A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews! That's more like it! You guys are awesome! I'm glad so many of you like that last chapter. Sorry about not updating like I promised but I've been so busy and lacking inspiration.

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Santana woke up with Brittany cuddled into her side. Her head was on her shoulder, and one of her arms was draped over Santana's waist. Santana put her hand over Brittany's and lightly rubbed her thumb over her pale knuckles. She smiled softly as Brittany's breath tickled her neck. She could wake up to this every day. Brittany was so beautiful. Everything in that moment was perfect. Everything that was good in her life was laying right here in her arms. Santana just took a few minutes to appreciate the sap she was becoming.

Begrudgingly, she looked over at the clock on her nightstand. It was already noon. She sighed quietly in frustration and began to unwrap her from Brittany. Santana had learned from their time at Brittany's grandmother's house that Brittany was a heavy sleeper, but she was still careful not to disturb her. Once she slipped out of bed, she went downstairs and found Mateo sitting on the couch watching some cartoon. He briefly looked at her and as if reading her mind, answered her question.

"Antonio had something to do. He called Puck because he didn't know if you were staying around today. But Puck's an hour late." Santana shook her head and sat down next to her little brother. After a few more minutes, a commercial came on and Mateo turned towards Santana. "Hey San…"

She gave him a sad smile "Hey bud". She missed her little brother. They had never spent a whole lot of time together, but recently they hadn't hardly seen each other. She pulled him in for a hug and he snuggled right into her side. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed the top of his head. "I've missed you hermanito."

"Me too…" They stayed like that for a few more minutes and then there was a knock at the door. Santana gave her brother one more little kiss on the cheek and then went to answer it. It was Puck, but when she opened the door to let him in, his back was turned. She could see he was on the phone, so she left the door cracked and walked back into the living room.

"You hungry bud?" Mateo nodded, consumed by the TV. Santana made her way into the kitchen and pulled out ingredients to make pancakes.

As she started mixing the batter, she heard footsteps come down the hallway. She assumed it was Puck so she paid no attention. But then a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and a pair of lips kissed her neck. At first she tensed up, but after she felt Brittany press into her back, she relaxed.

She smiled, "What are you doing up?"

Brittany let out a breath and whispered against Santana neck "I couldn't sleep without my girlfriend next to me." Santana's smile grew wider. This was a very domestic situation and Santana couldn't help but love how it felt.

She dropped her spoon in the bowl and turned around to meet a very adorable looking Brittany. Her hair was in a messy bun and she was wearing Santana clothes. She had little marks on her face from the ceases in the pillow. She was still trying to wake up completely and Santana just thought she was the cutest thing she had ever seen.

She draped her arms over Brittany's taller shoulders, "Well I didn't want to get up, but I needed to check on Mateo. I didn't know if he was here or at the neighbor's."

Brittany gave her a reassuring nod "It's okay. I needed to get up anyway. I never sleep past ten. I cannot believe I slept past twelve."

"Well you did have a long night…" Santana bit her bottom lip.

Brittany did the same and lowered her head. Her thumb gently smoothed over Santana sides. "Or maybe it was just sleeping next to you." She kissed Santana's nose.

Santana smiled. Brittany was trying to act like nothing was wrong, like last night didn't happen. Santana didn't want to bring up, but knew that eventually it would have to be discussed. Until then she would just enjoy this time they had together.

"You like pancakes" Brittany nodded eagerly and Santana kissed her before turning back to her pancake mix. Brittany left her side and she immediately missed her presence. She was only a few feet away now sitting at the table, but Santana wanted her right by her side.

The front door slammed shut and Puck's footstep seemed amplified as he charged into the house. "Lopez, where you at?"

She yelled over her shoulder, "Kitchen." A few seconds later, Puck arrived on the kitchen and seemed flustered. He noticed Brittany sitting at the table and didn't seem very happy about it.

"What the fuck are you doing here blondie?" He gave the blonde a 'drop dead' look and Santana threw down her spoon and stepped in front of him.

"What the fuck is your problem today Puckerman? You have no right to come in my house and talk to my girlfriend like that." She was pissed. And obviously so was Puck.

"My fucking problem is that your shit head of a brother called me up after a graveyard shift to watch YOUR little brother and you're fucking here. My other problem is, and I don't know how you're taking it, but he fucking beat Mercedes. And then to top it all off, you rub your fucking lesbian bullshit all in my face. You hardly ever hang with your crew anymore." His face was blood red. It was clear that his main problem was jealousy. He had been keeping it in for a couple of months now and this was his breaking point. He had had a crush on Santana since they were both thirteen and Santana had been very clear she wasn't interested, but Puck had always held hope. This was his heartbreak stage, where he was realizing it wasn't going to happen. Santana was happy, very happy, with someone else.

