A/N- So this is actually a pretty long chapter. I can't work out if a lot happens in this chapter or nothing much happens at all. I guess its kind of a filler but some you gotta get that development in there so i suppose its important in a way.Thank you for the reviews! It makes me so happy to see that people are enjoying the fic as much as I am.

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Cold, tired and slightly drunk was not a good combination. After Georgie had stormed out of the house and stumbled up the street for a few minutes she realized she had nowhere to go. She briefly thought about calling someone to come and pick her up but then remembered that not only was it 2AM and everyone would probably be asleep but also, everyone she had in her phone had been at the party and were likely to be too drunk to drive anyway. A cold shiver ran through her and for a moment she wished that she had picked up a coat on her way out the house. Where was she meant to go?

Georgie sat herself under one of the few lampposts that were turned on along the quiet street, and to hide her face from the cold, she pulled the hoodie up and took a deep breath in, slowly shutting her eyes. The smell of Santana's perfume once again surrounded her. Eventually, Georgie felt herself drift off into a light sleep, the events of the night having completely exhausted her.

As if she had just gotten a full body electric shock, Georgie jerked as a thought popped into her head. She knew where Santana lived. She shot up from where she sat leant against the lamppost and pulled her phone out of her pocket, pressing Santana's name on her contacts and putting her phone to her ear. It rang four times before a groggy voice came through the speakers.

"Georgie? What's up?" Santana's tired voice asked as if she had been woken up by the phone. Only now did Georgie realize that she would have to explain what had happened to someone else, which probably meant that she had to tell them about her relationship with her mom and Finn as well. She panicked for a minute trying to think of a way around it but she knew she would have to tell her. "Georgie," Came Santana's voice from the speakers again sounding more worried this time. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Um, no actually," Georgie started, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "My mom just kicked me out, and I have nowhere to go and everyone I know is probably drunk or asleep and I only know where you live. I wouldn't have bothered you but I didn't know what else to do-" She rambled, the tears now freely falling down her face.

"Mierda Georgie, what happened? Actually, never mind you don't have to tell me that." Santana rushed out in shock, now fully awake. "Just come back to mine you and can stay here for the night." Georgie sniffed and nodded her head, wiping tears away that had escaped.

"Okay, are you sure? "Georgie said in a weak voice after realizing that Santana wouldn't be able to hear her nodding.

Santanna shook her head, her eyebrow's furrowing. "Of course. Where are you? Do you need me to come get you?"

"No, it's fine I'll walk, it's not that far." Georgie replied snuffling a little as she started to make her way down the street towards Santana's house. She wasn't entirely sure if she remembered the way since she'd drove there in the daylight the time before, but she was too tried to care at that point.

"Okay, well when you get here just come in, I'll be in the living room." Santanna supplied. They said a quick goodbye and hung up the phone leaving Georgie in an eerie silence as she walked. It was strange how she had only known her new found friends a week and already some of them had done more for her than any of her old 'friends' would ever have. With Mike letting her have use of the studio room and now Santana letting her stay at her house, Georgie felt her heart swell bringing a few more tears to her already wet eyes.

Ten minutes later, Georgie was walking down Santana's drive for the third time that night. When she opened the door and walked in as instructed, the warmth of the house engulfed her and was extremely welcomed by Georgie's shivering figure. At the sound movement coming from the hall, Santana shot up from her place on the couch and ran towards the sound to find a tired and shivering Georgie shutting the door.

"Hey." Santana said quietly as she took a step forward, trying to gauge the other girl's emotion. Georgie looked down at the ground having not met Santana's eyes once since she'd arrived. Now that she was here and in front of someone Georgie was having a hard time swallowing back her tears. She didn't like crying in front of people at all, and showing that side to someone was something that Georgie rarely, if ever did. She looked about the room, biting her tongue trying to look everywhere but Santana's eyes but when the other girl walked closer up to her and placed a soft hand on Georgie's arm, she had no other choice but to look at her head on. When she did however, any tears that she had been attempting to hold back came rushing out all at once. Santana immediately pulled her close, wrapping her arms around Georgie's neck and feeling her do the same.

The pair stood in the hall wrapped in their embrace, Santana gently stroking Georgie's hair as she cried in her arms. This was the first time that anyone had seen Georgie properly cry in years. A damn had been broken and years of bottled up emotions were set free.

Once she had calmed down Georgie pulled away from Santana to wipe her face with her sleeve. "I'm sorry." She said, shaking her head in embarrassment once again unable to look Santana in the eye.

