A/N: Here's the newest chapter! Hope you enjoy!
A few weeks later, Santana woke up to her wife staring at her.
"Good morning beautiful." Santana said in a husky, sleep voice.
"Good morning baby."
Santana leaned in for a kiss; Brittany moaned and crawled on top of Santana.
"I love you beautiful." Santana whispered.
"I love you too."
"You should take that pregnancy test this morning. You're three days late with your period." The brunette said softly.
"Yeah." Brittany buried her wife's neck. Santana sensed a little bit of fear within her wife.
"Baby? What's wrong?" She started to rub up and down her wife's back.
"It's nothing." Brittany mumbled.
"I love you, you don't have to lie to me."
Brittany unburied her face out of her wife's neck and placed it on her chest.
"W-will you still love me even if it fails?" Santana heard the uncertainty in her wife's voice.
Santana kissed the top of her wife's head.
"What's with the crazy talk? Of course, I will."
"Did I ever tell you that Sam and I tried for another baby? And we made it to our first appointment only to find out I had a miscarriage?"
"Yeah, you mentioned that."
"It's what drifted me and him apart and I guess that the closer we are to finding out if I'm pregnant or not makes me really apprehensive. Like something is going to go wrong and you're going to leave me." Brittany had tears rolling down her face.
"Oh beautiful." Santana pulled her wife closer. "I'm not Sam. I'm not going to leave you. You have me forever."
"You promise?"
"Of course, Britt-Britt. I've already wasted so much time away from you, I can't waste anymore time away from you." Santana's soft voice was calming her down.
The couple lied there: Santana holding Brittany. They enjoyed each other's silence for a while.
Santana was getting out of the shower when she saw Brittany staring at two pregnancy test boxes. She dried off and came behind Brittany and held her.
"The sooner we take them, the sooner we can get it over with." She whispered soothingly into Brittany's ear.
Brittany nodded and opened the box and headed for the toilet. Santana leaned back against the vanity and took a deep breath.
"I love you, B."
"I love you too, S."
A few minutes later, Santana was holding Brittany as they waited to flip over the pregnancy tests. When the timer that Santana had set on her phone ended, she looked at Brittany, hoping that she had enough strength to flip them over.
Brittany flipped one over.
"Positive," the blonde whispers.
She flipped the other one over.
"Positive," she whispers again.
"Congratulations baby," Santana whispers in her ear.
"Holy shit, I'm pregnant." The blonde whispered.
Brittany's eyes widen as Santana kissed her cheek. The brunette then leaned down and kissed her wife's stomach followed by softly kissing her wife's lips.
"I love you, beautiful." The brunette whispered.
"I-I love you too." Brittany said still shocked.
"We should call Dr. Montgomery today."
"Y-yeah."
"You okay?"
"We're really going to be parents together."
"Yeah, yeah we are."
"I love you, San."
"I love you too, Britt-Britt."
"I'm going to go lay back down for a little while."
"Wait..." Santana picks her bride up bridal style, similar to how she did the night after they got married, and carried her to bed.
"Oh San," Brittany said after being placed in bed, "you didn't have to do that."
"Hell yeah, I did. I'm determined to have this be a relaxing, stress free pregnancy for you."
"How did I get so damn lucky?"
"It's just because I love you, beautiful." Santana said with a shrug.
"I love you too. Now seriously, finish getting ready for work."
"Okay," the brunette leaned down to give her wife a soft kiss, "promise to call or text me if you need anything?"
"Yes baby." Santana got up to go to the bathroom until Brittany stopped her. "Baby?"
"Yes, love?"
"Can we not tell anyone that I'm pregnant until after our appointment with Dr. Montgomery?"
"Yeah, sure." Santana leaned down and kissed her forehead.
Brittany lied there, smiling because she had such a loving, caring, and protective wife.
Zach was sitting in his man caveplaying a video game. He had spent a lot of time there since his birthday. It was a nice getaway spot when he just didn't want to talk to anyone. He had spent a few nights there as well on the pull out couch that his mom and Brittany put in the apartment. He had his MacBook sitting next to him with Skype open waiting for Ashleigh to skype him.
When she finally did, he had a small smile form on his face.
"Hey baby girl." He said waiting for the video to connect.
"Hey handsome." She said when the video finally connected.
"How are you? How's DC?"
"I'm good. DC is good. Did you go home last night?"
"Uhm, no."
