A/N: Here's the next chapter. I'm not exactly sure how many more chapters are left, but I know for sure it's getting closer to the end and it won't be long until the big reveal for Santana.
Santana, Brittany, and Quinn had gotten out of the locker rooms, and by then most of the students had left either for home or Puck's party. The three walked to the parking lot to Santana's car, since she was going to carpool all four of them to the party.
Santana spotted Rachel, laying on the hood of her car and staring up at the sky. Santana walked closer, surprised that Rachel hadn't noticed her yet, and noticed she had headphones on. Grinning, she stepped up to the car and put her face directly over Rachel's.
"Boo." Rachel jumped and Santana laughed. Rachel smacked her arm playfully and followed Santana to the car, sitting next to her in the front seat with Brittany and Quinn in the back. When they arrived at Puck's party, it was already packed and Santana cursed as she tried to find parking, making Rachel giggle.
Finally, Santana found a spot, pretty far from the house. They got out and walked to the house, and Rachel felt a little uncomfortable by the number of jocks she passed. She inched closer to Santana, who rubbed her back comfortably.
Rachel had never been to a party, mostly because she was never invited to one. She wasn't sure what to expect, she figured it would be big, but not this big. The four squeezed their way in the house and Rachel, who was the last person in, somehow got separated. It probably didn't help that she was smaller than most people, or that it was easy for her to be shoved around by everyone.
Sighing, she weaved pat people until she was at the stairs, which wasn't as crowded. She walked up a few steps and leaned on the railing so she could see everyone else. She looked at everyone partying, surprised that not everyone were the jocks or popular kids. About half was the rest of McKinley, being just as accepted as the jocks, even if for just one night.
Well, nearly everyone. Rachel saw Jacob sneak in, only to be seen by some of the football team and be shoved around. They dumped punch on him before easily picking him up and throwing him out the door. Rachel winced as she watched, wondering how painful that would have been.
She stood up straight and looked around the living room and tried to find anyone she knew. When she didn't, she walked to the kitchen. It was just as crowded and she didn't see anyone there either. She frowned, snot sure where else people would be. Just as she turned to leave, she knocked into someone's chest.
"Sorry," She muttered, pulling away as she smelled the alcohol on him.
"Woah, bro, watch out." Puck grinned, cautiously holding his beer up in the air, away from both of them.
"Oh, uh, hello Noah," Puck nodded and drank some of his beer. "Nice party." Pock nodded again and brought his arm around her. She squirmed as she smelled the alcohol and his arm around her wasn't as light and friendly as usual.
"You should have fun," Puck nodded to himself and muttered, under his breath. "Fun, fun, oh!" He led them to the dining room area, where someone had set up beer pong. "Wanna try?" Rachel watched as two boys played, each taking shots.
"No…that's fine." Puck shrugged and the two watched along with a group of people. Finally the two playing had enough and Puck ran to the table. Rachel groaned and rubbed her forehead, knowing this wasn't going to end well. In front of him, Finn stepped up, and saw Rachel.
"Oh, hey, Rachel." Finn gave a wave, and Rachel reluctantly waved back. When Finn started walking towards her, Puck yelled at him.
"Hudson, you stepped up, so you better fucking play." Everyone yelled in agreement and Finn jumped. He nodded and bounced the ball. Rachel wasn't sure if she should have been glad or not that they stopped him from going to her.
After a few drinks later, it was clear Finn was at his limit. After another drink he staggered backwards and fell down. Puck brought his fist up in the air in a cheer and walked to Rachel. Finn got up, or tried to, only to fall back down. Puck laughed at him as she slung his arm around Rachel's shoulder and hung off her. Two new people walked up, and a few people had to drag Finn out of the way. Sighing, Rachel held on to Puck's arm and dragged him to the couch.
"Oh, later Rachel, it's cool that you're here." Finn called after her and tried to get up again to follow her, but failed and fell onto someone else. The couch was mostly empty, except for Quinn, who was sitting alone. Rachel made Puck sit down at the end of the couch and he slumped against the armrest.
Rachel looked around for Brittany and Santana, expecting them to be around, but was surprised when they weren't. Well, at least she had found Quinn. She looked back at the blonde, who was looking like someone had just kicked her puppy. Before Rachel could ask what was wrong, she felt herself be tackled and she fell on the couch, against Puck.
"Rachy! Rachel was trapped between Puck and Brittany, with Brittany's chest in her face. "Oh, hi, Puck." Brittany said, still clinging to Rachel.
