Ch. 16: Maybe
Amanda watched as Beth packed the remaining pieces of clothing that was currently taking residence on the floor. Beth had already sent a text to her family telling them they were on the way. Amanda had done the same for her family.
"Are we going to talk about what happened at all?"
"No," Beth quickly replies.
"Beth, nothing happened. We made out, that was it."
Beth turns to Amanda with sad eyes.
"You and I both know it was a little more than making out."
"Until you freaked out."
Beth shakes her head and sits down at the edge of the bed.
"I did not freak out," Beth mumbles.
Amanda crawls behind Beth and places a kiss on the back of her neck and wraps her arms around Beth as the previous nights events played in her mind.
Their make out quickly became heated. Amanda pulled her mouth away from Beth's.
"I want you," Amanda whispers as her hands find the front of Beth's jeans and goes back to the kissing. Amanda's tongue dominating over Beth's. Amanda gets the button and zipper done before Beth pulls away and flips off Amanda's shirt quickly. Beth nips at the top of Amanda's bra covered breasts causing Amanda to moan with pleasure. Beth gently lowers Amanda to the bed as Amanda's hands slip underneath Beth's shirt. She needed to feel skin. She felt Beth freeze on top of her.
"Don't."
Amanda hears the harsh whisper. Amanda looks up at Beth and they quickly lock eyes. Beth rolls off of Amanda and closes her eyes.
"It's okay," Amanda whispers. She had felt the scars on Beth's back, but that didn't bother her. It was just a reminder that not everyone was perfect. "Everyone has scars. They don't define who you are."
Beth runs at her face and stands up from the bed. She buttons up her jeans and zips up her zipper. She hands Amanda her shirt. The mood had officially disappeared.
"No, but our actions do. We shouldn't have done this. I have a girlfriend."
"You keep saying that, but the way I see it is that you don't want her to be your girlfriend," Amanda throws her shirt on and walks towards the door. "You need to decide Beth. The string is only so long and I can only be pulled so far."
Amanda walks out the door as Beth sits on the bed and puts her head in her hands.
Beth gets up from the bed and holds her hand out to Amanda.
"We should probably go."
Amanda stands up to Beth and captures Beth's lips in a kiss. Amanda pulls away with a sad smile.
"Just in case I never get to do that again."
Amanda grabs her bag and walks out of the hotel room. Beth places a hand over her quickly beating heart. Beth grabbed her bag and headed out the door. Her heart never beat that fast for Sara.
*Friend to a Stranger*
Lucy walked into the kitchen to find her mom cooking at the stove. Normally it's her blonde haired mother that's in the kitchen preparing food, especially if it was her day off, which happened to be today. Lucy walked up to her brown haired mother to see what she was cooking.
"Bacon?" Lucy states raising a single eyebrow, her mother was vegan and her mama wasn't, but it wasn't very often that her vegan mother made bacon, especially without complaint.
Rachel turns to her daughter and kisses her forehead.
"Morning sweetheart, and yes, I am cooking bacon while trying not to think about the dead little pigs."
Lucy frowned.
"What happened?"
Rachel went to work on the eggs.
"Your mama lost a patient last night, a little girl."
Quinn walked into her home and locked the door. It was late for her, but early for everyone else. The last time Quinn had looked at the clock it was two in the morning and that was before she left the hospital.
Quinn walked into the kitchen and unlocked the liquor cabinet. Her night had been incredibly hard in fact lots of her nights have been hard for her. Quinn poured herself a glass of scotch.
She had lost another patient on the table. Her twelve year old patient had been in a car accident, but the damage had been too severe that the girl had died on the table an hour into surgery. Her heart couldn't take it and neither could Quinn.
Quinn picked up her scotch and downed it before pouring herself another drink. Quinn rested her head on her hand as her elbow found the table. Her tears started to fall. She hadn't heard Rachel coming into the kitchen.
"Quinn?"
Rachel sits down next to her wife and places a hand on her thigh. She hears her wife sniffle.
