AN: Sorry that my updates have been few and far between just not as full of ideas as I was. I have two other chapters started: One from Sadies POV and another Right after Charlie was born. I don't know when they will be posted but I'm still working on them.

=Santana=

Lucas tells me I have been in a trance for a little over week now. He doesn't know where Brittany went, no one does. She didn't tell him, Mike, Sasha, our parents or Mandy anything all I saw was one of the cars were gone. She had left her meds, and I could only find one outfit missing. I'm worried. It's not like I'm all better now, the five stitches on my side are still fresh. Lucas explained she disappeared the next day one day before I came to. It's not like I haven't been in a trance before but never a week. I remember bits and pieces but nothing that would tell me where she went. I have a theory at why she left without a word or her meds. It's the voices. Mandy thinks that she has started hallucinating in a way that hasn't happened since LIMH. She saw another self. One that would kill if given the chance. She says that they have been escalating with all the stress. Stress of the move, stress of the rumors, stress about the attack and though she and I will never say it out loud, the stress about Charlie's transition.

I told the girls she had to go on a trip with Sasha's crew because they needed another female chaperone. I don't know if Sadie bought it but I know Charlie did. Sasha is semi understanding but doesn't know just how vivid her delusions could get at it's worse. How they don't always talk to her but take on a life of their own. I don't know how many times she argued to what appeared to be an empty room. Usually all I need to do is hug her and they quite down. Only once did she shove me before realizing I wasn't who/what she thought I was. Mandy and Lawson both warned us that our co-dependence on one another. If one of us have a nervous break down the others reality begins to unravel. Never have they overlapped though.

I should have been there to chase them away. 'Your even more worthless than you were before. Filthy slut. She left you because your getting old. You're letting yourself go. Look at your fat ass. She's probably out fucking some looser teen with a hotter bod. Not that she's much better than you, even now she's only good for a fuck.' I bite my lip wishing the hurtful words away. They weren't really voices like her voices but he usually only insulted me and tried to make me feel worthless. They're not really voices but thoughts that are embedded in my psyche or some mumbo-jumbo that Mandy/Lawson spits out. Brittany would be speaking sweet things of love. She usually only has to 'Stop that, you're amazing.' and quickly over powers the bad things he says. The bad thoughts went away but the feelings didn't.

My phone starts buzzing before I look I answer and hear her crying. "Baby where are you?" I say all I hear is sobbing. "Brittany I'm not mad where are you honey; I'll come pick you up." I was furious but I needed to know she was OK first.

"I don't know! I..I" she said through heavy sobbing.

"Breath, now slowly what happened, what's going on." My worse fears started to rise up. What if she didn't just take off what if she was hurt or worse.

"I was afraid I would hurt you so I just took a drive and kept driving. I'm lost San." I breath now that I know she didn't get kidnaped or something horrible.

"Ok I'll tell you what you need to do drive to an intersection look at a street sign..."

"Adder Road." I thought for a minute if there was an Adder rd. near here.

"San I drove for a long time I don't think I'm in the states. It's flat and has a bunch of dead grass."

I sigh softly, "Ok here's what I need you to do drive until you see a group of cars and tell me what name is on the plates." She drove for awhile in silence.

"Alright I think can kinda give you my location...no. No! I won't!" I was confused until I remember she had been with off her medication for two days.

"Hand him the phone." This is nuts. "Shut the fuck up and leave her alone."

"How did you do that." I smile, happy that it worked.

"Nevermind that where are you hun."

"Oklahoma City." Shit shit shit shit shit! Why would she go to one of the 3 states that still don't allow same sex marriage. I hear someone talking to her in a background. "Mam are you lost?" I country male accent flows though the phone.

"A little but my wife is coming to get me." I brace myself for a biggity response.

"Can I speak to her so she'll know exactly where your at. Hi miss. I'm Officer Watson from the OCPD. Where are you coming from." I tell him from Iowa. Do you want me to take her back to the station so you can quickly find her. I'll get her a hotel room near by. Don't worry I'll take good care of your girl." I was suspious but agreed. I filled Lucas in, packed a small bag with her meds and mine and started driving downing two espressos before.

Brittany called saying she had little chocolates on her pillow. She insisted that the officers were pretty liberal for rednecks and were very nice. She was staying in a single at the Holiday Inn. I programmed the GPS and I was ready to drive all night. 3am that morning She answers the door in a sports bra and dance shorts that say OU, with a pencil in her hair, looking hot as ever. I slap her before hugging her crying just glad she was safe. "What the hell were you thinking! Leaving without your meds or a word to anyone."

I quickly feel like a complete bitch. As she tears up, "I couldn't let them hurt you, the kids or anyone really. I was going to drive until they went away. I'm sorry I didn't mean to be gone that long. I didn't even know how long I drove before I noticed I had no idea where I was." I held her until I felt I could let her go.

"You have to eat something you've barley have eaten at all this week. You know until the other day when they were acting up. I was going to take you to see Lawson." she says an hour later after make up sex and ordering questionable tex-mex food from the diner downstairs. I couldn't eat but she informed me that I had to so I was forcing some saltines down. "So we're heading back tomorrow?"

"Well I told the girls that you went with Sasha he won't be back until the next day..." She smiles placing the nachos on the nightstand before preparing me for round two.