"Hey, no," Santana started, shaking her head with her eyebrows furrowed. She walked round Georgie to lock the door and then took Georgie's hand. "C'mon." She pulled her upstairs making sure to turn all the lights off on the way. When they reached her room, Santana handed Georgie a pair of sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt to change into before she went back downstairs to grab her a glass of water. In Santana's absence Georgie changed into the clothes she'd been given and sat down on the messy bed that had clearly already been slept in earlier in the night.

In the silence, her mind drifted back to the fight she'd had with her mom. Georgie had really tried to make things work, she didn't talk back, she stayed out of trouble, she did everything she could do to appease her mom throughout the week and all it took was one slip up and she was out. Georgie's hand by her side clenched into a fist at the thought. She knew her mom ever really had plans to keep her there in the long run. She was just waiting for her to mess up so she could kick her out at the first chance she had to get rid of her. Anger started to bubble up inside Georgie again, and she started pacing up and down the room trying to calm herself. She couldn't lose it here. Not in front of Santana.

Santana walked back into her room, glass of water in hand, immediately noticing Georgie's change in emotion. She placed the glass on the bedside table and leaned back causally on the bed before she spoke. "You know, if your gonna hit something, I'd rather it be something I didn't like, like that chair over there," She raised a finger to point at an old wooden chair in the corner of her room, covered with what looked like clean clothes that hadn't yet been put away. "It's fucking awful and looks like it could have been around when America was first discovered, but apparently its and 'heirloom'," She said as she raised both hands in a quote gesture."So, its gotta stay. If it were to 'break' though I'd doubt my mom would try to stop me burning it. I'm pretty sure she hates it more than I do."

Georgie shook her head, stopped pacing and went to join Santana on the bed. "I'm not gonna hit anything." She sighed leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees and placing her head in her hands. She now had a pounding headache, which she figured, was probably a result of the crying but also the drugs and alcohol that she had consumed that night.

Santana looked at the girl beside her, obviously mad and wanting to hit something "Look, I get it, I get mad as well sometimes-"

"I'm not going to hit anything," Georgie repeated firmly turning her head in her hands to look Santana in the eye. "I'm not." She said honestly. She'd managed to calm down completely since Santana had walked into the room, something that had surprised her greatly.

Santana raised her hands in a surrendering motion. "Okay, I believe you." She said as she handed the water over to Georgie motioning for her to take it.

Georgie took the water gratefully murmuring a 'thanks' and took a big gulp, crying had really dehydrated her. "Hey," Santana said softly causing Georgie to look at her blue eyes meeting brown. "You okay?"

Georgie sighed. Was she okay? What counted as being 'Okay'. Happy? Content? She wasn't exactly happy. How could she be after what had happened that night. But she wasn't unhappy. Sat in the warm, on a comfy bed next to Santana and away from her mom, Georgie found herself actually much calmer and more content now than she'd been in a long while. She nodded her head handing back the water. "Yeah, actually, I am now," Georgie smiled. "Thanks for earlier, you know with the... crying and yeah, thanks." She let out an awkward laugh in an attempt to make light on the situation.

"Well, now you have something to pay me back for and you have no excuses in not helping me clean up tomorrow" Santana deadpanned making Georgie laugh a little. They smiled at each other for what, to Georgie, felt like a century. She was so hypnotized by the dark eyes staring back at her. The more she stared at them, the more Georgie felt herself being sucked in. They were like a pool of warmth that whenever Georgie looked at them, it felt like she was being wrapped in a warm blanket.

A car alarm a few houses down suddenly started going off, breaking the silence in the room causing both girls to look away from each other as if they had just been caught.

A soft hand touched Georgie's knee squeezing it slightly. "Let's get some sleep," Santana said motioning to the bed with her head. "God knows we both need it." Georgie made a hum in agreement, and got into the right side of the bed as Santana got into the left. The minute her head hit the pillow, Georgie felt herself sinking down into the mattress, the day's events having now full caught up to her.

"Santana," Georgie whispered after a few minutes of silence. A small 'hmm' came from the other side of the bed where Santana was laying on her side facing Georgie, eyes still shut. "Thanks." She finished simply, not knowing how else to show her gratitude towards the Latina in that moment. Santana didn't reply, she just moved her hand over to Georgie's and held it, showing she knew everything that the other girl wanted to say.

The pair drifted off to sleep, hands still joined.


