A/N –
Hey guys so this is my second fic and I thought I would try a Brittana this time...I'm working on the storyline for the fire fighter Santana story if you're all still interested and ill hopefully get it up soon and I apologise if there is any inconsistencies in the story, I've been over it a heaps of times and I think it's ok but it is the longest story I've written so far so there could be some small mistakes.
So anyway...I hope you like this one it's just some harmless fun about Santana looking after Quinn and Rachel's cat while they're away with some Brittana. Enjoy!
"No"
"Please...it's just for a week"
"NO!"
"San please...you don't even have to do anything ...just feed her"
"N...O ...Q"
"Why not...please I'll do anything "Quinn Fabray sighed and gave her best friend, Santana Lopez, a pleading look.
"Because Fabray I don't like animals...simple" shrugged Santana as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Please it's just this one time I promise...Rachel has finally got a break from her show and I want to take her away for a week" Whined Quinn giving Santana a puppy dog look.
"Those eyes might work on Berry...when you want some lady lovin or to stop her when she's screeching her bird calls with her massive beak when you've pissed her off Q ...but not on me"
"You're a bitch Santana...and leave Rachel alone stop slagging off my girlfriend' Quinn threw the Latina a murderous look before sighing"Please just this one time, me and Rachel haven't had any alone time together for ages"
"Welcome to my world" muttered Santana
"Please San I'll pay you"
"I don't want your money Fabray...why can't someone else do it like Tina or Kurt they both have maternal instincts or Mercedes"
"They're all busy believe me I tried to get them to take her but they all had things on that they couldn't get out of...which I thought was funny cause I thought Mercedes would take her , they got a long so well last time Mercedes had her.." Quinn said with a thoughtful look
"Why don't you just put her in a kennel then?" said Santana, there was no way she was looking after a cat no way, no how.
"Well...first kennels are for dogs and she's a cat"
"Yeah thanks for pointing that out Q I didn't get in to law school for nothing"
Quinn scowled but carried on" I don't want to put her in to a boarding house 'cause she's old and fragile and the other cats might be mean to her. Please San name your price "whined Quinn who had a pitiful look on her face.
"Q I don't want your money" sighed Santana she was becoming bored of this argument
"Emm ok ...how about I set you up with a friend...since I know you've been out of action for a while" said Quinn with smile
"Geez Q thanks for reminding me "grumbled Santana "and the last person you set me up with was a psycho...so no"
"No I promise this one's normal...she's just moved here. I met her when I was at Yale, she worked in the same coffee house I worked at...please she's really nice" begged Quinn hands clasped out in front of her.
"FINE...ugh whatever ...But if the cat dies it not my fault" Santana sighed sick of Quinn whining.
Quinn squealed and bounced over to the Latina and hugged her while chanting "thank you...thank you"
"She better is smoking hot Q" grinned Santana
"Don't worry I think you'll defiantly like her" smiled Quinn.
So Santana found herself at Quinn's and Rachel's apartment a few days later with Barbara, the cat, in her cat box at her feet. Quinn came out with her hands full of bags and dropped them at Santana's feet.
"Seriously how much does one cat need?" said Santana as she raised an eyebrow at Quinn who smiled sheepishly and shrugged.
"Right I think that's everything oh...and here's her litter tray "Quinn said pointing to a red tray that was covered in gold stars" you'll just have to change it every 2-3 days "
"Litter tray? That thing is not shitting in my house Fabray!"Hissed Santana "why can't it do it outside?"
"Santana that thing is a cat and she has a name. Barbara is a house cat...meaning she doesn't go outside." The voice of Rachel berry floated through the open door moments before she joined Quinn on the porch.
"Ahhh hobbit long time no sees...how's the shire doing...look I don't know how it works in middle earth but here on human earth animals shit outside in the bushes and stuff." Grinned Santana.
"Charming as usual Santana ...how I have missed you not" said Rachel as she level with Quinn and grabbed her girlfriends hand "baby are you sure Barbara is going to be safe with her who knows what she'll feed her or make her ingest...probably tequila"
Quinn sighed Rachel had a point. Santana had failed the family health project in high school, where they had to look after a fake baby, by accidently running over said fake baby with her car when it had fallen out of her backpack and she had shown no remorse when the teacher asked why she would carry her baby in her backpack and responded saying that it was convenient and quick, but Quinn was desperate she hadn't had any Rachel lady lovin in ages.
