Fixing You
Santana got out of bed, making sure she doesn't wake the sleeping beauty. She grabs the rest of the blunt from last night. While walking to the balcony doors her phone start ringing. "Goddamn it Puck", she answers the phone, looking to see if Brittany woke up. Brittany moved her arm a little but no sign of her waking up.
"Santana, I need a place to stay", Puck says through the phone. She could hear that he had been crying or was about to.
"Why? What the fuck is happening? Where's Peter?", Santana said while going out on the balcony. She had to ask about Peter.
"She kicked me out. Peter is okay", Puck said.
"Shit what happened",obviously he fucked up somehow. Santana couldn't help anyone she can barely help her own relationship.
"Can I please just come over"
Santana looked over the balcony before lighting the blunt. "Yea sure but don't ruin my plan of getting Brittany back", he doesn't say anything," You hear me?"
"Yea I got you boss" he hangs up. The brunette took another hit trying to figure out what she is going to do with Brittany and Puck.
Both of the situations are different but similar. Her and Brittany is trying to fix their relationship or better to say fix Santana, to be better in the relationship, and then Puck and Quinn trying to figure out what they are in this business of crime. Thinking about this stuff got her feeling like she doesn't know what to do. Like what if she gets her act together and then fucks up again, she feels like she will do that and breaks Brittany's heart. With all these thoughts in her head she didn't hear a blonde open the balcony door. The brunette continue to smoke and look over the balcony.
Brittany watched her trying to figure out what is going through the gangster's mind. She could tell that Santana was thinking about something important by how she was standing. The brunette was looking over the balcony with one hand resting on the rale. Her face is scrunched up like something is bothering her. Brittany takes a step closer. "Why you always overthinking something?", the blonde asks.
Dropping the blunt over the balcony, Santana turns around to see Brittany in an tank-top with some boxer shorts. "Uh what?"
"What you thinking about?", the blonde asks, stepping towards the brunette to get closer.
"Well Puck is coming over", she pause to see if Brittany is going to say something. When she doesn't she continues," and I was also thinking about us and how we are."
"Why is Puck coming over?"
"You know him and Quinn. I think they are arguing again, he's going to stay in the guest room", saying that made her think if Brittany wanted her to move back in the room. They haven't discussed that far into the relationship. She doesn't even know if they are back together.
"Aren't you staying in the guest room?", Brittany asked.
"I knew I should have talked to you first. I'm so sorry I just thought it was okay for him to come. I'll call him now". She got her phone out to call Puck, until she felt a hand grab hers.
"No you don't have to do that", she kept her hand on her hand, enjoying the feeling. Santana stared at it. " I was just asking, you don't have to stay in the guest room. You can stay on the couch in the living room". Santana's face changed into regretful. "I'm just kidding Santana", the blonde laughed at her, moving her hands to cover her stomach.
Santana act like she was mad, " That was messed up Brittany. But you got me." Brittany got closer to her.
"I missed this", Brittany whispered the truth.
Santana needed to hear those words leave out her mouth. She loved hearing that Brittany missed her because she missed her all the time. Even though she didn't act like it, she did. "Me too"
Brittany looked at the gangsters lips, she moved in and then backed up. " Okay, I'm going to take a shower and like get ready. Okay", she hurried off the balcony.
Santana stood out there confused. What just happened. Was Brittany going to kiss her, all these thoughts popped in her head. Maybe Brittany wanted her again. She smiled to herself, feeling happy. The gangster still knew she had a lot of work to do. She is going to get her girl back even if it kills her.
While Santana was still on the balcony, Brittany was in the bathroom washing her face. She couldn't believe she almost caved in to the brunettes games. The blonde couldn't tell if Santana was actually changing or just one of her games. It's only been a couple of days, not enough for people to change right? She didn't have time to think of that. The only thing would be important right now is Peter and the baby that's on the way. Brittany started to think will Santana change for the baby and how Santana was when Peter.
A seventeen year old Brittany was laying her head down on top of her girlfriend, while they were watching SpongeBob. Santana had just got done smoking a blunt with her brothers and her dad just left to take care of some business. She was zoned out watching tv, "Babe why is SpongeBob so fucking entertaining?", she asked laughing.
The blonde laughs,"Sweetie I don't know. And you know no cussing, the baby can still hear you know".
"I'm sorry my love", she pauses and starts to think about something," I'm happy you moved out of that house and in with me. I kinda don't know what I would do without you know", she smiled. Santana's dad allowed her girlfriend to move in. Which everybody knows that he was going to let her anyway. I mean she is carrying his grandchild.
"Like what?", asked Brittany.
"Like umm I don't know like kiss you like this", the brunette bends down and kisses her girlfriend," Or touch you right her", she whispers while moving her hand up the blonde's shirt, "Or you know take th-"
"Agh", Brittany grabs her stomach," Baby the baby, the baby is coming", she said, continuing to moan and groan.
