Someone asked what the ages are in the story. I am going to be completely honest, the ages DO NOT match up with their careers. I understand that Quinn and Santana most likely would not be in the same positions this young but it's a story so who cares!

Brett is 29

Aaron and Carrie are in their early 30s

Santana and Quinn are 25

Sebastian is 28 (Was not apart of the Warblers, met Santana through her father)

The rest of the glee people are all either 25 or 26 since they all went to school together.

Just to let you know, Puck and Quinn have never been in a relationship just on and off again seeing each other. Santana and Puck have never slept together. Quinn never got pregnant. Also just as a reminder, Brett and Quinn are half siblings, so they have the same mother (Judy) while Russell is Quinn's biological dad. Also I do not speak Spanish (as you can tell) but I am trying. Hahahah! If you have any other questions please ask! Now onto the new chapter!

Brett's POV

I don't even remember what happened, it was like my mind went blank and anger took over. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" Aaron screamed at me as Carrie patched up my hand. "I am so.." I started to say but was cut off by Aaron again. "You punched someone in my gym as my employee! I could get fucking sued!" he yelled. I sighed, Aaron was right. "I don't want to get between you two but there is no way Sebastian is going to sue" Mike said. "And if he tried, I bet Santana could get you off" Puck added. Aaron gave them both a glare to shut the hell up. "What do you have to say for yourself?" he asked, pissed off. "I don't know what to say, I just blacked out" I admitted. "To his defense if he didn't punch him, I would have for what he said about Santana" Puck said. "You can't be mad at him for standing up for Santana" Carrie said, looking at her husband. "HE PUNCHED SOMEONE WHILE WORKING! How am I the only one upset about it! I would have rather if Puck punched him because PUCK IS NOT AN EMPLOYEE!" Aaron yelled out.

Carrie wrapped up my hand with an ace bandage but some of the blood was already coming through it. "You should go home and ice this" she said pointing to my fucked up hand. "I am still working though" I said looking between them. "No you're not, just go home" Aaron said before walking out. "I really fucked up, didn't I?" I asked looking at Carrie. She took a deep breath before answering, "Once he calms down, i'll talk to him" she said patting my back. "Thanks Carrie" "No problem, say hi to Santana for me" she said winking before leaving.

"I didn't even realize you knew who Sebastian was," Puck said as we walked back to my place. Mike decided to go back to his, since Tina was still hungover and she would be pissed if he didn't bring her food. "We may have had a run in at the apartment," I explained. "Did you punch him there too?" he asked. "No Santana and Quinn pulled us apart before I could," I said. "Well you landed a nice hook on him, it kinda made me a little nervous to box you" Puck said laughing, making me laugh too. "But I need to ask, why did you react so aggressively toward him?" Puck asked. "What do you mean, did you hear how he talked about Santana?" I asked in disbelief. "Yeah I heard and I wanted to punch him too but I have known Santana for years and you haven't. Most people don't act the way you did towards someone they kinda just met" Puck said. "But I've been living with her for a while and I just needed to stand up for her, you know" I said, hoping Puck got it. "If I had to guess, someone was jealous," Puck said, smirking at me.

"What are you talking about Puck?" I asked trying to get him off my back. "You like Santana, just admit it" he said laughing. "Puck," I said laughing. "Hey I don't blame you for not telling me because Quinn is going to be pissed" he said. "You can't tell Quinn," I quickly said. Puck stopped and smirked at me, fuck I literally just admitted to him that I liked her. "I knew it" he yelled, pointing at me. "But don't worry I won't tell Q anything" he said, continuing to walk down the sidewalk. "She is pretty great!" I finally just admitted. "I don't think I have ever heard someone describe Santana that way," he said laughing. "Well she is and I just need to tell Quinn so I can be with Santana out in the open" I said.

"Be with Santana? Are you guys already together" He asked. I paused for a second trying to figure out what to say. I am not going to just come out and say we had sex because thats none of his buisness. "We may have kissed a few times," I said quietly. "You and Satan kissed and this is the first I am hearing about it?" Puck asked. "Quinn doesn't want us messing with each other so of course I am not going to shout it from the rooftop" I said laughing. "Lets face it, Q is going to figure it out once you tell her who you punched" Puck said laughing again before continuing, "No one just punches someone's ex boyfriend if they don't have feelings for the girl in question" he said. I just rolled my eyes.

