It's been five years since Santana and Brittany graduated college off in New York. They only really came home because for Holiday and Breaks, nothing else. Now they're back in Lima because a family emergency has occurred. What they haven't realized is what they're absences has done to their little sisters. Once they left everything changed. Quinn and Rachel changed. They're attitudes towards each other and to others has been less then graceful. Brittany and Santana are still going strong though, they're separation form narrow minded, ignorant people only brought strength to their relationship.
Brittany and Santana had agreed to spend time with their family the first night back and then they'd meet up tomorrow sometime for a date. Britt walked through her front door and was flooded with memories. She remembers coming home from cheerios practice and being attacked by her baby sister. She was surprised that she was no where to be found. She walked into the living room and found her sorrow filled mother sitting on the couch looking through a scrap book. Britt smiled sadly at her mother.
"Hey mom." Britt said softly, not wanting to scare her middle aged mother.
The older blonde turned around at the sound of her eldest daughters voice. "Brittany!" She exclaimed happily. She wrapped her in a tight hug and kissed her face over and over again. "I'm so glad to see you. I've missed you so much."
"I've missed you to mom." She said returning her mothers warm hug.
Brittany's mother stepped away from the embrace. "I'm so happy you're here. Things have just been so rough lately. You know, with your father in the hospital and all. It's just been so hard on little Quinnie."
"Where is she anyway? She didn't jump hug me like she usually does." Brittany asked her mother, while doing a quick perimeter search, trying to find the little blonde.
"Oh she's up in her room, she's always locked away up there now a days. She only really comes out to go to school. You have to understand Brittany, she's changed."
Brittany's eyebrows scrunched together, "What do you mean?"
"People change, go upstairs and see your baby sister." With that Mrs. Pierce left to the office, figuring out how to pay all the bills that had started building up.
Brittany walked the all to familiar way to her little sisters bedroom. Up the stairs and the second door on the right. The door had been painted red since the last time she'd been home, four months ago. She knocked on the door and waited a few moments, only to be found by silence. She knocked again and added, "Quinn, it's B." Once more, she was met with silence. Turning the handle, she found that the door wasn't locked so she opened the door.
She was surprised to find that her sisters room once pink, was now red. Completely red. All the pictures of Quinn and Brittany had been taken down. Her basketball trophies were taken down, along with her MJ poster. She was confused, considering her sister loved basketball. She found her sister sitting on her bed, face to the door, ear plugs snug in her ear. Brittany walked over to her and placed a caring hand on her back, this caused Quinn to jump with surprise.
"What the hell Brittany!" she screamed at her older sister, taking her head phones out. She looked at her older sister expectantly. "What do you want?" attitude was clearly written in her voice.
Brittany's eyebrows shot up in surprise, since when did her ten year old sister curse? She didn't start cursing until sophomore year of high school. "Excuse me? Watch your mouth Q." Quinn rolled her eyes at the blonde and went back to her compute. "Aren't you excited to see me?" a little hurt that her sister wasn't jumpy with joy that she was home.
Without turning to face her sister Quinn said, "You're only here because dad sick. If he wasn't you'd be in New York with Santana." She said San's name with extra bite then her other words.
"Q…"
"No Britt!" Quinn faced her, "You lied. You're a liar. You left and barely came back. Your happy with her. Not here. Don't try to say otherwise. Your know its true! You love her more then me and you're willing to just forget about me to go be happy in New York with her!" She yelled at her older sister, who was shocked with what was happening. "I'm not the little girl you left behind. I realized you weren't coming back for me, so I grew up and moved on. Now get out of my room." She spat at her.
Shocked with this discovery, Brittany tried to pull the girl into her arms but was shoved away. "Just leave Brittany, you did it once I'm sure you can do it again." Quinn faced away from her sister, wiping away her silent tears. Brittany was going to give her sister some space before coming back and trying again.
"I'm not leaving you behind this time. I'm fighting for that relationship we had before I screwed up. I'll be back." Brittany dropped a kiss to the girl's head and walked out of the room, closing the door. She wiped a stray tear from her face and went to her old room getting ready to unpack.
This wasn't going to easy, but Brittany wasn't giving up on her baby sister.
Santana walked into her house and was met with her very excited parents. Her parents had tried over the years to work on their relationship with her. Things were getting better for them, they realized as long as Santana was happy, then they could be happy also.
