The Truth

Chapter 10

Santana found herself at the place she hated most both in the past and the current, school. She was surprised to find her car once she stepped out of Kurt's car shop, so as she got in she found herself going straight to McKinley High School. Santana knew what to do, and she knew she had to do it quickly.

As she got to the school she decided to park farther away from the school than usual so there would be a slimmer chance of students peaking in the car window. She took the baggy McKinley sweatshirt that she only wore after school or weekends from the back of the car and slipped it on. She opened her dash and found the sunglasses kept in there under unnecessary papers. She put them on and looked in her car mirror to see is she still looked like herself. Santana knew the sunglasses and sweatshirt were not going to do much to keep the focus off her, but they were the only things she really had in her car that would work. There was also the fact that she still had her cheerios uniform on, so the skirt was still showing but that wasn't really a big problem, almost everyone on the cheerios were brunette, they'll just think she's someone else, not Santana Lopez. Everyone knows thee Santana Lopez would never wear a baggy sweatshirt to school that would hide her fantastic boobs, she loved to show them off and make everyone jealous, they would never suspect she would wear that.

The Latina adjusted her sunglasses as she got out of the car and made her way to the big building. Santana checked her cellphone to make sure she had time before the first bell rang, thankfully she did. There was fifteen minutes before the bell rang, which meant there was fifteen minutes to do her thing. As she got closer to the building and around more students she made sure she walked fast and focused on the ground.

'' Hey, Santana!'' The Latina froze as she heard her name being called once she entered the building. She wasn't even in the school for more than thirty seconds before somebody recognized her. She decided if she ignored the yell and walked faster down the hall then the person who was calling her would just give up, unless that person was Quinn Fabray, which it was.

'' C'mon Santana, wait.'' Santana swore under her breath as she heard Quinn yell again. She froze in the middle of the hall as people walked passed her and around her and she heard the running footsteps get louder.

She was in the school for a total of one minute and she was already going to get caught. Her plan was going to be ruined as Quinn would realize there were two of her going around the school. It was a matter of seconds as the footsteps were getting louder. Just three more seconds, two….One…..

'' Move freak.'' Quinn barked as she pushed past Santana and made sure to give her a nasty look. Santana looked at her through her sunglasses as the blonde stayed turned around and stared at her face. Quinn gave her a confused look, she tried to look in her eyes but the sunglasses were preventing her to do so, instead of speaking to the girl that looked familiar she turned back around and made her way to where she was going in the first place.

Santana felt like she could cry with relief as she watched Quinn make her way to a girl that was at her locker a few steps in front of her, and that girl happened to be the past Santana. The Latina wanted to hear what the blonde had to say but she knew if she stayed around Quinn and the other people around her would start to ask questions.

As the brunette walked past the blonde and the other Santana she made sure to get the other girls attention as she walked into the washroom she always went to before first class.

'' Santana, is it me or does that girl look exactly like you?'' Quinn asked as she talked to the Santana from the past. The Latina shrugged, she did have to admit the girl she just watched go in the bathroom did look like her, but she didn't want to lead Quinn to finding out that weird things were happening all around them.

'' She's probably just trying to be like me.'' Santana rolled her eyes. She took one of her school books out of her locker and under her arm along with her binder.

As she shut her locker she leaned against it and looked Quinn in the eye. She really missed having Quinn beside her like she used to. They use to be best friends, along with Brittany, but ever since they rejoined the Cheerios and Quinn decided not to they haven't spoken to each other lately.

'' So how are you and Britt doing?'' Quinn asked, noticing the smile creeping up on the Latina's face.

Quinn couldn't help but recognize the smile that Santana had on her face, it was the smile she got every time she talked about Brittany. Quinn wished she was able to do that with the girl she had feelings for one day.

'' Were doing great Q. I haven't been this happy in a long time.'' Santana truthfully said.

'' And what about that Sugar girl?'' Quinn asked. She had noticed that Santana, Brittany and Sugar had gotten closer than anyone expected. To Quinn it felt like they were being parents to the new girl.

Santana let out a heavy sigh, she had just recently just found out that Sugar was the future baby of her and Brittany and she didn't want to make anything obvious to her. That was also one of the main reasons she hadn't freaked out over the girl looking exactly like her, there were odder things that have happened.

'' There's nothing going on with Sugar.'' Quinn was about to disagree with her but Santana beat her to it. '' Now let's drop the conversation.'' The Latina snapped.

Quinn nodded; '' Well I guess I should be getting to class then.''

Deep down Santana felt bad for snapping at Quinn. The last thing she wanted to do was argue with her friend, but once the blonde questioned her about Sugar she didn't really have another option.

Before Santana got to say goodbye Quinn left and walked towards her first period class. However, now that Quinn left the Latina could finally question the girl that walked in the bathroom moments before. The very same bathroom she went to before class, the same bathroom that had a very stall reserved for her and she knew that no one would ever go in that stall. So as she walked in the pale colored room and saw that the bathroom stall door was closed she knew something was going on. She walked up to the door and knocked on it.

'' Uh, excuse me, but this is my stall. I'm pretty sure the name Santana is carved on the back of the door, so I suggest you open the door right now and get out before I go Lima Heights on your ass.''

As Santana finished her sentence she carefully listened for any movement or comeback from the person inside the stall but the only thing she heard was the bathroom door unlock from the other side. With a tentative step she pushed the door open and took in what was the on the other side, her.

Santana from the past looked future Santana over and almost grimaced as she did. The future Santana looked, tired, weak and to sum it up, just plain awful. She was wearing one of the sweatshirts she always kept in the car for after school or the weekends, the bags under her eyes were to hard to avoid and her posture was off.

