Chapter 24: One Day at a Time.

When they returned to school the following Monday after Sectionals they realized that nothing had changed. They shouldn't have expected anything different, it was the same last year when they had won Sectionals. No one had cared, they were still the losers and underdogs of the school. They were beginning to think that that was always going to be the case. No matter how many of these things they won, no one would think that they were good because they thought the whole singing and dancing thing was stupid. If they won it just showed that they were even bigger geeks than before and if they lost, well then that just meant that they were even worse than the other 'geeks'.

I guess not being greeted at school with a slushy could mean good things. But they thought they weren't getting the slushies as often because they were afraid of Puck, Santana, and Quinn. Quinn may not have been head cheerleader anymore, but she sure did still pack a punch, or a slap in the girl's case.

For Rachel's birthday Santana had made her a vegan dinner with help from her mother and they stayed at Santana's house while her mother had taken to the movies to give them some privacy. Then on Christmas, Santana and her mother had gone to the Berry's house to spend the holiday with the family. They had all pitched in to help make the dinner having a few good laughs and sharing stories.

They had also won at Regionals of course. They went against the Warblers and a team called "Frasier's." Rachel had done a solo of 'I Finally Found Someone' by Barbra Streisand. Blaine and Tina had done a duet of 'Love Letter' by Elton John and Bonnie Raitt. And for their group number they did 'Step by Step,' by New Kids on the Block. The theme had been 'Decades' so that's why they had picked what they had picked.

It has been 2 months since their win at Regionals and 6 since their win at Sectionals. Santana's mother was now 7 months pregnant and Rachel went over to the Lopez house a lot since both mother and daughter needed help. Santana now slept on the pull-out couch since it was too hard for Maria to get Santana up the stairs.

Santana still wasn't making much progress at her physical therapy and it was really starting to get Santana down. Whenever Santana would get home from her physical therapy with her mom, Rachel would either come over or call her to try to cheer her up, sometimes it would help, other times it wouldn't. It just depended on her mood.

Recently Rachel hadn't been able to make it to Santana's sessions and that was making Santana even more bummed than usual. It had been about a month since Rachel last went due to her busy schedule during the day. When she does go to the Lopez house it usually either brief, two hours at the most, or she's doing her school work while she is there.

It was Wednesday and when Rachel walked up the hall to Santana, Rachel could tell the Latina knew what she was going to tell her.

Santana sighed and closed her lockers, putting her books on her lap, "Can't take me to my therapy today?"

"I'm sorry baby, you know that I would want to but I just-" Rachel started but Santana cut her off.

"No, I get it, you're busy. It's OK," Santana shrugged and wheel down the hall towards her class.

"No, it's not okay and you don't have to pretend that it is," Rachel followed and stopped her, turning her so Rachel could look at her. "I want to go but I am just busy because I took on a little too much this year and finals will be coming up in three months and I know that it seems far away, but I like to start studying early. Not only that but it seems like because the school year is ending all my teachers have decided to start piling on work and I am barely keeping up with that and Glee and all the other clubs I am a part of."

Santana stopped Rachel before she continued, "It's okay Honey, I get it. I don't want you to get behind on all your schoolwork. But babe, I don't want you spreading yourself too thin, only do what you can."

"I promise I won't. Thank you," Rachel leaned down and pecked her lips.

Santana smiled and turned, "Alright, we are going to be late if we don't go now."

Rachel smiled and pushed her down the hall to their one shared class. They went into the room and sat down. While they are glad that they have one class together, they aren't happy about the other person they share it with. And that person reared his ugly head as soon as they came in.

Jacob Ben-Israel walked up to them with his stupid camera and his stupid invasive questions. He got in their face since the teacher was late and brought his camera even closer to them, "Rachel how have you managed to not only turn Santana gay but keep her from straying this long?"

Santana answered for Rachel with as much venom as she could muster towards the boy, "I am right here Jewfro and she didn't turn me gay, I have always been gay I just didn't want to admit it. Also, she 'kept me from straying' this long because I love her, and she loves me."

Rachel smiled slightly at her answer, but it quickly went away when he continued talking, "Rachel, you are a destined Broadway star why are you settling for a Lima Loser."

