Disclaimer: I own nothing but my twist to this story. I don't own Glee or its characters. If I did, all we'd get was Brittana.

It was far too quiet. No birds, no sounds from nature. Nothing. It was dead silent. She started to feel scared and hurried towards home. As she closed in on the house, she noticed nothing at first, but then right by the barn, she saw something on the ground. A body. A human body. A darkhaired, latina looking body. Maria. Brittany froze for a few seconds before rushing towards the barn and Maria as her tears started falling. As she got closer, she could start to smell blood. The thick, heavy scent filled the air and as she got closer she saw that Maria's body was more or less shred to pieces. It looked like the work of a bear. A big bear, a grizzly bear perhaps. Though she had heard no news about such a bear in these parts before. She knew that Maria was beyond help. She was already dead and gone. Brittany knelt down by the body, but there was nothing that could really be done. She cried heavier, her sobs echoed through the homestead. She glanced inside the barn and she saw their cow was dead too. This could not be happening. First they loose their home because of Maria and Brittany's relationship, and then she loose Maria herself.

It got darker and she knew Sam would be home soon, but she needed him right now and something needed to be done with Maria. She couldn't lay there, Brittany knew the blood would attract the animals around the homestead, and maybe more bears and even wolves or mountain lions would come and she couldn't let that happen. She got to her feet and started running towards town. She met Sam halfway and just fell into his arms, crying so hard she could hardly breathe.

'Brittany?' Sam questioned confused but hurriedly wrapped his arms around her body in comfort and supporting her body to stay upright. 'Britt, what's happened?' he tried asking, but Brittany just cried harder and was beginning to choke on her own tears. 'Sssh, it's gonna be okay Britt' Sam tried comforting her, as he soothingly rubbed his arms up and down her back, while occasionally pressing a kiss to her tearstained cheeks.
'We .. we need to bury her, before they get to her' Brittany managed to choke out between sobs.
'Bury? Bury who?' Sam asked, not knowing what was going on but was getting a really worrying feeling, considering Brittany's cries.
'M-Maria' she managed to choke out.

Two months later

Brittany was once again out in the wilderness, walking and thinking. She was still mourning the death of Maria, her love. She missed her, she missed her touch, her scent, the feel of her lips as they kissed. The way she woke up next to her every morning, either spooning her from behind or being spooned from behind, arms wrapped around her waist protectively. The way they made love almost every night. Even the way they fought she missed, because they would hardly ever fight and if they did they made up pretty fast, either with a hug, a kiss or making love. Sam was hardly ever there anymore, as he had started seeing Kitty, the working girl, and if he was there, it was usually only for breakfast, supper and to sleep in the barn.

Brittany sat down by a creek in the woods, where she usually went to think and to watch nature happen around her. She quickly made friends with some rabbits, and deers as well some racoons although she was very careful with those as she's heard about rabies was common among racoons. She also made friends with some birds. At one point she also had an encounter with a female, white wolf. The encounter lasted only for a minute, but Brittany sat still watching the wolf as she watched her before walking towards the creek, drinking a little before taking off.

As she sat by the creek, a noise was heard. A whining noise. It sounded like an animal that was trapped or hurt. She stood up to go search for whatever it was. Suddenly, there was the white wolf she had seen at an earlier time. The wolf stood absolutely still, watching her, before she ran away, limping. The whining was still there though and Brittany wondered if the wolf had somehow been interrupted in her feeding and left its prey to die alone and in pain.

She went behind some shrubs and on the ground she saw a baby wolf. A pup. It looked like it was pretty much newborn, and if left it would become prey to other predators around here.

Brittany carefully looked around, but no wolf or other animals were in sight, nor could she hear anything. She carefully picked the pup up, cradling it in her arms as she tried to give it warmth and then she went home to feed it some warm milk.