"What happened tonight?" Rachel asks softly.
Quinn grabs her scotch and brings it to her mouth, but Rachel's voice stops her.
"You don't need that," Rachel whispers with concern. She knew her wife's habits, especially when it came to drinking. If she was drinking wine then chances are Quinn was in a good mood. She wasn't a beer drinker so if Quinn was drinking anything other than wine, Rachel knew her wife was having a hard time.
Rachel grabs the glass from Quinn's hand and places it back on the table.
"I can't do this anymore," Rachel gives Quinn more time to explain before she jumped to conclusions. "I lost a patient. She was twelve years old, Rachel. She was twelve. I kill more people than I save. I just can't do it."
"Baby, you don't kill those people. Their bodies just give up on them, but honey, you have saved tons of others."
"I can't do it. I just can't."
Rachel walks into her bedroom with a tray full of food. Lucy is behind her with Quinn's coffee. Rachel smiles hesitantly when she sees Quinn sitting up in bed.
"What's all this?" Quinn asks as she grabs a ponytail from the side table and puts her hair up.
Rachel places the tray on Quinn's lap and grabs the cup from Lucy.
"Well you had a hard night so I'd thought I'd cook you breakfast in bed. Lucy made coffee," Rachel hands the cup to her wife. Quinn takes it graciously and takes a sip.
"Mmm, that's good," Quinn smiles at her daughter. "Thanks Luce."
"You're welcome. I'm sorry about your patient mama."
Quinn smiles appreciating and looks down at the plate. She grins and turns to her wife.
"You cooked bacon!"
Rachel huffs and crosses her arms over her chest. Quinn and Lucy laugh.
"I am capable of cooking bacon especially when my wife has been having a hard day."
Quinn leans over and kisses Rachel quickly.
"I really appreciate this guys, thank you."
Quinn grabs a piece of bacon and starts eating it. She looks at Rachel and Lucy and could see the concern in their eyes.
"Stop worrying. I'm going to be fine. Besides, we received a text from Beth. She's on her way home."
Lucy bites the bottom of her lip.
"Is Beth in trouble when she gets home?"
"Yeah, she is," Rachel responds. "Beth has to understand that when things get hard she can't just take off. It's irresponsible and dangerous."
"Don't be too hard on her okay? She was scared."
Quinn grins at her daughter.
"Why are you protecting Beth? I thought you two didn't get along."
Lucy shrugs her shoulders.
"We're sisters. It's what we do."
Lucy leaves the room and Rachel sees the look in Quinn's eye.
"It's okay to miss your sister Quinn."
Quinn turns to her wife.
"It's been a really long time since I saw them, Frannie and Judy."
"Maybe when things settle down with Beth then you can look them up or something."
Quinn grabs another piece of bacon.
"Maybe."
*Friend to a Stranger*
Santana opens her eyes when the light from the outside shined in her face. She glances down to her stomach and spots a pale white hand resting there. Santana lets a smile fill her face when she remembered how she got to this point.
After spending most of the day at the park with the ducks, Brittany came home and was surprised to find Santana waiting for her.
"Where have you been?" Santana demanded to know.
Brittany chooses to ignore the tone in her wife's voice and walks past her.
"I was with the ducks like I told you I'd be; besides I didn't want to come here if you weren't going to look at me. That was getting pretty old."
"Brittany," Santana whispers. There was no sign of harshness in Santana's voice.
Brittany turns around.
"I've been treating you unfairly. We have our issues and that's obvious, but you are here trying to fix that and I keep pushing you away and I'm sorry for that. But I'm scared that if I try and fix things now that something will happen in the future and I'm trying to avoid that possible hurt."
Brittany steps forward.
"I hurt you and I hurt our daughter and I plan on making it up to the two of you for the rest of my life. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not the ditzy cheerleader I was in high school. I knew what I did would hurt everyone, but I was selfish and I shouldn't have been. I gave up, but I'm not giving up this time. I love you too much to do that. You can hate me or you can love and that's your choice Santana. I waited for a long time for you and I can wait longer. I'm not going anywhere."
