Santana woke about an hour and a half later, she looked at the blonde in her arms and smiled. Silently, she extracted herself from the blondes grasp and walked out into the hallway, she quickly used the bathroom; as she left she heard the faint sounds of Saturday morning cartoons. She popped her head into the living room and saw Echo curled up on the couch.
"Morning." Santana whispered, the little blonde looked up and was confused for a second before smiling.
"Hi." She whispered back, motioning for Santana to come closer. The Latina did and she sat next to Echo on the couch. "Did you and mommy have a sleepover?"
"Yeah." Santana smirked, turning her attention to the television. "Are you hungry?" Echo nodded. Santana got up, and reached out for the girls hand before they both headed into the kitchen. Quinn rolled over a bit later, her nostrils filled with the smell of savory goodness. She got out of bed, rubbing her eyes as she headed into the kitchen. She smiled and swooned as she saw her daughter and the Latina in the kitchen hovering over a cookbook. Santana had a cloth over her shoulder and her daughter was sitting on the counter swinging her legs. Quinn walked in and smiled at her daughter.
"Good morning," Quinn stated as she walked over to them, Santana turned around and looked up from the bowl of batter she was stirring. "A girl could get used to this."
"Mom, we're making pancakes." Echo smiled. Santana looked bashful and added cranberries to the batter. "We're making cranberry ones now, because I told her you love cranberries."
"Why thank you, Elizabeth." Quinn smiled, picking up Santana's coffee cup and taking a sip. "Why don't you go clean your homework off the table and set it for me?" The small blonde nodded and jumped off the counter before she went into the other room. Quinn put the mug down and wrapped her arms around the Latina's waist. "Hi."
"Hey," Santana smiled, leaning back into the blonde. "Echo was awake when I woke up so we decided to cook."
"I'm okay with that. We never like cook breakfast, it's normally cereal." Quinn smiled as she hoisted herself up on the counter. She popped a died cranberry into her mouth as Santana ladled the batter onto the skillet. She turned to Quinn when she finished and kissed the woman's lips softly. "Last night was amazing."
"Mmhum." Santana replied.
"I haven't… In a long time," Quinn blushed, her fingers raking through black hair. "You were amazing."
"We were amazing," Santana whispered, pressing their lips back together. "Do you want to do this again sometime?"
"Yes." Quinn responded instantly.
"Mom?" Both women froze. Quinn quickly unwrapped her legs from around Santana's waist and pulled away. Santana moved back to the pancakes and flipped them over. Quinn opened and closed her mouth as she gaped at her daughter. "Can you help me get the plates?" Echo said nonchalantly. Quinn nodded and jumped down handing her three plates. The 7 year old bounced out of the room. Santana turned to Quinn and cocked her head.
"Maybe she didn't see anything?" Santana suggested, Quinn shrugged her shoulders. "Let's eat." Santana brought the pancakes out and the bowl of fruit salad and set it down at the table. They all sat down and started eating. "Echo the fruit salad is amazing!"
"Thanks!" Echo beamed, as she wiped syrup off her chin. They kept eating, and Quinn and Santana kept stealing glances at each other. "So… Mom are you dating Ms. Lopez?" Quinn coughed, choking on her coffee. "Mom are you okay?" Quinn nodded, catching her breath. After a few moments of the surprise warring off. "So?"
"Elizabeth," Quinn started, not ignoring the glare she got from her daughter when she used her full name. "Um. Ms. Lopez and I… Um…" She turned to look at Santana.
"Well, your mom and I knew each other in high school," Santana started, "We've known each other since we were your age."
"Really?" Echo asked, and Quinn nodded. "So, you know my dad too?"
"Yeah. I knew him too," Santana replied.
"And Aunt Brit and Uncle Mike?
"Yep."
"And my grandma?"
"Yes, E. She know's everyone, calm down." Quinn expressed, "We lost touch when she went off to college then we moved too. We ran into each other when you started at your new school. Do you know a teacher at your school named Mr. Hummel?" Echo nodded, "Well, he's a friend of Santana's too. He went to high school with us and he got her a job."
"So. Are you dating Ms. Lopez?" Quinn groaned as she put her head in her palms.
"Child i'm thinking about beating you right now," Quinn mumbled causing Santana to laugh slightly, the blonde looks up and at the girl who shared her bed last night. Santana shrugged and nodded for the girl to tell her daughter. "Yes, we're together."
"Was that so difficult?" Echo exclaimed, gesticulating as she talked. Santana laughed again. "Can we go see the christmas tree today?" the child asked.
Quinn looked at her daughter confusedly, nodding slightly, "Sure?" Echo jumped up and put the plates in the sink. Quinn turned to her girlfriend, "My child is insane."
"Maybe," Santana smiled, clearing off the table. "But, she just took that you're dating a girl who's her teacher really well."
"Scary." Quinn replied disbelievingly. "Do you wanna come with us?"
"Sure."
Quinn took Santana's hand and they walked into the living room, "Echo, ten minutes and then go get dressed okay. We'll head out before lunch." Echo nods and the women went into the bedroom and Quinn was pushed her against the door and kissed her hard. Santana moaned and wrapped her arms around the blondes neck. "Fuck," Quinn moaned as she pulled away.
"We should shower." Santana suggested, as she pulled the blondes hand into the in-suit bathroom. After some time, they got out and took turns in front of the mirror blowdrying their hair. Quinn pressed her lips against a particularly aggressive love mark on the Latina's neck. Santana smiled and fastened her jeans from last night. "Can I borrow a shirt?"
"Sure." Quinn smiled, grabbing a black thermal out of her drawer and handing it to the girl. Quinn threw on a pair of baggy jeans and a tight fitting hoodie before pulling her long hair into a ponytail. She left the bedroom to check if Echo was dressed. Her daughter was wearing black corduroys and a pink long sleeve shirt. "Come here, baby." Quinn beckoned as she pulled her daughter onto her lap, and ran the comb through long dirty blonde hair. After a few moments, Quinn started talking, "Are you really okay with me dating someone?"
"Yes mommy." She said, leaning back and enjoying her mom's attention. "I like Ms. Lopez, she's nice and pretty and makes you smile. I like when you smile." Quinn's eyes teared up and she nearly dropped the brush at the next statement. "Daddy never made you smile."
"It's not like that baby," Quinn whispered, "Your dad… He and I… We just never…"
"You don't love him, it's okay," Echo smiled, "He loves me and I love you, that's good for me." Quinn just snuggled the girl into her body as she tried not to cry. "Mommy, your crushing me!" Echo struggled as she tried to get away.
"Go put on your shoes." Echo jumped down of Quinn's lap an ran into her bedroom. Santana came out and went to her girlfriend, her thumbs wiping tears that threatened to spill from hazel eyes.
"Are you okay?" Santana whispered, Quinn nodded and kissed the Latina. "You sure."
"Yeah," Quinn smiled, biting her lip. "I'm amazing."