Brittany knew what today was, it was Christmas, but of course it doesn't feel like it. This whole day she's been dreading the clock to hit 3:30, so she hasn't been in exactly in the mood.

Santana woke her up with soft, sweet, pecks which quickly turned into a light make out session. Brittany didn't want to go further, Santana could see it in her eyes, so she opted to let Santana hold her. They agreed on not exchanging gifts until later, when they were alone, because they wanted to be a special moment between them.

Alas, the girls couldn't stay in bed forever so they headed downstairs, ate, and opened presents. She thought it was really cute how Santana rushed into her mom's arms after getting a guitar. Santana and her also got matching onesies that they instantly put on. Ashely got tons of toys and also a Barbie dream house that her and Santana both bought together. Thank God for the luxury of one-day shipping!

They had 'dinner' really early this year at 2, which is a surprise because they usually have it around 7pm. Her mom rarely starts on time with cooking, and she always makes a lot, which means everyone has to pitch in, and that that's the only thing they'll be eating for the next week or so.

Now she's back in her room, pacing around while Santana gets dressed. She's really, really, nervous about having to see him again. She wipes her palms on her jeans as she continues to walk around and fidget with her hands. Santana soon walks out of the bathroom and sits on the bed.

"Britt, come here." She says as she extends her arms out. The blonde slowly goes over and then buries herself into the Latina's embrace.

"You g-got this baby, alright." Santana starts to softly run her fingers through Brittany's golden locks. "Look up at m-me please." She waits til she can feel the Brittany's piercing blues on her, she wants her to really get this.

"I love you Brittany P-Pierce, you know w-what you're gonna d-do today? Your g-gonna walk in that c-courtroom, and you're gonna b-be confident, w-when you have to see him I k-know you are gonna be strong. Because y-you Brittany, are the strongest p-person I know, and that's w-why I love you so m-much." Santana places a soft, chaste kiss on Brittany's lips.

"Thank you." She whispers out.

They sit in that position for a bit and just enjoy the mere presence of each other, it's wonderful. It makes them feel more connected. It the little touches between them that make it more intimate, like when Brittany draws light circles on Santana's arms, Or when Santana peppers soft kisses along Brittany's hairline. The two are happy and content, and feel so, so in love. Not just only now, but always.

"Brittany! Ashley! Santana! Girls come on let's go." Mrs. Pierce yells.

Alas, they untangle from one another, lock hands and head off downstairs. You could practically feel the nervousness radiating off both of them.


They get to the Lima District Court, and slowly get out of the car, Brittany's face is as pale as a ghost. All Santana can do is be there for her the best she can, their fingers intertwine once again, and Brittany shoots a small smile over to Santana. The Latina knows it's a truly genuine smile too.

As they get in the building, they're greeted by a lady at the front desk.

"Hello! Are you here for the case of Pierce vs. Pierce." All of them nodded.

"Alright! Which one is Brittany." Brittany raises her hand.

"Sweetie if you could follow me, the court requested your father 5 supervised minutes to talk to you." The lady starts to walk until she realizes Brittany isn't following her, she turns and sees Brittany and Santana hugging each other tightly. Brittany has tears in her eyes, while Santana keeps whispering "I love you so much" into her ear. Finally, they separate and Brittany walks away with the women.

They walk for a long time, or at least it seems like that for Brittany, they soon reach this cold hallway and stop before this room with big glass windows.

"Alright, he's in there, we can see everything alright, go on now."

Brittany slowly reaches out and opens the door, her hand is shaking in fear as she finally grips the handle and holds it tightly and goes inside.

"Britty Bee!" Mark Pierce exclaims as he gets up to hug Brittany. She keeps on walking and sits in the chair across the table. She starts fidgeting with her hands on top of the table in an attempt to distract herself.

"Brittany, sweetie c'mon talk to your dad, huh!" he says as he reaches out to hold Brittany's hand. She flinches away and her breathing picks up rapidly.

