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Anger was a too weak feeling to describe what Lucia Torres was feeling right now. She couldn't believe what was happening to her family, and how almost everyone was ok with that.

"I don't get it, Pamela. We were all raised in church, we all know God's Word. How can this be happening and no one care? We're all related, we're all family!" Lucia unloaded.

"You're forgetting about one little detail, sister." Pamela said with a serious tone of voice.

"What little detail?" Lucia asked impatient.

"We're not all related, Lucia. Can't you see it? This sinful corruption is coming from outside of our family. First it was Arizona, now it is that Brittany girl." Pamela explained. Lucia's eyes shinned with understanding.

That's it! How could have Lucia never realized it before? Her poor daughter was corrupted by an exterior evil, and now the same was happening to her niece. It wasn't Callie's fault, or Santana's; it was Arizona the one to blame, and Brittany.

"We need to do something about those two, Pamela. We need to show Callie and Santana they've been deluded by them." Lucia said trying to think about something, but nothing ever came to her mind. She had already talked to Callie; she tried to use the bible and sacraments to show her daughter she was lost and mistaken. Nothing worked out.

"I don't think we need to help just Callie and Santana, Lucia. There are way too many people under the same spell, don't you think?" Pamela was right. There were way too many people accepting that situation. It seemed like the family was forgetting about its values, traditions and religion.

Lucia and Pamela were in silence for a little while until an idea popped up on the older woman's mind.

"My dear sister Pamela, we need extra help, and I might know well where and how to get it." Lucia said smiling and then started to tell her sister what she was thinking about.

"So Timothy is with Maribel?" Callie asked while she and Arizona practically ran towards their bedroom.

"Yep. And Sofia's with the girls." Arizona answered. She was dying for some alone time with Callie and now they seemed to have found a perfect moment.

"Let's have some fun, honey!" Callie said excited and Arizona smiled hard at her. They kept their pace towards their destination.

With Timothy being only 10 months old, Sofia being a very energetic 4 year old girl and with their exhausting hospital routine, Callie and Arizona barely find time to their selves. Of course they loved their lives, jobs and kids, but they were more than Sofia and Timothy's mommies; they were more than Dr. Robbins and Dr. Torres. They were two women in love with each other.

Callie and Arizona didn't waste any time after reaching their bedroom door. Once inside the room, Callie pinned Arizona against the door, closing it shut. Arizona's legs were wrapped around Callie's waist, while the latina held the blonde's ass firmly.

"I want you so bad, Calliope." Arizona moaned encouraging Callie, who quickly led both of them to the bed.

"Oh, Arizona, you have no idea how badly I want you!" Callie said, her voice full of desire.

After collapsing in bed, the two women's lips crashed together in a passionate kiss. Callie's hands then started to run along Arizona's body, ending up under the blonde's white blouse.

"I think you have way too much clothes on." Callie said taking off Arizona's blouse along with her lacy bra.

With Arizona's breasts now on display, Callie started to kiss down her wife's neck until she reached her right boob. The brunette sucked and softly bit it, making Arizona moan loud, then she gave the same treatment to the blonde's other boob.

"Holy shit, Callie! I need you… Now!" Callie didn't have to be asked twice.

The latina took off her own blouse and jeans before reaching for Arizona's shorts. Fast they were gone too and Callie took a look at the aroused blonde spread out just for her.

"I love to see how your panties are all ruined because of me." Callie said cockily and Arizona gasped.

"Babe, please, can you touch me already?" Arizona begged and, once again, Callie didn't have to be asked twice.

Callie took off Arizona's lacy panties, throwing them away, and then positioned herself on top of the blonde. She spilled her thigh between her wife's ones and instantly felt dampness, which only got the latina more worked up. Arizona shut her eyes and rolled her head back when Callie started to push her thigh against the other woman's core, causing a needed friction.

"I need more, babe… I need you inside of me!" Arizona whined as she bit down on her lower lip and ran her hands down Callie's back to grab her ass.

