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Dani POV

I really thought this was a good idea at the time but have since realised, I have no idea what I'm doing. Santana was going to ask her parents to watch Bailey this weekend as she has Lauren's bachelorette thing but I decided that I had no plans so why shouldn't I do it? So stupid.

Santana is packing her suitcase and I'm awkwardly sitting in the kitchen trying to figure out how to get myself out of this situation. The reality of there being no one but me and Bailey for almost 3 days hit me right about the time he threw a tantrum at breakfast this morning because he wanted strawberry yoghurt and we only had vanilla. Santana was in the shower and my attempts to calm him down were completely ineffective. I didn't really think passed the fact that we get along.

I'm pulled from my thoughts by Santana's hand on my shoulder and it causes me to flinch.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"No it's okay, I was off in my own world, I didn't hear you come in."

"Oh yeah? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just thinking" I smile up at her.

"Are you sure? Do you want me to stay home?"

"No no, not at all. I'm just a bit nervous." Santana grabs my hand.

"Baby, I wouldn't have agreed if I didn't think you could do this. But if you want me to call my parents, I'm sure they won't mind watching Bailey." As she says this, I realise how silly I'm being.

"No, it'll be okay, we'll be okay." I smile at her trying to convince both her and myself of the fact.

"The girls will be here in about 20 minutes, all the numbers are on a list on the pin board in the kitchen, including my parents. If you need them to watch him, just call them."

"Okay" I say, gaining a bit of my confidence back. I pull her in to my lap hoping to get some cuddles in before she has to go.

"I'll miss you" She says as she nuzzles my neck.

"Me too, but it's better than 3 weeks apart" I say stroking her hair

"True. I'm not gonna cope when you tour" She looks at me with a pout.

"That may not even happen, it depends how well the album does"

"The single is already doing so well; the album will do just as well. Stop doubting yourself." She kisses me before I get a chance to say anything more.

She pulls away and gazes in to my eyes "I love you superstar"

"I love you too" I say before leaning in for another kiss.

Bailey and I had managed to get through 2 full days alone without any problems. Santana was due back in a couple of hours and the kid has gone crazy. I have no idea what has gotten in to him but he is being an absolute terror. He is currently jumping up and down on the couch and is not listening to a single word I'm saying.

"Bailey, stop jumping on the couch, I already told you, you're going to hurt yourself!" I try to sound as intimidating as possible.

"NO!" He screams and keeps jumping.

This has been going on for over 20 minutes. Each time, I pull him off the couch and he throws a tantrum, then as soon as my back is turned he is back up there.

"Do you want to go to your room?"

"NO!" Apparently the only word he knows today.

I'm about to walk over and pull him off the couch again when he loses his footing and falls off. It all happens in so quickly and he lands on the rug with a thud. Time seems to stand still and there is silence followed by his terrified screams. By the time I get to him, there is blood all over his mouth and clothes and he is bawling his eyes out.

I pull him close to me trying to get him to calm down which doesn't seem to do much. I then pick him up and take him to the kitchen where I get a wet towel to try and clean up his mouth where the bleeding is coming from. Blood just keeps coming and it's not long before the hand towel is covered and I'm grabbing a new one. I grab some ice from the freezer and wrap it in the towel before holding it to his lip. It makes him squeal more and it breaks my heart to see him in so much pain.

"You're okay bud, it's gonna be okay" I say soothingly while running my free hand up and down his back. Once he has started to calm down, I pick him back up and go to grab my phone and bag. I grab a coat for Bailey and set him down so I can pull it on him before we head out the door.

The drive to the hospital is a blur. I try calling Santana and it goes straight to voicemail, she should be in the air. I can't remember what I said on her voicemail but by the end of it I have tears in my eyes.

We get to the emergency department and for the most part the bleeding has stopped. I think Bailey has worn himself out crying as he is just sitting in my lap quietly with tears still in his eyes and a swollen lip.

The nurse tells me the wait is about 30 minutes after she quickly looks over Bailey. He whimpers and clings to me when she touches his lip. She thinks he will probably need 1 or 2 stitches as it looks like his tooth went straight through his lip. Poor little guy.

As I'm filling out his paperwork, I realise that I should probably call Santana's parents as well since I'm not actually family but then remember I haven't put their numbers in my phone and they're still sitting on the board in the kitchen. Yes, leave your children with me; they'll just end up in the Emergency Room.

