Thanks for all the wonderful reviews last chapter. I'm glad that some many of you like this story thus far. It's only going to be five chapters in total.

Santana puts her armor on and secures her sword. She wants to look professional and worthy of protecting Brittany.

"You look handsome." Brittany says wrapping her arms around the soldier.

"I just don't want your parents to think I can't protect you." Santana softly says.

"I wish I could marry you." Brittany whispers into Santana's back.

Santana turns around wrapping her arms around Brittany and kissing her lightly.

"I would marry you in a second if you asked me to." Santana breaths holding the blonde against her.

"If I could I would." Brittany says nuzzling into her.

They hold each other for a few minutes before a knock on the door causes them to jump apart.

Santana answers the door as Brittany straightens her dress out.

"I'll escort the princess no need for you to." Santana says puffing out her chest.

With that Santana shuts the door. Brittany smiles at Santana snuggling into her.

"Come on, we've best get you there in time." Santana softly says.

"Just remember that we can't really touch and I'll have to be near Artie." Brittany says taking a step back.

"So long as I can be by your side I can deal with him being near you." Santana says.

"Thank you for being you." Brittany whispers.

Santana leads her out of the house and out back to where her horse is stabled. Unsure of wither she can ride with Brittany or not she looks at the blonde for an answer.

"We can ride together." Brittany decides waiting for Santana to mount the horse so the Latina can help her up.

The ride to the coliseum is silent as Santana's lost in her thoughts. She wishes that she could call the blonde hers. Just being with her again these last two days have her wanting the blonde even more than before. She wishes that they could just leave and be together.

"San," Brittany says as they arrive.

"Oh sorry I was just thinking." Santana says.

"What about?" Brittany asks as Santana helps her down.

"Just how you'll have to go home after this." Santana sadly says.

"I'll come visit you all the time and you can visit me." Brittany says looking around before kissing Santana lightly. "I lost you for five years, I refuse to lose you for any longer."

"Just promise me that if anyone tries to hurt you that you'll come to me." Santana softly says as they walk towards Brittany's family's seating area.

"I wouldn't dream of going to anyone else." Brittany softly says.

"Good,"

The empress grabs her daughter and hugs her tightly. The emperor looks over at Santana and gives her a nod.

"Thank you Santana," the empress says. "Your mother will be missed."

"Ma' lady," Santana says bowing. "She'd be happy that even thought she was kill that it managed to save you all."

"We won't forget all that your family has done for us." the empress says.

The emperor while he's grateful that Santana warned them about the assassin he doesn't like the way she looks at his daughter. He suspects that the woman-man is in love with his daughter and he can't allow them to be together. No his daughter must marry Artie, he'll make a good emperor one day.

"Brittany get over here." Artie sneers.

"Come sweetie, let's take our seats." the emperor says holding his arm out for his wife.

"Don't frown so much, Santana would lay her life down on the line to protect Brittany." the empress tells her husband.

"That's what troubles me. That he-she loves our daughter and obviously wants to be with her." the emperor spits.

"Honey, relax. Brittany knows she has to marry Artie and Santana will respect what Brittany wants." the empress reminds her husband.

"I guess you're right, but I'm still not a fan of them being friends." the emperor says taking his seat.

Off to his right Artie is still with Brittany next to him. He has his hand on her thigh gripping it tightly. He isn't happy to hear that she has been staying with that he-she soldier.

"After this is done we're going back to the palace." Artie growls.

Brittany whimpers as he grips her thigh tighter. She nods closing her eye waiting for him to let go.

"Remember that you're mine." Artie growls.

"I know, I'm sorry." Brittany whimpers.

"You better be, where the fuck where you?" Artie growls grabbing her face and forcing her to look at him. "And don't fucking lie to me."

"I was a Santana's helping her with her mom." Brittany whimpers curling into herself.

"Fucking whore, I bet you where fucking her. You letting her fuck you." Artie growls gripping her jaw even tighter.

"Leave her be," Santana growls grabbing Artie by his collar and yanking him away from Brittany.

