I keep forgetting to add that I of course don't own Glee.
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Chapter 2
Santana woke up the next morning and slowly sat up letting out a long agonizing groan as she did. She trudged to the bathroom at what seemed like a snail's pace, scared to speed up her movements so as not to disturb her already sore body. Once she reached the bathroom, she brushed her teeth and when she was finished she finally actually looked at herself in the mirror.
"Ouch." She mumbled to herself and then turned a bit to the side to look at her ribs where a bruise was very present. She reached up and gently touched the tender area, quickly pulling back when pain accompanied the action.
"You're awake."
Santana looked at Quinn through the reflection in the mirror, greeting her with a weak smile.
Quinn walked forward, resting her hand on the small of Santana's back and giving her a once over, taking in the newly formed marks that had made themselves known during the night, like the faint black eye and the black and blue mess on her side, which made her full of concern. "Let's go to the clinic."
Santana sighed and then finally nodded.
"Yeah?" Quinn asked surprised the normally stubborn girl had given in so easily.
Santana turned to her and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist, resting her head on her shoulder and nuzzling into her neck, "Quinn?"
Quinn softly smirked, her arms circling Santana and holding her close, kind of caught off guard by the sudden affection, but loving it nonetheless, "Yeah, San?"
"This won't count as our date right?" Santana smiled.
"Definitely not." Quinn replied, "I already have something planned and I need you to recover so we can actually do it."
Santana lifted her head, her eyes bright with curiosity, "You already have the date planned?"
"Most of it." Quinn said, "I couldn't really sleep last night because I was worried about you, so I let my mind wander."
"You were worried about me?" Santana quietly questioned.
Quinn gave her a caring smile, sliding her hand up the back of her neck, her thumb gently brushing against her skin, "Of course you dork. I brought you home and took care of you didn't I?"
Santana sheepishly rolled her eyes. "I know. I just-"
"It's okay. You don't have to explain yourself." Quinn said leaning in to press a quick kiss to her lips. Sure they weren't official and hadn't even gone on their first date yet, but she wanted to reassure Santana that their feelings for each other were real.
"I'll go get you a button up shirt to wear so you don't have to lift your arm."Quinn said, "And then we'll go, okay?"
"Okay." Santana said smiling as she watched Quinn leave.
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A few hours later, Santana and Quinn were in the elevator of Quinn's apartment building, heading back up to Quinn's place. The doctor that had treated Santana informed her that the results of the bar fight rewarded her with bruised ribs, the other injuries all minor and superficial. She was then sent home with pain meds and instructions to rest and ice the sore area as much as she could, Quinn deciding that it would be beneficial for Santana to spend another night at her place.
Quinn looked over to Santana, raising a questioning eyebrow when she discovered the devious grin on her face, "What?"
Santana slowly turned her head to face her and then whispered, "Nothing."
Quinn studied her for a quick second. She was in pain the entire time they had left. She was even groaning on the cab ride back to her apartment and now something seemed off. "San?"
Santana was about to confess to her, but the elevator dinged and she perked up, "That's us!"
Quinn watched as Santana wobbled through the elevator doors, swaying into the wall of the hallway and that's when it clicked. She quickly followed Santana, coming up next to her side. "Careful."
Santana leaned against the wall, giving Quinn a wink, "I feel great. Don't worry."
"How many did you take?" Quinn asked, pulling Santana's arm over her shoulders to help guide the drugged up girl down the hall.
"I took three." Santana said in a hushed voice, bringing her index finger up to her lips to make the shush sound.
"Santana." Quinn sighed, wanting to scold her, but also she probably would have done the same thing if she were in her shoes, so she just pulled her a little closer and safely led her back into her apartment. "You need to rest."
"With you?" Santana innocently asked.
Quinn gave her a small smile, "You want me to lay with you?"
"Absolutely."
"Alright, let's go to the bedroom." Quinn said, successfully steering the both of them through the apartment and into Quinn's bedroom.
Santana lay on the bed, opening her arms for Quinn to lay with her, not realizing in her drugged up haze how much of a bad idea that would be. The gesture sure did melt Quinn's heart though.
"Not a good idea." Quinn smiled gently pushing her arms down and then began to unbutton Santana's shirt.
"You won't cuddle with me, but you'll undress me?" Santana questioned.
"I'm undressing you, so I can place an ice pack on your ribs." Quinn said, "Doctors orders."
"We playin doctor?" Santana smiled.
