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!
~Brittany ~
She was lying in my arms on that same Friday evening. We were relaxing after a long week of school. I held my ring up in the air and sighed happily.
"So," she said and startled me because we were resting in silence.
"You scared me, Quinn," I said and chuckled a little.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking," she said. She flipped herself over to look into my blue eyes.
She lost her train of thought for a second, shyly smiled at me, but then said, "I, um, want to take a picture of your ring and put it on Facebook. What do you think?"
"I dunno…"
"What does that mean," she asked me confused. Her smile grew smaller.
"I don't know if I want to. I know when Rachel suggested it, I seemed for it, but I was just trying to make her smile cuz she seemed to be proud of knowing she thought of it first," I said honestly.
"Oh, why not?" she said and sounded hurt. Quinn sat up. This left me cold and longing for her touch again. I sat up too and tried to massage her back. When I touched her I felt her body stiffen. She got up from the bed and walked over to the window.
"Quinn talk to me," I pleaded.
"Are you ashamed of it?"
"God no," I replied quickly.
"Are you ashamed of us?"
"Girl, are you trippin'?" I asked shocked.
She shook her head no. she tried not to grin, but she did a little.
"Quinn, I am certainly not ashamed of us. I love you," I said.
"Then why don't you want to post the photo," she asked.
"I want something to be just ours," I said.
"So why did you show Santana and Rachel," she asked and crossed her arms against her chest.
"I was proud of my ring…"
"Are you not proud of it now," she questioned me with a sad expression on her face.
"Baby, I am beyond proud of it," I said.
I walked over to her and grabbed her face with my hands. "Quinn, look at me. I love you…Wait a minute, aren't you the one who said that she didn't care what other people thought?"
"I want people to see it. Is that so wrong?"
"It's not wrong, but why?" I asked as I tried so hard to understand.
"It's my coming out announcement!" she yelled. I jumped back a little, but took her hand in mine and pulled her back to the bed. I made her sit down with me.
"What do you mean," I asked, "I'm really trying to understand, Quinn."
Her expression softened a little.
"Before you came into my life like you are now, I was presumed straight. I had that one mini fling that I told you about. I dated the new boys who came into school, but not for too long. No one ever excited me or made me feel as special like you do, so I want this picture of your ring to signify my coming out. We can caption the photo with 'Quinn and Brittany forever…here's the proof!' or something like that!"
"Oh, I think I finally get it, but," I said and smiled.
She motioned me to continue. "What happens if we aren't forever," I asked hesitantly.
Her expression softened even more. She pulled me into her chest and I heard her heart beat.
"Brittany, I know the future is uncertain, okay. I know that we may fight, okay. But I'd bet a trillion dollars on the fact that you will always be in my life as my best friend, partner, and amazing lover because I love you and that's never gonna change," Quinn said and smiled.
"You have a trillion dollars?" I asked and scratched my head.
"Is that the only thing you took from that whole thing?" she asked and huffed.
"Haha! Nope. I love you too," I replied with a smile.
She reached for my hand and my ring. I snuggled against her body as we lay on the bed together. We both looked down at it.
"You know, each diamond that is a part of the outline of the heart is going to be a year that we will be together…so if you count them, you'll see that I'll be with you for a very long time, my dear," Quinn said and looked deeply into my eyes.
"Okay," I said with a shaky voice, "Let's take a picture of us. Not just the ring."
"That's a perfect idea!" she said and caressed my cheek with her hand.
After a few seconds, I got up, found my digital camera, and programmed it on its timer. It gave us ten seconds to figure out what position we wanted to be in. I didn't need that long.
I hopped back on my bed and said, "Come here and sit in between my legs."
Quinn quickly slid perfectly in between my legs. She rested her back against my chest. She then grabbed a pillow which was in a pink pillow case. I wrapped my arms around her and positioned my left hand with the ring to rest on the pillow.
We looked at the camera and smiled brightly.
Click!
She got up from the bed and picked up my camera to hand it to me. I found the photo and said, "Aww!"
Then I turned the camera around so she could see it. She grabbed it from me and she inspected it, while I got out the wire I'd use to upload the photo to my computer.
Once it was on my computer screen we manually zoomed in. We both agreed that we liked it. I cropped the photo and went onto Facebook. I uploaded the photo onto the website.
"'Quinn and Brittany forever…True love!'?" I asked Quinn.
"Yes!" she exclaimed and did a raise the roof movement with her arms.
"You're adorable," I said. She smiled shyly.
In a matter of seconds the photo was on the website. We looked at it and then looked at each other.
"Oh, Rachel liked it already," I said as I made it my profile picture. Then I made it hers.
"I'm making it your profile picture too," I said as I remembered her password from a time before.
She walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "Um, was that our first fight," Quinn asked.
"Kinda," I said.
"We did good," she said as she first took a sigh of relief and then looked down at me.
"Yes, we did," I said and looked up, "Do you want comes now?"
"No what?" she teased.
I quickly got up and picked her up. I carried her over my shoulder to my bed and threw her down onto the bed. I immediately straddled her hips.
I looked down at her and simply said, "Make up sex!"
"Yay!" she said and clapped her hands. Then she pulled me on top of her and we made love for most of the night.
~Quinn ~
After hours and hours of making love to the only person I ever wanted to make love to for the rest of my life, she had an idea.
"Hey, Quinn," she asked.
I turned over and threw my arm across her body and laid my head on her chest.
"Yes, dear," I said.
"What do you think about going away next weekend to my parents' winter house," she asked.