"God, you're gorgeous!" Callie said trailing her right hand down Arizona's abs. Soon enough she was cupping the blonde's center.

Callie leaned down for a chaste kiss before slipping her index finger in, and, like she suspected, Arizona wasn't simply wet; she was soaked! Callie's finger slipped in with such ease, gliding along the blonde's slit smoothly as her thumb began rubbing at Arizona's clit.

"Fuckin' hell, Callie… This is so fuckin' good." Arizona moaned while Callie just kept pumping in and out of her wife's pussy with her index finger. Soon enough Callie added a second finger.

"Holy shit!" Arizona groaned and Callie started assaulting her neck with kisses, letting out a moan when the blonde dragged her nails down the latina's back.

Arizona's breathing was becoming more and more irregular. Her body tensed underneath Callie's and she screamed her wife's name before coming undone.

Callie rolled to lie next to Arizona and both of them started to catch their breaths. After a little while, Arizona rolled over Callie's side and hovered over her. She smiled happily at her wife, who immediately reattributed the smile.

"That was amazing." Arizona said between long breaths as she wrapped an arm around Callie's waist and pressed her body against the latina's.

"You are amazing." Callie replied looking lovingly at the blonde.

"What would you say about me showing you how amazing I can be?" Arizona asked seductively and lust went back to Callie's eyes.

"I would say that's a fantastic idea." And that was all Arizona needed to hear before starting to kiss down Callie's body.

Santana and Emily found Brittany, Quinn and Sofia at the kitchen, with multiple sandwiches just waiting to be eaten up.

"Hey, guys!" Santana entered the room dragging attention to herself and Emily. She noticed how Quinn's eyes shined after seeing that her crush came along with her best friend "I hope you have made some extra sandwiches 'cause Emily here is going to eat with us."

"I always make extras!" Brittany said excited and Santana gave her a peck on the lips "It's very nice that you decided to join us, Emily. I'm very happy!"

"I'm happy too." Emily said smiling. It took the girl by surprise when Quinn came closer and gave her a tight hug.

"You don't know how happy it makes me to see you here, to see you choose to do something because you want to, not because your mother told you so." Quinn said close to Emily's ear, so only the girl could hear her.

"I feel like I have taken a little bit of the weight that's constantly over my shoulders." Emily said still into Quinn's hug.

"Hey, pretty ladies, eat now, and talk later." Brittany said noticing that Quinn and Emily were completely ignoring her beloved sandwiches "I've made this with so much love, you wouldn't wanna miss it."

"You talked just like my mommies, Britty." Sofia said making everyone laugh "But that's a good thing! My moms are great moms, so it means you'll be a great mom one day too."

Brittany smiled lovingly at the little girl. She loved children; she wanted to have lots of them in the future. She also wanted them to be hers and Santana's.

"I'm glad you think so, Sofia." Brittany said with a voice full of emotion. Santana noticed how happy Sofia's comment made Brittany, and wondered if someday they were going to be like Callie and Arizona: married, with wonderful kids, and with the promise and desire of loving each other for the rest of their lives. It sounded like a great plan; it sounded like something she would love to have for her future.

The girls ate initially in silence, due to the deliciousness of Brittany's sandwiches, but it didn't take long for them to start talking again. After a little while, Santana noticed Sofia yawning.

"I think someone is tired." Santana said poking on Sofia's belly.

"No, I'm not." The little girl said and yawned again.

"I see." Santana said trying not to laugh "But, hey, I'm tired too. And so is Brittany. I doubt you don't wanna take a nap with us!"

"Maybe we can sleep just a little bit…" Sofia said changing her mind and extending her arms so that Santana could carry her.

"And while we do that, Quinn and Emily will certainly find something to occupy themselves with. Is that right, Q?" Santana said again trying not to laugh. Quinn's instantly red face was priceless.

"Ri-right." Quinn didn't even know how she was able to answer that. She wanted to throw up, slap Santana and hide herself in a deep hole all at the same time, but she stayed firm, at least a bit.

