Brittany woke up when she moved to snuggle closer to Santana in bed, and heard the loud crinkle of the dozen chocolate truffle wrappers she rolled on. She opened her eyes and saw Santana opening yet another piece of candy, she watched her pop it in her mouth and set the wrapper on the bed while continuing reading an article on her iPad. Brittany looked down and saw a collection of wrappers and sighed. She sat up on her elbow slowly while using the other hand to gather all the candy wrappers. Santana glanced down at her and took one of her earbuds out of her ear. "Gotta throw up again?" She asked quickly. "Need help to the bathroom?" She ripped her ear buds out and moved to hop out of bed quickly.
"I'm fine." Brittany said softly while extending her hand to Santana. "Throw these away please."
Santana frowned and opened her hand before blushing sheepishly when Brittany handed her all the wrappers. "Sorry."
Brittany closed her eyes and laid back back. "How many have you had?"
"Ummm, like one or two." Santana mumbled.
"You do know I just gave you the handful of wrappers, right?" Brittany laughed softly.
Santana laughed. "Oh yeah, I lost count after five."
"Come to bed." Brittany told her while wincing slightly.
Santana took notice. "Do you want some pain pills?"
"No." Brittany shook her head. "I just need you in bed and I'll be okay, just hold me, please."
Santana turned off the bathroom light and grabbed Brittany's prescription, just in case, and carried it to bed. "I'm just placing these here as a in case you need them." She stated. "Please wake me if you take one."
Brittany struggled to open her eyes. "Ok."
Santana slid in bed and moved to spoon her, only holding her loosely since she knew Brittany was having some back pain. "Why are you binge eating chocolate this late? What are you hiding from me?"
"Nothing." Santana replied before kissing Brittany softly on the neck.
Brittany turned over slowly to face her wife and opened her eyes. "San, you binge eat chocolate when you're hiding something from me. Remember the chocolate fountain last year? Afterwards I found out you hit my car because you were trying to put on mascara while reversing."
Santana smiled at the memory of Brittany coming home to her, Mackenzie, and Carter eating chocolate by the handfuls from the fountain which turned into an epic chocolate war between the four of them. "I'm not hiding anything, but once you are completely better we need to talk about something, so just wait a few more days when I know you are really feeling better and I'll tell you."
Brittany nodded. "If it's bad, I don't want to hear it at all."
"Brittany, if you aren't feeling better tomorrow I'm taking you to the doctor." Santana told her. "It's been three days now and you haven't been out of bed since the family meeting where we punished the kids. I'm trying not to worry, but..."
Brittany opened her eyes and placed her hand on Santana's chest. "I'm okay. I promise."
Santana nodded and kissed Brittany. "Ok, let's get some sleep, sorry the candy wrappers woke you up."
"I love you." Brittany told her as her eyes fluttered closed.
"I love you too." Santana smiled. "Feel better, baby." She watched Brittany sleep for a few minutes to see if she winced in pain at all, or if she heard her having any difficulty breathing before closing her eyes herself and falling asleep.
8am
Santana quietly got dressed to head to the Paramount for her first day of filming. Brittany was still out like a rock, so she didn't want to wake her, so she got ready for the day in the bathroom with the door closed. She scribbled out a note for her and applied a layer of lipstick to kiss the paper, before kissing Brittany on the forehead, leaving a lipstick print as well. She brushed the stray hairs out of her face when she stirred and stared at her for a few moments before leaving the room. She grabbed Brittany's pill case and sectioned out her pills for the morning, setting them in a small paper cup on the counter. She then grabbed a bagel for herself and sliced it to toss in the toaster. She was picking out a K Cup to make tea for when Carter walked in the kitchen. She glanced at him but continued with what she was doing.
"Hey." Carter glanced at his mother and grabbed a Gatorade. "Can I go for a run this morning, or do we have to work out here?"
Santana sighed. "You can go for a run, but I want my garden cleaned out afterwards, or what used to be my garden." She replied while staring at the coffee maker. "Then follow the list of stuff I want done while I'm at work, your mother is still stick, so don't argue with her, don't bother her, don't upset her, just follow the list."
"I need to go to the basketball camp." Carter said suddenly. "You know how many scouts will be there."
