Author's Note: So this fic is a little different. It's an AU regarding Santana and Brittany. Santana is a successful succubus that grew up in Lima, Ohio who meets a mysterious blonde by the name of Brittany at a party in New York City. Their meeting changes Santana's outlook on her life. But Santana isn't the only one with supernatural abilities and secrets of her own.
*The Glee storyline is mostly the same but the changes in the AU will be addressed and explained, but are also noticeable. So we do not own the show or characters.
**This fic was an idea of my best friend, but she didn't know how to put it into words so that's where I came in. But thank you for reading it. We really appreciate it! Much love, Yes & Ally.
Santana was a known Succubus within her supernatural community but that didn't stop her from leading a normal glamorous life as a runway model in New York City. She had friends throughout the city and her best friend was going to Colombia, majoring in Women and Gender studies, so they weren't that far apart.
Quinn had been there for Santana through everything, including when she found out that Santana was a succubus and that it ran in her blood line or when Quinn found out she was impregnated by the school's known player. They had grown up in the same city of Lima, Ohio and when they both turned eighteen and graduated, both girls stood up to their families and moved to the big apple of New York City.
It was a nice end of August afternoon as Santana stood in front of Lucky's Famous Burgers waiting for Quinn.
"Santana!" Quinn exclaimed as she reached her best friend waiting for her at their favorite restaurant.
"Q!" Santana waved back as she faced the blonde opening her arms for the other girl. "God, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!"
"It's only been like a week, San!" Quinn replied giving her friend an incredulous look.
"I know, I know, but still, I can't get over how we can rarely meet up more than once a week. But hey, at least we still have these dinners once a week."
"Okay, what is it? I know you too well to know that there is something bothering you. So come on, spit it out."
"I need a plus one for a party." Santana stated point blank.
"So? You could get anyone to go with you, because you know, that's like your specialty." Quinn wiggled her eyebrows towards San with a small smirk, "So, what's the problem?" Quinn replied as she took the menu and ordered two glasses of water.
"It's not that simple," Santana started, "I have to take someone and well, I kinda didn't just want anyone to go with me to meet Beyoncé..." Santana let the last word drag out waiting for it to register in her best friend's mind. "You know, it being her birthday bash and everything, I wanted someone else to go with me." She picked up her menu, "But I guess I will just have to find someone else."
"Shut. Up." Quinn finally spoke as she took in everything the brunette was saying.
"Nope."
"So you're seriously inviting me to meet Beyoncé with you?!"
"Yup." Santana replied still looking at her menu, pretending that she didn't have Quinn's jaw hanging open.
"Oh my god! Yes!"
"Yes?" Santana finally looked up as she heard the confirmation that she knew she would receive.
"Yes!" Quin said again, smiling wide. "Wait, you knew I would say yes, huh?"
"Well," Santana added a small shrug, "I might have not been given a plus one but I definitely bought an extra ticket so you would go with me." Santana smiled as she finished off with, "besides, why would I go see your celebrity crush without you?"
"I guess keeping you around does have it's perks after all." Quinn laughed as Santana mocked offense. "Oh, please, like you would have it any other way! Plus, you know I love you!"
"Yeah, what would life be without you, Fabray! But really, it's next Wednesday, are you sure you can make it? I don't want it to stop you from studying and stuff. I know how much you study in order to stay at Colombia."
"Don't worry about me, tell me what are you going to wear? What should I wear? Ohmygod, I am seriously going to meet Beyoncé huh?"
Santana couldn't help but laugh at Quinn's excitement. It had been a couple of years since she had seen that smile on her best friend. But nonetheless, she was happy to still have her in her life. So, they proceeded with dinner as usual and had small talk about what had happen in the last week they hadn't seen each other.
The following Wednesday, Santana was finishing getting ready when she heard a loud knock on her front door. She walked out of her room to see who was at the door, and she found a very frantic Quinn at her door.
"I don't know what to wear!" She exclaimed as she walked in with a couple of dresses in hand. "I've tried it all and it's the same result. I need help." Quinn huffed out as she landed on the couch.
"Q, follow me. I have what you're going to wear." Santana simply said as if she had planned for this to happen.