"So what is going on with you and my sister?" I asked. I could tell that Puck went a bit pale when I asked that. "I ahhh, Q and I ah" he started to say. "Dude I like you so you don't have to get all nervous and I know that Quinn likes you" I admitted. "She does?" he asked. I looked at him dumbfounded, "You're kidding me, she wouldn't be constantly with you if she didn't like you" I said laughing. "Fine you're right, I really like her" he admitted. "Then ask her out and stop with this whole thing" I said. "I will and then you can ask out San" he said, smirking. "That is not the same thing! You and Quinn can be together without a care in the world. I need to deal with my sister first" I said. "I will think about it but if you ever want some alone time with San just let me know and i'll stall Q" Puck said laughing. I just rolled my eyes not wanting to think about my sister and him in that way.

"Ready for a million questions?" Puck asked as I put the key in the front door. "Ready as I'll ever be" I sighed, opening the door.

"Hey guys" I said walking in with Puck. Quinn and Santana were sitting on the couch still dressed in what they wore to brunch. There was some stupid reality tv on while they were drinking their coffee. "Hey bro" Quinn said, looking at me, Santana's back was to us. I placed my bag on the table and watched as her eyes went straight to my hand. "What the hell happened to you!" she yelled getting up from the couch. Santana quickly whipped her head around, following Quinn from the couch. "What did you two do?" Quinn said looking between Puck and I. Puck immediately put his hands up, "what makes you think I did something?" he asked.

Quinn held up my ace bandaged hand while Santana came and stood right next to her. "Who the hell did you hit?" Santana asked, examining my hand. "Who said I hit someone?" I asked, playing dumb. Both Quinn and Santana looked at me with a look, a look that shot right through me. "Hypothetically just cause you guys are lawyers, could someone sue a business if an employee punches a customer?" Puck asked, smirking. I shot him a death glare. Quinn and Santana's mouths were both agape. "You punched a customer at the gym?" Quinn asked. "Please tell me that it was a boxing match gone wrong" Santana said. "It did happen in the boxing ring" I said smiling. "But you weren't boxing..." Puck said laughing. "Stop laughing, this is serious!" Quinn said smacking Puck.

"Are you going to explain what the hell happened?" Tana asked. "I punched someone who, in my defense, provoked me" I explained. "Yeah he fucking deserved it, I would have punched him if Brett didn't do it first" Puck admitted. "So you just punched a stranger who said something that pissed you off?" Quinn asked, placing her hands on her hips. "It was not a stranger," Puck said. "Who was it?" Santana asked. Both girls looked at me waiting for the answer. I could tell by Puck's face he was scared to see how they were going to react.

"Sebastian" I mumbled. Both girls looked at me confused, "What did you say?" Quinn asked, not understanding. I groaned, "I punched Sebastian, okay" I said loud enough for everyone to hear. Santana's mouth dropped and Quinn looked pissed. "You punched Bash, are you fucking kidding me" Quinn yelled. "Why didn't you stop him?" Quinn asked Puck. "Trust me, Aaron and I pulled him off before he could really beat the shit out of him" Puch said, trying to avoid the wrath of Q.

"Why did you punch him?" Santana asked. "He just came in out of nowhere wanting to fight me, I held back as long as I could." I said. "But then Bash started talking about you so Brett decked him" Puck said. I could tell that Santana's gaze softened once she realized I was standing up for her. "What did he say about Santana?" Quinn asked. "It doesn't even matter because he was wrong and my right hook showed him just how wrong he was" I said, not wanting Santana to know what he said. "Do you think Bash will sue?" Quinn asked, looking at Tana. She groaned, "I have no idea but I might be able to talk him out of it" she said. I shook my head quickly, "No, he is an ass and you shouldn't even give him the light of day" "I agree but if it means you and Aaron not getting sued then I need to sit down with him" Santana said crossing her arms over her chest. "I will deal with it if he decides to pursue one okay" I said trying to calm them down.

"I can't believe this, you finally get out of your sling and now you mess up your hand" Quinn said shaking her head. "I'll be fine, this is nothing" I said, holding up my hand. Everyone's gaze switched to my hand as the blood soaked through the bandage. "Damn it Brett" Santana said, grabbing a napkin and wrapping it around my hand. "Let's go," Q said grabbing Puck. "Where are we going?" he asked. "To get Brett more bandages, San is the closest thing to a doctor so she can take a look at it" Quinn said. "My dad is a doctor not me" She replied. "Exactly which makes you the closest thing we have to a doctor" Quinn said before leaving with Puck.

