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!
That same weekend….
~ Brittany ~
"Quinn?" I asked.
"Yes, Britt," she answered lazily next to me on my bed.
"How would you feel about telling our parents that we are a couple?"
"Um, nervous, afraid, and scared. Is it necessary?" she asked.
"Oh…" I said and sat up.
"Britt, don't get confused…" she sat up right after me and rubbed my back.
"Kinda hard not to be…" I said as I looked into her hazel eyes.
"Why?"
"Because my girlfriend doesn't want to tell her family 'bout us. Are you ashamed of me?" I asked and looked down at my lap.
"Nope, not at all," Quinn replied.
"Then why?"
"Britt, I am Christian…"
"Me too," I said quickly to match her statement.
"I'm supposed to be straight and I'm supposed to be the president of the Celibacy Club, for God sake!"
"Well, honey, things change!" I smiled as I looked at her.
"No shit!" she replied and laughed.
I looked at her and then laughed with her.
Then I got back to my point.
"Quinn, I just want the opportunity to invite you over for dinners and special, family occasions as my girlfriend and not just my friend. I want to be able to hold your hand or kiss you without all the strange looks from them! Is that so wrong?"
She brought her hand up to my face and brushed her palm against my skin. "I guess not," she said and she smiled widely so I think she realized what it meant.
"I want those opportunities too."
"So we can tell our parents?" I asked hopeful.
"Yes, Britt, we can!"
I jumped up from the bed and did a vibrant happy dance full of dorky moves and funny faces for her. She burst out in never ending laughter.
Geez, I love to make Quinn laugh! This is my new mission in life! I thought and smiled.
When I sat back down, she asked, "When?"
"Well, my parents are home…"
"No time like the present, huh?" she asked and grabbed my hand.
We pulled each other down the stairs to where my parents were relaxing.
~ Mr. Pierce ~
My daughter and Quinn Fabray came bounding down the stairs. I was in the kitchen making something to eat.
"What's with the ruckus?" I asked.
"We have something to tell you and Mom," Brittany said.
"We're sitting in the living room," I said and then Britt pulled Quinn in that direction.
I followed behind the two with my manly sandwich and noticed the closeness, but just assumed it was a Cheerios thing.
"Darling, our lovely daughter and Quinn want to share with us," I announced to my wife.
"Oh, really? Whazzup?" she said and cheekily smiled. Brittany got her funny personality from her mother. And I love her every day for it.
Britt and Quinn began to sit down. As soon as Britt's butt was an inch from the cushion she announced, "Quinn and I are dating!"
The abruptness of the statement almost made Quinn fall over in shock. I had begun to pick up my sandwich to take a bite, but when the news came I decided to eat it later.
"Um, Britt, I haven't even sat down yet," Quinn said in semi shock.
"Oppss. Sorry. I'm excited," my daughter said and looked at her apparent new girlfriend.
"Quinn is that true," my wife asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Pierce, it is," Quinn said shyly.
"Honey, I thought you were dating that nice, tall young man…what's his name? Finn," I asked.
"Daddy, that's been over for a good two months. He videotaped San and Rachel during a private conversation and got it aired on the morning announcements the next morning. I dumped his sorry butt!"
"That's great. Good job standing up for your best friend," my wife applauded.
"Sisters before misters," Britt chanted. Quinn's smile was heart warming as I watched her stare lovingly at my daughter.
"Quinn…you weren't dating anyone prior to this," I asked as my finger swayed from Britt to her.
"No, sir, and let me just say that our relationship is rather new. We just became an official couple like two weeks ago," Quinn informed us.
"So why tell us now," my wife asked with a comforting smile.
"Well, Mom, I want to be able to hold her hand, kiss her cheek, and just be 'Quinn and Brittany' around my family without the weirdness," Brittany told my wife, "And if we didn't tell you we, I, would feel strange doing that in front of you. You taught me to be honest so…"
"That's great, honey," I said to my daughter.
"Yup…As long as the person that you choose makes you happy and feel safe, then that's all that truly matters to us," my wife told Brittany.
Quinn looked at Brittany with admiration in her eyes.
I got her attention by saying, "Oh, Quinn…"
"Yes, sir," she said and looked at me.
"Welcome to the Pierce Clan…" I said happily.
"Thank you, sir. Just so you both know I intend on making your daughter feel happy and safe and loved," she said.
"You already do," Britt chimed in.
My wife stood up and hugged them both. Then Quinn extended her hand to me for a handshake, which I gave her.
"Thank you for being so understanding," she said and smiled at me.
"That's how we roll," I said and they all laughed.
~ Quinn ~
When Britt and I got back to her room, I lunged into her arms for a tight hug. She hugged me back immediately.
"So, I have a question," I asked hesitantly.
