Brett's POV

I can't believe I kissed Santana and she actually kissed back. At that moment I just felt so comfortable with her. I told her the secret that I had been keeping from my family. Then in that moment I just felt the only thing that could even come close to letting her know how I feel was to kiss her. Her lips were so soft and she just melted into me. I felt as if she belonged in my arms and on my lips. We just fit together.

I sat on my bed after pulling on a new t-shirt and somehow getting the sling on. I could hear Santana getting ready in the bathroom. I felt bad that she had to get up so early and she spent most of the night awake from my nightmare and from staying up till I got home. There is just something about her, I don't even know what I feel but I know I have never felt this way. I was replaying the kiss in my mind over and over when Quinn opened her bedroom door. I could see the nervousness in her eyes. "Hey" she said quietly.

I moved over on the bed so she could sit down. "I'm sorry about waking you up last night" I mumbled. She grabbed my hand, "Brett it's okay, it was a nightmare they happen" she said giving my hand a squeeze. I nodded. I love Quinn and I trust her but she is my little sister. When I look at her I see the little girl that wanted to be a princess when she grew up. The girl who thought the world was this amazing and glorious place and I couldn't be the person so shattered that bubble. "Have you thought about seeing someone while you are recovering?" she asked me. I hadn't thought about that at all. I am fine, these flashbacks are just part of the job, right? I shook my head, "I don't want to talk to anyone, I am okay; it was just one nightmare." I lied. There had been many more, this is just the first one that woke them up.

My answer must have sufficed, "well if you change your mind, let me know" she said smiling. I nodded, "I will Quinnie" I said, pulling her in for a hug. I heard Santana opened her door and watched as she walked out into the living room. "So cute, new outfit?" Quinn asked, pulling away. I didn't even hear what Santana said because I was too busy taking in her appearance. A black pencil skirt with a white peplum top. Her hair was down and wavy. The whole outfit was tied together with a red lip and matching pointed heels.

"You can stop drooling" Quinn said, elbowing me. "Shut up" I mumbled. I looked at Santana of course she was smirking and laughing at the fact I just got caught. "I'm going to get ready, i'll be home by 4 to start cooking and getting everything ready." Quinn said. "I should be home around 6" Santana said, packing files into her briefcase. "I'll be here hanging out, do you want me to start cooking anything?" I asked Quinn. Santana started laughing, "don't touch anything or Quinn will kill you" she said. Quinn nodded, "Yeah don't touch anything, you can't cook for your life" she said. "I can cook!" I said offended. "No you can't, the only appliance you can use is a microwave" Quinn snickered back. I just rolled my eyes. "Don't be sad, Santana can't cook either," Quinn said, patting the top of my head before going into the bathroom. "I don't cook, that doesn't mean I can't" Santana yelled back.

"you look amazing" I said smiling. "Thank you" she smiled, "you were very obvious when you were checking me out" she laughed. "I am not embarrassed about checking you out, I'm embarrassed that Quinn caught me" I said laughing. Santana just shook her head. "She wants me to see a therapist," I said, breaking the silence. Santana looked over at me, "And what do you think about that?" she asked. "I don't want to," I said. "I know you don't want to but do you think you need to?" Santana asked. I know I'm messed up and I freaked on Santana but does that mean I need therapy? I don't think Aaron ever got therapy and he went through everything I went through. If he didn't need to then why do I have to. "Hey, think about it and we can talk later" she said smiling at me. I nodded. I watched her walk toward the front door. "I can feel you staring at my ass" she said, not turning around. "I can't help it, it's amazing" I admitted. I just know she rolled her eyes. Santana opened the door, "I'll see you later" she said, winking at me. "Can't wait," I replied.

I decided to give the place a nice clean. At least that would give Quinn one less thing to do when she got home. I thought it was going to take a lot longer than it did but I only wasted an hour. I decided that I would take a nap since I basically didn't sleep last night. At least since no one was home I wouldn't feel guilty about waking someone up. I laid down trying to think of anything but that could get me to sleep. The only thing or should I say the person that occupied my mind was a gorgeous Latina.

