Chapter 27

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Santana hid her face in the crook of Brittany's neck and exhaled deeply as she continued to glide her fingers in and out of Brittany slowly as she laid behind her wife, working her up. She finally lifted her head and attached her lips to Brittany's neck, sucking on her pulse point. Brittany moaned and swallowed thickly, she gripped the bed sheets tighter as she began to rock into the Latina's hand. Santana began to kiss Brittany's slick back as she curled her fingers in her wife, Brittany gasping and wrapping her hand around Santana's wrist to get her hand steady right where she wanted it. She moaned loudly as her breathing picked up and tears formed in her eyes.

"Come." Santana whispered in her ear before she began to lick the shell. She spread her fingers apart inside of Brittany, sending her wife over the edge. Brittany bucked her hips and cried out in pleasure, turning her head to catch her wife's lips in a heated kiss. Santana allowed Brittany to control the kiss and smiled as she slid her fingers out of the blonde and palmed her breast instead. Brittany slowly turned around so she was facing Santana, grabbing her wife's face as she deepened the kiss.

Brittany tangled her hand in Santana's hair; she slowly dragged her hand from her dark locks down to her back, and finally gripping the Latina's butt. She pulled Santana to lay on flush on her and held her tightly as the two continued to kiss deeply, their tongues harmoniously twirling around each other, Santana tangled her hands in Brittany's hair and broke the kiss momentarily to smile at her wife. Brittany winked at her and began to rub Santana's butt, squeezing and gripping it as the two locked eyes.

"I love you." Brittany mouthed.

Santana kissed a few of her tears away and mouthed it back to her with a big smile before connecting their lips again. She felt Brittany's fingers glide through her folds, spreading her wet heat around before two slid up into her. She moaned at the feeling immediately, opening her legs so she was straddling Brittany and sat up as she began to ride her wife's hand. She held onto Brittany's breast as she began to pounce on her hand slowly, biting her bottom lip. Brittany used her free hand to reach up and run her hand up and down Santana's body, starting at the valley between her breasts and ending at her stomach, repeating the action a few times.

She watched the Latina throw her head back as she started to speed up, Brittany moved her hand to Santana's hip, holding her tightly there as Santana leaned down and laid flushed on Brittany again, kissing her as she started to rock harder onto Brittany's hand. Brittany wrapped her arm around Santana, who was whimpering into her ear, on the verge of her orgasm. Santana's movements got choppy so Brittany took over and picked up the pace with her hand. Santana moaned loudly as her body tensed before she began to shake as she orgasmed.

Brittany rubbed her back and kissed the side of Santana's face as the Latina calmed down, taking deep breaths to get herself together. After sliding her fingers out of her wife, Brittany hugged her tightly before she glided her hands up and down Santana's body again, kissing every inch of her face she could reach at the moment. Santana finally rolled off of Brittany and laid next to her, still attempting to catch her breath.

"I thought we were supposed to be napping since Skylar was taking a nap." Brittany laughed, brushing Santana's hair out of her face and pecking her lips.

Santana swallowed and blushed. "I couldn't help myself, it's been a while since we made love and with Taylor gone for the afternoon and night, it seemed like the perfect opportunity. Sorry."

"Don't ever apologize for giving me an orgasm like that." Brittany laughed and pressed their lips together again. "Let's shower before Sky Sky gets up, we should have her snack ready too."

Santana nodded and stood up. "Good idea, we showering together?" She asked seductively as she slowly made her way to the bathroom, Brittany smiling as she hopped out of bed and ran behind her.

"That's not straight." Brittany shook her head. "The right side is higher."

Santana pulled Skylar's hat down further on her head, since the tiny Latina kept taking it off, and nodded. "It's straight." She replied as she looked up at their house.

"The right side is higher." Brittany repeated.

"Look, come stand where I am."

Santana shifted Skylar in her arms and walked over to Brittany. "Okay, the right side is higher." She laughed as she kissed Skylar on the cheek, making her blush slightly before wiggling to get down.

After Santana set her down, her eyes firmly on her daughter, she watched her run over Brittany and hold her leg before walking back over to the ladder and slowly climbing back up it. "Let's go hold the ladder for mami." Brittany told the baby, grabbing her hand and leading her over to the ladder to hold it, Skylar looking up at Santana with a slight frown.

