Katie and Santana's relationship has been improving since the midnight conversation the family had together. They weren't back to the way they used to be but you could see the improvement. Katie wasn't as afraid to ask for Sunday snuggles with her Mami or talk to her about how she felt, but they still had much improvement. Tonight Santana had to stay at the high school for a girls volleyball match and Britt thought it would be a good idea to bring Katie with her to watch the game. We were winning when an injury occurred on the court. It was Jenn Wilder, she was only a sophomore playing on the varsity level. She went up for a kill and when she landed her knee twisted in a way no knee should twist and she hit the ground.
Santana made her way over to the injured girl and kneeled in front of her. She examined the girls knee and when she noticed she wouldn't be able to continue the game, let alone walk on her one she got the coach to help her bring her back to the locker room for a better examination.
"Mrs. Lopez-Peirce, I'm fine really. Please just let me go back out there and play, its really important to me to be able to play."
"Jenn, how many times do I have to tell you girls, its San, no need to be formal. About your knee you aren't going back out there to play, you have to be crazy to think I'm going to let you go back out there. You can't even walk on it correctly. You're going to need to see a doctor, it might be your ACL."
Jenn through her head back in frustration, "San it is not my ACL okay? You don't know that, I can walk perfectly fine." She got off the table to try and prove her point when she almost fell over when she went to go put pressure on her leg.
"Jenn Wilder get your butt back on that examine table and don't even think about trying to do something stupid like that again. You need to keep off this leg until you see a doctor, something isn't right."
Jenn slammed her hand down on the table, "Santana, I need to go back out there and play. Volleyball is my everything its what's going to get me somewhere."
Santana placed her hand on the girls shoulder, "Jenn volleyball isn't everything to life, right now it may not seem that way but it's the truth. If you don't fix the problem now later down the road you'll regret it."
"I regret nothing," Jenn said right away, "You don't understand it without volleyball I don't know what to do. Now I'm going to walk out of here and play the game that I love and you wont stop me."
Santana could feel her own frustrations build up in herself, why couldn't this girl just understand what was good for herself. Sitting this out will help her down the road, without it she's not sure what would happen to Jenn. It was time to put her foot down.
"Jenn if you get off that table I will bench you for the rest of the season, do I make myself clear?" Santana raised her eyebrow as if to challenge the 15 year old.
"You can't bench me Santana!" Jenn yelled back, her own frustrations bubbling up, "You're not the coach so I'd like to see you try."
"I can tell your coach that you aren't ready to play, I'm the trainer I have finally say if your hurt or not. Don't think I'm joking around Jenn I care about my players and if your hurt your not playing. It could just be a pulled muscle miss two days tops nothing serious. Just get it checked out then we'll go from there okay?"
Jenn weighed her options maybe just listen to her Latina trainer and make her happy and maybe she can get back to the game. Two days wouldn't be to bad, I'm sure i could explain to my father why I'm not playing in the games he wont be to mad I hope. His motto is "If your not in the game your not good enough, Wilder's are always good enough."
"Two days tops." Jenn tells the older girl and allows her to help her back out into the gym. Two days couldn't be to bad right?
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After the match Santana made sure all her players that she was seeing were okay and then locked up the trainers room and met her wife and daughter outside. Katie launched herself into her Mami's arms allowing her to carry her back to the car.
"Hey baby." Santana kissed Katie on top of the girls head and then moved to her wife and kissed her . "Did you enjoy the game?"
"Yes!" Katie yells, "We won who wouldn't be happy about that. We kicked some serious butt the team was unstoppable."
"Yeah San those girls are pretty good, do you think they'll make it to post season?" Britt asks her wife as they all get settled into the car ready to go home and call it a night.
"I think they have a fair chance of making it there, they just need to finish strong you know?"
"Go big or Go home!" Katie quotes her Mami from the backseat.
"That's right Kates," Britt smiles fondly at her daughter, "Go big or Go home."
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One of Santana's favorite things at night was her pillow talk with her wife. Being able to be held her strong embrace and just talk about things they couldn't talk about with Katie in the room, and sometimes if she was lucky the night would end with some Sweet Lady Kissing Loving. Tonight was no different, Brittany was holding Santana in her arms while they just talked to each other like they do every night and like they plan on doing for the nights to come.
"Sanny is that girl going to be okay?" Britt asks her wife softly.
Santana sighs and snuggles closer to her wife and answer her just as softly, "I don't know Britt, she wants to resist all help. She was freaking out because I told her she couldn't play until she got checked out by a Doctor. It was like she was afraid that if she didn't play that the world would end."
San could feel her blonde shake slightly with laughter, "You were the same way, remember when you pulled your hamstring and you were out for a week, you were so mean to everyone."
"Well that was different I was out for a week she's looking about two days if its just a pulled muscle."
"And what if its not?" Britt counters back.
"Then she'll be done for the season." Santana tells her, sadly.
Brittany kisses her wife on top of her head, "Theres nothing you can do Sanny except support her no matter what happens. Its just high school Volleyball."
"You should have seen her Britt." Santana snuggles even deeper into britts chest, "She kept saying how things wouldn't be okay if she couldn't play like she was battling with herself over something."
"Maybe her parents are crazy volleyball players." Britt teases, "Like if she doesn't play then she's not worthy enough to be there daughter."
Brittany's teasing gets the Latina to smile for a moment. Santana makes her deep brown eyes meet Britt's ocean blues and she says lovingly, "How'd I get so lucky to fall in love with my best friend? You're the best thing that's ever happened to me Brittany."
"I love you more then I love anyone else in this world, you and Katie." Brittany tells her kissing her on the lips.
Tonight Santana was going to get lucky and get her sweet lady kisses.
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When Jenn got home her parents were sitting in the den watching Olympic court volleyball. They were discussing it like it was the most causal thing ever, volleyball seemed like the only thing they've talked about anymore. If they weren't talking directly about volleyball then they'd talk about Jenn's work out schedule or games or colleges. Everything was about volleyball so telling them about her injury would not be an easy thing.
Jenn limps into the den and clears her throat to gain the attention of her two parents. "Mom, Dad, I have something I want to tell you about tonights game."
Mr. Wilder looks at her daughter expectantly, "Did you win? When will your stats be posted on the school's website so I can email them to some college coaches."
"Yeah we won, but I got hurt during the game, hence the limp." She motioned to her bruised up knee that she was trying to keep pressure off of.
This caught Mrs. Wilder's attention, "Oh that's sad to hear, can you walk on it?" when jenn kind of just shrugged her shoulders, "Well if your standing right now then you're probably fine to keep playing so its no big deal."
"You're not really listening to what I'm trying to tell you guys, the trainer wants me to see a doctor."
Mr. Wilder looked at her daughter like she had three heads, "Your fine Jenn, just tell that silly trainer that your fine and that seeing a doctor wont be needed. You can't afford being pulled from the games, coaches are looking at you and your only a sophomore, and injury is just going to set you apart from a bunch of players. You'll be forgotten and you know what I always tell you. If your not in the game then your not good enough, Wilder's are always good enough."
Jenn sighed and started playing with her hands, "I know dad but…"
"No buts Jenn, your playing end of story."
Jenn limped up to her room thinking of ways to explain this to Mrs. Lopez-Pierce, she just had a feeling in her gut that things were not going to end well.