So I've decided to completely redo parts of this story. I'm still working on my other one, but as I was going through a few of my stories at work I decided that this one needed to be redone. I hope that all of you who liked the old version like this new one. I look forward to your reviews.

This story is not historically accurate.

A Viking Life

Brittany POV

"Take care of my daughter, Orlrick." my dad says as I approach the boat.

"Dad I don't need looking after this is my fifth raid and I am sixteen." I say slinging my sword, shield and furs into the boat.

"You're still my daughter and only child." he grumbles.

"Don't worry Jarl I'll look after her." Puck says coming up from behind and putting his arm around my shoulders.

"Remove your hand from me Puckerman or lose it." I growl.

"Your daughter's quite feisty isn't she." Orlrick whispers to my father.

I choose to ignore the comment and hope that he doesn't try to bed me though he's always been nice so I'm not that worried. Many men have tried, but none have succeeded. Most give up after a try or two and go after my best friend Quinn as she gives in right away most of the time.

We are about to go out on the first raid of the season to Britain and everyone is gathered at the docks to wish us off. I spot Quinn flirting with one of the young boys whose first raid this will be.

"Quinn," I shout striding up to her and engulfing her in one of my bear hugs as she calls them.

"Brittany please let me go your squeezing the breath out of me." she huffs between labored breaths. "I think I finally get how you killed that bear." she says once she caught her breath.

"So you come down to check out the fresh meat." I joke earning a punch in the arm from her.

"Hush you cause you know that you're checking out all women seeing which one you plan on bringing back some fancy thing to get them into your bed." she whispers so no one will overhear.

Sure it's a known fact that I like women, but it's not spoken out loud. It's something that my father tolerates so long as I bring honor to the family through my skill as a shield maiden and the plunder I retrieve from the raids. Thankfully for the last five years I have down just that.

"So what lady has your eye today?" Quinn asks knowing full well that I never sleep with a woman for more than a month otherwise they get too attached at want more.

"None, but I'm sure I'll find some young thing when I get back that will catch my eye." I smirk winking at a pretty blonde.

"Just be careful and come home in one piece." Quinn says hugging me tightly.

"I will don't worry." I whisper kissing the top of her head before walking over to the ship.

Being the Jarl's daughter I get to sit and do whatever I want on the ship. Even though I could get away with doing nothing I feel it's only fair for me to pull my own weight. Most of the men are nice to me especially since I help, but there are three assholes who are in our raiding party Finn, Sam and Puck. They don't like me at all. They're also sixteen, but hold a grudge that none of them can beat me in a fight and that I can bed any woman I want and they can't.

The other sixteen men who are mostly all over twenty have always been nice and respectful of the fact that I won't give it up to any man.

"Britt are we ready to leave?" Orlrick asks he's the captain of our raiding party.

"Everyone's on so yes." I shout and we push off heading west to Britain.

The journey is a long one as we are heading down to the southern part of Britain. It would be a much shorter trip if we just headed straight across, but Orlrick thought we'd get a better haul from the southern part and I agree not many have raided down that far.

"Brittany you're looking quite fine." Puck coos sliding next to me.

"Leave her alone," Harold growls from next to me.

Puck takes one look at him and moves quickly down towards Sam and Finn.

"Thanks," I say smiling at Harold.

"If they give you any problems just a shout." he says and Erick, Ivar, Toki and Ulf all agree.

"Don't worry I can handle them, but if I need help you five are the first I'll ask." I say smiling at them.

Of all the men not just in our raiding party, but also in our territory Harold, Erick, Ivar, Toki and Ulf are all some of the best and nicest men that I've ever met. They always treat women as equals and don't try to rape them. I admire them for that and their loyalty to their wives. If I ever am allowed to commit to who I want I hope I'm just like them.

"You're thinking too much Britt." Ulf says sitting next to me as I stare out at the sea in front of us.

"I'm just thinking of the plunder we'll bring back." I lie not wanting him to know what I'm truly thinking.

"Don't worry you'll find yourself a woman soon enough to take care of you." he says patting my back.

"That's not-" I start, but Ulf stops me.

