AN: Really sorry for the long wait. Thank you to everybody who reviewed and who followed and favorite the story :)

I have a new story. Its name is *Come & Save Me*, so you can go and read it if you want.

So here you go, hope you enjoy the new chapter.


"Stop it." Brittany and Santana were lying on the couch watching a movie, or at least trying to. Brittany couldn't take her hands off of Santana and attacked her neck with open mouthed kisses and a few hot licks here and there. Santana couldn't help but giggle at her girlfriend's antics and found herself paying less attention to the movie as Brittany kept kissing her.

"Baby, we're missing the whole movie." Brittany just shrugged her shoulders and moved her lips to Santana's collarbone. She pulled the collar of Santana's shirt lower so that she could have better access to the Latinas skin. "Mmmm d-nt ca-re." Santana laughed at Brittany and pulled her face up so they could look each other in the eye.

"Britt-Britt, if you keep doing that, I'm going to take you here and now. Here" she pointed down, "on the couch."

"Oh, really?" Brittany gave her a seductive smile and lowered her head. She licked the Latinas collarbone slowly, which caused Santana to let out a small moan.

Brittany trailed kisses up Santana's neck, to her jaw and finally connected their lips. It didn't take very long for the kiss to become more passionate and heated. Brittany started to undo Santana's jean buttons when her house phone started to ring. "Don't you dare answer that." Brittany said in a low voice. Santana actually thought it sounded more like a growl.

She nodded quickly and kept kissing Brittany. Her phone went to voicemail. Hello. This is Santana Lopez. I'm not available at the- B, stop it haha - moment. Please leave a message after the beep and I might come back to you. Beep

"Santana. It's your father." Santana froze when she heard her father's deep voice on the answering machine. She stared at Brittany with wide eyes. "I would like to see you as soon as possible. So contact me back once you get this message. Thank you." Beep

Santana pushed Brittany off her and stood up, "shit, I wonder what I did this time?" The arousal she felt a few moments ago had completely vanished by now.

Brittany saw the worried look on Santana's face and stood up. She pulled Santana into a hug and whispered in her ear. "Let's just go to bed honey, you can call him in the morning."

Santana nodded and they went up to Santana's room. Brittany couldn't help but feel uneasy.


Santana took a deep breath and knocked on her father's office door. She had already been informed by his secretary that he was alone in his office.

"Come in." She turned the doorknob and went inside. When her father saw that it was her, he narrowed his eyes and pointed towards the chair on the other side of the table, across from him.

Santana looked at her father's facial expression and felt really worried. What did she do? She can't remember the last time they had a decent conversation, so she couldn't have said anything bad. Or maybe it was because they haven't talked in a long time.

She took a seat and cleared her throat. "You wanted to see me?" Martin nodded his head and took his reading glasses off. "Yes, I'm really worried about you." Worried? Why would he be worried? "You know I love you very much Santaninta." Yeah right, she thought. Martin loved his job, his cars, and his money. His family always came second. He liked to think that he was the perfect husband and father.

"I think that you are on the wrong path." Santana scrunched her head in confusion. "Wrong path? I don't understand?" Martin started to look really angry and clenched his jaw. "Don't act dumb Santana! You know exactly what I'm talking about. How long did you think you could hide this from me? If it wasn't for Eric, I would never even have known about this."

Santana still couldn't understand what her father was talking about. And what did Eric have to do with all of this? Then it clicked. Brittany…

"Are you even interested in hearing my side of the story? I should have known that he was going to tell you. Always trying to get on your good side. He just wants a job at the practice and now he is using this situation, just like he used me."

Her father gave out a laugh that practically said 'you're pathetic!'. "Yes and you couldn't even see that he was using you. I'm just shocked that you aren't even denying what's being said about you. How could you Santana? How can you be in a relationship with a… with a woman? You're dragging this family's name through the mud!"

Santana rolled her eyes and clenched her fists together. "Yes of course father. How could I forget about the family name? Do you even care if I'm happy? All you care about is your stupid practice and I'm sorry for not being the perfect daughter you wanted to have. I'm sorry for giving people the next scandal to gossip about. But you know what? I'm not sorry for falling in love."

