Okay so I got some pretty good feedback from the first chapter and I really want to thank everyone that gave me a suggestion I took them to heart and there's a little surprise in here for those of you that did. I'm not sure how fast I can upload after today. I took off work just to work on this chapter. Here it is! Remember to Review! Ask Questions! Just give me some feedback on where to go with this. I don't want to have a half ass story that I just pulled out of my ass.
As soon as the door closed Kurt stood, his eyes weary but somewhere in the depth of all that blue a hint of joy and amusement sat waiting to be unleashed. Santana's eyes crinkled at the sight of her old friend. "Hello, Kurt," she said her arms spread wide inviting Kurt in.
They stood locked in a friendly embrace. Pulling back Santana looked into Kurt's pale face. She remembered when it was full of life. When his cheeks would turn a rosy red with the simplest of dirty words. Now they were an ashen gray and it looked as if he hadn't fed in weeks. His eyes once full of life and laughter, now sunken in holes on his face.
If vampires could age than Kurt would have added about twenty years to his undead life. "You look terrible," Santana said, her voice joking but only on the surface. "Well, we're all waiting for this impending war to break out. The stress of which tends to take a toll on a man's good health."
"Which brings me to the reason for my visit. It appears that a servant of yours decided to attack me as I walked home from the gathering. I'm sure that you know who he is. Does Sebastian ring a bell?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Kurt's shoulders fell. "Do you have any proof that it was my man and not a rogue that happened to resemble Sebastian? Maybe one that wanted to get even with the group that cast them out?"
Santana let off a low warning growl. "You know good and well that I don't feel right with casting any members out on the streets. It couldn't have been rogues, because I saw him and he answered to the name Sebastian. Please don't insult my intelligence or my sanity. You're not in the clear for any of this not only has one of your clan members broken the treaty, but they have trespassed onto my personal land and attacked a clan leader."
Kurt was up in the blink of an eye. "You are crossing into dangerous territory, Santana," he hissed with his face inches from hers. "I do not wish to start ill feelings between us my old friend, but I cannot just sit by while your clan members run rampant unchecked." Kurt's eyes flashed in anger and he glared at Santana with enough menace to stop a charging rhino.
"I can keep my members in check the question is can you?" He stepped over the dust-coated desk. "Kurt, did you know that it was your most trusted member that came and attacked me? Did you know that by attacking a clan member your- now dead- clan member has just struck the first match over a gasoline drenched woods? Did you know that your "faithful" followers have been turning innocent humans into vampires or just simply killing them off? Clearly, Kurt, you don't. The only reason you don't have an army of elves, werewolves, and witches waiting outside your door is because I offered to come and talk to you."
When he didn't respond Santana continued in a soft voice, "You're fighting a losing battle. We out number you three to one. As a friend I beg you to think about the effects of your actions."
Turning Santana saw a newfound fire burning in her friend's eyes. "All of you animals stand together against us poor almost-humans. The elves have never been fond of us and the only reason that we stand here talking is because we were once friends. Otherwise, you would be trying to rip out my throat. You stand there and offer the hand of peace, one that has been tempted by those who plot against us."
Santana couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Kurt, when have the wolf people sprung an unprovoked attack? It was you and your that brought about all of this war and death. I'm going to end this before it can begin," she said as Kurt opened his mouth to respond. "Get your clan mates under control or I will be forced to kill them."
Turning Santana stepped out of the room. Puck and Quinn were having a glaring contest with Kurt's two guards. Even though she shook uncontrollably Quinn still had a great amount of fierceness to her glare that amused the Latina. At the sight of the brunette, Quinn gave off a joy filled yip. Giving her a warm smile, Santana allowed the guards to lead them back outside.
"You're lucky to even have spoken to him. With this war about to start I never would have let a smelly mutt into my territory," the taller guard snarled in their direction. Puck turned, for they had reached the outside and he could move about freely.
Already realizing his intentions Santana stuck her arm out hitting him with enough force to knock him backwards. He was snarling out a stream of curse words and Quinn did her best to calm him down. "That is why my dear young vampire. You are not a leader, but a mere pawn in the bigger game."
The guard snarled and took a step towards Santana. His friend stopped him in the same manner that Santana had done to Puck. "You will never understand the responsibility and the strain of having to watch over an entire nation of your kind. Especially with idiots like you running around." The guard's eyes flashed.
