Happy Sunday everyone,
I found some spare time, so here is the regularly scheduled Sunday update. I know the last chapter seemed to leave some of you with questions. This one will leave you with even more, just hang in there. I promise to get it all ironed out by the time the story ends. There are also some twists and turns coming up, so just be prepared for a bumpy ride.
Warnings for this chapter: Marley is in the nursery at the club, so a few more age play things show up. That's about it really. No violent descriptions of anything.
My thanks to NayaFan, UnholyUnderBoob, & Beaner008 for their encouragement and support.
PLEASE review, and I wish you all a wonderful week!
Be well friends.
Santana very carefully helped Marley to the door and they stood behind a woman who was apparently going in for a session. Marley stayed close to Santana and decided not to look at the security officers. She put her head on Santana's shoulder and finally the guard gave the woman before him permission to leave and Santana stepped closer.
She happened to watch the woman walk back out the front door and thought it strange. No one was ever asked to sign out. Beth only required her clients to sign in. Perhaps there had been a rule change though. She didn't know what she had missed while she was bonding with Marley, and she didn't have to sign into the book for quite some time now. All Dominants were required to check in with security, and then sign in with Nicole at the front desk, in order for them to get paid. Nicole was usually on top of things, as security would call to inform her, who was on the way up to see her.
"Hello Miss Rivers," he smiled at her once the woman left.
"Hey Jack. How's your day?" she asked him.
"Same ol', same ol'," he smiled. "How are you?" he asked.
"Glad to be here and Marley is feeling very shy all of a sudden," she said apologizing for Marley's lack of communication.
"No worries, I don't think I would want to communicate either," he said kindly and Santana gave him a kind smile.
"Okay Miss Rivers, sign in here," he said giving her the book and she rubbed Marley's back, signing their names in and Jack smiled at her.
"Can you at least give Mr. Jack a smile?" Santana asked kindly and Marley whimpered and held tighter to Santana. Something was bothering her but she wasn't ready to share. "Okay baby, let's go upstairs," Santana told her and she started to walk away toward the front elevators that would bring them to Nicole's desk.
"Oh, no, I'm sorry Miss Rivers, you need to go to this elevator today," he told her gesturing to his right and she raised an eyebrow at him. "Miss Beth's orders," he told her.
"Well we can't disobey Miss Beth," she said and they went up to the third floor where Susan and Beth met them outside. "Look baby, a welcoming committee," Santana smirked and Beth just rolled her eyes.
It was the middle of the day and there were a lot of clients on the books today, so going through the front door would expose Marley to a great number of people that they didn't know if she could handle. "Hi Marley," Susan grinned and Marley turned a bit, giving the faintest of smiles to Susan. "There's my lovely little girl. I'm so glad I get to spend time with you today," Susan grinned.
"She's excited too, although she's not showing it now," Santana said kindly.
"Why don't the three of you get set and I'll meet Santana in my office when she's ready," Beth said. They all nodded and went down the hallway to the nursery.
Kurt had dragged himself home from work and decided he was going to collapse on the couch. Rachel was at work and Santana and Marley were at the club. He was more than excited to have the house to himself for a couple of hours. He stood in front of the elevator, sorting through the mail waiting for the door to open and when they did a dirty blonde stepped out of the elevator and nearly ran him over. "Oh," she said excitedly, glad to have found someone. She was hoping he knew what was going on in the building, because no one else wanted to give her the time of day. "Hey, do you live here?" she asked him.
"Yes," he said simply and he stared at her, trying to figure out who she was, and he had this terrible sinking feeling he knew. He was trying to push it aside, and convince himself, this wasn't the woman he thought it was.
"Great. Do you know a little girl who lives here? Well she's not that little, but she's my little girl. She's about this tall, brown hair, answers to the name Marley," she said and Kurt felt his stomach drop. There was no way this was Terri. For all they knew Terri was out in the woods somewhere, doing only God knows what. "Hello?" she asked snapping her fingers in front of his face.
"I'm thinking," he grouched at her, slapping her fingers away from his face.
"She was taken away from home and needs to be reunited. I miss my little girl," the woman said.
"And what's your name?"
"I'm her mother," she growled.
