Chapter 4

A month later Santana and Rachel found themselves waking up at 5:30 to get ready for school. They were at Santana's house this week. Today was the first day that Rachel was going back to school. She was beyond nervous to leave her month old son for a whole day, but Santana reassured her that she would only have to go three hours, go see him at lunch and go back for another three hours. That was the routine that Santana had been doing for the two weeks she had been back at school.

"San, we have to get up." Rachel whispered to the girl that was spooning her.

"No, five more minutes." Santana groaned. She had been up at three that morning tending to Mario that didn't want to stop crying no matter what she did. Eventually he tired himself out and fell asleep.

"No, come on. Get in the shower and get dressed. I have to go call my daddy. He said he wanted to talk to me before school to make sure I'll be okay." Rachel said a little louder this time, but still quietly. She was not about to wake Mario up, because if he got up now then his schedule would be messed up which meant he would be harder to put asleep at night.

"Okay, but only if you give me a kiss." Santana smiled sleepily. Rachel smiled back at her and slowly leaned in. Once their lips touched both girls couldn't help but notice the fireworks that were going off in both of their heads. Santana could feel her member twitch with want from not being sexually active in over a month. Yup, that's right. Santana Lopez hasn't had any sexual contact in more than thirty days. The last time she and Rachel did anything was a week before Mario was born, and the little tight shorts that Rachel was wearing weren't helping her.

"Oh gosh." Santana groaned against Rachel's lips.

"What's wrong baby?" Rachel asked as she pulled away.

"I think that shower is going to have to be a cold one." Santana groaned and rolled out of bed. She placed her hands over her lower region and walked quickly into the bathroom attached to her bedroom. Rachel giggled at the sight and went to call her dad.

~XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX~

"Are you going to be okay?" Santana asked as she pulled into the schools parking lot. School started in fifteen minutes and Rachel looked nervous as ever.

"I don't know. I miss him so much San." Rachel whispered in a heartbroken voice.

"I know Hermosa, but it gets better. Plus my mom said she'll text me in between classes to let us know he's okay." Santana reassured.

Rachel took a deep breath in and nodded. Santana turned off her engine and got out the car. She walked around the car and pulled the door open for Rachel and grabbed her hand.

"Come on. I can't be late to geometry. Mrs. Smith doesn't like me already." Santana chuckled. Rachel stepped out of the car and Santana grabbed her bag for her.

"Such a gentlewoman." Rachel flashed her a bright smile that Santana returned it instantly.

"Only the best for my baby momma." Santana smirked.

"Oh goodness. Now Noah has you saying the same things as him. You two are incorrigible. You might as well be brother and sister." Rachel rolled her eyes. Santana began walking pulling Rachel along with her.

"I'd rather have him as a brother than my asshole of an older sister."

"Speaking of Julia, when is she coming to visit from college?"

"I don't know, and I don't really care. We didn't exactly leave off on good terms when she left." Santana said as they walked into the building.

"Santana, what have we talked about? I don't care how many fights you two have gotten into. She is still your sister and no matter what she will always be your sister. Take it from the lonely child with two dads. I had no one growing up. The relationship you maintain with your siblings is important."

"Sí, me gustaría que Ella mas si Ella no era una perra." Santana mumbled with an eye roll.

"Sweetheart, you know I don't speak Spanish. You'll have to translate that."

"I said I would like her more if she wasn't such a bitch." Santana repeated. Now Rachel knew Santana was getting annoyed. She only spoke Spanish when she was annoyed, turned on, angry, or talking to her relatives at a get together.

"That is no way to speak about your sister. If I do remember correctly you said that you two used to be best friends. What happened?"

"It doesn't matter. All that matters is that I'm not speaking to her and I don't want her around our son. So let's stop talking about it." Santana shrugged. By this time they were almost to Rachel's locker.

"Yes it does matter. Tell me." Rachel said sternly while pulling Santana to a stop. Luckily for them not many people were in the hallway.

"Fine you really wanna know?" Rachel nodded, "When I told her I was gay she told me that I was disgusting and everything that was wrong with the world. She said that no matter how hard I tried that I wouldn't ever be loved. I don't want her feeding my son that type of bullshit. She already thought I was a freak all my life due to the fact that I have male parts. So yes, I can honestly say I hate my sister. I don't want you to meet her either. As your girlfriend it's my job to protect you from evil people and my sister is the most evil bitch on planet earth."

"Well, I appreciate you being so protective of me, but I can handle myself. As for Mario, I want him to at least meet his only blood related aunt." Rachel said letting a small smile grace her face.

"Why? I don't like her! She's a homophobe. All she used to talk about growing up is how she thought your dads were disgusting for living a lifestyle like that. If she meets Mario and he grows up around her then she is going to corrupt him into thinking that we aren't normal. I don't want that for my son." Santana rambled angrily.

