The Session

"So Santana tell me why you are here?", the older blonde lady asked the gangster. Santana was at her first therapy meeting.

The brunette fidgeted with the hem of her shirt before answering, " I'm here to fix my relationship with my girlfriend."

Mrs. Holliday wrote something down in her notebook. "Okay what do you think the problem is?"

"I have anger issues and I take them out on my wife", she confessed. The therapist gave her a look that mean to elaborate. "When I get jealous, I say things I really don't mean. I think I really hurt her this time."

"What did you do?"

"I think I cheated on her but, in my mind I thought it was over. In my mind I thought I didn't want her anymore I was goddamn angry that I had to get a blo- umm service from someone else", she stopped right there not wanting to tell the therapist about her condition just yet. "I love her though and I had to mess it up"

"Hmm", the blonde studied the gangster,"What is her name?"

"Brittany", she smiled at saying her name.

"Tell me about her"

"What do you mean?", she asked confused.

"Why do you want to make it right with her?"

"Because I love her", Holliday looked at her again to elaborate, " I met her when I was six years old. I remember it like it was yesterday. That was the day my dad kicked out my mom. I was so angry that day, I didn't want to talk to anyone. Brittany started a conversation and I was rude to her and I saw her little pout and all those problems with my parents went out the window", she smiled as she remember that day," We was best friends all the way up to high school. High school was when I told her actually loved her. It was August 24th", she remembered the day,"Her and her dad got into this argument and I like umm punched him for her", she paused," she hates violence so she was so shitty at me opps sorry."

The therapist chuckles, "It's okay hun. You can finish"

"Well I just told her I loved her and she was so surprised and we kissed. I was so happy like something was lifted off my chest, you know?"

"Hmm okay", she wrote something down, " What did she do?"

Santana stared at her, "What are you talking about?"

"Why were you angry at her. She had to do something, right?"

Santana didn't want to think about what Brittany did, "Do I have to?"

"No I'm not going to make you talk about anything you don't want to", she looked at Santana as if she was trying to evaluate her. " You have any kids"

"Yes but no", she knew she should explain more," biological no but he's mine"

"So the child is someone else's", Santana nodded," and how did that happen?"

" Well I cheated on her back in high school and we broke up"

Holliday wrote somethings down, "Why did you cheat?", she asked not looking up from her notebook.

"I was drunk at a party and me and her were fighting so to be honest her best friend was there."

Flashback

"Babe can we just stay here and cuddle?", the blonde asked.

Santana wanted to go out and hang with her friends, drink and possible get laid. Brittany have been withholding sex for weeks. " Come on Brit please"

"Why so you can smoke with your friends and leave me in the kitchen by myself again?", last time they were at a party Santana got so faded that she left the blonde in kitchen.

"I'm so sorry about that it won't happen again I promise baby. Maybe you can smoke with me?", she said grabbing her girlfriend's hand. She loved when her and Brit got high together.

Brittany shifted,"You know I don't smoke like that. So maybe." It's true she didn't, she would do it every blue moon.

Santana let go of her hand," Really maybe? Like I don't know what that means", she moves away from her," Why can't you just say no"

"Because I don't know yet", Brittany answered, moving away from her girlfriend.

"O my god your such a bitch you know that?"

"What did you just call me?", Brittany's eyes twitch. She was ready to smack the shit out of Santana.

"I think you heard me. This is fucking ridiculous", before she could get up and grab her coat, Brittany smacked her right across the face. Santana was shocked by the blonde's action. "What the fuck Britt?"

"I can't believe you would call me that. You know what it is a no. Fuck you!", she grabbed her coat making a way towards the door, "You call me when you get your shit together"

"Where are you going I drove!", the gangster spat, while still holding her cheek.

Brittany just walked out ignoring her angry girlfriend. Santana just sat there thinking why the Brittany was being a bitch to her. She scoffed when she got up and decided she was going to that party without her.

"She was so mad at me. I remember her eyes looking like she was going to kill me", she laughed, "That's another thing I like about her she always put up a good fight with me and she is so so umm different from every other girl that I know"

"Did you regret it?"

"Yes I regretted seeing that look on her face it broke me and I promised her I would never cheat on her again.

The therapist wrote down some more until she looked up, "Have you had arguments like that before?"

Santana laughed again, "That's all me and Brit do is argue. We are so different but the same", she looked down at her hands, "I remember when Brittany almost killed this woman", she chuckled before telling the story.

Flashback

Santana and Brittany had just checked into a hotel for the weekend for their 5 month anniversary. They were lounging around the pool. Santana was in a tank and swimming trunks, while Brittany was in her two piece swimming suit. Brittany was in the pool and Santana was in a fold out chair.

