How I Met Your Mommy

Chapter 10

Santana storms up into Remy's room and pushes the door open with so much force it slams against the wall. It startles the two teenagers who are currently standing in the middle of her room wrapped up in each others arms making out.

They jump apart quickly and look over at the door to see Santana fuming in the doorway. "What the hell do you guys think you are doing?" Santana asks, folding her arms over her chest. She raises a brow at the two and they just look confused.

"Getting ready for school," Remy says slowly eyeing her mother curiously. She lowers her eyes and adjusts her shirt that had ridden up a bit from their make out session.

"No more sleepovers." Santana says sternly. "No more sneaking through her window at night past your curfew." She says directing her attention over to Spencer. "I will put alarms on the windows if I have to." She says, and she feels Brittany's hands on her hips, which causes her to relax just slightly, but not enough to back down.

"That's not fair." Remy says stubbornly, folding her arms across her chest, matching her Mama's challenging stance. "She's been sleeping over since we were like 7." Remy says with a huff.

Santana rolls her eyes, "Yeah well that was before I knew the two of you were…" She says, but pauses not being able to say the words. It makes her shiver, thinking about her daughter being sexual. "That was before I knew the two of you were together." She says, recomposing herself. "It'd be the same way if you were with a boy, don't you want me to treat you the same straight or gay?" She asks, giving her a smug look. Her own mother had given her that same line when she found out about her and Brittany. They'd had the same fight about Brittany not being able to sleep over anymore.

Remy rolls her eyes and stomps her foot down on the ground like a 5 year old. "Mom!" She says directing her attention to Brittany who is standing behind Santana. "Tell her that isn't fair!" She whines pleadingly.

Brittany bites her lip and gives her daughter an apologetic look. "I'm sorry sweetie, but I agree with Mama." She says, making Remy frown. "Though I do think you should calm down." She says directing her attention to her still fuming wife. She places a quick kiss to Santana's temple. "We hadn't made any rules so they didn't know." She says calmingly. "Now they do, and I'm sure they will respect the new rules." She says, looking back over at Remy and Spencer giving them firm looks.

Spencer nods her head obediently but Remy just looks annoyed and rolls her eyes once again.

"Spencer will you come over for dinner tonight?" Brittany asks, ignoring the look her daughter is giving her.

Spencer once again nods her head, still looking a bit afraid. "Yes, ma'am." She says, and it makes Brittany and Santana both look at her amused. She'd never once called them ma'am. She must really be afraid of them now that they know she is sleeping with their daughter.

"Good." Brittany nods. "Finish getting ready for school." She tells them before guiding her wife out of the bedroom. Santana looks like she still wants to say something, but Brittany gives her a look and tugs on her hand, making Santana follow obediently.

o0o0o

Brittany hears the front door of the house open from the kitchen later that afternoon. She closes the dish washer and dries her hands with a towel waiting on her kids to make their way into the kitchen.

And within seconds, Sugar is running into the room with a wide grin on her face, her ninja turtle backpack bouncing up and down on her back. "Look what I drew!" She shouts, holding up a piece of pink construction paper in her hands. She passes it over to her mom who grins at her and gazes down at it.

"Oh my gosh, I love it baby girl." Brittany commends as her eyes scan over the drawing. It's got a huge rainbow of basically every color in a crayon box including brown and black and has butterflies flying all around it. "Want to hang it up?" She asks, looking down at the little girl who nods excitedly. "Okay." She nods, and moves over to the refrigerator to hang it up next to all the other kids drawings and photos.

She hangs it up and then looks down at Sugar who is gazing up at it with a big smile, looking very proud of herself. It makes Brittany chuckle.

Brittany then looks into the living room but doesn't see the rest of her children. She knows Remy has to be home because that is the only way Sugar would have gotten home and she also knows that Remy wouldn't have forgotten to pick her brothers up. But it's odd that they went straight upstairs without a word. The first thing they usually do is come into the kitchen and get a snack when they get home.

