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!
~ Santana ~
Rachel and I were standing at my locker when all of a sudden I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder. I tilted my head to the left and saw the most beautiful, heart-shaped, silver ring I had ever seen. I immediately recognized the hand.
I spun around and yelled, "No fucking way!"
"SANTANA!" Rachel scolded me, but I didn't care.
Britt smiled at me and said, "Yes, fucking way!"
Rachel chimed in and asked, "Britt, are you engaged?"
Before Brittany could answer, Quinn walked up to the group.
"Yo, did you propose, girl," I asked.
"Nope, I didn't propose…only cuz we're too young to get married," Quinn said.
"Wussup with the ring then," I asked.
"It's a promise ring," Brittany said, "Quinn promised she'd always be there for me. She'll love me forever. Quinn will protect me and shelter me. She will give me her heart without hesitation or worry. And Quinn said that she is so in love with me right now and we've just begun. Is that right, baby?"
"BINGO!" Quinn raised her hands in a "raise the roof" gesture.
We all smiled.
"Well, I am very proud of you…Quinn," I said, "You're letting life happen…Bravo! Let's give 'em a round of applause!" Then I clapped in a circle to demonstrate a round of applause.
Quinn smirked, but said, "Thank you, Santana. I'd like to give you all the credit, but I'm not!"
I playfully pouted my lips, but said, "Partial?"
"Half of partial," Britt interjected.
We all looked at each other and laughed, then I said, "Good one, B!"
I extended my hand for a high five and she smacked it.
"You've have to Facebook that ring," Rachel said as she pulled Britt's hand up to admire it.
"Ooh, good idea," Brittany said, "Can we Quinnie?"
"Quinnie," I asked and pretended to crack a whip.
She stuck out her pink tongue at me.
"Besides the ring something else happened last night…We…" Brittany began, but Quinn quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
Rachel and I knew immediately what Britt was going to say because of the immense blush that appeared on Quinn's cheeks.
"They don't have to hear about that, honey," Quinn quickly said.
"Um, yes we do," I teased, "But it's too early now, B!"
Quinn shyly grimaced. "Let's go to your first class, Britt!"
Brittany pulled me and Rachel into a bone crushing hug.
"Ooff!" I exclaimed as she made contact.
"Sorry, S!" she said excitedly.
"No worries," Rachel said for me as Britt tightened her grip on her.
Then the two couples separated. Each walked hand in hand in the opposite direction.
~ Becky ~
I needed to talk with Santana more about my feelings for Puck!
I suddenly saw her walking down the hall and I bellowed, "SANTANA!"
She whipped herself around, saw who was yelling to her, and yelled back. "BECKY!"
I started to run towards her.
"Don't run in the hallway," Mr. Schuester commanded, but I didn't listen to him.
When I got to her, I stopped and took a deep breath.
"You rang?" she said and smiled.
I smiled widely at her and said, "I need to talk to you, in private, in the next few days. Even if we sit in your car and just talk. I need your advice again."
"Sure, I'm free after school today. I'll drive you home and we'll chat," she suggested.
"Great. I'll tell 'my boy' that he doesn't have to drive me home," I said. I grabbed her and hugged her tightly.
"Aww," Quinn and Brittany said as they walked past us.
"Come, I'll walk you to your next class," Santana said and smiled.
She grabbed my hand and we swayed them back and forth. In those few minutes, we were "SanBecky", which made me happy.
"Okay, so I'll see you by your locker after the last bell. Take your time," she said and reached down and kissed my cheek.
"Okay, thanks San!"
"No worries, Little B!" she said and strutted away like a supermodel.
"Work it!" I yelled after her which only made her toss her hips back and forth more.
I walked into the classroom and sat down. I texted Noah.
TO NOAH: San is driving me home today. girl talk.
I sent it.
In a second, Noah replied, "Oh, okay. Oh btw, we need to have date night tomorrow night. whatever you wanna do, I'm down for. "
I replied, "Yay! I'll think about it. Bye!"
Thinking our conversation was over I put my phone down on the table, but picked it up in a second to read, "Okie dokie pokie…."
I laughed.
~ Coach Sylvester ~
I felt the need to touch base with four of my Cheerios: Santana Lopez, Becky Jackson, Brittany Pierce, and Quinn Fabray. I wanted to have a chat with all of them so I announced their names over to PA system.
"Will the following people please report to my office IMMEDIATELY? Santana Lopez, Becky Jackson, Brittany Pierce, and Quinn Fabray. I mean NOW!" I bellowed into the system. Then I jogged back to my room to wait for them.
Santana got there first, but waited for the rest of them. Becky emerged next, then Brittany and Quinn who were holding hands.