Quinn just shook her head, before leaning over to press a kiss to her forehead, "I'll be right back." She informed her, getting up and heading to the kitchen. When she came back to the bedroom she paused just as she reached the bed, smiling at the gorgeous woman lying in front of her. Not surprisingly, Santana had passed out during those quick few minutes she was gone searching for an ice pack and now the blonde was left with an adorable sleeping beauty to care for. She carefully crawled on the bed, positioning herself next to Santana, holding her body up on her elbow and then cautiously she pressed the ice pack to the bruised ribs. She watched her sleep for a little while and when she was satisfied the ice pack had done its job for the time being she tossed it on her nightstand and then laid down next to Santana, wanting to snuggle in close, but she decided to lace their fingers together instead, so as not to hurt her any further. Her eyes drifted shut and a welcome feeling of happiness consumed her as she succumbed to sleep. If this was just the beginning of some kind of relationship between her and Santana, before they had even gone on a date, she couldn't wait to see what else awaited them in the future.
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Santana stood in front of her full length mirror judging the entire outfit she had on. Quinn told her to dress casual and Santana could pull off causal, but tonight every piece of clothing she had tried on didn't seem to look good enough for her. Unfortunately though just as she was about to rummage through her closet for the fourth time, her phone went off and Quinn had sent her a message that she was only five minutes away.
Santana sighed and nodded, finding the confidence she always wore, and with a fierce look into the mirror, she said, "Whatever I always look hot."
She grabbed her keys and wallet and then headed downstairs to meet Quinn. When she saw Quinn she was surprised to see the blonde wearing a sundress and it made her second guess herself wondering if she had misheard Quinn when they were discussing appropriate date attire.
"Hey." Santana smiled, pulling her into a hug, "You look great, but you said no dresses?"
"I know." Quinn said, pressing a kiss to her cheek, "I had different plans, but I started thinking they were a bad idea because of your injury."
"You don't have to worry about me." Santana shrugged, "We can do whatever."
Quinn slid her hand down Santana's arm and then laced their fingers together, "I was going to take you paintballing."
"Seriously?" Santana questioned with a surprised happy tone. "That would have been a badass first date!"
Quinn smiled with a nod, tugging her along the sidewalk to walk the streets of New York. She was going to hail a cab, but decided it would be more fun to walk, instead of being stuck in traffic, "I know, but I didn't want to wait any longer, so I planned something else."
"We're saving that idea for our next date then." Santana said falling into step with her.
Quinn happily squeezed Santana's hand at the thought of going on a second date with her, tugging her a bit closer.
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After they ate dinner, both of them full and satisfied, Quinn led them to their next destination.
"Nice one, Q." Santana smiled nodding with approval as she looked at the screen set up, and the people spreading blankets out on the grass, indicating that they were about to watch an outdoor movie.
Quinn let out a content breath and nodded, "Yeah?"
"Yeah." Santana said, "Better than being in a movie theatre, which I don't oppose, but out here we can lay a blanket out wherever we want, avoiding seat kickers and people who chew their popcorn so loudly, God himself can hear them."
"I'm glad you approve." Quinn smirked, walking over to buy a brand new blanket from a stand, and returning to Santana so the two could find a place. "I'm not sure what movie is playing. I found it online and looked up the address. I thought it could be a surprise for the both of us."
"Will we even be watching the movie?" Santana said with a sly smile, giving Quinn a wink as they spread out the blanket.
Quinn lightly laughed, kicking her shoes off and sinking down onto the blanket, "Real smooth, San."
"You forget who you're out with." Santana said sitting down next to her.
"I'm well aware and I'm actually a little disappointed you haven't really tried to make a move yet." Quinn playfully said giving her a small nudge.
Santana bit her bottom lip looking over at her, her face serious, "You make me nervous."
Quinn's face softened, reaching up to cup her cheek, "San."
Santana just shrugged, leaning her forehead against Quinn's, letting out a slow breath, reaching up to place her hand over the one resting on her face, brushing her thumb gently over her wrist. Quinn's heart skipped a beat and without wasting another second she leaned in, delivering Santana a slow drawn out kiss.
When they pulled back, Santana had a sly smile on her lips, "Was that a smooth move?" she whispered.
Quinn gasped and shoved her teasingly, "You bitch."
Santana laughed, leaning in again for another kiss, "You do make me nervous for real though." She confessed, but she stayed close and kissed her again. "In a good way."
"I know, I swear I was going to vomit butterflies on my way to your apartment today." Quinn admitted
"Oh, how romantic." Santana joked, pulling back when the screen began playing a preview.
