77 hours I have to wait before I get to see Rachel again, and I am impatiently waiting for a fucking Monday. I mean who the fuck likes Mondays.

As I get ready to leave work, Dani catches my attention.

" I was wondering if you are not doing anything this weekend, maybe we can see a movie."

"As fun as that sounds, I have Jade on the weekends, and I like spending as much time as possible with her, but maybe sometime next week."

After the divorce, I got custody of Jade every weekend, which I don't completely despise seeing that I don't work on the weekends, and I can dedicate all my time to her.

Before I can successfully leave the building, Blaine calls me into his office.

"Before you say anything I want to point out I have been on time every day this week."

"Good, to know but that's not why I called you in here. As you know, you have been clocking in a lot of overtime this week as a fact checker."

After the whole Jesse fiasco earlier this week, Blaine decided it was best to make me work overtime as a fact checker and kept me as far away as possible with anything that had to do with the arts. He confined me to the political sector of the newspaper.

"Ok, what's up?"

"I just wanted to hand you, your check for this week in person, and thank you again for quickly resolving the Jesse issue."

"Don't mean to be rude but it that is all I need to get home before my daughter arrives."

"Yes, of course, you may leave."

I leave his office thankful that he didn't waste much time. The last stop I make is at the bank, where I deposit my check, and for the first time I was excited because overtime was paying off, I mean my check was bigger than ever.

I get to my apartment, I look at my clock, and it's only 5, that means I have a half an hour before Sugar drops off Jade.

I take a shower, and as I am putting on my boxers my stomach growls. I quickly get changed, and head for the fridge and all I find is some is lettuce and water, which isn't appetizing. So I do what I always do in this situations, I go next door.

Luckily the balcony door was open and as I was sliding the door open, and the smell was divine. Brittany made a classic steak dinner.

And as much as I wanted to sink my teeth into that juicy looking meat. I need to ask what was wrong; Brittany only made steak and mash potatoes when she was upset or mad. It was Brittany's comfort food since she began to cook as a teen.

She spoke first, "Oh, hey San I didn't hear you come in."

"Hey, Britt what's up? We all know that steak means-"

That's when my body betrayed me and my stomach growled again.

That's when Brittany starting piling food on two plates

"Let's go to your apartment and talk, just in case Sugar decides to arrive earlier."

I followed her into my apartment which isn't as messy as it usually is since Quinn cleaned earlier this week.

As Brittany set the table, I got us some cups and poured us a bit of my favorite boxed wine.

"Ok Britt, so what has you feeling down?" I ask before taking a stuffing my mouth with some delicious mash potatoes and starting cutting into my steak.

"Quinn has been avoiding the baby talk, and I'm starting to question if she even wants kids. Every time I bring it up, she keeps changing topics. We agreed that after she finished law school that we would start trying, San its been two years."

I take a sip of the wine washing down some of what I ate.

"Britt we both know Quinn would have told you if she didn't want kids if there is one thing she is, it's brutally honest, and I mean maybe - I don't know maybe she just wants to secure her position at the firm before starting a family."

"Her dad is one of the owners; I'm pretty sure her job security isn't the issue."

"Yeah and Quinn has been working hard to prove that she isn't just the owners daughter, you know how she is, she takes pride in her work. What's the rush anyway you guys are still young? I mean you aren't even 30."

I don't see why Brittany is stressing so much about the baby thing, I mean Quinn has always shown interest in having kids, and so she wants to focus on her career a bit more. I don't see anything wrong with that, but then again I have Jade.

"I don't know San, it just she keeps avoiding the topic and it worries me, especially lately she has been acting all weird."

"Britt, just talk to her I bet there is nothing you should worry about."

"I guess, you're right."

"Yes, I am." except when I am not.

"How about you anything new going on with you?"

I swallow down my mash potatoes before I begin to talk.

"I met an Angel" Just thinking about Rachel makes me all giddy like a schoolgirl.

