"Me and San are hungry. Can we have breakfast?" She nods."Your parents will be here soon. I was told to pass the message." Mrs. Shue leans over and kisses Quinn's forehead then leaves."You know her well?" Quinn bites her bottom lip, nodding slowly."Will is her husband. She was the nurse on duty the night of the attack, she helped me while I was healing." Santana smiles sympathetically."Then I should be thanking her." Quinn lays back down in her previous position on Santana's shoulder."I wonder how soon they'll make me go to therapy." Santana shrugs."I don't know how that works. Are you scared?"

"A little. I hated it the last time I went." Santana rubs her arm that's laying across her waist."No one likes it, but it does help."

"You sound like you've done it already." Quinn says with a nervous laugh."No, I haven't. I just knew someone that did."

"Really?" She nods."Yeah. My aunt was in a bad relationship that left her emotionally scarred."

"How long did it take to help her?"

"I'm not sure. It's different with everyone. Quinn, you're gonna be fine. You may have some stuff you need to deal with, but you've been dealing with it on your own for a long time. Let someone help you." Quinn looks up at Santana."You really think I can get past this?" She grins."Of course, and your friends and your parents think so too." Quinn smiles."I feel kinda awesome right now." Santana snorts. The door opens, and thinking it's Emma returning with their food, Quinn sits up and pulls the small table over to them."Hey, baby. I'm sorry we couldn't stay the night." Judy says walking in with Russell in toe."It's fine, mom. Santana was with me." Judy nods, feeling a little jealous of the Latina."Right. Did you two eat yet?" She shakes her head."Emma is getting us something."

"Oh, good. We came to see how you're doing, and also if you thought about therapy." Quinn sighs, glancing at Santana, she smiles in encouragement."Yeah, I have, and I'll go." Judy smiles and Russell sighs with relief."I don't want to be scared anymore, I want the nightmares to go away, and I don't want them to run my life anymore." Quinn can see the confused looks on her parents faces, but ignores it as Emma walks in with their food."If I remember from last time you didn't like the eggs." She says walking in, and stops mid sentence noticing more people."Oh, hello Mr. and Mrs. Fabray. How are you?" Judy nods."Good." Emma rolls the cart of food over to the girls."So, I got you both pancakes since Quinn loved them last time."

"Thanks, Mrs. Shue." She waves her off."Any time, and I've told you over and over, call me Emma." Quinn smiles then digs into her food, as does Santana."Call me if you need anything." Emma says as she leaves the room. Russell awkwardly clears his throat."Well, I'll go tell the doctor." He kisses Quinn's forehead before leaving. Judy sits on the chair next to Quinn's bed."Babe, can you pass me the remote?" Santana reaches over to the table beside Judy then gives Quinn the remote."Thanks." Quinn turns the tv hanging from the wall on. Judy sits in silence as the girls eat, and she watches the tv. When Santana finishes, Quinn presses the nurses button. Emma returns and takes back their dirty plates and gives them some milk."Quinn." The blonde looks over at Judy in surprise."Yeah?"

