This idea struck to me while in the shower, yeah strange. But anyway, I thought it would be interesting to see Brittany as a swimmer, and with the games In mere days, why not? Looking at about 5 chapters. Well Read, Enjoy & Review.

Chapter 1: Preparations and Opportunities

One week before the games:

Brittany's POV

'More harder strokes, that's it.' I hear my coach, Sam Evans, yelling at me through the water. He shouldn't be so hard on me. My qualifying time for the games was the fastest.

I am the favourite to take out 100m butterfly. Like I need more pressure put on me. It's my first games and at 20, I'm the youngest in the relay team.

I touch the wall with my palm and slowly surface to faces of my coaching team.

Sam has been my friend since high school, me saving him from the people who made fun of his big mouth. Only recently he became my coach. We decided, or rather he did because he's a bit bossy, that he could take over from my dad's friend, who was set to retire in a year. He's also an excellent negotiator, landing Nike as my major sponsor.

Quinn Fabray, my fitness coach and close friend. I persuaded her to join my coaching team after I saw the work she did with a famous tennis player. And thanks to her, I've managed to build strong muscles in my arms from the early morning runs and gruelling weight lifting sessions.

For a while I suspected something was going on between Quinn and Sam, with the late night walks and giving each other looks.

Anyone with eyes can see that.

However, they have both stated that their loyalties remain to me, and making me the best swimmer.

They aren't fooling anyone.

Glancing up at the LCD screen, I'm relieved to find my time hasn't slipped.

Quinn gives me a reassuring smile as Sam paces the poolside.

As soon as I get out, he turns to me and says 'do another 100m.'

Santana's POV

The studio is abuzz with the countdown to primetime news. No matter how many times I go through it, it never gets easier.

I'm the fill in sports reporter for CNN. Apparently the previous one came down with a case of mad cow disease.

I do miss reporting from the streets, something I've been doing for 3 years now since I was 19. But the weather I do not miss, set to not cool down tonight.

At least the Studio had air conditioning.

The camera light flashes, as I sip on my water and wait for my entrance.

I zone out a little in between and didn't realise I was on. I recompose and start out my spiel.

'And that's a wrap.'

The head of CNN, Will Schuester, was standing in the studio, motioning for me to come over.

I cautiously walk over. I've heard stories of him. One time he fired 10 people on the spot.

'Santana, I think you're doing an excellent job. We would like you to be part of the team that reports from the London games, specifically poolside.

I'm taken aback by what he said.

I replay the words in my head, then realise he's waiting for a reply.

I nod. 'Ok.'

'Good, Puck will tell you the details.' With that he adjusts his tie and walks out.

Noah 'Puck' Puckerman was Will's assistant, and apparently the head reporter for the games.

I walk to his office promptly.

Brittany's POV

The salad was bland to say the least. My dad never knew how to cook. My family are throwing me a 'good luck' dinner on the last night in New York. I fly out tomorrow and away from the growing pressure.

I smile nonetheless and compliment him. My body is so stiff from practice today. Sam really pushed me, proclaiming that the body can never have too much practice.

Quinn didn't agree. Glad to know she is always on my side.

My cat, Lord Tubbington, rubbed against my leg affectionately. I'm going to miss him so much. He'll be watching me on TV to cheer me on.

My mum toasted to my impending success, giving me the trademark Pierce smile. When I told her I qualified for the games, she cried for an hour. Apparently this will be the longest I'll be away from my family.

When I added that I was favourite to take out 100m butterfly, she changed and gave me the biggest hug, while still drying.

My dad was different. All he did was ask questions like 'Is the games village safe?' and 'What will happen if you don't win gold?'

My family have a strange way of showing their support, but I love them.

I shake my head as I see now my mum is tearing up.

'Don't worry mum, I'll Skype you every day.'

She choked back a sob and smiled.

That night, I dreamed of standing on the podium with the flag behind me and the gold medal being draped around my neck.

The next day, I meet up with Sam and Quinn at 7am, and board the plane to London.

Santana's POV

The clock ticks over to 7:01pm, as I pass people streaming in and out of rooms. I stick to the wall as cameras wheel from the studio to the storage room.

I round the corner and come face to face with a gold plate on a door saying Noah Puckerman, Head Assistant.

I breathe out and knock.

A faint voice is heard.

I turn the handle and my jaw drops.

The office is big and his desk is on the other side, lined with plants and sculptures.

Anyone would think they had just stepped into the CEO's office.

I walk over to him and sit on the red plush chair. He looks up from what looks like paperwork. He doesn't say anything.

'Santana Lopez. Will Schuester said you would know the details of reporting at the London games.'

He nods. 'Ah yes, the fill in sports reporter. You're very impressive.'

I smile shyly. 'Thanks.'

He ruffles through some papers and produces a folder. 'This is everything you need to know. We fly out tomorrow at 11am. Any questions?'

'Yes, where are we staying there?'

'It's in the folder, but anyway, the network reserved a section at the games village. Separate from the athletes dorm of course.'

'Is it safe?' I ask cautiously.

'Security is tight. Should be fine.'

I nod and take the folder, shaking his hand.

I exit promptly and skim through the folder as I make my way to the car park.

After a mediocre microwave dinner, I go through the folder, taking in all the information. I jingle the VIP pass in my hand, grinning as I realise I'll be up and close with the best swimmers in the world.

There was one name in the folder that caught my attention. Brittany S. Pierce. She was ear tagged as one of the favourites from USA to medal.

I guess I'll be interviewing her at some point.

My sister rang at 9pm. I couldn't hold back my excitement when I told her I was going to be reporting from the games.

I also promised to ring her every day while I am there. Even though she is 4 years older than me, we are like twin sisters, close.

I got 8 hours sleep that night.

The next day, I go to the studio at 8am and the reporting team, take 2 limousines to the airport.

I sit in my plane seat, fidgeting like crazy, but excited for things to come.