Saturday, October 9, 10am
Brittany took a sip of her coffee before carrying it out to the gazebo where she sat down and relaxed on the floral couch, she rested her feet on the ottoman and lifted her iPad, logging into her email account. She heard the patio door open and close before feeling two lips kiss her on the cheek.
"Hey momma." Mackenzie smiled brightly.
"Good morning." Brittany replied as Mackenzie sat on the couch next to her and hugged her. "I didn't make breakfast and I don't plan on cooking, so you're on on your own kiddo." She winked to her daughter, wrapping her arm around her.
"That's okay, Andie's mom is taking us to brunch." Mackenzie stated. "Can I go?"
"Did you finish cleaning your room?" Brittany asked, glancing up at her daughter before frowning at an email. "Your mom wanted it clean before she got back in town."
"Yeah, mostly." Mackenzie nodded. "Please, momma, we are going to the new place on Melrose."
Brittany sighed and lifted her mug, taking another sip. "Sure, Mackenzie, but that mostly needs to turn into completely this afternoon."
"It totally will." Mackenzie nodded quickly.
"Do you need money?" Brittany asked as Mackenzie hugged her tightly, resting her head on her mother's shoulder. Brittany immediately set her ipad down and hugged Mackenzie back just as tightly.
"Yes, please."
"You know when you were little we would sit out here for hours, just talking about everything." Brittany blushed. "You would sit in my lap and tell me about everything that happened during school that day."
"We would share Oreos and milk cartons." Mackenzie nodded.
"Before you leave, can I ask you a very serious question?" Brittany asked when Mackenzie sat up and checked her phone for the time.
Mackenzie put the phone back in her jeans and shook her head. "Are you sick?"
Brittany shook her head. "No, honey, I'm fine, it's been one month since my flare up in Miami, I'm fine, Mackenzie." Brittany took a deep breath. "I just want to know how you really feel about your childhood? Honestly, baby."
Mackenzie turned to face Brittany, lifting her leg under her. "I loved my childhood, you and mommy took me to school and picked me up everyday, I got to bring you two for show and tell, you did every dance we would shout out and mommy was the human radio." She laughed. "You helped me with homework and made sure I did my chores, and at the same time we were lucky enough to see the world. We've been to so many countries and cities, and we always did educational stuff there, always went to a museum or something."
Brittany nodded.
"I don't know what type of childhood Noah had, but I loved mine, and my teenage years aren't too shabby either." She shrugged.
"Okay." Brittany laughed. "You know I love you sooooooooooooo much, right?"
"More than all the stars in the sky, if I remember?" Mackenzie laughed.
"Exactly." Brittany nodded. "I have about fifty dollars on the dresser in my bedroom, you can take that." Mackenzie jumped up with a big smile. "Do not take any of your mother's jewelry and put it on, I know you wore her Rolex the other day, and we will talk about that when she gets back today."
Mackenzie groaned. "Thanks for the cash." She replied softly before running in the house.
"You're welcome." Brittany whispered before picking up her iPad and once again reading her emails.
Brittany finished her second cup of coffee and leaned back, wiggling slightly to get comfortable when she heard the door open and close again.
"Hey momma, can you talk or are you asleep?" Ashton asked.
Brittany opened her eyes and sat up. "I'm awake, what's up Grey?"
"How are you feeling?" He asked. "You look tired?"
Brittany smiled. "I'm okay, I am a little tired, but it's because I couldn't really sleep last night, too excited for your mom to come back in town today." She blushed.
"Cool." Ashton laughed. "It's cool how you two still miss each other after all these years. I grabbed us some breakfast, Carter left the house already to go by Grammy's house, and I couldn't find Mackenzie."
"She's at brunch with some friends." Brittany explained, smiling and licking her lips as Ashton set out the bagels and lox he picked up for the two of them. "I've been craving lox, how did you know?" She asked, quickly putting her bagel together and taking a bite, moaning at how good it was.
"You might have mumbled during your nap on the couch yesterday." He laughed before taking a bite himself.
"Guilty." Brittany nodded. "And of course I miss your mom, it's been almost twenty years, and I get just as giddy when she's gone out of town and is on her way home." She shrugged before taking another bite. "Your mom is my best friend, I always miss her when we are apart, especially like this, she's been gone for three weeks, three whole weeks." She laughed, holding up three fingers. "I miss her, I know you guys miss her too, but it's different for me, she's so much to me."
