A/N: Wow I am blown away by all the reviews. for some reason i cant respond to reviews :( You guys are amazing and make me want to write more. Im sorry if it takes a while some times for the chapters but im getting married in 4 months and there is still alot left to do. I am so glad you guys are liking the story so far. Just to put everyones mind at ease Quinn will not be getting pregnant lol. I didnt even think of that. Hope you like the new chapter and as always i love hearing what you think.
The day everyone had been dreading had finally arrived. Santana got herself ready and then went to get Rachel up. Stopping outside the door that was blocking her best friend from the outside world she took a deep breath. Since everything that had happened Santana became the responsible one in their relationship, she as more like Rachel's mother than her friend. Going into the room she was surprised to find Rachel up and dressed. Hearing the door open Rachel turned to see who had entered her little bubble she so desperately didn't want to leave.
"You ready sweetie?" Santana asked watching Rachel struggle to pull her hair back into a ponytail. Rachel had on a simple black dress and black stockings.
"Yes I am ready." Rachel put her brush down and grabbed her black cardigan slipping it over her tiny shoulder. It had been only a week and a bit but Rachel had already dropped at least 10 pounds. Her tiny body looked even smaller like she could be broken in half. Santana wrapped her arm around Rachel and tucked her close to her body as the two walked down the stairs to the foyer where Rachel's dads were waiting.
"It's time to go baby girl." The shorter of her dads told her as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. The taller of the two wrapped his arm around Santana trying to give her some comfort. With a dad on each side of the girls, the four walked out to the waiting car. Once the four had taken their place in the back of the black limo Rachel broke the silence.
"Who's going to be there?" Rachel had wanted just the four of them but Santana finally convinced her to allow their friends to be there for her. Rachel had shut everyone out of her life and Santana wanted to fix that.
"Just the people I told you about before. Britt, Tina, Mike, Arite, Kurt, Mercedes, Finn and Mr. Schue. They just want to be there for you." Santana wrapped Rachel in a tight hug once again.
"He won't be there will he?" Santana tried so hard to get Rachel to let him go but she didn't want to hear it. He was the reason she was having to do this. In Rachel's eyes he had no right to have anything to do with her little girl.
Santana had just finished making Rachel's lunch and bringing it to her when she brought it up again.
"Rach have you changed your mind about Puck being there?" Rachel just stared at the food.
"No I haven't I don't want him there." Rachel was getting so tired of the person who claimed to be her best friend trying to convince her to let that person be at her daughter's funeral.
"Come on Rach she was his daughter too. He has a right to be there." Santana's tone was quickly becoming harsh.
"No he doesn't have a right. This is all his fault. My daughter is dead because of him." Rachel pushed her food aside no wanting to eat.
"One day Rachel you will regret this." Santana was about to leave when Rachel spoke.
"You know what I will forever regret? Falling in love with a cheating Lima loser who is nothing but a piece of trash." Rachel got off her bed and went into her bathroom ending any more conversation.
"No sweetie he won't be there." Santana held Rachel's hand the rest of the way to the cemetery. Stopped just inside the gates the found members of the Berry family got out of the car and walked to the place where the youngest Berry would be laid to rest. Rachel could already see her group of friends standing there waiting for them to arrive. Once she was at the site Rachel was pulled into gentle hugs from everyone who was waiting, all offering their deepest sympathies.
"It's time." The tallest of the daddies whispered in her ears and lead her to the waiting chair Rachel just stared ahead at the white box that held her child, tuning out everything around her. The whole time Rachel couldn't take her eyes away thinking of the life her daughter would never get to live and the things she would never get to do with the little girl. If Rachel thought hard she could see a mini version of herself but with hazel eyes running around in a tutu trying to go ballet. Stopping her train of thought knowing it was too hard Rachel tried her best to listen to the Rabbi speaking. Once the Rabbi finished the service everyone place a pink rose of the grave saying a silent prayer as they passed by. When it was Santana's turn to pay her respects she rose from her seat and placed the flowers she had bought beside the roses. Picking up one of the arrangements that was already there she placed it beside her own.
"That's form you daddy." Santana whispered so no one could hear her. Taking her seat again Rachel got up repeating the same action everyone else had. Rachel bent down in front of the polished stone kissed her fingers and placed them over her daughter's name. Getting up off her knees Rachel gave one last look over her should before going to the car.
"Is she ok?" Brittany asked as she pulled Santana into a comforting hug.
"Yes B she is ok." How could she tell sweet and innocent Brittany that Rachel was far from ok?
"She wasn't even crying." Kurt pointed out to the group who was standing around looking towards the car. It was a shock to see Rachel's eyes were dry the whole time even when she said goodbye.
"She hasn't cried since the night it happened." Santana took a deep breath trying to keep her own tears at bay. "I'm really worried about her." Santana gave everyone one last hug and said goodbye. Bending down at the grave Santana put her hand on the head stone.
"Don't worry Mia I'll make sure mommies ok." Santana kissed the top of the stone stood up and dusted some dirt off her knees. With one last look she made the walk back to the car where her family was waiting.
