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Falling Into History	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 14513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: No I don’t own glee if I did then Quinn, Rachel and Santana would have relieved all that sexual tension together since day one. I tried to have this out earlier but the damn date didn’t want to come out right. So hopefully I did a relatively okay job with. As always thank you for the awesome support you’ve shown me. It's deeply appreciated and now on with the show.
Chapter Nine: Date Night
The trio walked into the Lopez's home excited about what the night would bring. Although they have been out many times together this would be their first official date and being that its Quinn's birthday they wanted it to be extra special for the girl. Santana and Rachel already had the whole thing planned all they needed was the parents okay.
Quinn trails behind her girls admiring the view thanking them silently for wearing those short skirts. Santana peeks over her shoulders smirking at Quinn's leering expression. Deciding to give her girl a better view gives her hips extra sway walking up the stairs. Santana pauses bending over to fiddle with her shoe. Quinn groans loud at the peak of black lacy panties flashing her.
Rachel frowns wondering what Santana was up too. She looks over to Quinn noticing the drool threatening to roll down her chin. She smirks devilishly as she bends over to help Santana fix her shoe. Quinn whimpers when Rachel's red boy shorts come to view.
Santana looks over her shoulder again and bites her lip, "What's wrong Q? You sound like you're in pain there."
"I'm fine," she squeaks out. Quinn clears her throat, "I'm fine baby just waiting for you two to start moving again."
Rachel turns her head looking at her beneath her lashes, "Are you sure you're fine? You sound a little strained."
Quinn face flushes, "No, no I'm good just admiring the view. No wait I mean just waiting for you guys to finish!"
Santana smirks straightening up, "Rae I think our girlfriend was staring at our ass."
Rachel smirks playing along, "You know Sanny I think you're right. I think that Quinnie was perving on us."
Quinn flushes brighter red than before as shrugs sheepishly, "You can't really blame me you know since my girls have a bodies like whoa. I can't help but stare."
Rachel smacks her in the stomach playfully, "You're such a dork."
Quinn entwines their fingers, "Maybe but like I said before I'm hot."
Santana snorts resuming the walk to their room leaving the other two girls to trail behind her, "It's a good thing you are hot Fabray because no mi gusta dweebs." She spins around winking at her girls walking backwards, "This chica only dates the best and hottest chicks in school."
Quinn lifts her brow, "So I guess it's a good thing that we're hot then. Right baby?"
Santana pauses in a mock thinking pose, "Hmmm I suppose you two could be considered the hottest. Next to me of course."
Rachel stomps her foot in mock outrage, "Really Santana? I thought I was the hottest brunette in school."
Santana gasps dramatically, "Babe you are hot but I'm the hottest brunette in school." She turns to Quinn, "Right Q? Tell her that I'm the hottest brunette." She waves her hand in front of her smirking at the former blonde.
Rachel turns looking at her expectantly, "Yes Quinnie tell Ms. Lopez who the hottest brunette is."
Quinn gulps because any way you look at this she's going to say the wrong thing and offend one of her girlfriends. She stutters out, "Uh well um you see uh oh crap is that Mami calling?" She turns to run down the stairs but Rachel had a firm grip on her hand pulling her back.
Rachel smirks briefly before schooling her face, "No Q you're hearing things. So now answer the question." She trails a finger across Quinn's lips, "Who's the hottest brunette?"
The girl's lip quivers and her eyes glaze over for a moment and her brain ceased to function, "Uh well you see," she stutters out sounding like a pre-pubescent boy. "Santana is the hottest Latina in school and you're the hottest Jew. So yeah there you go." She was mentally patting herself on the back for that one.
Santana laughs clapping her hands together, "Good answer Q! I didn't think you could dig yourself out of that hole."
Quinn sighs realizing that she'd just been played by her girls, "You two suck."
Quinn pouts moving past them. She heard her girls scramble after her. "No wait Quinn please," Rachel pleads.
"Yeah Q it was just a joke," Santana pleads as well.
Quinn says nothing as she opens the room door and walks into the middle of the room crossing her arms.
"Please Quinn…"
Quinn turns around smirking, "Not so funny when it's you getting played huh babes?"
Rachel and Santana's faces drop, "Bitch!"
Quinn laughs kissing them on the cheeks, "Maybe but I'm still adorable."
Rachel grumbles, "I'm not so sure about that."
Quinn grins throwing herself down on the bed, "Keep telling yourself that Rae and maybe you'll start to believe it."
Santana flips her off, "Whatever Barbie I'm going to get ready for this date before Mami or Papi changes their minds."
Quinn jumps off the bed excited, "Do I get a hint?"
Santana and Rachel shake their heads smiling, "Nope querida it's a surprise."
Quinn sighs in mock annoyance, "I guess I'll have to just wait than necia."
The girls separated getting ready talking idly about what songs they wanted to pick to audition for Glee on Wednesday. The HBICs were mildly surprised that their diva hadn't already skimmed her vast music library for songs. But in Rachel's mind her first official date with her girls are more important.
Quinn soft gaze trails over her girls. Santana looks so damn sexy in her skinny jeans and leather jacket and Rachel looks good enough to eat with her short black skirt and button up shirt. Quinn looks down to her torn jeans and band tee with her superman suspenders and feels slightly under dressed.