"I understand." Ashton grinned. "I feel the same way about Noey, she's been my best friend since forever, and when she moved to Spain with Aunt Guinn and Puck. Is that how you and mom felt when she went to college and you didn't?"
Brittany took a sip of the water bottle sitting on the table and nodded. "That was torture for me, I was used to having her close to me, being able to hug her when I wanted, and kiss her. Really, just be around her. We would Skype, talk on the phone, she came to Lima, but it wasn't the same. My heart broke for you when the Puckerman's moved away, I knew how it felt." She smiled.
"But we're back together now." Ashton blushed slightly, his grey eyes twinkling. "I love her, momma."
Brittany ate the last piece of her bagel and nodded. "I know, you've always loved her, but I'm glad you are realizing it now. Have you said it to each other?"
"Yeah, she said it first." Ashton explained. "But I wanted to say it to her anyways, I just didn't know how to."
"You two are so cute together. Noelle is a bright young lady, and I'm not saying that because she's Quinn's daughter, she's got a great future ahead of her, she's smart, she's pretty, she's respectful."
"She's amazing." Ashton agreed, wiping his hands on his cargo pants. "You asked mom to marry you, right?"
Brittany nodded and wiped her hands. "Yes."
"How did you know you were ready to get married?" Ashton asked.
"Grey, are you thinking about asking Noelle to marry you?" Brittany asked quickly, her eyes widening.
Ashton shrugged. "I don't know."
Brittany turned to face him more and grabbed his hands. "I would never tell you not to proposal or that you're too young, there's no specific age on when you should get married. It's whenever you feel in your heart that you're ready, adn that you honestly can't go another day without wanting to call Noelle your wife."
Ashton nodded.
"But, i will say this, you two are both very focused on your education, you're premed, she's prelaw you both have big, bright futures ahead of you." Brittany reminded him. "I can tell how much you two are in love, how much she adores you, and you adore her. There's no need to rush into something that will turn into your forever."
"I just don't know if she'll say yes right away." Ashton asked. "I mean like if I were to ask her soon."
"Think of it this way, if you ran over to her apartment today, right now, and got on one knee and proposed do you think without a shadow of a doubt that she'll say yes?" Brittany asked.
"I don't know." Ashton shrugged.
"Then wait, baby." Brittany smiled. "Your mom turned me down the first time I proposed."
"Whoa..." Ashton coughed. "Seriously?"
"We weren't ready." Brittany nodded. "I didn't have that 29,881,281% confidence behind me that she would say yes, but I asked anyways. In my heart, I knew it was a little too soon, but I loved her so I went for it."
"So love isn't always everything?"
"Yes and no." Brittany smiled, taking another drink from her water. "Love is needed, obviously, but you need respect, support, just a lot of different elements go into marriage."
Ashton nodded while he processed everything, he looked back up at Brittany with a big smile. "You give the best advice."
"Thank you." She laughed while blushing.
"I'm headed to cut Aunt Hannah's grass and do some yard work over there, but I wanted to have breakfast with you first." Ashton told her as he stood up and kissed her on the cheek, before picking up their garbage. "Do you need anything before I go?"
"No, I'm fine, just going to relax out here for a little bit longer." Brittany smiled. "Thank you for breakfast."
"No problem." Ashton replied.
3pm
"BB!"
"Lita!"
Brittany, who was at the sink washing dishes smiled at the grandkids little voices and quickly rinsed the last plate, setting it carefully on the counter just as Nicholas sprinted in and grabbed her leg tightly. Brittany wiped the suds on her hands on his forehead, laughing when he laughed and wiped his head on her leg before she carefully bent down to pick him up.
"BB can we go to the park?" Nicholas asked.
"The park?" Brittany laughed. "You don't want to stay in BB's arms all day?"
"Lita does that, BB goes to the park." Nicholas smirked.
"Very true." Brittany laughed as Madison came walking in with Peyton fast asleep in her arms.
"Sorry for just stopping by momma, Noah's out of town all day for work and I really need to get to my office for a few hours, would you mind watching them? I promise to be back around 6pm at the latest." Madison quickly rambled out.