Without another word Santana turned her back to them and took off to the hills, her heavy paws smacking the dry earth. Dust flew up behind them as they reached the top of the hill.
Quinn leaned closer to Santana's shoulder and the Latina could tell that the smaller blonde feared for their lives. What do we do now? Puck eyes brightened at the prospect of taking revenge upon Santana's tormentors.
But maybe Mercedes doesn't know about what Kurt has done. Quinn whispered her body shaking again with the fear not yet gone from her system. Which is why we shall go to her and see if she knows, Santana said and took a sharp turn to the right to avoid a giant boulder that seemed to sprout up from the ground.
Puck's heart could be heard picking up speed at the prospect of a possible attack. S, is it really worth it? Quinn asked. Is it really worth putting our entire nation in jeopardy over pride? Puck snarled.
Santana's shoulders seemed to be weighed down with the weight of her discussion. Quinn, there is going to be a war no matter what we do. It's true that I have my own reasons for wanting to fight Kurt, but sooner or later we will have to face Kurt. She fell silent and allowed the brunette to lead them to Mercedes' place.
They drew closer to their target and Santana could feel the presences of powerful energy flowing around them. Puck was running so fast that his feet barely touched the ground, and then he rose. Lifting up over the trees. He let off a yelp of surprise. Santana and Quinn stopped. Looking up at him.
Q, cover my back. I'm going to morph, Santana said and before the silver wolf could argue Santana had transformed. "Alright, ladies come on out," she called out into the abyss of trees. They were met by silence, and Quinn whined softly, warning Santana to be careful. Puck still snarled loudly above them.
After a few more seconds they saw movement behind the trees. "It's great to see you again, Santana," Harmony said while taking a step into the red light of the setting sun. Her long raven black hair was a great contrast to her pale skin and hazel eyes.
Puck's growls rose to a tremendous height and it was hard for even Santana to hear the girl standing in front of her. "Hello, Harmony, it's nice to see you too," she said, trying to remain polite. Another shadow moved and it was as if Santana were seeing double. On the left was the hungry yet amused looking Harmony and on the right was the sad and shy face of Lindsey, Harmony's twin sister.
"Hello, Lindsey," Santana said giving the girl a warm smile that she returned without enthusiasm. Puck's snarls grew deafening and with a flick of her wrist Harmony silenced him with yet another spell.
Harmony took a few steps towards Santana. Her hungry eyes taking in every detail of the Latina's perfectly chiseled body. When she stepped a little too close, Quinn jumped in between them, a snarl already on her lips. Harmony was too quick for her though and Quinn went floating up to join Puck. She yipped nonstop and Harmony had to silence her as well.
"Now, that we're all alone," she said while throwing her arms around the darker girl, completely ignoring her sister. "Why don't you tell me what a big bad wolf like yourself is doing out here in the dank dark witch infested woods," she leaned in closer to Santana, their bodies only inches away. Santana gave her one of the Latina's best smiles and leaned her over backwards like they were doing the Tango with Santana's face still inches away from Harmony's. "How about you take me to Mercedes," Santana whispered, dangerously in Harmony's ear.
The lighter girl immediately took control and stood up straight. "Why would you want to see her…when you can have me?" She asked, trying to tempt the Latina by pulling herself even closer to Santana's muscular frame. They waltzed around the area and Santana couldn't help but feel like she was doing the dance of death.
"I don't think that she would be very happy if she found out that you were fraternizing with the enemy," Santana said deflecting Harmony's question with the simplest of ease. Out the corner of her eye she saw Lindsey muttering a counter spell. Harmony turned and sent her sister flying up into the air like Puck and Quinn.
"Harmony put me down!" Lindsey commanded in a stern voice. Santana could only stare up at the three figures. "No, you mutt lover," Harmony snarled back. Lindsey's face turned a bright shade of red. She still was trying to break Harmony's spell, but her sister was clearly the stronger one.
"Um, Harmony, maybe you should put your sister down," Santana said, taking a step towards the raging girl. Lindsey's eyes gave him a look of warning. Harmony whipped around as Santana placed a hand on her shoulder. "Stand back, Santana," she growled, before turning g back to her sister. "But, Harmony, if you let your sister and my friends go and take us to see Mercedes…I'll…I'll…I'll give you a kiss," whispered Santana.
Lindsey turned, dumbstruck. There was silence. Not even Lindsey was saying anything. Glancing up Santana saw that the pale girl floating in the air was staring at her mouth agape.