"I have to get to work." Santana replied while twisting the top on her thermos. She grabbed her bagel and quickly spread cream cheese on it before sliding it in a zip lock bag and placing a napkin next to it. "Your punishment stands." She added before walking out of the kitchen.
She headed up to Mackenzie's room and knocked on the door before walking in, where the young blonde was reading a magazine. Mackenzie saw Santana and quickly closed the magazine, tossing it on the floor. Santana laughed and walked around her bed to pick up the magazine.
"You can read your Vogue." Santana told her while sitting on her bed. "Feeling better, it's been a few days."
Mackenzie nodded. "Yeah, I think it's done now."
"Okay." Santana replied. "I'm sorry your mom and I were out of town when you started, I know it must have been scary and uncomfortable for you to have to deal with by yourself, but we do want to talk to you about what getting your period means and how body will start to change more now. So I want you to think of any questions you may have, and we promise to do our best to answer them."
"You mean like sex questions?" Mackenzie whispered.
Santana smiled. "Yes sex questions, or any other questions about your body."
Mackenzie bit her bottom lip while she thought to herself. "I can ask anything?"
Santana inwardly cringed but nodded. "Yes, sweetheart."
"Ok, cool."
"I need a favor today, momma is still kind of sick, so keep an eye on her for me today, she's not going to admit she's in pain to you kids, but if you notice any of the signs we talked about in her I want you to call Emily right away so she can get me on set." Santana told her.
"Ok, should I go lay down with her?" Mackenzie asked.
"You can, but careful with her back and her knee." Santana told her. "If she isn't awake by noon, wake her up so she can take her pills, and make her a sandwich and a cup of soup."
"Ok, got it." Mackenzie replied.
"Then follow the list of stuff I want cleaned, yours is on the fridge. I expect half of the list done by the time I get home, so you can cuddle with Brit, but not all day." Santana told her as she leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. "See you later."
"Bye." Mackenzie hopped out of bed and ran upstairs to the master bedroom. She saw Brittany turn on her stomach and sigh in her sleep. She slipped in bed next to her mother and kissed her on the cheek, which caused Brittany to open her eyes slightly.
"What's wrong, Mack?" Brittany asked when her blue eyes met her daughters. "Feeling okay?"
"Nothing, mommy told me to check on you today." Mackenzie smiled while fixing the covers on Brittany and rubbing her back in the spot she saw Santana rub the night before.
"She did?" Brittany smiled. "I feel better today, so you may be off the hook."
"Are you going to get out of bed?" Mackenzie asked with a smile.
"I plan to." Brittany nodded while sitting up. "How about we walk the dogs together?"
"Really?" Mackenzie sat up quickly. "If you're still sick…"
"I'm fine, sweetheart, I have a little back pain, but nothing too major." Brittany assured her. "Why don't you go get dressed." Mackenzie quickly hopped out of bed and went down to her room.
Santana ran back in the bedroom to grab her cellphone and froze when she saw Brittany standing up. "Good morning." Brittany smiled while slowly making her way to the closet.
"Morning Brit." Santana said happily. "I didn't expect to see you out of bed, feeling better?" She asked while grabbing her phone off the charger.
"Much better." Brittany nodded. "Thanks for taking care of me the past couple days."
"You don't have to thank me for that." Santana replied immediately while walking over and hugging her, Brittany put her arms around her waist and kissed her softly. "You are still moving kind of slow, so take it easy today."
"I'm just going to walk the dogs with Mackenzie." Brittany told her. "It'll loosen me up."
"Okay." Santana replied while rubbing Brittany's arms. "I gotta go, I'm running late I love you."
"Love you too." Brittany smiled. "I'll see you later."
2pm
"One more shot Santana and we are done for the day, just give us forty five minutes to set it up." The director told Santana.
Santana yawned. "Got it." She replied with a smile as she walked in her trailer. "Trailer life sucks without Brit. We could be having sex right now, or I could at least rub her butt." She mumbled before grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge and relaxing on the couch. She picked up her phone and checked her messages laughing at the video Brittany sent her of her doing jumping jacks to prove she was truly feeling better. "She's a dork, a dork who isn't wearing a bra." She smirked while staring at the video for close to five minutes.
She chugged her bottle of water quickly and laid down, hoping to catch a quick nap when Emily knocked on her trailer door and came in. "Santana?"
