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 13: Emotions
When Santana rolled over and looked at the clock; it was quarter past five. She couldn't believe she actually slept that long. Usually she was in and out of bed at least 3 times a night going to save someone. But last night had been pretty relaxed.
She pulled away from Brittany slowly, being careful as to not wake her. The heroine rolled out of bed and grabbed her overnight bag. She knew Brittany wouldn't mind if she got ready for work there. She leaned down and kissed Brittany's forehead. The brunette left her lips intact for a few seconds to see if she could tell Brittany's temperature but it was no good.
She took her time showering and getting ready. There was no real need for her to go to the office extra early today. She thought about waking Brittany up and asking her about work, but she was just figured it would be better to let her sleep.
She walked out into the kitchen and grabbed her phone. She sighed and saw 2 missed text messages. Just decided to ignore them for now. She scrolled through her contacts, she stopped briefly and hit send.
"Santana, you better have a good reason for calling me at 6 a.m."
She could hear the annoyance in her boss' voice come across the phone. "Sorry to call you so early, Chief. But, Brittany came down with whatever is going around the office. She was puking last night on and off, she's still asleep now. She was dead asleep all night. I think it's best if I just leave her asleep and fly solo today."
"God damn it," Holly huffed out and muttered softly. "Brittany is never sick so this isn't an issue. I just have so much we need to get done today."
"I'll be able to get it done," Santana just let out a small sigh. "We have an appointment with Dr. Cohen-Chang tomorrow too for some info on all those robberies. Hopefully, we'll have on hell of a head line for the Saturday edition. I'll see you in a little while boss."
Santana fumbled around the apartment for about another half hour, when she heard Brittany moan in her sleep. She could see the blonde was sweating. She started to panic a little. She had no idea what to do.
She pulled back the comforter to try and give Brittany some 'breathing air'. The hero also decided turning on the ceiling fan might be a little bit of a help too. There was only one person she knew to call.
"Honey, not that I mind, but what are you doing calling me so early?" She could hear the yawn in her mother's voice when she answered. "Are you alright?"
"Brittany is sick," Santana looked into the bedroom from the door way. "She was puking last night. She's covered in sweat now. She slept okay, I guess. She didn't move a lot." The brunette just sighed and leaned against the door frame. "I just want to help. But I don't really know how."
"Well, what else is wrong with her? Headache, body ache, fever or anything?" Maribel asked softly, trying to keep her daughter calm. "It's probably just the flu, Honey."
"Mami, I've never been sick. I don't really know what to do?" The heroine said softly into her phone as she paced around Brittany's apartment.
Brittany started to stir a little when she heard Santana's voice carry into her bedroom. She squinted her eyes and looked at the clock. 6:34 in the morning she was assuming.
Santana listened to her mother asking more questions about Brittany's health. "Mami," the brunette hissed a little. "I stayed to make sure she was okay, nothing else happened."
Brittany smiled to herself a little bit, she knew she shouldn't be eavesdropping but she could tell the annoyance in Santana's voice. She could only assume Mami Lopez was asking inappropriate questions.
"She's still asleep now," Santana just sighed a little bit and shook her head. "I already told Holly she wouldn't be coming in. I'll probably go in for a few hours then just come back to make sure she's okay. I can work from her living room while she sleeps anyway."
Brittany felt her heart start to melt at the thought of Santana taking care of everything for her. The brunette always had always done things like that before in their friendship, but now listening to Santana talk, there was a certain softness of her voice.
"I do not make it sound like we're an old and married, Mami. We've only been on one date." Santana just huffed out annoyed listening to her mother. "I'm going to go. Thanks for the tips, Mami. I love you too. "
"Santana," Brittany called out softly, as she stretched her arms over her head.
Santana shoved her phone in her pocket and walked into the bed room quietly, "Hey Britt. How are you feeling?"
"Still exhausted," The blonde just leaned body back down and sighed. "I think I'll stay home today. Holly shouldn't make a big deal about it. I never miss work."
"Well," Santana pushed her glasses up and fidgeted a little. "I already called Holly and told her that you wouldn't be in today. You've been dead asleep since around 9 last night, "The brunette shrugged her shoulder a little bit. "I told her the Daily Planet wouldn't burn down without you."
"You're already dressed for work, I can see." Brittany smiled a little and leaned back against the pillows. "Can't convince you to play hookie with me can I? We can stay in bed all day. It can kind of be a make up for me ruining our date. "
"You didn't ruin our date, Britt." The shorter girl blushed a little at the insinuations coming from her partner. "I already told Holly that I would take care of everything today," She shifted a little on the balls of her feet. "I bet I could convince her to let me work from home half a day," The hero motioned towards her best friend and smiled. "You know, to make sure you're not over doing it."
"I think I can handle that." Brittany yawned and leaned back in bed, "I'm just going to pass out and sleep anyway. Have a good day at work, San."
"You get some sleep, Britt." Santana leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "Your phone is beside the bed. Don't be afraid to call or text me if you need anything. I'll be back around lunch time."
"Thanks, Santana." She closed her eyes and yawned even more than before. "
Santana did as promised, every little thing Holly needed done, was complete. It was only 10 a.m. Her boss made comments about Brittany not being around to distract her from her work, she got more done. But the heroine knew the older woman didn't mean any harm. She loved to tease the both of them explicitly.
Santana strolled into Holly's office about fifteen until twelve with a massive pile of papers in hand, "Chief, I have the layouts from downstairs for tonight's evening edition. Do you want to double check them?"
"Of course I do," Holly motioned towards the chair for Santana to take a seat, "I'll look over them now before I get lunch." The blonde thumbed through the pages, crinkling an eyebrow as she read the articles closely. "So, how long have you and Brittany been dating and when in the hell did you plan on telling me?"
