I took months to update, I know that and I'm sorry. I've been dealing with a lot of shit in my personal life this past months but know I'm back. You guys can ask your questions and pressure me to update on my twitter. It's brittanasheart . This chapter is short BUT necessary. Shit is going to get real from now on.

Brittany observed Quinn sleeping soundly for a long time.

Her eyes traveled to her naked back, a little red in the spots where her wings previously were but if she was someone else she would never guess they were even there.

She was scared.

Quinn taught her since she fell from heaven that they were here to learn from their mistakes and find their way back.

She made Brittany read the bible, go to church, to blend in and how to make the voices in her head go away.

She helped forget the memories from the day she fell. To hide her white aura from the dark since then.

Now she wanted to help Quinn too, but there was no way how. She felt so lost and guilty believing that it was her fault Quinn would never go back home.

"I'm sorry Quinn. I promess I'll find a way to fix this." She whispered, before taking a deep breath and leaving the white room.

Santana was sitting in the couch watching reruns of FRIENDS, laughing once in a while Joey and Phoebe did something funny.

She already told the neighbor that the yelling was just from a scary movie they were watching and that was no need to call the police.

He just eyed her suspiciously but said nothing and went back to his apartment.

She heard some noise next to her and then saw Brittany sitting soundlessly next to her.

"Hey."

"Hi." Santana answered back. They just watched a few more minutes of the tv show before the tension became unbearable.

"How is she doing?" Santana asked, turning her head to face the blonde.

"She'll live." Brittany sighed. This was it.

"So... Everything is real? Angels, demons, fucking vampires." Santana tried to joke.

"I don't know anything about vampires or werewolfs but we are pretty real." Brittany smiled.

"Are you here to watch over us like in that Nicholas Cage movie?"

"No... Actually I don't know. I don't remember almost anything." The blonde sighed, forcing her mind to try to remember something. Nothing came.

"Most of us don't either. We just fall in some random place, naked and vulnerable like a newborn baby." Santana scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.

"Isn't that like really dangerous?"

"Well, for me it was." Brittany closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Preparing herself to reveal her story.

"When I fell, It was raining. I felt every smell, saw every light with amplified senses. I could feel everything around me, I was overwhelmed."

"I was confused, and walked on some dark street until a car stopped next to me." Santana held her breath.

"This guy, his name was Sandy. He made me get inside his car and asked my name. I didn't know what to say so we just drove for a while and he stared at my body with a disgusting smile." The Latina girl knew where this was leading to, but she didn't want to believe it. Oh god no.

"When e noticed how vulnerable and clueless I was he stopped the car, shoved me to the backseat and..." Tears were falling from both of the girls eyes, Brittany's voice trembling as se tried to talk.

"He raped me for hours inside of that car, in the middle of nowhere. I screamed but no one could hear me. Until Quinn sensed my presence." Brittany sighed heavily.

"She opened the door and hit him with a bottle of Ciroc. He was knocked out instantly." The girl smiled sadly.

"She teached me everything. I know she did some bad things but she's not mean. She's just lost..." Santana nodded slowly, taking in the whole thing.

"That's why you refused to get a ride with me." The girl remembered.

"For some reason we are here. We are sinners and we are being punished by him because of it." Brittany spoke angrily.

Santana put her both hands in Brittany's face and forced the girl to look her in the eyes.

"Sorry, I don't believe that."

"But-"

"You ARE a good person Brittany. Even if I don't know anything about your angel self I can feel it in my bones." Santana smiled.

"And I don't believe loving someone is something you should be punished for. Do you?"

"N-no..." Brittany confessed. In the next second Santana's lips were on hers. Soft, warm and so, so sweet.

The blonde surrended to the wonderful feeling, believing just a little bit more that this was right.

They parted their lips and Santana whispered, her face close to Brittany's whose eyes were still closed.

"Please, let me love you." She opened her eyes and watched as Santana's became wide.

"Your eyes... They're glowing." She whispered, mesmerized with the Crystal blue orbs staring back at her and shining like there were hundreds of small diamonds inside each one.

"It's because you make me happy."

Santana let a single tear fall from her eye and smiled so bright she was afraid to hurt her face.

They kissed again, more passionate this time. Their hands started wandering as they tried to show each other their feelings with kisses and touches.

Brittany was letting herself get loose, her white aura becoming more and more evident as they went on. Everything next to her was becoming alive, her senses screaming.

"Ugh...Britt." Santana moaned as she sat in the blonde's lap, feeling the girl harden for her. She scratched Brittany's neck, and in that moment the girl became still and suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong?" Santana asked, worried and flustered.

"I-I can't. Not yet. I'm not ready. I just... I'm so confused with everything." The Latina stood up too and hugged the taller girl.

"I understand. We have a lot to talk about..." She said, understanding the girl's dilemmas. She was also confused and had a lot of questions about everything.

"I wish I had the answers... That I knew what is right or wrong." Brittany deflated, her eyes slowly returning to their natural color.

"We'll discover all of your questions together mi amor." The Latina girl kissed the blonde's shoulder while caressing her arm.

"Together."