Santana woke up in the middle of the night. She had had a horrible nightmare that included giant dildos. She looked around. It was just a dream.
She sighed, got out of bed and put on her slippers. Santana went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. It made her feel more relaxed. Then she heard a scream. Someone was being attacked or tortured. Maybe it was just her imagination. Then she heard something falling to the ground. This was definitely not her imagination. The sound came from Kurt's bedroom. What could have happened?
She knew she had to stop whatever was attacking Kurt, so she returned to her bedroom and grabbed the gun her Abuela had sent her for Christmas. She was ready to kill whoever was hurting Kurt. She tried to open his door. It was locked. It didn't matter; she knew how to open a locked door. She was from Lima Heights, after all.
After applying a trick her cousin taught her, she finally opened Lady Hummel's door to find…
Blaine was banging Kurt against the wall. Blaine was resting his butt on Kurt's desk; everything else was on the floor, including their clothes and underwear. Kurt was moaning loudly and both of them where moving rhythmically. Then they both stopped and stared at Santana.
"Blaine, I thought you locked the door" Kurt tried to say, but it all came out like an orgasm.
Santana closed her eyes tightly. "GROSS! I thought someone was being attacked. Remember me to give you 50 Shades of Gay for Christmas, Lady Hummel" she said and closed the door. It took half a minute before the moaning began again. That's where all the sounds came from. No one was being attacked. Yet.
She turned around, to put the glass back at the kitchen and she saw him through the window.
A man was standing outside their apartment and he was staring at her.
"Go away, you creep!" she screamed and pointed the gun at him. He replied something but she couldn't listen to him. She wasn't going to open the window to listen to what the mysterious guy said. Not in a million years. Or was she?
The guy crossed his arms and stared at her. Clearly, he wasn't going anywhere. She had so many questions. How did he climb there? What did he want? Was he a thief? The next moment, she was opening the big window, with the gun still aiming for the creep.
"Let me in" the guy said in a smooth voice. He had a French accent.
"Hell to the no, what are you doing here?" she demanded.
"She sent me here" he said.
"Who?"
"You're all going to die" he smiled.
"I don't think so" she said and shot the thief. He fell to the ground. Santana just killed a man. She threw the gun away and took a closer look to the corpse, sticking her head out of the window. The dead body… where was it?
Suddenly, the vampire pulled up Santana from above and she screamed.