Title: Take It On The Run (2/?)
Author: Race122VE (Coll)
Glee/Pretty Little Liars Crossover
Pairing: Brittany/Santana, Emily/Maya (other characters: Rachel Berry, Hanna Marin, and Spencer Hastings)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Brittany and Rachel go see their families in Rosewood, PA for the weekend, Santana tags along.
Word Count: About 2400 this part.
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
Author's Note: So, I don't know how this happened, but I do know to blame (partially) Mel. This is a Glee/PLL crossover where Brittana and Emily/Maya go on a double date. Brittany is Hanna's cousin and Rachel knows Spencer and just keep reading. Hope you like it and let me know what you think.
Author's Note 2: Apologies go out to people who've been waiting for "Always The Same" I do have the last part started, but RL kinda got in the way and now this idea has taken over my brain. It will be finished though, I promise.

Chapter 2

It was hard for Emily to wipe the smile off of her face as she pulled up, late, to Spencer's house.

Ever since she cleared the air, told Maya how much she actually missed being around her, things went back to normal. As normal as things can be, really, considering A was still out there somewhere and had possibly done something to Toby. She shook her head once she put the car in park and killed the engine, trying to make the bad thoughts disappear.

She replayed the exchange that took place earlier today when she was hanging out with Maya. She had finally worked up the courage to flat out ask Maya on a date (after some playful, flirty back and forth, that is) and she had said yes. Nothing had been set in stone because her mind chose that moment to remember that Hanna and Spencer's cousins were coming in for the weekend and she had promised to grab dinner before coming over.

They had left things with a smile and with Emily promising to call Maya the next day so they could decide on the restaurant and movie they'd go to.

"Sorry I'm late," she announced as balanced the pizza in one hand and shut the door to Spencer's house with the other. "I lost track of time."

A round of greetings were thrown her was and Emily smiled as Hanna popped up from her spot on the couch, rushing over to help with the food. "And what were you doing that caused you to lose track of time?" she asked. "Something fun?"

Emily's head snapped up in surprise before she relaxed. She made a promise to herself the second Maya had given her another chance, that she would stop being paranoid and all 'in her head' about their relationship when other people asked. She should feel more comfortable with it, especially with Hanna who had known about her and Maya before anyone else. Not that anyone really knew.

"Just got some coffee with Maya," she shrugged. "No big deal."

Hanna's face, however, suggested that it was a very big deal.

Emily, in her mind, agrees.

"No big deal," Hanna echoed teasingly, but let it slide as she got out plates and napkins. "So…looks like you're gonna be my date tomorrow night."

This time, Emily's surprise is justified. "What?"

"To Spencer's dinner thing," Hanna answered, not noticing the edge in Emily's voice. "There are six of us…Spencer and her cousin, my cousin and her girlfriend, then you and me."

So many things started racing through Emily's mind. First, she looked past Hanna and out into the living room where Brittany, the other blonde she assumed was Hanna's cousin because there hasn't been a proper introduction yet, was laughing at something someone said when she looked up at another girl with darker skin and sleek, black hair and noticed she wasn't laughing. Then, Brittany pulled the girl, her girlfriend she had to assume, from her perch on the arm of the chair into her lap.

And nobody said anything.

In fact, Spencer and her cousin just laughed harder.

Then, Emily focused on the fact that Hanna said this dinner was tomorrow. The same night she was supposed to have her first official date with Maya. The first of, what she hoped, would be many so that one day she could pull Maya into her lap when they were sitting with a group of their friends and have them not care or say anything about it. That's probably how had she managed to forget about the dinner. Being around Maya, even just thinking about her, caused Emily's brain to not work right.

"Oh," was all Emily could manage once she discovered the power to speak again. She wasn't worried about having to tell Maya they'd have to go out another time, just bummed. Hanna didn't seem to pick up on the tone as she stacked various items on one of the pizza boxes and gestured towards the living room.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone."