"Dumb bitch!" he whispered. "Fucking speak I know you aren't mute."

"You're not my dad." She softly replied.

"What did you say whore?"

"You're not my dad!" she shouted back. "Dad is a term of endearment, and I certainly don't love you. I don't think actual dads beat up their wife and kids, I don't think real dads constantly shout and torment his daughter daily either."

"Don't FUCKING shout at me Brittany." He yells back. Brittany is fully shaking right now, refusing to look in his direction.

"I've moved on from you. I've met too many amazing people just for you to come back and ruin this for me." She says firmly, but you can hear the quiver apparent in her voice.

"Huh, you, actually fucking having friends, let me guess, you have a boyfriend too." He scoffs.

"Yes I have friends, and a….a girlfriend. Her name is Santana, and she's the love of my life."

"You're a fucking dyke now? Maybe I should have fucked you while I had the damn chance, I mean you were just laying on that bed alone like the slut you are."

Brittany's eyes widen before she slowly gets out her chair and runs over to the door."GET ME FUCKING OUT OF HERE PLEASE!" she screams as she bangs on the metal door.

"Okay,okay, sweetie c'mon." the lady said as she led Brittany out. Brittany was full on bawling as she walked back to the lobby.

As soon as Santana saw her, she swears she's never ran as fast as she did. Brittany slams herself into her arms as the impact forces the tiny Latina to fall flat on the floor. She slowly sits up and starts comforting Brittany in her arms.

"What happened?" Mrs. Pierce questions, incredibly concerned.

"Is she okay?" Ashley questions, concerned

"We couldn't really hear, but the room was very tense and was getting hostile, Mr. Pierce made a remark which caused Brittany to beg to get out. The poor girl was screaming with all her might. I'll tell the judge to give you some time before we start." she soon walks away, the sound of her heels clicking echoing down the hall behind her.

Santana and Mrs. Pierces eyes locked, and she soon took Ashley out of the room, much to her dismay.

Brittany's cries were getting worse, and sounded similar to the ones right before her panic attack. This made Santana worry of course, so she started to hum and slowly rock with Brittany in her arms, hoping the familiar tune would calm the blonde down.

Brittany immediately remembered the tune, Santana would sometimes hum it before they went to sleep. It was 'Pure Imagination' from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. It was one of the first movies her and Santana watched together, and one of her other favorites.

Santana could tell Brittany's breath's slowing down, then soon evening out completely. The blonde was fast asleep in Santana's arms, which probably wasn't the best idea, but she looked too peaceful for Santana to stop her.

After a short period of Santana holding Brittany, the old lady walked back into the room.

"Are you guys- Oh dear I'm so sorry."

"No, i-it's okay, I'll g-get her up, give us 5 m-minutes please." Santana replied softly.

She soon walks out quickly, leaving the girls alone once again.

"Britt, B-Baby, c'mon wake up." She says as she softly shakes Brittany up. Soon Santana sees bright blue orbs looking up at her.

"Britt? We h-have to go i-in to the c-courtroom okay?" Brittany lightly shakes her head no.

"I love you Brittany, you can do this okay?" Brittany nodded as she and Santana got up from the floor.

"I love you too Santana." Brittany says as she goes in for a deep kiss, hoping it Santana can see what she wants to say but she just can't.

Santana does get it, she always does, they hold each other's hands and go to get Mrs. Pierce and Ashley so they could head in the courtroom.

As they're about to walk in, Santana wonders, what did he say that mad Brittany react so badly. She's concerned, but knows Brittany will tell her later, she doesn't hide things for long.

When they get into the room, everyone looks at them, as they walk to their seat they see some of some family members on her dad side.

"They all flew out to Lima for this?" Brittany thought, she gulps as she locks eyes with her Auntie Anne, who never really liked her in the first place.

At last, they find their seats and soon sit down.

"All rise!" the judge says, and everyone stands up.