"Yeah, but I can't just say oh some girl named Marley's mother was here," he said. "It's not helpful for when the police come looking."
"The police? No, you don't need to involve the police, she's nineteen," the woman said playing it off and suddenly looking very nervous since Kurt mentioned the police. "Look, it's not that hard, do you know her or not?" she asked getting flustered.
"Look lady, there are a hundred people in this building. I don't socialize," he told her and then pushed past her and went into the elevator, pushing the button for his floor and as soon as the doors closed, he put his fist in his mouth and screamed.
That was definitely Terri and he didn't know how far into the building she had been, so he did the first thing he could think of, which was to call Santana, but she was at the club. He didn't think he'd be able to contact her directly, so he decided to just call the club instead.
"Eve's Garden, may I help you."
"Yes, I need to talk to Santana Lopez please, this is her room mate and this is an emergency," he said. He wasn't sure how he got all those words out though, because his entire body was trembling.
"I'm sorry Sir, but she's in session."
"Okay, I don't remember your name, I've met you once. You're a very nice girl, with blonde hair down to your shoulders, and you know my family situation. I am telling you that if you do not put Santana on the phone, Marley and the rest of your club could be in a great deal of danger!" Kurt snapped.
"I'm really sorry, but I cannot interrupt session Sir," Nicole said honestly.
"NICOLE!" he shouted, finally remembering her name and then he softened his voice. "That's it, that's your name. Nicole! Nicole, I will do or say whatever it is, you need so you do not get in trouble. You need to get Santana now, because I do not know who else to call," he said.
"Hold on," she sighed and she put him on hold and took a deep breath. She walked to the proper room and raised her hand. She knew that she was never to interrupt session, but she heard a lot of desperation in Kurt's voice, so she took a very deep breath, closed her eyes and knocked on the door. She waited for the voice on the other side to say come in and after what seemed like an eternity it did. "I'm very sorry Madam, but there is a phone call for Miss Rivers and they are insisting that this is a life and death emergency," she said not able to look at Beth or Santana. She couldn't believe she was doing this.
Santana jumped slightly at the sound of the knock. She was right on the brink of an orgasm and the knock had 'scared it away' so she wrapped herself in a sheet and stormed over to the desk to pick up the phone on Beth's desk. "This better be life or death," she growled into the phone.
"Terri's back."
"Fuck," Santana said and she took a lot of deep breaths before looking at Beth. "Please check in on Marley for me," she said her voice full of panic. Beth watched with concern. Santana's emotions went from down right pissed off to complete fear.
"You will calm yourself right now," Beth ordered her and then she took Nicole's hand. "And you my darling, you come with me," she said taking her out of the room to check on Marley.
"I'm so sorry Miss," Nicole whimpered.
"Shhh, it's alright my dear. You used your best judgement, and I'm sorry you got so scared and worked up about this. I'm not mad. This is a very difficult situation that we've never had to deal with before. We're all sort of swimming in confusion. I'm not mad my love," she told her and she kept her in a tight cuddle to help calm her.
"Kurt, what the fuck is going on?" Santana asked on the verge of tears.
"Terri. Terri was here, or someone was here. She was looking for Marley. She asked for a little girl. If I had seen a little girl. The difference was, she described our little girl. Our Marley, down to every little detail," he said. "And when I tried to get a name so I could help her with the police search, she decided not to tell me, and ran out of the building as fast as she could."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, where's Berry?" she asked.
"She's at work," Kurt told her. "Your ears are steaming. I know I bothered everything you're doing and I'm really sorry about that, but I need to know what you want to do, but I'm pretty sure, none of us should be staying here, if it is in fact Terri that was the one who came looking," he said.
"Yeah, you're right," she sighed. "I need time, a little while. Pack a run bag. One for all of us. There are several backpacks in my room, in the small closet. Just grab pajamas and two days worth of clothes for all of us. Come to the club and I'll figure it out from there," she told him and then looked up as Beth returned.
"Marley is fine, she's with Susan in the nursery, laughing at a book they're reading," she said and Santana smiled.
"She's here and safe. Take care of the backpacks, and we'll take it from there, once you and Berry make it here to the club. Text her and tell her to come here straight from work," she said.