"Santana, even if she did try and make him see her way he would never turn against us. We are his parents and nothing is going to change that. And sure, maybe it's a little weird that his Mama has a penis, but you know what? I love the fact that you have one. That doesn't change the fact that I'm in love with you. When people found out they were freaked out, but somehow you still managed to be the most wanted girl in the school. Guys and girls are still lined up to get into your pants. Nothing Julia can say will change any of what I just said. Mario and I are still going to love you as much as we do now." Rachel replied. She brought her hand up to lightly run her hand over Santana's cheek.

"You mean that?" Santana asked quietly.

"With all my heart." Rachel replied standing on her tippy toes and kissing Santana lightly.

"Okay, now I feel better. And I'll think about letting Julia meet him. Also Ricky should be home too." Santana said referring to her older brother. He was a year older than Julia and three years older than Santana.

"That's great! I like Ricky. He's such a nice guy." Rachel beamed. Ricky had been home a lot over the last year and he and Rachel spent lots of time together. He was like the older brother she had always wanted.

"Yeah he is. He was so excited to see the baby before he went back. When I sent him a picture from the hospital he called me blubbering like a baby." Santana laughed as she pulled her locker open. Since freshman year Rachel and Santana's locker were in the same place. Rachel's locker number was 514 and Santana's 517 exactly three lockers down from each others. That's were Santana realized how sexy Rachel truly was. The way she mouthed the numbers when she put in her combination. How cute she looked when she was looking for a book and she had misplaced. How in the winter when she pulled off her hat and gloves her cute little red nose was put on display. Or when Santana pushed her up against it in between classes and kissed her senseless. It was all too sexy to handle.

"You know, you're so adorable when you're in deep thought Santana Lopez." A flirty blonde cheerleader said walking up to Santana and running her hands down Santana's arm.

"I'm Santana Lopez; I don't do 'adorable'. I leave that to my son." Santana barked back rolling her eyes. She was tired of being hit on by this girl, whose name she still didn't know. Was it Stephanie? Stacey? Sarah?

"I think your son gets it from you." The blonde flirted. Rachel was busy shooting laser glares to the side of the girls head.

"Look…uhm…" Santana trailed off.

"Samantha." The girl reminded.

"Right, Samantha, I'm kinda busy. Can you just tell my why you're here so I can get back to minding my business."

"Okay, I was wondering if I could take you out tonight. You can bring your son and we can go to Breadstix." Samantha shuffled nervously. Rachel was ready to kill her.

"Look, Samantha, I'm not interested okay? So go be slutty somewhere else." Santana rolled her eyes. Samantha's eyes widened and she took a step back. She glared at Rachel before walking away.

"Slut." Santana muttered under her breath while grabbing her math book and pencil case.

"She seemed so desperate."

"Tell me about it."Rachel smiled at her girlfriend before going back to gathering all her supplies for her first period.

"I'll meet you here for lunch so we can go see Mario?" Santana asked after closing her locker and turning to Rachel.

"Yes." Rachel confirmed. Santana leaned down and pecked Rachel's lips before walking to class. Walking down the hall she spotted Brittany standing by her locker with her eyes fixed on her cell phone. Santana smiled and walked up to her best friend.

"Hey B! I haven't talked to you in a while. It's like you've been avoiding me." Santana chuckled pulling the surprised blonde into a hug.

"Uh, hey Santana. What are you doing here?"

"I go to school here. Where have you been?"

"I've been really busy with dance class and stuff. My parents also got me a tutor for after school." Brittany explained avoiding eye contact with the Latina.

"But I'm your best friend Britt. And plus you haven't been over to see Mario yet. You're his godmother you know."

"Really?" Brittany asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah, Rachel and I agreed that if we weren't fit to raise him, then you'd be the one we trust him with." Brittany finally broke down and pulled Santana into a tight hug.

"I missed you so much Sanny." Brittany sighed into the hug. Santana smiled widely and hugged Brittany tighter.

"I missed you too Britt. You're my best friend. I need you." Santana pulled out of the hug and stared into Brittany's ocean blue eyes. She really did miss Brittany. Brittany and Santana had been best friends since they were three due to their mothers being best friends. As they got older their feelings started to change and Santana hit puberty and Brittany's undeniable attractiveness made it hard to keep to herself calm during their regular sleepovers. Not long after they both admitted that they were attracted to each other and began sleeping together. When they got to high school and joined the cheerleading team they both became more popular and started to sleep around. Neither minded because they knew that they were just having fun. Then Santana started to get real feelings for the blonde and they tried their hand at being together. It lasted for a year, but they decided that they were better off as friends. That's when Santana told her about her feelings for one Rachel Berry.

"Now let's get to class so we don't get killed by Mrs. Smith." Santana chuckled

"San, when can I see Mario?" Brittany asked with a smile on her face as they walked to one of the two classes they had together.

"Rachel and I are going to see him at lunch. You can totally come if you want."

"I would love to." Brittany smiled.

~XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO~

"Santana! Rachel just got slushied!" Quinn panted running into the choir room where Santana was sitting at the piano.

