It had been a week since the ladder incident and Jasper still hadn't came back from California. Santana had went into work with Rachel that morning after, which didn't help much considering there were no witnesses against Jasper and his little file. However, they did come up with a plan for when Jasper did eventually came back, well Santana had came up with a plan. At the moment she had no desire to share said plan, someone would just try to stop her and it would end in a fight.

Rachel still hadn't found the nerve to call Shelby, but she did have her number. Every time Rachel picked up her phone with the intention of calling Shelby, she always chickened out. It's harder than it looks to call your estranged mother. On a positive note, Conner had been brought back from California and he was now in "the hole" right were he wanted to be. As of right now the whole ordeal seemed to be over, at least until Jasper came back.

Santana sat parked in front of the police station, this would be the first time that she had seen Sue since she escorted Conner back across the country. Santana was going to find out what was going on with Ronald and Charles now that they had been in jail for a little over a week now. Hopefully Sue would have plenty of answers for her.

Climbing down out of her jeep, Santana made her way down the sidewalk towards the front of the police station. Kitty and Bree where coming out of the front doors.

"Satan." Kitty nodded her head in greeting.

Santana rolled her eyes before she responded. "Is Chief Sylvester in or am I going to have to go hunt her down?"

"She's in her office." Bree answered so that Kitty couldn't respond sarcastically. She was hungry and she didn't have time to watch these two go at each other. Bree grabbed Kitty by the arm and began to practically drag her across the parking lot towards their patrol car.

Santana watched them a moment, those two were as thick as two thieves. Sue loved having them both as her lead officers and she also loved to pit them against each other. Watching them go head to head at their physical fitness tests each year was like Christmas morning for the woman. The thing they were competing for? A little silver pin for the collar of their uniform that oddly resembled a pompom. Santana shook her head as she turned to step into the police station. Becky was sitting behind her desk dutifully like she always was, before Santana could even tell her she was here to see Sue, Sue came out of her office.

"Lopez, so nice of you to finally come to see me." Chief Sylvester spread her arms out as she did a twirl while she walked towards Santana.

"Yeah, yeah. I've been busy. So sue me."

"I might, just for wasting my time." Sue stuck her nose in the air as she turned around to walk back to her office. The silent command for Santana to follow her with no objections. Santana sighed and dropped her head as she followed Chief Sylvester with her arms crossed over her chest.

Rachel sat on the floor of the loft surrounded by pictures. It looked like she was about to attempt a seance. After Santana had left to go to town, Rachel had began searching for every storage container of pictures she could find. Luckily, most of them were in the closet in the guest bedroom. Rachel had forgotten just how many pictures they had taken over the span of three years.

There were pictures of Rachel at various news stations talking about her album, there were pictures of Santana at her first art show. Pictures of them that friends had taken when no one was looking. That was just the tip of the ice burg, there were hundreds of pictures from vacations and trips to London and Paris, who took this many pictures? Santana and Rachel obviously. Rachel was the kind of person who liked to document things and even with so many pictures already to choose from, she would be adding more to the collection today. She had sent off for the pictures taken at her welcome home party to be developed. That was the first day that Dahlia came into their lives and she definitely needed to go in the album along with Dax. Speaking of the little devils, they both were laying on their respective beds just watching Rachel sort through pictures. They should really get out more, they were kind of becoming lazy dogs.

Rachel gathered the stacks of pictures that she had already sorted through and laid to them to side. These were definitely going in the photo album. Now she was tasked with picking up and putting all of these other pictures back before Santana got home and seen them. If she got caught she could always lie and say that she was just looking, but Santana was pretty good at seeing though her. Rachel sighed as she worked to put all the pictures back and gather the containers.

"Come on dogs. Let's go outside and wait on Santana to get home." Rachel smiled as both dogs jumped up to follow her downstairs where she went to put the pictures back in the closet.

"So you mean to tell me that the prison wasn't able to decode anything useful out of the letters?" Santana sat shocked at what Chief Sylvester was telling her.

"They were only able to gather the information that we already know. The most they could gather was directions on how Conner should escape and who would help him. There was nothing about Charles hiding Ronald out." Sue sorted through some papers that were laying on her desk. She wished these Porter men would fall off the face of the Earth so she didn't have to deal with them anymore.

