A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait! My muse died...literally! Hopefully I'll have a few more chapters up by this weekend!
Chapter 17
The next few days passed by rather quickly for the Torres' Clan. The first day was spent lazing around the house, taking a dip in the pool, or heading down to the beach to relax out on the sand.
Santana and Puck spent most of their time together, sharing laughs and sweet, but heated, kisses. They had even been caught by her grandfather, who had taken an unexpected trip down to the wine cellar to grab another bottle, and had found his granddaughter pressed against one of the many wine cases with her legs wrapped around Puck's waist. He had been surprisingly understanding and even started to chuckle at the horrified looks on their faces. Hector promised not to tell Antonio but had insisted that Puck checked out his shotgun collection. The look that passed over Puck's face when the many guns came into view was even more funny to witness.
Other than that, the two teenagers seemed to be enjoying themselves in the Miami heat.
The next day was spent entirely at Disney World, from opening until till closing. It didn't matter that all of them were grown and, somewhat, mature adults, because really, who doesn't love rollercoasters?
Their group had split up fast, Mark, Callie, Santana, and Puck deciding to head to Tomorrowland first to ride Space Mountain. It was a must. Antonio and Aria headed to Adventureland to check out the Jungle Cruise that Antonio had seen in a commercial on T.V. while Hector and Annabelle stayed in Main Street to do a little shopping.
The goal for Mark, Callie, Santana, and Puck was to get on as many rides as possible before their time was up. That was easy for them because of the special pass that they all had that allowed them to pass by every line and wait time for every ride in the park. Callie and Santana already had one because Hector and Annabelle had purchased the entire family one when they first moved to Miami. All they needed was to get Puck and Mark one, which they did, no questions asked.
By the time they all met up for lunch at Cinderella's Royal Table in Fantasyland, the foursome had rid every ride in Tomorrowland, Adventureland, Frontierland, and Liberty Square. All that was left was the rides in Fantasyland, which included Dumbo The Flying Elephants, but they decided to do that those with the rest of their group.
After a fabulous lunch, which included all the girls getting their pictures taken with Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty, they headed to the Dumbo ride.
"We did almost every ride in the park, Gram." Santana told her grandmother as they walked together toward the popular ride.
"That's great, mija." Anna said with a smile, "I'm glad you're having a good time. Is Puck enjoying himself?" she asked gesturing over to the mohawked-teen who was laughing along with his uncle.
Santana smiled at the scene in front of her, "He's having a blast." she said, "He's never been here before. His family could never afford it."
Anna watched her granddaughter's face wash over with sadness, "Then I'm glad he could come along."
"Me too." Santana said, "I'll be back." she told her and kissed her cheek before running off and linking her hand with Puck's.
"Hey, you." he said and kissed her forehead.
"You ready for that?" she asked and pointed up at the ride that had big-eared elephants flying in the air.
"Do I really have to go on that?"
Santana narrowed her eyes at him and said, "Yep, sure do." and grabbed his hand and led him until they were seated comfortably in a giant grey elephant.
Mark and Callie, who had decided not to go on the ride, smiled brightly as they watched Santana and Puck. They stared up as they passed by them over and over again, each time making a new funny face, which Santana and Puck had caught on to and started making them back. Mark and Callie laughed as Santana pretended to push Puck out of the grey elephant before Callie suddenly felt a little sick to her stomach.
Mark noticed her demeanor changed and asked, "You feeling okay?" and squeezed her hand lightly.
Callie swallowed hard and nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine." she told him, "Probably just something I ate."
"Okay. Let me know if it gets worst and we'll sit down or something."
Luckily for Callie; she seemed to feel better, so the rest of the day was spent shopping through all the different lands, going through almost every shop in The Magic Kingdom and making as many memories as possible along the way. By the time the park was closing, each of the Torres women had a handful of bags on their arms and behind them, their men were carrying many, many more.
The third day at Casa de Torres, Annabelle had awoken all the girls up and gathered them in the living room where she told them that she had booked them an entire day at the spa. Santana and Callie high-fived each other before Callie quickly excused herself and rushed to the bathroom while Aria sat with a bored look on her face.
Annabelle noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Why would I want to spend the entire day at a spa? I'm sure I could find better things to do with my daughter."
"But I wanna go to the spa..." Santana said softly.
"Oh Aria, stop it." her mother dismissed, "It's a girls day out. We'll all have a good time."
Aria rolled her eyes, "Sure we will." she said then stood up and walked away. She walked past the bathroom when she heard the faint sound of someone throwing up through the door.
Quietly, she listened as the person inside flushed the toilet, then she heard the sink turn on. She jumped as the door flew open and Callie came into view.
"Feeling a little sick, Calliope?"
Callie rolled her eyes, "Shut up, Aria." she snapped and pushed passed her sister, into the hallway.
Aria stood and watched her younger sister retreat back to her room with a slight smirk on her face.
While the girls were out, Hector had joined all the guys out on the patio where they were having breakfast. He suggested that they take a trip to hit a few balls over at the local golf course. Deciding not to go against the elder Torres, all men agreed that it would be a good idea.