"Today we are here for the case of Pierce vs. Pierce. You may all be seated." Everyone sits back down.

"I will now allow the attorney of Mr. Pierce to come up here and defend his client."

This thin-looking ginger man soon walks up to the stand.

"Hello, I am here to defend on the behalf of Mark Pierce, now your honor, this man has done bad things, but in his almost year in prison he has shown rapid improvement, hence why he got early release. Why are we depriving this man of a basic human right like fatherhood? All he really wants to do is rebuild his relationship with his daughters, is that too much to ask. It is also proven that Kerri Pierce, the defendant in this case, has hit Mark multiple times, so why aren't we taking the kids away from her? That's all I have to say thank you your honor." The man goes to sit down.

Mrs. Pierce and Brittany both scoff as the man leaves the podium. Santana swears she can hear Brittany whispering, "That was a load of crap." She squeezes Brittany's hand and she can feel it's extremely tense. She soon starts caressing the top of her hand, hoping it calms her down a bit.

"Alright May I have Mrs. Pierce to the stand please." Mrs. Pierce soon gets out the row and goes to the podium.

After swearing her in, the judge starts asking her questions.

"Mrs. Pierce, have you ever, at any occasion, hit Mr. Pierce."

"Yes your honor, but only in self-defense so he would stop hurting me, o-or so he wouldn't go near the kids."

"Alright Mrs. Pierce, you may go sit, may her attorney come up please."

A Brunette woman goes up to the stand, and Santana's eyes widen when she sees who it is….

It's her mother.

She looks over to Brittany and Mrs. Pierce, and it doesn't look like they realize it's her, after all, they only saw her once.

This makes Santana even more nervous, what if she sees her, she starts to panic, but only internally, she doesn't want to worry anybody more than they have to be.

"Alright your honor, What I'm questioning is that why are we acting like in one year, an abuser can completely revert his views. The emotional and physical damage he caused to Mrs. Pierce and her kids may linger for the rest of their lives. If you do even choose to let that man have a chance with them, that'll be one of the worst choices you'll make. Thank you your honor." She goes to sit down.

"Mr. Pierce can you come up to the podium." He slowly goes up, and gets sworn in.

"How do you about how your actions have affect your kids."

"I'm extremely remorseful your honor, I don't know what got into me, kids, I am deeply and truly sorry for everything I've done." He says as tears stream through his eyes. Brittany can tell its bullshit tears though.

"Alright sir you may leave. Maybe we have Brittany up to the podium please." Brittany stiffens, she didn't know she was supposed to go up, she looks at Santana with wide eyes.

"D-Don't worry, I'll g-go with you." She says.

That makes Brittany feel a bit better, but still she doesn't want to walk about her past in front of a bunch of strangers.

She soon gets up, with Santana in hand and goes to the podium, Santana tries to avoid all eye contact with her mother.

"I hope it's okay if I brought her, I'm a bit nervous." Brittany asks softly.

"No it's okay! I just have a couple of questions for you." Brittany nods.

"What has your dad done to you?" Brittany tenses up at the question.

"Uhh-Um he just always made fun of me, call me stupid and other stuff. He also would also call me his slut, and whore, and a little bitch. He's hit me a couple of times too. It…. It just felt like he enjoyed making me feel terrible about myself. Also today he…he said he wished he raped me." Brittany said, with tears in her eyes.

The court room went dead silent, Santana tensed at the words as she held Brittany tighter, tears leaking to come from her eyes.

"Do you know why he would say that?"

"He….He doesn't like that I'm dating a girl. He doesn't like that I'm in love."

"Alright if you may step out the courtroom so I can make a decision please." Santana walks Brittany off the stand, she accidently locks eyes with her mother, which makes her eyes go wide and makes her swiftly look away.

As soon as they get out Santana pulls Brittany into a tight hug, all she could muster out was, "I'm so proud of you." She kept saying that over and over, she really wanted her to get that.

