I'm back y'all! here's chapter ten, also I'm putting this up on tumblr (DCBoutFairytales), that is also my twiter so if any of you want to tweet me or do whatever on tumblr you are more than welcome (also review, people!) hope you like the chapter.
Italics are flashbacks and Santana's or Brittany's thoughts when they are not pointed out.
Santana looked up from her hands that still were at the blondes tights and looked into the blue orbs that were her eyes, she breathed in and dropped the bomb.
"Move in with me"
"What?" said Brittany.
"Move in with me, permanently" repeated Santana.
"Santana, I..." the blonde trailed off.
"As I've said you don't have to, neither you have to answer right away, just please consider it"
"I'll think about it okay, give me time" said Brittany.
"All the time you want" answered Santana looking back down.
Brittany looked at the brunette who looked kind of defeated and put her hand on top of one of the other girl's making her look back into her eyes smiling when they made visual contact again.
"It's not that I don't want to, I have to talk with Quinn and bring all my stuff... It's a lot to think about" said the blonde wanting to move from the brunette's lap.
"There's no problem with the space" said Santana locking her arms around the blonde, almost like she was reading her mind and not wanting to let her do what she was thinking.
"But as I've said that's not the only thing" protested Brittany.
"I'm sure Quinn won't mind, it will be more room for her and she can also have people without minding another person around"
"You're going to start giving me reasons why I should move in now?" asked the blonde.
"Pretty much, yes, why? It's a problem?" said Santana acting innocent.
"Oh please drop the act, you're as innocent as my cat is thin" said the tall girl swatting lightly at Santana's arm which only made the Latina pull her even closer to her.
"You may be taller but I'm stronger so fighting won't help you" said Santana smiling.
"You know? Another reason why you should move in with me is that, I have checked and, this is closer to your job" she added.
"Hmmm maybe if you keep giving me good reasons I'll consider it more" pondered the blonde.
"You're safer here" said Santana.
"I'd be safe somewhere else too"
"You have Will and a key and a code for the floor on the elevator"
"I would probably have some doorman somewhere else"
"Well you... You have ME here" said the Latina a little shy.
"And that's a good thing because…" Brittany trailed off.
"I can, and will, protect you, with my life" said Santana sincerely looking back up into Brittany's eyes.
"Santana..."
"Come on, I'm begging you here... I've never felt anything like this before"
"Anything like what?"
"I'm just feeling things I've never felt before... Like ever..." Santana said looking away.
"Santana..." Brittany said putting her hand on the brunette's cheek and moving her face back.
"I... I think I love you..." whispered the brunette defeated.
"Love? What kind of love?" asked Brittany.
"Like I have romantic feelings for you love" explained Santana.
"But... I..." said Brittany.
"I'm as surprised as you are... I've never loved anyone so this is new for me and I don't really understand it but please, even if you don't feel that way could you please not leave? I've had enough rejection from people to last all my life and then some..." said Santana looking down.
"No San... I won't reject you... I... I won't say that I feel the same but I'm staying" said the blonde hugging the Latina.
"Does that mean you move in with me?" asked the brunette without moving from the embrace.
"Yes Santana, I'll move in with you" sighed the blonde.
"You won't regret it I swear, I promise to act as normal as I can so it's not awkward for you."
Then, a heartbeat after, the doors of the elevator were being strongly and desperately knocked on. Both girls looked at each other confused.
"All right all right, I'm already coming no need to throw the doors down" said Santana getting to the elevator and opening it, the next thing she saw being a pair of usually happy brown eyes looking at her, now with no life in them, full of tears, pain and sorrow, then the owner of said eyes fell into the brunette's arms who carried the broken girl to the living room.
"Claudia baby, what's wrong?" Santana asked to the redhead.
Claudia seemed completely out of it and didn't respond.
"Santana?" called the blonde "who is this?"
"Claudia, she... She's a friend, and something really bad had to happen to make her act like this, I'm impressed that she got here..." explained Santana.
Brittany looked as Santana kept trying to make the girl respond and got a pang of something she hadn't felt in a long time when the redhead was embraced the minute she did respond to Santana's voice. Jealousy.