Rachel could tell that Santana was about to physically harm him, so she shot up and put her hands on her hips, "The only Lima Loser here is you Jacob. Santana is brilliant and driven, she will make it out of here and do something great, no matter what it is. And I will support her in whatever path she chooses for her future for as long as she lets me, not that it is any of your business. But to make sure I clearly get my message through to you, please come to the choir room after school. I will have a special performance for you."

"Hubba hubba," Jacob waggled his eyebrows before going to his seat, causing Rachel to roll her eyes in disgust and sit in her seat.

Santana looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "What do you mean you have a special performance for him during Glee?"

Rachel smiled, "You will see, but I will need to confer with Quinn and Brittany today during lunch, so I can't sit with you, but I will make it up to you tonight after your therapy. I promise I will have all my work done by the time you are done so we can spend time together."

Santana didn't get to say anything else because the teacher walked in and started class. Santana kept thinking of possible reasons why Rachel would sing to Jewfro and what song she would sing. Santana knew that it couldn't possibly be a love song, but she still wondered.

At lunch Santana sat with the other Glee members but she didn't really talk to anyone else other than Brittany, Quinn, and Rachel. They others were all accepting and forgave her, but they still didn't really talk to her because she tended to fall back into her bitch tendencies sometimes and Rachel was the only one who would be able to remind her to be nice. So, whenever people noticed that the Latina was without her other half, they tended to stray away from her.

Santana sighed quietly and took her tray, going to throw away her uneaten lunch. Kurt stopped her, "Hey Santana."

Santana stopped and turned around, "Yeah Kurt?"

"Are you OK?" Kurt asked the wheel-chair bound girl.

Santana shrugged and looked down, "I guess I just get bored without Rach around."

This stopped conversations as the Glee people looked at her. Blaine spoke up next, "What do you mean? I mean we are all right here. You could talk to us."

"I know, I just…" Santana trailed off, not wanting to elaborate any further.

"You just what?" Mercedes asked.

Santana bit her lip and looked down as she spoke slow and quietly, "I just…" She sighed, "I feel like none of you really want to talk to me. I mean yeah, you all forgive me and that's great, but I don't feel like you are comfortable around me. I mean it's totally okay, I know I acted like a total bitch to you all, so I don't blame you at all."

All the members looked around at each other as Santana sighed, mumbling a, 'just forget I said anything,' and wheeled away. She didn't want to tell them that and she really hated that Rachel, Quinn, and Brittany left her alone. She went out to the back quad of the school that led to the football field and sat under a tree.

She sat out there alone for the duration of lunch, thinking about a song that she wanted to sing to Rachel but wasn't sure if she would ever be able to sing it. Sure, she wants to but right now it seems like a distant hope because it was a song you had to dance to.

Lunch only lasted another 15 minutes and when it was over, Santana went back inside to her classes. The last period of the day, Santana shared with Brittany. When the bubbly blonde walked into the room, she sat next to her best friend with a big smile on her face, "Hi Sanny."

Santana smiled at the Cheerio, "Hey Britts. How was the lunch time rehearsal with Rach and Q?"

"It was good. I think that you are going to really like it," Brittany smiled.

"I like anything that you guys do," Santana said as the teacher walked in and they started class.

After the class was over Santana and Brittany went to the choir room to start Glee rehearsal. When they got there, most of the Glee members were already there. The only people not in the room were Blaine, Kurt, Mr. Shue, and Jacob.

Santana went over and sat next to Rachel who was talking to Mercedes. Santana didn't say anything as she rolled up into the empty space next to her girlfriend, just took her hand. Rachel turned and smiled at her before finishing her conversation with Mercedes. When they were done talking Rachel turned to Santana and kissed her cheek, "Hi baby."

"Hi," Santana smiled and pecked her lips.

Rachel lowered her voice as she looked at Santana, "Kurt and Mercedes told me about what happened at lunch. Do you want to talk about it?"

Santana sighed and looked away, "No Rach. It's not a big deal. I don't really care. You know me, I don't really need friends."

"San, everyone needs friends. And they aren't your friends, we are a family," Rachel told her.

"Maybe you guys are a family but we both know that I am not, and I will never be, included in that. I pushed everyone away and this is just the price of that," Santana shrugged.

Before Rachel could say anything else to Santana, Mr. Shue walked in with Kurt, Blaine, and Jacob in tow. He clapped his hands together to get their attention before he started to speak, "So Jacob tells me that you have a performance for him Rachel. Please take the floor."