"Sugar where are your brothers? and Remy?" Brittany asks looking down at the little girl, who suddenly looks nervous.

"They went upstairs." She says with a shrug. "They were really excited to play some video game or something. They were arguing about who would win the whole way home." She informs her and Brittany nods her head slowly. "And Remy is on the phone!" She adds after a brief pause, like she'd just remembered to add that part.

Brittany knows by the look on her face and the tone of her voice that she is lying. Sugar hasn't ever been a good liar. She's definitely not the one in the family to trust to hide something for you. But she is the one you go to for a distraction.

Sighing, Brittany quickly makes her way out of the kitchen, headed for the stairs. Sugar chases after her, trying to get her attention and that is when she knows for sure that something is up.

She makes it up the stairs and looks into Charlie and Keegan's room, but they're both empty. She then checks Remy's room and finds it empty as well. She hears voices coming from one of the bathrooms and sees the light on but the door closed.

"Mommy!" Sugar just about screeches, tugging on her hand.

It makes Brittany pause briefly and she looks down at Sugar who suddenly seems to not know what to say. "Mommy come dance with me!" She finally says, her face lighting up. She tries pulling her mom back to her room, but the blonde is insistent.

"Sugar let go." She tells the little girl firmly, but Sugar just shakes her head stubbornly. "Sugar if you don't let go, you're going to be in trouble as well whenever I figure out what the others are up to." She tells her, making Sugar's eyes widen. "You're helping them and if you don't want to be in trouble, I suggest you let me go." She says, giving Sugar a stern look.

Sugar bites her lip and debates briefly what she wants to do. She eventually lets go of Brittany and takes off running in the opposite direction to her bedroom.

"Good choice." Brittany comments, before turning and heading for the bathroom. She knocks on the door and hears the voices go quiet and a couple of sushing sounds, making her roll her eyes. "Guys, let me in." She says, knocking again.

"I'll be out in just a minute." Remy says from inside.

"Open the door now." Brittany says sternly. It's not very often that Brittany uses this voice and so the kids no that when she does, they better listen, because she means business. "If the door isn't opened in 5 seconds you are all grounded for 2 weeks." She says, hoping it's enough of a reason for them to do as they are told.

She's about to actually start counting to 5, but she hears the door unlocking so she waits patiently for it to open. When it does, she sees Keegan looking up at her, his lips pressed together in a straight line. "What's up?" He asks, and she can tell he's trying to keep the door opened as little as possible.

Brittany ignores his question and pushes the door open all the way. She sees Charlie sitting up on the counter and Remy in front of him, putting make up on his face. She looks confused and takes a step closer and that is when she sees his left eye is blue and purple.

"Oh my god!" She exclaims, brushing past Keegan and bumping Remy out of the way. She puts her hands gently on either side of his face and inspects the injury closer. "Baby what happened?" She asks concerned. But he doesn't answer her. "What happened?" She asks using her stern voice again. She looks from him to Keegan and Remy, expecting one of them to give her an answer.

Keegan just clears his throat and all three of them look down at the ground.

"If someone doesn't tell me now, so help me," She says, her anger and protectiveness rising within her to a boiling point.

Charlie sighs and it makes Brittany's attention snap back over to him. "I just walked into a pole at recess it's not a big deal." He tells her with a small shrug.

However, Brittany of course doesn't believe that for a second. She looks back at both of her other kids and sees that they both look like they want to say something, but they're not going to. "Charlie, I'm not stupid." She says, lowering her voice and trying to sound as calm as possible. "Please just tell me who did this." She pleads, still cupping his face in her hands.

"Someone's been bullying him." Keegan finally says, making Brittany turn to look at him. Charlie glares at him and Keegan looks guilty, but ends up just shrugging awkwardly. "I'm sorry," He tells him honestly.

Brittany's heart breaks and she lets out a heavy sigh. "Who is it?" She asks, turning back to Charlie.

