A/N Just some domestic mother/daughter F/f discipline, don't like don't read.

RATED M

Takes place around with Sue and Will fighting and he starts getting Cheerios suspended from the team for bad grades but clearly not canon. The timeline is my own.

Chapter 9

Santana walked out of Sue Sylvester's office and down the hallway into the Cheerio's locker room. She collapsed down onto the wooden bench in front of her locker and leaned back banging her head into the metal locker. She banged her head three or four times. Santana was trying to calm down; she didn't want to go to her angry place and deck Berry or worse Becky Jackson.

She needed to find Britt; the tall blonde always calmed her down with just a look and a loving smile. Stopping in the girl's bathroom by the choir room she thought it was empty when she banged around violently startled to see an amused Quinn Fabray in skank attire.

Quinn raised an eyebrow in question and the Latina huffed, "Fucking Coach is batshit crazy again, almost as loco as she was when she wanted to shoot B out of that stupid ass cannon. "

The punk pink haired ex-cheerleader snorted out a sarcastic laugh, "Yeah, there's a big surprise." She stood in front of the mirror and applied another thick black layer of mascara that she didn't need, "Let me guess, it's all your fault Boobs McGee and I don't need another worthless moron as Captain of my Cheerios so fix it if you want to stay in charge." Quinn said in the best imitation of their track suited coach Santana had ever heard.

The Latina nodded at her friend and laughed wryly, "Mr. Shue is flunking Cheerios in a brilliant attempt to get even with Sylvester for giving him headaches all year." She shook her head, "How the fuck am I supposed to fix this?"

Quinn turned around and leaned against the sink with her arms crossed staring at the girl who used to be her best friend, "You know she's going to want you to do something that's going to make you feel like a piece of shit right?" She said softly.

Santana turned and angrily faced her friend, "Who do you think you're talking to Q? I've been by your side from day one freshman year. B and I joined Glee to bring that club down from the inside with you. She always makes me feel like shit but it's my big chance to get a scholarship and get the hell out of Lima. So don't talk to me like I'm an idiot all right?" The Latina angrily stormed out of the bathroom not really angry at Quinn but at both her coach's and the position she was in.

Quinn turned and looked in the mirror; she had nothing left to give anyone it just hurt too damn much. She couldn't worry about Santana. She grabbed a cigarette out of the pack and left to find Sheila and Mack, they didn't expect anything from her and she didn't give a shit about them. If she thought about B or San and the love and friendship she had thrown away it would kill her and she couldn't afford to care anymore. It hurt too much to breathe let alone try to be a decent human. This way was just so much easier. She missed them, she missed Maribel and Fernando, they had loved her and she had loved them back but she was just too much of a disappointment now. Facing the stranger in the mirror, the girl shut off her pain like a leaky faucet and headed off to get high under the bleachers with the rest of the losers.

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Santana sat in the back of the choir room with her stomach roiling and her nerves tingling but feeling much better since B had come and sat next to her and laid her head on the Latina's shoulder sweetly. The brunette was able to forget Berry's self righteous rambling and Mr. Shue's clueless idiocy and just lose herself in the sweet feel of the love of her life.

She had decided not to involve Brittany in her plans to help the Cheerio's grade point averages get high enough for them to qualify for the team. Just thinking about what that was going to involve made her feel lightheaded and nauseous but she was not going to lose her spot as HBIC after playing second fiddle to Fabray for all those years.

Santana thought of Quinn and it hurt her heart to see the girl in so much pain but her walls were so high she didn't have a clue how to get past them. Of course after just a short stint as the Captain she could understand what drove Quinn to fly over the cuckoo's nest. The stress of dealing with Sue Sylvester alone was killing her.

Sinking down in her chair and cuddling up against the tall blonde dancer, Santana put everything else out of her mind and tried to enjoy the rest of Glee.

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The Latina had finally had her plan in place. She had to lie to Brittany and her parent's and the guilt was eating her up inside but she didn't know what else to do. It had taken her two weeks to work out her plan, two weeks of the cheerleading coach's constant harping and threats but Santana had finally worked out all the details. It was foolproof.

Maribel was under the impression that she was spending the night with a distraught Quinn. Brittany was under the impression she was going out of town with her mother to visit a sick aunt. Quinn was so wrapped up in her own drama and pain she was a non-factor. Cheerio's practice was over and Santana kissed Britt goodbye and agreed to text her over the weekend from her aunt's house and she had spoken to her mother and wished her goodnight. She was free and clear all night long.

Hiding in the locker room supply closet, Santana waited until everyone had gone including the janitorial staff before she snuck into the office to make copies of all the upcoming exams. She could pass them out to the girls who were failing classes and give them just enough correct answers to have them pass and not make anyone suspicious. She actually smirked to herself at how easy this was going to be.

Sure it bothered her, it was cheating but she wasn't going to cheat herself. She studied and made good grades and did her homework. The Latina tried to justify it a million ways but it was still wrong and she knew it. Swallowing her remorse and reservations, she silently made her way into the office and started to make the copies she needed.

