Lima, Ohio
Santana Lopez entered the school's office with a heavy sigh. This is the fourth time she's been there in the past month. The fourth time! She's a busy woman; being one of the biggest A.U.S.A's in Ohio she doesn't have time for this. She smiled at the counselor; she's been here so many times they're on a first name basis. "Hey Kim." She said.
Kim waved in reply. She gestured for Santana to go right in to Figgin's office. He looks exactly like he did when Santana was a student here only a lot older. She opens the door with and is immediately met with the slightly annoying man's accent.
"Ah, Ms. Lopez what a pleasure it is to see you here. Again." He said with a hint of sarcasm. Santana rolled her eyes. "Whatever, where is she?"
Figgin's rubbed his temples. "In the Nurses office. I would suspend her, but since today is the last day of school before Winter break I'll let you handle her punishment."
Santana's face instantly transformed from one of annoyance to worry. "Oh shit, she's not hurt is she?"
Figgins shook his head. "She's fine considering what she did to the other girl. She's lucky the girl's mother isn't pressing charges."
Santana sighed in relief; the worst thing in the world to a mother was seeing your child hurt. She turned and walked out of the office without another word. She said goodbye to Kim before heading down the familiar hallway towards the Nurse. As she passes the choir room, she peers in seeing Mr. Shue writing something on the white board as the 15 teens in the class groan, some things never change, she knocks and send him a wave. She hasn't talk to most of the original Glee club in ages, but she knows Puck and Quinn still lives in Lima with their 15 year old daughter Beth. Santana's heart constricts when she thinks of a certain former glee star. You'd think Santana and Brittany would be happily married right now with a bunch of little Santana's running around, but no their not. They were married, but some things happened and their relationship shattered into a million pieces. Brittany left her without a backwards glance, taking one of the girls and leaving Santana and the other one behind. She remembers Brittany's watery baby blues; she remembers her cheek stinging from when Brittany slapped her. Santana remembers most of all how broken the blonde was, how disappointed she was.
She rubbed her nose to prevent the tears from spilling as she looked one more time into the choir room, the one place she felt the safest during her high school adventure. She soon found herself standing inside the door way of the nurse's office. She peered in; a brunette who looked no older than thirty was kneeled in front of a beautiful raven haired girl. She was pressing lightly onto the younger girl's rib cage. The raven haired beauty winced as she pressed on a particularly sore spot. The brunette clicked her tongue in thought. "Yeah, definitely bruised you might want to go to a doctor." She said rubbing the girls head.
Santana stepped in. She made her way over to the raven haired girl and gently grabbed her chin. She stared deep into the absolutely glorious sky blue depths of her 16 year old daughter.
"Ken, are you okay baby?" She asked kneeling in front of her like the nurse had been doing moments ago. Her daughter nodded slightly as she toyed with her piercings on her lip.
"Kendall, what happened?" Santana demanded.
Kendall rolled her eyes. "Same shit, bitches talking shit, but can't back it up." Santana winced at her daughter's foul mouth. Wonder where she got it from?
"Watch your mouth little girl." She warned with a glare. Again, Kendall rolled her eyes. She flicked her hair out of her eyes that were so damn familiar. Truthfully, the baby blues were the only thing Kendall had gotten from Brittany, her attitude and other features were all Santana's. Kendall was truly the spitting image of Santana.
Santana had completely forgotten about the other woman in there until she cleared her throat. She looked at the nurse expectantly. "Hello, Ms. Lopez I'm Ms. Green. I'm so glad you could make it." She said while looking at the seemingly bored girl on the bed.
"Of course I made it, this is my daughter why the hell wouldn't I be here?" Santana asked quite irritated
"Well, Kendall seems to have bruised her ribs in the altercation with the other girl and I suggest taking her to the hospital to make sure she doesn't have any internal injuries." Ms. Green said.
Santana frowned. "I will most defiantly since she has asthma I don't want any more problems with her breathing. Thank you so much." Santana said shaking her hand.
"No problem ma'am she's an angel." Kendall snorted loudly, but didn't look up from her phone. Santana scowled at her. "Thanks again c'mon Ken." She beckoned the teenager over and they walked out into the hall. Santana immediately snatched the phone from the girl and glared hard at her.
