The following morning Quinn and Santana went about their regular routine, getting Aislin up and ready for school and each heading off to work. Monday's were Santana's day to bring the little girl to school, so they headed out before Quinn.
"Are you and mommy not fighting anymore?" Aislin asked, as they rode on the L. Santana smiled at the girl and tugged her hat further down her ears.
"Yes, we are not fighting anymore. I'm sorry about Sunday babe." Santana replied, "No matter what you are the most important thing to me and I will always be there for you."
"I know, silly." Aislin smiled, hugging the Latina. "When you and mommy get married can I be the flower girl?"
"Maybe." Santana laughed, "But shush, it needs to be a surprise okay?" Aislin ran her finger over her lip like a zipper and smiled as they got off the train. Santana walked her to the entrance of the school and kissed her head before watching her scamper off. Santana turned and looked around the street, a sudden chill had come over her that she hadn't felt in a long time.
Quinn pushed her hair back out of her eyes as she watched her homeroom goof off. Quinn was an assistant school councilor, while she was achieving her masters in counseling so she could take the lead position. This meant she still had to run a homeroom and substitute sometimes when other teachers were gone. The private school she works at is grades 7-12, so when Aislin gets older she will be able to attend classes there for free.
She sighed and looked at her cellphone to check the time one last time before the end of the day. Since Santana worked late on Monday's Aislin stayed after school for the school choir. After her club was over Aislin walked outside and looked for her mom, seeing that she wasn't there yet she sat on the stairs and waited.
"Hi there." A voice called out to her. Aislin looked up, and around trying to find where the voice was coming from.
"Hi?" Aislin replied softly, her head tilted to the side as she tried to figure out where she's seen this person before. "Do I know you?"
"Not really, but I know your mom and Santana."
"Oh." Aislin nodded, the person handed her an envelope. "What's this?"
"Can you give it to your mom please?" The person asked.
"She's gonna be here in a few minutes, you can give it to her then."
"I need to go, but please." They smiled softly before walking away. Aislin scrunched her nose up in confusion before her threw the envelope into her bag. She looked up and saw Lisa and Toby.
"Hey!" Aislin exclaimed as she hugged both of them.
"Your mom asked me to come get you she got stuck at work for a meeting." Lisa smiled, Aislin there her bag over her shoulders and took Lisa's hand as they headed to the girls house. "Who were you taking to, A? Is he one of your teachers?" Aislin shook her head no, "Your mother is going be mad when she finds out you were taking to strangers, A. You know your not suppose do that!"
"But, he said he knew my moms." Aislin replied.
"Doesn't matter, A. What did he say?"
"He wanted me to give them this," she said handing the envelope over to Lisa. "I'm sorry auntie Lisa." Aislin said sadly.
"It's okay, kiddo. Just don't do that again okay?" Aislin nodded as they walked into Quinn's apartment. Aislin and Toby were playing as Lisa sat down and looked at the letter. She carefully unfolded the seal and began to read it.
Santana and Quinn
I know it's been along time, and I'm sorry for that. Everything got lost in the incident and I lost everything that ever meant anything to me. I'm sorry I failed you as a father, I'm sorry I let your mother turn her back on you. I never meant to loose touch with you, Santana but I thought it would be easier for you to heal. I've kept track of you all along, for my own selfish reasons. It was my blood that broke you, and I wanted to see if you had healed. I heard that you are now a police officer like your grandfather way, he'd be very proud. I've also heard that you are in a serious relationship with Quinn Fabray, living and providing for her and her daughter. I have no right to judge your life, Santana but I just hope you are happy.
I'm sorry I approached the child, but it was the only way I knew I could get this to you. I need you to know something…. Gabriel, he's getting out of jail. He's getting released. Evidently he's been a model citizen inside and they are letting him out for good behavior. I know this is something you never thought you'd deal with again, but I really think he's changed. I don't want you to worry, he's going back to Arizona to stay with his mother. One day Santana, I hope you will be comfortable to come see us in Dayton.
Carlos Lopez