I don't understand why this is happening. I was so sure we had defeated the brotherhood. I've never seen this woman before and now she's in my house? It's wrong... and I will do anything I can to protect it. Zizes bangs on the door as hard as she can. The whole rooms shakes and I'm more nervous than ever.
So far she knows nothing about my family. She has no idea that I'm married to Brittany and that we have a baby. I want to keep it that way. If she finds out... I don't even want to think about it. I know what I could end up doing. I know that I can't defeat this bitch on my own. Not with a broken arm anyway. I haven't used my powers to my full potential in a while... Not since the battle.
I know that I can be incredibly powerful if I want to be. But it's so much harder to control. I could destroy our house if I'm not careful. I don't care if the worst comes to the worst. Stuff like this happens all the time – Titans losing control... Mike and Tina always deal with the aftermath. They can make civilians forget everything that happened. It's one of their weird inventions.
I know I need back up. Hopefully when I pressed my communicator for Brittany, it went off to other titans too. I better press it again just in case. I manage to push the button a few times just before Zizes kicks the door down.
"Stay back. I will kill you if you come any closer." I say, holding up my gun.
"Oh honey, do you really think a gun could kill me?" Zizes laughs and the back of my neck burns in fear. "Go ahead. Try it. See what happens."
Zizes walks towards me and I raise the gun higher into the air. I'm aiming for her face and every part of me wants to shoot her and end her right there. But I can't pull the trigger. I don't know what's wrong with me.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," Zizes says as she reaches to grab me by the neck. That's when I see she's holding a photo. The one from our bedside table. "Cute kid by the way. My boss would love to hear about that."
As soon as I see the photo, I shoot her and she falls to the ground before I can even gather what she's just said. She knows about Wally and Brittany. I feel numb. I don't think anything worse could happen. A
part of me feels sick with guilt, yet another is proud for standing up to her. It doesn't take long for Zizes to get back up on her feet.
"Haven't you learnt anything from the past half our? You do not call the shots around here." Zizes laughs and I hate her more than ever. "Get it? Call the shots? You shot me..."
"Ha ha ha," I say sarcastically.
"You should learn to have a sense of humor. Or really, you should have before. Not much point in learning now to only be alive for a few minutes longer," Zizes says.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," says a voice from behind Zizes.
All of a sudden, a rope is tied around Zizes 'neck, choking her and I'm more confused than ever,
It can't be... Brittany? It sounded so much like her. "Hey sis-in-law."
A face pops up besides Zizes and I immediately recognize Zara as she pulls the rope around Zizes neck a lot tighter. Zizes tries to breathe, gasping for air but Zara's grip is too tight. I want Zizes dead more than anything, but this is hard to watch.
Zara struggles to keep the rope around Zizes' neck and jumps on her back to give her some leverage. Her legs only just manage to squeeze around Zizes hips. Zizes falls to her knees but Zara doesn't give up. I'm starting to feel hopeful as I watch Zizes close her eyes. Maybe I won't be killed in my own home.
One thing you don't realize when someone is being strangled is how long it takes for them to die... There's so much coughing, it's awful to hear. It's not how I would have wanted her to die, but I guess it doesn't really matter. Finally, Zizes falls to the floor with an almighty thud, causing the whole room to shake.
"This bitch always used to steal my lunch when I was part of the Brotherhood," Zara says, pulling the rope away from around her neck. "When I told her to back off, she broke my arm right in half. She knew I couldn't feel pain, but she wanted to freak me out either way. It worked."
"Really?" I mumble, unable to say much else.
"Yep," Zara says simply, as if she hasn't just killed someone with her own hands. "I'm sorry you had to see that. I heard her talk about Wally and I just can't deal with the Brotherhood knowing about my nephew. I know how they treat kids there."
My neck burns again and my stomach rages with sickness. I put a hand up to show Zara she needs to stop talking.
"Oh sorry..." Zara apologizes. "It's okay," I mumble, even though I feel like I could pass out.
Zara offers me a hand to help me up and I never even realized I was on the floor. The force of the gun must have made me fall over.
"Thanks," I say to Zara as I finally stand up.
"No problem," Zara says, smiling. How she can be happy in a situation like this, I have no idea. Brittany and Zara have that in common... Smiling in situations where you probably shouldn't smile. "Where are we going now? To Mi-?"
"Shhh! Don't mention it. I'll tell you when I know we are safe," I say.
"Sorry but, she's clearly dead Santana," Zara says, annoyed I interrupted her.
I roll my eyes, Zara is so much like Brittany it actually hurts.
Without warning, Zara falls to the floor with an oomph and I don't know what is happening. I can see Zizes figure beginning to stand up and my heart stops... this cant be.