They both shifted closer and leaned back on their hands. Their focus not entirely on the screen, until the name of the movie popped up.
"Oh great, it's a horror movie." Quinn sighed.
"We can leave if you want." Santana said.
Quinn shook her head, "No way, I paid for a blanket we're staying."
"Alright." Santana smirked, "It's not that scary anyway. An oldie but a goodie."
A little bit into the movie, Quinn closed her eyes and turned her head, resting it against Santana's shoulder. "Who runs around with a chainsaw?"
Santana smirked, turning her head as well, "Coach Sylvester"
Quinn grinned, muffling a laugh in Santana's shoulder.
Santana wrapped an arm around her, "Come closer, I'm scared too." She lied.
"No you're not." Quinn smirked, but she gladly shifted closer and didn't hesitate to lean into Santana so they could share another kiss. Pulling back she looked around, taking notice that other couples had the same idea, no one was really watching the movie at all it was merely background noise. Smiling, she laid down on her back, tugging Santana down with her.
Santana leaned on her side, her hand resting on Quinn's stomach. She slowly lowered herself down, connecting their lips once again, deciding this was the best first date she had ever been on. Her hair dangled passed her shoulders, curtaining around their faces, while her hand slowly slipped up Quinn's ribs, letting out an appreciated moan when Quinn slyly added some tongue to the kiss. Santana pulled away after a few minutes, but her lips were quickly attached to the skin of Quinn's neck, sucking and nipping, the hand tangling in the hair at the back of her neck only encouraging her to continue.
"No, marks." Quinn breathed out, her eyes fluttering shut and her head titling to the side, listening as Santana hummed a response, it vibrating through her neck.
Santana opened her eyes to see what path her lips were currently on, her focus locking on the swell of Quinn's breasts. She slowed her kisses down, and ventured lower wondering just how far Quinn would let her go while they were at an outdoor movie. She swirled her tongue to the crack of Quinn's cleavage, feeling the fingers in her hair tighten. She stopped, looking up at Quinn, the blonde pulling her back up so they were face to face.
"We're outside." Quinn whispered, although eager, she definitely wasn't about to get that adventurous in public.
"Sorry." Santana smiled, pressing a quick kiss to her lips, pulling back when she felt a drop of rain hit her arm. She looked up at the sky and then back to Quinn, "Any chance you checked the weather before we came out here?"
Quinn's eyebrows creased with confusion as she shook her head, flinching when a bolt of lightning lit up the sky.
"We should go." Santana said a loud crack of thunder following her voice and not long after the sky responded by pouring water all over them.
The two of them both jumped up, grabbing the blanket and using it as a makeshift shield against the rain. They ran towards the sidewalk, Santana observing the area, "Let's ditch the blanket." She said, it only slowing them down. She saw one free taxi and she wanted to be the first out of all the other movie goers to claim it.
Quinn looked over at her with surprise, not wanting to lose the protection since she was only in a dress.
"Just trust me." Santana said dropping her side of the blanket and grabbing Quinn's hand, leaving her no choice but to let the fabric drop to the ground. She pulled the other girl with her, speeding up and weaving around a few benches and lastly a tree, making it to the sidewalk, lunging forward and successfully placing a hand on the door handle of the yellow vehicle. She opened the door ushering Quinn inside first and then slid in next to her. She looked over, watching as Quinn shivered, "Sorry, I wanted to get to the cab first." She said, shifting closer and wrapping an arm around her.
Quinn looked out the window, seeing people huddled under coats and blankets, still stuck in the cold rain, while she and Santana were warm in a cab, escaping the surprise thunderstorm.
"I'd rather be in here." Quinn said giving the cab driver an address and then huddling into Santana.
"Me too." Santana said, running a hand up and down Quinn's arm to try and create any kind of warmth.
It wasn't long after before the cab dropped Quinn and Santana off in front of Quinn's apartment building, the two rushing inside. As soon as they walked into the apartment, they didn't take long in stripping down to their bra and underwear, Quinn turning to Santana to find the girl prowling towards her with fire in her eyes.
"Okay, wait." Quinn said holding a hand up to stop Santana from walking any closer, "We need to talk about some things first."
Santana's face completely fell, her shoulders slumping with disappointment. Just a half hour before she was ready to hit second base and now Quinn didn't even want her near her.
"It's not bad."Quinn smiled, "Well I don't think you'll like the idea, but I think it'll be for the better."