"Mami What the fuck?" Kendal demanded, reaching for the phone. Santana held it high over her head, but placed it behind her back when she remembered that Kendall was taller than her.
"I said watch your goddamn mouth young lady or do you need me to go all Lima Heights on you too?" Santana snarled. She placed her daughter's iPhone into her cargo pants pocket as she nudged her forward. Kendall growled lowly and stuffed her hands into her shorts pocket. Kendall fixed her tired blue eyes on her Jordan 12's as they walked through the corridor. Santana raked her deep brown irises over her daughter's lean but tiny body. She had some scratches on her shoulders, but her legs were flawless as always. She did seem to have a bit of trouble breathing though. Her breath coming in ragged pants. As they walked towards the entrance she couldn't help but glare at the rather tall girl approaching the duo. She saw Kendall's posture straighten immediately as they began to converse. Santana only heard the part where she congratulated her on 'fucking that bitch up'.
"Kendall say goodbye to Alexia, we are leaving right the fuck now." She said lowly. Kendall sighed in frustration. Santana was really getting on her damn nerves with this motherly bullshit when god knows she's barely around. Regardless she glanced back into her sparkling green eyes. "I have to go Lexi, but I'll call you?"
"No you won't youre fucking grounded miss thang!" Santana growled glaring at the slightly alarmed teenagers. Alexia gave her a quick- very quick one armed hug before jogging back to wherever she was ditching to. Santana watched her go with gritted teeth. She fucking hates that girl; she's the very thing Santana was when she was a teenager, a trouble maker, a fucking delinquent. Santana does not want that girl around her daughter; god knows what she'll convince her to do.
Santana fished in her pockets for her keys, unlocking her black Porsche and getting into the driver's seat. Kendall all but slammed the door when she got in. Santana sighed she was just like herself when she was younger, but with a much bigger attitude. Sometimes Santana wished Kendall would have inherited Brittany's gentle nature instead of the one she has now. God knows life would be so much easier. Thinking of Brittany always made Santana's heart clench. She often wonders how the blonde is doing. Well she knows how she's doing career wise because Brittany Pierce is currently the best female dancer in the music industry. Santana doesn't know how she's doing personally though. That's what she's been wondering for nearly 15 years.
Santana turned the sports car on, the engine roaring to life. She eased out of the school's parking lot. Santana liked to think that she was 'ballin' because her job paid very nicely. They lived in a giant three story mansion in Lima's most prestigious neighborhood. When she was younger and living in Lima Heights she and the people there often referred it as 'the White Neighborhood'. Who would have thought that Santana Lopez, Lima's resident delinquent would have actually made it far in life? Usually people from "the heights" wound up either dead, in jail, or living low.
She peeked at her daughter from the corner of her eye; Kendall had her arms crossed over her chest, while her eyebrows were scrunched up in anger. She usually did this when she was upset or didn't get what she wanted. That Santana didn't understand, she's crazy rich! She gives Kendall everything she's ever wanted! She doesn't understand why her daughter is the way she is.
She shook her head. She wonders how her other daughter is. Krista is Kendall's identical twin. When she says identical she means exactly identical, when they were born no one could literally tell them apart! Usually they would decipher them by their personalities. Krista was the quiet, sweet one while Kendal was the loud, rambunctious one. Now Kendal has no idea who Krista is because when she and Brittany broke up the girls were only a few months old, there would be no way they would know who each other were unless Brittany or Santana told them about one another. That was the deal though, Santana wouldn't tell Kendall about Krista or Brittany and Brittany wouldn't tell Krista about Kendall or Santana. It was better for everyone.
Santana was happy when their large house came into view because the car ride was completely silent. She pulled into the driveway and shut off the car. When Kendall tried to open the door Santana locked them. Kendal huffed in annoyance and turned her blazing blue eyes towards Santana's tired ones. "Can you unlock the door please?" She said lowly.
Santana shook her head. "Not until you tell me what happened."
Kendal huffed again. "I already told you, she was talking shit she deserved what she got."
