A Holiday Hangover is the weird empty feeling you have the day after Christmas, for some people it's from the enormous amount of alcohol they consumed, for others it's from the variety of cakes, pies, and cookies they binged on, for kids it's from the boredom they feel from all the new toys they played themselves to sleep with, for some it's having to wake up early and go back to work, and for some it's the sadness that takes over you when your loved ones head back home. While none of those apply to me this year,,,I still woke this morning, December 26 with yes, a Holiday Hangover, it then clicks in my mind it's from leaving Ashley at the shelter.

Brit and I fell asleep in front of the Christmas Tree around 10pm or so, I was so tired from all the cooking, baking, and prep work I did for both our meal at home, and for the shelter. Brit woke me up around 1am and led me to the bed where I immediately collapsed and fell back asleep. Ashley consumed my dreams. The thought that a little girl, a beautiful, full of life, little girl was in a homeless shelter by herself, no parents, just didn't sit right with me. I knew Brittany had to work this afternoon, some stupid 11am to 5pm shift, and I thought about volunteering to bartend during Happy Hour, but I quickly change my mind and instead decide to wake Brittany up.

I glance at the clock at see it's 7am before I softly rub her arm.

"Brit…." I sing out softly. "Honeybee, wake up." I coo in her ear as I scoot closer and kiss her on the neck.

Brittany pulls me closer and rubs my side. "What's wrong, Sanny?" She asks tiredly.

"Can we get dressed and go check on Ashley?" I ask her softly, ok so I kind of whispered it.

Brittany's eyes open flutter open as she smiles at me. She leans forward and glides her lips over mine with a soft moan. "Of course."

"Really?" I ask with excitement in my voice.

Brittany nods. "What time is it?"

"7am." I tell her.

"Ok, let's get dressed." Brittany smiles as she sits up and stretches.

I sit up and quickly straddle her as I pepper kisses to her face and hug her tightly. "I love you so much!" I tell her before I kiss her on the lips and run to the bathroom.

After we take Chef out for his morning ritual and give him and Lord Tubs some breakfast. Brit and I head down to my car. I hop in the driver seat, after opening the passenger door for Brittany of course, and let the car warm up a little because it's like 2 degrees out right now.

"Do they get breakfast at the shelter?" I ask Brittany.

Brittany frowns and shakes her head. "Just dinner, first come first served, so when they run out, they run out. They make everyone leave at 8am every morning too. You have to be back by 5pm to stand in line for a bed when it opens at 6pm."

"Wha…." I breathe out while quickly looking at Brittany. "Seriously?"

Brittany nods. "Yeah."

"So where are they supposed to go during the damn day if they're homeless?" I ask angrily. "its fuckin freezing out today."

"I don't know, cupcake." Brittany whispers out while shaking her head.

I roll my eyes and lean my head back. "So, this 6 year old is supposed to roam the city all day, and then come back, she doesn't have a watch Brit, she doesn't have anything."

"San…" Brittany says softly as she grabs my hand and squeezes it. "Why don't we go get her some breakfast?"

I open my eyes and nod. "That's a good idea." I tell her as I pull out of my parking space and head straight to McDonalds. $26.84 later I head towards the shelter. I bought one of everything on the breakfast menu, to make sure we got what Ashley wanted, I figure we could just find other homeless people and give the rest of the food to. We pull up to the shelter and jump out. I run to the door but we're too late and the doors are locked until they open back up later that evening to offer beds.

"Fuck!" I yell out while kicking the door angrily.

Brittany knocks on the door hoping someone will answer, but no one comes.

"It's closed until dark." I hear softly behind me. I turn around and see it's Ashley. I hand Brit to the bag and run over to her and pick her up hugging her tightly.

"I'm glad you're ok." I tell her softly.

She hugs me back tightly. "Hi Santana." She says happily. "Hi Brittany." She adds with a wave when I set her back down.

"Hey Ashley." Brittany says happily as she takes her scarf off and wraps it around Ashley's neck. "We brought you some breakfast." Brittany tells her while shaking the McDonald's bag.

Ashley's eyes light up as the most adorable smile ever comes across her face. "Wow…"

"Let's eat in my car." I tell her as I take my gloves off and hand them to her. "My hands are super warm now, so let's warm yours up." I add when I see how red her hands are.

"I already have your jacket." She says while shaking her head.

"Well, consider this an extra Christmas present." I tell her as I slip the gloves on her and grab her hand to lead her to my car.

