A/N: I know it toke a long time but I had no idea what so ever where this story was going. And my notes I had made were all confusing. So I had to straighten myself out. I know I had said Britt's Dad would be in this chapter but I lied he is not. I also wanted to ask what the people would think if I added Rachel into this story. I really love Santana and her as best friends. Give me your feedback. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything involving Glee.

"What?" I grit out when we walk from the safety of the abandon house and into the chilly air. I don't know why I was angry with Puck. I felt like he interrupted something, a something which I just couldn't put my finger on. Nevertheless I was still angry.

Finn stepped up from around the corner of the house carrying two plastic bags. "We saw Senator Pierce."

"What?" I choked out completely caught of guard. I wasn't expecting them to tell me that.

"We saw him on TV, while we were at the store." Puck said rolling his eyes at Finn dramatics.

"What the fuck! Why did you say it so vague like that! It made me think you like saw him in person while you guys were out." I calmed some, I swear I was about to have a heart attack. They both stared at me while I toke heavy breaths. "Well what did he say?"

"Oh right, he was saying that he wanted his daughter back and he would pay anything for her, which is a good thing. Well good for us." Puck said running his hand through his squirrel seeming slightly anxious. "You know the usual. " He finished shrugging.

The guilt I had felt came crashing down once again. I felt a mix of emotions just knowing that Brittany's father had noticed that she was gone and was making a public announcement in search for her. I suddenly felt faint. Puck must have noticed because he arrived suddenly next to me slinging his arm over my shoulder. I buried my face into his side, trying to seek comfort from him somehow.

Shame rolled in my head like huge tidal waves, washing every emotion I had away only leaving guilt in its wake. Brittany's family was probably going mad looking for her. Not knowing where to look, who might have taken her? She could have possibly been lying face down in a ditch for all they knew.

"What have I done?" I mumbled in Puck's shirt. I should have said what my mother had done. If it wasn't for her, we wouldn't have been so poor and actually stoop as low as kidnapping someone's child. But I was really the one to blame not my mother. I went along with the scheme, she didn't.

Puck put both hands on my shoulders and pulled me off his body, forcibly standing me up straight. He stooped down to my height to look me directly in the eyes.

"San, you have done nothing wrong, if anything the fault lies on me and Finn. We came up with this crazy idea; you only went along because of your dad. Don't think too much about it, me and Finn will do that for you. You just have to stand alongside us, Ok?"

I searched Puck's eyes to confirm that what he had said was genuine; I couldn't find any traces of a lie anywhere. I resigned with just a nod. It satisfied Puck because patted me on the shoulder for good measure before releasing me but standing close for reassurance.

"Good, now that your time of the month drama are set aside. What do we do?" Finn said snarky tone.

I wasn't in the mood after hearing that Senator Pierce had begun searching for his daughter so I didn't throw a sarcastic comment back at him. "I guess we can call to make the ransom." I said but it sounded more of a question than a statement.

"I don't think we should call immediately. We literally just saw the news story. If we wait it out, they will fork over any amount of money we want, we just got to make them sweat a little." Finn says setting the bags up to lean against the house to pull a cigarette out of his pocket. I stepped back a little; I hated the smell of cigarette smoke.

Puck and I mulled of his words for a moment, I spoke first. "Your right." Finn's arm stopped mid-way to his mouth to take another drag from his cigarette.

Puck stared at me wide-eyed. "What?"

"I am?" Finn said astonished that I actually agree for once instead of coming up with a rebuttal.

"Yes, you are. We can't call as soon as possible, we will look desperate."

"Yeah I am right." Finn said with much more confidence. "We could make the call in a day or so. We don't want to make them sweat too much or they might get too desperate and come looking, if they're not looking already."

"Ok it sounds like a plan. Now, what is in those bags?" I asked what I have wondered since I had seen them.

"That's the food we bought." Puck said walking over to grab the bags then bringing them back to me to show me its contents. I furiously yanked out the bag of chips and a 12 pack of beer that were inside.

"Did you seriously buy cans beer and a bag of chips for us to eat?" Even though I did get to talk to Brittany for a few seconds, I knew I should have gone shopping instead of those oafs.

"What else were we supposed to buy?" Finn said crossly stumping out his cigarette with balled fist.

