Hello all. Ok so I had a bit of trouble with this chapter, but I think it is ok now. I hope you guys are ready for some Bad-ass Brittany. The rest of the chapter is pretty Quinn heavy though. Hope you enjoy!

Rachel bit her lip worriedly. She was the first to arrive in the Choir room and now she was not so sure that had been a good idea. Because not two minutes after she had arrived Finn showed up. And he looked livid. And he kept glaring at her. Just don't react, and don't acknowledge. He won't do anything. When Brittany walked in a few minutes later Rachel was so relieved she wanted to kiss her. 'Hey Brit.'

Brittany flopped down in the chair next to Rachel and glared at Finn. Which was altogether a very endearing sight, since Brittany had never really glared at anyone. 'I thought he went home?'

'So did I.' Rachel chanced a quick glance, her heart falling when she saw Finn was glaring at them both.

'You freak what you doing here?' Puck asked as he lazily made his way to Rachel and Brittany. 'Mommy kick you out?'

'Shut your face Puckerman! I have every right to here, just like everyone else.' Finn growled then resumed his glaring game.

Puck watched as the rest of Glee filed in then lent closer to Rachel. 'This is gonna suck. And I don't trust him, he's up to something.'

'I agree.' Rachel sadly watched as the rest of Glee took their seat behind Finn showing their allegiance. She had to grin a little when Tina broke the mold and came to sit with them. It was a start and she really hoped that the rest of Glee would get their heads out of their asses really soon.

Brittany nodded in agreement, it looked like it wasn't going to be any fun today. 'Guys when Glee is done can I talk to you? I have some awesome news.' She grinned, Rachel was going to hit the high C when she heard Quinn was awake.

'You know it B.' Puck shoved her shoulder teasingly. Then sat back when Mr Shue walked in. He wondered what lame ass lesson he would be throwing their way now. The way he kept looking at Brittany told him it was going to be a long practise.

Amy knocked softly on Quinn's door. She wasn't sure, but it looked like they were both awake. She got Quinn's attention, but it seemed Santana was of in her own world. She had headphones on and was doing something on her lap top. 'Hi, sorry to bother you.'

Quinn glanced at the woman, she had no idea who she was, and it was making her a little panicky. She was well aware that the way she was now she couldn't do jack shit to protect either herself or Santana. 'Who are you?'

'Oh yes, sorry the last time we met you were still out.' Amy blushed. Very smooth slick. 'I mean I am Detective Amy Hayly I am a friend of Santana's.'

Quinn glared defensively, she wished she could reach Santana, but she was just out of her current reach and with the headphones on she knew that there was no hope that Santana would hear her. 'I know all of Santana's friends.' Quinn pushed the button to get a nurse in there. She was really not comfortable.

'Ah she hasn't told you then.' Amy bit her lip then held up the tray she had brought with her. 'Ah I know you can't have coffee, but the nurses said it would be ok if you had some Smoothy so I ah brought coffee for Santana, since I know she hardly slept and a smoothy for you. If of course you want it. I can just leave it here and go.' Amy moved slow as not to scare Quinn more than she obviously was already.

Charlie burst into the room, she had made it clear to all the nurses that Quinn was her charge, so when she was on shift she took all calls from her. 'Hey sweetie what's wrong?' She had missed Amy's who was half way to the bed. A step or two behind her.

Amy cleared her throat when Quinn couldn't exactly say why she had called Charlie to the room. 'I think it's me.' She said sadly. She really hadn't meant to upset Quinn like that.

Charlie blinked then whipped around. 'Hey stud what you doing here?' She asked while taking the tray that Amy all but thrust into her hands. 'I thought you had to go into work?'

Amy glanced at Quinn, she looked even more confused. 'I do, I just wanted to check up on Santana real quick before I head in. They only need me to man the phones. Jones is out. But I am not officially on call.' Amy bit her lip then decided she might as well. Quinn was already as uncomfortable as could be. She bent down and sweetly kissed Charlie on the lips. 'I am going though, I think I might be upsetting Quinn. Tell Santana to give me a call?'

'Yea, of course.' Chalrie blinked as Amy walked out. Santana had missed the whole thing. She was of in Santana land as Charlie had dubbed it. It was funny how incredibly focussed Santana could get. After another moment Charlie turned back to Quinn and noted that Amy had been right. Quinn looked rather uncertain and confused. 'Hey it's ok Sweetie, that tall lug is no one to be scared of.'