"Yeah?" She replied while taking her shoes off.
"Madison is outside, do you have a moment to talk to her?" Emily asked.
Santana sat up and nodded. "Yeah, send her in. Can you call the printer and make sure they are delivering Brittany's shirts for the run/walk today?"
"On it." Emily replied as she left and Madison walked on the trailer.
"Hey mom." Madison waved slightly.
"This is a surprise." Santana stated. "Have a seat." She motioned to her daughter in law.
"Have you, um, told Noah?" Madison asked quietly.
"That you're pregnant?" Santana asked. "No, that's not my place to. You're his wife, not me."
"Thanks." Madison smiled briefly. "I, um, I know it was tense at dinner and I just want to make sure you aren't going to spazz out on me randomly."
Santana leaned back and narrowed her eyes at Madison. "Did you cheat on Noah?"
"No." Madison stated sternly.
"Did. You. Cheat. On. Noah?" Santana repeated.
"No, mom, I didn't." Madison replied angrily. "I didn't come here for a lecture or to be interrogated, I'm going back to work."
"Sit your ass down." Santana snapped. "You don't want a lecture?" She laughed. "Well you picked the wrong mom to come to, I'm not going to hug and coddle you like Brittany would until you feel comfortable enough to answer or to talk about what's going on. I want an answer as to why you want to kill my grandbaby, and dammit I want it now." She yelled. "So sit down and talk Madison."
Madison sat down and a safe distance away from Santana and stared at her.
"Madison, I'm working right now so I'm going to keep this brief." Santana said lowly. "I don't know what is going but I will get to the bottom of it, trust me."
"Santana, Brittany is on the line." Emily poked her head in and waved her phone. Santana glared at Madison as she stood to leave. "Come over the house tonight." Madison nodded as Emily handed Santana the phone. "Hey baby, how are you feeling?"
"Doing good, B." Hannah told her while watching Brittany lift a few more weights with her leg.
Brittany took a deep breath as a few tears slid out of her eyes and her leg began to shake. Hannah watched closely as Brittany struggled to lift the weight and placed her hand on Brittany's knee to steady it.
"Come on, B." Hannah encouraged.
"I can't, Han." Brittany shook her head.
Hannah watched and felt her leg shake more before taking the weight off and grabbing a towel off the warmer to the side of them. She laid the towel on Brittany's leg and watched her exhale deeply and slowly. "Ok, ok, ok." Hannah told her quietly while rubbing her knee and massaging her leg. Brittany leaned back and covered her face with her hands while taking a few deep breaths.
"Am I going to be able to run in the Run/Walk?" She asked Hannah after a few minutes.
"Yes, your knee is just weak now because you've been in bed for the past few days, but we are going to keep up with this workout. As long as you remember you are running the race to finish not to win." Hannah reminded her. "I want you and Santana to keep a nice steady pace so your knee stays loose and doesn't lock up."
"Ok." Brittany nodded before sitting up. "Seriously, Han talk to me like you talk to your other patients, is my knee okay to run in the Run/Walk?"
Hannah sat on the stool next to the bench Brittany was laying on and took the towel off her leg while she started to massage it. "Brit, babe I treat you like I do all my patients. Trust me, I don't lie or sugarcoat anything for you because you are Brittany Lopez-Pierce the millionaire, or Brittany Pierce choreographer of the decade, and dance teacher that people flock too, or even Brittany Lopez-Pierce with the scary ass wife." Hannah laughed. "You're my patient, okay?"
Brittany nodded.
"So honestly your knee is doing good." Hannah told her while lifting and bending Brittany's knee. "While yes, your lupus is attacking your knee primarily you also have almost 50 years of dancing, and running, and strenuous activity on it. Without the lupus you would still have some knee problems like a lot of athletes do around this age when they are still extremely active. I would never, ever tell you that you are able to do something your knee won't allow."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome, besides I don't need Santana trying to kill me because I gave you bad advice and something bad happened." Hannah teased. "I want you to work your knee out with the same routine we are doing now every day until the event; once in the morning and again at night. Once do it at night every other day." Hannah stood and motioned for Brittany to lean back so she could stretch her leg. "Use the exercise bike for twenty minutes a day or if you start to feel stiff it will loosen you up and take some hot baths or relax in the Jacuzzi." She studied Brittany's face while leaning her leg back, keeping her hand firmly on her knee to make sure it didn't buckle. "Walk the dogs in the morning like you did today, and even again at night."
