A/N: HELLO PEOPLE OF FANFICTION! So I finally got down to typing this story I had swirling around in my head. I got the idea from watching the movie Taken one night (if you haven't seen it you must see it then even though it has nothing to do with the story it just a great movie). So please enjoy and review cause I gotz to have my feedback to know what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the other references I make in this story.

My eyes fluttered open as I felt something softly rubbing against my head repeatedly as I slept. I lifted my head from the soft but uncomfortable surface I was sleeping and looked at the source of interruption. A cameral skin toned hand lay on my head and honey chocolate brown identical eyes to mine stared at me.

"Good Morning, mija. Or should I say good night?" My father, Emilio Lopez said to me with a warm smile.

"It's that late already?" I replied startled that I sleep that long, grabbing my phone and looking at the time. Shocked to find that is was 11:00pm already when I had arrived here around 1:00pm.

"Yes, I told you didn't have to stay long"

"I know, Papá. But I want to." I say as I stand up to stretch.

Every day I went to visit my father at the hospital. At birth my father had been diagnosed with Aortic stenosis which means the opening of one of your heart valves (aortic valve) becomes narrowed, which keeps the aortic valve from opening fully. This makes the blood in his body low so his heart just has to work a lot harder. My family has never had lot's money so we could not for the surgery that was needed so he has been like this all his life, but now since my father is getting older, his heart is getting weaker and the surgery is vital for his health or he would die.

At the age of 6 my mother skip out on me and my father and toke all the money we father had. My father had to take up two jobs, and as soon as I was 16 I had to get a part time job just to keep money in the bank and food on the table. And now with my father's heart failing him, I alone had to pay for everything included the hospital bills since we had no health insurance. Now at 21 years of age my father would die because we were broke.

"But you don't need to." My father responded with a now sad smile. "You should be out in the world doing things that adults do, like drinking and partying. You should not be here sleep, watching after your old ass father. There are cute nurses here that do that."

"Papá!" I exclaimed.

"What! You know it's true."

" It may be true but I want to spend as much time with you as I can before…" I trailed off not wanting to say it out loud.

My father sighed heavily, looking too tired for a 43 year old man. "How about you go home now? You haven't eaten have you?"

"No I haven't." I stated knowing where this conversation was about to go.

"Well, go home. Eat, do whatever you have to do then come back in the morning. It's already 11 o'clock" My father said wearily laying fragile hand on mine.

"But Papá….." I said reluctantly.

"But nothing." My father says sternly but then cracks a smile "As your maker, I command you to go home, eat and rest" He finished trying to replicate the voice of Bill Compton from the TV show True Blood.

"I told that nurses not to let you watch that show" I say exasperated shaking my head, then rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"The nurses let me do whatever I want because they think your old man is hot" He says pushing his hands through his hair trying to look suave.

"I'll leave as long as you get some sleep ok and no flirting with the nurses or doctors"

"But that's no fair! If I am single and their single why can't we mingle" He responded wiggling his dark brown eyebrows.

"Sleep." I said sternly, leaning over to kiss him on his forehead.

"Fine, Night mija" My father said snuggling into his pillows. I pulled the covers over him and decided to leave before he started talking again.

When I reached the door I stopped and whispered "Goodnight Papá."


I arrived home in about 30 minutes and I was what you could say as starving. My Papá was right I should eat more.

As I walked into my shabby small apartment I threw my key on the kitchen counter and headed toward to fridge ready to find something edible for me to eat. Opening it I found that may be impossible, because everything in my fridge was either spoiled or nonexistence. It has been hard for me to go grocery shopping lately. With juggling paying for the hospital bills and visiting my father I never seemed to have neither the time nor the money to buy any.

"Ugggh" I sighed aloud slamming the fridge harder then I need to and opened the freezer. Luckily I found a TV dinner or I was going die of starvation. I popped the TV dinner into the microwave and set it for 10 mintues.

As I was waiting I decided to look at some of the mail I had piling on one of the kitchen counters. Most of them were just bills that had that obvious red capital letter past due stamp on them. I threw the mail back onto to the counter frustrated that I never seem to have enough money. At least I still had my job at Super Save-a-lot, but I doubted that would last long like all my other jobs. I let my head fall into my hands to try to hold it up any longer.