"God, you have no idea how much I wish you could feel this," Zizes says.
There's a sickening thud before I can even stop her. Zara's face has been punched with the force of Zizes anger. I don't even want to look. I can hear what sounds like Zara coughing up blood and that's when I start to lose control.
My hands have started shaking uncontrollably. So has my breathing. I'm going to have a panic attack. My hands light up pink as my powers start to have a mind of their own. I can feel my brain gaining control of my thoughts of keeping Zara safe. This is going to be bad and I know it.
For the first time, Zizes looks worried. My eyes must have started to glow pink. I'm no longer in command of my body. My hand lifts up and an energy ball forms around Zizes. I struggle to lift my broken wrist, but when I do, Zizes starts to levitate in the air. I have never done this before. I didn't even know I could do it.
Without thinking, I throw Zizes against the wall as hard as I can. She hits the wall with an almighty crash and I'm sure this is the end. She hasn't tried to get back up. I'm beginning to have control over my body now.
I look over at Zara to see if she's okay and I wish I hadn't. Her whole face is covered in blood and her nose is dripping like a tap. I'm no doctor but I know if you're bleeding that much, it's not good. I can't tell how much time she has left before things start to get really bad.
"That was awesome," Zara says with a smile. I want to roll my eyes so badly, but the thought of that being the last thing Zara ever sees prevents me from doing so.
"You need to slit her throat, just in case," Zara tells me and I nod my head. I knew it was coming.
I walk over to her body with my knife ready for another attack. I'm sure Zizes is dead. I can't see her chest moving. I slit her throat as quickly as I can. Warm liquid gushes onto my hands and I gag, nearly throwing up.
"It had to be done. Zizes never lets go of a grudge. She will have found you one day and killed you. Probably Brittany and Wally, too," Zara says.
I put my hand up once again and Zara knows she needs to stop. She mumbles a quick apology and I motion for her to follow me. We walk down the stairs as quickly as possible. I feel like shit, but I know I have to take the jet to our safe spot. It's where Brittany and I agreed to meet during an emergency.
"Grab Juicy for me and I'll go get Lord Tubbington. We might not be coming back," I tell Zara.
"Okay, Captain," Zara says as she runs down the second set of stairs.
I head to our bedroom to grab Lord Tubbington. This is one of the many times I wish he wasn't so fucking fat, Brittany really needs to put him on a diet. Lord Tubbington meows happily as I carry him like some sort of king downstairs. I find Zara and a shaking Juicy in the kitchen. Zara is waiting by the door to the cellar. She must know that we will be taking the jet.
We walk down our last set of stairs and I grab the keys from the wall. The back exit of the jet opens and Juicy runs up the steps. She must know we're trying to get away from the house. Zara follows suit and as soon as I'm in the jet, I lock it and sit down in the pilot's seat.
"Good thing you learnt to drive one of these," Zara says as she buckles herself in.
"It's not that hard," I mumble, the pain beginning to return.
We are incredibly lucky that we have Mike and Tina as friends. Not only did they let us keep the jet, but they also helped build an underground passage way for us to use as an escape/mission route. I wouldn't be able to go on half of my missions without it.
Darkness turns to light as we make it into the air. Zara does a small cheer, followed by another cough and I know that our time is short. Lord Tubbington jumps up onto my knee and I give him a small rub as he purrs against my chest.
It shouldn't take too long. Mike and Tina only live in another state and the jet travels at hundreds of miles a minute. We have state of the art technology because the military knows how important we are. At least someone appreciates us. They're the ones who pay us, too.
I'm starting to recognize a few places so I know we must be close. I tell Zara we're about to land and she looks out the window to see if she knows where we are. Now that I know we're safe, I start to feel everything again.
We've finally made it to Mike's house and I can literally feel my body struggling to stay awake. Every single muscle in my body is now screaming in pain. It gets worse when it feels like a brick wall has been hurtled into me.
"I was so worried, Santana. Are you okay?" Brittany asks, holding me as close as humanly possible.
"Let go," I mumble through a mouth full of hair and skin.
"Huh?" Brittany looks slightly hurt and confused but then she realizes she's making my injuries worse and rubs my back as an apology.
"I'm okay too, sis. Thanks for asking," Zara says as she walks down the stairs of the jet.
"Zara?" Brittany asks, confused. "Yeah, we're sisters... have been for the past 18-"
"I fucking know who you are!" Brittany nearly shouts. I don't think I've seen her look this angry in a long time.
"Jeez, Britt, Calm down!" Zara looks slightly offended at Brittany's words and I notice she's got the exact same pout as Brittany.
"No! At first I think my wife could be dying and now I know that my only relative left was there and could have died, too? I don't want you two working together on a mission again." Brittany runs a hand through her hair angrily.
