Love in Paradise

Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) As everyone knows, we lost an amazing and talented man over the past weekend. I wasn't in any mood to update any of my stories, let alone write. I know some authors have dedicated their chapters to him, and I thought about doing that myself, but I just decided to take this space in my authors note to say I might not have been a big Finn fan, but I was always a Cory fan. Even if any of you weren't a fan of either, I think we can all agree he was a good man, talented, and loved his fans dearly. I also like to take this space and remind gleeks to not remember this man by how he died, but how he lived his life, though sadly shortened. Remember his smile, his goofy and sometimes awkward personality, his inability to dance, and his ability to laugh at himself for it. Also remember his dedication to not only helping himself, but his openness about his problems so it'll help others. My heart goes out to his family, Lea, glee family, and to his friends. Death is hard for everyone who has experienced it, who has lost someone to it. I know some of us may have forgotten that, and are worried about the SL's for the show, or when they'll start filming. I've done it myself, but what I'm trying to say is, don't focus too much of your time on that. That is Ryan, the writers and Fox's jobs. Anyway, this a long authors note, but I want everyone to have that to think about. Enjoy the update, I don't know how much longer this story will continue for, but I know it still has a few left, and I hope you guys stick with it until then. Warning: violence.

Chapter Fourteen: Luau

**Two days before Santana starts working with Quinn**

Santana storms in the Maui police department, determined and angry. She marches up to the front desk, where a middle aged Hawaiian women sits, doing some kind of work on her laptop. Santana slams both hands on the desk. The women looks up with her brows raised."May I help you?" She nods."I need to talk to whoever is in charge of this place." The women looks taken back."Why do you need to talk to the sherif? What is this about?" Santana groans."That's for me and him to discuss. Now where the hell is he?" The women sighs."Sorry, young lady, I can't let you talk to him. He's a busy man, and in a meeting." Santana scoffs."Bull shit. Lady, this is important, ok? I need to talk to him." She hears how desperate Santana sounds, and gives in with a sigh."I'll be right back." Santana nods. The women gets up from the desk to walk down the hall where the sherif's office is. Santana watches as the lady peaks her head in as she talks to the man, then turns to her and waves her over. She takes a deep breath before joining them.

The women smiles politely as she steps aside to let her in. A local Hawaiian man sits at his desk, reading through some file."You wanted to speak to me?" She nods."Y-yes. I want t-to talk to you about the attack on Quinn Fabray." He looks up at her, shocked."That was almost a year ago, the girl didn't want to talk to any law enforcement. We closes the case, why bring it up now?" Santana sighs."She's my girlfriend, I just found out about it myself." The man turns around and pulls out what she assumes is Quinn's file."Are you telling me you convinced her to finally talk?" She shakes her head."I know who did it though. She told me. I know everyone that was involved." He raises his brows."I didn't realize there were more than one person. I thought two at the most."

Santana nods and takes a deep breath."Five. There were five involved." The sherif clears his throat, seeming to be getting emotional."Quinn Fabray is a local here. Russell and Judy moved here when she was still pregnant. My wife delivered her. I got to see her after." He smiles."Beautiful baby." Santana smiles as well, thinking about Quinn with her blonde hair and hazel eyes as a baby."I wanted to find who'd done this myself, but even my hands were tied. If you have proof of these people you claim to know who committed this crime, I'll reopen her case." Santana nods."I can do that." He grins."What's your name?"

"Santana Lopez." He holds out his hand, and Santana walks across the room to shake it."You're a good girl, Santana. Quinn is lucky to have you." She smiles bashfully."I am too, sir." He nods."It's nice to meet you. Welcome to Maui."

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Later that day, Santana goes to Russell's restaurant to eat. She's been thinking about how she can get proof from any or all of the people involved in Quinn's attack, and so far she's come up with nothing. Disappointed, and frustrated, Santana goes to the bar and orders her lunch. As she eats, Puck walks in with Will's order. He catches Santana and grins."Santana, right?" She nods."Sorry, I don't remember your name." He shrugs."It's Puck. So, how's Quinn?" She looks at home confused."How would I know?" Puck grins."I saw the way she looks at you at the party. When Quinn sees someone she likes, she goes for it. Well, that's how it used to be, I don't know if anything has changed."

