Authors Notes: I do not own Glee or Superman. This is purely for fun.
The amount Superman myths will be used or followed very minimal. Birth, powers, and a few overlapping essentials will be it.
Chapter 10: Let's get started
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Brittany started to pull Santana along.
"LOPEZ, PIERCE, IN MY OFFICE NOW." Holly bellowed out through the bullpen from her office door.
"That doesn't sound good. Let's go." Santana just sighed and rolled her eyes a little bit. "She's not going to be happy that her source didn't pan out."
"Well, at least it worked out for us didn't it." Brittany wiggled her eyebrows a bit and pulled away from Santana to put her bag down on her desk.
Santana followed Brittany's lead putting her stuff down on her desk across from Brittany's. "I guess we should go and try to tame the beast."
The both walked into their editor's office. Brittany was the first to sit down. "What's up Chief?"
"Well, hopefully you have some good news for me." Holly sat behind her desk and leaned back in her chair. "This morning has been a shit show."
Santana adjusted her glasses and sat down beside Brittany, "We didn't get anything good. No one even showed up," Santana crossed her arms and shrugged. "We even had lunch at the diner. No-one came in."
Holly sighed and cracked her knuckles, "I should have called you Saturday morning and pulled one of you for the Starlabs robbery. The only thing good to come from it was a good shot of Superwoman flying in." She rolled her eyes a little, "He doesn't have any contacts inside law enforcement in the city. I haven't had a good front page story all weekend."
Brittany looked at Santana who just nodded in approval. "The diner might not have pained out but," The blonde pushed a few pieces of paper across Holly's desk. "Yellow highlighted names are of the robbers that were at the Planet and at the bank. The pink highlighted is the bank account that traces to a subsidiary of an offshore Jesse St. James company."
"Jesse St. James is connected to the robberies?" Holly asked very curiously.
Santana just sighed and sat up a little, "We don't have anything really solid yet. But this lead is a start. I was thinking about looking into what other robberies have happened over last week. Maybe see if anything ads up." The brunette leaned back, "I wouldn't be surprised if Starlabs heist was connected."
Holly just nodded. "Well, go start doing some research. I want you both on this at least until something better comes up. I don't like crime or drama. But maybe something will blow up today."
Brittany leaned back and smirked. "I vote for explosion too, as long as it's not your head, Boss."
Holly just sighed, "If you can start to get me a damn decent story, than it won't be. We came in sales behind the Metropolis Currier today. Fucking shoot me."
Santana stood up and made her way towards the door. "I'll find something good, Holly. You can count on that."
A few hours later, Santana felt something cold on her neck and almost jumped out of her seat. "What the hell?" She turned around to see Brittany behind her holding a bottle of water.
"I thought you might want something to drink besides your cold coffee that you haven't touched in over an hour," the blonde sat down on her partner's desk and crossed her legs. "So…what do you think about Friday night?"
Santana continued read over the papers and nodded. "Friday is good."
"Santana, do you know what I'm talking about?" Brittany leaned down closer to get her attention. The last few hours she had been completely focused research that she hadn't even eaten her morning bagel.
The brunette finally looked up and meet her best friend's gaze, "Um…actually. I was only half paying attention. Sorry, B."
She ran her fingers over Santana's cheek and smiled at her. "I was talking about for our date. Do you think Friday would be good?"
The heroine blushed a little bit when she looked up at Brittany. "I think Friday sounds awesome."
"We know each other really well. So," She smiled down at Santana. "How about I cook you dinner? That way we don't have to deal with all that public mess or a busy restaurant on a Friday night?"
Santana just smiled, "I think the only thing I have ever seen you cook is oatmeal and mac and cheese." She let out a small laughed and nudged Brittany's hand with hers. "I make us some homemade family recipes and you can bring the wine and dessert. Does that sound like a fair deal to you?"
"Miss Lopez, are you trying to get me alone in your apartment on a Friday night?" Brittany teased her a little. The blonde ran her fingers across her partner's forearm.
"You're the one who suggested it," Santana blushed a little and put her hand on top of Brittany's. "Were you trying to get me alone in your apartment?"
Brittany wasn't going to let Santana push anymore of her buttons. "Well, if I remember correctly, you're a pretty good kisser. Maybe I was trying too."
Santana felt her heart start to beat really fast, but before she could open her mouth Holly's voice came booming through the bullpen.
"LOPEZ, PIERCE. WE HAVE A JUMPER UP AT BROADWAY AND LEE STREET. GRAB A PHOTOGRPAHER AND GO." Holly didn't' waste any time. "TAKE MICHAELS WITH YOU."
Santana sighed and looked at Brittany, "You go ahead down and head over. I'll meet you there with Thomas. He's probably down on the photolab."