"What the hell, Britt? I don't know if you've noticed, but we totally kicked ass," Zara sneered.
"It doesn't look like it to me. Your nose looks like it could fall off at any moment and Santana's arm is broken and god knows what else happened!" Brittany argues.
"Whatever. We owned that bitch and you're whining like a little baby. Get over the fact that we're better than you," Zara snaps and Brittany looks more pissed off than ever.
"You think this is about wanting to be better than you? This is about the fact that you both could have died without me knowing! I've been stuck here not knowing a thing. It's the worst thing in the world. I thought Santana was in danger, but I was wrong. Not only was she in danger but apparently you were, too! Can't you see why I'm so angry?" Brittany's voice trembles with rage.
Zara's face softens and she mumbles an apology to Brittany.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," Brittany says bitterly. "Now lets get inside and get you two fixed up."
Brittany wraps an arm around my waist as we walk up to the house together. I feel a gentle squeeze and I know it's her own special way of telling me that she loves me. I return the squeeze with my non-broken arm and she smiles at me. I can still see the sadness in her eyes, though.
"Wally has been really upset. He knew something was up," Brittany mumbles. He's not even one yet and he's already picking things up like this... Guilt fills my stomach and my head feels heavy with sadness.
"I must have freaked him out when I made him hide on his own. Then when you left with him while we were kinda shocked, he must have been confused. Is he okay now?" I ask, quietly.
"Yeah he's fine. He's actually napping. He cried himself to sleep, so he basically tired himself out," Brittany explains.
"I want to be with him as soon as he's up," My voice cracks and all the emotion of the past evening hits me like brick.
Brittany reacts instantly. As soon as my first sob erupts, I'm sitting on her knees and her arms are wrapped around my neck. Brittany knows that it's always best to just let me cry it out until I'm able to talk again.
"I was so scared," I finally manage to choke out.
There's something important I need to tell Brittany, and just as I'm about to speak Tina walks in.
"Jesus, are you okay? Are you in shock?" Tina asks.
"I'll be fine. No, but my arm is broken and my head hurts. Can you help me out?" I ask.
"Of course. Where's your back up? We sent you someone when you sent out another SOS signal after Brittany left. Mike and I have just been tracking all the supers and what's been going on." Tina explains as she helps cut off my sweater. "We haven't seen anything suspicious. Did she say anything interesting?"
"She works for the Brotherhood." I wince as Tina pulls my arm, slightly in shock.
"What? But we defeated them?" Tina questions, looking worried. Brittany's even sitting a little straighter, too.
"Apparently not. If Zara didn't come and help me out, I don't know what would have happened," I mumble.
"Zara's here? Where is she?" Tina asks.
"I think she's raiding your fridge. I'll go get her," Brittany says.
Sure enough, seconds later Brittany returns with a Zara on her shoulder.
"Jesus Christ!" Tina shouts. "Your nose!"
"Yeah, she punched me. But it's no biggie, I can't even feel it," Zara shrugs.
If only I couldn't feel right now. I'm not one to normally get jealous, but damn, I'd love to have her super power right now.
"I hope you didn't get blood on the carpet then!" Tina says and I can tell by Zara's face that she's probably going to get shouted at in a second.
"Uhhhhh, I don't think I did?" Zara muses, putting a finger on her chin in thought.
Suddenly the room is filled with a white glow and there is no longer any pain in my arms. I feel brilliant.
"Well if you have, you're paying to get it removed," Tina says quickly.
"Dealio," Zara promises and Brittany snickers.
Must be some weird word from their childhood or something.
"Where else did you say was sore, Santana? Was it your head?" Tina asks as she rolls her eyes at Zara.
I nod my head and Tina's hands feel nice and cool as she palms my forehead. The room glows bright again and I feel better than ever.
"Thanks, Tina. I'm going to go see Wally now, okay?" I give Tina a quick hug as I jump off the sofa.
"Sure thing. He's in the guest room, you're staying right? Mike will want to talk to you when he's finished with his work. I'll send him through. Goodnight," Tina says.
I give a last wave as I follow Brittany out of the room. We're just about to walk up the stairs when I'm slammed against the wall and Brittany is kissing me harder than ever. I'm shocked at first but smile and lean into the kiss. There's a hand on my cheek and another touching my butt and for a few seconds I feel like I'm in heaven.
"What was that for?" I ask once I finally manage to breathe.
"I thought I might not ever get to kiss you again. But I can, so I wanted our next kiss to be special," Brittany says like it's the simplest thing in the world.
"Well, that was something special alright..." I mumble, my voice breaking as I lower my tone. "Later."
