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"Britt wake up." Rachel whispered into the blonde's ear.

Brittany mumbled buring her face further into her pillow away from the sound of Rachel's voice.

"B? Sweetie you need to wake up. I really need to talk to you." Rachel pleaded, shaking the sleeping blonde softly.

Brittany grunted but slowly opened her eyes and blinked away the sleep.

"Rahel? Wadyou want?" She said sleepily.

Rachel was looking nervous she had a huge frown on her face and she impatiently tapped her fingers on the side of the bed as she waited for her friend to wake up. It was 6.30 am and it was still dark outside.

"B, can we go to the roof I really need some Britt-Britt advice.."

Brittany could see how distressed Rachel was so she nodded, rolling out of bed she climbed down the ladder. Rachel was fully dressed, wearing black skinny jeans and a plain tee whereas Brittany was in her sleep shorts and a vest.

"I'll see you downstairs, i'll grab us some coffee while you get changed." Rachel said, she was practically bouncing on the spot.

"Okay but can you get me a mocha…you know how much I hate the taste of coffee." Brittany said before yawning.

Rachel quickly left the room. Brittany stripped off, and stood in front of her suitcase naked, deciding what to wear. She didn't care that Santana and Quinn were in the room, they were sound asleep and even if they were away it's not like her body was any different to theirs- besides Brittany knew she had an amazing body so why not show it off a little?

She found some clean underwear and put them on, before pulling some joggers on and a white top with tiny bacon and egg pictures on. She inwardly sighed, she wished she could have bacon and eggs right now- 6.30am was way too early to be up.

A few minutes later she had tied her hair back into a loose pony tail, put some mascara and lipgloss on and pulled on a pair of battered yellow converse and put on her black rimmed glasses. She slipped out of the room- pausing to sneak a look at Santana. The black haired girl was snoring slightly, her hair was all over the place and she looked peaceful. Brittany couldn't help but stare at her, she was so beautiful.

"Do you always watch people sleep?"

Brittany practically jumped out of her skin when she heard Quinn's voice. Her eyes snapped away from Santana and down to the bottom bunk where Quinn was sitting cross-legged and staring up at her with a curious smirk on her face.

"Why do you always have to scare me like that?"

"I find that I learn more about people when I don't announce my presence…People act themselves and let their guard down when they think they're alone."

"Like what?"

"Loads of things really…For example, Rachel stood over your bed for around half an hour this morning, deciding whether or not to wake you. Or how when you wake up you immediately look over to Santana's bed where she's sleeping and you watch her for a while. You are happy with your body, not many people are confident enough to strip down totally naked in a room with two people they barely know." Quinn paused, taking in Brittany's shock and growing blush, "So do you always watch people sleep?"

"What?! No. That's like super creepy."

Quinn raised her eyebrow and smirked even more.

"But you like watching Santana sleep…?"

Brittany blushed scarlet and avoided Quinn's smirk by looking back up at Santana.

"I don't know she just looks so peaceful when she sleeps, it's like she forgets about everything and who she is and is just free. She's so beautiful and she's not even trying." Brittany said gazing at Santana with a dopey smile on her face.

Quinn's smile was growing by the minute, it was so obvious that there was something going on between them and Brittany was making it even more obvious by the way she looked at Santana.

"Do you never sleep?" Brittany said suddenly changing the subject- shifting her attention back to the bottom bunk.

"No. I haven't slept in 3 years…" Quinn said, keeping a straight face but started laughing when Brittany looked really scared. "Britt I'm kidding, I'm just a really light sleeper. I woke up the minute I heard Rachel's snoring stop."

"Oh I thought you were a vampire or something so I guess that's good. How come we didn't wake you up when we got back last night then?"

"I hadn't fallen asleep yet. I think you were all a bit to drunk to realise I was awake though."

Brittany laughed slightly recalling stumbling around last night. They were all quite drunk.

"Urh anyway, I'm meeting Rachel downstairs, we're going to our roof so I thought I would dance. Do you wanna come?" Brittany said smiling politely at Quinn.