"Alright, I'll see you over there." Brittany stood up and grabbed her notebook and phone off her desk. "I'll see you in a little bit."
Santana made good on her word about sending the photographer to meet Brittany, but Superwoman had work to do.
Santana would never understand why people felt like there was no way out.
The kid, she had just convinced to get down, was only nineteen. She convinced him to talk to someone. She knew how hard it was to fit in. To feel like you never really belonged anywhere. Not that any methods of self-harm would work with her, she never felt that bad. Especially at that young of an age.
She saw Brittany looking around in the crowd from the top of the build. She knew she was looking for Santana, she had to come up with something to tell her.
After a few minutes of talking to the police, she was promised that they would find a social worker for the young man. Someone that could find him the right fit for the help, he needed.
Brittany wiggled her way through all of the people and offered her a small smile. "Superwoman, could I get a statement from you?"
Santana nodded slowly and motioned for Brittany to follow her. "He had decided to go talk to someone professionally. I talked to the Police Sargent about getting him an assigned social worker."
"That's amazing." Brittany took down the notes and Superwoman talked. "I don't know what the city…no the world would do without you."
"I'm just doing my job, Brittany. It's not really that big of a deal." Superwoman just crossed her arms over her chest and looked down at Brittany as she finished writing. "You would do the same thing if you could do what I can do."
"But you're so selfless. You never ask for anything from anyone," Brittany just held onto her notebook. "All of the bad people you have to deal with and keep your temper in check. Especially since you are so so strong." The journalist just shrugged. "I wish I could say without a doubt I could be that in control. I'm a pretty passive person anyway, but I don't know if I could."
"It's taken me a very long time to let the law be only one criminals answer too." She threw her hand up and shook it slowly. "Not that I would ever want to hurt anyway. But I would love to pry open a prison door and just throw some of those people in there."
"I kinda of wish you could too," The blonde spoke honestly. "But we do live in America. I don't want to bother you with something else, I'm sure there are other things going on around the world. But, do you have a second for me to ask you about something else?"
"Brittany, talking to you is never a bother." Santana answered maybe a little too honestly. But it was too late to take it back now. "Go ahead, Brittany. Ask away."
Brittany clicked her pen back so she could write. "What do you know about the Starlabs robbery? Is there anything you can tell me that like 'insider' info?"
"I was actually a little surprised I didn't see you there. I saw another reporter with a Daily Planet logo on his lanyard." Santana was going to push her buttons, just a little bit.
"Ummm." She said softly and pushed her hair behind her ear. "My partner and I were already on another assignment."
"I was just surprised to not see you." She answered honestly. Even before Holly said it this morning, she was wondering why they hadn't gotten called for at least one of them to go out and check. "There are no suspects as of right now. These thieves did their research. According to the head of development, they knew which researchers had which restricted access. They knew exactly what lab they were going into. They came in undercover as exterminators. So by the time someone realized they were trying to steal something, the thieves had already gotten away. I got there just after the police. They didn't really have any leads a couple days ago. You might be better off checking with them for more information."
"Do you know what they actually took?" Brittany asked inquisitively. She leaned back on her heels again, looking over the crowd near Superwoman.
"It was some kind of digital decoder device. It supposedly will unlock any key pad or hack any computer password within seconds. There are things like that on the market, but this one is super high speed." Superwoman had followed Brittany's eyes looking around the crowd for Santana.
"Thank you so much for talking to me about it. I know how busy you are," Brittany said a little nervously. "And about last time you saved me, I really am sorry about the whole situation."
Santana just nodded and offered Brittany a big smile. "I told you talking to you is never a problem." She motioned between herself and Brittany, "Like I said last time, it really isn't a big deal." She turned her head up towards the sky. "I have to get going. See you around, Ms. Pierce."
Brittany just nodded and waved a little. "See you next time, Superwoman." She smiled a little bit when she heard the loud clap of Superwoman flying off. As soon as Brittany turned around she ran smack into Santana. "Shit…You scared me."
"Sorry, I got a call from the police just as I was heading out of the office. I found another link between this whole mess…" She straightened her glasses and leaned back on her heels. "At least I think it's a connection."
"Well, are you going to tell me what it is before lunch?" She asked a little annoyed as she grabbed Santana's arm and started to pull her towards a small café.
"Well, there was another small technologies company that got hit the same time as the bank robbery." She pulled the door to the café open for Brittany. "I think the bank robbery was to distract Superwoman. Apparently there was a range transmitter stolen."
"Well, I ran into Superwoman and asked her about the Starlabs theft," She walked up to the counter and pulled Santana in front of her. "You order first. I need a second."
Brittany was practically pushing Santana into the counter. Not that it bothered or hurt her, but the close proximity was making it hard to think.