After swimming a little bit Brittany noticed that there was a woman talking to San. She got out the pool and walked over. "Who is this babe?", sounding innocent.

Santana looked up from her sunglasses and smiled at her girlfriend, "This is Melissa, she runs the hotel", when the girl's name came out of her mouth the middle aged brunette finally looked up at the blonde.

Brittany sat down on Santana's lap, draping her arm around the other girl's neck, " Well hello Melissa", the blonde turned and looked at Santana, "What were you guy's talking about?"

Before she could say anything Melissa spoke up, " I was just telling Santana here that the honeymoon suite is prepared for you guys. I was just about to show her"

Brittany growled at the girl, "Now you can show both of us". The two girls had a stare off.

"How about me and you go babe?", Brittany nodded at her while still looking at Melissa. Santana cleared her throat, " umm okay, So Melissa what is the room number?"

"It's room 420", which made Santana laugh. Brittany then turned her head towards Santana.

"Did you really think that was funny?", she was trying to be nice, but Santana was making it hard on her.

Santana stopped laughing and cleared her throat again, " No babe, come on let's go", she waited for the blonde to get up before doing the same thing. It was a awkward walk to the elevators.

The brunette tried to kiss the blonde in the elevator, but was rejected," What I do now Britt?"

Brittany backed away," You just let her flirt with you", before Santana could say anything, she continued," And don't try to act like you didn't know"

"Babe, I wasn't flirting with her so what's the big deal?"

"What's the big deal?", the blonde spat.

"Yea you are blowing this thing out of proportion", she really didn't see what was wrong. The elevator ding that's when they notice that neither one of them has pressed '4'. But the person that stepped into the elevator was the last person that the blonde wanted to see.

"I was just about to check on you guys", she said just looking at Santana.

"Bitch what is your problem?', Melissa was shocked by Brittany's attitude," Do you not see that this", grabbing Santana's hand, "Is taking? Or are you dumb?"

"Babe calm down", the gangster whispered.

"First off I was just being nice blondie. And if I wanted your girl I would have her"

Brittany let go of Santana's hand and got in Melissa's face, "Whore you couldn't get anybody with those crooked teeth"

Santana thought this was a good time to press '4', so she could get the fuck off this elevator. "Everybody calm down", both girl's ignored her.

"I can kick you out, I run this", Melissa said.

The blonde squinted her eyes and said, "Try me", she moved her face closer, "Try me bitch"

As soon as 'bitch' left her mouth, the older brunette smacked her.

"Oh shit", Santana whispered, not believing what she was seeing.

Brittany turned and looked at the woman, Ding, the elevator opened, she smirked and then punched her. "That's the best you got?"

Before the brunette could do anything, Santana stood in the middle of them, "Stop", she grabbed Brittany, "Babe this is are stop let's get off" She picked her girlfriend up and walked off the elevator, but then she turned around," Oh and Melissa you can't kick us out", Melissa looked at her weird as to ask 'why not?', "Remember who my dad is?"

"So why do you wearing swimming trunks? If you don't mind me asking", the blonde asked.

"Because I have a penis", she said looking at the therapist.

The lady didn't look fazed, "Okay now it makes sense", she looked at her watch, " So are hour is up. You want to come back next week at the same time?"

The gangster stood up and said, "Yes let's do that. Can I also um bring Brittany?"

" Yes Santana you can even bring Peter if you want to?"

"Okay I'll see you then"

When Santana got home she was surprised to see Quinn sitting on the living room couch. "Hey Quinn. What you doing here?"

"Puck wanted to talk to me. What's up?", Quinn tried to change the subject. The brunette knew she didn't want to talk about her relationship.

"Well I just left my session, so", trying not to make eye contact, "Umm where is Brittany?, making her way towards the kitchen.

"I think she took a nap. And Peter is still at school obviously. So how was it?" , the blonde was really concerned about her friend.

"It was good", short and simple, " I'm going to go check on Brittany. I'll see you later."

"I'll see you"

Before she could make it to the bedroom she turned around, "And Quinn please listen to my brother. I know he might act like a idiot but he still loves you", and with that she opened her bedroom door without waiting for a response.

She sees Brittany sleeping peacefully. The brunette decided change into a tank top and sweats and got in the bed with the pregnant blonde. She draped her arm around her accidentally waking up Brittany.

"Santana?", the groggily answered.

"Yea its me. Go back to sleep baby"

The blonde hummed, "How was your session?"

The brunette kissed her shoulder, "It was good. I have to ask you something. But for right now I need for you and the baby to get some rest okay", she paused, "Can I take a nap with you?"

"Yes you can good evening" the blonde said falling back to sleep.

Santana smiled, knowing this was the reason she had to change to be a better person. So she could come home to the person she loved.