"An idea?" Santana questioned, "That's never for the better, unless it's an invention that'll make us millions."
Quinn rolled her eyes and shook her head, grabbing Santana's wet clothes and bringing them to the closet area where a stackable washer and dryer were hidden. She shoved the wet clothes in the dryer and then hung up her dress.
"Let's put on some dry clothes and then talk." Quinn said, using her index finger to get Santana to follow her into the bedroom.
Not long after they were both in the living room sitting on the ground in front of Quinn's gas fireplace. There was a pint of ice cream in between them, the two scooping spoonfuls and indulging in the chocolaty treat.
"So what's your lame idea?" Santana asked.
Quinn smirked and playfully wacked her arm, "How do you know it's lame."
Santana titled her head to the side, giving her a knowing look, "It's going to be a no sex rule, because we're only dating, hence the correct usage of the word, lame."
"Well yeah." Quinn sighed, digging her spoon into the ice cream, letting it stay there, wanting to explain herself. "San, I feel like we're in such a good place right now and I know we already had sex before, but this is different." She quietly said, "It feels real and I don't want to rush into things. My high school love life wasn't exactly the greatest..." She trailed, looking anywhere else but at Santana, finding the storm outside much more interesting than how Santana was responding to her explanation, "Even University wasn't all rainbows and sunshine. But now I'm here with you... and..." She shrugged, not knowing how to word her feelings, especially since they were strong ones towards Santana.
Santana reached out, taking Quinn's hand and tugging on it, "And?" she tried, "Quinn look at me."
Quinn let out a shaky breath, but she finally turned to look at Santana, "You make me feel at home." She quietly said, "And I'm scared if we rush things, we'll somehow ruin it."
"Like I'll get you pregnant and Rachel's mom will have to adopt the baby." Santana teased, causing Quinn to laugh and visibly relax.
Quinn looked down at their intertwined hands, smiling at the sight, "I want to do the dates and I know we already know each other because we've known each other for forever, but I want to get to know you more and build our relationship up before we jump headfirst."
"That sounds fair." Santana softly said, brushing her thumb over the top of Quinn's hand.
"And..." Quinn trailed, chewing on her bottom lip for a few seconds before speaking, not sure how the next part was going to sound, but finally she just said it, "You can't date other people while we figure stuff out."
"Well duh, I hope you know that rule goes for the both of us."
"Of course, I just want to establish some things so we're both on the same page." Quinn smiled.
"So, what can we do?" Santana asked. "I mean, we're sitting in front of a fire, while there's a storm. This scenario is screaming romance."
Quinn smiled, grabbing the ice cream so she could put it back in the freezer. On her way back, she grabbed a pillow from the couch, and walked back over to Santana, laying down and tugging Santana to lay with her. "We can still make out, plus a little more."
"I predict a lot of dry humping in our future." Santana smiled.
Quinn lightly laughed, shoving at her shoulder, but just as quickly she brought her back. "You should spend the night."
"Whoa, Q, no wonder you got pregnant in high school. You're already breaking the rules seconds after we set them." Santana teased.
"Shut up, San." Quinn smirked, "You want to go out in that storm and get chased by some scary ass guy with a chainsaw or stay with me?"
Santana smiled, resting her hand on the dip of Quinn's stomach, "Okay, I'll stay. We're allowed to cuddle though, right?"
This time Quinn took the opportunity to tease Santana, "Oh big badass from Lima Heights enjoys cuddling?"
"I likes to get my cuddles on."
Quinn smiled, leaning forward and pushing her on her back, resting her head on Santana's shoulder, her arm resting across her stomach, the two falling into a comfortable silence.
"So date two, I'll bring the U-Haul." Santana joked.
"I'm dating a comedian." Quinn lightly laughed.
"I am hilarious." Santana smiled, her fingers running through Quinn's hair, the quiet of the room relaxing the both of them, Quinn struggling to keep her eyes open.
"I'm going to fall asleep."
Santana pressed a kiss to the top of her head and pulled her a bit closer, "So fall asleep."
"I want to stay up with you a little longer." Quinn sleepily said.
"Q, we'll have plenty of time to do stuff like that. This is just the beginning." Santana promised.
"You're right." Quinn mumbled, "This is just the beginning, a happy new chapter for the both of us."
Santana smirked, letting her eyes fall shut as well. She felt right with Quinn and she had high hopes that this would turn into a very good and happy thing.
The End
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Also if you have any Quinntana or Pezberry fluff idea's you'd like to read about. I wouldn't mind trying to write them out. :)