'She knows Santana?' Quinn asked uncertainty lacing her voice.

Chalrie nodded softly as she put the try with the coffees and the smoothy. 'I am guessing you noticed the big ass black eye Santana is sporting?' Quinn nodded. 'Well aren't you curious about how she got it?'

'Uhm she's a cheerleader she comes home with worse on a weekly basis. And I know how it can get, I used to be one myself. If I worry over her every time she would strangle me.' Quinn shrugged as if that was obvious.

Charlie rolled her eyes. Oh for pete's sake! Is that normal. Who knew cheerleaders were worse than football players. All macho and nonchalant. 'Oh good lord help me!' She said exasperated causing Quinn to chuckle. 'I should know these things, my own wife was on the same damn squad you two are or were in your case. But I swear I always think she is exaggerating. I am really starting to think she is down playing things.'

'She's your wife?' Quinn blinked. Well duh! You don't kiss your friends like that, do you? She and Santana had never really met any other lesbian couples. She decided that it could be interesting to see how they acted with others.

'Out of everything I said that is the part that sticks?' Charlie snorted noting there were two coffees she picked one up and sipped. 'Mhhh nice. You want the smoothy? I am figuring she brought Strawberry since she wouldn't know what you liked.' She offered Quinn the drink who took it groaning in delight when she sipped. 'I think we have a winner.'

'Oh this is soooo good.' Quinn grinned, she was feeling guilty though for over reacting. 'Ok so how does Santana know the detective?'

'I don't know exactly what happened I wasn't here that night, but from what I have heard some boy was getting pretty rough with Santana. Her father threw him out. But he stuck around and when she stepped out for some fresh air he attacked her.' Charlie put a calming hand on Quinn who suddenly looked very distressed. 'Hey she's ok. Apparently that insane coach of hers saved her. My studly wife was called in to arrest the boy.'

Quinn felt the burn of rage in her stomach, when she found out who it was they were toast. 'Who was it?'

Charlie blinked Quinn looked utterly terrifying at that moment. Woo boy, she is protective. I feel sorry for the idiot that pissed her off. 'I really don't know sweets, but anyway Amy being Amy she made sure to check up on Santana after. I think they have a few things in common and Amy has made a point to hang out with Santana. And Santana seems to not mind.'

Quinn snorted. 'Let me guess they both have anger issues?'

'Something like that, I am guessing.' Charlie smiled. 'You know you are one of my favourite patients.' She figured a change of topic was in order. Quinn really had to stay calm at the moment.

Quinn arched an eyebrow at the obvious deflection and change of topic. What the hell all happened while I was in la la land? Cause I get the feeling it was quite a lot. 'Oh so you like crabby, bitchy blondes?'

Charlie laughed arching her own eyebrow. 'Did you see my wife? I don't think they come more blond, crabby or bitchy. But just like yours she is a pussy cat at heart cuddly and totally whipped.'

Quinn couldn't help she laughed, she could brood later and figure things out as she went. 'Point taken.' She was glad Santana hadn't heard the spot on description of her. She would argue violently against any such notion.

Rachel just wanted to earth to open up and swallow her whole. This had to be the most horrible Glee meeting she had ever attended, and that was saying something. She could not believe Shue and the rest. Poor Noah and Tina had spent the whole time fending off questions and pointed glares at her and Brittany. 'Britt how much longer?' She muttered.

'Few more minutes.' Brittany had been quite too. She really had thought all these people were her friends, but she was beginning to think that maybe she was wrong. It had been horrible they were all being so mean. They don't know anything.

'Mr Shue this is just totally not cool.' Puck stood in front of the girls trying to somehow get Shue to back off. He had been pushing them for information the whole damn hour. 'And this lesson? That is just low!' Mr Shue had made the weeks lesson about Secrets. He couldn't have been more obvious if he tried.

'Noah I told you already sit down or leave!' Mr Shue snapped, he was tired and his idea to get Brittany to open up had completely failed. 'I have made my decision the lesson stands.'

Noah growled, but sat down, he really didn't want to leave Rachel and Brittany to fend for themselves. Not that they couldn't, it just wasn't right that they had to. 'Fine.'

'Good.' Mr Shue stood back, he figured this was a good place to end Glee for the day. Everyone seemed rather out of sorts. 'I think that's it for today.'

