Prompt: Lying in bed or on the couch talking about when Matthew was born and Santana wishes she would have been with Dani.
She never thought she'd ever be this comfortable in another person's arms but then again she never thought she'd have a roof over her head or food and clothing to spear for her and her kids. It was heaven to her. So many people took for granted having the simple things in life but she knew that after everything she had been through, she'd never take anything for granted ever again.
"What are you thinking about?" Her thoughts were interrupted by her dark haired savior.
"Life, privilege." Dani said, snuggling deeper into Santana's arms. They had been stretched out on the couch for the past twenty minutes doing nothing but enjoying the feel of each other's presence.
"What about life?" Santana asked, failing to resist the urge to run her hand through the blonde hair that belonged to the head tucked underneath her chin.
"How much we take for granted. I thought I'd never live like this again. When you found me, I was prepared to have Matthew in that dirty alleyway." Dani responded truthfully. She had never expected anyone to even look at her let alone take her to the hospital and open up their home and their lives to her. She had been sitting in the alleyway, in labour for hours before Santana came and no one had helped her even though she was pretty sure they had either seen her or heard her painful moans. She had been glad because she didn't know what they'd do if they decided to acknowledge her, but she had also been angry at the fact that the world was so cruel. She was used to it but it still got to her every once in a while.
"I remember that day like it was yesterday and I hope that's how I'll remember it for the rest of my life." Santana interrupted her thoughts once again.
"It isn't exactly a pleasant memory. I turned your life upside down. You almost died because of me and my baggage." Dani said, frowning at the memory of how Santana had almost died by the hand of her abuser.
"Dani, even if you weren't involved, I would have still met Andrew and nothing about that day would have changed, except for the fact that I would have probably given up on fighting to stay alive because I would have had nothing to fight for, so you see in retrospect, you saved me." Dani almost laughed at Santana's endearing ability to turn everything around and make her look like the good guy always. Being the good guy was never something she'd get to experience often because she was always told it was her fault, even when it most certainly was not.
But Santana made sure that she knew what it felt like almost every day and the thought of how good it made her feel to have the woman in her life gave her chills. She pressed a kiss to the woman's neck and smiled when she felt her shiver.
"Plus," Santana continued, "I wouldn't change a thing about how we met. The only thing I would change is Matthew's birth." Dani startled at that. She really thought the agent had gotten over her fear of the now toddler.
"What…why?" She asked almost disappointed in herself for not seeing this coming. She moved to remove herself from Santana's arms but the woman would not allow it.
"I would change it, so that I would be there with you when he was born. I'd be there holding your hand and telling you it would be ok and I wouldn't complain no matter how hard you squeezed my hand and I would hold you when you cried at the sight of how beautiful he is and I'd cry with you. I regret every day that I wasn't there to hear his first cry or see that first smile when you realized you had done it; you had delivered a magnificent baby boy. That's all I would change about that day."
Dani didn't have the strength to talk so she did what was second nature to her now. She kissed the living daylights out of her girlfriend, conveying everything she was feeling in that moment. Gratitude, pleasure, amusement…love.
And she thanked whoever's doing it was that she had been in the alley that day.