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!

~ Puck ~

Before any of us knew it, the weekend was here.

I had picked up Becky that morning and drove her to school.

"My parents are away this weekend," she said nonchalantly.

"Great!" I replied super nervously.

"I was thinking after our date night you could come over and we could watch movies," she asked.

"Sure," I replied and smiled at her.

"You could even sleep over, um, on the couch, cuz sometimes I get lonely by myself in my big, empty house," she suggested.

"You know what?"

"No, what?"

I'd love to," I said excitedly.

"You wanna?" she asked disbelievingly.

"Yup, sweetie, I do. Maybe after school we can drop by Casa Puckerman so I could get clothes. Sound good?" I asked.

"Sure, Noah!" Becky said and clapped her hands excitedly.

When we pulled into the parking lot at school, I turned off the ignition to my car and we sat there for awhile. I reached for her hand and I gently massaged it with mine. She jumped at the sensation, but smiled at me. I started to move in for a kiss. Just as our lips were about to brush against each other, there was a tap on the window.

Becky looked in the direction of the noise and put on her best annoyed face, which is always so adorable. It made Santana smile brightly.

I rolled down the window and asked, "Hmm, yes, Lopez?"

"Nothing," she said as she made air kisses in Noah's direction.

"Very adult-like, Santana," Becky noted.

"Hey! It's only fair," Santana said and winked.

"True, very true," Becky said as she realized what Santana meant.

"I'm thinkin' I don't wanna know," I said.

"Good call, baby," Becky said and patted my leg.

"I gots to walk your girl to her first class," Santana said and smiled.

She ran to the other side of my car and pulled opened the door. "Little B," she said as she ushered Becky out.

"I guess I don't have a choice," Becky said as she started to get out. Then she paused, whipped around, and grabbed my face. She kissed me passionately and I was taken aback.

"There ya go," Becky said after she broke the kiss. She patted me on my cheek and then left my car. She left me there totally speechless.

Santana leaned forward and pretended to wipe a falling tear. "My little girl's growing up," she said with a fake, shaky voice.

Becky smiled and then they walked into the building.

~ Becky ~

Once we were inside school, she walked with me to my locker.

"Where's your better half," I asked as I looked around.

"She already got here, and is in the library," Santana said.

"Oh…" I said, "After school I'm going to his house so he can get clothes for the night. He's staying over!"

Santana paused on the spot. It took me a few seconds to realize this and when I did, I ran back to her and pulled her along.

"Really," she asked as she caught up with my strides.

"Yup, is that too hard to believe?"

"No, honey, not at all. Just shocking that Puck wants to actually do that with another person, let alone, a girl," she said amazed.

"I'm surprised too, but happy," I said and smiled.

"So…do you think that tonight's the night," she asked shyly.

"I don't know. I hope to talk to him about it. I think I'm putting too much pressure on it, ya know? Just cuz you and Rachel have and Quinn and Britt have…"

Santana stopped again so I stopped with her.

"Oh honey, don't compare all of us to you two," she suggested.

"I can't help it," I said and hung my head down.

Santana put her fingers under my chin to raise my eyesight to her.

"Becky, you do it with Puck whenever it feels right, understand? It has been meaningful to you both…not cuz you want to fit in, cuz Little B, you already do fit in!"

She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. Then she took my hand and pulled me to my class.

~ Puck ~

I texted my Mom when I got to my first class.

TO MOM: After school I'm coming home to grab clothes. Then Becky & I are going out. pls b home when we get there.

I hit the send button.

I opened my notebook and was about to write something down when my phone buzzed.

TO NOAH: Of course, I'll make sure I'm home. Excited to meet her. anything I should kno?

I thought about that question, then I texted.

TO MOM: just that she's very special to me. I want you to like her. she's different…

I sent it.

In a few minutes, I read.

TO NOAH: different how?

I simply texted back, "She means the world to me!"

Then I put my phone away.

~ Becky ~

Finally it was the end of the day. I was walking to my locker when I saw my hunk of man by my locker. He's so cute with his tight tee shirt, ripped jeans, and Mohawk. I am glad that he picked me and that I picked him. I ran up to him and threw my arms around his torso.