We get in and hand her the bag in the backseat. "Pick whatever you want for breakfast." Brittany tells her.

"Really?" Ashley asks while looking in the bag but not touching anything.

I nod to her. "Yeah, whichever sandwich you want, you can have, sweetheart. If you want 2 or 3, that's fine too."

She hands me the bag. "Can you get it out for me?" She asks sweetly. "My hands are dirty, so I don't want to touch everything." She adds quietly.

I blink back my tears and nod. "Sure." I start to pull out the sandwiches and list off what they are as I hand them to Brittany who sets them on the seat next to Ashley, so she can see them all laid out and pick whichever she wants.

"Which one do you want?" Brittany asks her with a smile. Ashley looks frantically between the sandwiches, obviously overwhelmed, when a light bulb goes off in my head.

"What are we doing Brit?" I whisper quietly to her.

"Huh?" Brittany frowns.

"Why don't I just cook for her, she needs a home cooked meal, not fast food." I say.

Brittany glances back at Ashley, who picks up a sandwich but quickly puts it back down.

"Hey Ashley." I say with a smile. "Do you like pancakes?"

Her eyes light up and she nods quickly.

"Well, I do, and so does Brit here, why don't we go to our place and make some there?" I suggest.

Ashley looks at the shelter door then back to us. "I don't want to miss a bed later."

My heart breaks as I nod. "I promise you will have a bed tonight."

She smiles and nods. "Ok."

Brittany reaches over and packs up all the breakfast sandwiches and hops out of the car. She walks over to a group of homeless women, who like Ashley didn't want to lose their space in line so are sitting next to the center. I watch her hand them the bag with a big smile. She then reaches in her pocket and pulls out some cash and hands it to one woman, who jumps up and hugs her tightly. Brittany takes her coat off and her hat and her gloves, she begins passing out the items to the different women before jogging back to the car.

I turn the heat on full blast for her and smile. "Are you sure you aren't an angel?" I ask her with a smile as I lean over and grab her hands and rub them between mine to warm them up a little.

"Everyone has a little angel inside of them." Brittany tells me with a shrug.

I lean over and kiss her quickly and stop immediately when I remember we have a child in the car with us.

"You kiss each other?" Ashley asks quietly while looking between the two of us.

I nod. "Is that okay? Does it make you feel weird anything?" I ask her. I don't want to freak her out or make her uncomfortable in any way.

"My mom used to kiss girls to." She says with a smile. "I don't mind."

Brittany turns around and smiles at her. "Well, I like pancakes with chocolate chips, how about you?"

"I like them with blueberries, that's the best." She nods.

"Told ya so, Brit." I tease as I pull off. "I need to stop at the store and get blueberries, is that ok, Ashley?"

"Ok." She shrugs while looking out of the window..

"Brit, do you want to wait in the car?" I ask her as I park in the grocery store parking lot. "That way it stays warm?"

Brittany nods. "Good idea."

"Do we need anything else at home?" I ask her while pulling out my phone to make a list.

Brittany thinks to herself. "Apple juice, maybe some more orange juice, oh and Cheetos."

"Ashley, honey, is there anything you want?" I ask her.

Ashley quickly shakes her head no. "No, thank you."

"Are you sure, you can have anything you want." I tell her. "Any special candy, your mom used to buy you?"

Ashley looks down quickly. "We would get Skittles as a treat."

"Skittles, are my favorite too." I tell her with a wink. I lean over and kiss Brittany on the cheek and unbuckle myself.

"So Ashley, Santana says you like the monkey best….but pandas rock!" She beams while turning around to face her.

Ashley smiles and laughs. "No way! Monkeys rule!"

I hop out of the car and run in the store. I grab all the ingredients I need for pancakes, the Cheetos that Brit wants, and I buy every color bag of Skittles they have, since she didn't say which pack she liked the best. I'm heading to the checkout when I walk past a display of holiday fleece pajamas and get the best idea ever. I grab all the different kinds they have in small, so they fit Ashley, I then go to the aisle where they have more holiday stuff and find some red thermal tops, house slippers, and some undergarments for her. I grab some children's bubble bath, and finally a super soft blanket. After spending over $100 on a trip for blueberries, I go back to the car with my 5 bags and set them in the trunk.

Once we get to the apartment, I can tell Ashley is a little apprehensive as we walk down the hall, so I tell Brit to go on in while I sit on the floor in the hall with her.