"I'm not your pet, but I understand," Kurt told her and the two hung up.
Santana fell to the floor and Beth moved over to her, lifting her up and keeping her close. She was shaking with lots of various feelings and she was only wearing a sheet. "Come on my love," Beth said kindly and brought her over to the bed, so she could sit down and get herself settled.
"I have to see her," she told Beth. "Please Miss. I have to," she pleaded with Beth and Beth pulled up the app on her cell phone and showed it to Santana who watched the live video feed and broke down into tears.
"Talk to me sweetheart," Beth encouraged.
"She didn't deserve any of this," Santana said, tears slipping down her face and she brushed them away before they fell on the phone. "She told me the other day she wanted to die. She told me that when she was in the hospital, she didn't know why or how she got there, but she told me she wanted to die. She only wanted to die because Terri tortured her. She's so happy, I can't make her that sad frightened little girl again," she cried handing Beth her phone back. "She just wanted to find someone to love her, make her feel like she was special and loved and cared for, and give her all the feelings that her mom gave her, when she was alive. She told me her mom died of a brain aneurism," Santana said.
"Did she ever cope with that?" Beth asked kindly.
"I don't know, I didn't think to ask that question," Santana said kindly.
"It's alright love," Beth said gently and she wrapped her in a hug. "You my darling, are not in your right mind and that's okay. We still have time, but right now, you get to tell me what you want to do with that time," Beth told her.
"Berry. I have to make sure Rachel is okay," Santana said seriously and Beth nodded. Santana got to her phone and sent Rachel a text. "We're all okay. When you finish work, come to the club."
"This doesn't sound good."
"It's all good, we just need to meet here figure out a game plan." She put her phone away and looked at Beth. "Can I get dressed please Miss?" she asked.
"Yes my love. What would you like to do?" Beth asked.
"I need to figure out my plans for the evening. It's not smart for us to stay in our apartment. Terri showed up there, well we think she did, so we need to go somewhere else for the night, until we can secure our place," she said.
"You my dear are going to come home with me," she said and Santana went to say something. "No, absolutely not. You, Marley, Rachel, and what's the boy's name? I never remember," she said kindly.
"Lady Hummel?" Santana asked.
"Santana," Beth warned.
"Kurt," she said.
"Yes, Kurt, you, Rachel, Marley, and Kurt. Sleep over at Miss Beth's house tonight, until you can get good security system. No arguments," she told her sternly, "and I will be the one installing your security system. Part of my job is to make sure my staff is safe. I am going to be sure that you all are," Beth said and Santana decided to not say anything, she knew she would be told to be quiet anyway.
An hour later, Kurt was at the club and Rachel smiled when she saw him, which immediately turned to a frown when she saw the backpacks. "What are these?" she asked as they signed in with security. "Hey Jack," she said.
"You memorize everything, I swear to God," Kurt said and then smiled at Jack as well and then he let them go up, calling to Nicole to inform her they were on the way.
"What happened?" Rachel asked her kindly.
"Terri," Kurt said.
"Fuck," Rachel said simply and sadly.
"Now you sound like Santana. Do not bark at me," he ordered her, effectively barking at her.
"Woof," Rachel giggled and then wrapped Kurt in a tight hug. They stepped off the elevator and Nicole smiled at them.
"Good evening. I've been asked to take you into our small room and Miss Rivers will join you shortly," she said kindly and they nodded and went. They were in the room for forty seconds before Santana rushed in and hugged them both tightly, and they immediately knew that things were scaring her. This was not typical Santana behavior.
"What happened? Where's Marley?" Rachel asked kindly.
"She's in the nursery with Susan, and she's fine, and she doesn't know what's going on. However tonight, we're going to Miss Beth's house, until we can get a security system for our house, hence the emergency bags," Santana said and the three of them sat down on the floor, looking down at the paper Santana had in her hand. "Terri is back and she's looking for Marley, and we have reason to believe she applied here," she said.
"Marley doesn't get to know any of this," Rachel said quickly with a lot of definition in her voice.
"No, she doesn't. What she gets to know is that we're all, all, sleeping over at Miss Beth's house. I don't even get to say no. I tried," Santana told her.
