A/N: What up from the future. Here's Chapter.12. Hope you guys like it. I'm pretty exhausted right now so hopefully you guys like this chapter, i toned down the drama in this chapter.

On a random note earlier today i spent an hour driving around finding cars to randomly reverse parallel park behind. Like come on that's gotta be one of the most stupidest types of parking. Why the hell would you reverse parallel when you can parallel park going forward?

To Kaede Shinomori: Ah, merci beacoup. Tu es extraordinaire et je t'aime! Don't worry i love everyone (:

To BWyn: Totally missed you commenting during those few days you didn't comment, but yay you're back. lol

To The T.M. : Hopefully you're happy with what i did with your favourite bacon girl.

To Emma (anon) : I apologise for my lack of punctuation in last chapter. I've gotten lazy lately and i do apologise again.

To everyone: Thank you again for all the reviews and everything!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee but I do own a cup. I like to sing My Cup to it because i like to say what's up to my cup.

It was 8pm and all the Gleeks, minus Fiona were huddled around a table in Rachael's living room discussing loudly amongst each other. There were various papers sprawled out on the table, each person inputting ideas.

"Look, I say we get Chinese" suggested Tina.

"That's because you're Asian" remarked Santana.

"That's so racist" Retorted Mike.

"What? You guys are Asian. Touch-ey" replied the Latina, putting her hand up in defense.

"How about just a massive plate of bacon?" asked Quinn.

"You're such a fat ass, Fab-douche" teased the Latina.

"I'd prefer the name Fab-ass" shot back the ex-cheerleader.

"I know what you'd prefer. Berry wrapped in bacon" laughed the Latina.

Quinn's eyes shot wide open as she looked around the room panicked. She prayed to God that the Latina would not spill the beans on her secret. Noticing everyone now staring at Quinn, Santana decided to take advantage of this moment and whipped out her phone.

"You see, Quinnie here has some pretty wicked dreams. Sometimes she's eating bacon, sometimes she's singing and hell even sometime's she's doin' a jiggy. I remember over the summer when she fell asleep she seemed to have a very interesting dream" the Latina said evilly as she opened a video on her phone, placing it on the table so everyone could see, "So I took the liberty of recording it for future uses. Prepare to witness, utter awesomeness" she said smirking evilly at Quinn who was pushed aside by everyone trying to see the device.

Pressing play the video started. Quinn was snoring loudly with her mouth open causing both Brittany and Santana to laugh in the background which shook the screen. There's a few grunts coming from the shorter Blonde as she slept unaware of the camera being pointed towards her.

"How about if we poke her" said Brittany giggling behind the camera.

Suddenly a roll of socks was thrown at Quinn's head failing to even stir the girl in her sleep.

"She's like a rock" whispered Santana laughing.

Quinn's body started to twitch as she mumbled incoherently.

"Mmm…Rachael" she mumbled, still sleeping.

"Come here, you look so hot holding that plate of bacon. Oh, don't do that, come here and feed me. Mm…bacon tastes good. Have I ever told you that you're so hot? Mrrmm" spoke the sleeping ex-cheerleader, turning her body into the pillow as she chewed the pillow.

The camera then started to move towards the other side of Quinn zooming in on her mouth as she chewed the pillow.

"Oh, wow you taste good Rachael. I want –"before the video could continue Quinn whacked the phone off the table, causing the battery to pop out.

"QUINN!" yelled the Latina.

By this time every single member of the Glee club were laughing hysterically at Quinn except for Rachael who stood there speechless and red.

"Busted" sang Kurt as he leaned towards Quinn.

"Not..Hummel" the ex-cheerleader said through gritted teeth.

"Too freakin' funny" Santana managed to say in between her laughter as she gripped her stomach and slapping the floor.

Rachael coughed loudly trying to grab everyone's attention. This had fallen on deaf ears since everyone was still laughing hysterically over the video.

"HEY! We haven't decided on what to eat yet" yelled Rachael satisfied at the reaction.

"Just order pizza" Puck said shrugging, looking around at everyone who nodded in agreement as they tried to stifle their laughter.

"Alright, I'll just make the call in the kitchen now" the diva said as she got up to her feet.

"I'll come with. Need to get a drink anyway" offered Quinn as she followed Rachael into the kitchen.

"Saw that coming a mile away" stated Santana, everyone nodding their heads before returning to their own conversations.

"My dad picked up your car before. He said it should be fixed within a few days" Kurt said to Santana as he moved to sit next to her on the ground.

"Thanks Kurt" she said quietly to the boy.

"Oh, he wants to know what colour do you want the body and stripe. Do you want to change it or keep it the same?" he asked.

"Um-" thought the Latina. Before she could answer, Brittany sat down in front of the two still keeping her distance from Santana.

"I think you should make it hot pink" suggested Brittany.

"You gotta be shittin' me? There's no way I'm painting it hot pink. It's such an ugly colour, not to mention it's totally not bad ass" said the Latina.

"I guess you aren't serious then. Not even close" the Blonde sighed pretending to be disappointed.