"We're taking care of it." Remy informs her.

"What do you mean you're taking care of it?" She asks hesitantly, looking back at Remy. "You can't beat up a little boy Remy." She tells her and Remy just rolls her eyes. "And you can't either." She adds looking back at Keegan. "None of you are going to do anything." She says, making sure to give them all a firm look so that they know she is serious. "We don't result to violence in this family." She says, although she knows Remy gets into fights all of the time.

Keegan huffs and crosses his arms. "We aren't going to just let the brat get away with it." He tells her, getting worked up.

Brittany nods her head and gives him a small smile. "I love that you guys are looking out for him and want to protect him, but beating up some kid isn't going to solve anything, it'll just get you guys into trouble." She says. "I'm going to talk to his teacher about it alright?" She asks, looking between the three of them.

"That'll just make it worse!" Charlie whines. "You can't tell Mrs. Ward!" He shouts pleadingly. "If he knows I tattled on him, he'll just beat me up." He adds, his eyes filling with tears.

Brittany sighs and looks at her son helplessly. He looks so afraid and it breaks her heart. She went through bullying when she was little and she knows how awful it is. She also understands what he means, because telling the teacher always does make it worse. But she also doesn't want her other kids getting into a fight with him.

"We'll figure something out." She says, caressing his cheek. "We need to put some ice on this." She says, pulling away from him. She reaches out and pulls him off of the counter and guides him out of the bathroom.

o0o0o

After giving Charlie an ice pack and some children's ibuprofen, she lets him go upstairs to his room to play a video game with Keegan. She then makes her way into the living room and plops down on the couch with a heavy sigh. Tears form in her eyes, but she tries to hold them in the best she can. She wants to call Santana and she knows she probably should. However, she knows Santana will panic and leave work early to come home.

She doesn't want Santana leaving work, because it's not going to do any good. But she also knows that when Santana gets home, she is going to be pissed that Brittany hadn't called her as soon as she found out.

After a few minutes of debating, she finally gives in and decides to call. Not only does she not want Santana to be upset, but she also really wants to talk to her wife right now. It hurts her so much that one of her kids is being bullied and she really needs to talk to Santana.

"Hey beautiful," Santana answers after a few rings. She sounds a bit distracted, but even so she always manages to greet Brittany properly. She could be in the middle of a shoot out and she'd still do her best to answer her phone and greet the blonde with some kind of term of endearment.

It makes Brittany smile slightly, even through everything that has happened. "Baby, I need to tell you something." She says, trying not to sound too upset. She doesn't want to startle Santana, although she knows she probably has already.

"What's wrong?" She asks, worriedly. Brittany can tell she has her full attention now. "Are the kids okay? Are you okay?" She asks, not getting a response from Brittany quick enough.

"Yeah, we're fine," Brittany answers. It's not entirely true, but nobody is in serious danger or dead right now, so she feels the need to at least calm her wife slightly, before going into detail about what happened. "It's Charlie," She says, trying to keep her voice even, although there is a lump growing in her throat. "He's being bullied," She tells her. "He came home with a black eye today." She says as tears escape her eyes.

The line is silent for a minute and Brittany checks to make sure they're still connected. They are so she knows Santana is shocked, and just trying to process the information. She's probably also fuming.

"I'll be home in a minute." Santana says quickly, just as predicted.

"Baby, no." Brittany responds quickly, knowing that Santana is probably already on her way to the car. "He's fine, there is no need to leave early." She tells her soothingly. "I just, I wanted to tell you." She adds with a small shrug. "And I just needed to talk to you." She adds, her voice breaking a bit.

Santana sighs, "I don't think I'll be able to get through the rest of the day." She says quietly. "Who is he? I'll go arrest him." She says, and it makes Brittany chuckle a little.