"What does she want?" Becky asked timidly.
"I don't know, but," Quinn started. I watched as she grabbed Becky's hand who grabbed Santana's who grabbed Brittany's other hand.
"We are in this together," she said.
She put on her best fake smile and led the small group into my office.
"Ah, ladies, have a seat," I commanded.
They filed in and took the three seats. Brittany plopped down on the floor. Quinn looked down at and mouthed, "You okay?"
Brittany nodded.
"Well, I summoned you all here because I feel that things are getting out of hand," I told them.
"Things, Coach?" Santana asked.
"Yes, Sandbags," I replied snarky.
"How so," Quinn asked as she put her hand on Santana's shoulder.
"Well, Quinn, word around the school is that you're playing for a 'different team' now…" I said and emphasized the words "different team".
"She's on 'Team Brittany'!" Brittany said and smiled which got her a sideway smile from Quinn.
"Explain," I asked, sat back in my chair, and folded my arms.
"Well, Coach, Quinn and I are starting to fall in love with each other. She gave me this really pretty promise ring," Brittany said and held up her ring.
I shot daggers at Quinn.
"Are you disappointed, Coach?" Quinn asked.
"Um, a little…" I said.
"Ok, hold up," Santana interrupted. "Is that why you've called all of us in here?"
"Yes, it is," I replied.
"Why Coach?" Becky finally spoke up.
"Cuz you're slipping, Jackson," I asked.
"How have I slipped," she asked innocently.
"You're dating Puckerman," I said.
"Proudly," Becky said and folded her arms against her chest. The three girls warmly smiled at Becky and I was speechless.
There was silence for a few seconds and then Santana sounded off, "If you're expecting us to choose between our partners or the Cheerios and you, then I'm sorry, lady, I'm choosing Rachel, every time!"
"And I choose Noah," Becky said proudly.
"I choose Quinn," Brittany said assured. She held up the ring again.
"And I choose Brittany," Quinn said happily. They grabbed each other's hands and squeezed them tightly.
"I see…" I said.
"Coach, let me ask you a question," Brittany said.
"Ok," I allowed.
"Have we missed one practice in the last three months," Brittany asked and they all peered at me.
"No," I said.
"Have we let our relationships interfere with our schoolwork," Brittany asked.
"No, in fact, amazingly you all are doing better than before," I said.
"Have we disrespected you or the fellow cheerleaders with our relationships," Brittany asked.
"No you haven't. You all have been good about PDA's at least in front of me," I said.
"Have we lost what it takes to win you trophies?" Brittany asked.
"Nope, not at all," I gave up the fight.
"So what's the big deal," Brittany said.
Before I had the chance to respond Santana cut in, "Look Coach, each of us is either in love with our partner or is on the way there. Can't you just be happy for us?"
"Be happy?" I repeated her question.
They all shook their heads.
"I guess I'll try," I said. They all took a deep sigh.
"Now go!" I demanded. They all scurried out of my office. I watched as they entered the hallway. They made a small circle and high fived each other.
They taught me to lighten up a little and learn more about tolerance. Becky does that every day for me, but it never hurts to practice it more.
~ Santana ~
Rachel and I walked up to Becky after school and I hugged her from behind. She jumped in the air and then asked, "Noah?"
"Nope. Does Noah have perfectly cut nails," I said and laughed.
"No, no, he doesn't," she said and smiled.
Becky looked up at Rachel and said, "I'm sorry I'm stealing your girl again."
Rachel crouched down and said, "It's not a problem, as long as you give her back?"
She extended her hand to Becky and she shook it.
"Great!" I said as I pushed both girls out of the school. I threw my keys to Becky and said, "I'm going to walk Rachel to her car. Be right back."
As I walked Rachel to her car, I saw Becky get into the driver's seat and start the car.
"You better not drive away," I yelled at Becky.
"I won't…"
When we got to Rachel's car, I went in for a kiss. As soon as my lips grazed hers, I heard my car horn beep. "Get a room!" Becky yelled.
"We've already gotten one," Rachel yelled back and I stood there speechless.
"See you tonight," Rachel said hopeful as she looked into my eyes.
"Most definitely," I answered and lunged at her lips. She caught me and returned the kiss hungrily.
"Call your Dads and tell them you're not coming home tonight. Then go to my house and tell my Mom that. I won't be too long, okay?" I asked.
"Your wish is my command," she said slyly.
"Well, I'll have more wishes later," I said and beamed at her.
Then my horn sounded again. I let go of Rachel and smiled.
Then I walked over to my car yelling, "Patience! Heard of it? Move over!"