Artie opens his mouth to say something before thinking better of it. She's obviously a lot stronger than him and a trained fighter. He'd lose if he tries to fight her.

"San, please put him down." Brittany begs grabbing her arm.

"But he was hurting you." Santana says looking into Brittany's eyes.

"I know, but he's not now." Brittany softly says.

Santana lowers him back into his seat before taking her own next to Brittany glaring at Artie.

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Santana doesn't know what to do with herself. It's been four days since Brittany went back to the palace and she misses having her around.

"Yo dude," Puck says motioning to the cards.

"Sorry," Santana says upping her bet.

Puck, their friends Sam and Mike and her are all hanging out at Santana's house playing poker.

"You've been distracted all day, what's wrong?" Mike asks putting his cards down.

"Nothing," Santana says not wanting to talk about it.

"Please you've let Puck win the last five hands." Sam says.

"It's blondie isn't it." Puck says smirking.

"Who?" the other two ask.

"Puck," Santana growls raising her eyebrows.

"What, they won't tell anyone." Puck says looking over at the other two.

"Yeah we won't say anything." Sam says and Mike agrees.

"Fine yes I'm distracted because of Brittany." Santana sighs.

She's not sure how much she wants to tell them. But then maybe they can help her decide somethings and what to do.

"Oh so the blonde's name is Brittany." Puck says smirking. "Let me tell you boys, this woman is hot. I walked in on them."

"Puck," Santana growls. "Talk about her like that and I'll chop off your dick."

"See she totally loves her." Puck says smiling.

"Congratulations," Mike says as Sam slaps her back.

The three men don't notice the disappointed look on Santana's face. She wants to be with Brittany and wishes that she could do something about it. But she will never do anything unless her blonde wants her to.

"She's being forced to marry another man." Santana says opening up.

"Shit,"

"Really?"

"Sorry,"

Puck starts planning how they can get Santana her girl.

"We can get rid of him." Puck offers.

"She's the daughter of the emperor. A princess, we can't kill the man even though I want to so bad." Santana tells them.

"How the heck did you manage to land the princess?" Puck asks wide eyed and opened mouthed.

Sam and Mike are in complete shock over this new piece of information.

"My family's worked for them for years. I grew up with Brittany and she was my best friend. I've been with her since she was three and keep following me around." Santana softly says. "At first the emperor wasn't happy, but the empress was just happy that Brittany had someone to play with. Over the years she developed a crush on me. It wasn't until we got back that I realized my feelings for her." she explains.

"Wow," Sam manages to say.

"Yeah and on top of all that the man she's being forced to marry is-"

Santana's cut off by the door slamming open. They all jump up reaching for their weapons. Santana's sword clatters to the floor when she sees Brittany standing there a black eye and broken nose. She turns to her friends and motion for them to leave which they do. As soon as they shut the door Brittany's in Santana's arms.

"What happened baby?" Santana whispers cradling the blonde's face in her hands.

"A…aar…ttie." Brittany sobs.

"Baby," Santana coos lifting her up and carrying her back into her room.

Brittany sobs into her shoulder as Santana gets them into the bed.

"Artie did this to you?" Santana asks.

"He got mad and hit me yesterday. I got my nose set and he tried to hit me again and that's why I'm here." Brittany manages to say.

"I'll kill him," Santana growls.

"Just hold me." Brittany whimpers snuggling into her.

Santana tightens her hold on the blonde, loving having her back in her arms. She'll protect her blonde from anyone who tries to hurt her.

"Stay with me," Santana whispers cupping her cheeks careful of her nose.

"Artie and my dad will be looking for me if I don't go home tomorrow." Brittany softly says placing her head on the soldier's shoulder.

"I can protect you from all that." Santana says running her fingers through the blonde's hair.

"San, if you get hurt I'll never be able to forgive myself." Brittany softly says.

"But-"

Brittany puts her finger on Santana's lips to silence her.

"I have to marry Artie even though I don't want to. He'll come after us along with my dad and his army if we try to run off together." Brittany softly says.

