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Chapter 9

Quinn heard Santana murmer beside her and she knew her girlfriend was waking up, she could hear the others talking quietly outside the tent.

"I have to Pee" the latina grumbled, her eyes still closed.

"Goodmorning to you too" Quinn chuckled. She sat up and unzipped the tent when she noticed Olivia's shadow. The young girl crawls into the tent still in her pajamas, immediately snuggling into Quinn.

"I really have to pee"

"Well then go" Quinn tells her girlfriend, rolling her eyes. She moved herself and Olivia out of the way as Santana clambers out of the tent.

"Nice bed-head Lopez" she hears Puck call out, laughing at the spanish curse that is spat back at him.

"Am I in trouble?" Olivia asks. Quinn repositions herself so that she is sitting in front of Olivia.

"Why would you be in trouble baby?" Quinn looks concerned.

"For calling you mommy" the child whispers, looking down. Quinn puts her finger under Olivia's chin and gently lifts her head.

"You're definately not in trouble. If you want to call me your mommy then I'll be a really proud mommy" Quinn tells her, kissing the tip of her nose.

"What about Santana?" Olivia asks and Quinn smiles. "She can't have the same name as you"

"Hmm well Santana calls her mom, mami but you don't have to call her that if you don't want to" Quinn tells her.

"Will Santana get mad?"

"Do you want to call her mami?" Quinn grins when Olivia nods, "Well I know for a fact that she would love it if you did and she will most certainly not get mad"

"Do you swear?" Olivia asks cutely.

"I swear".

Santana sighed as she entered the house, work had been hell. Jacob had decided to apply for a job at the record store and to Santana's horror she had gotten it. Four hours in the same room with Jacob had been hell for her. She walks into the living room to find Rachel and Olivia having some sort of stand-off.

"Berry, what are you doing here?" she asks.

"Quinn had to go out, she said it was important and asked me to look after Olivia" Santana felt confused, what would be so important that she needed to call Berry? And why hadn't she called?

"Oh ok" Santana notices that Olivia is avoiding eye contact. She checks her watch and frowns. "It's after eight, why isn't she in bed?"

"She refused" Rachel said and Santana realised that the diva looked worn out. "I'll leave you to it"

"Thanks Rachel" Rachel looks shocked at Santana calling her by her first name but nods and smiles before leaving the house. Santana waits until she hears the door close before turning to Olivia.

"Why didn't you go to bed?" she asks, keeping her face neutral.

"I didn't wanna" Olivia whines causing the latina to raise an eyebrow.

"You know the rules, bedtime is eight o'clock Olivia so let's go" Santana says firmly, shocked when the girl shakes her head. Olivia had never disobeyed her so openly before. "Now Olivia" she demands.

"No" the girl mutters.

"Excuse me? You don't say no to me young lady!" Santana cringes at how much she sounds like her mother but she knows she has to stand her ground. She steps forward, stopping when Olivia bursts into tears.

"Please mami" Santana's anger instantly disappears at the distress in Olivia's voice. She picks her up and holds her close as the young girl sobs into her neck.

"What's wrong pretty girl?" she asks gently, sitting on the couch with the girl still in her arms. "Shh it's ok, mami's got you" she coos. "Tell me why you're upset"

"If I go to sleep, bad things will happen" Olivia chokes out.

"I thought the bad dreams stopped, did you have any when we were camping?" she asks.

"No, please don't make me go to sleep, daddy will hurt me" the latina feels her blood turn cold, "I don't want him to hit me again" she wails. Santana swallows the lump that is in her throat.

"Sweetheart, your daddy's in heaven, he can't hurt you"

"He does when I'm asleep" Santana tightens her hold on Olivia.

"Did he ever hurt you before he went to heaven?" she enquires gently, feeling her heart break when the child nods.

"I'm not supposed to tell Quinn" Olivia tells her, fresh tears rolling down her face.

Quinn smiles as she entered the livingroom to find Olivia fast asleep on top of Santana. Her smile fades when she notices the grim look on her girlfriend's face. Santana eases herself out from under Olivia and signals for Quinn to follow her into the kitchen.

"How come she's not in bed?" Quinn asks, sitting down at the table across from Santana.

"She was too scared to go to sleep, she cried herself out about an hour ago" Santana tells her girlfriend, wondering how on earth she was going to tell her the full story.

"The nightmares are back huh?" the blonde says and Santana nods. "What's going on? You look terrified"

"Your father was an alcoholic wasn't he?" Quinn nods, unsure of where this was going. "And he hurt you sometimes?"

"Alot, he was a violent drunk plus I took alot of it so that he wouldn't hurt Olivia"Quinn murmers. She looks at Santana and she instantly read it on her girlfriend's face. "No, no please tell me he didn't"

"That's what the nightmares have been about, she said she wasn't supposed to tell you" Santana tells her sadly.

"It's my fault, I was supposed to protect her" Quinn chokes out. Santana grabs her hand.

"Hey! Look at me" Santana waits until Quinn's eyes meet hers, "This is not your fault and I never want to hear you say that again. Any kid would be lucky to have you as a sister or as a mother" she tells the blonde sincerely. "We're going to deal with this, we'll help Olivia through this. He's gone and no-one will ever lay a finger on either of you again, I promise you" Quinn nods, tears falling down her face as Santana walks around the table to her. She sits there, allowing the latina to hold her.