"Ashley, I promise Brittany and I won't hurt you." I tell her softly. "We won't hit you, or touch you inappropriately, or anything like that. We just want you to have a nice warm meal since it's so cold out."

"My mom went in an apartment one day to get us food, and she never came back, then it started to snow." She whispers as a few tears drop from her eyes.

I momentarily lose my breath. "That won't happen to you, sweetie." I tell her softly. "If it makes you feel more comfortable, you can wait downstairs in the lobby, on one of the big couches, where it's super light with the big windows, and we'll bring the food down to you, and I can take you right back to the shelter when you're done eating."

Ashley tucks her knees under her chin and hides her face for a moment. I get the feel she's thinking, so I turn away to give her privacy, or what little privacy I can give her in the hallway.

"You seem nice." She then says.

"I try to be." I tell her with a smile.

"Can I help you make the pancakes, I would help my mom." She asks.

"I would love your help." I tell as I stand up and extend my hand to her. She slowly reaches her hand out and grabs my hand as I pull her up.

As soon as we walk in the apartment Chef runs up to me with a toy in his mouth. He drops the toy instantly and jumps on Ashley. She tenses slightly and holds my hand tighter.

"He won't bite you." I tell her as I bend down pick up Chef. "He just likes to play."

Ashley sticks her hand out to Chef, who wags his tails and licks her hand causing Ashley to giggle. I set Chef down and hand Ashley his toy. "He likes fetch." Ashley tosses the toy and laughs as Chef immediately ran after it.

"San." Brittany calls me from the kitchen.

"I'll be right back." I tell her as I head to the kitchen.

Brittany pulls me into a tight hug and kisses me on the forehead. "You have a big heart Sanny." She whispers in my ear. "I saw the stuff you bought her from the store."

"She can't be warm in those clothes she has on, Brit." I tell her with a shrug.

"She seems really comfortable with you, so I'll make breakfast, if you want to get her cleaned up." Brittany suggests.

I quickly kiss Brittany on the lips. "I love you."

"Love you more, cupcake." She winks at me.

I go back to the living room where Ashley is now sitting on the floor as Chef climbs up her chest trying to lick her face.

"Alright Chef, save some kisses for later." I tell him as I lift him off of her and throw his toy for him to go chase.

I then grab the bag with the clothes I got from the store and pull out the pair of black fleece pants and the red thermal top and lay it on the couch. "Hey Ashley, come here honey."

She walks over and stares at the clothes then up at me. "Are these for me?" She asks with a tear in her eye.

"Yeah." I tell her. "Feel how soft the pants are." I say while holding up the pants leg to her.

She feels it and rubs it against her face. "Whoa…thanks." She says before hugging me tightly again.

"Do you want to clean up maybe, you can um, take a shower or a bath and then put these on." I tell her carefully. I don't want to offend her or anything. "You can lock the door while you're in there too, for privacy." I tell her with a smile.

"Ok." She nods.

I gather up her clothes and lead her to the guest bathroom. I quickly run a bath and add as many bubbles as possible. As the water runs I grab her a super soft towel and set it on the counter. "Do you know how to wash your own hair?" I ask her after I set her new clothes to put on, on the counter.

She shakes her sadly as she takes her hat off. I can tell her hair is super matted and tangled.

"Well, when you're all clean and dressed. I can wash it for you, if you want." I tell her with a smile.

"Thanks." She smiles.

"Brit and I will be in the kitchen if you need us." I tell her as I close the bathroom door. I wait for a moment outside the door until I hear the lock slowly turn. I smile and head to the kitchen where Brittany hands me a mug of coffee.

"We need to find her a foster home Brit, she can't live at the shelter." I say quickly after taking a sip of my coffee and leaning into her open arms.

"Or….we can be her foster parents." Brittany says with a shrug.

I quickly look up at her and raise an eyebrow. "Do we have the time to commit to that Brit?"

Brittany sighs. "Yeah, we are pretty busy." She says softly. "Well, when we take her back to the shelter we can talk to the director there see about getting her placed in a foster home for the time being."

"We can still go pick her up and hang out with her." I say while looking up at Brittany.

She nods and kisses me on the cheek. "Of course." Brittany replies as she kisses me on the cheek. I set down my mug of coffee and wrap my arms around Brittany as I lean up and catch her lips and deepen the kiss. Brittany slips her hands under my shirt and grabs my breasts softly.