Rachel doesn't bother looking up from her, "Quinn you look beautiful so get that thought out of your head okay?"
Quinn smirks maybe her diva is a little psychic after all. She still can't believe how lucky she is to be with them. After years of thinking she'll always be alone Quinn Fucking Fabray has the two hottest girls in McKinley High to call her very own.
Santana notices the goofy look on her girlfriend's face and walks up to her wrapping her arms around her neck, "What's with the dreamy look querida?"
Quinn wraps her arms around the slim waist kissing her nose, "I'm just thinking about how lucky I am to have you. The both of you. I never thought one person could accept my uh extra part let alone two." She smiles brightly at Rachel, "But now I have the hottest chicks at school to be mine so I'm a lucky bitch."
Santana laughs, "Damn straight Q but I'm the one that's lucky that you and Rachel gave me a chance after everything I did to both of you."
Rachel feeling a little left out pouts playfully before squeezing herself between her girls resting her head on Quinn's shoulders. Santana snickers shifting her weight to include Rachel in the hug, "It's a good thing you're so tiny Rae or else you would have knocked us on our ass."
Rachel's pout becomes real and deepens, "I'll have you know Santana that I'm not that much smaller than you." Quinn snickers at her Latina's blush she absolutely hates being reminded that's she's tiny as well. "You only have an inch maybe two on me. Furthermore we weigh the same so no Ms. Lopez I'm not that tiny."
Santana grins sheepish at her girlfriends, "Would it be wrong to say that rants kinda turn me on?" Now it was Rachel's turn to blush, "I mean they always kinda have you know. During Glee I just wanted to gag you with my tongue when you went on and on."
Rachel moves to untangle her limbs but her considerably stronger girlfriends refuse to let her go, "That's not funny San."
Santana rubs her nose against Rachel's, "It's a little funny estrella."
Rachel smirks a little, "Well kind of." She holds her fingers less than an inch apart, "Just a little bit."
Santana smirks leaning over to kiss her softly. Lips gently brush up against each other. After a weekend of kissing they were familiar with the taste and texture of the other girl. Someone moaned low appreciating the feel of their (almost) loves tastes. Santana is the first to pull away with a goofy smile planted on her face.
It was never like this with Brittany so innocent and sweet. It always felt like she had to prove something to her. Prove that she loved her or was devoted to her. But with these two girls she could just breathe and enjoy the people she's with to be held instead of used and discarded.
For Rachel it was like a breath of fresh air. She didn't have to worry like with Finn that they only wanted to get in her pants. Other than Saturday morning the kisses they all shared were innocent and sweet. They were considerate about her need to slow things down and didn't try to push her further. It was nice not having to constantly redirect persistent wandering hands.
As hot as it was watching her girlfriends kiss she wanted one too. As if sensing her need Santana turns to capture the former blonde's waiting lips.
Before they could deepen the kiss, "Whoa! Okay girls put the tongues away. Something I don't need to see and that's my daughter being sandwich by her girlfriends."
All three girls jumped back heart pounding. Rachel narrows her eyes at her blushing mother covering her eyes, "Mom! You wouldn't have to see me 'sandwiched between my girlfriends' or whatever if you'd knocked."
Shelby smirks parting her fingers to peek out, "But sweetie the door was wide open. So next time close the door if don't want your parents to cockblock you." Since the coast was clear she removed her hand still smirking at her daughter.
Quinn flushes redder than before she forgot to close the door again after going to her room to change. Quinn ducks her head, "Oh god."
Rachel smacks her forehead, "And please never say anything like that again."
Santana swallows her laughter knowing it wouldn't go over well with their diva, "Yeah Shelby uh what she said."
Rachel glares at her half-heartedly than swings her gaze back to her giggling mother, "Is there something you needed Mom?"
Shelby finally regains her composer, "Yes whenever you're ready could you come down please? We need to have a discussion about what happened at school today."
The laughter faded from Santana's face, "Uh sure no problem Shelby. We'll follow you down."
Shelby nods and leads them down the stairs. The trio follow dragging their feet. This is the moment they've been dreading since they came home. Santana's parents were waiting in the family sitting close on the couch. The trio squeeze together on the love seat with Quinn in the middle. She reaches for the girls' hands in a show of support. Shelby moves to seat next to the Lopez's.
Lupe stares at her daughter with a thoughtful expression, "So I guess I'll start by saying although I'm somewhat disappointed in your behavior I understand that you were protecting your girls. But mijas it was stupid very stupid."
Santana ducks her head swallowing, "I'm sorry Mami."
Hector picks up were his wife left of, "Not only could you have been expelled but you both could have been arrested. You were damn lucky that your friends were there and vouched for you and Mrs. Jones didn't press to call the police."
Rachel bites her lip, "I'm also sorry but I'm not sorry for defending Quinn and Santana. I would do it again even though I abhor violence I can't stand idle and listen while someone I l… care about be verbally assaulted." The girls gasps at the almost slip smiling almost shyly at the girl.
