Notes: OK, I'm still here, guys and I'm so sorry for taking so long to update, but I promise I'll keep this story 'till the end. I hope you still with me :) Enjoy.
xxxx
Flashback
Santana had never been so nervous and anxious in her entire life. It was her wedding day and she was in the guest room at Rachel's house with Brittany, while Quinn was in Rachel's room with Rachel.
It was the most important day of their lives. After eight months of dating, Santana surprised everyone by asking Quinn to marry her. She didn't care if they had only been dating for a short time, she always knew that Quinn was the right girl for her and the two loved each other unconditionally.
Quinn always proved to be Santana's safe place. Both experienced major disappointments with their family and now had each other. Although younger and still in college, they knew that having each other was enough. Santana was everything to Quinn and she was always there to catch Quinn when she fell. Quinn was making Santana smile and changing her temperament to that of a comprehensive and mature woman. Quinn saw in Santana all she ever wanted for her famous "Prince Charming" and had no doubt that Lopez was the right person to spend the rest of her life with. They were born for each other.
Their marriage was to be before a few friends: Puck, Kurt, Rachel and Brittany. Quinn and Santana also invited Hayley who was a friend of both from the candy store. Puck soon charmed the girl, but Santana told him to stay away. Hayley was young, she was only sixteen and Santana was protective of the girl. The two knew each other from when the Latina had moved to NYC.
They set their wedding date for July and the weather was not that warm. The ceremony would be held at Rachel's house since she was the only one that had a large and beautiful yard and Kurt would be the officiant of the ceremony.
"It's time." Santana took a deep breath hearing Brittany's voice and looked in the mirror again noticing her clothes. She wore white cotton pants with a white, cotton strapless top, covered by a lace overshirt with a 3/4 sleeve and a jump white pee toe sandals too high for a sign. Her black hair was loose around her shoulders topped with just a delicate tiara in her hair.
"Great, let's go, and please stay with my jacket and when I ask you give it to me." She laughed with Brittany, who stood behind her excited to be Santana's maid of honor.
"Quinnie, it is time." Rachel jumped excited from her bed while Quinn checked for the last time in the mirror.
"Rachel, I'm going to throw up." Quinn saw her reflection in the mirror while Rachel adjusted the blonde's clothes. Fabray wore a white satin gown with a delicate pink ribbon at her waist with long sleeves. Her hair was loose, her tresses beautiful and wavy. Her shoes was white. She wore a white pointed heel shoes, only the tip appeared under her dress as she walked.
Quinn picked up her bouquet of small roses and left as Rachel straightened Quinn's hair in the back.
"You will not throw up, Q. And your jacket will be with me."
"Great." Quinn laughed and the two went to the back of the house.
Santana insisted she'd go first. She wanted to see Quinn walking to her. It would be just like that and both choose the same song; "I will not give Up" by Jason Mraz.
Kurt was already in place. Puck and Hayley were standing a little ahead and before the door opened Puck started the music and Brittany went first. A few centimeters behind was Santana, with a smile from ear to ear. Santana was so happy that she had forgotten how cold it was outside. The music played softly and soon she got in her place to wait for Quinn.
The Latina took a deep breath and looking at the door feelt her heart almost jump out of her mouth. She was so anxious that her hands were sweating nonstop. She didn't want a bouquet thinking it would be better for Quinn, so she entered holding only one flower. A yellow rose.
A few minutes later the door opened again and Rachel appeared smiling, but all that Santana could see was Quinn and how beautiful she was. Quinn was perfect, looking like an angel as she floated on top of that red carpet on top of Rachel's grass.
Quinn had her heart in her mouth. She wanted to run to Santana, but held and followed the protocol of walking slowly down the aisle. The music accompanied her and she was loving it. She was so happy that she was afraid all of this had been a dream. She looked at Santana and felt even more loved every second. In fact, she was loving the Latina increasingly as she approached.
As soon as Quinn reached Santana, the Latina gave a kiss on her forehead the two entwined their fingers and turned to Kurt.
"Hey Angel," Santana whispered, making Quinn smile.
