Do You Believe in Magic?
Chapter Five
The sound of high heel shoes clicked against the floor as the woman walked into the restaurant. She demanded the attention of the crowd who stopped and gawked at her. She strode up to the counter and asked the first person she saw, "Where's Quinn Fabray?"
The older woman didn't cower like the others. She stood tall and glared the newcomer directly in her eyes.
"Who dear," Granny said over dramatically.
"Don't play with me 'Granny'," she demanded as she read the older woman's nametag.
"Quinn…where is she?" the woman demanded again.
"Calm your jets…it's too early for this," Granny said and walked away.
The woman turned around and yelled, "Excuse me, gentle townsfolk, may I have your attention?"
They immediately stopped their conversations and looked up.
"Thank you. I'm here on 'business' and I won't be staying long…"
"Good," someone yelled back.
She pretended not to hear the comment.
"Can anyone tell me where I can find Quinn…oh Quinn Fabray," she asked.
"I know," a short man said and everyone else who knew Quinn yelled, "No!"
Santana crouched down and asked, "Where?"
"The Wicked Witch of the West's house," the man joked. Everyone laughed. The woman had enough so she forcibly picked the man up from the ground and evilly asked, "Where is she?"
"I-I don't know. Put me down," the man asked timidly. The woman let go and the man fell to the ground.
The woman turned around and left the restaurant.
Granny immediately ran to the phone and dialed a number. In an instant, she said, "We got trouble!"
The woman found City Hall and shoved the doors open. She marched up to the front desk and demanded, "Quinn Fabray?"
"Who? I'm, uh, new here," the receptionist said nervously.
"What is it with this town," the woman yelled and held up her hands in defeat.
"You could try the Mayor…"
The woman pointed at the phone with her newly manicured nail and demanded, "Call now!"
The receptionist dialed the Mayor's line and Regina picked up. "Yes?"
"Um, you have a guest," the receptionist said.
"Who?" Regina asked, but she already knew thanks to Granny. When asked Granny answered that the woman didn't say her name. She was hoping it wasn't who she thought it might be.
The receptionist covered the receiver with her hand and asked, "Who can I say is here?"
"An admirer," the woman said.
The receptionist nodded and relayed the message.
"Send her in," Regina said.
After the receptionist hung up the phone, she meekly pointed to Regina's office door.
The woman walked away and pounded on the door.
"Come in," Regina said sternly.
"Hello, Madame Mayor, I'm here on business," the woman said.
"Oh, and what 'business' might that be?"
"Reclaiming what's mine," the woman said as she closed the door behind her.
"You must be Santana," Regina said. She faltered for a mini second, but morphed into her "Evil Queen" persona.
"In the flesh," Santana said and threw out her arms so Regina could take a look at her.
"What do you want?" Regina demanded with anger in her voice.
"Oh, excuse me, Madame Mayor, I just want to see my best friend and ex lover…" Santana egged her on.
Regina sat back in her chair. "She's not here."
"Bullshit! Her mother told me. I could always get her to tell me anything. Try again," Santana said as she saw through Regina's game.
"Alright, Santana, I'll send for her," Regina gave up as she picked up the phone and dialed the Sherriff's extension. Before it rang, Regina put the call over the intercom.
"Will Quinn Fabray report to my office? You have a…visitor." Regina said and hung up. She hoped that Quinn would get what she meant and that Emma would be on call as back up.
In a matter of minutes, Quinn busted into the office. "What do you want, Lopez?"
"What? No 'hi, Santana'? No, hug?"
"What…do…you…want…?"
"What's rightfully mine," Santana easily said.
"And what do you think that is?" Regina said.
"Shut up, you bitch," Santana snarled at Regina.
Regina only wickedly smiled at the comment.
"SANTANA! Don't speak to her like that!" Quinn said as she started to charge and leap at Santana.
"No, Quinn," Regina yelled as she froze Quinn in midair.
"What the f-?" Santana asked dumbfounded.
"Regina put me down. This doesn't concern you." Quinn demanded.
Regina placed Quinn on the floor, but said, "Quinn, this has everything to do with me. I'm yours and you're mine. I vowed to protect you. Which is more than you can say Santana."
"You know nothing," Santana retorted.
"I know EVERYTHING!"
"Where's your wife, Santana," Quinn asked.
"Home. This is between you and me, Fabray," Santana said as she approached Quinn. Regina stepped away from her desk and ran in front of Quinn.
"And me because I'll be damned if I sit back and let you hurt her again," Regina said angrily.
All of a sudden, Quinn quietly asked, "Why didn't you choose me?"
"For what?"
"To marry, to, um, love," Quinn replied solemnly.