"I'd like to talk to you." She glances at Santana."In private if that's ok." Quinn shakes her head and Santana kisses her temple."It's ok, Mi Amor. I should get home. I promised Mami I wouldn't stay long." She giggles a Quinn pout and kisses her passionately."No pouting, I'll see you later, ok?" She nods and Santana climbs out of the bed."Aloha, Mrs, Fabray." Judy smiles in acknowledgment as Santana walks out of the room. Quinn sighs."So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Are you going to therapy for yourself, or Santana?" Quinn glares at her."What are you trying to say, mom?" Judy huffs."I don't want to be the bad guy again, Quinn, but last time we suggested this, you pushed us away. Why do you want to go now?" Quinn leans her head back on the bed and closes her eyes."When you first suggested it, I wasn't waking up every night unable to breath, and covered in sweet. I didn't know how hard it was going to be to forget. Being scared is tiring, and I just want to me again, or at least a part of me. Right now I have no control over my body." She pauses turning her head to look at Judy."Do you have any idea what that feels like?" Judy slowly shakes her head."I promise, I'm doing this for myself. Santana just made it easier for me to make the decision." Judy smiles sadly."I just wanted to be sure. You've grown very attached to her in such a short time." Quinn pinches her brows."I know I haven't known her long, but I know what I feel, and she makes me feel safe and loved."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry." Before either of them could say anything else, Russell returns with the doctor."Morning, Quinn. Your father has said you want to start therapy, but I need to hear it from you." She nods."I want to start therapy." He grins."Great, I'm glad you made that decision. I'll have the therapist, Mrs. Herman call you so you can both discuss a good time for your appointment. For now I'm going to prescribe something for your panic attacks. I have a feeling this wasn't the first, and it won't be the last. You can return home after your father signs you out. Take care of yourself, ok?" She nods as the doctor gives Russell her prescription before leaving. Russell folds the paper and puts it in his pocket with a sigh."I'll just go and sign you out, princess." He gives Quinn an awkward smile, then leaves. Judy stands up and helps Quinn out of bed."What's wrong with dad? He's acting weird." Judy smiles sadly."He's just afraid he'll say or do the wrong thing again, like last time." Quinn closes her eyes and exhales through her nose."Now I feel guilty." Judy hugs her."You know that's not his intent, or mine. We're not mad for what you've done, we didn't, or still don't know what you're going through, but let us help this time. You're most certainly not alone, baby." Quinn squeezes Judy tighter as she silently cries."I'm sorry."

"No, don't apologize, we had this talk. No use crying over spilled milk." She kisses Quinn's temple."Let's go home."

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Leaving the hospital, Santana calls Puck.'Talk to me.' She rolls her eyes."I'm getting out of the hospital, I need you to meet me at my place."

'Hospital? What happened, why didn't anyone call me, S?!' Santana climbs into her car, and sighs."Relax, Puck. She's fine, and I want to keep it that way." There's a short pause as Santana turns the car on."What do you need from me?" Santana grins."I want to check out Bieber's knife collection, but while your home, get some photos of Michael Myers' photo album."

'Sure, but I thought we were going to wait?' Santana closes her eyes, feeling a massive lump in her throat."I can't, Quinn is the best thing that's ever happened to me. She taught me what love is, and I'll do everything I can to protect her."

'Ok, I'm in. I'll see you soon.'

Santana sets her phone aside and pulls out of the hospital parking lot.

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When they arrive home, Quinn opts for her bedroom with Charlie. She feels tired and overwhelmed. In the car she had gotten a call from Mrs. Herman. The appointment is scheduled after the luau. Charlie is laying next to Quinn on her bed as she pets the lab, looking out her window. Her bedroom door isn't closed all the way, so she can hear her parents talking in the kitchen."Do you think we're doing the right thing?" Russell asks."Yeah, I do. She made this decision for herself, I think that's a good start."

"You're right. I'm proud of her." Quinn hears Judy sigh."I've been thinking about what the doctor told us in his office." Quinn furrows her brows, and listens closely."He said a lot." There's a short pause."You know what I'm talking about, Russell. We moved here before Quinn was born cause we thought it was a good place to raise her. After what's happened to our baby I thought it was some tourist, only today I find out it could've been a local, and someone she knows to top it off." Judy's voice increases as she gets more emotional, then there's another pause."Who would do this to our baby, Russell? All of our friends constantly praised her behavior, and her work ethic in school. I don't understand why this happened, why someone would want to hurt her?" Quinn closes her eyes and leans her head back. She has asked that herself a lot in the beginning, and her conclusion is always the same, bad things happen to good people.

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Driving to her house, Santana silently cries for Quinn, feeling it would be better to get her emotions out while she's alone. Santana never thought of herself as a good person, but Quinn has changed her. She might still be a little feisty, and mean, but she doesn't want to make a complete 180. Santana also believes in not changing completely for anyone, and she's not about to start now. Maribel isn't home. Santana finds a note on the fridge saying she went grocery shopping. She throws away the post it, then takes out her phone."Where the hell are you?"

