Chapter 15

"This is where we're staying?" Puck asked as he pushed his sunglasses onto his head. Before him stood a beautiful, beige colored Mediterranean Mansion. He could only stare at it in awe.

Santana smiled as she looked up at the home she had spent so much of her childhood in. "Yup."

"Woah. this is a long way from Lima Heights, babe." she slapped his arm before taking his hand and leading him up the front stairs. Before they reached the door a beautiful, slightly older, version of Santana stepped out of the front door.

"Santana! Mi niña! I've missed you!" the elder woman rushed toward Santana and pulled her into a tight hug. Puck smirked as he watched the women embrace. He loved seeing Santana happy. If he could keep her like this forever-happy- then he would do whatever it took.

"I've missed you too, Abuelita." the younger latina said as she pulled away from her grandmother. She then toward Puck and looped her arm around his, "Gram, this is my boyfriend, Puck." he smiled at her words, "Puck this is my gram, Annabelle."

Puck smiled wide and stuck out his hand to the woman, "It's very nice to meet you, Mrs. Torres. Santana talks about you all the time."

Annabelle shooed his hand away and pulled him into a hug. Puck was momentarily startled, but hugged the woman back.

"Oh please, call me Anna." she said sweetly. Puck immediately decided that Mrs. Torres was much nicer than Mrs. Lopez. "I'm so glad that you could join us. Any friend of Santana's is a friend of ours."

She smiled at her granddaughter who graciously returned the smile, then turned to her own daughter. "Aria. It's lovely to see you." she said curtly.

Aria rolled her eyes and plastered a fake smile on her face, "You too, mother." The tension was so thick between mother and daughter that you could practically see it in the air. Antonio cleared his throat and smiled at his mother-in-law before things got out of hand.

"Anna. You look stunning as always." he said. Annabelle laughed and greeted her son-in-law warmly.

"Tony, you flatter me." she said causing her daughter to roll her eyes again, "Oh! Come in, come in. You guys must be starved." She ushered everyone in the front door and led them further in the house.

Puck found himself in awe again as he walked around the house. Everything was prime and pristine. There were vases of flowers at every table. All the furniture was a classic taupe color. There was a grand staircase right at the beginning of the house that led up to the second floor. But what caught his attention the most was the pictures that hung on the walls. Most of were of Santana.

He smiled as he walked across a picture of her standing in the rain, her pink rain boots and jacket matching while she held a cute ladybug umbrella. He lightly nudged her shoulder, "Look how cute you were, San." he teased.

Santana glared at him before continuing through the house, "Gram, where's papa?"

"Right here." a voice said coming out of the study, before her grandmother could answer, and made his way toward his granddaughter. "Ah, Santana. My sweet, you get more and more beautiful with every passing day." he admired as he lifted Santana up off the ground in a huge hug.

"Papa!" she squealed and laughed when he put her down. "I missed you."

Her grandfather smiled and placed a kiss to her forehead, "I missed you too, sweetheart.

"Oh papa! This is Puck," she said pulling Puck over to them, "my boyfriend."

Puck stuck out his hand once again and smirked when the elder man shook it firmly, "Hector Torres. It's nice to meet you."

"You too, Mr. Torres." Puck said politely. Hector smiled once more then turned to his daughter.

"Aria. How are you?"

Aria smiled and went forward to hug her father. "I'm fine, dad."

"Good." he said, "And Antonio, it's good to see you, son."

Antonio shook the elder man's hand in greeting, "You too, Hector. How's the business going?"

Hector smiled, "It's great. We just invested in a new company that is said to bring in lot's of new clientele."

"That's amazing. What company?"

"Oh stop you two!" Annabelle interjected, "This is vacation time. No work talk." she said sternly. "Now, why don't you guys go get settled and lunch will be ready when you're done."

No one wanting to argue with her, they all agreed and did as told.

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"Wow." Mark said as he stepped out of the limo and looked up at the house in front of him. Callie rolled her eyes and thanked the driver before coming to stand right next to Mark.

"It's big isn't it?"

Mark turned to her and gaped, "Big?" he repeated, "More like huge! How could you live in a basement after living in this place, Cal?"

Callie laughed and hit his arm lightly, "They don't know about that, so don't bring it up." she warned, then grabbed his hand and tugged him up the front staircase. She rang the doorbell and smiled when a short woman in a maid uniform opened the door.

"Ms. Calliope! What a surprise!" the short woman squealed and hugged Callie, who graciously returned the hug.

"Hola, Maria. How are you?" Callie asked as they pulled away.

"I'm well. It's been a long time."

"Yes it has." Callie agreed and pulled Mark forward, "Maria, this is my boyfriend, Mark. Mark, this is Maria." Mark shook the woman's hand and smiled his charming smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." he said sweetly.

"You too. Please come in, come in." she said pulling them in. "They're out on the deck, I can take you-"

"Oh no need." Callie shook her head, "I think we'll manage on our own."

Maria nodded, "It's nice to see you again, Calliope and to meet you, Mark. Please, if you need anything, just ask."

"We will." Maria nodded once more before disappearing further into the house.

Mark took a minute to gaze at the inside of the home. It was simply beautiful. "Wow." he said for the second time that day.

Callie rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand pulling him out toward the deck. She led him through a few hallways, a few rooms and finally out a sliding glass door. They passed the olympic sized, turquoise pool that sat outside and continued to the deck.

When Callie and Mark came into view, the sound of forks clattering against plates sounded. Aria and Callie stared at each other in disgust while everyone else was silent, looking between the two sisters.

"What the hell is she doing here?" They both shouted and looked toward their parents.

A/N: Short chapter. More coming real soon!