Santana's graduation comes a lot quicker than anyone expected. It feels like just yesterday that Brittany and she got back together. She feels like she's dreaming. She's not positive this whole thing isn't a dream. She knows her daughter is the happiest she's ever been. She too has never been happier. Brittany and Santana are cuddled up in their bed. Santana loves the warmth of Brittany's body. This feels like home. Brittany was her home.

"You're graduating tomorrow. Are you excited?" Brittany asks as her hands caress Santana's back.

"Yes and no. Yes as I am closing one chapter in my life and starting a new one. No as in I've gotten so used to seeing you all day. College is going to be different. You won't be there every day."

"True but we also won't have to hide our relationship."

"Very true."

Brittany feels incredibly lucky they haven't found out yet. Sure Santana is 18 but she got pregnant at 15. She still feels guilty for that but Santana has reassured her time and time again that it was her fault for lying about her age. If anyone ever found out, she would be in serious trouble.

"Get out of your head babe. We've made it 'til graduation without an incident. I'm 18 and as an adult, I don't ever plan on pressing charges. Now sleep."

For being the younger one, Santana was more mature. She kisses the top of Brittany's head and closes her eyes.

—

The sun beaming through the blinds in her room made Brittany wake up. She's a bit cold but the quiet knocks on the door let her know that her daughter is also awake. She hears the shower running and has to get up. She throws on some bottoms and a t-shirt before opening the door and lifting her baby girl.

"Good morning, babygirl" She kisses Becca on the cheek causing her daughter to giggle.

"Good morning, mommy. Today is mama's grashuashton."

"Sure is babygirl. Let's go get you dressed up."

Brittany dresses her little girl up in a cute ballerina looking dress. It's white with cute white flowers on the top and a pink tutu on the dress. A small ribbon and bow between the top and bottom sections of the dress at her waist. She put on her ballerina shoes and tied her hair in a bun.

"I feel like a ballerina princess."

"You are a ballerina, princess," she tells her daughter.

Brittany feels two arms warm around her waist and a head rests on her right shoulder.

The height difference between her and Santana does not normally allow for this to happen but when Santana had heels on, she loved holding Brittany like this. She feels a light kiss under her earlobe before Santana hotel whispers into her ear for her to go shower and to get ready. They agreed to take separate cars since they couldn't carpool to the school together.

"I'm meeting my mother at school so she can get a good spot with Becca. I'll see you there babe!" Santana yells to Brittany in the shower.

"Okay, babe. I love you!"

"Love you too!"

—

William McKinley High school's auditorium was full. Maria Lopez sat next to Judy with little Rebecca between them. Rebecca was looking for her mother and all her friends. Santana turned and waved at her little girl who got excited when she noticed her mom spotted her.

Becca tugged at her grandmother's arm trying to get her attention.

"Yes, Becca?"

"Mi mama," she said pointing her out "Doesn't she look pwetty?"

"The prettiest." The elder Lopez "Alright Becca. It's finally starting."

The graduation started with the Glee Club singing the national anthem. Their performance was followed promptly by a speech given by their school principal.

"Now, I present you our student body president and our valedictorian, Santana Lopez!"

Rebecca clapped for her mom. Her grandma had her on her shoulders so she could get the best view. Mrs. Lopez was also cheering before she wiped her tears and sat down with the rest of the crowd.

"Thank you, Mr. Figgins." She breathed in to calm her nerves before looking down at the white index cards that contained her speech. "I can't believe I am here in front of you all as your valedictorian. It's been a crazy 4 years for me. Anyone who knows me knows that I had the roughest 4 years but I've grown and learned so much. Many of us had this picture of what high school was gonna be like. I know I did. When I turned 14, I couldn't wait to get here. I joined the Cheerios, worked my way to the top of the social pyramid, and still managed to keep all my grades up. When I was 15, I became pregnant and very quickly realized how unimportant some things were. Many people didn't give me enough credit. They didn't trust that I was wise enough to make the right decisions in life. I made decisions that determined the outcome of my future. We all did. I chose to keep my daughter and raise her. Rachel decided to show the world how great of a singer she was. Kurt came out of the closet. Mercedes overcame an eating disorder. Michael overcame his fear of hospitals and got cochlear implants to restore his hearing. Freddie got help for his addiction and is now 2 years sober. "

She pauses her speech as the crowd erupts in applause and cheers.