Kurt began and the girls couldn't take their eyes off each other. They couldn't wait to become wives of one another and finally share their lives.
Santana stroked Quinn's hand throughout the ceremony. She wanted to say how Quinn was beautiful and kiss her, but she knew she needed to hold on. Quinn felt butterflies in her stomach flying nonstop every second.
Now was the time that both were more nervous. They would exchange their wedding vows. Rachel handed the ring to Quinn and she turned to face Santana.
"San, hey," Quinn smiled. "I vow to help you every second when you need it and even when you don't, because you are stubborn never asking for help when in fact always needing it." Quinn laughed nervously as a tear fell from her eye. "I vow to speak when words are needed and share the silence when they are not. I vow to take care of your heart with all the protection and care of the world and not let anyone hurt it. I vow to love you every second of my life. To love you at your worst and best times. You are the love of my life, Santana and I promise to take care of you every day." Quinn put the ring on Santana's finger and breathed deeply. She looked at her future wife and noticed that the tears in her eyes, both had tears falling on their cheeks.
Now it was Santana's turn. She turned to Puck getting her ring and turned to look at Quinn. Before she even start talking, tears began dripping down her cheeks.
"I vow to fiercely love you in all your forms, now and forever. I promise to never forget that this is a once in a lifetime love. And to always know in the deepest part of my soul that no matter what challenges might carry us apart, we will always find our way back to each other."
Santana finished her vow placing the ring on Quinn's finger. Both were laughing and crying at the same time. They didn't want this perfect moment to end.
"In the power given to me. I declare... -" Kurt stopped smiling. "Wife and wife." Kurt chuckled, just like everyone else. "You can kiss the bride."
They looked at each other and Santana placed her hands around Quinn's waist as the blonde's hands wrapped around Santana's neck, their lips connected in a gentle and lengthy kiss. Quinn's tongue went into the Santana's mouth. What should have been a peck became a romantic kiss.
After a few seconds they broke the kiss, but their foreheads were close.
"I love you, Santana Fabray-Lopez. I love you." Quinn whispered against Santana's lips.
"I Love you Lucy Quinn Fabray-Lopez. I can't wait to get out of here."
End.
Two days later.
Santana was changing in her room that morning, getting ready to go meet Quinn and Russell to sign the divorce. She was not surprised at how quickly it all came out. Santana knew Russell had all the paperwork ready when he met her. The Latina could hardly sleep last night with Quinn's words going endlessly in her head. Santana spent the day explaining to Beth why her mommy was gone, but Beth couldn't understand and asked several times if this was her fault. Beth cried all night calling for Quinn and got a high fever that kept Santana awake all night. It wasn't easy being alone and seeing Beth that way made the situation worse than it already was.
The Latina could hardly move, the pain in her chest was too much and she just wanted to wake up from this nightmare soon. She didn't understand how Quinn allowed herself to be manipulated by her father that way. How Fabray could leave Beth, knowing that the little one would suffer the moment she got out of the house. Santana couldn't think straight that day. Things happen that way. Quinn should have woken up in that hospital knowing who Santana was and who Beth was. Santana just wanted her wife back. This feeling was beginning to shatter her heart further and she didn't know how long she could take.
"Hey, San." Puck opened the bedroom door, smiling softly to his friend. "You all ready? We have to go." Santana just looked at him and nodded, grabbing her purse from the bed and following Puck out of the room. Puck was one of the friends she found comforting and she knew he was the right person to go with her to Russell's office to sign the paperwork. The Latina didn't know if she had the strength to do it all alone. Was there still the possibility of her heart hurting more than it already was?
"Rach, thanks again for staying with Beth, I will be back in a few hours." Santana said as little Beth got up from the couch and went to the Latina.
"Mami?" The little one called scratching her red nose. "Where are you going?"
Santana looked down smiling at her daughter, staying at the same height level as Beth's eyes. "I need to fix some things and I'll come back later, okay?" Santana rested her hand on Beth's forehead feeling the same warmth from last night. "Rach, can you please get her to take a baby tylenol? The fever has not decreased. "
"Of course, San, but we know what that fever means." Rachel pressed her lips, and Santana just nodded, placing a kiss on her daughter's cheek.