Shelby sighs, "Okay we're not saying you can't stand up or try to protect your girls but please be smarter about it because next time you won't be as lucky."
The girls nod thinking they would still the exact same thing happen again. The parents narrow their eyes knowing that their daughters were trying to play them. They might be old but they remember what being teenagers was like.
Lupe smirks, "Somehow I don't believe you girls." Santana shrugs not bothering to deny it, "Any way be home by 10 it's still a school night."
Santana opens her mouth to protest but one look from her mom changed her mind. She better not try and push her luck or else there be no date and she'll be damned if Quinn's birthday date gets ruined before it started. "Yes ma'am."
Shelby sighs, "You're going to have to call your fathers and inform them Rachel. I don't want them finding out by chance."
Rachel tan skins pales she forgot about them, "Can I call them tomorrow please? First thing in the morning or after school."
Her mother feels a head ache building, "That's fine as long as you do it soon."
"And as further punishment mijas you all have to sleep in your own room after tonight for the deration of your punishment," Hector tells them.
Rachel whimpers looking like she was bout ready to cry. Santana opens her mouth to protest but her mother gave her that look.
Shelby tells them, "Consider yourself lucky that I don't make Rachel come stay with me for those three weeks."
The trio pout and say nothing further not wanting Rachel to have to leave their home even for a little while. This was so unfair of them especially too Quinn when she didn't even fight in the first place.
Hector snickers at his fierce badass baby girl and her girls who still trembles under their Moms glares, "Hurry up and go before we change our minds and make you stay in."
The trio jump up fast and kiss their parents on the cheeks before running out the door. They laugh when they hear Santana and Quinn argue over who's driving.
Santana whoops loud when she wrestles the keys from Quinn. Rachel pats the tussled purple haired girl and opens the back door for her the former cheerio rolls her eyes pouting.
"You know the only reason I let you win is because I have no clue as to where we're going S," ducking her head down. She smiles when Rachel sneaks a kiss before closing her door. She smiles and bows to Santana opening her door as well. Santana gives Rachel a sexy smile in thanks as she takes her seat. The smile sends sparks down to her core.
Santana glances at the rear view mirror as she backs out of the driveway, "Keep telling yourself that Q. You can never beat me I always win."
Quinn huffs throwing herself back pouting playfully, "No bitch I let you win."
Santana and Rachel giggle at their girls antics. They knew full well that Quinn was joking this time around. Rachel bounces excited on her seat she can't wait for Quinn to see their surprise.

Lupe watches the car disappear before turning too Shelby and her husband. She smirks at the woman playfully, "Okay the kids are out of the way. So now tell us Ms. Corcoran why didn't you let us in on your plan to get rid of that pendejo? I would so have loved to be in on it." Hector moves to the mini bar to fix them all a drink as he nods along with his wife.
Shelby grins wide and devilishly, "Well at first I wasn't sure if I could get Sue to agree but the kids said that she hated the jack ass so I figured that I had a good chance." She nonchalantly inspects her nails, "Then I had to make sure I had the beast under control. That woman is kind of crazy and evil so she could have turned it around on me at any time."
Hector hands the women the drinks before seating himself next to his wife again and throws an arm casually around her shoulder, "Okay I understand that but we could have helped."
Lupe nods, "Yes that hijo de puta needs to be taught a lesson after the way he treated our daughters. Did you not trust us Shel?"
Shelby takes a sip winching at the whiskey sour burning her throat, "It's not that I didn't trust you guys but I didn't want the girls to find out. Plus if it all went wrong I didn't want them to get caught up in the mess."
Hector tilts his head thoughtfully, "Okay I'll give you that but next time we want to help." He narrows his eyes growling, "That bastard had the nerve to curse at my daughter. He still needs to pay and hurt a lot more."
Lupe snuggles close to her husband of almost thirty years, "Si mi amor we need to make sure that dickhead pays. So I say we make sure that Schuester doesn't have a job to come back too."
Shelby chews her lip thoughtfully, "Well I took his position as glee director. So all we need a new Spanish teacher." She eyes the couple, "Do you anyone who has the credentials to teach high school?"
An idea pops up in Lupe head making her jump up suddenly spilling her drink on herself, "Shit! David!" She shakes off her wet hand, "Hector, David!"
Shelby looks at her confused before looking around for something to dry her off with, "I'm sorry but who's David?"
Lupe smacks Hector's shoulder, "David!"
Shelby as she watches Hector leave the room grumbling under his breath about short mean Latina women, "I'm sorry Lupe I'm still not following you."
Hector returns with a towel still rubbing his sore shoulder, "David is our nephew." He dabs the wet spot on Lupe's shirt, "Oh crap! David!" The light finally going off in his head.
Shelby nods still not making the connection, "Okay…"
Lupe's grin reminds Shelby of Santana's evil smile, "David is my sister's son. He used to be a teeth model but he retired and went back to school."
Hector cuts in, "He graduated this year I think." The shirt was as dry as it was going to get.
Shelby nods again trying to follow along, "I'm sure you're all very proud of him but what does he have to do with anything."
"I'm getting to that Shel," she pauses for a dramatic effect, "now he's teaching Spanish in night school."
