Thanks so much again, I hope everyone is doing ok! Everything is still greatly appreciated, it makes me happy that people like it :) Anyway this is just kind of a cutesie filler to get them back to NYC lol, I hope you like it:)
"It's way too fucking early." Santana said as she barreled through her front door before Quinn even had a chance to knock. A very tired Quinn turned around with a dumbfounded look on her face and watched as she threw open the trunk and tossed her bag in.
"Well well well, who do we have here?" Quinn heard from behind her, startling her slightly. She turned around with a small smile.
"Good morning Mrs. Lopez." She greeted her quietly.
Santana's mom offered Quinn a warm smile, "Please, call me Maribel. I have a feeling we'll be seeing more of you around with Santana these days."
Quinn grinned and looked down as she rocked back on her heels slightly, "So, Santana told you?" She asked hesitantly, looking back up cautiously.
"All she had to do was tell me who you were, I knew there was a reason behind the goofy smile." She said softly, making Quinn smile, "Except I was surprised to hear it was you to be honest."
"I do not have a goofy smile." Santana frowned as she stepped up beside Quinn.
"Yes you do." Her mother said with a laugh.
Quinn nodded her agreement, "It's cute." She offered quietly, nudging her with her elbow.
Santana tried to bite back her smile and rolled her eyes as she turned away.
"So Santana tells me you haven't told your parents?" Maribel asked, changing the subject.
Quinn sighed, "I'm not telling my dad. At least not for awhile, I like Yale I'm not gonna mess it up. As wrong as that sounds." She added when she heard the thought out loud, "But I think mom knows now."
"You're still alive." Maribel offered happily.
Santana blinked at her, "I doubt she'd kill Quinn, she's probably waiting to get me alone."
"Why? It's not like you defiled her daughter or anything." Maribel said, Quinn could hear the playful sarcasm in her voice and she covered her face.
"Mother!" Santana hissed.
"You'll both be fine. Judy never was too keen on how Russell ran their household. She may not be happy but she's not going to be a bitch or anything." Maribel said.
Quinn ran her hand down her face as she sighed, "Yeah but what if you're wrong? She didn't stop him from throwing me out."
"If you need anything, I'll be right here for you, Quinn. I know what a hard time Sanny had, if your mom can't accept it, I'll be right here." She offered, "I just want to make sure you know that, Quinn."
Quinn snorted at the nickname for Santana, that must be why she doesn't like it, "Thank you so much." She said quietly.
"Anything for Santana's beautiful lady friend." She said as she wrapped them both in a big hug.
"Okay, ma we get it." Santana struggled as she tried to wiggle her way out of the hug.
She let them go and Quinn just smiled at her. She wrapped Santana into a solo hug and whispered something to her before she pulled back, "You two be careful. And remember what I said Quinn okay? Take care of her, Sanny. I love you."
Santana huffed, "Okay, I love you too." She said as they turned around and started walking to the car, "I'm glad I'm always the one that has to watch out for you even when I'm walking towards my certain death by Judy."
Quinn offered her a sympathetic look as they climbed into the car, "Good morning, Santana!" Judy said cheerfully.
"Good morning, Ms. Fabray." She mumbled from the backseat as she rested her head against the window.
They rode to the station mostly silent. Just like when Quinn and Judy were getting ready this morning and just like the ride to Santana's. Quiet. Quinn and Santana got out of the car and made their way to the back while Judy stood by her door.
"This is freaking me the fuck out I'm not gonna lie." Santana whispered, "Has she been like this since last night?"
Quinn pursed her lips and nodded as she grabbed her bag, "I don't know if I should be worried or relieved."
"Can we just go with relieved?" Santana asked with a chuckle. Quinn just laughed, "Are you okay?" Santana asked.
"For the most part." Quinn mumbled. She looked at Santana before she dropped her bag and pulled her into a big hug, "I don't think I'd be able to do any of this if it wasn't for you." She said quietly.
Santana pulled back and smiled at her as she brushed her hair out of her face, "I'll always be here for you, Q. Always." She said quietly before she placed a quick, tender kiss to Quinn's lips and released her.
Quinn honestly had no idea what was going on in that head of hers. It seemed like just yesterday she was asking Santana to give their relationship a chance and she kept turning her down. Now she's holding her and helping her through all of this, telling her she'll always be there.
Santana snapped her fingers and raised an eyebrow at her, she was staring at her as she thought, "You sure you're okay?" Santana asked with a small grin.
Quinn nodded, "Yeah just, thank you for being so amazing."
"Girls hurry up, you don't wanna be late." Judy called around the car.
Santana just smiled at her before she closed the trunk. They both walked around to Judy's side and stood there awkwardly.