"Your 'rents have a winter house," I asked.
"Oh, yeah, I thought you knew that," she said and kissed my cheek.
"Cool. Um, just us or the whole crew?" I asked excitedly.
"Well, the house has three bedrooms and I'd imagine each couple would take a room," she rationalized.
"You're so smart," I whispered as I nuzzled into her body.
"Yea, it's a gift," she said and smiled.
I poked her.
"We'll leave next Friday after school and return Sunday evening," she thought aloud.
"Sounds amazing, baby, do you want to text everyone now," I suggested, "then we can get back to our weekend of love!"
"Weekend of love," she asked and raised her eyebrows.
"Yup. You don't think I'm moving from your arms this weekend, right?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way, sweetie," she replied.
She had put her phone on the edge of the mattress so she fumbled to find it for a minute. Once it was in her hands, she opened a new text message and first went through her contacts and found everybody's phone numbers.
"'Quinn and I cordially invite you to a Weekend of Love at my winter house next Friday afternoon to Sunday evening…please RSVP as soon as possible to either me or Quinn. Be ready to leave as soon as school ends on Friday. We are going to have a great time! Yay!' Sound good," she asked. I kissed her cheek in response. She sent it immediately and then tossed the phone down.
"Come here you," she eagerly yelled.
"Ah," I yelled as I squirmed away from her playfully.
It goes without saying she got me and gave me a passionate, long and sweet kiss.
"I want you again, and again, and again," I encouraged.
"Your wish is my command," she said with a devilish grin.
And we were off.
~ Rachel ~
Santana and I were out at dinner and then we scheduled a movie. Our relationship was going strong, we held hands all the time, stole kisses from each other constantly and made love at every chance we got.
Both of our phones vibrated at the same time. We each picked them up and read.
"Oh, Britt invited us to her parents' house next weekend. Are you free," I asked.
"Yes!" she raised her hands up in the air. "We need this mini vacation…"
I froze.
Are we okay? Is there a problem I don't know about? I thought.
"Is everything okay," I asked nervously.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry. That came out wrong. We are great…I just meant that we needed some time away from our families and away from school with our friends…" she said and smiled at me.
"Then I totally concur," I seconded.
I texted Brittany and Quinn with a "most definitely."
~ Becky ~
I was lying in Noah's arms when our cell phones buzzed at the same time. I sat up and grabbed mine.
"Can you please grab mine," he asked.
"Sure," I said as I grabbed his and handed it to him.
I went to check the message.
"It looks like we've been invited to Britt's winter house next weekend. Can you go?"I asked.
"I don't see why not, it'll be cool," he replied and smiled.
I texted.
TO BRITTANY: Thanks for thinkin' of us. we are both coming. – Becky
Then I sent it.
"Hey, honey," he said, "I'm thinkin' bout making a change."
"Like what?" I threw my phone down gently and faced him.
"I think it's time to lose the Mohawk," he said nervously.
"But, you like it," I said.
"I know, I know…I want to be the guy you need," he said honestly.
"Noah, you already are. You love me and I love you," I said simply.
"But…"
"No buts. I'll stand behind you in whatever you choose to do, but please don't do this for my sake. I love you just the way you are," I said and kissed his cheek.
"No, I wanna do this. Will you come with me tomorrow to the barber shop," he asked.
"Of course," I said and lunged at his lips.
He caught me and we kissed for a long time.
~ Santana ~
As soon as I saw Little B at school on Monday morning, I instantly knew something was different about her. She walked with her head held high and had a new found assuredness about her. She walked past me and I ran to her.
"Becky," I yelled as I ran after her.
"Oh, San, I'm sorry," she said and immediately stopped to hug me.
"No, worries. Hey walk with me to my class," I asked.
"Sure," she replied as we walked together.
"So," I asked with a raised eye brow, "Did you too?"
"Say 'I love you' to each other?" she asked.
I stopped walking and immediately hugged her. "Did you?"
"Yes ma'am, we did," she said and hugged me tighter. "And we also made love," she whispered into my ear.
I dropped my arms from around her. I threw them up in the air and yelled, "Woo hoo!"
She laughed a hearty laugh and we continued to walk.
"Oh, there's something majorly different about him," she said and smiled.
"What?"
"You'll just have to wait and see," she said and pulled me into a hug since we were at my first class.
"Love you, San," she said.
"Love you, too, Becky," I said.
Then I walked into class and she jogged to her class.
~ Puck ~
I saw Becky and Santana just outside the door, but I wanted to give them some privacy. I was too nervous about Santana's reaction to my new look. I saw Santana begin to walk into the room so I lifted up a book and pretended to be reading.
She walked up to my desk and started to say, "Um, are you new? This desk is…"
I looked up at her and smiled brightly.
"Holy fuck," she half yelled, half said in shock.
I just laughed.
"Puck?"
"Yes, Lopez, it's me…do you like it?"
She dragged her fingers through my new haircut. Becky and I went to the barbershop on Saturday and he cut the Mohawk down. I mean down to nothing. I still have hair, but it's now kinda parted. The back of my head is shaved, but the top part is parted. I think I look good.
"I like it a lot," she replied.
"Whew! I was worried. I can ignore other people's reactions, but yours means something," I said and smiled at her. She punched my arm.
"I'm still a badass," I said hesitantly.
"Of course," she said quickly with a smile.
Second Author's Note: After seeing Puckerman's haircut on last night episode of GLEE ("The Quarterback") I was inspired to write this section about his hair cut.
Anyway I hope you like the chapter.