"Everyone here knows and none of us care cause frankly I have to say that no man in his right mind wants to try and tame you as you can beat any of us in a fight and that's just embarrassing." he says which causes me to laugh.

"You're right as usual, but what if I never find her." I sadly say.

"Don't worry you will and it will happen when you least expect it." he says pulling me into him.

"Is that how you met your wife?" I ask a little curious cause he had committed to her a few years back when I was on my first raid and he was injured.

"Yes she's a shield maiden much like yourself and I met her the raid before you started. She saved me from being skewered by some peasant farmer and at that moment I knew she was the woman for me. You'll find that too." Ulf says patting me on the back yet again.

We sailed for eight days and nights until we saw a fog. Anyone who sails knows a fog means land and land means we start raiding.

"I can't wait to see what the women look like here." Sam snickers and Harold shoves him.

"You three behave yourselves and remember why we are here." he growled as we all prepared to go.

I followed Orlrick off the boat as we scout out the beach and surrounding area for any threats. Finding none we motion for everyone else to follow. Ivar being the best tracker quickly found a stream that lead us to a river that we could follow knowing that towns worth raiding are always built around water.

"You see these tracks," Ivar points out what looks like hoof tracks. "A man on a horse rode this way about a day and a half ago. So we must be getting either close to a farm, village or hopefully a town." he says.

"I think it's a town." I say smiling.

"Why do you think that Britt?" Orlrick asks.

"Look at the water it was clear back there and now it's mucky." I state proudly knowing that I'm right.

Not ten minutes later we reach the edge of the forest that we had been walking in to see not that far away the walls of a town.

"Well men and Brittany here we are let's show this town some northern hospitality." Orlrick grins evilly.

Not that I can say I'm not looking forward to raiding this place. It looks wealthy just I don't like to kill people who have done nothing to me. As everyone headed off to different parts of the city I stood looking on trying to decide where to go.

"Hit the church Britt." Orlrick orders knowing that I'll just tie up the monks or other religious people instead of killing them like the rest of the men.

Those men are always the most useful that's how I learned to speak English. As normal Puck, Sam and Finn all headed off together. I on the other hand prefer to be alone and I start walking towards the church. The sounds of screaming have already started, it's the worst part of raiding.

"Breath Brittany it's okay." I say to myself.

A man runs at me screaming that I'll never take his wife. He swings a sword rather clumsily and I easily dodge it. I really didn't want to kill him so I kept dodging all his attacks. When I see another man who looks like he actually might know how to fight I stab the first man in the chest and turn to face the other. He has an evil grin on his face.

"I'm going to kill you barbarian." he growls.

"Fat chance," I growl back.

I block his first attack and in two swift strikes I lob off his head. Running fast away from the two bodies so I wouldn't have to look them I suddenly stopped when I heard a scream.

"Bitch get back here." I hear Puck growl.

For some reason it incensed me that he was hurting some poor innocent girl even if she was English.

"Finn hold her down." Sam shouted and I can imagine that he's pulling his pants down readying himself.

"Get the fuck off of her." I growl as I come up from behind them throwing Puck and Sam into the wall of the house behind me.

"Fucking bitch," Puck grumbled, but even he knew not to mess with me not only was I a better fighter, but my dad is the Jarl.

"Finn you have ten seconds to let go of her before I remove all you limbs."

Finn runs away from me as fast as he can. Sam looks from Puck to me before running too. Puck stands up and stares at me for several moments before running off as well.

I turn around to face the young woman who I just saved from being raped by the three idiots. I offer her my hand and she takes it. Lifting her up my breath is literally taken by the beauty in front of me.

"Hello," I roughly say.

"You speak English?" she questions very surprised shirking away from me.

"Yes what is your name?" I ask trying to not scare her too much. "I won't hurt you." I promise looking in her deep dark brown eyes. I swear that they could lead me right to her soul.

"Santana," she hesitantly says stepping a little closer to me.

Everything about her draws me in. I've never wanted someone so bad. She's about two heads shorter than me, but I've always like smaller women plus I'm really tall so most women are shorter than me. Her hair is dark as night, thick and wavy so unique and alluring. She has big, red, plump lips that I want nothing more than to kiss her right now, but the astonishing thing about her is her dark skin tone, it's a light brown and I've never seen someone so young have that color skin even after working all summer outside.

