I'll Defend You If You'll Defend Me?
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Summary: Becky Jackson is trying to survive high school the best that she can. While Santana Lopez is struggling to accept herself and be proud of the person she has become. Can these two people become friends and help each other succeed?
Pairings: Santana Lopez and Becky Jackson. Other pairings: Rachel Berry and Santana Lopez. Brittany Pierce and Santana Lopez. Quinn Fabray and Brittany Pierce. Also other characters have small parts.
It's important to note, that I do not have Down syndrome, but I am "different". I know what it feels like to feel unworthy at time and like no matter what I try to do it's useless.
I hope you enjoy!
~ Becky ~
When I woke up the next morning, I saw an adorable sight in front of me. First, I saw Rachel and Santana sound asleep. They were face-to-face and cuddling. It was like they were having a fight to see which person could get the other person closer to them. They almost looked like they were one body. With every snore that Rachel made, Santana's bangs flew up and with every snore from Santana the same could be said about Rachel's bangs. They truly looked like they were in love.
Now Quinn and Brittany were cute also. Quinn had her cheek resting against Brittany's chest and Quinn's hand rested on Brittany's stomach. Brittany placed her arm on Quinn's shoulder. It looked like Britt was trying to pull Quinn closer to her side.
I so wanted to take a picture on my cell phone of both couples, but I didn't want them to be upset with me.
I laid back down and tried to fall back to sleep. After a few minutes I gave up that fight because once I'm up, I'm up. I couldn't just lie there and wait for someone to wake up. I decided to tip toe out of Santana's room and go downstairs to see if Maribel was awake.
I carefully walked around the bodies lying on the floor and as quietly as I could and pulled open her door. I walked out, turned around, and carefully shut it. I made sure it didn't slam. Happy to know that it didn't, I walked downstairs and directly to the kitchen. I didn't even think to look at the couch to see if anyone was lying there.
Maribel was at the kitchen table.
"Good morning, Maribel," I said as I walked into the room.
"Good morning, Becky. I didn't think anyone would be up so early. Do you drink coffee?"
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep anymore. No, would you happen to have orange juice?"
"One glass of orange juice on the way," she said.
"Thank you very much," I smiled.
"How'd you sleep?"
"Pretty solid considering I was surrounded by four possible lesbians. Three at the least," I said and chuckled.
"You were uncomfortable," she asked genuinely.
"Oh, no, not at all. I have a great relationship with your daughter so I knew if I felt uncomfortable and I told her, she'd make sure to fix the problem. I love having her and everyone as my friends," I said happily.
"Speaking of 'friends' did you happen to see a big pile of something on my couch over there?" she asked and pointed her finger to the living room.
"What? Sometimes I have tunnel vision. I look straight ahead especially in newer surroundings," I said as I looked over my shoulder while I sat in my seat.
"Geez, I wish my daughter did that sometimes," she said and laughed out loud.
The object moved at the sound.
"What is that?" I asked intrigued.
"I don't know. Why don't you find out and, oh, take this with you!"
She handed me a cup of coffee. I got up and carefully carried the mug over to the couch. As I got closer and closer, I could see the object much clearer.
"Noah," I whispered to myself.
He stirred, but didn't wake up. I brought the cup closer to him and its aroma drifted over to his nostrils. His eyes popped open.
"Good morning, Noah," I said as I stood over him. I smiled brightly too.
"Hey, Becky," he replied and smiled at me. He sat up and I sat on the table in front of the couch. I handed over the mug of coffee.
"Best. Girlfriend. Ever!" he said as he reached for the mug.
"Why didn't you go home last night? I would have called you when I was ready…" I asked concerned.
"Um, ah," he started and scratched his head.
"Noah?" I asked.
"I didn't know if you have trouble with sleeping in another person's home," he said honestly and then took a sip of his coffee. He made a weird expression and said, "Hot!"
"And you wanted to make sure I was okay?" I asked shocked.
"Of course!" he said, smiled, and then took another sip of the still hot coffee.
"Did you sleep all night on the couch," I asked.
"Actually, no. when Mrs. L. threw me out," he started, but was interrupted.
"Hey! I heard that!" Maribel yelled from the kitchen.
"Sorry, but it's the truth…" he yelled back.
She laughed and I smiled.
"I went to my car and fell asleep in the backseat," he said.
"Aww! Really?" I said sweetly.
"Yup. Right before Mrs. L. went to sleep she saw my car parked outside. She came out and asked why I was still there. I told her and she brought me inside," he concluded.
I got up from the table and sat down next to him on couch. We both sat back and held hands. I rested my head and his shoulder. We watched the cars drive by. It was sweet and carefree. I knew he cared about me, but now I knew he cared for me as well.
"What are you doing the rest of today," he asked.
"As of right now, nothing, why?"
"I want popcorn…Wanna see a movie, just you and me? You pick, I'll treat!"
"Sure. I'll text my parents later," I said and smiled.
"Cool," he said and kissed the top of my head.
~ Maribel ~
I listened to almost the whole conversation. At the end I saw them sitting on the couch. Becky had her head on Puck's shoulder and they just sat there. I found my phone and snapped a photo from the kitchen because I was behind them. I cropped the photo and sent it in a text message to my sleeping daughter. In the subject line I wrote, "Noah & Becky: True Love!"
~ Santana ~
My phone chimed loudly.
"Santana," Rachel moaned still half asleep.
"Get it," Quinn insisted before she turned over.
"I didn't think anyone else in the world, no, universe, was up right now," Brittany said groggily.
