"Adelaide! Baby come on, I need to go to the studio!" Brittany called, trying to get her daughter to put on her shoes quicker. Santana was on set until late that night so Britt had a dinner planned with Addie and Mercedes after she finished her paperwork at the studio.
"Mommy. Can I bring Pixie?" She asked, scurrying into the living room with the toy under her arm. "Pixie needs to come! She needs to!" She whined, the three year old didn't go anywhere without her doll.
"Of course." Britt giggled, loving the little girl's antics. "Go get your juice box off the counter and then we can head out!"
"Okay mommy!" She giggled, grabbing pixie and running to the kitchen. She raced back to the front door, proudly holding up her juice to show to Brittany.
"Let's go then!" She took her daughter's hand and opened the front door, planning to walk past Santana's set that she was filming at on their way to her studio.
They walked hand in hand across the busy streets of New York, Brittany making sure that she was holding tightly to Addie's hand to make sure that she was safe.
"Look! It's mama!" Adelaide shrieked, letting go of her mommy's hand and running across the street to where she saw her mama.
"Adelaide Sofia! Come here now!" Brittany screamed as Santana noticed the two of them, her face turning unimaginably pale when she realised what was happening. She sprinted into the road with her daughter but was too late, getting to her side just as the taxi hit into the three year old, eliciting an immense scream.
"Baby. Oh my god. My baby." Santana dropped to her knees and picked up Addie. Her sadness quickly turned to anger when she remembered that Brittany was the one to let go of her hands.
"Don't just stand there. Call a freaking ambulance!" She screamed at her wife, still clinging to their frail baby. "We wouldn't even be here if you knew how to look after our daughter!" She snapped and glared at Brittany.
"Santana I'm sorry." Brittany rushed to speak but her wife completely ignored her, instead, focussing all of her attention on the baby.
"Mama!" She wailed, and Santana felt her heart basically scream in pain for her little girl. She tried her best to calm her down until the ambulance showed up, demanding that she handed Addie over to them and that they hurried to the hospital. Brittany was watching from the side, she had no idea what to say or what to do, it had all happened in no more than a split second. Truthfully, there was no way to stop the accident but that didn't stop the intense guilt that she felt when she watched her three year old get carried into the ambulance.
"Hey, Addie it's okay baby. This mask is going to make you feel better!" Brittany promised the little girl, praying she wouldn't fight with the paramedics as they sorted her out on the way to the hospital.
Santana couldn't breathe, everything hurt her in that moment. Her ears were ringing and her eyes were brimming with tears as she looked at her wife and daughter in the back of the ambulance. She couldn't stop her mind as it raced with thoughts, if she wasn't on the other side of the road then Addie wouldn't have run at her. She could've stopped this whole thing from happening.
When they arrived at the hospital they were rushed straight through, Adelaide's body was assessed by multiple doctors, nurses and surgeons, immediately administering her with painkillers.
"Mrs Lopez?" The Doctor asked and Santana looked up. After two hours of waiting in silence, they finally had news.
"Is she okay?!" Santana gasped, her cheeks were completely tear stained and she just wanted to know about Addie. Brittany was listening in next to them, confused as to why she was called Mrs Lopez, rather than Mrs Lopez-Pierce.