Judy looked at Santana for a moment, long enough to make Santana start to shift uncomfortably, "Mom, whatever you think you have to say just say it." Quinn said with a sigh.
"Quinn thinks I want to help you two pray away the gay." Judy said, still not taking her eyes off of Santana. Santana blinked at her wearily.
"Mom." Quinn started but Judy held up her hand to stop her.
"She also thinks I'm going to disown and "all that good stuff", you know?" Judy said, "But what do you think I'm going to do?"
Santana blinked at her hesitantly, "I don't know." She said quietly.
"No idea whatsoever?" Judy asked again.
Santana pursed her lips, "Judging by the way you're acting I wouldn't be surprised if it was something bitchy." She finally said.
Quinn shot her a warning look and Judy chuckled, surprising them, "You always were a snarky one."
"Okay listen-" Santana started and Quinn stopped her.
"Whatever you're doing just knock it off, mother. I'm tired of it already just say what you have to say and let us go."
Judy pursed her lips, "I'm not happy about this. It's not what I wanted for you at all." Judy said causing Quinn and Santana to roll their eyes simultaneously, "But what did I tell you last night, Quinn?" She asked, finally shifting her gaze to her daughter.
"That you'd always be there for me?" Quinn muttered questioningly.
Judy nodded, "I said that already having the idea of you two being together in my head. I am not your father and quite frankly I'm disgusted with myself for making you feel I would react like he would."
"Then why are you acting like this?" Quinn asked.
"I told you I'm not happy." Judy said, "But it's been made fairly obvious you make each other happy and there's nothing I can do to change that. And in the end I guess that's all that matters."
Quinn blinked at her, Quinn couldn't tell if she actually meant what she was saying based off the monotone sound of her voice and the borderline creepy look about her stance and face right now, "Thank you?" She said cautiously.
Judy nodded and stepped forward to wrap Quinn in a hug, "I love you, sweetie."
"I love you too." Quinn said quietly and squeezed her eyes shut before they pulled apart, "We should probably get going." She said and grabbed a very stiff Santana's very stiff hand.
Judy glanced down at the gesture as she nodded, "Bye you two, keep an eye on her, Santana."
Santana cleared her throat and shook her head quickly, "Yeah yeah, I will."
They offered each other a small wave before Quinn quickly pulled Santana away and guided her silently around until they finally reached their seats on the train, "Quinn?" Santana finally asked hesitantly as they made theirselves comfortable.
"What, San?" Quinn asked quietly with a sigh.
"She's gonna be okay with this." She said quietly, "My dad wasn't happy with me at first and now he's fine."
Quinn pursed her lips, "He wasn't married to my father for eighteen years either." She sighed, "And it's not even just that, she's gonna tell her whole freaking family; my dad's side isn't the only one full of pretentious, judgmental assholes."
Santana put her hand over Quinn's on the arm rest between them, "I'd tell you you can do holidays and stuff with my family but after how last year went, I'm not so sure mi abuela even wants /me/ there, let alone me and my sexy lady lover."
Quinn snorted and shook her head with a soft smile, "We'll do our own holidays. Like, Christmas with...Quinntana." She said as she rested her head on Santana's shoulder.
Santana laughed, "That's perfect." She said quietly as she rested her head against Quinn's.
"So, what did your mom whisper to you before we left?" Quinn asked curiously.
"Nothing." Santana mumbled tiredly.
"Nothing implies it was probably about me." Quinn pointed out quietly.
Santana sighed, "She just told me not to fuck this up and to take care of you, especially now with all the coming out and stuff happening. Apparently she really likes you and us together and...yeah."
"She said all that?" Quinn laughed.
"Well not right then, just the first part." Santana corrected her.
"I have to say I agree with her." Quinn said.
"Ditto." Santana grinned.
"You better brace yourself." Santana warned as they stood outside the door to the loft, "Are you ready?"
Quinn blinked at her, "I don't think that matters at this juncture."
Santana narrowed her eyes before she carefully unlocked the door, sliding it open allowing Quinn in first. Quinn barely even had a chance to get through the door before Rachel was flinging herself onto her in a huge hug.
"Quinn!" She squealed and Quinn did her best not to lose her balance as she hesitantly hugged her back.
"Hey Rach." She said with a laugh as she watched Santana glare at them before she took her and Quinn's bag to her room.
"How are you!?" Rachel asked excitedly as she finally let Quinn go. Quinn made a beeline for the couch before it could happen again.
"I'm doing fine, how are you?" She asked.
"I'm great!" She exclaimed as she stayed standing in the spot Quinn left her, "I got a final callback yesterday! I'm so excited I can't believe this is actually happening I've been waiting my whole life for this!"
