A/N Lots of story uploads today, this is what happens when you give yourself the day off and think you will be productive and get all your lectures and lab reports written up... Just ended up writing loads of fanfiction :/ I will do my work after this... promise.


Santana Lopez was walking through Central Park very close behind the child in front of her but not keeping hold of him, letting him feel like he was in charge of where they were going.

"Santana?" a voice called from behind her. She turned to see Mercedes Jones rushing over to her.

"Mercedes!" she exclaimed. She hadnt seen Mercedes since they had left school, 10 years ago. God had it been that long? Then she remembered the child she had been following.

"Milo! Wait!" she yelled after him. He froze immediately and turned back round.

"Ice cream!" he pleaded.

"Come here a sec little man." he trudged back to her.

"You PROMISED" he whined holding his arms out for her to pick him up. She pulled him up into her arms.

"I know and have I ever broken a promise to you?" she asked. He shook his head slowly.

"Exactly, now I'm going to talk to my friend and then we will get ice cream ok?" he pouted a little "Ok?" she pushed

"Ok, but if we dont I'm telling on you" he declared the pout very much evident. Santana fought the smile that his pout always gave her and said firmly.

"Don't you threaten me. I'm in charge here mr." he nodded.

"Sorry" he said quietly.

"That's ok little man. Wanna meet my friend?" he smiled looking up at Mercedes. Santana herself turned back to Mercedes

"Milo this is Mercedes, Mercedes this is Milo" she said not being able to stop the laugh when Milo held his hand out for Mercedes to shake. Mercedes grinned and shook his tiny little hand.

"You are a polite boy aren't you" Mercedes said impressed. He looked up at Santana who just nodded and he turned back to Mercedes and said

"Thank you. Are you coming getting ice cream with us?" Santana rolled her eyes.

"I promised him ice cream sorry. Do you want to go and get a coffee he's eating his ice cream he's usually very good and quiet so we can catch up." Mercedes nodded still looking at the little boy in Santana's arms.

"It would be nice to catch up." She watched as Santana put the boy on the floor who fought against her for a moment untill Santana said without any room for arguing

"No Milo, you are big enough to walk by yourself." and that was the end of that. Mercedes just watched, she wasn't sure whether this kid was Santanas or whether she was just babysitting cause she couldn't honestly imagine Satan with a child it just seemed odd. Anyway wasnt she a lesbian? Though that could have been a phase. People went though phases like that at high school didnt they?

"Mercedes?" Santana's voice brought her out of her chain of thought.

"Sorry what?" she said

"Is Starbucks ok?" she repeated.

"Yeah sure sorry, it's just been so long it's weird seeing you all adult" she laughed

"Yeah it is weird" she agreed.

"Come on Milo" Santana said placing her hand on the little boy's sholder who was watching the ducks intently. He held his hand up and she took hold of it leading the way to the coffee house.

"Ice cream!" Milo exclaimed pointing in the opposite direction.

"We're gonna get you a even better ice cream from that shop right there" Santana said softly pointing at the coffee shop right in front of them. Mercedes walked in after them and watched as Santana sat down and pulled Milo onto her lap.

"So what are you doing strolling in central park on a saturday afternoon?" Santana asked.

"I've just moved here actually 2 weeks ago and I hadn't been to Central Park and I felt like I was comitting treason or something" she admitted. Santana laughed

"Yeah it's like a right of passage or something" she agreed.

"What about you two?" Mercedes asked.

"Well we were left to our own devices and got bored so we thought we would take a walk, feed the ducks. Didn't we buddy?" she said

"Mami!" he whined

"Miloooo" Santana imitated. Well that cleared that up Mercedes thought then the realisation dawned. This was Santana's son, she had a son!

"Mami you promised ice cream" he said

"So I did." Santana nodded, she looked up at Mercedes

"What would you like?" she asked

"Urm a latte please" she replied it was weird to see Santana all nice and not being a bitch.

"And what about you little man? What about a sundae?" she asked. His eyes lit up like she was the most amazing thing in the world

"Really?" he asked quietly

"Really" she smiled and he clapped his hands excited.