"We battled our demons. We faced our fears. We took chances. We made choices. There are so many changes we had to make. So many experiences that shaped us into the young adults we have become. I want my peers to know that I am proud of the person they are. So proud of the achievements they've made. We came into this school as teenagers and are now leaving as individuals who have found our place in the world. To the individuals who haven't quite beat our inner demons, embraced our deepest insecurities, or shared our deepest secrets, may you get there one day and set yourself free. After today, some of us will stay here to help our families with their business. Many of us will go off to college to pursue higher education. The brave few will join our armed forces, become firefighters or police officers to defend and protect us. A few might not even know just yet what they plan to do and that's okay."

Again, Santana pauses as she lets the crowd finish their cheering.

"In the weeks that follow, we will all go our separate ways. If we're lucky we might run into a familiar face wherever we shall go. This town is home. We may not come back but we will never forget this place. This school. Our friends. As I wrap this up, I want to leave you with a quote that has helped me get through the toughest of times. I hope you all remember it when the going gets rough. Don't stop. Pause. Breathe. Cry, scream, or be mad if you must. Don't quit. If it doesn't scare you, you aren't challenging yourself. Thank you"

The crowd gives her a standing ovation. Santana blows a kiss to her family in the stands and winks at her baby girl. Brittany wipes a tear. She's so proud of her girlfriend.

Mr. Figgins makes her way to the stage anew. He announces that it is time to call the names of the graduating class. One by one, the students were called, shook hands with their 12th-grade teachers, and turned to the camera to have a picture taken with their diplomas and their school principal before walking off stage.

When Santana shook Brittany's hands, Rebecca yelled, "Look mama Mari, it's both of my mommies!"

The elder Lopez and Fabray looked at each other confused unsure if they heard right.

"My mommy loves mama! They so pwetty!"

Becca was so proud of her mommies that she said things loud enough for other parents to hear.

At that moment, Maribel finally understood why her daughter had refused to let her know the identity of the other individual responsible for her beautiful granddaughter. There was no denying that her baby blues were the exact ones from the teacher on stage, but how was that possible?

—

Santana's heart drops. She and Brittany are sitting in Principal Figgins office with police outside of his office. They sent Rebecca home with her mother and Santana promised she'd explain everything to Judy and her mother but this, she didn't want Becca to see her mom in handcuffs if it came to that.

Some of the parents that overheard Becca mention she had two mommies and demanded that the school and district take the necessary actions to handle the matter. After the graduation had ended, two cops and principal Figgins approached Brittany.

Principal Figgins whispered in her ear and Brittany, with a look of defeat, nodded her head and followed the older and much shorter man with Santana walking alongside her. The three individuals were followed by the police officers.

They make their way to Mr. Figgin's office where two other people are already waiting for them. "Present with us, in this office is our superintendent Mr. Jones and the lawyer that accompanied him for the interest of this district regarding this matter."

Santana's heart drops. This is the moment she and Brittany have been fearing. She reaches down to hold Brittany's hand because she feels she might just crumble to pieces due to the fear.

"It has come to our attention that a teacher, Ms. Pierce, is involved with a student, Santana Lopez. Ms. Lopez is 18 years of age, which means your relationship is not currently illegal. However, we have no idea how long this relationship has been going on for. Parents at the ceremony are demanding that we investigate this matter. They are pushing that we do a DNA test."

They are interrupted by a knock on the door. It's her mother, Judy, and John Fabray, a lawyer.

"Santana, Ms. Pierce, don't say another word. I am here to represent you and your interest."

To her surprise, her father was also there. He didn't say a word but instead followed his wife, and Judy as they sat behind Two young women. John took a seat next to Brittany.

"As I was saying" the lawyer continues. "We are aware that Ms. Pierce had not worked with this school until 6 months ago. Still, we can not deny that some people heard a child call out about having two mothers. This can quickly turn into a scandal and we are not ready for that."

Brittany closed her eyes. She never would have expected their relationship to get out the way it did but her little girl was just so happy her two moms were together.

