*Chapter 7*: Pt. 2 - DQ's Arrival

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Original Writer: YoungTruthLP (Tumblr: Shinodafan94)

Co-Author: Mechawolfx

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This story full rights belong to the credited people above, I just wanted to put a few edits (points of view, change some time stamps) to this story so I myself and maybe others could enjoy it a bit differently with a better understanding of what is happening. If you want the original story, please check out YoungTruthLP's version.

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June 17th, 2019

7:28 am

Burt's Garage

Santana was at work early the next morning, ready to start working on her car. Pulling her borrowed Skyline into the yard and parking it behind Dani's black Ford GT, she took off her sunglasses and grabbed her backpack of tools, as well as her cooler bag of energy drinks and headed over into the garage where the entire crew was waiting.

"You got the keys?" Letty asked. Santana nodded, fishing out the said items from her jean pocket and holding it up for everyone to see. "Good. Let's start stripping this thing."

/

When Santana returned from lunch at Shelby's with the others, Marley called her into a small area at the back of the garage that housed a high-tech computer.

"Hey, you didn't get lunch?"

"I went across the street and got a sandwich. I've been here ever since."

"Damn, really?"

"Yup, anyway I have something to show you. Sit down."

Santana did as she was told and sat down in the free chair, watching as Marley clicked around a few times on the computer before sitting back a little.

"I sat here and worked on some concepts based on the parts you picked out and this is basically what it could look like when the Supra's finished."

Santana sat forward in her seat and looked at the screen, smiling when she saw what Marley had come up with. "You did this?"

"Yeah"

"That's so cool. Crew vinyl's?"

"Yep. They are unique, but they will go with everyone else's designs."

"Nice. So, you'll paint this with Kurt and make the stickers?"

Marley nodded. "Once the car is completely stripped down to just the body, we'll tape it up and then me and Kurt will paint it. In fact, I got a text from him not ten minutes ago that him and Blaine are on their way over to help with the deconstruction of your car."

"Nice. Are you finishing up here?"

"Yep. I'll save it and send both you and Kurt a copy. After that I'll be out to help everyone else."

"I'll see you in a minute then."

Santana exited the room just in time to see Brittany making her way into the office at the back. Frowning she decided it was none of her business, before making her way over to where her car was being gutted. Santana was more than ready to start a complete overall of it.

/

Brittany wrung her hands together nervously as she entered the office to find Letty pouring over some paperwork. "Letty?" She asked quietly.

The Latina looked up and smiled. "Hey Britt. Something you need?"

"Yeah, it's something important actually."

"Take a seat and maybe I can help you."

Brittany stepped forward and sat down in one of the seats across the desk, watching as Letty lent back in her own chair.

"What do you need Brittany?"

"Yesterday, watching Santana, I had a thought…"

"Go ahead."

"I just thought that… maybe it's time I become a full member of the crew."

"You sure you want that?"

Brittany shrugged. "I'm practically a member already, I just don't race as often as you guys. Seeing you initiate Santana kind of gave me that last push and I realized that maybe it's time I commit myself to the crew properly."

"So, you want in is what you're saying?"

"Yeah…"

The Latina took a few moments to think about it before nodding. "If this is what you really want, then you can be part of the crew."

"Just like that?"

"Britt, you're basically family. Of course I can let you in just like that."

"Can I ask you something else too?"

"Go ahead."

"Can I have an initiation?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, It just wouldn't feel right without one."

"Alright, what did you have in mind?"

"I heard from Rachel talking to Mia that Mike Chang is back in town. Since he's part of Puck's crew, I thought that I could race him like Santana did with Rory. That way I can show you that I can handle racing someone skilled."

"Good point. Tell you what, I'll let you race Mike, but I won't give you an initiation like the others. When do you wanna do it?"

"Tomorrow?"

"I'll call Puckerman and set it up. We'll pick out a track and take the crew out tomorrow. That cool with you?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Then I'll get it set up."

"Thank you Letty"

"Hey, I'm just doing my job. Don't tell the others, we will make it a surprise."

"My lips are sealed."

"Good. We can get your car ready when we have some time in between stripping Santana's. Matter of fact, why don't you ask her to take a look? From what I've heard, she's a master at fine tuning. Just don't tell her why you really want her to do it."

"Gotcha."

"Is there anything else?"