"Oh I don't know, maybe stuff we can actually survive on. Water perhaps, stuff to make sandwiches or something, anything but fucking beer and chips!" I say throwing the bag of chips a Finn's feet and tossing the beer aside causing a couple to burst upon impact.

"What does it matter you still can fucking eat it." Finn said closer to me now on standing in defense.

"If you would use your brain for once you would know that not four people could survive off a bag of chips!" I said standing toe to toe with Finn now, so close I could smell the nicotine from the cigarette.

"Bring it down a few levels guys." Puck said trying his best to defuse the situation, looking nervously from side to side to make sure no one heard or saw us.

"Brittany can starve for all I care! We are not her care takers; she is just our way out of this shit hole!"

"Brittany will not starve as long I am here and for now we are her caretakers since we kidnapped her dickhead." Shoving him backwards with as much force I could muster. It was enough to make him Finn fell flat on his ass, shaking up dust around him.

Finn got back up as quick as he could, being that lump that he was, and tried to rush back at me but
Puck incepted him. Puck quickly forced Finn into a head lock. Finn struggled disobediently trying to escape his grasp but it was no use. Puck was stronger than him. "Don't even think about touching her, dude."

Puck lessened his hard grip to release Finn, who leaped away from Puck before staring me down like he would try something. Finn was the one to break eye contact first. "Whatever." He said then walking off kicking the dry dirt.

Puck sucked in a breath. "That was a close one. I thought he was going to hit you go a second. If it was for these guns," Puck said flexing along with kissing his biceps. "You would have gotten pummeled."

"Yeah I'm sure." I spoke with amusement.

"That's a funny way of saying thank you." Puck said before poking me in my cheeks. I swatted him away but he came back full force poking me in all the places he could reach.

"Stop!" I whined through my fit of giggles poking him back roughly, soon becoming the more dominant poker. (Wanky)

"Ow ow, ok ok, truce! No more I can't take it." Puck pouted shoving me off.

"Wimp."

"Whatever." Puck flashed a wolfish grin at me. "I think it's safe to say that you are on Brittany watch for tonight." Unwillingly a cluster of butterflies grew in my stomach upon hearing this. I would be alone with Brittany again. For the entire night. I didn't knowing if I wanted to runaround in the street with my arms flailing or go hide under a couch and stay there till I rot. I always felt conflicted when it came to Brittany. Crazy thing was I literally only known her for a day.

"Alright. Tell Beth I said hi." I said weakly, the butterflies still taking over my thought pattern.

"Sure thing." Puck waved before bending down to scoop up the chips and the beer that had survived. "You ruined some good cans of beer." He wagged his finger in my direction, I just smiled mischievously.

Puck didn't even make it into the street before I shouted. "Puck!"

"Yeah?" He turned back towards me showing off his a mouth full of chips.

" Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Brittanay's Pov

I didn't know what to think as I sat there waiting for one, or all, of my kidnappers to come back. The silenced that grace the room had finally allowed me to think. For one I was terrified about what my kidnappers were discussing. Secondly there is the fact of the weird moment thing (I don't really know how else to explain it) that I just had with that women.

I'll probably think about that later though.

I had to at least try to find my way out of this place. I know my father was looking for me from now on most likely offering some absurd amount of money. I wouldn't let these miserable people swindle any money from my father just because I was too helpless. I had to come up with some type of plan.

Formulating a plan of escape would have to hold off because the door across the room swiftly opened. I could hear the footsteps of someone walking but since I was wearing a blind fold, I had no clue which kidnapper had entered. I prayed it wasn't the one I spat on. He didn't seem very kind.

Nothing like the woman had been.

I decided to speak first since it was clear he or she would not. "I have to pee." I said who could blame me? I have sat in the house for god knows how long. What could I do I was human.

"Right."

I felt relieved to know it was the women who came back into the room. I didn't know if I could take spending an entire night with the dopey or grumpy. I might have had to kill myself before my kidnappers even got the chance to get whatever they wanted from out of me.

"Hold on a sec." The woman added. I heard her leave the room once more but it wasn't long before she came back. "Lucky for you and me, if you haven't guess that were the only two girls here, one of the others stocked the bathroom with tissue." I guess that was pretty lucky because I was for holding it any longer.

