Winter is All Over You - First Aid Kit

Disclaimer: I tried to buy Glee from Ryan Murphy so I could write the 100th episode and add some Quinntana action, but he turned me down. So sadly, I don't own Glee.

A phone call from Rachel wasn't exactly unexpected for me. We've been through this cycle numerous times over the last 2 years. Finn would do something stupid (obviously) then they would break up, and I'm the first person Rachel would come running to knowing that I won't turn her away.

I laugh inwardly at the thought of High school me saying "Never say no." I just wish I could have told Rachel no.

Not being able to say no to Rachel is exactly what led me here to the Lima Bean.

When Rachel called this afternoon I agreed to meet her here for lunch. I know I probably should have just told her that I was busy, or just have brushed her off, but when Quinn left I couldn't stomach the idea of being alone.

I briefly entertain the idea of leaving and calling Quinn to try to reconcile for last night, but before I delved too far on the thought I heard the door open. I didn't need to look up at the person entering to know that it was Rachel. She looked so happy, and knowing that it wasn't me that was making her smile that notorious Rachel Berry smile was heart shattering. That smile made me wish I could go back to the way I was in high school. I'd take being a cold hearted, non-caring, short fused bitch over feeling this shit any day.

"Hello, Santana. I apologize for being late, but I lost track of the time. I nearly didn't have time for my daily morning ritual. I'm positively sure that if I were to have missed one minute of my elliptical time that my whole sleep/wake schedule would be-"

"Why did you want me to come here, Berry?" I interrupted her mid rant.

I was pretty sure that if I let her continue talking about her "morning ritual" then we would be here all day, and ain't nobody got time for that.

"I just wanted to talk to you." She stated, obviously irritated that I interrupted her speech about the importance of having a morning ritual and blah, blah, blah. "I haven't seen you in nearly a year Santana, and I had some news that I wanted to share with you."

She looked up at me nervously as if she was deliberating whether or not she was going to share her news with me.

"Well out with it short stack. I've got better things to do." I lied. I really had nothing else to do.

She let out a deep breath as if she had been holding it for the past few minutes.

"I just wanted to tell you that Finn and I are, well the other night Finn asked… He wanted to know if I would…"

I turned my attention to her, hoping this conversation wasn't going in the direction that I assumed it was going in.

"He wanted to know what Rachel? Spit it out." I snapped

"He asked me if I would marry him last night Santana… and I said yes."

She smiled brightly at me expecting me to be happy with this bit of information, like I was one of her best friends. There is no fucking way I'm going to be happy for her. I just felt like she was toying with me at this point. This was just a knife in the back.

I stood abruptly grabbing all my belongings, ready to leave but not before I could give her a piece of my mind.

"What about all that shit you texted me last night? Do you not remember what you said?" I asked but didn't give her time to answer. "Well let Auntie Tana refresh your memory."

I was starting to feel like my old high school self. Although I said it's what I wanted, I wasn't prepared for Snixx to make an appearance here at the Lima Bean. I knew I was about to say some really mean and hateful things if I didn't get out of there, and I was at my breaking point.

"You told me that what I saw with you and Lumps McGee wasn't what it looked like and that you didn't want him to kiss you. You said that you danced with him so you could stop thinking about me. How does someone go from not wanting to be around someone to agreeing to marry them?!"

She thought for a moment trying to figure out how to articulate her next words. Tears were building in her eyes, but I wasn't having it. Not today.

"You know what? You don't even have to answer that. I don't care anymore. I'm glad you're going to marry the Oaf. You deserve him Rachel." I bit out with a fake smile

"You really do. You know why?" I leaned towards peering at her with my hands on the table. "You deserve him because you finally get to be with someone as idiotic and self centered as you are. I'm just glad you didn't leave the job to me, because there is no way I could handle another minute of being in the same room as you. When he finally decides to leave you, again… don't come crying to me because I'm done with you Rachel. So. Fucking. Done." I scathed as I slid my hands from the table back to my sides.

I took in her crying appearance and for once, it didn't bother me that she was crying. It would have hurt me to see her like that before, but not this time.

I scoffed and turned on my heel, not even glancing back as I left the Lima Bean, and left Rachel.

I sat in my car for a good couple of minutes before I began driving. I didn't know where I wanted to go. I didn't feel like going home and dealing with any of my overly nosey family poking their way into my business.

So I just drove. I drove for around 10 minutes before I finally stopped my car. I felt like I was auto pilot at that point.

I had to look around just to see where I was. Driving like that couldn't have been safe. Yet here I sit, outside of Quinn's house.

Since I'm here, I might as well go in right? What's the worst that can happen? She probably already hates me.

When I made it to Quinn's porch I tentatively rang the doorbell. The second I rang it, the conversation we had this morning played thought my head. Maybe this is a bad idea. I could leave before she gets to the door. Yea, I'll just do that. What the fuck? I'm Santana Lopez. I'm pretty sure I can handle a conversation with Quinn. We've had enough slap battles to have a conversation… no matter how awkward it is.

I'm brought out of my thoughts abruptly but Quinn's front door swinging open.

Standing in the doorway is a very angry Quinn, but her facial expression softens as she takes in my appearance and she reaches a hand out to me which I hesitantly take.

"Santana? Why are you crying?"

I wipe at my face with my free hand, wiping the tears away with it. I hadn't even realized that I was crying. As embarrassing at it was, I couldn't stop the tears from coming.

"I don't know. I didn't realize that I was crying."

She pulls me in the house closing and locking the front door behind us as, and then before I could object she enveloped me into a tight hug which I immediately melted into.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and buried my face into the crook of her neck where I sobbed openly as she whispered soothing words into my ear.

Her hands were rubbing soothing patterns along my back and it felt spectacular.