"I can't stand the thought of him hurting you. I love you so much." Santana says lightly kissing her.

"No matter what you'll always be the only one to have my heart." Brittany softly whispers.

"But you won't marry me?" Santana says pulling away. "I think it's best if you leave."

Brittany opens her mouth to say something, but when she sees the look on Santana's face she doesn't. Walking out she looks back at Santana once more before leaving.

"I would do anything to marry you." Santana whispers before falling to the ground crying.

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Santana heard about the announcement about the wedding of Princess Brittany and Senator Artie Abrams that's happening today. It makes her sick to her stomach to think of them being together. She's sitting alone in her house not wanting to be around anyone right now. She's so distraught about this whole situation that she asked to go back to Britain on the next troop refreshment. She's leaving tomorrow morning.

There's nothing left for her here. With her mom and dad both dead and Brittany marrying someone else she just can't stay. It's too painful. She knows that if she stays that Brittany will come to her every time she needs to get away from Artie and that she won't be able to say no. That she'll give in to Brittany every time even though they both know Brittany will always go back to Artie.

Her head shoots up when her door is thrown open. She's shocked to see the blonde princess in her doorway looking beautiful as ever. It's been two months since she last saw the blonde.

"I'm pregnant,"

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Brittany tries to smile when her mom comes into her room to make sure she's ready. She's been miserable since Santana kicked her out, she's been throwing up and overall just feeling tired.

"Are you ready to marry Artie?" the empress asks her daughter.

"I guess," Brittany sadly says.

"You know I wasn't in love with your father when I married him, but after a year of marriage I learned to love him. I'm sure it will be the same for you." the empress says.

"Mom…" Brittany trails off.

"Sweetie I'm sure that Santana will come to support you even if you two are fighting. She knows how important her friendship is to you." the empress tells her daughter.

Before the empress can say anything else the door opens and the emperor enters. He looks proudly at his daughter, dressed in a light blue dress made for this day. The day he gives his daughter to the man that will one day take his place as emperor.

"You look beautiful princess." the emperor says giving her a soft smile.

"Daddy," Brittany starts before she takes off for the chamber room.

"What's wrong?" the emperor asks his wife a worried look on his face.

"She's just nervous." the empress says.

"I haven't seen Santana around. Did she leave again?" the emperor says.

He may not like Santana, but she makes his daughter happy and protects her so he doesn't get why she's not here. He would have thought that she'd be here by now.

"Apparently they had a fight and Brittany doesn't think that she'll come." the empress whispers.

"At least she won't able ruin the wedding." the emperor says smiling.

"But Brittany's not happy that her and Santana are fighting." the empress tells her husband giving him a look of I'm right and you're wrong.

"After the wedding if she's still unhappy then I'll allow her to go make up with Santana." the emperor says.

The empress smiles at her husband.

"I'm ready," Brittany says coming out.

The emperor walks his daughter out to the courtyard where Artie and the guests ae waiting. He smiles at Artie as he hands him his daughter.

"Take care of her." the emperor whispers.

"I will sir," Artie says taking Brittany's hand.

Ten minutes later they are officially man and wife.

"Remember that you're mine now." Artie growls squeezing her arm tightly.

"I know," Brittany softly says.

"Did I say you can speak?" Artie growls pulling her into a side room.

"Come on love birds there's plenty of time for that stuff later." the empress says pulling the couple out into the main room.

Brittany slowly follows trying not to break down. She wishes that she had listened to Santana and gone away with her.

"Sweetie what's wrong?" the empress asks pulling her away from the feast.

"Nothing," Brittany softly says placing her hand on her stomach.

"How far along are you?" the empress softly asks.

"I'm not…" Brittany trails off as it hits her.

"Santana's the father isn't she?" the empress says.

"Don't tell anyone mom please." Brittany softly says wiping away tears.

"Go to her, I won't tell anyone." the empress says hugging her daughter.

"Thank you mom," Brittany says before slipping out.

Brittany sprints all the way to Santana's house knocking the door open.

"I'm pregnant,"