She nods."I know." Now it's Puck's turn to look confused."She told me everything, I know." He looks around, then nods towards the back of the restaurant, into the storage room. She follows him inside."So, she told you everything?" Santana rolls her eyes."Yeah. Quinn said I make her feel safe." He grins."That's good, um so do you uh know who did it?" She exhales deeply."Yeah, I do. I just got back from the police station. I talked to the sherif, said if I can find proof, he'll reopen the case." He crosses his arms."Who ever did this needs to pay." Santana shrugs."I don't know how I can get the proof yet."

"Let me help you." Santana looks taken back."If I do that, I'll have to tell you who did it. Quinn is trusting me with this." He groans."I need to do this, San. There's no time right now to explain why, just know I have to." Santana runs her fingers trough her hair with a sigh."Fine, but this stays between us. No one can know." He nods."Alright, makes sense. So, who did it?"

**Present Time**

After they've eaten, and the many worried glances from both Kurt and Rachel, Quinn has convinced them to continue going to the party. Now they're on their way to the beach."Are you sure you're ok?" Rachel asks. Quinn huffs."I'm fine." The brunette nods, still unconvinced."Can I ask what caused your little panic attack?" She shakes her head."It's silly, no need to worry. I'll feel better once I see Santana anyway." Kurt rubs her back."She's coming?" He asks."Yeah, I texted her before we ate." They quietly walk the rest of the way to the beach. Will, Emma, Holly, Brittany and Blaine are already there, and have started drinking."Quinnie!" Brittany hugs her tightly, surprising the blonde."Hey, staying longer than planed?" She shrugs."I've never been to a Luau before. I convinced my parents to stay for it." Quinn giggles."Then I hope you enjoy it."

"San will be here soon, I just got off the phone with her. Did she tell you Puck will be with her?" She nods."Yeah, thanks." Holly walks up to her and hands her a wine cooler."How ya feeling?" She rolls her eyes."Does everyone know?" Holly shrugs."I'll take that as a yes. I'm fine." Holly nods."Good." Quinn joins Kurt, Blaine and Brittany by the fire they already have started, and the group talks about the Luau. As they do, Quinn feels Santana wrap her arms around her shoulders."Hey, I missed you. Come give me a proper hug and kiss." Santana giggles then walks around the chair and sits on Quinn's lap. She hugs the blonde tightly, then gives her a tender kiss. Puck is standing with his hands in his pockets, not knowing if he's really welcome. Quinn sees him and sighs."Sit down, Puck. I'm not mad anymore, ok?" He grins and takes a seat next to them while grabbing a wine cooler."Want one, San?" She nods and Puck throws her one. Kurt looks between them, intrigued."You two have been spending a lot of time together. What have you been up to?" Puck shrugs."She lets me play her old game cube. You know I love my Mario, bro." He hums."So that's all you do, play video games."

"Kurt." Quinn warns him."It's just a question." She shakes her head."Stop it." Blaine tugs on his hand and whispers in his ear, making him be quiet. Quinn smiles in appreciation, and pulls Santana closer to her."Are you excited for your first Luau, babe?"

"I hope I don't fuck our performance up." Quinn giggles and kisses Santana's temple."You've been doing good, if anyone messes anything up it would be Brit." The tall blonde gasps as everyone laughs."That was not nice, Q. It's bullying and I don't like it." Rachel rubs her back."Awh, Brit. She was just kidding. I can help if you want." She smiles."Thanks, Rae." Rachel nods and Quinn shakes her head.

The rest of the small party is spent playing drinking games and now they've settled down around the fire. While Will and Holly lead the group into some drunk singing, Santana sneaks Quinn over to her truck."I haven't seen you all day, I missed you." She says pulling Quinn by her waist. Quinn smiles wrapping her arms around Santana's neck."I missed you more." They both close the gap between them in a tender kiss."Will you come with me as my date for the Luau?" Santana snorts."Of course, babe." Quinn pulls her in a searing kiss, causing the Latina to moan in her mouth."I love your kisses." She smiles and slips her hand down to Quinn's bottom, and squeezes it. They continue their heated make out session, battling tongue, and exploring each others mouth until they jump apart at the sound of a horn. Santana groans at the site of her father, glaring at her. He pulls onto the beach."Another party? I thought you changed?"

