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Chapter 18: Vacay

Santana P.O.V.

I woke up to the sound of waves and Finn's warm breath on my neck. I sat up and looked out the window; it was a really beautiful sunrise. The beach was really nice and this was our first night out of the two weeks we would be spending here. Puck and Quinn were already up, I could tell by the smell of coffee. Quinn had always been an early riser, Puck, not so much; but I think Quinn's getting up early had made him get up earlier. I heard one of their twins cry and, even though they were upstairs in the family room and kitchen, I heard Puck cooing softly to the baby. Finn stirred slightly and opened his eyes, looking up at me he said, "Good morning, beautiful."

I smiled at him and leaned against the headboard, listening to the waves crash against the beach. Finn slowly sat up and pulled me into him. He gave the top of my head a kiss and inhaled the scent of my hair. I heard running feet coming down the hall and our door was wrenched open and, to my not so surprise, revealed a fully awake Grant. He sprung forward shouting something about the beach while jumping into my lap. "Shhhhhhhh, you're going to wake your sisters." I whispered; the girls were in an adjoining room. Grant and Noah were sharing a room; and Katie and Alice were sharing a room. Quinn and Puck had an adjoining room with their twins, too.

"I wanna go to the beach!" Grant whisper yelled.

Finn hoisted him off of my lap saying, "You need to eat some breakfast and get dressed first."

So, I followed Finn and Grant up the stairs; I decided I would get the twins up and feed them after Grant had breakfast. I heated up two bottles while Grant inhaled some Cheerios. "Morning!" Quinn smiled cheerfully, holding Aiden who was being fed by Quinn.

"Good morning to you, too!" I smiled.

"Grant's a little excited this morning." She laughed.

"A little? He's crazy!" I laughed back.

"It's awesome how excited they are though!" Quinn smiled at Grant who was now racing down the stairs to get his swim trunks on.

"Yeah, Finn told me when I was pregnant with him, Grant, that he wanted him to be like me, so, he got what he wanted.!" I grinned.

An hour later all of us were heading for the beach; there was beach access at our house, which was on the beach. We also had a pool. Grant and Noah were already on the water's edge and the girls were right behind them. Quinn was holding her twins and I was holding mine; Puck and Finn were carrying all our beach stuff, including a picnic. "Boys, wait for your Dads!" Quinn called to our boys.

They stopped in about knee high water; the four year olds were already impatient for their Dads to come. I laughed at Grant who was stomping and splashing around. Finn helped me set up everything and helped me get settled with the twins before giving me a quick kiss and going to the water and grabbing Grant. Puck helped Quinn and sat with us for a moment before kissing Quinn and going out to Noah, Finn, and Grant to play in the water.

The girls were building a sandcastle and Quinn and I were talking and playing with the babies. Noah and Grant were playing with Puck and Finn in the ocean. We ate a picnic and played around some more before grabbing everything and everyone and heading back to the house.

That night when I was getting ready for bed the Puckerman twins were both crying and our twins were sleeping soundly. Once their twins had quieted down a bit I heard yelling; it was Quinn yelling at Puck. Puck was yelling right back; everything seemed great between them, but I guess it wasn't. After about 10 minutes they quieted down; I heard Puck apologizing and Quinn telling him to save it, that she didn't want to hear it. I heard Puck tromping around and there was silence. Finn was sleeping and didn't hear a thing. I knew I had to talk to Quinn tomorrow.

The next day I asked Quinn if she wanted to go to lunch; she said sure and I found a little place where we could go. We drove out there for lunch and she said, "So you heard us last night?"

She was being very quiet, I answered, "Yeah, I want to talk to you about that."

"It's nothing…" She said, nearly a whisper.

"Quinn, how often do you fight?"

"I mean, Santana, we aren't getting a divorce, gosh no! We just fight sometimes, that's all.!" She told me.

"You know what I mean, I am not trying to pry or anything I just want to make sure you're okay." I said.

"We- we just- we get stressed out and mad sometimes. I love him, I love Puck so much and I could never leave him, but we get mad sometimes. I'm sure you can understand that." Quinn answered.

"Quinn, I'm not trying to get into your business, but it is obviously a little more than stress."

She nodded, "I get mad at him because I feel like he doesn't talk to me that much; I feel like I'm not part of his first priority anymore."

"Quinn, Puck loves you very much, he loves you more than anything." I shook my head.

"I know, I know, but with the kids it's just so stressful; I try to talk to him and he can't because Annemarie is crying or Noah needs a cup of juice or something. We just don't communicate as much. I still love him very much and I still want to be with him." Quinn cried.

"You guys need some time together; tonight Finn and I will watch all the kids and you and Puck can have a date. We're on vacation, everyone should be happy!" I nodded.

"I can't ask you to watch eight kids tonight!" Quinn told me.

"You don't have a choice!" I said, laughing.!

"Thank you so much!" Quinn smiled.!

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