Without a word Santana took a few steps towards Harmony. Out the corner of her eye she saw Quinn's eyes go wide and even Puck's eyes flashed with surprise. Wrapping her arms around the paler girl's waist she yanked Harmony forward so that their bodies were pressed against each other.
"Come on, Harmony, I know you want to kiss me," she whispered in her most seductive voice. She was still shocked by Santana's proposition. Santana had all the power and Harmony knew it. "One kiss? If I take you to Mercedes and give you your friends back?" She whispered still unsure of the guidelines that Santana had set out.
Santana nodded, leaning in a little closer. "Just put them down," she whispered with her face inches away from Harmony's.
She nodded and Santana watched as her friends floated safely to the ground.
Puck was the first to compose himself. We need see Mercedes, He reminded Santana in a stern bark. Nodding Santana forced herself to look at Harmony. "Now, take us to Mercedes." She gave the Latina a triumphant smile and turned leading the way through the woods. Puck loyally stood by Santana's side, but Quinn stood a little far off, her tail dragging behind her. Lindsey brought up the rear, her expression the same as Quinn's.
It pained Santana to see the both of them hurt by something she had done. Before she met Brittany, Lindsey had been the only one Santana had ever cared about. She still cared about Lindsey and she knew just how much hearing Santana promising to kiss her sister hurt her. How it brought up old memories.
Back when Santana and Lindsey were dating, Santana had gone over to her girlfriend's house. She had gotten an urgent text from Lindsey's phone saying just how badly she needed to see the Latina. When Santana walked into the house she found Lindsey on the table with her legs spread wide open and whip cream coating her chest. She had begged for Santana to fuck her and after a few seconds hesitation, Santana had dropped her pants and obliged. Halfway through their fuck session Lindsey came home from work.
Santana had been so confused she just stood there speechless while Lindsey yelled at her and than finished her long rant with a quick slap to the cheek, which had stung for days. She ran out the room in tears and said that she never wanted to see Santana ever again. When Lindsey was gone Harmony came over and got right in the still stunned Latina's ear and whispered, "Thanks for the ride." It had crushed Santana and she had fallen into a great depression. Going wolf for weeks at a time. Only Quinn had been able to talk some sense into her and convince Santana to go out with her one night where she met Brittany. And the rest was history.
Stepping through the trees they came across a house much larger and nicer than Kurt's mansion. "Oh, sisters," Harmony called out her voice chiming with excitement of events prior. Several faces poked out of the window, most of them Santana knew. Smiles spread all around as they saw Santana walking up behind Harmony.
The door burst open and a sea of girls came pouring out. They crowded around them poking and prodding them, asking questions that they didn't know the answers to. Mercedes stood in the doorway her arms crossed over her chest and an amused expression on her face.
"Harmony!" She called her, voice rising above the chatter of the other girls. "Did you bring these werewolves here?" Harmony looked back at Santana as if she just now realized that the Latina was standing behind her. "Oh, come on, Cedes, can't we just stop for a drink?" Harmony said with an innocent expression. Mercedes eyes flashed.
Stepping forward Santana spoke up before Harmony could get into any more trouble. "Mercedes, I think that it would be best if we talk alone." She stared at Santana for a few seconds before nodding.
The girls swept Santana into the house, still giggling. As they stepped inside Santana saw multiple groups of men sitting at tables with herbs and potions scattered around the room. One guy ran up to Santana with a gleeful smile on his face. His light brown hair was carelessly swept over his forehead and his eyes danced with amusement. "Hey, Santana, I haven't seen you in a while," Rory said while giving Santana a fist pound.
He followed them down the hallways. Santana gave him a large smile. "Hello, Rory, it's great to see you," she said in a pleasant voice that didn't match their situation. Rory finally noticed Harmony. "Ew, Harm, do you always have to be so gross?" He snarled at her as she hung onto Santana's arm tightly.
Harmony only stuck her tongue out at him and squeezed Santana's arm a little tighter. Continuing down the hall Santana saw the witches and warlocks openly staring at them. Some with their mouths hanging open in surprise, others glaring with distaste. Quinn seemed to be the most unnerved by their situation. She hadn't stopped shaking since Harmony had put her down. Her eyes glanced around watching everyone.
Puck was just aggravated. He glared at everyone, daring someone to step forward and attack him. He longed to get into a provoked fight.
