Chapter 4

I was stood with Quinn on the sidelines of the elementary schools sports field freezing our asses off. Honestly, who has a freaking sports day in the middle of November?

'It is so fucking cold.' I hissed at Quinn as I pulled my arms tighter around myself.

'I know.' Quinn replied as she fished around in her bag for a coffee flask before handing it to me. 'Here, drink this.'

I took the flask and thanked Quinn. That girl was such a god send sometimes. I opened the lid and took a huge gulp of the warm liquid from the flask. Only it wasn't warm. Or coffee.

'Jesus fucking Christ!' I screeched as I spat it out. 'What the fuck is that Quinn?'

'Vodka soda, light on the soda.' Quinn replied nonchalantly as she took her own flask out and drank from it. 'What? Don't judge me, Santana, you've never been to one of these things before. There are only so many jump rope races a woman can take.'

'I worry about you sometimes.' I said as I sipped from my flask anyway. If Quinn was drinking then I may as well be.

The races hadn't started yet so parents were still arriving and finding spots to get the best view of their kids. A lot of them had coffee flasks too. I wondered if they had thought of Quinn's idea as well.

'Oh, look look look!' I hissed at Quinn as I nudged her in the side. 'It's Tina!'

The two of us looked over to the other side of the field and watched Tina push a stroller along the grass, greeting other mother's as she passed them.

'Three year old in a stroller, ridiculous.' Quinn began her muttering. 'And see all those women she's talking to? That's the mom's brigade.'

'The mom's brigade?' I asked her while trying not to laugh.

'The mom's brigade. It's a group of stay at home mom's whose mission in life is to make all other mom's feel like failures. They're on the PTA and they help out in class and on trips. They're the mom's that bake muffins from scratch for their kid's class on their birthday. They keep in touch with each other through their blogs where they post pictures of their sewing projects and colour coordinated plates.'

'You're lying.' I laughed at Quinn. There was no way she was telling the truth. Who has time for colour coordinated plates?

'I'm being deadly serious, Santana.' Quinn said as she looked at me completely dead pan.

'Well why aren't we on the mom's brigade?' I teased her.

'Are you kidding me? I was a teen mom and you're a divorced lesbian.'

'Separated.' I corrected her.

'Same thing. See that one there in the purple parka? That's Sugar Motta.' Quinn told me while she pointed across the field.

'Oh my god, seriously?' I gasped as I tried to get a better look.

'Well look who we have here, if it isn't Thelma and Louise with PMS.'

'Can it, Kurt, I'm showing Santana the mom's brigade.' Quinn shot back as Kurt joined us.

'You haven't seen them yet?' Kurt look at me shocked. 'I expected more from you, Satan. Oh look, there's Brittany.'

Kurt pointed over to a tall blonde figure stood next to Tina and the mom's brigade. She was talking to a tall brunette and laughed at something that she said. Brittany was friends with the mom's brigade? Oh, this was far too good.

'Who's that one she's talking to, Q?' I asked Quinn and I took another chug of my 'coffee'.

'I don't know, I don't recognise her. She must be new. Any ideas Kurt?' Quinn replied as she sipped at her own flask.

'Hmm, no, she must be new.' Kurt said hurriedly. 'Oh, the kids are coming out! Amelia, Daddy's over here!'

I looked over to the procession of kids arriving on the field. I grinned at Natalia and waved at her as she noticed me and waved back with a huge smile. She was walking with Sophia, who was jazz squaring her way towards her position, and Amelia, the object of Kurt's affections. Amelia-Rose Anderson was born a few months before Natalia and I don't think that I've ever seen Kurt and Blaine so happy before. I was surprised that they hadn't tried for another one yet but I suppose they had other things on their mind.

'The egg and spoon race is first. Come on, I want to get a good view of Carter beating everyone.' Quinn said as she pulled us to the front.

An hour and a half later and two flasks down, Quinn and I were really enjoying sports day. Natalia had won the jump rope competition, a very proud moment for me, and now we were on the final race of the day to determine the overall champion. Among the ten kids in the final was Carter Puckerman. And who else? Zach Cohen Chang.

'Come on Zach!'

'Carter, put some effort into it!'

Kurt and I laughed as we listened to Tina and Quinn cheering their kids on.

'Hurry Zach, he's pulling ahead!'

'That's it Carter, keep going!'

'Well done Zach, keep catching up!'

'Go Carter, go!'

'ZACH, ZACH, ZACH!'

'DO IT CARTER, DO ITTTTT!'

The whistle sounded and I jumped into the air with Quinn. It wasn't by choice. She had a death grip on my hand.

'YESSSSS, CARTER! THAT'S MY BOY!' Quinn waved her arms in the air while she shrieked about her victory over Tina.

'Take that flask off her now.' Kurt told me firmly.

I laughed and looked for Natalia. She was talking to Brittany and the woman she was with earlier. Talia seemed very relaxed with her. I wondered if she'd met her before. I turned round to find Quinn in an impromptu photo shoot with Carter and his trophy. Kurt was congratulating Amelia on her sack race win.

'Mama!'

I looked over to see Talia running towards me with her arms outstretched. I picked her up when she reached me and spun her round.

'Well done, baby. I'm so proud of you.' I told her as I kissed her cheek.

'Thanks, mama. Mommy says she is proud too.' Talia told me as she hugged me. I looked in Brittany's direction to see that she was still talking to the brunette from earlier.

'Talia, who's that mommy is talking to?' I asked her as I put her down and knelt to her level.

'That's mommy's friend, Louise. She's really nice. I play Barbie's with her.' Natalia told me gleefully.

'That sounds fun. How many times have you seen her?' I pried.

'Three I think. Me and mommy went to Breadstix with her last night. I had pasta and two ice creams.' Talia told me excitedly. I saw red. Friend my ass. So Brittany had a girlfriend and she'd introduced her to our daughter without telling me first and now she wanted to divorce me? We'll see about that.

'Let's go talk to mommy, Talia.' I said as I led her over to Brittany and Louise.

'Hey, San.' Brittany said with a small wave.

'Hey, Brittany. I wanted to talk to you.' I replied calmly.

'Yeah, me too. Have you signed them yet?' she asked me as she tried to read my facial expression.

'No I haven't, actually. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. Do you have time tomorrow?' I asked, keeping my voice cool and collected. It was difficult for both of us to try and hold a normal conversation with each other.

'I suppose. Come round at two before I go to work.' Brittany replied, just as calmly.

'Cool.' I eyed Louise warily. She was stunning, there was no doubt about it. Long brown hair, brilliant green eyes and the best nose I had ever seen. Sixteenth birthday present.

'Oh, this is Louise.' Brittany said as she introduced us. 'Louise, this is Santana.'

'It's nice to meet you Santana, I've heard a lot about you.' Louise smiled as she stuck her hand out towards me.

'I'm sure you have.' I retorted as I looked her up and down and ignored her hand. 'I'll see you tomorrow, Britt. Come on, Talia.'

I smirked to myself as I walked away. Louise wasn't going to be causing me trouble anytime soon. Brittany was crazy if she thought I was going to let her- wait, what? Why am I so jealous? I'm not in love with Brittany anymore, why does it matter if she has a girlfriend?

'What are you looking so confused about?' Quinn asked me when I was back next to her.

'Nothing, I'm just can't comprehend how talented Carter is.' I lied.

'Good. Now come on, I want to write loser in the condensation on the windows of Tina's minivan,' Quinn smirked as she grabbed my wrist.