'Dude, you think this is easy? My parents are home, I think it'd be strange if I get caught taking pictures of my brothers shit.' She rolls her eyes with a scoff."Hurry the fuck up, we still have to hit Bieber's house."

'I'm just putting everything back, relax.' Santana groans."Don't tell me to relax. If you're not here in five minutes, I'm going alone." Santana sighs deeply while pocketing her phone, then starts to pace the kitchen, biting the inside of her cheek."Fuck this shit." She says to herself while storming out of the house. Santana locks the door behind her then climbs into her car. Turning it on though, she realizes she doesn't know where the boy lives."Shit!" She hits the steering wheel, then notices a piece of paper on the dashboard. Looking at it, Santana remembers she had gotten his number and grins. She dials Ryder's number and taps the steering wheel with her thumb.'Hello?' She grins."Hi, you probably don't remember me, it's Santana, from the crocks store." She says in her flirty voice.'Oh, yeah of course I remember you. What's up?'

"I'm just bored and remembered I have your number. Is it cool that I come over?" There's a short pause.'Sure.' Her smile grows."Awesome, what's the address?" Santana grabs a pen from the glove compartment and writes it down on her hand."I'll see you soon, bye." Hanging up the phone, Puck pulls in the front of her house. Getting out of his car, he gives her a questioning look."Where you waiting the whole time in your car?" She rolls her eyes."No, idiot. I was going to Bieber's house."

"Without me?" Santana shrugs."You were taking too long, besides, I just called to get the address, he's only expecting me, so just stay here." He crosses his arms."And do what? I though we were in this together."

"We are, but I don't want it to look suspicious if you come with me. Play some fucking Mario or something, I'll be back." Santana catches Puck rolling his eyes as she pulls into the street.

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Quinn has fallen asleep, and wakes up to someone knocking softly on her door."Come in." She says, with her voice still hoarse from waking up. She rubs her eyes, then sits up as Rachel and Kurt walk in, both with sympathetic smiles, and Kurt is holding a small bear. She returns a small smile, not quit reaching her eyes. It's almost like déjà vu, when both diva's visited her for the first time in the hospital, days after the attack."How are you feeling?" Rachel asks as Kurt passes over the tiny bear. Quinn shrugs."Fine, I guess."

"I'm surprised Santana isn't here." Kurt says, earning a glare from Rachel. Quinn sighs."She went home this morning. I haven't actually talked to her since then." He hums, and Rachel rolls her eyes."Ignore him." She pauses, sitting at the edge of the bed, facing Quinn."So, I heard you're going back to therapy, what changed your mind?" Of course Rachel knows, her mother and the short girls' fathers are close friends."Yeah, I'm going. I didn't want to last time because-cause I didn't want to relive it." She pauses with a snort, then shrugs."And I have no control anymore, and I-I lost myself. I'm so thankful to have you both in my life, but I know you miss the old me. I can see it in your eyes, I saw it when we were at the mall. You said you don't blame me for not hanging out like we used to, but let's face it, it's my fault we haven't." Rachel and Kurt look down guilty."I just want to be me again in some way, more than I am now. If it takes talking to a shrink about it, then I'll do it." Rachel nods, placing her hand over Quinn's. Kurt sighs."Are you sure this is what you want, and not what Santana wants?" Quinn glares at him this time."Is that what everyone thinks?" He shrugs."I know we pushed you into trying this relationship, but we didn't think you'd grow so attached so quickly." Quinn pulls her hand away from Rachel's."Do you both feel this way?" Rachel shrugs, avoiding Quinn's gaze, and the blonde sighs."I can't believe this, you're both acting like Santana's a bad person. Well, guess what? She's not, she's far from it actually. Who cares if we've grown attached to each other? I know she would never hurt me, and I need someone like her in my life." Kurt hums as Rachel continues to look at her lap."I'm sorry, we just don't know her as well as you do. Maybe we can all go out sometime. We can go to the luau together."

