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"Mama I can't find Jelly Bean," Jake yelled from outside the hallway of the upstairs floor of their house. It was the middle of the week and Brittany had been busy at the bakery leaving Santana home with the children.

Santana sighed. She was in the middle of getting ready and was just about to apply her mascara when the case of the lost dinosaur began… again. "I swear that thing gets lost more than anything I've ever known," she mumbled, slamming the tube of mascara on her vanity. "Coming Jake," she called with a bit of irritation. The whole week had been filled with tantrums by both Jake and Lily. She almost considered hiring a babysitter so both she and Brittany could go back to work, but she knew Brittany would have a conniption. So she had to put her work on the back burner for now.

The pair searched the entire house top to bottom. They checked Jelly Bean's usual hiding places like the hamper, under the couch, or out on the back deck, but he was nowhere to be found. Jake had had the stuffed toy since birth and was extremely attached to it. When Santana saw the house was literally torn apart she began to get angry. She had just spent the previous day cleaning and organizing everything.

"Jake where was the last place you had it," she said, beginning to get frustrated. She rose from her knelt position on the floor to look the boy in the eyes.

Jake frowned, not liking the way his mother was looking at him. "He mama. Jelly Bean is a person like you and me," he yelled, showing both attitude and innocence which evolved from his parents.

Santana placed her hands on her hips. "Jake we'll look for him later okay. Now I have to clean all this up," she argued back and began picking up the random things out of place from their search.

Jake stood for a moment, taking in what his mother had told him. The only thing on his mind was the lost dinosaur and not the state of the house. He knew when things got messy his mothers would just clean it up. He didn't understand why Santana was putting the search on a hold. His face began to get hot and his cheeks red. "I hate you," he yelled out, not realizing the impact of his words. He had heard some kids on the playground saying it to a kid the other day when the kid wouldn't give them back their basketball.

Santana's head snapped towards Jake to make sure she heard him right. "What?" she asked on edge.

Jake crossed his arms over his chest, showing his mother that he was just as mad. "I hate you," he repeated.

Hurt washed across Santana's face momentarily before it was replaced with anger. She moved towards Jake to grab his arm. "Get up to your room," she said as patiently as she could.

Jake tried yanking his arm from his mother but her hold was stronger. "I need to find Jelly Bean," he said while trying to squirm away.

Santana breathed deeply through her nose as she dragged him towards the stairs. She didn't want to cry in front of him and the only emotion that would release was anger. "Get up in your room now," she screamed gently pushing him towards the staircase.

Now scared, he took one last look at his mother before following her orders. He stomped all the way up the steps mumbling a mantra of hatred toward Santana. Santana stood at the bottom completely defeated. It wasn't until Lily began calling for her that she realized how much time had gone by standing in that one spot. Jake had never said that to anyone. She climbed the staircase, glaring at Jake's closed bedroom door before heading to Lily's.

Walking in, she couldn't help but smile at the predicament Lily had herself in. The little tot had herself hanging butt first out of the crib either stuck or too afraid to climb all the way down. She had been making it a habit of trying to climb out herself lately. Santana made a grab for her, tickling her sides once she was placed on her hip.

"Looks like someone might need to get their very first bed huh," she whispered while caressing the little girl's cheeks.

Lily's eyes lit up at the idea. "No crib," she yelled enthusiastically, which was a better reaction from when Jake got his first bed. She and Brittany had to take turns sleeping with him for four months before he would on his own.

Santana smiled. "Yup no more crib big girl," she said before kissing Lily's forehead. "Come on, let's clean up before mommy gets home," she said and headed downstairs.

Brittany walked into the house later that night completely exhausted. She had been working non-stop since she walked into the bakery that morning. It was the end of the school year and they were overbooked with specialty cakes for graduations. Walking further in, she was surprised to find Santana with her feet up sipping a glass of wine on the family room couch.

"Rough day?" she asked with a smile before leaning down to peck her wife hello. She grimaced at the taste of red wine on Santana's lips. She preferred white.

Santana rolled her eyes and lowered the volume on the TV. "You have no idea. Did you know our son says 'I Hate You' now," she said with a hint of resentment for being the first parent to hear those words.

