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"Mami! Mami! Mami!" Kyle said jumping up and down on her bed. Santana slowly forced her eyes open and saw that her bed was empty on the other side.
"Feliz cumpleaños mijo!" Santana smiled pulling her son into a hug. He squealed excitedly and hugged her back. "Donde está Brittany?"
"Momma está en la cocina." he answered in spanish.
"What is she doing in there?" Santana asked glancing at the clock with the biggest smile on her face, Kyle had once again called Brittany Momma. It was eight in the morning, Santana rubbed her eyes and sat up.
"Making breakfast, she said that I could call her Momma, isn't that awesome!" Kyle said excitedly.
"That is great mijo! Why don't you go help her with breakfast and I'll go brush my teeth?" Santana said.
"Okay!" he said and ran back to the kitchen. "Mami's brushing her teeth!" Kyle said to Brittany as she flipped some pancakes.
"Good, can't be letting her sleep in on your birthday right?" Brittany smiled rolling up the sleeves of her sweatshirt and putting the last of the pancakes on the plate next to bacon.
Brittany listened as Kyle babbled on about nothing and started cutting up his pancakes and putting syrup on them. She threw a few pieces of bacon on the plate and poured him a glass of orange juice. After setting the plate in front of him she made plates for her and Santana and got two mugs of coffee. Santana appeared as she was setting their food and coffee down on the table. She snaked her arms around Brittany's waist from behind and kissed the back of her neck.
"Smells soooo good! How does it taste birthday boy?" Santana asked pulling Brittany's chair out for her.
"I's am'in M'i." Kyle said with his mouth full with pancakes. Santana assumed he meant, Its amazing Mami.
"Kyle, please don't talk with your mouth full mijo." Santana lightly scolded knowing that she had asked him.
"Sorry." he said after swallowing causing Brittany to giggle a little bit.
"So, little man-"
"I'm not a little man anymore, I'm 4!" Kyle said cutting Brittany off.
"Sorry, big man, I didn't know exactly what to get you for your birthday so I had an idea, do you want to hear it?" Brittany asked, she sounded quite excited.
"YES!" Kyle said stopping his eating so her could look at Brittany. Santana smirked at her son's antics but she too was curious about what Brittany was planning.
"Well, I'll tell you then, how about you and I take a whole day for just me and you and we go out to lunch, do whatever you want and then we'll go to Toys R Us and pick out something for you, how does that sound?" Brittany asked, the little boys face broke out into a wide grin and he nodded quickly.
"Yes, Momma that's awesome!" Kyle said, Brittany smiled as he addressed her as Momma, it was going to take both her and Santana a little while to get used to him calling her that, not that it bothered either of them.
"Good, how about sometime next week?" Brittany said glancing sideways at Santana who nodded. "We can give Mami some peace and quiet so she can write."
"Yes!" he said excitedly again. After smiling at Brittany he went back to eating, or inhaling, his pancakes.
Kyle finished quickly and excused himself to catch his morning dose of Spongebob. Santana and Brittany ate the rest of their food in a comfortable silence.
"Britt, those were really good and smart move with paper plates I hate doing dishes in the mornings." Santana said as Brittany laughed.
"I know. So are you okay with me taking Kyle out next week?" Brittany asked.
"Sure am, Momma." she said with a cute smile on her face.
"Its gonna take some time to get used to that." Brittany smiled. "But I like it."
"It suits you." Santana smiled placing a quick kiss on Brittany's lips.
"Let's go get dressed so I can give Kyle his present because the second he gets I know that we will be on our way to Central Park." Santana said with a smile taking Brittany's hand and leading her to their room.
They got dressed in comfortable clothes, jeans, T-shirts, sweatshirts and sneakers before helping Kyle do the same. He complained about wanting to stay in his pajamas for a while longer but when Santana said he was getting his present he got dressed faster then they thought possible. Santana told him to sit with Brittany in the living room while she retrieved his present from her bedroom. Kyle was bouncing with excitement and Brittany couldn't help but giggle.
"AY DIOS MIO!" Kyle shrieked as Santana came around the corner wheeling a brand new red bicycle. Kyle sprinted forward and hugged his mother tightly before letting her go and examining the bike carefully.
"What do you think mijo?" Santana asked with a signature Lopez smirk that Kyle had also seemed to have mastered.
"Its amazing Mami!" Kyle said. "Can we go to the park pleeeaaase."
"What did I tell you?" Santana said to Brittany. "Sure buddy, how about I call Uncle Noah and see if he wants to come too?"
"YES!" Kyle said.
"Oh, and don't forget your brand new helmet." Brittany said pulling a black helmet with a red stripe out from behind the couch.
"Thank you!" he said taking it and giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Go get your shoes and have Momma tie them while I call Uncle Noah." Santana smiled.
Twenty minutes later Brittany was sitting next to Puck on a park bench in Central Park while Santana chased Kyle around on his new bike. Puck had spent the past few minutes questioning Brittany about things but now Brittany decided it was her turn, she knew nothing more about Puck then that he had joined the army.