"Perfect then! Let's go, Britt-Britt." Santana said happily and went away with Sofia and Brittany. Quinn simply glared at her and mentally cursed her.

Quinn and Emily stayed silent for a little while. It was probably not that long, but Q felt like they weren't speaking for forever. She couldn't manage herself to break the silence though; she was feeling stuck. Damn the nerves!

"So… maybe we should get out of here." Emily said. She seemed shy and afraid, and the words came out of her mouth almost like a question. She didn't know what to do, just like Quinn. She was nervous.

"We should." Quinn said and got closer to Emily. In a subtle moment of courage, she grabbed the brunette's hand and started to walk away. None of them said anything. Emily's only response was to squeeze Quinn's hand tighter with hers.

Quinn didn't know where she was taking Emily. She let her feet lead her outside, and ended up by the lake. There was no one around, the sun was setting and the place looked fantastic, so the two girls decided that was where they wanted to stay, and sat under a huge oak tree.

"I always loved this place, since I was a little girl." Emily said with a small smile on her face.

"It's a very unique spot. It's such a huge ranch, with numerous nice places, but I guess here is special." Quinn said admiring the lake's beauty.

"I used to swim here a lot when I was younger. My mom hated when I did that, she used to tell me we cannot trust dark water, because we don't know what's in the bottom of the lake. Eventually I stopped coming here." Emily seemed sad remembering that. Quinn felt bad for her and decided not to make Pamela the main subject of their conversation.

"My mom wasn't fond of the ways I liked to have fun as a child as well. I never really understood why she yelled so hard at me for spending time on the roof." Quinn said casually and made Emily laugh. The blonde was happy for her accomplishment.

"I really don't see the point on her yelling!" Emily joked. Quinn was happy she left the sadness behind so quickly "Tell me more."

"About what?" Quinn asked slightly confused.

"About you. We always end up talking about me, so I barely know a thing about you, Quinn." Emily said and waited for Quinn to say something.

Quinn thought about her conversation with Santana and Brittany in the morning and about what San told her to do. Talking about her own sexuality would probably make Emily more comfortable to talk about hers, right? Quinn decided to wait a little bit more for this subject.

"Tell me what'd you like to know, Em. You can ask me anything." Quinn said and Emily thought for a second what could be her first question. Emily definitely wanted to know if the blonde was single, but she wasn't crazy to go and ask that.

"Just tell me what you like to do, you know, what your plans for life are. I like to know how people are and what they want to be." Emily loved to imagine the future; she would think about it all the time. How would life be after school; how would it be for her not having her mother around every corner. Maybe Quinn was like her: big plans and big dreams.

"I think I'm that kind of person who likes to express herself, you know? I change a lot too, but I like to think I'm simply learning from past mistakes. Arts occupy a huge place in my heart. I like acting and singing, but my real passion is for painting and drawing. I intend to go to Yale next year, arts program of course. Well, I don't know what else to say, it's a trick question. You should ask me my favorite food or something." Emily evaluated Quinn's response. She seemed like she didn't know exactly what to say, but Emily liked to know the blonde was an artist. She always wanted to know how to draw, but her talents where limited to swimming pools.

"You should draw me sometime." Emily's request made Quinn's mind travel to Titanic somehow. Ok, right.

"Will do that for sure." Quinn answered a bit shy.

"I bet your parents are very proud of having a daughter with such beautiful talents." Emily commented and Quinn's face darkened a bit "Did I say something wrong?"

"You didn't say anything wrong, I'm sorry; it's just that I don't have a good relationship with my father. My mom's very proud of me though." Quinn said trying hard not to look upset. She hated how only the mention of her father could let her so down.

"We don't have to talk about your father; I don't wanna make you sad." Emily seemed a little desperate. She couldn't stand to see the pain in Quinn's eyes.

"It's fine. He's just way too old-fashioned, a religious fanatic and stuff. He does not approve the way I chose to live my life and some decisions I've made." Quinn said and her expression was better now. She wasn't gonna let her dad ruin anything for her. Not anymore.