Brittany smiles as she realizes what I mean and grabs my hand to direct me the right way. She rubs her thumb over the top of my hand and I get goosebumps. It only takes seconds for us to reach the guest room and I'm greeted by one of my favorite sights in the world: a smiling Wally.
"Hiya, baby! Did you miss me?!" I ask him happily. Wally stands in his crib and reaches his hands up towards me.
"Did Mama scare you? I'm so sorry! I'm here now, huh?" I say as I give him the biggest cuddle of his life. As Wally leans his head on my shoulder, I realize that this is easily one of the best moments of my life. Living another day to cuddle, kiss and love my son.
I stumble backwards onto the bed and lay down with him on my chest. Normally he tries to sit up or crawl away when we're lying down, but this time he's actually staying still. Wally likes to play with my hair when it's not tied up, sometimes if he's super tired; he falls asleep playing with it. It hasn't happened in a while though.
Brittany lies down next to me and puts an arm around my shoulder. I give her a small kiss on the cheek and I can feel her smile.
"I'm so glad you're okay, Santana," Brittany says. "Me too..." I admit.
I suddenly remember what I was going to say to Brittany before Tina interrupted us. My stomach drops at the thought.
"Look Brittany," I start to talk and my voice is already wobbling. Brittany frowns in confusion and she knows it's not something good. "Back at the house, you didn't stick to the plan."
"Are you being serious? If I hadn't come to see you, you would have been dead!" Brittany states angrily.
Wally lifts his head up to get a better look at Brittany. He's wondering why her voice is different and I pet his hair to try and get him to lie down again. It works.
"You don't know that," I defend myself, but I know I'm lying. "I could have handled her."
"What, and blown up the house with your powers, too? I saw the roof Santana, I know you were losing it," Brittany bites back.
"How dare you!" I snap. She knows how sensitive I am about that. "How dare you try to turn this around on me. You were the one in the wrong. You promised me when Wally was born that you would save him before me."
"Well, I'm sorry that I tried to save your life. Is this really how you're going to repay me? By telling me how wrong I am?" Brittany asks.
"It's not like that and you know it. How would you feel if something happened to him? How would you feel if he-" I can't even finish the sentence. I feel like I'm going to throw up.
"Well, he's here and he's fine, right? Clearly we need to think through this plan again." Brittany demands.
"No, we don't. We both know that... If anything like this happens again, if you don't grab Wally and run I swear to god..." My neck burns again.
"You swear what, you'll beat me up?" Brittany smiles and tries to poke fun at the situation. I don't smile back and she knows I'm serious.
"What?" she asks.
"I swear that I will leave you." My voice cracks and there's a lump in my throat. "I mean it, Brittany. Don't you ever put me before our son again."
"It wasn't even like that!" Brittany shouts. "Whatever, I can't believe you right now."
And just like that, she's gone in a flash.
The next few days are some of the worst in my life. Brittany has been incredibly cold and distant ever since our argument and Wally has been grumpier than ever. Not only that, but with every bang I hear, I'm reminded of Zizes and her attack on our house. Mike and Tina don't mind us staying with them for a while. Mike keeps questioning me about every detail and I don't think he realizes that I don't want to talk about it.
Tina understands though. She keeps reminding him to leave me alone when the questions become too much. Thank God for Tina. I don't know what I'd do without her.
I'm changing Wally's diaper when Tina comes through our bedroom holding Ellie's hand and carrying Ava. All of a sudden Ellie gasps and points at Wally. I'm 99.9% sure I know what is about to be asked.
"Mommy, what's that!?" Ellie asks loudly. Knew it. Lord help me. "That's a wiener, honey," Tina answers calmly. I can feel my face burning with embarrassment. Why me?
"What's a wiener?" Ellie speaks again.
"I'll tell you when you're 30, okay?" Tina smiles.
"Okay!" Ellie says happily and she runs to the shelf to play with her favorite Barbie truck.
"Remind me to put a 'Tina and kids' alarm up whenever I'm changing Wally..." I joke and Tina laughs.
I put Wally's shorts back on and he gets up as quickly as he can to go play with Ellie. They've gotten really close recently, it's adorable. He doesn't bother with Ava as much even though they are closer in age. I think it's probably because she's not walking yet.
"Listen, Mike wants us to start training together as Titans again. Just thought I'd let you know." Tina admits.
"Why, has he found something out?" I panic.
"Noo, no don't worry. It's just to make us work better as a team. Most of us have gone off and started families. We haven't done titan training in years. Mike thinks it's a good idea and I have to agree with him," Tina says.
"Yeah, he's probably right," I agree. "When does training start?"
"Tonight, when the kids are asleep," Tina replies.
Ughhh why did I even ask this...?
