Hey guys, this is my first Glee fanfiction that I've actually put up, so thanks for reading this. First of all, let me give you a few notes about the story. This came about after reading some spoilers about the upcoming episode "Special Education" and seeing the previews for the episode. I will be including the spoilers into this story, and a rumour or two I've heard, along with what I want to happen in the episode. Basically the loss of Brittana moments in the recent episodes has made me sad so I am skewing my predictions for this episode in Brittana's favour (not that it will actually happen, but hey a girl can dream, right?). The main players in this will be Santana and Rachel, but separately because I'm not much of a Pezberry fan. Last note: I'm hoping to get all of this out before Tuesday's episode airs, so stay tuned!

Things were not alright in Santana Lopez's mind. Besides the fact that even a smurf like Rachel Berry thought that she was a loser for not having a boyfriend, she had an even bigger problem. The fact was that even though she thought of herself as the perfect embodiment of callousness, to her horror, she now felt herself have feelings other than superiority and disdain. She could hardly believe it herself but she was now feeling guilt and pity. For one Rachel Berry. It might have been the way that Finn couldn't even man up and admit to his girlfriend about how he wasn't exactly a virgin, or maybe it was the way that Berry had smiled lovingly up at Finn during Carol's vows at the wedding, completely oblivious to the fact that Finn would rather be comfortable than be honest with her. Whatever it was, it made Santana tense and incredibly uncomfortable, because if there was one person she would rather not think about more than necessary, it was Manhands. So this guilt and pity that broiled in her stomach was what made Santana go up to Rachel after Glee club (once everyone else left so no one could see her do it) and tell her what she did.

"Buckle up, Old Spice, because I have some bad news for you."

Rachel looked so shocked at the fact that Santana was talking to her one-on-one that she didn't even twitch at the new name she'd given her. She recovered quickly, however and replied in her particularly annoying way of speaking.

"I would greatly doubt the veracity of any 'bad news' coming from you. Especially if this is to inform me that you and Mercedes plan to overshadow me at sectionals by performing a duet, as I have already informed Mr Schuester that Finn and I will be performing 'Time of my life' from Dirty Dancing." Rachel said, smirking in a self-satisfied way.

Santana rolled her eyes and forced herself to bite back the reel of soul-crushing insults she had ready in her mind. She was trying to be considerate here, for the first time in her life, and Berry wasn't making it easy for her. If she got through this maybe she would be nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize.

"Listen Berry, as much as I want to rip you a new one over your undeserved sense of entitlement, I have something important that you need to know, since your boyfriend refuses to tell you."

Rachel quickly dropped her crossed arms and confrontational look. She paused for a moment and suddenly looked more than a little vulnerable.

"What is it?"

Santana now almost understood Finn's reluctance to tell Rachel the truth; she looked as though any bad news could break her perfect little world to pieces. Trying to put on a sympathetic face, Santana went on, "Remember last year when you were with Jesse and Finn tried to make you jealous with me? He told you nothing happened, right?

Rachel nodded and, once again, felt guilty for having misled the boy into thinking that she had spent the night with the Vocal Adrenaline star. Seeing Rachel's mixed emotions, Santana took a breath and readied herself for the backlash.

" Well he was lying to you, we slept together." She blurted out.

Rachel just stared at her, wide-eyed for a moment. But soon her eyes hardened into a glare.

"You're lying to me. You think I don't know what's going on? You may think that I don't remember, but last week you clearly told me that I was going to pay for not including you in the glee girls with boyfriends group. I keep a detailed account of every threat made to me in my diary in order to be able to handle the situation when said threats come to fruition. You're just jealous because you're the only glee girl without a boyfriend since Mercedes started dating Anthony Rashad." Rachel told her, pointedly.

"Listen, I know said that, but I'm not-"

Rachel cut her off.

"So now that Finn and I are so happy in our relationship and your friends are all paired up, you feel the need to instil doubt in my mind, perhaps in hope of the self-destruction of the relationship, leaving Finn available to date you. But it's not going to work, the bond between Finn and I is too strong, and it won't work with any of the others either, even Brittany isn't entertaining your weird romantic friendship anymore."

This sucked, though she had initially entertained the idea of taking Finn for her own, Santana had genuinely just wanted to let Berry know the truth and now she was being called a loser that couldn't get a boyfriend. But something in particular out of that rant struck her.

"I'm not lying. And what do you know about my friendship with Britt? What do you know about friends, period?" Okay, she wasn't going to get that Peace Prize, but she tried.

"Ever notice that as soon as she started dating Artie she started to act differently around you? In club you rarely sit together anymore and the annoying canoodling you two got up to in the back row has completely stopped. She's moved on from you and now you're left bitter and alone. Sad."

The diva had turned vindictive, obviously trying to hurt Santana, which wouldn't have hurt so much if it wasn't all true.

"Whatever, Berry. I was trying to help you realize that your man's playing you, but obviously when it comes to him you'd rather believe any garbage he throws at you. And anyway if I was just jealous I would have said all this in front of everyone in Glee club, or maybe at the wedding when I was initially going to tell you, since public humiliation is the best form of punishment." Santana said, smiling self-confidently.

Rachel frowned and looked conflicted. She opened her mouth to let loose another stream of speech, but the cheerleader cut her off.

"Think about that the next time Finn tells you that he loves being a virgin with you." She said before sauntering out of the room.

She kept up her strut until she reached her locker. She opened it up and reached to grab a few books before dropping her head in a sigh. More feelings. Gross.

