Thank you so much for all the reviews and feedback I received yesterday! I hope you enjoy this chapter. Not much Brittana though….

Brittany didn't know why she kissed Santana in Quinn's bathroom the other night, she missed the Latina so much it was physically draining the life out of her. Things were going really well for her at the children dancing school, but ever since the break up her moves have been slow, she couldn't hold rhythm like she used to and she only danced to slow depressing songs.

Mike wasn't the only one who noticed and he decided that she needed a break. Just to recollect herself and get her life back on track. He could see that her eyes were puffy in the morning and he knew that she cried herself to sleep at night. He tried to talk about the break up but she was just as confused as him and they would end up in each others arms. Brittany crying and Mike comforting her.

So here she was, lying on her couch and watching woody woodpecker cartoons, she didn't know what else to do. She tried watching movies but she would just end up crying at the romantic comedies. Suddenly an idea struck her, she needed a friend she can hang out with to help her forget about the Latina.

She picked up her phone and dialed a familiar number. After a few rings the caller on the other side answered. "Brittany!" The other caller squealed. "Hay T, soooo I was wondering when is your next break from the University?" There was a short silence at the other end of line as the person thought about the question. "Next week actually... Wait are you finally going to let me come and visit you?" Brittany giggled at her friend's forwardness. "Yes actually I was hoping you could come and visit me. I'll even pay half your fuel money." Brittany really hoped that her friend could come visit, they haven't seen each other in a while.

"No it's fine Britt. I've been meaning to come and visit you for a while now. I need a break away from Lima and you just gave me an excuse to come to New York." Brittany sighed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, I'll send you my address and I'll call you again tomorrow. You don't need to bring anything. Just yourself, some clothes and spending money.

"Can't wait Britt! Talk to you later. Bye B."

"Bye T."

Santana had been thinking about this plan for over a week now. She couldn't get the feeling of Brittany's lips on hers again off her mind. Santana knew what she had to do and she was going to try her best to succeed.

She reached forward and picked up her office phone. "Liz, could you please call Ms. Fabray and tell her to come see me."

"Sure thing Ms Lopez, is there anything else I can do?"

"No that would be all, thank you Liz." Santana sighed, if this plan doesn't work she doesn't know what else she can try.

"Okay are you going to fire me? You better not, because I will kick your ass! Letting Liz call me? What's going on? Normally you just call me on your cell." Quinn stood in front of Santana's desk with her arms crossed and tapping her foot.

"Don't worry, your job is safe. For now..." Santana stuck het tongue out and grinned at Quinn. Letting Quinn know that she was only playing and making Quinn's nervousness disappear. "Actually I want to talk to you about something important." Santana took a piece of news paper out of her briefcase and passed it on to Quinn. Quinn looked at the piece of paper with curious eyes, not understanding what it is about.

"I don't get it, it's just a piece of paper with advertisements on." Santana just rolled her eyes, "you know for someone as smart as you, your pretty dumb sometimes. Just look closer." Quinn looked harder at the piece of paper till her eyes landed on an advertisement with a pen scribbled star at the top of it. LARGE OFFICE SPACE FOR SALE.

Santana cleared her throat and took a seat next to Quinn. "I have a proposition for you, I want to open a new agency and I want you to be my business partner. We make a great team and I know this would be a wonderful experience for you." Quinn looked up at Santana with a frown on her face. "What about this agency? Are you going to let somebody else run it or what?"

Santana shook her head. "No, I'm selling it. I already have an offer, she offered me more than I ever even thought the agency is worth. It's enough to start the new agency and enough for us to buy all the equipment we need to get it started. Her name is Mercedes Jones, she's some big name in Los Angeles." Santana handed Quinn a gossip magazine with Mercedes on the front page, the word DIVA was written over her photo.

"I like her deal, all the employees get to keep their jobs. But those who want to come with me and work at the new agency is welcome. I'm going to talk to Kurt later and he can tell me what he would like to do. But I would love it if he could come with us. Quinn all you have to do is say yes."

