Santana stood. "What? If you're not their mother than who is?"

Brittany looked down and a tear fell from her eyes into the sand. "Technically I'm their older sister."

"Their sister, aren't you like twenty years older than them." Santana was really confused now.

"I told you earlier that my parents had me when they were only fifteen. When I was growing up they never wanted any more children, but then I left and I guess they were having empty nest syndrome. They traveled to try to distract themselves but they really wanted more kids. They were still both young so they picked a place and settled down again. They had Nate and then not even a year and a half later they had Emily." Brittany finally looked and smiled. "They were the best parents. I always wanted siblings, I didn't think I would ever end up taking care of them."

Santana swallowed. "Where were they the night your parents were killed?"

"It was late the night of the accident, Sue stayed at the house to watch them. She tried to go in their place, but they were having none of that they couldn't wait to see me." Brittany sat back on the sand and hugged her knees to her chest. "If they had just stayed home. I told them not to come get me till morning, I didn't want them driving that late." She put her head onto her knees and starts to sob loudly. "It's my fault their dead. All my fault. The kids were too young to realize I wasn't their mother. Nate had just started talking and my mother and I looked so much alike he didn't notice. What was I supposed to tell them, that their parents were dead and that I was to blame?

Santana rushed over to Brittany's side and gathered her in her arms. "Britt nothing about that night was your fault. Your parents loved you and they wanted to see you. If you knew that Nate and Emily were hurt and you hadn't seen them in months wouldn't you drive in the middle of the night to pick them up?"

Brittany sniffled and nodded her head. Santana wiped the tears from her eyes. "You were wrong you know."

Brittany gave her a quizzical look. Santana brushed her hair behind her ears. "You are their mother. You may not have gave birth to them, but you are their mother. You've been there for them and loved them like any parent. You are a mother in every sense of the word. Their lucky to have you Britt, don't ever doubt that they don't love you."

Brittany sobbed in relief and buried her head in Santana's chest. "Thank you. I thought you were going to hate me when you found out the truth."

Santana was shocked. "Britt I could never hate you. You are the strongest and bravest person I know. Not many people would drop their whole lives to take care of their siblings, I'm lucky that you allow me in your life as well as theirs."

They sat there holding each other for a few minutes. Brittany wiped her eyes one last time then stood up holding her hands out to help Santana up. "I think it's time for us to go. The kids are going to be tired."

They made their way over to the playground and found the kids huddled with Maribel on a park bench asleep. Brittany and Santana giggled and quickly snapped some pictures.

Maribel looked over and saw them. "I think I tired them out. We sat for a moment to catch our breaths and they were out like a light."

Brittany laughed as she picked up Nate and Santana picked up Emily, both of them curling into their necks. "We better get them to the car." Brittany said.

The three adults quickly walked to Brittany's car that was still parked at the diner. Santana put Emily in first and buckled her up she stepped back to stand beside her mother while Brittany buckled up Nate.

Her mother tapped her on the shoulder. "Why don't you give me your keys and you go with them. Brittany probably could use the company tonight. It looks like you too had a long talk."

Santana nodded and gave her mother the keys and wrapped her in a hug. "Thank you mami for everything."

Her mother cupped her cheeks and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "You don't have to thank me mija that's what mother's do."

Santana pulled open the passenger side door to Brittany's car and hopped in. Brittany was already in the driver's seat starting the car. "What are you doing? Shouldn't you be going home with your mom?"

Santana smiled and grabbed Brittany's hand intertwining their fingers. "I figure there's someplace else I'm needed."

Brittany smiled back and put the car in drive heading home.

Xxxxxxx

After they had the kids settled in for the night Santana was standing awkwardly at Brittany's bedroom door. "So…."

Brittany laughed. "San why do look so nervous?" her smile turned to a frown. "Do you not want to sleep here? If you don't I can set up the guestroom." She made her way past Santana heading down the hall.

Santana grabbed her hand and pulled her back. "Hey, I don't want to sleep in the guestroom. I just have never done this before. I never dated much and when I did it was usually casual. I'm not use to just going to bed and it not leading to something more, but it's kind of nice not having any expectations."

Brittany smirked. "So your past girlfriends didn't know how much to like to cuddle?"

Santana eyed her and pulled her close leaning in close to her ear, she placed her hand on the small of Brittany's back getting dangerously low. "I have never had a girlfriend that was comfortable to lay on." She slid her hand lower till she cupped Brittany's ass. "Do you happen to know anyone that could fill that qualification." She whispered.

Brittany's eyes turned a shade darker and she gripped Santana's hips. She dipped her head and kissed her roughly not waiting for permission before sliding her tongue into Santana's mouth exploring.

Santana dropped to other hand to Brittany's ass and pulled her impossibly closer trying to create some friction to relieve the ache that had settled in between her thighs.

Brittany leaned down and lifted Santana's legs up forcing her to wrap them around her waist. Brittany could feel the heat on her stomach that was emancipating from Santana's covered core. She backed into her room and shuffled over to the bed unceremoniously dropping Santana on it before going back towards the door, closing and locking it.

