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Chapter Ten: Meet the family Part One

Brittany's POV:

As soon as my eyes fluttered open I was met with the most perfect sight ever. Rays of sunlight filtered through the open curtains in the room highlighting her beauty. I took note of every small movement she made, her slow steady even breathing and the warmth that she provided being so close to me. In the night she must have turned around because instead of her back facing me her front was. I still had my arm wrapped around her waist and she had her head rested on my shoulder.

You so wish you could wake up every day like this! My internal voice reared its ugly unhelpful head for the first time today. Maybe, I internally shrugged. Somebody has a little girl crush! I don't have a crush. Sure I'll admit that she is really pretty and funny and cute and awesome but that doesn't mean I fancy her. Dear, dear sweet innocent Brittany how long is it gonna take for you to realise that you're into the female of the species? I'm not a lesbian. I didn't say that specifically. I just mean you have to admit you feel something for Santana, something deeper than friendship.

That got me thinking about the way I really do feel about her. I know I haven't known her that long but that doesn't change the fact that I feel like we've known each other for ages. Talking to her, just being with her, seems so simple and easy and I don't know how to explain that. I really like her but does that mean I like like her? Is there some connection between us deeper than merely platonic love? Could I see myself dating her? Do I want to date again? Am I even ready to be in a relationship with someone?

So many questions were running around my head that it was near impossible to have an attempt at answering any of them. All I knew was that Santana at the moment needed a friend what with everything she seemed to be going through and I was willing to do anything that she needed me to, to get her through a tough time. I had been through enough hard crap in my life to know that it was so much easier to get through things with somebody by your side. My mom is that person for me and I am going to be that person for Santana.

I tucked a stray piece of hair behind Santana's ear which made a small smile appear on the brunettes face. Instead of pulling my hand away I gently stroked her cheeks with my fingers. If somebody was watching it would probably look a bit weird what I was doing but I couldn't help myself and her facial expressions were making it even more enticing. I felt like I wanted to feel as close to her as psychically possible, but I didn't want to analyse that too much. My fingers continued their trail of her face, her nose scrunched up as my finger hovered over her lip-

Why don't you just kiss her I'm sure that will wake her up. My internal voice stopped my actions. I'm not going to do that. Afraid that she wouldn't reciprocate the kiss? My internal voice challenged. No I don't want to kiss her in the first place so that won't be much of a problem. You keep telling yourself that sugarplum. Okay, since when did you start calling me sugarplum? What can I say I like to mix it up a bit. If my internal voice was in physical form it probably would have been shrugging nonchantly right about now.

I took my hand away from her face as my internal voice shut up. I knew I should probably be getting up as Amy was sure to be awake any minute and I would need to make her breakfast. Also I guessed as soon as my mom saw Santana she would barrel me with questions of who she is and what she was doing here. My mom was very inquisitive or as I liked to say just plain nosy.

However with that said I didn't want to move, so I didn't. I spent a few minutes watching Santana sleep and smiled every time she made a cute noise. I looked at the clock on the coffee table and saw it was nearly eight. I sighed, closed my eyes and pulled Santana closer against me. Being this close to her I could smell her perfume – a mixture of coconut and vanilla – I took a deep breath and inhaled the heavenly scent. I probably wouldn't have dared act like this if she was awake but she was asleep and being close to her just felt...right.

You guys would make a great couple my internal voice said. Seriously will you ever just leave me alone?! No. You should really listen me you might actually learn something. What could I possibly learn from you? A whole lot sister! Okay so now you're talking all weird again for no reason. I know what your game plan is, I swear the voice started to sound sinister now; it was kinda creepy to be honest. What are you talking about? You Miss Pierce are trying to change the subject away from matters concerning you and the chick with the banging body. Okay so first of all don't talk about Santana like that. She is not a piece of meat and frankly you are being just plain rude. Secondly, your comments really aren't helpful. Finally Santana and I becoming a couple will never happen. It's impossible. For starters no way in hell am I gay and neither is she. So can you just drop it? Okay, but only for now.

I lay there for a few moments until a voice made me almost jump out of my skin.

"I see we have a guest this morning," My mom said she was standing with a cup of coffee in her hand smiling at me.

How am I going to explain this? I thought.

Mama Pierce POV:

I had been watching Brittany for a good five minutes. She was right up against the brunette who was sound asleep and she looked so happy. I couldn't understand how the brunette woman hadn't woken up when Brittany started to trace her features but she seemed to be in a peaceful sleep. I didn't want to interrupt but Amy would be waking up soon and as I hadn't seen Brittany's girlfriend (they seemed awful couply) before I doubted Amy had seen her. I guessed that Brittany wouldn't Amy to find out this way.

