Santana sat with Finn. Funny, how she needed him so much more than he needed her. He had Rachel…she didn't have anyone. She wouldn't even feel comfortable with Finn excepted they had to find out about each other, she was carrying two of his children.
"San, people are going to start wondering. You're going to start showing more," he said gently and stretched out a hand to graze her stomach. She shivered at his touch.
"I know," she said. She was still very much in control of herself.
That day, Quinn told Glee that she found adoptive parents: Mr. Schue and Emma. It was perfect because she was due in just a few weeks. Santana was red with jealousy and had a pang of hurt from the applause that Finn burst into.
Finn stood in front of the piano in the glee room. It was after school, pretty late too. He had borrowed Mr. Schue's keys. He had just finished singing, "You're Having My Baby." He didn't care that he had sung it to Quinn. He needed to express himself. He got an urgent text from Santana.
Santana: Finn, I want you.
Finn was out the door. He started the engine in his car when his phone beeped again.
Santana: I need you.
He drove faster than he probably should have. He found the spare key she had given him and he ran into the house and up the stairs after locking the door. He found her bedroom and knocked once. A soft, come in was muttered. He opened the door to find Santana lying on her bed on her side, gazing at her phone as if she was waiting for a reply from him.
"Hey, uh, are you alright?" he asked. No reason she should know how much he felt for her now, right? This was Santana, queen of heartbreak. Santana didn't look at him.
"Finn…we've still got seven months until we get them out of me. What are we going to do?" she asked. He liked how she said we instead of you or I. He climbed slowly onto the bed and started to stroke her hair, hoping she wouldn't gut him.
"Santana, it'll be fine. You should get some sleep," Finn said. Santana let him keep stroking her silky black hair. Her breathing got heavy and Finn stared at her, seeing how she could be so…defenseless. He'd protect her. She wouldn't have to know but he would. She moved in her sleep so that she was practically in his arms. He started to sing:
Oh, why you look so sad?
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
'cause I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
Well I'm a lot like you
When you're standing at the crossroads
Don't know which path to choose
Let me come along
'cause even if you're wrong
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me in into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
And when...
When the night falls on you, baby
You're feeling all alone
You won't be on your own
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
and I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Maybe if she heard him then she'd be pissed he had sung this to Quinn's baby…but he needed to sing it to Santana. If only she knew…
He got up to leave when he heard her whimper. He was back on the bed in an instant, making sure she was okay.
"Don't go, that was really nice," she said sleepily.
Finn wondered if she'd remember in the morning.
