Dear Abby,

I hear you're a big girl now using the potty on your own and you have all your teeth also. I can't wait to see you hopefully it's soon because I miss you so much and your mommy. It's going to be a long time that I'm away and hopefully you won't forget me because I won't forget you. (She was getting teary eyed writing the letter) is your favorite TV show still Bubble Guppies? I remember how hard you use to laugh when they were on and the big fish would come on the screen. I can't stop saying how much I miss you I love you baby girl. Don't ever forget it.

She folded the paper into a rectangle and placed it in an envelope. She walked to the mail slot and held it to her chest for a few seconds, then kissed it leaving a kiss stain on it. She walked back to her bunk and lay on the bed that was hers.

"Who were you writing too?" asked her bunk mate.

"My daughter she's three, I miss her so much." She said.

They really didn't share much about themselves to each other they tried their best to stay out the way of the other.

When 7:30 P.M came it was lights out. When 7:30 A.M came it was rise and shine time she knew this wasn't the life she wanted.

"Inmate 54-8780." She hears the warden call.

She hurried front and center "You've got a visitor." She did the proper protocol and let the cuff her hands and feet so she could be escorted in the visiting area. She saw her beautiful blonde girlfriend siting in the chair smiling Brittany ran to her with open arms Santana lift her high in the air an spun her around.

"I missed you so much." She said kissing all over the blondes face.

"I missed you too Sanny. Abby misses you too she talks about you every day." She said pulling out a photo of their daughter.

"She going to be starting school soon right?" Brittany shook her head. "Wow she's growing up and I'm missing it." She said whipping tears from her eyes. "Does she still watch Bubble Guppies?" she asked.

Brittany shook her head "no" she told her how Abby thought the Bubble Guppies were for babies and since she was a big girl she didn't want to watch them. "I told her you were in school and that the bus broke down so it's going to take a while for you to get home." She said now whipping her own tears. "She told my mom that you have to wear orange to school . . . . . because she seen the picture you sent." She was balling her eyes out now.

She laced her fingers with Brittany's and tried to tell her everything would be okay but she couldn't because her throat had become so dry she couldn't talk. "I'm sorry Santana I've got to go. I love you bye." They shared a kiss that would be their longest in three months then she left the room.

Dear Abby

I'll be home soon baby I swear this time. I know you're getting big it's been a while since you last seen mommy. I can't believe your seven years old now. Which means your mommy is getting old. (Which meant she would be turning thirty soon) your mom told me your in second grade, so I'm guessing you're really smart just like your mom. Don't ever forget I love you princess.

Now a days her letters had been getting shorter she didn't know much about Abigail any more Brittany had never brought her to see Santana but that's what Santana had wanted. Mrs. Pierce had sent her a picture of Abby from her last birthday party and she taped it to her bulletin board.

Reporter: "How does it feel knowing you'll be in here a little while longer?"

Santana: "It hurts. My daughter is growing up and she doesn't even know who I am. . . . . if I could have one wish it would be-to, to spend the day or even just a few hours with my baby girl." She said looking straight into the camera.

Reporter: "What do you do to pass the time?" he asked.

Santana: "The same thing everybody else does to pass the time. Read, draw, sing, pray, whatever it is you can find you do." She said.

Reporter: "When you get out of here what do you plan on doing with your life?" a question that she got asked a lot by everybody who came to talk with her.

Santana: "When I get out cars will be flying. When I get out my daughter will be a grown woman . . . . . when I get out I will no longer be a person ill just be inmate 5-4-8-7-8-0, not Santana Lopez but that number. When I get out I'm going to definitely be a different person." She said running her hands through her short black hair.

Reporter: "If you had a chance to take back what you had done would you?"

Santana: "That man tried to molest my baby girl. If I could take back everything I would." She was silent for about thirty seconds, just shaken her head and twisting her lips up. "If I could take it back that mother (beep) would be dead. Fifteen years is a long time but for Abigail I would take the death penalty." She said back to nodding her head again with tears running down her face and sniffling.

Reporter: "When you go back to your cell what's going to have changed for you?"

Santana: "I'm going to go back in my cell and thing about how in ten years I might, just might be able to go home. And that will be the first time in five years I ever thought about how much more time I have in this place." She said pulling her bottom lip into her mouth.

The cameras turned off and world watching no longer seen Santana's face any more. Brittany shut off the TV when she heard a school bus pool up outside her door. In walked her ten year old and her goddaughter Grace laughing to God knows what.

Brittany grabbed the stack of envelopes off the coffee table and handed them to her daughter. After reading about four out of maybe fifty letters she finally spoke. "Mom I want to see her." Brittany nodded and wrapped her daughter in a huge hug.

"Okay." She said whipping the tears from her baby girl's eyes.

This will probably be a one-shot but if you guys want more just let me know. Tell me how you guys like it. I wrote this story because I always write angst Faberry and I thought maybe I should write some Brittana angst. I appreciate all your reviews and ads to favorites and alerts it means a lot to me.

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