Brittany's eyes widened. She sat on the edge of the couch in front of Santana and gently grabbed the hand that wasn't holding her wine glass. She knew Santana was all talk but when it came to being hurt she was like a little baby duckling. "What happened?" she asked softly.

Santana sighed and put her glass on the side table. She pulled Brittany in closer so they could hug. "That stupid dinosaur got lost again and he threw a fit," she explained before saying, "Just hug me," she whispered, her tone expressing defeat. She had had a long day and wanted nothing now except her wife holding her so she felt safe.

Brittany maneuvered them so she was lying next to Santana and pulled her wife into a strong embrace. She didn't have the heart to tell Santana that she had seen Jelly Bean in the backseat of her car.

Santana rested against Brittany's chest, smiling at the familiar scent of vanilla extract. "You smell good enough to eat," she whispered affectionately.

Brittany stroked her fingers through Santana's hair and the two enjoyed the serenity of the moment.

"Finn stopped by to help out today. Him and Rachel got in a big fight in front of the customers," Brittany laughed as she tried to distract Santana from her bad day.

Santana chuckled. "Of course they did," she mumbled into Brittany's chest. "What happened?" she asked, tilting her head up to look at her wife.

Brittany smiled. "Let's just say that if you had been there too, things would have gotten even uglier. It was like me, Quinn, and Finn against Rachel and Puck," she started, shaking her head at the memories.

"What?" Santana asked while squinting her eyes at the thought of Rachel and Puck being on sides.

Brittany laughed. "Yeah I know right. Finn was helping Puck deliver and he got two of the orders mixed up. Well Puck and Rachel went ballistic and started going off on him about how he's making the business look incompetent and stuff. I mean were not in competition with anybody," she said with a confused face.

Santana laughed. "Baby they meant he's making the business look bad," she said leaning up to peck Brittany's lips before resuming her comfortable position.

Brittany stared off to the side to think about what Santana said. 'Well that makes more sense," she thought.

"Well me and Quinn yelled at them for making him feel bad because it's not like he works with us all the time. I mean he just got back from the army," she said in the same tone her and Quinn yelled.

"I get it baby don't worry," Santana agreed, mostly for the fact that she didn't want to talk about it anymore. She just wanted to lay in silence.

Brittany quickly realized Santana wasn't in the best of moods so she ended the conversation with a nod. She used her long fingers to knead into Santana's tense neck muscles, smiling when she heard an appreciate moan from her wife.

"I'll talk to Jake in the morning," Brittany said gently making Santana's back tense up.

"Don't Britt, it's fine. If I ignore it hopefully he won't make a habit of it," she said, a hint of bitterness still in her tone.

"But San you know he didn't mean it. Kids are just brats sometimes. He loves you so much baby," Brittany pressed on, not liking the way their son was behaving.

Santana shook herself from Brittany's embrace to grab her wine glass. She tossed it back and got up from the couch. "I'm gonna go in my office for a bit. Jessica from work emailed me a few questions that I didn't respond to so," she said open-endly.

Brittany frowned. "It's almost ten o'clock San," she said.

"Well I don't have time during the day to do it so I mine as well get it done now while I'm wide awake." She didn't mean to give Brittany an attitude, but she was the only one there to take her anger out on.

Brittany saw the hurt in Santana's eyes. She knew she was probably playing the situation with Jake over and over in her head. She got up from the couch to grab Santana's hands. "Maybe we could go upstairs since your wide awake," she suggested in a sexy undertone. She leaned into Santana's neck to place kisses.

Santana stood still for a moment before gently pulling away. "I should email Jessica Britt. She may screw a case up if I don't." She looked away from Brittany's rejected face. Sighing, she quickly pecked Brittany's lips before heading to her office.

Brittany stood back both hurt and confused. Usually when Santana was mad or upset, sex was the first thing she wanted. Sighing, she shook her head before heading upstairs.

Brittany walked into Jake's room early the next morning to straighten things out between him and Santana. She didn't want Jake to think it was okay to say what he did by just ignoring it like Santana suggested. She took a seat on the edge of his bed and gently ran his fingers through his sandy blonde hair.

"Jakey wake up sweetheart," she whispered, leaning down to kiss his warmed cheek.