The light in Shelby's brain goes off finally, "No freaking way! Well damn that would be perfect if we can get him to apply for Schuester's old position."
Hector nods excited, "I know for a fact that he'll jump at the opportunity. He's been apply at every school in and around town but nothings open."
Lupe pushes her husband's hands away, "Let me call Jovita and ask her if David found anything permanent yet."
She runs out the room looking for her phone while Hector sits back smirking, "See Shelby we told you have included us on your plans. We just solved your dilemma."
Shelby gives a short laugh, "Now I know where Santana gets her cockiness from."
Hector shrugs agreeing looking smug, "Will yeah it's true we Lopez's are pretty bad ass. Santana learned her badass ways from me. But if you ask Lupe, Santana learned it from her."
Shelby shakes her head grinning and her eyes twinkling with mirth. She thought she would have in laws further down the line but she couldn't ask for better ones. "I suppose you are pretty bad ass Hector."
He picks up he discarded glass mock saluting her, "Your bad ass too if it wasn't for you our girls would still have to deal with that dick head."
Shelby's eyes darken in anger, "I would have loved to get him arrested but fired is good enough second for me. At least for now."
"So Shel are you going to tell your coworkers that Rachel is your daughter?"
Shelby takes another sip, "It's up to Rachel to tell I don't have a problem with it. Although I'm surprised Carol never told Hudson about it yet."
Hector smiles, "Give her time she'll tell when she's ready."
Shelby frowns thoughtfully, "I wonder if she's afraid I'll leave and that's why she hasn't said anything yet?"
"Maybe Shel but give her time to realize that you're not going anywhere."
"It's probably for the best right now. We don't need the little shits saying I play favorites when… I mean if Rachel gets the solo because you know they will."
"It's true those idiotas will whine about anything that doesn't go their way."
They hear Lupe squeal in the back ground, "I guess my wife heard some good news."
The woman in question runs into the room excitement written all over her face, "David hasn't found a permanent position yet but he'll apply first thing in the morning."
Shelby grins, "I'll see if I can speak to the superintendent about him make it easier for him."
Hector hugs his wife close, "We would appreciate it. He's a good boy and deserves a shot." He smiles lopsided, "Plus Schuester not having a job to come back to is would be pretty awesome."
Lupe rest her head on his shoulder while Shelby looks on envious of their relationship. She hopes someday soon she'll have something close to that. At least her daughter seems be headed on that direction. Her girls are just about perfect for her. She shakes away her gloomy mood and smiles at the couple.
"Would you two like to go out for dinner with me? It will save me from going to my empty apartment," she says.
Hector gets up and then helps up his wife, "I don't think either of us feels like cooking so take out anyone?"
Shelby trails after them, "I think that's a wonderful suggestion Hector. I vote for Chinese."

Puck along with Mike, Jesse and Blaine sit around his basement trying to cheer up Sam. He looks around the room this time freshman or even sophomore year he wouldn't be caught hanging out with this group of boys. Well maybe Sam and Mike but Blaine and Jesse would have been considered social suicide but now he can't think of four better bros.
Finn and his me, me, me mentality stressed him out way too much. He's selfish attitude made him want to pull out the little hair he had left. The way Finn treated his Jewish Princess was the thing that finally opened his eyes. He treated the poor girl like trash and expected her to trail after him like a good doggy. Not only Rachel though he treated Quinn and Santana like crap too. It makes him sick but at least Jew babe finally stood up for herself and left the over grown ape.
He claps his hands to get everyone's attention, "Okay we gather here to support Fish Lips with his break up with Big Mama as your Jewish bro I've supplied the booze." He looks at Mike expectantly who was texting like mad probably his Asian Babe.
Mike snaps his head up when he feels the room on him and sets the phone down grinning sheepish, "Oh sorry dude as your Asian bro I've supplied the mindless entertainment," he rolls his eyes rising up a few video games. He hears his phone ding and quickly types in a reply.
Puck turns to the couple snuggling and kissing on the floor. He clears his throat Jesse snaps his attention away from his boyfriend. Jesse blushing rolling his eyes, "As I don't know your gay bros we provided you with greasy man food?" he looks at Puck for his approval. Puck smirks nodding and Jesse goes back to making out with Blaine.
Sam smiles sadly getting up from his seat, "Thanks guys I appreciate the support but I'm not really in the mood for company so I think I'm just going to go."
Lauren chooses that moment to walk down the stairs followed by Tina and Sugar, "Sit down White Chocolate before I make you."
Puck gets up trying to block the girls' entrance. Lauren bats him away as if he weighs nothing. The resident bad ass flushes as the girls pat his face walking to the couches.
Sam sits quickly not ashamed to admit that the wrestler scares the crap out of him, "Yeah okay."
Mike smiles goofy as he opens his arms for Tina sits on his lap, "Hey baby I didn't know you were coming."
Tina smiles just as goofy and kisses him lightly, "You didn't think we were going to let you cheer up Sam all on your own. We're all friends."
Puck shakes his head pouting much like Finn at the moment, "But it's only supposed to be bros not bros and chicks."
Lauren glares at him, "That's too damn bad Puckerman so sit down and shut it."
