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Brittany felt a small chill run through her body so she rolled over expecting to cuddle into Santana's warm body, but when she did she stretched her hand out and met a cold bed. She opened her eyes and looked around the room for the Latina, when she didn't see her she glanced over at the clock. 3am? Brittany thought to herself. She rolled out of bed and went to the look for the Latina. She knew she wasn't in the en suite since the light was out, she checked the balcony and noticed she wasn't there either.
She threw on a pair of sweats and went down the hall to Noah's room. She peeped in and saw Noah sound asleep hugging his elephant tightly. She then went to the guestroom where Quinn was sleep with Eli snuggled into her chest.
Brittany was getting increasingly worried as she went downstairs she went to the den where she saw Santana sitting in the dark in the middle of the floor facing the door. As Brittany walked closer she noticed the Latina was rocking herself and saying something repeatedly.
"San?" Brittany said cautiously.
She got closer to the Latina and saw that she was holding a huge butcher knife. Brittany gasped slightly to herself. She had no idea what was going on so she tentatively moved closer.
"Santana". Brittany said a little louder while trying to keep her tears in check and her voice even. "Baby put the knife down."
"He wont hurt us…I wont let him…No…no...no" Santana was chanting over and over just above a whisper.
Brittany sat on the couch where Santana could see her face. Santana was holding the knife so tight that her knuckles were turning white. She was twisting the handle of the knife around and around in her hands so tightly and fast then Brittany could see drops of blood from where the skin broke in the palm of her hand.
"San, baby can you hear me? Its Brit Brit." Brittany asked from the couch. She knew she had approach the very lightly, she wasn't sure what mindset the Latina was currently in. Santana was really quiet after Quinn told them about Richard, like freakishly quiet. The three of them sat in silence and just held one another for a good 30 minutes afterwards. Quinn was exhausted so she ended up going straight to bed. Santana retreated into herself and sat quietly on the end of the couch while her and Brittany watched a little TV.
Santana was shaking and had silent tears to cascading down her face. She allowed Brittany to hold her briefly but that didn't last too long. She excused herself saying she wanted to take a shower and went to bed straight after. Brittany sat in bed and just watched her for hours trying to figure out what going on in her head.
"Santana, baby please look at me." Brittany now pleaded.
"He wont hurt us…I wont let him…No…no...no" The Latina chanted again. Her eyes never leaving the door as silent tears continuously ran down her face. Brittany could feel her heart breaking with every word Santana uttered.
"Who San?" Brittany asked quietly.
"No…no…no" She shook her head while quickly raising the knife above her head before slowly bringing it down.
"Sanny, no one going to hurt you. No one is going to hurt Noah, or Quinn, or me. I promise you're safe. Brittany said gently.
Santana slowly looked up and made eye contact with Brittany. "He won't hurt us…I won't let him…No…no...no" Brittany could see how exhausted she looked. She had deep bags under her eyes, her eyes themselves were swollen, puffy, and red from crying. Brit she whispered.
"Richard will…" Santana whispered. "I won't let him though."
"I know you wont, but you don't have to protect everyone all by yourself. I'm here baby. Can, can I sit by you." Brittany whispered back with a small smile.
Santana nodded slightly while turning her attention back to the door. Brittany got up slowly and sat down on the floor behind the Latina. She inched up slowly until her chest was flush with the Latinas back. She slowly reached her arms around Santana and grabbed her arms hugging her gently.
"He won't hurt us…I won't let him…No…no...no." Santana whispered again.
"No he won't, Sanny. I promise. Your Brit Brit promises not to let him hurt you anymore." Brittany whispered into her ear. "I need you to relax Santana. Lean back into my arms."
She slowly slid her hands down the warm skin of the Latina's arms inching closer to the knife very slowly.
"I love you so much Santana, did you know that? I would do anything for you." Brittany cooed in her ear. I know you would do anything for me…for Noah…for Q. Just relax for me babe. Relax your mind."
Brittany felt Santana slowly relax her body into hers.
"But Richard…..he could come back. I can't let him hurt us." Santana choked out.
Brittany kissed the Latina gently on the back of the neck. Santana relaxed more into Brittany although she was still shaking. Brittany finally got her hands around Santana's hands and she was able to slide the knife out of her hands. Once Brittany got the knife she slid it far across the room, and wrapped her arms tightly around Santana's waist and leaned her head on her back. Santana soon caved in from emotion and leaned forward in defeat as sobs racked her body. Brittany just held her tight and cried with her.
Quinn woke up in a cold sweat, she wasn't having a good night's rest, and now she felt sick. This damn morning sickness She thought to herself as she tried to keep the back flips in her stomach in check. Eli crawled in bed with her after having a nightmare. So a good portion of the night was spent calming him down. He woke up several times which in turn caused Quinn to wake up. She looked down at her sleeping son and was happy to see he looked peaceful. She carefully slid out of bed and went to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom she threw up a few times, she leaned against the cool wall to give herself a little time to steady herself before standing up.