"Baby, why not?"
"Because every time I do, my mom or Brittany always ask me how I'm doing and I don't really want to have to lie to them."
"Have you ever thought about telling them the truth?"
"It's a touchy situation, Ash."
"Okay."
"When are you coming back? Do you even know?"
"In about a month. I'm spending most of the summer here."
"Okay."
"Try to go home soon, please. I'm sure your mom and Brittany are worried."
"They know where I am babe."
"Doesn't ease their worries. You've been there for a few days now that you weren't working. You need to deal with your feelings soon."
"Okay, okay. I wanted to see my beautiful girl not have a Dr. Phil session with her."
"Sorry, I'm j-just worried."
"I know, baby."
"Please, go home soon."
"Alright."
Zach heard talking in the background.
"Hey Ash, we need to go now," he heard her twin brother Ty say. "Oh, hey Zach."
"What up, McClain?"
"Not much. Getting ready for Princeton. Spending some time with the family. You?"
"Uhh, currently getting my ass kicked in Modern Warfare."
"Damn, sounds rough. Well, we gotta go dude."
"Oh, okay."
"Bye handsome. Go home tonight."
"I will, I will. Bye beautiful."
They ended their Skype chat and Zach took another swig of his Dr. Pepper with no plans to go home that night.
Santana walked into the house later that evening, Brittany was sitting on the couch watching the evening news with a cup of hot peppermint tea.
"Hey baby." The blonde said as her wife sat down.
"Hey beautiful." Brittany cuddled into Santana. "Have you seen Zach lately?"
"No. I think he's hiding out in his man cavebecause he doesn't want us to ask him how's he's doing."
"Really? You think so?"
"No, I know so, Ashleigh texted me and told me."
"Wow."
"He's been distant since finding out his dad is missing in action. You should probably talk to him."
"Me? Why me?"
"Uhm, other than because your his mother?"
"Why don't you do it?"
"Because I'm going to be the good parent when it comes to Zach. Just like you'll always be the good parent to Riley."
"Yeah, which speaking of that she's been in a mood ever since coming back from Sacramento."
"Yeah, I'll deal with it later. I wanna snuggle with my wife first."
"Did you call Dr. Montgomery today?"
"Yup. We have an appointment on Friday. Or at least I do."
"No, you were right the first time, we. What time?"
"Eleven thirty. Are you sure? I feel bad that you're taking off another day of work."
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"I love you."
"I love you too, Mi Amor."
Brittany leans in and kisses Santana; they continue kissing as Brittany pushes Santana on her back. They were making out on the couch like a couple of teenagers.
Brittany pulled back and rested her head on her wife's chest when they heard a door slam upstairs.
"I should probably go talk to her." Brittany whispered getting up.
"Okay. I can get started on dinner."
"Sounds good."
Brittany walked upstairs and knocked on Riley's door.
"Come in." She heard muffled through the door.
Brittany walked in to see her daughter's face buried into a pillow.
"What's wrong baby girl?" Brittany sat on the end of Riley's bed and placed a comforting hand on her back.
"Nothing," she mumbled.
"Come on, don't lie. Talk to me baby girl." Brittany said softly.
Riley rolled over and curled into her mom; Brittany noticed the tears in her baby girl's eyes.
After a few minutes of silence, Riley finally spoke.
"I knew I'd fuck everything up."
"What do you mean baby girl?" Brittany asked while absentmindedly running her fingers through her daughter's hair.
"With Taylor. I knew I'd screw up everything."
"What happened?"
"I had been talking to Isaiah a lot recently. A lot more than I thought I was. It's just for a lot of our relationship it was somewhat long distance until his dad was honorably discharged from the Navy and they moved here from San Diego. And I had asked him how we did it. Like the distance and stuff. And he said when you love someone enough that things tended to work out for the good. Taylor read that text message and thought I was cheating on her with him. She didn't read the whole conversation, she just read that one message. And she didn't even let me explain. It happened as we were headed for the airport to come home. She won't respond to any of my text messages or phone calls. I knew I would fuck it up somehow."
"Oh baby girl..." Brittany brought her daughter in closer. "Did you two break up?"
"I don't even know."
Brittany embraced her daughter tighter.
"Just give her time to cool off. She'll come around."
"I'm not even cheating on her." Riley quietly sobbed.
Brittany continued rocking her baby girl back and forth.