"Of course." Brittany nodded. "Not a problem at all, lay Peyton on the couch so she can finish her nap, I'll call Emily and see if she can pick up Santana from the airport for me."
"BB, can we go to the park?" Nicholas repeated.
Brittany glanced at Madison and shook her head. "No, baby, we'll play in the backyard." Since Noah's interview broke Brittany and Santana hadn't talked to Noah or taken their grandkids anywhere out of the house, they were over last weekend and had a movie day with Brittany and Mackenzie where they watched Disney movies in the home theater and sang all the songs before camping out in the backyard with Brittany in the tent she sent Ashton and Carter to the store to get for them. Santana was in Miami filming a small role in a movie. Brittany spent majority of time working on her fall recitals which were coming up in just two weeks. She spent a lot of time working with Mackenzie on the clinic she would be hosting, allowing her daughter to put together the entire routine herself and only interjecting when needed.
"Momma, forget what Noah said in the interview. He doesn't speak for both of us, if you want to take your grandkids anywhere you are free to, you both are great grandmothers." Madison assured her. "The park, the mall, to get ice cream, or if you want to show them your star on the walk of fame, go right ahead."
Brittany nodded as Nicholas began to knock on the forehead. "Park?"
"Nicholas, don't do that." Madison stated softly, shaking her head.
Brittany smiled and knocked him softly on the head. "Go ahead and get some work done." She told Madison, rubbing her stomach softly. "Hey you." She whispered.
"My mommy has a baby in there, and daddy said I get to be a big brother again." Nicholas said proudly.
"Whoa! Well that definitely causes for celebration at the park." Brittany told him, tossing him in the air before setting him down. "But I think you should take a nap first, why don't you go lay down in the family room with Peyton and then when you wake up we can go to the park, maybe Lita will be back and she can come with us?"
"Will Lita get on the swing and in the sand this time?" Nicholas asked.
"Maybe the swing." Brittany nodded.
Madison bent down and kissed Nicholas on the cheek. "BB is in charge, behave yourself, please." She told him.
"Okay." He smiled, making sure to sure all of his teeth before running to the family room.
"Thanks again momma." Madison smiled as Brittany handed her a bottle of water. "Noah misses you two." She added.
Brittany picked up the sponge and began to wipe down the counter. "i love Noah, so much, so so much, but..."
"You're not ready to talk." Madison finished for her. "I get it, momma." She kissed Brittany on the cheek. "I'll be back around 6pm, so you don't have to worry about dinner for them."
"Try convincing Santana of that." Brittany laughed. "We can feed them dinner, don't worry. Drive safely with the little one still cooking in there."
"Will do, I'll let myself out." Madison replied as she walked back through the family room and left the house.
Brittany finished up the kitchen and went to the family room where Nicholas, who was wide awake, was laying on the couch staring at the ceiling. She slipped his sneakers off and placed a blanket on Peyton, before lifting Nicholas in her lap. "Why don't you tell BB your ABCs?"
"Okay, BB." Nicholas nodded, shifting in Brittany's lap to get comfortable. "In Spanish like with Lita?"
"Si." Brittany nodded as she rubbed his back to coax him to sleep.
8pm
Santana grabbed her luggage and made her way to the limo that Emily called for her, she noticed TMZ off to the side and rolled her eyes. She quickly reached into her purse and pulled out her sunglasses. She smoothed out the silk floral print skirt she had on and sighed. She paired her outfit with a quarter length blue jean shirt, a navy fedora hat covering her newly blonde locks, and a pair of custom blue jean Louboutin stilettos on.
"I don't need this shit today." She mumbled as she they got closer to her.
"Santana! Santana!"
She continued walking, looking straight ahead.
"Sources close to you have told us that Brittany filed her a legal separation, is that true?"
"Did you fire Noah because of the interview?"
"Is it true you and Brittany are separated?"
Santana continued to stare straight ahead, counting to ten in her head as the paps continued to yell out numerous questions to her.
"When is your album coming out?"
"What do you have to say about your kids fighting on Twitter?"
"Noah threatened Carter on the internet, did they actually fight?"
Santana spotted Emily once she was outside and even though she wanted to run full speed to the car, she continued her same pace, ignoring the paps endless stream of questions.
Emily ran over to her, grabbing her messenger bag and one of her suitcase. "Hey Santana."
"Hey Emily, let's get out of here as quickly as possible." Santana whispered sharply.