"Urh yeah I heard," Quinn laughed awkwardly, "But it sounded like Rachel needed to talk to you about something important so I'm just going to go back to bed.."

Despite Quinn's calm exterior, she was freaking out because she saw how nervous Rachel was this morning and she was sure that the singer was going to tell Brittany about the night before and the kisses they shared. Although…Brittany may already know, she was Rachel's best friend after all. Even if she didn't know Brittany didn't seem like the kind of person to judge her.

"Oh yeah true. Well we'll see you a bit later I guess. I think Rachel and Santana have planned to go to some art gallery today."

"See you later Britt. I hope Rachel's okay.." Quinn said awkwardly, knowing she was the reason why the brunette was probably freaking out.

"Thanks Quinn, sleep well!" Brittany said cheerfully before walking out of the room.

Once she was downstairs, she found Rachel pacing impatiently by the door. As soon as she saw Brittany, she practically ran over towards her, balancing the coffees in her hands.

"B what took you so long?" The brunette said as they started to walk towards their place on the roof.

"I was talking to Quinn-"

"About?!" Rachel practically shouted.

"Urh.." Brittany blushed, "She kinda caught me watching Santana sleeping..for a second time."

"Britt that's creepy why?" Rachel said.

Brittany whined slightly and buried her face in her hands, she had turned bright red from embarrassment.

"She's so cute when she sleeps Rach, like she looks so peaceful and she's just so beautiful..I can't help it."

Rachel smiled up at her friend, both Santana and Brittany had been sneaking glances at one another for the past few days and it was adorable. She thought they would be cute together.

"She is beautiful. So do you fancy her Britt?" Rachel said, watching her best friend blush even more.

"I know I haven't known her for long but I think I do. She just understands me- and you know not many people do…And she's so so pretty like I would totally like to have sweet lady kisses with her."

Rachel laughed and hugged her friend, Brittany was the perfect height for hugging.

"That's sweet Britt, well I think she likes you as well."

"I don't know if she does Rach." Brittany said frowning.

"Are you kidding? You're beautiful, funny, kind and smart. Besides I've seen the way she's always sneaking looks at you. She'd be stupid not to like you B."

Brittany blushed and they continued talking about Santana and Mercedes' tour until they got to the roof top. By the time they got there it was starting to get light and the sky was a wonderful palette of pinks and yellows. It was so beautiful that Brittany snapped a photo on her iPhone to Instagram later.

"So what's up Rach?" Brittany said, hanging her legs over the ledge of the building, mocha and croissant in hand.

"Finn wants to come to London…He's angry that I haven't given him an answer yet so he wants us to elope."

Brittany nodded her head, it made sense that that was what Rachel was nervous about. It had been a few months, Finn must be freaking out. Rachel paused for a second, taking a deep breath and continuing.

"I can't do that. I don't want to elope, but if I say no it'll be the end." Rachel said as she began to sob quietly burying her head in Brittany's shoulder.

"Rach, people fall in and out of love all the time. Finn is one of your closest friends so of course you love him but are you still in love with him?"

Rachel paused for a moment, thinking about the question. She felt guilty that she knew the answer almost immediately.

"No…I think I might be scared of losing him as a friend rather than as a lover. I don't think I've thought of Finn in romantic sense for quite a while."

"He'll probably hate you at first but he'll come around eventually Rach and I'm sure you'll be able to be friends. But you have to end this, it's unfair on Finn."

"You're right and in all honestly Finn was never particularly satisfactory in bed…"

"I kinda guessed that just from looking at him… Oh god, can you imagine if he ever met Santana? She would destroy him." Brittany said snorting with laughter.

"That would be rather entertaining…She'd probably call him something like orangutang or lumps the clown." Rachel said laughing, wiping her tears away.

The two girls shared several moments of laughter before Brittany spoke again.

"So what are you going to do?"

"I have to end it, you're right it's not fair on Finn if I drag this on any longer."

"You should FaceTime him, it's the closest you can get to doing it in person."

"That's a good idea, thanks Britt. Will you stay here with me while I do it?"

"Of course I will. I'll give you guys some space though. I'll probably just dance for a bit, but I'll be right over here." The blonde said signalling behind her.