Rachel looks up at him in question and he shrugs."What, it couldn't hurt right? I was just being a protective jerk, I don't hate the girl." Rachel snorts, and Quinn rolls her eyes, smiling."I appreciate it, Kurt, but you don't have to protect me from Santana, ok?" He purses his lips and exhales through his nose."We'll see at the luau." He winks, making Rachel and Quinn giggle.

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Santana double checks her hand as she parks in front of a large house. She turns off the car with an eye roll, and scoffs."Of course his parents a rich." Climbing out of the car, the front door to the house opens and Ryder walks out with a friendly smile."Hey, I'm just hanging out in my room playing video games, is that cool?" She gives him a flirty smile."Sure, my best friend is really into video games, I'm gonna kick your ass." He laughs as Santana walks inside, then follows her in, closing the door behind them."Are you thirsty, or hungry?" She looks around the house."Rents home?" He shakes his head and grins."Want a beer?" Santana grins back."Bud light."

"Cool, I'll be right with you. My room is the second door on the left." She nods and Ryder goes into the kitchen. Santana then hurries up the stairs while still not being suspicious about it. The door to his room is opened a little, so she slowly pushes it open as she walks inside. It's a typical boys room, with boy things like sports magazines, trading cards, and video games, but Santana notices how clean it is."Really, Bieber?" She says with a scoff. Looking around more, she sees a shelf next to his tv, full of knives. Santana rushes to it while taking her phone out, and takes a few pictures. While she does that, she doesn't hear anyone walk in the room, until she feels someone arms grabbing her from behind, holding her arms to her chest."You think I'm stupid don't you? You didn't think I knew who you were at the mall? My buddy Artie gave me a call, he saw you leaving from the hotel."

Ryder tightens his hold on Santana as she struggles to get out."We have ears everywhere, bitch." Santana grunts as she feels like a snake is squeezing her just before it eats her."I-I ca-an't bre-athe." Ryder grins, and with his other hand grabs one of his knives, then holds it in front of her."This is the knife similar to the one we used on Quinn. Oh what a fun night that was, she's one of my favorites." Santana squeezes her eyes shut."You're a fucking psycho." Ryder laughs."You haven't seen anything yet." Ryder puts the blade closer to Santana's face when Puck suddenly barges in the room."Get the fuck away from her you sick fuck!" Puck runs towards them and Ryder pushes Santana into his arms, and runs out of the room. Puck rubs her back as he looks around the room."You ok?" Santana tries to catch her breath, and nods."You were su-uposed to sta-ay at my pla-ace." Puck grins."After all this time we spent together, I consider you a friend. Plus, you're more than good for Quinn, she would be pissed if I left anything bad happen to you, and I guess I'd be kinda sad if that happened too." Santana takes a few more deep breaths, then snorts, pushing Puck playfully."You're such a softie." He just smiles."You sure you're ok?" She smiles back and nods."Yeah, I'm good, gracias."

"De nanda." Santana breaks their little starting contest then looks over at Ryder's shelf full of knives."I took some pictures before he went all ghost face on my ass." Puck nods."I almost got caught, but I have mine too." She grins."Awesome. You remember the plan right?" He rolls his eyes."Of course I do, you only told me about a hundred times." She shrugs."This is important." Puck slowly nods, the. glances out the door behind him."Yeah, I know. Let's leave before he comes back."

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Kurt walks into Quinn's large closet, and starts looking through her clothes, confusing both Rachel and Quinn."What are you doing?" Quinn asks with a laugh."I know you just got back from the hospital, but I want to spend the rest of the day with the girls. We can stop at your dad's restaurant first, then go to the beach. Holly is having a small party, we need to have some fun." Quinn smiles, looking over to Rachel, Te short girl shrugs."Ok, I'm in. Let me text Santana so she knows where I am. Maybe she can join us, and you'll get to know her sooner than the luau." Quinn reaches over to her nightstand and opens a new message.'Aloha, babe. I miss you so much, me Rachel and Kurt are going to the beach for a small part Holly is having, would you like to join us?' Kurt takes the phone from her, and replaces it with a new romper she got from Pacsun."Take a shower, get dressed, make yourself pretty, then meet us in the living room." He winks setting the phone on the night stand, then drags Rachel out by her hand.

