The days kept getting more and more difficult for both brunettes. Santana continued to grow frustrated with herself and Rachel could hardly stand to see her girlfriend in so much pain.

"I just don't know what to do. I want to help her, but she shuts down." Rachel said. Hiram smiled sympathetically.

"She has to deal with this in her own way. Santana loves you, you know that. But this is harder on her than it is on you." he said. Rachel nodded.

"Sweetie, all you can do is be there for her. You can't force her to remember. It'll happen, but its going to take time." Leroy said. He'd come to have a soft spot for the Latina, starting with when she got beat up by the Cheerios for defending Rachel and almost killed by Finn for protecting the diva. He'd been carefully observing Santana, and noticed that regardless of how she was feeling at the moment, she was never rude to Rachel. She may accidentally let a rude comment or a sharp tone slip out, but it was completely understandable and she always apologized.

FLASHBACK

"Tana, did you eat?" Rachel asked as she was putting up the last of her dinner. Her girlfriend had just shown up and was leaning against the counter. Santana nodded.

"Yea. I stopped at Sonic on the way here." she said. Rachel looked over.

"Are you sure?" she asked. Santana sighed.

"Yes, I'm sure Rachel."

"I'm just checking." Rachel said.

"Do you want to see the receipt?" Santana snapped, going through her purse and pulling out a piece of paper. "Here. Is this good enough for you?" Rachel flinched and Santana's face dropped. "Oh baby... Rachel, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." she said, backing away from the diva.

"Tana, come back." Rachel said as the Latina ran out of the kitchen. "Santana!" she yelled as she ran after her. Leroy looked up and saw the Latina heading for the door and jumped in front of it.

"Mr. Berry, can you please move?" Santana asked softly.

"No."

"Please, sir."

"Santana, I can't do that." Leroy said. Hiram walked into the hallway.

"What's going on?" he asked carefully.

"Santana's trying to leave, but we won't let her." Leroy explained.

"Tana, please talk to me." Rachel pleaded softly. Santana backed away.

"No. I'm going to hurt you." she said.

"You're not going to hurt me. You're hurting me right now." Rachel said. Santana stopped walking. "Baby, I'm going to help you." she whispered, pulling the taller girl into a hug as she began sobbing. Leroy watched, on the verge of tears himself.

END FLASHBACK

There was a knock on the door and Rachel pushed herself off of the counter she was leaning on. "I'll get it." she sighed, walking to the front hallway. Through the glass on the door, she saw Santana and instantly smiled. "Hey sweetie." she said when she opened the door.

"Hey." Santana said distractedly as she kept looking at her phone.

"Why do you keep checking your phone?"

"I told Matt to text me to help make sure I remember to call my grandmother at a certain time." Santana said. Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"Tana?"

"Yea?"

"When did you tell Matt to do that?" Santana thought for a moment.

"I don't know. About an hour ago? Maybe a little more." Rachel bit her lip.

"What'd you have for breakfast this morning?"

"Waffles."

"When's our test that we were told about in English today?"

"Next Thursday."

"What'd you have for lunch today?" Santana gave her a strange look.

"You surprised me with Breadstix, remember?"

"What song did I sing in Glee Club today?" Rachel asked. Santana raised an eyebrow.

"You sang The Only Exception and you sang it to me." Rachel couldn't help the huge smile that was crawling across her face. "What?"

"Do you realize that you just told me your entire day?" Santana's brow furrowed. "Baby... you just told me your entire day. Even things from this morning." Santana's face slowly showed that she was beginning to realize what Rachel was saying.

"So... what you're saying is... I..."

"Baby, you remembered." Rachel said, squealing as she jumped into the Cheerio's arms. Santana laughed out of happiness as she hugged Rachel in the air. Leroy and Hiram quickly ran into the hallway.

"What's wrong? Santana, are you okay?" Hiram asked. Santana set the diva down and nodded.

"Dad, Daddy, she remembered stuff from like eight hours ago." Rachel said. Leroy raised an eyebrow.

"What'd we do last night while you were here?" Santana bit her lip.

"For dinner, the three of us had pepperoni pizza and Rachel had a salad. We all had ice cream for dessert, Rachel's being non-dairy, of course. Then we made popcorn and watched Funny Girl." she answered. Leroy broke into a smile.

"I think you've got your memory back." he said. Santana grinned and hugged Rachel.

"We should celebrate. What do you wanna do?" Rachel asked. Santana opened her mouth, but was interrupted by a loud banging on the door. Looking out the door, Santana's eyes widened.

"Rach, get upstairs now."

"What? Why?" Santana shook her head and pulled Rachel upstairs. "Santana, what is going on?" Rachel asked when Santana had led them to the diva's room.

"My mom, she was out there." They could hear yelling in the distance. "Oh shit. Oh no."

"Do you think she found out?" Rachel asked. Santana bit her lip.

