Ok, I'm glad ya'll liked that chapter. The entire time I was writing/typing it up I kept thinking about how it would be if it were a movie and that made me very excited because I have a fucked up mind and a lot more shit would have happened then what I wrote. But yea, this is the next chapter, enjoy, read and review.

Creedog VanDrey: I understand where you're coming from with the whole heterophobe thing, but I honestly wasn't even thinking about that when I was writing the chapters. And I can assure you that I am not heterophobic ;). As for Brittany, I wasn't going to let her just forget about Sam. She's going to have some major flashbacks about everything in the sequel.

Santana's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, to see green eyes looking back at me. Ashley gave a small smile as I tried to sit up.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Don't get up." My father said from across the room. "You'll tear the stitches. And you're in the Network; or the infirmary at least."

My eyes widened. "The Network? The House of the Elders?"

My father nodded his head. "Your injuries were too severe to be taken care of by my hands, so we brought you here instead."

"Yea," Puck said as my pack, and Blaine, entered the room. "You were out for about eight hours." He smiled. "That's precious birthday time you've wasted."

I chuckled as much as I could without pain. "Figures you would be worried about my birthday at a time like this."

"It's the big one-eight." He said as he sat the other side of the bed, opposite of Ashley. "There's a whole shitload of stuff you can do now. You can vote, get a legit fake ID to get us beer, get married, claim a mate." He finished with a smile.

I looked around the room, noticing that Brittany wasn't here. "Where's Britt?"

"The doctors wanted to take a look at her." My dad says as he starts to stand. "You know, to make sure everything is fine; no internal injuries or anything. I'm going to go call your mom and let her know you're okay." He came over and kissed the top of my head. "See ya later kiddo." He gets up and leaves.

"Yea," Quinn said. "We have to go too, the Elders were kind enough to let us stay in some of the rooms, but we couldn't all crowd you while you're recovering."

My pack all walked over and kissed my head one by one and then walked out, leaving me alone with Ashley.

"You know, I never thanked you." I said.

Ashley let out a melodic laugh. "You don't have to thank me." She said. "I was just helping a fellow wolf in need."

"Yea well, thanks anyway. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't shown up."

Ashley started blushing. "Don't worry about it."

We sat there for a few minutes before my dad walked into the room. "Hey kiddo, how're you feeling?"

"Fine, just a bit sore though." I noticed the look on his face. "Why?" I asked slowly.

"You've been summoned to a hearing with the Elders." He said apologetically.

"What?" I asked. "Why?"

My dad shook his head. "You're my daughter so they won't tell me. They're probably afraid I'll try and sneak you out or something."

"Does it have something to do with last night?" Ashley asked.

"I don't know," my dad shrugged." I was thinking that it did since there would be no other reason for you to be summoned." He finished while looking at me. "Either way, we need to get you dressed appropriately for the hearing." He finished while holding up a bag I didn't notice he was carrying.

He walked over and handed me the bag. "Can you get yourself dressed?"

I looked down at myself and then at my arms. "I might have a bit of trouble since I basically have only the semi-use of one arm."

"I could help." Ashley said. "You know, if you're comfortable with that."

I thought about it for a few seconds before I nodded my head. "It's cool with me."

"Okay." My dad said. "I'll leave you to get dressed and when you're done I'll have a wheelchair out in the hall for you if you can't walk."

He closed the door as he left. Ashley helped me out of the bed and standing on my own two feet as she started to take off my robe.

"Are you sure this is alright?" She asked.

I smiled at her awkwardness. "It's fine. As long as you don't try to feel me up, we'll be good."

She smiled. It took us a while to get me dressed because of the throbbing pain in my shoulder, but when we were done I was dressed in a white blouse, black dress pants, and black shoes.

Ashley led me out to the hall where my father was waiting. He smiled when he saw us and helped me into the wheelchair; we then set off for the journey to the hearing room.

"How long do I have to stay here?" I asked. "I've always wanted to see the Network, but if I'm only going to be in the infirmary, then I wanna know when I can go."

"They said in a couple of days, if the wounds heal properly. We think there was something more to the spell Artie had casted on him to give him his leg use. Something that changed his mindset and physic and we think that when he bit you, he transferred whatever it is into your body. So they just want to keep you here to monitor you and see if you experience any changes."

I rolled my eyes. "Lovely."

My father laughed as we entered the hearing room. He wheeled my chair into the middle of the room and then went to take his seat in the Elder's stand. I turned my head and saw that my pack, Blaine, Ashley, and Brittany were sitting in the seats on the other side of the room.

"Santana Lopez." Said Elder Sylvester. "You have been summoned by the Elders on account of the on goings that occurred last night at four-thirty five in the morning."

I nodded my head, knowing that it wouldn't be wise to interrupt the Elders.

Elder Jack Puckerman, Puck's father, spoke up next. "You have been accused of killing three wolves last night. Do you accept these accusations?"