They walked up a flight of stairs and into a small den, that Santana assumed was Mercedes' work place. Once again everyone else was forced to stay outside.
In the light shinning in from the window, Santana took in all the details of Mercedes' face. Her sweet pudgy face would have hand dimples in it, if she were smiling. Her long dark hair fell down her back and her brown eyes flashed as she took in Santana's stance trying to determine if she were a threat or not. Santana knew that she couldn't let Mercedes physical features fool her.
"What is it you need, Santana?" She asked her arms still folded across her chest. Even though Santana towered over Mercedes, she still could not meet her glare. Staring down at the carpeted floor Santana saw her feet leaving dirty smudges.
"I have come to ask what knowledge you have of Kurt's clan going about attacking clan members." She finally risked a glance up into Mercedes' blank stare. After a few seconds she spoke. "As you know, Santana, if do come down to war I will be siding with Kurt for reasons that none of you could ever understand, but that does not mean that I agree with everything he is doing."
Santana's heart jumped at the prospect of having another ally. "So, you do know about him attacking me?" She asked accused, her eyes lighting a fire within. Mercedes shook her head sadly, her long hair getting tossed from side to side. I'm didn't say that. I only said that I don't agree with what he's doing." Santana's heart sank as her words pierced through the Latina.
"But if you don't agree with what he's doing then why do you fight on his side? Clearly, what he is doing is wrong. Do you really think that after this war is over that he is going to leave our people alone? What if he attacks? What if he kills one of your people?" Santana asked her voice growing serious.
Mercedes' eyes flashed again. "Do you consider me a fool, Santana? Do you think that I cannot protect my own people? If you were in the same position would you not do the same for your people? If they were in danger would you not choose the side that best fits your needs?"
Her eyes had grown tortured and her face had become pale. She collapsed into a plush black leather chair with her hand covering her face. Stepping forward Santana squatted down next to her. Talking hold of the heavier woman's chin she made Mercedes look at her. "Did they take him? Did they take Sam?" She asked. Tears streamed down Mercedes' cheeks.
Without thinking Santana pulled Mercedes into her arms. "It's okay. Hush. We'll get him back. I have a plan." Her eyes brightened by Santana's words. "You have to act as if nothing has changed. No matter what happens you must not show that we have spoken. I have friends inside of Kurt's clan and they will help us."
Mercedes wiped the tears away and gave Santana a small smile that the Latina easily returned. "Just trust me. I won't let them harm Sam," the Latina said, her smile fading and her voice growing serious. Mercedes nodded and Santana stood helping the heftier woman up from her chair.
They walked out of the room hand in hand, and into the crowded hallway. Rory and Lindsey sat leaning against Quinn softly stroking her silver fur and quietly talking to each other. It was obvious that they liked each other and with their silent conversation they seemed to have calmed the shaking wolf down enough for her to relax a little. At the sight of the two leaders everyone sprang to their feet and Harmony raced forward to take up her position on Santana's arm once again.
Mercedes' expression remained blank as she walked them downstairs. Santana could hear the sound of feet hitting the ground as people ran back to their workstations. If not for the seriousness of the situation she might have laughed. The people watched with mistrustful glares. She returned their looks with blank stares, doing her best to hide the joy she felt.
Santana had a new ally in this confusing war. A powerful ally. It was now three against one, but somehow this thought didn't comfort Santana. Her mind kept racing back to the days when she and Kurt had hung out together and he would tell her which outfit to wear before they went anywhere.
Too lost in her own thoughts to realize where she was that it shocked her when Harmony stood up on tiptoes and kissed the Latina's tan cheek softly. She looked down at the paler girls grinning face as she pulled back.
"Don't do that again," she growled and pulled her arm out of Harmony's grip. Harmony was shocked by Santana's sudden hostility but everyone else seemed to be amused. They were glad to see that Santana hadn't forgotten about Brittany.
"Lindsey, Rory, would you please escort these werewolves off of our land?" Mercedes said her face stern but her eyes hinting at amusement and joy. Rory beamed at Santana and nodded. Lindsey gave Santana a sober nod; her face still contorted pain, from the memory of Santana and her sister.