Santana grins and grabs Brittany's hand.
"Good because I made dinner."
Brittany smiled brightly. She had missed Santana's cooking. After dinner, which consisted of roast, potatoes and a few different vegetables, Santana and Brittany retreated to the living room with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Santana had set out a blanket on the floor and she quickly sat down and poured two glasses of wine. Brittany sat next to her and was handed a glass of wine.
"I missed your cooking," Brittany whispers before taking a sip of her wine.
Santana finishes her sip and smiles shyly at Brittany.
"I missed it too. I haven't really done that much lately. I remember we had just gotten married and I had first gotten into the restaurant business. I was happy to be the chef of the new restaurant, but then the guy that I hired screwed up my dream I had to step in and it took me away from you and Amanda and I just forgot that there was a world outside of my business. I then I thought I could open another one. I was crazy. I had barely just fixed the first one and I was putting in plans for a second one. I lost out on the reason why I had started in the first place."
"If it helps, you were good at the business side."
Santana chuckles and nods her head.
"Yeah, but I missed cooking. That was my passion and the whole reason I wanted to open my own restaurant. I wanted to make the decisions. I didn't want to be bossed around. I wanted to do the bossing."
"We all make mistakes S, but if you miss cooking so much why don't you go back to it?"
Santana finishes her wine and sets the glass on the ground.
"I don't know why. I guess I never really thought about it."
Brittany places her wine on the ground as well.
"Maybe it's something you should really think about."
Santana yawns and nods her head.
"Yeah, but for now I think I'm going to head to bed."
Santana stands up and stretches her arms above her head.
"I guess I will too."
Brittany and Santana head down the hallway. When Brittany reaches the guest bedroom door, she freezes.
"Good night Santana."
"Night Brittany," Santana goes to open her bedroom door, but stops. "Brittany?"
"Yeah."
"C-can you hold me?" Santana asks nervously. She had really missed being in Brittany's arms.
"Yeah," Brittany whispers.
Santana had almost forgotten what it was like to be in Brittany's arms and last night she had felt at home. Santana turns around and sees that Brittany was already awake. She saw Brittany blush and thought it was completely adorable.
"What would you say if I told you that last night was one of the best nights in my life?"
Brittany smiles and turns her head into the pillow near Santana's head.
"I'd say it would be normal because I felt it too."
Santana wraps her arm around Brittany and snuggled closer to her. She caused Brittany to giggle a little. Their cuddles were soon interrupted when the chirping on Santana's phone caused Santana to groan slightly.
Santana reaches behind her and checks her phone. She goes through her text messages and spots the one she had been waiting for.
Heading home. I'm sorry-Mandy
Santana puts her phone away and Brittany sits up when she sees tears in Santana's eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Amanda is coming home. She should be here soon."
Brittany smiles and then frowns.
"Are we going to have a war on our hands?"
"Maybe," Santana says with a chuckle as she gets up from the bed. "But right now we need to discuss what's going to happen to our darling daughter the moment she steps foot into this house."
*Friend to a Stranger*
Beth and Amanda were currently standing somewhere between their two houses. They knew they were at the point where they needed to face their families on their own, but they both were scared. Their pinkies were locked together and their bags were on their shoulders.
Beth turns to Amanda.
"I don't know what's going to happen, but I'm still here for you, no matter what."
Amanda nods her head.
"You still have a decision to make. I can't wait for you forever so take the time to really think about what you want."
Beth nods her head.
"Good luck," Beth says as she let's Amanda's pinkie go.
"Same to you."
Beth watches Amanda slowly walk away from her. She felt something tugging at her heart, but she had to ignore it. She had other problems to face at the moment. Beth began walking towards her own home. But somehow all her thoughts were on Amanda.
A/N: Decided to end it there because I really wanted to get an update for you guys. I was also wondering if the speed of this story is perfect the way it is or if I should speed it up a bit. What do you guys think?