Santana looked up at Brittany from her position on the bed. "We don't have to do this tonight Britt, I meant it when I said I wasn't expecting anything but sleep tonight."

Brittany stalked back over to the bed and crawled on all fours till she hovered over Santana. "Is this relationship about sex for you?"

Santana gasped and shook her head. "Of course not Britt. I feel so much for you. Sometimes I think that I'm going to burst with all these feelings I have."

Brittany smiled and leaned to kiss her again. "Then don't worry so much. I know I'm not like any of your previous girlfriends. When were done we are going to lay in each other's arms," she kissed her again. "and in the morning you're going to wake up still in my arms," another kiss. "and then we are going to shower together before the kids wake up, then we are going to make breakfast together." She laid her head on Santana's and looked in her eyes. "Does that sound good?"

Santana smiled and nodded her head. "That sounds perfect." She suddenly had another thought. "Britt what about the kids?"

Brittany chuckled. "Don't worry so much San, my kids could sleep through a hurricane. Plus the door's locked just in case."

They brought their lips back together and kissed passionately each one wanting to convey just how much they cared. Brittany disconnected and lowered her lips down Santana's neck slowly moving down leaving hot wet open mouthed kisses as she went.

Santana moaned at the sensation she hooked her legs around Brittany's calves and slid her hands into her hair pulling her closer.

Brittany made her way lower till she reached the top of Santana's breast, which were hidden from view by her t-shirt. Sliding her hands down lower on Santana's body she gripped the bottom of her shirt and yanked it up quickly stripping it off of her. She re-lowered her head and left kisses all over Santana's breast that were spilling out over her lace bra. She reached behind her and unclipped the offended object. When her breast were finally free Brittany couldn't help but stare.

Santana was getting anxious. "Britt…baby, you can look all you want but it would be better if you touched."

Brittany shook her head and smirked. "You mean like this?" she leaned down and pulled Santana's left nipple into her mouth sucking lightly she cupped the other one with her hand tweaking the point between her two fingers.

Santana moaned loudly and arched her back. "Don't stop." She begged.

Brittany released her nipple with a wet pop and moved her attention to the other giving it the same treatment.

Santana hands were starting to get antsy by now. She slipped her hands under Brittany's shirt and slid them up her stomach feeling the well-defined contours of her abs. Santana let out a ragged breath. "Britt take off your clothes I want to feel you."

Brittany gave each of Santana's breast an extra kiss than moved up to once again reclaim her mouth. She stood up abruptly and grabbed the bottom of her shirt lifting it over her head.

Santana watched transfixed as Brittany removed every stitch of her clothing. Her mouth wet dry, all available wetness was currently pooling in the place she needed Brittany the most. Her panties were starting to cling uncomfortably to the inside of her thighs, she reached down and flicked open the button on her jeans. Brittany quickly flicked her hand away and shook her head. "Let me." She grabbed the tops of Santana's jean and yanked them down tossing them somewhere on the floor behind her.

Brittany lifted Santana's right leg and delicately placed kisses from her ankle to her apex, not quite reaching her core. She repeated the action to the left leg this time hooking her fingers into the waistband of Santana's underwear and pulling them slowly down her legs.

Santana didn't know how much more of this she could take. "Bri….ittt. Please." She begged.

Brittany smirked and placed a kiss directly on Santana's core causing her to lift her hips. Brittany laid on her stomach and pulled Santana closer laying her hands on her hips to hold her still. "Patience baby, I'm just getting started."

Brittany lowered her head and gave Santana a slow long lick through her folds. She repeated the action again and again gathering Santana's wetness in her mouth. She took Santana's bundle of nerves into her mouth and sucked on it roughly.

Santana was a writhing mess, she was gripping the sheets so hard her knuckles were turning white. She tried arching her back but Brittany had her pinned. "Britt, I'm close. Don't stop."

Brittany sucked at a faster pace. She lowered her right hand and slowing sunk two fingers knuckle deep into Santana's heat, quickly finding a rhythm between thrusting and sucking on her clit. She could feel Santana's walls tighten around her fingers. "Let go baby." She cooed looking up from her position to see Santana with her head thrown back and eyes closed.

"Oh my God! Fuck! Fuck! Don't stop!" Santana opened her eyes and connected them with Brittany's. She had never seen such an arousing sight. The combined sensation quickly toppled her over the edge. Brittany kept going bringing her down slowly. She lapped up the remaining juices running down Santana's thighs then made her way up her body leaving kisses along the way. She rolled over onto her side and pulled Santana's body into her own effectively spooning her.

Santana gripped the arm that was draped across her waist and snuggled deeper into Brittany. "Mhmm…Britt what about you?"

Brittany shook her head and kissed the back of Santana's neck. "We have plenty of time for that later. You just sleep."

"Okay." Santana yawned. "Hey Britt does this make you my girlfriend?"

Brittany laughed softly. "Yeah I think it does."

Santana nodded happily. "Good."

Anybody see that coming? Thanks for reading.

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