Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. That would be Fox, Ryan, Brad and Ian. If I owned it than I would find a way to keep Santana and Brittany at WMSH for a few years longer...

Chapter 9

Quinn and Santana joined their respective partners in the living room. Quinn and Rachel were cuddled firly close on the love seat while Santana and Brittany sat with their legs pressed together on the couch. The four girls ate their pizza in a comfortable silence. Quinn and Santana dug into an extra large meat lovers with extra bacon while Rachel and Brittany happily split a vegetarian with soy cheese. Finally Brittany broke the silence.

"So what are you two doing for the weekend Rache?"

Rachel finished the bite of pizza she had in her mouth before she began to talk. "We are watching Beth for the weekend. Shelby is going to LA so she asked us to take care of her for a few days. Which we are all excited for, right Quinn?" Santana noticed Quinn's eyes light up at the mention of who ever Beth was.

"Definitely looking forward to it. We haven't gotten to spend a whole weekend with her since school started. I know she is just in kindergarten, but she has been so busy this year that we have really only gotten to see her a few hours a week."

Santana glanced to the the two women on the love seat opposite her with an expectant look on her face. "Ok, since nobody feels the need to share with the poor brain damaged latina, who exactly are Beth and Shelby?"

Quinn laughed softly. "Sorry San, we keep forgetting you don't have a program. Beth is my daughter. I got preggers in our sophomore year. I gave her up for adoption to Shelby Corcoran." Quinn turned and faced Rachel, nudging her in the shoulder after a few seconds delay.

"And Shelby is my biological mother. I didn't meet her until right around when she adopted Beth. I was raised by my two gay dads." Santana slowly sat down the slice of pizza she was working on as she thought about the complexity of what the two women had just told her.

"So you have two gay dads and your mom adopted Quinn's baby? Ok that is just way weird and slightly incestuous." Santana said with a smirk. Rachel jumped to her feet and stomped her foot, placing both hands on her hips.

"I'll have you know that there is nothing weird about the fact that Quinn's daughter found a loving home with my biological mother. She has a happy home and now 3 woman in her life that love her like a daughter. Plus the two of you as her loving aunts, who I might add spoil Beth rotten when they see her." With that Rachel stormed out of the room with a determined gait. Santana sat with her mouth hanging open, her eyes following the tiny diva as she marched out of the room. She quickly shifted her eyes to Quinn, who looked nonplussed by her girlfriend storming out.

"Aren't you gonna go after her Quinn?" Quinn shook her head and shrugged her shoulders.

"Nope, you pissed her off not me. And I know better than to chase after a diva storm out anyways. Just give her a few minutes and when she gets back you get to apologize for being a jerk." Santana glanced to her side and saw Brittany nod in agreement and keep eating. Several more minutes passed in silence before Rachel reappeared in the living room and sat back down with Quinn. Santana waited a few seconds before clearing her throat to speak.

"Ummm, look Rachel, sorry about what I said about Beth. And Shelby. And your gay dads. Your family. I had no right. Sorry. Am I always such a bitch to you guys?"

"Yep." Both Quinn and Rachel answered in unison. Santana looked at the two of them rather incredulously and then looked to Brittany who shrugged and nodded her head.

"Why do you guys put up with me then?" Quinn and Rachel exchanged a quick glance before they both smiled and Rachel answered for them both with a sly smile.

"Well you are awful easy on the eyes. And we really like Brittany." Santana looked from the two girls to Brittany who shrugged and added her two cents.

"And you are never really a bitch to me. Plus you are awesome in bed." Brittany tried for several seconds to hide a smile before grinning widely at her wife. Santana blushed slightly and laughed, then turned back to Rachel.

"Fair enough. So am I forgiven Hobbit?" Rachel opened her mouth the respond before quickly glancing to Brittany who was now staring at Santana along with Quinn. Santana looked at each woman, who all shared similar looks of confusion. "What are you three all staring at? You guys are looking at me like I have two heads or something. Whats going on?" Brittany, Quinn and Rachel all exchanged glances before Rachel finally spoke up.

"You called me Hobbit. You have been calling me that since we met in High School." Quinn looked to Britt before she chimed in.

"I doubt it is a coincidence that you just called Rachel a Hobbit. Do you remember something, anything else?" Santana turned towards Rachel with a puzzled look on her face, ignoring what Quinn had just said. She looked at the small brunette intensely for several seconds, so much so that Rachel was starting to feel uncomfortable.

