Author's Note: Hi, Everybody. I'm back. Life has just been busy lately, and I got writer's block. But fortunately, my mind has been unblocked. I wanted to give a shout out to SantanaLover 16 for sending me a PM that got me inspired again. And I would also like to thank everyone who added their ideas for a song for Britt to sing to Santana. IvyPoison 12 suggested the song that I chose, so thank you.

Note: I'm taking out Finn's version of Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun out of this version of I Kissed a Girl completely, because I feel that while the song was in character for Finn, Santana's acceptance of the song as his apology was very out of character for her. I might put it in a later in a different story, but it think that it's too early while in the timeline of her outing and her acceptance of herself to just be like "It's ok, I forgive you and Im over it", like she was during the song. So I'm replacing it with Brittany's song instead.

So happy reading, and remember to R&R.

Mercedes put her arm around Brittany's shoulders as they walked down the hallway. She could feel Brittany shaking, and Mercedes felt for her.

"You ok, Girl?" She asked softly. Brittany shook her head.

"No, I'm not. I can't believe that they did that… that every one of our friends could do that to her. " Brittany turned to Santana who was walking along silently beside them. "You ok, San?"

Santana let out a laugh which said that she was anything but alright, but didn't say anything else. They all were silent as they walked out of the school and to Mercedes' car. Santana's car was still in the parking lot from the night before.

"I owe you a big thank you." Santana said to Mercedes. "I don't remember much of yesterday, but I know that you helped us get home. Out of all of the people that I expected to be there for me at the beginning of this year, you weren't one of them. But you've turned out to be the only one left standing. You are a good friend, Mercedes." Mercedes was surprised when Santana suddenly leaned over and gave her a big hug. She too hadn't expected to be friends with the HBIC of McKinley High, but she liked the feeling. Brittany leaned over and joined the hug, making it into a big group hug. After a moment they all pulled away, and said their goodbyes. Santana and Brittany headed to Santana's car.

Brittany got in and got buckled. It took her a second, to realize that Santana was making no move to get buckled or even to start the car. She was just staring out the windshield. Brittany followed her gaze wondering if somebody had left a note or something, but nothing was there.

"San?"

"You know what makes me so angry about this whole thing?" Santana said suddenly still staring out the window. "Kurt got to come out when he was ready…. I wanted to be ready so badly… I wanted to be able to just wake up one morning and be ready to say that I'm gay, and that I'm hopeless in love with my best friend. But every morning, I would wake up and still be scared. Sometimes, I would roll over and see you getting ready, and know that as soon as I would leave the room, I would go back to pretending that you were nothing more than just a friend to me. I wanted so badly to come out, for you… and now I don't even get the chance." Santana paused, and turned toward her, tears streaming from her eyes. "I'm so sorry." Santana whispered, desperately.

In that moment, Brittany prayed that Finn Hudson would walk by so that she could have the satisfaction of doing more than just a mere slap to his face. "You have nothing to be sorry for, San… It's not your fault. If anyone's sorry beside's Finn, it should be me. There have been many times over the past couple of years that I've pushed you before you were ready, and I know that I've hurt you by that… and that I've given you the impression that you had to come out for us to be happy. But, San, I would have waited for you, and I know that you were making progress, and I'm sorry that Finn ruined your chance to come out in your own time, on your own terms."

Brittany pulled her into a hug, and felt Santana snuggle against her chest. They snuggled together for a couple of minutes more before Santana decided that they had better get going before anyone else came out of the building. But as she started the car, she reached over and grabbed Brittany's hand, and held it the whole way home.

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The next day of Lady Music week was Puck's turn. But at least he didn't start with a big speech on how she should accept herself because they all accept her. No, he just jumped into his song, which was Melissa Etheridge's 'I'm the Only One'. It wasn't Santana's type of music, but she knew that Brittany had a closet passion for her. It was easier to handle today, because even from the beginning she could tell that Puck wasn't really focused on her. While he was singing his song, he kept watching Shelby and that was fine for Santana. It felt nice to have just a few moments where the attention was focused on someone else.

"That was for you… Santana." Puck said at the end. "Yeah, I know I was just part of a phase, but whatever, happy to oblige, always." Santana couldn't help but cringe at that. While Puck could be sweet, and was actually kind of a gentleman away from the school, he was one of her biggest regrets. How many nights had she crawled into his arms and bed, hoping that this time she wouldn't spend it thinking about Brittany… how many times had she prayed that God would make her normal, so that she could enjoy sleeping with Puck, and not spend hours in the shower, crying afterward.