'Mr Shue I prepared a song.' Finn said with barely controlled anger.

Mr Shue scratched the back of his neck. Even he had to admit that he didn't think it was a particularly good idea. But what harm could it possibly do? 'Ok Finn.'

Finn jumped up and handed the sheet music to the band and they immediately started shifting uncomfortably. 'I don't think this will need any explanation.' He sneered at Rachel as she started fidgeting uncomfortably.

There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain

Rachel bit her lip, now it truly was one of the worst moments of her life. She knew the song, and she knew what was still to come. As she watched at Finn she flinched. He was so angry and he was bearing down on her. Oh god, he's going to hit me!

Everyone else seemed to be a little in shock. They didn't move. And didn't seem to notice that Finn was dangerously close to Rachel. Or the look on his face.

Though we won't ever meet I remember your name

Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway

Brittany blinked a couple times. She could not believe that no one was doing anything to help Rachel. Finn was holding her up and was shaking her hard. Brittany tried to shove him off but he didn't budge. 'Finn stop! You're hurting her!' Brittany pushed again only to be shoved back again. But she wouldn't budge either. She had to help Rachel.

Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
Makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
So much crap coming out it must take you all day
There's a space kept in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck ar...

Not knowing what else to do Brittany cocked her fist just like Puck and Santana had taught her and let it rip. As her fist made solid contact with Finn's jaw the spell finally broke and chaos broke out. She saw Noah catch Rachel before she toppled over. Mr Shue was yelling at her, although she couldn't really hear what he was yelling. Finn was out cold on the ground and everyone else seemed to be yelling confused about what they were actually yelling about. The only thing she could think now that Finn let go of Rachel was that her hand hurt like hell. 'Autsch!'

'Brittany go to the Pricipal's office. Now!' Mr Shue's voice finally climbed above the din. 'The rest of you quit! Puck help Finn to the Nurse.'

'Oh hell no!' Noah yelled holding a shaking Rachel. If he went anywhere near Finn he would probably strangle him. 'I am taking both my girls to the Nurse. Brit's hand is probably broken and Rachel is fucking shaking because of fucking Hudson.'

'Brittany go to the Pricipal.' Mr Shue said again getting worked up that she wouldn't move.

'No she is coming with us. She defended me when no one else in this room would. If you punish her you will have to do the same to Finn.' Rachel whispered still completely rattled. 'Noah grab my bag I need my phone.' She looked at Noah and he nodded as he led both Brittany and Rachel out.

Quinn was drifting in that space between wakefulness and sleep. She wasn't sure she wanted to wake up again though, it just hurt to damn much. And after acting like an utter dick towards Santana earlier and the revelation that someone actually hit her Santana, she wasn't so sure how much more she could handle. And she wasn't even thinking about all her shitty hospital crap. But someone was watching her, she was pretty sure. 'If that is you San I swear I am gonna kick your ass. I told you watching me sleep is weird.' She mumbled. Taken aback when she felt soft lips on her cheek, they were not San's.

'Q! I am so happy you are awake!' Brittany grinned down at a blinking Quinn. Since she couldn't hug Quinn she had settled on a kiss on the cheek. She had to let Quinn know she cared.

'Hey Brit Brit.' Quinn chuckled, Brittany was always a good surprise. 'How you been?'

Brittany's smile faltered a bit. She felt so horrible. She had in her whole life never thought anything truly bad about anyone, but she had hit Finn. And although she felt horrible about it she would do it again in a heartbeat. She really didn't like Finn any more. 'Sad and I have missed you. Sannie was totes crazy sad.'

'But I am here now. No need to be sad any more Brit. And San is always crazy.' Quinn tried to cheer Brittany up, but something just seemed of. Quinn just hoped it wasn't her meds messing her head up otherwise she was going to confuse herself and Brit. She grabbed Brittany's hand then frowned when she found a light cast on her hand. 'What happened here?'

Brittany held up her hand and looked at it as if it didn't belong to her. She looked at Quinn. Santana was about to find out, and she was going to go berserk so she really should tell Quinn. 'I hit Finn in Glee today.'

Quinn blinked, she was pretty sure she looked a little like a fish out of water. This can't be real. What the fuck happened while I was sleeping? Seriously? Brittany's hitting people? What the fuck! 'Excuse me?' She finally managed after a few minutes. She was comfortable flabbergasted.

