A/N: So sorry the last two chapters have been so late. I'll have Friday up as soon as possible, tonight or tomorrow likely. So sorry. I hope you guys all had good Christmases, unless you celebrate than happy everything else.

Warnings: I don't own Glee or any of the characters or any of the songs I may use. This will include lesbian sex.

"Calm down," I laughed as we followed the boys into the community center.

"I'm not exactly a people person," she reminded.

"Trust me," I held her hand up to kiss the back, "I know. But you'll do fine; it's not like you can mess up."

"I know but last time we were just singing," She shrugged, "I can sing. I can't, like, help."

"You can help Santana," I assured, kissing her hand again as I hummed.

That seemed to have relaxed her as we slipped into the gymnasium of the community center. Families sat around small tables chattering blissfully.

The woman who'd led us here pointed the boys to the table of food being served. After that she led us to a circle of children with a man in a red and green hat. The man looked up to us and smiled as she finished the story of Frosty the Snowman, "Would one of you ladies be willing to read to the kids?"

"Uh," Santana fidgeted.

"She will," I urged her forward.

"Alright," the woman smiled and turned back to the man, "Do you know any songs on the piano? I'm getting tired of jingle bells."

"I do," I interrupted.

"Alright, come with me," she called.

"Rach," Santana called nervously, and it was too cute.

I couldn't help but kiss her cheek and promising, "You'll do fine Santana." I followed the woman to the small electric keyboard in the corner to begin playing.

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I was even a bit surprised by how well the children took to Santana. As I watched over the keyboard one little girl had claimed her lap and a boy had sidled up next to her as he sucked his thumb. I was immediately glad I'd made her wear her less than traditional Santa hat. More children even migrated to her little circle. My movements over the electric contraption were so ingrained into me I hadn't even realized how little attention I was paying when Mike squatted down next to me, a Styrofoam cup in hand.

"It's scary, right?" He wondered as he handed me the cup.

I smiled and thanked him before looking back to my girlfriend, "I wouldn't say scary, just…"

"Unexpected."

"She'd make a good mother," I mumbled as I watched one of the children hand her another book. One said something and she smiled kindly at them. She was one of the sweetest people I knew but even I'd never really seen that look on her face. It took a moment before I realized what I said and my cheeks burned as I stuttered out, "I- I mean-"

"I get it," he supplied, "I guess she would."

We watched as Noah took her a cup, I presumed of hot chocolate. He picked up a couple of the kids and we could hear his roar and their joyous squeals clear across the gymnasium.

"You two are always better together though," he shoved my shoulder playfully as he stood up, stretching.

I smiled at his back as he jogged over to the other two, playing with the kids as well for a few minutes before dragging Noah back to the food. I set down my coffee to start playing again.

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I didn't even realize we'd been there so long when the boys came and gathered us up to go. Noah and Mike were stretching as they caught my attention. I was still watching Santana while trying to think of more songs to play. I was in the middle of Let It Snow when Noah scooped me up into a tight hug. He alerted me to the time and I didn't believe him when I checked my own phone. I hadn't realized how tired I was until then and I leaned into his side and we made our way over to Santana.

"You're Santa's girlfriend right?" One of the children asked, interrupting the story.

"Shut up," another child nudged her.

"I told you she was short," one kid reminded.

"Does that make you Mrs. Santa?"

"Um, well,"

"Chill minis," Santana laughed as she closed the book and stood up. She kissed my cheek, "Yeah, this is my girl."

"You were right, she is really pretty," the little girl who'd formerly been sitting on her lap agreed.

I looked up to see her blushing past a smile.

"Well, sorry to say it's time for us to go," Noah almost sounded disappointed.

A chorus of, whats, nos, and aws rang out as the children scrambled to hug all of our legs.

"Sorry guys," Santana kneeled down to let them hug her, "I have to go make sure my girl's Christmas special now."

"You guys be good," Noah reminded as he patted some of their heads.

Mike was even being tackled by the kids for hugs.

I was watching over them curiously when a little girl hugging a teddy bear tugged my hand gently, "So you really are her girlfriend?"

"Uh huh," I smiled politely before I kneeled down.

She looked back to Santana, "She's really nice. Do you have kids?"

I blushed slightly but shook my head, "No."

"You should," the little girl smiled at me, "She'd be a good mommy."

"Thank you," I was a bit confused when Santana came to us, hugging the girl before doing the same to me.

As she held me close I couldn't help but smile as she whispered, "Thank you for making me come."

"You're thanking me for making you do charity?" I laughed slightly as I leaned back.

She smiled and shrugged slightly.

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"Quick question," I mumbled as I rested my head on her shoulder in the back of the car, "Have you been asked an inordinate amount of questions about children?"

She laughed slightly, "Ignoring the fact that I've been surrounded by them all night, I guess I have."

"Anything in particular?" I wondered.

"A couple kids asked if we had any, a woman asked if we'd thought about it, one guy said I could make pretty hot babies with him-"

"Noah!"

The boy started laughing loudly in the front seat.

"It actually wasn't him," Santana assured, laughing just as hardly, "this time."

I joined them for a moment before relaxing against her side again, "I was told you'd make a good mother as well."

She fell silent for a moment and I glanced up, worried that I'd said something to upset her. Instead, I was met with a thoughtful smile, "You'd probably be better."

"We always do better together," I assured.

"The kids also said I was pretty," she shrugged, "So I liked that."

I laughed before leaning up to kiss her cheek, "Of course we'd have to teach our children not to lie."

She could only gape at me while Mike and Noah howled with laughter.