"Stay with Aunt Rachel, okay, monkey? When I get back I'll bring some delicious cupcakes from Hayley."
"Okay, Mami." Beth nodded, and Rachel approached picking her up.
"See you later, baby." Santana sent a kiss to Beth and left with Puck following her. One of the things she never thought would happen was happening and she was numb, feeling only the unbearable pain in her chest.
"We're in this together, okay?" Puck's voice broke the silence as he drove taking his best friend to the office.
Santana just smiled and held Puck's hand. She would need her best friend more than ever.
Xxxx
Puck parked the car in a place within the law firm and looked at Santana who was facing the building. She wasn't ready. She would never be prepared for this, she had never thought that one day this would happen. Puck gave her time to process where she was and waited patiently at her side. She looked at him smiling, looking like she had just come out of a trance and opened the door. Noah quickly did the same and stood next to Santana reaching out to her.
"We are here to see Russell Fabray." Puckerman spoke to the security guard of the building. Santana looked numb.
"Of course. Seventh floor." The security guard said and Noah pulled Santana by the hand to the elevator.
"I never thought this would happen." It was the first time Santana said something after they left home. "I always thought that we would have our forever."
"I know, baby. I know." Puck wrapped his arm around the Latina's waist and kissed her forehead.
The elevator stopped at the floor where the security guard had indicated. There was a large single room in the hallway. As they approached the door Santana took a deep breath and Puck knocked twice. A swarthy young man wearing a suit opened the door for them.
Quinn sat at a round table with her father on her right and Sam on her left. She smiled when she saw the Latina, but all Santana could do was swallow tears and breathe deeply, building up her walls and trying not show how hurt she was.
"Santana finally. Please sit down." Russell with his ironic tone pointed to two chairs in front of him and smiled at Santana. "Who are you?" He directed to Puck.
"Noah. Noah Puckerman." Puck was about to fly into Russell, but he held himself back for his friends. "Hey, baby mama." He directed to Quinn, even though she couldn't remember him. The blonde just smiled.
They sat on the chairs and then Russell authorized the dark young man to bring the papers. Santana couldn't take her eyes off Quinn, it was as if she was paralyzed there.
The young lawyer put the papers on the table explaining everything that was there. Santana would keep the house and would have legal custody of Beth. Quinn knew that taking the little one from the Latina would be unfair, because Santana knew Beth better than Fabray, and for the house... well, Quinn had her own house and didn't want or need to take this from Santana and Beth. The blonde looked at Santana, taking a deep breath. Once Quinn began signing the paperwork, Santana turned to look at Puck and a tear trickled from her eyes. Noah took her hand, wiping the tears from her cheek.
"Your turn, Ms. Lopez." The lawyer took the papers from Quinn and slid them gently across the table to Santana.
Her heart was in her throat. She couldn't move, all she did was hold Puck's hand tightly.
"Quinn, don't do this," Santana said breathing deeply. "I know this is hard for you, but please don't do this to me. I love you so much, Q. You're all I have. You and Beth are the best things that ever happened in my life, and I can't lose you, please." Santana began to cry, bringing her hand up to Quinn and taking her wife's hand. "I promised I would take care of you and I can do this, you don't need to leave the house, you don't need, Q." Tears was falling without stopping from their eyes. "I promised I would make you happy every day, I can still do this if you let it me. Legal custody of Beth? Custody? Quinn, this is ridiculous. We have to do this together. As a family"
"San, I. - "
"Can you please just sign the paperwork, Lopez?" Russell said, pulling back his daughter's arm. "This is the best for both of you now. Quinn can't even remember you and my daughter deserves a fresh start and. - "
"You. This is all your fault." Santana now turned to Russell and before she got up Puck held her in place, knowing exactly what would happen if she get her hands on Russell.
"Hey, hey ... Santana." Puck said as Santana just stared at Quinn's father. "Santana?"