"San, you can't arrest a little kid for being a bully." She says with a small smile. "Although, I really wish you could." She adds wistfully. "Anyway, I don't know, they didn't tell me his name. Charlie doesn't want me to talk to the teacher or principal or anything." She says with a sigh. "I don't know what to do." She adds defeatedly.

"Well we can't just do nothing." Santana says determined. "I told you, you should have let me teach them to fight." Santana says frustrated.

Brittany shakes her head even though Santana can't see her. "No, I don't want them fighting Santana. Fighting doesn't solve anything." She says sternly.

"I don't want them just getting into fights either." Santana defends. "But unfortunately, bullying is going to happen to a lot of kids and if a situation comes up where he has to defend himself, I want him to be able to." She says determined. "All of them for that matter." She adds, although Remy and Keegan have already proved they can defend themselves. Remy especially. "It's just self defense, I won't teach them to just fight." She says, trying to compromise. But honestly, no matter what Brittany says, she's going to teach Charlie and Sugar a few moves, just to be prepared.

Brittany sighs, but she knows that Santana is right. She wants Charlie to be able to defend himself next time and possibly not get hurt. It's just the thought of any of the kids fighting, makes her sick to her stomach. "Okay," She finally says, quietly agreeing.

Brittany hears someones voice in the background and then Santana talking back to someone. "I need to go baby." She says to Brittany with a sigh. "I'll be home soon okay?" She tells her softly. "I love you, and it'll be okay. It's just a black eye, it could have been a lot worse." She adds.

Brittany agrees, but it still doesn't make her feel better. If they don't do something then it could get worse. "I love you too." She answers back, and the two say their goodbyes and hang up the phone.

o0o0o

Brittany makes her way into Keegan's room where she sees Charlie sitting in a bean bag chair, watching his brother play 'Call of Duty', still holding the melting ice pack to his eye. Remy is sitting on the bed next to him, watching Keegan play as well. It warms Brittany's heart that they're both so protective of Charlie and want to be with him right now.

"How you feeling baby?" She asks, kneeling down beside him. She pulls the pack off of his eye and inspects the bruise.

"I'm okay," He says softly. It's a little swollen underneath and it's an ugly purple color. But at least it isn't swollen shut. It definitely could look a lot worse than it does. Nonetheless, it breaks Brittany's heart seeing it again and being reminded that someone had hurt her baby boy.

Brittany glances back over at Keegan and sees his game paused as he watches the two of them. "I'm going to get you another ice pack." She tells Charlie, placing a kiss to his forehead. She stands back up and takes the melted pack back into the kitchen.

Brittany puts the melted pack back into the freezer and grabs another one. She hears the front door open and close and she makes it into the living room in time to see Santana frantically pulling her gun and badge off.

"Hey baby," Brittany says, making her way over to the girl. She holds her hand out for Santana's things, offering to put them up for her. "He's in Keegan's room." She informs her, knowing that she will be looking for Charlie. "Take this to him." She says handing Santana the ice pack just before the brunette dashes up the stairs.

Brittany follows behind her but makes a quick detour to their room to put Santana's gun in it's place. She then walks into Keegan's room where she sees Santana knelt down on the floor inspecting Charlie's eye. "Charlie what happened?" She asks, making him huff.

"I already told mom," he mumbles, folding his arms over his chest, obviously tired of talking about it.

Santana sighs and pulls her hands away from his face. "I know that." She nods. "But did he just hit you for no reason?" She asks, sounding concerned and a bit confused. "Why was he bullying you?"

Charlie shrugs his shoulders and looks down, which obviously means he is hiding something.

"Baby talk to me. You won't get into trouble, we just want to know what happened." Santana says gently. She runs her fingers through his curly locks soothingly and waits for him to speak.

"He was teasing me and I got mad and pushed him." Charlie admits. "He always teases me." He adds, tears forming in his eyes. "And I just wanted him to stop." He adds quietly, his eyes still locked onto his lap.

"Why does he tease you?" She asks gently, placing a hand on his thigh.