"If proven that Ms. Pierce is the biological parent of said child, the relationship can then be considered illegal. The statute of limitations for the statutory rape is still valid. This will tarnish Ms. Pierce's career and the reputation of this school district. Lastly, Ms. Pierce would lose her teaching credentials."

"That won't be necessary, Mr. Jones. The DNA test won't be necessary either. I am pretty sure that it is only required if this goes to court. Without a court order, you need permission from my daughter, the child's mother. Regardless, my wife and I will not be pressing statutory rape charges." A strong and deep voice calls out.

Santana's heart was nearly jumped out of her chest. She hadn't spoken or heard from her father. Here he declaring he was not going to press charges.

"Still, Mr. and Mrs. Lopez, this district has a policy regarding teacher-student relationships. Though of legal age, they go against our district's policy."

Mr. Fabray means over and whispers something into Brittany's ear. She nods several times at several things Mr. Fabray whispers to her.

"Ms. Pierce agrees to resign. She will leave this school and the district. She will not and shall not in the future seek re-employment with the district. Also, she agrees to have a public statement released to the public about her departure so long as her name is withheld."

Mr. Jone whispers something to his clients and they nod.

"Very well. My client accepts the offer."

The matter was resolved. The police, the superintendent, and the district's lawyer signed documentation after shaking hands with all parties involved.

Mr. Lopez is the first to stand. He looks at his daughter and then looks at Brittany.

"We need to talk in private. Meet me at the house. Maribel let's go."

He makes his way over to the Fabray and thanks them before and they make plans for dinner later that night to celebrate the graduation of their daughters.

—

Santana and Brittany pick up their daughter from the Fabray house where Quinn has been babysitting her during the meeting. They promise to catch up with her as soon as they can but need to meet back with the Lopezes first.

"Britt-Britt, Babe, Honey, listen," she says as she threads their fingers together, "trust me, the fact that he chose to not press charges is a big deal."

"Maybe he is planning on killing me himself."

"He became a doctor to help people. Plus, I am pretty sure that if he were going to kill you, he would have already done so."

Brittany is scared out of her mind but Santana reassured her that if her parents decided not to press charges then there's hope.

—

They're knocking outside the door. Brittany is kneeled talking to her daughter.

"Alright, Becca. We're about to meet your Abuelo."

Becca asks if she can ring the doorbell and Santana lets her. The door opens and they are greeted by Santana's parents. Becca jumps into her grandmother's arms who raises her. Becca showers her with kisses. Santana swears she sees a slight smile on her father's lips but very quickly a stern look reappears in his face.

"We will discuss this in the dining room." His voice is so deep that Becca hugs her grandmother tighter as she buries her face into her neck. His voice sounds scary which makes sense considering she's never heard a voice so deep and strong with authority.

They all make their way into the dining room. Maribel and Marcos sit across from Brittany and Santana. Becca is sitting on her grandma's lap as she draws on a sheet of paper with some crayons.

"Papa I-" Santana started but her father put his hand up to stop her from speaking.

"Your mother and I may have chosen to not press charges but that doesn't mean we're okay with this. I don't even know where to start."

"How?" Asked Maribel. "There's no denying Becca's is Brittany's but I just...I'm confused."

"Going straight to the point are we, mama." She jokes but the looks she receives wipes the smirk off her face. "Lo siento"

"I guess this is a question I should answer. When I was born, they thought I was a boy. My condition was unknown until I was 11. When I hit puberty, I discovered I was growing breasts. Though small at the time, it was a concern for my parents and me. We went to St. Augustine's hospital here in Lima, where I was born. After some tests, they discovered I am intersex."

"Marcos, did you ever come across this type of condition before," Maribel asked her husband.

"I do remember a case about 15 years ago where a colleague had questions for me regarding the development of breasts in boys but I never personally dealt with a case. Rarely, if ever, do the sexual organs develop. They simply are just irregular. Breast development in boys can happen in some cases with certain medications. It's not exactly my specialty. " He responds with the knowledge he possessed.