A loud ringing sound abruptly pulled me from my slumber. For the first time in days I wasn't having a war dream but reliving my amazing kiss in the bathroom. The ringing alerted me again. I grabbed my phone and looked. It was a random number that I didn't have but it was registered in New York. I decided to just answer it since I was already awake. "Hello" I said, still sleepy. " I am so sorry Brett, did I wake you up?" She said. I know that voice, "Santana?" I asked. "Yeah it's me, Quinn gave me your number" she said. "What's up?" I asked. "I need a huge favor," she said. "Anything for you?" I replied. I heard her giggle through the phone. " Is there any way you could grab the file on my desk in my room and bring it down to the courthouse?" She asked. " Yeah sure, I can be there in like 15" I replied, throwing the blankets off of me. " Thank you so much Brett, once you get to the courthouse a guard will escort you back" she explained. "Okay I'll see you soon, bye San" I said before quickly hanging up.

Before I did anything I made sure to save her number, I will hopefully need it In the future. I pulled on a pair of shorts and one of my unit's T-shirts. Might as well stop at the gym on my way home from dropping off the file to Santana. After I was all ready I walked over to her bedroom door. I had been intrigued about what her room looked like since I started living here, especially when Quinn said she is messy. I opened up her room and what immediately caught my attention was that it was cleaner than I thought. She had some clothes on the floor but at least I could see it. Santana's room was dark gray with a large queen size bed in the middle. Her comforter was black and she had a fuzzy red blanket on top. The rest of her furniture was also black. In the corner by the large window overlooking the city was a black desk with a file on top. I grabbed the file before walking about and closing the door. I grabbed water from the fridge before making my way out the door.

After a short walk I found my way to the courthouse. Gosh this building sure looked intimidating. There were people everywhere dressed extremely professionally, that's when I realized how underdressed I was. As I looked around the inside of the building a guy finally approached me, "are you looking for ADA Lopez?" He asked. I guess I did look as lost as I felt. "Yes, she needed me to drop this off" I said. He nodded and told me to follow him. The guy led me down a few hallways and through a doorway where there were a bunch of desks.

"Are you Brett?" A short woman who was relatively attractive asked me. I nodded. "I'm Sugar, Santana's assistant. She'll be back in a second" Sugar said smiling. "Thank you," I replied, trying to be respectful. "So I haven't seen you around before," she smiled. "I was just discharged from the marines so I haven't been here long" I said. "Explains the shirt, so are you and Santana an item?" She asked, smirking. "No, I just live with Santana and my sister right now because I don't have a place of my own" I explained. Sugar's eyes widened a bit before she started batting her eyelashes. "Well Mr. Soldier if you ever want to stay at my place I would love to take you out" Sugar said rubbing her hand down my bicep.

"Sugar didn't I ask you to go organize the case notes" I heard Santana say from behind me, without even looking I could tell she was pissed. Sugar jumped back, pulling her arm away quickly. "Yes " she said. I stepped out of the way so Santana was face to face with Sugar. "Then why are you standing here bothering my friend?" Santana said. I was about to interject and say that she wasn't bothering me because I didn't want Sugar to get in trouble but Santana glared at me basically saying to 'stay the fuck out of it'. "I'm sorry , I'll get right on it" Sugar said quickly before walking away.

I turned to Santana, "I think you just scared the shit out of her" I whispered. "She should have done what I asked her too" Santana replied. "So how much did you hear?" I smirked. " Oh I heard her ask you out" she said laughing. "Think she's my type?" I asked, wanting to see what she said. "Absolutely not," she said, shaking her head. "Every time I meet a girl you are always there to scare them off" I pointed out since this is now the second girl Santana has sent running away. "Trust me they were not good girls for you" she scoffed. "It doesn't even matter, I have my sights on someone else" I said, taking a step toward her.