"I'm hanging out with a few friends, Papi. It's hardly a party, there's maybe six other people here besides Quinn." He grunts."Let's go, we're going home." She scoffs."Why?"

"Because I said so, get in the fucking car! I tell you time and time again, I'm sick of this behavior. Now, get in, you're grounded." Quinn wraps her arm around Santana's waist as she quietly watches the exchange."For what? Mami knows I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere!" He groans."Don't talk to me like that, Santana, I'm your father! You do what I say!" Quinn bites her lip."It's ok, San. I don't want you in any more trouble." She shakes her head."I wanna stay with you." She smiles and leans in for a tender kiss."I'll see you at the Luau, we have to be at work earlier to help set up. Call me though, ok?" Santana lets out a frustrated sigh."Ok, fine. You're making this up to me with more sweet lady kisses." He continues to glare at them. Quinn giggles and pecks Santana's lips a few times."I'm not complaining. Love you." Santana smiles back."You you too." As she walks around her car though, her smile fades into a pout. Quinn watches them drive down the road with a frown of her own, then joins the others by the fire."Where's Santana?" Blaine asks. Being dd, Blaine is the only sober one, besides Emma."Her dad came, he made her go home and no-ow I'm sad." She says with a hiccup. Blaine grins putting his arm around her shoulder."You'll see her tomorrow."

"I know, but I was enjoying my Santana kisses, and her mean dad had to come along and interrupt us. Next time I see her, I'm attacking her face." He snorts."You're getting drunk, Q. I think it's time I take you home." She smiles, perking up."Yeah, take me to Santana."

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Blaine was able to Quinn home safe, along with Kurt, Rachel and Puck. With a slight hang over, it took a little longer for Quinn to get ready for work. She picks a blue floral dress, and wears her hair in a simple side braid, with light makeup as always. With something quick to eat, and after she feeds Charlie, Quinn is on her way to pick up Santana when her phone rings. She smiles seeing said girls name across the screen."Hey, babe. I'm just getting in the car to come get you." She hears the Latina snort."I thought you'd be hung over." She rolls her eyes."You weren't any better than me." Santana laughs."I hate to break it to ya, Mi Amor, but I wasn't even tipsy. All we had were wine coolers. I guess it's been awhile for you, huh?" Quinn closes the car door and sighs."Yeah. So, what's up, why ya calling?"

"Papi said I can't go to the Luau. Mami can't talk him out of it." Her shoulders slump with a sigh."This might sound mean, but I don't like your dad." Santana laughs."I don't like him either, babe. I'm sorry. I can try to sneak out or something." Quinn traces the steering wheel."No, you'll just make it worse."

"I'm sorry, Mi Amor." She grins sadly."I know. I'll miss you so much."

"I'll miss you too. I gotta go, I'll call you later."

"Ok, love you."

"Love you too, bye."

Quinn puts her phone in the glove compartment then drives off to the hotel.

After punching in, she Rachel and Kurt start their normal routine of getting the rooms clean. The Luau isn't until later in the evening. As Quinn walks to the next room, she's surprised to see Santana heading in her direction."San, what are you doing here? I thought you were grounded?" She asks hugging the Latina tightly."I still have to work, Mi Amor. Papi just won't let me go to the Luau though." Quinn pouts leaning out of the embrace. Santana attempts to kiss it away."I really want you to go." She grins."I know, me too. There'll be more though, right?" Quinn sadly shakes her head."We're one of last resorts to do it." Santana huffs."I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you. We can have a date night, and do whatever you want. How does that sound?" She asks with a hopeful smile. Quinn shrugs."It sounds nice, but I'll still miss you." Santana sighs and leans in for a tender kiss."I do have a surprise planned for you. I wasn't going to tell you until later, but seeing you pout does stuff to me." Quinn snorts.

