Chapter 8
Disclaimer: I don't own glee or this story
Brittany pulled into the driveway and glanced at Santana, who was resting her head against the passenger window of her truck, her eyes a dark red now, dried tears tracks on her tan cheeks, leaving lines through her foundation. Brittany put the truck in park and turned to face her more. "Santana." She called her name softly, resting her hand on her wife's thigh.
"Yes." Santana replied softly.
"We're home." Brittany told her wife.
"I'm not asleep, I see the house." She replied, staring out at the snow that was now falling, before turning to glance at Brittany. "I wasn't asleep at all."
"Do you need help getting out?" Brittany asked. "I mean, how drunk are you?"
Santana sighed. "No, I don't need help getting out, and I'm not that drunk, or drunk at all anymore." She sat up straighter and dug in her purse. "Do you have cash to pay Theresa?" She asked, looking through her wallet and remembering she didn't have any cash.
Brittany nodded. "Yeah, I got cash earlier from the grocery store to pay her." Santana nodded. "How much are you giving her?"
"Sixty?" Brittany questioned. "Two kids under ten, one being a baby in diapers."
Santana looked at the time, calculating how long they were gone. "That's fine." She then opened her door and hopped out, walking to the house. Brittany got out, lifted the wiper blades on Santana's truck and followed her to the house. She saw Santana picking up Skylar, out of Theresa's arms, and cuddling her immediately; rubbing her back, and kissing her on the forehead.
"We were all watching a movie and they fell asleep, I didn't want to move them, sorry." Theresa smiled. "First Skylar fell asleep on my lap, then Taylor did and I kind of got stuck."
Santana smiled. "It's fine, it happens to us a lot too." She added. "How long has Skylar been asleep?"
Theresa stood up and straightened out her sweatshirt that was now twisted from Skylar. "About two hours, she was trying to fight it but finally relaxed when Taylor sat next to her." She explained.
"Well thank you again." Brittany smiled and handed her the money. "Were there any problems at all?"
"No, Taylor is so helpful." Theresa smiled. "She volunteered to change all the diapers, I supervised her, but she insisted on doing it."
Santana smiled. "She's a little overprotective of Sky, especially when it comes to someone changing her diaper."
Brittany nodded and glanced at Taylor, who was curled in a ball on the couch, still fast asleep. "We plan on using you again, if that's fine, so Taylor will get more comfortable with you."
"Great." Theresa smiled and went to grab her coat, she slipped on her coat and picked up her purse.
"Have your mom call or text me when you make it home, drive safely, it's snowing out." Brittany stated with a wave.
"Have a good night, sweetheart, and thank you again." Santana added, picking up the remote and turning off the TV.
"I'll grab Taylor." Brittany sighed, bending down to lift their daughter.
"Not with your back, and the way it's been this week." Santana shook her head. "Just wake her up to walk upstairs." She stated, heading up the stairs with Skylar.
Brittany watched Santana carefully, noticing how her demeanor and the tone of her voice changed once Theresa left.
She rubbed Taylor's back to wake her up while softly calling her name. "Taylor, wake up, honey."
Taylor scrunched her face and opened her eyes slowly, before widening them. "Where's Sky?" She asked quickly, jumping up. "I was watching her momma, honest."
Brittany smiled and sat on the couch next to her. "I know you were, Tay, Sky is with mami upstairs, Theresa just left and said you were super helpful with her tonight, so thank you."
Taylor nodded and yawned. "Not everyone should touch Skylar and change her diaper, that's what mami said."
Brittany nodded and smiled at her. "That's right, baby girl. You do a good job looking after your sister. Come on up to bed, baby."
Taylor slowly stood up and watched Brittany as she turned the lights out and double checked the door, she grabbed her hand and followed Taylor upstairs, they passed Skylar's room and saw Santana leaning over her crib, staring at the baby.
"Night mami." Taylor waved. Santana looked up and turned on Skylar's night light before leaving the room and hugging Taylor.
"Good night." She smiled at her daughter, kissing her on the forehead. "Sleep well." She told her, before walking to their bedroom.