Quinn smiled at her, "You deserve it Rach, that's amazing. I'm so proud of you!"
"Damn it, Quinn." Santana said as she charged out from behind her curtain, interrupting their conversation, "Is that a big enough box of shit in there?"
Quinn blinked at her, "It just clothes and a few other things, Santana."
"You do know there's like no room for that right?" Santana asked.
"I'll just hang my dresses with your stuff and the rest can stay in the box then." Quinn offered.
"All you wear are dresses, Q!" Santana exclaimed exasperatedly.
"Santana, Brody had his stuff with mine when he lived here and we were fine." Rachel explained.
"He also didn't have a collection of sundresses in every color in existence with matching cardigans." Santana pointed out.
"I can stay with Rachel if that would be more convenient for you." Quinn said.
"Oh I bet you'd like that wouldn't you?" Santana retorted as she narrowed her eyes.
"Okay, you two have literally been here like two minutes and you're already arguing with each other. I have no idea why you two keep trying to put up with each other because quite frankly I would go insane. However, if I'm not mistaken, Santana you were the one that mentioned her staying here and asked her to so I suggest you cut the bitchitude," Rachel said quickly, "Now, I have to go pick up a few things for dinner, can I trust you two to be alone or do I need to find a baby sitter?"
Santana scowled at her, "Oh shut it, Berry."
"No you shut it Lopez. I'm not dealing with this all summer so get over yourself for once." Rachel said, returning her glare, then she turned to Quinn with a smile, "Make yourself at home, Quinn. I'll be back shortly. You can put some of your stuff with mine if you'd like." She said and was out the door.
Quinn glanced at Santana who was staring at the door after her, "She just owned you, babe." Quinn laughed before Santana turned to her.
"What the fuck even was that? She never does that." Santana scowled.
"I guess she enjoyed her peace and quiet before you came back." Quinn said still laughing.
"She's lucky I didn't kick her ass." Santana mumbled as she walked to the couch and sat by Quinn.
Quinn narrowed her eyes playfully, "I think she could've taken you."
Santana gaped at her, "Are you on something?"
Quinn laughed, "I'm kidding, but really though, behave yourself when she gets back."
"Whatever." Santana mumbled, crossing her arms with a huff.
Quinn sighed and leaned against her, "This is going to be a horrible summer."
"The worst." Santana said.
"I already hate it." Quinn said holding back a laugh.
"Same." Santana sighed.
Quinn snorted and turned her head to face Santana and kissed her, "I don't know if I can make it." She said with a grin against her lips.
"We'll just have to wait and see." Santana smirked before kissing her again.
"Are you guys all gonna be like this the whole summer?" Kurt asked as he noticed the tension still between Santana and Rachel.
"Weren't you supposed to leave for here later?" Santana snapped.
"I did leave later but I flew, thanks." He said sarcastically.
"Maybe I'll be fine if Santana stops being such a bitch. She's fine unless she's around Quinn I don't get it." Rachel said from her spot at the end of the couch. Quinn sat between her and Santana, leaning against Santana tiredly.
"Do I look like I'm being a bitch to her right now?" Santana asked, annoyed.
Rachel glanced over at them and pursed her lips, "No." She admitted.
"Then shut up and get over yourself." Santana said, rolling her eyes and gently pushing Quinn off of her, "I'm going to bed, you coming, Q?" She asked as she stood up.
Quinn blinked at her, "Yeah I'll be in there soon." She said and Santana walked to her room.
"Rachel, Santana and I will be fine. Please don't act like this all summer." Quinn said after she was gone.
"I think you'll be pleasantly surprised with how much our little Santana has grown up recently." Kurt said with a smirk.
Rachel raised a disbelieving eyebrow as Quinn said, "We spent a lot of time together in Lima and we were fine, just trust me."
"I think that, how'd she put it? Cute blonde hottie of hers really turned her world upside down." He said and Quinn snorted.
Rachel's face lit up, "She is seeing someone, did she get back with Brittany?"
"No." Quinn snapped almost immediately earning an amused look from Kurt.
Rachel looked at her, "So you know who?"
"She set them up." Kurt jumped in, "But Santana is being secretive about it."
Rachel looked between them for a moment, "Weird." She finally said.
"Okay well I'm going to bed now." Quinn said quickly as she stood up.
"I probably should too." Kurt said with a stretch.
"Well if everyone else is I guess I should too." Rachel sighed, "Goodnight guys."
"'Night." Quinn and Kurt said simultaneously, "You awake?" Quinn asked as she pushed through the curtain and walked to the bed.
"Yeah." Santana answered quietly.