After a quick shower, Quinn gets dressed, puts on some makeup, then tells her parents where she's going, Quinn follows Rachel and Kurt out of the house."You think it'll be busy there, I hate waiting long for food." Rachel snorts."Her dad owns the place, Kurt. I'm sure we'll be seated and served within minutes." Quinn rolls her eyes."I'm starting to think that's why you're both friends with me." Kurt and Rachel share a look."Of course it is, I can't believe it took this long for you to figure it out." Quinn snorts and slaps Kurt's arm."You're horrible." He laughs along with Rachel. Glancing across the street, Quinn sees Marley and waves. The girl returns it then crosses the street with a friendly smile."Hey, how are you? I heard the news about your panic attack." Quinn bites her bottom lip and nods."Yeah, I'm ok. Thanks for asking, how are you?" Getting the hint, Marley drops the subject."Good. You know the guy I was telling you about?" She nods as Rachel and Kurt continue to question how the girls know each other."Well, we went on our first date. He was such a gentlemen, I think he's the first guy I've met here that I actually like." Quinn hums, making it seem like she's interested."So, my mom told me about the luau at the hotel you work at. Jake wants to go and I was wondering if you need like tickets for it or something." Quinn shakes her head."No, but since you're not a residence there you'll have to pay five dollars each to get in."

"Oh, ok, that's fine. Will you be there, maybe we can sit together." Quinn tries her best to keep her emotions in cheek, taking a deep breath."Uh, yeah I will be, but I'll be behind the scenes for most of the night, and there's a table for staff and there plus one, sorry." Marley shrugs."That's fine, but I will see you there, right?" She kids with a forced smile."Yeah." Quinn pauses glancing at Rachel and Kurt."I'm sorry, me and my friends are heading over to my dad's restaurant for dinner. I'll see you soon, ok?" Marley nods."Sure, I have to go too, bye." Quinn breaths a sigh of relief as they continue down the road."What was that? How do you know her?" Quinn groans."Please, not now Kurt. We're supposed to be having fun, remember?" He sighs."Fine, but I'm not letting it go." She rolls her eyes."Of course your not." Rachel snorts.

As they get closer to the restaurant, Quinn feels her phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulls it out with a smile seeing as it's from Santana.'I miss you too, Mi Amor. I'll be there, and Puck will be coming along.' She frowns at Puck's name, she hasn't really talked to the boy since their little argument.'Ok, I can't wait to see you.' Right after she sends the text, she receives another from a blocked number.'Strike two. You're friend isn't gonna have too much fun at the luau, we have a nice surprise for her and you(;' Quinn feels a lump forming in her throat and tears sting her eyes. She stops in her tracks and takes a deep breath. Rachel and Kurt quickly notice and turn around with concern."Quinn, what's wrong?" Rachel asks. She shakes her head."I'm ok." Kurt arches his brow while Rachel looks unconvinced."Bull, do you feel like anther panic attack is coming?" Kurt asks. Quinn nods and they rush to her side."What do you want us to do?" Rachel asks."Nothing, it's not bad. I just need to control my breathing." They watch on closely as she slowly regains her breathing, then she opens her eyes."It's ok, I'm fine. Let's go, I'm hungry, and I don't want anymore people looking at me." Rachel and Kurt both look around to, in deed find people starring."Take a picture, it'll last longer!" Kurt shouts. Rachel slaps his arm, glaring."Enough, you'll only cause more attention." He rolls his eyes.

****Authors Note****

Any thoughts? I know there isn't a lot of Quinntana interactions again, but it's coming. And I also have to warn you that bad things are coming. What do you think Santana and Puck are up to? Who loves their friendship? I know I do(:

Again, if any of you are interested in 'It was Always you' and 'Where the Hearts is' in becoming a series, give me some suggestions, thanks so much!