They took up either side of the group of werewolves. Rory walking beside Puck, his smile still in place. Lindsey walked beside Quinn talking animatedly with the silver werewolf. Before they had known about any supernatural powers they had all been a group of everyday American teenagers. In glee club together. Some of them had become cheerleaders or football stars in Santana and Puck's case. It seemed that as soon as they had started high school, everyone had started to gain a superpower. Everyone that had come into contact with the glee club had been forced into the supernatural world as well.
Santana had been the first one to fall victim to the curse of the werewolves. With her father being the last known Alpha to roam the woods, Santana had automatically had the title forced upon her. All the secrets she had to keep were too much for her best friend Quinn who had snapped attacking Santana viciously.
Quinn had turned a few days later and Santana had promoted her Beta. Puck had soon followed as she and Quinn were dating at the time and she had become curious about where Quinn escaped to every night, instead of spending that time her boyfriend.
Everyone had a story and most of them weren't pretty, but they had all been a family once. What happened to the big group of smiling kids that Santana had come to know and love.
"I've missed hanging out with you guys," Lindsey whispered to Quinn, who whined back in response. She nudged Lindsey gently with her snout, before giving her hand a sensitive lick. "I wish that we weren't fighting. I miss going over to Santana's house to hang out, even if I wasn't invited."
Santana's head whipped around at her words. "Lindsey, you are always welcome at my house. All of you are. War or no war, we've been friends since the fifth grade and I intend to keep it that way."
She smiled sadly at Santana's words as they reached the end of the woods. Quinn shifted back to her human form. She pulled Lindsey into her arms with tears streaming down her face. Even Puck had morphed and was giving Rory a monster bro hug that had the poor kids eyes bugging out.
They all turned and looked at Santana before scooping her up into a group hug. Everyone had tears spilling over and not even Santana could put on a brave face. Then Rory said the one thing that they all hoped not to hear. "I just wish that everyone else could be here for this." Silence filled the air.
Breaking away, Santana brushed the tears from her face. "Yes, it would be nice if all of our other glee members could be as open minded. But they've chosen their paths and now we must chose ours." Rory's face held so much child like wonder, what with his young age he had never been in a battle before. He had never witnessed the scenes that had hardened the hearts of his friends.
Lindsey nodded in agreement to Santana's words. They bid each other goodbye promising that they would see each other again, before the three werewolves shifted forms and rook off running back to Santana's house to regroup and for Santana to think over that she had learned.
Quinn was lost in her own thoughts too but Santana heard her give off a soft whine. Without breaking stride, Santana drifted closer to her, until their shoulder's brushed. Are you okay? She asked her worry evident on her face. Quinn nodded her great silvery head, dipping down as she lied. Puck continued to run his body a brown blur in the setting sun.
I know, Santana whispered, I miss them too. Rory and his goofy little grin always cracked me up. She gave Santana a fake smile that quickly disappeared.
They drew closer to Santana's house and they could hear Brittany and Rachel inside talking and laughing with the smell of cooking meat touching their noses.
Oh, shit! I forgot about the barbeque! Santana said, increasing her pace so that she skidded to a stop right outside the door and shifted back to her human form, racing through the door.
She found Brittany and Rachel both setting up for the barbeque later on that night. Rachel was chopping up fruit and throwing it into a bowl while Brittany began to work on the hamburger. There were already chicken wings in the cooker and that was what was sending out the mouthwatering scent through the air.
When they saw the three werewolves step into the house, Brittany left her work behind and raced forward to wrap her arms around Santana's neck. She had a happy smile on her face that didn't match their previous argument. When Brittany leaned up and kissed Santana passionately the Latina couldn't help but pull back in confusion.
"What's gotten into you?" She asked. Brittany continued to stare up at the Latina with love struck eyes. "What do you mean, hot stuff?" Santana's eyebrow rose at Brittany's words. "Are you drunk?" She asked as Brittany buried her head in Santana's shirt. "No, I just realized how lucky I am to have the hottest girl in the world on my arm," she defended.
"Second hottest," Rachel chimed in. Quinn had walked over and wrapped her arms around the short, brunette's waist. Brittany rolled her eyes. "You wish, Berry. Santana is clearly hotter than Quinn. You've never heard her speak in Spanish. I'm telling you…orgasmic," Brittany said as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Santana blushed deeply as she listened to her fiancé defend her. She had to admit that it was kind of turning her on.
"Actually, I have heard her speak in Spanish. Remember Nationals? After Finn and I kissed on stage and ruined whatever chance we had of winning." Quinn stiffened at the mention of Rachel's ex-boyfriend. They all hated him. For some reason that no else seemed to understand, Finn had become a major ass.
