Charlie rubbed her arm, it had been awhile since her mother had smacked her, and this time it had been quite a few hits. She was actually glad her mother didn't have a purse on her this time, or her arm would be covered with dark bruises. To say she was on her mother's shit list was an understatement of epic proportions, and her mother didn't even know that Santana had been an escort.
Santana looked up from where she was sitting keeping a hand on Isabela who was drooling all over Judy's nice furniture. She had managed to grab a few wet wipes from the bag and was hoping that she could wipe it down without waking up Isabela. "How mad was she?"
Charlie shrugged, "About as mad as I suspected," Charlie laughs and moves to her daughter and gently runs a hand over her back. She glances at her mother who was still collecting herself and drops her voice. "I wasn't sure if you wanted her to know about our previous engagement, so I kept my mouth shut."
Santana blinked that was surprisingly thoughtful of Charlie. She had expected her to just let everything out. "Thank you."
Charlie shrugged her shoulders, "We should wake her up or she'll be up late tonight." Charlie said gently.
"She's drooling all over your mother's nice furniture," Santana muttered to her.
"Don't you worry about that Santana, Charlie's drooled on all my furniture at one time," Judy said appearing beside her daughter. "When she wakes up I'd like to hold her if that's okay."
Santana looked at Judy in surprised that she was even talking to her, as far as she knew Charlie was arrogant and she generally overlooked the small people, it was a trait she clearly didn't get it from her mother. "She's shy around new people right now, but after she gets comfortable and she realizes that you're a provider of snacks, she'll warm right up to you." Santana pauses for a moment as Judy beams. "I'm sorry for your loss by the way."
Judy's smile faded for a moment before she nodded, "But getting a granddaughter? She's a gift. I'm just upset that my daughter thought that it was wise to think of her an accessory to a prank. He would have adored her."
Santana glanced at Charlie, who sniffed. She really hadn't given her mother all the details. "I did tell her she couldn't use our daughter as a way to cheap out of getting you presents for Christmas," Santana offered.
Judy glanced at Charlie who was gently trying to wake up her daughter who was finally stirring. "I think I like you, and I suppose I can thank her presence for why she hasn't made page-six with Sebastian?"
Charlie blinked, "I suppose I should introduce Sebastian to his goddaughter."
Santana twitched, "No."
"What do you mean no. He has a right to know—" Charlie began, stopping when Santana gently placed a hand on her leg.
"Do you really want to expose our daughter to what Sebastian gets up to in his spare time? Also, he's not her godfather."
"I was exposed to Sebastian at an early age and I turned out fine," Charlie pointed out, blinking when both her mother and Santana scoff. "I did." She sticks out her tongue and gently tickles Isabela who finally opens her eyes. "Hey there Isabela," she says leaning into kiss her forehead. "Time for food," she said waiting before it seemed to wake her daughter up who rubbed her eyes.
"Foo."
"Yeah, you hungry?" Santana asked gently.
Isabela nods as she finally sits up still rubbing her eyes, she opens them after a moment and freezes when she spots the stranger and shuffles closer to Santana and grips at her arms trying to climb into her arms.
Charlie knelt down, "Don't worry Isabela, that old lady is your grandmother. She's going to feed us and give us ice cream."
The words were magic, and Isabela turned to look at Judy curiously, who smiled brightly at her ignoring her youngest's jab about her age as she slowly held her hand out. "I do have a lot of food; would you like to have some?"
Isabela looks at her suspiciously for a moment before sliding off Santana's lap and being placed on the ground, she toddles over to Judy and holds her hands up.
Charlie immediately picked up her daughter for her mother, so she wouldn't have to bend down, "You should be worried about that," Judy comments. "She should be wary of strangers especially ones that offer her food."
Charlie rolled her eyes, "We're right here," Charlie sighed and grabbed Isabela's bag from the ground. "What's for dinner anyway."