Charlie just shifts in his seat and shrugs, "Different things." He admits quietly. "They call me a nerd and they always steal my books and throw them on the ground." He tells her. Charlie has always been very studious. He loves school and he enjoys reading more than anything. He's the only kid who really just reads for fun. Except Remy, but she doesn't do it as often as Charlie.

Santana sighs and holds the new ice pack up to his face. "We're going to figure something out alright." She assures him, placing a loving kiss to his fore head. "He isn't going to tease you anymore." She says with finality.

Charlie looks up at her with wide eyes, "Don't tell my teacher!" He shouts, looking fearful. "He'll just get mad!" He says, pleading her with his eyes not to tell.

The front door opens from downstairs and Santana glances back at Brittany as if she'll know who is at the door. "That's Spence." Remy says, standing up from the bed. She ruffles Charlie's hair slightly as she walks by him and out of his bedroom.

"Honey, we have to tell your teacher. She'll keep an eye on him and you and make sure it won't happen again. Where was your teacher while this was happening anyway?" She asks frustrated. She knows his teacher is a very nice woman and a great teacher, but it makes her angry that this bullying has been happening and she hasn't noticed. And where was she when Charlie got this black eye? Did the kid even get into trouble?

"You can't tell her!" Charlie shouts, loudly. "It was after school when I was waiting for Remy." He says only lowering his voice slightly. "She wasn't there." He says, standing up. He folds his arms across his chest and storms out of the room.

Just as he makes it to the doorway, Spencer and Remy are making their way into the room and he collides into them. "Hey kid," Spencer greets him with a warm smile.

He looks up at her briefly, but continues his path to his bedroom where the door slams seconds later.

Santana and Brittany both head for the door but Keegan stops them. "Mom, mama, you can't tell Mrs. Ward," He tells them seriously. "She can't watch him all the time and it's just going to make him angry and he'll hurt Charlie again." He tells them honestly.

"I'm going to go try and talk to Charlie." Spencer says quietly. Brittany gives her a small smile and nods her head. Charlie has always loved Spencer. She's been around since he was born and they're pretty sure Charlie has a crush on her even though he denies it.

Santana looks between Keegan and Remy who seem to be agreeing with Charlie on not telling his teacher. She knows that it could make it worse. She was in school and she knew how bullies worked, but she didn't know what else to do. She can't just sit back and do nothing while her son is getting bullied. "So what do you suggest?" She asks the two of them, open to suggestions.

"We said, we're taking care of it." Remy tells her vaguely.

Santana narrows her eyes at them, "You can't beat up a little kid Rem," She says, shaking her head.

Remy rolls her eyes, because she knows she can't beat up a little boy that is like 6 years younger than her. She doesn't have to be told by her Mama or her Mom. "I'm not going to, and neither is he." She says, nodding over to Keegan.

"So what are you going to do?" Brittany asks, stepping up beside Santana, her eyes moving back and forth between Keegan and Remy.

The younger girl just shrugs and smirks a little. "Just use a little intimidation." She says, and Keegan nods his head in agreement. "If he isn't afraid of me, I'm sure he'll be afraid of Colby and a couple of his friends." She says matter of fact.

Both her and Keegan look pleased with themselves at the solution.

"Colby would do that?" Santana asks skeptically. She never really liked the guy, and she wasn't sure if he would do it or not. Too be honest she doesn't know him all that well. She never cared to take the time to know him, because she didn't like him, and didn't care to know him. She especially doesn't like him now that she knows Remy is dating him at the same time as Spencer. Well, 'pretend' dating him.

Remy nods her head firmly. "Of course he will." She says, sounding positive. "He's my best friend, besides Spencer of course." She says with a shrug. "And he likes Charlie." She adds, making Santana frown. When was he around Charlie?

"If you touch that little boy, or put anyone up to hurting him, you guys are in so much trouble." Brittany says, giving them both warning looks.