He would treat woman as if they were nothing more than property and he would get an air of cockiness that he did not deserve. Sometimes he got on Santana's nerves more than Rachel did.
If it weren't for the fact that her barbeques were open invitation Santana would have allowed Finn anywhere near her house. As it were, Shelby was always looking for a way to make her daughter and the big blundering oaf man spend more time together. It annoyed Quinn to no end, but of course she couldn't say anything because she and Rachel weren't even suppose to be together. It was against clan law, but Finn and Rachel would be the perfect couple in Shelby's eyes.
"That's not the Spanish I'm talking about," Brittany continued, "I'm talking about the kind that's whispered. The stuff that you can't repeat in public. That kind of stuff that makes you want to-"
"Brittany!" Santana screamed, her eyes bugging out of her head as she looked down at the blonde girl still in her arms. The others laughed at the look Santana was giving Brittany. "Maybe you shouldn't share the things that we do in the bedroom with our friends," she said silently telling the taller girl to shut the hell up.
Brittany simply shrugged and took one of the strawberries that Rachel had been cutting into her mouth. She bit off part of it, before stuffing the rest into Santana's mouth. The Latina had to fight back a moan as the taste of Brittany hit her tongue. It was too much for her and she cursed how weak she was. Her friend down below didn't seem to agree with Santana's thought process and quickly sprang to life once again
Puck and Quinn chuckled at Santana's predicament while Rachel blushed and Brittany smiled knowingly. It was clear that she enjoyed the effect she was having on her fiancé.
"Puck, help me move the girl outside. Quinn will you get the propane out of the garage. We should get that going and than set up some tables for the barbeque," Santana said as they bustled around to do their jobs. She kissed Brittany on the cheek before following the other two outside.
Once they were out of earshot of the other two women, Puck leaned over and punched Santana's arm affectionately. "Man you are so whipped man. She didn't even do anything super sexual and look at you," he laughed, "You just can't keep it in your pants. Can you, Lezpez?" Santana punched him back, but hers was more so of a warning. "Shut the hell up, Puckerman. At least I'm getting some."
"Not from what I've heard," Quinn said with an evil grin on her face. "Rachel says that Brittany's not getting any until the wedding night and it's driving her crazy." Puck roared with laughter as Santana blushed deeply. "But that's by my choice. You wouldn't believe what this girl has been doing to get me to have sex with her. Three seconds after I told her that I wouldn't have sex with her she pretty much dry humped me into next week. Snix down there was crying in pain," she groaned, talking about the nickname she had given to her extra attachment.
"And that's a bad thing because…" Puck said waiting on Santana to get a point to her story. "You know most people would be thrilled to have their wife willing to have sex with them on a regular basis. You act as if it's the worst thing in the world. Besides if Brittany was my girlfriend, I would be doing everything to get her into my bed every night."
Santana actually punched Puck hard enough to break the bone as she glared at him. Puck howled out in pain as his body tried desperately to heal itself.
"That's what you get, you bastard!" She snarled taking up one side of the grill while Puck took up the other. "No one talks about my Britt-Britt like that!" She snarled. Quinn was doubled over laughing as she took the propane up in one hand and walked back through the house and outside.
With a heave they managed to get the George Forman grill through the house without too much trouble. Brittany had finished preparing the meat and was just waiting for Santana's instructions. "Help Quinn out with the tables and chairs. People should be arriving soon." The two blondes nodded and Brittany leaned up and kissed Santana's cheek before racing back inside to get the rest of the things for the barbeque.
Puck and Santana both began to work with the grill, chatting happily about the past, and doing their best not to let the saddens show. When the tables were set up and the girls had put all of the food out people began to arrive.
First were Mike and Tina. Those two were always early for any event they went to. Then Santana's parents. Her mother gave her a firm handshake, while her mother tried to cover her face in kisses. It was humiliating, but Brittany simply smiled and came up beside her fiancé. Santana's mother shifted her kisses onto Brittany while Santana's father went over to the grill with Puckerman.
Shelby came with Finn and Jesse. Than Rory, Harmony, and Lindsey with David and Wade coming up behind them. Joe came running out of the woods without any shoes on with Blaine and Sugar with Will, Artie, and Holly bringing up the rear.
When everyone was there Brittany immediately took up the job as hostess. She put out the drinks, walking around; checking on people making sure that everyone was okay, while Santana worked on the grill.