The next few months were about the solid black wolf pup. She took care of it, made sure it was healthy and as it grew, so did Brittany's yearning to get back out in the wild again. The pup, that Brittany saw was male, followed her where ever she went. It really only allowed Brittany to pet it and take care of it. It tolerated Sam, and allowed him to feed it, and occasionally it also accepted a pet on the head from Sam, but that was about it.

Sam kept his distance from the wolf. He knew Brittany had a way with animals, but this was a wolf after all and really belonged in the wild but there was something about this wolf. He behaved more like a dog, especially around Brittany. He hated being tied up though so Brittany never even put a collar on him.

Brittany and the wolf moved around the wild, and sometimes ventured into town where people were alarmed first but soon learned that the black wolf was not to be feared, especially if Brittany was around.

Brittany grew to love Pup. She still called him that as she hadn't named him. He was a wild animal, and should he want to return to the wild he was always free to do so. That was why she never named him. She only called him 'Pup' or 'Wolf'. That was it. She was never afraid or lonely when Pup was around. He was her company and fearless protector and would do literally anything to keep her safe. Sam was never afraid to leave Brittany alone while he had to work or when he spent time with Kitty, if the wolf was there.

9 months later

Brittany was walking in the woods as she usually did, Wolf was with her. Now that he was almost an adult, she decided to quit calling him Pup and just go with Wolf. He followed her blindly like a shadow, a fearless protector.

Brittany was nowadays friends with the local native American tribe that lived around these parts, the so called Shawnee tribe. Her and Wolf was a regular sight to behold in the indian village. Sam was a bit scared for her being there but he trusted Wolf to protect her, and he had no bad experiences with the indians himself, but he had heard so many stories and with the soldiers around these parts hunting down indians that misbehaved, he was scared that his sister would somehow wound up in the middle of a gunfight or something.

The Shawnee tribe had accepted her as one of their own, and had taught her everything she needed to know about how to survive in the wilderness. How to hunt, track, skin and find water. She was a fast learner and had quickly befriended the tribe. They were all fond of the blonde, white woman with the black wolf.

One day she was out walking in the woods with an indian girl she had befriended, wolf walked by her side like always.
The indian girl, named Snow Song, was about the same age as Brittany was and the two girls got to know each other quickly, teaching each other about the ways of the red and white man, and even each other's languages. After getting to know each other during the past months, Brittany had found the courage to tell Snow Song about Maria and the true nature of their relationship. The indian girl just listened, nodded in the proper places.
'Maria was my everything. I loved her so much and I miss her like crazy' Brittany ended her story, tears forming in her eyes. 'You're not saying much about it. Is it weird that I love another girl like that?' she asks after a few moments of silence.

The indian girl just smiled and shook her head.

'No, not at all. You are what we in the indian nation call a Two-Spirit. You love someone of the same gender as you, to us that is not wrong. To us that is what happens when two people love each other. We regard them highly in the tribe.'
The girl continued to smile as she explained, and Brittany listened intently with wide eyes as the explanation went on.

Snow Song and Brittany walked the trails through the forests, day in and day out, talking about everything and anything. The girls laughed together and cried together. They very rarely had a fight or argument over anything, and if Sam didn't know any better he would think that Snow Song had started taking Maria's place when it came to loving Brittany as more than a friend or a family member.
He knew though that the girls were merely very good friends and 'sisters' in spirit. Sam had been spending more and more time with Kitty, and found himself falling for her completely.

One day when Sam was about to go visit Kitty at her home, he came across a blonde woman. A blonde woman that wasn't his sister, or Kitty. This blonde was pretty, not like his sister or Kitty weren't pretty because they were, very pretty. Beautiful even. But this blond was something else. She was beautiful too but she brought with her an air of refinement or regality with her. She was Kitty's older sister, and her name was Quinn. The two sisters were quite different, but yet the same. They were both blonde and beautiful, but where Kitty was direct and sometimes plain mean, Quinn was more laidback and sometimes more subtle than her sister could ever be.

Sam and Quinn greeted each other as Kitty introduced them to each other, explaining to Sam that Quinn was living with her at the moment. Her husband had been killed in a hunting accident, and now she was here to get away from the memories and people back where they had been living.

