A/N: I know the last chapter sucked. I'm sorry
Rachel opened her eyes to find Santana with her arms around the diva's waist and one leg over Rachel's own as if to stop the girl from leaving. The Latina's face was nuzzeled into Rachel's shoulder as she slept. Looking around, Rachel processed that they were in her room at her grandparent's house and remembered that they had snuck up from the basement for some alone time and had apparently fallen asleep, not that Rachel minded spending an entire night in Santana's arms. She definitely had no objections. She felt the taller girl stir in her sleep.
"Raaaach." Santana mumbed into her shoulder. The diva smiled and turned her head slightly.
"What?" she asked.
"You're thinking too hard. Shut up." Santana said with her eyes still closed. Rachel chuckled and turned in the Latina's arms.
"Its not my fault that I can't stop thinking about you." she said softly. Santana's eyes fluttered open as she smiled.
"I know what you mean. I can't stop thinking about me either." she said. Rachel rolled her eyes and kissed Santana softly.
"You're so modest." she whispered sarcastically. Santana nodded.
"That's what attracted you to me in the first place." the Latina said. Rachel chuckled. "What time is it anyway?" Santana asked. Rachel shrugged.
"It can't be that late. Someone would have come-" Suddenly Brittany and Finn appeared in the doorway. "Brittany, can you not-"
"We found them Mr. Schue!" the blonde Cheerio yelled.
"Do that?" Rachel finished. Santana groaned.
"We are in so much trouble." she said, leaning her forehead on Rachel's shoulder.
"Maybe you should move your leg." the diva suggested. Santana looked down and quickly moved the leg from its position and the two girls sat up.
"What are you looking at Hudson?" Santana asked, registering the football player's angry expression.
"My ex-girlfriend and her slut of a girlfriend." Finn shot back. Santana raised an eyebrow. It didn't really phase her. She'd been called worse... by Rachel, come to think of it. Whatever, she still loved the tiny diva that was suddenly launching herself off the bed and running toward Finn.
"Rach, what are you doing?" Santana asked, though she didn't seem to be heard as Rachel kicked Finn in the knee and punched him once he was down. Santana jumped off the bed and pulled Rachel back before anything else could happen. "Baby, what's going on? You hate violence." Santana said.
"He had no right to say that about you." Rachel said, looking in the Latina's eyes. Santana smiled softly. "I wanted to defend you... like you defended me with those Cheerios." the diva continued.
"Baby, I can take Finn Hudson. I don't want you getting hurt." Santana whispered, kissing the girl's forehead before turning around. "Hudson, I suggest you get downstairs to a place where your only witness isn't my best friend and possibly the slowest blonde ever." Brittany looked up. "Love ya, B." Santana said, smiling. Brittany smiled back as Mr. Schue appeared in the doorway.
"Santana, Rachel, why'd you two come up here last night?" he asked.
"Santana had a headache and we came up here to get her some ibuprofen and we fell asleep." Rachel explained with a smile. Santana nodded in agreement, though she was surprised Rachel was lying.
"Okay. Just let me know next time, okay? I know we're in your grandparents' house, but still..."
"Of course, Mr. Schuester. We should have informed you that we were coming upstairs." Rachel said, grabbing Santana's hand and leading her downstairs.
"Did you guys... you know..." Brittany said, smiling when they were in the basement. Santana rolled her eyes playfully.
"Britt-Britt its not a dirty word." she teased. Brittany grinned. "And no. I was not about to have sex with her when her grandparents were down the hall and you guys were downstairs. Not happening." Santana said.
"What's not happening?" Rachel asked, returning to Santana's side.
"Finn taking you back." Santana said, knowing the real answer wouldn't go down to well with the diva.
"Santana Lopez, I am not an object to be taken." Rachel said, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course not, babe." Santana said.
"I am a person who has her own mind." Rachel continued. Santana smiled.
"I know, Hobbit. That's why I like you so much." she said. Rachel's face softened.
"Aw... Tana..." she whispered, kissing the Latina.
"Can you guys just stop? Its annoying." Finn said.
"You're the one being annoying, Finn!" Quinn said to her boyfriend. He looked up. "Seriously. All you've done for a week is glare at the two. If you want to be with me, you need to stop worrying about what Rachel is doing and who Rachel is seeing. Just because you could never make her that happy doesn't mean she doesn't deserve to be that happy." Quinn yelled.
"I'm the one who she's supposed to be with!" Finn yelled. Santana almost punched him, but before she could the brief look of hurt that had flashed on Quinn's face was gone and her calm composure returned.
"Get over yourself Finn. I have." she said. Everyone stared at Quinn with wide eyes.
"What are you saying?" he asked.
"I'm saying we're done. Over. I'm done with you." Quinn said. Santana smirked.
"Hell yea Q! Stand up for your blonde self!" she yelled. Rachel elbowed her, but was clearly trying to hide her laughter.
"Santana, stay out of this. For once just mind you own damn business!" Finn said.
"There's nothing for her to stay out of and she's my friend. She can say whatever she wants to." Quinn said. Finn glared at her.
"You can't break up with me. I got dumped by Rachel. I'm not gonna get dumped by you too!" he said.
"You just did. Congrats Finn. You got dumped by the most popular girl in school and the least popular girl." Quinn said.
"Watch it, Fabray." Santana said, wrapping an arm around Rachel's waist and pulling her close.
"Sorry. Anyway, this is your own fault, Finn. I know you were just using me to make Rachel jealous and I was using you to get back on top. Guess what?I'm back on top. But that's not the reason I'm breaking up with you. You're a conceited jerk who only thinks of himself. You always want what you can't have and never want what you do have. And now you have nothing." Quinn said, walking to the other side of the room.
"There's no way I'm staying here!" Finn said.
"Then I guess its a good thing no one wants you here." Santana replied as Finn grabbed his stuff and stormed out.
"Baby you're-"
"Incorrigible. Yea. I got it." Santana said, smiling down. Rachel rolled her eyes and kissed the Latina. "And you love me for it." Santana whispered against her lips. Rachel smiled and nodded.
"Yea I do." she whispered.