'' I'm guessing you have something to do with Sugar, huh.'' The past Santana asked. There was nothing but silence as the future Santana left the stall with her name on it and did a double take of the bathroom. As she made sure no one else was in there she walked over to the only entrance of the room and looked the door.

'' There, now we can talk.''

'' So, are you going to answer my question or what.''

The future Santana sighed as she sat on one of the bathroom sinks and ran her hand through her thick pony tail. She didn't really have the time to have a full conversation with her past self but she knew that she was very stubborn.

'' Yeah, you're right. I'm here for Sugar, but I'm also here for Brittany.''

'' Wait, what happened to Brittany. Is she okay? Did something happen to her? What about Sugar, is she alright?''

'' I don't really know how to answer that.'' The future Santana said as she looked her past self in the eyes.

The past Santana scrunched her face in confusion. She didn't understand why the future her couldn't answer her damn question. It was very simple, was Brittany and Sugar alright or not.

'' Class starts in about three minutes and if you don't tell me what's going on and I'm late to class, which ends up in detention, which ends up for me being late to meet Britt and Sugar, I will kill you.'' Even though the past Santana was dead serious the future Santana couldn't help but let out a small giggle. Little did she know she was going to get a detention for a different reason later on that day.

'' Okay, just let me explain first. That means no interrupting and no complaining. Got it.'' The past Santana just nodded. '' Well let's start with the fact that right now Sugar can be taken away from us. Brittany failed that history test which means that she can't graduate this year. This also means we can't go to university together like you planned. I know that may not seem like a big deal but Sugar found out that if Britt doesn't graduate this year were somehow going to get broken up.''

Both girls were quiet once the future Santana finished her statement. They both knew that losing Brittany would hurt them beyond relief and that they would never recover from it. Brittany was literally the one that kept Santana going, along with their new found daughter.

The past Santana wiped a tear that had fallen down her face. She didn't know she was crying until she felt the hot tear land on her cheek.

'' There has to be a way to make her pass that test.'' The past Santana whispered to her future self.

'' Well there is, and that's why I'm here. Do you remember what Brittany needs to study for her history test on Monday?''

The past Santana looked up at the future Santana. Of course she knew what Brittany needed to know for her test; she was the one that was helping her study the weekend coming up.

'' Uh, yea. She needs to study World War One. What does that have to do with anything?''

'' See, there's where we went wrong. The test topic isn't on World War One, it's on War World two.''

The past Santana looked at her future self with a surprised look on her face. She was so close to making her own girlfriend study the wrong subject for a test that literally meant their future together, but in a way she already made that happened.

'' I-I didn't know. I could have let her fail that. I could have ruined our relationship, and our family. I-''

The future Santana could see her past self freaking out. Her whole body was shaking and tears were now spilling freely down her face. Just as the future Santana was going to comfort her past self they heard the school bell ring, signaling first period to start.

Both Santana's looked at each other. There was no way the past Latina was going to class, she would definitely get questions directed at her by the way her eyes were blood shot and her nose was running.

'' Just don't let her study World War One, you know what she needs to study now so just make sure she studies hard and knows everything, got it?''

The past Santana shook her head. She was now late for class, which meant she would receive a detention if she went. Instead of going and receiving a detention she might as well not go to first class and write herself a sick note and give it to her teacher on Monday.

'' Where are you going now?''

The future Santana slightly smiled to her past self. '' Well I did the only thing I could do, now all I can do is go back to the future and see if it worked.''

'' I'll come with you.'' The past Santana wiped her wet eyes and let out a quiet cough to clear her throat. '' We just can't leave at the same time. You go first and I'll meet you outside.''

'' Okay.'' The future Santana nodded. '' I'll see you in a minute.'' The future Santana walked to the bathroom door and unlocked it. Before she fully walked out she turned around and gave her past self a small smile.

The future Santana drove her and her past self to Kurt's car shop. She made sure she still wore her big framed sunglasses and baggy sweatshirt just in case anyone looked in the car and questioned them. As they arrived the both got out of the red car and walked into the big building. The time machine was hard to miss; it was as big as a car and had numerous buttons and switches.

The past Santana looked at it skeptically. She ran her hand over the cold metal before looking her future self in the eye.

'' Do you even know how to work this?''

The future Santana just rolled her eyes as she set the time forward to where she was supposed to be. She flicked the buttons that Artie told her too before, now all she had left to do was push on the green button.

'' Of course I know how to work it. I wouldn't be a kick ass mother if I didn't.'' Both girls laughed as they began to realize it was time to say goodbye.

'' Well I guess this is goodbye. Just don't screw things up in the future again.''

Once again the future Santana rolled her eyes. '' I'll try not to. Tell me one more time what Brittany has to study so I know you remember.''

'' She needs to study World War Two, not War World One.''

'' Perfect. I'd hug you or something but that would be kinda weird. I mean hugging yourself would just look unnatural.'' The future Santana said.

'' Would you just press the damn button and go back to your future wife and kid!'' The past Santana yelled as she watched her future self press the green button.

The past Santana didn't know if there was supposed to be a white light, or noise once she watched the future Santana press the button, but she did know what the time machine was supposed to do and that was travel the other girl, which it failed to do as she still saw her future self in the room, in the exact same spot she was in before she even pressed the button.

A/N: Hopefully this uploaded correctly, for some odd reason it wouldn't let me upload this chapter but it finally did and I hope you guys enjoy it. I'm also accepting any ideas from you guys, I mapped out the rest of the story and overall there should be two or three chapters left, so any ideas are great!