"What's my surprise?" Santana shakes her head."Nope, that's all you're getting. I'll see you later." She gives the blonde another kiss before turning around and walking away."Wait, how can you get out of your house?!" Santana faces her and winks."Don't worry about it." Quinn shakes her head, and continues off to clean the rooms.

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Marley arrived at the restaurant just in time. She had a rough morning, and slept through her alarm."You just made it!" A co-worker yells from the kitchen. She rolls her eyes putting on her apron."I know, I know." They open every morning for breakfast, and today seems to be more busy than ever. Marley walks up to the same guy who called to her as she walked in."So, what's with all the people? We never have this many so early." He shrugs."Fabray has his place closed for the morning and evening. I guess he's helping get ready for the Luau." She hums as she walks to her tables to take some orders.

She smiles seeing a familiar face at her first table, he grins back."Hey, what are you doing here so early?" He shrugs."To eat, and to also talk to you." Marley looks around the room and sighs as she sits across from Jake."Please tell me you didn't come here just to break up with me." He snorts covering her hand with his."No, of course not." She breaths a sigh of relief."Then what's up?" He looks at the table, guilty."I can't make it to the luau." Marley looks at him confused."Why not?" Jake shrugs."Work, I can't get out of it." She exhales sadly."I thought everyone was going?"

"I guess not. Look, you know I would go if I could." She grins."Yeah, still sucks though." He nods then glances back to the kitchen."You better get back to work. I'll have some waffles and coffee."

0o0o0o0

**Santana and Puck, before arriving at the beach**

"Are you positive this will work?" Puck asks. He and Santana are just coming back from Joe's house, and are now on their way to the police station. They gotten the address from Jake's room."For the hundredth time, yes. This the last of what we need to prove these assholes are guilty." He sighs."Quinn will be upset." Santana shrugs."She'll be upset with my dad."

"No, I mean, when she finds out what we've been up to." Santana side eyes him."Maybe, but she'll know I'm just protecting her, so she won't be mad for long."

"We can only hope, right?" She snorts."I guess so."

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At the hotel, employees, and a few volunteers have been helping set up for the Luau. Being the last to have one, a lot of tourists and locals look forward to the event. Quinn, Kurt and Rachel, along with some of the other staff, have finished their rooms and are now helping their classes rehearse their songs.

Quinn is surprised to see both her parents helping set tables, and get the food ready."Their really trying aren't they?" Rachel asks, sneaking up next to the blonde. Quinn smiles."Yeah."

"Have you been sleeping?" She sighs stepping aside away from the guests."Not so much, but it could be worse." Rachel gives her a skeptical look."What the hell does that mean?" Quinn huffs."It means I'm having the same damn dream every night, and only you and San know about it." She nods."What's it about?" Quinn runs her fingers through her hair."I really don't want to talk about this now, can you drop it, please?" She doesn't give Rachel time to answer, returning back to the guests and continues to help rehearse. Kurt appears by Rachel's side."What was that about?"

"I'll tell you later." Kurt and Rachel return to their groups.

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Later in the evening just when everyone has finished setting everything up, Quinn returns home with her parents. She has gotten sweetie and wants to shower before the Luau. Santana has snuck some visits during work through out the day, but Quinn is still bummed the Latina can't make it to the Luau. After she quickly showers, gets redressed and fixes her makeup, Quinn returns to the resort with Judy and Russell.

Since Quinn is an employee and in the show, they don't have to wait in line like everyone else. They receive their lays, take their picture, then take their seats at the employees table in the back. The area they chose to have the Luau, is fairly large, with a large stage and tables. To the left of the stage, at a good distance, is where everyone will be getting their food. Beyond that are the restrooms and some small shops to get the photos they took coming in, and jewelry."So, Quinn. When will Santana be meeting us?" Judy asks. Quinn sighs."Right, I forgot to tell you. Her dad won't let her come. He saw us together at the party last night, and grounded her." Russell doesn't look too happy."Is his reasoning related to you?" She grins shaking her head."I guess Santana has been a partier, and he never liked that. Seeing her there upset him." He hums."Well that's too bad. Maybe tomorrow you two can go out. I know you we're looking forward to this." She shrugs."Maybe, I'm sure Santana would like that."