"Of course." Emily nodded as Tom and Sam got out of the SUV, Tom began to push the paps back as Sam began to load Santana's luggage.
"I should have made you all stay the extra day." Santana teased with a smile to her team. Since she wrapped early on the movie, she sent her team home early allowing them an extra day off, Emily was traveling back and forth between Miami and LA to help out both Brittany and Santana, so Santana gave her the past few days off for her daughter's one year birthday. Brittany, Mackenzie, Carter, Hannah and her kids, and Mrs. Pierce all went to show support and shower the little girl with gifts, while Santana sent all of her love and promised to spend some time with her once she got back.
"We offered to stay." Emily laughed.
"Yeah, I know." Santana laughed as a woman walked up to the group and threw a bag of flour on Santana.
"What the fuck?!" The Latina yelled. "My fuckin hair!"
"Oh shit!" Emily yelled as she looked around and tried to find the person that threw the flour.
"This is a three thousand dollar silk skirt!" Santana screamed as another woman ran by quickly with another bag of flour and threw it on her.
"Stop wearing fur!" The woman yelled before running down the street.
"Security my ass!" Santana screamed. "What the fuck are you two doing? How did she get that damn close?!" She yelled right in Tom's face. "Take me home, now!" She yelled as Emily opened the back door for her.
Santana angrily got in and slammed the door, groaning as the hundreds of flashes from cameras began to go off. Emily looked around for a towel and began to wipe the side of Santana's face off as the Latina took her hat off and threw it on the floor of the SUV. "Pull off, now." Santana snapped to the driver.
"It's ruined Emily, just stop." She whispered as stared at it. "I don't even have on fuckin fur right now!"
"I don't know how that happened. I'm so sorry." Emily shook her head.
Santana closed her eyes, and leaned her head back counting to ten again.
Santana pulled up to her house and saw Brittany standing out front by the fountain with a bouquet of flowers and a big smile. She mustered up the best smile she could and tried to wipe the remaining flour off of her face. "Emily use your card to have the SUV cleaned and I'll reimburse you right away tomorrow, I don't want to leave the house tomorrow so cancel everything for me, do not issue any statement about what just happened, do not answer any questions."
"Got it." Emily nodded as Brittany ran to the door and opened.
"Hey gorgeous." Brittany beamed happily.
Santana smiled and stepped out of the SUV, once she was in the lights of the front yard Brittany's face dropped when she noticed how covered in flour she was. "What the hell happened?"
"She was flour bombed at the airport." Emily said softly as she nodded to the driver to grab the bags and follow her to the door.
"Are you okay?" Brittany asked, hugging her tightly and wiping some flour out of her hair. "Did you dye your hair again?"
"Yes, and yes." Santana nodded against Brittany's chest.
"Why did you get flour bombed?" Brittany asked.
"I don't know, just hug me so I calm down, please."
Brittany lifted Santana's chin and pressed their lips together gently. "Do you want to flour bomb me so we match?" She asked with a smile.
"My skirt is ruined, B." Santana whined.
Brittany looked down at the skirt and nodded. "Let's get you out of these clothes and have Emily take them to the cleaners right away, maybe they have salvage the skirt." She extended her hand to Santana, who grabbed it immediately kissing Brittany's wedding ring as they walked to the house. "Emily hold up, can you take her skirt to the cleaners?"
"Sure." Emily nodded.
"Do you have on panties?" Brittany whispered in Santana's ear, the Latina blushed and shook her head quickly, causing Brittany to laugh. "We'll be right back." Brittany told Emily, leading Santana upstairs to their bedroom.
"Where are the kids?" Santana asked as Brittany unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs for her, Santana held her by the shoulders and stepped out of it, blushing when Brittany kissed her core.
"Grey is at a fraternity meeting then dinner with Noey, Carter is at my mom's house still, and Mackenzie is in the dance studio practicing her routine." Brittany rattled off. "Run a bath for us and I'll get you cleaned up."
"Okay." Santana nodded, taking her shirt off.
"Oh and your nietos are asleep in their rooms, Madison dropped them off earlier, she needed to go to work and Noah is out of town for work. I gave her the night off and told her we would keep them, so you'll see them in the morning." Brittany smiled as she picked up the skirt and smacked Santana on the butt. "Be right back."