"My fiancée will pay for my safe return." she stutters looking around like she's terrified of being attacked.

"Are you sure?" I question getting the feeling that she doesn't want him to find her by the way she's standing so close to me despite not knowing me.

"Yes," she sadly says.

"That doesn't matter, we've gotten enough from this raid plus most of the men would never give you back. They'd want to take you back as their thrall so they can do as they want." I tell her holding myself back from wrapping her up in a hug.

"Thrall?" she questions.

"I believe you call them slaves." I tell her thinking hard.

I don't know what this feeling is, but I just want to wrap her up and protect her from everything. I want to protect her from all the men so she can be mine.

"They're going to..." she sobs falling down to her knees.

"No," I shout kneeling next to her and pulling her into me. "I'll protect you, I promise." I say rubbing her back.

"Why do you care?" she sobs.

I don't have an answer for her as I don't know myself why I care all I know is that the thought of any man hurting her makes me feel so angry.

Santana POV

When those men tried to rape me I thought that I was done for until she pulled them off of me. It terrified me thinking that she would be hurt by them just for helping me. I know I shouldn't care about a barbarian, but she did save me.

She told me that her name is Brittany which is weird cause that's a more catholic name not barbarian. I'm also shocked that she can even speak English. It isn't until she pulls me into her arms promising to protect me from all the men in her raiding party that I ask why she cares. She doesn't say anything just stares off.

"I think I'll take my chances..." I start, but she cuts me off again.

"No," she says taking my hands and helping me back up though she doesn't let go and makes me look in her eyes. "They will not let you leave this place alive unless you come with us. I can't protect you from all the horrible things many of the men will do to you unless you become my thrall." she says and looking in her eyes I trust that she won't hurt me.

"I'm not a slave, I'm a noble woman." I proudly say leaving out the part of being sold.

"You won't be a thrall in my eyes and I'll let you do as you please, but in the eyes of everyone else to protect you, you have to be my slave." she says trying hard to explain her thinking.

I sigh knowing that she's right. If I want to live and not be raped by any of those fucking men I'll just have to trust this woman.

"Okay," I weakly say looking at my feet.

"Hey," she says lifting my chin to look into her eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you or let anyone else. Don't worry about being my thrall you don't have to do anything and no one should order you around, tell me if they do."

I can't help, but smile at how cute she is being trying to reassure me that she only intends to protect me, I don't get why she is trying to protect me or why she even cares, but I'm not about to start questioning her.

"Come, I have to take care of the church." she says and starts walking off.

I quickly follow after her not wanting to lose her. She walks fast and with purpose and I start to think that she must be pretty important. If I'm right then I'm glad she's the one that saved me.

"Stay close to me." she says slowing down slightly so I can catch up.

"Okay," I agree happy she's not ordering me around.

"Here," she holds out her hand. "I need to make sure that nothing bad happens to you." she honestly says so I take her hand.

I stifle a gasp at how gently and surprisingly soft her hands are. In fact everything about her is surprising. For a barbarian she seems so innocent and hesitant to kill anyone nothing like the stories I've heard. And even though she has furs, armor at least that's what I think it is, a bunch of weapons and a heavy looking shield I can tell she has one killer body. God Santana stop that thinking. Her legs, god go on forever. A few strands of sunkiss blonde hair sticking out of her helmet. Her pale complexion suits her well and help make her look innocent if it wasn't for the battle axe and sword she has. But the thing that memorizes me is her ocean blue eyes. It's such a unique color that I've never seen before.

I'm drawn out of my thoughts of Brittany by said woman yanking me behind her.

Who is this? the man speaks in Norse or maybe Danish.

She's my thrall, Brittany growls backing me up to a wall.

You don't need any more thralls. he tries to grab me. I squeak and grab tightly to Brittany's back.

Brittany growls hitting him several times with her shield.

My dad has thralls, I don't and if you so much as look at her again I'll kill you. she yells stepping towards him.