"Rach I'm sure Barbara will be fine Santana's not that incompetent" Quinn said and gave Rachel what she hoped was a reassuring smile.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that" muttered Rachel
"What was that man hands" growled Santana
"Santana! Please enough with the names. Rachel ...Barbara will be fine with Santana cause if something does happen to her then she won't be getting her mack on...she has to look after one pussy to get another" Quinn said with a grin.
"If I wasn't so desperate for some action I would totally kick your pussy Q and not the one in the box" sneered Santana.
There was little said after that as Quinn helped Santana load her car with Barbara's stuff. While Rachel stood on the porch and prayed that the cat would still be alive when they returned.
"Well Q hope you and the midget have a good time making lady babies and remember use protection you don't know what diseases these middle earth creatures have...love ya and be safe!" Santana said out of her driver's window and took off out of the Faberry drive laughing her head off while Quinn shouted threats to her fading car.
Two days later Santana was not laughing...not laughing at all. That cat had single handily destroyed her good curtains and had started on the side of the couch with its claws .It then it decided to shit in her laundry room right on the freshly washed white towels.
"She's litter trained my ass" grumbled Santana as she deposited the ruined towels in the bin while trying not to gag." Urgh stupid fucking cat I fucking hate you ...I'ma kill Q when I see her and I'll kill the hobbit to just for the fun of it ...at least then I'll get some sort of rare creature hunting award"
Barbara had sat a stared at Santana the whole time adding the occasional meow when she felt she needed to.
"Cat don't test me ...I'ma bout to check to see how many lives you got left...hopefully it's one" snarled Santana as she gave the cat a light kick with her foot to push her away so she didn't trip over her.
The next day, however Santana changed her attitude towards Barbara when the cat came walking sluggishly in to the room and collapsed on to her feet.
"Cat...cat...CAT! Get your furry ass off my shoes" snapped Santana as she wriggled her feet trying to get the cat off.
"Meowwww"wailed Barbara looking up at Santana pleadingly
"Ugh what? Do you want food? Milk? Wait dwarf said something about milk...emm god what was she squawking about again? "Santana muttered racking her brain"Oh yeah don't give cat's milk their like allergic or something. Well how abouts some H2O then?"
"Meowwww" came the tortured wail and dazed look as Barbara gazed up at Santana and it took Santana a few moments to realise what was wrong with her.
"Oh shit she's dying fuck I knew this was gonna happen...now I'll never get some lady loving...fuck I knew I should have never kick you..But it wasn't a kick really it was more of a tap to get out of my way...but I've probably burst your organs or given you internal bleeding" said Santana as she shot up in to a standing position panicking wondering if it was appropriate to give CPR to a cat if it passed out...well they did it in doctor Doolittle except that was a rat...cat...rat same difference both ended in at.
Santana's panicking thoughts were cut short when her phone began to ring.
"What!" she snapped in to the phone trying to control her ragged breaths.
"Santana that is no way to answer your phone "reprimanded a voice from the other end.
"Jesus fuck hobbit...now is not the time...call me back later" Santana was about to hang up when her phone started to squawk horribly.
"What the fucking fuck berry...what do you want?" shouted Santana over the noise on the other end.
"I want to speak to Barbara"
"The cat ...uh you can't sorry she's sleeping" Santana stuttered in to the phone. However Barbara chose this time to let out a loud and whiney meow.
"No she's not Santana I can hear her...is she ok she sounds weird put her on"
"Put her on what? The phone?"
"Yes the phone tell her mommy wants to speak to her"
"Will I fuck berry it's a cat they don't speak troll... Urgh hang on" Santana pulled the phone away from her ear...Shit she was not putting the cat on the phone cause then Rachel would defiantly know that Santana was killing her cat...fuck she had to do something.
She ran through to the other room away from the whiney dying cat. There was only one thing she could do without alerting Rachel to her dying cat.
"Berry here she is..."Santana sighed hoping that this would work.
"Babs...its mommy how are you sweetie...?"
"Meow..."Santana squeaked in to the receiver.
"Aww good girl I hope the nasty evil Santana is looking after you"
"Meow" growled Santana trying not to lose her cool she wasn't gonna let the hobbit bad mouth her to a fucking cat.
"Babs you ok...you sounded weird there"
*shit* Santana thought before clearing her throat and giving another high pitched meow in to the phone.
"Right ...put Santana back on honey"
*she is out of her fucking mind...this proves that she should be locked away in a mental institution and far away from humanity as possible * thought Santana as she stared at the phone with wide eyes in disbelief before shaking her head.