Santana ran to the intercom and pressed the button for the Nicholas and Peyton's rooms in their house. "Hola my babies, Lita loves you both so much, see you in the morning." She sang softly to them before stripped off her bra and walked to the bathroom.
"I missed you so much." Brittany said softly, taking a sip of the champagne she brought upstairs for the two of them.
"I more than missed you." Santana replied, her hands gliding up and down Brittany's back, since the blone was straddling her in the tub. She cupped Brittany's face and kissed her deeply, sucking on Brittany's top lip before kissing her chastely again, and holding her on the hips once again. "How's your knee been?"
"Good. I've been going to Hannah for extra sessions since I've done a lot of dancing in the past week." Brittany told her, continuing to massage Santana's shoulders.
"That's good. How was your doctors's appointment yesterday?"
"Very good, Dr. Griffin said my levels are great, my knee is holding up with dancing and teaching as well." Brittany smiled proudly. "I'm flare up free."
Santana raised her hand and gave her a high five. "That's great, B."
"How was filming the movie?" Brittany asked as Santana took a sip of her champagne.
"Really good, they switched up some stuff kind of last minute but you'll love my role. I have a really good feeling about this movie." Santana smiled. "I love being on set, but I hated being gone for two weeks, why can't all movies film in LA?" She laughed.
"You love traveling." Brittany reminded her. "I just hate that I couldn't come visit you at least once."
"I understand." Santana shrugged. "We're busy right now, through the end of the year, but we are together now, and that's all that matters. I love you, baby."
"You know I know you, Mrs. LP." Brittany teased.
"How were the kids? I talked to them but of course, I need to hear your side." Santana laughed.
"Good, I think Mack has a crush on someone at school." Brittany whispered.
Santana's face instantly turned into a scowl. "Gross, why?"
"That's not gross, stop it." Brittany laughed. "She left a notebook in the family room and when I picked it up a few loose sheets of paper fell out with the letter B inside hearts."
"Oh." Santana laughed. "That's probably just for Brittany."
Brittany raised her eyebrow at Santana and laughed. "If you want to stay naive, then go right ahead, but I think she has a crush on someone."
Santana pursed her lips together. "Drill Carter for info."
"No."
"Why?"
"We don't even know if it's someone from school."
"Well...no."
"No?"
"Yes?"
"What?" Brittany laughed.
"It's the champagne." Santana laughed. "I need to eat something."
"Let's order some Chinese." Brittany suggested. "Then I want to cuddle and hold you all night, so we can catch up on the cuddles we missed."
"Can we lay in bed and just kiss under the covers like we did in highschool, scared one of our moms would come in?" Santana added.
"Duh!" Brittany winked as she stepped out of the tub. Santana stared at her naked frame, dripping wet.
"We need to relive one of those highschool nights that led to sex." She laughed as Brittany began to dry off.
10pm
Santana sat in front of the fireplace sipping her third glass of champagne while staring at the boxes of Chinese food in front of her. Brittany sat across from her skillfully using her chopsticks to eat her carton of pepper steak.
"This one." Santana smiled happily reaching for the vegetable lo mein. "You would be so proud of me, B, I barely did any shopping in Miami."
Brittany raised an eyebrow at her and laughed. "You didn't touch the checking account, I gave Carter and Mackenzie their allowance and didn't see any charges, so you must be using your personal account."
"Dammit, guilty." Santana laughed. "I didn't do too much damage, but I had everything sent to the house, expect a lot of mail next week. I got you some stuff too, but mainly for just a lot for Nicholas and Peyton."
"They've been asking for you, they'll be so excited to see you in the morning." Brittany smiled, holding her chopsticks to Santana's mouth feeding her before pressing their lips together as Santana chewed slowly.
"Sweet! Chinese!" Carter exclaimed as he walked in the sunroom and sat next to Santana on the floor, kissing her on the cheek.
"We are in the middle of something, C." Santana laughed as she turned and hugged him. "Hey, baby boy. I missed you."
"Missed you, too." Carter nodded, opening a pair of chopsticks and looking through the cartons, deciding on the sweet and sour chicken. "How was Miami, see any hott chicks?"
Brittany cleared her throat.
"I mean, besides momma?" He quickly corrected himself.
Santana laughed at Brittany and playfully elbowed Carter. "I just got back in town, don't get me in trouble right away."