Santana hopped up real quick and called her brothers, "RIck! Puck! David! Hey you guys the baby is coming", she could hear one of them say 'oh shit', but everybody came in there with what they needed to bring. They have been preparing for this for months, everyone knew that Brittany was going to pop anytime soon now. Puck came with the overnight bag for the hospital, Rick went and got the car heated and David was calling their dad to tell him to meet them at the hospital. "Come on baby", she helps Brittany on the couch.
The blonde keeps gripping her stomach and moaning all the way to the car. The brunette helped Brittany in the car. Puck gets out of the driver seat and hops in the back. Santana gets in the driver seat and reversed out of the driveway.
When they made it to the hospital, Brittany tried to get out right there but Santana stopped her, "Baby Puck is getting you a wheelchair", but Brittany wasn't listening.
"If you don't let me out this fucking car uuuggggghhhh, Let me fucking out", as soon as the words left her mouth Puck was running out with a wheelchair. Puck helped her out of the car and onto the wheelchair. Santana was right behind him, Puck looked like he was about to take off Santana took that over.
The gangster rushed her girlfriend into the hospital, "I need a doctor now!", she screamed at the blonde receptionist. The receptionist called the doctor. Not even five minutes later the doctor came straight out. Santana obviously went in with her love, while her brothers stood out in the waiting room.
Brittany was in labor for seven hours. She had little Peter Bennett Lopez. He weighed 7.5 pounds and was healthy. Santana was the first to hold him.
"Babe he is so cute", the brunette started to cry, " you want to hold him babe?"
Brittany nodded and her girlfriend handed him to her. While holding him she could see Peter resembles Raymond. The one person she didn't want to ever be around again could make a beautiful child like this.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Santana's voice, "I love you baby"
"I love you too", the blonde smiled.
"Can I go get my dad, he would love the new addition to the family", she said while wiping tears from her face.
Brittany nodded and held the baby,admiring how he was finally out in the world. She didn't even notice Pablo and Santana walking in.
"Dad this is Peter Bennett Lopez"
Pablo watched Brittany holding the baby, and was about to cry also. It was his first grandchild. He nodded towards the baby like to ask if he could hold him. Brittany reached out her arms, Pablo swooped him up in his arms. "He is so beautiful", there was comfortable silence for awhile until, "You know Santana, I know your going to take care of this little one." He stopped to get a response.
"Yes sir", Santana said confidently.
"Actually I want to talk to you in the hallway", he handed Peter back to Brittany. "We will be right back okay sweet heart."
Brittany smiled while they walked out there. The brunette mind started to race, she was scared.
Pablo looked at his daughter in the hallway for a few seconds before saying," You see that little boy in there", Santana nodded, " That's your son. Fuck DNA testing. Your the one who has to love him. You and Brittany. I taught you right from wrong", he paused to think about how he was going to word the next sentence," I know are family is not your typical family but we look out for are own and sometimes we have to quit for are family."
Santana stared at him blankfaced," Are you telling me to quit the business?"
" Yes , if it gets in the way of your family. Just choose one of your brothers", he placed his hand in front of her," just don't let Puck run it", he laughed," Deal?"
"Deal", she shook his hand, laughing also.
30 minutes later, Santana was putting on her basketball shorts. She was taking Peter to go play basketball with his uncle Puck. They had arrived a 15 minutes ago. Santana wanted to talk to Puck anyway about the problem.
They loaded themselves in the car and was on their way to the park. As soon as they got there Peter got on the swings and told them he want to play later. So Santana thought this was the perfect time.
"So what the fuck happened?", she asked her brother, while sitting on the bench.
"I don't know", he paused and looked at the mulch," We were talking about are future. An-nd she started to talk about marriage. I told her I don't think I'm ready for that."
The gangster watched the sad look on his while he talked about it," What she say?"
Brittany who also wanted to know what the problem was with Quinn and Puck. "So you telling me that he doesn't want to marry?", she was shitty for Quinn.
"Can I tell you what happened first.", clearly irritated that Brittany interrupted her.
"Yes sorry", the blonde apologized.
"So I asked him why the fuck not? And he says he don't think we going to last that long"
"What the fuck Puck? Are you serious that's what you said to your girl?", Santana screamed at her brother.
"But its true Santana, look at us"
Santana looked at herself, she didn't understand what she was saying. "What ? I think we look okay. What does this have to do with you and Quinn?", she asked confused.
"We are gangsters. We could die any moment", he was right they could, I don't want to put Quinn through that pain", a tear shredded from his eye.
Santana hugged her brother," I know its going to be okay. Did you tell her that?"