An hour later, the four Torres' women were walking side by side into the Miami Palm Springs resort and spa. Being the leader of the latina clan, Annabelle pulled apart from the group and walked toward the counter to check them in while Santana looped her arm through Callie's and smiled brightly. Aria, however, stood beside the pair rolling her eyes.
"I so need this right now, Aunt Callie. You seriously have no idea." Santana said exasperated as she pulled her sunglasses off her face and stuck them into her purse.
"Oh, Santana, you're so dramatic." Callie told her niece as she took off her own sunglasses, "You obviously get that from your mother," she glanced at Aria who glared at her causing both Callie and Santana to laugh,"You act like you have a job or something."
Santana flipped her hair over her shoulder and said, "It's not easy being this hot, you know."
Callie laughed and pinched the younger latina's side which Santana retaliated with a pinch of her own.
Aria rolled her eyes as she watched her sister and her daughter interact with each other. She couldn't help but feel like an outsider to the little clique that they had become over the years. She's not gonna lie, it hurt.
"Okay ladies." Annabelle clapped her hands as she came to stand with them, "They'll take two of us at a time, two will do the deep tissue massage while the other do mani pedis and facials, then we'll switch off. And then afterwards we'll all meet up for lunch at about," she glanced down at her watch, "one o'clock or so. Does that sound good?"
"Perfect." Santana said happily.
Annabelle smiled at her granddaughter, "Okay then! Who's doing what first?"
"I, for one, would like to have my massage first, mother. Santana?" Aria said and looked at her daughter.
"Actually," Santana said, "Can I go with Aunt Callie?" she asked looking up at Callie, who shrugged and looked to Aria for an answer.
"But-"
"Please?" The younger latina pleaded, practically pouting, with her mother.
Aria sighed heavily, unable to resist her daughter and nodded, "That's fine."
Santana smiled brightly and ran to hug her mother before running back to Callie and grabbing her arm, pulling her into through the sliding doors . "Thank you!" she called over her shoulder, before she disappeared into the spa.
Annabelle watched, with a tight-lipped smile, as her eldest daughter slumped her shoulders and watched her own daughter run off. She walked up to Aria and slipped an arm around her shoulders, "Come on, sweetheart. Let's go relax. This is suppose to be fun."
Aria smiled sadly at her mother then let the older woman guide her through the doors and into the spa.
"Do you have any idea how to golf at all?" Puck whispered to Mark as they walked behind Antonio and Hector to their rented golf carts.
Mark shrugged his shoulders as he hiked his golf bag onto one, "It can't be that hard. You just have to get the ball in the hole."
"Right." Puck nodded, "How hard can it be?"
After a few rounds, Mark and Puck were practically sweating puddles as they hiked up behind Hector to the last hole, thankfully, both dragging their golf clubs behind them.
"Just put the ball in the hole, huh?" Puck panted as he swiped his hand across his forehead.
Mark took of his visor and swiped a hand through his sweat-slick hair, "Shut up." he ordered, "It's not like you're any better."
"Come on slackers!" Antonio called to them from the top of the hill, where the last hole was located, "We're burning daylight here!"
Both men shared a look before pulling their golf bags up on their shoulders and trudging up the last couple of feet to the hole.
When they finally reached the other two men, Hector took one look at them and laughed, "You guys have never golfed before, have you?"
"Never in our lives." Puck answered immediately as he leaned over, resting his hands on his knees to take a few deep breaths.
Antonio placed a hand on the younger boy's back as he chuckled, "It's okay, son. I almost passed out the first time Hector took me here."
"No kidding." Puck breathed out as he stood back up, "I had no idea golf was so...tough."
"Many things in life aren't always what they seem." Hector said as he lined up his ball and prepared to hit, "You never know till you try it." He told them then swung his club, hitting the golf ball perfectly so that it went straight into the hole.
The other three men clapped respectively while Hector returned his golf club to the bag.
"Puck. You're up."
Puck took a deep breath before pulling a club out of his bag and walking up to take his turn.
Mark watched as his nephew lined himself then leaned over to whisper, "So, do you know about all the stuff between Callie and Aria?" he asked Antonio quietly.
Antonio lowered his sunglasses to his nose as he eyed Mark, "You're asking the man who's had to listen through to hours and hours of that 'stuff'," he said with air quotes, "for the last 16 years. Of course I know about it. Why?"
With a shrug, Mark glanced at Puck and Hector to make sure they weren't listening before answering, "Why didn't they ever, you know, make up or something?"
Chuckling, Antonio patted Mark's shoulder, "Have you met Callie and Aria?"
"Uh. Yeah. I get why now." Mark mumbled to himself. Antonio laughed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"They used to be best friends, you know." he says after a few moments of silence. "At least, that's what Aria's told me."
"Yeah." Mark nods, "Callie misses her."
"Aria too. But you know neither of them are ever gonna admit it to each other."
A devious smirk creeps up on Mark's face before he turns to Antonio, "We're just gonna have to change that, now won't we?"