"Sorry." Carter mumbled through a mouthful of chicken. "Did you bring me anything back?"
"Yes, check your bedroom." Santana smiled. "Just a few things."
"BB?" Peyton called through the intercom.
"She had a slight stomachache after dinner, let me go check on her." Brittany smiled as she jumped.
Santana nodded and glanced at Carter, taking in how he was shoveling food in his mouth. She noticed his hair, which was growing out quickly and turning into a curly afro. "How have you been, Carter?" Santana asked as she took a sip of her champagne, continuing to watch his every little movement.
"Good." He replied.
"Any more attacks, or just feeling a little off?" She asked carefully.
Carter set the carton down and reached for her champagne, laughing when she popped his hand. "Well, last week I was hanging out with a friend and felt kind of weird, but I did the counting to ten thing you told me, alternating from Spanish to English, to German."
"How many reps?" Santana asked, picking up the carton Carter set down and beginning to eat out of it.
Carter reached for Brittany's pepper steak and took a few bites. "Three reps."
Santana thought for a moment. "In each language?" Carter nodded. "That's not too bad, did it help right away?"
"Yeah, I was cool afterwards."
"Okay, being able to calm yourself down is so important." Santana stated softly. "I want you to write down the dates of when you start to feel like that and what you were doing or feeling before it happened. Doing that we can keep track of it and see if there are any patterns."
Carter nodded and avoided her eyes. "Yeah okay."
Santana could tell he was uncomfortable so decided to wrap up the conversation. "This isn't something you have to go through alone, Carter, you have momma, and you have me, I get it, I truly understand, so if you ever want or need to talk about anything, I'm here, no judgement, no extra questions, just to listen to you, sweetheart." She told him switching to Spanish.
"Gracias." He smiled, he then dug in his pocket and pulled out a thin red velvet box and opened it, showcasing a rose gold necklace with a heart on it. "This is nice, right?"
Santana wiped her hands on her sweats and grabbed the box, she leaned towards the fire to see it better in the light. "This is gorgeous," she smiled brightly, still speaking in Spanish. "Thank you." She took it out the box and quickly hooked it on. "Grab a mirror so I can see how it looks on me."
Carter scowled at her and reached around her to unclasp the necklace quickly. "It's not for you." He replied, staying in Spanish himself.
"Oh." Santana whispered, trying to hide her hurt. "Is it for momma? Early birthday present?"
"It's for Dakota, her birthday is next week." Carter explained, setting the necklace back in the box.
Santana narrowed her eyes at him. "Who's Dakota?"
"My girlfriend."
"What the hell? Why didn't I know you were seeing someone? Does she has kids?" Santana asked quickly.
"No." Carter replied while laughing. "She doesn't have kids." He added, switching back to English.
"Does Brittany know about her?"
"No, only Noelle and Ashton, oh, and Mackenzie, and Zacky." He shrugged. "Do you think it's too expensive to give her?"
"Honestly, yes." Santana sighed. "How long have you two been together?"
"Couple months."
"Yes, too expensive." She repeated. "Does she go to highschool with you?"
"Yeah, and she lives next door to Grammy." He stated. "Oh yeah, Grammy knows about her too."
"What am I chopped liver?!"
"I would give a nice black pearl caviar." Carter teased, finally getting a smile out of Santana.
"Can I meet her please?" Santana asked sweetly.
"Why?"
"Because I'm your mother and would like to meet the girl that has you buying her a thousand dollar necklace." Santana raised an eyebrow. "I can eyeball jewelry and tell the price. That's too expensive honey, tell you what, we can go to the mall and pick out something together, a little cheaper so it doesn't look like you're trying to buy her heart."
"You buy momma expensive stuff all the time."
"Yes, but I can afford it, and I own her heart already, she gave it to me willingly a long time ago, long before I could dream of buying her diamonds and pearls."
"Dakota isn't like that." Carter countered. "She really digs me, and I dig her."
Santana saw him blushing and smiled brightly. "Okay, well when can we meet her?"
"Soon, but just not now." He shrugged. "She knows who you both are, and honestly never brings you up, never wanted an autograph or to even come see the inside of the house. I don't think she likes your music."
Santana's eyes widened. "I have hits on hits on hits." She snapped. "Give her my greatest hits and let her listen!"