"Good night, Tay." Brittany added after Taylor crawled in bed, Brittany pulled her covers over her and tucked her in tightly. "I love you sweetheart."
"Love you too momma." Taylor mumbled through a yawn.
Brittany ran her fingers through her hair as she fell asleep almost instantly, after a few minutes she left the room, closing the door behind her. She walked into their bedroom and saw Santana sitting on the side of the bed, facing away from the door.
"Santana..."
"Quinn has disrespected me, our marriage, and your friendship for the last time. Stay the fuck away from her." She stated lowly, she turned and glanced at Brittany, fresh tears coming out of her eyes. She then took her heels off and carried them to the closet, setting them back in the box and replacing them on the shelf.
"Can we talk about what happened?" Brittany asked, following her to the closet and placing her own heels on the shelf.
"Nothing to talk about, Quinn is dead to me." Santana sniffled and took her clothes off, hanging them back up, she then went to the bathroom, Brittany on her heels.
"Why are you crying?" Brittany asked, standing behind her at the sink.
Santana began to wash her face. "I said I'm not."
"Fine." Brittany shook her head and went back to the bedroom, taking her own clothes off. She sat at the vanity and grabbed a makeup remover and began to wipe her face off, recapping the conversation at the dinner party.
Santana came back into the bedroom ten minutes later, her hair in a high bun on her head, wearing a pair of pajama shorts, and a white long sleeve t-shirt.
"Why do you let what Quinn says get to you?" Brittany asked, from her position in bed, where she was sitting up against the headboard.
Santana cut her eye at her and went over to the chest in the room, taking off her jewelry. "Why don't you care?" She asked suddenly and harshly. "Why are you okay with her constantly disrespecting me?"
"I've talked to her about it." Brittany replied calmly.
"It didn't work." Santana all but yelled. "I've tolerated her long enough, she can go fuck herself, I don't want you being around her anymore."
Brittany took a deep breath but didn't speak for a few minutes. "Why are you crying?"
"Because I'm pissed!" Santana yelled.
"How many times are you going to let Quinn tell the world that I cheated on you, when I didn't?"
Brittany stood up and stared across the bed at her wife. "I'm not okay with it! I say something to her every single damn time, you know that."
"Whatever." Santana said bitterly as she began to throw the decorative pillows off the bed on the floor angrily.
"Do you know why I've never asked if you've cheated? Do you know why I never asked Quinn why she thinks you cheated?" Brittany yelled. Santana shrugged and harshly pulled the sheets back on her side of the bed. "Because I fuckin trust you, I've always trusted you. It has never crossed my mind that you would ever cheat on me, or step outside of our marriage."
Santana stared at her, tears clouding her eyes again.
"I trust you, I've always trusted her. I know you, I know you didn't cheat, so I didn't need to ask you. I could tell when we would have sex, even through the separation...I know your body and knew you hadn't been with anyone else." Brittany explained. "I don't care why Quinn thinks you cheated, it's bull, whatever her reason, we both know that."
"I didn't cheat on you." Santana said sternly.
Taylor stood outside their door, listening to them yell, and wiped her eyes harshly before running back to her bed. "Mami's going to move out again." She sniffled before covering her face as sobs racked her body.
Brittany walked around the bed and stood in front of her. "I know you didn't."
"Do you think I control you?" Santana asked her. "What did you talk about with Quinn in your sessions? You got mad and said she broke a confidentiality clause."
Brittany sighed. "Yes, I've said that sometimes you could be controlling, but we are different now."
"I didn't control you, if I did you would have come home more for dinner instead of living in your damn office." Santana snapped.