I let out a low moan and slip my hands in Brit's pants and begin to massage her butt and slowly roll my hips into her. I move my hands up and wrap my arms around her neck as Brittany slides her hands to my back and massages my lower back. I don't know how long we were in our intense make out session when we hear a soft giggle followed by.

"Brittany and Santana sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G."

I laugh into the kiss and turn around and smile at Ashley. "Sorry." I say as Brit and I both turn extremely red.

Ashley shrugs and smiles. I take in her appearance and see just how adorable she really is, now that she's clean. "The pants are really soft just like you said." She gushed while rubbing her legs together.

"They look warm, I'm almost jealous I don't have any." Brittany smiles.

"Thanks again." She says shyly.

"You're welcome." I tell her. "How about we make our pancakes and then I can wash your hair, then we can hang out and watch cartoons or something."

"Cool." She says excitedly.

My "work phone" that Brit bought me starts to ring from the living room. "I'll take care of it, babe, is the order pad in the living room?" Brittany asks.

"Yeah, it should be under the phone." I tell her.

"Ok." Brittany says while jogging out of the kitchen. "Aunty Snixx." I hear her answer and laugh.

"So, we are making blueberry pancakes?" I ask.

Ashley nod quickly.

"Cool." I tell her as I get out all the ingredients. I then grab the step stool so she can stand next to me and mix everything up, that was always my favorite part as a kid, and it's Brit's favorite part now.

Ashley and I are talking casually when Brittany sticks her head in. "Rush order of 48 cupcakes, they are willing to pay double, do you have time today?"

I rack my head and think of the other items I need to bake today. "What kind do they want?" I ask her as I wash the blueberries and hand them to Ashley. "Dump them all it and stir slowly so the berries stay whole." I tell her.

"Something with apples?" Brittany asks.

I open the fridge and see we have apples so I nod. "That's fine. I can make them, what time do they need them?"

"8pm for a holiday party, I can drop them off for you, since you have those pies to make for the Johnson party at 8pm, they are picking them up here." Brittany says while looking over the order pad.

"Works for me. Thanks Brit." I tell her with a smile as I turn back to Ashley. "You're doing an awesome job."

"Thanks." She replies while she concentrates on stirring. "Are you a cook?"

"Something like that." I tell her. "I make different treats and sell them, and sometimes I cook whole meals for people when they have parties."

"Wow, that's cool." Ashley smiles as I grab the bowl and begin to ladle out batter in the griddle. "So you cooked all the food last night?"

I nod to her while I pull out bacon and lay it in the skillet. "Yeah."

"You're a good cook." She smiles. "Everything was good."

"Thank you." I tell her. "You can help me bake some stuff later if you want. I have tons of baking to do."

"Really?" She asks as her big brown eyes light up.

"Well yeah, someone has to taste the frosting for me." I wink at her.

After we eat, I wash Ashley's hair for her, which is naturally curly and hangs down her back. I give her two French braids and tie some ribbons I found in the bathroom to the ends.

She turns and hugs me tightly. "Thanks Santana."

"You don't have to keep thanking me." I tell her as I hug her back. "But you're welcome."

I get her settled on the couch with the blanket I got her to take back to the shelter, and turn to the Cartoon network as she cuddles with Chef, who loves the extra attention he's getting today. Brittany cleaned up the kitchen and met me in the bedroom where I was going over orders for the next few days.

"Do you want me to call in to work?" She asks as she sits on the bed next to her and rubs my thigh.

I shake my head. "You don't have to, baby." I tell her as I grab her hand. "I'm just going to bake some stuff for tonight, and hang out with Ashley, until I take her back, so she has a bed tonight."

"Ok." Brittany smiles as she sits up and goes to peek out at Ashley before she comes back to the room and closes the door, I see her turn the lock and raise my eyebrow at her with a big smile.

"What are you doing Miss Pierce?" I ask as I set the binder down on the floor.

"Trying to cure my Holiday Hangover." She smiles as she unbuttons her pants and slides them down slowly.

"We can't, Ashley is here." I whisper as Brittany takes her shirt off. I scan her body and cross my legs tightly.

Brittany jumps in the bed next to me and begins kissing down my neck. "She's watching cartoons." She whispers out as she lifts my shirt and kisses my stomach.

