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Chapter Eleven

Santana's POV

I wake up this beautiful Monday morning with a huge smile on my face. I didn't stop humming when I came home last night. My mom just looked at me, shook her head, and said congratulations. It's official I'm in love with a drop dead sexy dancer. There's a little extra pep in my step this morning. Everyone is noticing.

"Mommy, why are you so bouncy?" Nina asks.

I pick her up and twirl her around in the kitchen. "Oh it's nothing just a beautiful morning."

Nina starts giggling. "You silly mommy."

I eat breakfast with my daughter and mother before heading off to work. I arrive to work on time and begin filing paperwork and messages to the right partners. It's a little slow law day for a Monday, so I take full advantage and get a head on my work. It's around ten o'clock when I see Puck making his way through the offices with the mail cart. I knew this would come sooner or later, I was just hoping later so it wouldn't destroy my good mood.

I watch as he hesitantly approaches me. "Hey Santana," he stutters a little. "So how pissed are you at me?"

I glare at him letting all my anger show in my eyes. "Really pissed."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier that I knew Brittany," he says acting all apologetic, but like hell am I buying it.

"Yeah you should be sorry," I say with an angry tone. "What pisses me off the most is that you knew how crazy I am about Brittany and when the opportunity came you not only tried to break her heart, but you tried to break mine as well."

"San, I never meant for you to get hurt. It's just she made my life a living hell and I thought you deserved better than that bitch," Puck says.

That pisses me off, so I grab his arm and drag him into an empty conference room. "You don't know her Puck. You know the girl she was in high school not the woman she is today."

"People like Brittany don't change!" his voice is starting to rise.

"I don't know what went down between you, Quinn, and Brittany in high school, but the girl you're describing to me isn't Brittany. She's kind, sweet, a fantastic role model for my daughter, and most importantly she makes me insanely happy."

"Wait, you're going to continue seeing her?" he asks completely shocked.

"Yeah, she's my girlfriend," I say proudly.

He crosses my arms and gives me this look that says he can't believe what I'm telling him. "Fine, but just wait she'll break your heart."

Puck storms out of the conference room and I stay there standing with my fists clutched to my sides. My good mood is gone. He has no right to tell me who Brittany is. They were stupid teenagers when they got into that mess. I would be a total hypocrite if I judged Brittany by her past because obviously, she hasn't judged me by mine. The rest of the day drags after my fight with Puck. Phones start ringing off the hook with some huge case that has all the lawyers scrambling.

I can't wait to be a lawyer. I'm almost finished with my night classes and have started applying to law schools in New York. My grades are amazing and I have a great chance of getting into Columbia's Law School. Money is going to be the biggest problem, along with time away from home. My mom has made me a deal, if I make the grades and find a way to pay for school she'll be more than happy to help take care of Nina so I can become a lawyer.

Luckily for me, my Monday night class is cancelled this week, so when five o'clock rolls around I head straight home. After work I have the same routine, I spend about a few hours playing with Nina and having dinner with my family before going to class. Today, I spend some more time with my daughter and get ahead on some schoolwork. I put Nina to bed around nine o'clock after reading one of her favorite bedtime stories. I settle into my bed and call the one person I've wanted to talk to all day.

"Hey gorgeous," Brittany greets and I can almost see the smile on her face.

"Hi," I say sighing in happiness at finally being able to relax and talk to her.

"What's up?" she asks.

"Nothing I just really needed to hear your voice," I say truthfully.

She chuckles. "Good because I haven't been able to stop thinking about you all day. How was your day?"

"Fantastic until I got to work."

"Why, what happened?" she asks concerned and I can't help but think she's really cute when she's worried.

"Puck," I simply say.

"Oh," her voice has changed from its happiness to something else, almost uncertainty. "How did that go?"

"Not great. He apologized for not telling me he knew you, but he wasn't sorry about trying to break us apart. He wanted to break you're heart for making his life a living hell in high school," I tell her.

Brittany is silent for a minute or two. "I'm sorry you had to put up with him."

"Can I ask you something?" Curiosity is getting the better of me.

"Sure," she says and now her tone is even and calm.

"What happened that would make Puck want to do this to you?" I ask.

She's silent. I can almost hear her thinking. "I'm not exactly proud of the things I did," she starts.

"Babe I'm not going to break up with you over your past," I reassure her.

"Okay remember those words," she says and I can hear the fear behind her voice. "When I found out that Puck wanted nothing to do with Quinn, I kind of lost it. He wasn't willing to go to doctor's appointments and he didn't want Quinn staying with him when she got kicked out. She went to him first thinking that maybe he'd be a descent guy and help her out, well he wasn't and I got furious. At first I started rumors about him so that none of the girls would date him. It was just stupid stuff, like he had an STD or a small dick or he had really bad breath. I kind of put a lot of garlic in his lunch to prove my point about the bad breath. It was dumb stuff, but he came back and started some rumors about me. Luckily, I had come out a few months prior so he didn't get the pleasure to throw me out of the closet, but he started some rumors about Quinn and I. At the time everyone thought Quinn was straight, which she was then, but that didn't stop him. The rumors about Quinn and I got so bad that my girlfriend at the time gave me an ultimatum, kick Quinn out of my house or she breaks up with me. Quinn doesn't know about that, she thinks I just broke up with the girl. Then I kind of got pissed after that and any chance he had at getting a girl I destroyed it. We almost got into a physical fight, but we were pulled apart. Yes, I made his life a living hell during high school and didn't stop until we graduated, but I also don't take kindly to the people I love getting hurt."

I could hear some of her remorse through her explanation, but most importantly I heard the hurt in her voice. I can tell high school wasn't the greatest time for Britt. She's probably leaving out some details, but I'm not going to push her. The fact that she was willing to be honest with me right now is rare in people.

"Okay," I tell her.

"Okay?" she asks confused.

"I just wanted the truth and that's what you gave me, so thank you. I told you I wasn't going to judge you based on your past. I have no right to," I tell her.

"I think I just fell even more in love with you," she says.

I chuckle. "I love you too. Are you still coming over tomorrow?"

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else," she says.

"Okay well goodnight Britt."

"Night San."

We end the conversation and I spend the rest of the evening processing what she told me. Can I believe she did that stuff? Definitely, but I don't believe that's the person she is today.

Brittany's POV

Wow, San took that better than most people would. I'm a little shocked actually because I know how much Puck means to Santana, he's practically her brother. I never wanted this to happen, for me to come between them, but when it comes to Puck I see red. He treated Quinn like crap so I made his life hell. It wasn't my finest moment, but I couldn't sit back and watch him hit on every girl while Quinn cried herself to sleep most nights. The guy she thought she had feelings for was a jerk, her parents threw her out, and on top of all that she was a pregnant hormonal mess. I can't tell you how many times I held her at night trying to get her calm down and sleep.

I never told Quinn about Lindsey, my ex girlfriend in high school, because it would've made Quinn feel worse. Besides Lindsey was a high school crush nothing more than that. I dated a few more girls in high school, but once Puck started rumors about Quinn and I being together not many girls wanted me.

After talking to Santana, I decide to go to bed. Luckily, I didn't have to work Monday, so I relaxed most of the day, but I'm still on a little high from the weekend. I mean I had a successful show and got the girl of my dreams. Shit like this doesn't happen often.

I walk into the studio Tuesday afternoon to see Mike and Blaine waiting for me. Blaine is the first to hug me.

"Oh my god you're show was amazing!" he exclaims.

"Thanks Blaine," I smile at him.

"Britt you were amazing and that choreography was off the hook," Mike compliments.

"Thanks guys you're too sweet," I tell them.

"No we want to thank you. I don't know who you talked to, but our phones were ringing yesterday with at least three producers wanting to hire you to choreograph their shows," Blaine tells me.

My jaw hits the floor. "Really?"

They both nod their head. "That great for the studio, so we really need to thank you."

"Don't thank me. I just told some producers where I work," I tell them honestly. Seriously, all my dreams are coming true right now. That big break has finally come.

"We're going to sit down with a few next week and we want you to be there. We're thinking that you and Mike can split up between everyone. We might have to hire another teacher for the classes here," Blaine says.

"Okay well just give me times and dates and I will be there. I'm game for whatever you two have in mind," I tell them.

"Fantastic," Blaine says. "I'm going to go call a few back."

Mike gives me a hug. "Serious Britt you were fantastic."

I smile at him and go to the class I'm suppose to teach. I only teach three classes that afternoon and I'm out by five. I quickly, go home and shower before heading over to Santana's. At six thirty I'm standing outside Santana's door waiting for someone to answer and I'm extremely happy to see Santana standing in front of me. I instantly wrap my arms around her waist bringing her closely to me.

"I missed you," I say as I bury my head in the crook of Santana's neck.

"I missed you, too and it's only been 2 days," she says pulling me in tighter.

"Longest two days ever," I pull back and kiss her, which quickly deepens.

We're getting a little carried away, but I don't care. I missed my gorgeous Latina. Air becomes an issue so we pull apart. She leans her forehead on mine and we take a moment. I open my eyes and stare into her brown ones, but a stuff toy on the floor catches my eye and I pull back quickly.

"Oh my god!" I exclaim in a whisper.

"What? What's wrong?" Santana asks panicked.

"What do we tell your daughter?" I ask panicking. "I mean do we explain that we're together, does she even know what a lesbian is? Do we act like we normally do? Which is going to be a tad hard since I'm having issues keeping my hands off you."

Santana starts laughing, which stops my rambling. "What?" I ask a little self conscious.

"You're too cute," she says and pecks my lips.

"Come on San I'm serious. What do we say? And oh my god you're mother is here! That's it my hands are staying in my pocket," I say putting my hands in my pockets.

Santana takes my hands out and holds them. "Baby chill, breathe, everything is going to be okay. Don't worry about my mom she loves you. You can hold my hand, put your arms around my waist, like I like," she adds with a wink, "and be chill. As for Nina we will sit her down and explain our relationship, okay?"

"Okay," I breathe out.

"Alright let's go have that talk," she says.

"Wait now? You want to do this now?" I ask.

"Yes, because you're not the only one having trouble keeping her hands to herself," she says and adds another wink. Yes, that wink is the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I nod my head. She talks my hand and leads the way into the family room where Nina is playing.

"Britty! Did you come to play?" Nina runs into my arms and I pick her up.

"Yeah munchkin and I'm here to have dinner with you guys," I tell her.

I take Nina and set her down on the couch. Santana and I sit opposite her on the coffee table.

"Sweetie, Brittany and I have something we need to tell you," Santana starts and Nina looks straight to me.

She has her little legs crossed and her hands folded on her lap. It's kind of cute and scary how serious she looks. Then to make matters worse, in a dead serious tone she says, "Yes?"

I want to speak, I do, but Nina is terrifying. I'm sweating; I can feel the beads of sweat dropping from my forehead.

Santana decides to break the silence, seeing that I'm not going to any time soon. "Brittany and I love each other very much, and we are in a relationship."

"Okay?" Nina is not fully getting the concept here.

"Sweetie you know how I explained that when some people love each other very much they get married," Santana says and I have to admit I'm not following.

"You're getting married?" Nina asks.

Santana and I both look at each other and say at the same time. "No."

"It's like the step before marriage. Basically Brittany will be spending more time with me and us, and you may see more hand holding," Santana brings up our clasped hands to show, "Brittany is my girlfriend sweetie."

"And your mom is my girlfriend," I decide to actually speak now.

Nina looks at both of us, studying us for minutes.

"Okay, " she says, gets up, and goes to play with her toys.

When she leaves I let out a breath that I hadn't realized I was holding. "Is it sad that I think that was the scariest moment of my life?"

Santana laughs at me and kisses my cheek. "Come on let's go see how the food is coming."

We walk hand in hand into the kitchen where Maria is cooking something that smells heavenly.

"Oh Brittany it's so good to see you," she says and gives me a big hug.

"Hi Maria, it's nice to see you too," I tell her.

"I heard your show was successful?" she asks.

I take a seat on one of the kitchen chairs and Santana sits on my lap. I keep my arms around her waist. "Yes, it was very successful. Actually I have really good news. A few producers called the studio yesterday wanting me to choreograph their shows, so Blaine, Mike, and I are sitting down with them next week."

"Oh my god Britt that's amazing!" Santana exclaims and kisses me on the lips.

"That's fantastic Brittany. Who are Mike and Blaine?" Maria asks.

"Oh sorry they're the ones who own the studio."

"I'm going to have to see you dance with all this praise you're getting," Maria says.

"We'll work something out," I tell her, which makes her laugh. "By the way whatever you're making smells amazing."

"Thank you. I think you're going to like this. It's an old family recipe," she tells me.

"I can't wait." I say.

Maria takes a moment to sit down with us. Santana grabs a bottle of wine and pours a glass for the three of us before she reclaims her seat on my lap.

Maria takes a sip of her wine and asks in a serious tone, "So Brittany what are you intentions with my daughter?"

I nearly choke on my wine while Santana exclaims, "Mom!"

"What? I'm only joking," she says while laughing. "Seriously, Brittany you should've seen your face."

"Ha, ha, that's a good one I'm dying with laughter," I sarcastically tell her. "But I would like to answer that question."

"Okay," she says amused.

"I plan on loving your daughter with all my heart and making her the happiest person ever. Basically I'll give her the world if I can," I sincerely tell Maria.

"I always knew I liked you," Maria says before going back to the stove.

Santana leans in and kisses me before whispering, "Good answer."

"It's all true," I whisper into her ear.

Dinner is delicious, probably the best food I've ever had. Maria tried three times telling me what she made, but it was Spanish so I butchered the pronunciation. Nina tells us stories of her day with her abuela. I could really get use to this family dinner thing with Santana and her family. Everyone is laughing and having a good time. No one is bickering harshly or fighting like Katie and I do at Sunday dinners. Everything is calm and relaxed; everyone is just enjoying the other's company. After dinner Santana and I play with Nina. Let me tell you, Nina has one wild imagination.

"Okay Nina it's time for bed," Santana says.

"Britty will you read me a story?" she asks me.

"Sure kiddo." We go up to her room. I tuck Nina into bed and begin reading her a story. When I'm finished she's sound asleep. Santana is standing in the doorway leaning against the frame smiling. I go to stand beside her.

"You're really good with her," she whispers.

"Well it's hard not to love her," I whisper.

"Thank you. Not many would put up with dating a single mom."

I turn so I'm looking Santana dead in the eyes. "Hey I'm in this. I'm fully in this. I couldn't imagine myself anywhere else in this moment."

I see a smug smile grace Santana's lips. "Well I can think of another place."

Yep, this woman is going to be the death of me.

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