"Well you're gonna have to wait like 12 hours for me cause Wally takes forever to get to sleep," I say.
"Well it just so happens that I have a little something something to help my children go to sleep ... Would you like to try it out?" Tina smiles and wiggles her eyebrows.
"Is it safe?" I ask, feeling slightly suspicious.
"Of course it is, woman! Do you think I'd use something that wasn't safe on my babies?" Tina states, acting all offended.
"Sorry for asking if you drug your kids, jeez," I argue back with a smile.
"It's the ingredient used in children's cough medicine to make them drowsy. Trust me, it's fine if it's every once in a while. Mike and I use it if we want to have some fun at night, you know?" Tina explains and she laughs at my horrified face.
"I'm going to pretend I never heard that," I say. "Either way, I guess I'm okay with it. Only if practice is like once a week."
At first I felt kind of awful about agreeing to this, but now I'm okay with it. It's probably good for Wally to get a full night sleep once in a while. And if I were to trust anyone in the world about medicine, it would be Tina. She's a genius when it comes to science and health.
"And if that doesn't work, we can always get 'The sleeper' over if you like," Tina suggests.
"Who is the sleeper? That sounds slightly horrifying," I admit with a frown.
"Oh, don't worry! She's a great friend of mine. I met her at college. I use her for operations if anesthetics don't work on Supers. Her superpower is mind control. She can make you sleep, if you haven't already guessed," Tina explains.
"She's safe, too, right?" I ask.
"Of course. I'd trust her with my life," Tina promises.
"Okay fine, it's a deal. I'll train with you guys... but only when Wally is sleeping, alright?" I say.
"No problem." Tina smiles and offers me a handshake.
What have I gotten myself into?
I'm surrounded by 30 other supers who all look 100 times tougher than me. It suddenly dawns on me that I probably should have practiced a lot more. I mean yeah, I have total control over my powers, but that doesn't mean I've kept in shape. Going on missions every once in a while doesn't count as training... Especially when you're not even supposed to use your powers. Damn, this is a huge mistake. I hope my funeral is pretty.
"Thanks everyone for coming here tonight," Mike announces into a speaker from the observation deck. "You all know why you're here, so we might as well get on with it... Today's training is going to be slightly different."
As soon as it's said, a blinding light shines down from the 20 foot roof and illuminates the floor. A giant circle about the size of a house is projected onto the ground. I think I see where this is going...
"The idea is simple. All you have to do is knock your opponent out of the circle. There are 3 rounds. Whoever gets the most points, wins. Superpowers only, no weapons. Are you all ready?" Mike asks.
A mumble of 'yes' is heard through out the room.
"Very well. The first Titan to fight is..."
Knowing how unlucky I am, I can practically guess who it's going to be. I'm ready stand up and embarrass myself when Mike finally speaks again.
"Brittany."
What?
I feel movement beside me and Brittany walks past, bumping into my shoulder on purpose. Bitch.
"Bring it on." Brittany smiles and it makes me feel even worse knowing that she's not nervous.
Mike smiles and clears his throat.
"The person who will be fighting against Brittany is..."
Here it comes... Please, no.
"Santana."
I fucking knew it. Kill me now.
I hear whispering behind me and I can just tell that people think we won't fight each other. I'll prove them wrong.
The walk to the center of the circle is always the worst. It feels like you're about to walk off a cliff. When I finally make it there, I look up at Brittany and she raises an eyebrow and shrugs her shoulders. I take it as a 'well, I'm mad at you and you're still so hot, but I'm not holding back.' It's something I've heard way too many times. I glare back at her which she understands means 'Bitch, bring it on, I'm fed up of your asshole attitude.'
That's one of the things about being in love with someone. You know exactly what you're saying to each other, without any words. Romantic... huh?
"Ready ladies?" Tina asks.
"Ready as ever," I say and Brittany just gives a thumbs up.
"3, 2, 1, go!" Tina shouts and within seconds, I'm body slammed out of the circle. I hear a groan of sympathy come from the other titans and I'm more pissed than ever now.
I light my powers up in my hands and make a barrier in between Brittany and I. I should have done this in the first place. Why didn't I think ahead? I can see Brittany trying to run towards me, but she knows how much it would hurt her to get struck by my powers. Do I hold back? Do I really want to hurt Brittany?
Of course I don't, but I also know that there's Tina just a few feet away from us... It's not like it's going to be life threatening. I decide to act out. The sooner, the better. I charge at Brittany to make her think I'm going to physically attack her and then I blast my powers at her, causing a miniature explosion.
Brittany is thrown about 5 feet backwards and only just misses the edge of the circle by a fraction of an inch. She's still in. Damn it.
