Protecting the Heart

Disclaimers: I do not own any part of Glee or its characters. This is purely for pleasure I get nothing else for this. Want to give a special thanks to Niekie for helping proof read this story for me. She's all kinds of awesome and an amazing author herself. Check out her Glee fic too.

Chapter 2

Santana stood and turned fully to the door as a woman in a hoody holding a small boy was ushered in by a very severe looking woman.

When the woman removed the hood on the cutest little boy she'd ever seen she just smiled at him but when she took the hood off herself Santana's jaw hit the floor. "Rachel?"

Rachel looked to her sharply and gasped moving toward her. "You're alive. My god Santana, I saw the news and thought you were dead."

Before she even had conscious thought of it her feet were moving and she met her halfway pulling Rachel's face up to look at her. She gingerly ran her fingers over the cuts and bruises. "What the hell Rachel?" She looked at the boy and it clicked. "Brody that son of a…"

She was cut off before she could finish. "Santana!" Rachel said looking at her baby then back to her. "I fully agree with that sentiment but let's refrain from using the words at this time."

Santana looked sheepish and nodded looking back to the boy and smiling sadly at the little cast on his arm. "Looks like you have a busted wing too." She said indicating the sling she still had to wear and his arm.

He looked up at her smiling shyly. "We fell on the walk and hurt me arm and mama's head and shoulder cause of da car."

She smiled sadly back and caressed his face. "I know mijo but I promise I'm going to take care of you and mama now so you won't get hurt like that anymore."

He looked at her inquisitively. "Are you the police lady to help us?"

"Yep that's me." He gave her another look then reached out for her to take him. She looked to Rachel for permission who looked just as shocked as she was but nodded her ok. Santana was just glad that the kid didn't scream and run for the hills when he looked at her so she took him in her good arm and smiled as he lay his head on her shoulder. She kissed his forehead and look up to see that Rachel still had her jaw on the floor and the Agents were giving her that what the hell look.

She chuckled at them all. "Rachel and I went to high school together, we obviously know each other. Let's have a seat and figure this all out."

They all nodded as she gingerly took her seat on the couch trying not to hurt herself or the boy any further. Rachel watched her carefully sit then sat beside her. "Do you want me to take him? I don't want you to hurt your arm."

Santana shook her head. "He's fine and it's not my arm that's hurt. I took one to the shoulder a few weeks ago."

She just settled back. "I know they told me. I just had no idea it was you. The only reason I even knew you were a cop was because Quinn is still friends with Brittany and your Mami told her you joined the force but that was years ago."

Having heard enough for the moment Donavon interrupted their conversation. "Ok since you already know each other that makes this easier but you can catch up later. We have a lot to go over and we need to move you guys in the morning."

They both nodded and gave him their attention still in shock at seeing the each other again after all these years. "Alright, I just explained to Santana that all of your legal paperwork is in the Filofax sitting there. I also was able to get the box you wanted from your apartment Santana."

He handed her a shoe box and Agent Carlson slid a box over to Rachel as well. "I couldn't get all of it but I was able to get some before your family got there. You both need to be extremely cautious about any pictures you put up. It's honestly best if you lock all of this stuff away until this is all over and only pull it out in the privacy of your permanent home."

Both women were looking through their respective boxes and Santana chuckled. "Look Rach."

Rachel looked over and smiled as she held up a picture of them standing together for the year book. "How did you get a hard copy of that picture?"

Santana just smirked putting it back in the box. "I had my ways," she said as she pulled out another picture of Rachel's failed wedding day to Finn. The picture is actually of her and Rachel standing together looking down at something looking emotional. "Hey, I wonder if we could photo shop this a little to turn my dress white too and use it for our wedding photo."

Rachel took the photo from her and sighed. "That was taken by Brittany wasn't it?"

Santana nodded looked to Agent Donavon. "I need a laptop with photo shop and a scanner and printer so that in this transition month we can come up with plenty of photos and a back story."

He wrote it down and went to speak again but Rachel's squeals stopped him. "Look, this was us with that little stray dog we were trying to bathe at the old loft."

Santana laughed and Donavon cleared his throat. "Ladies please. We have so much to go over." Smiling shyly Rachel put her photos away and looked back up to him.

"Look buddy, I know we have a lot of sh… crap to go through." She started and corrected her curse word looking down to the boy in her lap. "But you can have just a little patience here. We are going through a lot of big changes and finding out it's with each other is just adding to the stress so lighten the he… heck up."

He held his hands up in surrender and Rachel nudged her slightly with an almost silence thanks. "Ok moving on then. The papers are all in order and you need to go over everything during this transition phase because after you are dropped at your permanent placement the only time you will see either of us is when it's over or if there's a problem so if anything is not in order we need to know now."

Agent Carlson sat forward handing them another Filofax. "I was just got these papers all in order right before coming. They are the deed to your house and titles to your cars. They will be delivered to you the day before you are set to leave. You will be following us in one car while we drive the moving truck with the other car attached to it. Once you are moved in and we make sure you are all set we will leave and you will be on your own. You will have cellphones given to you that day with our contact information but you only call in an extreme emergency. I'll be listed as Aunt Sara and Donavon will be listed as Uncle Joe."

They both just sat and listened, Rachel took notes, as they were informed of everything that they would be required to do or have. Fortunately they were given a decent bank account but Santana was curious. "What kind of jobs will we have?"