Santana looked at Quinn who was crying in silence and the lawyer put his hand back on the papers in front of her again. The Latina looked at him and all she wanted was to fly at his neck, but Puck's arms was still holding her. She took a deep breath and gently picked up the pen from him. Her breathing was difficult, making it hard for her to say anything and her hands were shaking. She looked at Quinn who didn't move or say anything to make her give up from all this shit. The lawyer opened the first page showing where she would have to sign and before Santana began to write her name there, her eyes met Quinn again with hopes that the blonde would stop her, but nothing happened.
The Latina signing the first page while her hands were still shaking. It was difficult to control such a pain. The lawyer turned the next page and Santana did the same. She signed her name and as soon as she finished she turned to Puck.
"Please, take me away from here." Puck nodded and both got up and his arms wrapped around her waist holding her tightly as they walked out of the room. Puck left the door open when they left and before reaching the elevator, a familiar voice called from Santana.
"Santana." Quinn was still crying in silent, feeling awful for all that was happening. The Latina didn't want to turn around, but did it anyway. When Santana found her ex-wife's eyes she didn't say anything.
"What is it, Quinn? What do you want?" Puck asked.
"You think it's easy for me to come here and do all this, Quinn?" The Latina began to talk, moving away from Puck and approaching the blonde. "You think it's easy to have a daughter who thinks her mother left because of her?"
"What? Beth thinks it's her fault?" Quinn asked in surprise.
"Yes, she thinks you didn't want to stay because of her, because it was with her you spent your last days with and she thinks she did something wrong for you to leave." Santana spoke trying to keep her voice firm, but she was so mad and sad. "I never thought this day would come. I never thought that one day we would be divorced, because we had a perfect life, Quinn. We were the perfect couple and everyone could see that." Puck nodded behind Santana confirming what she was saying. "I promised I would make you happy every day 'till my last breath. You should remember me, having woken up in that fucking hospital knowing who I am." The Latina pointed to herself and Quinn lowered her head starting to cry. "I know this is not your fault, but you didn't even try, Quinn."
"Santana, I'm sorry. I want to remember, I swear I wanted to, but I can't I can't be with someone I don't remember... Someone I don't love." Quinn's words came as stabbing through Santana's heart.
"But you loved me, Quinn. You loved me for years. You loved me since the day you met me." Santana shouted in the hallway without caring if anyone could hear it.
"Santana." Quinn whispered approaching the latina, but Santana stepped back.
"No, I have to go. Beth is waiting for me." Santana stared at Quinn for a few seconds, before turning around and getting into the elevator with Puck.
The blonde turned back to her father's office and was immediately greeted by Sam who seemed to have heard the whole conversation from a few minutes ago. He hugged her without saying anything.
"You did the right thing, Quinn." He whispered as he ran his fingers over her blonde hair.
"Did I?" Quinn was talking to herself.
"I'm sure you did." He kissed Quinn's head and she let go of his embrace.
"Can you take me home? I'm not feeling very well." The blonde smiled and Sam just nodded.
Xxxx
As soon as the door opened, Rachel was standing in the kitchen and Santana went straight to meet her friend, holding her tight. Rachel embraced the Latina squeezing her. She knew Santana needed just that, a hug and nothing else.
"Where's Beth? I brought some cupcakes." Santana broke the silence and wiped her face.
"She's lying on your bed." Rachel said making Santana frown. "She's been there since you left. And the fever remains high, San."
Santana nodded, breathing deeply, leaving the cupcakes on the counter in their box and went to her room finding her daughter lying on her side with her back turned to her. The Latina put her purse on the chair and took off her shoes before going to the bed where Beth was.
"Hey Bee." The Latina planted a kiss on her daughter's head, pulling the little one into her arms. Once Santana put her hands on Beth's forhead she realized how hot the little one was. "Jesus, Beth, you seem to be even hotter." Beth turned her face to meet her mother's eyes and Santana could see Beth's red nose. "Rachel?" Santana called her friend who quickly appeared at the door. "Can you get the thermometer for me, please? It is in the medicine chest in the last closet door there in the kitchen."
