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I forgot to mention, there was a small time jump of a few months before the last chapter. It's now near the end of Quinn and Santana's junior year.
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Chapter 10
Santana busies herself in the kitchen while Quinn speaks to Olivia, feeling anger course through at the thought of the three year old being left on her own. Who in their right mind would leave their child alone in the house at such a young age she thinks to herself. She scoffs at herself, of course nobody in their right mind would but a mindless drunk who had no interest in her children, would. She plates up the chocolate chip pancakes, Olivia's favourite, and places all three plates on the table. The Latina wanders back into the livingroom, leaning against the doorframe and watching the two sisters interact, Olivia sitting on Quinn's knee and snuggling into her chest.
"Are you sure Mommy wasn't in the house? Was she maybe in the bathroom?" Quinn asks carefully.
"I looked" Olivia whispers, looking up at her sister, her brown eyes wide and sincere.
"Are you sure?" the older Fabray questions, the tiny girl nodding and Quinn meets Santana's gaze, seeing the latina's jaw clench. "I know you must have been scared sweetheart but you shouldn't have left the house" Quinn states, her voice low but firm. "You were lucky that it was Brittany that found you, remember when I told you that there were people who aren't very nice and how you should never go anywhere without an adult?"
"Uh huh" Olivia murmurs, looking between Quinn and Santana nervously. "Am I in trouble?" she asks quietly.
"No, you were scared and didn't know what to do" Quinn reassures her, "But you will never be left alone ever again, I promise" the teenager adds seriously. "Now, I think breakast is ready" the older Fabray states, Santana nodding in confirmation. "So why don't you go sit at the table and we will be right there, okay?" Olivia nods and accepts the kiss her big sister gives her before going into the kitchen.
"Are you okay?" Santana asks quietly, pushing away from the doorframe and walking over to sit on the sofa next to her girlfriend, placing an arm around her waist and leaning her chin on the blonde's shoulder.
"Yeah" Quinn sighs, "I'm just so pissed off with my Mom and with myself, I never should have trusted her, which just pisses me off even more because I should be able to trust my parents with my sister. I need to go over there and find her" she adds with a groan.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Santana asks.
"No, it's best that I go myself. Could you look after Olivia?" Quinn asks her, standing up, Santana following her lead.
"Yeah, of course. Why don't you grab some clothes for both of you, I think you should stay here for another few days" the latina states gently, not wanting to cross a line but preferring that the two blondes are in her sights for the time being.
"Are you sure? I really don't want to impose, you've already done so much for us" Quinn replies quietly, sinking into her girlfriend's open arms.
"You're not imposing and at least this way I know both of you are safe" Santana murmurs, pressing a tender kiss to the other girl's temple and tightening her grip around her. "If you can convince your mom to get some help then I'll be there every step of the way and if she doesn't listen then I'll still be there" the latina adds softly.
"What about my dad?" Quinn asks against Santana's shoulder.
"I don't know. All I know is if I see even one mark on either of you then I'm calling the police, neither of you deserve the parents you have. I'm sorry if I'm crossing the line by saying it but that's how I see it" the raven haired girl states. She hesitates for a moment, thinking about how to word what she wants to say properly. "You're almost eighteen, if your parents can't step up then you could try to get custody if you wanted to" Santana says quietly.
"I've thought about it, I just don't think she'd be all that better off with just me. In a few months we'll be seniors in high school and that only leaves a few hours at night and weekends to work, I don't think I could juggle that with looking after Olivia" Quinn mutters sadly.
"There's two of us. Like I told you, I'm gonna be here for you both. If it comes to it then I'll help you with Olivia" Santana tells her firmly. Quinn pulls back from her girlfriend so that she can look at her properly, leaning forward and kissing her softly.
"Thank you" she responds simply. "I'd better go over there, see if she's home yet and if she's actually noticed that her toddler isn't there" she adds with a sigh. She kisses Santana again before grabbing her keys from the coffee table, where she had dumped them the night before.
"Call me if you need me" Santana tells her firmly, the blonde nodding and sending her a small smile before leaving the room. The latina watches at the window as Quinn gets into her car and backs out of the driveway, waiting until the car is out of sight before heading into the kitchen where Olivia is attempting to cut her pancakes herself. "Sorry pretty girl" Santana chuckles, smiling at the girl fondly as she cuts them for her. "Are you okay?" she asks as she takes Quinn's plate and places it into the microwave.
"Uh huh, I like your cooking" Olivia smiles cutely and Santana chuckles.
"I only cook for my favourite girls" the latina winks, sitting down next to her and starting to eat her own pancakes, earning a megawatt grin from the tiny blonde. She watches the toddler as she eats, smiling and reaching over to wipe some syrup from the girl's chin with her thumb. Santana doesn't understand how anyone could not want her and not love her and not want to spend every waking moment with her. She can't ever imagine having a child and just leaving them on their own in the house at three years old, nor can she imagine allowing their older sibling to basically raise them while she sits in her bedroom and drinks herself to sleep. The latina doesn't judge her for having a drinking problem but she does judge her for not trying for the sake of her children and for being a stone cold bitch who blames alcohol for everything.
"Finished" Olivia grins, jumping down from her seat and attempting to run passed Santana to go watch tv, squealing when the latina grabs her around the waist and pulls her onto her knee. It's only then that the teenager realises Olivia still has her pajama top on underneath her sweatshirt, guessing the girl just put her jeans on over her pajamas before she left the house.
"And where do you think you're going?" Santana asks her, ticking the tiny blonde's sides and eliciting adorable giggling from her.
"Spongebob is on" Olivia tells her, looking at the latina as if she is crazy for not already knowing this. "Can I watch it? Please, please Tana, I love you" she says sweetly.
"I love you too pretty girl. I guess I can allow it, go ahead. I'll be there once I've washed the dishes" Santana tells her with a smile, kissing her cheek and placing her back onto her feet, Olivia racing from the room as though scared that Santana would grab her again and make her miss more of her cartoon.
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