I have to say that Brittany's face was comical when I finally made my presence known. She nearly fell off the back of the sofa and her skin had turned bright red. I didn't understand why she looked so scared though. Maybe she was worried that I wouldn't want her to date a woman or that I had found her and the brunette snuggled up on the couch.

"G-good morning mom," Brittany stuttered as she made some space between her and the brunette which proved to be difficult as the sofa wasn't particularly big.

"I just made some coffee would you and your girlfriend like some?"I wanted to know how she would react to my words to see if my assumptions were true.

"She's not my girlfriend!"Brittany screamed. The loud noise was heard by the brunette and she started to wake up. I watched as she reached out for Brittany as she started to fall of the sofa. Brittany wasn't quick enough so the brunette ended up on the floor with a loud 'thud'.

"Shit the floor is hard," The brunette cursed as she wiped away the sleep from her eyes. She hadn't noticed me yet and I didn't say anything as Brittany hurried of the sofa and sat next to the brunette.

"I'm so sorry Santana! Are you okay? Do you need an ice pack? Or I could make you some breakfast," Brittany rambled on and 'Santana' chuckled.

"I'm fine Brittany. Although breakfast sounds great," Santana was smiling at Brittany who mirrored her actions. I felt like a gooseberry in that moment as they looked into each other's eyes. I knew that they were in love even if they didn't quite know it yet.

It wasn't until then that I noticed what Santana was wearing. Her attire was well she wasn't really wearing that much clothing at all. To be honest she looked like a stripper. Where the hell did Brittany meet her? However I wasn't one to judge and Santana seemed to have quite the effect on my daughter.

"Aren't you going to introduce me Brittany?" I smirked as Santana looked like a deer caught in headlights as she looked at me. She reached for the blanket to cover herself up and kept her eyes trained on the floor.

"Mom this is Santana my friend. Santana this is my mom," Brittany looked between the two women as she spoke.

There was a short silence in which I studied Santana. She was undeniably pretty, but the slight wrinkle around her eyes told revealed that she had had a tough life for one so young. Santana seemed to be the same age as Brittany.

"It's nice to meet you Santana. May I ask how you two met?"I stuck my hand out for the brunette to shake which she did although she avoided eye contact with me.

"We met at the park a little while ago, your daughter saved my dog," Santana was standing now as she shifted from foot to foot nervously. "Brittany's a hero," Brittany blushed at Santana's words.

I hummed in agreement.

"I think I should go," Santana said as she looked at Brittany and made her way to the door.

Brittany grabbed Santana's hand stopping her in her tracks "Please don't go! Can't you stay for breakfast?"Brittany gave her the infamous Pierce pout and puppy dog eyes which were literally impossible to resist.

"Okay, I guess I can stay for breakfast," Santana smiled as Brittany squealed and pulled her into a hug.

All of three of us turned around when we heard a little voice speak.

Amy's POV:

I could hear people talking in the other room as I woke up so I decided to get up and see what all of the noise was, as it wasn't usually noisy on a Saturday morning. I walked out of my bedroom and into the living room. I saw my mom and Mama Pierce. But there was another woman there and she was hugging my mom.

"Who are you? Are you a friend of mommy's?"My mom and the brunette stopped hugging as soon as they heard me speak and all three adults turned to look at me.

Nobody was asking my question so I spoke again "If you're mommy's friend would you like to be mine?" I asked shyly looking up at the unknown woman.

Santana's POV:

This little girl looks exactly like Brittany. Maybe they're sisters. Yeah they're sisters. I mean if Brittany had a daughter she would have told me right? Although the little girl did just call Brittany mom so maybe they aren't sisters.

"I'm Santana and I'd love to be your friend too," I said as I bent down so I was at eye level with the girl.

"Yay!"The little girl came rushing towards me and threw her little arms around me, enveloping me in a tight embrace. I hesitantly placed my arms around her and hugged her back. I didn't exactly like children but this kid was just simply adorable, just like her mom.

"Can take Amy into the kitchen please?"Brittany asked her mom who nodded.

"Let's go Amy," Brittany's mom said as the little girl waved at me with a smile before following her grandma to the kitchen.

I turned to look at Brittany and crossed my arms with my eyebrow raised. I don't like it when people don't tell me major things about themselves. I thought Brittany and I were friends, yet she didn't want to tell me she has a daughter. None of it made any sense.

"I think we need to talk," Brittany said.

I nodded "I think we do."

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