This has been in my head for days. I want to continue but we'll see what happens :)

I own nothing except my unhealthy obsession for all things Demi Lovato at the moment.

Santana POV

I was ready in a perfect amount of time to get to my cousin's engagement party early so I could see all the necessary family, schmooze for an hour and get out before I had to spend time with the bimbos that Mia called friends. My three and a half year old looked adorable in his tiny tux and I have no doubt that it would take all of 5 minutes for it to end up a mess once we got there.

As I lead him out the front door of our apartment, I heard the elevator arrive and watched as he ran over towards it. I turned around just as the doors opened and someone started walking out with a large moving box covering most of their upper body.

"Bailey, move out of the way"

My kid was about to trip this person over and it was so not what I needed right now. I saw the box start to topple, however the owner managed to stabilise it. Bailey had jumped out of the way already, but the box owner put the box down just outside the elevator. It was then I was able to see the other two boxes in the elevator.

I was about to apologise when my words caught in my throat. This girl was stunning. She had her blonde hair up with strands falling around her face. She looked like she might have a small amount of eye makeup on but the freckles on her face made me think she wasn't wearing any concealer.

She turned towards Bailey and grinned "Hey little man, what's your name?"

Bailed looked at me to see what he should do. I smiled at him and he looked back at her and said his name shyly.

"Nice to meet you Bailey, I'm Dani"

"Den" he repeated smiling. "Close enough" she grinned again and turned towards me.

I had been staring at the interaction the entire time and hadn't said a word, when she looked me in the eye, the only thing I could manage to do was point at the long closed elevator doors and mutter "Your stuff.."

"Oooooooh" she turned and pressed the button hoping that it hadn't left our floor. The doors opened, her boxes still present, she moved in and picked up another one, moving it in to the hall and going to grab the last box.

"Do you need some help?" I said.

"Oh no, it's okay, you're clearly on your way out on a hot date"

"I don't mind, I don't want to risk someone else's kid nearly knocking you over" We made eye contact at that moment and both smiled.

"Okay thanks, I'm just moving in to number 15" she said as she walked away. I grabbed a box and ushered Bailey down the hall after her.

She unlocked her door and lead us in to her apartment. "Just put that down anywhere, I'm just gonna run and grab the last box" she said and was back out the door.

Bailey had chosen this moment to lay on the floor and stare up at the ceiling. The kid struggles to understand that you can't watch clouds from indoors. I glanced around her apartment. The living area was all set up, a bunch of modern art littering the walls, candles on her mantle and a few photos around the place. It was then I noticed a framed cd with what looked like an album cover with her featured in the middle. I heard her come in behind me "Uh.. Hi" she said awkwardly.

"Hey, sorry I was just.. " I pointed up at the frame, a bit unsure of what I was pointing to.

"It's okay"

"When did you move in? This place is all set up"

"Officially today, but I've been moving stuff in gradually over the last couple of weeks. I've been really busy with work and I didn't want to start staying here until I had made it somewhat homey"

"Well it looks really great"

"Thanks" she grinned again. That grin.

"I'm Santana, by the way" I offered her my hand.

"Dani." She smiled while shaking my hand and then motioned to Bailey. "What's he doing?"

I giggled "Looking at the clouds"

"Aaaaah" she responded and walked over laying down next to him "See anything good?" She asked.

"I can't see anything" he said frowning.

"Maybe it's too late in the day for cloud watching"

I looked at my watch, realising almost 30 minutes had passed since I left my apartment. She noticed this and jumped up.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, you were on your way out and now I'm keeping you" she said getting herself flustered.

I couldn't help but find it adorable. Bailey had stood up behind her and was staring at us.

"It's no problem, really, it's a family thing and it doesn't officially start for another hour"

"Do you attend all family events in a designer gown looking like that?" She said.

I wasn't sure if that was a compliment or not and my uncertainty clearly showed on my face.

"You look great."

"Uh... Thanks. And no, I don't, but it's New York City and my cousin works for Vogue. It was wear this or listen to her complain about how I ruined her perfect engagement party by wearing something from TopShop"

She laughed and then looked slightly offended "Hey, what's wrong with TopShop?" I laughed along with her.

"Nothing, unless you work for Vogue."

"Fair point"

"So I should probably get out of your hair so you can finish moving in" I moved to grab Bailey and headed towards the door.

"Thank you so much again for your help" I turned back towards her.

"No problem. If you need anything else, I'm in Apartment 13"

She smiled and kneeled down to Bailey's level and straightened up his suit.

"Bye Mr Bailey, have a good time"

"Bye Den" he waved.

She got back up and looked me in the eye.

"Bye Santana."

"Bye"