The Latina carefully adjusted the huge wreath over the front door, she looked down when Skylar called her name and smiled. "Mami is coming back down." She assured her as she slowly descended the ladder and jogged back to take a look at the house again. "Better?"

Brittany walked next to her and nodded. "Much better." She agreed. "Look how pretty mami made the house." She told Skylar pointing up to the house, which was illuminated in colorful lights, some twinkling.

"Pretty." Skylar mimicked as Brittany picked her up.

"Okay, I just need to string the lights in the bushes then we're all set." Santana stated, picking up the bag of lights next to her and walking towards the house. She quickly unraveled the lights and began to place them on the bushes when Brittany walked over after tossing Skylar in the snow by them, laughing when she glared at her mother before sitting up and beginning to dig a little hole next to her.

"Let me help you, so we are done before it gets too dark out." Brittany told her. "Quinn is coming over for dinner so I want to get started on that."

Santana nodded as she handed Brittany one side of the string of lights as the two of them blanketed them on one side of the door. "Play wif Sky." Skylar said, suddenly running over to Santana and pulling on the bottom of her coat.

The Latina looked down at her daughter and quickly made a snowball for her. Skylar happily accepted it and ran over to Brittany with it, standing by her, resting her head on her mother's leg. Brittany glanced at her and continued to position the lights before they moved to the other side of the door and positioned the lights as well. They stepped back again and looked over the house, Santana nodding in approval.

"Looks good." Santana finally spoke up. "Ready to go warm up inside?" She asked Brittany. "It's getting dark out and I want Sky in the house."

"Gotcha." Brittany agreed. "It looks great, good job, babe."

Once they got in the house Santana took Skylar's winter gear off before she lit the fireplace while Brittany opened a new puzzle for Skylar. The puzzle was bright colored soft hard pieces with different states. Skylar's eyes widened in excitement when Brittany handed her the state of California. "Let's find this one first." She told the baby, kneeling down with her. Santana smiled as Skylar's eyes scanned the puzzle and the different shapes.

"The new house has to have a fireplace." Santana told Brittany.

"Of course." Brittany nodded. "Maybe we can get one in the bedroom as well."

"That would be so sexy." Santana winked.

"When are you resigning?" Brittany then asked when Santana sat behind Skylar, rubbing her chubby legs.

"Tomorrow." Santana replied.

"Okay." Brittany nodded again. "The realtor is going to come after Christmas to appraise the house and discuss how much we want to sell it for."

"Sounds good."

Brittany leaned over and kissed Santana on the forehead before standing up and heading to the kitchen.

"Here." Skylar smiled and stuffed the puzzle piece in the correct slot. "Good job." Santana praised her quickly. "That's California."

"Califor." Skylar mimicked, looking to Santana for approval and blushing when the Latina winked at her.


"Thanks for dinner." Quinn smiled. "You are becoming quite the cook, Brittany."

Brittany shook her head. "Nowhere as good as Santana, but the girls don't complain so I must be doing something right." She added while laughing.

Santana wiped Skylar's mouth and took her plate away from her. "You are an amazing cook, baby, No complaints over here." She winked at her wife before grabbing everyone's plate to clear the table.

"Thanks." Brittany smiled as Quinn began to smile at Skylar who was waving her breadstick at her teasingly.

"Why don't we move to the living room for coffee and to talk?" Santana suggested.

Once they moved to the living room, Skylar playing with her blocks to the side Santana leaned more into Brittany's embrace and spoke up. "So Quinn, I want to start by thanking you again for being there for us last week when I needed to come over with the girls. It really means a lot to me that we have you in our corner when we need you."

Quinn shook her head. "All I did was open the door and let you in the house." She smiled. "But you're welcome."

"So we want to talk to you about something, pretty serious." Brittany stated, taking a sip of her coffee.

"Okay..." Quinn nodded, glancing at Skylar when she screeched happily and reached for one of her bears.

"I was offered a job in Phoenix, and I accepted the position." Brittany told her with a small smile. "I start on January 4th."

Quinn blinked slowly as shock ran through her body. "Whoa, congratulations." She finally managed to get out when her shock wore off.

"I want to head down with Brittany right away and start looking for a house. I'll be flying back and forth while I tie up loose ends here for us and finalize my position at the hospital, but we want Taylor to finish up the semester at school. Transferring schools towards the end of the semester isn't the greatest idea, we don't know if the school system down there will even accept her in the last couple weeks of a semester so..." Santana paused. "We were hoping, well, we want to ask if you wouldn't mind keeping Taylor for us Monday through Friday. I plan to fly back on the weekends to be with her and to handle business here. I know it's a lot, and we are prepared to pay you for food, gas, and whatever else Taylor may need, like if she needs something for school or..."