"Hi, Noah," I said in the hug.

"Well, hello to you too," he said and chuckled. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. It didn't faze him that we were hugging in the middle of our crowded school with eyes on us. I was the happiest then.

He kissed the top of my head and then said, "You about ready?"

"You have no idea!" I said exhausted.

He laughed and grabbed my hand. I emptied my book bag and got my notebooks for homework. I started to sling it over my shoulders, but he grabbed it and held it for me.

"Thank you," I said.

"You're my girl, it's only right!" he said and winked at me.

Then he tugged me out of school and into his car. He held my hand as he drove to his house.

Once we arrived there, he turned off the car and got out. He jogged around to my side and opened my door.

"You ready?" he asked as he extended his hand.

"Yes, I'm excited," I replied, smiled up at him, and grabbed his hand.

"Good. So am I." he said as he led me to his house.

We walked inside and he yelled, "We're here!"

We found his younger brother, Jake, on the couch. He was playing a video game.

"Hey, Jake, this is Becky," Noah said.

Jake quickly looked at me and said, "Hey!"

I extended my bent fist for a fist bump which he gave me. Then he returned to the game.

"Okay," I said as Noah brought me further into the house.

"Where is this girl that you say is so-," his Mom said as she sauntered into the room. She stopped short and looked down at me.

"Mom, this is Becky. Becky, this is my Mom," Noah introduced.

"Hello, Mrs. Puckerman, it's nice to meet you," I said as I extended my hand for a handshake. She looked down at it and hesitated for a few seconds.

"You can't catch what I had," I said as I knew full well what was happening.

"It's nice to meet you," Mrs. Puckerman said softly. She put her hand in mine, but didn't squeeze it or anything. I squeezed tighter than usual.

Noah had to have noticed what was happening, but he didn't say anything.

Instead he said, "I'm going to go upstairs and pack some clothes."

He started to walk towards the stairs when his Mom called out, "Wait! I'll come with you."

Noah turned around and saw me let go of his Mom's hand.

"I'll be down in a few minutes," he said and kissed the top of my head.

"Okay," I said.

~ Mrs. Puckerman ~

My son and I went upstairs to his room and he immediately grabbed his duffle bag and started to fill it.

"So what do you think?"

"She's different," I replied.

"Do you like her?"

"Um," I said.

Noah stopped packing to look at me.

"Mom, do you like my girlfriend," he asked again.

"Are you playing a joke on her," I asked.

"A JOKE!" he yelled.

"Yes, and lower your voice," I instructed.

"No, I care about her a lot," he said with a shaky voice.

"Are you serious?"

"I have never been more serious about a girl than I am about Becky. She has changed me, Mom. I can't believe you don't realize that!"

I stared at him in shock. "Have you two…"

"I refuse to answer that question. I don't see her disability…I only see Becky. She's wonderful," he said and looked at me.

"I—," I started to say.

"Look, Mom, I didn't bring her here for your approval. It would have been nice if you tried though. I brought her here to meet my family like I've met hers. She's going to be a part of my life, no matter what," he said.

"Ok, just think about the future," I advised.

"Since our first date, I've thought about the future nonstop. My future is with Becky…" he yelled.

I was shocked to see his expression and hear his words.

He rushed past me and headed for the stairs.

~ Becky ~

I would be lying if I said that I didn't hear any of the conversation.

"Hey, Becky," Jake asked, "Wanna play?"

He handed me the controller and started a new game for me. I think that he thought that I'd "play like a girl", but I did great and I almost beat his high score.

"Oh shit," he said shocked. I smiled at him. He ruffled his hair with his hand.

"Thanks for letting me play," I said and smiled.

"Sure, no problem. Listen, I'm sorry you had to hear that," he said and pointed up.

"It's kinda okay. I knew your Mom may not like me…"

"She doesn't even know you," he interrupted.

"I know. I want her to try to get to know me," I said honestly.

"I'm sorry…" Jake apologized.

