Romance in the Rain (Quinntana)

Ch. 12 Slap Fest

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Streets of Upper East Side

The young couple linked arms as they walked together toward the direction of the Fabray Estate.

"It's because of you that I'm going," Quinn pouted. "You must talk my father out of interfering with my job."

"I know it's not easy for you to make this trip," Santana smiled. "I'll try my best to talk him out of it."

Quinn was still apprehensive about making amends with the other side but after a long talk with Santana, she had convinced her to take the first step.

They were a block away from the mansion when a black Cadillac drove past them and caught Quinn's attention. Through the glass window, she could make out a passenger in the backseat. Isn't that Martha in the car?

The Cadillac pulled around the back entrance of the estate. A tall middle-aged woman and Martha stepped out of the vehicle first, Stevie soon followed as the unknown woman held him up against her hip.

"Stevie, who do you like most?"

Stevie grinned. "Aunt Sue!"

Martha peered over their surroundings, checking suspiciously for unwelcomed eyes.

"You're the best! You buy me so many toys, I love you!" The boy said excitedly.

Sue looked pleased with that answer. "Good, I haven't doted on you for nothing. What should you tell the others when you get home?"

"Mama took me with her to play cards," Stevie recited from memory.

"Hurry Sue, you can't stay here for long," Martha urged as Sue set Stevie down.

"All right, you be good." The two women shared an intimate look before Sue climbed back into the Cadillac and left.

Martha opened the back gate and entered with Stevie, but not before checking over her shoulders again.

The vehicle came back around just as Quinn and Santana approached the front gate. Quinn stopped to study the passing car.

"What's the matter?" Santana asked.

"It's nothing, I thought that car looked familiar," Quinn replied, shrugging it off.

Inside the estate, Russell took a hit from his cigar pipe as Stevie excitedly wheeled around a new toy truck and Martha called for her three other children.

"Sorry, I have a date today and I won't be home for dinner," Sam announced, coming down the steps.

"I know who you're dating," Kitty chimed in. "It's your latest girlfriend Rachel."

"How come I didn't know?" Martha questioned. "When did you get to know her? Where is she from?"

"Ma, why must you always check on whoever I go out with?"

Martha rolled her eyes. "How can I not? Given your background, we have to pick the best."

"And the best may not have eyes for me," Sam retorted.

Martha shot a pointed look at Sam and Brittany. "The two of you are so useless. You let golden opportunities slip by."

"Sir, ma'am. Miss Lopez and Miss Lucy are here," Betty enthused.

"What's the occasion today that we have the prettiest singer of Grand McKinley and the greatest reporter of New York both in our house."

"Don't say that Mama," Brittany said, giving the couple a welcoming smile. "It's rare for Santana and Quinn to come."