Quinn held up her hand to the Latina, who promptly stopped talking. "Are you sure about this? I mean, I've had Tay overnight before but I didn't think you would leave her with me for a week."

"You're her godmother." Brittany reminded Quinn. "We trust you with Tay."

"I know we are asking a lot and it's sudden, so if you have to say no or think about it, we completely understand." Santana interjected quickly. "We are asking a lot, a whole lot."

"I would love to keep Taylor." Quinn smiled. "And I don't need to be paid for it."

"Great, now we are leaving the decision up to Taylor, if she's not okay with staying here without us, then Santana will stay and I will handle setting up the house and everything myself, and San will just fly back and forth as I need her." Brittany chimed in.

"I completely understand that, I mean you all just had the break in and she might not want to be away from you two. How long would she stay with me?"

"Roughly three weeks during that time." Santana explained. "I plan to fly home as much as possible, you know, but we just don't want Taylor down there while we try to get things in order, you know?"

"I get it, it makes perfect sense." Quinn nodded.

"Tay!" Skylar looked around.

"Taylor's not home, Sky Sky." Brittany shook her head. "You'll see her tomorrow."

"So Arizona, huh?" Quinn smiled. "Looks like I have a new vacation spot."


11pm

"I'm so proud of Taylor." Brittany stated, climbing in bed. "I mean, if I were her age I don't know if I would want to be away from my moms overnight at a sleepover."

Santana grabbed the massage oil and motioned for Brittany to turn over. "Taylor is such a special and tough girl, B. She's bounces back quickly. Or she just doesn't want to sleep here, which I don't blame her for."

Brittany turned and looked up at Santana. "You think that's it?"

"We got home late last night and she slept with us, and now she's at a sleepover the next day." Santana shrugged. "I don't think it's a coincidence."

"Hmmmm." Brittany hummed as Santana sat on her thighs and began to massage her back.

"How's your back been feeling?" Santana asked, massaging carefully around Brittany's scars.

"Pretty good, I haven't been stiff at all, and no soreness."

"Good." Santana silently continued to massage her back, humming quietly to herself. Once she finished Brittany's massage she cuddled in bed next to Brittany, who turned on the TV and flipped through the channels to find something to watch on TV. Santana wrapped her arm around her waist and laid on her shoulder. Brittany kissed her on the forehead and whispered a good night, knowing that Santana would fall asleep quickly, since she had to work early the next morning.

After an hour or so, Santana was fast asleep on Brittany's shoulder so the blonde turned off the TV and slid the two of them down, deciding to go to sleep herself. She suddenly got the feeling to check on Skylar, so she slipped out of bed and went to the nursery. She peeped in on her daughter and smiled at how peaceful she looked, dressed in her teddy bear footed pajamas, holding her teddy bear tightly. Brittany kissed her softly on the forehead and left the room. As she got back in bed, Santana immediately laid on her chest, exhaling softly in her sleep.


3am

Santana woke up to her phone chiming, indicating she had a text message. She expected it to be someone from the hospital so reached for her phone and closed her eyes tightly again as the bright light from the phone blinded her. She focused her eyes and sat up quickly when she saw the text was from Taylor.

FROM TAYLOR: Mami are you asleep?

Santana quickly replied to Taylor, her heart beating in anticipation and nerves.

TO TAYLOR: Si, baby. Are you okay?

FROM TAYLOR: I can't sleep, I keep getting nervous.

TO TAYLOR: Where are you?

FROM TAYLOR: Sitting in my sleeping bag.

TO TAYLOR: Go to the bathroom and call me.

Santana waited for Taylor to call her and got out of bed when it rang, quickly answering so she didn't wake up Brittany.

Hola bebe, are you okay? Do you want me to come get you; I'll come right now.

Hola, si I'm okay. No, I don't want to come home, I don't think so.

What's going on in your head?

Even though I know that the robbers can't find me here, I'm still just a little worried.

Santana nodded as she began to pace back and forth at the end of the bed,

Brittany heard the soft creak of the floor and woke up after reaching for Santana in bed and being met with an empty space.