Brittany stared at her. "No, no, no. I'm not doing this, we aren't going to sit here and argue about our fuckin divorce that was over five years ago Santana! Why are we arguing about this? I told Quinn how I was feeling at that time, how I felt can't be wrong, it can't be. But we are remarried!" She screamed holding up her wedding ring. "I love you, you love me, we have moved past this and I'm not going back down that road again. We've forgiven each other and are rebuilding our marriage and our relationship, it's been almost two amazing years, don't try to diminish what we've accomplished because of a drunken outburst from Quinn, who is clearly fuckin jealous of us and of our love. NI fyou want Quinn out of our lives, fine, she's gone. You and our two beautiful daughters is what's important to me, not my friendship with Quinn or anyone else." She walked closer to Santana. "I'm going to hug you, kiss you, and tell you good night, then I'm going to lie in our bed and fall asleep, with you in my arms like the happily married couple we are." Brittany hugged her tightly and pressed their lips together, before kissing all over Santana's face slowly. "I love you, that's all that matters, it's all that should matter, the past is in the past, let's leave it there."
Brittany then walked back around to her side of the bed and laid down, Santana staring at her the entire time. "Come to bed, baby, let me hold you, please." Brittany requested softly, lifting her arm. Santana exhaled slowly, letting all her anger leave her body and laid in bed, she wiggled close to Brittany and allowed her wife to hug her and rub her back.
"You're right, I'm sorry, I don't want to fight." Santana whispered.
"We both know you didn't cheat, so don't get upset over something you know in your heart isn't true." Brittany told her. "I love you."
"I love you too." Santana nodded, kissing her chastely before hiding her face in Brittany's neck.
Brittany rubbed the back of her neck and closed her eyes to fall asleep, but her mind was racing with the conversation she planned on having with Quinn.
7am
Taylor woke up after a restless night of sleep and stared at the ceiling, after hearing her mothers arguing she wasn't able to sleep, too laced with worry that Santana would once again move out. She got out of bed and went to her bathroom, washing her face and brushing her teeth quickly before heading to Skylar's room. Skylar was awake and quietly playing with some of the toys in her crib when Taylor peeped in on her.
Skylar heard the door open and quickly stood up, a huge smile crossing her face when she saw her older sister walk in. "Tay!" Skylar clapped as Taylor grabbed the stool and set it in front of her crib, she hugged her little sister tightly and lifted her out slowly. "Let's go get breakfast."
Taylor carried Skylar down to the kitchen, she set her on the floor since she couldn't lift her in the highchair. "Ummm, you want a breadstick?" She asked her sister. "We can have applesauce too."
Skylar stared at Taylor curiously before standing up and walking closer to her sister. "More."
"You can't help this time." Taylor told her. "But we can watch cartoons in a minute." She added as she grabbed a bowl out of the dishwasher and scooped applesauce in it. Skylar watches her every move carefully.
Taylor looked in the fridge for a bottle for her and checked the dates of the bottles Santana pumped and grabbed the earliest date and ran it under warm water to heat up like Santana taught her to. She then checked it and handed it to Skylar, who smiled in appreciation and began to drink it, one hand clutching to Taylor's pajama pants. "Mami and momma were mad at each other last night, so we have to stay quiet so they don't get more upset."
Skylar stared at her and began to laugh, Taylor smiled at her and kissed her on the forehead before grabbing two breadsticks out of the bag in the fridge and warming them up in the microwave, she then set them on a plate and grabbed the bowl. "Come on Sky." She told her sister as she walked out of the room and headed towards the family room. Skylar happily ran behind her, sliding a little on the floor from her pajamas.
Taylor settled on the couch, lifting Skylar to sit next to her. She covered their legs with the blanket from the back of the couch and handed Skylar her bottle again before reaching for the bowl of applesauce and holding a spoonful up to her mouth to feed her. "Good, right?" Taylor asked. Skylar smiled happily and opened her mouth for more. Taylor wrapped her arm around Skylar, turning on the TV and finding a cartoon for Skylar to watch.
Santana woke up slightly when she felt Brittany shift behind her and turned in her arms, facing her wife. She stared at Brittany and pressed their lips together before tucking her head under the blonde's chin and closing her eyes again.
"What time is it?" Brittany rasped.
Santana opened her eyes and looked over at the clock. "10am." She mumbled before her eyes widened and she sat up.
"10am?" Brittany asked quickly, opening her eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Why hasn't Skylar cried for a diaper change or for breakfast? Where's Taylor?" Santana asked, reaching over and picking up the monitor. "She's not in her room."