"What?!" Santana barked shooting up out of her seat.

"Azimio walked up and slushied her. Not before calling her a Snooki wannabe." Quinn panted still. She really needed to start working out again.

"Where is she?!" Santana asked walking into the hallway.

"In the bathroom closest to your locker. Hurry! I'll go find that huge asshole and rip his balls off." Santana ran towards the bathroom and pulled out her cell phone. She quickly pressed speed dial number three and held the phone up to her ear. After one ring Puck's voice was heard through the speaker.

"Satan, what's up?"

"I need you and Sam to find Azimio and hold him until I get there." Santana said harshly into her phone. She was almost to the bathroom and rage was filling her up quickly.

"Why?"

"He just slushied Rachel. I'm gonna fucking kill that guy."

"Not if I do first. I'll find him and meet you by the choir room." Puck growled and hung up the phone. Santana finally arrived at the bathroom where she knew Rachel would be.

"Rachel?" Santana called out walking into the bathroom. There she was, in different clothes than she was wearing this morning and tears running down her face.

"Hi." She sniffled. Santana quickly pulled her into a hug.

"I'm so sorry baby girl. I swear I'm going to fucking kill that guy. I explained to everyone that you were completely off limits now. I guess he's too much of a fucking asshole to understand." Santana spat. Rachel knew soon she was going to be speaking Spanish because she couldn't get her words out fast enough in English. Santana's alter ego 'Snix' only spoke in Spanish. Rachel looked up into Santana's eyes and Santana saw nothing but sadness and hurt in them. This only made her angrier knowing that some jerk did this to her Rachel.

"Give me five minutes, then I'll be back and we can go home." Santana growled quickly getting out of Rachel's arms and running out the door. She was about to go all Lima Heights. She ran to the choir room and saw Puck, Sam, and Mike in Azimio's face shouted angry things at him. Azimio didn't look intimidated until he caught sight of the angry Latina that was walking up to them. No one had ever seen her so angry. Santana walked up and slapped Azimio across the face with full force.

"Por que que hiciste eso?!" She was far too gone to speak English now. Snix was in full force now.

"Santana, you have to calm down now." Quinn said now worried for Azimio's life. She knew that once Santana started speaking in Spanish she meant business.

"No! le dije que estaba fuera de los limites!" Santana shouted trying to get out of the grasp that Mercedes and Quinn had her in. "Estoy a punto de ir a todas las Alturas de Lima, sobra ti! Tiene usted alguna idea de lo que sucede en Lima Heights? Confía en mi que no quiero saber, idiota!"

"I can't understand you! Hit the SAP button please!" Azimio yelled back with terrified eyes. Everyone else's faces were a mirror of his. Santana had never been this angry before.

"Me voy a matar puta!" Puck now moved to hold Santana back as well. Mr. Schue rounded the corner and saw what was happening.

"What happened?" He yelled over the commotion.

"Azimio slushied Rachel." Tina explained. Santana was busy trying to get out of the tight grasp they had on her. Azimio looked too scared to move and everyone else in the hall way watched in silence.

"Okay, Santana calm down." Mr. Schue said quietly.

"No puedo calmarme. Yo lo dijo que no podía tirar de estas bromas estúpidas mas!" She barked at him.

"Can you translate that Mr. Schue, I mean you are the Spanish teacher." Mercedes asked.

"She said she told you to lay off the stupid pranks Azimio. I agree with her, this whole slushie thing is stupid." Mr. Schue said in a stern voice. Santana was still wriggling to try and break the grasp.

"Okay just take her to the office." They group nodded but Santana got out of the hold for a second and ran towards Azimio kicking him in the groin as hard as she possible could. The group quickly grabbed her and pulled her towards the office once more.

"Solo tiene que esperar hasta que mis manos de ti! No lo puedo ser bueno!" Santana screeched. Azimio dropped to his knees and clutched his crotch. Santana, satisfied, let the group drag her to the office. But this was far from over.

So this chapter was fun to write. You guys can expect a lot more Spanish from Santana. Just saying. I get it all from google translator so if it's not accurate, I'm sorry.

Por que que hiciste eso= Why did you do that?

No! le dije que estaba fuera de los limites= No! I told him she was off limits!

Me voy a matar puta= I'm going to kill you!

No puedo calmarme. Yo lo dijo que no podía tirar de estas bromas estúpidas mas=i cant calm down. I told him he couldn't pull these stupid pranks anymore!

Solo tiene que esperar hasta que mis manos de ti! No lo puedo ser bueno= Just wait until I get my hands on you! It won't be good!

Estoy a punto de ir a todas las Alturas de Lima, sobra ti! Tiene usted alguna idea de lo que sucede en Lima Heights? Confia en mi que no quiero saber, idiota= I'm about to go all Lima Heights on you! Do you even know what goes down in Lima Heights? Trust me, you don't wanna know, you idiot!

Love you all,

LeeLeeRm