We're only waiting about 15 minutes before we get called through and a doctor is waiting to check Bailey out. He's a young guy who manages to make Bailey giggle and it's no time at all before he convinces Bailey that the needle he needs to get will make him super strong. He ends up with 3 stitches and the doctor recommends we hang around for another hour or two just to ensure there's no concussion, in case Bailey hit his head during the fall.

We've been watching cartoons on an iPad that the doctor brought us for about an hour when Santana walks in to the ER. I heard her voice when she first spoke with the nurse at the admissions desk and look over to her. I suddenly feel sick to my stomach again, the same feeling I had when I saw all the blood gushing from Bailey's lip. She looked slightly panicked but then calmed after speaking with the nurse, they are both on their way over to Bailey and I and I'm wishing the ground would swallow me.

Santana POV

I follow the nurse over to the bed where Bailey is laying down with Dani on the opposite side on a chair.

"Hey mijo, how are you feeling?" He looks up at me, surprised to see me there. I can tell he is about to start crying again so I quickly wrap him up in a hug. I look over his shoulder to Dani who seems to be averting her gaze from me. The nurse interrupts before I can get Dani's attention telling us that the doctor is happy to release Bailey now, I just need to finalise his insurance paperwork. I came straight from the airport so I leave my luggage by Bailey's bed and follow the nurse back to her desk.

When I get back to the bed, Dani is standing beside the bed with my luggage in her arms, I'm assuming so that I can carry Bailey. The doctor comes over to say bye to Bailey and high five him for being so brave. After explaining that there were no signs of concussion, he told us the stitches would dissolve themselves and we didn't need to go back to the hospital. He then gave us some pain medication and sent us on our way.

Dani had yet to say anything to me except for signalling the way to the car. I don't know if she was suffering some kind of shock, but I figured it best if I drive home. By the time we left the hospital car park, Bailey was already asleep in his car seat and Dani was silently staring out the window at the rain that had started pouring.

When we got home, I woke Bailey to get him in to his pyjamas and put him to bed. When I stepped in to the darkened lounge after reading to him, Dani was still staring off in to space. I kneeled down in front of her and grabbed her hand. She still wouldn't look at me, so I stroked her cheek and forced her eyes to make contact with mine.

"Hey, what's going through that beautiful head?" I can tell she is trying hard not to make direct eye contact, and as soon as she does she breaks down and her entire body is wracked with sobs.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" I pull her in to me and try to calm her down.

"What are you sorry for?" I don't know why she's apologising.

"I let him get hurt, we ended up at the hospital" She managed to get out between sobs.

"Dani, look at me." I force her face up to mine again. "It was an accident, you did nothing wrong."

"There was so much blood and I didn't call your parents and I should have and he was in so much pain" She's still crying, her face is all red and her breathing laboured.

"Baby.. I need you to breathe" I say stroking her cheek. She looks at me again. "You called me and I got there when I could. You didn't need my parents; you did a perfect job getting him help."

"I should have taken him away from the lounge room before this happened." She says, clearly blaming herself.

"Babe, he's a little boy, he will find trouble in every room of the house."

"He was in so much pain and I couldn't fix it. I just wanted to fix it." She has calmed down a lot by this stage and looks up at me with a pout and tears in her eyes.

"Welcome to parenting, my love." I say, kissing her pout away.

"The weekend went perfectly fine and then today I don't even know what happened. He wouldn't listen to anything I said. And then I let him get hurt, he's gonna hate me!" She says with alarm.

"No he won't. And he doesn't, he loves you. He told me before he went to sleep how brave you were. I guarantee that tomorrow, as long as his lip isn't hurting him, he will barely remember any of it."

"Really?"

"I'm positive. And you know what, while I'm not happy he got hurt, I'm glad this happened. It has proven to me that I'm right in trusting to you take care of him. You did everything I would have done, right down to blaming yourself." I manage to get a small smile out of her with this.

I kiss her cheek and stand myself up.

"Why don't I make us some tea and then I can tell you all about the time he got a peanut stuck up his nose and I had a meltdown."

She nods and lies down, snuggling herself in to the couch. I lean over and kiss her softly on the lips. "You did good baby"