Brittany got out of bed and left the room, heading towards Taylor's, she saw it was empty and went to the top of the stairs, she heard the TV along with Taylor and Skylar laughing, and sighed in relief before going back to the bedroom. "They are downstairs watching TV."
Santana nodded and let out a sigh of relief herself. "I can't believe we slept this late." She stated lying back down, patting the bed for Brittany to lie back with her, which she did. "I'm sorry about last night, I shouldn't have gotten that upset with you when we got home, you're right, we are remarried and our marriage is stronger this time around. It just pisses me off that Quinn, someone who was once my best friend, doesn't respect me and keeps lying on me."
Brittany nodded. "It's okay, I'm not mad at you. I will be talking to Quinn about what happened, but it pissed me off as well."
"We are in a good place in our marriage this time around." Santana stated. "I don't want to control you, so if you want to keep being Quinn's friend..."
"I don't." Brittany shook her head. "You're right, she keeps disrespecting you and that's not okay."
Santana blushed and kissed Brittany deeply, "let's go check on the girls before they start to worry."
"I have to kiss you again first." Brittany smiled and rolled on Santana, deepening the kiss. "I love you and you always come first to me, always." She stated sternly.
"Always."
"You come first to me too." Santana nodded and kissed her.
"Let's go see our babies." Brittany told her to get out of bed and pulled Santana with her.
They walked downstairs to the family room, Santana quickly taking a picture of her daughters cuddled together on the couch, Taylor explaining the cartoon to Skylar who looked between the screen and her sister.
"Buenas dias." Santana smiled.
Taylor looked up quickly as Brittany reached down and picked up Skylar who was reaching for her with a big smile. "Mami is sorry, and momma is sorry, so you can't move out." Taylor spit out.
"What?" Santana asked, sitting on the couch next to her eldest daughter. "Please don't move out again." Taylor sniffled, hugging Santana tightly.
Brittany frowned and turned the TV off, before sitting down next to Santana on the couch. "What's going on?"
"I heard you two arguing last night." Taylor cried. "You can't get divorced again, I don't want to live away from Skylar, and in two houses again, you gotta stay here."
Santana closed her eyes before glancing at Brittany, she hugged Taylor tighter and slid her into her lap. "Come on here, Tay." She rubbed her back and rocked her side to side. "We aren't getting a divorce and no one is moving out." She assured her.
"I heard you yelling." Taylor sniffled, trying to mask her smile when Skylar leaned forward and patted her head before leaning back into Brittany's arms, as the blonde rubbed her little stomach.
Santana rubbed Taylor's back to relax her more before leaning her back so she could see her face. "Taylor, sweetheart, no one is moving out, I'm sorry you heard momma and me yelling and arguing this morning."
Brittany nodded. "Married couples argue sometimes, Taylor, but your mom and I aren't getting another divorce. We just had a disagreement last night and it got a little loud, we're sorry you heard us yelling, you should never hear us argue."
"You're not going to move out?" Taylor asked Santana sadly.
"No, baby." Santana shook her head.
"Promise?"
"I promise." Santana nodded slowly. "Pinky promise." She lifted her hand and held her pinky out to her daughter.
Taylor stared at Santana then to Brittany, who nodded at her, before linking her pinky with Santana's; Brittany quickly linked her pinky around theirs. She then kissed their three pinkies. "Nothing is breaking up this family again." Brittany told her sternly, looking deep in Santana's eyes, making sure her wife heard the words and let them sink in.
"How about we play in the snow?" Santana suggested.
Taylor's blue eyes widened. "Really?"
"Skylar hasn't been out to play in the snow before, she wasn't old enough." Santana stated winking at the tiny Latina.
"Momma, you too?" Taylor asked Brittany.
Brittany nodded. "Of course, mami makes lopsided snowmen, she needs my help." She teased Santana.
"Yeah, mami's snowmens heads always roll off." Taylor laughed.
"Whoa..why am I getting ganged up on?" Santana laughed before tickling her daughter. "Momma and I will eat a little breakfast, why don't you clean this up then get dressed to go outside."