She splashed some cold water on her face before leaving. She really wanted a cup of coffee but she knew with pregnancy that she couldn't have the caffeine, so she decided to just have a cup of gingerale and lay back down for another few hours of sleep, hopefully. When she got downstairs she turned on the light in the den and was startled when she saw Brittany holding a sleeping Santana.
"Brit? What's going on?" Quinn asked while walking over to the blonde and noticing the tears coming down her eyes.
Brittany was sitting on the floor leaning against the front of the couch with Santana laying between her legs sleep with her head on the blondes chest. "Can I tell you later?" Brittany choked out.
Quinn looked around the room confused at the sight. "Yeah sure. Are you okay though?" She said back while sitting on the couch next to Brittany. Brittany immediately leaned her head on Quinn's leg. Quinn reached down and stroked Brittany's hair.
"Yeah, Im ok. We will be ok." Brittany whispered. Quinn nodded in agreement.
"Brit why is that knife over in the corner?" Quinn asked now, her voice shaking.
"Can you just put it up. I'm going to carry Santana upstairs back to bed." Brittany said sitting up straighter. She moved Santana off her chest momentarily so she could stand up.
"No Brit." Santana muttered through her sleep.
"Im still here baby, let's go upstairs." Brittany said sweetly while bending down and picking up the Latina bridal style and carrying her upstairs back to bed. Brittany gently laid her in bed and spooned her close from behind. She waited until Santana's breathing even back out and she knew she was back into a deep sleep before slipping out of bed.
She quietly left the room and went and knocked on the door to the guestroom. "Q?"
"Come in." Quinn called from inside. Brittany walked in and saw Quinn applying a cold compress to Eli's head.
"Is he okay?" Brittany asked gently.
"Yeah, just a nightmare." Quinn said while smiling. "Have a seat."
Brittany came in and sat down in the recliner that was next to the bed. "It's so amazing watching you and Santana with your kids. You both are great parents."
Quinn was now rubbing circles in Eli's back gently. "Thanks Brit," she smiled warmly at the taller blonde. "It's moments like these I regretted giving Beth up." Quinn then pulled the cover over Eli and went to sit closer to Brittany on the other side of the bed.
"You know Beth was supposed to come and stay with us a few weeks ago, but she cancelled last minute." Quinn said sadly.
"That sucks Quinn." Brittany said. "Maybe another weekend then."
"No, Shelby said that Beth is having a hard time understanding why we gave her up and ummm she doesn't want to see me." Quinn said while quickly wiping a tear.
Brittany reached out and grabbed Quinn's hand. "She's like 10 or 11 or something now right?" Quinn nodded. "Remember how stubborn we were at that age? Especially you and San." Brittany chuckled. "Give her some time Quinn, but don't give up on her. She'll come around." Brittany mused.
"You really are the genius that Santana tried to convince us you were in highschool." Quinn said while pulling Brittan in for a hug. "So you want to tell me what downstairs was all about?"
"Well, I woke up and noticed that Santana wasn't in bed. I looked all over for her and finally found her sitting in the den on the floor with a knife saying she had to protect us from Richard. It was so scary Quinn like I've never seen her out of it like that before." Brittany whispered out.
"Wow…I knew it would have an affect on her but I guess I didn't know just how much. We have to watch her Brit..you know to make sure she doesn't get depressed or anything." Quinn replied. "But don't burn yourself out B. Don't get so consumed in taking her of her that you allow yourself to wear down. Ok?"
Brittany nodded. "The same goes for you Quinn. You're pregnant so you need to keep the stress off."
"Go lay down Brit, get some rest." Quinn said while standing up and hugging the her tightly. "We will all get through this…together."
"I love you Q." Brittany said.
"I love you too B." Quinn answered back.
It seemed like Brittany was only asleep for a few minutes before she heard a knock on the door. "Come in. She rasped out."
"Hey Brit sorry to wake up but um Mercedes called and she wants to take the boys for the day. Some of her nephews are in town so she's doing a whole kid day or something at her house." Quinn said quietly when she noticed Santana was still sleep.
"Ok, I will get Noah dressed." Brittany said while lifting her arm from around Santana's waist in an attempt to get up.
"No, stay in bed. I already did it. She actually just picked the boys up. I just didn't want Santana freak out when she woke up." Quinn replied with a smile.
"Thanks Q. I do need to get up though. I have a dance class I'm covering at 2 and I need to go to my apartment still." Brittany said while stretching.
Quinn smiled. "I forgot you had an apartment."
"Yeah I do too sometimes." Brittany mused while she got up and headed towards the bathroom.
