The Future is Here

by: HeartLocker

"Come on baby. One more push!" Santana encouraged Brittany and she squeezed her hand tight.

"Aaaahh," Brittany screamed through the pain. The room suddenly was filled with the cries of their newborn baby. Brittany fell back in exhaustion.

"It's a girl!" the doctor said as he held up their baby in the air so Santana and Brittany could see it.

"She's beautiful," Santana said as the tears started to fall and she kissed Brittany.

"So beautiful," Brittany agreed as she started to cry. Santana kissed her hand and watched as the nurses cleaned up the baby. They told her to come over and she cut the umbilical cord. The nurse brought her over to Brittany and gently placed her in her arms. She started tearing up as she held her close to her and kissed her softly. Santana came closer and played with the baby's hand. She squeezed it tightly. She started to whimper in Brittany's arms.

"I think somebody wants their Mama S," Brittany said with a smile. She gently handed her to Brittany who nervously took her and held her against her chest. The baby stopped crying as Santa gently rocked her. "No crying sugar," Santana said softly. Santana looked up and smiled at Brittany who was laying back on the bed, her eyes started to get tired. Her hair was matted against her head from the sweat. Her face was still red from the pain and exhaustion. She looked physically drained. But Brittany had never been more beautiful than in that moment.

"What are we going to call her?" Santana asked with a smile as she handed the baby back to Brittany and got in the bed with them.

"Sugar, because you're my sugar mama and she's our sugar baby," Brittany said with a smile, hoping Santana wouldn't argue with her reasoning. Santana looked down at her and smiled.

"Sugar baby," Santana said with a smile. "It's perfect."

16 years later

"Britt, seriously, why do we always have to argue!" Sugar could recognize her mom's scream from the other side of the house.

"Look Artie is her father still. He was my husband San. He is still a part of our lives whether you like it or not," Brittany yelled. Sugar snuck out of her room and peeked through the crack in the door of her moms' bedroom.

"I know that. But he hasn't done anything for her. He wouldn't give us child support and now suddenly wants to be a part of her life. Why? Why is he suddenly interested in being her father? She's perfectly fine with her two mothers," Santana said angrily.

"She was perfectly fine. Until, you decided it was a good idea to leave us. Santana, we have to think this through. I mean, we have to convince him not to try to take her from us," Brittany said sternly. Sugar covered her mouth to avoid gasping out loud as tears filled her eyes. Her birth father was going to try to take her from her moms. Things had already been rocky over the past couple years since Santana and Brittany separated.

"He can go to hell. He isn't taking away our baby girl. He isn't stepping his crippled foot near her for that matter," Santana yelled as she stormed towards the door. She opened it and found Sugar sitting on the ground. Santana closed her eyes as she turned back towards Brittany.

"Sugar we didn't want you to find out like this," Brittany said as she rushed over to her. Sugar wiped away the tears on her face and tried to regain her composure. She had Brittany's sweet innocence but she had learned how to put up her tough shell from Santana. It was strange how much she resembled both of them in attitude and demeanor, it was like she had a small piece of both of them in her. They knew it wasn't possible, but they liked to believe so.

"You mean you didn't want me to find out that you guys are gonna let some stranger take me away from you….I barely know him," Sugar said sharply.

"I told you it was a bad idea to answer his calls Brittany," Santana said angrily as she stormed downstairs. Brittany hugged Sugar and comforted her.

"We aren't letting you go anywhere," Brittany replied.

Brittany looked at her. She knew that they had been through a lot over the years. Artie had moved back to town and was really putting a strain on their relationship. Santana was jealous and knew he couldn't be out of their lives because they had his daughter, Sugar. The two had separated recently but still kept in touch and still spent time around each other for Sugar's sake. But they all knew it wasn't the same. Somewhere in the midst of all the drama with Sugar, they had fallen out of love. Santana had grown tired of Brittany defending Artie and his poor choices as a parent. He kept intruding on their life and all Santana wanted was to have Brittany and Sugar and live a happy life. Her selfishness seemed to take precedence over the happiness of her family. Brittany had eventually stopped fighting with her. It wasn't worth it for her to put herself through the turmoil of dealing with Santana's rants. She felt like it was better to just let her be upset and not come crawling back every time something went wrong.