Once Becky and I were on the road, she blurted, "I wanna buy condoms!"
I nearly swerved off the road. "You wanna buy what?"
"Condoms," she repeated.
"For what?"
"Um, Santana, I know you're gay, but…"
"Hey, don't make me turn this car around," I said mothering, "I know what they're used for. So you're that serious about him, huh?"
"Yes, I am," she said, "Doesn't mean that I'm not scared out of my mind, but I am sure. We're going out tomorrow night and I think I'll at least bring the conversation up."
"Yeah, talk to him about it. Get his full attention and go from there," I suggested, "So why the condom run now?"
"If on the chance that he wants to, I gots to be ready, right?" she asked me. I smiled at her for using my word.
"Yes, Little B, you gots to be ready," I said, "I guess we're going condom hunting."
~ At the same time, Puck ~
I timidly walked up to the Jacksons' house and knocked on the door. In a few seconds, Mr. Jackson opened it.
"Hello, Mr. Jackson," I started, "How are you?"
"Fine…Um, Becky's out with Santana, Puck!"
"Oh I know. I was hoping to talk with you if you have the time," I asked with a little smile.
"Oh, sure, come on in," he said and extended his hand for a handshake.
I shook his hand and then he escorted me to his study.
"Is Mrs. Jackson home?"
"No, she's still at work. Just us boys! Can I get you anything," he asked.
"No thank you," I answered.
I looked around nervously and then he got my attention.
"What's on your mind," he asked.
"Um, ok, here it goes. What I'm about to share with you is going to be kinda awkward being that you are my girlfriend's father. I don't want to mess any of this up so that's why I am coming to you first before I tell your daughter my thoughts on the subject…" I said nervously.
"And that subject would be?"
"Showing our love physically to each other," I said.
Mr. Jackson took a full minute to fully understand what I was talking about. Then it hit him. "Oh, oh, you mean sex," he asked.
"Mr. J., I've just had sex before with girls who didn't mean anything to me, but your daughter…she means the world to me. I want to experience what people talk about when they talk about making love to someone they care about," I said boldly.
"I appreciate your candor and you taking the time to come talk to me about it. Do you have any concerns?"
"Yes, sir," I said beyond nervously. He sensed this.
"Listen, right now, Noah, don't think of me as Becky's Dad. Think of me as just another man talking about this very important issue. What are your concerns," he asked.
I took a deep breath and said, "Hurting her emotionally as well as possibly physically. I know that I'd be her first time and I'd like for her to remember this experience for a long time and to look back on me, if something were to happen in the future, as a great guy who was the right guy for her."
"Well, I wasn't expecting that answer," he said and patted me on the back. "What could happen in the future with you two?"
"I don't know. No one does. I just want to fully love your daughter, sir," I said.
"Well, that's the first thing you need to think about…the future. Can you love Becky and be the provider for her that she deserves?"
"Santana said something like that to me," I said, "This is how I know that Becky's important to me. I've never given sex this much thought. I'm growing up, I guess!"
"Noah, I'm not going to give you my blessing on this," he started.
"I, honestly, sir, didn't come here for that reason. I'll most likely need your blessing for something else, but that's in the future. I know this was strange so I thank you for talking with me."
"It's alright, Noah," he said and chuckled. "I hope I helped. Just know you've shown me what kind of man you've become since you've met Becky. I trust you to take care of her, but if hear that you've disrespected her in any way, we will have another talk."
"I totally understand. Santana will be the second one on that list…" I shot up and said, "I have to leave. I don't know what I'd do if Becky came home now. Could we please keep this between you and me?"
I extended my hand.
"Of course," he said and got up to shake my hand.
"I'll see you tomorrow night. I'm taking Becky out," I said.
"Actually, my wife and I are going away for the weekend. Becky doesn't know that yet. We were going to tell her during dinner," he said.
"Have a nice weekend then," I said, "Same curfew for her?"
"Yes," he said and patted me on the back again.
I walked out of his house feeling a little bit better. I still had some thinking to do, but I thought it was a good idea to speak to him.
~ Santana ~
As I drove Becky home from the pharmacy, I told her to hide the bag where ever she hides things that she doesn't want her parents to see.
"One step ahead of you. I know where I'll put them," she said.
As we got to her house, she stuffed them into her bag. While she was doing that, I noticed Puck's car as it bolted from the Jackson's house. Becky didn't see it. I thought that was what Puck hoped for…for Becky not to see his car.
"Thanks for your help," Becky said.
"No worries. There's a first time for everything," I said as I pulled over. She hugged me tightly and then got out of the car.
"See you tomorrow," she said and then jogged into the house.
Before I drove away, I reach for my cell phone.
