When they left the gym the whole group headed back into the choir room everyone settled into the chairs and Santana pulled her chair right next to Brittany's. The whole room was full with frantic chatter, everyone talking about what just happened. Santana looked around the room and then she realized that Brittany was unusually quiet.

"You ok baby?"

"Why did you do that San, now they are going to come after you too?"

"B, no one is going to hurt me ok, we'll be fine and we'll figure it out together ok."

Brittany smiled, but the smile soon faded, "we gonna get slushied aren't we?"

"Probably."

"I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry B?"

"If I didn't love you, you wouldn't be in this situation and everything would be fine." Santana sighed heavily and turned her body so that she was facing Brittany, "B never apologize for loving me, if you didn't love me, if I didn't have you my life, my life would suck and I would be incredibly lonely. Being around you, being with you makes me happy and I treat people better and I'm less bitchy. I mean let's face it B without you I would bitch people out 24/7. You make me a better person and if I have to go through this with you so be it, cuz I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." Brittany smiled came back onto her face and she snuggled into Santana's shoulder and after a moment Santana felt someone tap her other shoulder. When she turned around Rachel Berry was standing there looking slightly apologetic for disrupting the moment.

"What Berry?"

"I thought you might like to hear our plan to help you guys out?" Santana nodded. "Come on B, lets go see what Berry cooked up." The two girls walked over to the piano where everyone had seemed to congregate. Sitting on the piano top was several packages of ponchos, a handful of whistles and sunglasses. Santana looked at the supplies and turned to Rachel, "ok Berry what gives, I'm not Macgyver, so how do all of these go together to form anything that even remotely resembles a plan?"

"Glad you asked Santana. We all promised to help protect you and let's be honest that is going to include dealing with slushies. That is where the ponchos come in. Everyone take a couple, where them from class to class, I've learned that is cut down on the amount of slushie stained laundry you have to do. The whistles will be given to you, Brittany and Kurt and when you feel as though you are in danger blow the whistle and if one of us is ear by we will come running and if we aren't well then it certainly would draw the attention of somebody nearby, hopefully a teacher."

Santana nodded the basic plan made sense and it would help them out until whoever made that list was dealt with, but there was one thing she didn't understand. "What's with the sunglasses?"

"I think they look cool. And they add some intimidation to our rag tag group."

"So basically they serve no real purpose?"

"Precisely."

"You all realize that by doing this you're going to get slushied just as much as the two of us right?"

"We know, but we're family and we stick together through the good, the bad and high school hell." Santana smiled and looked around at everyone who was stocking up on rain ponchos and were trying to look cool in their sunglasses. For a brief moment there was peace in the group, but it soon faded when Santana remembered what had happened earlier. She pulled Brittany aside and pulled out a notebook, "ok B, so you're going to move in with me right, so we have to figure out a way to get your stuff out of your house and over to mine. Why don't you write down everything that you want out of your room so that when we go over there we can grab it quickly and get out of there. Now think B, think, is there a time when both of your folks are out of the house for a couple of hours so that we can go in and get your stuff."

Brittany thought for a minute before she pulled out her day planner, "they have a dinner party with my dad's business partners tonight; they will probably be home late."

Santana rubbed her arm and smiled, "that perfect B, we'll grab some boxes from U-haul and we'll get your stuff over to my place before they come home, ok?"

"How are we going to move all that stuff by ourselves?"

"We'll manage it B, we'll just work really fast." As she stopped talking Santana realized that the room had fallen silent and when she looked up everyone was starring at her. "What?"

Everyone wanted to say something, but it was Puck who spoke up, "there is no way you're going to be able to get all her stuff to your place in a matter of hours by yourselves. You're going to need some extra man power."

Santana smirked, "You offering to help?" Mercedes spoke up, "we are all offering to help. It can be like a moving party. If we split up the work we can have her room empty in two hours flat and start moving it over to you place."

Tina interjected, "if we split up into to two groups, one groups can pack up Brittany's room and the other group can get the room at Santana's ready."

Santana had to admit it was a good idea and probably the only way they were going to be able to pull this off in the span of a few hours. She turned towards Brittany, "what do you say Britt, everyone helps out and we get your stuff over to my place by the end of the day." Brittany smiled and for the first time that day seemed truly happy. Santana turned to the group, "ok everyone, it's a moving party. Figure out who is going to which house and we are going to have to figure out how to move all this stuff, so we need to figure out who's car can fit the most crap."

Always the planner Rachel jumped in and started to feverishly write down who was in which group and whose car was going to be used and a number of other things. Santana sat back and let her take the reins while she and Brittany sat in the back of the room and simply sat there wrapped up in each other, trying to calm down from the craziness of the day. The bell rang 20 minutes later disrupting their peace. Brittany's next class was in another part of the school and Puck offered to walk her there, making Santana feel comfortable enough to go to English. By the grace of God, the rest of the day went by without incident and at the end of the school day everyone met up in the choir room. Everyone agreed on the groups and when they would meet up and where. Everyone headed home and Santana and Brittany went to Santana's house.