When the man left I didn't loosen my grip on her. I had finally realized that I really didn't have to worry about her, she wanted to protect me. It surprised me that she would, but I had decided to stop questioning why and just be thankful. The fact that a complete stranger was treating me better than my own family made me sad.

Flashback

"Mami? You can't let him. NO!" I shout, kicking as my dad tried to drag me away.

"I'm sorry, so sorry." she sobs watching him drag me away.

He threw me into some man's arms.

"Here she is now where's my money?" my dad asks.

End Flashback

"Hey, don't cry. It's okay." Brittany says pulling me into her chest.

She just holds me and I'm frankly shocked at how she ignores everything she's probably suppose to be doing to just to hold me.

"Thank you," I whisper snuggling deeper into her.

What she does next shocks me yet again, she stands up with me still in her arms. I wrap my arms around her neck and lay my head on her shoulder. She just keeps surprising me.

"All I have to do is raid the church then we're going back down to the ship." she tells me as if what I have to say on the matter matters.

"You aren't going to hurt..." I trail off.

"No," she calmly says as we approach the church.

She puts me down, but keeps me close to her. Not that she has to try hard as I'm staying as close as I can to her. I feel bad that I'm helping raid a church, but I'm not going to say anything about it.

"Listen up, everyone get in the center of the room and no one will be hurt." she shouts drawing her sword.

I gasped cause I thought she wasn't going to hurt them, then she hands me the sword.

"Stay here and swing this at anyone who tries to come near you." she says kissing my cheek.

I stood there in shock staring after her. She just handed me a sword and fucking kissed me cheek. Oh god what if she's only protecting me cause she wants me all to herself.

"Here watch these," Brittany says setting gold crosses in front of me.

She piles all the gold, silver and anything else she deems valuable in front of me. Every time she does she looks around me and growls at any of the priests who are looking at me. It's nice to be valued and thus far taken care of without expecting anything in return.

"Why are you helping them?" one of the priests asks glaring at me.

"It's either stay at with her or get raped." I sneer at him. "So I went with the safer bet."

Just then five big men came in and I shakily held the sword up.

Why does she have Brittany's sword? the one big beardless man in the front asked something in Norse.

She's my thrall now. Brittany responses to him coming up next to me and calmly taking the sword from my hands.

Fine let's get this stuff.

I watch as all the men smile at Brittany and the man who spoke patted her on the back.

"Let's go," she says taking my arm and leading me out of the church.

"Where are we going now?" I ask hoping she'll tell me.

"To the boat," she says. "Before everyone else so we can get you comfortable." she softly says.

"Thanks," I softly says back.

"For what?" she asks looking really confused.

"Taking care of me and protecting me from all those men." I tell her.

She smiles and pulls me into her. You would think that I being a Christian that it would freak me out that she seems to be attracted to me, but for some reason it doesn't. I feel safe in her arms and know that so long as I'm in them no one will touch me. She seems to be a very good fighter and to scare the men she's with.

"Those men in the church won't hurt you either their my friends." she tells me as we follow the river.

"Are you sure?" I hesitantly ask not wanting to upset her, but also not wanting to drop my guard and end up being attacked.

"Yes, they're all married and devoted to their wives. They won't touch you cause they know I'd kill them and if I didn't then their wives will." she growls surprising me.

"I still don't get why you care?" I ask again.

"If you want the truth I'm not sure myself I just I...here." she mumbles handing me a beautiful silver bracelet with several diamonds placed in it.

"What's this far?" I ask very curious as to why she'd give it to me.

"It's beautiful and I just thought someone as beautiful as you deserved something nice." she says blushing.

"Thanks," I shyly say putting the bracelet on.

I blush when she pushes it farther up my arm and sets me down on a log to take a break. She gets some water in a small golden cup she had taken from the church and offers it to me. I gladly take it from her as she sits down next to me.

Brittany I didn't believe Harold when he told me, but damn you know how to pick them. some man says walking towards us from the direction we're going.

Ulf, she blushes and I really want to know what he says.

See you at the ship and don't think that I'm not going to question you about her later. he leaves.

Looking up, I can see tints of red on her face.

"Um... what did he say?" I ask hoping I didn't just jump over a line.