Jake nuzzled his head into his pillow to try and escape waking up. The tired boy eventually woke up to the soft sounds of his mother's voice coaxing him awake. He smiled up to his mother. "Morning mommy," he said.

Brittany smiled. "Good Morning baby. Did you sleep good?" she asked, not wanting to ruin the peaceful moment they were sharing. But she knew she had to get down to business eventually.

Jake nodded into his pillow while rubbing the sleep flakes from his eyes. "Jelly Bean ran away," he whispered painfully. He had thought about it the entire night after Santana had sent him to bed after dinner with no dessert.

Brittany ran her thumb over his cheek, gently rubbing circles. "He's in my car baby. He was helping me at the bakery yesterday because I was overbooked with cakes," she told him, loving that he had the same imagination she had when she was a kid, and most of her young adult life.

Jake's eyes lit up, jumping into a sitting position. "He did?" he asked excitedly.

Brittany nodded. "Jake I want to talk to you about yesterday when you lost Jelly Bean," she started, gently taking the boys small hand in her own.

Jake looked at his mother with confusion.

"Jake I understand you were upset because Jelly Bean was missing, but do you remember what you said to mama yesterday?" she asked, not hiding the disappointment on her face.

Jake thought back to yesterday, remember his mama getting impatient and yelling at him when they couldn't find Jelly Bean. She got so mad and sent him to his room. He shook his head at Brittany, not remembering anything that was said between him and Santana yesterday because he was in such a frenzy about losing his friend.

Brittany nodded. "You told mama that you hate her yesterday," Brittany said, wincing at the shocked look on Jake's face. She didn't know if he was upset because of what he said, or if he thought he was in trouble. "Do you remember saying that?" she asked softly, rubbing his hand with gentle circles.

Jake nodded dumbly. "I didn't mean it," he whispered guilty. "She wouldn't help me find him," he continuing, figuring if he had a reason it wouldn't be as bad.

Brittany's eyes widened. "I believe mama helped you look for over an hour Jake. Was it mama's fault that he got misplaced?" she questioned, trying not to get herself upset.

"No. But he didn't tell me he was going to work with you," Jake defended.

Brittany smiled. It was times like these she wished he didn't have such an imagination because she knows Jake is the one who forgot he left the dinosaur in the car the other day. But she couldn't go with that now.

"Either way you hurt mama's feelings. Do you know how much it hurts to hear the words you said?" she asked. "You should never hate anything Jake," she added.

"Some boys on the playground were playing basketball and Johnny Solomon stole the ball from them and was teasing them. They told him that they hate him. How come they can say it?" he asked innocently.

"Just because someone does something you don't like, doesn't mean you should hate them. They didn't like what he did. That is an action. They should have said to Johnny that they didn't like that he stole the ball from them. If you did something mama or me didn't like, would you like it if we hated you for it?" she asked, a little proud of herself for coming up with a good analogy.

Jake thought about his mother's words. Before he could respond, Santana popped her head into the room with Lily hanging on her hip.

"Britt we need to get this kid a bed. She's a little monkey," she laughed while bopping Lily on the nose.

Brittany frowned. "She's too young San," Brittany said, not liking the fact that her kids were growing up.

Santana frowned back. "Well young or not she needs a bed Britt. I can't keep worrying if she's gonna fall out of the crib," she argued.

Brittany got up from Jake's bed to grab Lily from Santana. "She's not even two yet San," she said protectively.

Santana narrowed her eyes. "She will be in four months Britt. Come on," she said impatiently. She was still in a bad mood from yesterday.

Brittany met her stare before turning to their son. "Jake talk to your mother," she said before shooting daggers at Santana and leaving the room.

Santana rolled her eyes, ready to go after her wife when Jake gently grabbed her hand. Her face immediately softened as she stared down at the boy in front of her.

"I love you mama," he whispered softly while hooking his arms around his mother's side. He buried his face in her hip, hoping she would forgive him for being so mean yesterday.

Santana smiled while using both hands to run through his hair to pull his head up towards her. "I love you too baby," she said leaning down to peck his lips.

Jake smiled goofily up at his mother. "I'm sorry about what I said," he said seriously.

Santana nodded. "I forgive you Jake," she whispered.

