Okay. Okay, god. I don't know where this came from. And I'm still halfway through the 3rd chapter of ODIYL. Remember that story? I sorta do. But I'm just gonna put this out here, see what ya'll think. Many thanks to RENTheadRush for putting up with me (on here and Tumblr).

This borrows heavily off the headcanon that Sugar is actually Brittana's daughter, sent back through time. But hey. *shrugs*

2031: Lima, Ohio

"Brit, how far are you gonna send me back?"

"Like all of ten minutes." Brittany shot a glance at Santana, before turning back to the control panel. "Trust me."

"I do trust you, but remember what happened last time?" Santana shuddered. She'd almost ended up in the early 1200's, luckily a quick thinking Sugar had pulled her out of the machine before Brittany could activate the time warp. It was too much of a close call, and Santana didn't really want to do that again.

"Look, you can even check it over." Brittany stepped back. "Year's set for 2031, 30th November - which is today -, time is 8:34am. Exactly nine minutes ago."

"Come on, mami." Sugar rolled her eyes. "Like, you got nothing to worry about here. It's all good." She flashed two thumbs up and Santana sighed.

"Yeah, thanks." She shuffled her feet reluctantly. "Why can't you go, Britt?"

"Because I need to operate the machine. Duh."

2009: Stella's apartment, Fitzroy

Stella unhappily opened her eyes, aware that the sun was indeed pouring through the windows of the loft, because she'd forgotten to close the blinds. Again. She was also aware of an arm around her waist and breasts pressing into her back - not that that was a bad thing. The thing was, she couldn't remember exactly who they belonged to, and she was pretty sure that they didn't have clothes on. Lifting up the covers, that was confirmed.

Fuck.

2031: Lima, Ohio

"Fine, fine."

Brittany squealed in delight and immediately engulfed her wife in a hug, kissing her soundly on the lips. Sugar, shaking her head at the PDA, quietly began to leave.

"Sugar? You best nots be goin' nowhere," Santana began, ghetto accent in full force, "cause if yo mom messes up, you is gonna be pullin' me outta here!"

"Mami. Drop the accent. You grew up in Lima Heights Adjacent, not the Heights."

Brittany nodded.

"Yeah, well, it worked on Quinn. And Rachel." Santana was ignored.
"And second, everything's good to go. So long as Mom don't mess nothin' up, then you're home safe." Sugar began the climb out of the basement. "See ya in ten."

Santana grumbled, scuffing her feet against the concrete floor.

"San, come on." Brittany kissed her wife again, then pushed her into the time machine. "It'll be okay."

2009: Stella's apartment, Fitzroy

"Come on." Stella tapped her foot impatiently, leaning against the counter in the open kitchen, phone pressed to her ear.

"Stel?" The groggy answer was heard.

"Shan! Thank fuck." Stella lowered her voice. "I need your help."

"Why?" Shannon sat up in her bed, worry etched across her face, phone clenched tightly to her head. "What's wrong?"

"So I brought this girl home last night..." Stella's voice trailed off.

"The fuck, Stel? Why are you calling me then?"

"Because, Shan, I can't get her to leave. She's in the shower now, but she'll be out in like a minute and she's really fucking clingy."

Shannon growled. "That's your own fault! You really know how to pick them."

Stella shook her head. "Yeah, yeah, can you help me out?"

"I'll be around soon. You owe me." With that, the line was disconnected, and Stella was left alone.

2031: Lima, Ohio

"And I just press this... you good, San?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." Santana was in fact, not ready. She didn't really want to end up in the 1200's, or even worse, pre-historic ages. She shuddered, thinking about stepping out of the capsule and coming face-to-face with a dinosaur.

"Don't be scared." Brittany set the timer. "Ten seconds. And go." She tapped a button and ran out of the room, up the stairs. Santana closed her eyes, waiting for the forces to work against each other.

2009: Stella's apartment, Fitzroy

"Look, I can't even remember your name. So could you just, like, leave?"

The blonde pouted. "I told you before, it's Tanya. And no. I like you. I like you a lot." She sidled closer to Stella.

"Get away from me. There's this thing called a 'one night stand'. Okay. We have sex, then you leave the next morning. Yeah?"

"Fine." The blonde pouted. "At least give me your number."

"Uh, no." A knock sounded from the apartment door.

"STELLA! IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR WITHIN THE NEXT FIVE SECONDS I'M GONNA KICK IT IN!"

"Shan! Chill!" Stella crossed the apartment and wrenched the door open, allowing Shannon to enter. The tall brunette folded her arms and stared pointedly at Tanya.

"And who the fuck are you?" Before the blonde could reply, Shannon continued. "You know what? I don't care. Get. The. Hell. Out." She stood at her full height, eyes blazing, and smirked as the girl cringed. "Now."

2031: Lima, Ohio

"Let's do the time warp againnnn" Santana mumbled as the machine beeped, steadying herself. Outside, a mouse ran over the control panel, messing up the settings something awful. Santana didn't notice.

2009: Stella's apartment, Fitzroy

"Thanks, Shan. I do owe you one."

"How about breakfast?" Shannon leant against the back of the couch, smirk in place.

"You know how awful my cooking is, so no. But there's a nice cafe-" Stella's eyes rolled back into her head, and she collapsed.

2031: Lima, Ohio

Santana screamed, as she felt herself being ripped apart and put back together. Landing with a thump, she let go of her body, and passed out.

2009: Stella's apartment, Fitzroy

"Stel? Stel!"

The young Senior Constable opened her eyes and shrieked as Shannon hovered over her.

"The fuck! Who the fuck are you!"

"Stel, it's me! It's Shannon! Your best friend!"

Stella crawled away, fear shining upon her face. "Where's Brittany? Sugar? Where the hell am I?"

"Stel?"

"Don't call me that! It's not my name!" 'Stella' huddled against the wall.

"This isn't funny." Shannon crossed her arms. "What's your name, then?"

"Santana. Santana Pierce-Lopez. I'm 38, I'm married to Brittany and we have a daughter named Sugar and where the hell am I what the fuck-"

"Santana!" Shannon cut through her babbling. "Calm down. Tell me what's going on."

"My wife convinced me to test the time machine she built. So I did. I guess the settings got messed up." She looked at Shannon. "Where am I?"

"Oh god." Shannon hesitantly sat down next to 'Stella'. "If this is real, then..." She sighed. "We're in the apartment of Stella Dagostino. My best friend."

'Stella' nodded. "And? What day is it? What year?"

"It's November 30th. 2009."