"That means that Conner escaped for no damn reason other than to drop off a back pack! A back pack that was only needed because Ronald couldn't get it quick enough?! This is all such bull shit Sue!" Santana yelled as she rubbed her face with both of her hands.

"First off, you need to calm down. You can't find something that doesn't exist. Obviously Conner was supposed to do something else and he didn't. None of those men are talking and there has been no evidence found that would suggest they have any plans to do anything." Sue spoke calm and collectively, she knew Santana was worked up but her hands were tied for now. "Tell me more about this Jasper character. He may be our next target in all of this."

"No, no no no. You can't make him a target, at least not yet." Santana shook her head and hands frantically.

"Why not? If he knows something and he is as breakable as you think he is, we could solve all of this in the next few days."

"That's the point, he is breakable and we want to break him." Santana smirked devilishly. "Plus, I think he ruined my ladder and he has a crush on my fiancee, I want to pound his face for that."

"Why are you so determined to break him?" Sue asked as she narrowed her eyes at Santana. She had knew this woman since she was little, she had watched her grow up and Sue knew first hand the trouble Santana could cause. This just seemed out of Santana's league though and that really worried her.

"When Rachel showed up on my doorstep that first night, she had already been hurt. I couldn't protect her from that. I kept her safe the only way I knew how. I had to sit back and let everyone else go after those men because I needed to care for her. Rachel is a damn strong woman who I know now can take care of herself. But she is going to be my wife and I refuse to let anyone hurt her again. I would put my life on the line to protect her from this shit again."

"You almost died las-"

"Don't. It's been three years, let the wreck go. There was no way we could have known they would come racing down Puck's road." Santana knew that Sue still had some bitterness over the wreck. Yes, if she hadn't of been trying to get Rachel to Puck's, they never would have been hit. But that wreck put both Porter men in jail and brought it all to an end, it was a horrible string of events that they were lucky had a good outcome.

"I'm sorry." Sue was actually being sincere which rarely happened. "Are you going to tell me how you plan to break Jasper or am I going to have to guess?"

"Well we pretty much have it figured out that he is taking orders from Charles. Without Charles around, Jasper is going to be lost. We know he is in Los Angeles probably trying to figure out what to do. When he comes back, he is either going to act normal or he is going to come in and go straight through with some plan to hurt someone since he is their last pawn in the game. We're going to be around every corner he turns, he won't have a chance to hurt anyone. Let's just say I am going to stalk my stalker, shake him up a bit."

"Who all knows about this plan?" Sue really wasn't sure what to say to all of that.

"No one really yet. I just came up with it. I'm going to get Duncan to get some of his guys to follow Jasper, let him see them every once in a while. Make him paranoid. Then I am going to follow him, he already knows I am after him. It will really mess with his head if he sees Rachel stalking him."

"You do realize you are telling a sworn office of the law that you're gathering a large stalking group?" Sue asked.

"No, I am telling my aunt who supports me even when I mess up and needs to be put back on the right track." Santana looked at Sue with something akin to pride in her eyes. Sue had always been a permanent fixture in her life when her Abuelo was alive. Santana would have called her Abuela but Sue would have probably murdered her.

"Okay, everything we talked about has been off the record anyway. I am still going to investigate Jasper, but I can only do so much without bringing him in and getting warrants."

"Do your thing, I'm going to keep doing mine. I need to go, I was supposed to pick up lunch for me and Rachel about ten minutes ago." Santana said as she began to stand up and stretch.

"Fair enough, but you know, you're playing with fire here don't you? Jasper could turn on all of you when he gets back and you won't even have a chance to confront him." Sue asked as she watched Santana begin to walk towards her office door.

"Abuelo always said I had pyromatic tendencies." Santana shrugged her shoulders as the office door closed behind her. Now she had to rush to the diner to pick up some lunch for her and Rachel. It was Saturday and McKinley diner was always packed on the weekends. The food should just be getting done when Santana walked through the door and Rachel would never know she had stopped to talk to Sue. Well she wouldn't know until Santana told her, which she had to since Rachel, who wouldn't approve, was going to be involved.