I took a deep breath and the smell of her vanilla body wash and her lavender shampoo instantly relaxed me. I wrapped my arms tighter around her waist pulling her as close to me as I could so I could inhale more of that intoxicating smell. Her scent was absolutely enthralling right now, and I couldn't force myself to pull away from her.

I slid my hands from her back to grab hold of her waist and pressed a light kiss to the crook of her neck. I could feel her sharp intake of breath underneath my lips and that only made me want to continue.

I pulled away from her and met her gaze warily. I've never seen her look at me with this much affection and it made my heart ache. Hell, I've never seen anyone look at me like that, not even Britt.

I slowly lifted my hands to each side of her face, gently rubbing her cheeks with the pads of my thumbs as I leaned closer to her and pressed my lips firmly against hers.

She didn't respond at first, but when I moved my body flush against hers, she met the kiss hungrily. I felt her tongue swipe across my bottom lip and I instantly granted it access to my mouth.

The second I felt her tongue against mine, I couldn't control the embarrassing moan that vibrated between our mouths.

It felt as though I had lost all control of my actions. I couldn't stop my body from reacting to Quinn's touch even if I wanted to. Every single nerve felt like it was on fire.

I fisted her shirt tightly in my hands pulling her roughly into my body, desperately needing the contact. She sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and I was gone. I needed her, and I needed her now.

I pulled my hands away from her much to her disapproval, and unzipped the side of my dress, allowing it to fall to the floor. Quinn's eyes burned hungrily into every inch of my body and it made me nervous, but I couldn't let that show right now. I smirked as I placed my hands on Quinn's waist, guiding her to turn the other way so her back was pressed against my chest. I pressed soft kisses along the back of her neck and she craned her neck to the side allowing me better access. I slowly slid my tongue along the side of her neck, occasionally nipping at the bare skin which caused Quinn to moan each time. When I slid my hands down to the waistband of her sweatpants, I could feel her breathing heavily against my chest, and she was shivering with need.

I leant forward and flicked her earlobe with my tongue before I whispered in her ear.

"Are you nervous Fabray, or do you just really want me?" I smirked.

She turned around and walked me back until my back was pressed against the front door. I faltered a step, not expecting Quinn to be so brave, but who am I kidding? This was my former cheer captain. I should have known better. Quinn was never generally the shy type.

She smirked and grabbed my wrists and held them firmly against the door above my head and smirked mischievously at me.

"Oh you have no idea how bad I want you Santana. How bad I've always wanted you." She stated as she pressed a gently kiss to my jaw line.

"A-always wanted me?" I asked nervously.

She pulled back and looked at me shocked like she just lost her most prized possession but didn't let go of my wrists.

"No. Of course not a-always. I didn't mean to say always." She turned away from me nervously and let go of my wrists, taking a step back.

I didn't believe it for a minute.

I smiled and pulled her into me and turned our bodies so our previous position was reversed. I pressed her against the door and held her hands above her head.

"I think you did mean to say always Fabray, and I'm not letting you go until you tell me what you meant by always."

She squirmed under my body and tried to pull her wrists from my grasp, but I just tightened my grip, pressing my body more firmly against hers and pressing my knee between her legs.

"Okay!" she gasped, but I didn't miss how she pressed her core into my leg and that made me smirk.

Just as she was about to explain, the sound of the garage door opening pulled us both away from our discussion. I scrambled to grab my dress and pulled it on quickly as a car pulled into the garage.

We both sat on the couch as if we were just having a casual conversation when Mrs. Fabray walked in the house, and into the living room.

"Oh, Santana! I haven't seen you in ages!" She exclaimed as she strode forward to encase me in a quick hug.

"Hey, Mrs. F. I just thought I'd come over and see how Quinnie here was doing and catch up a bit."

I looked at Quinn in the corner of my eye and could tell that she was blushing. Way to not be obvious Quinn! But it didn't seem like Judy caught on, and I was grateful for that.

"Well you should stay for dinner! We would love to have you. It would be like old times. You can even bring Rachel."

I tensed up for a second. I totally hadn't even thought about Rachel since I got here. It was a painful reminder, and I tried to play it off, but Quinn was looking at me questioningly.

"Rachel and I aren't exactly friends these days, and I would stay, but I promised to grace Brittany with my presence for dinner." I forced out a laugh, trying to make it as sincere as possible, but I could see that Quinn wasn't buying it.

"Oh, well maybe you could stop by for dinner tomorrow?" Mrs. Fabray asked, and I couldn't turn down such a nice offer. She was like a third mom to me, after B's mom of course.

"Of course! It would be my pleasure." I smiled genuinely and gave her a quick hug. "I better get going, before I'm late. It was nice seeing you again Mrs. Fabray, and Quinn, it was a pleasure catching up with you." I practically purred that last bit and it had Quinn blushing frantically.

"Yea, you too San." She hurriedly guided me to the door.

"I expect that explanation soon, Q." I stated seriously.

"Yea, well we'll see about that… Sannie." She joked, closing the door behind me as I left.

On the way back to my house, I couldn't keep Quinn out of my mind. I don't exactly know what she meant when she said she always wanted me, but I sure as hell wanted to find out. Quinn and I haven't exactly gotten along, and I know that most of that is because I was pretty much a bitch throughout high school, but I was pretty sure that Quinn couldn't stand me let alone want to be in the same room with me. I have two weeks until I had to go back to Kentucky to find out and if it took the whole two weeks, then so be it.

A/N: I hope you all liked this chapter. It was tough for me to stop writing. I wanted to keep it going, but I thought I'd leave some room for them to grow. I can't just jump right into the sex guys (: It shall happen soon enough though. Tell me what you think?