I woke up when I heard vibrating I realized it was my phone.

"Mom?" I asked half awake.

"Santana! I've been calling you my entire taxi ride, I'm lucky I caught you now. I'm pulling up outside so buzz me in."

"You're here already?" I looked at the clock and realize we had slept for about three hours.

"Yes I'm here so buzz me in!"

"Ok, hold on."

"I'm in. I'm hanging up now."

I hung up and looked at Brittany. She was still sound asleep.

"Britt." I attempted to wake her up but she wasn't budging. I decided to get out of bed and let her sleep. I heard a knock on the door and knew it was my mom. I was still in my pajamas but I could care less. I opened the door and was immediately pulled in for a tight hug. I looked down at the ground to see she had packed a lot more luggage then a week stay.

"Hey mom. It's good to see you," I said helping her with her bags.

"No no no. You are injured I don't need you getting more hurt," She swatted my hands away from her bags.

"I think I can handle myself."

"Let me take a look at your neck," She moved my hair to one side to get a better look.

"Honey this is pretty bad, you should have seen a doctor. Speaking of doctors, your father is really worried about you and he's upset you didn't call him," She rolled her bags in and moved toward the guest room.

"Sorry, I kind of figured you'd tell him for me. I wasn't even planning on telling you until you got here."

"What! Why would you keep something like this away from me?" she asked hurt

"Mom, it's not like that. I just didn't want you to worry about me over nothing."

"This is not nothing. You were attacked for god sakes! Poor Brittany must be taking it pretty hard."

"Yeah…she was pretty shaken up. Do you want something to drink?" I asked walking in the kitchen; she followed behind me sitting at the kitchen bar.

"Do you mind making some coffee?"

"No it's fine, I could use some too."

After finishing the coffee we both moved toward the dining table.

"So…how are things with Brittany?" she took a sip of her coffee waiting for me to respond.

"Good. I mean today was sort of…bad, but we're good."

"That's it? Seriously? That's all you have to tell me?"

"What else do you want me to say?"

"I don't know, anything. I know you haven't been with anyone since her."

"I should have never told you that." I laughed

"What? It's ok to save yourself for the person you love." She took another sip.

"Oh, I guess there is something to tell you."

"Ok, I don't want the dirty details but, was three years' worth the wait?" she smirked at me.

"Mom! That wasn't what I was going to say. We haven't even done that yet." I could feel my face heating up.

"Honey, it's ok to tell me. I know how much you girls were doing it in high school."

"Can you stop please?" I let out a nervous laugh.

"Ok sorry, tell me what you were going to say."

"She told me she loved me. That she is still in love with me."

"Well of course she still loves you."

"That's all you have to say?" I was shocked.

"Well it's not a secret that you both clearly still loved each other when you broke up. I knew you'd find your way back to each other."

"Yeah…me too, I—" I was interrupted by my bedroom door opening and Brittany walking out in very sexy pajamas. My eyes widened as my mom turned around quickly. Brittany hadn't even noticed us sitting at the table; she rubbed her eyes as she went toward the coffee pot and poured herself a cup.

"Santana..…baby?" she asked turning around seeing both of us.

"Hey Britt," I said smirking at her.

"Oh my god. Mrs. Lopez you're here!" she didn't move she just gripped her coffee cup tightly and looked down at what she was wearing.

"Brittany, what a nice surprise!" she got up to walk toward Brittany but Brittany held her hand up.

"Can you give me like two seconds to go change?" she asked embarrassed.

"Sure, hurry up I want to give you a hug." With that Brittany ran toward my bedroom.

"Well I wasn't expecting that." My mother turned toward me.

"Yeah, she is sort of staying with me for a while. I don't really feel safe without her."

"Hmm makes sense. Doesn't explain the sexy underwear though." She raised her eyebrow at me.

"Yeah sorry, I don't really have an explanation for that." I saw Brittany walk out with a baggy sweatshirt and yoga pants. My mom got up and gave her a big hug.

"It's so good to see you Brittany."