"This had better be important," I said as I sat up in bed and opened the text message to stop the chiming noise. When I did, the cuteness of the photo overtook me.
"Awwwww!" I screamed.
"What the f-?" Brittany got up from the floor and stomped over to me. She expectantly held out her hand for my cell phone. I placed it in her hand. She brought it up to her line of vision. As soon as she did, she exclaimed, "That is just too cute!"
Rachel's hand shot out and Brittany put the phone in her hand. Rachel looked at it and said, "Can they get any cuter?"
Quinn got up from the floor and ran over to see what we were talking about. Brittany handed her my phone and she gasped, "Haha! That is such a wonderful photo."
I texted my Mom, with "Do they know?"
In a minute, I read her response, "No. if you're all up come on down. Coffee's on!"
We bolted down the stairs as soon as I said, "Coffee!"
~ Puck ~
Once Becky and I left Santana's house later that afternoon, Becky asked if we could go back to her house so she could drop off her stuff and so she could change her clothes.
"Of course," I said and drove back to her house.
Once we got there she asked, "Wanna come in? My parents texted me saying that they'd be out."
"Uh, sure," I hesitated.
"Noah, it's alright, you could stay in your car," she offered with a small smile.
"But you need help," I said as I grabbed her bag from the backseat and got out of the car. "Ya coming?"
She quickly got out and slammed her door closed. We walked up to the house and she unlocked the door with her key.
"Come on in," she said as she ushered me in. "Have a seat. I'll be a few minutes."
I handed her the bag and our hands brushed up against each other. I leaned down and kissed her sweetly. As I started to pull away, she leaned in and I was afraid that I'd make her fall so I held out my arm for her to fall into.
"You okay?" I said as we stopped the kiss.
"Of course, thanks for that…Be down in a few. Make yourself at home," she said and hurriedly ran up to her room.
I sat on her couch and looked at all of the photos on the mantle of the fireplace. They were mostly family photos. In all of them Becky was smiling.
I got up and yelled up the stairs, "Hey, Jackson!"
"Yes, Puckerman," she yelled back and laughed.
"When are your 'rents coming back home tonight," I yelled.
"Not until late," she replied.
"Wanna do dinner too," I yelled hopeful.
"Sure," she yelled happily. "Be right down."
I smiled and became happy all of a sudden and for no apparent reason. She changed and we were off to the movie theater. Once we got there and parked, we got out of my car and walked hand in hand to the theater.
When we got to the sidewalk, I spotted Karofsky walking toward us.
"Well, lookie what we have here," Karofsky said as we walked up to him.
~ Becky ~
I froze as I was having de ja vu. I tried to wrestle my hand out of Noah's, but he wouldn't let me.
"What's going on Puckerman?" Dave asked.
"Me and Becky are going to see a movie," Noah answered honestly.
"Um, ok…Why are you holding her hand? So she doesn't get lost," Dave leaned forward, looked me in the eye, and chastised me.
Noah let go of my hand to walk right up to Dave. "Me and Becky are dating. You will treat her with respect," he demanded.
"I'm sorry…I must've blacked out. Did you say you're dating," Dave asked.
I stepped up and said, "Yes, Karofsky, we are."
I think I surprised Noah because he smiled at me.
"Hahahaha!" Dave burst out in laughter.
Then Noah slightly pushed him. I got scared for a second.
"You didn't just push me did you?" Dave said to him.
"Yea, I think I did," Noah said and pushed Dave again.
"You better stop, Puckerman," Dave insisted.
"Well, when you see Becky or me, you turn around and walk in the other direction," Noah told Dave forcibly.
Dave scoffed. "Don't tell me what to do, Puck!"
"Just do it!" Noah said sternly. Then his voice magically lightened, "C'mon, Becky, we're gonna miss the pre-show stuff."
He grabbed my hand again and we walked away. We left a shocked Karofsky scratching his head.
Once we got up the stairs to the front of the movie theater, he stopped, faced me, and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Gonna be honest, for a second or two, it was iffy. I was feeling de ja vu. I appreciate you kicking up for me though…"
"Becky…Becky, you're my girlfriend now. I'll defend you if you'll defend me?"
"Of course, I'll defend you, Noah," I said and reached up to kiss his cheek.
He blushed and then grabbed the door to pull it open. "After you," I said as he ushered me in.
We picked the movie, got the popcorn, and sat in the theater seats.
"I'm going to send Santana a text, if that's alright?" I asked.
"Of course, go ahead. Tell her hi!"
TO SANTANA: Noah defended my honor with Karofsky just now. He says hi.
~ Santana ~
Rachel and I were in my room making out when my phone chimed.
"Get it, San, it might be important," Rachel suggested in between kisses.
"Rachel," I whined.
It chimed again.
"San," she said, "You gotta cuz I can't concentrate…"
I opened my eyes and looked down at her. "I don't even know what that means, but alright," I said, rolled over onto the mattress, extended my arm, and grabbed my phone.
I opened it up and read, "Aww! Becky and Puck saw Karofsky and Puck totes defended Becky."
"Look San, our little boy's all grown up!" Rachel said and pretended to wipe a falling tear.
"I'm gonna text that. Rachel, would you mind if tomorrow I go out to the diner with Becky. Just me and her?"
"Not at all, Santana. I probably should go home and get new clothes…oh yeah and see my Dads."
"Ok, you're coming back here afterward," I insisted.
"Duh!" Rachel said and smiled.
I texted a message to Becky and got a response almost immediately.
TO SANTANA: Super duper.