"How do we tell her?" Kurt asked.
"I'm still working on that, and I'm open to ideas," Santana said honestly and Rachel reached over and took her hand, holding it gently, hoping to give her some kind of comfort or feeling of hope.
Susan and Marley were cuddled up in the rocking chair when Marley realized she was ready for a drink. "Nanny. I firssy pee, I have gink?" she asked softly.
"Of course baby girl. What would you like to drink? I think Mommy left you juice and Nanny has water as well," she told her kindly.
"Um, wah-ta pee," she said softly.
"Alright love, let's go get you a drink. Would you like to come with Nanny, or do you want to just watch from here?" she asked.
"I come," she told her and she crawled with Susan over toward the little fridge and her eyes lit up when she saw the bottles in the fridge. "Nanny?" she asked, blushing furiously. She wanted to ask this question. Nanny Susan made her feel safe. Where Nanny Susan worked, it was safe and Mommy Santana said she would be okay with anything, but she was still far too embarrassed to even ask.
"Yes my love?" Susan asked kneeling down and looking at Marley on her level, as she sat on the floor.
"Why dat not for me?" she asked pointing to a bottle that was labeled for Hailey.
"That is for one of the little girls I watch. I have lots of bottles if you would like to try one though," she offered her and there was no judgement in her voice. It was simply a choice, much like any of the choices that Santana, Rachel, or Kurt had ever given her. "Marley love, if you want to try water in a bottle I will make you one, but it's up to you."
"Wha if i' dun'nt wo'k," she said.
"You mean what if you don't get anything out of it?" Susan asked and Marley nodded, blushing harder. "Then I will get you a sippy cup, or a glass. It is totally your call my darling. Your Mommy has very specific rules for you and one of those rules is you get a say in your care. This is part of that and I will never go against your Mommy's rules, because that violates trust," Susan said.
"Bah-dah pee," Marley said, her face flushing so hard, Susan had to touch her cheek with the palm of her hand to make sure the poor girl could stay calm.
"You are definitely welcome to try sweetheart. Nanny will fix you the bottle right now," she said and then she put it together, screwed on the lid and handed the bottle to Marley. "Try it for a moment darling. If you want to stay with it, then we can, if you want a sippy cup or a glass, we can move to that too," she told her waiting for Marley to drink.
Marley tipped the bottle up and sucked hard, but then winced. It was too much power and her mouth, while healed, didn't like to work that hard anymore. "No fun Nanny," she pouted.
"That's alright baby," Susan said kindly holding out her hand for the bottle. Marley handed it over and then Susan smiled. "Do you want to try a proper sippy cup, or a regular glass?" she asked her.
"Cup pee," she said.
"Shall we get the pretty blue one with all the stars on it?" Susan smiled and Marley nodded happily. "Alright my love, here we go," Susan said and she pulled out the cup, filled it with water and then looked at Marley. "Lid or no lid?" she asked.
"Lid pee," Marley said softly. Susan smiled screwed the lid onto the cup and handed it to Marley.
"I'm very proud of you Marley, you're being a very good girl tonight," Susan praised her. "Should we go back to the little table and read some more? Or something else?" Susan asked.
"Um, Color?" Marley asked.
"We can color," Susan smiled. "Do you want color a nice picture for Mommy?" she offered. "Nanny has a lot more coloring books than she knows what to do with." Susan pulled out a stack of coloring books and brought them over to the kiddie table that Marley had managed to sit herself on. "Look through these honey, and I'll get you the crayons," Susan said. Marley thumbed through the stack of books and found one that was geared more toward boys. She saw Superman on the cover and tried to find something in the book. Her picture was going to be for her Mommy and Baby Marley thought her Mommy was her superhero.
Santana, Kurt, and Rachel, sat in a little triangle on the floor, trying to come up with a game plan. "We've never lied to her before, about anything, we can't lie to her about this," Rachel offered.
"I'm not comfortable telling her that Terri is back and looking for her. Marley runs. She's not good at running, so she tries as hard as she can to get away from whatever it is, even if it's us, and then her body locks up in spasm," Santana sighed.
"Couple that with the fact that we will be living in a new space for how long?" Kurt asked.