"He um...wants to um...I'll tell you later we defiantly need to get back to the ship as most of the men will probably be heading back any time." she says helping me up.

By the time we reach the ship I was in her arms again as apparently I was slowing her down. Personally I think she just likes carrying me.

"Here I always ride at the front." she says setting me down in the very front and puts two furs around me.

"So...what will happen when everyone else gets back?" I ask snuggling into her furs glad that she gave them to me as it was a little cold outside plus they smell like her.

"Most of them will stare at you and try to get you to have sex with them, but don't worry I won't let them. Just stay by me and everything will be fine." she says sitting down next me and pulling me into her lap.

"Can I sleep?" I ask yawning as I hardly slept last night.

"Yeah you can do whatever you want." she says smiling setting me down in a pile of furs and pulling several over me.

Brittany POV

Santana falls asleep just before Orlrick with about ten men including Puck, Sam and Finn all came back carrying the stuff they had found. I know the three idiots would stay away from me and Santana, I just hoped Orlrick wouldn't get all worked up.

"Brittany I hear you have found yourself a thrall." Orlrick asks smiling.

"Yes, she's currently sleeping." I tell them as the rest of our group comes back.

"Is all of this from the church?" Orlrick asks as Harold and Ivar throw two chests into the middle of the ship.

"Yep," I grin happy with my haul.

Thankfully everyone is more focused on getting all our haul into the ship and seeing what we have that most all of them have forgotten about Santana.

"So, she's a looker." Harold says sitting next to me looking over at Santana who is on my other side.

"Please tell me you plan on making her more than just your average thrall." Toki says sitting down next to Harold as we take off.

"Trust me I don't plan on having her be a thrall at all. If she sleeps with me I want it to be because she loves me not cause I forced her." I tell them smiling fondly down at her.

"Do you love her?" Harold quietly asks.

"Yes," is all I say.

They both left me alone with her. I could see a few men looking over and probably wondering who this woman I was hovering over was. I'm not going to leave her side or allow any of these dirt bags near her. Finn moves a little closer towards us until I raise an eyebrow.

"Why does she get to bring a thrall back and we don't." I hear a few men grumble to each other.

"It's only cause she's the Jarl's daughter." a man across from them says.

I glare at them even though they're not looking over at us, I don't like the tone that they are using.

"Let's be honest that thrall's fucking gorgeous and if Brittany hadn't already claimed her I would have fucked her and still would be." one of the men laughed.

I was seething and ready to throw him off the ship when I felt something brush my leg.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Santana groggily asks.

"Here," I hand her a piece of bread from my pack.

"Hey!" a man near me shouts.

"Quiet!" I growl glaring at him before looking back at Santana with a smile on my face.

She giggles at me and I can't help, but smile wider. I honestly don't care if she doesn't end up in my bed so long as she lets me take care of her I'll be happy. I just want to be close to her.

"Thanks," she says when she finishes.

"I told you that I'd protect you that includes feeding you." I say smiling at her.

The look on her face tells me that she's shocked that I would do such a thing for her. It shocked me that anyone could be curl to this beautiful woman. I will protect her no matter what.

"It's just you're a barbarian and yet really nice to me, I'd never expect this from one of your kind." she says moving up to sit next to me still snuggled in my furs.

"Personally I prefer either Viking or Dane." I joke putting my arm around her shoulders.

"How long are we going to be stuck here?" she asks burying her head into my chest.

"Anywhere from eight to ten days." I say sighing.

We sit in silence falling asleep on each other. I was shaken awake by Ulf at nightfall.

"Orlrick thought that you should take night watch with her and all." he says nodding to Santana. "Don't worry we'll keep an eye on you two during the day." he adds.

I nod and he moves back to his area. Looking down I see Santana peacefully sleeping on my shoulder. She's so cute that I don't want to move and disturb her sleep; I get the feeling that she hadn't been sleeping much. So I'm going to treat her the way she deserves to be treated.

"San, I have to get up." I whisper.

"Mumphf, no more sleep." she moans clinging to my arm.

Sighing I try to move my arm, but she has it in a death grip. I really had no other option so I picked her up.

