Next chapter...it's been a while!

"Yes, yes I remember that!" Santana laughed. She shook her head a moment before laughing, "the one that stands out the most to me though is the time your dad chased us around town just to find you and take you home."

Quinn laughed as she ate the piece of popcorn (her and Santana were sitting on the couch reminiscing on the old days when her father was so overprotective of her). "Oh yeah, that was fun."

"And Britt spilt the coffee on him at Starbucks."

Quinn laughed again, "and you offered to clean it up for him," She shook her head.

Santana nodded, "with my sexy voice while I grabbed a napkin." She giggled.

The blonde nodded also, "God the look on his face...man I swear my father had a heart attack that day!"

The Latina grabbed some popcorn and shoved it in her mouth, "I miss messing with you dad."

Quinn smiled softly, "yeah, honestly...I just miss my dad."

When she looked back to her friend she was met with a sympathetic glance.

"We could have a pool party..." Mercedes suggested, "I'm sure Santana has a pool, so it could be at her house." She was leaning against the wall beside the bathroom door.

Sam nodded, "yeah, she does...but she lives in a bad neighborhood...it'd probably be best to have it somewhere else."

The girl shrugged, "well, Rachel doesn't have a pool. I don't have a pool, you obviously don't have a pool."

"Puck's a pool cleaner, do you think we could get him to rent us a pool or something?" Sam asked.

Mercedes shook her head, "no, I don't think we could afford it...even with all of us contributing."

"Oh, well...Finn and Kurt don't have a pool either."

"No, and neither does Lauren, or Tina, or Mike...does Quinn have a pool?" She looked at her boyfriend.

Sam shrugged, "I don't know...why would I know that?"

Mercedes laughed, "well, you were her boyfriend for a couple months...I assume you were at her house a few times...am I wrong?"

Sam shook his head, "no, no not at all...I think she has a pool. I could ask...I think so."

Stevie shot up from his place on the bed, which Sam was now sitting on. He combed a hand through his hair and yawned.

Sam looked at his brother, "you okay?" He asked.

Stevie nodded, "yeah..." He looked at Mercedes, "hi!" He waved.

"Hey kid," Mercedes smiled.

"Where's Quinn?" Stevie asked glancing around.

His brother's eyes widened as Mercedes looked at him confused, "who?" She asked.

Sam shrugged, "mom...and she's still with dad." He told the younger boy.

That said boy scratched his head, "I didn't say mom..."

He was cut off however when the bathroom door opened and Stacy came into the room. Mercedes smiled at her, "hey sweetie, are you done?"

Stacy nodded, "yeah." She grabbed Mercedes' hand and pulled her toward the bed. "Which one were we on?" She asked her brother's.

"Which one what?" Sam asked.

"The movies?" Stacy asked, "which one were we on?"

"I don't remember," Stevie replied.

Sam shrugged, "uh...I..."

"Where's Quinn?" The young girl asked looking around, "she'll know."

"Quinn?" Mercedes asked glancing at her boyfriend in confusion.

"I..." Sam shrugged, he was at a loss for words.

Santana had just let that sentence slip by. She really did want to know why Quinn would miss that bastard of a father of hers, but clearly the blonde did. However she didn't push the subject, she didn't ask about it.

"You seemed a little upset when you came home, Q." Santana said after a moment. "Are you okay?"

Quinn nodded, "yeah, yeah...it was nothing." She smiled, "yes."

Santana shrugged, "if you're sure."

Quinn stood up and grabbed the now empty popcorn bowl, "Yeah, I'm sure...and I'm getting more popcorn."

The other girl shrugged again, "whatever, Q." She said before grabbing the TV remote and turning the box on.

It's short...but hopefully it's good...

...I'm thinking on adventures!

...Please review, thanks for reading...