Puck pouts deeper taking his original sit as told, "Fine whatever."
Jesse and Blaine hide their laughter at the resident bad ass sitting down like a trained puppy. Lauren turns her glare to them, "Well Homo Inc. go get us something to drink."
Jesse and Blaine jump to do as she asks. Okay so maybe she scares them too. A little bit not a lot. Lauren seats back smirking yeah she's bad ass.
Sugar takes her seat next to Puck and hugs him tight to her chest, "Don't pout Puck I'm here I make everything all better."
Puck leers at the girl wiggling his brows maybe chicks invading bro night wasn't such a bad thing after all. "You know if you want to make it better we can go up and see my room."
Lauren reaches over and smacks him on the back of his head, "No nookie for you Puckerman so put it back in your pants."
Puck rubs the back of his head his pout forms again, "Aw come on Lauren you're killing my game babe."
Sam shakes his head laughing silently he misses his girl but at least he has great friends to cheer him up. He smiles into he's beer ready to enjoy the fine company.
Jesse and Blaine come in handing the girls their drinks. Tina and Sugar smile thanking them while Lauren sends them a cocky smirk.
Tina nuzzles her boyfriend's neck, "So what's the plan guys?"
Puck shrugs getting over it because the girls give him something better to look at. Puckasuraus loves his girl bros, "Nothing much Girl Chang. We're just planning on drinking and playing some violent games."
Lauren snorts, "Sounds boring Puckerman. You know should go egg Finn and Mercedes' house or something. No offense Fish Lips but Dark Chocolate needs to be taught a lesson."
Sam shrugs, "I still love her but she's changed so much. It's all because of Finn been whispering in her ear."
Jesse comes up for air, "I say we should pull a prank on all the douche bags. Brittany and Artie included they've been making life hell for the girls." He resumed kissing Blaine.
Sugar smirks, "You should include Teen Jesus in your list. I have class with him and Quinn and he's been all up on her since school started."
Jesse pauses, "I don't remember Rachel saying anything about it. She tells me everything."
Sugar shrugs playing with Puck's Mohawk, "She asked me not to say anything to the girls." She gives him a sexy smirk, "But she never said anything about not telling you guys."
Puck grins as the wheels begin to turn in he's head, "Yeah true that we need to defend our Lesbros. I think we should every one of those douche bags a lesson."
Sam looks around the room wondering if he should protest. I mean after all Mercedes was his girl for a while. Puck and Lauren watches him closely as his morals wage a small war inside of him. Sam looks up his eyes sad, "I think we should do it. After everything that's happened this year and last a little retribution is needed."
Puck claps his hands together excited and starts ticking off his fingers, "So Brittany, Artie, Man Boobs, 'Cedes, Porcelain and Teen Jesus is there anyone else?"
Tina speaks up, "I would have said Schue but I somehow think Shelby has that all covered."
Puck leer returns, "Yeah Mama Streisand is really one hot MILF. I wouldn't mind…"
Tina holds up her hands, "Whoa Puck I wouldn't even finish that statement if you don't want Rachel to tell Santana to castrate you."
Puck quickly covers up little Puckzilla and pales slightly, "Uh you know what Girl Chang your right. I'll just keep that particular fantasy to myself. It's for the best."
Tina giggles, "I think that's probably is for the best if you want to keep your little friend."
Puck scoffs insulted, "Puck Jr. isn't little thank you very much."
Tina grins evilly something she learned from Santana no doubt, "Well according to San and several cheerios it is kinda small."
Shocked Puck's mouth hangs open, "Are you serious? Nuh uh Puckzilla is not small! Who ever said that is a freaking liar!" He stops his rant suddenly when Tina laughter rings out through the basement. "Fuck you Asian Goth! I knew no girl said that my mini Puck is too small."
Tina calms down a little, "I still wouldn't be too sure about that Puck."
Mike gives her a mock glare, "Can we please stop talking about Puck's little head. I think it's starting to give me hives or something."
Tina smiles sweetly, "Of course baby. Why don't we figure out our little revenge plan against the douche bags."
Sugar sits up, "I think I have an idea for Mercedes and Kurt. You know the wanna be divas or going to audition for the solos on Wednesday? Let's ruin their chances."
Lauren shrugs, "We all know that Ms. C is going to give the solo to Rachel so why bother."
Jesse pipes up, "Not necessarily Ms. C will be fair and give the solo to the best performance not who she likes. She's not Mr. Schue you know so we don't have to try and kiss her ass."
Lauren looks away nodding ashamed, "Okay you're right St. James. So we what ruin the audition for the stand ins?"
Sugar nods, "Yeah we could do something the day of and through them off their game."
Puck grins widely, "Puckarone has an idea for Artie and Brittany."
"I know how to get Finn," Sam says bouncing on his seat. "I just need to talk to Coach in the morning."
Mike idly runs his hands over Tina's legs, "So just Dreads is left. I say we sic Karofsky on him. Santana has him on a short lease he probably needs to blow off some steam."
"Alright so this meeting of the Bad Ass Avengers is under way," Blaine smirks mischievously.

Quinn sits in the back seat whining, "Come on babes why can't I have a hint."
