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Brittany woke up to an alarm at eight in the morning. She quickly turned it off, not wanting to wake up Santana. The noise caused Santana to stir but not wake up. Brittany looked down to see a sleeping Santana with her head nestled in the crook of Brittany's neck and her arm sleepily drooped across Brittany's middle. The angel could have lied there forever. She wondered why Santana had her alarm set for eight AM on a Saturday but she knew there must have been some reason so she decided to wake the sleeping Latina. She shook Santana softly with her hand that was not trapped under the sleeping woman.

"Sanny wake up." She whispered.

"No." Groaned Santana.

"You have to, you set an alarm. Its eight o'clock."

Then Brittany remembered what Santana had to do this morning.

"I think you have plans to meet Quinn at Starbucks."

"But I want to stay here with you. I don't ever want to get up."

Santana squeezed the blonde tighter and moved impossibly closer to the angel. Brittany smiled, Santana came across as such a hard ass to the rest of the world, but Brittany knew she was really just a softie. At the back of her mind she was worried about Santana's growing attachment to her and visa versa, but she didn't want to think too deeply about it now, it hurt her head.

Despite Santana's words she eventually start to get up.

"Do you watch me all day?" Santana asked now standing across the room from Brittany .

"Most of the day, until I leave to go to sleep." Brittany replied, unsure of what Santana was getting at.

"So do you watch me get dressed or when I'm in the shower?"

Brittany blushed and quickly answered.

"No! I'm an angel not a pervert."

Santana smiled coyly and said as she sauntered off, "I guess I'll get changed in the bathroom then."

Brittany didn't think she had ever been so attracted to anyone in her 73 years of life, she was left sitting on the bed with her mouth wide open.

"So where do you live anyway? Is there like a special place in the sky where all the angels hangout?" Santana called out from the bathroom.

"Yeah, something like that." Brittany replied with a smirk on her face.

When Santana was changed and ready to meet Quinn, Brittany remembered that she had to set some rules.

"San can we talk for a second?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"Well, obviously I am not the only angel out there."

"Yes, and?" Santana asked, not sure of Brittany's point.

"I see a lot of angels everyday following their people and they see me. So if they see you interacting with me I will get in a whole lot of trouble."

Santana nodded but Brittany could tell she still didn't fully understand.

"So what I am saying is that during the day, when there are people around, you can't look at me or talk to me so that no one knows you can see me. I will try my best to keep out of your sight so there will be no slip ups but I just want you to have it in your head because this is life or death for me… um, metaphorically speaking of course."

Santana frowned but said, "Right okay so no looking or talking got it. Is there anything else I should know?"

Brittany thought for a moment.

"Well please don't mention me to anyone, even your closest friends."

"Crap I already texted Quinn and told her all about you while I was in the bathroom."

Brittany's eyes bugged and she started to hyperventilate.

"Relax Britt-Britt I would never do that to you."

"God you scared me." Brittany said as she lightly slapped Santana's shoulder.

"Shall we?" Santana asked.

"We shall." Brittany retorted.

When they were in the elevator a man walked in and stepped right through Brittany. Santana gasped and then proceeded to laugh hysterically. The man gave her a look.

"Are you alright miss?"

"Oh yeah I'm fine sorry I just remembered a um joke my friend told me the other day… sorry."

The man got out at the lobby and the girls continued on to the parking levels.

"I'm so sorry Britt, I just wasn't expecting that to happen."

Brittany looked terrified.

"He had an angel."

"Shit Brittany did the angel notice? Are you okay? Shit, shit, shit I'm so sorry."

"No I think everything was okay he didn't seem to notice. But I'll know for sure when I go back up there."

"I'm so sorry Brittany, I'll be better I promise."

Santana looked expectantly into the blue eyes across from her.

"I know you will, everything is okay." Brittany said with a warm smile. "But from this moment on you cannot talk to me at all okay? Not even in the car, you never know who is watching."

The elevator opened and Santana shot a quick but meaningful look at Brittany, letting her know that she would follow through.


While Quinn and Santana had their coffee, Brittany waited outside the Starbucks with Quinn's new angel Rachel.

"So Rach, why does Quinn need you now?" Brittany asked.

"Well she just lost her job and the whole thing with Santana just really set her over the edge. I'm so happy to be able to guard her, I have been so anxious to stop my training and finally be given a charge. And I couldn't have asked for a better one than Quinn, she is amazing, really inspiring. Did you know she was in a wheelchair in high school? What a fighter!"

Rachel had just become and angel about a year ago and Brittany could tell she was really nervous. Brittany remembered her first charge; she was hit by a car one second and the she was thrusted into this new job of protecting people she didn't know. It was overwhelming and frightening and she made so many beginners mistakes, but in the end she got really good at her job and she knew Rachel would be too. Rachel was 29 when she died, she was doing some trick in the show Wicked where she was suspended in the air and her cables broke. Brittany had helped her a lot through her training since her charge was going to be Quinn, and Quinn and Santana spend so much time together. Rachel was really talkative and over dramatic, but Brittany enjoyed having company.

"Do you want to go hear what they are saying?" Rachel asked curiously.

"Why not?" Brittany replied.

"So Quinn how is your dating life since that train wreck with Puckerman?" Santana asked.

"Well right now I am keeping my options open but I am currently seeing Sam Evans as a casual thing. You remember him right? I brought him to that charity gala Sugar Motta held the other weekend."

"Oh right that bleach blonde with the trouty mouth." Santana sneered.

"Hey he was hot! And damn what a body."

"Meh, I guess he's just not my type." Santana joked.

"Well to be fair San, anyone with a penis is not your type." Quinn fired back.

"Speaking of your love life Santana, how is your lady loving going?"

Brittany listened in closely. From watching Santana she knew that the Latina was single, but that didn't mean she wasn't interested in anyone and Brittany wanted to know more.

"I'm single right now but there is this one girl I can't get out of my mind. But it's impossible; she is way out of my league. She is pretty much perfect in every way."

Brittany was frowning and it did not go unnoticed by Rachel, but Rachel just smiled and tucked it in the back of her mind.

"Well… details missy! What does this girl look like? Do I know her? What's her name?"

"She is beautiful, blonde, tall, and has the most amazing eyes. You don't know her, and I can't tell you her name because I don't think it will ever work out."

Brittany swore she saw Santana wink at her super quickly before returning her attention to Quinn. She turned to Rachel to see if the angel next to her had seen the encounter and it looked like she didn't so Brittany exhaled. She didn't want to assume Santana was talking about her but it sure sounded like it, and despite the horrible things that could come from this, Brittany couldn't help but feel giddy inside.

When Santana got back to her apartment Brittany was nowhere to be found.

"Britt where are you?" She called out.

"Right behind you." Brittany whispered after she shimmered in inches away from the unsuspecting brunette.

"Holy shit Brittany you scared me."

Santana turned and met Brittany's gaze. Their eyes locked for a minute before Brittany spoke.

"I have a question for you."

"And that would be?" Santana responded without breaking eye contact.

"When you were talking to Quinn earlier-"

"Yes, I was talking about you." Santana cut her off.

Santana parted her lips slowly and inched closer to the blonde, still not breaking their eye contact.

"You know I could get in a lot of trouble for this." Brittany said in a last pitiful attempt at stopping what was about to happen.

"So you keep telling me." Santana replied as she leaned in and kissed her angel's lips.