Santana picked up her bag, and walked out to door, but not before seeing that Brittany was talking to Mercedes in the corner of the room. She got out into the hallway, and leaned against the wall waiting for her girlfriend. Suddenly, a gentle cough from the locker on the other side of her caused her to look over and see Quinn standing next to her.

"Are you singing to me next, Q?" Santana said sarcastically, not really wanting to deal with her former other best friend. A part of her was hurt that Quinn was going along with Finn's lesson, but the other part of her knew that even though they fought and had periods of time when they couldn't stand each other that Quinn had her back.

"I just wanted to apologize. You didn't deserve any of this San… and I'm sorry that I didn't stick up for you in Glee either yesterday or today."

"Why didn't you? " Santana asked curiously.

"I don't have a good excuse, except to say that I've been caught up in my own problems with Puck, Shelby and Beth, to pay attention and see that my two best friends are hurting, and as for not speaking up for you, I didn't understand what was going on, but I do now, and I'm sorry that this is happening to you, and Brittany." Quinn said.

"If that's the case, then Q… I owe you an apology too. I'm sorry that I've been so caught up with my family drama and Brittany to notice that my best friend is having a hard time dealing with giving her baby up." Santana said, sharing a look with Quinn. Both of them knew that they had forgiven the other, and now nothing more needed to be said.

Brittany walked out of the room few moments later, to see her two best friends standing together, watching the after school traffic go down the hallway. In fact she saw a freshman turn the other way, when he noticed that both of the HBIC's were together again. He looked like he was about to wet himself, and Brittany held back a giggle.

"If you two are done scaring freshman, I think that I'm in the mood to go get some ice cream." Brittany said. She turned to Santana and spied a cat hair on her jacket, and it gave her an idea. She gave her girlfriend, her best puppy dog look. "Can we get Lord Tubbington some too? Please San. He's been so good lately."

Despite her dislike for Brittany's overweight ball of fluff, Santana was unable to resist the look, and nodded, as she moved off the wall.

"Whipped." Quinn muttered under her breath, and Santana just growled her direction. After a second, they all looked at each other, and started laughing.

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Santana was checking out her make-up in her locker mirror the next morning, making sure that none of it was smudged. And even though today, had been better, she knew that she had only two more days until the ad aired, and things would change. Her emotions were still all over the place, and it didn't help that her mom had yelled at her this morning for some stupid stuff. She loved her parents, she really did, but most of the time she felt that they could care less about her. They were both so caught up in their own lives, that she just felt like a trophy on the wall, that they could dust her off when they needed her, and then put her back when they were finished. She had no idea what they would do when she told them that she was gay.

"So what do you think of the new assignment?" Finn asked, scaring her, as he appeared suddenly beside her. "It's pretty sweet, right?"

"Do you realize you're basically forcing me out of the flannel closet?" She asked, slamming her locker shut and rolling her eyes at him.

"Salazar's ad's going to run. That's what's forcing you to deal with this." Finn added. There wouldn't have been an ad if you hadn't have outed me in the hallway, you stupid jerk. Santana thought to herself.

"Why are you getting so worked up about this?" Santana yelled.

"'Cause I don't want you to die." Finn answered. Santana just stared at him wondering what in the hell he was talking about. "A few weeks ago, some kid who made one of those 'It Gets Better' videos killed himself." Santana gasped, both in shock at the nerve of Finn thinking that she would just end it like that leaving Brittany behind, and in sadness for that kid. "You deal with your anxiety surrounding this stuff by attacking other people, and someday, that's not going to be enough and you might start attacking yourself."

"Well, thanks, but that's never going to happen. I'd miss me too much." Santana said, sarcasm dripping from her words. And just when she thought that it couldn't get any worse Finn had to open his mouth again.

"Look, you were my first. That means something to me. You mean something to me. If something ever were to happen to you, and I didn't do everything that I could to try and stop it, I'd never be able to live with myself." Finn said, just before walking away. However, he didn't get very far before Santana's voice stopped him.

"You know, Finn, it's funny how I mean something to you now, after you outed me, when after we finished hooking up, you told me that it meant nothing, that I meant nothing to you. You called me a whore, and yelled at me about how my reputation was worth more than the feelings of others. Then you left me in that motel. Now who is the whore Finn? We both know that you aren't doing this lesson for my benefit because if you were, then you would understand this isn't what I want. No, instead you are just doing this to further your reputation as the Glee Club's hero." Santana said angrily, tears of anger streaming down her face. Finn turned around and took a step toward her, but his path was suddenly blocked by Brittany.