Meanwhile, Santana was in the kitchen deciding on dinner when Zach walked in from work.
"Hey mijo." Zach gave her a head nod of acknowledgement. "You okay?" He nodded his head. "Are you going to use your words?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Mijo..."
"I don't want to talk."
"I'm not going to ask how are you. Even though I'm worried."
"I'm fine. Okay?"
"Okay." Santana didn't want to push it, but he's been hiding out lately, so she was genuinely curious.
Zach was walking out of the room before Santana stopped him.
"Wait, mijo..." She called out. "Come here."
"Yeah?"
"I am going to ask how you're doing and not because I want to piss you off, but because I'm genuinely worried."
"It's nothing, Mom."
"How stupid do you think I am, mijo?"
"I never said you were."
"Don't act like I am."
"What do you want from me?"
"The truth!"
"You wanna know the truth?" Zach all, but yelled. "I'll give you the truth! Everyone around me is telling me to just get over the fact that my dad is missing in action! That I shouldn't care because he came back into my life when I was basically grown! Well, I'm sorry that I actually care! I'm sorry that I forgave him! I'm so fucking sorry that I actually care about my father's livelihood!"
Santana took a step closer to her son and wrapped her arms around him. She knew that he felt small. She knew he felt insecure and all she wanted to do is just hold him. And he let her hold him.
It took her a few minutes, but Santana managed to get her distraught son to the couch where she was just holding him. She recalled back to a particular time when he cried in her arms and she comforted him, by lowly singing, "Livin' On A Prayer" by Bon Jovi. She started lowly singing it to him right there while running fingers through his hair.
"We gotta hold on to what we got
Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love – we'll give it a shot
Livin' on a prayer."
Zach smiled as he buried his face into his mom's lap. He recalls the very first time she sang that to him when he was five and he failed his first spelling test.
Flashback (Zach: Age 5)
It was a rare thing, but Santana picked Zach up from school. She was standing outside John Adams Preparatory Academy leaning against her car. She had just gotten an internship with one of the biggest record company's in New York. She was lucky enough to get home some nights to put her son to bed.
She was halfway done responding to Rachel's text message about what they wanted dinner when her son came out with a defeated look on his face.
"What's wrong mijo?" She asked as he buried his face in her legs and handed her the piece of paper.
"I'm stupid, aren't I?" He all, but mumbled as she looked at the piece of paper where he got nothing right.
"No," she crouched down and looked her son in the eyes, "you are notstupid. You just need a little extra help."
"I feel stupid."
"You aren't."
Santana embraced her son and as he was burying his face in his mom's neck, she picked him up and placed him the back seat.
The ride home was quiet. Santana looked back at her son who was just staring out the window sitting in his booster seat.
He looked heartbroken and Santana knew she was in for a long, quiet night.
Later that night, the mother/son duo were cuddle up on the couch. She had tried everything to get her son to talk, but it wasn't working. He was curled into his mama and she ran her fingers through his hair and softly sung:
"We gotta hold on to what we got
Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love – we'll give it a shot
Livin' on a prayer."
From that moment forward, that song has been used to calm Zach down on many occasions.
Flashback Ended
It wasn't any different in the current situation that Zach found himself in. He found himself relaxing in his mama's embrace as she sang to him.
The Lopez-Evans household was quiet that night as Santana softly sang and held Zach and Brittany held and rocked Riley back and forth. The two kids never felt more relaxed and loved in their mother's embrace.
Santana joined Brittany in bed that night. Brittany snuggled into her love's arms.
"Is everything okay with Riley?" Santana asked softly as she ran her fingers through blonde locks.
"Teenage couple trouble."
"Oh, boy."
"Yeah. Is everything okay with Zach?"
"I think so. I don't know to be honest."
"Well, he seemed to be distant when we all had dinner together."
"He broke down."
"Oh boy."
"Yeah. He let me hold him."
"Taylor thinks Riley is cheating on her."
"Oh, wow. Why?"
"Because she and Isaiah have been talking. She asked him how they did it. You know the long distance thing? And he said that when you love someone enough it tends to work out for the good. And I guess that was the only text message that Taylor read and I guess she over-analyzed it and she thinks that Riley is cheating on her."
"Oh wow."
"She let me hold her, too. Like really hold her. For the first time since she's come back from Sam's. She let me hold her for those first few weeks. Then she became completely enthralled with Taylor."
"Are you okay?" Santana asked, noticing her wife tearing up a bit.