He sniffles, "No I told her to just wait a couple of years"
"That son of a bitch!", Brittany screamed into the phone.
"I know right. I just told him to leave. I guess now he had to run to his little sister for help as always", Quinn was right about that. Puck always ran to Santana for advice or to help him out of a situation. "I'm so shitty at him"
"Girl I understand what you mean", she hasn't caught Quinn up about Santana and her trying to work it out.
" What's going on with you and Santana"
Brittany sighed,"I told her about the pregnancy after I saw Rebecca giving her a blowjob"
"Are you fucking serious?"
"Are you fucking serious?", Puck asked. Santana was telling him about her home problems, "So you did sleep with her?"
"No, she just gave me head", she ran her hair through her fingers. She was embarrassed of herself.
"I can't believe you sis. So how do you expect to win her back?"
Before the gangster could respond, Peter walked up," Hey Mami can we play ball now"
"Yes, mijo", she looked at Puck to say 'we will talk about this later'," You ready to get beat little man?"
Santana, Puck and Peter walked into the house all sweaty, like they just ran a 3k marathon. "Mom!", Peter screamed.
Brittany came running out of her bedroom to see what was going on," Yes baby?", she asked concerned.
"I've missed you", the boy hugged his mom.
"Awe I missed you to baby", hugging the little boy she smelled his odor," Peter you need a shower sir!"
He broke the hug from her and smelled under his arms. Scrunching his face from the smell, " Your right mom", he ran off to his room.
"Stop running Peter!", she don't know why she keeps saying it, knowing good and well he's not going to listen. She turned to see Santana and Puck just standing there like zombies.
"Hey Brit", Puck said smiling at the blonde.
"Puck", she was still upset about what her and Quinn were talking about.
Santana looked at her funny. Brittany was always nice to everyone except for the people that hurt her or her family. So she is shocked on how the blonde just greeted her brother unless...'oh my god she talked to Quinn', she said in her head.
"Hey why don't you go take a shower", she said to her brother. Puck took that as a sign that they needed to talk about something important. He nodded and left the living room.
The blonde and brunette just stayed put were they were standing. Until Brittany finally broke the silence, "So how was basketball?", she asked while walking to the couch to sit down.
"It was okay", Santana didn't know what to say. She needed to ask Brittany a lot of questions but she was afraid of what the answers would be. So she started with a easy question. "You talk to Quinn today?"
"Yes why?", wondering why it was even any of the gangsters business.
Santana sighed,"She told you what happened, didn't she?"
"Yes and Puck was dead fucking wrong for what he said", she said angrily.
Santana walked over to the couch and sat on it. She was a little close to Brittany but not as close as she wanted to be. "But you don't understand what he said to judge him Brittany.
"Are you defending your brother right now?", if the blonde wasn't angry at first she was angry now.
"I'm not defending him", she paused," I just listened to why he said it and I agree".
Brittany hopped off the couch," Are you fucking kidding me right now?", she walked to the kitchen. Santana followed her. "I guess he told a whole different story of what Quinn told me if you are taking his side. Because I know the Santana that I know would kick her brothers ass"
The brunette didn't want to have a argument," Can you please calm down", Brittany blankly stared at Santana before nodding and sitting down in the kitchen chairs. "Puck said that to keep Quinn safe"
Brittany asked confusingly, "What are you talking about?"
"Puck doesn't want Quinn following him into that horrible gangsters life", she paused and looked at the blonde,"and I agree with him".
Brittany face soften after hearing why Puck couldn't marry Quinn. "Why can't he just tell her that?"
"Because Puck is an idiot", she laughed. She was also happy when she saw Brittany smiled for the first time that day. 'Damn that smile'. "I have another question for you", she paused, Brittany nodded, " Umm what happened earlier today on the balcony?"
Brittany stared at her confused for a couple a second before she remembers the almost kiss. "I c-can't get hurt again Santana. I know you say your changing but I can't accept you just yet."
Santana walked closer to Brittany and hugged her. "I love you Brittany and I will wait a lifetime for you to forgive me", the gangster feels Brittany start to cry in the root of her neck," I know I keep saying this but I'm sorry and I will never do that shit again. I see what I have lost and when you can trust me again I will make you, Peter and the baby happy. No more disappearing in the middle of the night", a few tears started to shed," No more episodes I'm going to get help. Just believe in me"
Santana let Brittany go and walked away without getting a response from the blonde, leaving her confused. The brunette walked to the bedroom's bathroom and dialed a number. "Hi Mrs. Holliday I would like to set up an appointment with you"
I don't know why I'm up at 1:16 in the morning but I am. This story was on my mind so I finally finished it. I hope you guys like it. I also wanted to apologize to Jaminica for not uploading this when I said I was and I didn't I'm truly sorry. Please review and tell me what you think.
