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Santana sat down after greeting the radio host with her manager, Clive, who met her at the radio station. Brittany waited in the private lobby, going over the remainder of Santana's schedule for the day, she was set to attend a lunch mixer with some of the other performers and celebrities that were in town for the concert, before going to a meet and greet, and finally meeting with a few celebrities at a club; all of which Santana was no longer in the mood to do after the events that recently took place.

"Ready?" The DJ asked the Latina, who nodded with a small smile.

"We're back, ladies and gents we have a treat for you today in the studio, the newest singing sensation Santana Lopez, who is fresh off the success of her debut album is in the studio right now, live in Hawaii, how are you doing babe?"

"Good, I'm so excited to be here, thanks for having me." Santana smiled brightly, relaxing more.

"Is it your first time in Hawaii?"

"It actually is, I'm having a great time too, it's so beautiful and warm here, I remember seeing pictures as a kid and always wanting to go, and now that I'm here I want to make the most of the experience. I have my performance tomorrow, but I plan to stay a few extra days to explore the city and take in some sights, visit some museums, just really soak up everything."

The DJ smiled. "Anyone special you plan on doing that with?"

Santana shifted in her seat but nodded. "My assistant and her daughter, I just hired her not long ago and she works so hard keeping up with my crazy schedule and my demands and needs professionally, her daughter is only 3 years old, so I know it's hard on her as well, so I plan on making sure they have a nice vacation as well. I'm blessed with the fruits of my career, and make sure that my staff reaps the benefits as well. So my hairstylist and make up artist are coming as well. Everyone in my life is special, yes I have special people to experience this with."

"There have been some rumors..."

"Rumors are a part of the life I lead." Santana quickly cut him out. "I know people are going to talk, and if they want to make remarks about me, I get it, but I do ask that my assistant maintain her privacy, and especially that her daughter maintains her privacy. She's an innocent and sweet child, who certainly didn't chose this life. The media has blown up her world with speculation and headlines, not bothering to find out the truth, but I know that's what helps drive traffic to their websites and blogs, and gets their magazines purchased. So...now that's that is settled, can we move on to talking about the show?" She smiled.

"Absolutely." The DJ nodded. "So let's talk about your set list, any surprises?"

"You did great!" Brittany smiled once they were seated in the limo and heading back to the hotel a few hours later, after Santana did more press, flawlessly dodging questions about the pictures that surfaced of her and Brittany on the beach.

"I'm so bad at interviews." Santana blushed. "Luckily most of it was the over the air, since we both know how bad my body language is on the red carpet." She added softly.

"We'll work on that." Brittany assured her, speaking just above a whisper.

Santana nodded and leaned back, she placed her sweater between them on the seat and slipped her hand under, Brittany quickly getting the hint and sliding her hand under the sweater as well, holding the Latina's. She glanced up at Santana, rubbing her thumb across her girlfriend's knuckles soothingly.

"So you have a few hours to rest before hair and make up come to get you ready for the night activities." Brittany reminded her, Santana, who was looking out the window, nodded slowly, but didn't look at her as Brittany continued to go over some details for her concerning the next two days. "Santana, are you listening?" Brittany finally asked, realizing that Santana hadn't responded to her all.

"Yes, baby." Santana nodded and whispered. "Just taking in the beauty of the island, but I'm listening, sorry."

Brittany blushed at the term of affection before regaining her composure. "Did you actually eat at the luncheon or would you like for me to have lunch waiting for you at the hotel?"

"I didn't eat." Santana shook her head. "No time, I was so busy talking and mingling, Clive had me walking around every single chance he got." She sighed. "I made a lot of good contacts, but I heard a lot of whispers too."

Brittany squeezed her hand in support but didn't say anything. They rode in silence the remainder of the way back to the hotel, each looking out of the window taking in the sights, but still holding hands under the sweater, every so often Brittany would use her thumb to stroke Santana's knuckles, the Latina blushing and squeezing her hand in return.