Close your eyes. Santana told Taylor. I want you to just focus on my voice right now.

Okay

You have to try to clear your head, relax your mind. You're safe Tay, the bad guys that robbed us are in jail. Think about Sky, momma, and me. Think about all the fun we had in Phoenix last week, how fun our pajama party was where we danced until we fell asleep, all the junk food you and Sky had.

How much fun we had at the pool, Sky Sky learning how to swim. Taylor giggled.

Feeling better? Santana asked after a few moments of silence.

Yeah, I think I just need to hear your voice.

I think I needed to hear your voice too. Santana replied. Good night, Tay, text or call me if you need me, okay?

Good night, mami. I love you.

I love you too, so much.

Santana held the phone to her ear until he heard Taylor hang up; she then turned to face Brittany, who was worriedly staring at her. "Taylor couldn't sleep, I offered to go get her, but she wants to stay, I think she's okay now."

"How are you?" Brittany asked, opening her arms when Santana got back in bed and cuddled close to her.

"I'm okay."

"Sure?"

"Yeah." Santana nodded.

"Okay, go back to sleep, we know Taylor is okay and safe." Brittany whispered, running her fingers through her wife's hair.


Noon

Brittany lifted Skylar out of her car seat and set her down on the ground. "Tay is coming." She told the baby, who looked up at her with a big smile.

"Tay." Skylar nodded happily just as Taylor came running to the side of the parking lot where the pair was waiting.

"Hey Sky!" Taylor beamed, bending down to pick up her little sister, who hugged her tightly as Brittany kissed her on the forehead. "Hey momma."

"Hey honey, how was school?" Brittany asked, grabbing her backpack for her.

"Good." Taylor replied as they walked to Brittany's car.

"So since it's Christmas break do I get to stay up later?" Taylor asked, buckling Skylar in her car seat, the baby watching her hands closely. Brittany checked the car seat before getting in the car herself.

"I'll talk to mami about that." Brittany told her. "Why don't we go visit her at work for some lunch?"

"Like a surprise picnic?" Taylor asked.

"Yep."

"Cool." Taylor leaned over and kissed Skylar on the cheek before holding up a piece of paper and showing it to Skylar.

45 minutes later Brittany was leading her daughters through the hospital to Santana's office, when they reached her office they noticed the Latina wasn't there so Brittany began to unpack the picnic lunch she brought with her.

"Don't touch that Sky." Taylor said quickly, grabbing her little sister's hand away from the model human body in the corner of Santana's office.

"Sky's." Skylar snapped.

Brittany turned around quickly. "That's not yours." She told the baby. "Do not touch it, that's mami's."

Skylar stared at Brittany before turning to focus on something as the office door opened and Santana walked in. "What's going on here?" The Latina smiled. "All my favorite people are here."

"Surprise picnic lunch." Taylor explained with a smile before hugging Santana.

"How did you sleep last night?" Santana asked her, rubbing her back.

"Good, after our phone call I felt a lot better." Taylor told her as Skylar once again tried to touch the body in the corner.

"What did I say, Skylar Reese?" Brittany told her sternly. "No."

Skylar turned around quickly and glared at Brittany before running to Santana and hugging her leg. The Latina picked her up and kissed her on the cheek. "Why are you being naughty?" She asked her daughter, who shrugged and leaned on her shoulder. Santana then walked over to Brittany and kissed softly on the lips. "Hey baby."

"I hope you don't have any surgeries planned or anything, I should have checked." Brittany replied, handing Taylor a paper plate.

"No, I was just heading to lunch in the cafeteria but this is much better." She set Skylar on the couch and handed her one of the applesauce pouches Brittany packed and handed Taylor a sandwich, grabbing the plate from her to add pasta salad to it.

"So we talked to Aunt Quinn last night about you possibly staying with her for a little while." Santana stated, eating a forkful of the pasta salad and holding a small forkful up to Skylar's mouth, the baby eating it quickly. "She's excited to have you maybe stay, but you know it's completely up to you."

Taylor looked up and nodded. "I jut need a little more time to think."

"That's fine, baby." Brittany assured her. "On a more fun note, your mom and I were thinking that maybe you should design your own bedroom, the colors, patterns, you can get anything you want in the new house."

Taylor's eyes lit up quickly. "Really?"

"Mmmmhmmm." Santana agreed. "Why don't you look online for some ideas and save the pictures?"