"What?" came the confused replied from the blonde on the couch. "What do you mean you have what I'm going to wear?"
"I mean, I've known you for how long and I'm surprised you didn't get here sooner. I know how you are, especially when you're trying to impress someone that means so much to you. I mean, remember your first date with Berry? God, you were a mess. But nonetheless, I still managed to make you look amazing." Santana smirked over her shoulder. Rachel Berry had been Quinn's high school sweetheart but they broke up a couple years after high school. They still kept in contact but that was mostly because Rachel was now godmother to her six year old daughter. People changed, people grew, but somehow, Quinn never saw her as the one that got away.
"Yeah," Quinn smiled at the memory, "you did do an amazing job that night." She said with a small sigh, "So what am I wearing tonight?"
"A white, off the shoulder long sleeve cocktail dress with black pumps. You're hair will go perfectly and it'll compliment my black strapless cocktail dress and white heels." Santana stated matter-of-factly as she walked back into her bathroom.
"Wow" Quinn replied, "how do you do it?"
"Which part? Knowing how you wouldn't know what to wear or planning both outfits before you arrived?"
"Both, I mean. Wow, without even thinking, I was your plus one. You dressed me. You picked me, after all these years, how do you even put up with me?"
"Simple," Santana replied as she walked out of the bathroom, " the same way you put up with me. Plus, we've seen each other at our worse. Yours was definitely giving birth though. Which reminds me, how is that ball of sunshine?"
"She's good, she's with Shelby tonight. Beth loves her, you know? And I trust her more than my mom. Plus, it really did help back when my parents kicked me out and I needed a place to live. I will never be able to repay Shelby for taking me in before and after I had Beth. I owe her so much, it's unbelievable, really." Quinn replied as she was finishing getting dressed.
"That's good though. Beth has you and me, and Shelby. Puck would have been great but he decided on moving to the other side of the country."
"Oh, yeah, he calls every week and skypes with her every other day."
"We've come a long way, haven't we?" Santana smiled at Quinn, reminiscing on how far they've come always felt like a huge accomplishment. "But come on, the car should be waiting downstairs for us."
Quinn nodded and followed the brunette out of her loft. The girls walked out into the night with a coat and slid into the car.
"You know," Quinn started once they were in the car, "for a known model that has appeared in almost every runway this year, you really do keep it simple, don't you?"
"Well, what can I say? I'm all for the glam in life but I don't need all of that when I have you and Beth around." Santana gave a small shy smile towards Quinn, as they were headed towards the upper east side of New York.
Despite Santana living a bit further than most models, she liked her loft. It was a spacious one bedroom, one bathroom with a usable kitchen, and a living room made perfect for entertaining. Which Santana loved to do, partly due to her personality and the other part was her biological need to feed sexually almost daily. But the best part of the apartment in Santana's opinion was the gigantic walk-in closet. It could really be used as a second bedroom if she ever felt the need. She loved her simple living space, with her enormous salary and her alluring Succubus personality, she could be living anywhere, but she liked being able to spoil Quinn and Beth with her extra money. They were her family and she liked doting on them. Her succubus side made finding a sexual partner easy, there was hardly a night that she was alone, she was thriving, but still felt something missing from her life.
They pulled up outside a penthouse in the upper east side of Manhattan.
"Wow" Quinn breathed out. "I rarely come around this side of town."
"Pretty amazing huh?" Santana asked.
"Why did you want to live in your loft over this side of the city?"
"Well, you remember how everyone was in Lima because they found out my parents were loaded. It made me want to live a simple life and my loft gives me that. Even if I spend most of my day on this side, I always get to go home."
"Well, if I didn't know Santana Lopez any better, I would say she's becoming soft. But, we both know that bad-ass facade wouldn't last forever."
"Yeah, yeah, if you say so. Come on." Santana gestured out the door as it opened for her.
Santana! Look this way!
Santana! Over here!
Leave it to the paparazzi to be here. Well, here goes nothing.
Santana pulled Quinn in closer and whispered, "Stay close, they'll ask less questions if they think we're together" and with a small reassuring smile and nod, Quinn took Santana's hand in her own and walked right beside her.
