Hi guys. I am soooooooo sorry that it took me so long to update! Almost a year, oh my gosh! I truly hope you all forgive me and thank you so much to those of you who are still following the story. I have the next instalment for you and am currently working on the next chapter to ensure I dont leave you wonderful people hanging for so long again. This is an entire Santana/Rachel chapter, however the next chapter will involve all three a lot more. :)

Love you guys so much! xoxo, Regina.

Chapter 8

Rachel was the first to wake the next morning. The sun's rays shining in, warming her features as she slowly felt herself pulled from her slumber. For a few moments before she opened her eyes, Rachel was happy, calm, at peace. She'd successfully spent the night at another person's place. Santana Lopez's place to be exact. As the Latina's name fluttered through Rachels mind, she quickly shot up and out of the bed as the events of the night previous began to fill her mind. Oh god, she'd wet the bed. She'd exposed Rachie to 'Tana - Santana! Rachel darted a glance to her bed mates to ensure they were still sound asleep before she hurried to the en-suite bathroom with her overnight bag in hand, each step she took was precise and calculated to minimise any rustling of the diaper she was wearing. Once locked safely inside the room Rachel quickly removed the diaper from her petite bottom, wrapping it up in a small plastic sandwich bag from her night bag before hiding it from view right at the bottom underneath Mr Harrison.

And breathe.

Rachel took a moment to check out her reflection in the mirror before splashing some cool water over her face to wash away the sleep from her features. She needed to go back out into the bedroom and face the sleeping girls soon. They were bound to wake up eventually and she was sure as soon as they did she would need to explain to Santana the events of last night. Yes, Santana had said it could be their little secret, but how could she be sure that the latina would keep the fact that she wet the bed to herself? The rest of the school were bound to know come monday morning.

The more Rachel let herself think, the more panicky and nervous she began to feel. Her secret was out and it would soon spread like wildfire through the school, she just knew it. She needed to run, to hide from the inevitable! It was as if Little Rachie was taking over and all her instincts were telling her to run from her eventual undoing. The young diva quickly swapped her PJs for her day clothes, having decided to sneak out before her two bedmates awoke and could threaten to spill her secrets.

Once she was dressed, Rachel tiptoed from the bathroom and made her way out of the adjoining bedroom as silently as she possibly could to prevent either of the girls from waking up. Before leaving the door slightly ajar, the diva took one last look at the two sleeping forms, a faint smile laced with sadness gracing her lips. She'd had fun while it lasted. Continuing her quiet movements, she tiptoed down the hall toward the front door, she was so focused on staying as quiet as possible that she didnt hear the movement behind her.

"Why're you leaving, Rae?"

The Latinas words were heavy with confusion and sadness, she didn't want the young girl to leave, let alone sneak out before anyone could stop her, especially without an explanation. The night had gone so well, she thought Rachel had enjoyed the sleepover. Yeah there was the one slip up and then the little accident in the night time, but overall the sleepover was an extreme success.

"Why're you leaving?" The Latinas brow furrowed when Rachel hadnt responded, instead she merely turned around, her eyes wide with worry even as Santana repeated herself.

"I.. Uh..Um."

Rachels words trailed off to silence. How was she supposed to tell Santana that she was leaving to saviour the last few hours of peace before her secrets were spread for the entire world to see? Instead she did what she'd done quite a lot recently and let her Little take the wheel for a short while as her lower lip rolled between her teeth, her shoulders lifting in a timid shrug.

Santana ran her fingers through her messy hair as she inched toward the young girl by the front door. Her heart was aching with worry, she didnt want her to leave, not yet.

"Please don't go yet, we had fun last night. Didn't we?" She'd had fun at least, so had Britt and she'd thought Rachel had too, so why was she leaving?

Rachel nodded slowly, signalling that she had had fun too although her brow remained deeply furrowed.

"I.. I go befores you tell my secret. I wan' hide."

The childlike voice met Santanas ears and left her feeling a little hurt. She knew instantly that the girl was referring to the bathroom incident as well as her current persona. She'd not laughed when little Rachie first came out to play and she'd even told Rachel she wouldnt tell anyone about the diaper, yet she still didnt believe her. It hurt. It hurt a lot, although she wasn't surprised. It wasnt as though Rachel would all of a suddent trust her completely. She'd been a bitch to her. A royal bitch in fact.

Santana reached a hand forwards to brush a loose strand of hair away from Rachels face, a faint sigh leaving her lips when the young diva flinched instinctively.

"Please don't go, Rachie. I don't want you to go. I'm not going to tell anyone your secret." She tried to sound as sincere as possible whilst Rachels young voice and timid stance brought out the honest caring mother in her.

"I know it's hard to trust me, especially after the way i've treated you in the past.. but honestly, Rachie.. Baby.. I'm not going to tell anyone. I don't want to hurt you anymore. I don't want you to hide."

Maybe it was the fact that the cheerleader had only awoken a few moments earlier, but she felt no shame in telling Rachel the truth this time. She just wanted the young girl to stay and she knew the truth was the best way to go about this.

"I want you to stay just as much as Britt-Britt does."