They both put their hands up defensively. "Promise," They say at the same time.

Santana gives a weary sigh and looks to her wife to see if she is going to protest, but Brittany doesn't seem to be. "If one more incident happens, we're talking to the teacher or the principal." Brittany says with finality and both Keegan and Remy nod their heads in agreement. Obviously they feel their plan will work.

"Do either of you know how long the bullying has gone on?" Santana asks, glancing between both of her kids.

They both shake their heads, "No, he's never said anything." Remy answers.

"He's never said anything to me either." Keegan says with a small shrug. "If he wouldn't have gotten the black eye, I don't think he ever would have told us." He admits quietly.

o0o0o

Remy walks into Charlie's room and sees Spencer sitting on his bed, with Charlie in her lap. It's sort of a funny site, because Spencer is tiny and Charlie is almost the same size as her. But it still makes Remy grin like a fool. She loves that Spencer gets along so well with her siblings and how she loves them like they are her own siblings.

"Hey guys," she says, walking into the room, announcing her presence. She sits down on the bed next to them and Spencer smiles at her.

"Hey," Spencer greets back.

Remy reaches up and rubs Charlie's back soothingly, tilting her head to see his face. "How you feeling?" She asks him softly. "You okay?"

Charlie nods his head and lies it down on Spencer's shoulder. "I'm sleepy," He says quietly. "And my head hurts." He adds, making both Spencer and Remy pout sympathetically.

Remy stands up from his bed and leans down to kiss the top of his curly blonde hair. "I'll go get you some more medicine." She says softly into his hair. "I'll be right back." She adds, before leaving the room.

She makes her way downstairs and grabs a couple of pills and a glass of water, before heading back up the stairs. When she gets back into his room she sees the two of them now lying in his bed. Spencer is sitting up against the headboard and Charlie is curled up into her side, the ice pack balancing on the side of his face.

"Sit up real quick." Remy says gently. She hands Charlie the small pills and the glass of water when he sits up. After he takes them he hands the glass back to Remy and snuggles back into Spencer. "Get some rest." Remy tells him, running her fingers through his hair.

"Will you stay with me?" He asks, looking up at Spencer with big eyes and a small pout.

Spencer just nods and smiles down at him. "Of course," She confirms and leans down to kiss his fore head.

Remy climbs up on the bed next to Spencer and curls into the blonde's other side as Charlie drifts off to sleep. "I love you." Remy whispers into Spencer's ear lovingly, and nuzzles her nose against her cheek.

"I love you too," Spencer responds immediately, turning her head to kiss the brunette quickly.

Brittany and Santana come into the room a few minutes later to check on him and find him passed out halfway on top of Spencer. "Poor Spencer," Brittany says with a smirk, glancing between her son and her daughter who are both lying on top of the poor girl. The blonde just smiles back at her, obviously not bothered.

"How is he?" Santana asks as both of them step closer to the bed.

"He said his head hurt and he was tired, so we told him to take a nap and I gave him some more Ibuprofen." Remy tells them, not moving from her position against Spencer.

They both nod and Brittany reaches out to gently run her fingers through his hair. "We'll come and get you when dinner is ready." Santana says, "Anything you guys want for dinner?" She then asks, not having any set plans as far as cooking.

Remy just shrugs and shakes her head so Santana directs her attention to Spencer. "I could go for some of your enchiladas." She says with a shrug. "Unless that's too much trouble." She adds quickly, not wanting to make them go through too much trouble to make dinner. Especially after everything that had happened today.

"Enchiladas sound awesome." Brittany says with a hum, thinking about her wife's delicious cooking.

Santana grins at Brittany and nods her head. "Enchiladas it is." She confirms, glancing back at the two girls before pulling her wife out of the room. "You're helping me." She tells her as they walk out.

o0o0o

After dinner, Charlie seems to be feeling a lot better. He'd been back to his normal self throughout the dinner, joining in the conversations and giggling at everything just like normal.