Quinn still didn't truly understand the reason why Santana wanted to start a whole new agency. Did she want a new beginning? A fresh start? Or was there something else?

"I'm really happy that you asked me Santana. But there is just one thing that bothers me. Why? Why would you want to start a new agency? I've seen the profit that this agency makes, and believe me its good. Like really good. So why the new agency?"

Quinn saw something in Santana's eyes that looked like sadness but was quickly taken over by the look of anger. "My father's name is signed on the papers, he was the one who gave me the funding to start this agency." Quinn nodded, "okay, yeah I get that. But why don't you just change the paperwork? He doesn't care about this agency so he won't care if you change it."

"Yeah I know I should have changed it a long time ago, but now with Ms. Jones interested, it feels like I have a chance to break away from him. To start something on my own, to achieve success on my own. With my own money. If I do this, he can't hold anything over me ever again."

Quinn placed her hand on top of Santana's and whispered softly, "what do you mean he can't hold anything over you again?" Santana shook her head to try and keep herself from crying.

"He's the reason I had to break up with Brittany." Quinn gasped and placed a hand over her mouth. Eyes wide in shock. "What?" Santana dropped her gaze and stared at her hands on her lap, "Yeah..."

"How did he find out? What did he say?" Santana's lower lip started to tremble and Quinn pulled her head against her chest. She felt Santana take a deep breath and her jaw starting to move against her chest. "Eric saw us kissing at the hospital, when Britt had burned her hand. I didn't think much about it, but turns out Eric couldn't wait to tell my father. I don't know what personal satisfaction he got out of that, but if he wanted to make my father really pissed at me, he reached his goal."

Santana took a deep breath and continued with her story. "My dad called me and told me that he wanted to see me, we got into an argument and he told me I was just confused and would regret it."

Santana pulled herself away from Quinn and wiped the tears threatening to spill away. "He told me I had to choose between the agency and Brittany. I had to choose the agency, because where else were you guys going to go? I told her that night that she didn't make me happy anymore." Santana began to cry and the tears rolled freely out of her eyes. "I had to... I had to lie to her Quinn, you should have seen her face. I felt like a monster... I love her so much Quinn."

Quinn pulled the shaking Latina in for a hug and whispered words like 'it will be okay' and 'we'll figure this out' into raven hair.

"Please, please we have to get this place!" Quinn was jumping up and down like a little girl in a candy store. Santana thought she would be the one to react like that, but she enjoyed seeing Quinn so happy.

"There is a lot of open space also a few rooms for separate offices or whatever you would like to use them for." The man who was selling the offices had this huge smile on his face, when he placed the ad a few days ago he didn't think he would get a respond so quickly.

"C'mon San! There is more than enough space for EVERYTHING. It's close to both our homes and we don't have to share offices! What more do you want?" Santana thought about it for a minute. She already walked through the place like 3 times and she loved it. She also told the man who was selling it, that she wanted to buy it but only if her friend says yes. So she decided to play with Quinn a little.

"I don't know Quinn, it's in a bad neighborhood... What if they brake in and steal all our stuff?" Santana winked at the man to tell him that she was only joking, he quickly winked back to tell her that he gets it.

"Seriously Santana... It's Manhattan..." Quinn rolled her eyes. Why the hell did Santana have to be so difficult sometimes? "What if we can't afford to pay the bills?" "We will work something out, but I'm pretty sure something like that won't happen."

Santana grinned at Quinn, "Do you really like it?" "I love it!" "Okay Q, then we'll take it." Quinn jumped up and clapped her hands, before Santana knew it Quinn enveloped her into a bone crushing hug."Thank you, thank you." Santana just giggled, "We're going to have the best agency in New York!"

They signed the papers together and paid the deposit with some of the money that they had saved up. Santana had already informed her father that she was selling the company, but he couldn't care less. She didn't tell him about the new agency, she was going to open with Quinn.

Santana is going to meet Ms. Jones tomorrow and sign over the agency to her. Ms. Jones was really happy when she heard the Latina finally accepted her offer and told Santana that once the agency is hers, Santana would have the money for it in the bank.

