Author's note: So I got distracted a few times while writing this. One of said distractions was the New York Senate passing the Marriage Equality Act. That sparked a thought I had about how this family reacted to the news, which resulted in a short little drabble. You should check that out. It's called 'Equality'.

I felt like Mark was getting left out somewhat, so I tried to incorporate him more in this chapter.

When Mark arrived at McKinley High, he saw his daughter sitting on a curb in the parking lot. Her face was red and her eyes puffy.

Shit.

He quickly parked his car and walked up to her.

"Sofia," he said as he sat down next to her. "Sofia. What's wrong?" he asked, concerned. "Do I have to kick Puckerman's ass?"

"Didn't mama tell you?" she asked through sobs.

"Your mom just told me to get my ass down here to pick you up," he answered. "She didn't tell me why."

"I love Brittany," Santana said. "I love her and I told her and she didn't say it back!"

Mark just hugged his daughter as she cried. He knew what she needed was to let it out.

After Santana's crying subdued to tears, Mark let go of her, stood up, and extended a hand to her.

"Let's go before school ends. Your moms want to talk to you."

Santana didn't say anything as she took his hand and got into the car.

Neither father nor daughter said anything during the ride to the hospital. Mark, however, kept glancing over to Santana only to find her staring out the passenger window. To try to ease the silence, Mark turned up the radio. When Santana heard the song that was playing, she started to cry even harder.

By the time they got to the hospital, Santana had quieted down again. Once inside, her mothers ran up to her hugging her.

"Oh honey, it'll be alright," Arizona said, smoothing Santana's hair.

"Come, let's go sit and talk," Callie said as she gestured to an empty room.

There was a beep and Callie, Arizona, and Mark all checked their pagers.

"Shoot. I have to do a consult. I'll be back as soon as I can," Mark said.

He leaned to hug Santana again as he whispered to her, "I'm sorry. Just remember that you are amazing."

Santana just nodded as he got up and left.

"Sofia, honey, what exactly happened?" Arizona asked calmly.

Santana looked at her mothers and recounted her conversation with Brittany earlier. While she was talking, Callie sat next to her and pat her shoulder gently. When Santana was done, her mothers looked at her with sympathy. Goodness knows that they've had their ups and downs in the beginnings of their relationship, and they knew how Santana was feeling.

"Honey I know you don't want to hear this right now, but I'm going to say it anyway," Callie started as she took a deep breath. "You'll be alright. This isn't the end of everything."

"But she doesn't love me! She's still going to date Artie!" Santana retorted. "She doesn't want me."

Arizona looked at the sadness and rejection plastered over her daughter's face. "You know what Sofia? I think Brittany loves you. It may take her some time to figure things out, after all she's with Artie now, and when she does, I think she'll realize what she's missing," she said.

"You think so?" Santana asked, her eyes hopeful.

"Yes, I think so too," Callie said. "We've seen how you are with each other. Just give her some time."

"Thanks mom, mama," Santana said as she hugged Arizona and Callie.

"Now, let's stop the tears and eat this ice cream before your dad gets back," Arizona said. "I don't feel like sharing."