Rachel said nothing, her eyes focused on the girl in front of her. She wanted to believe Santana, she really did, but she was scared. For what felt like a life time the girls remained silent, just staring eye to eye until Santana finally raised her hand, offering her pinky to the young girl. Everyone knew that pink promises were the most coveted of promises. You could never break those! And so when the three words left the Latinas lips; "I pinky it." Rachie offered up her own pinky and hesitantly linked it with the older girls, a timid smile gracing her lips.

"You pwomise, Tana?"

Santanas features were alight with a giant smile at the brunettes response her head bobbing furiously in a nod. "I promise. And we both know Pinkies can never be broken."

Rachie trusted Tana, or, she trusted in the laws of the pinkie promise even if grown up Rachel was still undoubtedly a little skeptical, this didnt stop Rachie from quickly throwing herself at Santana, her arms wrapping around her in a hug which the girl returned with just as much vigor. Santana took this moment to lift the young girl and settle her on her hip. Rachie was caught by surprise by Santanas actions but didnt fight to be put down, instead she hooked her arms around the girls neck and nestled close.

"Now, shall we go make Britt-Britt some breakfast in bed?" Santana suggested as she inched away from the door, wanting to get all thoughts of Rachie leaving out of her mind. Rachie was letting Santana hold her and she wanted to ensure that this moment lasted for as long as possible.

Rachie gasped as her own tummy grumbled at the mention of food, a melodic giggle leaving her lips as she clung to the Latina, nodding at her suggestion.

"And we can make Rachie some too!" Santana chuckled as she gently poked Rachels tummy before walking to the kitchen with Rachel in her arms.

"An' Tana can has some too. We all eats in the bed?"

"Of course we can."

With all thoughts of leaving forgotten, Santana placed Rachel down on the countertop, smiling softly at her as she began looking through the cupboards and placing a box of lucky charms beside the young girl, the were Brittanys favourite and she knew her little Diva loved them too. After grabbing three bowls, one for the each of them, Santana spotted Britts collection of sippy cups in the cupboard and decided to test the boundaries with Rachel a little, hoping it would allow the young girl to feel a little more comfortable around her. Santana first of all grabbed the blondes favourite sippy cup, the one covered in little yellow ducks and filled it with orange juice before placing it beside Rachel on the tray with all the other items, making sure she 'accidentally' nudged the little girl with the cup to grab her attention.

"Tana…?"

It had worked. Santana hid her smile as she turned to face Rachel who was sat still on the counter, looking down at the sippy cup she'd purposely left on display.

"Mhm, little one?"

"Who cup is that?" Rachels brow was furrowed out of curiosity as she looked from the cup to the Latina and back again, her words seemed a little hopeful as if wanting the cup for herself. The cup was so cute, and it had handles! Rachie wanted a cup like that. Whoevers it was was super lucky. But why would Santana have one in the house? She didn't know until the night before that Little Rachie existed… so surely it wasn't for her, right?

"You mean the duckie cup, sweet pea?" Santana smiled, trying to act as normal as possible. "It's Britt-Britts."

Rachels eyes widened for a moment. Britt-Britts? Why did she use a sippy cup? Was it because it had duckies on it?

"Oh." Was all Rachel could respond, and Santana couldnt help but hear the disappointment in her voice, it was clear the young girl wanted a sippy cup too, but didn't know how to ask. She wished Rachel would be comfortable enough to let Rachie run free but she knew that would take time. Until then the latina would have to keep nudging her in the right direction.

"Its cute isn't it, Rachie?" Santana smiled sincerely at the little girl, quickly grabbing three bowls and spoons for the each of them, followed by a carton of milk, placing them on the breakfast tray before slowly grabbing a second sippy cup and holding it up to the young girl.

"Would you like to use one too? This one has little bears on it."

Rachels eyes lit up instantly at the offer, although she didn't want to let on how excited she was to use the cup, she merely nodded slowly. "P'ease, Tana".

Santana placed the second cup on the tray with a grand smile before checking for any other necessities.

"Lucky charms. Check. Milk. Check. Bowls and spoons. Check. Cups for my girls. Check. And a glass for me. Check. Do we need anything else, RaeRae?"

"We needs juice!" Rachel giggled madly as Santana playfully slapped her palm to her forehead before making her way to the fridge to grab a carton of OJ and filling the two girls sippy cups before her own glass.

"Doh! Silly me." She chuckled her words as she gently lifted the girl off the counter before grabbing the breakfast tray as she began to walk back to the bedroom, making sure that the young girl was following behind her.

"C'mon miss, lets go get into bed and wake BrittBritt so we can get our eats on!"

Once they had entered the room, Santana let Rachel climb into the bed first and get comfy before she settled herself down beside her, resting the tray on her lap. The blonde was still sound asleep when both girls were settled and so Rachel took it upon herself to not so gently wake her up by repeatedly poking her nose, her cherubic giggles filling the air.

"Wakey Wakey, Britt-Britt!"

Brittany groaned quietly as she tried to swat at Rachels prodding finger. "Go way, mama!"

Brittany's response only made Rachel giggle harder as she shook her head in confusion. Not understanding why Brittany would think she was her mama.

"I not your mama, silly. I Rachie! We gots you breakfast! Lucky charms!"

"Maybe we should eat them all Rachie if Britt Britt wants to keep eating, huh?"

Santana playfully winked at Rachel before laughing when Brittany instantly shot up, forcing her eyes open. She wasn't about to miss out on breakfast, even if she did want to sleep some more.

"I'm awake! Dun eats my food!"