Sam thought that maybe Brittany and Quinn could become friends, and made a mental note on introducing them to each other. Brittany had always had a way of making people feel better about themselves. She put them before herself most of the time, making them feel special. Maybe she could help Quinn get over the memories of her late husband, or at least feel better about it. He could tell Quinn was still upset and sad about it even though it had been some months since it happened, and he just knew Brittany would be able to help.

A few weeks later he had invited Kitty and Quinn over to the homestead. He wanted Brittany and Quinn to become friends so Brittany wouldn't be alone with only the wolf and the indians. She needed some other friends as well, and Quinn needed someone to confide in that wasn't her sister. Sometimes a stranger was more welcome to talk to than a friend or a loved one, or a family member.

The dinner went great, and Quinn was starting to talk a little bit more. Brittany was a great listener and soon Quinn was talking pretty much non-stop to her and to Kitty and Sam. Kitty just stared wide-eyed at her sister and Brittany. She didn't know this about Brittany, that she could make anyone open up like that, least of all Quinn. She knew she was a great friend and listener, Kitty herself had opened up to her more than once about her life and work and feelings, and about Sam. But Quinn was Quinn, she was quiet and usually bottled everything up until it exploded in someone's face.

As the evening went on, Quinn got even more talkative. Sam and Kitty went outside to chat for a bit before she would leave for home together with Quinn.

Quinn and Brittany stayed inside, and continued talking. Brittany listened intently to what Quinn was saying, making her feel special and important. Never once did Quinn feel minimized or unimportant. She was amazed by this blonde woman that listened to her. She wasn't used to that.

Brittany sometimes, approprietly, gently touched Quinn's hand or forearm with her hand when Quinn would get a little emotional and immediately she felt a little bit better as the tingly sensation in her hand or arm would increase with every second Brittany's hand was on it. As soon as she removed her hand, it was gone again. What was this?

'How'd it happen?' Brittany asked gently, not wanting to impose too much, but Quinn had been opening up to her for the past few hours and she wanted to be a good friend to her. She liked Quinn, alot actually. Her hand felt all tingly when she had it on Quinn's hand or arm, and as soon as she removed it, the sensation was gone.

'He was out hunting with some friends' Quinn said, feeling her eyes starting to well up again. She swallowed hard a few times, willing herself not to cry in front of Brittany. 'He was alone at some point, and during that short amount of time, he was attacked by a bear. His friends heard shots ring out but by the time they got to him, the bear had killed him and ... torn him to pieces.' The last part was incredibly hard for her to say and tears started flowing again as they had been for the past months since it happened.

Brittany immediately stood up and wrapped her arms around Quinn, pulling her closer to try and comfort and soothe her by running her hand up and down her back.

After a few minutes, Quinn started to calm down but Brittany didn't unwrap herself from her. She continued to soothingly run her hand up and down Quinn's back.

Quinn didn't say anything. She was basking in the comfort Brittany so easily gave. She barely knew the woman, and yet here they were.

Brittany slowly unwrapped her arms and sat down again in her seat, unsure of what to say next. She didn't want to scare Quinn off. She hoped she hadn't.

'I'm so sorry you had to loose him like that' Brittany stated in a soft voice.

'Thank you' Quinn replied, equally soft. She started feeling a little confused about Brittany.

'Okay girls' Sam entered the house with Kitty. 'I'm going to walk these lovely ladies home, I'll be back soon. Okay Britt?' He turned to his sister.

Brittany nodded and rose to her feet. Quinn rose too and together with Sam and Kitty she put on her coat to walk home. It wasn't that long of a walk.

'Protect her Wolf' Sam told the black male wolf that had been laying by the fire all night. The wolf rose its head to look at Sam but then lowered it again while grunting quietly. Sam took that as a yes.

A/N Sorry if this is again too jumpy in time. I hope you like it anyway. Please leave me a review if you find the time.