We stayed there with me in Santana's arms, leaning on her car, letting her comfort me for a few minutes before I pulled back with a small smile.

"Thank you for being here..."

She smiled "No problem Rach"

"Want to go home?" I asked laying my head on her chest again.

I felt her stiffen up lightly before relaxing. "Yeah, home sounds like a winner."

I looked up to see her grinning before we pulled away from each other and she opened the car door for me to get in.

After that we were driving toward her house again. I was watching Santana puff her cheeks out and tap on the steering wheel as before when another question popped up in my head.

"San?"

She glanced at me again and let the air out of her mouth. "Yeah?"

"Why'd you tell the butcher I was your girl?"

I watched as Santana's eyes widened and her cheeks tinged with red.

"I-When we deal with some of these guys..." She cleared her throat and stared at the road in front of us. "When I have to deal with some of these guys, they tend to mess with whoever I'm with. Saying you were my girl would stop them from doing that because they know I wouldn't deal with that if I dated someone."

"I see." I looked back out of my window before my eyes widened. "Wait. If you dated? Santana, have you ever dated someone before?"

She bit her lip before shaking her head no.

My jaw dropped "There's no way. Why haven't you dated anyone before?"

She sighed a little before stopping at a stop sign and looking at me. "When I talk to people, they pick up on the fact I am kind of odd. No one wants to date the odd girl Rachel." She started driving again before finishing "Plus the odd throws people off, they never want to learn about me."

I frowned and watched Santana drive for a second "That's a shame. I'm sure anybody would be lucky to have you. Santana, the oddities as you wish to call them are what make you...well you. If they throw someone off, then that someone is not worthy of being with you in the first place."

"You really think that?" She asked glancing at me quickly

I grinned "I do."

Her cheeks turned a darker red and I couldn't help but lean forward to poke them again. She puffed her cheeks out after my finger moved away and I laughed.

"Why'd you stiffen when I called your place home?"

I saw her visibly stiffen again before relaxing. "It's just weird hearing someone else call it home. I'm usually alone."

"What about your guards?"

"They don't come near me really. It gets lonely."

I reached out and grabbed her hand, intertwining our fingers. "Well, you're not alone anymore."

She grinned as we pulled up to her house.

We got out and walked inside with her holding my hand. "Do you think Quinn is still here?" Santana asked checking the time. It was probably late at night by now.

"I have no idea"

"Oh I'm here." Quinn said cutting me off from the living room. I looked up at her and smiled.

"Where's your stuff Rach? I thought you were staying here with Santana?"

I looked around and realized I forgot my bag but Santana let go of my hand and grinned. "I'll get it. Be right back." She said before she jogged outside.

I smiled after her before Quinn cleared her throat and raised her eyebrow at me.

"What?" I asked walking around the couch Quinn was on and sitting down.

"You two seem friendly."

"Maybe a little." I murmured looking at the tv in front of me with a blush.

"Care to explain why?"

I shrugged "I don't know. Shes sweet and adorable and protective and she comforted me after we found out stuff about Shelby and my fathers earlier."

"Sweetie you're rambling about her. What did you learn?"

"Apparently my fathers and Shelby were trying to put a hit out on each other." I said with a sigh

"What the fu-"

"Yeah. I know."

"Could this have to do with that little battle they had over you?"

"Battle?"

"Come on Rach. Remember how much your fathers hated you trying to find Shelby? And then when you didn't find her, she hated your fathers."

"Oh...I didn't think of that."

We were silent for a minute or two before Quinn spoke again

"So...she comforted you?"

I turned and glared at Quinn again. "Never going to leave it alone are you?"

"Never."

"Yes, she hugged me and let me cry. She also called me her girl before that."

Quinn looked at me for a second before she threw her head back and laughed. I just watched her for a second before leaning over and slapping her in the arm.

"Ow. Damn. Violent midget." Quinn said glaring at me.

"Call me a midget again." I said, subtly moving my hand to the throw pillow next to me.

Quinn leaned over with a smirk on her face. "Midget."

I grabbed the pillow and swung as hard as I could making Quinn fall back into the couch. Her short blonde hair got messed up and she looked shocked so I couldn't help but laugh.

"You think you're funny don't you?" She asked from her spot on the couch

"Oh I think I'm hilarious" I was still laughing when a pillow hit me in the face. I opened my eyes to see Quinn standing in front of my with a pillow in her hand and a raised eyebrow. I grabbed on to my pillow again and jumped for Quinn. I was hit in the face a couple of times and I was sure I hit Quinn as well when we both collapsed on the couch out of breath and laughing.

I heard clapping and opened my eyes to see Santana clapping in the doorway. "You two are an incredibly violent couple." She finally said.

Quinn and I looked at each other after we heard what Santana said. I looked at Santana with a frown. "We are so not together."

"Really?" Santana said moving in the room and sitting in between Quinn and I.

"Yep. We're just best friends."

"Plus Rachie here likes someone else."

Santana looked at her before looking at me "Who?"

"I..."

Quinn stood up and pushed Santana on top of me before bolting out the door and yelling she'll 'be back tomorrow' over her shoulder.

Santana pushed herself up so she was leaning on her arms on top of me. I smiled at her before reaching up to poke her cheek again.

"I'm pretty sure you've adopted a permanent blush."

"Only when I'm with you."

"That's cute."

"So who do you like Rach?"

I looked up at her face to see a small smile on it. She looked so happy. I didn't want to ruin it. But I just wanted to kiss her.

I bit my lip and shook my head.

She frowned "Come on Rach, you can tell me."

I released my lip "You promise you won't get mad?"

She furrowed her brows "I promise...but why would I ge-"

I leaned forward and cut her off my connecting our lips. She froze above me before she started to kiss back. I could tell that she was obviously inexperienced in kissing but she wanted to learn. I moved me arms to wrap around her neck and pulled her closer making her fall on top of me. She laid on top of me for a few seconds before we turned over on our sides and pulled apart. I rested my forehead on hers and smiled while her eyes fluttered open slowly.

"I...I really hope that was your way of telling me that I'm the one you like."

I grinned "Of course it is. I don't kiss people randomly."

"I've never kissed anyone before you." She said with a grin

"I'm your first kiss?"

She nodded "And I'm glad for it too."

"I am too."

"Wait." I looked at her just in time for her to pick me up and lay me on top of her. She was now on her back with me laying on top of her.

"Better?"

She nodded

"Good because I'm going to sleep. You're comfy."

She tightened her arms around me "Okay, we'll go interrogate someone else tomorrow."

I really didn't mean for this chapter to even happen. Originally this was supposed to be a purely pezberry friendship type story because I wanted to see if I could write Santana as a single person. Yeah it didn't work out.