Santana's humming to herself as she finishes the prep work for dinner. The boys are out having guy time and their moms and Hailey are out toy shopping with Becky leaving Santana home alone. She's enjoying having some alone time since she hardly ever has any. She's already finished up some paper work for work and is going to start case work for her new case.
"Lord Tubbington! Dinner!" Santana shouts.
'Meow' Lord Tubbington appears right next to her causing her to jump.
"God you scared me." Santana says breathing hard and clutching her chest. "Why is it you only appear for food and you know when we try to trick you?" she asks.
She just puts Lord Tubbington's bowl down when she hears a creek that sounds like it's coming from the pantry. Frowning she walks down the hall wondering who's home early. She turns the corner only to be knocked to the ground.
"Hey…." the words die in her mouth when she sees a dark figure in front of her.
Her eyes go wide, she's frozen staring at this intruder.
"You need to leave." Santana finally manages to say.
It's then that the intruder starts walking towards Santana grabbing her by the arm and pulling Santana with them.
"Let me go," Santana squeaks as the intruder squeezes her arm tighter.
"Fucking slut." the intruder growls throwing Santana into a wall.
Santana whimpers as she crumples to the ground. She curls herself into a ball trying to protect the baby growing in her without letting the intruder know.
"Stay away from Brett." the intruder growls kicking her in the back.
With that the intruder goes up stairs for a few minutes before coming back down. Santana curls herself more into a ball when they come back down.
"Fucking bitch! Leave Brett or I'll come back." the intruder growls before leaving.
Santana stays curled in a ball for a few minutes before slowly getting up and calling 911.
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"So son any new projects you working on?" Bryan asks as they sit down at a bar.
"I'm doing a guest spot on Criminal Minds and I've been asked to be in the new Star Wars movie." Brett says.
"So are you?" Antonio excitedly asks.
"Honestly I'm not sure. If I can do all the shooting in LA then I'll do it. I really don't want to be away from San or Becky." Brett tells him.
It's then that Brett's phone goes off.
"It's San," Brett chuckles.
'Hey babe,'
'Mr. Pierce?'
'Yes who is this?'
'This is Dr. Jackson from Memorial hospital ER. You're wife Santana-'
That's all Brett hears before he hangs up.
"We have to go San's in the hospital."
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"Well Mrs. Pierce everything looks fine." Dr. Jackson says looking at the ultra sound. "The baby is fine."
"Thank god," Santana whispers wiping away a few tears.
"You should defiantly have everything rechecked in two weeks just to be safe-"
Before the doctor can finish Brett throws the door open and runs to her falling on his knees next to her.
"Baby," Brett sobs wrapping his arms around her.
"I'm fine B, so is the baby." Santana softly says running her fingers through his hair to calm him.
"Baby," is all Brett can say hugging her close to him.
He just holds her so glad that she's okay. He doesn't know what he'd do if anything was wrong.
"Is my baby okay?" Maria shouts running in followed by Susan, Bryan and Antonio.
"Mami," Santana sighs. "Where's Becky?" she asks.
"Hailey's watching her out in the waiting room." Susan tells her.
"Now again are you okay?" Maria asks again.
"Yes mami, me and the baby are fine." Santana says snuggling into Brett.
"How did you four know San was here?" Brett asks Maria and his mom.
"I called them son." Bryan tells him.
Brett just nods, he's grateful that his dad did this. He buries his head into her chest trying to calm himself down. She rubs circles on his back understanding that he's still very worked up, she would be to if their positions were switched.
"We're okay B," Santana whispers.
"What happened baby?" Brett asks lifting his head up.
"Someone broke into the house." Santana softly says.
"WHAT!?" all three men shout.
It's then that a cop knocks on the door.
"Mrs. Pierce?" she asks.
"Yes come in." Santana says gripping Brett's hand tightly.
"Hello Mrs. Pierce I'm Officer Newman. I'm here to take your statement about the break in and ask a few questions." Officer Newman says.
Santana looks over to her mom to see if she should answer the questions.
"It's okay mija," Maria says.
"Mrs. Pierce can you tell me exactly what happened?" Officer Newman asks.
"I was home alone when I heard a noise come from the garage area. Walking back there someone in all black came in. I was in shock." Santana starts feeling Brett wrap his arm around her. "I told them to leave. After that they grabbed me and pulled me by the arm before throwing me into a wall calling me a fucking slut."
All three men growl at this. They already want to kill whoever this is.
"Whoever they are they knew Brett's my husband as they told me to stay away from Brett before kicking me. I was curled in a ball while they went upstairs. When they came back down they called me a fuck bitch and to leave Brett or they'd come back." Santana softly says burying herself into Brett's side.
"Can you-"
"No she can't or she would have said so." Maria harshly growls pissed.
