This next chapter is dedicated to gleekstar1433 for being a constant unwaivering fan of this story. It's a rather short chapter, but I hope you all like it. In the next chapter i'm hoping for some Britt-Britt/Rache interaction to take place. Is there anything you would like to see happen?

- Regina

Santana was pulled from her dreams by a distant noise that sounded like crying. Her brow furrowed as she tried to fight away the sound that seemed intent on waking her up but with all her effort to continue to sleep, the muffled sounds of crying and sniffling continuing on. It was irritating as hell, whoever was crying outside needed to shut the hell up so she could get her beauty sleep!

It took Santana a moment to remember that she wasn't alone in her room, with both Brittany and Rachel sleeping with her which instantly awoke her inner protective self. Upon this realisation Santana quickly opened her eyes, first checking on the blonde facing her in case she was having a nightmare or something, only to find that it was not her who was awake but instead Rachel who had been laying on her other side. Only Rachel was no longer in the bed beside her, instead her pacifier laid where the young girl should be.

Santana quickly shot out of bed, all sleepiness leaving her as she was filled with concern for the crying diva. She made her way to the corner of the room where Rachel was huddled, a deep frown on her features as she crouched down, her hand slowly reaching out to touch the young girls shoulder to alert her of her presence.

"What's the matter, Rache?"

Rachel's head instantly shot up, her features contorted into a mixture of fear and shame as she attempted to focus on the figure in front of her, glad that the room was dark so they couldn't truly see each other clearly.

"I so sorry Sannie! I so sorry!"

Santana quickly realised that little Rachie was here again as her stomach churned with longing to comfort the little girl. She had no clue why she was crying. A nightmare possibly?

"You don't need to apologise, Rache. Just tell me what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Santana's voice was laced with concern as she sat down in front of the girl, her hands moving to her arms in an attempt to pull her into her lap, only to be met with resistance and further whimpers from Rachel.

"No no! No punish me. I sorry. I didn't mean to!"

Rachel's words, although not loud enough to wake the deep sleeper Brittany, were loud enough to startle Santana whose brow formed a deep frown at the girls clear distress.

"Rachie, it's okay. You're not in trouble, baby. Just tell me what's wrong, okay?"

Her soft tone and words were met with Rachel throwing herself into the Latinas arms, her face hiding against her shoulder as she murmured through her cries.

"I sorry, I wet! I sorry, Sannie. It not a big wet!"

It took a moment for the Brunette to register what she meant before her hands moved to rest on the little girls bottom, inspecting Rachels PJ's to find a small damp patch. Santana couldn't help sighing in relief, having feared that it was something more serious upsetting the girl.

"Oh babygirl, its okay."

Santana moved her free hand to gently run her fingers through Rachies hair, like Brittany had done earlier in the evening as she held Rachel close to her.

"Its okay, Rachie. We all have accidents sometimes. Let's get you cleaned up okay?"

Santana took this moment to hold Rachel away at arm's length so she could look the girl in the eyes and show her that she truly wasn't angry or upset at her before lifting her as she got to her feet. Without another word, Santana walked to the edge of the room to grab the petite brunettes' overnight bag before heading to the bathroom. The diva was too distracted in her attempt to stifle her sniffles to protest at the latinas actions.

Santana placed the girls bag on the floor before sitting the young girl down on top of the closed toilet, her fingers running soothingly through her hair.

"Would you like to take a shower, Rach? Or just get changed now and shower in the morning, hm? It's still pretty late."

Rachel took a moment to think, her gaze flickering to the shower before quickly shaking her head, wanting nothing more than to get into some clean clothes as quickly as possible. She didn't plan on sleeping any longer though, no way. She couldn't risk another accident.

"I get changed?"

She nodded not waiting for a response from Santana before she hopped off the toilet to grab her overnight bag. She didn't want the Latina to see her diaper and bear inside, she couldn't wear it and she didn't want them to be found. The little Diva ruffled around in her bag in search of clean PJ's, ensuring that the Latina couldn't see the bags contents as she pulled out the fresh clothing.

"Uh, Rach?"

With a quick turn of her head, Rachel saw Santana shuffling somewhat awkwardly which only made Rachel feel exceedingly anxious herself, her arms wrapping around her torso instinctively.

"Uh huh, Sannie?"

"Now, just hear me out here, okay, baby? And know that I'm not being mean. I promise."

Santana attempts to smile reassuringly, moving to sit herself on the edge of the bath before continuing.

"Have you.. Ever.. Um. Have you ever worn a diaper, Rach? I have some here and it might help reassure you to sleep tonight."

Rachel immediately shook her head firmly, her eyes brimming with defensive tears.

"No no! I don't need diapers, Sannie!"

Although Rachel would love to have the safety and comfort of her diaper right now, she didn't want Santana to know that. She'd tell people! She'd be even more bullied at school!

"Rach, Rach."

Sanatana quickly moved beside Rachel, her hand moving to rest on the petite girls arm.

"I didn't mean to upset you, honest."

The latina made the motion of crossing her heart with her index finger.

"I just thought it might help you relax and sleep the rest of the night. I won't tell anyone, baby. It'll be our little secret."

Rachel seemed to calm ever so slightly, leading Santana to feel more confident bringing up the young girls bear.

"And, I bet Mr Harrison is still in your bag, he could sleep with us too. I know he's your 'cousins' but I'm sure he'll help you feel more comfortable. Do you like that idea, Rachie?"

Santana was trying her best to soothe Rachel, all she wanted to do was make the little diva happy, and seeing her so upset was breaking her heart.

"What do you say, Rachie?"

Santana brushed a loose strand of hair from the girls face, enticing her to look at her. Rachels brow was furrowed in thought, her warring emotions visible on her features before she finally parted her lips to reply to the older girl.

"No tell anyone? We can keep diapers a secret?"

Santana smiled softly as she nodded, quickly standing to grab a diaper from a small cupboard under the sink before returning to her position beside Rachel again.

"I won't tell anyone, baby. And it'll help you and Mr Harrison sleep."

Rachel merely nodded as she gently took the diaper from Santana, indicating that she would put it on herself without help. Santana took the hint, although slightly saddened that she couldn't help Rachel, she took a few steps outside the bathroom, hoping that in time Rachel would trust her further with these things.

"I'll wait here for you, okay?"

She quietly closed the door behind her, waiting patiently for Rachel as a small smile of mild excitement played on her lips. It felt like hours before the diva appeared from the bathroom, but it couldn't have been more than a few minutes when she toddled from the bathroom, Mr Harrison tucked under her arm as she made her way to lean anxiously against Santanas side, her PJ pants bulging slightly over her diaper clad bottom.

"Ready for bed, sweet girl?"

Santana looked over Rachel's form, she looked much more relaxed now wearing fresh clothing and with her bear close by, which made Santana smile softly. Rachel was utterly adorable and she hoped she would feel more comfortable around her soon. She slowly held out her hand, exhaling in relief when Rachel took it and let her guide her back into bed, both of them climbing in behind the still snoozing Brittany Rachel instantly snuggled her bear close, burying her face into his fur as she let her eyes flutter closed, the exhaustion of the night sending her straight off to sleep, with the Latina following soon after but not before she gently placed the girls previously discarded pacifier on the night stand to ensure it remained safe throughout the night.