"Puck you need to go home. Now." He looked at her and wasn't moving. "I mean it Puck. Get the fuck out of my house and don't come back until you straighten out your shit." She point her finger towards the hallway and Puck smirked.

"Fine, but don't call me for anything." He turned and gave Brittany one last stare before exiting the kitchen. Once again the door slammed. Santana turned back to her batter and propped her hands on the counter and looked down. She was fuming. It was taking every bit of her will power to restrain herself from running outside and beating the shit out of Puck.

Santana was startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder. When she glanced sideways, Brittany was next to her again. "Don't worry about him Santana."

Santana shook her head and moved herself to face Brittany "He shouldn't have talked you like that. He had no right."

"Santana, Puck has every right to be jealous. I mean he's one of your best friends and I've kind of been hogging you all to myself." Brittany pulled Santana in for a hug. After a few seconds, Santana lost her control and felt a tear run down her cheek.

"He's never talked to me like that. I mean he's always been that brother that I can talk to about anything. My best guy friend." Brittany nodded and rubbed her back. It was a comforting gesture.

"Friends have fights Santana. I'm sure he was just really tired." Santana pulled herself back and nodded. She was genius. Brittany wiped the tear from her cheek and gave her a promising smile. Santana looked at the ground, but Brittany's hand caught her chin. "I love you"

Santana gave her a weak smile and a small nod "I love too Brittany, so much…" They embraced and shared a few kisses.

The next hour was spent making funny shaped pancakes (Brittany's idea) and eating them. Mateo and Brittany got along really well and it warmed Santana's heart to know that Mateo approved and actually liked Brittany.

They spent the rest of the day on the couch watching movies and TV cartoons. To Santana, there wasn't any way this day could get better.

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Marcus Lopez entered his house to find Brittany and cuddled up together and Mateo was lying his head across Santana's legs. They were all sleeping. It was precious. Something Marcus never thought he'd see. He set his keys down and his box of personal things from his office. David Pierce had wasted no time in firing him after he'd finished his work day. Mr. Pierce had said that it was because Marcus was getting to that 'replaceable stage' but he knew it was probably because of Brittany and Santana.

Marcus had never seen David like that. He usually smiled at everyone when he walked into the office and waved at everyone. He always looked professional and well-dressed. Well rested and just in a good mood. But today he had come in wearing a wrinkled button up and a much worn out pair of jeans. His hair was messy and he looked horribly hung over. His posture slumped and Marcus knew that it was all to do with what had happened last night.

When he told him he was being let go, at first Marcus was furious. How could Santana do something so stupid? But then again it wasn't Santana's fault. She was just falling in love. Loving whoever she desired, and displaying that love. How could he be mad at such an involuntary act? No, now he was just mad at David Pierce. He was still working that out in his mind.

He walked into the kitchen. Santana had heard him come in. She wasn't really asleep, she was just lounging with her girlfriend and letting her little brother take a nap. Once again she didn't want to get up, but she needed to talk to her father.

She got up carefully and walked into the kitchen, not missing the box on the table beside the front door. She shook her head and felt her heart drop. Her father was sitting with a fresh beer in his hand when she walked into the kitchen.

"Hey papi." She walked up behind him and put her hand on his shoulder. He was startled at first, but then reached up and squeezed the back of Santana's hand.

"Hey mija. Sit down, I need to talk to you." Oh no here it comes. Santana did as she was told and sat down next to her father. He took a sip of his beer and looked up at her. His eyes were so tired and black. But it wasn't just exhaustion like usual, now it was sadness and despair. Santana could tell that he had been crying. "I got fired today." He paused and let Santana soak it in.

She brought her hair through her hair and sighed. "I was afraid of that." That was the risk she had taken. "I got fired too, last night." Marcus nodded in understanding and sipped his beer. "I'm so sorry papi, I never meant for any of this to happen."

Marcus grabbed her hand "Santana Maria Lopez, don't you ever apologize for falling in love. It's not your fault he's a dick and won't open his eyes."

Santana nodded and put her other hand on top of her father's. "What are we going to do?"

"I think Brittany needs to stay here for a couple more days, just until things clear over. I don't know what all went down last night but from what I saw today it wasn't pleasant." Santana shook her head and looked down. "And I'm just going to go work with Bob Jones down at his garage for a while. Until I can find something more substantial. And you…You take care of Brittany. And Mateo of course." He gave her a little smile.

"Thank you papi." She got up and hugged him. He kissed her cheek and then went back into the living room.