"What…" Santana fidgeted with her glasses and looked at her boss. "Brittany and I aren't…"
"Santana don't lie to me. I've seen how you've looked at that girl since the day you interviewed," She pulled her glasses down the bridge of her nose and smirked a little. "I was an amazing investigative reporter before I became top dog. I don't need Superwoman's vision to see you and Brittany are 'something'."
"We've literally been on one date, boss," Santana sighed out softly trying to keep herself from making a huge fuss from Holly grilling her. "We were supposed to go out last night, but Brittany was really sick. So she passed out at like nine last night and I just did work at her house."
"Well, if you guys end up together and then break up," Holly said very sternly, "I will end you both if you can't keep it professional. I need my best team."
Santana just nodded and let out a small sigh. "Whatever you say, Boss." The heroes ears perked up when she heard a cry for help . "I think.." Santana was racking her brain for something to tell Holly, "I think I might have missed a page downstairs. I'm going to go…"
"Santana just go. You don't have to make up excuses with me," Holly stated matter of factly.
Santana felt her heart nearly stop in her chest. Holly couldn't have figured it out could she? Her boss did pay a lot more attention than she had thought, "I…I um…."
"Santana, watching me do edits is zero fun," She waved the brunette away, "You can take a half day and work from Brittany's house. All you had to do was be honest and ask."
Santana let out a huge sigh of relief and nodded to Holly, "Thanks boss. I'm sure she'll be back tomorrow. At least for part of the day." Without another word Santana was gone.
Superwoman got the west side of Metropolis just in time to stop a young woman from getting mugged. The hero just sighed when she started hearing alarm, cry for help, alarm over and over. She knew being Superwoman meant putting Santana's life on hold sometimes but today of all days, it was really getting to her. Brittany actually needed her.
By the time she got home, changed, and grabbed lunch for her and Brittany it was almost 1:30. She just walked into Brittany apartment. "Hey Britt. I brought us lunch."
Brittany poked her head out of the bathroom door, "Hey San. I'll be out in a second."
Santana got plates and cups, setting up the coffee table for lunch. She poured herself water and got Brittany a ginger-ale. She still wasn't too sure how Brittany's stomach was. Her best friend said she was feeling much better but she still hadn't eaten too much for the day.
"Oh, Santana. You didn't have to do all of this. It's just the flu," She sat down on the couch and patted the side beside her. "Come sit with me. Tell me how you convinced Holly to let you take a short day."
Santana smiled at her best friend. "I don't mind, Britt. I know how much being sick sucks." The hero just shrugged a little bit, "She told me to come take care of you basically. She also made a comment about…" Shifting nervously she mumbled softly, "about us."
"What about us? Like how awesome we are?" She practically started to drool as soon at the soup touched her lips, "Santana where do you find all of these amazing restaurants. I know it's just chicken soup but it's amazing."
"I got it at the little sandwich dive place on Morgan avenue," She took a bit of her sandwich and smiled, "She made a comment about us dating. "
"Well, what did you tell her?" Brittany leaned backed against the couch and started to chew on a piece of bread.
"I told her we had only been out once," She leaned back mirroring Brittany and sighed, "I tried to deny it. But you know Holly. She knows what she knows and that's the end of the conversation. I know you wanted to keep our relationship private."
"You're right though. I know how Holly can be." Brittany picked took another spoonful of soup to her lips took a bite. "It's Holly. It's not the end of the world. It's not like I'm ashamed or anything. I just like the idea of us being able to go at our own pace without the pressure of work or friends."
Santana smiled to herself a little. She was so glad Brittany wasn't at all bothered by Holly. "I like us doing our own thing to Britt. Especially since we have so much more to lose if it doesn't go the way we want."
Brittany put her bowl of soup down, she scooted closer to Santana. "Honey, if it doesn't work the way we want that doesn't change the fact that you're my best friend." Brittany leaned down and kissed Santana softly on the cheek, "I don't think we have anything to worry about."
Santana blushed a little bit when Brittany kissed her cheek. "I know it won't change that. You're my best friend too." She put her arm around Brittany and kissed her on the forehead. "What do you mean we don't have anything to worry about?"
Brittany put her hand on the side of Santana's face, "If things keep going the way they are. You know, with the exception of me getting sick, I think there will be many dates and more in our future Ms. Lopez." The blonde leaned forward and kissed the heroine softly on the lips.
She kissed Brittany back softly. Santana felt her heart pounding in her chest. She never felt this excited about anything in her life. Not even when she learned to fly. Running her hand across Brittany's cheek, she pulled back slowly. "I don't want you to get over worked. You'll still sick."
"I'm feeling much better, Santana." Brittany leaned into Santana's lap, running her fingers over the back of Santana's neck. She leaned down and kissed Santana's lips softly, "I'm still bummed that we couldn't go out last night. But, I think it worked out for the better."
Santana reluctantly pulled away from Brittany. She wasn't going to bring up her being sick again, "I'm glad you're feeling better. I'm alright with how everything turned out too." Santana leaned her forehead against Brittany's, "We need to reschedule…" Santana stopped talking abruptly when she heard multiply cries for help. She pulled away from her and racked her brain, "I forgot…I have to go take care of something really quick. I'll be back."
Brittany still hadn't processed Santana's words by the time the brunette was standing by the door, "You really have to go do it now…? Like right now?"
"Britt, I really do." Santana just sighed as she opened the door. "I'll call you when I'm my way back over."
This is only half the update. I'm going to be finishing up the editing on the other half this weekend! Thanks for reading!