Sugar had started to feel like the only reason her moms weren't together anymore was because of her. She tried to be as well behaved as she could, but it seemed like no matter what she did, they were always fighting. They were fighting about her dad being in their lives. They fought about money. All of the reasons they fought seemed to somehow come back to her being in their lives. She knew they had been in love before. She had heard stories of the two of them and how much they loved each other. She remembered a time where they still had that love. But somewhere along the way they had lost that love. Sugar knew that it was partly because of her that it happened.

"Hey sugar baby," Santana said with a smile as she walked over to her daughter sitting on her bed and sat down next to her. Sugar looked over at her with tear-stained cheeks. "Come on, be happy sweet stuff. Everything's okay. I'm not gonna let anybody take you from me." She hugged her softly and kissed her forehead.

"I know. I'm not really upset about that. I'm upset because you and Mom are always fighting," Sugar said bluntly. Santana looked at her as tears welled up in her eyes. Everything had started to drain her and she knew that divorcing Brittany years ago had only made the relationship between her and Sugar more strained.

"Look baby, you know that I'm always there for you. Just because mom and I aren't together anymore doesn't mean I stop loving you," Santana replied.

"But I thought you two loved each other? What about all those stories from high school and when I was younger?" Sugar asked.

"People grow apart," Santana said solemnly. She hugged her and kissed her forehead as silence took over the room. She got up and walked out of her room.

Not if the problems never existed, Sugar thought to herself. She knew what she had to do. There was really only one way to fix this. She grabbed her phone and called the one person she could think of that might know what to do, Rory.

"Hello," he answered in his thick Irish accent.

"Rory, I'm in. I'll go with you back in time. But we have to make sure we go to 2013. I have a mission," Sugar explained. She wasn't quite ready to explain what the mission was, knowing that Rory would probably talk her out of it if she did.

"Really? Wow, I can't believe you actually agreed. Can I ask what the mission is?" Rory asked curiously.

"Look that's not important right now. I'll tell you when we get there okay?" Sugar replied.

"Okay, I'll come by your house at 8." Rory replied.

"You got it." She hung up the phone. She thought long and hard about whether or not she wanted to go through with this. She knew that she had to make sure her parents were happy together. She knew she was part of the reason that they grew apart. She had to make sure that they were together, even if it meant that she never existed.

8 o'clock came much too fast. The doorbell rang and Brittany called to her from downstairs. She walked down the stairs and saw Rory at the front door with a smile plastered across his face. She stopped before she walked out the door and gave her mom a hug. Brittany, as usual, could tell something was wrong and embraced her for a moment longer. She gently kissed her forehead and pulled back to give her a smile.

"Have fun sweet stuff," Brittany smiled at her. Sugar could feel the tears in her eyes about to surface. She was left wondering if this was the last time she would ever see her mother. She knew if she reacted than she would know something was wrong and wouldn't let her go.

"I will Mom," she choked out as she turned towards Rory who was holding the door open. She followed him out to his car and wiped a stray tear that had fallen down her cheek.

"You know we are coming back right?" Rory said noticing how upset Sugar was. Sugar looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah, I know," She said solemnly. Rory drove over to the closed high school, formerly known as McKinley. Since most of their classes had become virtual classrooms, many kids didn't even go to a regular class everyday and went to school in the comfort of their home or at an E-high school.

Sugar was silent as she followed him to the football field and they climbed through a hole in the fence to get to the back of the gymnasium. They walked inside and found the janitor's closet. Rory opened it and motioned for her to go inside.

"So, are you going to tell me why we need to go to 2013?" Rory asked, "Other than just pure curiosity."

"Just writing about it for a project and I need some insight," Sugar lied. Rory cocked his eyebrow at her and thought about her statement.

"Like Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure?" Rory said with a smirk.

"Something like that," Sugar replied. In front of them was a small box that Rory typed a code into. It opened a large hole in the wall and the two climbed through to another hidden room. The room was only lit by a small light and was filled with dust and cobwebs. In the middle of the room, a large silver metal box the size of a phone booth stood in front of them. Across the top it read Motta Co. Rory had told her that this Motta guy had been working on time machines since before she was born and had stored one of them in this room in Lima, where he was originally from.