'Finn was hurting Rae and no one was doing anything. They just all sat there and stared while he sang that hateful song to her. And no one stopped him. I tried to get him away from her, but he is huge and he was so mad he just shoved me off. So I...I decked him.' Brittany said the last part softly.

Quinn sighed, she really did have to figure out what had led up to this. But Brittany needed comforting so she would figure it out later. 'Hey B it's ok. You were totally Rachel's knight in shining armour. You did the brave thing and I am proud of you. And San and Puck are going to be thrilled their lessons didn't go to waste.' Quinn smiled when Brittany looked at her hopefully.

'You think she'll let me kiss her like I was her prince charming?' Brittany smiled a little, she really had missed Quinn. She was so good at making Brittany feel good about things.

'Well you never know.' Quinn would have shrugged, but her back brace left her pretty immobile. 'And if she doesn't you can cuddle with me and San.' She offered. It had always amused her that Brittany seemed to have quite a crush on Rachel. She didn't think it was really serious, but it was cute.

'I am so there!' Brittany grinned. 'But no sexy times while I am there! You are totally married! That is so awesome Q.'

Quinn blinked, hell she hadn't gotten that far in thinking what the accident might inadvertently outed her and Santana's relationship to the general public. 'Thank you B.' She wrinkled her nose, who could be broody with B around. 'Hey B you know I think I missed some things while I was sleeping.'

'You have no idea!' Brittany agreed.

'Could you tell me?' Quinn figured that Brittany would give her a straight forward answer.

'Sure. San is going to be a while. She is making evil eyes at Puck because he was a jack ass.' Brittany pulled the chair closer to Quinn's bed so she could hold Quinn's hand. 'So where do you want me to start?'

'The start.' Quinn smiled, she really did love Brittany. She felt that familiar stab of guilt. They hadn't told Brittany about them getting married, and maybe they should have. Now it really didn't matter, since she was pretty sure everyone knew.

Santana's jaw had literately hit the floor. 'Please tell me you joking?'

'So not dude. Brittany decked Finn Hudson good. He was out cold.' Noah repeated fr about the tenth time. He and Rachel had expected a classic Lopez nuclear melt down. But instead she looked heart broken.

Rachel tentatively reached out and took Santana's hand. 'She's ok you know. She did it because she cares so much.'

Santana bit her lip, she never wanted this for Brittany. One of her sweetest qualities was that she always, always saw only the good in people. 'This is my fault.'

'Oh hell no Santana Lopez don't you even think that!' Rachel pulled Santana closer so she could look the other woman in the eyes. 'This is no ones fault but Finn Hudson.' She waited for Santana to nod tentatively. 'Brittany saved me, she is my personal hero, don't take away from that. She did a really brave and kind thing. She is already feeling guilty, she really doesn't need you to heap on your own guilt, and unwarranted guilt at that.'

Santana nodded, she knew all that. She just needed to hear it. 'When it rains it fucking pours.'

Noah laughed when the girl was right she was right. 'At least we can be proud we taught her right. I mean she knocked the fucker out cold. That's pretty impressive.'

'Yea it is.' Santana smiled the thought was still a little painful, but she had to admit she would have loved to have seen Bad-ass Brit. 'What happened after?'

'Nurse checked out our girls and then we all trooped into Figgens office.' Puck's face darkened, he was still pissed about that. They shouldn't have been there to begin with. 'They both got suspended. Brit till the end of the week and Finn two day longer.'

'Well that is utter bullshit!' Santana's jaw clenched angrily. 'Jesus when is some one going to finally do something about Frankenteen? Because this is seriously not funny any more.'

'I agree.' Rachel nodded sadly. It was hard for her to believe that the boy she had fallen in love with had turned into this angry man she didn't even recognize. 'I was hoping we could both talk to Amy, I already talked to my dads and I think it would be best if myself and Brittany get retraining orders as well.'

'Why the hell don't you just press charges?' Santana started pacing, she was once again completely filled with rage. Everything just heaped up. Everything at once, when were they going to catch a break?

Rachel looked at her feet not able to look at Santana. 'Because he might just turn around and lay charges against Brit.'

'That fucking bastard! He would do that, just to get back at you.' Without thinking Santana smashed her hand into the no parking sign leaving a sizeable dent. 'Holy fuck!' She yelped as pain shot through her hand. Quinn is going to kill me!

