Authors Notes: I do not own Glee or Superman. This is purely for fun.

The amount Superman myths will be used or followed very minimal. Birth, powers, and a few overlapping essentials will be it.

Chapter: 3- Assignments

"So Sweet Cheeks and Legs," Holly breathed out, her endearments softly, leaning back against her leather chair. "This whole Daily Planet break-in thing seems to have left both of you unscathed. I have a new assignment for you."

Brittany smirked, as she clapped her hands together excitedly. "Are we going to go into the underground mob network?! You know, I love some undercover work."

Holly smiled a little, watching Santana fidget in her chair some. "It's under cover, but not the kind you are thinking."

Santana sighed, "What kind is it?" She said mildly annoyed. She had been pulled out of an interview that took her 3 weeks to book.

"I thought you'd never ask." The blonde editor laughed a little softly. "You will be going undercover as a newlywed couple."

Santana's hands gripped the side of her chair a little too tightly, causing her to almost split the wood on the arm. "What?!"

Brittany nodded excitedly, "Oh come on, Santana. This will be a piece of cake."

Santana huffed as she adjusted her glasses. "You really think that 2 of the country's most well-known reporters can get away with going under cover?" The brunette leaned her head back against the chair and spoke softly, "We might be able to get away with it in a small town. But in our own home city, I think it's highly doubtful."

Holly just smiled smugly. It was her 'You're going to do what I say you're going to do' smirk. "You guys are the best. I know you will figure it out. I already called and made room reservations," She slid a velvet box across her desk and grinned. "Put these on. You guys have to play the part."

Brittany almost squeaked when she grabbed the box. Holly had good taste in everything. Even if she wouldn't get to keep it, she would accessorize it over the next few days. She opened the box and giggled. "These are so pretty." She slid the slightly bigger one onto her finger. She took the other one out of the box and handed it to Santana. "Come on, Honey. You forgot your ring at home this morning after you made breakfast."

Santana just huffed as she rolled her eyes and examined the ring closely. She titled her glassed down a little, almost gasping. "Holly, these are real. It has to be at least 2 carts…" She examined them a little further with her enhanced vision.

"Well, sweet cheeks," She laughed out softly. "They are from my personal collection. I've been proposed to several times. Just never got all the way to the wedding part."

"Fine, but are we done now?" Santana asked a little impatiently. "I might be able to salvage my interview if I can get there, even if I'll be a little late."

Holly just nodded shooing her way. "You can go, Lopez. Make Momma proud," She laughed softly as she saw Santana let out an irritated sigh. "But seriously, your assignment starts tomorrow. So go home and pack some stuff."

The heroine nodded and threw her hand up in the air. "Got it, Boss." Santana had her hand on Holly's office door ready to turn the handle when Brittany called her name softly. She turned around and to her surprise Brittany was standing right behind her. She still wasn't sure how the blonde seemed to sneak up on her sometimes. "Yea, Brittany?" She said with a slightly confused smile.

Brittany grabbed Santana's tie lightly and ran the tail end of it between her index and middle fingers. "So does that mean for the next few days I can flirt with you and not feel bad about it?" She laughed to herself softly, before running her finger underneath the brunette's chin.

Santana was obviously flustered. She hated when Brittany teased her like that. It was even worse that it was on front of their boss. The heroine straightened her tie and huffed a little. "Britt, you need to take this seriously." She almost barked as she walked out of the office.

Holly just laughed at the exchange between her two best reporters. "You're the only one that can get under her skin like that." The blonde editor leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. "Don't make her hate you this weekend. I need my best team to stay together."

Brittany just let out a small laugh, "Don't worry, boss. I've got Lopez in the palm of my hand."

Santana made her way to her desk across the bullpen when she noticed a blonde head sitting at her desk. She gulped a little when she realized who it was. "Hey, Dani..."

The shorter blonde turned around and looked up at the hero. "Hey, Santana. How's your day going?" Her eyes scanned the journalist's body slowly.

Santana took a deep breath, trying to keep calm. "It's been pretty good. Holly gave us a new assignment that's going to be pretty intense." Santana shuffled nervously from one foot to the other. "So what brings you up here?"

"Well," she spoke softly as she stood up extremely close to Santana. "I was wondering if you would want to go out with me to dinner tonight."

Dani was sweet and funny. She was a writer for the entertainment section of the Daily Planet. She had asked her out at least 4 times in the last couple months. Santana had a good excuse every time, but today she was caught a little by surprise. Brittany had flustered her in Holly's office. She was still annoyed at the loss of her interview.

"Um….I," was all she really stuttered out before cut her off.

"Santana, I've asked you out and been turned down by you more than anyone ever," The musician thought for a second. "I've only been turned down twice with the exception of you. You've turned me down 3 times alone. If you're not interested, or if you're dating someone, you can tell me."

"It's not that…I just…" She was cut off by Dani interjecting.

"Santana, if you're seeing someone you can just tell me," she shrugged a little as she leaned back against the desk. "Or if you're just not interested you could say that too."

"Look," Santana said softly as she pushed her glasses up. "Dani, you're funny, smart, pretty, and super relaxed. It's not you." She crossed her arm and closed her body off a little. "I honestly just don't have the time or energy to date anyone right now. I'm always busy with work," she felt a small smile creep across her face followed by a little laugh. "Brittany isn't exactly easy to keep up with. She's always on the go…"

Dani just threw her hands up and sighed. "Santana, I'm asking you to go out to dinner with me not pack up a u-haul and move in with me. You could just say you have a thing for Brittany. I mean," she threw her head in the direction of the blonde and eyed her up and down. "I totally wouldn't blame you. She's super hot."

Santana shook her head confused and stammered a little bit as she started to talk. "I..Brittany and I." She cleared her throat and squared her shoulders up. "Brittany and I are just partners." She saw a small smirk cross Dani's face at her choice of words. "Just work partners. Our relationship is completely platonic. It would be far beyond unprofessional."

Note: Sorry it took me so long to get back to this. I really do love this story I'm making strides to make sure I have more time to write it. I hope you enjoy it.