"Until Miss Beth fits our house with a security system," she said.
"We can't lie to her though. We can't just withhold information from her. We all know, that doesn't work," Rachel said.
"We also know telling her flips her the fuck out!" Santana snapped in frustration and Rachel backed down, holding her hands up in surrender.
"Look, I don't disagree with you, but we need to all be on the same page about this, and I really really really don't think not telling her something is the way to go here," Rachel said kindly.
"Okay, stop. Who is usually more receptive to upsetting information? Big girl Marley? Or little girl Marley?" Kurt asked seriously.
"It depends on how she's feeling. Usually, it's the toddler version. The three or four years old. That's where she's happiest. Although I have noticed that if you aren't around, she's a little bit older," Santana said looking directly at Kurt.
"She's got parental issues," Kurt shrugged. "Look, my point is, if we're all agreed that we have to do this together, then we have to tell her, together, and she has to understand, in whatever age she is, that we are doing this for her and not to torture her, then we have to say it to her in whatever age she is at the time. If she's two, we don't tell her that Terri is back and trying to find her. We tell her something in smaller words, something not so scary," Kurt said.
"Well we won't know that, until we see her for ourselves," Rachel said. "And we've seen her change from two, to nineteen in the blink of an eye. If she's scared, she's going to run, or at least want to."
"Which is not something I want Miss Beth to have to hear tonight at her house. I really don't want her to hear our little girl screaming in pain and begging for relief, and I'd really like it if she didn't hear any of us scolding Marley for poor behavior," Santana explained.
"Not to piss you off, or belabor a point, but that is not something we can easily do, and if she acts up, you know we have to 'punish' her for her transgressions. We have learned that the hard way," Rachel said kindly.
"Santana, I hate to say it, but I think that the only way we're going to be able to figure anything out is if we go see Marley for ourselves," Kurt said.
"Okay, then," Santana sighed and she took hold of both her room mates hands. "You stand behind me, whatever I say?" she asked and they both nodded. "Then we go see Marley, together, as her parents, and we tell her what it is happening, in some form of terminology that she is comfortable with, because that is what she needs," she said and she let go of them and carefully stood up. They both followed and took her hand.
"Somehow, we'll get it figured out, but before we go break her crazy, what I hope to be, happy bubble. I need to talk to Miss Beth and make sure Nicole is not in any trouble. I told her I would vouch for her, for whatever she needed. I made her break your time," Kurt said.
"Come with me," Santana said and she lead her friends and room mates over to Beth's office, knocking on the door, so that Kurt could explain to Beth what had happened.
Once he finished with his explanation, Beth smiled. "Thank you for your explanation Kurt," she smiled. "And now that that is all discussed and settled, I'd like to find out what the four of you need when you come to stay with me," Beth said.
"Need?" Rachel asked and Santana tapped her hip lightly.
"We don't need anything specific. None of us have food allergies. Marley is completely okay with eating whatever we cook," Santana said.
"Getting her to eat it, is a differently story," Kurt said with a smirk and Santana glared at him. "It's true," he said going on the defensive.
"Santana dear, my house, is not the club. You're all welcome to be relaxed and calm. I hope you will be. I know I won't be nearly as strict as I am here. Home is not where the mystery of the club happens. Home is where you are safe and can find serenity," she explained.
"Yes, well we aren't really sure as to how Marley is going to react and I do not want her, or my room mates to be rude to you," Santana said.
"We need basics though," Rachel said kindly.
"Kurt brought run bags, we're good for two days."
"Three, with pajamas," Kurt said and then looked at Beth. "I didn't know how long the system would take."
"My darlings, as far as I'm concerned, you'll be with me, until I am absolutely sure you're going to be kept safe. I think Terri is real and I think her being as close as she might be, is not safe. I want you, all of you, kept safe," Beth said seriously.
"Thank you Miss," Kurt said kindly.
"The three of you need to go be with Marley. I'm having a car service pick us up in an hour, will that work, or shall I make it later?" she asked.
"Check on us in thirty minutes please," Santana said and Beth nodded while she watched Santana take hold of both Kurt and Rachel's hand. She was definitely scared, but the fact that she was leaning on her friends for support, Beth decided to let it go.