Brittany exhaled slowly as her knee began to shake but trusted Hannah and let her continue to stretch her.
"Ashton knows how to stretch you so let him do it. I know Santana does as well, but I'm more than sure her stretching you leads to sex and the workout gets forgotten." Hannah laughed.
"Not always." Brittany said defensively through a smile. "We usually get through the workout but we like to sneak kisses in too."
"It's crazy how much you two are still in love after all these years." Hannah laughed. "True relationship goals." She teased.
"Don't talk like a Tumblr or Twitter post, gross." Brittany laughed as Hannah set her leg back down.
"What do you know about Tumblr?" Hannah asked while raising an eyebrow.
"My wife is an internet troll." Brittany shrugged.
"Ready for another rep?" Hannah asked while picking up the weight.
"Yeah." Brittany sighed. "I need my knee ready for the event. I can't host a Run/Walk and not participate in it."
"You'll be ready." Hannah told her.
Santana pulled into the driveway and saw Carter and Ashton washing their cars and trucks in the driveway. She hopped out of her Porsche and looked around the front yard, nodding in approval when she saw the grass was cut and the driveway was swept and washed like she ordered.
"Hey." Santana waved at them.
"Hey." Carter grumbled, never lifting his head to look at her while he focused on the rims of Brittany's truck.
"Hey mom." Ashton smiled while standing and kissing her on the cheek. "I got through most of my list…"
"Suck up." Carter coughed loudly.
Santana rolled her eyes as Ashton glared at his brother. "Don't start fighting. Thank you Grey, I have more lists in my room, I'll give it to you after dinner. Where's your mom?"
"Lying down in the family room watching TV." Ashton replied while going back to the car he was washing.
"Thank you." Santana stared at Carter while walking past him and going in the garage to enter the house. She immediately smelled dinner and smiled when she saw Mackenzie busy in the kitchen. "Hey Mack."
"Hey mom." Mackenzie smiled while kissing her on the cheek. "Did you have fun filming today?"
"It was okay." Santana replied. "Are you cooking dinner?" She asked while opening a few pots and smiling while nodding in approval.
"Yep." Mackenzie blushed. "It's sautéed chicken with parmesan cheese, shrimp on top, vegetables, and risotto." She said proudly. "Does it look okay?"
"It looks amazing, sweetheart." Santana told her while picking up the spatula and moving the vegetables around. "Remember to keep tossing them so they don't blacken too fast on just one side, but you're doing a great job, Mack."
"Thanks, I finished my list, well aside from the laundry. I still have to do more loads." Mackenzie told her.
"Great, thank you." She replied before kissing her on the temple and walking towards the family room. Brittany was lying on her back on the couch, reading a book, while the TV watched her. "Hey gorgeous." Santana smiled while taking her shoes off and lying flush on Brittany.
Brittany immediately found her lips and kissed her deeply as she hugged her tightly and opened her legs so Santana could settle comfortably between them. "How was work?"
"Good." Santana replied while resting her head in the crook of Brittany's neck and starting to kiss there. "I have to study some lines tonight." She added as Brittany turned her head and kissed her while rubbing her back. "How are you feeling?" She asked when Brittany broke the kiss.
"I feel pretty good." Brittany replied. "I had a good workout with Hannah today, and Ashton is going to stretch me later again; my knee feels okay, I haven't used my cane today."
"That's great." Santana smiled. "How are you feeling overall?"
"Definitely stronger than I have the past few days." Brittany kissed the top of her head and hugged her tighter.
"Thank God, you know it scares me when you get weak like that." Santana admitted while sitting up.
"I know it does, it scares me too." Brittany nodded.
Santana got off the couch and leaned down to kiss her again. "I need to check my email, so I'll be in my office until dinner."
Santana went down to her office and began to go through her emails, she was replying to Noah's email regarding some studio time he booked for her to finish the song she was working on when her cell phone rang.
Hey Q
Did you kill your kids? You've been quiet lately…almost too quiet.