More employees start showing up, along with the guests. Quinn and her parents are one of the first to get their food. As they eat, Russell smiles at Marley, and who Quinn assumes is her mother."You made it." He hugs both Marley and the larger women."Of course, thanks for inviting us." Russell introduces them to Judy, then goes to do the same with Quinn."I know Marley, but it's nice to meet you, Millie."The women smiles as they both sit across from them."Nice to meet you too."

"Marley, are you expecting someone?" Judy asks. She shakes her head."My boyfriend couldn't make it." Quinn breaths a sigh of relief."That's too bad. Quinn's girlfriend couldn't make it either. I guess you can use this time to get to know each other better."

0o0o0o0

**Puckerman house**

Jake, Sam and the other three boys are playing video games in his room. Well, Sam and Ryder are, while Jake messes around with one of his knives."What time are we leaving?" Artie asks."In a few minutes." Jake answers with a grin.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Jake?" Ryder asks pausing the game. Jake shrugs."Too late to turn back now. Besides all my hard work has been leading up to this, she's coming with us." Ryder returns to the game after hearing the authority in Jake's voice, knowing the subject is dropped. Sam grins."I can't wait to get my hands on that bitch again." Jake snorts."Yeah, well you have to wait until I'm finished doing my job, then you can do whatever the hell you want with her."

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After her shift, Santana returns to the locker home and punches herself out. Puck walks in carrying a plate full of food. She rolls her eyes."What's with the food?" He shrugs, pouting."I'm hungry." Santana walks past him out the door, he quickly follows."You better get rid of it, no food in the car." He stops."What, are you serious?" She shrugs as she continues to walk. Puck groans and throws most of it away, taking some bread with him."What time are they meeting us?" He asks as he catches up to her."Soon."

"Do they know I'm coming?" They climb into the car, and Santana drives off down the road."No, so stay hidden." He nods then gives her instructions on how to get to a very familiar park. It's bigger than Santana pictured it."I didn't think it's be this weird for me." Santana pats his shoulder."Well, suck it up, cause we're going in."

With more instructions from Puck, they arrive at the same spot he found Quinn after the attack. Santana sits down on a fallen tree, looking at the ground."So this is it?" He sighs sitting next to her."Yeap. I can't even tell you how many nightmares I had after that. Seeing her covered in blood, it's fucked up, and it's why I'm

here." She nods."Got the bag, right?" He turns slightly so Santana can see the book bag on his back. She takes it off him, then looks at the time on her phone."You should hide behind a tree or something." He jumps over the tree their sitting on, and hides behind some talk bushes. Santana bites her nails as she waits.

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The show has started and the little kids have just finished both of their performances, now it's Quinn's group's turn. She is seated in the middle with her ukulele, while the rest sit around her. Despite missing Santana, Quinn is still having a good time. Judy and Russell are in the audience taking pictures and bragging like proud parents. Two or three of the guests mess up a few times, but only Quinn can tell.

After they finish, Quinn helps Kurt's group with their outfits, cause of course he had to go all out. Holly appears behind her with a camera and taps her shoulder."Time for some photos, after this the professionals will be coming out. I want a lot of pictures of them, and the guests." She nods taking the camera. Every year Holly has Quinn take pictures. She's the only one in the staff that can work a camera. She takes some photos of the guests first. The sun has been slowly starting to set the show began, so she takes a few of that next.

As Quinn takes pictures, she sees Marley through the camera, talking to Jake by the entrance. Her heart jumps into her throat as she watches the girl follow Jake to his car. Quinn takes a deep breath, then goes over to where Rachel is standing by the stage."I have to go, take more pictures for Holly."

"What? Quinn, this is your job. What's going on?" She asks as she follows the blonde into the parking lot."I saw Marley with Jake, she left with him. I can't let him hurt her, please let me do this. Tell my parents I'll be back, tell them I have to help in the kitchen for desert." She nods and pulls Quinn in a tight hug."Be careful."

"I will." Rachel steps back as Quinn climbs into Russell's car, and watches her drive away.