"I shall see you shortly then," she smiled and watched as the three wandered down the hall to the nursery. "Oh my darlings," she sighed and then she paged the front desk. "Nicole my love, call the police please darling. I want to file a report, and please tell Jack that we need the security footage thirty minutes, before and after, from when Alexis Longo signed in please," she said.
Santana knocked on the door and then let herself in. "MOMMY!" Marley cried happily when she saw her. Santana crossed the room quickly and wrapped Marley in a tight hug.
"Hi baby girl," she smiled giving her a kiss to her temple, and then Marley sat back down next to Rachel who seated herself at the kiddie table, smiling at the picture that Marley had been coloring. Marley had colored a superman logo, but since she hadn't practiced coloring, it really did look like a three year old had done it. Most of the color was inside the lines, but there were a few areas where she had gone outside the lines. When she had been doing it, she started to get upset, but Susan had assured her, that her Mommy would love it no matter what. Then she showed her a few pictures that some of her other little ones had colored and Marley felt much better. One little boy, had just done scribbles across the entire page.
"Mama, I did, is pity?" she babbled softly checking to make sure that Susan's words had been true. She desperately needed to know that her family approved of her attempt.
"You did this baby girl? This is beautiful!" Rachel praised and she wrapped her arms around Marley, smiling as Marley snuggled into her. "You know what? We should hang this somewhere. Where do you think we should hang this?" she asked and she kept Marley engaged in conversation while Santana pulled Susan aside and explained things quietly to her.
Susan listened carefully to Santana's words and nodded her understanding. "She's been in a very young state of mind, all night. Around four or five, and she's content, but she's gotten younger the second the three of you walked in the room. You should take full advantage of that if you've decided to tell her that Terri is back and looking for her," Susan said.
"I don't want to tell her at all," she sighed.
"Papa, you he'p me?" Santana heard Marley ask him selecting a blue crayon. There were a lot of places where the blue could go, and she wanted it to be as perfect as possible.
"I'm telling you love, take the chance. She's been like this all night. She started to grow one time when she colored outside the lines, but I was able to convince her that you would be proud of her. Coloring is working really well for her. Tell her now, while she is surrounded by love, as she coloring," Susan encouraged.
Santana took a very deep breath and moved back over to the table. "Mommy," Marley smiled.
"Hi baby girl, what are you coloring over there?" Santana asked.
"Super," Marley said.
"Superman? Well you've done a very good job. I'm very proud of you. Did you have a good time with Nanny?"
"Yeps. We color an I try bottle, but no more pee, an Nanny read-ed me a s'ory," she babbled softly.
"You had quite the evening. I have a question for you," she said and Marley looked up at her happily. "Would you like to maybe have some more fun tonight?" Santana asked and Marley immediately dropped her crayon and looked afraid, pressing her body into Rachel.
Kurt scooted in closer and helped support Marley's body while Santana leaned across the table and carefully took Marley's hands. Santana saw the mood shift and immediately changed tactics. "Okay, first thing first. Who here is one hundred percent committed to keeping Marley safe?" she asked with a smile.
"I am," Rachel and Kurt said at the same time. There was no hesitation in their answer, and Santana smiled.
"I am too," Santana said. "And right now, I promise you, that our little adventure now is to keep you safe," she said.
"Mommy," Marley whimpered, getting scared by what she was hearing. "Bad fings Mommy, I no bad, I sorry," she cried.
"Shhh, no Marley, you are not bad. You are a very good, smart, beautiful girl, and we all love you very much," Santana said quickly.
"Shhh, listen to Mommy sweetheart. Listen to what she's saying, listen to what Mama and I are saying. You are not a bad girl, and you didn't do anything wrong. We love you, and we want to protect you. There's just something that's happened that makes our house not the safest it can be at the moment," Kurt said and Marley cried but leaned into Rachel and softly asked why.
"You know how you colored this superman logo baby?" Rachel asked her gently. "We have to make our house is superman protected it," Rachel tried. "And in order to do that we have to let professional people go into the house, make it very safe, leave, and then we can go back."
"No, I no leave, I good, I didn't be bad, I good, I good, I good," she pleaded getting very worked up very fast.