Santana raised her eyebrow, "oh really would I like her?" She asked. "Definitely she's almost exactly like you, basically twins" I said laughing. She smiled big laughing with me. "Here you are, my lady," I said, handing her the file. She grabbed it "thank you so much I owe you one". "It's no big deal, it was nice to get out of the apartment." I said. " Sorry about waking you up. I know you didn't really sleep last night, Are you going to go back to sleep when you get home?" Santana asked. "I never sleep great so I decided I'm just going to go to the gym" I replied pointing at my outfit. Santana frowned, "do you think that's a good idea? You're still injured and your chest incision was bleeding last night" she said concerned. "Exercising a little is good for the injury, plus if it bleeds maybe you can come and patch me up again" I smirked. Santana shook her head laughing, before she could respond someone yelled from across the room. "Santana we need to finish going over that deposition," a guy wearing a suit said. "I have to go but don't hurt yourself, I'll see you later" she said. Santana started to walk away but she quickly stopped and turned around. "Wait," she said, before I could walk out. Santana leaned up and kissed me gently on the cheek, lingering for a second. She pulled away and smiled "thanks again" she said holding up the file before walking away.

I walked into the gym, quickly noticing Aaron behind the main desk. "Hey man! Ready to start work next week?" he asked. "Definitely" I said smiling. "What are you doing here now?" Aaron asked me. "I was hoping to get in a quick work out, would that be cool?". "Yeah man, I have some time, I'll spot you" he said motioning for me to follow. I started with some free weights using my good arm. I was able to get up to what I could lift when I was back in Afghanistan. I'm hoping when I see the doctor, I'll be out of this damn cast. I feel like the muscle in my arm is just wasting away. If I want to be able to bench what I normally do before my next tour, then I need to start working for it. Aaron and I moved over to legs. Using the leg flex machine, we worked on my thighs. "Carrie and I are really excited about tonight" Aaron said as I did my set. "It should be a fun night," I said, trying to focus on my breathing.

Aaron left after I decided to finish on the treadmill. I decided to just run 6 miles this time. It felt so good to be able to take my frustration out on something. Everything just has me so fucked up. I have all these feelings in my head and I don't know what to do anymore. Since being in the military it has been my top priority. Even when I was forced on leave, I couldn't wait to go back. But now, a part of me doesn't want to go back. Right now I can't help but think of Santana and what is going to happen now that I kissed her.

Then seeing the picture of Aaron, Drew and I has brought back the nightmares. I mean I have always had them but that specific dream has always been the one to haunt me. Should I get help? Like Santana said, do I feel like I need it? Should I just talk to Santana now that she knows some of my secrets? I have no idea what I am going to do.

Once I walked into the apartment, I was engulfed with an incredible smell. "Wow Quinn whatever you are cooking smells amazing!" I said going into the kitchen. "That would be the roasted chicken!" she said smiling. "Have you been at Santana's office this whole time?" I shook my head, "No I stopped by Aaron's gym for a work out." I said before taking a big sip of water. Quinn stepped forward and hit me upside the head, making me spit out my water a bit. "What the hell?" I yelled. "You're a fucking idiot, you shouldn't be at the gym while you are healing."She said, crossing her arms. "Don't worry Quinnie, I didn't use my left shoulder at all" I said raising my good arm showing her I surrendered. "You are going to be the death of me" she said laughing.

"So who is even coming tonight?" I asked. "Finn and Rachel who are dating, Kurt, Mercedes, Mike and Tina who are also dating and Puck. They all went to high school with Santana and I. Then just whoever you invited." She explained. "Are Kurt and Mercedes dating?", Quinn immediately started dying of laughter. "Hell no, Kurt is gay. They are just really good friends. Well we all are" Quinn added. As Quinn continued to cook I straightened up the living room. I pulled out the extenders on the dining room table and added the correct number of chairs that Quinn picked up from storage. After the table was set, I jumped in the shower. Quinn showered next while I got dressed. Since it was fall, I decided on a grey long sleeve sweater and dark jeans. Simple but it shows off my muscles. "Need me to put on your sling?" Quinn asked, walking in wearing a sweater dress. I nodded, once it was positioned correctly Quinn went back to cooking. I tried to offer to help but she just yelled at me so I just grabbed a beer and sat on the couch.