"Quinn, I never knew that was an option for me…for us. And even if it was, you knew that my heart belonged to her," Santana said as she sat back into the chair.
"Getting the wedding invitation made me feel so unwanted and so used," Quinn revealed.
"Get over yourself. You knew I wanted to have fun. To get over her during the break up," Santana said.
"You used, Quinn. You chose my Quinn to 'have fun with'," Regina said and got intensely angry.
"What are you going to do about it, Madame Mayor," Santana chided Regina.
"You don't know what I'm capable of, little girl," Regina said as she stood up. She extended her arms and gathered her strength. This made Santana stand up from the chair.
"Bring it!" Santana yelled.
Regina's hands were touching each other at the fingertips. All of a sudden, flashes of lightening began to come out of the nails. The lightening made itself into a ball and it levitated up from her waist to Regina's eye level. Santana watched in awe as the lightening ball rose up on its own. Knowing that Regina had the upper hand, she violently threw the ball at Santana who was too slow to stop it. As soon as it made contact, it pushed Santana up into the air. She flew in the air until she slammed into the sturdy office door with a hard thud.
Quinn just stood there in complete shock.
Should I stop this? Is this what Santana deserves?
Quinn was too slow to respond because Regina disappeared and then reappeared in front of Santana who was still lying on the floor. Regina cowered over her and said, "If you ever, EVER show your face here again, I'll send you to a place far worse than anything you've seen before on TV or in real life. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Santana coughed out quietly.
"I didn't hear you," Regina demanded.
"Yes, Madame Mayor," Santana repeated louder.
"Oh, one more thing," Regina said down at her. She quickly looked up at Quinn and extended her hand to her. Quinn walked over to them and took Regina's hand. "Apologize to Quinn…"
Both Regina and Quinn were looking down at Santana with evil stares.
"For what?" Santana asked vehemently.
Regina stepped closer to her and peered down at her. She raised her free hand in the air as if she was going to do more harm.
"Ok, ok, Quinn, I'm sorry for whatever you thought we might have…"
"Ha, that was the lamest apology ever! Try again!"
Santana looked down at the floor. She then looked up at Quinn. It was then that Quinn saw the girl she fell for.
"Quinn, you are my best friend. I should have never allowed what happened to happen because I was and still am in love with Britt. Please accept my apology and I hope, maybe, we could still be friends in the future?"
Quinn's eyes began to tear up.
She gets it! Quinn thought happily. She let go of Regina's hand to assist Santana up from the floor.
Regina looked on in curiosity. She has been learning, for Henry's sake, to let things go and try to co-exist with people. But with Quinn, Regina was shocked that after being hurt like that Quinn still had the compassion for this girl. Quinn was a lot like Snow White in this regard.
"You're Snow White…I will be your Prince Charming!" Regina whispered. Quinn heard her, but was busy helping Santana off the ground.
When Santana got to her feet, she extended her hand to Regina. Quinn stood in between the two women. She hopped that Regina would shake her hand. To her delight, Regina slowly placed her hand inside Santana's. She closed her hand around Regina's and shook it politely.
"Nicely done," Santana said still confused about what just happened.
Regina didn't say anything. She just smirked at her.
Santana let go of Regina's hand, but asked, "Can I hug her?"
Regina nodded her head in agreement.
Santana pulled Quinn into her arms and hugged her. She whispered, "I'm not totally sure what just happened, but I do know love when I see it. And she loves you, Quinn. Take care of her, but most importantly let her take care of you. Okay?"
Quinn nodded her head in the hug. She was speechless so she squeezed her friend one more time.
"Okay, okay, I gots to go. I promised my wife a honeymoon," Santana said and winked at Quinn.
"Tell her I said, 'Hi!'"
Santana walked to the door, but stopped just before she exited.
"This place feels like a fairy tale. It suits you, Fabray," Santana said, smiled, and then left the office.
Quinn stood there for a few seconds. She spent the time taking in what Santana had just said. Regina timidly walked up to Quinn and placed her hand on Quinn's shoulder. "Baby?"
Quinn quickly shook herself out of her daze. She turned to face Regina. Truth be told, Regina was scared because she couldn't decipher Quinn's perspective on the event that just happened.
To Regina's surprise and utter delight, Quinn threw herself into Regina's arms. Regina caught her and immediately wrapped her arms around Quinn. She gave Regina the most passionate kiss she has ever given to anyone.
After the kiss, Regina took a big sigh of relief. "You okay, baby?"
"Yes, I am totally okay," Quinn said, "Thank you for defending my honor."
"It was something I was destined to do. I made a promise and I always keep my promises…"
Quinn kissed her again.
"Make love to me tonight," Quinn asked shyly.