Hey Terrans, hope y'all are doing well. So, welcome to chapter 2! Right now we're building a community, which I love, * happy noise *. So, I think I've bored you enough with the intro. Please enjoy!

It had been a week since Brittany and Ally had left Santana. It wasn't easy either. Ally seemed to be looking for Santana a lot, and Brittany attempted to keep her feelings under wraps.

She would smile, but it was obviously fake. Even Ally would cock her head at her mother and be completely confused. This wasn't her mommy. This was a blonde stranger.

The whole fake happiness act however, wasn't fooling Kurt or Blaine in any way.

Right now, Britt was playing with Ally in the family room whilst Kurt seemed to be kind of studying her.

'' Babe, why're you looking at Brittany like she's Sebastian back when he was evil?'' Blaine asked.

'' She's hurting. I can tell.''

'' How?''

'' Oh, please she's an open book. She's trying to not let anyone know that the fact that she and Santana split got to her. I know better.''

'' Just. Don't confront her, ok? Last time you decided to play bad cop we had to write a letter of apology to our mailman.'''

'' Oh, I'll be perfectly polite. Hey Britt!''

'' Yeah?''

Kurt sat down cross legged across from his friend. '' You, holding up, ok?''

'' Yeah, I guess. Why?''

'' Well, you broke your wife's heart, I'm sure she's sad about that.''

'' She should be fine.''

'' Brittany, come on. How're you feeling?''

'' Fine, really.''

'' Hmm. You're lying.''

'' Excuse me?'' Brittany scoffed, hey eyebrow raised.

'' I know you, Britt. You always get quiet-ish when you're hiding something so spill it.''

'' Kurt, I'm fine, honestly.''

Kurt got up, the annoyance evident on his face as he stormed back into the kitchen.

'' So, Sherlock, how'd it go.'' Blaine smugly smiled.

'' Oh, shut it. She won't crack with me like she did with you. Gd, those government agencies are good!''

'' Relax babe, I have a plan.''

'' Ooh. I'm interested, tell me.''

'' Remember alcohol week a while ago at McKinley?''

'' Yes? Why?''

'' Well, whilst Britt may have gone full stripper, but do you recall Finn and Rachel's wedding?''

'' Where're you going with this Blaine?''

'' Britt gets honest when she's drunk. All we have to do is get her hammered and she'll sing like a canary. That's how we'll get her to speak her true feelings. And what better way than to give a socially acceptable excuse?''

'' Glee lunch? Its, our turn right?''

'' Exactly. Ooh, I feel like a James Bond villain right now.''

'' True. All you're missing is a white cat, eastern European accent and an eyepatch.''

-x-

The following day was the monthly Glee lunch. This event was extremely fun for all of the New Directions alumni. It was an excellent chance to see old friends and potentially make new ones. This was due to the fact that the host/s were always encouraged to invite people that their high school friends didn't already know.

Unfortunately, the couple hadn't invited anyone new. It would just be the New Directions alumni, save for Mercedes who was in LA at the moment as well as Sugar and Rory who now lived in Belfast.

To coincide with the current weather, Kurt and Blaine had decided on a classic lunch option- a barbeque. Of course, they had had to get plant-based meats such as burger patties or sausages as Rachel and Quinn were both vegetarians.

In keeping with Blaine's mildly devious plan, the couple had purchased a '' special '' wine aka a 1937 bottle of merlot. They were saving it for New years but now seemed like an acceptable substitute.

Right now as Blaine worked the grill, Kurt, along with Marley, Rachel, Kitty and Quinn were seated on the back porch talking. Most of the time they would speak about work, partners, the possibility of having kids and other stuff. Although today there was a new topic; Britt's attitude and the fact that Santana wasn't there.

'' I don't get her. She's been moody all afternoon. I haven't seen so much sadness since I worked at that depression ward and even then those guys occasionally smiled.''

'' Relax Marley, I'm sure she's fine. You know our Brittany. She'll get sad sometimes but then it'll end'' Quinn shrugged.

'' True but where's Santana?'' Kitty raised an eyebrow.

Kurt, during this conversation, had chosen to remain silent so as not to let his friends know that he knew something he shouldn't.

'' You've been awful quiet Kurt. Do you…know something?'' Quinn raised an eyebrow.

'' Who me? No. That-that's absurd, what would make you say such a thing'' the young man laughed in a panic.

'' Kurt if you know something tell us…or else'' Rachel glared.

'' You can't frighten me Berry. I lived with you in New York, I've seen every side to you.''

'' Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, I'll release it.''

'' Rachel, you wouldn't! You swore you'd never release it.''

'' Release what? I'm confused'' Marley asked.

Kurt sighed. '' It was my honeymoon. Blaine and I had gotten a little bit tipsy on some kalua and we made…a tape.''

'' Then how did Rachel get hold of it?'' Kitty asked, equally as confused as her brunette friend.

'' Well, when we moved back to Lima, she was helping me clear out our old apartment-

'' And when I opened one of his drawers, I found a CD marked confidential. Since I'm nosy I put that sucker in the DVD player and saw the most jarring movie ever. So now I have it and if Kurt doesn't spill then I'm burning a copy to give to everyone we know.''

'' Ahh, fine Britt left Santana.''

This was met with an audible gasp and a loud '' seriously?!''