Santana didn't believe it. Her daughter was nearly mentally unbreakable, seemly she didn't give a shit what nobody said or did unless it was in her face or something. "I know there's more to it, Ken."
"Why can't you just accept that there isn't? Just because you're a fucking attorney doesn't mean there's more to everything! Sometimes the smallest bomb can cause the biggest explosion!" Kendall unlocked the door and grabbed her back pack she stormed out of the car. She slammed the poor door so hard Santana was sure there would be cracks on the flank. Santana face-palmed and followed her up the driveway. Kendall knocked on the door rather hard and waited. A few seconds later, a gorgeous green eyed girl opened the door. She quickly jumped to the side as what was known as Hurricane Kendall stormed into the house. She looked back at Santana with raised eyebrows. Santana rubbed her temples as she too walked into the house, handing her coat to the family maid.
"Thanks Tasha." Santana said with a smile. Tasha is the twenty-six year old nanny/maid; yes they had hired help around their large house. It's how they kept it clean and up to speed. Tasha is the only one that lives there though, mainly because since Santana was almost never around she wanted someone to keep the house looked after and someone for Kendal to talk to or go out with.
"No problem, Ms. Lopez. Can I get you anything?" Tasha asked, in her thick Jamaican accent. Santana laughed slightly patting the younger woman on her back. "Yeah bring something up for Kendall and I. We need to have a long chat."
Tasha nodded. "I'm on it!" She said jogging into the kitchen.
Santana pinched the bridge of her nose as she stared up the spiral staircase. She braced herself as she walked towards it. She would usually relax when she got home before having to head out to the station, but right now, she had an angry storm to tame.
Los Angeles, California
5
"Go Krista!" Brittany cheered as she watched her daughter sprint across the field with the ball in front of her. Krista Pierce slowed up a bit as she neared the goal, blue yes flicked up towards the large screen. Five seconds left on the clock, the game is tied, she fixed her eyes on her blonde teammate who was quickly sprinting baseline up field.
4
She smiled as she broke a defender's ankles and quickly ran past her.
3
She passed it to the blonde who was slightly in front of her.
2
The blonde quickly lined up the ball and faked a kick, which sent the goalie to the ground.
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Krista kicked the ball at the last second; the ball was airborne before the flashing red lights and horn sounded, signaling the end of the game. The crowd held their breath; Brittany's eyes were closed as she prayed to all the Unicorns that the ball would sail into the goal. A tiny hand gripped her fore arm. "Mama, look!"
Brittany obeyed her youngest daughter's demand and blinked open one baby blue eye just as the ball made a whooshing sound as it hit the back of the net of the goal.
"GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL" The commentator's voice was soon drowned out by the roaring of the crowd. Brittany rose to her feet, clapping and cheering. Her raven haired daughter did the same, her dark hazel eyes twinkling. The Pierces looked on in amusement as Krista was tackled by her teammates who were congratulating her on the winning goal that would send them to the championship! Krista's blue eyes were fixed only on one person though. She smiled at her mom and little sister as they were cheering their hearts out for her. After a few minutes of being suffocated by her teammates they finally let up and began talking and laughing with each other and their families. Krista took down her pony tail, letting her thick raven curls cascade down her back.
Kristen pushed her hair back and wiped her sweaty face with her jersey as a beautiful curly haired girl approached her with a small smile on her face. Krista looked up with a small blush on her cheeks, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "Hey, you were pretty cool out there." The girl said.
Krista grinned, showing off deep dimples she inherited from Santana. Not that Krista knew anything about Santana though. "Thank you Spence."
Spencer gave a lopsided smile. Krista beamed up at the taller girl. They were brought out of their little moment by multiple voices.
"C'mon Spencer stop boo lovin' with your girlfriend!"
"Yeah there are children here!"
Someone made very inappropriate moaning sounds which made the other girls laugh loudly. Krista blushed while Spencer sent them a death glare which shut them up instantly. Spencer turned again and rubbed the back of her neck. "I gotta go, but I'll see you later." She said.