"Miss Rachel, that's funny." Kenadee laughed as they entered the hotel suite, the little blonde spotting her mother right away and jumping up, running into her arms.

Brittany kneeling down and picking her up, hugging her tightly right away. "Hey, honey, did you behave for Miss Rachel?"

"Yes, momma." Kenadee nodded quickly. "Hi Miss S'tana!" She waved happily.

Santana waved in reply, taking a sip of her water, before walking over and kissing her on the forehead. "Rachel, any messages for the room while I was out?"

"Nope, but your mom called me." Rachel replied.

Santana cleared her throat. "I'll deal with her when I get back in New York, are you leaving today? Can you stay for a fewe days, I want to take Brittany out on a date and need someone to watch Kenadee for us." She whispered quietly, glancing at Brittany, who had her daughter in her lap, now reading her a story.

"Sure. I can rearrange my schedule." Rachel nodded.

"Great, thanks." Santana smiled. "I'm going to text you some instructions that I need you to follow for me to pull this off, and I need everything in your name."

"Got it." Rachel smiled. "What time do you need me back tonight or is Brittany staying back from tonight's events?"

"She's not going." Santana shook her head. "So I think we are okay, I'm supposed to just go with Clive."

"Got it, well Brittany and Miss Kenadee maybe I'll come over tonight and keep you girls company with a movie and popcorn party." Rachel smiled, waving goodbye to them before leaving the suite, heading back to her hotel.

"I'm going to lay down for a little while." Santana told Brittany. "Spend some time with your baby girl." She smiled, heading to lay down. She stripped down and put on a tank and a pair of shorts, after pulling her hair into a high bun she closed the blinds in the room, only leaving the balcony door cracked, wanting some air to waft in the room.

An hour later Brittany walked in the room, she quietly changed into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. She slipped in bed behind Santana and exhaled softly before carefully wrapping her arm around the Latina, not wanting to wake her up. Santana turned in her arms and opened her eyes, staring at her. "Everything okay?"

Brittany nodded. "Yeah, everything's okay. Kenadee is down for a nap so I thought I would come nap with you." She paused and leaned back a little. "I'm sorry, did you want to be alone?"

Santana quickly pulled Brittany back close to her. "No, I want you here. I was just asking." She leaned forward and kissed Brittany softly, wrapping her arm around her as well. "I was just making sure, I didn't expect you to come lay down, that's all. Don't you move." She added teasingly.

"How are you dealing with everything?" Brittany asked. "It's just us now, so you can be completely honest right now."

"I'm scared." Santana sighed. "But, I don't want to talk about that. I just want to lay with my girlfriend and stare at her." She winked.

Brittany blushed. "You are getting mighty comfortable with the word girlfriend now. I love it."

"I love saying it." Santana exhaled. "I have a surprise for us tonight, for our anniversary."

"I told you I don't want anything, honey, you do so much..."

Santana shook her head. "I do things for you to help you and Kenadee, yes, I do a lot for you in that respect. But this is different, this is my spoiling my girlfriend, it's different, so please just let me."

Brittany swallowed thickly. "I'm just not used to it, sorry."

"Don't be." Santana shook her head. "I told you that I want to share my world with you, I'm blessed, super blessed. We are a couple and that means what's mine is now yours." She stated firmly. "And Kenadee's." She blushed, thinking of the surprise she set up for the little blonde as well. "Tonight you aren't the woman I took in to save her and her daughter, or my assistant, you are my girlfriend, and we are celebrating one week together."

"You have events tonight." Brittany asked. "You want me to go to those with you?" She asked slowly.

"No, I'm skipping those." Santana smiled. "Tonight we are hanging out, just me, you and Kenadee."

"Santana..."

"Nope, you're my girlfriend right now, not my assistant." Santana laughed as there was a knock on the door. "You don't get to scold me."

Brittany laughed. "Fine, but as your girlfriend I'm still going to tell you that you should go tonight." She sat up in bed. "I ordered lunch for you, be right back."