"Yeah, but you're a different generation too." Carter laughed. "You should be happy that she doesn't want to date me because of you two."
"Well you have your good looks from me, so it's because of me." Santana laughed. "Fine, I'll wait, but I want to see a picture of her tomorrow."
"Deal, so do you want the necklace then?" Carter asked, holding the box to her.
"No, get your money back, C." Santana shook her head. "Sitting here and talking to you was gift enough for me."
"Don't turn into a big sap now." Carter groaned while Santana lunged forward and hugged him tightly. "My baby boy is all grown up now!"
"Mom, get off me." Carter laughed, trying to shake her off. "I love you, old lady."
"Love you too, Incredible C Man."
2am
"That night was so damn fun, ahhhhh to be sixteen years old again." Santana smiled, staring in Brittany's eyes. The two were cuddled in bed together, holding one another tightly, their heads just inches apart as they shared a pillow and talked. After they finished dinner they came to up, stripped down so they were both completely naked and laid in bed to talk. They talked about the movie Santana was filming, and about the recitals for Brittany's studios. They made plans for Christmas, and talked about their upcoming anniversary trip, which Santana finalized while she was in Miami, keeping a number of details to herself to surprise Brittany, only giving her the name of the resort they would be staying at, allowing Brittany to make some surprise plans for them as well. They would talk a little before kissing innocently and talking a little more, starting a small routine.
"God, I missed you so much." Brittany laughed. "I can't stop saying, but I did, baby."
"I missed you too, B." Santana smiled, leaning forward and kissing her sweetly. "You know I hate sleeping without you."
Brittany ran her foot up and down Santana's leg, kissing down her neck before landing on her lips again. "Ready to get some sleep?"
"Yeah, I'm going to sleep like a fuckin rock star, there's seriously not a mattress in this world as good as this one." Santana told her. "Turn over so I can spoon you."
"You turn over." Brittany shook her head. "I'm always the big spoon. I'm bigger than you."
"It's not the size of the spoon that matters." Santana frowned.
"Not saying it does, San, I just like holding you, baby, and you're a better little spoon."
"Nope, that won't work this time. I'm well qualified to be the big spoon." Santana demanded.
"I'm spooning you."
"Not tonight, B."
"Sanny..."
"Brittany..."
"Turn over, Santana."
"No, you turn over." Brittany laughed.
Santana stared at her and made a move to crawl over Brittany to the other side of the bed, but Brittany caught her and pinned her down on her back.
"What the hell?" Santana laughed as Brittany laid flush on her.
"Pinned ya." Brittany smirked.
Santana frowned and rolled them over, but Brittany, who was stronger than her, rolled them back over and pinned Santana once more. "Pinned ya again." Brittany laughed.
"Did you watch Lion King today?" Santana laughed.
"Yes." Brittany nodded. "Peyton wanted to watch it."
Santana ran her hands up and down Brittany's back, grabbing her butt and squeezing before rolling them over as hard and fast as she could, which was too hard and left them on the floor.
"Fuck!"
"Shit!"
"Hardwood floors, San." Brittany groaned while laughing.
"Did you hurt your head?" Santana asked quickly, a smile on her face. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, your wrist broke my fall, are you okay?"
Santana nodded that she was and quickly scooted behind Brittany. "I won! I'm the big spoon."
"We aren't sleeping on the floor." Brittany giggled.
"Well..."
"You can be the big spoon." Brittany finally agreed as Santana began to kiss down the back of her neck. "As long as you agree to keep doing that."
"Deal." Santana jumped up to her feet and dove in the bed, opening her arms wide to wait for Brittany, who laughed at her.
"Dork of the year." She teased Santana before laying down and wiggling her butt deep into the Latina.
"Good night, B."
"Good night, Sanny."
Sunday 1pm
Santana was down in the family room relaxing on the couch when Brittany walked in with two suitcases and two duffel bags. Santana sat up quickly and stared at Brittany. "That's my luggage."
"Yes." Brittany nodded.
"Are you ummmm?"
"No, I'm not kicking you out." Brittany laughed. "We are going on a trip, we need to relax, to spend some time just us two, the media isn't going to leave us alone. Mercedes and Zach took a trip and went off the grid for a week, and that's what we are doing, we'll partially off the grid."