Santana chuckled. No, Brittany wouldn't let me kill them, choke them, or lock them in the closet.
Great, I was with Mercedes yesterday and we were wondering if we need to get some bail money for you.
Nope, not this time, but keep it handy Carter is pushing me to my breaking point, he has my last nerve Q, and he's juggling it. She sighed while leaning back in her chair.
I can imagine, he's you in teenage boy form. Quinn laughed. So how do you punish your kids?
House arrest, death penalty…the complete Snixx package. I cancelled life. Santana chuckled.
Whoa, no Brit to the rescue?
Nope, surprisingly. She actually had a small flare up from the stress of the situation, which is why we've been MIA lately, she's been in bed and I've been taking care of her.
Damn, is she feeling better? She didn't go to the hospital did she?
No, no hospital visit, and she was up and walking around today, so she's feeling better. How did you punish your twins?
Puck handled it, they are on house arrest too. Quinn laughed. Cars were taken away, and so were cellphones.
Sounds like our house. Santana laughed. Can we meet for coffee this week to finish our conversation from Cabo?
I'm on my meds still Santana.
I never said you weren't. Santana said softly. What was going on with you in Cabo, Q?
Coffee on Friday morning?
Let's do 11am, I want to take Brit to breakfast first.
Sounds good. I'll talk to you later, I just wanted to see why you two were so quiet and make sure you didn't kill my babies over there. Quinn laughed.
Hey, you can have them if you want, well not Mackenzie. Santana laughed. Talk to you later, babe.
She hung up the phone and went to finish her emails when Peyton ran in the office. "Lita, I'm here!'
Santana smiled and extended her arms out so Peyton could run into them, she stopped halfway and yawned while rubbing her eyes before shaking her head and continuing to run into Santana's embrace. "Someone's tired." Santana said softly while picking up her granddaughter and kissing her on the cheek when Peyton immediately cuddled in her chest. "Is your mommy and daddy here?" Peyton nodded against her chest and sighed.
"Nicholas too."
"Whoa, everyone huh?" Santana leaned over and turned her computer off and slipped her phone in her pocket. "Let's go lay down on the couch upstairs with BB."
"I'mnotired." Peyton mumbled as her eyes drooped from Santana's gently rubbing her back.
"I know you aren't, but BB needs someone to cuddle with." Santana told her.
"Dinner was edible and I don't feel like I need to vomit." Carter smiled. "Good job Mackenzie."
Santana rolled her eyes and sighed. "Carter and Ashton clear the table, Mackenzie start the dishes, Ashton mop the kitchen afterwards, and Carter you can vacuum in here and shine the table."
"Dinner was really good, Mackenzie." Madison smiled. "You inherited your moms cooking skills."
"As much as she was in the kitchen growing up when they cooked I'm not surprised." Noah laughed. "I'm going to check on the kids." He kissed Madison on the cheek and high fived Mackenzie on the way out.
"Madison, can Brittany and I talk to you in the sunroom?" Santana asked while standing up and placing her napkin in her plate. "Mackenzie when you start laundry again, please wash the dinner linen, follow the tag for wash instructions."
"Ok mom." Mackenzie while finishing her glass of water.
Brittany frowned but stood up and followed Santana and Madison to the sunroom, she watched Santana close the doors behind them while taking a seat in front of the aquarium. "What's going on?" Brittany asked while lifting her leg on the couch.
"Are you feeling ok momma?" Madison asked.
"Yes, honey, I just want to keep my knee elevated as much as possible so I'm not putting extra strain on it." Brittany smiled. "Are you glowing?" She then asked while staring at Madison. "You're skin looks great right now."
"Probably just the sun setting on it." Madison shrugged.
Santana narrowed her eyes. "Brittany, Madison needs to tell me something, and I want you to hear it as well."
Brittany raised her eyebrow at Santana as she sat down next to her. "Ok..."
"Mom, please."
"Mom, please, what?" Santana asked.
"What's going on?" Brittany asked. "Is something wrong with the kids? Are my grandbabies okay?"
"Yes, they are." Madison assured her.
"All three of them?" Santana asked.
Brittany's eyes quickly widened as a huge smile crossed her face and she placed her hand on Madison's stomach. "Congratulations honey." She beamed.