"Oh Claud, what is it honey?" cooed the brunette.
"He, and then she... And then Mrs..." Claudia bawled.
Santana started shooing the girl and kept her against her chest, also showing to Brittany a side of her no one knew.
"Santana" the blonde whispered, calling the woman's attention "Do you want me to go? Give you privacy?"
"Don't be silly, I trust you so she can do so too" answered the Latina.
Brittany then sat in front of Santana and Claudia on the little wooden table that was between the couch and the wall that housed the TV flat screen. If she was going to stay she might as well be comfortable.
Claudia finally calmed down enough to start talking and explain to Santana what happened.
"Jinks, he... They killed him..." the young girl cried out.
"Oh, I'm truly sorry, I didn't know him so much but I'm sure he was a nice guy" said Santana rubbing a comforting hand through the redhead's back.
"A-and then something happened at the warehouse and HG died, and the warehouse was blown to the ground, Artie is already restoring everything but I don't know if they are gonna bring HG back and I'm sure we can't bring Jinks back..." the girl explained.
Brittany knew nothing about whatever the girl was speaking but knew they had to let her speak to let it all out so she made no questions, she would ask Santana later, another thing would be the Latina answering those questions.
"I'm sorry love... I wish I could do some to fix it or to ease your pain" said Santana.
"Can I stay the night?" asked Claudia rubbing her eyes.
"Of course, I'll arrange the couch for you" Santana answered.
"But where will Brittany sleep?" the redhead acted as if she knew nothing about the shenanigans Santana and Brittany had.
"She sleeps with me... Not that way of course, we just sleep" the brunette answered nervously.
Santana prepared the couch and tucked the girl then kissed her forehead and guided Brittany to the bedroom. They changed clothes and got into bed.
"So, what was all that?" asked the blonde after a few seconds.
"Well I can't really tell you 'cause she works for the government but some dear persons died recently" explained Santana.
"Oh... I'm really sorry then"
"I didn't know Jinks that well but HG is a great loss for both of us" added the Latina.
"What about Claudia?" inquired the blonde.
"What about her?"
"What's with the baby's and the love's and all that, what is she to you?" cleared Brittany.
Santana quirked an eyebrow "Are you like, jealous? Cause first of all we are not together or anything and second of all I don't have that kind of feelings for her, she's like the little sister I never had"
"Jealous? Pfff Please I'm not jealous. Why would I be jealous? I'm not" stuttered Brittany becoming nervous.
"Right, and that's why you're so nervous about it, because you're not jealous at all"
"Okay, I may be a little bit but I don't know why... Or I don't understand it" explained the blonde.
"Maybe because you do have some kind of feelings for me, think about it, why would you feel jealousy about my relationship with Claudia if you didn't feel at least attracted to me"
"Well I have already said that I do find you attractive but my feelings are a bit harder to understand for me..."
"Brittany, do you have feelings for me? It is obvious that you like me but it doesn't have to imply strong feelings, although if you do have feelings it would be different, you'd be in luv with little ol' me" smirked Santana, actually hopeful about the feelings thing.
"Let's see, I do have some kind of feelings, but I don't really understand them 'cause I've never had them before" explained the blonde.
"I could help you understand them" Santana announced turning serious "what did you feel when you kissed me or I kissed you?"
"Well, it was nice, very, I don't know..." the tall girl trailed off.
"Have you ever kissed before? Or was I your first?"
"No, I have kissed other people"
"Then I have to ask, was it the best of them all?"
Brittany murmured something that the brunette didn't catch well.
"What? Britt you're gonna have to speak louder" Santana said.
"I said yes, it was the best" the blonde spoke turning red.
"Why thank you Brittany, I could say that it was one of the best" the best one "for me, okay, next question, did you feel something?"
"I felt like flying, like I could do anything and everything, like... I don't know, like every other kiss I've ever had meant nothing at all"
"Such a poetic answer, now look me in the eye and tell me you don't have feelings for me..."
Brittany did so and took a breath in to say the words that would change her life, for better or worse.