Brittany showered and threw on a pair of sweats and a tank top. Santana was still sleep but Brittany didnt want to leave the Latina without letting her know. Brittany said down on the bed next to the sleeping Latina and rubbing her arm. "San, babe I have to go to work for a few hours."
The Latina stirred in her sleep and fluttered her eyes open slowly to find a smiling Brittany.
"Morning Brit." Santana said weakly through a smile.
"Good morning beautiful." Brittany whispered back while leaning down to capture the Latina in a kiss. "I have to go to work, Noah is with Mercedes. I promise I will be back as soon as I can."
"I dont want you to go but I understand." Santana said her eyes brimming with tears.
"San come here." Brittany pulled the Latina into a hug. "I will be back in a few hours. Ok?" Santana nodded against Brittany's chest.
"I love you Brit." Santana whispered. "I love you so much it hurts."
"I feel the same way babe." Brittany responded. "I want you to get some rest today ok? Quinn is here too, so just relax ok?"
Santana was lying in bed letting her thoughts run away with her when she decided enough was enough. She drug herself out of bed, showered, got dressed, and went to find Quinn. She found her sitting in the den reading a magazine.
"Hey Q, how are you feeling?" Santana asked while sitting down next to the blonde on the couch.
"Tired but ok." Quinn replied with a smile. "You?"
"I'm ok. I see Mercedes keeps kidnapping our kids." Santana said with a smirk. "Wheezy needs to pop out a few kids of her own so she can stop hoarding mine."
"She does have our kids a lot but we also have each other's kids a lot." Quinn laughed. "Im glad that we have someone we can trust enough to take our kids so much though."
"That's true…hey let's get out of the house for a bit." Santana suggested.
"Sure…what do you want to go do?"
"Lunch at the mall? I feel like spending a little money." Santana said with a huge smile.
The two hopped in Santana's truck and headed towards the mall. "Do you want to eat at a restaurant or just hit the food court?" Santana asked while turning on the radio.
"Doesn't matter, whatever you want." Quinn replied blandly.
"What's wrong?" Santana looked over at noticed Quinn was rested her head against the window. "Feeling ok?"
"Yeah just a slight headache; I probably just need to eat something." Quinn replied. She was really having a dulling pain in her stomach but didn't want Santana to worry so she used her head as an excuse.
"It's probably just the baby sucking up your blood sugar, look in my purse and grab a life saver." Santana replied calmly. "We can go get first ok?"
Quinn looked in Santana's purse and pulled out a lifesaver. "What's with the candy store in your purse." She said while laughing.
"Ummm, pretty sure I have a 4 year old. Candy keeps him quiet in stores and long car rides." Santana said with a laugh.
"I have twin 5 year olds and I don't have a third of this amount of candy in my purse." Quinn deadpanned.
"As if Manny needs more sugar, I swear your child is worse than Brit when we were younger." Santana laughed at the memories at the 3 of them being children.
They pulled up to the mall 20 minutes later, Quinn was leaning against the window again with her eyes closed. "Q, feeling better? We can go back home." Santana asked gently.
"The candy helped a lot, thanks." Quinn said with a smile while opening her eyes and getting out of the car.
The pair ate a light lunch from one of the Chinese shops in the food court. Santana spent a small fortune on new clothes and shoes for Noah, Manny, and Eli. She picked up a bracelet for Brittany, a new necklace for Quinn, and bought herself new clothes and shoes as well. 3 hours later they were walking back to the car with the tons of bags from the numerous stores they went to.
"Did you have to buy the whole damn mall San?" Quinn grumbled as she lugged the bags in the back of the truck. "Also you and Mercedes need to stop spoiling my kids."
"I'm rich, Mercedes is rich and we are godmothers…we are supposed to spoil your kids." Santana said with a smirk.
They were driving home when Quinn's phone rang. "Hello? Wait…slow down I can't understand what you're saying. Oh my God!"
Santana pulled over to the side of the road as she was getting increasingly worried due to Quinn's conversation. "Q?"
"Ok, which one? Yeah I know where it is. We are on the way right now."
"Quinn what the hell is going on?" Santana shrieked out.
"Get out of the car Santana, Im driving." Quinn commanded.
"Quinn, tell me right now what's going?" Santana yelled as Quinn hopped out of the passenger seat and ran around the car and opened the driver door.
"Scoot over so I can Santana….right now!" Quinn yelled. "We have to go to the hospital.
Santana's face dropped as she quickly slid over the middle console and into the passenger seat. "I can drive to the hospital Q." Santana said angrily.
"Its Noah…he's in the ER. I don't want you driving right now babe. Ok?" Quinn said softly while grabbing Santana's hand with her right hand and she steered with her left hand and sped off towards the hospital.
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