Before I could say anything, we heard a commotion coming from the stairs. Noah ran down as he looked at the ground.

"C'mon Becky, we're leaving," he said without looking up.

I didn't question it and followed behind him.

"Bye, Jake," I said as we left the house.

"Bye, Becky, it was nice to meet you," he replied.

Noah's Mom flew down the stairs after us.

"Noah, wait a minute," she yelled.

By that time, we were at his car. He held the door open for me and I got in. I listened and watched the scene as it played out before me.

"If you think you can tell me who I can build a relationship with and…love…you're mistaken," Noah said and got in his car.

When he put the key in the ignition the car turned on quickly, he sped off.

When we were a few blocks away from his house, I asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No!" he barked and I saw the whiteness on his knuckles as he gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Ok, I'm here when you want to," I said to make sure he knew.

I pulled out my cell phone and sent out a text.

TO SANTANA: His Mom hates me. :-(

I sent it and then placed my phone on my lap. Within a few second it buzzed.

TO BECKY: Aww. Just remember, you're dating him and NOT his Mom. Talk 2morrow.

After reading what Santana wrote, I felt a little bit better. She was right. I was in a relationship with him, not his Mom. Do I ultimately want her to like me? Of course.

We reached the diner and got out of the car. We walked into the restaurant and sat down at a table quickly.

After we ordered, he looked at me.

~ Noah ~

"So that didn't go well," I said sadly.

"It didn't go as I had hoped, but your brother's cool. He reminds me of you a lot," she said.

I smiled.

"So I have a question," she asked.

"Shoot!" I said, smiled, and then sat back on the seat.

"Do you still want to date me?"

I got up from my seat, walked over to her, and knelt down on my knees. I looked up into her eyes and said, "Absolutely. Why would you ask that?"

"Your Mom hates me," she said with a shaky voice.

I continued to look at her. "That doesn't mean anything. I know I got upset, Becky, but that's only cuz I wanted her to like you immediately. I think I overthought it. You did nothing wrong."

"Then why do I feel so bad," she asked as she began to cry.

I leaned up and kissed her forehead. Then I got to my feet and pulled her into a hug.

"I'll talk to her the next time I go home, okay?"

She nodded in my arms. That made her tears stop, which I was happy about.

~ Becky ~

After that we finished dinner and had a fun time, laughing and talking.

Then we headed to my house. We got there and got out of the car. He got his bag from the backseat and then grabbed my hand with his free hand.

We walked up to the door and I unlocked it.

Once inside, he went over to the couch and was about to throw his bag down next to the couch.

"Oh, um, Noah, you're not sleeping on the couch," I said and smiled shyly.

"Where am I going to sleep?"

"With me!"

He looked at me shocked. I walked up to him and grabbed his hand and the bag. I pulled him up the stairs to my bedroom.

When we got inside I put my stuff down and I pointed to where to put his.

I then ran and jumped on my bed. I bounced a couple of times and yelled, "Wee!"

He smiled and walked over to my desk chair and sat down. I sat Indian style on my bed and we looked at each other for a few seconds.

Then he said, "So this brings up something I've wanted to talk to you about…"

"Me too," I said and smiled.

"Um, I don't know how to start…" he said and looked nervous.

"May I start," I asked.

He uncrossed his legs and said, "Sure…"

"Are we ever going to make love," I asked.

"Yea, we are…"

"When?"

"When," he asked.

I nodded my head.

"Um, good question. I don't know. I want to…" he trailed off.

"But," I added.

"Becky, I just don't want to hurt you physically or emotionally," he confessed.

I got up from the bed and knelt in front of him. I looked up at him and asked, "How do you think you're gonna hurt me?"

"Um, this is your first time, right? So right there is how I might hurt you physically. And emotionally, well, some of the people around us may not approve…"

"Fuck the people around us…" I said straight faced.

He laughed then I got back on my bed.

"You're beautiful, funny, loyal to everyone, a great person, a great friend, a wonderful girlfriend, and a great listener," he said honestly.

"So how come you don't want to get all up in this," I said and smiled at him brightly.