"Ha." Brittany smiles with triumph.
I roll my eyes and then make them glow pink. I blast her backwards with my mind. She's out. HA. We're even now, and Brittany looks pissed off that I took her by surprise. If there's anything that I know about my Brittany, it's that she's not going to think properly now that I've made her mad. She's going to try and get me back as soon as possible.
We get back in our standing positions and I'm right. As soon as we hear "go", Brittany charges at me. But I'm one step ahead of her and blast my powers towards her. I feel myself get thrown backwards and I'm worried that I've been knocked out of the round and lost, but I look down and only my hand is resting outside of the circle. Yes!
Brittany however has also managed to stop herself from being knocked out of the circle. Ugh, I just want this to end already. Brittany charges at me again and a simple wave of my hand sends her flying backwards. I put up my barrier again just in case. I really need to think now...
Maybe I could form a ball around her like I did with Zizes? I know it wouldn't kill her like it did with Zizes, if I was really hurting her I'd stop. But if I can just lift her up and throw her out of the circle then maybe I can win. Oh well, it's this or nothing.
I concentrate as hard as I can and once again my eyes glow pink as my powers become stronger. Brittany looks confused and then when there's suddenly a pink orb around her, she tries to escape. She can't. I've got the upper-hand. Lifting her into the air isn't hard. I don't know how I'm doing it, but it literally feels like I'm not carrying anything at all.
Brittany is about 20 feet away from the circle when I final put her back on the floor. I've never seen her look so defeated and I begin to feel guilty. What have I done? I barely even hear Mike announce that I've won, because my eyes follow Brittany as she leaves the roof. I run after her immediately. I need to sort things out between us.
I chase after her and I hear Mike begin to arrange the next match. Good thing no one will be around, this could get ugly.
"Brittany," I shout, "Brit, wait up."
Brittany jumps the last five steps and I follow through, landing on all fours.
"Damn it, Brittany, wait for me!" I say again, quieter this time because I know there are sleeping children on this floor. Brittany heads down the next flight of steps and I growl in frustration. Where could she be going? I've not been down here before.
Finally she makes it to the basement and when she takes off her shirt, I'm more confused then ever. What the hell? She tries to shut the door behind her but I squeeze through the door before she gets the chance.
"What is your problem?!" I ask, getting angry now. "I want to sort things out between us."
"I'm going to have a shower," Brittany says. I should have known. Brittany always has a shower when she's angry or upset.
"Why didn't you take one in our room?" I ask her. She's letting me come closer to her now.
"I didn't think you'd want me there." Brittany frowns and my heart breaks. "I thought you hated me."
The thing is with Brittany, she really doesn't like to look soft. She always wants to be the tough one in the relationship because I think that she believes she has to. I've told her so many times that it's not good to keep things bottled up, but she doesn't care. Brittany just acts like nothing is upsetting her.
I can tell she's about to cry and there's nothing I hate more than seeing one of my family cry.
"Oh, come here," I coo, hugging Brittany as tightly as I can. "Nothing you could ever do would make me hate you. I love you so much, even when we argue."
I kiss her cheek and then make my way to her lips. She kisses me back, hard and I wrap my arms around her neck. Brittany grabs my thighs and lifts me up, slamming me against the shower wall. I wince but Brittany takes it as a chance to deepen the kiss.
"Sorry," Brittany mumbles against my lips and she fumbles with my tank top.
How this started, I have no idea. Brittany was sad a minute ago but now we're so close to fucking in Mike and Tina's house. This should be illegal.
"Don't be," I reply, lifting up my arms as she rips off my tank.
I feel Brittany bite down on my bottom lip and I can tell that she's still a little angry over everything that's happened. I couldn't care less, though. I don't think I've been this horny in a long time and angry Brittany turns me on more than anything in the world.
I pull at Brittany's shorts and she gets the picture. She takes off her shorts and panties all in one. It feels like it's been forever.
"I thought you wanted to talk?" Brittany pulls away from my mouth and I could punch her. I was really getting into those kisses and she knew it.
"Later, you bitch," I say, unclipping Brittany's bra.
Brittany turns the shower on and we both gasp in fright as the freezing cold water hits us.
"You're not naked, yet," Brittany states and I look at her as if to say 'no shit?'. She laughs and kisses my shoulder as she unclips my bra and pulls off my sweatpants.
"So much better," She says and I can't help but giggle. "And we have warm water now, too... even more better!"
"You're lucky I love you so much, dork," I tease, rubbing my lips against hers. She tries to kiss me but I pull away.
"If anyone is a dork here, its you," Brittany argues.
"You're the one who plays video games," I counter and Brittany gasps like I've struck a nerve.