The next morning, Georgie woke up to sunlight beaming through a gap in the curtains onto her. Groaning loudly, she buried her face further into the soft pillow that her head was currently resting on, not wanting to face the new day just yet. She'd woken up with a pounding headache and her mouth felt like she'd spent the previous night just eating sand. In other words, it was dryer than a nine-year-old cracker that had been left out in the heat.

Opening her eyes very slightly, Georgie remembered where she was. Santana's bedroom somehow looked completely different than it did earlier that morning, however that probably had something to do with the fact that it was dark and she was also pretty drunk before. She peered around it noticing that the whole room suited Santana to a T. From the chest of draws on her right, on which the top was messily covered in different products and a large lamp, and the walk-in closet just beside that to the left filled to the brim with clothes and shoes, to the dark walls and silk bedding, the whole room was perfect.

Looking over to her right, Georgie noticed that Santana was still fast asleep beside her laying on her stomach, with her arms on her pillow, her head buried between them. Although she couldn't fully see her face as her arms were in the way, Georgie could see how relaxed the other girls face was at that moment, a big contrast to her usual resting bitch face. She quickly looked away, realizing that she was staring. Something about staring at someone while they are asleep was a bit too close to 'creepy cereal killer' for Georgie's taste.

Beginning to become restless, Georgie grabbed her phone from the bedside table and quietly climbed out of the bed making her way down to the kitchen in search for some Aspirin and water. Once she'd found the pills and taken them, Georgie sat down at the breakfast bar to check her phone. Her eyebrows scrunched up in confusion when she saw that she had three missed calls and two new messages. They were all from Finn who had probably arrived home earlier that day to find out that Georgie had been kicked out, and thought it the perfect time to say 'I told you so'. Why three calls and two messages were needed to say that, Georgie had no idea. When she opened the messages, she immediately rolled her eyes at them: 'You always have to go too far don't you', 'If you want to come get some stuff, mom is at work'.

"Asshole." Georgie muttered to herself shaking her head. It was actually kind of helpful knowing that she could go and get some stuff, but the message before showed Georgie that he didn't really care. As always, he was being their moms little bitch.

Suddenly, making Georgie jump and flail slightly, Santana's raspy voice came from right behind her. "That's no way to treat someone that let you sleep in their bed last night," She said with a mock scowl on her face. She made her way over to the other side of the bar, opposite to where Georgie was sitting and leaned forward. "Especially since I don't like sharing." She finished.

Still recovering from her mini heart attack, Georgie let out a long breath and looked at Santana with narrowed eyes. "Dude, you gotta stop doing that! " She said, slapping her hands onto the counter and raising her voice slightly to show her annoyance. "Seriously," She continued, looking at Santana who had a big grin on her face, clearly not taking Georgie seriously at all. "It's bad for you heart, and I don't know about you but I don't wanna die early!"

"As very serious as this is," Santana said now wincing and placing her head into her hands " Please can you not shout; my head feels like it's being drilled into right now." Georgie laughed and nodded, handing Santana the bottle of Aspirin and the glass of water that she'd gotten herself earlier. "So, who's the asshole?" She continued, taking the things from Georgie's hands. "It can't be me because I did like 20 more good deeds last night that I think I've done since high school started."

Georgie snorted remembering the 'kind' way Santana got the stragglers out of her house last night. "Uh it's just Finn being his usual dickish self." Georgie sighed, answering her question. Santana bit her lip looking down at her hands clearly wanting to ask something.

Eventually, curiosity took over her and she raised her head to look at Georgie sitting opposite her. "You don't have tell me, but uh," She stumbled over her words slightly, trying to find the right ones to say. "What happened when you went home last night? Why did your mom kick you out?" Georgie swallowed. She knew this was coming eventually.

Deciding to just be honest, Georgie explained how her relationship with her mom had always been strained from the minute she was born. She explained how she'd lived with her Dad her whole life up until now because her mom had seen her as a 'big mistake', and how last night they'd gotten into a fight about how controlling she was over Georgie. The whole time Santana sat and listened, not interrupting once until Georgie had finished. "And I thought I had family issues," She breathed out, eyebrows raised.

"I guess every family has their own thing," Georgie nodded. Santana looked at her, a confused expression on her face. " Like every family has their own set of things that they have to deal with and go through and this is just my family's thing." Georgie explained. Santana made a 'hmm' sound to show she understood and suddenly seemed lost in thought.