"So are you going to untie me? I can't walk to the bathroom tied up." This could be the perfect chance for me to escape. But I began to think better of it. Since I couldn't see there was no telling if she was holding a weapon or not. I think I would have a good chance over powering her, knowing that she was definitely shorter than me and had a small lean figure. Not that I noticed much about her body.

When the woman stepped closer to me, I had made my decision to not overpower her. I could feel her presence now behind me. She crouched and began to untie my legs. "Don't try anything stupid." She said giving me a warning. I didn't know if she had said it to just frighten me or if she was serious.

She then began to untie my hands; after she was done I felt warm hands on my biceps as she lifted me out of the chair.

"Do you mind if a stretch? I have been sitting in a chair for the past hours." I asked, with all my joints feeling stiff.

She hesitated before answering me, probably thinking I would try something. "Sure. But remember if you try anything….." She trailed off. I began to feel it was an empty threat but I wasn't taking any chances.

I raised my arms above my head and pulled them and immediately felt relief. Next, I shake out my legs; it was more like I was wiggling around. I must have looked ridiculous because my kidnapper began to chuckle.

"What?"

"Nothing." She said quickly. "Let's get you to the bathroom before you wet yourself." The women said snickering while putting her hand lightly on my back to help me walk with a blindfold on.

"I don't have to pee that bad." I mumbled sort of embarrassed about her comment.

We walked through the leading into what I assumed was a hallway, but it was hard to tell. As we walk , I tried to at least gain my bearings for later but it was hard considering I could feel her small hand touching my back through my cotton t-shirt. Her light touch caused a shiver to crawl up my spine.

I was brought out of my musings when we suddenly stopped walking. "Here's the bathroom. You can take of the blind fold once your inside." The woman said with an awkward tone.

"OK." I walked in feeling the walls to get a feel of where I was walking so I didn't run into anything. I must have made it in safety since I heard the door shut behind me.

I ripped of the blindfold quickly not wanting to waste any time. I needed the extra minutes to survey the area. The bathroom I was in was small and very unclean. Some of the walls were rotting to the point with I could see the beams in the inside. There was only one window which was boarded with one board, allowing some moon light to shine in. There was a grimy faucet right under the window with a toilet next to it.

Quietly but quickly, I climbed onto the toilet to try to get I better look out of the window. I couldn't see much because of the grim and dust that covered the window. I could tell that I was on the first floor. There was a house next to the house I was now in, sadly there was no telling rather or not people occupied them.

Suddenly there was a pounding out the door. It startled me to the point where I almost fell off the toilet.

"Are you almost finished?" The woman said from outside the door.

"Yeah, almost." I responded quickly trying to not let my nervousness show threw my words.

I looked back at the window I could see a latch but I didn't have enough time to see it the window opened or not. I would have to check later.

I silently climbed down from the toilet. I did my business quickly trying not to raise anymore suspicion. The toilet trembled when I flushed, which was to be expected since the house was old and abandoned. The faucet groaned stubbornly when I turn it on to wash my hands.

"You finish?" My kidnapper asked timidly, apparently having respect for my privacy.

"Yes."

The woman opened the door and walked in carrying rope. Since I had forgotten to put my blindfold on, and it wasn't that dark in the bathroom, I was able to see her as she walked in. As she stood in front of me, I was clearly the taller one. I could see long brown hair poking out from under her ski mask. Honey brown eyes stared at through the hole in the mask, looking at me with a look that I couldn't place.

"Turn around so I can tie your hands again and but the blind fold back on." My reaction to her words was delayed since I was still staring at her, trying to figure her out.

As soon as I turn she reaches up and places the blindfold once again over my eyes, she traces the blind fold to the curve in the back of my neck. Her nimble fingers tied it back in a knot. I wasn't focused on that though; I was perplexed that I was so focused on her breath covering my neck. I try my hardest not to shiver under her touch. My body kept reacting in weird ways to this woman; I had the strangest urge to lean into her.

I almost jumped out of my skin when her light hands trailed down my wrists pulled them to my back in the place they were in before.

I was so confused. What the actual fuck was going on?

A/N: There you have it Brittany's all confused because Santana is hot even under her black clothes and besides that fact that she kidnapped Brittany. Hoped everyone liked it! Please Review, favorite and follow. Thanks for reading.

P.S If you didn't read the A/N up at the top, I wanted to ask my readers what they thought if I brought Rachel into the mix.

~~Sly