Spencer sat next him and kept leaning over whispering things to him and he'd whisper back before giggling. Their private conversations were obviously helping to keep his spirits up. Brittany and Santana thank the girl, because they know she's giving him extra attention on purpose and he's milking it up.

"Alright guys, we would like to talk to Remy and Spencer alone for a minute." Brittany says as they finish clearing the table. The other kids look at her confused but don't question it. "Go upstairs and play for a bit or finish up homework if you need to." She instructs them, moving over to the kitchen table, where Santana is already taking a seat.

Spencer and Remy slowly sit down in the seats across from them and Spencer suddenly looks nervous again. It was like she'd been distracted by Charlie and forgotten why she was really over for dinner.

Santana glances over at Brittany to see if she was going to start the conversation or if she should do it. She's not really sure how to start the conversation though. She knows they should ease into it, because if Spencer is anything like she was when she was 16, she'd be out the door seconds into the conversation. Although to be fair, her 16 year old self wouldn't have even agreed to this or come over. So Spencer is already doing better than she had.

"So as you know, we obviously know that the two of you are together." Brittany says slowly, carefully gauging the girls reaction. Remy glances at Spencer out of the corner of her eye and Spencer just nods slowly, keeping her gaze on Brittany. "It's also come to our attention that you don't want to be out about your relationship." Brittany says carefully, looking at Spencer.

Spencer nods her head again and sighs, her eyes moving to the table. "I just don't want my parents knowing." She admits. "I wouldn't care if people at school knew, but this town is so small and I'm afraid it'll get back to my family." She explains. "I'm not ashamed, I just know that my parents won't accept it." She adds, looking back up to meet Santana's eyes, before letting her gaze move over to Brittany.

"I was afraid of my mom knowing as well." Santana speaks up, making the younger blond look back over at her. "But she was completely accepting of it. Way more accepting than I ever thought." She explains gently. "You're probably freaking out over nothing. Give your parents the benefit of the doubt." She says with a small shrug. "I freaked myself out over nothing. I could have come out years before I did, and would have had support. I wouldn't have struggled as much as I did." She regretfully.

Spencer shakes her head and looks back down. "They don't like gay people," She says softly. "They don't even like me coming over here because, because I don't even know why, but they know you guys are gay and they don't like me being here." She says honestly. "It's like they think it's contagious or something." She says with a wince. She never wanted to tell Santana and Brittany that her parents don't approve of her coming over, but she needed them to understand how homophobic they actually are.

Brittany and Santana glance over at each other and then look back at Remy who has her head down, staring in thought at the table.

"They'll hate me if I tell them." Spencer says quietly, moving her eyes back down to the table as well.

Remy lets her hand slide off the table and drop down onto her lap before sliding over into Spencer's lap, grabbing her hand and interlacing their fingers.

Brittany and Santana look over at each other helplessly, not knowing what to say. They knew homophobic people still existed, even though it's not near as bad as it used to be. But they had no idea that Spencer's family was so homophobic. They love Spencer like their own daughter and it hurts them to know she has to hide herself, and listen to them speak poorly of gay people all the time. It also hurts, because they know it's hurting Remy as well.

"I know you don't want to upset your parents," Brittany says, breaking the short silence. "But you can't continue to live like this, to continue hiding yourself and hiding your relationship with Remy." She tells her honestly.

Spencer nods her head slightly, but she doesn't look up or respond.

Brittany lets out a sigh and rests one of her arms on the table and sets her chin in her hand. "My parents were homophobic as well." She admits, making Spencer look up at her. "I didn't know they were until I told them about me and Santana." She says, frowning at the memory.

Santana's hand slides around Brittany's back, resting on the top of the chair and she caresses the top of Brittany's back soothingly. "We were so worked up about my mom and my fears," Santana starts, "We hadn't even thought of the possibility that Brittany's parents would be the ones to not accept it." She says sadly. That'd definitely been a shock when it happened.