Getting up and grabbing her keys from the side, Georgie started to walk over to the door. "Hey, where are you going?" Santana called across the hall, realizing Georgie was about to leave. "You're helping me clean up remember." She gestured around the house to the piles of used cups and bottles scattered about.

"I'm just going to run home while my mom is at work and change and shower and drop my truck off and stuff. It's easier if she's not there," Georgie explained quickly. "She finishes at three and it's-" She pulled her phone out of the pocket of the sweats she was wearing. "-two, so I gotta go now. I'll be back though." Santana nodded and the two quickly called out goodbyes to each other before Georgie dashed out the house and headed home.


Once she'd gotten home Georgie took a quick shower, dried her hair and threw it up into a messy bun and then got changed into some different sweats and a hoodie before she gathered some clothes and essentials into her rucksack. If she needed too she could come back in a couple days and get more clothes. She grabbed a quick bite to eat, conscious of the amount of time that she'd already spent there. On her way out of the house, she stopped outside Finns room and knocked on the door. When he called for her to come in walked in to see him sat at his desk playing some video game. "Hey, I just wanted to say thanks for letting me know mom was out." She said before turning to walk back out.

"Georgie, wait!" Finn called after her. She stopped and turned back round to face him. "Where are you gonna stay?" He asked looking genuinely concerned for her.

Georgie sighed. " Well Finn, I wasn't really expecting to be kicked out after a week so I didn't exactly book a five-star hotel to stay in, and I doubt any of the friends that I've made will want me more than a few days at the most, so to tell you the truth, I have no fucking idea, " She laughed sarcastically as Finn looked down guiltily. "I guess I'll just wait for mom to stop having her temper tantrum so I can come back but until then I honestly couldn't tell you."

"I'm sorry." Finn said quietly. A silence hung between the pair. For all the things that they'd been through, not once had Finn ever apologized for anything and really meant it. In that moment, Georgie saw the Finn that was around in those few rare good moments that they'd had with each other. Like when Georgie had gone to visit just before Christmas one time when she was Nine, and he'd wrapped up his favorite toy in toilet paper and given it to her. Thinking back, Georgie hadn't even liked the toy much, but Finn had known that she didn't have as many toys as he did and she knew that really, it was the thought that counted.

Realizing that they were still stood there in silence, Georgie started to move back out the door but before she did she looked at Finn. " It's too late now," She began. "If it took me being kicked out for you to realize that you're sorry then..." She trailed off shaking her head in disbelief. She turned around and walked out.

Georgie stepped out the house shutting the door behind her, and let out a breath. Finn was giving her more of a headache than she already had. One minute he was saying everything is her own fault, the next he's apologizing for who knows what. Maybe she should have stuck around to listen what he had to say for himself but Georgie was too hungover to deal with all of that at the time. Grabbing her skateboard out of her truck, Georgie made her way back to Santana's, the warm air whipping past her as she sped down the road.

The second she arrived at her house, Georgie jumped off her skateboard and walked straight in. "I'm back!" She called out. When she got no reply, Georgie headed upstairs to try and find the other girl. Music could be heard against the sound of the shower and Georgie could hear Santana's voice singing along to the song. Her voice was raspy but she still managed to sing all the high notes when they came along. Georgie wondered if everyone in Glee Club could sing as well as Santana. Surely not.

Georgie walked into Santana's room and made herself comfortable on the bed that had now been made since this morning, and started to scroll through her phone to entertain herself. When the water turned off and the music stopped playing Georgie looked up to the doorway to the room to see Santana walking in clad in only a black towel.

"You took your time." Georgie drawled casually, reluctantly peeling her eyes away from the water droplets running down the Latinas tan body and looking back down at her phone.

Santana jumped. "Shit Georgie, when did you get back?" She asked with a hand on her heart.

Georgie laughed, glad to have made Santana jump for a change instead of it being the other way around. "About 10 minutes ago. No point hanging about back at home." She shrugged, eyes following Santana around the room as she pulled out fresh clothes to wear for the day.

"Uh do you mind." Santana said awkwardly, indicating she wanted some privacy to get changed. It hadn't even occurred to Georgie that it would have been a problem. She herself was one of those people that would literally strip down in front of anyone, except family, kids and old people of course. Other than those few, she'd never seen the big deal about showing her body to people. Everyone's was pretty much the same and besides, if she'd worked for it to look as good as it did, no way was she just gonna hide it away.