"Nope. Since that was it, I'm going to head back to work."

Letty nodded in acknowledgement, sitting forward in her chair and grabbing her phone. "I'll be out when I've set things up."

"Cool, I'll see you in a few."

The crew leader nodded and watched as Brittany exited the office before dialing Puck's number. "Ortiz, what a surprise. I didn't ever expect to get a call from you after you stole my racer from me..."

/

Brittany made her way back into the garage to find Santana preparing to lift her car up onto the scissor lift. "Hey, whatcha doing?"

Santana looked up at the sound of Brittany's voice and stood up, wiping her hands on her work rag. "Preparing to lift my car. I need to get at the tires so I can take them off and work on de-constructing the suspension, which is ready for new parts."

"Cool. Have you got a minute?"

"Yeah, sure. What do you need?"

"I was wondering if you could help me tune up my car. Letty said you're like a fine tuner and I think it might do it some good if it was properly tuned."

"Ok. Well, obviously I'm tied up for the rest of the day but tomorrow morning when I come in, the first thing I'll do is take a look at it."

"Awesome, thank you!"

Santana barely had time to register what was happening before Brittany had launched herself upon her, wrapping her arms around the Latina and squeezing tightly.

"Excited, huh?" She smiled as they pulled away.

Brittany nodded. "Yep! Now, is there anything I can help with?"

"Yeah, I need help clearing up before everybody comes back from lunch."

Just as Santana was packing up for the day, her car nearly stripped down completely, her phone started ringing. Taking it out of her pocket she headed out into the yard and over to her loaner car, resting against the hood, she slid her finger across the screen to answer.

"Hello?"

"Miss Lopez"

"Cassandra. Anything you need?"

"Yes. Roz wants to meet with us this evening. Can you make it?"

Santana glanced over her shoulder and watched as the crew started packing up their tools for the day. "Yeah, I think so" She replied, crossing her free arm across her chest, doing the same with her feet.

"Are you at work?"

"Yeah, we're just finishing up for the day. By the end of tomorrow we should have everything stripped down completely ready for the re-do."

"Keep up the good work. I'll see you down at the station as soon as you finish up at the garage."

"Will do. Bye"

Santana ended the call, sliding her phone back into her pocket before standing up straight and heading back over to the garage where Rachel and Dani were watching her.

"Important call?" Rachel asked.

Santana shrugged. "My abuela wanted me to pick something up for her. Are we nearly finished?" She asked, changing subject.

Rachel glanced over to where the other crew members were packing up. "Yeah. You can go if you want."

"You sure?"

Rachel nodded. "Go ahead. There's nothing more you can do today"

"Alright, I will see you all tomorrow then."

Santana grabbed her backpack before saying goodbye to everybody. She then fished her keys from the front pocket of the bag and unlocked the Skyline. Throwing the bag onto the passenger seat she buckled herself into the harness and fired up the vehicle, the engine roaring to life and making her smile at the pure power it possessed.

Moments later she was peeling out of the lot and heading straight for the police department downtown.

/

20 Minutes later Santana parked down the street and headed inside the station, still in her work clothes, which consisted of a dirty pair of jeans, her Converses, and her garage work shirt. She didn't bother to change, she just wanted to get this meeting out of the way as fast as possible so she could go back to her motel room and relax.

Santana made her way to the front desk and as soon as she said her name, she was given clearance to head upstairs to where Roz and Cassandra were waiting for her. When she stepped into the room, the two women were already sitting down waiting for her. Well, Roz was sitting. Cassandra on the other hand stood as usual, her signature whatever inch heels, clicking along the floor as she walked over to Roz and rested up against the desk, crossing her arms.

"Santana, I'm glad you could make it. Please, take a seat." Roz smiled, watching as the Latina sat down on the far end of the table just like the day she had been arrested.

"Hello everyone."

"So, I wanted you here to discuss the progress you've made. I've heard good things from Miss July here. As I understand you're now part of Ortiz's crew?"

"That's correct."

"What's the next step then?"

"Currently we are working on the car you guys gave me. Letty wants me to start racing ASAP, so we're trying to get work under-way so that I can start going up against Puck's crew."

Roz nodded in acknowledgement. "Good. I must say Miss Lopez, you are much further along than I anticipated, given the short time frame you have been undercover. Keep up the good work and you should be done in no time. Is there anything you need or want from us?"