"This woman has a smile so sweet, her face is that of a goddess, she is caring, she is beautiful in every sense of the way."

"Have you asked her out?"

"That's the problem she is dating someone."

"Santana please tell me you are not going to pursue a taken woman."

"Brittany, you know me better than that, I'm not going to break up her relationship, but that doesn't mean I can't dream."

"Okay good, but what about that Dani chick that started working with you. Didn't you guys have like hit it off or whatever."

"Dani is smart, chill, and fun, but I just don't-" I am cut off by the knocking on my door. That's probably Sugar.

I open the door and before I can get even say hi, I hear.

"Where's my check?" What did I ever see in her I don't know? I give Jade a quick hug before sending her Britt's way.

"Princesa say hi to Aunt Britt" I go to my room and get my checkbook.

By the time, I am out of the room both Sugar and Jade are in the kitchen. I hand over the check, and she kisses Jade. "Jade behave for Mami" and with that, she leaves. I follow her out to close the door.

"Princesa, comiste?"

"Si"

Jade walks out the kitchen and into the living to watch some cartoons

"Ok, let me finish talking to Aunt Britt, I'll be back" I just get a hum in response. I go to the kitchen and find that all the mash potatoes from my plate are missing. That was probably Jade.

"So what's wrong with Dani?"

"Uh, oh um Dani is great, but she is not Rachel" I say remembering where our conversation left off.

"Rachel?"

"Rachel is the name of the most beautiful woman in the world."

"Two weeks ago you said that was Zoe Saldana."

"I was wrong, plus I don't have a chance with Zoe, but Rachel-"

"Taken remember. Is she even gay?"

"Britt let me have dreams and aspirations."

"Okay, so I assume that's a no."

"Stop ruining my dreams."

I hate when Brittany is the voice of reason.

After that, we changed the topic and talk for a little while longer before Britt heads back to her apartment to make something for dinner for Quinn.

I can't help but be jealous sometimes they have been married for almost a decade. They got married at 19 despite everyone telling them not to, and here almost ten years later still happy, that's why I trust everything with the baby situation is going to be okay.

I check on Jade, who has her eyes glued to the TV.

"Mami"

"yes."

"Mami, can we go to the zoo."

"Sure" It's not often Jade ask to go out anywhere other than the park.

Saturday was a nightmare; the Zoo was overcrowded all the animals were hiding. After spending the whole day at the Bronx Zoo, Jade fell asleep in the car on our way home. Sunday was more relaxed I helped Jade with her homework. We baked a cake, well Jade and Quinn baked while I and Brittany watched and later enjoyed the fruits of their labor.

For the first time Sunday turned out to be a bittersweet moment. Usually, I was sad because Sugar picks up Jade and I don't get to see her until next Friday, unless sugar has a date or some "work Function", and drops her off last minute. But it was Sunday that which meant that in less than 24 hours I was going to see Rachel and I was anxious.

I feel asleep anxiously waiting for tomorrow to come so that I can see Rachel.

Work was uneventful; I had my lunch break with Dani. I texted Kurt to make sure I had the right address, and that she was going to be there.

I was staring at the clock waiting for it to say 5, and when it did, I bounced. I stopped by the flower shop got a bouquet of these nice mixed flowers and the only one I can identify are the red roses. I put the address on the GPS and went on my way.

I got to the driveway and parked my car.

It took me like five minutes to compose myself; I haven't been this nervous in a long time. Not to mention I'm going to my boss' house.

I get out the car and knock on the door. I was expecting Kurt to open the door, but instead, a curvy dark woman opened the door, she looked annoyed.

"Did Jesse send you?"

Why would Jesse send now I'm confused.

"Um, no Kurt said I could come over today."

"Stay here" She closes the door, leaving me outside.

I see Kurt, and he looks upset.

"Santana, look now isn't a good time."