That same question that has always seemed to plague me since I was 6, Why had my mother (if I should even call her that) left me and my father? If she hadn't maybe I would not be living in some shithole apartment in the crappiest part of Lima Heights Adjacent, where you get mugged if you walk outside of your door. If it weren't for her I would have a choice in keeping my father alive and not letting him die because I couldn't provide the money. Maybe I could have even gone to college if she were still here.

The microwave then dinged and pulled me from my troubled thoughts. I wiped that tears that had unnoticeably slipped from my eyes and stalked over to the cheap microwave. I pulled the TV dinner out of the microwave to see if it was ready to be eaten and decide it was close enough.

Taking a fork and my TV dinner with me, I walked in my living room. Sitting on a faded old couch I got for cheap at a garage sale and turning on my small but adequate TV on Lima Ohio News, I began to eat. Shortly after I started eating my dinner I heard a loud pounding on my door.

"What the fuck?" I said aloud as got up and set my TV dinner on the nearest counter, then headed toward the door. Ready to give whoever was there a fucking mouthful for coming to my house this late.

"Move out of the way, I'll open the door." A voice resonated from the other side of the door.

"Nooooo, I know how to open a door." Another voice whined with slurred speech.

"No you can't your drunk. The door isn't that way!" The first voice spoke again.

I rolled my eyes realizing who the two assholes outside my door were.

"But I can open the door, cause I am the Puckster!"

I open the door tired of listening to the idiots argue and was confused as to what Puck was doing.

"What the hell is Puck doing?" I asked. Puck was turned to the side, waving his hands constantly, back and forth. It kind of looked like he was doing some weird dance.

"Trying to open the door." Finn answered my question "The doors that way genius."

Puck swiveled clumsily towards me and shouted "Santana! When did you get here?!"

"Shut the fuck up before you wake the neighbors!" I tell him in a hushed tone.

"Ohh I forgot" Puck whispered back looking at the floor like a scolded child.

"Get him inside before one of the neighbor's pulls a shoot gun out on us" I instruct Finn.

"Sure thing" Finn said latching on to Puck and pulling him into my apartment.

Noah Puckerman was what you could say was a drunk. I have tried to get him to stop drinking but he just says it takes the edge off. And by edge he means the troubles that come with taking care of his baby Beth and baby mama Quinn. He worked double jobs to try and make sure both of them were comfortable but never seemed to look out for him. Puck was my best friend and Finn always brings him over to my house whenever they decide to go drinking and Puck got too drunk to go home to a 3 year old.

And Finn I only tolerated him because he was Puck's friend. Honestly I thought he was a grade-A douche bag and an asshole. He was only cool when he bothers to take care of Puck or should I say brought him over to my house so I had to take care of him. They both lived in the same apartment complex as me in Lima Height Adjacent.

"I don't know why you bring him over here every time you guys go out to get drunk." I start as I shut the door behind them. "I mean really it was your dumbass idea to get drunk with him even though you know he gets like this."

"Well his is your dumbass friend" Finn states like it's such a logical reason while putting Puck on to the couch.

"Yeah Santana, I am your dumbass friend" Puck says happily as a child on Christmas.

"Like it fucking matters, he is your dumbass friend too who you went and got drunk with." I reply, I swear this guy was such an asshole.

"Well…. Just shut up, stop whining and take care of him." Finn said waving me off to stare at the TV.

"You know what actually since Puck is drunk this is the perfect time for me to fuck you up" I say stepping toward Finn.

"Bring it Tito Taco Bell" Finn retorted stepping to me until I could smell his stank ass breath.

As I was about to punch Finn in his orgeish face Puck decided to drunkenly intervene "I think this biatch is straight up talking smack right up in yo face. You better not be afraid to throw down right now." Puck said trying to sound like a gangsta.

"Oh my god, Finn I'll beat you're ass at a later date. I have a drunken friend to take care of." I said pushing Puck back down on the couch. "I get you some water Puck."

"Yeah, whatever." Finn said nonchalantly sitting next to Puck on the couch, picking up the remote and flicking through the channels on tv.

I glared at Finn as he sat his lazy ass down. He never does anything it's a wonder I don't kick him out now. I went over into the kitchen, pulled open the cabinet and grabbed a glass. I fill it up to the brim with water and brought it back over to Puck.