"I had always felt as if I were a girl and because I am intersex, the doctors said that I could choose to remove my ugh..appendage but I didn't want that. I had gotten so used to it and in the end, my parents just wanted me to be happy. I chose to identify as a girl. Though I was bullied relentlessly for suddenly becoming a girl, I was happy to finally be myself. I have never felt like a boy."

The younger couple gives time for that to sink in and Santana senses the opportunity to take her now sleeping daughter from her grandma and lays here onto the couch. Her absence was brief.

"She was 15! Did you know that?!" Marcos yelled but not loud enough to wake his granddaughter. "You took advantage of my daughter. My little girl had just turned 15!"

"Mama, papa she didn't know. Brittany didn't know. She wouldn't have" Santana said shaking. To this day, apart from herself, Brittany and Santana were the only ones who knew how this whole thing went down.

Her father turns to look at her. "I felt like a failure. Do you know that? My 15-year-old daughter, you, had gotten pregnant and I didn't even have a clue how it happened. What's worse is that it hurt that you would risk your own future to protect her? I knew your mother was paying the Fabray's all these years but where were you, Brittany? Where!?"

Everyone was crying.

"All of middle school, I remember being depressed and so alone. I just needed to connect with someone who was gay. This might come as a shocker to you but little Santana thought she was the only gay person in this stinking place. On my 15th birthday, I got myself a Fake ID. A few days after my birthday, I lied about staying at Quinn's, and went to a 21 and over club"

"Santana...I'm so disappointed in you," her mother said sternly.

"I know. I can't change my past."

"Why didn't you tell Brittany?"

"I had lied to her. I told her I was in college. Things happened. I'll spare you the details. In the morning I left. I never left my number because I wasn't sure how to tell her the truth. Besides, Brittany was only visiting on her break from college. Once I found out I was pregnant, I still couldn't tell her the truth. I couldn't ask her to drop everything to be with some girl she didn't know the truth about."

"You knew she was older?" Mario asked. His voice cracked.

"She had to be. It was a 21 and older club. I knew. Brittany did tell me when we were talking. She was truthful. I wasn't. I didn't plan for things to happen but they did. A couple weeks later I found out I was pregnant and well, you already know the rest. We wouldn't be here if she hadn't become Mrs. Margaret's sub but our lives crossed paths again and I couldn't be healthier. "

"Mr. Lopez, you have to know that I wouldn't have made a move on your daughter if I knew she was underaged. I swear to you that if she had told me, I would have taken all responsibility for my child. I would have been here since day one. To be honest, I wish I had known. I missed Becca's first couple of years. I'll never get that back. Santana tried to tell me, but I refused to talk about it. I wanted to leave it in the past and move on. I felt betrayed. I was angry. 3 months later, when she told me about Becca, I didn't have a choice but to forgive her and to put it behind us for the sake of my daughter."

She takes a moment to allow it to sink in.

"Mr. and Mrs. Lopez, I take full responsibility for my actions and hope that we can try to get along for Becca. I don't doubt that you two are great people. Mr. Lopez, I want you to have a relationship with your granddaughter. She's all sorts of amazing. Santana has done such an amazing job and I can't thank her enough. "

"I feel like such a fool. I was so blinded by my anger that I didn't allow myself to meet my first granddaughter. I too missed her first couple of years. Santanita, I'm so sorry my love." Mr. Lopez reaches for his daughter's hand and squeezes it. "I will try to accept this relationship."

Santana, feeling so many emotions gets up and hugs her father. "Thank you, papa"

Santana moves her chair closer to Brittany eliminating the space they created for the comfort of her parents. She knows they aren't done talking yet.

"I want her to go to college. My little girl is so smart and I know she's gonna be something big in this world."

"I will make sure she goes to college, Mr. Lopez. That's where I want to see her too. If it means I stay here in Lima with Becca while her mama is away at college, we'll do it. Santana raised our baby girl for almost 4 years almost all on her own. I can step up to the plate and take be the primary parent for the duration of her studies. No matter what, I will make sure she finishes. No distractions or anything to get in the way. I plan to make sure she is well taken care of. Both of them. I plan on also paying you and Ms. Lopez back for every dime you spent in my absence. Though appreciated, it would make me feel better about being gone for so long."