"Is she not here? Is she ok?"

"She is ok, don't you know what happened?."

Was I supposed to know what happened.

"I don't know what am I supposed to know. Please Kurt, let me give her the flowers, I have been counting the hours to see her again."

He opened the door enough space to let me in.

"Follow me, and what happened to a chance counter, flowers doesn't exactly help sell that this was unplanned."

There no point in hiding my feelings at this point.

"I like Rachel"

He gave me a small smile, and I hope that's his way of saying he approves.

When I see finally see her, I don't like what I see. She is sad and was crying. All I want to do is go out and find who the hell will dare hurt her. My Angel.

She was sitting next the dark woman, and like always her hair in a bun in a she was wearing an over-sized jacket and a white blouse and high-waisted pants, and she looked amazing.

I was about to hand her the flowers when she began to talk.

"I think I should leave." she murmured. She was drying her tears getting up, ready to leave, but in her current emotional state, it's best if she stayed calm.

"No, I'm the one that should leave, ah um, I was around town, and I stopped by to um, say hi, yeah these are for you." I said lamely. I kept staring at the flower in my hand. I was afraid to look anywhere else the other woman kept glaring at me.

"You know Ms. Lopez, you are a terrible liar."

"I don't think that's a bad thing. I want to take this opportunity to apologize for what happened with the article. I never meant to offend you. Nor have you dislike me, and I'm sorry about writing those things about your boyfriend, Jesse-"

"Santana could you help. I need you in the kitchen."

I look at him "sure."

"Why would you bring him up?'

"Who? Jesse"

"Yes, that asshole, haven't you read they broke up after they photographed him and some model half his age."

All I heard was that she was no longer a taken woman.

"So she is single?"

He nods his head, and I contained the smile that crept its way on my face.

"Stop smiling."

"I can't stop smiling this is the best news; I have heard all day, Thank you."

I hugged him and he just gave a weird look.

"Here" he gave me a tray with glasses while he carried the wine.

When we came back the living room, Rachel was frantic. I quickly set the tray down and went over to her.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Noah is in jail."

"Let's calm down." Not the right thing to say, because she replaced worry with anger.

"Don't tell me to calm down, when my baby is in jail."

"Sorry, but you need to keep cool, you being nervous and acting all unstable isn't going to help anyone."

I seemed to have gotten through to her, as she seemed more relaxed than she was.

"Kurt call me a cab please."

"Let me take you" she seems reluctant "I can get us there quicker, you don't have to wait for the taxi" That seemed to have convinced her.

Before we left, Kurt pulled me aside "be careful please."

"Where is he being held."

"At the 6th precinct."

I wanted to distract her; I could only imagine what is she thinking right now. Maybe if I talk to her, I could get her mind off things just for awhile.

"How old is your son?"

"18."

"Sometimes I wish kids could just be born being mature you know? Like giraffes, they are born and most of them walk right after birth and they can communicate. Maybe the same should happen with kids; maybe they should be born with mature, and like ready for college. Superprecocial humans, wouldn't that be great."

"And miss out on their first steps, first words, no thank you, that the greatest part of parenthood."

This time, it is me that becomes silent. I don't know why but it hurts hearing her say that, and she seemed to notice, my facial expression must have given it away.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah"

"I thought we already established you were a bad liar."

"Yeah, um, no its just what you said about parenthood- I don't- I missed my daughter's first steps and words, and I don't know why but hearing you say that's the best part of parenthood kind of stung."

"Why?"

"It just stings-"

"No, why did you miss her first steps and words? I'm sorry for asking it's none of my business-"

She is cute when she rambles.

"I got divorced when Jade, my daughter, was a few months old, and I got custody of her on the weekends only, so its seems My daughter's first always happen on the weekdays. So I guess I missed out on her biggest moments and the best of parenthood. We're here. "

I found parking at the end of the street. We walked down the block.