"Shoot," she said.
"Do I really make you feel happy and safe or was that just for your parents," I asked.
She grabbed both of my hands, looked down into my hazel eyes, and said, "Yes, Quinn, you do. Even before we started this, you made me feel safe by protecting me in school. I love hanging out with you and that made me feel happy," she replied.
"Wow!"
"What? You didn't know that already?" she asked kind of shocked.
"No, honey, I didn't. Thanks for that," I said.
"You can always count on my honesty about anything, but especially about us," she replied.
I walked over to my phone and dialed my home number. As it rang, I said, "We're calling my parents now!" And then I smiled.
"You don't want to do it in person," she asked.
"Nope. This'll be okay," I said.
On the fourth ring, my Dad answered.
~ Mr. Fabray ~
"Hello," I answered the phone.
"Hi, Dad, it's me," my daughter, Quinn, said.
"Hey, you, um where are you," I said.
"Oh, I'm at Britt's house. Sorry I didn't tell you," she apologized and then continued, "Is Mom around? Britt and I have something to share with you?"
"Hold on…lemme see…JUDY!" I yelled into my house.
"Hold on," my wife yelled back as she walked up to me.
I pressed the button for the speaker function and then said, "Our darling daughter, who is at Britt's house, by the way, has something to share with us."
"Hello, honey," my Mom said.
"Hi, Mom," Quinn said, "So here's the thing…Brittany and I want to tell you that we have been a couple for the last two weeks. We took the two weeks to let it sink in for us and for us to decide if this is what we truly want…"
"It's what I truly want," Brittany said into the phone.
"Oh, hey, Britt," I said.
"Hello, Brittany," my wife said.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. F."
"So, I know this changes things, but I hope you can understand that love shouldn't know gender and that it's the person's heart that matters the most to me," Quinn said.
"Honey, calm down," my wife said and lightly chuckled.
"Hey, Pumpkin, it's alright," I seconded.
"You're not upset with me," Quinn asked surprised.
"Not in the least," I said firmly.
"Not, at all," her Mom seconded.
"Really?" Quinn said in shock.
"Yes, really! We kinda had a clue when you came home and told us you were spending the night with Brittany when her parents were away and then didn't come home that week," my wife said and chuckled again.
"Nothing happened," Britt yelled quickly.
"That's alright dear," my wife said.
"So can you both accept this new relationship I'm in?" my daughter asked us.
"Of course," I said without hesitation.
"Absolutely," my wife said after me.
"Wow! That's great!" Quinn said and sounded relieved.
"Thank you very much for accepting me and Quinn," Brittany said through a smile.
"One night next week, we want to have you over for dinner, Britt!" my wife invited.
"I'm looking forward to it," Brittany replied.
"Oh, Quinn, dear, are you staying for the weekend at Britt's?" my wife asked.
"Yes, she is," Brittany answered instead of my daughter.
"Um, yeah, haha…I guess I am," Quinn said.
"Ok, good to know," my wife said.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for not telling you where I was. I'll work on that," Quinn apologized.
"I'll remind her, Mr. and Mrs. F." Brittany promised.
"Great! Have a nice weekend," I said.
"Yes, enjoy each other," my wife replied.
"Thanks, Mom and Dad…Love you," Quinn said.
Then they hung up.
~ Quinn ~
I stood and held my phone in my hand for a few seconds.
"You okay, baby," Brittany asked me as she wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Sure, honey, I'm amazed at my parents," I said.
"They are great. Can't wait for dinner," Britt said in my arms.
"You're adorable…"
"Oh, am I?" she said and tickled me.
"Haha! Yep, just don't let it go to your head," I reminded her.
She left my hug and sat down in front of her laptop.
"What cha doing?" I asked.
"Nothing," she said with a devious smile.
I walked over to her and looked over her shoulder.
She opened up her Facebook page. As she was posting she said, "The prettiest girl in the world, thinks I'm adorable!" Then she hit the post option on Facebook. Immediately Becky Jackson liked it. I suddenly had an idea…
Then Brittany went to edit her profile.
"Hey, Honey, what are you doing?"
She clicked on the relationship status drop down menu and clicked on the "in a relationship" entry. It asked for more information like "with". Before she tagged me she asked, "Hey, baby, would you mind if I publicized you and me by saying, 'with Quinn Fabray'?"
I thought about what she was asking for a few seconds and discovered that I wanted her to. My parents and her parents knew so nothing was stopping us.
"Go for it!"
She whipped her head up and smiled at me.
She then began to type out my name, but as soon as the website recognized me as being a friend, it automatically entered my name. My profile picture appeared and Britt clicked on it.
Then she noticed that it also gave her the opportunity to add in our anniversary date so she asked, "When's our anniversary?"
