Chapter 11

It didn't take long before Brittany came downstairs again with Oliver.

"You okay?" She asked.

"I can't believe you would let her in here."

Brittany didn't see this coming so she was a little taken back by it.

"Excuse me?"

Santana just looked at her.

"San?"

"No. You just let her in here, like nothings wrong."

"She's trying."

"She's not trying. She's lonely now. She's alone and she figured this would be the place to come."

"San. You don't know that…"

"No. Just please stop talking."

Brittany looked confused.

"I get it, you're upset but.." She didn't get to finish.

"Upset? You are damn right I am. We have talked about this so many times Britt. We both agreed to not let her back in our lives."

"No! You agreed with yourself." She said. " And also we said we wouldn't contact her or your father. But now that she has come to us and .." Again she was cut off.

"Not a chance. It's not happening, not while I'm around." Santana was firm in this, she wasn't going to budge no matter what.

Brittany sighted out loud and looked at Santana disappointing.

"You can decide when it comes to you. Not when it comes to me." Then she took a pause, knowing what she was going to say probably wasn't going to go well with her wife. " Or Oliver."

"You are not taking him to go see her."

"I'm meeting her tomorrow and Oliver is going to come with me."

Santana was stubborn she always has been, but Brittany knew she wasn't going to give in on this. She believed that Maria wanted to become a part of this family and if Oliver could get his grandmother back in his life then that was a plus.

But Santana was angry.

"You're not taking him with you."

"Ohh so you're taking him with you to work then?" She looked at Santana ready to challenge her if it was necessary.

"I'll get someone to watch him."

And by now Brittany was getting pissed. She still had Oliver in her arms and held back her anger.

"That's real mature San."

Santana snapped and screamed.

"I don't want to be mature about this. You don't get it. Your mother has always been there."

Oliver started to cry, Santana went up to try and calm him down. But Brittany turned around. " No." And then she walked upstairs. Santana was beating herself up, she thought to herself. "No, I'm not budging on this, no!"

Brittany came down again and gave Santana a hard look.

"Britt.."

"I don't care if you yell at me, that's never been a problem for me before because I know you, I know how immature you can be." She had her finger pointed at Santana. "But don't do it while I'm holding Oliver, I'm not asking, I'm telling you."

Santana could only nod.

"And you need to be the grown up here and swallow your pride. Because tomorrow I'm meeting your mother and Oliver is coming with." And that was end of discussion.

Santana covered her hands with her face. "I'm sorry Britt." She paused. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. It's not fair, you're not the reason I'm upset."

Brittany took Santana's hand. "I get that you're feeling a lot of emotions right now. I do. I'm not saying that what she did was right, or to just forgive her like that. But everyone deserves a second chance, and she's trying."

Santana started to cry, it was just a couple of tears.

"She just gets to me."

Brittany held her wife.

"I know baby, I know."

It wasn't good day at Rachel's and Quinn's place, but it was better then it had been in a while. Rachel was making diner and Quinn was sitting and reading a magazine.

"That smells really good Rach." She smiled at her. Rachel turned around. "Thank you baby. Lets hope it tastes just as good."

"I'm sure it does."

Then there was a little silence.

"How you feeling today Rach?"

Rachel turned around again and looked at Quinn.

"Good… Better….. I talked to Dad today, and he was thinking he could come and visit next month."

Quinn nodded.

"Yeah, that's fine with me."

"He feels a little lonely you know, after daddy passed away."

It was about 3 years ago since Rachel's daddy aka Ken had died.

"I miss him too, and I miss dad so."

Quinn got up from the chair she was sitting in and wrapped her arms around Rachel. She kissed Rachel's neck. And Rachel was smiling.

"Mmmmmm"

Quinn smiled as well. Rachel turned around and Quinn kissed her. And now they were looking right at each other.

"What was that for?" Rachel asked.

"Just because you are you."

"Well it was nice anyways."

"I called the doctor." Quinn said.

"Oh."

"And we're going to see him next Monday."

"That's fine." Rachel said.

Quinn could here the change in her wife's voice.

"Rach…"

"No, it's fine. I promise." She faked a smile.

"It's necessary." Quinn pointed out.

"I know. I just feel a little weird talking to some random about stuff."

"I know. "

Sooooo it's short, I know. But bare with me on this, I'll try to update sooner and have longer chapters, but my work makes it a little difficult, when it's summer time it gets more to do unlike other who have vacation and shit. LOL.

Anyway review and let me know what you think, I promise we'll get to a happy place soon and the fun will begin, and of course Kurt will be coming back :D