She trailed behind Hanna and hung her head slightly once they got to the living room and everyone turned their eyes towards her. "OK, so this is my cousin, Brittany, and her girlfriend, Santana," Hanna said, gesturing towards the pair sharing the same seat. Brittany smiled and waved, Santana jutted out her chin in recognition.

"And, this is my cousin Rachel," Spencer jumped in, pointing to the girl sitting next to her on the couch.

"It's nice to finally meet you guys," Emily replied as she took a seat on the floor by the living room table with Hanna sitting next to her.

"Oh," Rachel exclaimed from her seat, causing the other girls to jump. Emily, who couldn't help looking over at the couple on the chair, noticed that Santana rolled her eyes. "'Finally meet me?' So, Spencer must have told you all about my various awards and accomplishments. It's pretty impressive considering I'm still so young. I mean, I have been working hard at perfecting my many, many talents-"

"She probably meant that they told her their family was coming in to town this weekend," Santana cut in. "The only person that talks about you is you, Berry."

"So, what are you gonna wear for the dinner tomorrow?" Hanna asked after a moment of uncomfortable silence. The question was direct towards her cousin, but Rachel took it upon herself to answer. If Santana's comment bothered the shorter girl, she didn't show as she went into detail about her dress.

Emily couldn't help but notice a silent exchange that was going on between Brittany and Santana as Rachel continued talking. Brittany, who had been leaning on Santana, sat back in her chair and looked over at Rachel. Santana shivered slightly at the lack of contact, looking down at the blonde with a softer expression on her face. She reached over and covered the blonde's hand with her own. Brittany looked back up at Santana for a few moments before leaning forward and resuming the position she was in, then Santana smiled and focused, as best as she could physically, on what Rachel was saying.

She became painfully aware that she just witnessed a silent exchange between the two, and she's never been more envious of anything in her entire life. Emily never had that kind of relationship with anyone, not even Ali, and she wanted that. Not only did she want it, but she wanted it with Maya. It was then that Hanna leaned over and nudged Emily with her body and gave her a look, something that told her to quit staring.

However, she took it as being wrong. Emily did have someone who could kind of read her mind. Hanna had become a really good friend, better than when they were all close when Ali was alive, and it was because she didn't care what she was or who she was with. Emily wanted nothing more than to be able to go out with Maya tomorrow, even though it seemed impossible at the moment.

"So…enough of this 'what are we wearing' crap," Santana announced suddenly, interrupting Rachel again and still not showing any signs of remorse. "What are we drinking here?"

"Santana," Rachel hissed.

"Best question I've heard all night," Hanna said immediately after.

Spencer's face, however, was mirroring Rachel's shocked expression. "Oh," she started, looking around the room and seeing that only her cousin was just as shocked at the question as she was. "I didn't…think…I, um…I didn't know-"

"See, Rachel, this is why I asked before we left, what there would be to drink," Santana groaned. "Do you know how much alcohol I have stashed in my room?"

"Maybe I didn't want this to turn into some kegger," Rachel fired back.

"We're six girls in a house, Berry," she returned exhaustedly. "What kind of parties have you been to?"

"I just don't think it's appropriate-"

"Spencer, do you mind if we drink?" Santana point blank asked.

"No, its fine," the girl answered, her voice slightly on edge. "I just don't have anything that my parents don't keep track of."

"That's OK," she replied as she held out her hand to Rachel. "Give me your keys."

"Excuse me?"

Santana sighed, "I need your keys so I can go to a liquor store and buy some liquor."

"How?"

"Santana has a fake ID," Brittany jumped in excitedly. Her girlfriend, however, winced and shot a glance to the blonde. Brittany looked back plainly, tilting her head to the side in what Emily guessed was confusion. She was pretty confused herself, not really knowing how everyone got sucked into the Santana and Rachel arguing about nothing important.

"My car will not be an accessory to criminal activities, Santana," Rachel lectured. "I don't care about the actual drinking, but my property will not be a part of it."