"That doesn't make me a dork, it makes me awesome," Brittany replies and her hands slip down to my ass, preventing me from saying anything else.
Brittany grins in triumph and I roll my eyes but pull her close again.
"I need you to touch me," I whisper and I hear her let out a tiny moan.
Brittany starts to kiss my neck and I feel a hand slide up to my boob. I cry out in pleasure and this is nothing yet. God, I don't want anyone to hear us, but I don't know what to do. Brittany seems to have the same idea as me and looks around the room. Her smile turns into a devil smirk and I groan, not knowing what kind of kinky shit she's thinking of. Brittany picks up my panties and hands them to me.
"I am not stuffing them in my mouth," I shake my head. No way.
"You don't have to, just cover your mouth when you're going to make noise." Brittany says and okay, so yeah that's a little hot.
Brittany's fingers graze my clit and I cry out again. She knows what she's doing. I roll my eyes and put the panties over my mouth.
"Good," Brittany says and her fingers enter me at lightning speed.
If I could shout out, I'd have dropped the F bomb by now. Brittany sucks my neck as she thrusts her fingers inside of me. We've made love so many times that Brittany knows exactly where my spot is.
One of the best things about Brittany having super speed is how fast she can thrust her fingers inside of me. It's an incredible feeling, especially when she hits my spot. The only downside is that I don't last too long. Something Brittany is proud of.
Brittany's mouth leaves my neck and when I feel something warm and wet graze my nipple, I know she's kissing my boobs. I haven't let her do this since before Wally was born, because I was scared of lactating but I couldn't give a damn now. It feels amazing. I moan into my panties and I'm so glad that the sound isn't traveling through the room.
I'm close, and it's embarrassingly early but it's been a while and I've been horny since that battle with Brittany. I know she has been, too. The connection we share allows me to feel what she feels sometimes.
Brittany vibrates her thumb against my clit and totally distracts me from my thoughts. I moan loudly into my panties again and God, this feels so good. My whole body is lifted up and down with the strength of Brittany's wrist. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach and I start humping her hand without realizing it. My insides start to throb and there's that familiar tingle.
"I'm gon-" I try to say but Brittany stops me.
"I know," She pants and she supports me as my legs start to fail. All of a sudden there's that gush of pleasure and my orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave. My body is exhausted, but Brittany manages to hold me up.
"You okay?" She asks me gently, waiting for me to catch my breath and stand on my own.
Once I've finally gained my strength back, I thank Brittany by giving her our biggest kiss yet. I push her towards the shower wall like she did to me earlier, and grind against her. Our bodies being wet makes it so much sexier. I'm literally sliding my thigh up and down hers with ease.
"Your turn." I wriggle my eyebrows and pass her my panties.
I don't even let her reply; I just make my journey down her body. I start with kisses to her neck. I love the squelch sound neck kisses make and the way Brittany pulls me closer. It doesn't take long to reach her boobs. I suck on her nipple which was already hard, but my tongue manages to make it just that little bit harder.
Brittany squirms in arousal and I can only just hear her moan through my panties. Damn, that's hot.
I bend further down and reach her hip bones. I have to lean on my knees now, so I decide to give Brittany a hickey beside the tattoo just above her lady parts. Brittany pulls my head closer towards her body. It's so sexy, it always turns me on when she does that.
I tease her by kissing down her legs, totally missing her pussy. She whines in frustration. I make up for it by licking a trail back up her thigh. Brittany looks down at me and I lift her thigh over my shoulder. Taking her by surprise, I lick her hard and then swirl my tongue around her clit. Brittany's body jolts in shock and then I feel her push at my head again.
I thrust my tongue inside her and wiggle as hard as I can. Brittany cries out and it's loud. I really hope I wasn't that loud. I'd hate for someone to come and find us. It's not like there's a shower curtain. It's glass.
"More," Brittany begs, pulling the panties away from her mouth.
My thoughts at first are to ignore her and make her pay for talking, but I'm too tired to draw this out. I swirl my tongue around her clit again and then suck. One of the best things about the world is Brittany's taste. I craved it during pregnancy and I'd die if I were never able to taste her again.
I dip my tongue back inside her and wiggle. Brittany has started thrusting her hips, making it hard for me to control what I'm doing. I drag my nails along her back and she gets the picture. She loves when I scratch her. It's some weird fetish of hers.
If there's one thing I've learnt from sexy times with Brittany, it's that she has a shit load of fetishes. It's like nothing turns her off. I like it and everything, but it's pretty hard to keep up with sometimes.
I can feel all her muscles starting to tighten so I remove my tongue from inside her and attack her clit instead. I almost always finish Brittany off by using my fingers and tongue at the same time. She says it's her favorite way to cum. I can't lie though, I love it too.