Martin slammed his fists against the table and raised his voice at Santana. "You're just confused! One day you are going to wake up and regret this. You're going to look back on all the time you have wasted with this stupid woman." She stood up and looked at him with eyes filled with anger. "I'm not, I'm in love with her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her."

Martin had a look of disgust on his face. "Then you leave me no choice. You'll have to choose between her and the agency."

Santana's jaw dropped on the floor. "You can't! You can't do that!"

Martin shook his head and laughed at his daughter. "Oh well actually I can. You may be the so called owner of the agency and the receiver of all the profit it makes. But just remember who gave you all the funding to start the business, and also who signed the papers all those years ago." Santana knew that she had to change the information on the papers a while back when the business started doing really good. She knew that she had to put the business officially on her name, and now she regrets not doing so.

"So choose her, and I will close the agencies doors. Choose the agency and say goodbye to her. Your choice. I want your answer before tomorrow evening. You can go now."

Santana turned around and left his office with tears running down her cheeks. How could this be happening to her?


Santana opened her apartment door and dragged herself all the way to her bedroom. She fell down on her bed and started to sob uncontrollably. She couldn't believe that her father could be so mean and it wouldn't even help to talk to her mother, because she knows that in her family what her father says is law.

She thought about the decision she had to make. Choose Brittany and she loses all her hard work, her employees would lose their jobs. Hell even her best friend would lose her job. Some of the employees have no real qualifications and nobody else knows them like she knows them. So they would have a real hard time finding other jobs. Some of them had families to support and all of them had bills to pay.

If she picked the agency, she would lose the love of her life, her soul mate. The reason she smiled every day. She would lose her happiness.

Santana tried to figure everything out. What was she going to give up? Her happiness or many other people's happiness?

After about an hour of sobbing and thinking, Santana knew what to do.


Brittany was lying on her couch eating Chinese takeout when she heard a knock on her door. She switched the television to mute and placed the take-out container on the coffee table.

As she opened the door she gasped at the sight in front of her. "San! Baby, come in. Are you okay?" Santana's eyes were red and puffy from crying and she pulled Brittany in for a hug. "Please just hold me for a second."

Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana and pulled the smaller girl closer to her body. After a while she guided Santana to the couch and set her down softly. Brittany quickly ran off to the kitchen and a few minutes later she was back with a cup of hot chocolate for the Latina.

She placed it on the coffee table and took a seat next to Santana. Santana turned so that she was facing Brittany and looked at Brittany's face for a few seconds, memorizing every freckle and line there was on the blonds face. The stare was starting to freak Brittany out because she couldn't decipher what emotion the Latina was showing.

Santana reached forward and cupped Brittany's face with both her hands and brought Brittany's lips to hers. The kiss was soft and passionate but also a bit needy. Halfway through the kiss Santana started crying really hard. "I'm so sorry for what I'm about to do Brittany, I truly am." Brittany pecked Santana on the lip and cupped her chin so she could bring their eyes together. "I don't understand, baby."

Santana could see that Brittany was truly confused and it broke her heart but she knew she had to do this. She had to act hard and heartless if she wants to get this over and done with. "I don't want to be with you anymore." It came out as a whisper but Brittany had heard her. "What?" Brittany's eyes started to tear up, she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"I'm not happy, you don't make me happy anymore." It's a LIE! As if Brittany could read her mind she let out a whimpering sound. "You're lying. I know that you are happy. What changed? What is this really about? Have you found someone new?"

Santana had a hard look on her face but on the inside she was crying, kicking and screaming. Her heart was telling her to not do this, but her head kept telling her to think about all the people who will still have a job tomorrow if she goes through with this.

Brittany's eyes widen a little as if she just realized something. She held her hand over her mouth as a strangled sob escaped. "Is it because I'm a woman?" Santana saw this as an opening. She knew that if she hurt Brittany by saying yes, the blond wouldn't fight as hard as she is now and just accept the fact that Santana didn't want to be with her.

Brittany didn't know that Santana was hurting just as much as her, even more. But what the Latina said next made her heart break into a million pieces. "Yes…" Brittany took Santana's hands in hers. Santana could feel how Brittany's hands were shaking and this made even more tears well up in her eyes. Brittany made eye contact with Santana and both of their eyes were filled with heartbreaking tears. "Please, we can make this work. I've made you happy before, I can do it again. Just please, please don't leave me. I can feel that what I have with you is right, I know you can feel it too. Please just give us one more chance."

