"Mommy, can I play my Nintendo Switch on the tv?" Noah asked, shaking the Latina awake.

Santana groaned but opened her eyes slightly, focusing right on the red juice stain now on Noah's white tshirt, wondering what he could have possibly eaten to get that dirty already. "Is it something you can hook up yourself or do I need to get out of bed?" She whispered.

"I can do it." He replied quickly. "Uncle Puck showed me how to."

"Then go for it, buddy." She mumbled. "Don't have it up too loud." She added.

"Noah, hook it up in a bedroom, not the living room sweetheart." Brittany added softly, turning over and facing Santana, sliding closer to her wife, now that Noah was out of bed with them.

"Okay, momma." He nodded, running out of the room.

Santana turned into Brittany's chest and sighed as she attempted to drift back to sleep. "What time is it, B?"

Brittany glanced over her shoulder to see the clock on the night stand and cleared her throat. "A little after 8." She replied, turning back over and running her hand up and down Santana's back. "Noah's never come to sleep with us on vacation, everything okay last night?"

Shrugging Santana wiggled to get comfortable, "probably just restless from getting in so late, we all had a super long day yesterday. When he climbed in the bed he went right to sleep." She explained.

"Okay, do you want to go out to breakfast, or do you want me to order room service?" Brittany asked.

"No." Santana yawned while stretching. "I'm going to take Emily to breakfast, get to know her a little more, lay out some expectations and ground rules, you and Noah can go get some breakfast or hang out around here."

Brittany nodded in reply before pressing her lips to her wife's softly, pushing her tongue in when she felt Santana's lips moving to kiss her back. "Okay, I planned on meeting with her one on one when we got back to LA, I'll let you do your thing this weekend." She stated, Santana nodding and kissing her again, deepening the kiss and rolling on top of her, moaning lowly when Brittany's hand squeezed her butt before hugging her tightly.

Santana broke the kiss and kissed her on the forehead, "good morning, baby." She winked.

"Good morning." Brittany smiled in reply as Santana rolled off of her and hopped out of bed, stretching deeply, touching the floor before leaning side to side as she yawned. She leaned down and kissed Brittany on the forehead before walking to the bathroom and getting in the shower right away.

Brittany hopped out of bed and walked to Noah's bedroom, smiling at the sight of him sitting in the middle of the king size bed, a banana peel, and an orange peel to the side of him, his curly hair all over his head while he played Fortnite. "Good morning, honey." She smiled, sitting next to him on the bed.

"Good morning, momma." He replied softly, his eyes never leaving the screen.

Brittany cleaned up the fruit peels, tossing them in the garbage before sitting back down and watching this game. "Whoa, you're pretty good." She smiled as he killed an opponent.

"Yeah, better than Eli and Manny." He smirked proudly.

Brittany laughed at how much he reminded her of Santana in that moment. "Mommy is going to meet with Emily, her new assistant, for breakfast this morning, so it's just us two. What do you think we should do about breakfast?"

Noah shrugged before tossing his controller down as he was killed in the game. "Ooooooo, can we go to the French Toast place we went to last time we came to Lima?"

"Totally, brush your teeth and get dressed." Brittany told him, standing to leave the room.

"Order whatever you want." Santana told Emily, stirring sugar into her coffee, she glanced at her cell phone before flipping it over. "When you are out to eat us, no matter what meal; dinner, lunch, breakfast, coffee, or whatever...it's always on me." She explained. "One of the perks of being my assistant, and I'll get offended if you don't really eat like you would normally. If we are out and you want a steak, order a steak, if you are feeling like a lobster tail for dinner, order your lobster."

"Okay." Emily nodded, taking a sip of her coffee.

"I know this whole thing has happened pretty quickly, but this is a test run for you, this trip. Even though this may seem like an easy trip to coast through and relax on, these type of trips usually are the hardest. Usually because with Brit and I doing stuff with family we aren't able to be as available as you may need for several things. " She added. "For instance, this trip we are here for my grandmother's birthday party, so we will be with family all day and evening, which means you are on your own for some of the stuff on the list we will give you today."

Emily nodded that she understood, while think about what she could possibly do in Lima, a city she had never been to.