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Will Shuester couldn't believe he forgot Emma's present in his desk. He was trying to woo her away from Carl the dentist and he really needed to step up his game. Walking through the eerily quiet halls of the darkened school was freaking him out just a little so he hurried towards his office so he could leave quickly. Standing in the dark halls of the school outside his office door, he was fumbling with the keys when he heard the soft droning of the office copy machine. He looked down the hall and saw a flashlight beam shining into the hallway. Curiosity got the better of his fear and he walked forward to investigate. Nobody should be in the office this late and if they were they would just turn on the light, but what kind of thief uses a copy machine.

He was astounded to see Santana Lopez still in her Cheerio's uniform manning the copy machine, "Santana?"

The Latina jumped a foot in the air and screamed loudly, "Dios Mio! Mr. Shuester, what the fuck? I mean sorry, you scared the hell out of me."

He flipped on the office light and walked towards her, "What are you doing Santana?"

She suddenly realized exactly what she was doing and how much trouble she was in, "I can explain." She started lamely.

Will picked up a copy and realized it was a history exam. He turned unbelieving and disappointed eyes onto the girl, "You're stealing exams and cheating?"

"No I don't cheat, I do my homework and I study." She said indignantly, "This is all your fault actually." She accused him loudly.

"Santana I really don't see how this could possibly be my fault." He started in that clueless infuriating way he had.

"Do you have any idea the misery that Sue Sylvester causes in my life on a daily basis, just because I'm in New Directions? Then you instigate this stupid GPA rule that not one single teacher or coach or even Figgins has ever upheld just to get even with Sue and bam! Half her award winning team is gone and I'm under all this pressure to fix everything. You know what she's like! You're an adult; you can actually stand up to her. I have to live with her bullshit and I can't say a thing or I lose any chance of a scholarship and any chance of getting out of Lima. I quit the Cheerios once because she was going to let B get hurt and she was going to destroy Glee but I need the Cheerios and the captaincy on my college applications." She was furious and ranting and near tears, she couldn't be expelled she needed him to understand.

He looked at the emotional girl in front of him and realized he had put her in a terrible position. He forgot that Sue didn't fight fair and never would. She would throw Santana Lopez under the bus in a heartbeat if even a whiff of this exam stealing stunt even wafted in her direction.

Taking the Latina by surprise he said, "I'm sorry Santana, I've put you in a terrible position with Sue. I can't let you take all the blame for this. I know Sue put you up to this but it would be you that got expelled and your future ruined. I take the blame for this. You can't get away fully though, even though I understand why you did it, it was still wrong. I'm going to drive you home and tell her that I caught you cheating and you will be suspended for three days. It won't go on your permanent record as I'll make it an in-school suspension. I'll also lift the grade requirement for the cheerleaders so this won't come back to bite you in anyway. Does that seem fair?"

Santana knew she had no choice but go along with it but her mother was going to kill her. Brittany was going to find out that she lied to her as well and then Brittany would cry and be disappointed and she would almost rather deal with Maribel Lopez than a sad and hurt Brittany Pierce.

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She sat in her living room listening to Mr. Shue explain everything to her mother. Every once in a while her mother would shoot her an icy cold gaze and her blood would freeze, she was so dead. For a long time after he left her mother sat opposite her with her arms and legs crossed and just stared at her daughter.

Santana was feeling angry and defensive and she sat quiet as well.

"I'm so disappointed in you Santana, I don't know where to even begin. You were willing to help your entire squad cheat? You made a plan, you lied to me and you lied to your girlfriend and then you went ahead knowing it was the wrong thing to do. Explain to me how you thought for one minute that any of this was alright."

Santana stood up and paced angrily in the living room, "You don't understand the position or the pressure I am under as the Captain. I could care less about Coach Sylvester, she is muy loco, but I needed the Cheerios on my college applications, I needed another National win in both cheerleading and Glee club. You see everything as black and white, right or wrong but life isn't like that. Sometimes you have to make tough choices and hard decisions to get what you want out of life." She finished her impassioned speech panting and out of breath.

"Mija, life is black and white and right or wrong. Lying is wrong, stealing is wrong and cheating is wrong. What does it profit a man to gain the whole world if he forfeits his soul?"

"Please don't throw the bible at me Mamí, my only other option was to quit the squad and I couldn't do that." She said sadly as she sat back down on the couch.

"Do you believe what you did was wrong?" Maribel asked desperately.

"I knew it was wrong but I felt I had to do it anyway but I swear to you I wouldn't have used any of those exams myself."

Maribel crossed her arms as she stood in front of her daughter, "And just what do you think as a parent I should do about this?"

The teenager looked sadly up at her mother, "I lied, I stole and I cheated. I knew what would happen if I was caught and I feel awful about what I did. I'm actually relieved Mr. Shue caught me and I'm relieved you know. Honestly Mamí, it was killing me."

"Alright Santana, please go into the kitchen and wait for me. I need a few minutes to myself to think." She said sternly.

"Yes Mamí."

15 minutes later Maribel Lopez walked into the kitchen carrying her mother's old wooden hairbrush and set it down on the kitchen table. She pulled out a chair and sat down and watched her only child standing stiff and still in the corner. The woman called her daughter to her.

Santana walked over to her mother with her head down.

"Look at me mija." She waited until her daughter's dark brown eyes looked at her, "I'm torn right now. I understand why you did what you did and while I don't approve of your methods in any way, shape or form I do understand the pressure and the very bad position your two teachers put you in. Honestly I'd like to get my hands on both of them right now." She spat out angrily, "They have played stupid games and allowed bullying and I don't think they've acted in their students' best interest at all. The bottom line is Santana, you are my daughter. I love you. I don't care about them or what they do but I do care about you and I will not have you believe that what you did was alright. I wish I could let this go but I cannot. As your mother Santana I have to one day answer for how you were taught. The end must never justify the means mi amor. It just can't. Do you get that? Do you understand that even though it breaks my heart, I have to punish you today?"

The younger Latina looked at her mother's tear filled eyes with awe and fear. She had only seen her Mamí cry once and that was at her grandfather's funeral. Now she was crying because of her her and Santana felt terrible, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I do understand."

"Come here please Santana."

The teenager walked over to her mother and draped herself over her lap and settled into place. Her mother flipped up her skirt and pulled down her red spanks and her panties and for a minute Santana felt the cool air on her backside and the warm arm around her waist and she felt loved and safe. She should have come to her Mamí in the first place. She always knew what to do.

The first strike came as shocking surprise and ripped Santana out of her reverie. It stung and she realized her Mamí meant business. Maribel had been shocked by her daughter's justifications for her wrongdoing and wanted to make sure she understood just how serious her actions were. She set a punishing pace with her firm hard hand. With each crack of her hand on her daughter's bare backside she let her displeasure be known.

Working all around and not sparing an inch of tan skin, she applied swats in a circle all around and didn't spare the tops of her thighs or the bottom of the sensitive cheeks. Santana moaned as each swat connected on a previously punished area and the burning would ignite all over again.

Maribel stopped and picked up the hairbrush and without a word slapped the hard wood down on her already warm bright pink backside and continued her grueling rhythm. Trying not to be a baby, Santana was finally unable to lie still and she bucked and cried out and kicked like she had when she was 6 years old. She felt tears stream down her face as the gravity of what she had done and almost gotten away with finally sank in.

Her guilt and her helplessness broke free in a torrential downpour of tears and apologies. She was begging for the spanking to stop and she was kicking like a little girl. Maribel hooked her leg over her daughters, raised her leg to fix her target more carefully and continued paddling as Santana finally gave up fighting and squirming and collapsed in a crying heap over her mother's lap.

She wasn't even aware the punishment was over. All she could feel was the terrible ache and sting of her ass on fire. The awful overpowering drowning feeling that came with her guilt was gone though and she was grateful for that.

Maribel helped Santana up from the awkward position she was in and let the young girl curl up in her arms with her head on her shoulder. She wanted to protect her daughter from all the evil and temptation in the world but she knew the lessons she taught her now would have to suffice. One day her daughter would be her age and faced with many adult decisions, hopefully she had learned a very important one about integrity today.

Helping her baby to bed, Maribel spent the night curled up with her daughter holding her and loving her.

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Monday had been hellish for Santana, she could not sit comfortably in any position and her in-school suspension was spent sitting and working on a punishment for Mr. Shue. Brittany was sad and angry and not speaking to Santana at all. The girl just wanted these three days to hurry up and get done with already. She had plans to make it up to Brittany by evening and knew she was forgiven when the blonde slipped in at lunchtime and brought her lunch and a cherry sucker.

Unknown to the teenager, at noon her mother marched in McKinley High and into the office of one Sue Sylvester. She didn't even bother to knock and took the Coach by surprise. She locked the door as Sue raised an eyebrow and just stared as all 5 foot 2 inches of pissed off Latina mother ripped into her daughter's coach. "You have no idea of the pressure you have put on my child. I am trying to teach her morals and integrity, what are you trying to teach her. I'm sorry coach but a successful person is not based on how many trophies' they win. My daughter will learn right from wrong. The end does not justify the means Coach Sylvester." She was leaning over the desk with her finger in the blonde's face. She turned to leave grabbing her coat and purse from the chair she had deposited them in.

"One more thing before I leave Coach Sylvester. I am holding you personally responsible for not only my daughter's well being and Brittany's but for Quinn Fabray's as well. You knew that girl had no one in the world and you threw her off the team and away from the only family she had like she was garbage. The Cheerios were family to her, you were family to her. These children look up to you. What kind of role model are you, what have you done to deserve that love and respect? Do something before that child drowns in her own despair and I warn you if she does and any harm comes to her, well let's just say my people are from Lima Heights and you will answer to me personally. Now these girls are going to be in Glee club and they are going to be in the Cheerios and you are going to be a role model and stop hurting them or I will know the reason why." She stomped off after slamming the door leaving a speechless and impressed Sue Sylvester in her wake.

"Damn and I thought Sandbags was a badass! I'm actually aroused by her threats."

Please review ….. hope you liked it. I loved this one for some reason….