Rory opened the door and got inside.

"So, you coming or what?" he said as Sugar stood outside the door. She nodded and got inside. He locked the door behind her. There were several buttons and knobs surrounding them.

"What are all these for?" Sugar asked. "And how do you know so much about all this?"

Rory smiled at her without answering and began typing in the codes and preparing them to go back in time. The machine revved like an engine as it started up. Sugar jumped at the sound and grabbed Rory's arm.

"Okay, you ready?" he asked as he had his hand over a large button in the center of the control panel. They both nodded. He pushed the button and the machine suddenly stopped. The two looked around and nothing happened.

"That's weir…." Rory began before the machine suddenly made loud clanking noises. In what seemed like a blur, the machine suddenly stopped.

"Are you sure this thing works Rory?" Sugar asked.

"Yes, I know it works. I've used it a few times," Rory replied as he stepped out. Sugar looked at him in disbelief.

"Look I swear it works," Rory defended. "I just, I don't know maybe it's gone on one too many trips."

"Well, at least we tried," Sugar replied as she stepped out and crossed her arms.

Rory inspected the cracked panel and the blown fuses and sighed. "It's going to take me forever to fix this."

"Let's just go home Ror," Sugar said sounding defeated, "My mom is probably freaking out already."

The two crawled back through the hole into the janitor's closet and Rory locked up the door behind him. Sugar looked next to her and noticed that there were a lot more cleaning supplies then she remembered. She blamed it on her just being excited about going in time. She opened the door to the dark hallway and stepped out. She couldn't believe what she saw in front of her. The paint wasn't chipped and faded, the lockers were still intact and hadn't been eroded away by rust. She could actually see the full outline of the tiles that were worn away only moments ago. The old musty smell that filled the air was replaced with another indistinct scent. It smelt like high school, or at least what Sugar had always imagined high school would smell like.

"Is it just me, or does this place look different?" Sugar asked quietly as she turned around to Rory. The same look of disbelief was playing across his face.

"I think," Rory began as he looked down the hall, "it worked." He led the way back down the halls, and motioned for Sugar to stay quiet as they made their way towards the exit. Rory turned around and realized Sugar was no longer behind him. He turned the corner and found her staring at a display box full of trophies won by different clubs and organizations. Next to a plaque was the picture of the Glee club from that school year. She looked closely and saw the year of the most recent photo 2011.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" Sugar repeated over and over again as a multitude of emotions ran through her. She paced back in forth in front the lockers and held her head in her hands. They weren't supposed to go back this far. They were only supposed to go back far enough for her to stop her birth but now they were stuck even further back.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Rory asked confused by her reaction.

"What's wrong? Rory we not only went back in time and are probably stuck here, but we went back too far. We're in 2011!" Sugar exclaimed as she started to feel like she was going to faint. Rory looked at the photos. Sugar took off down the hallway. He ran after her and chased her out of the school and down to the end of the sidewalk where she stopped and sat down on, burying her head in her hands.

"Sugar, we'll figure this out," Rory said softly as he sat down next to her and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Now everything is going to be ruined," Sugar said through her sobs.

"What is ruined?" Rory asked curiously.

"The real reason I was coming back was to make sure that I was never born so that my moms stayed together," Sugar replied as she wiped away the tears.

"You what! You do realize that when you alter the past a lot of things change in the future. One little thing can cause a ripple effect. But sometimes things still end up the same way even when you do change something. Who's to say you not being born is what would keep them together?" Rory explained. Sugar looked away from him trying to control the tears in her eyes.

"I'll try anything," Sugar replied. Rory squeezed her into a hug.

Two years earlier or not, she had to make sure they fell so hard in love, that her mom sleeping with Artie never happened and she never existed.

"Sugar I, I don't think it's a good idea for us to stay here," Rory replied.

"Rory, aren't you supposed to be my friend?" Sugar said angrily.

"I am your friend," he replied. "That's why I don't want us to stay here."

"If you were you'd help me with this," Sugar snapped back at him as she turned around and started walking away from him.

"Where are you going?" he yelled after her as he ran to catch up.

"Away from you and don't follow me!" Sugar yelled back as she stormed away into the darkness.

AN: Let me know what you think so far! I've got so many ideas for this! Read and Review!