Rachel turns around, sighing at her childishness, "Quinn seriously we barely left the house and you're getting on my nerves."
Santana looks at her through the rear view mirror and gives her a sexy wink, "Yeah Q if you don't behave I'm going to turn this car around right now."
The former blonde seats back pouting. They hear her muttering under her breath, "My girlfriends are mean bitches."
The girls in question laugh at her, "Come on babe stop acting like your five and start acting your age."
Quinn gives her Latina girlfriend a weird look, "Are you actually telling me to act more mature Ms. Lima Heights Adjacent?"
Screw what people tell you because yes Latinas can blush and tells her in a mock stern tone, "Shut it Quinn! Behave or else I'll turn this car around missy."
Quinn smirks satisfied for the moment, "Fine I'll behave for the now." Santana grins satisfied to get her way, "I'm sorry for being a brat I just never had someone I'm involved with make a big deal out of my birthday before."
Rachel smiles, "It's fine baby the only people that remembered my birthday were my fathers' but most of the time they were never home."
The former head cheerio reaches over and plays with her hair, "No worries Rae this year I can guarantee that your birthday will be the best ever this year."
"I feel like a shitty girlfriend right now but bay when's your birthday," Santana asked.
"December 9th," both girls say at the same time.
Quinn blushes a little, "Okay so maybe I eavesdropped on you and Finn a few times."
Rachel feeling rather smug at the moment, "It's okay to admit you stalked me Quinn. I find it rather sexy."
Quinn blushes deeper, "Bite me Rae."
Santana cuts in, "I like the sound of that Rae. Go ahead and do it so I can watch." She looks over wiggling her brows.
Rachel gives her a flirty smirk, "If your good I just might."
Santana pumps her fist in the air, "Score!"
Rachel giggles adorably in her girlfriends opinions, "I wouldn't call yourself a shitty girlfriend though San because we weren't friends. So I'm not surprised that you didn't know what day my birthday is. I myself can't remember when yours is sweetie."
Santana stops at a light turns to give her fake pout, "Not cool Rae Bear." Rachel rolls her eyes laughing at her goofy girlfriend, "It's on March 15th."
Quinn taunts playfully, "I already knew that chicken little."
"Of course you already knew that Quinn you've been friends since like forever," Rachel rolls her eyes. "So hardly think that counts."
They girls joke the rest of the way to the restaurant. When they pull into Bread Sticks Quinn becomes a little deflated. She was sure what she was expecting but she didn't think that they would be taking her here. Santana notices Quinn's expressions and starts to get nervous maybe they should have done something else and made her night more special. She looks at Rachel and gestures to the back. Rachel glances at Quinn seeing her frown. Rachel bites her lip and starts to worry as well. Maybe this wasn't the best idea.
Santana breaths in deeply and tan releases it slowly. Oh well it's too late to go back now. She smiles at Rachel trying to reassure her but it comes out more of a grimace than an actual smile.
Rachel straightens out her shoulders she's Rachel Fucking Berry so the show must go on. She opens her door to get out, "Okay Quinn I'm going to ask to close your eyes before we go in."
Quinn looks up at her confused, "Why Rae? I mean it's not like I've never been inside before."
Santana opens her door helping her out, "Please just trust us Q."
Quinn holds her hand sighing at the puppy dog look, "Fine I trust you two." She closes her eyes and smiles when they sneak in a kiss. She feels Santana step behind her and cover her eyes.
They guide her to the restaurant door. Quinn steps were cautious but the girls hold was firm so relaxed slightly. They stop at what she guessed was the entrance. She hears one of her girls knock on the glass door. Quinn frowns in confusion it's almost seven at night so why would the popular restaurant be closed? There's a moment of silence before she hears the door open and the girls guide her there the lobby into the dining area.
"Okay Quinn I'm going to move my hands but keep your eyes closed. Don't peek," she shivers delightfully when Santana hot breath tickles her neck.
Her voice comes out throaty, "Okay San I promise not to peek." Santana growls softly kissing the side of her neck.
After what she guesses to be five minutes later she hears, "Okay Quinn open your eyes."
Quinn's eyes flutter open. Her eyes blink trying to adjust to the low light. She gasps looking around the candles were lit everywhere and vases of yellow roses with red tips surrounded the room. Her eyes land on her girlfriends each with two different colored roses in hand.
Rachel steps up smiling, "I did research on the meaning of flowers before we did this. So according to my sources yellow roses with red tips means friendship and falling in love. I find that to appropriate don't you think?"
Quinn eyes water no one's even done anything this sweet for her before, "I think so Rae."
Rachel nervously tucks her hair behind her ear, "Okay red roses mean a number of different things such as beauty, love, courage and respect. I've said it once before but you are the prettiest girl I ever meet." She pauses when Santana huffs, "And Santana is the sexiest." The girl cheers causing the other two to laugh at her, "May I continue now sweetie?"
Santana waves her off smirking, "Thank you as I was saying before I so rudely interrupted this is the white rose. It can mean purity, secrecy, innocence, reverence, or it can mean that 'I'm worthy of you'. I hope that I can prove that I am worthy of both of you soon. When given together they mean unity." Rachel hands her the roses kissing her lips gently.