Santana walked into the kitchen in a better mood now that Jake apologized to her. However her smile dropped at the sight of Brittany slamming things around the kitchen. Sighing, she sent a helpful look to Lily in her highchair who only giggled back at her mother knowing she could do nothing to save her.

"Where the heck is the tin foil?" Brittany muttered to herself, unaware of any presence except Lily.

"Top shelf, right cabinet," Santana answered while pointing the correct spot.

Brittany jumped at the voice. "Sneak up much," she said with irritation.

Santana rolled her eyes. "Jesus Christ Britt. PMS much?" she yelled back, not understanding why Brittany was in such a foul mood.

Brittany turned her head to Santana. She couldn't believe Santana would throw that line in her face when both of them were women. Sure, she could be PMSing, but that doesn't change the fact that Santana had major mood swings 24/7. Just last night she went through a whirlwind of emotions and now that everything seemed in order she was just supposed act like everything was dairy air because Santana was suddenly in a good mood.

Santana made her way to the refrigerator to pull out the milk. She dodged Brittany as much as she could to pour herself a bowl of cereal. A few minutes later Jake entered and sat at the table waiting for his breakfast. Brittany eyed Santana to see if she was going to make the kids breakfast and sighed with aggravation when her wife sat at the island with her cereal.

Santana smiled to herself, knowing Brittany was pissed that she wasn't taking care of the kids like she normally did for their morning routine. She looked triumphant when Brittany began rushing around to make the kids pancakes.

"I want chocolate chips," Jake announced excitedly before shooting his sister a funny look so she would laugh.

Brittany looked up from where she was mixing ingredients together. "No Jake. I'm making them plain today. I have to get to the bakery," she said directed the last words towards Santana who only sent a fake smile her way.

"Is Jelly Bean going with you to work again mommy?" Jake asked, not knowing that one sentence would start an even bigger war between his parents.

Brittany heard Santana's spoon slam in the bowl. She looked to her wife, not understanding the over exaggerated gesture. Then she thought back to her son's words.

"The dinosaur was with you?" she asked incredulously. Smiling she shook her head back and forth before bringing her nearly full bowl to the sink.

Brittany rolled her eyes. "It's not like I had him on purpose. Jake left him in my car," she said pointedly.

"No Mommy you said he was helping you at the bakery," Jake interrupted.

Santana looked to her son before back to her wife. "I was up all night worrying about where that stupid stuffed Dino was," she yelled, slamming the bowl into the sink.

Everyone jumped at her actions. Brittany grabbed Santana's shoulder firmly. "Calm down Santana. It's not a big deal," she said, not wanting to scare the kids.

Santana stared into Brittany's eyes before turning to her children. "Sorry guys," she mumbled before heading for the stairs. Brittany looked after her, wondering why she was being so hostile lately. Sighing, she turned back to the mixture in front of her. "I'll put some chocolate chips in Jakey," she said.

Brittany walked into their bedroom in a hurry. She was already running late and she still had to shower. She barely acknowledged Santana sulking on their bed on her laptop before grabbing her undergarments and heading into their bathroom.

"The kids are fed," she called on her way in. She quickly turned on the shower and grabbed a couple towels from the lien closet next to the toilet. She began removing her clothes and throwing them in the wicker laundry basket next to the sink. Just as she was about to enter the shower, she felt a hand touch her bare shoulder.

"Jeez," she jumped, turning to find Santana behind her.

Santana smiled gently, hoping to bring a peace offering to the table. She pulled her hand back and moved back to strip her shirt.

Brittany eyed her curiously. "What are you doing?" she asked, knowing the kids shouldn't be left alone downstairs.

Santana pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it behind her making it land in the sink. "Showering with you," she answered while removing her pajama shorts.

Brittany held her hand up. "San no, the kids are downstairs by themselves," she said, plus she was still angry with her from before.

Santana continued to remove her pajamas. "They'll be okay for a few minutes," she said sexily advancing on her. She wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist and began peppering her back with kisses. She needed to get her frustration out.

Brittany stood tense. She wasn't like Santana. When they were fighting, they were fighting to Brittany. She didn't want to be intimate and close, she wanted time apart. Sighing, she pulled away. "San I don't wanna do this," she said firmly yet still trying to be gentle. She didn't want to hurt Santana's feelings but she wasn't in the mood for this.