"Where are we going?" Santana asked. "When? We..."
"I planned a trip this morning after you woke up me with your media nonsense." Brittany replied.
Santana woke up around 6am to her phone going off with Google alerts on her name. She picked up her phone and read the first headline Famed Choreographer Brittany Lopez-Pierce has filed for divorce from Grammy Award Singer Santana Lopez-Pierce. She stared at Brittany before tossing the phone down. She continued to stare at Brittany before tapping her on the shoulder.
"Brit..Brit."
"Hmmmm."
"Brittany, are you asleep?"
"Yes."
"Like asleep asleep or just plain asleep." Santana asked, tapping her shoulder again.
"Santana, go back to sleep, I know it's early." Brittany mumbled.
"Brittany, are we getting a divorce?"
Brittany opened her eyes slightly and turned over to look at her wife. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"TMZ said...and well I've been gone for a few weeks, what did you do on Wednesday night, I called you for like thirty minutes straight and you didn't answer. Were you with a lawyer?" Santana asked.
"I had a bad burrito and was on the toilet." Brittany rolled her eyes.
"Oh..." Santana nodded, remembering Brittany calling her that night and complaining about her stomach. "What about two weeks ago on Monday night, I texted you and it took you like ten minutes to reply."
"Hand me my phone so I can call my lawyer now to divorce you for waking me up with this nonsense." Brittany sighed. "Or lay back down, stay off the internet, and keep being the big spoon you insisted on being last night, my back is catching a draft."
Santana smiled and quickly laid back down, holding Brittany tightly, she grabbed her phone and tweeted.
SantanaLP In bed with BrittanyLP, I just woke her up, maybe I'll get some sex now. Fireworks!
"I just wanted to be sure." Santana shrugged.
"I woke up to over 500 mentions telling me to give you sex and suggesting positions on Twitter." Brittany deadpanned.
"Wanky."
"We are going on a trip to get away from everything, I packed for both of us, cleared our schedules, and a car is coming in a few minutes. We are taking our new plane, so we'll go undetected." Brittany explained.
"Hannah will drop in over here to check on the kids, and so will Madison." Brittany explained.
"We are really leaving?" Santana jumped up with a big smile, just as a horn blew outside. "That's our ride?" She asked.
"Yep, let's go." Brittany smiled.
Santana began to jump and down. "You are the best!" She ran over to Brittany and jumped in her arms, wrapping her legs around her waist and kissing all over her face. "I'm going to make you cum so fuckin hard on the plane, three weeks worth of build up. I hope it's a long flight, because your legs will need time." She kissed her firmly on the mouth and jumped down to run to the door.
"Can't wait." Brittany blushed.
Noah was in the studio in his house singing one his new songs, while playing the piano.
My name calling all night
I could pull the wool while I'm being polite
Like darling calling all night
I can be a bull while I'm being polite
Like oh me, oh me oh my
I know many women want to be in my life
Like oh me, oh me oh my
Why can't every woman end up being my wife?
Even if she go away, even if she go away
Even if she go away, even if she go away
I'm a classic man, you could be mean when you look this clean
I'm a classic man, calling on me like a young OG
I'm a classic man, your needs get met by the street elegant old fashioned man
Yeah baby I'm a classic man
"You're on the wrong key for that song." Mercedes stated, "go down an octave."
"Hey Aunt Cedes." Noah laughed. "What are you doing here, do we have studio time booked?"
"No, I'm here to talk about the shitstorm you started." Mercedes shook her head as she sat down on the couch. "Have you watched the interview you did?"
"I'm done talking about this shit." Noah groaned.
Mercedes raised an eyebrow at him before standing up and smacking him hard on the back of the head. "Santana and Brittany don't believe in whoopings, but I do, show me some respect, you aren't too old to beat." She warned.
Noah straightened up quickly. "Aunt Cedes, all I did was say how I felt my childhood was and everyone is freaking out on me."
"Have you watched the interview yourself?"
"No."
"Well, let's watch it together and see what everyone else is seeing." She suggested. "I haven't talked to either of your moms about this, and I'm sure they don't me here talking to you about this, but I am, and I'm going to try to help you see what's going on."
"Fine." Noah sighed.
"Okay." Mercedes turned on the TV on the wall, and went to the Youtube channel, she typed in the search and sat back as the video started.
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