I thought back to last night, my memory was hazy but I could remember bits and pieces. I shook my head. "I don't remember much, but I'm pretty sure I only killed two. Who was the third?"

Elder Puckerman grabbed a small piece of paper and read off three names. "The deceased are as followed; Samuel Evans, Arthur Abrams, and Finn Hudson."

"I didn't kill Finn." I said, looking at the stand. "I accept to killing Sam and Artie, but I didn't touch Finn."

"Father." Puck said as him, Kurt and Blaine stood from their seats. "Santana didn't kill Finn; we did."

"Well technically, I did." Blaine said. "I beat him to death while Puck and Kurt held him down."

The Elders looked between the boys and me.

"Is this true?" Elder Sylvester asked.

I nodded my head. "Yes, it's true."

Elder Sylvester nodded and then wrote something down.

"Okay then, on with the other two." Elder Puckerman said. "First, we will discuss the leader Arthur Abrams."

I growled lowly at his name and my father shot me a look.

"Don't." He said sharply.

I calmed down a little as Elder Sylvester started talking. "Arthur Abrams," she read from a piece of paper. "5'7", black hair, green eyes and permanently confined to a wheelchair. You mutilated his body, tore apart every inch of him. Do you agree?"

I nodded my head. "Yes, I do."

"Would you like to explain what led to this?" She asked.

"That girl," I pointed to Brittany. "Is my mate. A couple of days ago, she was kidnapped by Sam. He kidnapped her for Artie. I hunted then down; and when I found them, I attacked Sam. Artie appeared out of nowhere and as I was about to attack him, Sam attacked me. I quickly got rid of him, and when I did Artie started spewing out bullshit, so I attacked him. We fought and he almost killed me, but thankfully Ashley came before he could. I, initially, finished the job, but Ashley just made sure I stayed alive."

Elder Sylvester looked towards her daughter. "You partook in this battle?"

Ashley nodded her head. "Yes, I did."

"But she didn't kill anybody." I said quickly.

My dad scolded me for speaking out of turn. Elder Sylvester looked at me with interest.

"Very well." She said. "Lets move on."

"Tell us about Samuel." Elder Puckerman asked. "From you story it seems that, on both occasions, you attacked him and he did nothing to provoke you."

"The first time I attacked him, he was taunting me. Taunting me about—" I looked towards Brittany. She gave me a small smile and nodded. "Taunting me about how he raped Brittany." I felt tear sting my eyes. "He just kept going on about it and I just snapped." I paused as I tried to collect myself. "The second time I attacked him, I killed him. I was lunging for Artie, but Sam pushed him out the way. I landed on him and my anger was just uncontrollable. I ripped out his neck and killed him."

The Elders stared at me before Elder Sylvester spoke up. "We will need to discuss this. If you would please wait outside?"

I nodded as Ashley came up behind me and rolled my chair out into the hall. When we were in the hall, my pack, Brittany and Blaine all came out with us.

"Leave it to you to be in trouble on your first trip to the Network." Puck said with a small smile.

I ignored him as I noticed Brittany standing away from us. I told Quinn to wheel me over to Brittany. As I got closer, I could see unshed tears in her eyes.

"Brit?" I asked once Quinn had left. "Are you alright?"

She looked into my eyes as I fresh coat of tears ran down her face. She knelt down and wrapped her arms around me, careful to avoid me stitches.

"Brittany." I tired again. "What's wrong?"

"When we first got here," she started slowly. "The doctors wanted to look me over. You know, to make sure I didn't have any injuries. They ran a bunch of test, but when they were done a doctor in a lab coat came in. He had this grave look on his face and it scared me. When I asked him what was wrong he told me—" She choked back another sob.

"He told you what, Brittany?" I asked, hoping it wasn't what I thought. "What did he say?"

"I'm pregnant." She said, bursting into tears again.

"Oh my god." I said. "It's his isn't it?"

She nodded her head. "It's Sam's."

I pulled her into me chest, holding her with my good arm. She sobbed while apologizing.

"It's not your fault." I said. "It's that bastard's fault for hurting you. It'll be okay though; I won't let anyone else hurt you. And we're going to raise this baby, together."

She pulled back. "Really?" She asked. "You want to have this baby? Even under the circumstances?"

I smiled as I wiped her tears away. "Of course. I would be an idiot to not want to raise a child with you."

"But it's Sam's."

"That baby is yours just as much as it is his." I countered. "And besides," I smirked. "Pregnant women are always horny, so it's a win-win situation."

Brittany shoved me a little as she laughed. "You're so stupid." She said.

"Stupid for you." I said as I pulled her in for a kiss. She pulled back after a few minutes."

"Corny too."

"You love it." I replied as my dad poked his head out into the hall.

"You guys can come back in now, we made our decision." He said.

I looked at Brittany and she smiled at me as she started to push my chair into the room.