Spencer leaned down and kissed the blue eyed beauty on her forehead, shocking them both. Usually Spencer was not the person who was up for public affection or any affection at all. She was the kind of girl that steals other people's girls without knowing or caring about them. That's why they call her the heart breaker; Krista knew she was taking a giant risk by getting involved with the school's player.
"Yeah, bye Spence." Krista said with a blinding smile. Spencer smiled once more before jogging off the field towards her friends.
Brittany nearly tackled her middle child in a bear hug while her youngest held onto her legs.
"Kris I'm so proud of you! You were amazing out there! For a second I thought you were going to miss!" Brittany beamed.
The little girl giggled. "Kristy! You're the best!"
Kristen giggled and hugged her younger sister. "Aw, thanks Carly!"
Carly Pierce was the youngest of the Brittana Clan. She was only four years old, but the girl had an advanced IQ for someone her age. She mastered the alphabet at two, she was currently doing 1st grade math right now. When she was born the doctors were speechless, astounded, and completely mesmerized by the rate her brain worked. She was also completely adorable with her light skin, dimples from god, her long curly light brown hair, and her golden eyes. She was also Santana's but Santana had no idea Carly even existed. Brittany found herself pregnant again with Santana's child after a drunken one night stand with her a some years after their nasty breakup.
You would think that being one of the most famous dancers in the music industry the media would know about Carly and if they knew about her everyone knew about her. Brittany didn't let that happen, she's been very, very, careful with her because she does not want Santana to know about her. She'd be devastated that she would probably miss out on most of her youngest daughter's life. Even though Brittany wants nothing more than to see her ex suffer she just can't do that to her.
"C'mon girls lets go home, its cold out here!" Brittany said pulling her striped beanie on head. She took Carly in her arms because she loves to be carried and she didn't mind because Carly is really tiny and light. Carly held onto her shoulders as they walked towards the car. Brittany grabbed Krista's bag and slung it over her shoulder. Krista pulled the panda bear hat down lower on Carly's head as it began to drizzle. Brittany sighed, as much as she loves the rain; in Los Angeles it's more enjoyable when it's warm and sunny. When it rains in LA it gets cold as hell!
Brittany unlocked their deep blue Mercedes Benz and walked over to the driver's side. Krista made sure Carly was safely buckled in her car seat before entering the front seat. When Brittany turned the car on she immediately turned on the heater and the radio. Krista was happy today was the last day and now she's on winter break. She didn't think she'd be able to walk tomorrow, that game completely drained her. They play Baldwin Park January 30th for the championship and she was scared. Baldwin Park is undefeated and currently had the best girls' soccer team in the district. They'll definitely give them a run for their money.
The car ride was filled with soft singing from Brittany and Krista while Carly focused on a half-finished Rubik's cube. She'd probably be finished with it by the time they'd get home.
Of course Carly was finished when they got home. It amazes Brittany just how smart her daughter was every time. She'd often heard crude remarks when she was pregnant on how her kids would be the dumb blonde like they assumed she was, but no. Carly would probably be finished with high school by the time she was 13. One could only hope.
Krista carried a half-asleep Carly into their large cozy, house. They stepped in, immediately met with the warmth and smell of cookies.
"Who's that?" A voice sounded from the kitchen. Krista grinned. She knows that voice like the back of her hand!
"Aunt Rachel!" She exclaimed, running into the kitchen. Rachel Berry was immediately tackled by the middle Pierce. Rachel was Krista's absolute favorite person in the whole wide world, next to Carly and Brittany of course. "Oh my god, Aunt Rachel! What are you doing here? I thought you were performing Wicked in Kansas?" Krista said, releasing the tiny brunette.
Rachel giggled, taking Carly into her arms and kissing her soft curls. She turned to the older girls and smiled. "I was, but then I decided to take off and spend winter break with my three favorite girls."
Carly squealed in delight. "Yay! This is going to be so awesome!"
Krista giggled at her sister. She couldn't help but thank god for her little family and Rachel. They were the world to her. Krista thought nothing would ever change, but little does she know, her whole world is about to. Forever.
Secrets will be revealed, but some secrets should just stay hidden.
AN: This is a rework of one of my fave unfinished fics I plan to make it my own and actually finish it :)