Bringing Santana Home

Disclaimer: I do not own glee

A/N: In this Fic, everything will take a hell of a lot less time than it actually does, its not cause I'm ignorant, it's just pacing.

Warning: Slight mention of Suicide in this chapter!

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For the past week, all Santana Lopez had felt was stress. She was under so much pressure, first off, their was Cheerio's, normally this was fine but now she had to deal with being forcibly outed by the giant oaf known as Finn Hudson. She had seen adverts, been rejected by her Arbela (Spelling?) and told her parents that their only daughter was a lesbian. So yeah, she was pretty stressed.

She couldn't take the stares anymore, the whispering behind her back, the sympathetic looks from the teacher, she didn't want sympathy.

She wanted everything the way it was. Before.

She knew that wasn't possible, so she decided to escape, leave where no-one could find her. She couldn't ask her family to move, that was simply selfish, so she did the only thing she could think off.

She joined the U.S. Army.

Her basic training notification came two days later, she was leaving Friday. This Friday. She had decided to not say goodbye, the temptation to stay would be too great if she saw Brittany again, so, she acted like normal.

Brittany came over Wednesday, it would be her last time.

Not that she knew.

But Brittany knew. She saw the letter protruding from the draw, and being the curious wonder that she was she look. She wasn't the sharpest tool in the box, yet even Brittany knew who the Army was, and if she was right (she would check with Quinn) then it was a dangerous job, even Lord Tubbington wouldn't do it.

So Brittany, the happy and cheerful blonde did something she'd never done before, she stole the letter and the next day, she found Quinn, her best friend and one of the few people that understood her and, against every ounce of trust Santana had in her, she showed her the letter.

'Brittany, I got your note. What is it' Quinn breath was heavy and rushed, she had obviously only just read the letter and run all the way here.

'I'm sad Q! really sad!' Brittany almost broke down then

'Brittany, you said it was a matter of life or death! Wait… your not thinking of… no Brittany you don't need to do that.'

'Do what Q?' asked Brittany, the implied phrase lost on her

'Suicide! Brittany' Quinn practically screamed

'What no! here Q, read this' said Brittany, feeling even worse at making Quinn think that she would do that. Quinn took the letter and stared at the seal for a few minutes. She had only ever seen this seal once before, when she was living with Finn. That was not a good memory, listening to the story behind it.

Quinn took her time reading it, she wasn't exactly sure what the problem was, all she though was that one of Brittany's family was going to join the army, and, whilst that was sad, she didn't see why she was telling her instead of Santana.

'Who joining the Army Britt, is it your cousin James, I know your close to him?' Quinn asked sympathy in her voice.

Instead of speaking Brittany just handed her the envelop. Quinn knew this address, she had stayed their on Saturday night. It was Santana's house.

It was then everything clicked.

'Why?' Quinn mumbled, more to herself than Brittany

'Oh B, I'm so sorry, I don't know what to say, this is just so… so unexpected' Brittany broke down, her beautiful baby blue eyes glistened with tears, making them appear even shinier than normal.

'Quinn, what'd we do? We can't let her leave' asked Brittany, her voice breaking with tears. She didn't want Santana to die, and Quinn had told her that sometimes soldiers did that, apparently Finn's Dad had died as a soldier.

'We do nothing Britt, even if she decided she wants to stay, their no turning back now, she's already applied.'

'But Quinn' Brittany sobbed 'She has to at least know I love her, she can't leave without us at least trying to stop her!'

'No B!' Quinn returned 'Think about if, if we make her want to stay, then she'll go away wanting to even less than she does now, the she'll resent (Brittany = ?) us for making her worse than she does. It'd be like healing an injured puppy and then kicking it even harder than before. We have to face fact, BRITT!… we've lost Santana' Quinn was now crying too, although she tried to hide it. She had to be strong for the broken blonde buried in her shoulder.

'Quinn, can you… can you leave me for I while. I just need to…scream'

'Okay B' Quinn's voice was much softer now, hurt nearly as much as Brittany. Her and Santana may not exactly see eye to eye, but that was why their friendship worked. Quinn stepped of the stage and headed back up the step , trying to hold back her tears until Brittany could see her.

As soon as Quinn turned the corner, Brittany stood up and standing in the very middle of the stage, did exactly what she said she would.

She Scream.

Loud.

Unfortunately, the screaming attracted attention, and that was exactly what she didn't want. With attention came questions and with her, questions just lead to answers she wasn't meant to say in the first place. She had already told to many people about Santana, she didn't want to do it again.

'Britt?' she knew that voice, and as she looked up, sure enough it was the person she wanted to see least, the reason she was like this, the reason she was standing her, in the April Rhodes place thingy, screaming. The person that had caused her all this pain.