So.. I'm trying to decide if I want to just do short updates for this story, because writing a lot for this story is something that I can't imagine doing unless its a really important part. But if I do do the short updates I'm going to make sure they are every other day. Decisions Decisions.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, I don't even own the ship Defender.

An Intruder to the Heart Part 1

Nursing Puck from a horrible hangover was not one of the most favorable moments of Santana's day, week, month, year... Life in general.

But she wasn't going to let his constant complaining get to her, no matter how much he thrashed about on her bed, whining and telling her to turn off the lights, though there was only one on and it was the small light above her kitchen sink. He was lucky she had let him crash there, even if his room wasn't far. But the only reason he wasn't dead yet because of his complaints, was that Santana was far too distracted to notice.
Her mind was drifting far elsewhere, it was drifting back to the blonde dancer that she had met in the club.

Brittany.

She was a goddess in Santana's eyes. Which even the young Colonel thought was a bit absurd even though she had only just met her the night before(a few hours ago) and didn't even share a real conversation. The only thing the Latina did know, was that she was going to be dreaming of one thing for the nights to come, and that one thing was going to be a certain Leggy Blonde who had amazingly captured her attention. She was going to remember the feeling of the tall stranger pressed into her personal space, the way her hands felt so right whenever they hooked themselves onto the taller girls waist and pulled them closer, if it had even been possible. She was definitely never going to forget those eyes, they were just a normal blue, but to Santana she felt like they could hold a million galaxies.

Santana only wanted one thing.

And that was to see the beautiful stranger that she referred to as the LeggyBlonde. Even if she did know the girls name was Brittany, that nickname of hers, just fit her description so perfectly.

Quinn and Brittany stumbled into the apartment much later than expected.
Quinn had decided that instead of going straight back to the apartment, that she would make Brittany go on a four mile chase after her, adventuring them through malls, bakery shops and at one point, a feral creature exhibit, which Brittany wasn't exactly thrilled about when she followed Quinn into an area that didn't have a sign saying that the animals roamed free in said area.

She felt she had every right to scream and tackle Quinn to the ground when something started to slither up her leg and had almost made its way into her skirt. It took an extra 15 minutes to get home after the chase was done, only because Quinn really wanted to break into a bank, stating that even though it was impossible to do because of the greatness of technology. Brittany had to force the short Blonde away from the doors that supposedly led them to a much richer and better future. Only Brittany saw it as her friend being to drunk to even think reasonably or understand what was going on around her.

After arriving at their apartment, Brittany didn't even care when Quinn slumped on the ground next to the door and started to snore. She was glad to rid of the drunk when she headed to her room, but paused when she noticed that Kurt's door was still open, and he was usually the one who got back from clubbing before the two Blonde's.

She stalked into her new room and dropped down onto the new bed with a soft thump. Brittany was overjoyed when she had heard that the Apartments they were staying at were going to be upgraded and that if each roommate paid just a small amount of money, literally it wasn't much, that they would all get their own rooms, and the apartment would be slightly enlarged.

Brittany drifted off to sleep, at first it was peaceful... And then she forgot everything, even the brown eyes that were helping her stay in such a calm slumber.

"WARNING! WARNING! FILES BEING ACCESSED! WARNING! INTRUDER! WARNING!"

"No, dammit no!" Santana groaned from her spot on her couch, where she had fallen asleep after getting Puck to drink some water that she may or may not have tampered with.

"Santana, get it to shut up!" Puck whined from his spot on her bed and curled himself into her blankets.

"What the hell is going on." Santana reached for her PalmPad that was lying on the glass table by her couch, the screen was flashing red and white and after having Santana tapping it several times, it finally typed out words that horrified the young Colonel.

Terra Destruction files being accessed from unknown location.

Information about Leader Terra being retrieved, Corruption Data Files being backed up.

To lock information type in password. To Lock system and shut down.. Type in Password and prove identification.

"I don't understand," Santana typed in her password and did the only thing she could think of that would prove her identification; she pressed her hand fully against the screen of the PalmPad and felt the sensors scanning her hand before typing more words out onto the screen.

System shutting down. Intruder not detected.

"Damn," Santana knew this wasn't good, and she also knew from that gut feeling that, something was the intruder. A Human Pod.

Brittany woke with a violent spasm, her whole body seemed to burn with sparks; she felt like it was being rejected and she felt like part of her was being kicked out of something rather important.

The first thing she noticed was that she was no longer laying on her bed, she didn't even seem to be in her apartment at all. Instead she found herself lying on the cold ground just outside of the closed doors of GameForever Arcade.

"But, I don't sleep walk." Brittany muttered as she stood from the cold tile.

She walked over to a bench that faced right where the Leader of the Ships were located.

I wonder if she's up there.. Brittany's eyes stopped on the same window that she was sure someone had been looking at her out of just a few days before.. And strangely felt as though the presence was still there.

"I'll just leave it to the Command Center to take care of this." Santana mumbled after turning off the PalmPad and laying back down on the couch, though sleep was something that she knew wouldn't visit again for quite some time.

Who is it this time, and why of all things, my Mother, and Data about Corruption, what the hell is that dork department doing now. Santana sat up and walked over to her elevator. If she wasn't going to be getting any sleep, she could at least get some "exercise"; which meant she was going to walk in circles in the empty area down below her room.

Her ride down to the main level was short as always, and Santana was ready to start pacing and get lost in her own thoughts when she saw a Blonde sitting at a bench not far away.

A little late for someone to still be out here... But why does she look so familiar.. Santana inched closer, the Blonde seemed to be looking upwards focusing on the stars that surrounded the center. Santana didn't know who it was, until she looked down at the Blonde's legs. She may have only really seen them once or twice now.. But she felt like a true expert when it came to those Legs..

"Hey." Santana called out before she could even think of walking away or doing anything else.

Brittany was broken from her thoughts of how she had ended up where she was when she heard a voice seep its way through into her thoughts and break her concentration. Who had just said that. She looked down from her gaze up at the night sky.

"Hi," was all the Leggy Blonde said in return, her voice held no emotion, whereas in her head she was dancing and jumping at the sight of the beautiful Latina from just earlier, forgetting all about how she was trying to figure out how she had gotten out there.

This Chapter was supposed to be SOOOOOOOO MUCH longer! But ya know, when your computer feels like being retarded and not save what you're typing and shut down, well it just plain sucks! and irritates me, I've got two more chapters of this written down, and instead of updating my other stories, I'm going to focus on updating this story with a longer chapter within the end of the week.

Sorry for the wait, I'm a lazy teenager, who loves video games and Glee; they conflict with each other.