I give in to Brittany's sweet neck kisses, which wasn't that hard after all, and turn to face her as I deepen the kiss. Brittany unbuttons my pants and slides them down, her lips never leaving a part of my body. Within seconds we are both completely naked as Brittany rocks on my thigh and moans quietly in my ear, I clutch tightly to her and rock up on her thigh and try to stifle my moans as well.

"You feel so good." Brittany whispers out while kissing my shoulder. "Charitable Sanny is super sexy." She adds as she finds my lips and darts her tongue in my mouth slowly.

"Oh Brit." I moan out as she flexes her thigh into my core.

"Santana." I hear Ashley call out while knocking on the door. "Can I have some water, please?"

"Fuck." I say quietly. "Absolutely, eat or drink whatever you want Ash." I yell out.

"Cool, thanks. Can I give Chef a treat too?" She then asks sweetly.

"Yeah, he have one of the bacon strips on the counter." I tell her.

"Ok, thank you. Sorry to bother you." She says as I hear her feet run away from the door.

"She's so awesome." I tell Brittany as I flip us over.

"I think you're awesome." Brittany smiles before kissing me on the nose.

I blush and open her legs and settle between then and begin to rock into her quickly. I see Brittany's eyes roll in the back of her head and I smirk in accomplishment. I lean down and kiss her as I firmly plant my arms on each side of her and move faster.

"I love you so much, honeybee." I whisper out while looking in her eyes before I kiss her.

I feel Brittany latch onto my butt and push me closer while she starts to hungrily kiss me, so I know she's close. She exhales sharply as her nails sink in my back and her breathing picks up quickly. I feel my arms start to shake, to disguise our moans, that I know are coming, I reach over and turn on my iPod stereo. I swallow Brittany's lips in a heated kiss as I move faster and grab her breasts rolling her nipple through my fingers.

"Mmmmmmmm, fuck Sanny." Brittany moans out just as Jay-Z starts his verse on Beyonce's "Crazy in Love."

Young hova

Ya'll know when the flow is loco

Young b and the r-o-c uh oh

O-G, big homie

The one and only

Stick boney but the pockets are fat like tony

Soprano the roc handle

Like van Exel

I shake phonies man, you can't get next to

A genuine article, I do not sing tho

I sling though , if anything I bling yo

Jay Z is Brit's favorite rapper so hearing him rap right now obviously does something to her and she flips us over and pushes me back against the headboard and opens my legs into the splits.

Star like ringo

War like a green beret

You're crazy bring your whole set

Jay-z in the range

Crazy and deranged

They can't figure him out

They're like aye is he insane?

Yes sir I'm cut from a different cloth

My texture is the best fur, I'm chinchilla

Brittany begins rocking like crazy into me while hungrily kissing me and moaning lowly into each thrust. I wrap my legs around her waist and my arms around her neck and rock back into her as she starts to shake. "Come baby." I whisper to her.

I've been ill of the chain smokers

How you think I go the name hova

I've been realer

The game's over

Fall back young ever since

I made you change over to platinum

The game's been a wrap

One

Just as Beyoncé starts to sing again, Brittany bites my shoulder to keep from screaming out as she climaxes and her body stiffens, I come crashing a moment later as I pepper kisses to her shoulder and collarbone to bring myself down.

Brittany sits up slowly and lays down pulling me with her as she continues to kiss me and run her hands over my back. "That was fun." She smiles.

"That was more than fun." I reply as I kiss her quickly again. I really want to just fall asleep right now, but I have way too much to do today, and I have a guest. I glance at the clock and see it's 10am. "You better start getting ready for work, honeybee." I tell her as I kiss her again.

"Ok." Brittany smiles as she strokes my hair.


After Brit went to work, she insisted on taking a cab, so I can have the car to drop Ashley back off later, the two of us just hung out. We talk about everything and anything, for a kid, she can hold her own in a conversation; she helped me make two pies and 2 cakes, before we made lunch together, burgers and fries. We are watching animal planet on the couch, when I see her head bobbing, as she starts to drift to sleep. I carefully lean her into my embrace and toss the cover over her as I hug her tightly.

"I'm going to find you a great home." I whisper to her as I lean forward and pick up my ipad and start searching different foster homes.

I fall asleep myself after getting frustrated when the different foster homes I called didn't seem that friendly or eager to take an adorable 5 year old, I asked her and she said she thinks she 5, she said she was pretty sure. I tossed the ipad angrily on the floor and shuffled to lie down so Ashley would be more comfortable.