It seemed that everyone there was a couple, but they were all getting along. Chatting and stating up a gave of beer pong. Santana's mother didn't seem to approve of the game, but she was too busy talking to Brittany about the wedding, and her dress, and the ring, and god knows what else.
People were beginning to grow restless just as the meat was done cooking.
"Come and get it!" Santana called just as Rory and Artie were starting to get into an argument about the rules of rugby. They came over to Santana both of them yelling trying to get her to side with them. "I don't care about rugby! Okay? Here in America we play football!" That shut both of them up and they quickly grabbed their hamburgers and left.
"Speaking off football, I got Santana on my team!" Quinn called out for everyone. Puck let off a groan, which was shared by a few of the other boys. "Than we get Brittany!" Artie defended. Santana felt the wolf in her let off a mighty snarl and Quinn's hand on her shoulder was the only thing that kept her from launching across the clearing and taking out four eyes.
Puck was nodding in agreement to Artie, both boys oblivious to Santana's rage. "She's the one person that Santana won't take out," he said with a triumphant smile. Everyone else just laughed as Brittany came up and placed a kiss on Santana's neck, making the Latina shiver.
"That's right!" Santana said, "And you assholes had better not get handsy with my woman, or I will end you!" She snarled as Brittany kissed her neck again, trying to calm the still raging Latina.
After everyone had eaten their fill, they divided up into two teams. It was Rory, David, Mike, Quinn, Holly, Blaine, and Joe on Santana's team. While Puck had Artie, Brittany Will, Tina, Jesse, Finn, and Santana's father. Rachel, Shelby, Harmony, Lindsey, Sugar, Wade, and Santana's mother all sat out.
Before the game could get started Santana made everyone huddle around her. "If anyone hurts Brittany- anyway- I will kill you. Don't even push her down! Got it? She snarled looking at David specifically. They all nodded, even Santana's father.
They all knew the implications of harming someone's mate. Santana would be crazy mad if something happened to Brittany. It would definitely end in someone dead. With the rules laid out they began the game. Puck won the coin toss and so his team got the ball first. That was all right with Santana.
As soon as he got the ball, Finn snapped it to Brittany on Puck's command. She easily caught Finn's quick but soft pass. She took it down their makeshift field, unaware of Blaine racing after her. He was moving so fast that he was a blur. There was no way that Brittany would have been able to see him, let alone avoid him. She didn't have to as; Santana tackled her own teammate to the ground just in front of the beautiful blonde with the ball. Brittany raced down the field and scored a touchdown.
Her team cheered loudly, while Santana's cursed and David even went so far as to yell, "Hell, Santana, if you want to protect Brittany than go join their team.
Quinn called a time out and they all got into a huddle. "Okay, I clearly underestimated how much Santana was going to protect Brittany. Since you're not going to let anyone get near her, Santana, you have to be the one to get the ball from her. You can be as rough as you like, but everyone else, keep the rest of them off Santana so she can get Brittany." Everyone nodded and they broke up the circle.
They started again and Santana kept her eye locked on Brittany only to find that the blonde was already staring back at her. When she locked eyes with the Latina, Brittany licked her lips seductively. Santana found her "little" friend twitching in her pants as they broke rank and Finn snapped the ball to Brittany again and Santana took off after the blonde. Brittany caught the ball, but than she felt a pair of arms wrapping around her waist and her feet were knocked out from under her as her body was tucked into Santana's and they hit the ground.
She gasped in surprise, which only made the Latina smirk. "That's for teasing me," Santana hissed in her ear. Brittany growled, turning her head, she bit Santana's cheek. It wasn't hard enough to leave a mark, just enough to shock the Latina.
Santana yipped in surprise and released Brittany. "You…you bit me!" She said, rubbing at her cheek. It didn't even sting, but the blonde hadn't left a physical mark so much as an emotional one. Brittany had never been the aggressive type. Not even in the bedroom. She had always left that to Santana. She was more of a submissive non-confrontational type of person.
"I sure did," Brittany said, with a smirk of her own. "Maybe next time you won't be so "handsy" as you put it." Santana's jaw almost hit the floor. She had never seen this side of Brittany.
She had to admit; it turned her on and she went back to their line with a semi- hard Snix in her pants. She saw a new fire burning in Quinn's eyes as she stepped in line and she used the connection that she had with all of her pack members to mentally contact Quinn, while blocking everyone else out.