Okay so when Puck got out of juvie they hadn't exactly rushed into each other's arms like in a romance movie. But really neither of them was the romantic type. In fact she had hardly felt a thing when she first saw him again. Except maybe horniness. So she had rushed into his bed again and that's what they were to each other now: sex. Puck wasn't her boyfriend and she wasn't sure that she wanted him to be, either. Though it had really sucked the other day seeing the other girls at their secret meeting, so satisfied and confident with their boyfriends. In particular, it had been hard seeing Brittany. Santana had tolerated Wheels and Brittany's relationships lately because she figured that it would be as short-lived as all of Brittany's relationships tended to be, especially since every single sweater vest Artie wore seemed to come from Mr Schue's reject drawer. She had thought that the blonde was just doing the same thing with Artie that Santana was doing with Puck, using the football player for status and sex. But it seemed like Brittany actually liked this joke of a football player, and if Tina's pissed-off attitude lately was any indication, it was getting serious.

The cheerleader snapped out of her thoughts and shoved the books into her backpack. She closed the locker and made her way to the parking lot to drive home. Of course Brittany wasn't waiting for her anywhere, she thought, bitterly. She had probably gotten a ride with Artie when his father had come to pick him up. The Brittany and Artie thing had changed a lot of things about their friendship. Rachel was right, there was no "canoodling" going on, neither innocent nor otherwise. In fact she and the blonde hadn't done anything physical together since the night that Santana told her that she wasn't in love with her. She had been so sexually frustrated lately that it had been extremely easy to fall back into her regular pattern with Puck, even with him being so disrespectful of her.

The reality of the situation was that she just missed how she and Brittany used to be together all the time. She missed her sweet lady kisses. She missed feeling like someone completely understood who she was.

She slumped into her car and put her bag down on the passenger's seat heavily. She blankly stared ahead of her without making move to turn the ignition.

She didn't have to accept this. Any of this. She didn't have to accept Rachel not believing her and basically calling her a boyfriend-less loser. She didn't have to settle for Puck because he was available and she didn't have to try to steal Finn. She didn't have to put up with Brittany pulling away from her and falling for Wheels. She would change this, she would be able to fix all of this. She just needed a plan.

After letting loose on Santana Rachel had gone home in a huff. She had responded to her parents' greeting upon her return home with little more than a noncommittal grunt. She had stomped up the stair to her room and thrown her books wherever they may land. She dropped onto her bed and buried her head in the pillow and here she was, an hour later, still in the same position. Just thinking. Thinking that Santana had probably been telling the truth.

She sighed and rolled onto her back. It hurt, it really hurt. Everything had been going so perfect with Finn ever since he had told her that he loved her at Regionals. There was just the matter of her insecurity about him wanting to be with a Cheerio instead of her. At the time it had proven to be unwarranted, but now she looked at the situation with new eyes. While she was worrying about a Cheerio seducing Finn she had no idea that it had already happened. Finn had lied to her about Santana and didn't even have the decency to come clean with her, while she had confessed that she hadn't slept with Jesse St. James. Rachel thought Santana must have been telling the truth since she didn't usually put up with Rachel's rants, even when they weren't so very insulting. She winced when she remembered some of the things she had told the cheerleader. If Santana had truly told her all this out of some kind of concern for her well-being, despite her insensitive execution, then Rachel would have to apologize and thank her. After she confronted Finn, that is.

She shook her head. She needed some distraction or else she was going to go crazy or cry for several hours or both. She grabbed her cell phone from her bedside table and dialled a number.

"Hello?"

Rachel smiled at hearing the voice.

"Kurt, hey. It's Rachel."

Ever since they performed their duet together, Rachel had been feeling a type of kinship with the boy. Really, it was surprising that they just recently got close considering they seemed to enjoy all the same things. Although when she had told Kurt this, he had cited her propensity towards wearing sweaters with animals on them and excessive argyle as being a major factor in the delay. And now that the boy had officially been attending Dalton for a week, she felt the need to be there for him to remind him that he was still a part of the New Directions family, even if he chose to join the Warblers. They chatted for a bit about their excitement for Sectionals and the gossip that Kurt has missed since leaving, and of course Kurt talked about Blaine for ages. But then tentatively, he asked the question that he must have been thinking all week.

"Have you seen Karofsky?"

Rachel paused, thinking of the best way to put it all.

"He... he's been kind of laying low. He's been avoiding running into anyone from glee, probably because everyone in the club has been staring him down all week. Even Coach Sylvester, you should have seen how mad she was." Rachel told him.

"Oh." Was all he said in response.

"Do you think... you might come back? It seems like he's going to back down and we could keep you safe."

Kurt sighed.

"I don't think so. I mean I miss you all so much, but Dalton is so much safer for me. I feel like I'm always holding my breath in McKinley and in Dalton I'm finally able to exhale. I can just be myself, you know. I don't trust a guy like Karofsky to ever back down, he has too many issues and lets his emotions control everything. I'm sorry Rach."

Rachel frowned when Kurt was talking about Karofsky's issues, obviously she didn't have the whole story and it didn't seem as though Kurt was willing to share it with her quite yet. She let it go as an idea struck her.

"Kurt, are you busy on Saturday?"

"No, I don't believe so, why?"

"Come over to my place, I'll invite everyone over and we can have a New Directions pre-sectionals get-together. Everyone misses you and we want to let you know that you're still one of us even if you compete against us. It'll be fun." Rachel said, enthusiastically.

Kurt smiled and chuckled slightly.

"I know it must be hard to lose a gem like me. Alright, I accept." He said dramatically.

After a bit more chatting she hung up the phone and was once more left to her thoughts. Excitement swirled in her mind, intermingling with anxiety over Finn and Santana. Hopefully everything would work out for the best. But even as she thought that, she felt as though they were on a run-away train about to smash right into a mess of drama.