Author's Note: I'm sorry, but the other one did not come out as planned. This one will be epic, please forgive me. I have to make this story perfection. I have OCD so it has to be. Enjoy, once again. Forget everything you already know it's useless. Read and Review guys!

Prologue: Meet the Girls

Lima, Ohio.

Santana Lopez entered the school's office with a heavy sigh. This is the fourth time she's been in here in the past month. The fourth time! She's a busy woman; being one of the biggest and best detectives in the US she doesn't have time for this. She smiled at the counselor; she's been here so many times their 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, now empty since Mr. Schue decided to go back to Broadway and Emma went with him. That's when the Glee club was no more. Berry was on Broadway too. She hasn't talk to most of the Glee club in ages, but she knows Puck and Sam are in Los Angeles with a surprisingly popular pool cleaning business and Quinn still lives in Lima too with her 16 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 the stinging in her cheek 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 empty choir room. The spider webs hanging from the doors, making it look as if it was never touched. She 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 stunning raven haired girl. She was pressing lightly onto the younger girl's rub 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.

"Kendal, what happened?" Santana demanded.

Kendal 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 kid." She warned with a glare. Again, Kendal rolled her eyes. She flicked her hair out of her eyes that were so damn familiar. Truthfully, the baby blues were the only thing Kendal had gotten from Brittany, her attitude and other features were all Santana's. Kendal 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. Kendal right?" She asked looking at the seemingly bored girl on the bed.

"Yeah."

"Well, Kendal 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 she already 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." Kendal 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.

"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 Kendal was taller than her.

"I said watch your fucking mouth young lady or do you need me to Lima Heights on you too?" Santana snarled. She placed her daughter's iPhone into her cargos pocket as she nudged her forward. Kendal growled lowly and stuffed her hands into her short shorts pocket. Kendal fixed her tired blue eyes on her Jordan 12's as they walked through the corridor. Santana raked her mahogany 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 Kendal's posture straighten immediately as they began to converse. Santana only heard the part where she congratulated her on 'fucking that bitch up'.

"Kendal say goodbye to Alex, we are leaving right fucking now." She said lowly. Kendal 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 startling green eyes. "I have to go Lexi, but I'll call you?"

"No you won't your fucking grounded missy!" Santana growled glaring at the slightly alarmed teenagers. Alex 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 Audi and getting into the driver's seat. Kendal 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 Kendal 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 16 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 Adjacent 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 Adjacent wound up either dead, in jail, or living low.

She peeked at her daughter from the corner of her eye; Kendal had her arms crossed over her chest, while her dark 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 fucking rich! She gives Kendal 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. Kristen is Kendal's identical twin. When she says identical she means fucking identical, when they were born no one could literally tell them apart! Usually they would decipher them by their personalities. Kristen was the quiet, sweet one while Kendal was the loud, rambunctious one. Now Kendal has no idea who Kristen 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 Kendal about Kristen or Brittany and Brittany wouldn't tell Kristen about Kendal 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 Kendal 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, nearly 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 detective doesn't mean there's more to everything! Sometimes the smallest bomb can cause the biggest explosion!" Kendal 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. Kendal 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 Kendal 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 Ty." Santana said with a smile. Ty is the twenty-three year old house attendant; yes they had hired help around their large house. It's how they kept it clean and up to speed. Ty is the only one that lives here 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?" Ty asked, in her thick Italian accent. Santana laughed slightly ruffling the girl's thick, glossy curls. "Yeah bring something up for Kendal and I. We need to have a long chat."

Ty 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 Kristen!" Brittany cheered as she watched her daughter sprint across the field with the ball in front of her. Kristen 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.

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She smiled as she broke a defender's ankles and quickly ran past her.

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She passed it to the blonde who was slightly in front of her.

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The blonde quickly lined up the ball and faked a kick, which sent the goalie to the ground.

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Kristen 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. "Mommy, look!"

Brittany obeyed her youngest daughter's demand and blinked open one azure 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 Kristen was tackled by her teammates who were congratulating her on the winning goal that would send them to the championship! Kristen'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 into her teammate's boobs they finally let up and began talking and laughing with each other and their families. Kristen 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. Kristen 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.

Kristen grinned, showing off deep dimples she inherited from Santana. Not that Kristen knew anything about Santana though. "Thank you Spence."

Spencer gave a lopsided smile. Kristen beamed up at the taller girl. They were brought out of their little moment by multiple voices.

"C'mon Spencer stop making out with your girlfriend!"

"Yeah there are children here!"

Someone made very inappropriate moaning sounds which made the other girls laugh loudly. Kristen 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 the top of her head, 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; Kristen knew she was taking a giant risk by getting involved with the school's player.

"Yeah, by Spence." Kristen 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.

"Kristy I'm so proud of you! You were amazing out there! 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 three years old, but the girl was a complete utter GENUIS. 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 dark hazel 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 few 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 adorable panda hat on head. Kristen chuckled her mom is completely adorable. She took Carly in her arms because she loves to be carried and she didn't mind because Carly is really, really tiny and light. Carly held onto her shoulders as they walked towards the car. Brittany grabbed Kristen's bag and slung it over her shoulder. Kristen pulled the striped beanie 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 sparkling baby blue Mercedes Benz and walked over to the driver's side. Kristen made sure Carly was safely buckled in before entering the front seat. When Brittany turned the car on she immediately turned on the heater and the radio. Kristen 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 Morningside January 30th for the championship and she was scared. Morningside is undefeated and currently had the best girls' soccer team in the district. That's fucking insane! They'll definitely give them a run for their money.

The car ride was filled with soft singing from Brittany and Kristen while Carly focused on a half-finished Rubix cube. She'd probably be finished with it by the time they'd get home.

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 12. One could only hope.

Kristen 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. Kristen 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 Kristen'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?" Kristen 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."

Brittany squealed in delight. "Yay! This is going to be so awesome!"

Kristen giggled at her mother. She couldn't help but thank god for her little family and Rachel. They were the world to her. Kristen 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.

Okay, I want you to know this story has an amazing plot. The other one didn't quite sit well with me because to me it had no point. This one does. Mind you this is just the prologue, there is more to come. Stay tuned. *Evil laugh* Read and Review!