"No, no Brit...not congratulations." Santana snapped.
Brittany's heart dropped quickly as she moved her hand. "You lost the baby?" She whispered.
"No, she doesn't want it." Santana shrugged. "She wants to get rid of it like a pair of last seasons Louboutins."
Brittany frowned while staring at Madison who was now glaring at Santana, the Latina crossed her arms and glared back at her. "What the hell is going on? Santana why are telling me this when Madison is right here. Madison...?"
"I am pregnant." Madison said through her teeth while staring at Santana. "And i unfortunately am not happy because it's taken me a little off guard."
"Oh..." Brittany mouthed.
"She wants to have an abortion." Santana yelled, causing Brittany to jump and glance at Madison before grabbing Santana's arm to pull her back down to her sitting position.
"I never said that." Madison replied quickly.
"You said you didn't want to keep it." Santana told her. "Just have the baby and give it to us to raise then, you aren't killing my grandchild."
"What?!" Brittany and Madison both replied quickly.
"Ok, everyone calm down." Brittany said quickly. "What does Noah have to say about all of this?"
"He doesn't know yet." Santana snapped.
"Santana, I'm asking Madison." Brittany said gently. "Madison..."
"I haven't told him yet, I plan on telling him tonight." Madison replied while burying her face in her hands.
"Are you considering getting an abortion?" Brittany asked her quietly, just above a whisper.
"Married women don't get abortions unless they cheated." Santana snapped.
"I told you I didn't cheat on him Mrs. Lopez-Pierce." Madison yelled.
"Watch your tone with me." Santana snapped.
"Watch yours with me." Madison retorted. "With all due respect, you aren't my mother, this is a matter between me and my husband, and no momma, abortion never crossed my mind."
"You told me in the bathroom..."
"I know what I said." Madison interrupted her. "I wasn't thinking, you caught me off guard, but not once did abortion cross my mind."
"Who's getting an abortion?" Noah asked while walking in the room. "We can hear you yelling in the kitchen."
Brittany sighed and stood up. "Santana, I need to speak with you in our bedroom, now."
"Mom are you pregnant?" Noah asked with a scowl.
"Nope, a different mom in the room is." Santana smirked.
"Santana now, dammit." Brittany snapped while leaving the room.
"Momma?" Noah questioned while closing the doors behind him.
"Talk to your wife, sweetheart." Brittany said softly. "Madison, I'm sorry." She then said sincerely while glaring at her wife.
Brittany walked quickly through the kitchen, noticing Carter, Ashton, and Mackenzie all jump back from the door when it opened. "Clean." She told them, her eyes straight ahead while walking to their room.
Santana followed behind her to their bedroom, she walked in and sat on the bed while Brittany slammed the bedroom door. "What the fuck was that, Santana?!" She snapped.
"Whoa...you're mad at me?" Santana asked quickly.
"So momma's pregnant?" Carter asked. "Isn't she too old?" He questioned while leaning against the island in the kitchen.
"No, mom is." Ashton frowned.
"You two are dumb, Madison is pregnant and isn't happy enough for mom's standards so mom is assuming she wants an abortion." Mackenzie rattled off as she began to load the dishwasher.
"Well damn." Ashton sighed.
"So Snixx's wrath has taken a new direction." Carter shrugged. "Maybe I can get my phone back."
"You are so disgusting." Mackenzie rolled her eyes.
Carter shrugged and left the kitchen to get more dishes from the dining room.
"What you just did in the room was fuckin ridiculous." Brittany snapped. "How dare you attack her like that? How dare you say half of the things you did?"
"So you want her to get an abortion?" Santana questioned. "She's killing our grandchild!"
"She said she didn't want an abortion, she said she didn't even consider one." Brittany yelled.
"You of all people should be against abortion." Santana told her while sitting back on the bed and taking her pants off.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Brittany asked quickly, praying the conversation didn't go in the direction she knew it was more than likely headed.
"You had a miscarriage, you had trouble getting pregnant." Santana told her. "So for her to just basically want to throw the baby away should be a slap in the fuckin face."
Brittany gasped as her eyes began to sting with tears. "I know you are on a roll from being pissed at the kids, so I'm going to walk out of the room before I say something I regret, and you keep talking out of your ass while putting your foot in your mouth."