Brittany is so carefree and she had no worries about coming out. She would have told her parents years before they actually did, if Santana would have let her. It'd just been an assumed thing that everything would be okay with her family, and they spent all of their time figuring out how to tell Santana's mom. However it turned out the opposite.

"But you're close to your parents now." Spencer says confused. She'd met them on numerous occasions because they come over all the time and she's even gone over to their house a few times.

Brittany nods and smiles a little, "They're okay now." She assures her. "They just needed a bit of time." She says with a small shrug. "So, I think your parents could be okay as well, with time." She says hopefully.

But Spencer shakes her head. "I don't think so." She says sadly. "My mom even boycotted Covergirl because Ellen is a spokesperson." She says, making both Santana and Brittany's eyes widen.

"Well, we're not going to tell your parents." Santana assures her, giving the girl a comforting smile. "But I agree with Brittany, I think you should tell them soon." She suggests. "You can't be happy living like this," She says knowingly. She worked so hard to hide her and Brittany's relationship when they were younger and she was miserable. She knows that if Spencer really loves Remy, she has to be miserable as well. "Having to date boys, and act like Remy is just your best friend. It's hard." She says, already knowing the way Spencer feels.

Spencer nods solemnly, but she can't bring herself to agree. She is miserable, but she'd be even more miserable if her parents hate her, and kick her out of the house. They're her parents.

"I also don't like that Remy is having to be miserable as well." Santana says a bit firmer than she had been speaking. "I went through what you are going through and I know how difficult it is, we both do." She says, looking over at her wife. "Which is why when we started a family, we vowed to never judge our kids and let them be whoever they want to be no matter what and love them unconditionally." She says and Brittany nods her head along in agreement. "We never wanted our kids to have to go through the same thing we did."

"I'm sorry," Spencer apologizes quietly.

But Remy shakes her head, "Don't apologize." She says firmly. "It's not her fault that her parents are so homophobic." Remy defends, turning back to her moms. "And she isn't making me miserable. Sure, I'd like to be out, but I'd be more miserable without her." She admits honestly.

"You shouldn't have to date boys when you know you are gay Remy," Santana tells her, shaking her head. "She shouldn't ask you to do that."

Spencer stays quiet, but Remy continues shaking her head, "She didn't ask me to." Remy admits, confusing both her parents. "She told me that I didn't have to do that, I'm the one that chose to." She explains. "I just knew that it'd help with the rumors that were already spreading because of how close we are." She says. "Besides, it's not like me and Colby do anything. He's my best friend and he knows that I'm gay. We just tell people we hook up." She admits.

This surprises both Brittany and Santana. For one they'd just assumed that Spencer had talked Remy into having a boyfriend, but now they realize it was Remy's choice. They're also surprised to hear that Colby is actually just Remy's best friend and doesn't try and sleep with her. Maybe they actually should take the time to get to know him.

"What happened when you told your parents?" Spencer asks timidly, moving her eyes up to look at Brittany.

Brittany sighs and looks down at the table. She hates reliving the memories of her parents not accepting them. They've changed so much and they have come such a long way. They love both her and Santana so much and they completely accept them now. It's hard to think about the time in her life where they didn't feel that way. But she knows telling her story could help Spencer.

"How about we move to the living room." Santana suggests, knowing it's going to be a long conversation and these kitchen chairs aren't really that comfortable. The rest of the girls nod and they all get up and walk into the kitchen as Brittany prepares to tell the story of when she came out to her parents.

A/N: sorry I had to stop there, but it was getting long and probably would have taken me a lot longer to update! But I promise I won't wait too long before updating. I've been pretty good the last couple of weeks with all of my stories! (:

Let me know what you guys are thinking. I realize this chapter didn't have any flashbacks so I'm sorry if that bothered you! Let me know if it did and I'll be sure and never do that again! But I promise next chapter will have lots of Brittana flashbacks! (:

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