I didn't wake up until my cell phone rang. I groan and reach over to pick it up. I see Ashley stir slightly and I rub her back to settle her back down. She probably hasn't slept comfortably or without fear of being robbed or snatched, or whatever the hell goes on in those shelters at night, in forever, so the last thing I want to do is wake her up prematurely.

Hello?

What's up San? Are you asleep?

Yeah, I need to wake up though, I have some rush orders to do, what are you up to Q?

Oh, I'm headed to Cedes house to hang out since Sam is having his poker night. We were thinking or stopping by you two tonight, or do you girls have plans?

I don't think we do, Brit is at work right now, but we're both off tomorrow, so that should be fine. I'll call you when B gets home to be sure

Ok, cool, talk to you later.

Bye

I hang up the phone and glance at the time as my eyes widen. "God dammit!" I yell out as I jump up when I see it's 5:30pm.

Ashley jumps from my sudden outburst and rubs her eyes. "Sorry."

I freeze and glance at her. "What are you sorry for?"

"I fell asleep on you." She replies while getting red with embarrassment.

I quickly sit back down next to her. "You were tired Ash, that's ok, I'm not mad about that, sweetheart." I assure her. "I'm glad you got some rest, but I need to apologize because I overslept and now it's 5:30pm." I quickly fold her blanket up and grab the other clothes I bought her. I stuff the clothes in one of my old backpacks in the front closet and toss in the 4 bags of Skittles I got her. "I gotta get you back so you can get a bed."

"Can I stay here with you?" She asks quietly. "Please?"

I stop and turn to face her as my heart drops. "You want to stay wit Brit and me?" I ask her carefully.

She nods as tears form in her eyes. "Umm, you're really nice, and it's warm here, and Brit is nice. I can help clean, I would help my mom clean, so I'm really good at it, and I'll be really, really, really quiet." She starts to cry. "The shelter is scary sometimes."

I sit down next to her on the couch. "Of course, you can stay here tonight." I tell her as I hug her tightly and rub her back. "Calm down sweetheart, it's ok."

Brittany walks through the door. "I got off early San, want to order pizza for dinner." She asks.

I look up at her and lock eyes with her. "Ashley needs to stay the night." I tell Brittany.

Brittany nods and closes the door and comes over to sit on the other side of Ashley. "Ashley is everything ok?" She asks softly.

"The shelter is scary, and it's dark so I missed dinner or there won't be enough left." She sniffles.

"I fell asleep on the couch with her." I tell Brittany quietly. "I'm sorry."

Brittany smiles. "Well, now we get to have a sleepover. You're our first house guest." She adds.

Ashley wipes her eyes. "Really?"

Brittany nods. "Why don't you go wash your face and get rid of those yucky tears, and we'll all go and order a pizza together?" Brittany suggests.

Ashley looks over at me, I nod and wink at her. She hugs us each tightly and then runs to the bathroom, with Chef on her heels.

"What are we getting ourselves into?" I ask Brittany.

"I don't know." She replies. "But I'm ready for it." She moves closer to me. "Are you?"

I nod and lay my head on Brittany's shoulder. "Yeah, I am."

Ashley comes back a few moments later and stands shyly to the side of the couch.

I smile at her. "Hey Brit, the mall is still open right?"

Brittany catches on quickly and nods. "Yeah I believe so, you need something special?"

I shake my head as I stand up and put my shoes on and grab my jacket. "Nope, but someone else does." I say while grabbing the fleece I gave Ashley last night holding it out to her. "Let's go get you some clothes, and shoes, then get a large pizza for dinner."

"You don't have to buy me stuff, that's not why I asked to stay." She rushes out quickly.

"We know." Brittany tells her while grabbing a hat out of the closet and wrapping a scarf around Ashley's neck. "But, I think Santa couldn't find you at the shelter, so we're going to help him out a little."

After buying Ashley tons of clothes and shoes, a few toys, coloring books, crayons, markers, and a few stuffed animals, we order a large ham and pineapple pizza, apparently Ashley's favorite and head back to the apartment. I look at the time and see I'm pushing it for the cupcakes I need to make.

We eat in the living room while watching TV before Brit and Ashley take Chef outside to play, now that she has a winter coat, gloves, a scarf, a hat, and boots she can enjoy the snow, instead of being afraid of freakin frostbite.