They pull away and Santana wipes the tears from Brittany's eyes as she goes in for a quick kiss, there were people around of course, and she could feel her mom and Britt's family staring dead at her, so she didn't want to show PDA around them.

She goes over to Ashley, who only really sort of understands what's going on, and the tiny blonde starts going on about how awesome the present they gave her was. At least it lightened the mood for them a bit, and Santana heard Brittany genuinely laugh. It made her smile.

That happy mood was soon replaced with nervousness as the judge popped his head and said, "May you all please come back into the courtroom." They all slowly and wearily walked back in, and sat down.

The judge starts to talk, "Now, it's taken a lot of deliberation for me to make this decision, Mr. Pierce, from what I heard from you, there's no way in hell you're getting custody of those kids, BUT I do want you to go through some counseling sessions for a couple of months before you even try to see them again. You will get a week with them in the summer, you two can plan the exact dates, also if Mrs. Pierce allows, you can get to see them after birthdays and holidays, you all are now dismissed."

I bet you could hear Brittany's screams in New York, she was practically jumping for joy as she ran into Santana's arms, squealing. Ashley was shouting as well and Mrs. Pierce was crying, they won, technically, although he does get a week with them. But hey, they'll cross that bridge when they get to it.

The car ride home was. Crazy to say the least, Ashley was scream-singing, Mrs. Pierce was with her as Brittany and Santana were ferociously making out in the back-seat. As Mrs. Pierce looked into the back, for once she didn't care, it was a joyous occasion! She'll let it slide this once.


When they pulled into the drive way it was already almost 9pm, everyone was exhausted from celebrating, everyone went to their separate corners.

As Brittany and Santana went into their room, Santana deeply kissed Brittany, so hard it made them tumble on a heap together on the bed, as they pull away they giggle.

"W-Words can't describe how p-proud of you I am." Santana says as she brushes the hair out of Brittany's face.

"Thank you San…I love you, so much." She replied.

"Britt! Don't w-we have some p-presents to exchange!" Brittany groans as she gets comfy in the bed. "C'mon, it'll be q-quick!"

"Fine, only because I love you."

They both go retrieve their presents for each other in their hiding spots and then sit back on the bed.

"I'll go first because I'm the oldest." Brittany says proudly. Santana fake scoffs but them it causes them to both laugh.

"Here San!" Santana quickly unwraps the gifts and then what she sees almost makes her faint.

"A phone! B-Britt! You didn't have t-to babe." Santana awes at her while tears form in her eyes.

"Well you need one, and you've given so much to me I wanted to give something big to you, tomorrow I'll set it up with you." Brittany says as she smiles.

Santana smiles back at her as she looks at the other gift. "Wow! Brittany….I-It's beautiful, I really n-needed a new journal!"

"Read the inside of the cover!" Brittany squeals. Santana reads the poem and soon tackles Britt into a hug.

"Thank you…f-for everything." She says as she sniffles. They stay in the hug for a bit until Santana pulls away. "Alright! Here i-is yours!"

Brittany peels open the wrapping paper to see a stuffed duck with a top hat. "Santana!" she exclaimed. "It's so cute, thank you!"

"Squeeze it." Santana asked.

Brittany squeezed it and the voice of Santana filled the room. Brittany looks up at Santana with wide eyes. "This means the world to me baby, thank you. Brittany leans in for a sweet kiss.

She pulls out a black box, and slowly opens it to find a charm bracelet, probably the most beautiful one she's ever seen. She goes straight for Santana for a hug as tears start fall.

"It's as beautiful as you San. Thank you." She said as she looks at it in awe.

"It's t-the least I could do, you c-changed my life. I don't k-know what I'd d-do if I didn't meet you B-Brittany Pierce, I love you."

"I love you too Santana."


Hi! I hope you enjoyed, and quick note I'm sorry if the whole court scene/situation wasn't really realistic, I kind of just wrote it how I thought it would be. Well don't forget to give me feedback, bye !