Quinn pulls back and gives her a water smile as her shaky hands take the two roses, "Thank Rachel these are beautiful."
Santana steps forward. Her usual cocky smile is replaced with a soft dreamy expression, "I guess it's my turn uh so lavender roses means love and/or enchantment at first sight, regal majesty and splendor, wonder and impossibility. In a way I have loved since the day I meet you as a friend, I would say as a sister but right now that would be kind of disturbing."
The girls chuckle loud, "Any way you've always been family to me so whether you like it or not you're stuck with me. This is one is a blue rose mystery and ambiguity because let's face it you've always been a little mysterious. It can also mean 'the impossible' or 'the unattainable'. Quinn Fabray that the school knows has always been considered to be unattainable but the Quinn Fabray we know is something else altogether."
She takes a deep breath and continues, "Okay I'm starting to sound like Rae now with her rants so I'm going to wrap this up. This rose also means 'You are extraordinarily wonderful' and that's self-explanatory. Lastly it means 'Mysterious beginnings of new things' because we don't know what will happen with us down the road but I'm excited to go on this journey with you."
Santana kisses her making it difficult to think let alone breath. She sighs as the kiss ends, "Thank you this has been the most thoughtful thing anyone as every done for me."
Santana and Rachel give each other a satisfied look, "Well sweetie we have one or rather two more flowers to give you."
Rachel pulls two bright pink roses from her back, "This color of pink means appreciation and recognition, as well as gratitude and admiration."
Santana speaks up, "So thank you baby thank you so very much for giving us a chance."
Quinn wipes the tears that fell, "I should be thanking you for putting up with all my crazy and my uh uniqueness."
Santana gives her a sexy smile, "I for one find your 'uniqueness' extremely hot babe."
"I have to agree Quinn. It doesn't matter to me what extra parts you have I still find myself falling for you. I'm falling faster every day for both of you."
Quinn sniffles, "Me too."
She moves forward engulfing her girls in a tight hug, "Thank you so much I can't believe how much thought you two put into this."
Rachel smiles lopsidedly, "It was actually Santana who came up with this part of the date. I say our sexy fiery Latin girl is a closet romantic."
Quinn laughs at the dark skinned girl's blush, "She's always been a big softy."
They turn around when they hear a throat clearing in the back near the kitchen, "Excuse me girls I'm sorry to interrupt but are you read for dinner to be sent out?"
The girls look at Quinn waiting for her opinion she nods at Santana, "Yeah bring it out Nancy."
Nancy does a sarcastic curtsy before returning into the kitchen. Santana and Rachel guide the punk girl to the candle lit table. Santana pulls out a chair for Quinn to it in like a gentlewoman and then does the same for Rachel.
Quinn takes the opportunity to look around she finally realizes something, "Hey babes, why is the restaurant empty tonight? It's usually crowded at this time of night."
Santana gives a huge smile, "I was wondering how long it would take you to notice. We reserved the dining room for the night and the cook is doing a special dinner so don't bother looking through the menu. We have everything planned out down to dessert."
Quinn sits back surprised as her girls look back at her proud of themselves, "Wow I don't know what to say other than thank you."
"You know Q you've been saying that an awful lot tonight but you don't have too. We wanted this to be the best first date ever. Right Rae?" Rachel nods grabbing hold of Quinn's hand.
Quinn smile a rare sincere smile and her girls find it to be breathtaking, "It is the best no competition. Finn idea of a first date was letting his mother cook us dinner and watching TV in his room. Sam is sweet heart but he spent most of the night doing weird impersonations. So you two won with just the roses."
Santana frowns thoughtfully, "I don't think Brittany and I ever actually had a real date. We just hung out and did stuff. With Finn it wasn't even a date more of an assignment."
"Finn took me to a bowling alley for our first date. I hate bowling but I didn't have the heart to him that."
"Wow Man Boobs is so romantic," Santana scoffs sardonically.
The girls look up when Nancy returns with a tray of steamy food, "Okay Santana who's has the filet mignon wrapped in bacon?"
Quinn perks up, "That's my favorite S!"
Santana smirks, "I know Q."
"Alright I guess that answers my question," she smiles at the girl bouncing up and down. "So next we have a Black Bean Burger."
Rachel smiles brightly, "That's mine thank you."
Nancy smirks at her favorite customer, "I knew before I even said a word ant this Spaghetti Bolognese with extra bread sticks belong to you Santana."
The girl shrugs her shoulders, "You know how I like it Nancy."
"Uh huh whatever you say Ms. Lopez. I'll bring in your drinks in a moment but is there anything else I that you need?"
The trio looks at each other before shaking their heads, "Okay I'll leave to enjoy your dinner then."
The girls eat quietly letting a comfortable silence fill the room. Quinn looks at her girls her heart fluttering at the thought and effort that they put into this date. No one's ever gone through this much trouble for her before. But she loves it and looks forward to next date and the date after that.
Rachel and Santana are feeling proud of themselves for making this beautiful girl feel as special as she is to them. Rachel never would have thought before last week that Santana could be this romantic and sweet. Santana planned the date for the most part but it was nice that her opinion actually mattered for once. Finn would ask for her opinions but in the end they always ended doing what he wanted instead. She shakes her slightly now is not the time to be thinking about that asshole. Especially when she's on her first date with her girlfriends.