"You take one more step towards her, and I'll make sure that you and the Hobbit never have any children to populate the Shire." Brittany said her voice low and dark, stealing her girlfriend's insult skills for a moment.

"I know that you and Santana don't believe me, but I really am doing this because I care about her, and about you Britt. I'm sorry for the way that things happened, and this is the only way that I know how to make it better, I have to make it better. Burt told me that I did."

"Oh, and that really makes it ok? You aren't doing this out of a desire to make things right... you're doing it just to get out of trouble. You're really pathetic, you know that." Brittany said, before shaking her head at him. "Come on Santana." Brittany grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her away from Finn, leaving him standing there staring at her, as if she had just spoke Martian or something.

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"Santana?" Brittany said coming out of her bathroom, later that night.

"Hmm?" Santana answered from the bed, where she was looking at something on Brittany's laptop. She looked up as Brittany came into the room. "What do you need, Britt?"

"You." Brittany said simply, causing Santana's heart rate to increase, and despite her skin tone, Santana knew that she was blushing. Brittany gently leaned over and took the laptop from her girlfriend's hands, closed it, and placed it beside them on the bed. Then she held out her hand for Santana to take. "Dance with me?" Santana nodded and took Brittany's hand. They walked to the center of the room, and Brittany used her free hand to fish her stereo remote out of her pocket. She fiddled with it for a few seconds trying to find the right song.

"This song is my version of how I feel, about you, about us. I know you've been though hell this week, San, and that it might even get worse from here, but I wanted to give you this, so that if or when those hard times come you can look back on this and know how much i love you."

Santana recogized the first chords of Taylor Shift's Ours, and she felt her eyes start to mist. Brittany gently took her in her arms, and they danced to the music even as Brittany sang the words softly in her ear.

Elevator buttons and morning air

Strangers' silence makes me want to take the stairs

If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares

But right now my time is theirs

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves

They'll judge it like they know about me and you

And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do

The jury's out, my choice is you

So don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

The stakes are high, the water's rough

But this love is ours

You never know what people have up their sleeves

Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me

Lurking in the shadows with their plastic smiles

But I don't care 'cause right now you're mine

And I'll say

Don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

The stakes are high, the water's rough

But this love is ours

And it's not theirs to speculate

If it's wrong and

Your hands are tough

But they are where mine belong and

I'll fight their doubt and give you faith

With this song for you

'Cause I love the gap between your teeth

And I love the insults that you speak

And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoo will be ignored

'Cause my heart is yours

So don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard

Don't you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

But they can't take what's ours

They can't take what's ours

The stakes are high, the water's rough

But this love is ours

By the time that the song was finished, Santana was in tears. Brittany had given her alot of things over the years, but this moment was the most special one so far, and she looked forward to many more moments with this amazing girl, her amazing girl. Suddenly all of the troubles of the week, and her anxitey about the ad and telling her parents melted away, as her love for Brittany literally took over her mind.

They were still dancing, Santana realized to some instrumental piece. Brittany gently dipped her, with the flow of the music, and when Santana came back up, she made it so that her lips meet Brittany's in a sweet caressing kiss that slowly turned into more, as moments of quiet gentle passion passed between them.

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The next morning, Santana awoke to the feeling of Brittany's naked body draped comfortable over hers. It was still early, the darkness outside Brittany's bedroom window giving off just a little bit of light. Sighing, she untangled herself from Brittany's body, feeling the urge to pee to great to ignore. She pulled the pair of gym shorts, and her Wonder-woman t-shirt(yes, she was a secret nerd and only Brittany, Sam and Puck knew it), and headed to Brittany's bathroom. She was coming back out a few moments later, when voices stopped her. She could hear Brittany's parents talking downstairs, and she could have sworn that one of them had spoken her name.

A/N: Ooh, Cliffhanger. What do you think Brittany's parents are talking about? I still don't have names for them quite yet, so if you want to add your ideas (see chapter 9 for complete instructions), PM or review.

By the way, Glee does not belong to me, and Ours doesn't belong to me, even though the lyric changes are mine. They belong to the people who own the rights to them, and I receive no profit from writing this.

I'm looking forward to hearing your thoughts on this chapter so please Review! :)