I texted Puck.
TO PUCK: why were you leaving the Jackson's?
I hit the send button.
In a second he responded.
TO SANTANA: not what you think. It was a positive talk. C u tomorrow.
I didn't text him back. I drove off to my house and to my love.
~ Rachel ~
I informed my fathers that I'd be at Santana's house for probably the night. They seemed almost happy to hear that news. I don't want to know why exactly…
Once I got to her house, Maribel opened the door.
"She's not here, but c'mon in," she told me.
"Yes, she said that I should inform you that I'd be spending the night and that she'd be home shortly. Becky needed her help with something…"
"Oh, ok, do you want to watch TV?" she asked.
"Um, if you don't mind, would it be okay if I started my homework," I asked.
"Of course," Maribel said and smiled.
"Another time," I asked.
"Sure! Go on up," she suggested.
I ran up the stairs and into Santana's room.
I threw my things aside and, since it was a nice, cool day, I opened her window a little for the fresh air.
I wanted to do something that would shock her. I thought and thought. Then the brilliant idea hit me.
I undressed and made a small pathway of my clothes from her door to her bed.
I heard the front door slam closed so I quickly jumped onto her bed and rested against the headboard. I crossed my leg.
"Rachel," she began as she opened the door, "Holy fuck!"
She froze with the widest grin on her face.
"Did you have an enjoyable time with Becky?"
She couldn't speak.
"Santana," I said.
Nothing.
I smiled.
I then moved closer to her, but remained on the bed.
"Santana," I said again.
Again she stood there with her mouth agape. I sexily got up from her bed and walked towards her. I watched her gaze fall to my chest with every step I took. When I got to where she was standing, I first slammed the door, what was partially shut, closed and locked it. Then my hands reached for her face and I pulled her into a kiss all in one motion. We connected our lips and immediately I intensified the kiss. She wasted no time as her tongue darted into my mouth when I opened it for air.
I moaned. She moaned.
I started to undress her as we both began to move backwards to the bed. Once we at the foot, she was pretty much naked except for her underwear and bra, which she ripped off of her body. I fell backwards and she fell forward and on top of me.
"Ouch!" I said, but laughed right after.
She reconnected our kiss and her hands immediately found their way to my breasts.
"I love your berries," she informed me after she broke the kiss. She squeezed them with both hands.
"I'm glad!" I moaned into her ear.
I found her lips again. We kissed in that position for a very long time. Then my hands found her butt and I squeezed both of her cheeks at the same time.
"I love your perfectly shaped ass," I complimented, "I can get two handfuls easily and squeeze them like this."
I squeezed.
"Oh, Ms. Berry, you're turning me on," she said sexily.
"That was my idea," I said and smiled.
As I was smiling her hand moved down all the way to my pussy. She teased me for a few seconds and then she put of her perfectly tanned fingers inside me. My smile turned into an expression of lust, want, and desire.
"Oh, San," I moaned softly. I don't know how I found the strength or courage, but my hand moved down to her pussy and I put a finger inside her. We both moved our fingers around inside of each other.
"Put another one in," we both panted at the same time. We then took another finger and placed it inside.
"Rach," she moaned. I moved my two fingers around as much as I could. I wiggled them, pulled them out and then back inside, and I even used my thumb to massage her clit. I had her coming undone. And I knew it.
To reciprocate, she put one finger further inside me and I moaned, "Ah!" She pushed even further and that was pretty much all it took.
"I'm about to…" I told her.
"So am I…push deeper," she asked.
As soon as I did, we both had orgasms at the same time.
"Rachel," she yelled.
"Santana," I yelled back with a shaky voice.
Before I pulled out of her I made sure that she was finished riding the wave. I said, "I love you, Santana!"
She let me fully orgasm and then she looked deep into my eyes and said, "I love you so much, Rachel!"
Then we kissed.
~ Santana ~
A little while later as we were lying in the afterglow of what we had just done, she asked me, "What did Becky need your help with?"
"She needed a ride to the pharmacy."
"Oh, is she feeling okay," she asked out of concerned.
"Oh, yeah she's fine. She needed help with picking something out," I said bashfully.
"Oh, what?"
"Condoms," I said honestly.
She picked up her head that was lying on my chest, looked me in the eyes, and asked in shock, "Did you just say 'condoms'?"
"Indeed I did. Who would have thought it…a lesbian would be helping her Down syndrome friend buy condoms," I said and chuckled a little.
Second Author's Note: I'm sorry that this took so long to get posted. I was reading "Someone to Love You" by lovesparks007. It's a great "Pezberry" story. I've also been going through some stuff. Please forgive me.
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