Dani was pissed. She'd left the loft an hour ago and had yet to calm down from the events of the afternoon. She mindlessly wandered the streets until she ended up in a coffee shop, hoping that a warm drink would help her relax enough to properly think. However, the caffeine only amped her up, so now she was irate and energized.

She was furious with Santana for not telling her she had a girlfriend, but her anger only doubled every time she thought back to how Santana had accused her of knowing all along. She wanted so badly to be able to deny the accusation, but deep down she knew she couldn't. She had never asked about Santana's girlfriend. It had been the unspoken topic they had consciously skirted around for the three months they'd been hooking up. The fact that Santana wasn't single had been very apparent due to the blatant lack of discussing anything related to relationships. Dani had never brought up the topic of labelling what she and Santana were doing, because she just knew her ex was with someone else.

However, it still infuriated her that Santana brought it up in the way that she had. It was as if she was expecting Dani to just be okay with the fact that she was more or less the mistress in the whole fucked up situation. Obviously after what happened today they couldn't go back to pretending what Santana was doing wasn't cheating - and part of Dani's anger was over the fact that she couldn't just go back to the feigned ignorance and mind-blowing sex.

As she continued to wander the streets of Brooklyn, she realized her anger wouldn't subside until she had a chance vent. She started making her way to the one person she could always count on, although she knew an 'I told you so' would most likely be in store for her.

"Hey," Elliott greeted as he opened his front door, "Did we have plans?"

"No," Dani said with a shake of her head, and Elliott could tell right away something was off. "I just figured I would stop by to see if you were home, but if you're busy, I can come back another time…"

Elliott interrupted his friend, who looked like she was about two seconds from leaving, "Does it seem like I'm busy?" He teased as he ushered her into his apartment, "Unless you count eating dinner while watching the news as an eventful night in."

Dani chuckled, but it was different from her usual laughter. "Curry?" She asked as she glanced towards the kitchen.

Elliott nodded, knowing that his friend could tell by the smell of the food filling the apartment, "Want some?"

Dani gave a small nod and he headed into the kitchen to dish up two bowls. He led his friend to the couch and handed her a bowl before settling in his usual spot and shifting to face her, "So, what's up?"

He watched as Dani avoided his gaze, taking a small bite of food and chewing for longer than necessary before finally responding, "I was at Santana's earlier."

Elliott gave a hum of acknowledgment to encourage her to continue. As soon as Dani showed up at his door, he had a feeling it had something to do with Santana. However, he still wasn't sure what happened.

Dani pushed her food around the bowl, seeming to be lost in thought. When she began to speak, her focus remained on her dinner rather than her friend, "We were hooking up and her girlfriend came home."

Elliott let out a gasp that he knew was probably the most dramatic sound he had ever emitted, "She caught you?"

"No," Dani responded with a quick shake of her head, "She didn't see anything and Santana got her out of the apartment…" she paused and shook her head, her frustration becoming more visible, "But that's not the point." Dani finally glanced up, holding her friend's gaze, "She has a girlfriend! And she's been sleeping with me for three months!"

Elliott was silent as he processed the information. He could tell his lack of an immediate response was getting to the blonde.

"So? Anything to say?" Dani asked, "I know you judged me for not asking if she was single the first time she showed up in my dressing room. Guess you were right."

Elliott sighed, "I'm not happy about this, D," he said gently, knowing his friend was hurting. As much as he had wanted her to ask Santana months ago, he wasn't going to rub that in her face now. "I only wanted you to ask because I didn't want you to get hurt."

She gave a small nod as she looked back at her food, "I can't believe she didn't tell me she was still with her."

"Dani," Elliott said in a stern, yet gentle tone, "We both knew she wasn't single. You two have been actively avoiding the subject so much, it would have been comical if it wasn't so annoying."

Dani's gaze snapped up and she seemed even angrier, "I didn't know!" She protested, "How could I have known? She never told me!"

Elliott raised an eyebrow and waited until Dani calmed down enough to guiltily drop her gaze after her outburst. "She might not have ever confirmed it, but I know you had your suspicions."

"I'm sorry," she murmured so quietly he almost missed it, "She just said something similar before I left - about how I knew, so I just kind of got angry all over again."

"Understandable," he reassured her before asking something he was curious about, "What was her reaction to almost being caught?"

Dani considered that a moment as she took another small bit of her dinner, "She freaked out."

Elliott was frustrated he didn't have more to go on and put his bowl on the coffee table, "Okay, I'm gonna need you to walk me through what happened and then explain what your thoughts are about the situation."

The blonde followed his example and set her dish aside before recounting the events of the afternoon. She told him about her angry musings while wandering the streets of Bushwick before ending up at Elliott's doorstep.

When she finished, Elliott had a better understanding of what went down. And he definitely could tell that she was mad, but he still wasn't sure why she seemed so outraged when it had been so obvious that Santana was with someone else.

He decided to broach the subject gently, not wanting to upset her further, "Are you going to talk to her about this?"

"I told her to lose my number," Dani explained, "I doubt she'll listen, but it's not like I have to answer if she calls or tries to text me."

"So, you're just never going to see her again?" Elliott asked, knowing that wasn't the best way to resolve an extremely complicated situation.

"What am I supposed to do, Elliott?" Dani asked in exasperation, "She has a girlfriend! It's not like we can keep sneaking around now that it's out in the open."

The pieces began to click together and he gave a nod of understanding, "That's what the anger is about. You're not as much mad at Santana as upset that the hook-ups have to stop."

"Of course I'm mad at her, she's been lying to me for months!"

"Save it," Elliott said as he put a hand up, "I'm sure there's a part of you that's mad that she's in a relationship, but what brought you to my doorstep tonight is your frustration that you can't pretend not to know anymore."

Dani looked ready to protest, but held Elliott's knowing gaze until she sank back further into the couch. "It was just going so well," she said in a soft voice, "And it was such a perfect situation. I'm not looking for anything serious right now; I'm always with the band, I work weird hours, and don't have time to be a good girlfriend. Plus, you know the band and I have talked about going to LA if things keep stalling with the record label we've been in contact with out here. With Santana, I didn't have to worry about her wanting to get serious. We could just meet up whenever it was convenient and have really amazing sex. She's hot, she's good in bed, and she's fun to be around. That combination doesn't come around all that often."

Elliott took a moment to process everything his friend had said, "Not that I'm advocating cheating, because I'm really not, but if the situation with Santana is so perfect, then why are you convinced it has to end? The only thing that changed is that now you two can't play dumb about her girlfriend."

"It's just different now," Dani said with a sigh, "I guess part of me was hoping that if she was in a relationship, it wasn't going well or her girlfriend was a bitch. Any reason to justify the behavior. But her girlfriend seemed nice. There's no reason Santana should want to be with me."

"Be with you?" Elliott repeated, wondering if despite Dani's claims of not wanting anything serious, there was some underlying desire for a relationship with her ex.

"I mean, like, have sex with me or whatever," she clarified with a roll of her eyes, "I know why I'm sleeping with her, but I don't get why she's risking her relationship to sleep with me."

Elliott gave a small nod as he caught on to what she was saying. He still wasn't entirely convinced there weren't deeper feelings, but that wasn't something he was going to delve into tonight. "Would that make a difference?"

"What?" Dani asked, a confused frown on her face.

"If you knew why she was cheating on her girlfriend with you, would that make a difference in your decision to keep seeing her?"

Dani didn't seem any less confused as she considered the question, but Elliott could tell she at least understood what he was asking, even if she wasn't sure of her answer, "I don't know."

There was a pause as Dani continued to be lost in her thoughts, while Elliott became wrapped up in his own thoughts. Eventually, he turned on the TV just to spare them from the silence that filled the apartment as they ate their dinner. Dani left not long after they finished eating and Elliott wished he knew what was going through her head as she headed out of his apartment. After cleaning up the dishes, he returned to his own thoughts, which all pointed to the same conclusion - he needed to talk to Santana.

A/N: Let me know your thoughts on this chapter! I know the last two chapters have been pretty short, but hopefully the faster updates make up for it.