"Yeah, I think it's just hormones."
Santana wrapped her arms around her blonde.
"I love you, Britt-Britt." The brunette whispered.
"I love you too, Sanny." The blonde whispered back.
The two fell asleep in a mess of sheets cuddled up into each other's arms.
When Santana woke up the next morning, Brittany was already up watching the sun rise over the city from their bedroom window.
Santana came and held her from behind.
"Why can't life be this simple?" Brittany asked softly.
"What do you mean, Mi Amor?"
"This is so peaceful. So simple. Watching the sun rise while being in the arms of the love of my life. Why can't the rest of life be like this?"
"I don't know beautiful."
Brittany leaned back into her wife's embrace. The couple stood their in complete silence until they heard a door slam and arguing outside of their bedroom.
"Come on, Riley! I have an early shift at work today! Hurry the fuck up!"
"Calm down, damn it! I'm almost done!"
"Why the fuck are you up so damn early anyway?"
"Because my dad had a couple days off and a bonus on his last pay check and came out to see me! So I apologize if that gets in the way of your stupid work schedule."
"Stupid work schedule?! It's been on the damn whiteboard outside the bathroom all week!"
Santana and Brittany walked out of their room to see Zach's forehead on the bathroom door.
"Go get ready downstairs!"
"All my shower stuff is in this bathroom!"
"Okay then, be patient and wait like two more minutes!"
"I swear to god, if you make me late-"
"Calm down!" Riley yelled coming out of the bathroom in her bathrobe. "There! You happy now? Bathroom is all yours!"
"It would've been nice if the bathroom was all mine ten minutes ago," he grumbled as he went into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.
Riley sees Santana and Brittany staring at the whole scene from the doorway of their bedroom.
"Oh, morning Mom, Santana." Riley said sweetly as she went into her bedroom and closed the door.
"These kids are going to be the death of me." Santana muttered as she turned back into the room to start getting ready for work.
A few days later, Santana and Brittany were walking into Dr. Montgomery's office for their appointment.
Santana looked at the handhold of her and her wife. When they were doing blood work, she just kept staring at the handhold. When they were sitting in the exam room waiting for Dr. Montgomery, all Santana stared intently at is the handhold.
"I love you." Brittany said, bringing her love out of the stare of the handhold.
"I love you too."
"What's wrong?"
"What do you mean?"
"Ever since we got here you've been staring at our handhold."
"Sorry, I just am excited and scared and nervous all at the same time."
"Why's that love?"
"I'm excited because I finally get to be a parent with you. Like not a part-time parent, like a full-time parent with you, but I'm scared and nervous because I'm used to being a full-time parent by myself and I don't know how to split the responsibilities. You know?"
"I get it baby." Brittany said stroked her thumbs over her wife's cheek. "There's going to be a lot of learning. That's for sure, but I'm not going to leave you."
Santana nodded and chuckled while wiping a tear that was running down her face.
"I'm sorry, Britt. It's just a little overwhelming."
"It's okay baby. C'mere."
Santana melted in her wife's embrace. The two stayed like that until Dr. Montgomery came in.
"Good morning ladies!" Dr. Montgomery said extremely chipper. The couple took it as a good sign. "So, are you ready?"
"Yes." The couple breathed in unison.
"Okay... we have a baby!" Dr. Montgomery held up the results.
"Oh, thank fucking god." Santana said under her breath.
Brittany smiled and grabbed her wife's hand.
"The tests show normal signs on all hormones, basically nothing jumps out at me." She smiled at the couple. "Now we normally would have had you come in at around eight weeks compared to the about four weeks you are right now, but with your prior concerns Brittany, I'm glad you two came in early. When you head out just make your eight week appointment at the reception desk. Sound good?"
"Yes." The couple breathed out in unison again.
"Okay. I just need to do a pelvic exam and you two can be on with your day. Congratulations to you both!" The doctor proceeded to do the exam. And once she was done, "Alright, everything looks good. How've you been feeling lately?"
"I have a little nausea, but that's about it."
"Okay, so just take it easy. And we'll see you in four weeks?"
"Absolutely." Brittany said.
"Thank you, Dr. Montgomery." Santana stuck her hand out to shake the doctor's.
"Oh please, Santana, call me Janell." The doctor said shaking Santana's hand. "We'll be getting to know each other really well over the next eight to nine months."