"I think we've given you everything we can." Antonio says.
"Just catch the son of a bitch who did this." Bryan growls.
Susan sits down thinking. To her this seems very strange. It had to be one of Brett's stalkers who attacked Santana.
"Oh San," Brett says as the cop leaves gathering her up in his arms.
"I can't go back to the house." Santana whispers in his ear.
"That's okay baby we'll rent a hotel room for a few nights." Brett promises.
"Mami!" Becky shouts running in.
"Sorry, she got away." Hailey says following Becky in.
"Come on up baby." Santana says as Brett picks Becky up and places her in between them.
"Antonio, Bryan and Brett I think you three need to go back to the house. Check things over to see if anything was taken and grab some clothes for the girls. Us women will take Becky and check into a hotel as soon as Santana is discharged." Susan says getting up.
Brett looks to Santana to see if she's okay with this plan.
"Go,"
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When the men reach the house they head straight upstairs wanting to avoid seeing where Santana was thrown into the wall.
"Let's spread out and collect everyone's clothing that way we can get back quicker." Bryan suggests.
The other two just nod and they all go into separate rooms. Brett goes into Becky's room pulling a large suitcase from the top shelf. He puts in a week's worth of clothes before throwing in a few of her favorite toys and stuff animals. Walking across the hall to his room he stops at the door. All the Santana's clothes are strung around the room and look to be ripped.
"What's wrong?" Antonio asks walking up behind Brett.
Brett just stares into his room unmoving. It's just so shocking to him that he can't process what he's seeing.
"Son?" Bryan says trying to see around his son.
Brett moves to the side to allow the other two men to see.
"What?" Bryan says staring at the mess.
"What the fuck?" Antonio growls.
"Come on son, we'll just take the girls shopping." Bryan says closing the door.
"We have to find this bastard." Antonio growls pissed that the intruder seems to be targeting his daughter.
"I think I need to hire body guards for San and Becky." Brett says finally breaking out of his haze.
"Don't worry son we'll help you." Bryan says.
"First let's get back to the women." Antonio says.
An hour later the three men meet their wives in the lobby of the Ritz.
"I got us two of the huge suites. One for us and Hailey and one for our parents." Santana says wrapping herself around her husband.
"Okay," Brett whispers.
It's then that Santana notices he only has one suitcase.
"B, why do you only have Becky's suitcase?" Santana asks frowning.
"San let's go up to the room." Brett says not wanting her to freak out with the paparazzi nearby.
"B," Santana sternly says.
"I'll explain when we get to the room." Brett softly says.
She nods burying herself into his side.
"What's with them?" Maria asks her husband noticing that Brett only has one bag.
"He'll explain when we get up to the room." Antonio says.
Maria gives him a look of you fucking better.
"Fine," Maria gives in.
"Bryan, what did you find in their room?" Susan asks.
"How?" Bryan asks as usual shocked by the fact his wife knows what's going on.
"I think it was one of our son's stalkers." Susan whispers.
"Oh,"
Their parents drop their luggage off in their room before heading to their suite.
"Hailey can you take Becky into our room." Santana asks smiling as Brett throws their daughter in the air.
"Daddy, doggy?" Becky asks pouting.
"Maybe princess, go with Aunt Hailey." Brett says putting her down. "Daddy brought you some toys."
"Yay," Becky shouts running after her aunt.
"Okay what did you three find?" Maria asks.
Brett sits Santana down before clearing his throat.
"When I headed into our room all your clothes were ripped and strung around the room." Brett softly says staring at his wife.
"B," Santana sniffles trying not to cry.
"It's okay San, I'm going to hire body guards and security." Brett promises taking her in his arms.
"That fucker, you'd better hire the best to protect my baby and grandbaby." Maria says.
"I think it might be one of your stalkers." Susan points out.
"What?!" Antonio shouts jumping up.
"Fuck," Brett whispers hugging Santana tighter to him.
"Brett you'd better do something." Antonio growls.
"Antonio you know that he'll take care of it. Won't you son." Bryan says.
"Yes, I will." Brett promises. "Tomorrow, I'll start trying to hire some body guards first."
"We'll help." Bryan offers again nudging Antonio.
"Yes we will, now sweetie let's head to our room." Antonio says.
With that all four parents leave their kids.
"Baby," Brett softly says hoping Santana will say something.
"Why would someone do this to me?" Santana sobs into his chest.
"Baby, I promise that this will never happen again. I'll do everything in my power to make sure this person is found and thrown in jail." Brett promises.
"I can't go back to that house." Santana softly says.
"We won't," Brett easily says.
"How can you say that so easily?" Santana asks shocked that he's willing to move.
"I want you to be happy and feel safe so if we need to move than that's what we'll do." Brett says.
"Thank you baby."
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