Back in the room, Quinn was still sitting cross legged on her bed, she was trying to write in her holiday journal. She laughed dryly to herself as she flicked through the pages, until now it had been so normal and drama free. But now she stared at the blank page and the only thing that came to her was Rachel.

For inspiration Quinn flipped back to the the other sections for countries they had visited. When they were in Paris Quinn had described the beautiful architecture, the chic coffee shops, all the fashion and the shopping they had done. There were photos of Santana eating snails (something her friend had got slightly obsessed with while they were there), ticket stubs from the louvre, and photos from the eiffel tower.

From Rome she had several pages of collaged cards and receipts from all the gelato shops they went to. A postcard of the pope from the Vatican City. Photos of both of them on vespas and she had stuck down a map of the city, where she had circled all the places of significance. Like their hostel, all the gelato shops, the places she had kissed random Italian men. Why was kissing Rachel different from Francesco, Marcello and Deangelo? What did she have that was different to them?

So here she sat, trying to write about London but just staring at a blank page instead. Why couldn't she get the small girl out of her head? She had no idea why she did it but she began writing Rachel's name. She would repeat it until the diva was out of her system. However, after three sides of 'Rachel Barbra Berry' it became clear to Quinn that it wouldn't be that simple. She began to describe her, maybe that will help her figure out why she was stuck in her head. After writing half a page Quinn felt pathetic, why did she feel so powerless against someone she had know for such a short time.

She rolled her eyes at herself, she was being ridiculous, it was obvious she had feelings for Rachel. And as much as she hated it- there was one person she could depend on for honest advice. That person was snoring loudly in the bed above her.

"San wake up."

There was no response and the snoring continued.

"San get your lazy ass out of bed" she said a little louder to which she got a grunt and Santana mumbled something before the snoring started again.

Quinn rolled her eyes, this called for more extreme measures.

"SANTANA LOPEZ YOU THINK THIS IS HARD? TRY BEING WATERBOARDED, THAT'S HARD!" Quinn shouted, doing her best Sue Sylvester impression.

As she expected Santana jumped out of bed looking terrified, her head shot around the room before her eyes settled on Quinn who was suppressing the urge to laugh. Santana scowled at her and with that Quinn couldn't take it anymore she let out a large howl of laughter and fell off her bed, clutching her sides in laughter. Santana glared at her and kicked Quinn's shin before yawning and collapsing down on her friend's bed.

"Fuck Santana that hurt." Quinn said, rubbing her shin before sitting up next to her angry friend.

"Well Karma's a bitch and Karma so happens to be my middle name- it serves you right that scared the shit out of me Q. I thought Sylvester was in the fucking room." The darker girl scowled.

"Your middle name is Diabla.." Quinn said still laughing.

"Stuff it Q, what do you want? I was having the best dream so this better be worth it."

"I kissed Rachel." Quinn blurted out- like ripping off like a bandaid, the sooner it was out the better.

Santana just stared at her with a blank expression on her face, before throwing back her head and laughing deeply. Quinn sat patiently on her bed frowning as she waited for Santana to compose herself. Santana's laughs eventually died down when she saw the serious look on Quinn's face.

"Holy shit Q you're serious? I thought you were joking!" She said staring at her friend with wide eyes.

"Yes! Now shut up and help me."

"Urh okay, who initiated it?"

"I did."

"When did it happen?"

"Last night at the party, after I left the game Rachel came to find me and she kept apologising and she wouldn't shut up so I kissed her."

"You couldn't just like slap her or done like anything else?"

"I-I-I think I wanted to kiss her…"

"So you have the hots for Berry simple. I mean I would totally tap that she's smokin'."

"I've kissed girls before they didn't mean anything, why is this any different?"

"Okay well did you actually want to kiss any of those other girls before? Excluding me of course cos' ya know i'm spicy and you love me." Santana winked, earning an eye roll from Quinn.

"No…"

"Sounds like you might have actually have a Rachel Berry sized crush Q."

"Fuck I don't even know San…I always thought I was straight.."

