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 9: Connect the dots

The hours seemed to slowly melt by. Anytime Brittany moved a little, Santana felt her body tense up. She tried to sleep a little bit but the last thing she needed was Brittany waking up before her and taking her glasses off. Not that Brittany would get the jump on her, her super hearing would wake her as soon at Brittany's breathing changed.

She didn't need to sleep. As long as she had the sun light, she was like the energizer bunny. The same thing with eating, it had just become another part of her human life. Her camouflage. She gritted her teeth when she heard a loud cry for help. She looked over at the clock on the bedside table, she sighed. It was almost 6 a.m. If Brittany woke up while she was gone, she could make up a pretty good excuse on the fly. Especially if she brought her blonde partner breakfast.

She heard the silent alarm go off for the Starlabs. This was serious, she had to go. Carefully, she rolled Brittany off of her and made sure she was comfortable. She supersped to her apartment, grabbed her suit and made her way to Starlabs.

"Superwoman, I'm glad you got here so fast." Dr. Tina Cohen-Chang held her hand out to shake it.

Santana held her hand out politely and nodded, "Looks like I wasn't fast enough."

"Apparently, a few guys dressed up as exterminators and snuck into our weapons division." Tina just shook her head annoyed. "My department never would have screwed up like that. It was in the middle of a shift change. These guys apparently did their research. They knew what locker to go into. Which researchers had access to the restricted areas. "

"I know I can probably just ask the Police Chef, but what kind of weapon was it if you don't mind me asking." Superwoman shifted little.

"It's not my department, but as Chief of Development for all of Starlabs," Tina rocked back and forth on her heels. "It's not as much fun as it sounds coming from the weapons department." She pulled out a photo and handed it to Superwoman. "It's this small portable device. It decodes any digital lock combinations. I know there are some similar the FBI and CIA use, but as a lot more portable and high speed as it gets, it's very dangerous."

"So there are absolutely no leads? Security footage or anything else?" Santana looked at the clock on the wall. After wading through the police and bystanders, it had almost been an hour. Brittany was more than likely awake now.

"I didn't hear any of that from the police. You would actually have to check the reports with them." Tina nodded slightly and looked back towards the lab. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Santana just shook her head no and offered the doctor her hand, "I appreciate your time Dr. Cohen-Chang. If you need anything, you know how to find me."

Santana flew by the hotel and scanned her and Brittany's hotel room. The blonde was out of bed staring at the laptop. Probably looking over the footage of the night before. She couldn't be sure how long Brittany was up. The 'going downstairs go get breakfast' excuse was not an option. But the hotel did have a gym.

She looked through her closet for 'workout clothes' and found nothing. Jeans and a t-shirt were what she wore on the farm when she had work to do. But there was a little something that might work.

She walked into her hotel room and called out softly. "Britt, are you up?" Of course she didn't need to ask, but she had to play it up.

Brittany came out of the bathroom with her hair in a mess bun and her toothbrush hanging out of her mouth, "Where did you go Sa…" Her toothbrush nearly fell out of her mouth when she looked Santana up and down.

The heroine was in black spandex shorts and a tight black sports bra. She had a small hotel towel around her neck. She also came bearing a plate of muffins and a cup of coffee. She threw some water on her face and in her hair on the way down the hall. Brittany had to believe her story. "I went to the gym. I couldn't sleep really. I also got us breakfast. How do you feel?" She ignored Brittany's stare and only slowly nodded as Santana talked. "Do you want to look over the tape while I shower? I'm pretty gross."

Brittany quickly snapped out of it, "Of course, I'll look over it." Her eyes examined the plate that Santana brought up. She got blue berry muffins. They were Brittany's favorite "I actually don't feel too bad. Did you get these just for me?"

Santana nodded, "I know they are your favorite. It's not like it's a big deal." The brunette toweled the 'sweat' off her face and took a sip of the coffee. "I know how late you can sleep sometimes. I didn't want you to miss breakfast. I'm not even sure you would want to eat after last night. But I thought," She said softly as she sat the plate down on the coffee table. "You might like the option."

Brittany just smiled and nodded a little, "Thanks, San. You didn't have too." She walked into the bathroom to put her toothbrush down. She came back into the 'living room' part of their sweet and looked her partner up and down again. "Where have you been hiding," she motioned to Santana's lack of dress. "all of that?"

Santana smiled a little to herself. Personally sweats and a t-shirt would have been her first choice. She didn't like getting gawked at walking through the lobby, but the look on Brittany's face was priceless. "I grew up on a farm. I still like to work out a couple times a week."

"Well, if you wore clothes that fit, maybe your dating life would be busier." Brittany just shrugged a little, "I mean, not that I don't like your attire now. But, you're never out with anyone but me."

