AN:Hello Gleeks! This is my first Glee FF and I'm super excited. If people like this I will make this a multichapter fic, but if not I'll leave it as a one shot. If it becomes a multichapter fic then I'll let you decide whether Faberry, Quinntana, or FaPezBerry is endgame. I hope everyone likes it! R&R!

Loving From The Shadows

Chapter One

"You know you don't have to do this… I feel like I'm asking too much of you,"

Santana didn't respond to the small voice she heard. She just stared at herself in the hotel room mirror wondering if she's selfish for wanting to do this with Quinn. The truth is, Santana Lopez has loved Quinn Fabray since their freshmen year of high school all the while Quinn Fabray was secretly in love with Rachel Berry; she just had a unique way of showing it.

"San, are you listening to me?"

Santana wore a smirk to show her 'cool' with the situation to respond to her best friend, "Yeah Q, I'm here. It's okay, I want to do this for you."

"God, why do I feel like I'm forcing you into this?" Quinn dropped her head in her hands and next thing she knew, Santana was right next to her rubbing small circles on her back. The very same circles she rubbed on her back sophomore year when her dad slapped her in the face. The same touch a week after she gave her virginity to Puck. The same comfort after she gave Beth away to Shelby. The same circles she rubbed on her back after Finn dumped her for Rachel. The same circles she spread across her back when Shelby came back into her life with Beth. The same circles after Rachel said she was marrying Finn. The same circles after Rachel said the kindest words to her in the hallway during prom. Santana has always been there for her and now wasn't any different.

"Listen to me Q," Santana took the hand that was rubbing Quinn's back and cupped it against Quinn's cheek, "we don't have to do anything you're not ready for. If you still want this I promise I will take care of you."

Quinn was overwhelmed by the sincerity she saw in the Latina's eyes. She raised her hand to grab the one that was already on her cheek and softly placed a kiss to it. "I know you will, I just—I, I guess I'm not ready for what it will mean. What it will finally symbolize. I have been lying to myself since I was five years old. I saw Rachel singing to herself on a swing on the playground, acting as if the sand were her audience. She was so content being all by herself. I knew my father told me to stay away from her but he wasn't there so I walked up to her. After we talked for a while she was ranting about how Elphaba was just misunderstood and not a witch. She said she's always felt like Elphaba and that I could be her Glinda. She taught me the song Defying Gravity and I swear I sang it everyday just so she would join in. All of that stopped just because of that one day my father decided to be decent and bring me lunch. He signed me out and lectured me on why her family wasn't normal. About how people who defy God like that should be punished and that's exactly what I did. I punished her. I will never understand how she found it in her heart to forgive me. I think that made me love her more…" Quinn just trailed off, staring into space with glazed over eyes.

Santana can't lie. That hurt… a lot. Hearing every detail of Quinn's first encounter with Rachel is almost too much to bear. But she does. Santana knows she shouldn't ask, but she has to know for sure. "I know you're doing this for yourself, but this is mostly for Berry, isn't it?"

The tears in Quinn's eyes spilled over as she nodded her head. Santana leaned forward and kissed Quinn's forehead, then started to place butterfly kisses on every teardrop on the blonde's face. Santana moved her lips to ghost over Quinn's but didn't touch them. Brown orbs were staring into hazel eyes showing nothing but love as Santana closed the space in between their lips.

Santana felt like she was in a dream as she felt every inch of Quinn's body. They were both naked and exposed to each other although under covers. Santana cherished and memorized every sound coming from the blonde's mouth. The latina girl moved her attention from Quinn's rosy nipples to look her in the eyes, silently asking for permission. Quinn barely nodded her head before full lips captured hers. Santana snaked her hand in between the valley of Quinn's breast and briefly stopped to caress her faint stress marks. Quinn started to push the wandering hands away, embarrassed about her ugly scars. "Q, don't. They're beautiful, you're beautiful." Santana's hand continued to move down after the girl was relaxed. A small moan escaped from Quinn's mouth as she felt nimble fingers on her clit. Of course she was familiar with the feeling having touched herself many times, but to have fingers other than her own on such intimate parts made her feel like she was going to explode. "Please." She didn't know what exactly she was begging for, all she knew is that her core was aching and Santana was the only one who could heal it. Santana instantly gave in and slipped one finger into the girl's wet core. The fact that she was making love to Quinn had her heart fluttering in an indescribable way. Quinn was holding on to Santana for dear life when she started trembling and let out a strangled moan right in Santana's ear. After Quinn recovered from her orgasm, she wanted to return the favor to Santana. As she was rubbing the Latina's core, receiving loud moans from her, she suddenly stopped and looked at Santana with dark eyes, "can I—can I taste you?" Santana thought she was going to cum right then and there as she desperately nodded her head. There was nothing better than the sight of Quinn's hazel eyes looking at her from in between her legs. Santana screamed the other girl's name as she came and was stroking soft blonde hair.

"Was is good for you?" Quinn shyly asked.

"Are you kidding me? There's no way that was your first time with a girl."

Quinn just looked down with a dark blush sporting her cheeks.

"Don't get shy on my now, Fabray."

Quinn moved closer to the Latina and nuzzled her face into the girl's neck, "Thank you," she said as she placed a lingering kiss on the warm skin by her lips.

"No problem," Santana decided to live in the wonderful moment and she held Quinn tighter and closed her eyes so she could drift off to sleep.

Six months later; Spring Break; New York City…

Santana can't believe she moved to New York five months ago and is living with lady Hummel and Rachel Berry of all people. She has to admit, the two divas aren't that bad, but she does hate the fact that she has to share Quinn's attention when the girl comes to visit from Yale.

Santana POV

After Quinn and I's little sexcapade we went back to our separate lives, but still kept in touch as if nothing happened. Quinn's train comes in at four tomorrow and I have to pick her up since Rachel and Kurt will be in their prestigious NYADA classes. Quinn told me about two weeks ago that this was the visit that she was going to confess her love for Rachel. I didn't have the heart to tell Q that the midget had a thing with her bitch of a dance teacher Cassie. Oh, did I forget to mention Rachel tearfully came out to Kurt and I as bisexual while we were watching "Rent" of all movies? Well hopefully, Rachel fills her in on her new relationship and Q will comes running to my room for some comfort sex. Yeah, I know it sounds pretty selfish but I take what I can get, when I can get it.