Dysfunctional
Non- fiction
In reality
We have a mission
Fade darks to lights
No sleepless nights
I think I just might
Fall down.
Shake it off
That impenetrable
Dirt
Wash it away
Away with all the hurt
Brittany's POV
Holy shit.
So that really did happen huh?
I roll over at the sound of Sof crying in her crib across the hall and get up to feed her so San can sleep.
She stops crying before I get to her and that can only mean one thing.
As I open the door I smile at Quinn rocking my baby girl back to sleep.
I guess she hears me behind her because she turns abruptly around and sends a tight smile my way.
"How are you feeling?"
I shrug. "I don't really feel any different."
The truth is I don't feel anything at all.
Quinn nods and hands me Sofie. My child is gorgeous and I hope this leukemia shit doesn't take me out before I can see her go to her first day of school.
I'm gonna make it.
I have to.
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Santana grips Brittany's hand tight as they walk towards the hospital doors.
The doctor said it was urgent they come down so Santana basically shoved Britt in the car and drove her here.
The two make their way into the cancer unit of the hospital and knock on Dr. Carr's door.
The man greets them with a tight smile and Santana licks her lips to moisten them. They're dry and chapped from the Latina biting at them to alleviate her worry.
The burly grey haired man turns to Brittany and it looks like he's scared. This makes Santana chuckle a bit.
People think San is the scary one but if you ever pissed off Britt you would know she is truly the one to be watched.
Dr. Carr clasps his hands together. "I have some very good news."
Britt nods urging him to get the fuck on with it.
"It seems we mixed your scans up with another Brittany Pierce that came in the same day. The only difference being she spells her first name different. She noticed her name spelled wrong on the chart and we called you as soon as we could."
Santana grinds her teeth. "So I held her all night last night while she cried because you mixed up the mother fuckin' charts!"
Brittany puts a hand on her shoulder to calm the Latina down and squeezes before bringing her own hand back to her lap.
"So…so I'm ok?"
The doctor nods. "Besides the fact that you're anemic. The reason you bruised so easily and your bones hurt is because there isn't enough iron in your system to supplement your body."
"How do I fix it?"
"There are over the counter iron pills or it could be as simple as eating more steak."
Brittany has never felt so relieved. She wants to hug the doctor and punch him in the face at the same time.
She spent the better part of the night wondering if she would die and now she is nowhere close to death and it feels good.
But she also thinks about the girl who was told she was anemic and had to come back to be told she had leukemia.
Santana raises her hand. "Is it my turn to be pissed off that you had her literally shaking in her boots because she thought she was gonna die?"
"San… We got the good news. There's no reason to be mad. Someone else is being told right now that they have cancer."
Santana puts some thought to that and nods her agreement at Brittany.
After the two leave the hospital Britt seems to be going through every emotion in her repertoire.
She's crying out of relief and for the girl that wasn't so lucky today. She's laughing because not only is she going to see Sof go to school but she's going to live to see everything after that.
Santana looks over at her and B picks her head up. They meet eyes across the car and start bursting into laughter.
"Do we ever get a dull moment?" Britt asks laughing.
"If I wanted dull moments I would've asked Quinn out a long time ago." Santana laughs.
For the first time in a while they feel good. They feel loved and being loved is the best thing in the world.
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Meanwhile Quinn has been pacing the floor while Sofia plays as she waits for her two best friends to get back.
The door flings open and Brittany literally cartwheels through the threshold.
Quinn cocks her head in confusion and Santana fills her in on their news.
The shorter blonde runs over to Brittany and tackles her to the ground in a hug.
"You scared me you ass hole." Quinn jokes.
"Keeps ya healthy."
After hearing the good news the group decide to celebrate. Even Mercedes comes to give Britt a hug and to tell her she's glad she's not sick.
Everyone gets wasted except Santana who opts to watch her daughter while Brittany lets loose.
Quinn flops down on the couch next to the Latina and smiles hugely at her. "Things feel good right now."
"You're drunk Q." Santana chuckles.
"Damn right I am." She slurs. "But I mean like life. For once it doesn't hurt to live it. It's like the disaster needle on our record player of life has finally been lifted."
"You been hangin' out with the hippies Q?" Santana laughs hysterically. Never has she heard her friend talk about life like it was an object.
"No but I've been smokin' this potent ass weed you grow. With your help all my brain cells might be gone by the end of the night."
Santana shakes her head and as she does she looks over to see Sam lighting a joint.
"Hey! Go smoke that shit outside and not around my kid big lips."
Sam freezes and basically runs out of the door.
Ever since he saw what Santana did to Finn he's been scared of her. Santana thinks it's funny. Brittany thinks it's mean.
After the yelling things go back to normal and Brittany's eyes wander to the couch.
She smiles watching Q and her girlfriend happily playing with little Sofia and she gets an idea.
The blonde grabs the twist tie off of the loaf of bread in the kitchen and makes it into a circle before twisting the excess at the top into a heart.
Brittany smiles at her handy work and wanders over to Santana.
She sits on the coffee table in front of the Latina playing with the twist tie in her hand.
All her words are lost for a moment until she unearths them with the shovel of reality.
"When I saw you across the room at that party I knew you were going to be in my life somehow and if you didn't want to I was gonna make you." Britt chuckles. "You've taken care of me at my worst and loved me through it all. San being told I had fake leukemia might've been a blessing in disguise. It made me realize that life is too short to be worried about the little things like how you leave the cap to the toothpaste off and swear it was Puck every morning."
Quinn and Santana are looking on at Britt with an air of what the fuck is this about?
The blonde notices and continues. "I'm not gonna get on my knee San because we are equal in everything. Equal in love and passion. Equal in heart. What I'm trying to say is I want to spend the rest of my life waking up to your drool on my arm, or going to sleep with your body pressed against me. Tana I want to grow old with you. I want a forever with you."
"You know you already have all of me Britt."
The blonde opens her palm to the makeshift ring and slips it on Santana's finger before kissing the Latina's knuckles and looking into her eyes. "Marry me Santana."
San chuckles with a teary smile. "Well you already put the ring on babe."
"Is that a yes?"
"Brittany I want to spend the rest of my life saying yes to you because I want to give you everything I have and more. But gay marriage is illegal here."
"I don't care about a piece of paper. That doesn't explain how I feel about you. It's not the blueprint of our love. We are. And I say if I can have fake leukemia I can have an equally fake wedding. But the wedding will stick with me for life. Stick with me for life baby."
"Ok, yeah. Yes. Let's do it." Santana says as she wraps her arms around Brittany's neck.
Sofia jumps up and down smiling at her mothers and continuously yells, "Yes!"