"Well, you were in a hurry to run Dani off. Not that I was interested," She threw the towel down on the counter in the kitchenette and adjusted her glasses a little bit. "You're love life isn't exactly exploding either."

"If you remember, I have dated more recently than you, Smartass." She threw a pillow across the room and Santana caught it mid-air. "So are you finally going to tell me about the lead you found linking the robberies?"

"I don't think 3 dates with Artie from accounting actually counts, Britt." She just rolled her eyes and stretched her arms over her head. "We can talk about it after I take a shower. I'm really gross from running."

"Alright, I'll try and eat while you're in the shower." She stood up and grabbed the plate of muffins, "I'll fast forward through the tape and see if I can see anything, San."

The heroine just nodded and walked towards the bathroom. She could feel Brittany's eyes on her, "Don't puke again, Britt."

A few minutes later, Santana heard her phone start to ring over the water running down her back. She heard Brittany's footsteps coming towards the door. Soon after her super hearing picked up the click of the door and it opened just a little.

"San," she said softly through the cracked door. "Do you want me to get your phone? It's your Mom."

"YEA. I'LL BE DONE IN A FEW MINUTES," She knew she would be done sooner. She waited for Brittany to close the door and she supersped into her clothes. Jeans and a t-shirt seemed to fit. Hopefully they would come across something on the tape.

"No, we're just doing a steak out for a case." Brittany talked animatedly as she started the fast forward on the footage from couch. "She should be done in a second. Santana said something about a festival coming up. Are you guys going to go?"

Santana walked out of the bathroom and couldn't help but smile. Brittany talking to her mom, especially about her small home town, made her feel like it could actually work. Well, it could work if Santana told ever her the truth. Only if Brittany was actually interested in just Santana as Santana…not as Santana as Superwoman. "Britt, I can talk to my mom now."

"Alright, Mrs. L, Santana is done her shower. I'll talk to you soon," Brittany handed the phone to Santana and smiled at her. "Here you go, San."

"Hola, Mami." Santana said happily as she grabbed one of the muffins off the plate.

"Mija, what are you doing with Brittany at 8 a.m. on a Saturday?" Santana could hear the excitement in her Mother's voice.

"We are working on a case, Mami. That's all." Santana huffed out a little. She knew her mom was pushing for her and Brittany to date. The Lopezs had met Brittany plenty of times over the year her and Santana. She was a hit with the family to say the least.

"Okay, Mija. I was just asking after the talk we had a few days ago I wasn't sure…"

Santana just hissed into the phone, "Mami, Look I have to go. I'll talk to you later." She listened to her mother mumble on for a few more seconds. "I love you, Mami." She clicked end on her phone.

"What's wrong, San?" Brittany questioned. She turned her body around halfway and looked over the couch. "What did your mom say?"

"She's being suggestive about why we are together this early on a Saturday." She took a big bite of the muffin and made her way to the couch.

"You didn't tell your Mom was got married and are on our honeymoon," Brittany teased softly and poked Santana in the side.

"God no," Santana rolled her eyes and slouched into the couch. "First, I would get killed for not having a big wedding. Then she would just start asking me when she should start expecting grandchildren." The brunette turned her head towards her partner. "I do not have time for that."

"It wouldn't be so bad being married to me would it?" Brittany asked teasingly. She leaned her head on Santana's shoulder and yawned. "I actually could kind of get used to this."

"We would have to be dating to end up on the road to marriage, Britt." She just sighed and turned her head toward the TV screen and sighed. "I don't think it would be that bad. You would just have to get used to some farm work, City Girl."

"Do you really think you could just get me to retire out of the city?" Brittany teased a little and turned her head to look up at Santana. "You know we would live in the city. I love it too much," She kissed the brunette on the cheek and giggled. "The farthest you would get me out of the city would be Suburbia like 10 minutes off the freeway, Wifey."

Santana started to feel the heat rise to her cheeks. Brittany was being extremely affectionate. It wasn't out of the realm of their friendship for Brittany to grab her hand and pull her along. The kiss on the cheek wasn't uncommon either, especially when breakfast and coffee were involved at the early hours of the morning. "So the lead that I found, I think might be able to get us somewhere."

"Well, out with it!" Brittany was all ears now. As soon as Brittany went into work mode, there was no stopping her.

"So the lawyer, Hunter Clarington, was paid in one large lump sum." Santana pulled away and crossed her legs, "I tracked the bank account it came from. I know we looked over the papers together several times and didn't seem to find anything. But I did more research with the company that paid him," She smiled a little when she saw Brittany started to bounce in her seat. "It's an offshore account for a subsidiary company that belongs too JSJ enterprises. "

"Are you kidding me?" Brittany stood up and ran her fingers through her hair. "Jessie St. James, the monopoly king of the Metropolis, is paying low lives to do his dirty work."

Santana just rolled her eyes. "It's not like it's the first time his name came up in some dirty business. But, this is a small lead. We might be able to link him to more."