"Fine…I just need a car then," Santana spit back, throwing her hands up in the air. "And, I need one of you locals to tell me where it is." Her eyes scanned the room before landing on Emily. They stared at each other for a few second, both slowly realizing that Emily was the only one with a car. In fact, everyone else in the room staring at her.

It took her a while, but she soon understood that she was going to have to drive Santana to the liquor store.

Alone.

Or, with her girlfriend who hasn't been able to keep her hands off of the Latina, even when she was silently chastising her for yelling at Rachel.

"Oh," Emily managed to get out. "Well…why don't you take Hanna's car?"

"I got dropped off," Hanna told her quickly, smiling at how Emily squirmed at the idea of being alone in a car with Santana.

Emily swallowed, eyes still locked with Santana who asked bluntly, "You up for it or not?"

xxxxx

This was not going well at all.

The time in the car with Rachel driving and blathering on about Broadway and other stupid things, and Brittany stuck all the way in the backseat, was already a given. Then she has to go get the liquor because everyone else is too chicken shit. Then she has to go with the quiet girl that's been staring at her and Brittany since she got to the house.

Lastly, Brittany wouldn't go with her. She had said that she wanted to catch up with Hanna. Santana tried to imitate one of Brittany's best pouty faces, but the blonde wasn't having any of it. Emily was waiting by the door, Santana tried one more time to get Brittany to tag along without success, and then she gave her a lingering kiss goodbye.

When she got up, Emily averted her eyes quickly. The same way Santana had noticed all night. There were two ways she saw this going. First was this girl was just some big homophobe, but the lack of a disgusted look steered her clear from that line of thought. That left curiosity, and if there was curiosity there was a reason behind it.

Santana wasn't really one to dwell on what other people thought about her or her newly open relationship with Brittany, but if they were going to be stuck together all weekend she was going to have to do something about it.

"Why have you been staring at me and Brittany since you met us?"

Blunt honesty always worked better for her.

"Um-"

"We can skip over the part where you deny it and just tell me what's going on," Santana continued as the other girl's hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. "I mean…I'm only here for a couple of days. What do I care if you have a problem with me and Brittany-"

"I don't," Emily objected. "There's no problem. I just…"

Santana arched an eyebrow at the girl, urging her to find the words as Emily's mouth opened and closed again. She stopped, took in a deep breath and glanced over at Santana before exhaling and saying, "I've been kind of dealing with…liking girls for a while now and seeing you with Brittany…it's been nice."

For a second, Santana thought about sharing how hard it really was for her to take that leap into being open and honest about how she felt for Brittany. That second didn't last long at all, however. She folded her arms across her chest and looked Emily up and down, trying to feel out what kind of situation she must be in.

"Do you have anyone in mind?" Santana asked before an idea popped into her head. "Hanna, maybe?"

"Hanna," Emily repeated with a laugh. "No…no, she's just a really good friend. There's actually another girl, Maya-"

"Have you kissed her yet?"

"Wow, OK," Emily stammered under the assault of Santana's rapid fire questions. "Um…yeah, I did actually."

"So she likes you back," Santana pointed out. "What's the problem? Other people?"

She saw the girl's mind start to churn, it was written all over her face. She didn't really want to do this, but when she opened her mouth it all came out, "Look…I could tell the second Berry started telling me about where her cousin lived that it was a small town, just like where I come from, but rich. That means there are probably small minded assholes that are going to look at you like you're murdering someone if you even hold hands with a girl.

"I've been dealing with how I felt about Brittany for a long time. We gave into it, then played it off as a drunken thing, or used it to get with some guy, but it gets old after a while. As long as you're with the person you want to be with and they want to be with you, fuck everyone else."

"You make it sound so easy."

Santana scoffed, "It's not. It probably won't be…but if it's what you are and it's what you want who cares?"

A moment passed where Santana felt a little proud of herself for remaining this patient and being a good person, but then she realized it was taking forever to get to this liquor store. Plus, Emily still kept glancing over at her. She was less intimidated now and smiling a little.

"If you tell anyone about this conversation, I'm denying it," she said as an afterthought.

Emily's smile only grew brighter, "Deal."