Taylor squealed and jumped off of Santana's lap and began to clean up the breakfast she made for her and Skylar. Brittany set Skylar down and watched her pick up a puzzle piece and began to work on her floor puzzle.
"Toast, nutella, and banana?" Brittany asked Santana.
"Yes, sounds good." Santana nodded in reply. "I'll make a pot of coffee for us."
Santana leaned down and kissed all over Skylar's face, before following Brittany to the kitchen, she saw her standing in front of the toaster and wrapped her arms around her right away. "That was...intense."
Brittany nodded. "Yes it was, I think we need to remember that Tay is older now, she hears and understands more now than she did when we were married the first time."
"I don't want her to think we are getting divorced every time we argue or raise our voice at one another." Santana sighed, leaning into Brittany's chest.
"We talked to her just now, and we can talk to her again tonight, a little more in depth when she calms down." Brittany kissed the top of her head. "It'll be okay."
Santana carried Skylar out the house and set her in the snow in their front yard, smiling when the little Latina stared at the piles of snow but didn't move. Brittany, pressed record on the camera, which was sitting on a tripod so they could record their family fun outside."
"Come on Sky." Taylor laughed running over to her sister. Skylar, who was dressed in a bright pink snowsuit, with a scarf, mittens, boots, a hat, and her hood.
"Can she move?" Brittany asked, laughing at Skylar as she shook her head at Taylor and laughed.
"I had to bundle her." Santana laughed, she was wearing a pair of black snow pants with a red and black coat, a black headband on. Brittany, who was wearing bright blue snow pants with a blue and white coat, with matching hat, lunged towards Santana and tackled her in the snow.
"What the...?" Santana laughed as Brittany scrambled to her feet and made a snowball to throw at Brittany. She then threw a small one at Skylar, hitting her on the arm.
"Let's get mami." Taylor laughed and made a snowball, she placed it in Skylar's hand and picked her up , running over to Santana, where Skylar handed her mother the snowball, causing Brittany to laugh.
"She's on my side." Santana teased with a smile. "Let's teach her how to make snow angels."
Brittany nodded and laid down next to Taylor, the two of them making snow angels right away. "See that Sky Sky?" She asked her daughter, she then laid her in the snow next to Brittany and began to move her legs for her while Brittany moved her arms.
"Good job Sky!" Taylor praised her.
Skylar smiled and began to roll around in the snow before lifting some to her mouth, which was blocked by her scarf. "Good thinking on the scarf, doc." Brittany told Santana.
"We've been down this road before." Santana laughed before kissing Brittany. Brittany deepened the kiss, just as Taylor threw an armful of snow at her mothers.
Skylar ran after Taylor, laughing as Santana chased her slowly, Skylar looked back and fell in the snow. Santana quickly picked her up before she had a chance to cry and brushed the snow off of her face. "You're okay, I know it's cold." She told her, kissing her remaining snow away from her cheeks.
"Is she okay?" Brittany asked, from the ground where she was holding Taylor tightly.
"She's okay." Santana nodded, setting her back down, Skylar hugged Santana around the leg and shook her head before she took off running towards Taylor.
The four spent another thirty minutes out in the snow, playing around, chasing one another, and finally building a snowman that Taylor named, Earl. Once Santana noticed Skylar shiver, she decided it was time to head back inside, Brittany made hot chocolate for everyone while Santana lit the fireplace and the four of them cuddled together on the couch, Skylar on Santana's lap, as she sat in the corner of the sectional, stretched out on the chaise, Brittany cuddled next to her on the length of the couch, Taylor laying in front of her, both using Santana as a pillow as they watched Frozen for the millionth time.
Brittany looked down and saw Taylor was asleep, tired from playing outside, she saw Skylar fast asleep as well, straddling Santana, resting comfortably on her mother's chest. Santana had a blanket over Skylar and her legs to keep her warm, Brittany rubbed Skylar's back and smiled at her, before looking up and locking eyes with Santana, who smiled lovingly at her.
"Nothing could ever break this up again." Santana whispered. "This is too perfect."
"Yeah it is." Brittany agreed as Santana kissed the top of her head.
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