Quinn and Santana were walking down the street a couple of blocks away from their new agency. They were excited about the agency and that everything went smoothly. Ms. Jones is now the proud owner of Santana's previous agency and decided to call it Divalicious Models. Stupid name, but Santana couldn't care less, it wasn't her problem anymore.

Santana and Quinn were working hard to get everything ready at the new agency. Even Rachel helped. Every employee who decided to stay loyal to Santana helped to get everything ready. Oh yeah, except Kurt. He was more like 'put that there' and 'don't lean against that wall'. New equipment were been bought, the walls were been painted, desks were bought, chairs were bought, everything they needed was there. They to find a name.

Quinn suggested S.Q modeling agency. Santana liked it very much and thought that maybe they should go with that.

Santana was brought out of her thoughts when she felt someone nudge her arm. She looked to her left and saw Quinn smiling at her. "I can't believe were almost opening our doors." Santana sighed and nodded her head, "yeah I can't believe it either. I'm really glad that Ms. Jones told us to keep some of our old contracts so we will still at least have some work to do when we open the doors."

"Yeah but the people in this industry love you San. It won't take long before everybody knows about the agency." Santana then remembered something. "Oh yeah! I thought about your name suggestion. I think we should use it. S.Q modeling agency. It's simple but nice."

Quinn looked overjoyed, she was thankful that the Latina took the name in consideration. "That's great Santana."

Santana nodded her head and they kept on walking towards the coffee shop that was now in front of them.

Once they bought their coffees and sat down, Quinn decided to talk to Santana about Brittany. "I think you should talk to Brittany." Santana rolled her eyes and started to stand up. She stopped when she felt Quinn's hand on her forearm. "Look before you go, just hear me out please." Santana gave in and took her seat again.

"Quinn I really don't want to talk about this." Quinn gave her a sad smile and continued, "I know this is a touchy subject, but I think it would be good for both of you. Tell her what happened and be honest with her... I talked to Rachel about this whole situation and she told me that Brittany is just as upset as you."

Santana was furious, "Quinn I didn't tell you what happened so that you could go and tell your blabbermouth dwarf of a girlfriend." Quinn sighed and sucked in her lower lip. "I understand that Santana. But just like you Brittany refuses to talk about it in detail and Rachel was really starting to get worried about her. Look I think you should work this out as fast as possible. Before you lose her for good." Quinn squeezed Santana's hand and left the Latina alone to think.

Santana knew that Quinn was right. She should talk to Brittany, before it's too late...

The next night Santana found herself on the blond's front porch, she could hear loud music and giggling coming from the inside. She hoped that she wasn't too late.

She gathered all the courage she has and knocked on the blond's door. After a few seconds a short woman with brown hair and the same color brown eyes opened the door. She squinted her eyes at Santana and tilted her head to the side. "Can I help you?"

"Hey... Uhm, yes please." Santana tried to look over the Asian woman's shoulder to see if she could find Brittany, but the taller woman was nowhere in sight. "Is Brittany in?"

Tina looked at Santana trying to figure out who this woman was then suddenly something in Tina's brain placed all the puzzle pieces together.

*Flashback*

"What did she look like?" Tina asked.

Brittany had this goofy smile on her face but her eyes were filled with sadness. "She was Latina, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She had gorgeous brown eyes and the softest black hair. Her skin was so soft and had this glow to it."

"You must be Santana? I'm sorry but Brittany doesn't want to see you." Tina went to close the door but Santana pushed it open. "Please I just want to talk to her."

Out of nowhere the beautiful blond appeared behind Tina. "Who is it T?" She had the biggest smile on her face but it turned into a frown when she saw who was at the door. "What do you want Santana?"

"Brittany I just want a chance to talk to you. Please." Brittany scoffed and crossed her arms. "Oh, so that you can hurt me again? I don't think so..."

"Brittany wai-" but before Santana could finish her sentence Brittany slammed the door shut. Santana just turned around and dropped her head in defeat. Brittany must have already moved on...