(Happy New Year! Hope everyone had a safe and fun night! Please enjoy, I love the reviews i've been getting it keeps me going. Anyway, the next chapter will have some of the old Glee Clubbers, including Brittany! Whoot.)
Taking the steps leading up to the front of her childhood home were some of the hardest she ever had to take. This was the first time in five years she's been to the house, she always worked it to take more classes or be working during her final years of college and the first years of her adult life. Her dad had come to Boston more than once to visit, but never her mother. Santana took a breath before rapping her knuckles on the wooden door.
"I'm sorry we already give at chur… Santana." Her mother exclaimed as she laid eyes on her daughter. "Wow. Hi."
"Hey Mami," She said quietly, "How are you?" Angela looked at her now grown daughter, her eyes taking in her long black hair, black jeans and form fitting black shirt.
"I'm fine," She replied before calling over her shoulder. "Jorge! Come here." She backed up so Santana could enter the house. Her father turned the corner and broke out into a huge smile, gathering his youngest child in his arms.
"Mija." He whispered into her hair. Santana saw her mom scoff and cross her arms. "What are you doing here?"
"I had a break from work and a friend of mines family lives nearby, so we came back for a few days." She stated.
"A friend like that girl from Boston was? Or that retarded blonde from high school?" Her mom mumbled as she walked away. Her father gave her an apologetic look.
"Yeah mom, like Emily and Brittany." Santana replied honestly, accepting the cup of coffee from her father. She took a sip to calm her down so she was less likely to jump across the room and punch the older woman in the face. "How's Michael and his wife?"
"He's doing well, Samantha is pregnant." Her mother said, "I'm very excited to be a grandmother."
"I bet." Santana replied, she sipped her coffee and looked around the living room. Pictures of her brother and sister… but none of her. She sighed, she knew that her mother was ashamed of her and would rather not have people ask about their youngest child. "How's work dad?"
"It's going really well, the other practice in town closed so I'm kinda the only one." He smiled proudly, "How about you? Are you working?"
"I am," She smiled, "I'm a guidance councilor. I moved to New York."
"You moved?" Her mother asked, barley paying attention to the conversation. "Why? I thought you were in Boston."
"I was, but when I finished school I needed a change. A friend of mine told me about an opening in New York, so I moved."
"What about… your life in Boston?" Her dad asked, obviously questioning her relationship with her ex Emily.
"Things change," She shrugged, "My life didn't work there anymore and I wanted a change."
"So she dumped you." Angela snapped.
"Yeah mom, Emily dumped me." Santana sighed, "We didn't work."
"Well, big surprise. A relationship with a woman will never work, haven't you realized that yet?" She said in a tone that was like one that you'd talk to a small child in.
"Mom. I respect that you do not approve of my lifestyle, but it does work. Emily and I didn't, but you know what. I moved to New York, I have an apartment, an amazing job and a especially amazing person in my life."
"What kind of slut are you with now?" Her mother spat. Santana got up and sighed, she looked at her father with an apologetic smile and grabbed her coat. She slid her shoulders into it and turned back around.
"I tired. I came back here, even though I didn't want to… I thought you might have changed, but you didn't. I'm sorry dad, but I've forgiven you; but I'll never forgive her. If you want to be apart of my life, give me a call. If you don't go screw yourself." Santana exclaimed before walking out the front door and heading to her car. She slid in and let out a groan of frustration, she turned over the engine and pulled out of the driveway and headed towards Quinn's mom's. When she pulled in she saw Echo, Quinn and Mrs. Fabray playing in the snow creating a snow man family. She got out and smiled when the bundled up little blond bounded over into her arms.
"Hey kid." Santana smiled accepting the girls hug.
"Hi! Are you here to play with us?" Echo asked, her face blushed with cold. Santana shrugged, Quinn sauntered over to her and when Echo released her arms and Quinn slid hers around the Latina's neck. Echo ran back over to her snow pile and Quinn leaned in and pressed their lips together.
"Hi." Quinn whispered as she pulled away. Santana smiled and nuzzled into the blondes neck, "Was it that bad?" Santana nodded against her skin and just held her tighter. "Come on, I'll make it better." Santana pulled away with a smirk, but was quickly pulled and thrown into a pile of snow.
"What the… Quinn." Santana exclaimed with a growl, as she pulled the blonde into the pile with her. Echo and Judy laughed, as the women rolled around trying to smash snow in each others face. After a few minutes they pulled away shivering. Quinn looked up at her mother and smiled.
"Mom, you remember Santana right? She was a cheerio with me."
"It's nice to see you again, my dear." Judy smiled and shook the girls hand. "You two go get warm and I'll get Elizabeth changed upstairs." Quinn nodded and got up with Santana. They both ran into the house as Judy shook her head knowingly. Quinn pulled her into the basement bedroom, she pushed her against the door and fused their lips together.
"Baby," Santana moaned as she stripped the blonde from her snow covered clothing. Quinn parted their kiss to turn on the shower behind her and undress herself. Santana did the same and quickly grabbed the other girls hand and pulled her under the spray. She pushed Quinn against the wall and kissed her, while pushing her thigh between her legs. The blonde threw her head back and quickly mirrored her stance. They moved together, lips pulling on tender skin and bodies frantically thrusting. They fell over the edge of lust and held onto each others bodies lazily. After a few moments, the Latina grabbed the body wash and started rubbing it into the other girls pale skin.
"I missed you."
"You too baby," Santana smiled, "How is it here?"
"Good. I forgot how much I missed my mom. Echo missed her as well."
"I'm glad you guys fixed your relationship." She smiled, rubbing shampoo into long blonde hair.
"How was your parents."
"I don't want to talk about it, okay?" Santana whispered, lathering her up. Quinn nodded and stood under the spray. "So we're having dinner tonight with who?"
"Puck, Brittany, Mike and Finn." Quinn said, as she started washing the Latina's olive skin. "Is that okay?"
"Yeah, whatever." Santana said, "Then Echo said Puck is coming back to spend New Years Eve with her?"
"That's what he said." Quinn sighed, as they rinsed off and got out of the shower and wrapped themselves in towels. "But, who knows."
"Can you wear that sexy blue dress you brought?" Santana said, her eyes bright with hope. Quinn laughed and kissed the blonde before nodding. "Sweet."