I suck hard on her clit and push my fingers inside her pussy. I thrust as hard as I can and when Brittany cries out, I know I've made her cum.
She slides down and joins me on the floor of the shower. If someone had told me 20 minutes ago that I'd be lying, soaking wet on the floor after an orgasm, I'd have laughed. But here we are after beating each other up to win some stupid battle.
It takes us a few minutes for us to get our strength back. I mention that we should get changed and head to bed and Brittany agrees.
"You were right," Brittany admits, putting on her clothes again. "I wouldn't want you to stay and fight, I'd want you to keep Wally safe."
"Thank you," I say, relieved that she finally understands why I was so upset. "But I can understand where you were coming from, too. I didn't mean to shout at you. I love you."
"I love you, too." Brittany smiles.
"I'm glad we're okay again," I say to Brittany as I wrap a towel around my naked body and crawl towards her in bed. I've just washed my hair because I didn't really get the chance to earlier.
"Me too," Brittany agrees.
I sit down on top of her legs and she slowly drags her hands up my stomach. Brittany sneaks her hands up the towel, circles her thumbs on my underboobs and I lean forward for a kiss. The towel falls from my shoulders and Brittany throws it towards the floor. All of a sudden her hands are on my ass and she pulls me as close to her as humanly possible.
Our kisses grow more passionate and when Brittany kisses my neck, I can't help but moan. The noise echoes around the room and we immediately stop in fear that we've woken up Wally.
"We should calm down a bit... We've already fucked today." I smile.
"Yeah, I guess we're not as energetic anymore. It happens with old age," Brittany jokes and I laugh.
"No, I just think that we shouldn't do this in front of Wally," I say.
"Ahh, well that makes sense," Brittany teases, drawing shapes with her fingers on my back.
I rest my head on Brittany's chest and pull the covers over me.
"Wow, for once in our lives, I'm wearing more clothes than you," Brittany says, causing me to laugh again. "I think I'll have to change that."
I feel her moving underneath me and I'm about to ask her to stop when I suddenly feel naked skin against mine. I can't help but smile. I can't even deny that I've missed this; having Brittany hold me during naked cuddles. These past few days have felt like a lifetime.
I'm starting to get drowsy when my mind starts to wonder. Brittany and I can't stay here forever. I'm nervous about living on our own again, but I know that we'll be okay.
"We need to look for another house," I whisper.
"Oh, don't worry about that. I've found us a temporary house for now. It's in this cute little village in England. The house is big enough and it's pretty much in the middle of nowhere. Do you remember the Dales?" Brittany asks.
I scrunch my face in thought. "Was that the really green place?" I question. "Yeah, it was!" Brittany says excitedly. "That sounds nice. When can we go there?" I ask.
"I was thinking tomorrow?" Brittany suggests. "We will need to say bye to Mike, Tina and the girls first. I don't think Wally will be too happy that he's not with his friend anymore."
"Sounds like a plan, Stan," I say. "Wally will have to get used to it. I know it's hard but there's every chance that we'll have to move a lot when he's older."
"Yeah I agree. It's a shame though," Brittany sighs.
I nod my head and when Brittany starts to scratch my back, I realize how tired I actually am. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep at all.
BREAK
Brittany and I are packing up our things when we hear the loudest giggle ever.
I look behind the sofa and find Ellie and Wally playing some sort of hand game. They burst out laughing again when my head pops up from the sofa. I can't help but laugh, too.
Mike and Tina walk in to see what all the commotion is about. I put a finger to my mouth so that they know to be quiet and they slowly look up over the sofa, too. I expect them to laugh as well, but when I notice a look of confusion on Mike's face and a small smile on Tina's, I start to panic.
"What's wrong?" I ask quickly, looking at Brittany for reassurance. Only she looks a little worried too.
"Nothings wrong, Santana. Don't worry," Tina assures. "Actually it's a good thing. We think we know what Wally's power is."
A/N: Okay, first things first, I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS LONG WAIT!
Secondly, I hope you enjoyed that… Over 8,000 words! Please let me know what you thought, as it took me a looong time to write!
If I get a lot of feedback, I might just include more sexytimes in the next chapter. Or fluff. Or maybe some angst if you're some kind of Satanist. But I don't line angst, so we'll see…
The whole thing with Ellie walking in on Wally getting his diaper changed actually happened to a friend and I once… It was SO embarrassing when it happened but we spoke about it the other day and were nearly crying with laughter. Honestly, you can't make up what kids say sometimes.
Oh yeah, what do you think Wally's super power is? Any ideas?
Massive thank you as always to my fabulous beta, purplepoppasquat (who also has the hardest ever name to type).