"What did I do now?" Santana asked as she walked in the closet and came back out with sweats and a hoodie in her hands. "I'm so sick of being reprimanded like a fuckin child when I voice an opinion in this damn house by you."
"Santana, watch it." Brittany said lowly. "You were out of line and you know you were. You just stuck your nose into a married couple's business, that was not your place to tell me she's pregnant, it's not your place to tell her whether or not to keep the baby, it's not your place to demand she tells Noah anything, and it's not your place to offer to raise a baby, we are 50 years old. What is wrong with you?"
"My grandchild's life is my business." Santana replied while putting her sweats on aggressively causing her to fall back in the bed and mumble in Spanish to herself.
"You need to learn to stay out of the kids lives." Brittany told her. "You're a smother."
"Maybe you don't care enough." Santana shrugged. "I'm not going to stand by and let her have an abortion."
"Are you even fuckin listening?" Brittany asked while reaching forward and tapping Santana's ears, causing her to glare at her wife and move her head away.
"Don't patronize me."
"Don't try the Snixx bullshit with me, it's never worked on me and it never will work with me." Brittany told her. "I'm not scared of you and you know it."
"Whatever." Santana put her hoodie on and struggled to get her head through the hole from moving too quickly. Brittany sighed and moved to help her but Santana felt her arms and jumped back. "Don't touch me, I got it."
"They way you're behaving now is why people call you a bitch." Brittany told her.
"Did you call me a bitch?" Santana asked as her eyes widened.
"You need to stop, just learn when you've gone too far sometimes." Brittany snapped. "I'm tired of apologizing for your over dramatic antics, it's getting old. We aren't Cheerios roaming the halls of McKinley anymore." She then left the room slamming the door behind her.
"I love you too." Santana yelled while rolling her eyes and going to the bathroom slamming the door behind her.
2am
"It's about time you came up to bed." Santana said quietly when Brittany walked in the bedroom and headed straight to the closet. She changed her clothes and came out in a pair of small shorts and a long sleeve t-shirt. She then went in the bathroom and closed the door while she brushed her teeth and washed her face. Since the argument earlier Brittany hadn't seen her wife, she relaxed in her dance studio with her laptop while Santana stayed in the bedroom. Santana got out bed and walked over to the door and knocked. "Brit, can we talk?" When she didn't get a response she went and sat back on the bed.
Brittany came out of the bathroom and grabbed her pillow off the bed and started to make her way to the door.
"Where are you going?" Santana asked quickly.
"To sleep with Mackenzie since Nicholas and Peyton are in the guestrooms." Brittany replied, not bothering to turn around. "You know they stayed since their parents left in a screaming match."
Santana sighed. "Come to bed, Brittany."
"I don't want to argue, I'm exhausted physically and emotionally spent, I'm going to bed to cuddle with my daughter." Brittany said above a whisper.
"Brit..." Santana sighed.
Brittany turned around quickly. "What Santana? I don't want to talk, I have nothing to say to you right now, and I know you're horny and want sex, that's why you are only wearing a little tank top and a thong. I don't want to be groped and felt on all night while you whine about being horny. We are not having sex tonight."
"I have a migraine and you know sex helps it quickly, I need a release." Santana said softly.
"You don't have a migraine and if you want a release so bad, knock yourself out." Brittany told her while walking over to grab her cellphone.
"Great, I'll just break the no masturbation rule then." Santana stated.
Brittany threw her pillow on the floor and walked to the closet, she grabbed a vibrator and turned it on before tossing it on the bed. "Knock yourself out." She then picked up her pillow and left the room.
Santana picked up the vibrator and turned it off before throwing it against the wall, causing it to crack, she then laid down angrily and covered her face with her arm.
Brittany heard Santana throw the vibrator against the wall before walking down to Mackenzie's room, she walked in quietly and got in bed to her daughter. Mackenzie woke up slightly. "Are you sick?" Mackenzie asked groggily.
"I'm okay, I just need to cuddle with you." Brittany told her.
"Ok." Mackenzie moved over as Brittany slid closer to the middle of the bed and opened her arm for her daughter. Mackenzie kissed her on the cheek and laid back down on Brittany's shoulder. Brittany kissed her on the forehead and held her tightly before closing her eyes.
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