"This is true." Santana said with a smile. "But, in all seriousness, thank you."
"You're welcome."
The doctor left as Brittany got dressed.
A couple weeks later, Santana was standing in the doorway of her son's room. She was sipping her morning coffee as she saw boxes practically everywhere.
"Are you sure you need to pack up your entire room, mijo?"
"I'm not packing up my entire room, Mama." He said coming back in with a cup of coffee of his own. He kissed his mom's cheek as he passed by her.
"It feels like it." She mumbled into her coffee cup.
"Mama, I'm packing clothes, some books, and a few posters. Move in day for the athlete's before football camp is in a week. Why are you in denial about this?"
"Because that would mean I would have to admit that my baby boy is all grown up and doesn't need his mama anymore."
Zach placed his coffee cup down and walked over to his mom and placed two hands on her shoulders.
"I'm always going to need my mama." He said softly. "I'm just not a little kid anymore and I need you less. But, I'm going to always need you." He smiled a soft smile that he doesn't normally smile. "Besides, I've never done laundry in a day of my life. Who's going to do it until I get married?"
The mother/son duo shared a laugh.
"Well, technically, ever since we moved in with Brittany and Riley, Brittany's been doing your laundry. It's our trade. She washes the laundry and I fold it...occasionally."
They laughed again. Santana was enjoying little moments with her son like this before he buried himself with school assignments and football drills.
Zach had gone back to packing a box. She just stared and smiled at her son.
"Sanny, why are you being a creeper?" Brittany says with a small smile on her face leaning against the other side of the door.
"I'm not baby. I promise."
"She's totally being a creeper, Britt." Zach said as he was taping a box.
"Why are you packing boxes anyway? You're only going to be twenty minutes away." Brittany asked now stepping in front of Santana so that the brunette could hold her from behind.
"I'm not just taking my clothes and MacBook to school with me Britt. I'm going to be living there for at least a year and then besides, the first chance I get I'm moving into that apartment. Ash might join me."
"Might?" Santana rose an eyebrow.
"It all depends if things go as planned."
"Things go as planned?" Santana's eyebrow still raised and now head cocked slightly to the left.
Zach took a deep breath and put the tape gun down and nodded as he looked at the couple.
"How'd you two know that you were the one to the other person in the relationship?"
"She always made me happy and made my heart racing a thousand miles an hour," Brittany started leaning into her wife's embrace.
"I found myself doing anything to make her happy," Santana said smiling.
"I cared about her for more than just what was appealing to the eyes." Brittany continued.
"I found myself protecting her and doing anything for her." Santana added.
"When I thought of her, I thought she was perfect, inside and out." Brittany said lowly, smiling.
"I knew that through the thick and thin, highs and lows, of my life she was going to be there and out of everyone else in the world, I wanted her to be by my side through it all." Santana said smiling.
"And on our first date, she promised me forever." Brittany concluded.
"Why mijo?"
"Because everything you two just said is how I feel about Ashleigh."
"Oh babe." Brittany smiled, knowing that he doesn't just open up to anyone easily, even it was his mom.
"Well, I like her mijo." Santana smiled.
"Yeah, I'm pretty fond of her." He smiled.
The three shared a chuckle when Riley cut into the conversation.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt. But, Santana? That offer last night at dinner of me going to work with you today?"
"Yeah? What about it kiddo?"
"Can I take you up on that? I'm starting to go stir-crazy with Taylor and I not talking quite yet."
"Yeah. Get ready kid. I'll see if I can start you up on an internship while we're at it. We're leaving in thirty."
"Sounds good. Thank you Santana."
"You're welcome kid. Bring your laptop or something." Santana called down the hall.
"Okay!" They heard Riley shout from her bedroom.
"I better get ready for work." Santana kissed Brittany's cheek and walked towards the bedroom.
Santana walked away and Brittany continued to lean in the doorway.
"You need help, babe?" She asked him.
"I got it. You can keep me company though."
"Sounds good."
"Here, you can sit on my bed."
Zach went to move the stuff off of his bed, so that she could sit down. After she got settled and he went back to packing a box, Brittany started what she thought would be light conversation.
"So, how are you?"
"Honestly?"
"Well... yeah."