"I get the old-fashioned parent thing." Emily said trying to be sympathetic "But don't worry, you'll be a successful artist one day and he'll see there's no point on being against it."

"It's not only about my profession, you know." Quinn said and realized that was a good time to start with the sexuality subject "I have a free mind, free spirit. I have relationships with every kind of people. I support minorities and different initiatives. I don't like anything square."

Emily's heart skipped a beat when Quinn talked about 'relationships with every kind of people'. Did that meant what she thought it did? No way!

"Your father must not approve your friendship with Santana and Brittany then." Emily said so Quinn could continue to talk about that particular subject.

"He thinks they were the ones to influence me badly. Santana specifically." Quinn said and took a long breath. It was it. Now or never "I remember one time in sophomore year, when things were weird and no one knew if Santana was really with Brittany or not, that her and I hooked up. Daddy wasn't happy to see that scene."

The expression on Emily's face was pure chock. Quinn had already hooked up with her cousin. That meant Quinn liked girls. She freakin' goes for the ladies!

"Emily, are you ok?" Quinn asked naturally. She wanted so badly to laugh at the brunette's face, but she stayed firm.

"You and Santana... You guys had a thing? So, you're gay too." Emily's face was a mixture of chock, confusion and curiosity right now. Priceless.

"No, I'm not gay. I like people, in general. If I feel attracted or have a connection with someone, then I don't care if that someone is a boy or a girl." Quinn explained and continued "And it's not like Santana and I had a thing. S is my friend, but she's also very hot, and I was never with a girl before, so I was curious. By that time, I didn't even know she had a serious thing with Brittany. She dated a lot of guys, and so did Britt and I. It was all about the fun and the experience."

"And your father saw you two together?" Emily asked still very curious and in chock.

"One time, yes. We thought we were alone at my house, but we weren't. I kinda started my rebellions after that. He was extremely rude and full of prejudices I never understood. I have to admit I've made mistakes in the long run, but at least I didn't let him mold me." Quinn regretted her last sentence the second it left her mouth. Quinn didn't let her father mold her, but Emily let her mother do that. The brunette's expression darkened and she suddenly seemed like she wanted to cry "I'm so sorry, Em. I didn't mean it like that."

"I know. Don't feel bad about me. I'm fine." Emily said standing up "It's dark already. Maybe we should get inside."

Quinn was feeling like the worst person ever. Why didn't she think about the words before making them audible?

"I'm sorry, Emily! Please, stay. I'm so stupid sometimes. Please, forgive me!" Quinn said in a desperate way. She also stood up and was in front of Emily now.

"You're not stupid, I am." Emily sounded ashamed and disappointed "I wish I was brave like you; I wish I went against my mother when I first realized she was trying to control me."

"You can still do that, Em! You can still show her and everybody who you really are!" Quinn said trying to encourage Emily, but the brunette's expression was still dark.

"I have to go. We'll talk later, ok?" Emily said, and when Quinn was about to say something again, she didn't let her "Don't feel bad about this, please. It's not your fault. You didn't say or do nothing wrong. It's exactly the opposite; you're being nothing less than amazing to me."

Quinn was silent. She waited for Emily to say something else, but she didn't. The brunette simply came closer and gave Quinn a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for being amazing. Don't bother me, I'm weird." Emily said trying to joke. No one laughed.

Slowly, Emily walked away. Quinn felt like she couldn't move; her feet were stuck in the ground.

"You are the amazing one." Quinn screamed so Emily could still hear her. The brunette stopped for a second and turned around to smile at the blonde before walking away again.

Quinn still couldn't move. They were having such a great time and she screwed everything up! How was she gonna make Emily comfortable saying stuff like what she said? She didn't know a human being could be so idiot! However, what she did know was that she certainly wasn't giving up on Emily.

Quinn forced herself to put her shit together and walked towards the main house. She needed her drawing notebook and a pencil.

Hey, guys, I know it took a long time for an update, but I've been just way too busy! I'm so sorry!

I don't know when I'll update again, but I hope it won't take that much time. Hope you like this chapter!

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