"Sue Sylvester New York's most exclusive Madame has had some big names run through her doors, New York Elites all want a taste of both her working men and women. Some of her clientele will shock you, but the big news of the day is records show that a certain A-lister worked for Sue Sylvester as an escort. That's right Santana Lopez, the latest star of Disney's new princess movie, was an escort. News broke in the most recent attack ads against Quinn Fabray who is running for her second term as governor. We're awaiting reports from both Disney and the governor's office. Word is that her current squeeze the billionaire Charlie Fabray is currently in Asia on some business and is not available for comment."

Santana threw the remote at the television, watching as it cracks the screen and the colours start to bleed everywhere ruining the image. She knew she'd have to replace it before Isabela got back, but right at this moment she wasn't even sure if she could face her daughter. The entire world knew now, what she had done years ago, and her phone was already ringing off the hook. She couldn't face her parents, and she wasn't going to have this conversation with Judy either.

The good news was that Marley was picking up Isabela today which meant she wouldn't have to face the uptight mothers that ruled Isabela's fancy private school, her daughter's social standing had been damaged with this revelation and she cursed the fact that she let Charlie convince her that this snooty private school was the best option for Isabela. And then there was the Charlie of it all, it was one thing when no one knew about her past, but the past years had been good, they'd been perfect they'd been their little family unit. Partners in practically everything,

But that had only been because no one knew about her past. She wanted to believe that it wouldn't affect Charlie and tear apart their family that had been created under the same circumstances, but Charlie's company's stock price had just dropped drastically with this news coming out. And if there was one thing Charlie loved as much as she loved Isabela, was money.

Santana picked up her phone ready to call Charlie to see what she needed to do and to gauge Charlie's mood, but at this time Charlie was probably asleep, and probably hadn't even heard yet. "Fuck," she said slumping down on the couch. They had just been planning a vacation together somewhere nice where Isabela had, plenty to do and they could have a bit of time to themselves to reconnect.

Her phone buzzes and she glances at it and frowns at Rachel's face that had popped up, she had never told Quinn who was probably on a warpath. And with their wedding in a few months, Rachel had far more to lose than she did. "Rachel," she said picking it up after debating on what to do.

'Santana—what are we going to do—'

"You should have told her years ago, before it came to this. I don't have time to worry about your crisis in case you're unaware it's my name that TMZ is running with. I suggest you know telling her before it becomes this situation. Quinn needs to know to be able to protect the two of you. At least you don't have kids and that whole situation to worry about. Now I need to go I need to figure out what my next step is."

'It's one thing to have these rumors about us, it'll paint us as gold diggers or worse, but I mean there vids out there of me performing—and I can't let Quinn see that.'

"Shit," Santana swore, she'd forgotten all about that. She knew Charlie had plenty but if those got out her life would be over. Charlie didn't seem to want to know about her time as an escort. She had never exactly pegged Charlie as the jealous type, but once again that had been before people knew and her business partners could make comments to her face. "God fucking damnit," Santana mutters under her breath. "I'm going to talk to my lawyers and I'm going to talk to my PR people to craft a statement, I don't know what the statement is going to be, but I need to stop the bleeding. I suggest you do the same."

With that Santana hung up and called one of her lawyers, she had paid a hefty retainer and it was about time that she got work done for her. Maybe she needed to hire Charlie's PR firm, they had managed to keep her from putting her foot in her mouth most of the time. Charlie was not exactly the most politically correct at times and she knew there were videos of Charlie doing hard drugs on the internet, off naked women.

Which was probably where people had thought she'd met in one of Charlie's drug fuelled binges. Would Charlie admit that she had used the service? They needed to get their story straight, and there was one to many possibilities. She couldn't make any decision without Charlie and she was certain she'd just lost this Disney gig as well.

~O~

Cutting her trip early had been the only right decision when Tina had come to her with the news of what was happening back at home. She had apologized profusely and the moment she had stepped on her private jet her laptop was out and plugged in and she was attached to the wi-fi, before she called Santana, making sure to look as calm as possible.

It's not long until Santana picks up with Isabela in her arms. Charlie blinked, usually it was her play to use their daughter as a shield when Santana was upset with her. She was certainly not going to let Santana forget this one. "Hey their Bela, guess what?" Charlie said in a cheery tone as her daughter flashed her a grin. "I'm coming home early! I'll be there tomorrow, and we can play."

'Really?'

"Yeah, I got you a stuffed panda," Charlie explained with a laugh. "It's in my luggage but I think you'll like it. But that's only if you've been a good girl and helped mommy out."

Bela nods quickly smiling, 'I did my letters and I helped mommy fold clothes.'

"That's my girl, why don't you go pick out a movie that we can watch when I get home tomorrow," Charlie suggests. "And think about what treat you want for being such an amazing kid," Charlie smiled at her watching as Isabela wriggled free. She waits for a moment before looking at Santana. "I got a call from Quinn this evening she was practically apoplectic. My mom left a lengthy message on my phone while Quinn yelled at me, I mean this whole thing is a mess isn't it."

'Charlie it's really bad here, I mean the paparazzi are here, we need to get our story straight before we decide what to do.'

"First off, expect my lawyers to get in touch with you relatively soon," Charlie said plainly frowning when Santana looked away. "They're very good at cleaning up my messes Santana that's why I pay them a shit ton of money. They'll probably work in tandem with your lawyers and the PR firm that I use."

'That's not going to change anything Charlie it's out and it's only a matter of time before the sex tapes come out, I mean you weren't the only one that I did that with.' When Charlie doesn't say anything immediately she swallows, 'Look I get it, I was hoping that it would never come out. I was really hoping that we could just be our little family but right now I'm toxic and if you want me out—'

"Santana that would make me a hypocrite, I'm like a million times certain that there are videos of me naked somewhere on the internet. My dick may or may not have been in someone at the time," Charlie says with an easy shrug. "I love you, and this isn't going to change anything we'll face it together when I get back home. I'll be there as soon as possible."

Santana nods, 'I just—people are going to think that I slept my way to the top. They're going to think that I'm just some gold digger. And Bela people are going to treat her different now the snooty moms are going to make her feel ostracized.'

"I'm not going to allow that to happen Santana, I mean you've paid a bit more attention to that sort of thing than I have but I'll make a few calls and remind them who I am," Charlie promised. "There won't be any blowback on Isabela but for now keep her at home with you until I get back. As for the gold digger comments, people were already calling you that, they aren't going to stop now. But I'll do some interviews after we decide what the story is. I promise we'll get through this together."