Santana nodded as Brittany hopped out of bed, she glanced at Kenadee, who was fast asleep holding a teddy bear on the couch. She kissed her daughter on the cheek and went to the door, reaching in her back pocket she handed the bell hop a tip and grabbed the tray. She set down the fruit salad she ordered for Kenadee to snack on when she woke up and carried the rest to the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"I got you a grilled chicken Cesar salad." Brittany smiled.

"Extra parm cheese." They both stated, Santana laughing while blushing.

"Thank you, did you order yourself something to eat?" Santana asked as Brittany began to unwrap her lunch for her. "Stop fussing over me, Brit, you're in girlfriend mode, come snuggle next to me and eat."

Brittany nodded. "I ordered a large salad, hoping to share, and I got myself some fries."

"Fries?" Santana laughed.

"What do you have against fries?" Brittany laughed, sitting against the headboard, Santana opened her arm and wrapped it around Brittany, kissing her on the cheek.

Brittany squeezed ketchup all over the fries, Santana cringing slightly. "They get soggy that way." She whined playfully.

"Oh, I forgot you're a puddle girl, sorry babe." Brittany laughed softly.

"It's okay, baby." Santana replied. "That just means we have to hurry up and eat them." She smiled brightly, pushing the salad aside and holding up a fry to the blonde's mouth. "I love you, and thank you for being right here with me right now. Thank you for getting me through this."

"I love you too." Brittany replied quickly. "So much, and I see you sliding your hands over my side of the fries." She laughed, popping Santana's hand softly.

Santana laughed and reached for the remote, turning the TV on. "Let's see what's on this afternoon."

7pm

I know Clive, but I'm just not in the mood tonight. I'll go to all the events tomorrow, I promise.

Santana, these events can really boost your image and great for you to mingle.

I know, but I just...I just want to hang around my hotel suite, rest my voice for tomorrow.

Okay, make sure you rest, no crazy partying and drinking all night.

Got it.

Santana hung up her cell phone and finished running around the living room portion of the suite, getting everything in place quickly. "No peeking Brittany." She laughed, yelling towards the door.

Brittany brushed Kenadee's hair into a ponytail and smiled. "Miss Santana has a surprise for us."

"A surprise?" Kenadee asked with wide eyes. "Toys?"

"Hmmmm, I don't know about toys." Brittany smiled. "Miss Santana has given you a lot of toys already, so you are okay with toys, right?"

Kenadee smiled and nodded. "We got a lot of toys to play with. I thank Miss S'tana."

Brittany rubbed her back and lifted her in her lap. "Momma is so happy that you always say thank you and please. You are so polite."

Kenadee blushed and turned a soft shade of red, leaning on her mother's chest. Brittany picked her up and carried her to the window, rubbing her back and kissing her on the forehead. "Look how pretty it is outside."

"Pretty." Kenadee nodded quickly. "We play in the sand with Miss S'tana again?" She asked, her big blue eyes looking up at her mother.

Brittany smiled. "Let's ask Miss Santana if we can go play in the sand tomorrow morning. Momma has to work tomorrow so Miss Rachel is going to stay with you again, okay?"

Kenadee nodded. "Miss Rachel nice."

"She's very nice." Brittany agreed. "Do you remember when I promised you I would show you the beach and the world, I'm making good on some of my promises, you eat all three meals, you're warm and snug every night, you're safe." Brittany paused and sniffled, getting overwhelmed at how far they've come in just a matter of two months. "You have clothes that fit and are clean. I promise to never get us in that situation again. Do you believe momma?"

"Yes." Kenadee smiled, kissing Brittany on the cheek, catching a few of her tears.

Santana who was outside the door waited until Brittany was done talking and she heard her humming, she knocked softly. "Brit and Kenadee?"

Brittany smiled, kissing Kenadee on the top of the head again, before setting her down and laughing when she ran to the door happily and opened it quickly. Santana kneeled down and hugged her before standing and kissing Brittany quickly on the cheek. "Welcome ladies." She smiled shyly as she pushed the door open wider and revealed the living room portion of the suite covered in white lights, a projector set up facing one of the white walls in the suite. She had the pillows set up creating a little fort, bowls and platters of snacks in the middle of milkshakes waiting to them.

