LbN: Written for Santinchel Week on Tumblr. Prompt was "Falling in love/Getting the third". xPosted.

Santana dropped the grocery bags on the table and sidled up to Rachel. She wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and kissed her shoulder. "Hey baby."

"Afternoon, Santana," Rachel said, turning her head for a kiss. "Do you want to order dinner or cook?"

"Order," she said, pulling Rachel away from the counter and over to the couch. She pulled the younger girl down on top of her and kissed her. "I missed you this week."

"Midterms are from the devil."


Rachel giggled and snuggled into her girlfriend. "Have you heard from Tina today?"

"No. I haven't heard from her at all this week."

"Me either. I'm starting to get worried."

"She started library observation today," Santana said, rubbing circles on Rachel's back. "She's probably just busy. Our little vampire's going to be a librarian," Santana said, chuckling.

"I must say, I was surprised. I always thought she'd take the acting route. But it does fit her well."

"I'll say. Can you imagine how hot the whole vampire librarian thing will be?"

"Stop perving on our not-yet-girlfriend."

Santana smiled. They'd been indulging in one of their B-movie and alcohol nights last November when (after two bottles of Moscato) Santana had become very forthcoming with various bits of information. One of these things was that she had an intense crush on Tina. She'd been elated to find out that Rachel did too. They hadn't said anything yet, but were plotting various ways to woo the younger girl.

"Do you want me to try and call her?" Santana asked.

"Please? Just to check on her. Invite her over, too. It's Friday, she should be able to come out."

"Right. Order dinner and I'll call our favorite Asian."

Rachel rolled her eyes as she got off the couch.

Santana rummaged through her purse for a moment to find her phone. She held down the number five and listened to it ring.


"Tina?" Santana asked. "You sound awful, baby girl. Are you okay?"


"Hey…what's up? Don't cry." She shrugged at Rachel when the other girl gave her a confused look. "What's wrong T? Do you want me to come over?"

"I'm just so tired."

"Okay, I'm on my way. You're staying with us this weekend."

"You don't have to—"

"Save it. Rachel and I were going to invite you over anyway. We miss you, T. I'll be there in twenty."

"What's going on?" Rachel asked as Santana hung up.

"Tina sounds like death warmed over," she said. "I'm going to go get her. What'd you order?"

"Italian. I got a large pizza and a family-sized pasta bowl for us to share. It should be here by the time you get back."

Santana nodded and gave her a kiss.

The Syracuse freshmen dorms were chaotic, but Santana figured that was the norm for a Friday night. She wandered through the halls, finally stopping at Tina's door. Knocking once, she pushed it open to find Tina curled up in bed. Her roommate was nowhere in sight.


"Hi Santana," the younger girl croaked.

"What's up, baby girl?" Santana knelt next to the bed and smoothed Tina's hair back.

"This week has been awful," she said.

"What happened?"

"I failed a test, so now I have to write an essay to make it up. I've generally felt like shit for a couple of weeks now. Mike broke up with me for good, which all the girls on my hall said was inevitable."

"Wait, what? Why? Because of the long distance thing?"

"Because, in their words, there's no way I could compete with the dancers he's hanging around in London."

Santana managed to keep her boiling rage in check, and not go administer door to door decapitations. "No London dancer with bad teeth has anything on you, baby girl. Come on, Rachel ordered dinner. We'll eat and watch superhero movies."

"Sounds good to me," Tina said, smiling slightly.

"Grab a bag. We're kidnapping you for the weekend."

That was the start. Tina, cuddled up between Santana and Rachel, watching Avengers Assemble. Two goodnight kisses, one on the forehead and one on the shoulder. A relaxing Saturday in Central Park, and a fun Sunday playing video games.

"I don't want to leave," Tina muttered Sunday night.

"I don't blame you," Santana joked. "Rachel and I are very addicting." She and Rachel pulled Tina into a double hug. "You can call us any time. You know that right?"

"I know."

"And if you need to escape your dorm, just let us know," Rachel said. "Come on, I'll walk you back."

"Bye, Santana," Tina said, blushing slightly.

Once they were out on the street, Rachel linked arms with Tina and smiled at her. "It's okay, you know."

"What?" Tina asked.

"That you like her."

"…I don't know what you're talking about…." Tina said, not meeting Rachel's eyes.

"She likes you too."

Tina looked up at her then.

"It's okay," Rachel said, wrapping an arm around Tina's waist. "So do I."

"I…I don't…"

"Tina," Rachel said gently, stopping them. "It's okay." She kissed the younger girl on the forehead and took her hand. "Let's talk."