"Britt…" Quinn whined and Brittany finally pulled back. Rachel blushed when she saw Brittany was shirtless, only in a bra and her pants unzipped. Puck whistled at her and pulled out a crumpled dollar, laughing as he reached over Rachel. Brittany smiled and leaned closer, shoving her chest in Rachel's face again. Puck put the dollar bill in her bra, along with the rest of the money Brittany had stuffed in there.
"Do you wanna se them too, Rachy?" Brittany looked down at Rachel and brought finger to the middle of her breast and trailed it down to her pants. When she grabbed them and started pulling them down, Rachel's eyes widened and she quickly grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled it away. Brittany pulled her hand out of Rachel's grip and grabbed Rachel's hand and pushed it against her breast, making Rachel go bright red.
"Aren't you uncomfortable in all that? Plus you have a hot body…" Brittany removed her hand from Rachel's, but Rachel was too flustered to move hers from Brittany's breast. Brittany started unbuttoning Rachel's shirt and Rachel felt Puck starting to pull it off.
"N-no!" Rachel yelled, and pushed Brittany away, making her fall backwards, onto Quinn's lap. Quinn smiled down at her and hugged her, giggling like a child. Brittany smiled and shifted so she was sitting with Quinn cuddled into her side.
Rachel threw Puck's hands off her and ran out of the room. She saw a sliding door to the backyard and immediately headed outside. She closed the door behind her and walked to the steps of the porch and collapsed on them. Her face was still red from Brittany and Puck trying to undress her, and she was breathing relatively hard. She groaned and brought her hand up to her face, completely missing the footsteps coming near her.
"Are you okay?" Rachel jumped and looked up to see Santana looking worriedly at her. Rachel nodded, glad that Santana seemed perfectly sober. Santana knelt down in front of Rachel and put a hand on her knee. "You sure?" Rachel nodded and started laughing lightly as she rubbed her forehead.
"Yes, it's just…" Santana smiled and rubbed her knee.
"Let me guess, Britt was half naked," Rachel looked at Santana surprised and Santana shrugged. "She does it all the time when she's drunk. She gets all that money by lap dances, or just regular dancing sometimes." Rachel shook her head disbelievingly.
"She tried undressing me as well." Santana looked at her shirt, which was completely unbuttoned and hanging off her. Santana reached forward and Rachel stiffened a little bit, but relaxed when she saw Santana fix her shirt and start buttoning it up. Santana didn't stop until she had buttoned it closed completely, unlike how Puck had it before. When she was done, she moved to sit next to Rachel and the two sat in comfortable silence.
"Aren't you gonna drink?" Santana asked and Rachel shook her head.
"I don't drink…"
"Well, at least I'll just be driving two drunk people home instead of three." Rachel sighed and wrapped her arms around her legs. She shivered a little and Santana slid closer to her and ran her hand up and down Rachel's arms.
"I'm fine." Rachel said softly.
"Sorry," Santana said as she pulled her hand away and Rachel missed the warmth of Santana hand. Santana stared at her hands for a bit before looking up at Rachel, who was looking at the ground. She rested her head in her hand and stared at Rachel. As she stared, she felt like she was missing something, something about Rachel, but didn't know what.
"Do you know the feeling of déjà vu?" Rachel looked u at Santana in surprise.
"Y-yeah…" Santana reached out and moved a strand of Rachel's hair behind her ear.
"It's so weird," Santana said softly, but to Rachel it was as loud as the music in the house, which she had blocked out completely. "I've been getting these dreams, and then when I'm with you everything feels almost perfect, but there's always something off…" Rachel felt a lump in her throat and inched closer to Santana.
"Dreams?" Santana looked away from Rachel and furrowed her eyebrows.
"Of…of back then. I was a kid at that place with…her."
"Her?" Rachel felt like she couldn't breathe. Santana knew? Santana knew all along? Santana let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed her head.
"Yeah, her," She ground out, just the thought of her made Santana's head hurt, and she wasn't in the mood to try and remember who her childhood friend was. "Whoever she is, I really can't remember."
"Santana," Rachel said desperately. She reached over so both of her hands were on Santana's lap. "There's something I have to tell you." Santana looked up at Rachel and reached out and smoothed out Rachel's eyebrows, which were furrowed close together.
"So beautiful," Santana continued to smooth them out and Rachel froze. She was familiar with the action, but not with the words. Santana cupped one side of her face and placed her other hand on top of Rachel's.