'' Not so loud. If Britt finds out I tattled, then she'll never trust me again.''

'' Fine. But why? They have a kid together, they seemed happy. Kinda upset she never came to me though'' Quinn pouted.

'' They were...for a bit. But recently Britt's started to lose feelings for Santana. Remember Britt is bi not gay. So last week she left Santana and told her she wanted a divorce. She's been here ever since. She took Ally and their stuff with her too.''

-x-

'' So, they're over? Man, I can't believe it. I mean sure Santana's a bitch, but she loves Britt'' Finn said concerned.

'' Yep. As of today its been a full week. I'm telling you she's just a shell of her former self. I've never seen her this way, so…empty'' Blaine answered.

'' If you ask me, we need to get her laid. Works every-time am I right?'' Puck asked.

'' Don't take this the wrong way, but do you ever have an emotion above the waist?'' Artie asked.

'' Ok ok, before I end up having to fish a corpse out of my pool, I have an idea-and here he is'' Blaine grinned, looking at the blonde man who had just walked through the gate.

'' White chocolate, ex-stripper in the house!'' Sam whooped.

'' Dude, there are kids here'' Finn hissed.

'' Sorry. Its been a while that I've been to one of these things ever since Mercedes…ya know?''

'' Dumped you for her ex-boyfriend the linebacker for the LA rams?'' Ryder smirked.

'' Yeah…so what's new. What've I missed?'' Sam asked quickly, changing the subject.

'' Well Britt and Santana went splitsville.''

'' Wow seriously, that sucks'' Sam breathed, trying to hide a small grin.

This did not go unnoticed, Ryder saw the grin and started to formulate a plan in his head.

-x-

As they day began to end and most of the alumni began to leave, Ryder and Marley had stayed. He had informed her of his plan and whilst the brunette was usually against any form of dishonesty, this seemed appropriate as the outcome was theoretically good.

Sam was going towards his Honda before Ryder stopped him. '' Hey, where're you off to so fast?''

'' Uhm home? I do have a job that I have to do tomorrow.''

'' Stick around. Follow me.''

'' Why?''

'' Well it occurred to me that you have that degree in behavioral psychology right?''

'' Yeah? Look Ryder why're you turning this into an interrogation?''

'' I'm not, it just seemed that you could use those skills on Britt, ya know, get her to open up to you.''

'' what makes you think I can talk to her?''

'' She trusts you, now go to her. She's in her room, second on the left down the hall.''

'' Uhm, ok, hey wait how do you-

'' Go!''

Sam, frightened by this went to look for his ex-girlfriend, whom he found in the exact room Ryder spoke about. She was polishing the Glock 19 mm she had been given once she joined the CIA.

'' Knock knock'' Sam joked.

'' I knew you were here.''

'' Sorry, thought I'd check up on you. How're you doing? Heard through the grape vine that you left Santana.''

'' Whoever told you that is dead…but yeah, I did.''

'' Why? I thought you loved each other?'' Sam asked, sitting down next to her on the bed.

'' We did-well she still does anyway. I just, realized that the spark had gone. I looked at our wedding photo and…nothing. I didn't feel a thing. It was like I had lost my love for her. I hated that but I didn't want to live a lie.''

'' That you loved your wife?''

'' Exactly. So after Blaine Warbler came over a week ago, I told her how I felt and she kicked myself and Ally out.''

This was interrupted by a banshee-like scream coming from the room next door.

Dashing in, the pair saw what was making the noise; Ally.

'' Sssh, sssh, don't cry, I'm here, I'm here '' Sam hushed the child, bouncing her on his shoulder.

Silence.

'' Wow. You're, really good at that.''

'' Practice a lot with my nieces and nephews, also she is my kid, guess she just likes me'' Sam shrugged.

Britt giggled at that.

'' You know? I do have an extra bedroom at my place. You guys could move in temporarily, ya know until you get your own place.''

'' I don't know, Blaine and Kurt love having us here.''

'' Take her'' came a squeak from behind the door.

Sam and Britt looked behind the door to find two crouched men.

'' Were you spying on us?'' Brittany asked.

'' Also what happened to Marley and Ryder.''

'' Nooo. Wha-why would we be spying? I mean its not like we have anything against you'' Kurt laughed nervously.

'' Babe, you still can't lie can you. Also Sam they left like 3 minutes ago?'' Blaine said as he stood up, pulling up his husband as well.

'' no. Look Britt we love you but we miss having the house to ourselves. Go with Sam, he's much closer to your office anyway'' Kurt shrugged.

'' Also with two children in our home Kurt and I don't exactly get any * ahem * private time.''

'' I don't know, I mean Ally just got used to this place and-

'' Tell you what, take your daughter and go with Sam and tomorrow Kurt and I'll bring your stuff over.''

Brittany knew when she was beaten. She looked at the slightly vacant stare in Sam's eyes. '' You sure you don't mind having houseguests?''

'' Oh yeah, it'll be fun, like an extended sleepover. I also just got a VPN so we can watch stuff you couldn't find in the States. I found this documentary on tabby cats and – hey where're you going?''

'' To plug your address into my car's GPS'' Britt responded happily.

Ah Brittany, cats equate to happiness with her. I think that's why I find her so fun to write about. Anyway thanks for reading you guys, hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Until the next chapter, all I have to say is stay safe and stay awesome!