Soon Rachel returned to the room giving the thermometer to Santana. The Latina raised Beth's arm and put the thermometer in her armpit.
"I thought that after she took the Tylenol she would be fine, but she is not getting any better, San. I asked if she wanted some cookies with milk like she likes, but she didn't want any. She just wanted to stay in your bed." Rachel said putting her hand on Beth's forehead. "Oh my God, she's too hot, Santana."
Four minutes had passed and Santana took the thermometer from under Beth's little arm. Her temperature was higher than normal. "God, the temperature is too high, Rach. She's never had a high fever like that."
"Mamí" Beth called from Santana and her voice was too soft.
"Mija, you have a high fever, baby." Santana caressed her daughter's hair "Tell me what you're feeling."
Beth mumbled trying to making a sound, but remaining silent just looking at her mamí.
"Beth, what are you feeling?" Santana took Beth's shirt off, leaving her chest exposed in an attempt to cool her. Beth whimpered, but didn't say anything.
"Mommy... Why mommy leave me?" Beth began to cry.
Santana knew this fever was emotional and knew exactly what would be the only medicine for her daughter, Quinn.
"Beth, you can see mommy whatever you want." The Latina tried to cheer her daughter, but it seemed in vain. Beth kept crying and the fever was still there.
"No. She doesn't like me, because she doesn't know who I am." Santana's heart broke even more seeing her daughter like this. She wanted to cry, but needed to be strong for Beth.
"Hey, your mother loves you, Beth. She loves you very much and needed only to move in with her parents, but she is not leaving you." Rachel tried to liven up the little blonde, but nothing made her stop crying.
"Beth, even if mommy doesn't remember any of us, it was you who made her happy all these days. It was you who showed her that even if she doesn't remember, you are still inside of her heart and never left." Beth took a deep breath and now began to cough choking on her own tears. Santana quickly got Beth out of bed and moved her little body to the side as Beth began throwing up on the floor next to Santana. "It's okay, bee." Santana grabbed Beth's arms as Rachel stood up, leaving the room to get the products to clean the floor.
Santana waited for Beth to stop throwing up and took her daughter in her lap, she was more clingy than normal and her body was limp. The little one rested her head on her mother's shoulder and ran her hand through her hair. The Latina led Beth to the bathroom where she turned on the shower, letting the cold water fall. The little one was too hot to take a warm bath. She took the rest of Beth's clothes off and placed her in the shower, but Beth could barely stand. When she felt cold water falling on her little body she joined her chubby hands on her chest and began to tremble.
"No! No! Stop, mamí! I don't want!" Beth shouted as she tried to run from the water, but that was the only way to make the fever go down and Santana knew it. She remembered the day her mother did this when she was a little girl.
"Beth, please. I know it's cold, but it's the only way to make the fever go away." Santana held her daughter's arms, feeling like a horrible mother for doing this.
"No, Mami! Stop, I don't want it!" Beth cried trying to push her mother's hand away. Santana took Beth in her arms and joined her in the shower without even taking her own clothes off. Beth cried, lying her head on her mamí's shoulder.
"Sh, it's okay, monkey. Mamí is here, I'm here." Santana quickly bathed Beth and once she turned off the shower she took the towel in front of her and wrapped it around Beth's little form. "Rachel?"
Rachel had finished cleaning the bedroom and as soon as she heard Santana calling her, she supported the squeegee on the wall and went into the bathroom where she found wet mother and daughter.
"Rachel, take her, and put some clothes on her, please? I need to dry myself and change." Santana gave little Beth to her friend.
The Latina twisted her hair and took off her wet clothes throwing them into the tub. She grabbed a towel, wrapping it around herself and went to her room get into dry clothes.
She opened her wardrobe and choose the first clothing she saw: a light jean shorts and a blue tank top blouse. She returned to the bathroom, taking her clothes from the bath and walked to the laundry room at the back of her house. Puck was still there watching TV and eating Beth's cookies. Santana returned to her bathroom and dryed her hair when Rachel appeared in the mirror reflection with Beth in her lap.
