A/N: This is the sequel to Set Up For Disaster. I felt like that story had come to a close, but I did not want to finish it. I enjoy writing this story. :) Enjoy!
"Benny, come here." Santana giggled, reaching for their four year old son. The boy smiled and shook his head.
"No Mommy!" he squealed, laughing.
"What are you two doing?" Rachel asked, smiling.
"Mama!" the boy exclaimed.
"Hi sweetheart." she said, smiling as he climbed in her lap. There was not a day in her life that she had regretted choosing to only stay on the show for half of a season so she could start her family with Santana. The couple had been married for almost five years and were still as strong as ever. Noah had donated the sperm, Santana had donated the egg, and Rachel carried their child. Lucy had gotten her brother that she wanted so badly and Rachel and Santana had gotten their child - Benjamin Mateo Lopez, though they just called him Benny. "Baby, Noah said that Lucy's teacher called again." Rachel said, raising an eyebrow.
"Again? That's the fifth time in two weeks." Santana said, sighing. Rachel shrugged. "What is wrong with that girl? She's nine. She's not supposed to be acting like this, not yet." she sighed.
"She's staying with us this weekend though, so you can ask her." As if on cue, the doorbell to their large apartment rang.
"Oh, I will." Santana said, opening the door. "Hey Pucky. Hey baby girl." she greeted.
"Hey S." he said, grinning.
"Hi Mom." Lucy said, smiling. Santana raised an eyebrow.
"Mom? Since when am I Mom?" she asked Noah as Lucy walked in.
"The same day I became Dad." he said.
"I want my Lion King watching baby back." Santana declared. Noah laughed. "Speaking of, what's up with her at school?" she asked.
"I have no idea. She won't tell me." he said.
"I'll talk to her." Santana promised.
"Benny!" Lucy exclaimed happily. The boy giggled an hugged his sister. "Hi Rachel." she said. Rachel flinched, having become accustomed to Mama.
"Lucy Ray, what has gotten into you?" Santana demanded. Lucy shrugged and went to her room. "You okay?" she asked her wife.
"Since when am I Rachel?" she whispered.
"I'll talk to her." Santana said.
"What do you think you're doing?" Santana asked, opening Lucy's door to see her trying to change her room.
"I don't like this anymore." Lucy said.
"It's the room that Rachel designed for you, though." Santana pointed out.
"Maybe I want a change." the girl snapped.
"Okay... We can change your room. What is going on with you? I get that you want to grow up and stop calling us Mommy and Daddy, but ever since Rachel and I got married you've called her Mama. Why are you calling her Rachel again?" Santana asked. Lucy shrugged. "Lucy Ray Puckerman, I want an answer." she demanded.
"I don't want you to be married anymore." Lucy whispered.
"Why not?" Santana asked quickly.
"Cause the kids in my school make fun of me for it." Lucy said. Santana bit her lip as she noticed a slight bruise on her daughter's face.
"How did that happen?" she whispered.
"A girl." Lucy said. Rachel slipped into the room.
"Benny is napping." she said. Santana pointed to the bruise. "What? How?" Rachel asked.
"I'm sorry Mama." Lucy whispered. Rachel hugged her.
"It's okay sweetie... Who hit you?" she asked gently.
"A girl. She said that you and Mommy being married was wrong." Lucy said.
"I want her out of that school." Santana declared. Rachel kissed Lucy's head.
"Why don't you lay down? Mommy and I are going to go talk." Rachel said, pulling Santana out of the room. "San, calm down." she ordered.
"Some kid hit my baby. I'm not going to calm down." Santana said.
"I understand that you're furious. I am too. But we need to talk to Noah about this as well, considering that he's the only one that can pull her out of that school." Rachel explained. Santana nodded.
"I get it. Thanks for calming me down, baby." Santana said.
"Where Lucy go?" Benny asked. Santana and Rachel turned around.
"Why are you up?" Rachel asked. He bit his lip. "Benjamin Mateo..." she said warningly. Even at four, the boy knew that his full name, especially in that tone, was bad.
"I want Lucy. Miss her." he said, yawning. Santana smiled and picked up the boy.
"You can play with Lucy after nap time baby boy. I promise. But right now you gotta go to sleep, okay?" she said gently. He nodded sleepily. "That's my good boy. Let's get you to sleep." Santana said, walking to her son's room.
"Love you Mommy." he said, kissing her cheek as she put him down.
"I love you too baby boy." she said, tucking him in before kissing his forehead. "So much." she whispered.