"Some more expenses that are always covered by me and Brittany; hotel, flights, transportation in whatever city we are in, or country. Do you have a car of your own?"

"Yes, I do." Emily replied. "Fully insured."

"Okay, any lights on the dash? Need new tires or anything? I ask because you'll be doing a lot of driving, so if you need something done to your car, I will get it fixed for you." Santana asked as the waiter came over to the table. "Dennis?" She smiled happily, jumping up and hugging the waiter, who was an older man.

"Santana Lopez! So good to see you, doll, I didn't know you were in town." Dennis replied, hugging her tightly.

"Yeah, for my Abuela's birthday party tonight." She explained.

"Brittany and Noah?"

"Both are here, back at the hotel. This is my new assistant, Emily." She introduced them. "Emily, this is Dennis, he's been working here since I was in high school! Brittany and I used to come here all the time for breakfast before school."

"I can't wait to the how big that little guy is now, I'll be at the party tonight." Dennis replied. "do you want your usual?"

"Yes!" Santana beamed happily, sitting back down.

"I'll have the same." Emily smiled.

"Smart." Santana laughed as she sat back down. "So your car?"

Emily cleared her throat, "it's an older car, but it should be okay."

Santana raised an eyebrow, "not good enough. Brittany and I will get you a car, consider it your signing bonus." She added. "It wont be anything super fancy, so don't expect a G Wagon or anything, but it will be brand new, and reliable, and you can pick your own color." She smiled happily.

"This is all so crazy." Emily whispered to herself. "I didn't expect a new car."

Santana nodded. "I know it seems like a lot, but Brit and I aren't super high maintenance. While you primarily work for me, on occasion you will have to do some things for Brittany, is that okay?"

"Yeah, totally."

"Okay, ummm, oh, you do not work for Noah." Santana said sternly. "I love my baby boy, but he can be a little shit, he takes after me, so if you at our house or out with us on a trip or anything he does not get to boss you around." She stated. "If we need you to run and grab him food or something like that, you'll hear that directly from myself or Brittany; same goes for Hannah, Brittany's sister, she's nineteen, and over our house a lot, but you are not her personal slave, if either one of them asks you to do something outlandish, let us know."

Santana then pulled an Ipad Pro out of the backpack she had with her, and a brand new iPhone Xs Max, setting them down, with an apple pencil, and apple watch. "Welcome gifts." She explained, when Emily's eyes widened. "Ipad stays on you at all times, use it to keep up scheduling, quick notes, etc. Phone is because I should be able to reach you from 5am to 11pm daily, unless you are off of work. Brittany will have more details on off days and stuff like that. If an emergency pops up and you need to take off for the day, let us know right away, and contact Carole, she's your back up. She'll find that out when we get back to LA."

Emily stared at everything and nodded quickly.

"Laptop, we are going to the mall after this to get you a MacBook, we'll get you an iMac when we get back to LA for your apartment." Santana continued. "I know this seems like a lot and maybe excessive, but I don't want any excuses for anything. Your cell phone bill and internet at home, we will pay, that's part of your salary with me." She continued. "We give you all the tools you need, and the accessibility, so you are able to get shit done. We provide the tools, you provide the service. You will have two expense credit cards, one is for meals on trips, and the other is for if Brit or I send you to the store to get something. Both will be monitored. Like I said before I don't care what you eat, or how much you eat, just don't go crazy. If we are in Paris, and you want to have a drink, order some champagne, but that doesnt mean order a $500 bottle, try the caviar you always wanted, splurge on steak for room service one night, but just don't go crazy, get my drift?"

"Yes, definitely."

"Look, this is a pretty sweet and easy job." Santana replied. "Relax and enjoy it."

"Can I ask you a question?" Emily asked as their food came out to the table.

Santana immediately poured hot sauce over her scrambled eggs and nodded. "I'm out here all alone, my entire family lives in Minnesota, so you and your family are all I have. I haven't made any friends out here yet, and my savings account is just enough to cover my rent for next week before I'm broke."

"Are you asking for money?" Santana asked.

"No!" Emily exclaimed. "No, no, no...I just want you to be as honest with me as possible, if I'm totally screwing up, let me know...I don't want to lose this job."