"Are you serious?" groaned Santana, knowing all too well what the Blonde was up to.

"It's ok." Brittany said quietly, jutting out her lower lip slightly.

"Ok, fine. Just the stripe?"

The only response Santana was just a simple shrug from Brittany. Sighing in defeat and grumbling incoherently she turned to Kurt.

"Tell your dad to paint the body that damn bright hot pink but make the stripe black. I swear I'm going to blind myself with my own car" she groaned, before turning to Brittany.

"There, it's going to be pink. Am I close?"

"Maybe" was all Brittany said as she got up and sat next to Mercedes.

"You gotta be jokin' me" the Latina said to herself catching Kurt making the whipping gesture.

Meanwhile in the kitchen Rachael and Quinn were standing next to each other leaning against the counter in silence.

"So, what'd you order?" asked Quinn trying to break the tension.

"Vegetarian, Bacon and cheese, Hawaiian and the Lot" responded the diva looking down at the ground.

"Um, so. I'm going to just get out and say this. I like you Rachael…errr…yeah" said the ex-cheerleader, darting her eyes around the room and fidgeting nervously.

"Really?... I li –" before Rachael could finish she was interrupted by Kurt entering the room.

"Hey ladies, am I interrupting?" he asked winking at the two. After a closer inspection he noticed Quinn giving him the death stare and Rachael looking down embarrassed.

"Oh, gosh. I was, wasn't I? Well, this is interested. I wonder what I was interrupting" ponder Kurt tapping his chin as he smirked knowingly towards Quinn.

Rachael stood there silently counting, 3, 2, 1…

Suddenly Quinn yells towards the boy and chased him out the door.

"COME BACK HERE HUMMEL!" the ex-cheerleader yelled as they ran towards the living room.

Sighing dramatically the diva just walked casually into the living room. She could see Mercedes restraining Quinn as Kurt stood triumphantly behind the couch and Santana laughing, saying something about the ex-cheerleader looking like a constipated baby.

Everyone else was huddle around the Latina's phone still laughing hysterically at the video. She couldn't help but laugh at how close everyone was, just the year before they hated each other.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

30minutes later the pizza arrived and the Gleeks were sitting around the table discussing their plan of action against Fiona.

"Look, I say we just steal the bitch and dump the body over a cliff" suggested Puck, hi-5ing Santana in the process.

"Be serious Puck!" rebuked Rachael.

"Who said I wasn't" the mohawked boy said smirking.

"Mrrhmmph grrmpph" grunted Quinn, her mouth still chewing on the pizza.

"I agree, but I don't think that'd be enough. She destroyed Santana's car. Who knows she might take it out on someone next" answered the diva nodding along to what the ex-cheerleader was mumbling.

"grrmmph…hrrmph…mmm" the shorter Blonde continued, waving her hands around in the process.

"Quinn's right you guys. Tomorrow we should tell Fiona to back off and if she chooses not to we must protect Brittany at all costs from her" the diva said making eye contact with everyone in the room.

"A'ight, that's cool. You know she only did smash my car" joked the Latina, however this fell on deaf ears as everyone sat there with their mouths open.

"How did Rachael figure out what Quinn was saying?" Mercedes whispered to Kurt looking puzzled.

"It's love" said Kurt, sighing deeply and holding his hand over his heart.

Mike placed one hand over the other and slowly lifted his hands above the table, wiggling his thumb to create an 'awkward turtle'. Seeing movement from the corner of her eyes, Tina turned and looked down at the Asian boy's hands before slapping them.

"Ok, here's the plan. Most likely Fiona will come after Santana and Brittany. I think it's best that we accompany these two to their classes. Whoever is in the same class as either of them will walk with them to and from classes. Before we do that though I think it's best if all of us as a group approach her and kindly ask her to leave the two alone and also ask her to leave Glee Club. As co-captain I cannot have her ruining the dynamics of New Directions." Suggested the diva speaking rather fast.

"Sure, we can also give her daisies and say we love her. Asking her 'kindly' won't do anything" said the Latina crossing her arms.

"Worth a try anyway" rebutted the diva.

With that everyone agreed to the plan before leaving. As the glee members trickled out the door Quinn stayed, sitting on the living room floor waiting to speak to Rachael. The diva sat down next to Quinn eying her foyer as each member walked out before turning to Quinn and facing her back towards the foyer.

"Why aren't you going home yet?" she questioned the ex-cheerleader.

"Well, there's something I wanted to ask" Quinn said nervously. She found her gaze being averted by the sight of Santana making a whipping gesture and slapping an invisible ass. Before the Latina could make anymore crude gestures she was literally pushed out the door by the Dutch girl.

Relieved that they were truly alone Quinn returned her gaze towards Rachael whilst sighing deeply, "You see, like I told you I like you Rachael. This friendship we have, I feel there's something else. What I wanted to ask is, um, maybe we can go out or whatever?" asked Quinn trying to be nonchalant.

"I-.I, O-" this was the first time the diva was speechless, she found it difficult to form her words to response so instead she settled for nodding her head.