Rachel smiled as her, Brittany, and Quinn stood, going to the front of the room. The three boys took a seat in the risers while Mr. Shue went to sit on a stool.

"OK, so Jacob, I picked this song because I mean every word of it. I want you to listen, get my message and leave. If you can't handle that I will make it clearer for you. So please listen," Rachel said before she positioned herself on the piano.

She sat with her legs outstretched across it and propped up on her right arm. Quinn stood behind her by her head and Brittany was by her leg.

"And I was like, 'Why you so obsessed with me?'" Rachel said, causing everyone to 'ooh' as the music started, and they immediately recognized the song.

All three girls sang together, "So, oh, oh oh oh. So, oh, oh oh oh."

They continued with those while Artie sang from his seat, "Will the real M-C please step up to the mic? M-C you need an M-C, place to be. M-C the M-C."

"All up in the blog, saying we met in the bar," Rachel sang, running a hand through her hair before she slid off the piano, walking forward as the two blonds followed her. "When I don't even know who you are. Saying we met up at your house, saying I'm up in your car, but you're in LA and I'm up at Jermaine's." She stopped in front of Jacob, who was looking at her with a mesmerizing look on his face. She rolled her eyes before she continued, "I'm up in the A, you're so so lame. And no one here even knows your name. It must be the we- it must be the E. Heard you get it poppin', heard you get it poppin'."

The two blondes joined her as all three of them danced together, running their hands up their thighs or dipping slightly. "Ah oh. Why you so obsessed with me? Boy I want to know, lyin' that you're sexing me when everybody knows, it's clear that you're upset with me. Ohh, finally found a girl that you couldn't impress. Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this. You're delusional, you're delusional. Boy you're losing your mind. It's confusing yo, you're confused you know. Why you wasting your time? Got you all fired up, with your Napoleon complex. Seein' right through you like you're bathin' in Windex. Ooh oh oh. Boy why you so obsessed with me?"

Quinn and Brittany sang the, 'So, oh, oh oh's while Rachel sang over them, "And all the ladies sing. All the girls sing. Obsessed. Obsessed. Obsessed. Obsessed. Obsessed."

They kept dancing as they sang, "You on your job, you hatin' hard. Ain't goin' feed you, I'm a let you starve. Graspin' for air, and I'm ventilation. You out of breath, hope you ain't waitin'. Tellin' the world how much you miss me, but we never were, so why you trippin'? You a mom and pop, I'm a corporation
I'm the, press conference, you're a conversation. Ah oh. Why you so obsessed with me? And boy I want to know, lyin' that you're sexing me when everybody knows, it's clear that you're upset with me. Oh, finally found a girl that you couldn't impress. Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this."

Rachel sang while the girls backed her up, "You're delusional, you're delusional. Boy you're losing your mind (mind). It's confusing yo, you're confused you know. Why you wasting your time? (Mind)
Got you all fired up, with your Napoleon complex. Seein' right through you like you're bathin' in Windex. Ooh, oh oh. Boy, why you so obsessed with me?"

Again the two blondes sang, 'So, oh, oh oh' while Rachel sang over them, "And all the ladies sing. All the girls sing. Obsessed. Obsessed. Obsessed. Obsessed. Obsessed."

Quinn and Brittany sang while Rachel came in sometimes over them, "Ah oh. Why you so obsessed with me? (He's all up in George Foreman.) And boy I want to know, lyin' that you're sexing me (lying that you're sexing me). When everybody knows, it's clear that you're upset with me (ay). Oh, finally found a girl that you couldn't impress (oh). Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this. (Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this). You're delusional, you're delusional, (He's all up in my George Foreman). Boy you're losing your mind (mind). It's confusing yo, you're confused you know. Why you wasting your time? (Mind). Got you all fired up, with your Napoleon complex. Seein' right through you like you're bathin' in Windex."

All three finished together, "Why you so obsessed with me?"

Everyone started clapping and Santana rolled up to her girlfriend, "That was amazing babe. Hopefully that was only for Jewfro because I know I'm obsessed with you, but hopefully you see that as a good thing."

Rachel laughed and kissed her girlfriend as everyone else laughed too, "Yes babe, you being obsessed with me is okay."

Santana grinned up at her before they turned to Jacob and Santana placed on her best bitch face, "Now get out of our choir room Jewfro."

Jacob sat there unmoving as he stared at Rachel. Rachel got in his face, "Listen here Jacob and listen close. I don't like you. I never have, and I never will. I am in love with Santana, Santana Lopez, not you. I love her and she loves me and we are completely content being that way. Now I will ask you one more time to get out of the choir room or the boys will forcibly remove you from the room."

Jacob looked at her for a second before he scampered out of the room. Everyone laughed before they high-fived the three girls who sang the song. Brittany sat on Artie's lap, "Are you obsessed with me?"

"Always," Artie smiled and kissed her.

Santana smiled at her best friend before she pulled Rachel to her and kissed her, "I am proud of you baby."

"Why?" Rachel looked at Santana.

"Because you finally told Jewfro off," Santana smiled, making Rachel blush and kiss her cheek before going to her seat.

Mercedes looked at them and grinned, "Good job with the Mariah, I would have used her too."

Rachel smiled, "Well Mariah had the perfect song for me to use against him."

Mr. Shue stood at the front and smiled, "Good job ladies. I think Rachel has just given us our assignment for the week. We are going to pay tribute to Mariah Carey."

All the guys except for Kurt groaned, "Why do we have to do her?"

"Why do you guys always complain whenever we do something for girls?" Santana asked, looking back.

"What are you talking about? We don't always complain," Puck said.

"When we did Madonna, you complained. When we did Lady Gaga, you guys refused and did Kiss instead. But when you guys want to do males, you hear no complaints from us, we take it in stride. Like when we did Michael or when we had to switch and perform a song by the opposite gender. Why can't you guys for once just agree to something the girls want to do?" Santana didn't say it rudely, in fact it kind of sounded like it was pleading.

Puck didn't seem to notice though because he just glared, "Because we aren't all like Kurt, Satan."

Santana looked at him for a second before she wheeled out of the room. Puck paused for a second before he looked at everyone else, "What did I say?"

Rachel stood and glared at him, "She was already feeling out of place in here Noah. You calling her 'Satan' didn't exactly help."

Quinn looked at her, confused since she wasn't there at lunch, "What are you talking about Rachel?"

Finn looked at Quinn, "Well at lunch Santana was looking kind of out of it. We all thought it was because Rachel wasn't there. When Kurt asked her what was wrong she said that she felt as if she didn't feel like she belonged. She thought that none of us really wanted to be friends with her and the only reason we talked to her was because of Rachel."

Mr. Schuester spoke up, "Did she really say that?" Kurt nodded at the teacher who shook his head, "Why would she think that?"

"Because no one was talking to her at lunch, she sat there but no one said anything to her until she was about to leave," Sugar spoke up.

Mr. Shue shook his head, "I am disappointed in you guys. Santana has been going through a lot and you guys out casting her made her feel like she is excluded from Glee. I want you guys to make it up to her and quick. We are a family and we include everyone."

"Mr. Shue, may I please go after her? She can't drive and I don't want her trying to wheel herself all the way home," Rachel looked at her teacher, who nodded and she ran off.

She saw Santana out in the parking lot, wheeling towards the sidewalk, "San! Please wait."

Santana didn't stop but it didn't take much for Santana to catch up to her, pulling on her brake to stop her. The Latina groaned in frustration as she looked at her girlfriend, "What Rachel?"

Rachel sighed as she stood if front of her, "I just wanted to check on you. You were upset and you just rolled out without saying anything. I wanted to make sure you were OK. I worry about you."

"Well I don't need you to worry about me, I am fine," Santana shrugged her off. "I have to get to my physical therapy."

"Well you can't just wheel your way there," Rachel told her, crossed her arms. "It would be unethical, dangerous and probably a million other things."

"No, my mom is right there," Santana interrupted the chastisement. "I'll see you tomorrow, just go back in there with your family."

"They are your family too," Rachel tried to argue.

Santana shook her head, "No Rachel, they aren't. And I already said it was okay, it doesn't bother me anymore."

"San-"

"Rach, could you just please help me into the car? I'm going to be late," Santana interrupted.

Rachel sighed but nodded, lifting Santana out of her chair and into the car. She then folded up the chair and put it in the back. She walked up to Santana's open window and looked at the girl who was staring straight ahead, "I hope you have a good session. Are we still good for after?"

Santana shook her head, not looking at her, "I want to be alone tonight."

Rachel frowned but quickly covered it will a small smile, "Okay." She reached in and gently grabbed her hand, "If you change your mind or just want to talk, you know you can call me." When she didn't answer, Rachel squeezed her hand, "I love you Sweetie."

"I love you too," Santana mumbled quietly.

Rachel looked down. Every time Rachel called her 'Sweetie', Santana would call her 'Honey' and vise-versa. "I'll see you in Glee tomorrow?"

Santana frowned, "Don't count on it."

Rachel sighed, "Hi Mom. I hope the baby is doing well?"

"Hi Rachel, yes the baby is okay," Maria smiled lightly, noticing the tension between her daughter and her girlfriend.

Rachel had taken to calling her 'Mom' since she had spent so much time with her and became like a daughter to her. Rachel leaned in to give Santana a kiss but when Santana didn't turn her way, she sighed and kissed her temple instead.

She stepped back away from the car and whispered, "I'll see you later." Santana just nodded and rolled up the window as Maria drove off.

Rachel closed her eyes as a tear fell, more following soon after. She watched the retreating car until it disappeared around a corner. She then turned and stormed into the choir room where people were having hushed conversions. They all fell silent as they took in Rachel, tears on her face and clenched fists.

"Rach-" Quinn started but Rachel cut in.

"Do you have any idea what you have done Noah? Any of you?" Rachel looked around at everyone, angry. "She will barely talk to me, she doesn't want me to come over tonight, and she said she isn't coming back to Glee tomorrow. She was already so upset about her legs, she's been in that wheelchair for 6 months and she still has had no improvement. I know that you are in a chair too Artie, but it's different for her. She lost her father and Cheerleading and dancing was her life. She may never walk again and I haven't been able to go to her therapy sessions because I am here in Glee or I am helping one of you with something, or I am doing school work, or another club. She wouldn't even look at me or give me a kiss goodbye."

She was crying at the end and Quinn stood up to hug her. Rachel buried her face in Quinn's neck. Mr. Shue addressed the group, "I have never been more disappointed in all of you. Not only have you hurt Santana, but you have also hurt Rachel."

"We are really sorry, we never meant for any of this to happen," Finn spoke up.

Rachel just shook her head and pulled away from Quinn, wiping her eyes, "I think I am going to go home. I have a lot of work."

She spoke so silently that they barely heard her before she walked out of the room. She went out to her car before driving home and going to hide out in her room.

"Would you like to tell me what that was about Santana?" Maria looked to her daughter as she drove her to her physical therapy session.

"It's nothing," Santana muttered.

"Santana Marie, don't you lie to me. Blowing off your girlfriend and telling her you aren't going to Glee club tomorrow isn't nothing," Maria said sternly.

Santana looked down and sighed, "I wasn't blowing her off."

Maria raised her eyebrow, "Mija? You wouldn't look at her or give her a kiss. You also told her not to come over tonight."

Santana thought about it for a moment, then put her head in her hands, groaning, "I am the worst girlfriend ever."

"San, don't say that, it was a slip up. Just call her after your therapy and talk to her," Maria said. "If I know Rachel Berry, then I know that she just wants you to talk to her."

Santana nodded as they pulled up to the hospital. Maria helped her out and led her inside, "Now what caused you to be in a bad mood? And why aren't you going to Glee tomorrow?"

"It's a long story and I will tell you about it on the way home," Santana sighed.

Maria nodded and got her checked in. They went through her therapy, Santana still not having improved, which just dampened her mood even further. She was starting to lose hope and wanted to stop going to these sessions altogether. But, even though she felt like this, she did what her mother said and called Rachel.

Rachel answered in a sad, small voice, "Hello?"

Santana flinched at the tone as her mother her wheeled her out of the hospital, "Hey baby."

"Santana? Are you okay?" Rachel asked quickly.

"Woah, I'm fine babe. I just wanted to apologize and ask if you wanted to come over to my place," Santana said.

"San, you don't need to apologize," Rachel told her gently.

"Yes, I do and I want to do it in person, so please come over," Santana said, pleadingly. "I want… no I need to talk and you are the only person who knows how to help me feel better."

Rachel smiled on her end, "Of course Sweetie, I will be there soon."

"Okay, I love you Honey," Santana smiled.

"I love you too," Rachel hung up the phone.

Maria helped her into the car, putting the chair away. When she got in, she looked over at her daughter, "Well then, now can you tell me why you aren't going to Glee tomorrow?"

Santana sighed and looked down as she explained to her mother what happened at lunch and in the choir room.

When she was done, Maria looked at her, "San, I know that… I don't think that they hate you."

Santana shook her head, "No Mom, they do, but, it's my fault. I pushed everyone away for so long."

"Mija…" Maria started.

"Can we please not talk about it. Please Mami," Santana begged.

Maria sighed and relented. When they arrived at the house, Rachel was already there waiting. Rachel helped get Santana out of the car and into the house.

When both girls were seated on the couch, Maria smiled at them, "I am going to go upstairs so you two can talk. Just call me if you need anything."

"Thank you, you too Mom," Rachel smiled as she walked upstairs to her room. "So, what do you need to talk about Sanny?"

Santana looked at her and took her hands, "First, I wanted to say that I am so, so sorry. I was being rude and I pushed you away even though it wasn't your fault. I was angry and hurt and I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

"It's okay, I knew that it had nothing to do with me, I just don't like seeing you upset," Rachel squeezed her hands.

"That's what else I want to talk to you about. Why I am so upset," Santana looked down. "I… I…"

"Hey, it's okay San, you can talk to me. I will always be here to listen," Rachel brought one hand up to her face.

Santana took a deep breath and leaned into her touch, "I just feel like… they hate me and it's all my fault. I made sure they were always unhappy. I told people their secrets, I threw slushies, I called them names, I gave them offensive nicknames, which I just so happen to keep calling them, but it's always just a slip up. I… I am trying, but it's hard. I am trying to change my entire life, my personality, and they expect me to just do it overnight. They call me names and think it doesn't bother me, but it does. Every time they call me a slut or Satan, it hurts. When they all hang out or just talk to each other and I am left out, it makes me feel like shit because I know that I will never be a part of that."

Rachel took a crying Santana in her arms, "Oh Sweetie. I am so sorry."

Santana held onto Rachel as she cried, the latter whispering sweet nothing's in her ear and telling her it will all be alright. After a few minutes, Santana calmed down slightly and whispered, "Can we just lay here?"

"Of course, Sweetie," Rachel said before helped her get comfortable on the couch.

Rachel was laying on her back, Santana on top of her, her head on her chest and her body between Rachel's legs. Rachel ran her fingers through Santana's hair until she eventually fell asleep on top of her. Rachel just stayed like that, holding her.

Maria came downstairs to see the two, both fast asleep. She pulled the blanket off the back of the count and laid it over them. She kissed her daughter's head before heading into the kitchen to start making dinner.

When she was done about an hour later she came out to wake up the girls. Rachel was already awake, absent-mindedly running her finger tips up and down Santana's spine as she slept. Maria smiled at them, "Hey Rachel, dinner is ready."

Rachel nodded and kissed Santana's head, rubbing her back, "Sanny baby. It's time for dinner."

Santana groaned and snuggled deeper against her, "I just wanna cuddle."

"We can cuddle after we eat," Rachel smiled at her, brushing her hair back.

"I'm not hungry," Santana mumbled sleepily.

"Please baby, for me eat. You wouldn't want the food your mother made to go to waste," Rachel kissed her temple. Maria was watching all of this with an amused smile, shaking her head at her daughter's groan. "I promise to give you cuddles and kisses after we eat."

Santana pulled her head up slightly, eyes half closed, "As much as I want?"

"I promise, you will get them until you tell me to stop," Rachel smiled at her.

"Then you are never leaving," Santana mumbled.

Rachel laughed and pecked her lips, "I would be OK with that."

"Alright, I will help you into your chair," Maria walked over with a smile.

She helped Santana off of Rachel and into her chair. Rachel got up and pushed her into the kitchen before sitting next to her. Rachel kissed her cheek and grabbed her hand, "Are you feeling better?"

Santana nodded, giving her a small smiled, "Yes, thank you. I think I'm okay."

Rachel laced their fingers together, "You don't need to thank me. I always want you to be fine."

They started eating and after a little bit, Santana spoke up quietly, "I think I am going to go to Glee club tomorrow."

Rachel looked at her, "Are you sure? You don't have to. We would all understand if you took a couple of days to yourself."

Santana shook her head, "No I want to go back. I want to apologize to everyone."

Rachel nodded, "If that is what you want to do, then we will go to Glee club tomorrow."

Santana nodded back and gave her a small smile. Maria spoke up, "Mija, I know that you had a hard time at school today, so if it is okay with her fathers, Rachel may stay over tonight."

Santana smiled at her, "Thanks Mami."

Maria nodded and Rachel stood with a grin, "I will call daddy now."

They both laughed as she hurried out with a grin. Santana took a sip of her drink, "That girl is all sort of crazy."

Maria smiled as she could hear the fondness in Santana's voice, "You are so in love."

Santana blushed, "Well what's not to love about her?"

Maria laughed as Rachel bounced back in with a smile, "They said it was okay."

"Alright then, you two go get ready for bed while I clean this up," Maria stood.

"No, we will help you Mom," Rachel protested as she grabbed hers and Santana's plate. "You and San will clean off the table while I do the dishes."

"But babe, I wanted to go cuddle," Santana whined. "You said after dinner I would get cuddles and kisses."

Rachel rolled her eyes and the childness of her girlfriend, "After we are done, we will go to bed and you will get cuddles and kisses."

"Can I get one now?" Santana stuck her bottom lip out.

Rachel looked over at Maria with a look of 'is she serious right now?' before rolling her eyes and walked over, giving her a quick peck on the lips, "Now hurry up because the faster you finish this, the faster we can go cuddle."

Santana grinned and rolled over to get some stuff off the table to put away. Rachel shook her head, going to wash the dishes. They finished everything in about ten minutes and after they said goodnight to Maria, Santana and Rachel laid out on the pull-out bed. Rachel held her tightly as Santana laid next to her.

They shared a few lazy kisses together as they cuddled. They fell asleep like that, just holding each other and sharing kisses.

The next morning Santana didn't want to get out of bed, but after a heavy make-out session, Rachel got her up and out of bed.

They headed to school together and went to their first class. They separated after that and they decided to meet up at the auditorium together during lunch so Santana didn't have to sit with the Glee kids. She didn't really want to see them until her apology during Glee.

When it came time to head to Glee, Santana became nervous, wiping her hands on her pants as Rachel pushed her.

Rachel put a hand on her shoulder, "It will be okay baby."

Santana just nodded slightly as the rolled into the choir room, everyone stopping their conversations. They looked like they were about to speak but Rachel stopped them, "Santana has something she wants to say so could you please just listen."

They all nodded, even Mr. Shue, so Rachel gave her one last kiss on the head then went to sit in her seat. Santana fidgeted with her fingers and looked down at her lap as everyone waited for her to start speaking.

She looked up to see Rachel give a smile, so she took a deep breath and shocked everyone with her next words, "I'm sorry. I am sorry for all the name calling and all the times I have put you all down, even those of you who were my friends."

"You were never mean to me, even after I stayed with Artie," Brittany piped up.

Santana gave her a small smile, "That's right Britt Britt. I could never be mean to you. You are my best friend. But to everyone else, I am sorry. I have been trying to change, but sometimes it is just hard, and I slip up. I want to do better and be nicer, I really do. So I am asking you all to give me a chance and be patient with me." Santana looked down as tears came to her eyes, "I know I don't deserve forgiveness from any of you but I am asking for it… please. I promise I will do better if you guys can just work with me and be there to remind me when I veer off."

Rachel was the first one out of her seat, kneeling in front of her and taking her hands, "Hey baby, it's okay. You did great."

After that, everyone got up and surrounded her in a group hug. Kurt pulled away first, "Of course we forgive you Santana. We love you."

Everyone input their agreement and hugged her again as she smiled. Mr. Shue clapped his hands and smiled, "I am so glad you guys sorted this out."

They all laughed at their teacher and went about talking about what Mariah songs they were going to sing for this week.

A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long. I got jammed pack with school work and other stuff. I was going to update yesterday but I was punched in the face by my brother so that kind of killed my writing mood. I will not make any more promises other than to say that I will try my best to update as soon as possible. The end of my semester is this week so that should allow me to update more frequently. I will also try to update the other story this week. I also want to say that this story only has three more chapters left, but I will be making a second story to this one. I also want to let you know that if you want a chapter on the Christmas time I skipped, send me a message and I will send you a Christmas chapter. I had originally wrote that at the end of October and if I tried to change it, this update would have been out even later. Anyways, I am sorry this took so long and I will try to make it up to y'all. Chapter title is 'One Day at a Time' by Daniel O'Donnell.