"Do you think that the theft at Starlabs is connected to all of this other stuff?" Brittany asked excitedly. "Holly called me this morning and told me that she put Marshall on it. But he doesn't have the connections we do on the MPD, so he didn't get much info."

"Well, not that I approve of you getting in trouble, but if you run into Superwoman over the next few days you could always ask her about the robbery." Santana shrugged a little, "As long as it's legitimate and you're not just going to yell for help for no reason."

"You still won't let that go. It was one time…"Brittany just pouted and leaned her head back against the couch. "She had been in the city like a month. I needed help with that lead. She apparently let it go. I don't know why you can't."

"Britt, I'm just teasing you." She poked Brittany in the side and laughed out a little. "I don't see anything abnormal on the tape at all. How far did you watch last night?"

"Literally until almost like an hour before you got back. Then I started to feel really sick, so I made sure the camera was on." Brittany looked over at the TV. "From the time stamp we've already watched everything that I didn't watch for myself."

"Well, I've already taken a shower and gotten ready for the day. I can keep watch for a while if you want to get ready." Santana motioned towards the bathroom. "I don't mind."

"Well, I already took a shower. First thing this morning," She pointed to her messy bun. "I guess we'll just wait here and see what happens." Brittany just smiled a leaned back against Santana. "Do that thing where you can make that computer link to your phone. That way we don't have watch it on TV, we can put on cartoons."

Santana just nodded and turned the blue tooth on for her phone. "I'll watch my phone," She grabbed the remote and handed it to Brittany. "You can pick whatever cartoons you want, Britt."

A couple hours later, Brittany was asleep with her head in Santana's lap. Sometimes it still amazed her how they weren't already together yet. The amount of time they spent together, even outside of work. Neither one of them really had time for anyone else. Not that she was interested in others. But for all she knew, Brittany could have been. She ran her fingers through Brittany's still damp hair. Brittany was right. She could get used to this.

If Santana wasn't sure, she sure was now, that the MPD was really doing their job this weekend, mostly because Superwoman wasn't at every beacon call for help. The important stuff she made sure she was at. She looked down at her phone again. 1:22 pm. There was still no sign of suspicious activity. But Brittany would want lunch when she got up from her nap. Santana reached over for pillow to put in her place.

Brittany turned her head and looked up at Santana, "Where are you going, San?"

"Well since someone decided to fall asleep," She laughed a little and ran her fingers across Brittany's cheek. "I was going to go get us some lunch."

"Umm, how much do you love me?" The blonde asked with a huge smile on her face.

"Enough to order Chinese again and go get it for a second time this week." She laughed a little when Brittany's face lit up a little.

The next twenty-four hours just flew by. The next thing Santana knew it was Monday morning. The last day at the hotel went just the morning. The pair of journalist just watched TV. Brittany was mostly watching TV. Santana was pretty much on surveillance duty. Nothing unusual happened. She and Brittany had checked out and went home to get ready for the week. Superwoman made a couple saves throughout Sunday. Other than that, pretty mellow night.

"Earth to Santana," Brittany called in their ride up the elevator. She grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her a little closer. "So, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Sorry. I'm a little out of it this morning," She looked at a little confused. "What is it Brittany?"

"So, I had a really good time this weekend." She ran her fingers over Santana's tie and shifted on her toes a little nervously. "I'm not just talking about the free stuff and the awesome hotel room," She took a deep breath looked down at her best friend. "The way that thing were between us the last few days, it was easy. It all felt so natural…it just makes sense. I think…maybe we should go out to dinner this week. Like on a real date."

Santana could hear Brittany's heart drumming in her chest. The blonde was shifting on her feet nervously. The heroine never really imagined it this way. She always thought she would be the one to make the first move. But even with her superspeed, Brittany was always one step ahead of her. Brittany's heart wasn't the only going seemingly a few thousand beats per second. "I really would like that, Britt."

Brittany leaned down and kissed the brunette on the cheek. "Let's see what Holly has for us for the week, then we can pick a day for our date."

Santana felt a deep sigh leave her body, "Seems like a good idea, Britt." She ran her fingers down Brittany's hand and gave it a small squeeze. "Maybe, Holly will give us some good news. "

Brittany smiled and even blushed a little bit, "I think she was really excited about the connection we found between the robberies."

I found some time to write more this week, so I'm really excited about getting to update again. Brittany and Santana finally seem to be on the same page and on the right track. But anything can happen. Brittany still hasn't had a run in with Superwoman since the big kiss.

There are 2 ways I could take the story. I have it set up perfectly for either someone from Brittany's past to shake things up. Jealous Superwoman a little maybe. Or even better, a jealous Britt when someone she doesn't even know about walks back into Santana's life. Inbox me, leave your vote in a review, or message me on tumblr.

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