"Ok, you stay here with Mercedes and I'll go get them?" he nodded, she looked up at Mercedes to check it was ok and when she was sure it was she went to order.

"hey Milo" Mercedes said

"Hey" he smiled looking up at her. Now she studied him he did look like Santana, he wasnt the spits of her, the fair hair and light eyes and skin were an obvious difference but his face shape and his nose definitely were the latinas.

"Did you see the ducks?" she asked

"Yes" he grinned "I love ducks. I have 4 at home, they are called Duck, Sammy, Polo and Mac." he told her. "they all live on my bed with my cats and my teddy and my piwlows" Mercedes chuckled at him failing to pronounce the word pillows.

"Wow Milo that sounds brilliant" Mercedes said

"It's cause ive got a big boy bed" he declared proudly

"How old are you Milo?" she asked

"Nearly 4 " he said "I'm old" he grinned

"Yes you are" she agreed.

"Not as old as Mami though shes ooollldddd" he recieved a very light tap round the back of his head.

"Hey now enough of that, I am not old!" Santana protested putting the sundae down on the table and handing the latte to Mercedes.

"How much do I owe you?" Mercedes asked .Santana just waved her away picking Milo up once more and placing him on her knee then reaching forward and sipping her own coffee. Milo reached forward to the ice cream but Santana grabbed his wrist.

"No Milo, Ill help you." she said grabbing a paper plate she had picked up and putting some ice cream into it and handing him a much smaller spoon than the long one in the sundae glass. Mercedes watched all this in silence in awe at mummy Santana and how wonderful she was with her little boy. Eventually Santana looked up at Mercedes

"Sorry Mercedes, I didn't really think about the technicalities of the sundae" she admitted. Mercedes shook her head

"It's fine, hes adorable. I can't believe you've got a kid!" she exclaimed. Santana shrugged

"I've grown up a lot since high school I suppose" she said "I assume everyone has" Mercedes laughed

"Yeah you've got that right." she agreed. "So how long have you lived in new york?" Mercedes asked, she couldn't help but continue to smile as she watched Santana wipe Milos mouth for him

"Dios, since college, never left after graduation sooo wow urm like 10 years now." She told her.

"What about you what made you make the change?" she asked once again looking back at Milo who was happily munching on his ice cream. Now Mercedes had liked Santana enough at school but they were adults now and the woman sat in front of her didn't want to know all her life problems so she only half told the truth.

"I'm looking for a career change and I've seen an ad for a job here, I'm going to go in on Monday and enquire" she said

"That's cool. Doing what?" she asked

"Teaching singing actually, there's a big stage school here, apparently its got the best entries into dance companies in the country and its got an up and coming singing department and they are looking for more singing teachers. its called.." She started to tell her.

"Starbright" Santana finished for her.

"You know it?" Mercedes asked. Santana didn't answer at first.

"I think thats enough of that young man cause your going to get hyper and then we will never ever get you in bed tonight and Mami needs her beauty sleep and her after milos gone to bed cuddle time" she said kissing him on the top of the head. So it seemed Santana's sex drive hadn't quietened down at all throughout the years.

"But Mami!" Santana shook her head. "No more. You won't eat your tea otherwise" He sighed

"Fine." He crossed his arms across his chest

"Don't you huff at me." she said "Or do you want ME to tell on YOU?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"No!I won't tell on you and you don't tell on me" he said

"Deal little man" she held him a little closer to her just cuddling her son. Then she looked up at Mercedes.

"Yes I know it, very well actually" she said a little twinkle in her eyes.

"How well...?" she asked slowly. "Well enough to get me an interview?" she asked wondering what the look was Santana was giving her.

"Mami!" Milo said

"Yeah sweetie?" Santana asked

"I need to go to the toilet!" he said. She nodded

"Ok lets go then." she said standing. She turned to Mercedes

"We'll only be a minute, but I can do you one better than an interview" she said plucking a business card out of her handbag and placing it on the table in front of Mercedes

"I can offer you a job" she grinned and then carried her son to the toilet. Mercedes watched her go a little dumbfounded then looked down at the card on the table which read : Director Santana Lopez - co-owner Starbright School of Performing Arts, New York.