What's wrong, Q? She asked.
Shelby's over there talking up Finn to Rachel. She's saying how good of a player he is. It's pissing me off. She snarled and Santana could see that Quinn was close to morphing.
Well, maybe we need to make him a little less noticeable. You cover him and every chance you sack him. Santana said, and she could see the joy shinning in Quinn's eyes.
Puck's team came out of their huddle and Finn got ready to snap the ball to Brittany, but Santana had her fiancé completely covered and there was no way that he was going to be able to pass it to her. He hesitated for a second looking for someone else, but it was second to long and Quinn easily took him out.
She hit him so hard that there was a crater in the earth. Everyone else winced as they watched Finn slowly get up and groan. There weren't any broken bones, but Santana could already tell that he wouldn't be walking tomorrow. He waved off anyone's concern and got ready for the last throw before they switched to defense. They all got back in line and Finn snapped the ball to Artie, but blur caught everyone's eye. Blaine jumped through the air and came down with the ball tucked in his arm he took off. Santana forgot about watching Brittany and took up the position of guarding Blaine.
Puck tried to tackle Blaine, but Santana closed lined him and the poor boy lay on the ground gasping for air. Will tried to stand in Blaine's way, but Santana jumped over her teammates head and came down on top of Will, pinning him to the ground as Blaine made a touchdown.
Santana's entire team was chanting her and Blaine's name as they raced back to their side and got ready to play offense.
Brittany had her eye locked on Santana and when none of the others were paying attention she mouthed the words, "I want you inside me" Snix roared to life and it took all of her will power to focus on the game. Quinn snapped the ball to her and Santana threw a clean spiral to Rory, who caught it and made a touchdown.
The score was twelve to six and people were starting to get agitated. Clearly, Santana's team had the advantage and Puck's secret weapon-Brittany- wasn't working the way he thought it would. After they made two more touchdowns he surrendered and Santana's team cheered in victory. They did a celebratory lap around their field. When finished, Santana easily found Brittany and pulled the taller girl in for a kiss.
It was heated and her fingers quickly found their way through Brittany's long flowing locks. Brittany wasn't so innocent, as her hand made it's way down Santana's sweaty shirt and to her enormous bulge.
She palmed Santana through her tight fitting jeans and made the Latina whimper loudly as Snix went from being semi-hard to just plain painful.
Brittany smirked into their kiss and her fingers went to the button on Santana's jeans. They forgot about all the other people around them and only focused on each other. Santana's hands moved from Brittany's hair down to her ass, grabbing it roughly she pressed the blonde completely against her.
A hand on back of their shirts ripped them apart and Santana's mother stood glaring down at the still horny couple.
"Santana Marie Lopez, I know I raced you better than to have sex in public!" She shrieked in embarrassment. Santana bowed her head in shame and mumbled, "Yes ma'am."
They followed everyone else inside with her mother bringing up the rear glaring at the back of her daughter and soon to be daughter in law's heads. They took up the floor space in the living room. Avoiding her mother's gaze Santana held Brittany's hand. They all sat around and told stories all of them stemming around the engaged couple. With each story Santana and Brittany's blush grew deeper and deeper.
"So who's going to be your best man?" Puck asked. Santana raised an eyebrow and stared at the boy with the skunk on his head. "Do you really think that I would choose you?" She asked. Everyone laughed as Puck faked hurt.
"If anyone would be my man of honor it would be Quinn," she said. Said blonde blushed deeply. "But I'm not a guy," she defended as Rachel fought the urge to lean into her mate. Everyone could see it except for Finn, Jesse, and Shelby. Apparently, they were all blind to the Princess' wishes, as Finn and Jesse both tried desperately to get the brunette's attention.
Santana rolled her eyes. "No one cares that you have a dick when you get your sexy time on, Q. You don't have to be a guy to be my best man." Quinn only blushed deeper and there was a light tint to Rachel's cheeks.
Brittany leaned into Santana a little bit more and kissed the brunette's neck affectionately. The contact made Snix twitch. This whole no sex thing was going to be impossible if Brittany kept on like this.
There you go. Got finished in a day. Is it good. Should Quinn and Finn have a showdown over Rachel? Quinn and Jesse? Let me know what you think and if I put Shay in this story again just let me know. Sorry, about that earlier you guys. Love YOU!