Santana walked into the loft. Kurt and Rachel were sitting at the table and looked up. Kurt couldn't contain himself and he stood up right away.
"Well? Did you get a call back?" he asked, excitedly.
" No," answered Santana, straight faced. Kurt frowned, feeling for her.
"They offered me the role on the spot!" The room froze, followed by the crazy shrieking of Kurt as he ran to her and they jumped up and down together.
"I couldn't believe it. I was just warming up, thinking I was alone and they heard it. It wasn't even the song I prepared, they didn't even ask for the lines we practiced! They wanted to hear another song and then offered," explained Santana.
"That's ahhh mazing!" hollered Kurt between jumps. Rachel got up and walked over to Santana, "congrats," she said with a small smile and a hug before heading off to bed. Santana and Kurt looked at each other, still unsure what was up with her.
"I'm going to go call Quinn. I'll be back!" smiled San.
Kurt watched her walk out onto the balcony for some privacy. He was super excited for Santana.
"Hey Q! How are things?" asked Santana, trying to not sound overly excited.
"They're complicated. But that's beside the point! How did it go? Did you get a call back?" asked Quinn, just as excited as Kurt.
"I got it!" laughed Santana.
"That's awesome! I'm so happy for you! When's your callback?" she asked.
"No Q, I got it! I got the part! They offered it on the spot!" explained Santana again.
"Are you kidding? Santana! That's unbelievable! I'm so proud of you! That's crazy! I knew you'd get it," rambled Quinn, feeling so proud and happy for Santana. She wished she were there with her.
"I wish you were here to celebrate with," said Santana, as if reading her mind.
"I know, me too," replied Q.
"I definitely have some ways of celebrating in mind," admitted Santana, a little quieter.
"Oh really?" Santana could hear the smirk in Quinn's voice. It made her smile.
"I miss you already," said San.
"Me too," agreed Quinn.
"I want to hear about what's going on," pressed Santana.
"I want to tell you, but tonight you should be celebrating. I'll call you tomorrow and explain everything," promised Quinn.
"But you're okay?" asked San, wanting to protect her.
"Yeah, I'm fine," said Quinn.
Santana couldn't tell if that was the truth or not but she didn't go on.
"K, I'll talk to you tomorrow then?"
"Yeah, have a good night. Enjoy yourself! You deserve it," said Q.
They hung up and Santana leaned against the wall for a second. She didn't think her feelings would grow as fast as they had for Quinn, it was just supposed to be that one night. She smiled to herself as she thought about that night. Quinn had definitely surprised her. Santana stayed where she was to make another call to her mom before going inside. When she finally came back in Kurt was dressed and waiting.
"We're going out," he said, with a huge grin.
Santana just smiled back.
They poured themselves into bed in the wee hours of the morning. After only few hours of sleep Kurt was up and out the door to meet Isabelle to help her on a project. Santana heard him leave but couldn't lift her head off the pillow. She lay there a little longer before someone knocked at the door. She waited hoping Rachel would get up first to answer. The knock came again and Santana heard no movement toward the door.
"Ugh, I'll get it," she mumbled to herself. She padded across the loft to the door and heaved it open. A carrier peaked out from behind a huge arrangement of flowers.
"Santana Lopez?" he asked.
"Who's asking?" she asked, not hiding her hangover.
"Delivery for Santana Lopez," he repeated.
"Yeah, that's me," she said, taking in all the flowers.
"Just sign here," he said, struggling to hand over a clipboard. She signed and the carrier handed over the huge bouquet.
"Thanks," said Santana, taking the flowers inside. She went back to shut the door and then went in search of a card. She found it buried within the centre. She opened the card and read to herself:
Santana,
You truly are amazing. I'm so proud of you, can't wait to celebrate your good news together.
Love,
Q
Xoxx
Santana didn't even realize the smile that had spread across her face. No one had ever sent her flowers before. She leaned down to smell them and took the card with her back to bed. She held it close to her chest while she reached for her phone.
Hey! Just wanted you to know,
some gorgeous girl just
sent me flowers and I love them.
She hit send and waited for a reply. The smile had permanently planted itself on her lips as she lay there thinking of Quinn. She fell back asleep while waiting for her reply.
Rachel was up and standing at the counter when Santana woke back up. She checked her phone before heading to the kitchen; still no reply. That was strange, Quinn usually answered pretty quick. She got up and went into the kitchen.
"Nice flowers, who are they from?" asked Rachel, not moving from her spot at the counter.
"Quinn sent them. Have you heard from her?" asked Santana.
"No," answered Rachel.
"What's going on with you?" asked San, giving her a chance to talk.
"Nothing, I'm fine," said Rachel, shortly.
"You're not fine. You've been sauntering around this loft like it's your job. You've been mopey and sad faced for a while. Spill it. Does this have to do with Ken doll?" asked Santana.
"His name is Brody and no. It's nothing," repeated Rachel.
"This wouldn't have anything to do with that stick I found in the trash buried deep and hidden from the average viewers sight, would it?" said Santana.
Rachel's upset was immediate.
"You had no right," she argued, trying to hold in her sobs. She slid down against the counter and Santana went to her. Crouching down, she pulled Rachel into her arms and tried to comfort her.
"Rach, why didn't you tell us? We're family, you know we're here for you," she tried.
Rachel's tears were falling faster.
"I'm so scared," she whispered.
Santana held her and rubbed her back, "it's okay. Everything's going to be okay."
They sat at the kitchen table talking all morning. They decided the best thing would be to go to the clinic and get Rachel checked out. They would do that this afternoon. Santana's phone began to ring from her bed; she got up to go answer it.
"Hello?" she answered.
"What do you mean some gorgeous girl?" answered Quinn. Santana smiled.
"Well I was delivered flowers this morning and I was told it was some beautiful woman who sent them," Santana carried on.
"Well, I'm going to have to do something about this mysterious woman," replied Quinn. Santana was making her way back to the kitchen when someone knocked on the door, figuring it was Kurt, she motioned to Rachel that she'd answer it.
"Quinn, if I didn't know better, I'd say I hear a little jealousy in that sweet voice of yours?" said San as she slid the door open.
She almost dropped the phone.
"I guess this makes me look super jealous than right?" said Quinn, hanging up her phone and standing in front of Santana.
"You can't keep doing this! What's a girl to think?" said a shocked Santana, throwing her arms around Quinn and bringing their lips together. She didn't care that Rachel was sitting behind them. The smile was back on Santana's face in an instant.