Rachel perked up at this also and Donavon opened another file. "Anita… that's you Santana will be teaching psychology 101 at the local college."

Before he could move on Rachel sits forward. "Do you even have the credentials to teach?"

Santana looked her in the eye and saw nothing but curiosity so she answered honestly. "I have a bachelors in Criminal law but I also have a degree in psychology, specifically criminal psychology." She adds looking back to Donovan.

"Yes but you have the credentials to teach a first year course like Psyc101. With your credentials you could teach criminal psychology if you wanted but we are trying to keep you in something that will not cause you to go crazy and still keep you away from law enforcement jobs to keep you hidden."

Santana nodded and he continued. "Now, Maria… That's Rachel. You will be a stay at home mom…"

Rachel cuts him off before he can finish. "If I have to stay home all the time I'll go crazy. Why can't I get a job too? I don't care what it is."

Carlson sat forward. "For right now your death is still too big of a media deal. You are too recognizable having a face that is unique therefore harder to hide. You need to lay low and get out as little as possible for a while. Once things have died down you can consider getting a job if you want but with the baby coming I figured you'd want to be home for a bit."

Donavon leaned back in his seat stretching his back muscles. "Santana is going to have to lay low too. Her funeral was televised and was on CNN. I'm not sure why it made it national but it did so you need to make sure no one can identify you. Change your hair or clothing choices. Reinvent yourselves, think of it as playing a role Rachel."

She nodded not happy about being locked up in the house all the time and Carlson gave her a small smile and pulled the file out of Donavon's hands. "Ok now on to Tony… or Teddy here. What he does is left up to you two. After a while you may want to put him in preschool or playgroups or whatever. We will leave him to your capable hands. Now I had given him this special little guys watch the other day and will show you how to monitor it so you can track it if need be."

Santana nodded happily liking the fact that the boy was bugged. That way if anything unforeseen happened she wouldn't have to wait for the police to start tracking the boy. Rachel was nodding along too until she sat up straight and looked to Santana. "Our names are Anita, Maria and Tony?"

Santana shrugged with a smirk. "You know that's my favorite musical." They both laughed and turned back to the Agents.

The remainder of the day was spent going over the rest of the details and when they were through Donavon and Carlson stood. "So, you guys will stay here tonight and we'll pick you up in the morning. That bag I bought in with me is clothes for Rachel and Teddy. Along with what was already here for Santana those are your new looks." Donavon said as he walked to the door.

Carlson turned back to them before opening it. "Also you need to start acting like a married couple and using your new names getting used to them. Especially with Teddy."

They both nod and stood to walk them out, Santana still holding a now sleeping Teddy in her arms. "We got this and we'll see you in the morning."

Once they were out of the apartment Santana went to the bedroom and laid Teddy down in the middle of the bed. Rachel came in right behind her with the bag of their things and set it on the end of the bed looking through it. Quickly finding what she was looking for she moved in next to Santana and started changing the sleeping boy into some PJ's.

When she was through she put a pillow next to him so he couldn't roll off the bed and turned into Santana hugging her around the waist and started crying into her neck on her good side. Santana immediately wrapped her arm around her and led her to the living room pulling her down with her as she sat on the couch, never letting go. Rachel silently sobbed into her and Santana just rubbed her back whispering reassurances in her ear.

Once Rachel calmed they just stayed close resting together on the couch and if it wasn't for the odd hiccup every now and then from crying Santana would have sworn Rachel had fallen asleep then she was speaking. "Thank you, I just needed to get that out."

Santana hugged her tighter. "Don't apologize. It's been a really long few weeks for you and that precious boy in there. I'm sure this is the first time you've allowed yourself to lose it. It was needed, it's fine."

She just sighed burrowing closer. "I owe you an apology as well. I should have listened to you and trusted you as my friend. It was wrong of me to kick you out the way I did. I tried to contact you after everything happened but your phone was off and I didn't know how to contact you."

"Look, it was a long time ago and I forgave you for that many years ago. The rest we can talk about later. It's been a really long day for both of us so I think we should just change for bed and get some sleep. We have plenty of time to talk it all out."

Rachel nodded into her neck then kissed her cheek gently before standing and reaching out for her. "Come on then let's get some sleep."

Santana looked up at her and shook her head. "No, I can sleep out here. You and Teddy take the bed."

"I am not taking the only bed in this place and leaving you injured on the couch. Besides, we are supposed to be a married couple so we need to get used to sleeping in the same bed, not that we didn't sleep together plenty of times when you lived with me. Now come on Ana we need to get some rest."

Santana raised an eyebrow, "You only ever called me that once right after I moved in with you and I told you I'd end you."

Rachel shrugged. "I know but your mami used to call you that and it's close to Anita too. I just thought it would be easier for me.

With a sigh she stood and took Rachel's outstretched hand. "Fine but I'm going to find a really annoying nickname for you too."

Rachel just laughed and pulled her behind her into the bedroom. Once they both changed and readied for bed they crawled in on either side of Teddy and settled for the night. Rachel leaned over him and kissed Santana on the cheek then settled back. "Goodnight Ana, I'm so happy you're alive."

Santana chuckled. "Goodnight dumpling, see you in the morning."

Rachel scoffed and shook her head. "Um… just no."

"Awe, come on sugar lips."

"Santana," she said warningly only causing the Latina to laugh.

"Goodnight Rachel."

A/N: There's chapter 2 so let me know what you think.