"Yo sólo ... No sé ... Estoy muy asustada, Rachel. Pero te voy a proteger de ella, te lo prometo. Ella no va a llegar a ninguna parte cerca de usted y-"

"Santana, I don't speak Spanish." Rachel interrupted. Before Santana could translate, the bedroom door flung open.

"Eres una desgracia." Santana and Rachel looked up to see a woman that Rachel assumed was Santana's mother. The Latina's eyes widened.

"Pero mami-"

"¿Cómo puedes ser homosexual?" she said, cutting Santana off.

"No exactamente elegir." Santana yelled.

"Bueno, no se puede ser homosexual. No voy a dejar que la niña de arruinar su vida." Santana's jaw dropped.

"Mami yo la amo. Ella es mi novia y yo estoy enamorado de ella." Her mother glared at Rachel.

"Y que con la cuerda de su pobre primo Matt a la clandestinidad para usted." Santana's eyes narrowed.

"Yo no le obligan a mi sexualidad en secreto! Se ofreció porque él se preocupa por mí!"

"Yo no quiero que viviendo en mi casa nunca más." Rachel watched as her girlfriend completely froze.

"Santana?" she said tentitively. Santana sat down on Rachel's bed.

"Mami no." she whispered.

"No me llames así. Ya no eres mi hija. Usted me disgusto."

"No digas eso. Te necesito ahora mismo." Santana pleaded.

"Usted puede venir mañana conseguir su material. No voy a estar en la casa ocho-siete, por lo que puede tener esa cantidad de tiempo. Considérese afortunado de que me voy a dar todo ese tiempo. Sólo debe darle treinta minutos como el Fabrays hicieron cuando se enteraron de Quinn estaba embarazada." Tears were streaming down Santana's face.

"¿Dónde se supone que voy a vivir?" she asked.

"No es mi problema." her mother said, turning around and walking out. Rachel's fathers ran up the stairs.

"Santana, are you okay?" Rachel asked quietly, trying to see if Santana was breathing. It didn't look like she was, but Santana nodded her acknowledgement. "What did she say?"

"That I'm a disgrace, that she won't let me be gay and that she won't let you ruin my life, that I'm no longer her daughter, and that she's giving me all day tomorrow to pack up my stuff, move out, and find a place to live." Santana said. Rachel's face fell.

"Tana, I'm so sorry." she whispered.

"Santana, you're welcome to spend the night here and tomorrow we'll discuss some things." Leroy said. Santana nodded and clung to Rachel as her dads left to give them privacy.

"Come here." Rachel whispered as she laid down. Santana shuffled over and was pulled into Rachel's arms. "Remember how right after we made it official you walked right up to me and didn't give a damn about what anybody thought?" Santana nodded.

FLASHBACK

Rachel was standing in the library. It was time for her to begin her research for her senior research paper. Suddenly, there was a hand on her shoulder. "Hey." a soft voice said behind her. Turning around, she saw her girlfriend.

"Santana. Hi." she whispered, clearly surprised. Her eyes darted around the library and she quickly turned.

"Rachel, what are you doing?" Santana asked. Rachel turned around and saw hurt on the Latina's face. "Why don't you want to talk to me?" she whispered. Rachel smiled.

"Tana, of course I want to talk to you. I just don't want to mess up your reputation. I'm Rachel Berry."

"And I'm Santana Lopez. Now that we've got the formalities out of the way, let's talk about why you think that you'd mess up my reputation." Santana said. Rachel shrugged. "No. Don't shrug it off. Come here." Santana whispered, leading them to a table. "Now, tell Auntie Tana why you think you'll mess up my reputation."

"Okay, first of all, don't refer to yourself as Auntie Tana. Its more than a little creepy."

"Noted."

"And second of all, I'm Rachel Berry. I'm captain of the Glee Club with no popular connection. Even when I was with Finn, I still got slushied." Rachel said. Santana raised an eyebrow and leaned closer.

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"Nobody is scared of Finn. He doesn't have the power to stop the slushies. I do. I'll end them, I promise. I'll protect you." Santana said. Rachel smiled. "I don't give a fuck what people say about me, but they aren't gonna be talking about you and they sure as hell won't be throwing no damn slushies your way. I take care of the people I care about and I may be new at this, but I'm pretty sure a girlfriend falls into that category." the Latina said, softly kissing Rachel in front of everyone in the library.

END FLASHBACK

"What's your point?" Santana asked.

"What's changed since then? Nothing. You're the same Santana. I know its tough, but just because your mother doesn't accept you for who you are, doesn't mean you aren't the same person that I love. And who knows? Maybe she'll come around." Rachel whispered. Santana nodded.

"You're the best girlfriend ever." Rachel smiled. "I love you Rachel." Santana said, yawning.

"I love you too. Why don't you go to sleep for a bit?" Santana nodded and quickly fell asleep.