"Right see berry she's fine...I uh gotta go now bye" and with that Santana disconnected and quickly dialled another number not giving Rachel a chance to phone back.
"H to E to the double L ...O...you got Mercedes."
"wheezy...I need your help"
"Well hello to you to Satan"
"Listen Aretha cut the chit chat...I'm in no mood to talk...look I'm looking after Quinn and Rachel's cat and I think it's dying...what do I do?"
"Put it in a bin...or burn it...or bury it, that cat is evil...EEEEVILLLL!"
"At least someone thinks the same" muttered Santana rubbing her forehead
"Is it dead yet?"
"No"
"Shame...well I would take it to the vet then."
"The vet?"
"Yeah the vet...you know like a doctor but for animals"
"I know what a fucking vet is Wheezy"
"Cool just checking...yeah just take her to the vet and don't tell Rachel or Quinn and you'll be fine"
"Right ...good idea thanks wheezy"
"Oh and Satan if the cat is beyond repair just let the vet put it out of its misery and make us all happy...why do you think everyone was too busy to look after it? I had everyone warned after I looked after it "
"And you didn't think to warn me?"
"Well I thought that they would be more likely to trust a complete stranger with it before you...I mean we all know what happened to your baby project in high school...death by car or was it suffocation from keeping her in your bag?"
"HA fucking HA very fucking funny Wheezy well I ended up with the cat and now it's dying ugh I gotta go call the vet then"
"Keep me posted about the cat ...I might have to go out and celebrate if it dies ...you know in memory of my couch and pillows"
Santana chuckled "will do wheezy cya"
The next call Santana made was to the local vets to book in the cat and because Santana said that the cat was dying they got an appointment straight away.
Santana sat in the strange smelling waiting room surrounded by horribly smelling and drooling creatures and their pets.
"Barbara Berry-Fabray" said a man who looked like a mouse in human form with a white coat.
Santana got up and took Barbara in her cat box and headed towards the man "That's us"
The mouse man looked up Santana up and down "You're not Miss Berry or Miss Fabray" he sniffed
"Clearly ...I'm looking after their cat while they're on holiday" said Santana eyeing the mouse man strangely he was giving her a weird vibe.
"Very well then please follow me" said the mouse man "I'm Doctor Crawford"
Santana nodded as she lifted the box on to the exam table "I don't think she's feeling too good she's not eating or drinking"
Dr Crawford nodded and opened the box to let the cat out. Santana was about to tell him about the little tap/football kick she gave the cat when the vet picked up the cat and sniffed her.
"Emm...yeah she uh..." Santana started but was left at a loss for words when the vet's tongue shot out to lick the cat's head.
"What are you doing?" said Santana with wide eyes Quinn would kill her if she let her cat be felt up and licked by some weirdo, But the receptionist had said that this was the cats normal vet and Quinn never said anything about the vet being a nut job...but then again she didn't know that Quinn had a cat until recently. "Shouldn't you be like feeling its stomach or taking its temperature or something?" Sure she was no vet but Santana was pretty sure that you weren't meant to lick the cats or sniff them
"You need to leave "Dr Crawford said seriously as he stared straight in to Barbara's eyes.
"Yeah that's not happening...you need to make sure that my friends cat is going to live or I will ends you!"
"Look that is my intention but first I need to be at one with the cat so I can feel her distress and I can't do that with others in the room so please ill come and get you when I'm done." Dr Crawford said and gestured towards the door.
"Fine "muttered Santana as she about turn and marched towards the door to the waiting room.
Santana threw herself in to a waiting room chair and waited. After what felt like hours but was only 10 minutes she started to get restless and started to read all the posters about worms and fleas and all the different diseases that dogs and cats could get. When she was half way through a paragraph about how flea's laid their eggs and making a mental note to de flea here house after having that cat in her house she heard the most beautiful sound of melodious laughter and snapped her head to its owner and her jaw hut the floor.
Stood next to the crabby old receptionist was the most beautiful blonde Santana had ever laid eyes on. She was tall and lean and hair glistened in the lights of the waiting room. When the blonde turned her was Santana's breath caught and she was pinned to her seat buy the brightest pair of blue eyes she had ever seen. She sent a small smile Santana's way before she made her way over.
"Hi are you ok? You seem kinda lost in your thoughts" said the angel
"Huh...uh good ...I'm uh good thanks" Spluttered Santana and the angel giggled another melody.
"Are you wait for your pet?"