"You too, I—uhhh, I'm sorry about earlier…" she looked down at the ground. I wanted her to feel more comfortable so I gestured her to sit next to me. I immediately took her hand under the table and leaned in kissing her quickly on the lips before turning back to my mom.

"So…have the police figured anything out yet?"

"Mom, it just happened earlier today. I'm pretty sure it takes longer to investigate then a few hours."

"Yeah you're right, but sometimes they pick people up off the street and it turns out to be a suspect they were looking for."

"Ok, well that hasn't happened yet…"

"Oh well. They'll figure it out. So Brittany, how was L.A? I heard you were dancing there before you came here."

"Oh…yeah it was—good. I just didn't think it was the right fit for me." She looked at me nervously; I gave her hand an encouraging squeeze.

"Why did you spend so much time there when it wasn't the right fit?" I kicked my mom under the table "Ouch! What?" she looked at me curiously. I could see the panic in Brittany's eyes.

"Uhhh—it's not really something I like to talk about. There is another reason I left but it's just hard to talk about." She looked down at the ground

"Aww, a bad breakup?" she pried.

"Mom! She said she doesn't like to talk about it so drop it!" I gave my mom a stern look.

"No—it's ok, it wasn't a breakup. Maybe I'll tell you the story one day."

"Ok, sorry if I made you uncomfortable." She gave her a sympathetic smile

"It's ok, so how are things in Lima?"

"Things are pretty busy actually. Santana's father still works a lot at the hospital. I actually ran into your parents at the grocery store the other day."

"Oh really? How are they?"

"They are doing well, just dealing with your sister. They also had no idea that you found Santana in New York…"

"Oh—shit. Yeah…I didn't really tell them anything about that yet. I'm surprised my mom hasn't called me yet." I looked at her shocked. I knew her relationship with her mom. She literally told her everything. Back in high school, she told her mom the first time we had sex that she loved me and would end up marrying me. That made for very awkward dinners at her house.

"Why wouldn't you tell her you came to New York and found me?" I was a little offended thinking maybe I wasn't important enough. My mom saw the tension and decided it was time for her to leave.

"I'll just uh—go unpack." With that she went toward her bedroom.

"So? Am I not significant enough for your mom to know?" My eyes started to fog.

"Of course you are! I didn't want to tell her because she wouldn't be very happy with me." She took my hands in hers.

"I thought your mom liked me…"

"She does! The thing is…when I was deciding to go to college my mom was trying to convince me to follow you. She said she knew I would never be happy unless I was with you. When you broke up with me, it was the hardest time in my life. Both my parents were so worried they even applied me for Louisville. If I told her I wasted time in L.A. and then decided to go to New York to find you, she would have been all 'I told you to go to college with her in the first place' and I don't need that right now."

"She's going to find out eventually."

"I know, but I needed to have my head in the right place when I came here. I didn't need her calling every minute asking how plan 'win back Santana' was going. Don't for a second think you aren't good enough for me to tell my mom. You of all people know I tell her everything, but not telling her this was the best thing I could have done. You know how much I love you." She leaned in and took my bottom lip with hers. That was all the reassurance I needed. I grabbed her hips and pulled her on my lap never breaking the kiss. She put her hands on both sides of my face and slid her tongue across my lip.

"Mmm—I love kissing you." she leaned back in taking my lips again.

"Sant—oh! Sorry!" my mom covered her eyes and tried to walk backwards into her room.

"Sorry mom, its ok you can come back in here," I took Brittany off my lap and moved to the couch. "I couldn't help but notice how many bags you have mom, how long are you planning on staying?" I asked subtly.

"Are you kicking me out already?" She laughed and sat on the second couch.

"What? Why would you think that? It just seemed like you had a lot of bags if you just came to check on me."

"Santana I haven't seen you in months, is it ok if I missed you?"

"Of course it is! I missed you too."

"Hmm good save," she looked over at Brittany who was just standing by the kitchen counter watching us. "Brittany, why don't you come sit with us?"

"Yeah, baby come here, I don't bite you know that." I winked at her. I knew she felt a little uncomfortable being caught by my mom making out, but we have definitely been caught in worse situations. When she came over to sit on the couch she sat at least two feet away from me.

"Britt…do I smell bad or something?" I teased her

"No! I just think it's better if I sit over here…" she looked over at my mom who was laughing at us.

"Brittany, you know I've caught you both naked together right? Believe me; catching you kissing is not a big deal. Plus you are dating now, not like you were when I caught you before." Brittany's face turned bright red as she scooted closer to me. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me.

"There isn't much to do because the weather is still bad, but I could pop in a movie if you want?" I suggested as I looked over to my mom.

"That's ok, it's getting late and I'm exhausted from today," she got off the couch "I'll see you in the morning." That's all she said before heading toward her bedroom.

"Then there were two…" I leaned in toward Brittany and waited for her to close the gap. Once she did, I put my arms around her waist and pulled her on my lap.

"Maybe we should watch that movie in your bedroom." She suggested

"Whatever you want, but there probably won't be much movie watching if we go to my room." I kissed her again. I will never get tired of kissing her. She has the sweetest lips I've ever kissed.

"Mmm that's fine with me." She got off my lap and pulled me toward my bedroom.

"I think it was sweet of your mom to come and make sure you are ok," She started casually changing into her underwear. "You think I should call my mom and tell her everything?"

"Everything as in you came to New York to find me, we got back together, we could have been killed by a homeless guy, and now you're staying with me? I'm not sure that's a good idea." I changed out of my clothes so I was just in my underwear.

"I don't have to tell her all that stuff but I could tell her that we are together now…" We both got into bed together.

"If you want to tell her then tell her. She already knows you found me here, you might as well tell her we're back together." I rolled on my side so I was facing her.

"I do want to tell her, I just don't want her harassing me about it. This is actually the longest time I've gone without talking to her."

"Ok, tomorrow morning give her a call. You don't have to tell her anything but she will probably bring it up anyways."

"Maybe I should wait until your mom leaves. I wouldn't want her to surprise visit us while she is here." She giggles

"Yeah that might be a disaster."

Monday

"Thanks for making breakfast mom; I never really have time to make myself something in the morning anymore." We were all sitting at the dining table eating the huge breakfast she made.

"Santana, I've told you this a million times. You need to take care of yourself; it looks like you've lost weight since I last saw you." I blush and look over at Brittany who is quietly eating.

"I do what I can, ok?" I hate when she brings up my eating habits. I always eat well; I never really understood why she always brought it up.

"Well now that Brittany is living with you, you really need to start making a healthy breakfast every day." I looked at her wide-eyed. She knew damn well Brittany wasn't staying here permanently. Brittany just looked up at me and gave me an apologetic smile.

"Can we drop this please? It doesn't really matter anyways since it looks like you are staying for a month, you can make me breakfast every day," She looked at me with hurt in her eyes.

"I wasn't planning on staying that long. If you want me out of here I'll just get a hotel." She picked up her plate and walked it over to the sink.

"No mom, that's not what I meant. I didn't mean what I said. Honestly, I'm scared. I'm scared about what happened to us and I'm scared that next time I won't be able to protect her." I looked at Brittany who was still now sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Honey, she's an adult. She can take care of herself. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you'll be able to get over your issues."

"What issues? Dad always protected you, why shouldn't I do the same?"

"I just meant that you don't always need to protect her, she's an adult now."

"You have no idea what you're talking about. If you knew what she went through in LA, you would understand. I need to be there for her as much as I can." We had already finished doing our dishes and were now standing there talking in a tone so that Brittany wouldn't hear us.

"Your right, I have no idea what she went through. I'm sorry Santana, I just worry about you."

"I know, but you need to let me work through this with her. Don't get me wrong, I love you for making sure I'm ok but Brittany is my person now."

"I get it, but I will always be your mother and I will never stop being concerned about you."

"Thank you…anything special you want to do today?"

"Don't you have classes today?" she asked

"I don't think so; the storm pretty much closed schools down for a few days. There isn't really anything to do in the apartment except drink…and its 10:00 in the morning."

"Ok then let's go out and do something! We are from Ohio; we can handle some bad weather."

"Fine, but Brittany is coming with us." I looked over at Brittany who was still watching TV.

"Obviously, I didn't expect her to be cooped up here all day," I rolled my eyes and walked over sitting on Brittany's lap. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me.

"So my mom wants to go out and do something, any suggestions?" She thought for a few second before speaking.

"You guys could go to a Museum or something; it's indoors so you won't get all wet," She smirked.

"That's a good idea! Wait, what do you mean you guys?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You and your mom…" she tilted her head wondering why I didn't understand.

"What? Brittany, you are coming with us," I leaned in and gave her a sweet kiss before pulling back to speak again. "Why would you think we would go without you?" She was smiling at me.

"I thought you'd like to spend time with your mom without me around," She raised her hand and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"Well I want to spend time with you and my mom so which museum do you want to go to?"

"I haven't been to any yet so whichever is fine."

"Ok, let's get ready," I slid off her lap and walked her toward my bedroom.

"Brittany, this was such a good idea! I can't believe you didn't think of this." My mom looked over at me, I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah well I've never been interested in doing all the touristy things here but I'm glad we are here." I smiled and took Brittany's hand as we entered the museum. We ended up going to American Museum of Natural History. It wasn't as busy as I thought it would be. I guess I can thank the weather for that. It was a bit overwhelming because there was so much to look at. We walked around looking at random things then decided to do the Dino tour which Brittany loved.

"Santana walk faster! I want to see more Dinosaurs!" Brittany pulled my good hand forward.

"I'm sorry Britt…I'm exhausted, you can go ahead though," I lied. I just didn't want to see every single dinosaur in here. She gave me a sympathetic smile.

"Are you sure? We can leave if you're tired."

"That's ok; I want you to enjoy yourself. Go see your dinosaurs! My mom and I will hang back for a bit." I let go of her hand and waved her to go on.

"Ok, but after this we can leave." She walked ahead to the first exhibit.

"I can't believe you have never been here before." My mom said.

"Like I said before, I wasn't interested. When I came here I was thrown into classes and was very busy."

"You do know Brittany is going to drag you to every tourist hotspot she can think of right?"

"I'll make time for her." I smiled to myself.

"I can tell how much you love her," I snapped my eyes toward her and she was just smirking. "It's ok to fall for her again you know?"

"I don't know what I feel for her yet. This is all happening very fast, I don't want to get hurt." Brittany was still walking around looking at all the displays.

"It would be fast if she were a complete stranger. She's Brittany, she's not only your girlfriend but she's your best friend. I don't think any of those feelings ever went away." I pursed my lips and continued to observe Brittany.

"I just don't want to rush things. She had a hard time in LA and I don't want New York to be anything like that."

"What could have made LA so horrible for her? She loves dancing, I was surprised she left."

"Mom," I warned. "You know that isn't my story to tell," I looked over at her and she gave me an understanding nod.

"I know, I'm just so curious now."

"When she's ready, she'll tell you. I wouldn't hold your breath on it though; she may never be ready to tell anybody else."

"Ok, I'll forget about it," Brittany was now walking towards us with a huge smile on her face.

"You guys are missing the best stuff! Are you ready to go now?" She grabbed my hand and tilted her head.

"Only if you are ready." I poked her arm.

"Aww that's sweet but we can go now if you want."

"Ok, mom you ready?"

"Yes, how about we get some dinner? Or better yet…we could go out drinking!" I looked at my mom shocked.

"What? Mom we've never been out drinking together before. That's just…weird."

"Why is it weird? You are of age now and it's New York City! I bet I can drink you under the table." She winked at me.

"No offense but…you're kinda old to go clubbing and I doubt you can outdrink me."I pointed to myself.

"Hey! I am hot for my age!" She looked offended.

"Not going to disagree with that." Brittany mumbled.

"What?! Brittany!" I nudged her hard, we were all laughing now.

"Thank you Brittany. So what do you say? Show your old mom a good time?" She was waiting for my response.

"Ughh. Fine!" Brittany high fived my mom. I can't believe I'm taking my mother and my girlfriend clubbing.