"I haven't heard anything from General Peters since graduation and he said that he'd get back to me when he had more information. It just scares me." He said, tears welling up in his eyes
"I know, babe. C'mere." Brittany waved her hand in for him to come sit next to her. He sat down and cuddled into Brittany. "I may never understand why you care so much about a man who caused you so much pain and I'm not just going to say that he's going to be okay because you're right it's been two months since you've heard anything, but if you ever need anything I'm here. Your mom's here too."
"Thanks, Britt."
The two sat there cuddling and when Santana came to say goodbye to her wife and son, that's how she found them cuddled up in his bed.
Santana and Riley were on their way to Rockstar Recording Company, the ride to the studio was mainly in silence.
That is until Santana said something.
"How are you, Ri?"
"I'm somewhat heartbroken." She whispered.
"Yeah?"
"All I can think about is her. I miss her."
"Yeah, I felt that same way when your mom told me that your dad had proposed to her."
"Really?"
"Yeah. All I could do was think about your mom. I was pregnant with Zach and was head over heels in love with her. But, I didn't have a heart to break her and your dad up."
"Why is that? Because no offense, I heard stories about you in high school. They make you sound like a bitch."
"Oh, don't get me wrong. I was the biggest bitch in high school, but I always loved your mom. I just never told her until we got together a few years ago."
"When you promised her forever." Riley whispered.
"Yeah... You were listening to our conversation with Zach?"
"Kinda andyour guys' first date was at our old place. And the walls were thin, I could hear your guys' whisper from the other side of my door after I embarrassingly walked in on you two.
Flashback (The First Date: About Four and A Half Years Before)
Riley had just gotten out of a long, grueling soccer practice and a boring dinner with the team. She made her way off a bus near her house when she saw, what she assumed to be Santana's car in the driveway.
She tried to silently slip into the house without the couple noticing her, but when she took her second step in the house, she heard her mom clearing her throat. The teenager looked up from her feet at her mom and Santana having dinner by candlelight.
"Hey baby girl. I thought you were having dinner your soccer team?" Brittany said softly.
"I did. You know it's eight thirty, right?"
"Oh right, but isn't it your dad's week with you?"
"He's in New York on a business trip, don't you look at our online family calendar?"
"I, uh, must've forgotten to."
"Who is at the door, baby?" Santana said coming from the kitchen with a bottle of chardonnay.
"Who's this?" Riley asked.
"Baby girl, this is my girlfriend, Santana. Sweetie, this is my daughter, Riley."
"Oh, you're Riley. It's nice to finally meet you."
"Y-yeah." She stuck her hand out to Santana. "Nice finally meeting you too, Santana." The shook hands. "I'm just going to go to my room now. Sorry to interrupt your date."
"It's okay, baby girl."
Riley went into her room and quietly shut her door and leaned up against it.
She stood there, back against the door, for a good five minutes until she heard whispering.
"I promise you forever Britt-Britt. When you told me that you and Sam were getting married, I won't lie now, but I was severely crushed. But, right here, right now, I'm promising you forever. You and me. I love you and I've loved you ever since I could remember."
Riley walked away from her door and fell face first into her bed. Now, realizing, for the first time, that her dream of the reuniting of her parents, was never going to happen.
Flashback Ended
"Taylor will come around eventually." Santana said pulling Riley out of her thoughts as she pulled in to the parking lot of Rockstar Recording Company.
"I sure hope so." Riley said, looking up at the tall twenty-five story building in front of her.
She had never been to the studio before, so this was somewhat of a treat.
The two walked into the studio the same time Puck was.
"Hey Santana, Mini Brittany."
"Hey Puck, I was thinking we could start this one out on an internship, what do you say? You and I could use an intern and she's Brittany's kid, so she can start out working for free."
"Hell yeah. I've been waiting for this day." He said with a smile.
The trio walked into the building and started their days.
A half an hour into the day, Riley was sitting in an empty office that overlooked the city.
She was trying to figure out the WiFi password without having to bother Santana or Puck and finally gave up after her third try and walked next door to Santana's office.
"Hey Santana?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"What's the WiFi password?"
"Dreams come true. All one word. All lower case. In the Rockstar Recording Company WiFi thing."
"Okay, thanks."
"You're welcome kid."
Riley walked back over to the office she was using. She began to think about how awesome it was to be Rockstar Recording Company's newest intern. And for a good eight hours, forgetting about how much she missed Taylor.
End Note:Hope you all enjoyed that one!
Next on TCTDA: The Lopez-Evans family is tested. Zach's first day of college. Riley and Taylor (Raylor?) might make up.