Before we entered the precinct. Rachel turned to me "The joys of parenthood are more than the first words and steps."

We entered the police station. I followed Rachel to the desk.

"How can I help you, Ma'am?"

"My son is in here his name is Noah Hudson-Berry."

"One moment, please have seat we will be with you shortly."

About an hour passes, and Rachel is growing in impatient. I brought her some water and almonds from the vending machine. to hopefully distract her a bit more.

"Excuse me, can you please give me some information about my son."

"Sure, he is a criminal now lady please go sit down."

If it were legal, I would totally kick his donut eating ass. But right now I have to calm Rachel down if looks could kill the desk guy would be dead.

Thank God, that Quinn arrives a few moments later.

"Hey, Quinn thanks for coming, Quinn this is Rachel, and Rachel this is my best friend who is also one of best criminal lawyers Quinn Fabray."

"It is nice to meet you" Rachel extends her hand, and after a brief introduction and explanation.

Quinn talks to the desk and after throwing around a lot of legal terms. She is escorted to the back.

She tells us she will be back soon before she heads to the back.

"Thank you, I didn't even think of getting a lawyer."

"No problem, think of this as a sign. The universe is telling you I make things better. I was unexpectedly put in your path to make today a better day."

She gave me a smile, and that made my heart beat faster.

"Sure, because you were just dropping by Kurt's house, with flowers addressed to me."

"You know I could have just been asking Kurt to deliver them to you."

"Sure" I like this relaxed Rachel, I don't ever want to see her sad again.

"You know you choose me to bring you here because you had a good feeling about me."

"No you were my only option."

"Lie, you could have called a cab" she didn't respond, and I smirked.

"You can always thank me, by letting me take you on a date."

Okay, maybe it's a little soon but when am I going to have another chance to ask her.

"Why would I go on a date with you?"

"For one, I like you" I see a small blush. "Two, once you get to know me you will find that I am irresistible. Three, what you don't know is that you are my future wife, and technically I'm asking for a second date and you don't even know it."

"First, I highly doubt you are irresistible. Second, future ex-wife maybe, and third we have not been on a date."

"Sure we have, I'm counting this as our first date. I picked you up somewhere and took you to another location. We talked, we ate, and we listened to music, all that is missing is the goodnight kiss and you agreeing to a second date. Which I think is likely when you agreed to marry me, even though I'm disappointed you are already planning our divorce."

"That's not what I meant" Aww I got her flustered, and blushing. She is cute.

That's when I saw Quinn next and a teen with a mohawk, who believe is Noah.

"Thank You, So much Quinn. How much do I owe you?"

"Nothing, I should tell you his license got suspended he was driving under the influence. Other than his license he has to do a few hours of community service."

As soon as Quinn said Driving under the influence, Rachel was furious but more disappointed than anything.

"My work here is done, San I'll see you at home, it was a pleasure meeting you Miss Berry here is my card in case you ever need anything, and Noah stay out of trouble. Oh and the car is at the impound you can go pick it up tomorrow."

Noah nodded to acknowledge Quinn he had been quiet this whole time.

After Quinn had left, I turn to Rachel, who was scolding her son.

"Come on let me take you home."

"No it's fine really, we can take a cab."

"No, come on."

Rachel gave me the address to her apartment building and

The car ride was a bit awkward, everyone was quiet, and the silence made me uncomfortable.

And I was grateful when we finally arrived. The building is huge, and if the lobby was any indicator this was a very exclusive and elite building. I get out of the car and walk Rachel to her door.

"Noah, head upstairs."

"Thank you for everything Santana, I owe you."

"How about you repay me with just one date, and if you don't have a good time, I will leave you alone."

She doesn't say anything. Instead, she writes something down on a piece of paper.

"Here is my number, don't make me regret it."

I just became the luckiest woman alive; I try to contain my joy.

"You won't I promise, see you around future wifey" I kiss her cheek and leave before she can object.