"We have a long way to go. I'll admit right now that I am not your biggest fan but my little girl is a grown woman, she's raised my granddaughter all by herself and still managed to graduate at the top of her class. She loves you and I need to respect that." He offers a hand to Brittany and gives her a firm handshake.

"You helped make my first granddaughter and for that, I too will give you a chance." Said Mrs. Lopez who, like her husband, shakes Brittany's hand.

Santana can't keep her emotions at bay. She rushes over hugs her father and mother. Brittany lets herself relax for the first time since she's gotten here. A sleepy Rebecca passes the hugging trio and goes straight into Brittany's arms. Brittany stands up with the little girl on her hip. She realizes her little girl hasn't hugged her grandpa yet. She figures she might as well work on building her relationship with Santana's father.

She walks up to the hugging trio. "Becca, meet your Papa Marco."

Marcos has little time to prepare for a hug. His granddaughter wraps her legs and her arms around him so tightly. Maribel and Santana can't help but tear up at the sight before them. Their hearts grew in size when Becca places a tender his on the elder man's nose.

"Hola papa marc. Mamá Mari told me you's a doctor and you fix people."

"Mamá Mari is right Becca. I fix people every day"

"You's a supa hewo!"

Santana hugs Brittany needing to feel her lover's embrace. Her father was back and things were looking great. Everything was going to be okay.

—

Later that night, the Fabray, Lopez, and Pierce families celebrated a reunion and a graduation.

"We're telling your family next," Santana whispers into Brittany's ear before kissing her cheek.

The blonde turned to look at her with a big smile and nods.

"Can't wait." She whispers. "Ash has been dying to see her again even though they just saw each other last week."

—

Tonight was pretty perfect. Santana's parents were amazing people. Though she only spent a few hours with him, she can tell that Santana is just like her father. There are some things she gets from her mother but she is far more like her father than her mother.

She must have got her dominating yet loving personality from him. She smiles when she hears the keys rattle at her front door.

The best thing about their secret being out is that Santana and Becca can spends the night at her house without worrying about anything.

"Honey, we're home." She hears Santana shout out happily.

She can't fight the smile that makes its way onto her face. She hears little feet running before she can see Becca approaching her quickly.

"Mommy!" Becca squeals out as Brittany lifts her into her arms and attacks her with kisses which only make her break out in a giggling fit.

"I missed you so much, Becca." She tells her when she gives her a moment to catch her breath.

"and I missed you, Mommy."

Brittany smiles at her daughter but then turns to look to Santana who is now leaning against the doorframe smiling at them.

Brittany motions for her to get closer and she does. She feels her little girl hide her head into her neck as her lips meet Santana's full ones in a tender kiss.

"Hey," she greets when they pull away.

"Hey," the Latina responds.

"It's been a long day. I have popcorn in the microwave and I rented some movies on my Apple TV. Go change into something more comfortable and I'll change Becca and then we can all cuddle and watch some Disney movies.

"Deal" Santana responds spanking her in the ass as she makes her way past her and up to their room.

Brittany makes her way to the living room and changes Becca.

"You're growing so big, baby girl. You're going to be 4 soon. You are going to be able to dress all by yourself."

"And brush my teeth. And bathe all by myself."

"Yup, all of those things," She concurred proudly. "You are so special to me. You know that, right?"

Becca giggles, "Si, mommy," She says as she pops her head out from under her pajama top.

"Well, you are. Don't ever forget it."

"Okay."

—

Santana watches from the distance and listens to their conversation.

This woman is everything to her and she is adorable with their daughter. Its because of her that her plans are forever changing.

New York is not where she wants to be. This, this right here is what she wants. This is her dream. She knows she has to go now but as soon as she gets there, she's going to be counting down the days until she can transfer to OSU.

She smiles before joining them.

"Alright lovelies, let's get this Disney movie night started!"

"Tangled first!" Becca announces loudly.

Santana smiles as Brittany seconds Becca's vote.

"Fine by me."

She keeps readapting in her head that she only needs to do one semester. Just one and she can come home. She can come home to this and she won't have one regret. Not one.

She bites her lip at the thoughts running in her head.

"What are you thinking about?"

"This is perfect."

Brittany smiles and leans in and places a warm kiss on her lips, "We're perfect."