"Thank you Sanny San" Puck said happily before drinking the whole entire glass of water in like two gulps. "Uh Oh, I have to pee sooooo bad now. I could pee a like entire river. Be back!" he said before getting up and running to the bathroom saying "Gotta Pee" repeatedly, leaving me and Finn alone.

"Sooo , how your dad" Finn asked solemnly.

"Fine" I mumbled "Not that I want to talk about it with you."

"Whatever, just trying to make conversation."

"Well don't. I rather sit here in silence." So that's what we did until Puck came running more like tripping into the leaving room and jumping onto my lap.

"Sanny, can we watch the news I want to see that big shot senator Scott Pierce's MILF of a wife." Puck said with a whine.

"I guess I wasn't watching anything And get the off my lap, your heavy as a cow." I say cracking a smile and pushing Puck into the middle of me and Finn.

"Sweet!" Puck said snatching the remote from Finn and changing the channel back to the news.

The sound of clapping began to fill the room from the TV as Scott Pierce walked across a stage and waved to the large crowd below.

"Senator Scott Pierce has again won the Reelection for Ohio Senator. Senator Pierce is now visiting his birth place Lima, Ohio with his family." Said the female newscaster on the TV. "And look his family is being brought on stage with him for support."

I sighed heavily. This was so boring, which is why I don't watch the news channel now. Who cares about Senator Pierce and his family? He is not helping out the people in Lima Heights Adjacent, so why should I care.

"Oh what a lovely family he has indeed. With his wife Susan Pierce and two daughters Brittany and Emma, they make the perfect American family."

I scoffed at that what is the perfect American family anyways. Rich and Famous.

"Ohh she is such a MILF." Puck drooled leaning forward on the couch a little bit

"Yeah and her daughter ain't too bad either" Finn agreed.

Finn was actually right for a change. Brittany Pierce was beautiful. She had such grace and charm as she walked across the stage behind her mother, holding her younger sister's hand. Her long flowing golden curled blonde hair lazily covered her shoulders, making her look even more breath taking than she already was. Brittany Pierce wore a pretty light blue sundress with sunflowers on it even though the dress was causal she still pulled it off as fancy. This dress accents her body in all the right places, from her toned long legs to her lean shoulders. And those weren't even her best features. Her sapphire blue eyes were what stood out the most to me. Even on TV you could see that were ocean deep.

Like Puck I leaned forward just to get a better look at her.

Then Puck began to repeatedly look at me, to Finn, then to the TV, and said "You know what would get us a lot of money?" Puck started.

"What?" I said deciding to go along this time with one of Puck's many get rich quick schemes.

"Kidnapping Brittany Pierce"

I started laughing at that. "Are you serious? This is even worst then your idea to make a porn video and then sell it to random people on the street."

"Hey, that idea was pure genius!" Puck argued now semi sober.

"Yeah ok, name one pervert who bought it? " I challenged knowing damn well no one had bought it.

"Miss Callahan did!"

"That's because she has a 6 inch beard and seven toes on each foot" Finn interjected.

"My point exactly. Kidnapping the senators daughter is a—"I started before Finn cut me off.

"Actually it's not a bad Idea."

"Are you fucking serious? Have you guys finally lost all your brain cells?"

"See Finn's on board. If we kidnap the senator's daughter then hold her for ransom then we could be rich." Puck paused before continuing "You could even pay for your dad's surgery."

I wavered for a second when he mentioned my father. I could pay for his surgery with the ransom money. No the idea was outrageous. It was reckless at best. I stood up from the couch tired of this nonsense.

"I don't care what you guys do. But I'm not kidnapping Brittany Pierce. Puck you can sleep on the couch tonight. And Finn gets the fuck out. I am going to sleep." I said stalking off to my bedroom.

"Finn's leaving after we make plans" Puck shouted after me.

I couldn't believe they were actually going to try and kidnap the Senator's daughter. I won't help them even if it means saving my father. Right? Of course I couldn't.

I sighed heavily for like the fifth time this night. Entering my also shabby garage sale style room, I grabbed some pj's from my dresser drawers and climbed into my bed.

I soon fell asleep and was greeted by dreams of a certain blue eyed blonde girl.

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~~Sly