Santana turns to Rachel, "So babe did you know what your mom was planning?"
Rachel wipes her mouth with a napkin, "I had no clue but I'm very excited about this audition. I have a list of songs for each of you."
"How do you have a list already Rae? We just found out and it's not like you had time to search the web," Quinn's hazel eyes confused.
Rachel tanned face turns red, "Uh well you see I have a list made for every Glee clubber. I compile the list during the summer."
"How come you never mentioned this before babe," Santana tilts her head reminding her of a curious puppy. It was adorable.
Rachel shakes her head trying to clear her thoughts, "Well I started making these lists since the resurrection of Glee but when I told a few others about it they yelled at me."
Quinn narrows her eyes dangerously, "Who yelled at you?"
Rachel tucks her hair behind her ear, "Finn was the first one I tried to help before we even started dating. He laughed and said I was being annoying. Mercedes and Kurt told me I was being a controlling freak and to leave them alone. After that I stopped trying but for some reason I still continued making the lists."
Santana crosses her arms with her trademark sneer, "Tell you what babe gives us the list and we'll look at them but no guarantee that we'll use a song though."
Rachel smiles her hundred watts 'Rachel Berry' smile, "Really? Wonderful I'll dig them out after we get home."
Quinn tugs her forward giving her a searing kiss, "Nuh uh give us the lists tomorrow because tonight all I want to do is cuddle with me girls."
Rachel's lips stayed puckered for a second. A goofy smile spread across her lips and her eyes fluttered open, "Okay sweetie."
Santana snickers, "Good job babe. Now we how to stop Rachel mid rant."
"Santana I find that offensive…" her voice muffled as Santana pulls her into a toe curling kiss.
She ends the kiss with a pop. Smug satisfaction written all over her face. She winks at Quinn who's shaking in silently laughter. "I see what you mean San. I think you broke her though."
They turn to look at Rachel who's still sitting there with her eyes closed and mouth puckered. The snicker until Rachel snaps out of her dazed, "Well yes right what were we talking about?"
The HBICs guffaw at the flustered diva. The girls were still laughing when Nancy came and took away their dirty dishes.
"Oh my god my sides hurt," Quinn hiccups.
Rachel pouts offended, "Well perhaps you should stop laughing then. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."
That sets the girls off again. Rachel huffs sinking down in her chair waiting for her girls to quiet down. "If you're finished Nancy will bring in the dessert."
"I'm good," I swear Santana gasps trying to calm her breathing. Quinn nods trying to do the same.
Nancy smirks at the scene before her for as long as she known Santana she's never seen the girl this care free before.
"Thanks Nan," Santana tells finally able to reign in her laughter. The other girl winks and makes her way to the back. She pauses before turning on the small radio hidden under the front counter.
Soft music play in the background. The girl's stare into each other's eyes as they quietly share the vegan friendly dessert. It didn't taste nearly as bad as Santana thought it would. But she wasn't about to tell Rachel that, her babes ego might swell larger than it already is.
Quinn sits back groaning, "I'm so full I might explode."
Santana grins as an idea forms in her head, "Well than Q let's work it off." She stands up and pulls Quinn up with her. Surprised but Quinn follows her Latina's lead as they move to the center of the empty room. Santana circles her arms around Quinn's neck taking the hint Quinn moves to hold Santana's slim waist. Rachel watches as her girls dance around the room. So beautiful. So graceful.
The song ends and moves into another when Rachel taps on Santana's shoulder gesturing that it was her turn. Santana smiles untangling herself from Quinn letting Rachel take her spot. The smaller girl rest her head on Quinn's shoulder breathing in her intoxicating scent.
The girls dance around taking turns content in the fact they were in the arms of someone they didn't need to impress. Or have to worry about persistent hands wondering lower than they wanted. Rachel shouldn't have been surprised at how graceful and effortless the two HBICs moved but she was pleasantly surprised at how easily they let her take the lead.
After almost two hours of dancing Santana glances at the clock groaning nuzzling her face into Rachel's chestnut colored hair, "We have to get going babes or we'll miss curfew."
Rachel makes a low whine in the back of her throat, "But I don't want to. I'm having too much fun."
They feel Quinn come up and hold them tight. She says in husky voice that sends chills up both girls' spine, "Just one more dance before we go."
The girls nod helpless to do anything else. They dance together with ease as if they've done this all their life. When the song ends they pull away with a disappointed sigh. Quinn gathers her flowers hugging them tightly to her chest. She's so lucky to be with such wonderfully thoughtful sweet women. Her head lulls around the seat as she fights to keep her eyes.
She must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knows is the girls shaking her awake. When they enter the house they see Shelby still here chatting with Santana's parents. They stop and talk for a moment while Quinn made sure to put all of her roses into the vase before stumbling up the stairs into their room.
Okay so technically it's Santana's room but ever since they moved in that's where they seemed to have ended up. Quinn curls into her girls a smile permanently etched on her face as she drifts off into a content sleep.
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