"Britt," she gasps as she is woken up.

"I have to man the ship while everyone else sleeps." I calmly tells her.

"Oh so you'll sleep during the day." she whispers a very worried look on her face.

"Don't worry I have a few friends that will make sure no one touches you while I'm asleep." I reassure her pulling her down with me into my furs bed. "You should get some more rest." I tell her covering her up.

"I don't want to sleep if you're not." she says looking me in the eyes.

"Well since you're obviously not from Britain you can tell where you are from and how you came to be there." I say a little excited as I really want to know more about her.

She at first just stares at me then she smiles and shakes her head.

"Okay," she quietly says.

Santana POV

This woman is something else, but I'm more than willing to tell her about Spain. I really do miss home and wish that I go back.

"Well I grew up in Paris. My parents are nobles and own a very large estate right outside of Paris. It's much nicer there than it is in Britain weather wise. I miss Spain over all and speaking Spanish, your language and most others are so much more harsh to speak and listen to." I start noticing how enthralled Brittany is.

I continue the rest of the night telling her all about Spain and all my favorite places to go. By the time the sun starts to rise I think I've told her everything there is to know about Spain. "It sounds like a beautiful place Santana. Maybe one day we can go there together." she yawns snuggling down next to me.

"I'd love that." I say curling into her.

When she puts her arms around me and pulls me flush against her I can't help, but sigh and snuggle even more into her warm embrace. I feel so safe in her arms that I never want to leave them. All these feelings I have whirling around in me are really confusing. I know that I shouldn't feel this way especially with someone who I just met and has made me their slave, but Brittany is so different from anyone else I've met that I can't help it. She makes me feel safe and loved and that's something I haven't had in a while.

"Tomorrow you're telling me why you were in Britain." she mumbles.

"Okay," I softly say falling into a deep sleep.

"San," I hear someone say into my ear.

I try to swat them away, but whoever it is catches my hand and giggles. Opening one eye slowly I'm pleased to see Brittany hovering over me, a lantern in her hand as it's pitch black outside.

"Harold thinks it's cute how you cling to my chest and had yourself draped all over me." she smiles handing me some dried meat.

"Sorry," I say blushing.

"Don't be," she says and I can't help, but wonder why she wasn't mad. I don't have time to dwell on that as she's positioned herself in front of me waiting.

"You want to hear more?" I ask and she nods her head.

Flashback

"Lord Smyth, good to see you again." my dad says elbowing me in the gut as a reminder to be polite.

"It's good to see you as well Lord Lopez." he says flashing his smile as he shakes my dad's hand. "And this beauty must be your daughter." he says bowing.

"Yes this is my daughter Santana." my dad says pushing me towards him.

"Such a beautiful specimen. How old is she?" he asks picking up my arm.

I grimace to stop myself from punching the daylights out of him.

"She's sixteen and a virgin." my dad says proudly.

"I'll take her," he says handing my dad a big bag of coins.

My dad looks guiltily at me, but takes the money and Lord Smyth drags me away with him.

End Flashback

"Your dad sold you!" she harshly whispers grabbing me to stop herself from leaping up.

"Yes," I sadly say tears starting to fall. "At first Lord Smyth was nice, but as soon as we got to London he turned mean. He hit me and forced himself on me. I was meeting a dress maker when you all raided..." I couldn't continue on anymore I knew that she would hate me and no longer protect me after hearing that I was basically a slave and no longer a virgin.

What I didn't expect was to be wrapped up in her arms and hugged tightly to her chest.

"San," she calmly says forcing me to look in her eyes. "I will never ever let anyone hurt you again." she says kissing the top of my head.

It's all I've wanted to hear since he took me. Snuggling into her strong embrace I let every worry I've ever had fade away. She'll protect me from everything she can, I know it.

Brittany POV

If I ever meet this Lord Smyth he's dead. No one and I mean no one will hurt my woman while I still breath. Right now I'm content to just hold her in my arms. If she hadn't been hurt, raped and almost raped I'd be already making my move on her, but I want her to feel safe and comfortable around me so I'll wait for her to realize she loves me. I know she already has feelings for me even if she doesn't know what they are yet.