"Um, it should be the day that we played, 'Truth or Dare' at San's house and then had that conversation where we shared our first kiss, right?"
"Yes, definitely," she replied.
"I think it was a Sunday. Like October 6th, does that sound right?"
"Yes it was," Brittany said.
"Ok, that's our official anniversary!" I said and jumped up and down.
She smiled and then entered the information in the website and saved the changes.
Becky and Noah immediately liked it.
Then Brittany signed out of her page and into my page with my password. She put "in a relationship with Brittany S. Pierce" and entered our anniversary. Becky and Puck did the same thing to my relationship status update because it appeared in their news feed.
"Well, cross that off the 'To Do' list," she said happily.
"I need to use the laptop, do you mind, Then we can cuddle," I asked.
"Sure…" she said and gave me some privacy by going to the bathroom.
I clicked Becky's profile page and hit the private message option. I started to write her a message.
"Hi, Becky, it's Quinn. I need your help if you're up to it. Will explain if you say "Yes!" on Monday after school. I'll drive you home after we take care of what I need your help with. You in?"
Then I hit the send button. Because Becky was still online, a conversation chat was created between me and her.
"Yes, I'm totally in, Quinn. Thanks for wanting me to help you. See you Monday.," Becky replied.
"Awesome," I wrote back, "See you Monday."
Then I closed the chat and put Britt's laptop on her desk.
I unmade her bed and climbed into it. I laid back against her pillow and looked around her room.
I've been here, in this room, so many times before. Each time was special because she made it that way. You have no doubts that Britt could and quite possibly will make you happy. She's just that kind of wonderful person. You can see years with her and that's something you've never experienced. It's alright to be happy. I give myself permission.
I thought and a huge smile spread across my face.
"What were you just thinking about," she said as she walked back into the room and closer to the bed.
"You," I said honestly and pulled her all the way to her bed. Once she was sitting on the bed, I pulled the collar of her shirt and she went to lie on top of me. I loved this closeness. We didn't have to do anything, but just to know that I could have this closeness in my life is enough for now.
~ Santana ~
"So my dear, how do you want to celebrate the rest of out two month anniversary weekend," I asked Rachel as we were lying in her bed.
'There are many options," she said as she cuddled against my side.
"Do tell," I said contently.
"Um, we could go out to eat, we could order in and watch movies, we could forget about the movie and eating for that matter and just make passionate love to each other for the rest of the weekend…"
"Wow! All of those suggestions are great, especially the last one," I said and smiled, "But I'm hungry, yo!"
"Oh, okay," Rachel said and combed my hair with her fingers, "Would you like for me to get the take out menus?"
"Um, yes, please," I said as I sat up. She sat up also, turned my head in her direction, and kissed me passionately on my lips.
"Don't go missing me too much now," she said as she broke the kiss and got out of bed. She bent down to pick up her shirt and threw it on. She didn't bother to button it since we were home alone.
I watched her leave the room and immediately I felt lonely. To entertain myself for a few minutes, I checked my cell phone.
I found a text from Quinn.
TO SANTANA: Britt and I just told our parents that we are a couple. And we "announced" it on Facebook! Yay!
I smiled brightly after I read this and texted back.
TO QUINN: Congrats on that. I'm really happy for you both! We'll talk Monday.
I sent it and threw the phone down only to pick it up a second later to read, "Yup!" from Quinn.
"Hey, gorgeous," I yelled into the house.
"Yea?" she yelled.
"Britt and Quinn told their parents tonight and they changed their statuses on Facebook," I yelled.
She came walking up the stairs with a stack of takeout menus.
"Mazel," she said and smiled, "Here…order whatever you want."
Because I was sitting up in bed, she climbed in with me and rested her body against mine.
I looked at the various choices and said, "Ok, vegan, Italian, or Chinese."
"Pick something that we both can feed each other," Rachel suddenly suggested.
"Why Miss Berry, you're an animal!"
"ROAR!" she sexily whispered and attacked my lips. I threw the menus into the air and immediately pulled her into me.
"My sweet Jesus, I love this with you," I yelled as she peppered my neck, collarbone, and chest with light kisses.
After another hour of making love we finally did order Chinese and we fed it to each other. The noodles cooperated nicely.
The rest of the weekend was spent in bed and in each other arms.
On Sunday night right before we closed our eyes, I asked, "Rachel?"
'Yes, Santana," she responded.
"Did you enjoy the weekend," I asked meekly.
She turned over and looked me in my eyes. "I love making love to you, Santana. I am beyond happy right now. I can hardly explain my sense of calm and peace," she said and smiled at me.
"I love you," I said and kissed her forehead.
"I love you," she said and turned back over. I pulled her closer to me and we cuddled until we fell asleep.