"Uh… actually yes. I would like some time off from this case/mission to take care of some personal stuff."

"Like?"

"I want time off to visit my grandmother. I already asked Cassandra, but she said it wasn't a good idea. You see, she's the reason why I even came back to Lima in the first place. Without her, I wouldn't have thought to come back, so I would like some time to spend with her while not undercover. I have 8 years of catching up to do with her."

Santana gulped hard as Roz took a few silent moments to think about it. When she glanced over at Cassandra's face it was emotionless, but she already knew better than to trust it. She knew inside the blonde was fuming at her, having asked for something she had already refused permission to go and do. But the Latina knew she had an advantage over the FBI agent for the first time since they had started working together. She had already seen her grandmother, granted it had resulted in a stolen computer being put in her car, but it was able to put her mind at ease for the time being, allowing her to focus when it came to her initiation.

After what felt like hours Roz finally answered, sitting forward in her seat. "Ok, permission granted. Just don't let it get in the way of the operation, ok?"

"I can do that.

"Good. Now, on to the next topic. Cassandra, I believe you wanted to announce something?"

The blonde nodded and spoke up for the first time since Santana had entered the room. "Yes. Seeing as you're now part of the crew, I want to make sure I can always keep track of you, instead of waiting for you to be flagged on the police radio. I'm going to give you a GPS tracker, here…" She handed Santana a small white box. "Inside is a tracking device. Once your car is up and running again, make sure you wire this in so I can start watching you as you race against Puck's crew. That means I can also help you escape from the police department, no offence Chief Washington."

"None taken, as long as it doesn't kill any of my officers, I'm fine with it"

"Got that Santana?" Cassandra asked, turning back to her.

"No problem."

Santana had just changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a t-shirt after getting back from the station when her phone started ringing. Walking over to the night stand she picked it up and slide it open to answer.

"Hello?"

"Santana, mija"

"Abuela. Is everything ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come over for dinner. I made your favorite, tacos."

"Really?" Santana asked in disbelief.

"Of course! Do you want to come over?"

"Sure. I'll be over in ten."

"I'll see you soon. Bye mija"

"Bye abuela"

Ending the call, she slid her phone into her pocket and slid on her Converses, grabbing her jacket and car keys before heading out of the door and down to her car. Firing it up she headed over to her childhood home. After parking outside along the street, she made her way up the front path and knocked on the door. Moments later Alma Lopez stood in front of her, a wide smile plastered across her face.

"Santana, come in!"

The younger Latina followed her inside and was directed to the kitchen where dinner was laid out. Smiling as she sat down, Santana sniffed the air, her stomach rumbling in hunger.

"Wow, I haven't had a meal like this since well, you know…"

"I do." Alma agreed, sitting down in the free chair. "I thought you could do with a proper meal in your stomach. Are you hungry?"

"Definitely."

"Then let's eat."

They ate in comfortable silence, exchanging a few compliments about the food here and there, before finishing up and heading into the living room.

"I must admit, I had an ulterior motive to this evening Santana…"

"Oh?"

Alma took a sip of her coffee before placing it down on the coffee table and looking over at her granddaughter. "I know you haven't been back in Lima very long, but I know you must be staying in a motel, so since our talk the other day I thought maybe you would like a better place to stay, maybe here with me?"

"Are you sure? I don't want to impose."

The older woman waved a hand. "Nonsense, you're my granddaughter, you're family. It wouldn't be a problem at all. Santana, I know I haven't been the best grandmother to you, I kicked you out for being who you are, but I thought that maybe if you stayed here, we could really start healing."

"But what about me, you know, are you ok with my 'lifestyle'?"

"I've made peace with it Santana. I know you are being who you are, just as long as you don't bring any girls home, you know, for..."

Santana blushed bright red. "Definitely not."

"Good, so is that a yes?"

The street racer shrugged. "I guess so."

"Good. You can get your things and move in when you're ready."

"Ok"

"Now tell me, is there a girl in your life I should know about?"

Santana shook her head. "No, not really... but there is this one girl that I hope will turn into something, her name's Brittany."

"And you like her?"

"Yeah, I guess. I'm still trying to figure everything out with her."

"Why don't you tell me about her while we clean the dishes."

"I like the sound of that Abuela." Santana says, with a gracious smile on her face.