"Yes ...well no...Kinda...it's not my cat but I'm looking after it for a friend and I think it's dying"
"Oh no that's so sad who's seeing to it?" the angel actually look sad and Santana thought that a face that beautiful should never frown or be upset.
"Um Dr Crawford? I think" Santana said as she scrunched up her face in thought.
The blonde angel giggled again and Santana felt proud to make that frown disappear from her face "Dr Crawford is the best around...his methods are slightly eccentric but they work"
"Eccentric?...he actually sniffed and licked my friends cat that's kinda beyond eccentric don't you think" Santana said making the angel next to her laugh and again Santana was left breathless by the beauty in front of her.
*ask her out go on you no want to * she thought to herself
*please she way out of your league probably has a boyfriend*
*meh you won't know until you find out and it could just be as friends*
*HA please you couldn't just go out with someone as gorgeous as that without wanting to bang her*
At the last thought of her inner argument Santana shook her head and tried to pay attention to what the angel was saying and not on her chest or verrryy shapely legs.
"...And that's why he's so good at what he does"
"Well I'll take your word for it since you're the professional" smiled Santana looking in to the blonde's eyes and seeing that was a playfulness in them that told Santana that she knew that she wasn't listening to a word she had said.
Santana was just working up the courage to ask the blonde angel out for coffee when the stupid receptionist called over "Dr Pierce we have an emergency appointment coming in 5minutes would you be able to cover that appointment?"
"Yeah that's no problem Joyce ill go and prep the exam room" said Dr Pierce and she got up and smiled down at Santana.
"Well it was nice talking to you and I hope your friend's cat gets better and doesn't die"
"You too and thanks I hope so too" Santana smiled softly as she watched Dr Pierce ...the blonde angel disappear through another door at the back of the waiting room. So she was an Angel that saved animals...that was so hot.
For the next 10 minutes Santana sat and glared at the receptionist for destroying any chances with the blonde angel that she had. She sighed when Dr Crawford popped back out in to the waiting room and motioned for her to comeback in to the exam room.
Santana let out a breath that she didn't know that she was holding in. The cat wasn't gonna die thank fuck. It was just dehydrated from all the shitting it had been doing around her house and Dr Crawford explained how cats didn't like change and that was her acting out.
After receiving the good news that Quinn wouldn't kill her and Rachel wouldn't be squealing in her ear like a pig on slaughter day Santana head towards the reception desk to pay but then remembered that the receptionist had totally cock blocked her and she had lost any chance at creating heaven with the angel that was Dr Pierce so she just stormed past the desk tell the receptionist to send her the bill and sent a quick text to Mercedes saying "It fucking lived"
The next few days pasted with Santana thinking of ways to get back to the vets to see her blonde angel she couldn't just walk in without an animal that would be weird. There had been thoughts of intentionally hurting the cat but there were laws against that and organisations that would be up her arse that she didn't need. She still hadn't thought of anything when she was sat outside Quinn and Rachel's apartment with the cat waiting for them to come home.
She heaved a big sigh of relief when she seen Quinn's car pull up the drive. She got up and made her way towards the car when it had come to a stop.
"Hey san how did you get on? Was she ok?" asked Quinn who pulled Santana in to a hug while Rachel race over to the cat box to make sure there was no lasting damage done too her cat.
"yeah she was fine when she got settled in" Santana didn't have the heart to say that the vitamins and tablets the doctor gave Santana to give to the cat had knocked the cat out for the remainder of its stay and all it did was eat and sleep but that was fine with Santana.
"That's good to hear...and here the number of my friend her names Brittany I've set you up on a date tomorrow at 8 I hope that's ok? It was her only free day since she's still moving in her stuff and taking on more shifts at work to learn the ropes, I've written down all the info of the piece of paper " Quinn said waving a piece of paper in Santana's face.
"Yeah Q that's fine I'll be there...she better still be hot"
Quinn giggled and shook her head "well I'll let you go and we can meet up after your date for brunch and you can share the details"
The next day rolled around far too quickly for Santana's liken. She had been excited at the start when Quinn had proposed the idea although there was a bit of apprehension since the last person Quinn had set her up with was a psycho, but now after meeting her very own angel at the vets she was a little bummed and almost cancelled a few times.