'Ahh fuck Lopez did you have to go and do something stupid?' Puck groaned as he led Santana inside. He had been so hopeful that Santana wasn't going to freak out on them. 'You need to get your shit under control dude. This is not cool.' He admonished her lightly, he was pretty sure Santana didn't hear a word he said though she was cursing up a storm. Well he thought she was cursing, Spanish wasn't his best language.

Rachel sighed this was going to be hell to explain to Quinn and Brittany. She wasn't looking forward to that talk. 'I'll go tell Quinn and Brittany.'

Santana sheepishly shuffled into Quinn's room an hour later. And was nearly knocked down when Brittany jumped on her. 'Hey slugger.' She hugged Brittany to her hard. She was still upset, but now add loopy from the pain pill the nurses had given her after they checked out her hand.

'San did you hear? I totally knocked Finn out. Quinn says I was Rae's knight in shinning armour, but she still won't let me kiss her.' Brittany pouted at the last part looking at Rachel with puppy dog eyes earning herself a chuckle and a head shake from Rachel.

'She is being very stubborn then. Who wouldn't like to kiss you.' Santana stumbled a little and giggled. 'Hey baby I so brought you an ass hat to talk to.'

Quinn sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. Santana was high, she was such a light weight when it came to pain medication. 'Well look we have Holyfield and Tyson with us today. With a side of Puck. Aren't I lucky girl.'

Puck shuffled in looking a little unsure whether he should be there or not. 'Hey baby mama.'

Santana started giggling loudly. 'Baby mama!' She laughed even louder then poked Puck in the chest. 'You really shouldn't call her that. Cause my woman is gonna kick your ass! And then I will kick it some more.' Santana blinked then turned around obviously finding something else more interesting to do. 'OOOhhh coffee.' Santana skipped to the long cold and forgotten Coffee Amy had brought earlier. She pulled Brittany with her as they giggled and talked to each other.

'Oh what the fuck is that?' Puck asked not exactly sure what to make of Santana. She was equal parts scary and completely kid like. She and Brittany were playing hop scotch for heaven's sake. 'Did she hit her head as well as her hand?'

Quinn snorted holding out her hand to Santana who was currently dancing around with Brittany having discovered Hopscotch needed her to be able to focus. Santana's eyes lit up when she saw Quinn's hand and she rushed over. 'You see my lovely wife here is a total light weight. Anything stronger than an Asperin and she gets high as a kite.'

'Shhhhh beautiful, don't go telling all my secrets.' Santana stage whispered loudly. Then giggled and kissed Quinn softly.

Brittany loved when Santana got like this. Wasn't very often, since Santana absolutely hated not being in control. But if she got hurt enough she would have to take something stronger and then she and Brittany got to play like when they were still in kindergarten. And it was perfect since she really did need some cheering up. 'Come on San lets go outside and play.'

Santana turned to Quinn pouting. She really wanted to go. 'Can I? I know you are angry, but please?'

'Sure baby go and play. We'll talk later about hitting inanimate objects and getting your ass kicked by them.' Quinn laughed as Santana grabbed Brittany and ran off. 'B bring her back in time for dinner!'

'Sure Q.' Brittany called over her shoulder.

'Well I'll be.' Puck laughed as he watched the two run off. 'Never would have guessed.'

'That's the point. She didn't want anyone to know, so keep it to yourself Puck or you and me will have a problem. It is good to see you though Puck thanks for looking out for Brittany and Rae.' He nodded his head, just happy that he was getting the chance to be there. Quinn observed Rachel, the way she was still shaking. And how she looked so unhappy and guilty. 'Rae come here will you? I would totally come to you, but the nurses would have a fit!'

Rachel grinned a little, it didn't quite reach her eyes though, as she plopped into the chair next to Quinn's chair. 'I am so glad you are awake Quinn.'

'So am I. It seems I missed a lot.' Quinn squeezed Rachel's hand. 'I am sorry Rae, I really am. And just to be very clear...none of this is your fault.' She said softly, she knew that Rachel being Rachel would on some level blame herself for the accident and everything that happened after. 'None of it.'

The song I used is a song by Archive the tittle if you hadnt guessed yet is Fuck You. It is usually my fuck the world song when I am pissed, but it seemed to work out rather well for the scene.