Santana ignored her and moved her hands up to cup Brittany's breasts. "You'll feel better after," she whispered into her ear, pressing her entire body into Brittany's back. She continued manipulating Brittany's breasts with firm rubs.

Brittany turned around, breaking the embrace. "What's going on with you lately?" she asked with annoyance. She had never seen Santana go through so many moods as she had the past day and half.

Santana grabbed her temples. "Just forget Brittany. I'll do it myself," she yelled angrily meeting her eyes before grabbing her robe and slamming the door shut behind her.

Brittany stared at the closed door with tears in her eyes. She felt them being pulled further and further away from one another. Sighing, she stepped into the shower with a heavy heart.

Half way through the day, Brittany couldn't take it anymore. She threw the piping bag she was using on the counter and headed back to her office for a break. She shut the door behind her and took a seat at her desk. Sighing, she rested her head in her hands for a few moments just to get her thoughts together. When she was finished with her shower this morning, she was left to an empty house. Santana must have hurried to get the kids dressed before taking them somewhere.

"Knock Knock," Rachel interrupted, while entering the office.

Brittany looked up from her hands. "Hey," she said without her usual enthusiasm.

Rachel noticed right away. "What's wrong Brittany?" she asked, making her way over to her friend to wrap her in a hug.

Brittany held onto Rachel as a few sniffles escaped her. "Nothing," she whimpered into the girl's side.

Rachel hugged her tighter. "Do you need me to call Santana?" Rachel asked, knowing she was really the only one to ever make Brittany feel better. But mentioning her name had only made Brittany cry harder. She let the girl sob for a few minutes before pulling away. "Wait here, I'll be right back," she said with a hopeful glint in her eyes.

Brittany buried her face in her arms against her desk and continued to let out everything that had been bothering her the past couple days. She felt as if only minutes had gone by but really a half an hour passed by before her office door opened again.

"Britt," she heard, and she knew the voice better than her own. Leave to Rachel to do what she didn't want. She lifted her head from her arms to see Santana standing there with an equally disturbed expression. "I dropped the kids at my moms," she said while slowly inching her way towards Brittany.

Brittany nodded as she wiped her nose on her shirt sleeve. She knew it was childlike but at the moment she felt it.

Santana took a seat on the edge of her desk in front of her and grabbed her hands. "I'm really sorry I took my anger out on you baby. I wish I could take last night and this morning back," she started while gently rubbing circles into Brittany's hands.

Brittany stared up at Santana with forgiveness in her eyes. "Why were you so angry? I know the Jake thing set you off, but you've been really moody lately," she said without trying to start another argument.

Santana sighed. "I know I have. It's just me working from home is hard because I have to deal with so many emails about stupid stuff that is a waste of my time. With Jefferson letting me take the leave to work from home is a lot different than I'm used to you know, because I'm not dealing with direct cases. I'm basically helping out everyone that took over all my stuff," she said, smiling when Brittany pulled her into her lap.

"I know San I'm sorry. The bakery should calm down soon and I can start being home more," she said feeling guilty. She didn't even think about Santana's work because she usually did it when she was sleeping.

Santana grabbed her face, kissing over her eyelids, down to her nose, before landing on her lips. "I love being home with the kids Britt. The last week has just been a little crazy that's all. And I shouldn't have taken it out on you. You're the only thing that is not stressful to me," she said sincerely, cupping Brittany's cheeks with her hands.

Brittany smiled. "You are to me too," she whispered back, leaning her forehead against Santana's. "I can see if Quinn can take over in the back. Wanna leave the kids with your mom for a while and go home and take a nap?" she asked with an excited smile.

Santana retuned the sediment. "Hell yes," she agreed knowing both of them were worn out and exhausted. Sleep was exactly what they needed to recharge their batteries. Getting up, she grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled her towards the door. "I'm so sorry Britt. I love you so much," she said before kissing her on the lips.

"I'm sorry too," Brittany returned, happy that things were good between them again.

Santana smiled. "Alright. Let's get our sleep on," she cheered, making Brittany laugh.

TBC