Judy turned to look at her youngest, "You're lucky that I want to feed you, after the stunt you pulled. Come along Santana. The food is probably being placed on the table now. The responsible twin is the Governor of New York."
Santana bit her lip when Charlie makes a face. "We've met before she was governor."
"Quinn didn't mention you were seeing anyone—"
"Because I was seeing Dani at the time," Charlie said with a shrug.
Judy rolled her eyes, "You take after your father in more ways than one. Why couldn't you have picked up any of his good habits?"
"You knew?"
"Your father and I had an agreement," Judy said turning to look at Santana. "One that you shouldn't stand for. She doesn't need free reign. She makes terrible life-decisions constantly."
"I know," Santana said and when Charlie shoots her a look. "You do."
"Traitor," Charlie muttered, as they entered the dining room. Where Quinn was seated with Rachel, who immediately looked away.
Quinn turned to look up and froze as she spotted Santana who was standing beside her mother, with a little girl. Her eyes flick to Charlie who pulled out a chair for Santana. "What did you do?"
"I had sex. She got pregnant. We had a baby. You have a niece, don't worry I kept it quiet for your election, I was going to surprise you at Christmas, but recent events have informed my decision to surprise you now. Surprise." Charlie said flatly.
"You said she couldn't get pregnant," Quinn hissed.
"It happened, I'd give you the details, but I have a daughter and I need to be responsible." Charlie's lip quirk upward in a smile.
Santana took a seat and took her daughter back from Judy, letting her get comfortable. Watching as Isabela immediately reached for a roll, but her arms were to short and she reaches for it and hands it to Isabela who immediately bites into it, she turns to Rachel and smiles at her.
"And how much is this costing you?" Quinn pressed.
Charlie picked Isabela's bag and placed it on her lap and pulled out an empty sippy cup and poured some water into it. "I don't know however much it costs to raise a child Quinn, she has a nanny, she goes to daycare, she grows out of her clothes at an obscene rate, and diapers are expensive. I'm raising a child here, they're expensive."
"That's not what I meant."
"Twenty thousand a month is put in a trust for her, I don't touch a penny of the money," Santana said looking at Quinn. "That's what you want to know isn't it? I make my own money."
"I bet you do. Tell me you were intelligent enough to do a test."
Charlie picked up a roll and threw it at her twin, grinning when it bounced off her head. "Quinn. Shut up. She's my kid. Your niece, and you're ruining my appetite. I knew the moment I saw her she was mine, the DNA test was merely a formality."
Quinn pinched the bridge of her nose and inhaled sharply before opening her mouth. "Lucy Quinn Fabray." Quinn stopped and looked at her mother who narrowed her eyes at her. "That is my granddaughter." Judy turns sharply at Charlie. "And you, stop throwing food. I didn't raise you in a barn."
Quinn searched her mother's face for a moment before finally nodding. "Yes ma'am." She looked at Charlie who smiled at her smugly and inhaled. "This isn't over."
"It is." Charlie said with a frown. "Be happy, you have a niece. I don't want to hear it, she's my daughter. And Santana is her mother and you will treat her with the utmost respect or you're on your own when you run for re-election."
Quinn narrowed her eyes slightly, but Charlie wasn't bluffing about it, she knew when her sister was bluffing. "Fine."
Charlie smiled, and nudged her daughter. "Don't fill up with bread. We've got loads to eat."
Santana watched as Isabela drank her water and looked over at Charlie, she hadn't expected Charlie to defend her either. Charlie was keeping her secret and being nice was downright weird. It almost felt like she was the girlfriend of sorts. She shakes the thought of her head immediately and watches as Charlie begins to push food onto her plate which Isabela immediately sticks her fingers into and sighs. Charlie wasn't being that niece. Isabela was going to make a mess, but apart from the weird looks Quinn was giving her and the looks that Rachel was giving her no one really seemed to mind. She wasn't going to be the one to tell Quinn, but letting Rachel sweat about it, was just as fun.