"Are you okay?" Quinn asked quietly as she climbed in next to her.
She nodded and turned over to face Quinn, "What'd she say?"
Quinn shrugged, "Nothing really...but she'll probably be bothering you about some cute blonde hottie." She said with a smirk.
Santana rolled her eyes, "I'm gonna kill him."
"I can't believe you said that to him." Quinn grinned.
"That was when I was avoiding saying who you were." Santana muttered.
Quinn nodded before she quickly stood up and walked over to her bag, "Where's Dexter?" She asked distractedly as she dug through her bag.
"My bag." Santana said quietly. Quinn snorted and tossed Santana her bag as she walked back over to the bed with her bear in her hands.
"You took him to Lima?" She asked with a smile.
"What kind of mother do you think I am? I couldn't leave him with Berry." Santana scowled as she pulled him out and dropped her bag by the bed.
Quinn laughed, "You were with me for forever, so he was alone. But it's the thought that counts I suppose," She said and looked at the bear in her lap, "What should we name this one?"
Santana looked at it for a moment, "Didi, like Dexter and Didi." She said with a dorky smile.
"Dexter didn't even like Didi, dork." Quinn laughed.
Santana sighed, "That doesn't have to translate to real life."
"Real life?" Quinn asked.
Santana nodded, "This is the Quinntana family." She grinned.
Quinn smiled, "You're crazy."
"Only for you." Santana said with a smirk.
Quinn looked down and shook her head with a grin, "Stop acting like that."
"Like what?" Santana laughed.
"That. Crazy for me nonsense." Quinn said.
Santana smiled, "I wouldn't say it or act like an idiot if it was nonsense now would I?"
Quinn looked up and blinked at her with a shrug. She started to say something but Santana put a finger against her lips, effectively quieting her. She listened for a moment before she quietly shushed her, leaving her finger against Quinn's lips.
"Have I ever mentioned how sexy you are?" Santana asked lowly with a smirk forming on her face. Quinn furrowed her brow because Santana still wasn't letting her speak, "How much I love touching you?" She added as she grabbed the hair tie on Quinn's wrist and snapped it against her skin, making her inhale sharply.
Quinn's eyes widened and she tried to push Santana's hand away from her mouth, "Santana." She tried to warn as she pushed her away.
"What baby?" Santana asked with a mischievous laugh as she sat up on her knees and covered Quinn's mouth with her hand.
Quinn tried to say something but it came a muffled sound through Santana's hand, "You like that? When I touch you like this?" She asked in a sing-song voice, holding back a laugh as Quinn tried to yell into her hand and push her away, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, Quinn Fabray." She said and watched Quinn's face carefully.
Santana lifted her hand right as Quinn started to warn her, "Santana!"
"What the hell are you two doing?" Kurt called from outside the curtain.
"Whatever are you talking about, Kurt?" Santana called back innocently, acting breathless as she gave Quinn a smirk. Quinn just shook her head, she walked right into that.
"If I have to hear this crap every night I'm throwing you both out the window." He hissed.
"Oh calm down." Santana said, "Go back to bed and stop eavesdropping then, we weren't even being loud."
"Whatever." He said and they heard him walk back through his curtain.
"You're literally insane." Quinn said as she laid down under the covers.
"Why?" Santana laughed, "Maybe he should mind his own business." She said as she did the same after she put Dexter and Didi above their heads agains the headboard.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "Was that really necessary?" She asked.
"No," Santana admitted with a smirk, "But I would pay to have seen the look on his face...plus you fell right into it."
"How did you even know he was there?" Quinn asked curiously.
"Right before you reach our section the floorboard creaks just a tad and he manages to step there every time his nosy little ass tries to listen to what I'm saying to whoever I'm talking to." Santana explained.
Quinn snorted, "And what if Rachel heard that?"
Santana shrugged, "Then she knows I like touching you and fucking you until you yell my name." She said with a smirk.
Quinn gaped at her. Santana blinked, "What? It's not even like that never happened." She smirked.
"You're never gonna let that go are you?" Quinn sighed.
"Am I supposed to? I had amazing sex with Quinn Fabray, who by the way was straight and almost never slept with anyone, and I made her basically scream my name, yeah, never letting that one go." Santana grinned.
"Ever?" Quinn snorted and threw her arm over her face.
"Never ever, babe." Santana said.
"Even if we weren't together?"
"Probably even more then, I mean...no one would believe it but it would be an impressive accomplishment." Santana laughed.
"Goodnight, Santana." Quinn said, shaking her head with a small grin as she rolled into Santana's side.
"Goodnight babe." Santana responded and kissed her on the head before she wrapped her arms around her.