"Really? Great. Well, I guess I better go home now" said Quinn excitedly as she waved goodbye to the speechless diva.

"Awesome" she said to herself as she fist pumped the air.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

It had been 30minutes since Brittany dropped Santana home since the Latina wouldn't have a car for few days. After the Blonde dropped her best friend home the Latina ran straight up to her room taking a quick shower before grabbing her beloved acoustic guitar. She hurriedly placed her guitar in it's case before throwing on a pair of loose grey sweat pants and a black leather jacket.

She slipped on a pair of sneakers before stealthily scaling down her window. Since she had no car she had to run to the Blonde's house with her guitar case strapped securely on her back.

15minutes later she finally reached her best friends house, the Latina was bent over breathing heavily, she didn't think that running with a guitar on her back would take up so much of her energy.

Once she caught her breath she stood under Brittany's window and removed her guitar from it's case strapping it securely on her shoulders. Taking a deep breath she began to strum the opening chords of a song.

Brittany was sitting on her bed feeding Lord Tubbington fondue, when she could hear the faint sounds of a guitar playing. Curious, she walked towards her window to investigate where the sound was originating from. As she opened her window she could see Santana below her window playing the guitar with a wide toothy grin.

The Blonde girl placed her hand over her face, smiling as she tried to hide her shock due to the Latina serenading her in the middle of the night. She looked down as Santana started to sing.

What day is it? And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive

I can't keep up and I can't back down

I've been losing so much time

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people

With nothing to do, nothing to lose

And it's you and me and all of the people

And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you

All of the things that I want to say

Just aren't coming out right

I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning

I don't know where to go from here

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people

With nothing to do, nothing to lose

And it's you and me and all of the people

And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you

Something about you now

I can't quite figure out

Everything she does is beautiful

Everything she does is right

'Cause it's you and me and all of the people

With nothing to do, nothing to lose

And it's you and me and all of the people

And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of

You and me and all of the people

With nothing to do and nothing to prove

And it's you and me and all of the people

And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you

What day is it? And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive

As she strummed the final chord letting it ring, she called out to the Blonde above her.

"I LOVE YOU BRITTANY!" the Latina yelled causing the neighbourhood dogs to bark.

"San! Shh, you'll wake everyone" said the Blonde, still smiling.

"I DON'T CARE! I WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW! AM I CLOSE?" Santana yelled even louder.

"Come up here and I'll tell you"

"How am I suppose to do that? Do you know how big this guitar is? Can't I use the front door?" asked the Latina trying to adjust the case on her back.

"No. I guess you don't want to know then" shrugged the Blonde, turning away from the window.

"Wait! I'm coming up" called out the Latina as she slowly scaled the tree praying she didn't fall.

Santana finally reached the top branch that was just below the window sill. She grabbed onto the window for balance as she leaned in towards the Blonde awaiting her answer.

"Maybe" was all Brittany said as she closed her window shut and walked back to her bed.

Still holding onto the edge of the window the Latina stood there wide eyed. She'd just scaled a pretty damn high tree with her fat ass guitar case on her back to only hear one word.

As she reached the ground she took one final look at the Blonde's window before turning her heels and walking home. Smiling to herself and she shook her head, she couldn't help but chuckled to herself.

"This girl, I swear"

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

All the members of New Directions gathered in the choir room before the start of first period to implement the first part of their plan. Once all members were present they walked towards Fiona's locker and surrounding her.

" What the FUCK? YOU TRASHED ME CAR! IMMA GIT ALL LIMA HEIGHTS ON YOU!" yelled the Latina, trying to attack the girl but was restrained by Puck, Quinn and Finn.

"Calm down Santana, let me take care of this" said Rachael as she turned her focus towards the raven haired girl who stood there with her arms crossed, "All the members of the Glee Club have decided that because of your act of vandalism towards Santana's car we cannot allow you to stay within the club. I find your behaviour to be childish and rather unprofessional. We would appreciate it if you left the two alone or else we may have to take matters into our own hands if you do not stop"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I flew off the rails and I apologise. If you think that it's best I'm no longer in the club then so be it. Again, I apologise" Fiona replied in a sickeningly polite tone.

"Well, good then. I'm glad we could solve this civilly" said the diva as she walked away. Each member of the Glee club were glaring and watching her as they all walked away in the same direction.

What they failed to notice was the as soon as they all turned away a wicked smirk formed on the raven hair girl's face as she opened her locker. Inside were various photos of Santana that looked like they were taken from a distance.

Fiona stared at the photos before closing her locker and walking away, the diabolical smirk still plastered to her face.

A/N: Yay or Nay? I know it was a little weak but I decided to progress Faberry a little further for you guys.

Song used is "You and Me" by Lifehouse. I was playing it on my guitar before i wrote this and a light bulb like flicked in my head and i was like 'Hey would be pretty kick ass if Santana sung this to Bittany' what do you guys say? Good choice?

Wow, i barely use any urban music. Eh. Hope this was suffice.

Review review because I Love you (:

Mahal Kita (: