Chapter 11.

"Here you go ma'am, hope you enjoy and please come again. Bye now." Quinn said to the lady she was currently serving whilst passing over her cup of herbal tea. The woman smiled in response and put a few coins in the tip jar, receiving a smile from Quinn.

As she went to greet the next customer, her speech faltered when she saw who it was. "What do you want?" She asked, giving the girl in front of her the cold shoulder.

"So you remember me then," Santana let out a sigh, "I'm just wondering if Britt's here?" She asked in a soft voice, trying not to give the blonde any attitude considering she's one of Brittany's best friends.

Santana didn't plan to meet Brittany today, but she got a call from the hospital saying she was due a check-up; so she finished work early and decided to dip into the café and try and catch Brittany for a few minutes.

Quinn eyed the brunette up and down and gave her a weary look, "Today's Thursday. It's her day off." Quinn told her as if it was obvious.

It clicked for Santana then. She should have remembered that Brittany said she was busy on Thursday because she had plans with someone. Santana looked at Quinn for a second before letting her shoulders sag. "Look, I'm sorry for shouting at you the other day."

"So you should be." Quinn snapped. "Brittany's my best friend and you tried to stop me from comforting her, all because you had stupid jealousy issues." Quinn sensed she was raising her voice so took a moment to calm herself before carrying on, "I know that the whole thing was a shock you both of your systems, but you need to remember that I and Rachel have been the ones to be there for her."

Santana nodded, knowing that the girl in front of her and Rachel kept Brittany together, throughout whatever happened to her. "I know." Was all she said.

Quinn pursed her lips and nodded. She wiped her hands on the towel that was under the desk and then wiped then on her jeans before sticking her right hand out, offering a hand shake to Santana.

Santana let out a small laugh before sticking her own out to meet Quinn's.

"My names Quinn Fabray, I'm happily in love with my girlfriend Rachel Berry, and my best friend is Brittany, so if you ever hurt either one of those…you will die, just sayin'." Quinn tightened her grip towards the end, forcing Santana to take the warning seriously.

"Oh well, my names Santana Lopez…I'm a raging lesbian who is totally in love with your best friend and have been for many years. And if I ever hurt her, I give you permission to kill me. The hobbit however…I can't promise anything. So many jokes, so little time." Santana replied, inwardly hoping that Quinn understood her sarcasm.

"Challenge accepted." Quinn said with a raised eyebrow.

Both girls shared a laugh together before Santana glanced at the clock that was on the wall behind Quinn. "I've gotta go, but can I ask you a question about Britt?" Quinn just nodded in response, "Is she seeing anyone?" Santana mumbled, not 100% sure she wants to know the answer.

Quinn let out a low chuckle and shook her head, "No. Brittany's single."

-XxX-

"I talked to the doctor before I came in today." Brittany said from her place next to her mom's bed. She'd been at the hospital for a half hour now, gently cleaning her mother's hair with a damp wash cloth. "They think they might be able to do some skin grafts. But…I have a feeling you wouldn't want them. Oh, and they said they debating operating on your voice box. They used lots of weird words but they said they may be able to give you slight control of it." Brittany let out a sad laugh before looking directly into her mom's eyes.

"How the hell am I gonna tell Santana about you, huh?"

Flashback:

"San, aren't you gonna tell your parents soon? We're lobsters, we're gonna be together forever. You may aswell tell them soon." Brittany suggested.

The two girls were hanging out at the pierce household, snuggled up on the couch watching re-runs of Friends. Santana had her back against the arm of the couch with her legs stretched in front of them; Santana sitting between her legs and leaning on her chest.

She felt the girl in her arms let out a shaky breath and instantly knew she said the wrong thing. "Sorry, Sanny." Brittany mumbled into her girlfriend's neck.

Santana turned her head in Brittany direction and shook her head, "You have nothing to be sorry about, baby." She told the girl. "I really wanna tell them. So fucking bad. But you've met my parents, they're so unpredictable. What if they kick me out, Britt?" She questioned.

Brittany shrugged, "Then you can stay here. You know my mom loves you; she'll be fine with it. We'll be like one big happy family." Brittany said with a smile, giving Santana a squeeze.

"And you know I love your mom, Britt. But that's not the point." Before Santana could continue they heard the front door open and close, followed by footsteps making their way into the house.

"Brittany? Are you home, sweetie?" They heard a familiar voice ring out throughout the house.

"Yeah, in here." Brittany yelled back.

"Santana! Hi!" Santana grinned at the older woman in front of her. Santana always said she is literally Brittany in 20 years, everything about her…is Brittany. Which may be why she loves her so much.

The blonde woman walked over and gave Santana a small hug, "Hey Katharine." Santana mumbled.

She then went and placed a loving Kiss on Brittany's forehead.

"So girls. What were we talking about? Gossip? Holidays? Shoes? I'm open to talk about all of them."

Brittany and Santana both laughed along. "We were talking about Santana coming out to her parents." Brittany supplied, earning a slight elbow in the stomach curtsey of Santana.

Katharine looked at Santana in surprise, "You still haven't done that?" She asked, only for Santana to shake her head.

There was a few seconds silence which confirmed that Santana wasn't going to continue. "She's scared of their reaction." Brittany mumbled, rubbing a soothing hand up and down Santana's arm.

Katharine's face changed into one of sympathy and moved to sit on the floor in front of the two girls, taking Santana's hand into her own she looked the brunette in the eye.

"Santana, my daughter loves you, I love you, even Chris loves you. Do you know who else loves you? Your parents. I know this for a fact. Because lets face it, you're impossible not to love because you're a big softie," Santana smiled at the sound of Brittany giggling at that, "But if there was EVER a reason that you need somewhere to go or somebody to talk to, this house is always open for you. Every second of every day."

Santana nodded, trying to concentrate on not letting the tears that were pooling in her eyes out. "Thanks, Katharine. I love you guys too."

End Flashback.

From that moment, Santana was always at Brittany's house; sometimes to talk to Katharine instead of Brittany. That's why Brittany felt like she can't tell Santana. Because it might break her.

"I need to go the toilet. I'll back in a few minutes, ok?" Brittany told her mom before walking out the door.

Walking down the corridor, she smiled at the people walking by her. "Hi Dr Burke. Bye Dr Burke." She said as she went past the familiar man, who gave her a smile and a nod before carrying on with his conversation.

"Brittany?"

Brittany froze instantly at the voice, knowing exactly who it was and fearing she may have to tell the truth sooner than she wanted.

So here you go!

Just want to thank everyone who have reviewed, they mean the world to me. So keep it up.

Here's the thing: I'm updating this story to quick for my liking, and I feel like I'm rushing it. So In order to slow it down, I'm posting a story on the side. Posting between the two will be switched. So it will be update this, update that, update this, update that. I'm hoping this will maybe give me some more inspiration too.

So check out the story, it's Brittana in high school with a twist: Brittany has Autism. It also doesn't help that Santana is trying to escape something. Why do I sense a theme with my fics?