"So Puck, or Noah as Santana and Kyle like to call you, why did you join the Army?" Brittany questioned after telling him of her near run in with Kurt and Blaine in California.
"Well after graduation I knew I didn't want to go to college, but I honestly wanted to do something worth while so I joined. I've been deployed four times in the best five years, I almost died twice and I have been offered an honorable discharge quite a few times but I really want to stick with it." Puck answered honestly. Brittany could tell by the look in his eyes that he really did like his job and he was probably damn good at it.
"Puck, that really is great, I'm proud of you, even though its really weird to see you without a mohawk." Brittany said.
"Well its weird to see you in general." Puck laughed in retort.
"Touché Puckerman." Brittany laughed.
"So, you aren't going anywhere again are you?" Puck asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"What do you mean?"
"Brittany I love you but if you hurt Santana-"
"I'm gonna stop you right there Puck, I would never intentionally hurt Santana, ever. I had to disappear because my life was in danger and had she gone with me hers would have been too, but I would never leave her willingly." Brittany said, she was getting sick of people thinking that she had just dropped Santana when she "died", she would have given anything to have had Santana with her.
"Sorry Britt, you weren't there, it was awful." he muttered.
"That's what everyone keeps telling me." Brittany said quietly.
"We almost couldn't get her to your funeral, it was terrible."
February 23rd
Santana was lying in her bed, she couldn't move, couldn't sleep, all she did was stare at the ceiling of her bedroom. It was almost noon and she had made no move to put on the black dress that lay on the end of her bed. She couldn't do it, she couldn't go to Brittany's funeral, going to the funeral would mean excepting the fact that once and for all Brittany was gone and that she was never coming back.
The funeral started at one and that meant that her mother would be up to check on her in the next few minutes, probably her father as well. It had been three days and Santana didn't know how to function. Every night since that day someone from the Glee Club had come over for the day, after school or to spend the night. It was nice but Santana couldn't really do anything. She had become a zombie, she didn't want food, she hardly slept and she couldn't even cry anymore.
As she expected at 12:15 there was a knock on her bedroom door. She didn't acknowledge the knock knowing that whoever it was would come in anyway. It was her mother and father. Her mother was dressed in a black dress, and her father in a black suit, white dress shirt and black tie. They were both looking extremely upset. Her mother looked at her and then back to the dress on the end of her bed and then back to her again.
"Santana, mija, you need to get dressed so I can fix your hair." her mother said quietly.
"I can't do this Mami." Santana said in a hoarse whisper.
"Mija, you can. She would want you to be there, you know that she would." her father said.
"I can't." Santana repeated.
"Santana." her father said in a soft voice and she just shook her head. Her father left the room and she could hear him on his cellphone.
"Mija, please, Brittany wouldn't want you like this, you know that." she tried to reason.
"Mami, just leave me alone, I cannot go." Santana said feeling tears in her eyes. Her mother left but a few minutes later her door opened and Quinn, Mercedes, and Puck walked in. They were all dressed in all black as well.
"Santana." Puck said.
"I can't." she repeated.
"You have to." Quinn said.
"I don't have to do anything." Santana said.
"Yes you do, now stand up so you can get dressed." Mercedes said.
Santana knew that they wouldn't leave her alone and that Brittany would have kicked her ass if she saw her like this. So because of that she let them dress her in the black dress and do her hair and make up. She held Mercedes and Quinn's hands as she walked down the stairs and Puck had his hand on her shoulder.
They arrived at the funeral hall and sat in the front row. Mercedes, Quinn and Puck sat on the left pew with the rest of the Glee Club, Mr. Schue, Sue, Ms. Pillsbury, and Coach Beiste. Santana sat in between hers and Brittany's parents, next to Brittany's brother and Rory. The service started with the standard prayers. After a while it was time for people to give speeches. Brittany's father was the first one and he gave a tear-filled speech that had everyone sobbing. Quinn, Mike, Mr. Schue and Coach Sue also gave speeches, Rory and Santana's father did as well. Santana knew that she had to, everyone was waiting for but she wanted to be last. When the priest asked if there was anyone else Santana didn't move for a moment making sure that no one else was going before she got up and walked to the front.
She took a deep breath before starting her speech. "My name is Santana Lopez, though most of you probably know that. Brittany was my girlfriend, best friend, and soulmate. She was one of those people who could just light up an entire room with a single word, phrase or sometimes even a smile. She had the power to make people smile no matter how upset they were, there aren't many people like that. And she had the power to tame me, which isn't the easiest thing. I have loved Brittany since I met her many years ago, I feel like I have known her forever. I was going to spend the rest of my life with her, but now, now I won't get the chance. I love you Brittany and I will miss you every day for the rest of my life. Rest in Peace B." Santana spoke as clearly as she could, halfway through the speech she had started to cry and had to pause for a moment to cough and catch her breath.
If there was a dry eye there before Santana had stood up there wasn't now. Santana walked back to her seat and buried her head in Rory's shoulder and stayed there for the rest of the service.
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