"Let her lay on my bed, I'll be there in a second." Soon the latina finished what she was doing and went to lie down next to Beth who was still hot. "Beth, you're still hot. I think I'll need to take you to the doctor."
"No. No." Beth said, desperately screaming and holding her mother's arm.
"Okay, okay, bee, let's wait a little longer and see if you get any better." Santana hugged her daughter and knew the right medicine for her. She needs Quinn, that's why Beth was sick. She wanted her mother, and even not wanting to talk or see Quinn at that time, Santana had to do something for her daughter. Beth was your priority right now. "Mmm ... What do you say we call mommy?"
"No. She doesn't want to talk to me." Santana took a deep breath going to get the phone in her purse.
"I bet she'll love to talk to you." The Latina dialed Quinn's number and waited.
"Hello?" Quinn's voice finally appeared on the other side of the line.
"Quinn, it is Santana." The Latina felt ridiculous for having to identify herself to her ex-wife on the phone. "I need your help, Beth is not feeling well."
"What happened?" She asked and Santana could feel the concern in the blonde's voice.
"She has a high fever that doesn't go away at all and I believe it is emotional. She misses you Quinn and doesn't understand why you left."
"Oh no, Santana, I'm sorry to be causing all this. I-I -" The blonde's tone was sad. She didn't want Beth to feel guilty about everything that was happening.
"Well, she needs you, Q. And I don't know what to do anymore. You need to talk to her, please. She really needs you right now. Wait a second, I'll pass the phone to her, okay?"
"Of course. Let me talk to her." Quinn took a deep breath.
"Hello?" Beth spoke with the soft voice on the phone.
"Hey, baby, how are you?"
"I'm sick, mommy." Beth turned to the side and stared at the wall in front of her. "Mommy, why you don't love me anymore?"
"Beth, I know things are tough now, but believe me, I love you and I fell in love with you the first time I saw you." Quinn was holding back tears, unlike Beth who was crying on the phone and Quinn could hear her.
"Then why did you leave me?" Beth cried and Santana ran her hand in the blond hair trying to calm her down.
"Listen, baby girl, things are complicated and difficult to understand, but it was not your fault. Do you hear me, Beth? It is not your fault and never was." Beth was silent after hearing what her mother had just said, but was still crying. "What do you think about spending the day with me, maybe we could have a sleepover huh? I miss you. I'm sure Santana wouldn't mind bringing you here." Quinn knew it was risky if Santana did not accept that, but she was more concerned with Beth than with the Latina.
"Yes, mommy, I want to." Beth was excited and turned to Santana. "Mamí, can you take me to see mommy?" The little one asked with a voice so lovely and so happy that Santana couldn't say no even if she wanted to.
"Of course, bee. I'll take you there." Santana smiled giving a kiss on Beth's head.
"Mommy, she will take me there." Beth smiled wiping her tears.
"Great, princess, we will have a lot of fun, okay?."
"Okay. I love you, mommy."
"I love you, little one. See you in a bit." Quinn replied and Beth handed the phone to Santana as she turned it off.
"I'll go change." Before Beth could get out of bed, Santana grabbed her arm.
"Wait." The Latina put her hand on Beth's forehead, smiling to see that her baby now seemed more happy. Beth had just taken the right medicine: hearing Quinn's voice. The Latina smiled dropping her daughter's arm and Beth ran to get ready.
Santana got out of bed, putting her phone into her purse and going to put on shoes, black boots. She wouldn't change clothes, it was not necessary, she was just taking Beth to the Fabrays. The idea of leaving Beth alone in that house made Santana feel sick. She took a jacket and left the room behind Beth.
Rachel and Puck were embraced on the couch and when Santana appeared, the two quickly walked away. The Latina stopped before entering her daughter's room looking at them.
"Really? Who are you? Two teenagers in love and I'm the mother who caught them in the act?
"Shut up, Lopez." Puck laughed along with Santana and the latina entered Beth's room. The little one was wearing her blue leggings with her white t-shirt covered with black dots.