They posed for a couple of pictures and Santana gave no comments on who the blonde by her side really was. Quinn was filled with excitement, being the first official event that she has ever attended. They finally made it inside and let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding.
"Can we take your coats?" The bell boy asked and Santana gave her name as she handed both coats to the young boy.
"So, you deal with that every day?" Quinn finally asked as they went inside the elevator.
"Not everyday but today isn't an every day thing. It's Queen B's birthday so obviously the paparazzi would want pictures. But I think that will be the worst we will encounter tonight though." Santana reassured as she gave Quinn's hand a small squeeze. "Now come on, let's have some fun." She encouraged as the elevator door binged.
Both girls walked in and took in the atmosphere around them. It was decorated with black and gold and silver. Balloons, streamers, decorations, everything was set to perfect but it's no surprise considering who the birthday girl was. The Queen deserved nothing but the finest of things.
They walked further in to where the open bar was when they spotted Queen B with her husband close by.
"Come on," Santana whisper shouted towards Quinn as she took the blonde's hand. "I think you should meet a friend of mine." Quinn nodded and followed Santana, completely forgetting who the party was for until they were closer to Beyonce.
"B!" Santana shouted over the music as she reached them.
"San! I am so happy you could make it! How have you been?"
"Good you know, getting ready for the next runway, you'll be there right?"
"Of course! You know I love fashion and I wouldn't miss it for the world! Plus I wanted to thank you for being a model in Jay-Z's new album! I saw the preview and let me tell you, amazing! I was truly impressed!"
"Well what can I say? I don't make promises unless I can satisfy just as much! But B, I wanted to introduce you my best friend. She's like been in love with you for as long as I can remember!"
"Hun, don't be in love with me! Be in love with San! She's definitely something!"
"Wouldn't I know it!" Quinn replied getting over the immediate shock of meeting Beyonce.
"Well, I'm Beyonce but everyone calls me B. You are?"
"Quinn!" Quinn stretched her hand out for Beyonce to shake but the diva shook it off and pulled her into a hug.
"I don't do hand shakes dear, that's for my manager only!"
"O-okay! God, I am so sorry for starring I just can't get over the fact that I'm actually meeting you! Can I take a picture with you? My daughter would kill me if she knew I met you and didn't take a picture with you! She's always dancing to Single Ladies. Totally obsessed!"
"You have a daughter?" Beyonce asked as she moved towards a sitting area with Quinn.
"Hey, I'm going to get a drink for us, you good?" Santana asked noticing that her best friend was getting comfortable being around the diva.
"Yeah, I'll be here." Quinn smiled.
"Don't worry San, I'll watch her for you!" Beyonce smiled as she looked back at Quinn waiting for an answer from the earlier question. Santana laughed to herself as she could only guess that they would set up a play date later on with Beth and Blue.
Santana made her way back to the bar and was looking around, greeting some people that she had seen throughout her shows and after parties. Relieved that she hadn't seen any past hookups or exes yet. She was just finishing ordering a martini when she turned around to look at all the people when her eyes landed on a tall blonde.
She was tall, slender but still had a figure. Her hair was a golden blonde that fell down to mid-back. She was wearing black skinny jeans that emphasized her perfect ass. Turn around. Santana thought, she wanted to see her. The blonde turned around as if on cue, with an amazing movie star smile. Her eyes were crystal clear baby blues. Definitely tonight's potential company, Santana thought.
And then, their eyes met.
Crystal clear blue eyes locked with chocolate brown eyes.
There was an imaginary pull that made the blonde's feet move towards Santana.
As the blonde reached Santana, eyes still very much locked, she smiled.
"Hi" the blonde said after a couple of minutes of silence between them.
"Hi" Santana replied.
"Brittany" she straightened her hand out for the brunette and she took it into her own.
"Santana" she replied.
And it's as if in that very moment, there was a connection far stronger than the succubus planned. Santana was used to feeling in charge of the situation and this spark was throwing her off but the need to be with the blonde was far greater. But for now, all they could do was look into each others eyes and indulge in the spark that had just occurred.
A/N: Questions? Comments? Concerns? I'll take anything! Thanks for reading though :)