"Can I help with Sky's room?" Taylor asked, wiping her mouth and laughing when Skylar opened her mouth wide for another forkful from Santana.

"That's a good idea." Brittany told her. "Get some ideas for Sky Sky too, you know her best and know what she'll like the most."

Santana nodded. "That's a great idea."

"I saved some potential houses this morning, we can look at them later." Brittany told Santana, who nodded but kept her eyes on Skylar who started to spit up her food. Santana quickly grabbed a napkin and held it under her mouth, before sticking her fingers in the baby's mouth and pulling out the pasta she was eating, rubbing her back when Skylar began to cough harshly. She lifted her daughter in her lap and rubbed her back, patting softly.

"You have to remember to swallow, you can't keep all that food in your mouth." She told her softly, kissing her on the forehead and grabbing the sippy cup with water that Brittany handed her. "That's fine, B, we can take a look at them this evening."

Dr. Lopez-Pierce to OR 1! Dr. Lopez-Pierce to OR 1!

Santana took another bite of her sandwich and jumped up. "I gotta go baby, I don't know how long I'll be or what this is even for." She kissed Brittany before kissing the top of Skylar and Taylor's heads and running out of the office.

"It's so cool how super important mami is." Taylor smiled as Brittany lifted Skylar in her lap and held another forkful of pasta to her mouth, watching her to make sure she actually chewed and swallowed it.


"Santa Claus is going to come down the chimney here, and then he brings all the presents and toys." Taylor told Skylar as the two stood in front of the fireplace.

Santana was lying on the couch, in and out of sleep after a long day at work, watching her daughters. "Don't get too close to the fire, Taylor, watch your sister and make sure she doesn't try to stick her hand in the fire at all." She said softly in Spanish.

"Si mami." Taylor nodded.

Brittany walked in the living room with a mug of hot chocolate and set it down before sliding behind Santana on the couch, leaning her wife back on her chest, wrapping her arms around her waist. She watched as Taylor sat down and lifted Skylar in her lap, both in matching Christmas footed pajamas, as they stared at the Christmas tree.

"Toys!" Skylar pointed to the fireplace.

"NO." Santana said firmly. "Toys are under the tree, not the fireplace." Skylar stared at her before looking up to Taylor, for confirmation.

"That's right, the toys will be under the tree." Taylor told her pointing to the massive Christmas tree that had a few gifts underneath it already, most from Quinn from the night before.

Brittany began to massage Santana's shoulders as the Latina reached for the hot chocolate and took a sip. "Why don't you read your sister a Christmas story?" She suggested as Santana set the mug down and turned on her side, which Brittany knew meant the Latina was going to sleep.

Taylor grabbed a book off the table and set it close to her, she then grabbed a blanket and tossed it over her legs before she picked the book back up and started to read. Brittany grabbed the blanket from the arm of the couch and covered Santana up, rubbing her back when she felt how heavy her wife was becoming, evidence she was fast asleep.

Taylor was halfway through the book when the doorbell rang, startling Santana who jerked awake. "Who could that be?" She rasped as she looked up at Brittany and noticed she was waking up herself. She made her way to the door and looked through the peephole before quickly opening the door.

"Mami? Papi?" Santana laughed.

"We wanted to spend Christmas with our granddaughters." Mrs. Lopez smiled.

"Bua!" Skylar jumped up and ran straight to her grandmother's arms, hugging her tightly around the neck when the elder Latina picked her up.


Midnight

"Rafael, I just don't think that them moving and leaving their daughter across the damn country is a good idea." Mrs. Lopez snapped.

"Maria, I didn't come to New York so you can argue with Santana." He snapped quietly.

"Mami, you are welcome to leave." Santana snapped. "Brittany and I have thought this through and we aren't moving without her."

"Maria, we left it up to Taylor." Brittany sighed, "If she wants Santana to stay, she's going to, no questions asked."

"Why is it even an option?" Mrs. Lopez exclaimed loudly. "It's negligent parenting, that's what it is."

"How fucking dare you, mami. The nerve!" Santana stood up quickly and scoffed before angrily leaving the room and going to the bathroom, slamming the door. Brittany jumped up quickly and chased after her wife, slipping in the bathroom after her.

"You are not going to ruin this Christmas for them." Rafael spit out at his wife. "Let's not forget that you went overseas for two months when Santana was twelve." He reminded his wife before leaving the room.


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