"Mamí, help me put on my shoes?" Beth sat on the bed waiting for Santana to approach.
"Of course, bee" The Latina took one of her daughter's converse shoes, helping her.
Beth stood up fetching her tiara and wearing it in her blonde hair. The little one went back to her wardrobe, opening her drawer and pulling out her Tinker Bell pajamas.
"Pajamas?" Santana looked at Beth blankly. She wanted to sleep there? She wanted to sleep with Quinn? In the Fabray's house?
"Yes. Mommy said I could sleep with her, because she would to take care of me." Beth smiled holding Santana's hand with her pajamas in the other hand. "It's okay, mamí, she said she loves me." Beth was so happy and she even forget about her high fever. "Can we go now?"
"Sure, but first let's put all this in your purse, okay? You need your toothbrush, silly." Even not happy letting Beth sleep with Quinn, Santana only cared about her baby's health and making her happy. Her heart squeezed and Santana couldn't think of anything but how much she wished Quinn was there and didn't need to divide the days with their daughter.
Xxxx
She took Beth to the Fabray's house and could see that her daughter was happy. The fever had come down a bit, but not completely. Beth was still soft and even the tone of her voice was soft.
Santana parked in front of Quinn's house and Beth had already pulled the belt from her carseat. She was so anxious that her pajamas - now in her purse - was on her lap all the way.
Beth ran to the door when Santana let her out of the car. The Latina walked behind her daughter and rang the bell. In less than a minute Quinn opened the door and Beth jumped on her lap.
"Mommy!" The little one shouted exictedly, making her mothers smile.
"Hi, my little princess." Quinn hugged Beth tightly. "Are you okay?" The blonde put her hand on her daughter's forehead and could feel the fever was still on Beth's little body.
"She is getting better. All she needed was you."
Quinn's eyes scanned Santana's body and she couldn't help herself. Santana was beautiful and she could see this.
"Well, I hope she gets better then by staying here." Quinn had Beth in her arms still holding her purse.
"She will. She said she will sleep here and I hope you are aware of it."
"Yeah, I suggested that actually. it'll be great to have her tonight." Quinn smiled giving a kiss on Beth's cheek.
"Good. I'll let you guys have fun. Her baby tylenol is in her purse, if she needs it." Santana tried to be cold, but it was hard and she just sounded tired. "Bee, don't get in trouble, okay my troublemaker?" Beth turned to hug Santana who picked her up.
"I'll be on my best behavior, mamí" Santana kissed her daughter's forehead. "Eskimo kiss." Beth smiled and passed her nose on Santana's rubbing against each other.
"Ask mommy to call me if you need me, okay?" Santana gave a sweet kiss on the tip of Beth's nose and passed her to Quinn.
"Well, you can call me anytime if you need." Santana couldn't keep eye contact with Quinn and the blonde could see how hurt she was. Fabray wished she could do something, but she didn't know how to act or what to do to help. She didn't even remember who Santana was.
"Santana." Quinn whispered, making the Latina stare at her, breathing deeply. "Thank you... For bringing her here."
"It was nothing. She needs you, so...- " Santana smiled and her eyes met hazel ones. She wanted to kiss her ex-wife so badly. Santana missed Quinn. She missed her hugs, their affectionate exchanges. Missed her kisses... Before she could do something she would regret, she broken the eye contact. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay? Bye Quinn. Bye, monkey face."
"Bye, Mamí." Beth nodded and Quinn just smiled, while Santana walked away.
Once she got into her car, Santana felt her eyes fill with tears and she crying so hard she couldn't even control herself. She started the engine and could see her two girls in the rearview mirror. This shouldn't be happening. Leaving her daughter to spend the night with her ex-wife. Her chest tightened and all that Santana needed now was rest and time to process everything that was going on in her life. Things couldn't stay like this, she couldn't lose her wife. Santana had to do something, but that night she just wanted to close her eyes and forget for a few hours the nightmare she was living.
Xxxx
Final Note: If you want, you can follow me on twitter: deepinmyyheart. :)
Review? Thank you so much.