It's past 6 and Santana still isn't home yet. "I am going to kill her." Quinn said. "She will get home soon, I am sure of it" I said finishing my second beer. Once 6:50 rolled around, I was getting concerned. Just as I was about to call her, the front door flung open. Santana came strolling in on the phone and boy did she look so mad. "No me importa lo que quieras" she said. Damn she's even more attractive when she speaks spanish. I watched as she rolled her eyes. "¡No estamos saliendo! ¡Cuántas veces tengo que decírtelo!" Santana yelled a bit louder. She hasn't even made eye contact with either Quinn or I since making her way into the apartment. Quinn walked out of the kitchen staring at the gorgeous latina. "¡No me voy a casar con él!" Santana yelled walking toward her door. Before she closed the door, I heard her say "Esta conversación ha terminado, adiós".

I immediately looked at Quinn. "Well this isn't good" she mumbled. I looked at her confused. "Santana only speaks spanish if she's pissed off or horny and by the looks of it, she's pissed" Quinn explained. I nodded slowly, "Who do you think she's talking to?" I asked. "If I had to guess, her father" Quinn said before retreating into the kitchen.

10 minutes has passed, Quinn hasn't left the kitchen, I started on my third beer and Santana hasn't left her room. I decided to go and check on her. I knocked lightly on her door. "What Q? I am almost ready okay!" she said , I could hear the annoyance in her voice. "Um.. it isn't Quinn" I said loud enough for her to hear. I heard her mumble something before the door quickly flung open. "Sorry I thought you were Quinn" Santana said before moving back in front of her mirror. I watched as she slowly applied makeup to her face, if you ask me she doesn't need it. "You can come in" she said, pointing to the bed. I walked in and took a seat at the end of the bed. Santana seemed to move on to her eye makeup. "I didn't know you spoke spanish" I said, taking a sip of my beer. "There is alot about me that you don't know. But yes I am fluent in spanish but don't really use it much" She explained. "Yeah only when you're pissed or horny" I said, realizing I probably shouldn't have. Santana quickly turned around, "Did Quinn say that" She asked. "I plead the fifth" I said laughing and taking another sip. She narrowed her eyes at me, "That girl" she said laughing and turning back around to finish her makeup.

"So who are you pissed at?" I asked, taking a chance to see if she told me. Santana stopped and eyed me through the mirror. "What makes you think I was pissed, maybe I am horny" she said, smirking. "You didn't even look at me when you walked in. I could also tell by the sound of your voice that you wanted to hit someone through the phone" I said smirking back. She rolled her eyes, "Fine I was pissed just family crap". "Tell me about it, family sometimes sucks" I said laughing. Santana turned around, "Yeah they do, maybe you can tell me about your family sometime?" she said. I nodded, "But only if you tell me about yours". She smiled, "deal" Santana said, shaking my hand.

"Now you need to leave cause I need to change" She said, stealing my beer and taking a sip. "Why? You look amazing" I said letting my eyes wander down her body and back up. "I had this on all day and I am not wearing a pencil skirt to a dinner party" She said laughing. "Fine , fine, I guess I also need a new beer anyways" I said laughing while walking to the door. As I walked out, I heard Santana say my name so I turned around. She was standing in the doorway, holding my beer and smirking, "También estoy muy cachondo." She said winking before slowly closing the door.

I have no idea what the hell she said but I do know that she wasn't pissed!

Spanish:

No me importa lo que quieras- I don't care what you want

¡No estamos saliendo! ¡Cuántas veces tengo que decírtelo!- We are not dating! How many times do I have to tell you!

¡No me voy a casar con él!- I'm not marrying him!

Esta conversación ha terminado, adiós- This conversation is over, bye

También estoy muy cachondo- I am also very horny

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