"Santi, It's been to long." Her father gathered her into his arms with a big bear hug.
"I missed you to Papi." She grinned as she layed her head on his chest. Her mother greeted her with a simple kiss to the temple.
She looked around the foyer and noticed they were missing a petite brunette. Rachel. Where was her munchkin?
"Where's estrella?" Santana asked her parents, searching their eyes for an answer. The twenty two year old was usually always attacked by her little sister. Every time she would come home Rae would be attached to San's hip. Never wanting her to leave her again, making the goodbye even harder. Her parents shared a knowing look and sighed. "What?"
"Rachel has just been off lately. That's why we asked you to come home. She's been really quite lately."
"Are we talking about the same girl?" Santana joked, only her parents kept their serious façade.
"Santana, this is serious. Rachel doesn't even want to watch funny girl anymore. She doesn't sing, or do any after school activities. She comes home and sits in her room. Barely eats. We could only think that she's been missing you a little to much. Please, this is the last thing we could think of that would work." Her father plead with her, showing a rare side of vunerablity.
"I'll try to fix it Papi." Santana said with conviction. "Now where is my baby sister?"
"In her room."
Santana made her way to her sisters room. She didn't bother knocking, she really didn't knock before hand, and she wasn't going to start now. She saw her sister sitting on her bed with a book, she jumped a little and calmed a bit when she saw it was Santana. She gave her a small smile before returning to her book.
"What no hug for your favorite sister?" Santana teased.
"Well Santana it is quite nice to see you again. I'm glad your home but as you can see I'm trying to read a book. It's for a school project, so I must work very hard in order to receive the grade that I am most capable to getting. So I must get back to reading." She said staring at her book.
"Rae, it will take thirty seconds for you to give me a hug. Besides we haven't seen each other in a while. I'm sure your book can wait a bit." Santana took a seat in her sisters desk chair.
"Well Santana who's fault is it that we haven't seen each other in such a long time?"
Santana wasn't really taken back by the statement. It was true she hadn't been home in a long time, and it was her fault. She wasn't really making an effort to come back, everything was just easier in New York. She did take in her appearance of her sister. She looked smaller, more timid. She also took in account how she wouldn't call her 'Tana'.
"I deserve that. I'll own up to that I haven't been around a lot. So lets catch up." She took the book from Rachel, marked the place and set in on the desk. "Tell me what have I missed in your life recently." Santana rested her hands in her hands, with her elbows on her knees.
"Nothing." Rachel said blankly.
"Mom and dad said that you aren't doing an after school stuff and stopped singing. Why?"
"Is it a problem that I stopped?" Rachel question backed.
"Well do you not want to do them anymore?"
"Why don't you like coming home anymore? Is it because your afraid?" Rachel once again questioned back.
"Rachel, this isn't about me." San sighed.
"Why wont you answer my question?" she asked, looking at her hands.
"Estrella…"
"Don't call me that." Rachel was now not looking in Tana's direction.
"You love it when I call you that though." Santana, once again took in her sisters appearance. She was locking herself away from San. She was trying to cut her off. "I love you estrella."
Rachel wiped her eye with her sweatshirt sleeve. "Stop it Santana." She whispered.
"What's wrong estrella. Talk to Tana. I'm your Tana, you tell me everything." She pleaded with the girl.
Santana couldn't take it. Something was wrong with her Rae. She wouldn't open up to her. Rachel would always talk to Santana. She often found comfort in talking to her big sister.
"Not this time I can't."
"Why?" she grabbed Rachel's hand. With the contact of her sister Rachel broke out into tears. She was sobbing, she couldn't catch her breath. Not wasting a moment Santana hopped into bed with her and drew the girl towards her. Rachel clung onto Sans shirt and cried into her chest. She cried and cried and all the Latina could do was rub her back and try to sooth her.
"It's okay baby, Tana's here. I'm not leaving you again, not like this." She murmured into her sisters hair.
They don't know what happened. Brittany and Santana had no idea how things got so bad so fast. But they both did know that they couldn't leave them alone again. They needed them more then ever and they weren't giving up on them. Not again, not this time.
Hey guys sorry about how long it took to update. I just haven't been inspired. I'm going to try and update again tonight. Does anyone have a guess on what's wrong with Rachel? Or maybe the true reason behind why Quinn has such a terrible attitude, I can promise you it's not just because of Britt not being there. There is something deeper then that. Drop me a review and tell me what you think.