"Nothing I haven't seen before," She winked at Santana, who immediately flushed. Georgie laughed at the girl and got up and walked out the room. She headed back downstairs and sat on the couch that she'd been making out with Puck on the previous night. She silently wondered what had happened between Puck and Finn after she'd left the room. Did they actually get into a fight?

Santana walked down the stairs hair still slightly damp and thrown up into a bun similar to Georgie's and wearing leggings and a hoodie. "Ready?" She asked, looking at Georgie who was sprawled out on one of the couches. "We gotta do this quick because my mom is coming home tonight and she knows I had a party but not a big one so we need to save my ass."

"I love saving ass' " Georgie deadpanned simply, before she got up.

The two spent the next few hours cleaning the house top to bottom. Turns out, having over 60 people in your house who all probably used more than one cup each, was a lot of cups so finding them and picking them all up, plus vacuuming and wiping down sticky surfaces and putting everything that had been moved about back to its home took a hell of a long time. Several times Georgie got distracted by small things, meaning Santana was left to do the majority of the work, and ended up doing things like looking at what alcohol was left and at one-point Santana found her sitting upside down on the couch trying to throw bottle tops into an empty cup. Santana had actually ended up joining her playing that game for a while but eventually they gave up after neither of them being very good at it. When they were finished the two girls collapsed onto the couch, too tired to move any more.

"Hey," Georgie began, getting Santana's attention. "Can I stay here again tonight. I was gonna find somewhere to go today but I haven't had the chance and I-"

"Stop," Santana interrupted her, placing her hand on the other girl's arm. " You can stay here as long as you need. I have no problem with it at all and my mom will be fine with it. Besides you sleep like the dead, like its actually creepy, so I have no problem with sharing." Georgie laughed loudly. She'd been told many times throughout her life that she slept very still. She would go to sleep and wake up in the same position, and she often slept so deeply that a brass band could be playing in the next room and she still wouldn't wake up.

"Thanks. I'll try and find somewhere else as well though, you'll get sick of me soon." Georgie smiled.

"Probably." Santana agreed jokingly. Georgie hit her in the side playfully at the remark. As the two laughed together the sound of someone walking through the door got both of their attention.

"Santana,"A lightly accented voice called. "Are you home?"

"Yeah mom, in here," She called back. A short woman with shoulder length brown hair came into the living room her arms overflowing with bags. "How was your- Oh my God!" The pair of them shot out of their seats to go and take a few bags from the struggling woman. "Did you lie and go on a shopping trip instead of a business meeting in Pennsylvania? "The older woman shook her head and laughed.

"Oh Santana, you should know better than anyone, even when there is a business meeting, there is always time for a shopping trip." They both laughed loudly taking more bags from her arms.

"She is definitely your mom." She whispered to Santana as the other woman went out the room to take off her coat. Santana looked over to Georgie with a smile and laughed.

"Hey mom," Santana called out towards where her mom had wondered off to " This is Georgie, she's staying here for a little while is that alright?"

"Of course!" The older woman replied and she came whizzing back into the room and up to Georgie taking her hand and holding it. "Nice to meet you Georgie, you can stay here as long as you like. It's about time Santana started inviting more friends round." She finished with a wink and a quick squeeze of Georgie's hand before she let go.

"Thank you, Mrs. Lopez-" Georgie started to say before being interrupted.

"Oh no, none of that," She joked cheerily. " You can call me Maribel but I prefer Mari"

Georgie smiled. It was strange to her to see a mom so kind, welcoming and warm. She had never gotten anything like this amount of kindness from her own mom. She'd seen her act this way with Finn but she'd never experienced it herself. "Thank you, Mari." Georgie tried again, this time receiving a warm smile off of the woman.

When her mom had left the room, Santana walked over to where Georgie was sitting deep in thought. She sat down next to her nudging the other girls shoulder lightly. Georgie turned her head and smiled. "Your mom is awesome." Georgie laughed looking at all the shopping bags filled with clothes and shoes scattered around in front of them. Santana smiled at the comment but could see that behind Georgie's laugh was a sad smile.

"Yeah, she's pretty great." Santana replied, not looking away from Georgie.


Ahh this took me so long! I know i said that updates will be slowing down in the last chapter, but they definetly will be now. I already had the first part of this chapter down so I've spent the day writing the second half since I'm ill again :( and yes that is how long it takes me to write. Im a perfectionist okay. I can't wait until Georgie joins the glee club. Oh. Spolier :) You all knew it was going to happen anway surely. But that is going to be so much fun!

As always please review and let me know what you think, it makes me happyyy. -A