Santana softened her face. "How old are you?"

"23."

Santana nodded. "You're family now, okay. Don't worry about anything, you're family." She winked at her.

"Noah, get your shoes on, now." Santana replied.

"Two minutes." Noah replied, staring at his iPad as he played a game.

Santana raised an eyebrow before walking over to him and grabbing the iPad out of his hands, and tossing it on the table. "Now." She told him softly, as Noah groaned loudly as stomped his way to the bedroom.

Brittany, who was watching the scene from the side, while signing some paperwork for her studio, closed the folder and walked over to her wife. "Relax."

"I am relaxed." Santana snapped.

"Watch it." Brittany snapped back. "I know you're stressed about this party for whatever reason, but don't take it out on us."

Santana took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't even know why I'm tense."

Brittany nodded and pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back slowly as there was a knock on the door. Santana broke the hug and walked to the door, where Consuela was waiting. "Let's go." She replied, walking in the suite.

"Hey Sway." Noah waved, now wearing a pair of low top white converse with his red polo and dark denim jeans.

"Grab a jacket, Noah." Brittany told him, slipping on her jean jacket.

"Hey cutie." Sway winked at Noah. "Ready to tear down the mall while we look for a gift?"

"I guess." Noah shrugged, reaching for his Nintendo Switch, to which Santana grabbed out of his hand and slipped in the Gucci backpack she had with her.

"Did you rent a car?" Santana asked her cousin.

"Yeah, Noah gets to ride in the front with me." She grinned, ruffling his hair and running down the hall. "You're it!" She yelled to him.

Noah looked up at Santana, who sighed, but nodded that he could chase after her, before grabbing her cell phone off of the table, texting Emily that they were headed out, and she could have the afternoon off. Brittany gave her one thousand dollars that afternoon so she would have some money for Ubers or food if she left the hotel, since they didn't have her expense credit card yet.

"This is gorgeous." Brittany smiled, holding the necklace in her hand. "You like it, babe?"

Santana nodded, "yeah, it's really pretty." She replied. "We'll take the necklace."

Noah stood impatiently to the side, eating a bag Swedish fish while his mothers and Sway picked out jewelry for their grandmother. He sighed loudly, so Santana reached in her backpack and handed him his Nintendo Switch. "Sit to the side, baby, and do not leave this store, remember you aren't at home, so don't have it up too loud."

"Thanks." Noah happily grabbed the game and ran over to the chairs to the side, quickly beginning to play.

"Why didn't you two shop in LA?" Sway asked, handing her credit card to the attendant to pay for the earrings she was buying.

Santana rolled her eyes and dug in her purse for her card to pay for the bracelet she bought herself and the necklace for her grandmother. "Same reason you didn't."

"You weren't out of the country like I was." Sway laughed.

"Shut the fuck up, you were just at our house yesterday, what are you even talking about?" She frowned in reply.

"We're in a store." Brittany sang softly to the two, knowing an argument was on the horizon with how anxious Santana's mood was that day.

7pm

Brittany, Santana, and Noah walked into the hall where the party for Santana's grandmother, Santana sighing when Noah immediately ran over to where some cousins his age were. Santana walked the gift over to the table with the other stack of presents, while Brittany went to greet some of the other guests.

"Damn shame that I have to come all the way back to Lima to see my cousin, when we both live in LA."

Santana rolled her eyes but turned around. "Hey Valeria."

"Don't hey me, bitch, you are purposely ignoring me in LA." Valeria, Santana's cousin snapped. "Consuela is not your only damn cousin, or are you too good to speak to your family that are not in the industry."

"Fuck you." Santana replied. "The only time you call or even think of texting me if when you want some fuckin money."

Consuela walked over and folded her arms against her chest. "What's up V? This isn't the place for your jealousy."

"Oh, I forgot you're on her payroll, so..." Valeria smirked.

Santana scoffed and opened her mouth to speak again, but her grandmother walked over. "You three aren't 15 years anymore, do not ruin this event for everyone." Her grandmother said sternly in Spanish.

Santana groaned before glaring at Valeria and walking over to Brittany, who was talking to some aunts and uncles.