"Santana, I-" Santana reached forward and Rachel felt Santana's lips on her own. Rachel froze as her mind tried to process everything, and then it hit her. Here she was, in the middle of the night alone with Santana, who was kissing her. Like, right now. Rachel quickly kissed back and Santana moved her hand from Rachel's hand to her hair, deepening the kiss.
Rachel moaned and put her hand on Santana's shoulders. Rachel ran her tongue along Santana's lip, begging for entrance. Santana gratefully gave her access and the two had their tongue's dancing around each other's. They continued for what seemed like hours and pulled apart for air. They looked at each other as they breathed hard, completely caught up with each other and not looking away.
Suddenly, the sliding door opened and their moment was gone. They pulled apart quickly and would have fallen off the steps if it wasn't' for the railing. Jocks cheering stumbled out in just shorts and walked past Santana and Rachel to the Jacuzzi Puck had. They left the door open and the music from inside blasted out into the yard. Santana quickly stood up and looked at Rachel.
"I'm, um, going to get Britt and Q." Rachel nodded and followed Santana inside the house. Santana reached behind her and grabbed Rachel's hand, careful not to lose the short brunette again. Luckily, Brittany and Quinn never left the couch, but their situation was completely different. Quinn was sitting on the couch looking positively happy while Brittany was giving her a lap dance.
"Oh, hey guys." Brittany waved, never stopping the lap dance she was giving Quinn. Santana sighed and pulled Brittany off, making Quinn glare at her.
"What the fuck, S?" Quinn yelled and Santana raised an eyebrow at her but didn't say anything. She helped Brittany change back into her clothes while Rachel looked after a sulking Quinn. Once Brittany was changed Santana and Rachel led the two to Santana's car, where they started making out in the back seat.
Santana decided to drive Brittany and Quinn home first, with Brittany's home first. Rachel had to hold Quinn back as Santana pried the two apart and got Brittany out of the car. Quinn pouted but noticed Rachel was in the car still, and began cuddling with her instead. Unfortunately, Quinn stayed glued to Rachel's side on the way to her house, all the while cursing at Santana for taking Brittany away. When they reached Quinn's house, Santana helped the girl inside while Rachel moved to the front seat and waited.
She saw Santana come out of the house with her hands in her pockets, looking at the ground. When she finally looked up to Rachel, Rachel looked down at her hands. Santana frowned and looked down again. When she got in the car the two didn't look at each other and the drive to Rachel's house was silent. Santana pulled up to Rachel's house, but Rachel didn't leave the car, and Santana bit her lip and looked at Rachel.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"No," Rachel said, closing her eyes and sighing. "I-I liked it, I really did. It was, god, it was amazing." Santana smiled but frowned when Rachel still refused to meet her gaze.
"Rachel, look at me," Rachel sighed and looked up at Santana. Santana reached over and grabbed Rachel's hand. "What is it?"
"There's something I have to tell you," Santana nodded and Rachel looked at the time in the car. "But not now, tomorrow." Santana nodded again and squeezed Rachel's hand lightly. The two sat in awkward silence, neither sure what to do. Rachel unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door. Santana saw her getting out and quickly jumped out of the car.
"Santana?" Santana walked to her and shrugged.
"Figured I should walk you to the door, if you want." Rachel smiled at her and nodded. They walked up to the front door and Rachel turned around to say goodbye but Santana brought her in a tight hug before Rachel could say anything.
"You'll tell me what's wrong, right?" Rachel nodded and hugged Santana back tightly.
"I'll tell you everything." Santana had no idea what she meant, but nodded anyway when she felt Rachel tighten her grip. They finally pulled apart and Rachel walked inside and Santana sighed as she made her way to her car and drove home. It was a long night and all Santana wanted was to collapse in bed. When she did reach her home that was exactly what she did. She hadn't bothered changing, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she drifted to sleep.
Santana was in the play room, her friend quietly next to her. It had been a few days since Santana had saved her from the boy and drew the star. Santana looked over rand saw the girl staring at the picture.
"I have S on it, why don't you put the first letter of your name?" The girl looked up and Santana saw her big doe-like eyes brown eyes staring at her widely. Santana grabbed the gold colored pencil and handed it to her. The girl turned the paper over, where Santana had put the S, and slowly wrote an R. Santana saw her pause, as if she was thinking about writing her full name, but didn't and Santana was a little saddened by it. "S and R, huh?" The girl nodded and Santana sat closer to her. "Cool." Santana reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it the rest of the day.