"Look momma!" Kenadee exclaimed, running over to the pillow set up and smiling.

"Whoa...so cool." Brittany smiled, glancing at Santana. "You are always so full of surprises."

Santana winked at her and smiled. "Rachel helped me out." She picked up the remote and handed it to Kenadee. "Press this button to look through the cartoons, K, and pick one for us to watch."

"Okay." Kenadee smiled and began to scroll through the cartoons.

"It's all healthy stuff, pretzels, and yogurt covered raisins." Santana told Brittany, who pulled her into a searing kiss and nodded before sitting down behind Kenadee, lifting her daughter in her lap. Santana blushed and sat down next to them, so close that her and Brittany's thighs were touching.

"Before we start the movie, momma wants to talk to you about Miss Santana." Brittany turned Kenadee around her lap and smiled.

"Brit?" Santana managed to get out. "Are you sure?"

"Miss S'tana leaving?" Kenadee asked sadly.

"No, honey, I'm not leaving...am I?" Santana replied, looking up at Brittany.

"No." Brittany replied. "Miss Santana is my special friend now, and we want to talk to you about what that means."

"Miss S'tana has to stay with us." Kenadee said quickly.

"I will." Santana nodded quickly. "I'm not leaving you or your momma."

Brittany nodded, locking eyes with Santana. "So Miss Santana is my special friend, so sometimes we'll hug and you'll see us kiss."

"Kiss?" Kenadee blushed.

"Yes." Brittany laughed. "Is that okay with you?"

Kenadee nodded quickly, looking between both women.

Santana cleared her throat. "Do you remember the other day I promised you that I wouldn't let anyone hurt you or your momma and that I wouold protect you both?" Kenadee nodded, leaning forward on Brittany's chest again. "I really meant that, honey. It takes a special person to share their momma with someone. It takes a lot of trust too. Do you know what trust is?"

Kenadee shrugged and shook her head no.

"It's um..." Santana bit her bottom lip while she thought. "Momma gives you food, right?" Kenadee nodded. "So you trust your momma to feed you, and she helps you with your bath, so you trust her to keep you clean. So by you sharing your momma with me, you trust me to keep her happy. Does that make sense?"

Kenadee smiled and nodded. "You share your momma with me, so I share my momma."

Santana wiped the tear pooling in her eyes, as Brittany rubbed her daugher's back, kissing the top of her head. "That's awesome that you are so good at sharing. I'll keep sharing my mom with you, honey, don't worry. You don't mind sharing your momma with me?"

"No."

"Thank you, honey." Santana smiled happily.

"You kiss now?" Kenadee leaned back and looked at Brittany.

"You want us too?" Brittany asked, Kenadee nodding in reply. She leaned over and softly pressed her lips against Santana's briefly. "Is that okay?"

"Miss S'tana smile!" Kenadee pointed and laughed at the slight blush creeping up Santana's neck.

"So...how about we start the movie?" Brittany suggested, smling at Santana.

"Momma, I sit with Miss S'tana?" Kenadee asked.

"You're leaving me?" Brittany playfully pouted, but she was secretly happy that Kenadee was so receptive to Santana.

"I be back to you momma." Kenadee smiled as she crawled into Santana's lap.

"I love you, K." Santana whispered, glancing at Brittany, who nodded to her that it was okay.

"I love you too, Miss S'tana." Kenadee replied happily, reaching for a handful of popcorn.

Brittany wrapped her arm around Santana laying her head on her girlfriend's shoulder as she started they movie. Kenadee leaned back on Santana's chest, holding her milkshake tightly coughed slightly from drinking too fast.

"Slow down." Santana whispered to her, sitting her up and patting her back, before rubbing her chest the way her mother would do her as a child.

Brittany exhaled in contentment as Kenadee laughed at the cartoon characters.

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