Santana strutted up to sapphire, the new bar in town that had amazing food and a good atmosphere only 5 minutes late. She had lost a shoe and needed to find the pair it since it went perfectly with her outfit, it was probably was that stupid evil cat that hid it. As she caught her reflection in a shop window she had to admit she looked hot. On Quinn's note it said her date was going to be at the bar so that's where she headed first and ordered herself a drink and kept any eye out for who looked like they were on a blind date. Santana looked to her left and no one caught her eye and then she peaked to her right and felt her jaw drop and breath catch again.
There at the end of the bar was the blonde angel sitting alone and Santana didn't want to miss another opportunity with the blonde angel so she made her way over.
"Hey Dr Pierce how's it going?" she said as she approached the blonde with a friendly smile.
Dr Pierce whipped her head around to the silky voice that she recognised from the vets it was the same voice that she couldn't get out of her head.
"I'm good how you are? How's your friends cat? Did it die?"
"I'm good too and the cat's fine it was just dehydrated I was just being dramatic about it dying" laughed Santana
"Well that good to hear cat's don't really do well with change so the act out" said Dr Pierce as she took a sip of her drink
"Yeah the pussy licker said something about that" chuckled Santana as she shook her head
"Pussy licker? Oh you mean Dr Crawford" giggled Dr Pierce choking on her drink and Santana laughed before changing the subject.
"So why are you here by yourself?" asked Santana hoping to hear that she was free.
"I'm actually meeting someone...it's a blind date sort of thing but she's running late"
Santana deflated when she heard blind date but perked up when she heard that she was waiting for a woman and not in just a friendly type of way but a dately type of way, maybe there was hope for her yet.
"Yeah my friend from uni set me up with one of her best friends from high school...I don't usually do this sort of thing actually." Dr Pierce said at the look on Santana's face.
"Your friends with Quinn? Quinn Fabray? ...you're Brittany right "asked Santana bluntly as she watched the blonde nod Santana felt like she wanted to faint, all this time of trying to get in to the vet without looking like a weirdo or almost cancelling on her date. The date that was the blonde angel she could have cried. "I'm Santana Lopez Quinn friend from high school...what are the chances huh? Sorry I'm late" she said with a grin and held up piece of paper Quinn gave her.
Brittany just grinned and nodded and showed Santana her piece of paper that Quinn had given her too.
The date had went well and they had much more in common that Brittany thought. She learned that Santana was a lawyer and that she was on the cheerleading squad with Quinn in high school and had chatted and laughed about anything and everything before leaving together where she had got a cab with Santana and walked her to her door.
Then Brittany was pushing Santana through Santana's front door after she had fumbled with the keys trying to get them in the lock.
"Did you know that I couldn't get you out of my head and I spent days trying to think up ways to go to the vets to see you" moaned Santana as Brittany attacked her neck with kisses.
"I wanted to see you too...but when I went to check the billing receipt it was for Quinn's address and I didn't catch your name so I just hoped that you would pop by again" said Brittany breathlessly before Santana kissed her soundly on the lips.
Things were moving very fast but both women didn't care, that was until Brittany push Santana up against the table that held her phone and to regain her balance Santana threw her arm out on top of the table hitting her answering machine before replying heatedly to Brittany's kisses. There was a beep and a few seconds later Quinn's angry voice filled the living room making both women freeze.
"What the fuck Santana! Please explain to me why I have a $300 bill from the vets...What the fuck did you do to the cat? Came Quinn's voice with Rachel wailing in the back ground "I knew she want to kill my cat...she killed a baby after all."
Santana winced Quinn rarely dropped the F bomb and Rachel...that was to be expected the dramatic bitch!
Santana sighed and looked at Brittany who had a shocked look on her face and felt the need to explain.
"I didn't try to kill the cat...honest there just being dramatic that's all" shrugged Santana used to her friend's insanities.
"You...uh you killed... a baby?" said Brittany weakly detaching herself from Santana and taking a step back.
"WHAT!...No of course not...fucking hobbit "growled Santana at the answering machine, her friends still somehow managed to be cock blocks even when they were far away in a different house "No I didn't kill a baby... well I kinda did but it was a fake baby for health class and I kinda rolled over it with my car...It wasn't real I promise...I'm not a baby killer"
Brittany giggled "phew that's good to know...cause I really wanted to see you again"
Santana smiled, she knew Quinn would most likely kill her when she sees her next but the prospect of seeing Brittany, her blonde angel again was worth anything Quinn could dish out... even the thought of a full day with the dwarf couldn't remove the smile form Santana's face.
She made a mental note to thank Quinn for setting her up while she dodged her punches...oh and to tell her that her vet was a freak!