The drive over was quiet and when they pulled into the garage both girls sat in the car in silence until Brittany spoke up, "what do I say to your mom, how do I explain this?"

Santana grabbed hold of Brittany's hand, "you do not have to tell her anything, she knows what happened and she and I are going to help you and make this right." Brittany smiled and got out of the car, grabbing her bag in the process and followed Santana into the house. When they walked in the door Santana's mother was sitting at the dining room table with a pile of papers in front of her, but she looked up from them when the girls walked in the door. She got up from the table and kissed Santana on the top of her head, "hi mom." As her mother let go of Santana, she quickly pulled Brittany up into a big hug making it difficult for the girl to breathe. Santana tapped her mother on the shoulder, "mom, she loves you too, but she can't breathe." The older woman let the blonde go, "sorry, how did the rest of school go?"

Santana waved her mother off and signaled that she would fill her in later, "B why don't you go up to my room and change so that when the others are ready we can start moving." Brittany nodded and gave Santana a quick kiss on the check before running upstairs to her girlfriend's room. When left alone Santana turned to her mother and let a few stray tears fall before being wrapped up in her mother's arms.

"That bad?"

"Good and bad; everyone in Glee is being really chill and supportive, but it was just a really long day and now everyone knows about us so they're going to come after me now too. And I'm ok with that we can handle it together, but I just don't understand how they can do this to their own daughter."

"I don't know how they can either honey, but she is going to move in here and we will figure this whole mess out together. What is this about moving things?"

"Her parents are going to be out of the house for a few hours and the Glee club offered to help move her stuff in here, so it's going to get kind of crazy in here in about 2 hours."

"I guess that means there will be a few more for dinner? Ok, you two go get ready, I'm going to the store to grab some things for dinner and I will be back in a bit ok." Santana nodded as her mother grabbed her keys and headed out the door. Santana headed upstairs and when she walked in her room she saw that Brittany was wearing a pair of Santana's shorts and one of her tank tops. Santana walked over and wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist and kissed the base of her neck. She liked it when B left her hair down and even though the girl always looked gorgeous, Santana liked it when she wore her clothes.

"My mom left for the store, I think she is going to cook for the whole gang so when we are done with moving we can have a home cooked meal, that sound good?" Brittany shook her head and rested her hands on top of Santana's. "Good, let me change into some work clothes and we'll call everyone ok."

"Can you wear that tshirt I got you for Christmas last year?"

"B anytime I lean over in that shirt my boobs look like they are going to fall out, I'd probably end up flashing everyone." A wicked smile flashed across Brittany's face, "I know." Santana blushed slightly and dug in her closet to find the shirt that Brittany was talking about and she put it on, but not before putting on a camisole underneath. The girls made their way downstairs and went into the garage to find some boxes and tape. They both realized they were going to need more of both so Santana pulled out her phone and dialed Puck.

"What up S?"

"B and I are changed and ready so when can you guys get everything started?"

"We're working out trying to get boxes and what not and then we will be over so like, 20min. Do we come to your place first or B's?"

"Mine, we have to make sure her parents are gone before we go to her's. Call me when you guys get close." After she ended that call with Puck she dialed Quinn and Rachel answered her phone, "Berry why did you answer Quinn's phone?"

"She was in the bathroom changing clothes and I figured if it was you calling you we're probably ready for us to come over so Quinn told me to answer her phone."

"Whatever, the boys are trying to get a hold of more boxes and supplies before they head over to my place you guys should just come over whenever you finish changing. We can start getting things ready here and then we know the coast is clear at B's we can split into the teams and start moving her stuff over here."

"Sounds good we'll be over in 30. Bye Santana." Santana threw her phone onto the table and sat down next to Brittany. After a moment of silence Brittany looked over at Santana, "should I be sad?"

"Sad about what babe?"

"Most people when they move, they get sad right? Well, I'm moving out of my home and I'm not sad."

"B, you got kicked out of your house, it's different and besides your probably not sad because you get to move in with me and that makes you feel happy, right?"

Brittany nodded, "Good, I like it when you're happy, now let's go make sure the room is ready for everyone to work in ok, the last time anyone was in there it had a bunch of random things in it and it could probably stand to be aired out a bit." They both headed up stairs and tried sorting through the room; they opened the windows and started moving the contents of the room around. They were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Santana went down stairs and opened the door to Puck, Quinn and Rachel.

"You guys are early, did you all figure out who's car could hold the most stuff?"

Puck rubbed the back of his neck, "sort of, the whole car thing sort of fell through."

"What, what the hell do you mean it fell through, how do you suggest we move all this crap?"

Punk shrugged, "I don't know I was thinking we could use that." As he said it Santana stepped outside the door and saw a uhaul truck pull up in front of her house will Finn and Mike in the cab. She looked to Puck who simply said, "I figured this would get the job down faster."

Santana didn't know what to say so she gave Puck a kiss on the top of his head, "thank you."