Santana took one last look at the beautiful blond, the love of her life, next to her and pulled her hands away. "I'm sorry Brittany." She stood up and made her way out the front door. Leaving Brittany broken and alone on the couch.

After her front door slammed shut, Brittany hugged herself and started crying more then she has ever cried in her life. "I love you Santana. Please come back." She whispered to herself.


Santana hailed a cab and once she was in the cab she broke down and cried uncontrollably. She hated herself for what she just did to Brittany.

She pulled her phone out of her purse to send a text to her father.

You win. Hope your happy now.

She threw her phone back in her purse and cried the rest of the way to her apartment


The next few weeks went by in a blur. Santana was alone and feeling emotional. She missed Brittany so much that it hurt. She cried herself to sleep every night and sometimes looked through photos or videos of them together.

Everybody noticed the change in the Latinas attitude. She was angrier than before and would scream at people over the smallest things. Like if she didn't like the font type on a document or if hr coffee was too hot.

Quinn knew that it had something to do with her break up with Brittany, but every time she asked or talked about Brittany, Santana would just walk away or change the subject.

Quinn made her way into Santana's office and dropped an envelope on her desk.

Santana looked up at Quinn and carefully picked up the envelope. "This isn't a paper bomb is it?" Quinn just shook her head. "No… just open it." Santana opened the envelope and read the card inside. Rachel & Quinn's House warming! "Oh, Joy!" Santana said sarcastically. "You and man-hands decided to move in together. Next you'll get married and have little baby dwarves." Quinn rolled her eyes and glared at the Latina.

"Look Santana, I don't know what's wrong with you because you refuse to talk about your feelings. But you are still my best friend and it would mean the world to me if you would come."

Santana looked up at Quinn and thought about what she just said. "Okay Q, I'll be there." Quinn did a little happy dance that made the Latina genuinely smile for the first time in weeks.

Quinn turned to walk out the office, but before she reached the door she turned around. "Promise you'll be nice to my girlfriend and not call her names?" Santana playfully rolled her eyes and nodded. "Promise." Quinn gave her a mega watt smile, "great!"


Brittany stood against the wall with a glass of wine in her hand. She watched as all the guests came and congratulate Quinn and Rachel for taking the next step in their relationship.

Brittany was really happy for her friend for finding love. Even if it was with Santana's best friend. Speaking of Santana, Brittany hasn't seen her for the whole night. Which she was really thankful for.

Brittany had enough of the sappy love story playing out in front of her and turned around to head to the bathroom. Just as she turned around the corner, she clashed into somebody and spilled red wine all over her white blouse. Brittany looked at her blouse and looked up to see who the person was she smashed into. Staring back at her was Santana, looking as beautiful as ever.

Santana stared at Brittany in shock and was the first to break out of their little staring contest. She couldn't help but see how exhausted the blond in front of her looked. "Brittany… I didn't mean to… Come on, let's go clean you up." Before Brittany could protest, Santana grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the bathroom, closing the door behind them.

Santana pulled a black towel out of the towel cupboard and started pressing it against Brittany's blouse, hoping that it will absorb most of the wine. "I'm such a clots these days, I should have watched where I was g-", before she could finish the sentence, she felt warm lips, that she missed so much, on hers. She dropped the towel and cupped Brittany's cheeks. Brittany pushed Santana hard against the wall so that there was no space between their bodies. Santana deepened the kiss and slowly pushed her tongue in Brittany's mouth. Brittany moaned as their tongues made contact. Her hands started to creep lower on the Latinas body.

Suddenly Brittany was on the other side of the bathroom, leaving a panting Santana against the wall.

Brittany looked at Santana with hurt filled eyes. "I can't do this." Brittany murmured mostly to herself, but hard enough for Santana to hear her. Brittany wiped the tears that was now freely leaking out of her eyes and left the bathroom, slamming the door shut on her way out.

Once the door slammed shut, Santana fell down to the ground, desperately trying not to cry. Leaving Brittany was the dumbest thing she had ever done. Brittany is her soul mate. She loves Brittany with all her heart and Santana is now going to do everything she can to get her back.


Okay…. So not really happy with how this chapter turned out. Would like to thank my best friend for helping me with this chapter also remember to check out my new story if you want!