"Urh babe, sexuality is as fluid as a fucking river, sometimes you can't decide who you develop feelings for, even if that person is Berry." Santana paused when Quinn opened her mouth to object, "Relax I'm not saying you do fancy her but it might be a possibility, yes?" Quinn nodded.

"Anyway as I was saying, you don't have to label yourself, but who cares if you may not be as straight as you thought? Your best friend e.g. me, is a lesbian, Judy will love you no matter what- and in all honestly if you dated a girl she'd probably be relieved, no unplanned pregnancies and all." Quinn laughed slightly, "Brittany is bisexual and Rachel has two gay dads. I don't think anyone here is going to judge you."

"Thanks S, that's actually made me feel better. I guess I could see myself with Rachel…"

"So try and be more open about it- maybe you'll find it's nothing but hell don't push it away when it could lead to something amazing."

"She kissed me last night when you and Brittany had gone to bed. She thought I was asleep but still, I liked it.."

"Fuck Q, I completely forgot.."

"What?

"Shit."

"Santana what's wrong?"

"Quinn, I just remembered something. And I honestly completely forgot, I was so excited about the possibility of you being able to come to lesbian bars with me and wing woman me and shit, it just slipped my mind…I should have told you earlier.."

"San, what just tell me?" Quinn said sighing, whatever it was it wasn't going to be good news. Her mind immediately went to Puck thinking it was something to do with him. Urh even thinking about Puck made her blood boil, he was such a fuck boy.

"Quinn…Rachel's engaged..or basically, she hasn't given him her answer yet. I'm so sorry."

Of course she was engaged, Quinn rolled her eyes at herself for being so fucking stupid. Everyone she had feelings for was either a complete fuck boy, unavailable or not interested in her.

"Oh"

"I'm sorry Q."

"I don't even know if I like her so it's fine I guess. I'm straight anyway, of course I don't like her."

Santana rolled her eyes she thought they were making progress. So she did the only thing she could and grabbed the side of Quinn's face and kissed her.

Quinn squealed at first and tried to push Santana away but soon relaxed into the kiss. She kissed Santana back, damn this felt nice. Way nicer than kissing Puck- he was like a washing machine. Santana's lips were soft and they both fought for dominance. Santana felt Quinn's tongue against her lips as she tried to enter Santana's mouth.

Santana pulled back- she couldn't let this go further to a full blown make out session, it would only confuse Quinn further, besides the only blonde she really wanted to kiss was Brittany. She just needed to do it for Quinn's sake to help her determine if she may like girls. From Quinn's hooded eyes Santana could tell she was right.

Someone coughed by the door and both girl's heads shot towards the sound, Brittany was standing there awkwardly- avoiding Santana's eye, she stared at the ground. She knew Santana wouldn't be interested in her…How could she be so stupid. Stupid Brittany, it wasn't anything new…

"Fuck Britt…" Santana said softly, standing up from the bed.

"No…Listen I just came here to tell you both Rachel broke up with Finn so she's kinda a mess. She's telling her dads right now but maybe it'll be best if you guys went out for the day, she's probably going to want to watch several musicals to cheer her up. But anyway I'll leave you guys to it…" Brittany said, tears stinging her eyes. She turned and left the room, she didn't want Santana to see her cry.

Santana stood, staring at the doorway, her heart dropped. Brittany looked so upset, fuck, she was the reason Brittany was upset, she had messed it up before it even started.

"S, why the fuck are you still here? Go after her. I'll be fine." Quinn urged.

Santana nodded and ran out of the door after the blonde. Brittany was almost at the end up the corridor and Santana could see tears falling down her pale skin. It didn't take long for her to catch up with the fair girl.

"Britt, let me explain. It's not what it looked like." Santana pleaded grabbing her arm to keep her from turning away.

Brittany avoided Santana's eyes and she stared behind her head. She was embarrassed enough as it was and if she looked into the Latina's eyes she would break down completely.

"San don't…It's not like anything is happening between us and-"

"Quinn kissed Rachel last night and when we got back from the bar Rachel kissed Quinn. Quinn thinks she likes her and she was freaking out because she might not be straight so I kissed her to help confirm that she actually might actually like girls."