Brittany was now awake and smiled gently as Santana appeared. Mateo was still sleeping heavily next to her. Santana bent over and picked him up behind his head and knees. She nodded her head for Brittany to follow her and she carried him upstairs and put him to bed. They then shut his door and went down the hall to Santana's room. Santana shut the door and Brittany sat on the edge of her bed. She sighed loudly and then yawned. "Your dad got fired didn't he?" Santana nodded slowly. Brittany let out a chuckle and shook her head. "I'm so sorry Santana. If I had just kept my mouth shut…" She stood up and Santana walked up to her and grabbed her arms.

"Britt none of this is your fault or my fault. We're just being us and if your dad can't accept that now, then maybe he will. We just need to give him time." She pulled Brittany in for a hug and felt her ling arms wrap around her neck. "Everything's gonna be fine."

"I hope so…You dad hates me doesn't he." Santana pulled back and shook her head.

"No not at all. He's just worried that's all. He actually wants you to stay here for a couple more days." Brittany gave her a quizzical stare. Santana gave her a reassuring smile. "You do want to stay right?"

"Of course Santana." She leaned in to kiss her. It felt like forever since their lips had touched. It felt so….like home. To both of them. They lingered for a couple more second and enjoyed each other before pulling away. "Thank you…"

Santana raised her eyebrow and smiled "For what?"

"For being so amazing. I know you're going through a lot right now too, and it's just amazing that even after all that's happened I can almost completely forget about it when you're around."

Santana pecked her lips. "I feel the same way".

Brittany blushed lightly and smiled. "I cannot believe I'm saying this but I'm so tired." She brought her hand up to her mouth and yawned again.

Santana laughed and kissed her cheek. "Well I'm gonna get a shower, you by chance wanna join me?" She cocked an eyebrow and smirked. Brittany smiled and tried to shield her blush.

"I don't think that's a good idea. I'll just wait until you're done." Santana frowned largely and that made Brittany laugh more. She was trying her best to pout and it was adorable.

"Oh come on, it's just a shower, nothing more." She crossed two fingers over her chest and held them up "Scout's honor."

Brittany's smile turned serious and she finally gave in. She was about to shower with her sexy, incredibly amazing girlfriend.

Santana grabbed her a towel and they made their way to the bathroom. As soon as the door was shut, Santana pealed off her shirt and threw it on the floor. She then leaned over and turned the water on in the shower. Brittany just stood with her back to the door. She looked over every inch of Santana's exposed skin. From her sexy, toned back to her amazingly formed and toned stomach. She wanted to touch her so bad, but couldn't move.

Santana slowly looked over to Brittany and began stepping towards her. Just a shower. Just a shower. Just a shower. This was a bad idea. Brittany was biting her bottom lip, a sign to Santana that she liked what she was seeing. She stood right in front of her and grabbed at the hem of Brittany's t-shirt. The blonde's hand immediately came up, stopping her. Santana met her blue eyes and pleaded. Brittany released her lip and leaned off of the wall. She nodded giving Santana the 'ok' to take her shirt off. Santana internally screamed and then gently started lift the shirt over Brittany's body. When it passed over her breast, Santana's hand rubbed against Brittany's bra and it took all she had not to back her into the door and rip off all the rest of her clothes. She threw the shirt on the floor and took a step back to look at Brittany. She was so beautiful. She had seen her without a shirt on before, but this was different. This was…intimate.

"You're so beautiful" She ran her hand over Brittany's taunt abs and leaned in to kiss her neck. She felt Brittany's breath hitch when her lips made contact with her skin. She glided her tough across her smooth skin and then sucked on it gently before hearing Brittany moan. And that's all it took. Brittany's hands found their way into her hair and their lips crashed together. Brittany's tongue slide right past Santana's lips and danced with her own. Santana's hand journeyed slowly up Brittany's torso and made their way to her back. She reached for the bra strap and surprisingly Brittany seemed to have no intention of stopping her. So she undid the clasp and let Brittany's bra fall to the floor.

The both pulled back but remained close. They were both panting hard and Brittany had a look of lust in her eyes that Santana had never seen before. Her lips were swollen and her chest was heaving. Their eyes stayed connected and Santana was searching for an answer. Brittany definitely wanted her, but she could feel her hesitation. She retracted her hands and leaned up against the wall. After she caught her breath she grabbed her shirt off of the floor and turned back towards the door. Brittany stood there looking like a kicked puppy.

"Did I do something wrong?" She crossed her arms in front of her exposed breast.

"No Britt no. It's just… you're not ready and I don't want to push you. I want it to be special and this isn't exactly what I was going for. You were right this was a bad idea." She lowered her head and chuckled.

"I told you…" Brittany smirked back and she stepped away from the door.

Santana slipped next to her and cracked the door. She looked back and smiled one more time before exiting the bathroom. Never in her life had Santana Lopez been so sexual frustrated.

Okay so…YES or NO? I hoped you liked it. I know that last part is a huge tease but I'm just warming up guys, it's about to get real!

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