When Santana woke in the morning she found her bed to be empty and so was the room down the hall. Sh called out for her wife no answer, even the dog was gone.

Brittany hadn't left her a note or anything. She couldn't have gone far both cars were still in the drive-way.

She cleaned up the living room placing all of Valerie's things in the toy chest.

She was sorting through the mail when she came across that letter, she knew she and her wife should open it together, but she couldn't resist temptation.

As she was about to read the letter the doorbell sounded. She was hoping that she would be met with her wife and daughter.

"Babe why didn't you tell me you wh - oh in sorry I thought you were my wife." the light skinned girl was staring at Santana her mouth was moving as if she wanted to say something but the words failed her. "Can I help you with something?"

"My name is Liza Danzig, I was - well I I'm here to talk with you."

Santana invited her in, she offered her a bottle of water, but she refused.

"Why do you want to talk to me?"

The girl took a deep breath. "I'm, I'm - I'm your baby's mom." she said.

Santana wanted to laugh but then again she wanted to reach across the table and chock the teenager.

"You your Valerie's mom? How do I know your not fucking around?"

"Well that letter over there I can tell you - I can tell you every single word."

Santana's emotions were about to get the best of her. "Why did you leave your baby on my doorstep?"

Liza's face was beat red and her eyes were teary. "I was raped by my stepdad and I got pregnant. So ... when I told my mom she didn't believe me an she kicked me out." she had tears running down her face and now Santana felt bad. "So I got a oneway ticket to the first state I thought of. And then I found a cousin of mine in San Francisco."

"I wasn't expecting for this to happen. Did you come here to ask for her back? Because if you did I'm not letting you take her back."

Santana was raving mad now. Slamming her hands on the table, sweating and mumbling in Spanish.

"No - no I didn't come back to take her. I - I just wanted to see her." Santana was thinking hard about this she didn't want this girl to just think she could just all of a sudden be apart of Valerie's life after abandoning her. "All I ask is to see her. Listen when I saw you and your wife in the mall I knew you guys could give her a life I couldn't."

She was whipping her face with her sleeve, Santana was leaning over the counter sobbing she had made it this far with Valerie she couldn't let someone come in and change that.

"Santana babe were home!" Brittany had sat her bags down and Valerie came pattering into the kitchen.

"Hello babe." Brittany turned her attention to Liza "Oh I'm sorry I didn't know you had company. Hi I'm Brittany." she held out her hand.

"I'm Liza."

Santana picked Valerie up and hugged her. Liza watches as they hugged they were a family she couldn't mess that up.

"Brittany, Liza is Valerie's birth mother." Brittany nearly chucked on nothing.

She was at a lost for words, her hands were gripping Valerie tightly, holding her head to her shoulder.

"Can I hold her?" Brittany looked hesitant but with a nod from her wife she handed her over.

"Hello Valerie, my name is Liza. How are you?" Valerie touched her nose then Liza's, her ears, her lips, her hair, her eyes then what amazed then most was when Valerie put her hand on her chest then touched Liza's and she felt the same thing she had felt when she touched her mommas.

She looked just like the teenager, only difference was she didn't have blue eyes that matched Valerie's.

She had learned that a few weeks ago from Tarzan.

"Ma, look, touch." she said pointing to Liza's chest.

Brittany had to walk away because she was crying so hard she couldn't let her daughter see he like this. Santana was crying but she was doing better than Brittany was.

Liza was crying also she didn't regret giving Valerie because she had a life that she herself couldn't have given her.

"I should go, it's getting late." she handed Valerie over to Santana an bolted.

"Wait, wait - you can come back and see her if you want."

Liza stuffed her hands in her back pocket an smiled. "No it's best if I don't ever see her again. She looks to much like me, it's to hard."

Santana nodded she could see just as much a Brittany and Liza could see, that Valerie looked just like her.

"Wait you should have this." she ran into the house quickly and grabbed the picture if Valerie, they ha taken professional off the table.

"I think you should have this, I seen how you were looking at it - besides we have about a billion if them."

Liza took the picture and studied it for some time. Valerie had on a pink bonnet, a jean jumper, no t-shirt, and pink converse sneakers. She looked so happy, she was smiling so hard you could barely see her eyes. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever saw.

"It's beautiful. She - she looks so happy." she sniffled.

She reached into her back pocket and pulled out her wallet she handed Santana a picture if a newborn baby girl. "This was the happiest day of my life, first time I ever enjoyed pain. Pushing out a six pound baby with no medicine at sixteen can cause damage."

They both laughed. "I didn't name her when she was born I just called her baby girl, or something like that." Santana said oh. "Valerie's a pretty name though it fits her. Well I've gotta go."

Santana watched her disappear down the street.

She shut the door behind her and her wife was standing there, the two hugged each other like they had never hugged before.

"I love you." they both said.

"Ma, Ma, eat, eat cookie." she yelled making them laugh.

"Okay baby we can eat."

Okay so I hope you all enjoy this one I wasn't to sure how to write this I'm not to good with emotions. I just thought it got to the point. So the chpt are getting longer, thats a plus.

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