"I promise she wont act like this all night." Santana struggled to keep an almost two year old Birdie in her arms as she squirmed and cried. 

"Daddy!" Birdie screamed, sniffing loudly and sobbing. "No!" 

"Just go out, please, just for once." Santana almost begged him. "You need to get out, you haven't seen anyone since before this little one was born." She readjusted Birdie on her side. 

Blaine sighed. "O-Okay. Just please call me if anything happens, and I'll be home as soon as I can. Thanks again for watching her." He leaned in and kissed Birdie's head. 

"I love you." He smiled sadly at her as she cried loudly and pulled against Santana's grip. 

"Wu-Wub you too Daddy." She sobbed, reaching out for him. "Don-Don't weave Da-Da-Daddy!" 

"Daddy will be back soon. I promise." He wanted to cry. He'd never left her before, maybe with his parents while he went to the grocery store, but even that was rare. He couldn't even think of a time off the top of his head when he'd left his baby girl at home when he went anywhere for more than an hour maybe two. 

Santana motioned for the door. "Leave. She's not gonna stop while you're still here." He sighed, knowing she was right. 

Santana put Birdie down as soon as the door was locked. She ran over to the window watching as her daddy pulled out of the driveway in his car. 

"D-Daddy Nuh-No! Don't leave Buh-B-Birdieee!" She sobbed, her hands pounding against the windows. She cried until she finally sat down on the couch, her sobs reduced to little sniffles. 

"Are you done now girlie?" Santana knelt down infront of the couch and asked gently. 

Birdie sniffed loudly and nodded a little, her thumb slowly traveling to her mouth, her other hand reaching out of Santana to hold her. In which she complied, picking up the little girl and getting her a tissue to blow her now running nose with. Santana circled the room a few times with Birdie on her hip, singing random tunes quietly to her. She looked down to find the little girl asleep. 

"You tired yourself out crying, huh?" She chuckled, still walking around the room and slightly bouncing the little girl. "You know, your daddy really needs to get out there. I mean, he loves you girlie, more than anything but he needs someone for him. Someone for him to love. But he doesn't wanna do that because he loves you too much and worries about you too much to let anyone in his life. And it's been like that for almost two years." 

She sighed, thinking back on all of the times that she'd practically begged Blaine to just to go out and meet someone, if not a boyfriend just someone to talk to. There's only so many conversations you can have with a baby. 

She sat down on the couch with the little girl still hanging on her asleep, hoping Blaine would at least try to have a good time tonight.