Chapter 45

2 years Mommy!

October – Sophomore Year – Age 20 – Fall

Finn got back to their little home around 5:30 Friday. He had therapy every Friday after his advanced Spanish class. But this particular Friday, he drove out to the grocery store and picked up a small bouquet of flowers. He sent off a text reminder to Amanda to meet at the house by 7:30. He was surprising Santana with a night out of dinner and dancing. It was their official two year anniversary and Finn couldn't be happier. He was surprised when Santana still would come to therapy with him and still went by herself. Things were going swimmingly.

"Honey, I'm home!" he announced as he walked in through the front door. Charlotte was lying on the floor, watching TV and Santana was lying next to her, a text book on the floor in front of her. Finn drank in the sight of his luscious girlfriend. She was only waring a BGSU –shirt and comfortable yoga pants.

"Hey, bad traffic?" she joked at his delayed arrival. She got up from her study nest and walked over to him.

"I made a pit stop," he admitted, pulling the flowers from behind his back "Happy Anniversary!"

"Oh Finn, they're gorgeous!" she gushed before getting up on her toes to hug him. He hugged her tightly to him and leaned down to kiss her. "Mmm."

"Amanda is babysitting tonight," Finn said as he broke the kiss and rest his forehead against hers.

"Yeah?" Santana asked. "And why would she need to babysit?"

"Because I'm taking you out to dinner and dancing," Finn said proudly.

"Fancy."

"Well, it is officially our two year anniversary," he reminded her. "So you need to go get ready. We have 8 PM reservations."

"Alright, I'll get myself all pretty for you," she said cheekily.

"You're always pretty," he called after her as she walked back to their bedroom. Finn chuckled as she strutted out of view. "Hey Char."

"Daddy!" she squealed, leaving her TV show and running to hug Finn's leg.

"How are you sweetie?"

"I good Daddy," she replied. "Petty Fwowers."

"They are, aren't they? Why don't you help me get a vase and put some water in it," Finn offered. She nodded enthusiastically. They got a vase from under the sink, and put it in the basin. Finn picked her up and put her on the counter. "You need to make sure the faucet is over the vase." Charlotte moved the faucet into the correct position. "Now we need to fill it up to right about here." Finn held his fingers about a third of the way from the bottom. She carefully turned on the cold water and filled up the vase to Finn's fingers. "Now we have to cut the plastic off the flowers, oh hey, they gave us plant food and some directions. 'Cut steps one inch before putting them in water'."

Finn got some scissors and they cut off one inch of all the stems. They poured in the plant food and Finn let Charlotte arrange the flowers. "Great job sweetie. Thanks for helping me."

"No Pwobwem Daddy," Charlotte smiled. It made him so happy that Charlotte was such an awesome kid.

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They had a blast on their date. They went to the same Greek place for their dinner. Their favorite hostess was there and all smiles when she saw them. They got to dance a bit when the music got turned up. Finn found out that they only turned up the music when they were there. Since they were underage, they couldn't go to the regular clubs, but they did try out one of the local underage clubs.

Santana tried to enjoy the dancing but somehow she felt too old. Maybe because they had Charlotte, but it was certainly amusing to see all the fake girls and all their 'horrible' drama. They managed a good laugh when they saw a girl crying because her boyfriend had dumped her for not seeing her without make up and didn't like what he saw. They almost fell over for laughing so hard.

Finn and Santana made it home around one in the morning. Amanda was asleep on the couch. Santana went into check on Charlotte and Finn stood in the door way. She leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Sleep tight, baby girl."

"Night Mommy," Charlotte murmured back as she snuggled down further in her blankets. Finn could see Santana visibly freeze. She turned and hurried past Finn and into their bedroom. He allowed her a few minutes as he kissed Charlotte as well before following her. When Finn got in their room, she was already in the closed bathroom, water running. Slightly confused, he walked over and knocked on the door.

"Sweetie, you okay?" He got no answer. "I'm coming in."

"Finn opened the door and saw a figure huddled in the bottom of the shower, hot water pounding down on her. "San?"

"She called me Mommy," she murmured.

"I heard her, but she was half-asleep," Finn tried to reason.

"She doesn't have a mother, so she dreams about them," she cried. Finn turned the water off and pulled back the curtain.

"She doesn't know her birth mother because Quinn wanted nothing to do with her," Finn said softly. "But she hasn't grown up without a mother." Santana looked up at him. "You have helped me raise her. It's no surprise she sees you as her mom."

"You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" Finn asked, confused.

"Because she's your daughter, and she's calling me mom."

"Are you okay with her calling you Mom?"

"I don't know," Santana replied. "Part of me loves it because of how much I love that little girl, but the other part thinks she will be confused when she asks why mommy is Puerto Rican and she's not."

"I'm sure one day she'll have questions," Finn said, getting down to sit on the floor with her. "And I'm sure it will be ha hard conversation, but you're the only one she knows. I'm sure when she's older, she will be able to understand it much better."

"I'm just so torn," Santana lamented.

"Why don't we think of it as her calling you Mami?" he suggested. Her head perked up and a small smile graced her face. "And I think you should come with me this week to counseling."

"I think I might," she agreed. "It's really thrown me for a loop."

"Personally I think I need to get you warmed up and dry, and into bed with me."

Santana dried her tears and nodded. "I love you Finn,"

"I love you too, Sweetie," Finn smiled. He laid a sweet kiss on her lips. He stood up and got a dry towel and got Santana up and dried off. By the time she was dry, Santana felt like Finn was entirely overdressed.