He sat there, in my chair and looked at me. He tried very hard not to laugh because he knew, although I was being funny, I was also being serious.

Then he moved the chair closer to the bed. Noah got up and gently lunged at me. I was shocked, but I caught him as we fell backwards on the bed. I looked up at him and he looked down at me. He smiled at me.

Then he kissed me. And I kissed back.

From there things began to happen. He undressed me and I helped to undress him. We had broken the kiss to do this, but I dove right back at his lips the minute that most of our clothes were on the floor.

"If you are uncomfortable with anything at anytime, you tell me and we stop. No questions asked, okay?"

I nodded my head.

He gently pushed me backward and straddled my body. He moved into a push up kind of position. He lowered his head to kiss me. When we were kissing I grabbed his waist and pulled him on top of me. We instantly started to grind together. I think he felt himself get aroused because he stopped kissing me and said, "I don't have a condom…I didn't think this would happen tonight, I'm sorry!"

"Get up for a minute," I asked and he fell off of me and onto my bed.

I pulled open a night stand drawer and blindly searched for what I had bought with Santana.

"Oh shit," I yelled nervously.

"What?" he asked confused.

"I can't find-," I started to say, but stopped myself when my hand brushed against the box.

"Thank you sweet Jesus," I exclaimed as I pulled out the box.

I handed it to him. At first I knew that he didn't know what was happening. He looked down at the box in bewilderment.

"When?"

"A few days ago with San," I said with a smile.

"A lesbian bought you condoms?"

"No…a lesbian helped me to pick them out…I paid for them," I said with another smile.

"How did she know?"

"Santana's da bomb!"

"Um, okay," he replied with a smile.

Then I lunged at him which made him fall back onto the bed. I excitedly began to kiss him hard.

"Becky," he said in between kisses.

I didn't answer. I just kept kissing him.

"Hold on," he laughed and said, "Let me put one of these on!"

I stopped kissing him immediately and while he was putting a condom on, I removed my underwear and bra and tossed them aside.

He then gently climbed on top of me and we began to grind together again. At first it was slow and sweet. Then I reached around and grabbed his butt. I squeezed it with my two hands.

After that I felt him go deeper and deeper inside of me. I winced at the newness of the situation. He looked down at me and asked, "You okay?"

I didn't answer. I connected our lips together in an electrifying kiss. With the kiss I felt him go even deeper.

"I feel something funny in my stomach," I breathed out as he was fondling my breasts with one hand.

"You might be getting ready to have an orgasm," he said with a sly grin, "That's how I know that I'm doing okay!"

"Oh, I hope I have many cuz you're making me feel so good," I said and pulled him down on me again.

He laughed, but kissed me hard.

I felt my orgasm build and build until I screamed, "I'm coming!" I pulled at his body so I could hold him as I came.

"Me too," he said as he gave us one more thrust inside me.

"Noah," I screamed.

"Becky," he screamed back. We kept each other in our arms for a while as we made sure that we both fully enjoyed what had just happened between us.

After the panting had stopped, he kissed my forehead and I nuzzled into his body.

"That was amazing," he said and wiped the sweat off of his forehead.

"I've never felt loved like that before. Not just from the sex, but from the way you take care of me," I said with a tear falling down my cheek.

"Oh baby, don't cry," he said and reached up to wipe it away.

All of a sudden we both got sleepy as we lay there together.

"Noah, I need to tell you something before I lose my nerve," I said.

"Ok," he replied.

"I think I love you," I said boldly.

"I think I love you, too," he revealed happily as I laid in his arms.

I smiled brightly.

Then we fell asleep.

Second Author's Note: Hi, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I thought about whether or not to end the chapter the way I did. I decided to write it like this to illustrate my point that all Becky wanted is to be loved despite her "challenges". I feel that Noah loves her the way she hoped for. This is what I hope to have some time in my future.

I am a lesbian and have never experienced sex with a man before so if their "sexy time" scene is horrible, I apologize. I wrote it how I thought it would happen.

I hope you enjoyed it. Please R&R! Thanks!