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Santana has been waiting a while now, and she's starting to get impatient. Their late. Santana is pacing back and forth, while occasionally calling out to Puck, making sure he's still hidden. She hears people walk toward her and shoots her head up, then rolls her eyes."It's about fucking time you showed up." Jake grins."Sorry, had to make a stop." Sam pushes someone with a pillow case over their head, with their hands tied to the ground."Who the hell is that?"

He shrugs."Who do you think it is?" Santana examines the person. It's defiantly a girl, judging by the clothes, but she can't see her hair."It's not Quinn, so who the fuck is it?" Jake kneels down and takes the pillow case off, revealing Marley. She has her mouth duct taped shut, and is crying."This is my girlfriend, Marley. A friend of Quinn's. I know you've been snooping around where your spic nose doesn't belong. Maybe this will get you to back the fuck off." He pulls out his knife he had been

playing with out from his back pocket, then holds it against Marley's cheek."Your too late, I already have everything I need."

He squints his eyes."What the hell does that mean?" She scoffs."Am I not speaking English?" Santana takes the bag from on the tree."I have your psycho photos, pictures of Beiber's knife collection, and a shit load of crap that proves what you did to Quinn." Jake shakes his head, while Ryder and Joe look worried."Your bluffing." Santana arches her brow."Are you willing to risk it?" He groans, standing with Marley presses against his chest."What do you want?" She shrugs."Confess, or I'll go back to the police myself and show them everything."

While Santana and Jake have been going back and forth, they've all failed to notice Quinn slowly walking behind them."S-san. What's going on?" If Santana wasn't scared before, she is now."Quinn, Mi Amor. What are you doing here? You're supposed to be at the Luau." The blonde looks scared, glancing between the boys who hurt her, and Santana."I saw Marley leave with Jake, I couldn't let him hurt her." Santana takes Quinn's hand, and pulls her away from them."Babe, look at me." Quinn has been eyeing the knife being held against Marley. She slowly turns to Santana."I need you to leave." She pauses glancing at the boys, then leans closer to Quinn."Puck is hiding in the bushes behind us, go with him, por favor." Tears fill Quinn's eyes."I can't leave you, San." The Latina takes a deep breath."Then stay behind me."

Joe, Ryder and Artie seem confused, and uncertain. Jake and Sam look confident."Do we have a deal?" Jake scoffs."Fuck no." He takes the knife, and stabs Marley in her side, then drops her to the ground."No!" Quinn runs toward her, or tries to, but Santana holds her back. Puck runs out from the bushes, and tackles Jake to the ground. Sam kicks him off, and Joe holds him back."Oh shit, way to catch me off guard, my own brother. Good one." Jake says dusting himself off."We're in charge here, I'm not going to jail, so you can forget about that." He picks up his knife, and wipes the

blood off."Give me the bag." Santana puts it on Quinn's back."Fuck off."

He groans, Santana slips her hand into Quinn's. Jake looks at his friends behind him and scoffs."What are you standing around for?! Get them!" Santana and Quinn run, with Artie, Sam, Jake and Ryder chasing after them."I'm gonna fucking cut you so deep, butch!" Jake screams. Santana has them turn into another opening, temporarily losing them."We have to split up." Quinn shakes her head, and Santana leans in for a searing kiss."Trust me." Before Quinn can answer, Santana runs off. Sam and Artie soon chase after her. Quinn runs off in another direction, with Jake and Ryder behind her."You want to get cut again?! Give me that fucking bag!" Quinn starts feeling sick, flashing in and out of her dream, and the night of her attack. It's all very familiar to her, and it's getting harder for her to handle. She looks to her left and sees Santana running. Keeping her eyes on the Latina, she doesn't realize she's slowing down, until Ryder grabs her from behind, stopping them."Quinn!"

Santana starts to run to them, making it easy for Sam to catch up to her. He also grabs her from behind, but pins her to the ground."San!" Jake finally catches up, and grins while catching his breath."I forgot how fast you are. Unfortunate for you, you're not fast enough."

*****Authors Note****

Had to end I there, it was getting a little long. Good thing I posted both 14 and 15, huh? (;