"Marley baby, listen to Mommy," Santana said and she carefully took Marley's hands in hers.
"I good Mommy," she cried.
"Yes you are baby," she said and Marley started trembling, her body starting to spasm a little bit.
"No Terri, no bad, no away, Mommy pee," she begged and Santana felt her heart break. She didn't know how Marley knew, but they all knew Marley was smart, so it wasn't so far fetched that she would know. "I good Mommy, I good, pee," she begged.
"Shhh," Rachel said gently shifting a bit to hold Marley in a much more comfortable position. "You are a very good girl Marley and I want to ask you something. Do you remember what Mommy said? Do you remember who all is going on this adventure?" Rachel asked and Marley cried harder. This was how this was going to happen. They were going to leave her somewhere so they didn't have to deal with her anymore.
"Mommy, pee," she said, trembling violently and Rachel looked at Santana.
Santana stood up and walked over to Marley. "Come here baby," she said trying to pull her up to her feet, but Marley screamed in fear, wet herself, and started to convulse. Kurt pushed himself back and Santana scooted in. She got very close so she and Rachel could keep Marley tight between them while Kurt moved over to Susan.
"Where is her pacifier Miss?" he asked kindly. Susan went over to the small back pack on the counter and fished it out of the pocket and handed it to him. "Thank you," he said and he went back over to the girls. Marley was leaning back into Rachel crying hard while Santana stayed close against her trying to get her to at least regulate her breathing if nothing else. They didn't want her to throw up. Kurt sat down at their feet and carefully put Marley's pacifier in her hand. "This is for you baby girl," he said. "Look at Papa, look at your hand," he coached her and she trembled between them, it was just so much to feel at the moment. "We're right here honey. Mama is holding you, Mommy is in front of you, and Papa is right next to you. You're okay. You're safe with your family," Kurt told her.
"Terri," she whimpered.
"Yes baby, yes," Rachel told her gently carefully putting her cool hand on Marley's forehead as Marley let her weight fall backward into Rachel. Rachel pet her face gently and spoke softly. "Yes, scary things are happening right now, but Mommy and Papa and I would never, ever, ever let something bad happen to you on purpose. Mommy Santana would go all Lima Heights on whoever caused her baby any harm, and that most definitely includes Mama Rae and Papa Kurt," Rachel said.
"Are you focused my love? Can Mommy explain what is going to happen?" Santana asked and Marley hiccuped and nodded tearfully. "Alright my love, listen closely. Terri, unfortunately, is out and about, and looking for you. So in order to be safe, Mama, Papa, Mommy, and Marley are all going to live with Miss Beth for a while, do you want to know why?" she asked.
"Mommy," Marley cried and she struggled to lean forward, holding tight to Santana and shaking. She couldn't be left alone. That would be too hard. Too much to handle. She wasn't even sure how she was going to handle this. They couldn't leave her. She wouldn't be able to survive it, and yet they were. They were sitting there, as calm as could be, and telling her they were leaving her with Miss Beth.
"Okay, okay," Santana said and she pulled her close and shifted them around looking at Susan with fear and sadness in her eyes.
"You did the right thing Santana. You are doing the right thing. She needs to know what's happening before it does," Susan said.
"But she's not listening, so Santana is freaking out," Kurt said kindly and he moved to Santana's right side and hugged her. "You can't complain. Your, excuse me, our baby girl, needs her Mommy, and her Mommy needs support, so don't complain. The more you relax, the more she relaxes, and I'm tired of carrying run bags, so I'll cuddle the two of you while Mama deals with run bags," he said and both Santana and Rachel smirked at Kurt's attempt of humor to help ease the tension.
Santana held Marley close and was relieved when Marley put her head on Santana's shoulder. She waited for a minute and then looked to Kurt. "One of you or both of you need to tell her the game plan while she rests on me, and you have to know that she knows who is holding her. We'll say it fifty times if we have to, but it has to sink in. She has to understand, before we leave, and we only have half an hour."
"You know Beth will give you more time my love," Susan said from her spot near the high chair as she cleaned it.
"I just want to get my sweet girl, bathed and into pajamas, and into bed. It's what she needs more than anything," Santana said kindly.