"We didn't meet in High School though Rachel. We met before that. In the park when we were kids. The same park that I met you at Brittany... at least I think it was the same park." Santana turned to look at Britt who had a look of concern on her face, Britt reached forward and put a hand on Santana's knee as she returned her attention to Rachel. "Some boy was picking on you and I beat him up." Rachel looked to Quinn who looked confused, and then Rachel smiled and looked back at Santana.

"She's right. How could I have forgotten about that. You kicked Karofsky so hard in the crotch that he cried for ten minutes until his dad took him home. How do you remember that if I didn't? Do you remember anything else?" Santana shook her head slowly as she tried hard to remember anything else, but she couldn't. She let out a growl and got up quickly off the couch. She locked eyes with Brittany, tears threating to spill from her dark brown eyes.

"No. Fucking no, I don't remember anything else. Why can I remember that and not meeting you Britt? This is so damned unfair." Santana stormed off out of the room toward the master bath, slamming the door shut behind her. Brittany stood up and looked at her two friends, who both looked like they were in slight shock. Quinn stood up and pulled Britt into a hug and whispered quietly into the taller blondes ear.

"Don't worry about us. Go take care of your girl and we will let ourselves out. This is a good thing, that she remembers something at least. Just go be with her, ok?" Brittany nodded to Quinn as she released her from the embrace. Brittany mouthed the word 'thanks' to the two women before she turned and walked down the hallway to the bedroom. She could hear water running in the bathroom, and she was fairly sure she could hear Santana crying over the sound of the water. Brittany knocked on the door and heard the water shut off. She waited several seconds before turning the handle. She was relieved to find that Santana had not locked the door and slowly let herself in.

The sight in front of her nearly broke Brittany's heart. She could see her wife's face in the mirror. Santana was leaning against the counter with tears streaming down her cheeks, practically hyperventilating. Brittany quickly crossed the small distance across the room and wrapped her arms around Santana's waist. The smaller girl leaned back into the tall dancer with so much of her weight that Britt had to shift her feet to support both of them. She held onto Santana as though both of their lives depended on it. Brittany softly whispered into Santana's ear that it was going to be okay, that she would be fine, that things would get better. After a few minutes Santana finally started to calm down, her breathing evening out and her tears slowing to a trickle. She shifted slightly in Brittany's arms so that she was supporting all of her own weight again. She took a deep breath, her voice shaky when she spoke.

"Why do remember that day with Rachel but not the day we met? I want so bad to remember that. Us."

"It's okay San. Quinn is right, if you remembered that about Rachel than it means that everything is still in there. Maybe you are just trying to hard to get stuff about us back. You just have to be patient and it will come back. It's only been a few days. We have a whole lifetime for you to remember if that is what it takes. I love you and I promise that I will wait."

With that Brittany nuzzled her nose against a spot she knew was sensitive behind Santana's ear. The small latina couldn't help but moan softly at the new feeling. She tilted her head to the side instinctively to give Brittany more access the her neck. Brittany took that as an invitation and gently began to kiss and nip at the same spot, her hands drawing light circles over the latina's flat stomach, causing Santana to once again lean most of her weight into Britt as the small girl melted under her wife's expert touch. Santana closed her eyes for a few seconds, letting the sensation of Brittany kissing and sucking on her neck wash over her before she managed to bring herself back to reality long enough to form a sentence.

"Britt... if you are trying to distract me you are doing a great job... but..." Santana was finding it harder and harder to from words as all of the blood in her brain was quickly traveling south. Brittany slowly pulled her lips from her lover's neck, eliciting a tiny involuntary whimper of protest from Santana, and spoke her own voice rather husky.

"To much, to soon?"

"For now yes. Good, I mean like really really good. But a little to fast."

"Okay. How about we just get ready for bed, it's been a long day and I bet you are tired."

"I am. And thank you Brittany. I know I keep thanking you, but I feel like I have to. You really are amazing."

"Well I think you are really amazing too San. And totally worth it. I love you. And I meant what I said earlier."

"About what Britt?"

"You are awesome in bed." And with that Brittany took one last nip at Santana's neck and left her wife staring at her own reflection, slightly dumbfounded.