After a few minutes, they pair found their way to a small table in the corner of the café.
Brittany took a sip of her drink and continued to talk with her mouth full. Updating Santana on everything she had missed while she was still at the office.
"I think it might be worth paying a visit to Starlabs to see how far the range on that device is," Santana wiped her mouth with her napkin and leaned back against the booth. "I bet whoever is behind this is planning a big heist."
Thursday came very quickly. The days in between just kind of bleed together. Santana and Brittany had set a time for dinner, settled on red wine, and that dessert would be a surprise.
"Mami, Papi! I'm home." Santana yelled through the small farm house as she made her way into the kitchen.
"Hola, Mija. How are you?" Maribel leaned kissed her daughter on the cheek. She grabbed Santana's arms and spun her around. "What did you do different, Mija? Something is different about you today."
Santana just shrugged and started getting the dinnerware to set the table for dinner. "I didn't do anything different…I just have a date with Brittany tomorrow night." She said smugly with a huge grin on her face.
"Like a real date? Not just doing work at some small dive you two like to hide in?" Her mother teased a little, giving Santana a hand with but putting the glasses on the table.
"Like a real date, Mami." She pointed over to the cookbooks on top of the cupboard. "I want to make one of Abuela's dishes for her."
"Oh, Sweetie, you are even cooking for her. This is a really big deal." She bumped her hip against Santana's teasing her a little more.
"Of course it's a big deal, Mami…It's Brittany." She hovered a few feet off of the ground and grabbed the book off of the top shelf. "We don't want all of the busy restaurant crap getting in the middle of our date. We already know each other so well…We hopefully won't have any of that weird first date stalling in conversation. I'm very nervous, but I think it's going to be amazing."
Miguel walked into the kitchen and kissed Santana's temple. "Peanut, all you need to do is relax. You know Brittany very well. It will all be fine."
Friday night came a lot quicker than she thought it was. She was in panic mode. She had put on everything in her wardrobe at least 3 times. Not that that took long with her speed, but it was stressing her out.
She looked down at her iPad and tilted it back. "Are you sure it looks alright?" She gave the other person across her facetime a panicked look.
"Santana, I was a fashion consultant for my internship in London. You look amazing. Brittany is going to love it."
"She's going to be here any minute. I'm going to make sure everything is ready. I would die without you."
"You could have just flown to Paris to get ready, you know. My wardrobe is a little more elegant that yours."
Santana flipped off her iPad and rolled her eyes. "Thanks again. I will come see you next week. I promise."
"I've been hearing that for like 2 months. I don't count the 20 minute lunches before you fly away to go save people either. Go get her, S."
"I will, I think it's going to be amazing. I'll talk to you tomorrow." She hit end on her iPad and gave herself the once over in the mirror again.
She heard a small knock on her apartment door, when she felt her heart jump. It took everything inside of her to not superspeed to the door. "Coming." She called out softly. She pulled the door open slow and felt her breath stop in her chest.
Brittany stood in front of her in a short black cocktail dress. Her hair was half was up with a little bit of a wave to it. She just smiled at Santana's blank stare. She took a few seconds to look the Latina up and down. "You look amazing, San."
Santana suddenly felt very under dressed compared to Brittany. She had her hair up as usual. But she curled her pony tail. She put on a nice pair of dark gray slacks that actually fit her. She finished her outfit off with a nice form fitting black three-quarter length shirt.
She couldn't help but blush Brittany's words. "You look so beautiful, Britt." She moved out of the way and motioned for Brittany to come into her apartment. "Let me take that," she motioned towards the bag Brittany was carrying. "I can get the wine chilled."
Brittany looked around when her eyes fell on the sliding glass doors. Santana had lit a few candles and there was a rose in a small vase on the middle of the table. She could feel her heart beating her ears. No-one had ever done anything this romantic for her. She knew tonight was going to be special. But she never imagined this. "Santana, you didn't have to go through so much trouble just for me."
Santana just shrugged as she pulled her head out of the fridge. "It's not any trouble, Brittany." She walked over to her and offered the blonde her arm.
"I told you before I thought you were special. I meant it…" She offered softly as she pulled the sliding glass door open for her.
Brittany leaned down and to kiss Santana on the cheek, when the brunette turned to look back at her date when Brittany's lips landed on the corner of her mouth. The kiss was gently and short, but it made Brittany's heart flutter. "You moved your head…" She was also certain all of the color had flushed from her face.
Santana blushed deeply and put her hand on the small of Brittany's back leading her out onto the balcony. "Well, I'm not going to complain."
Brittany just smiled softly at words. "Let's get this famous authentic Mexican cuisine you have been talking about all week out here shall we?"
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