Santana let her tears fall down her face now, she had been so close to kissing Brittany the other day and she fucked it up.

"Britt, the only blonde I want to kiss is you.." Santana said almost pleading, looking at Brittany's clear blue eyes.

"Really?" Brittany said, finally meeting Santana's almond eyes.

"Yeah..like a lot. I know it sound's crazy because we've known each other for such a short time, but you're amazing Britt and I can't stop thinking about you…and if Rachel hadn't have walked in last night I would have kissed you then, but now I've probably fucked it up and-"

"Santana, shut up and kiss me."

"Yeah?"

The blonde nodded and moved closer to the Latina.

Santana reached up and wiped Brittany's tears away from her eyes. She cupped the blonde's cheeks and they moved closer so they were just inches apart. Santana stared into Brittany's blue eyes and smiled, causing Brittany to giggle slightly and bite her lip.

Santana pulled Brittany closer till their lips met. Brittany's lips were on hers and as cheesy as it sounded Santana could swear she saw fireworks when she shut her eyes.

Brittany's arms shifted to her waist and Santana wrapped hers around the dancer's neck. Brittany deepened the kiss and slipped her tongue into Santana's mouth, both girls smiled as it happened. They both fought for dominance and after a few moments longer they pulled away. They both had their eyes shut still, savouring the moment as they rested their foreheads against one another. The Latina pecked Brittany's lips a few more times before taking the dancer's hand in her own.

Brittany smiled widely and opened her eyes to look at Santana- who had a dopey grin her on face. That had been perfect- even if she was a crying mess before. She kissed Santana one more time- savouring the taste on her lips, before she remembered what the smaller girl had said before.

"Wait, Quinn and Rach kissed?"

"Yeah twice, first at the party and then Rachel kissed Q thinking that she was asleep after we got back from the pub."

"I knew something was happening between them!" Brittany smiled widely.

"Anyway enough talk about them…so can I take you out on a date Britt?" Santana asked shyly, blushing slightly.

"I would love that Santana."

"Can we go for coffee now?" The dark haired girl asked hopefully.

"As much as I want to I think we should make sure Rachel's okay, she's really upset. I have work tonight, but how about dinner tomorrow night?"

"It's a date. Can I kiss you again Britt?"

Instead of replying Brittany just leaned up and captured the Latina's lips in her own. She was so perfect, Santana couldn't stop grinning. Brittany was the best kisser out of everyone she had ever kissed- and that was a lot of people.. They continued kissing for several moments before they heard the elevator ding- they guessed it was Rachel so they pulled apart.

"Urh I should go back to the room, I need to talk to Quinn..then we'll get out of your way for the day but i'll see you later?" Santana asked hopefully.

"I doubt Rachel would be able to work tonight, do you wanna take her shift? It would mean we could spend some time together…and Quinn and Rachel will be able to as well" The blonde asked, smiling still.

"That sounds amazing. I think Q and Rach need to talk at some point as well."

Brittany nodded and kissed Santana one more time before walking towards the end of the corridor to find Rachel.

Santana walked back into the room to find Quinn fully dressed and ready to go out. Santana looked down at what she was wearing and realised she was still in her sleep shorts and vest, her hair disheveled and she wasn't wearing any make-up. While she would normally care, she couldn't give a shit today, she had kissed Brittany! She had a huge grin on her face and when Quinn saw she just rolled her eyes at her.

"I knew you fancied her. Look at you blush, so cute." Quinn said pinching the Latina's cheeks.

"Shut up." Santana said, trying to sound menacing but she couldn't wipe the grin off her face.

"So did you ask her out?" Quinn said with a wink.

Santana blushed and nodded before going into the bathroom to shower and get dressed.


A/N: So what did you guys think? Finn is out of the picture, Santana and Brittany are progressing, and there's hope for Faberry!

And I agree with you all in relation to the finale, it was annoying that it didn't feature some key characters, but it's true we wouldn't be able to interpret Quinn as freely so that's a positive I guess?

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Until next time!

-Yccmflr