I head to the kitchen and begin to start baking. I decide to make Salted Caramel Apple Cupcakes. I set my iPod in the stereo dock we have in the kitchen and turn on the playlist Brittany made me last week and get to work. I start by making my own caramel, so first I put sugar and water in a medium sized saucepan over a low heat. I stir continuously until the sugar dissolves; I then add butter. I keep stirring until the butter melts before turning up the heat and letting it for another 15 minutes or until the mixture reaches a nice toffee color. I then add heavy cream and sea salt and stir it until it gets the thickness I want and set aside to cool.

I get out the food processer, and quickly peel 5 apples so I can dice them and add them to my cupcake batter. I'm finishing up the batter as Ashley and Brittany come in the kitchen. Brittany kisses me on the cheek. "Need help?"

"Actually yes." I tell her. "I'm running a little behind."

"Ok, tell me what you need me to do." Brittany says as she washes her hands.

"Can you fold in the apple pieces and pour the batter in the liners so I can start the frosting, please?" I tell her quickly as I grab the cupcake pans out the cupboard and set them down. I glance over at Ashley. "Why don't you help us?"

She shakes her head quickly. "You're working."

"It's ok." I tell her as she walks over. I lift her up to the sink so she can wash her hands. "You can help Brit with the batter, remember how we added the blueberries earlier?" She nods. "Can you add this bowl of apples the same way?"

"Ok." She smiles as she grabs the bowl and slowly pours the apples so Brittany can stir them in.

I then start to make my caramel buttercream frosting. I make my usual buttercream frosting and slowly mix the caramel I made inside of it. Once the cupcakes are out of the oven I let them cool while I add the frosting to the piping bag when my "work phone " rings again.

"Can you get that Brit?" I ask her while I focus on caramelizing apples in the skillet.

Brittany comes back to the kitchen a few moments later. "They are going to pick up the cupcakes in 30 minutes, they don't need us to deliver them." Brittany tells me. "Will you be done?"

I add more brown sugar to the skillet and glance at the time. "Yeah I should be." I tell her. "Can you grab a cake box and box the cake for the Johnson's for me and write out receipts."

"Absolutely." Brittany smiles.

I pipe the frosting on the cupcakes and drizzle the caramel on top and finally place a caramelized apple on top of the frosting. I close the last box and let out a deep exhale as someone knocks on the door. I hand over the boxes of cupcakes and graciously accept the cash and huge tip they give me. Brittany and Ashley are watching TV, while I clean up the kitchen. I come out with the 3 extra cupcakes I made and set down the plate.

"This is a thank you to you both for your help." I tell them as I set down the cupcakes, which I warmed up, and added a scoop of ice cream to the side while topping with more warm caramel and cool whip, the ultimate cavity creator.

"Whoa!" Ashley exclaims while quickly beginning to eat it.

I sit on Brittany's lap and eat mine. "I guess it's good huh?" I laugh out.

Ashley nods. "This is so cool." She smiles.

By 11pm, Ashley is falling asleep again so Brit picks her up and carries her to the guestroom that we kind of transformed into her little bedroom, for the time being at least. Brittany put up some colorful stars on the wall that lit up in the dark and added a night-light. We put the colorful sheets; we bought earlier, on the bed and placed all the stuffed animals we bought on the bed as well.

"Good night Ashley." I whisper out as I kiss her on the forehead and tip toe out of the room.

I go to the bedroom where Brittany is on her laptop. I slip in bed next to her, purposely leaving our door open in case Ashley wakes up and needs us.

"Information on how to adopt a kid." She smiles.

"Really?" I ask Brittany.

Brittany nods. "We can make this work Santana, I can quit the diner, and just help you focus on Aunty Snixx, so I'm home more." Brittany starts.

"I can quit being a bartender, so I'm home at night more, or just go back to part time." I tell her.

"Do you think we are ready to be mothers?" Brittany asks as she closes the top of her laptop and sets it down on the floor.

I cuddle in her side. "We can't say yes and then go back on our word." I tell her. "We have to be really sure about this, honeybee." I say softly as I wrap my arm around Brittany's waist. "She's been through a lot and I don't want to put her through anymore pain and neglect."

Brittany nods. "You're right, well she can stay here while we think about it more." Brittany says while kissing the top of my forehead.

"Yeah, she can, I started looking up foster group homes. I don't want her going back to the shelter, Brit." I say quickly.

"She's not going back there, don't worry about that." Brittany says as she kisses me. "I love you."

"I love you too." I tell her.

I fall asleep on Brittany's chest as I dream of being a mother, but more importantly helping getting a precious little girl off the street.