Santana pulled me into the bathroom. "Why do we always end up here with you being my doctor?" I said laughing. Santana didn't laugh and just looked at me. "Now that they are gone, what the hell happened?" she asked. "I told you the truth, I punched Sebastian" I said, wincing when she took off the bandage. "What did he say to you?" she asked. "Like I said, it isn't important" I started to say but was cut off. "But it is to me, I need to know what he is saying about me. Especially to you" she said quickly. "Whatever he says about you, doesn't change what I think of you Tana" I said, making her look at me. "Please just tell me,"she asked.

"He called you his girlfriend to which we reminded him that you're single and then he said he can say what he wants about you because he's sleeping with you. He also called you a whore that is basically really good in bed. Then he couldn't really say anything else because I punched him" I explained. "He is such a dick but I promise I am not sleeping with him Brett" She said quickly. "Hey hey hey, I did not think for one second that you were sleeping with him. I know he said it to get under my skin" I said. "So did it get under your skin?" she asked. "What do you think?" I said raising my hand again. Santana cleaned off the blood, "Thank you for standing up for me…..again" she smiled. I loved when she smiled. "I will always stand up for you" I said leaning in and capturing her lips. I pulled away after a second to see that gorgeous smile again. I ran my thumb across her bottom lip. "I'm sorry about Sebastian, I don't know what else I have to do to get him to understand that he is out of my life" she said. I kept caressing her cheek, "maybe he understands now since you're mine" I muttered. Santana shot me a wicked grin, "I am yours now?" she asked, cocking her eyebrow. My eyes widened, "I ah I um, I didn't …." I stuttered trying to save myself from the hole I just made. "I'm kidding… but I do think that we should go on a date if you're going to say that," she said.

"You actually want to go on a date with me?" I asked in disbelief. She laughed, "I don't know, why don't you ask me" Santana smirked. I got down on one knee which made her start laughing. "Tana will you go on a date with me?" I asked as if I was proposing. "Absolutely" she said, pulling me up. As I got up I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground. "Brett!" she squealed wrapping her arms around my neck. I spun her around twice before stopping. I leaned up capturing her lips, I felt her fingers run through my blonde hair. She massaged my scalp while I massaged her tongue with mine. Her moan made me chuckle against her lips.

"Hey guys! We are back!" I heard Puck yell. Then I heard Quinn, "Why the hell are you screaming?" she asked him. At this moment, I am glad that Puck knows because Quinn probably would have walked in on Santana and I. Before I put Santana down I whispered in her ear, "By the way Puck kinda knows about us" I said. I quickly kissed her on the cheek and placed her back on the ground. Her eyes widened, "What do you mean kinda?" she asked. Before I could answer Quinn and Puck walked in. "How's it look San?" Quinn asked, picking up my hand. Oh yeah we were supposed to be dealing with my hand. "It looks fine, just bruised and bloody" she quickly said. Quinn started wrapping my hand with the ace bandage. I could see past Quinn's head to Puck and Santana. I watched as he smacked her arm and winked, making a kissy face. I wanted to smack him and I guess Tana read my mind because she smacked the back of his head.

We all sat around the tv watching the giants game. "So I bet you that we are going to win" Puck said. "Nope, I am not betting against the patriots. They are wild cards and could easily beat the giants" I said. "Nah Giants all the way" Puck said laughing. Suddenly a phone rang out loudly, I looked over and saw that it was Santana's phone. "Who is it?" Quinn asked. "The office" Santana said looking concerned. "Why are you being called in on a Sunday?" I asked. "I don't know but I know it's not good, excuse me" she said. "ADA Lopez" I heard her say before her bedroom door shut.

"So Brett, I have a favor to ask" Quinn asked. I looked at her confused, "Yeah?". "Since I have been such a good sister letting you stay here" Quinn started to say before I cut her off, "Quinn cut the crap, what do you need?" I said laughing. "Well mom and dad called and asked if we wanted to have dinner" she said. I shook my head, "Absolutely not" I said. "Told you that he was going to say no" Puck said laughing. Quinn groaned, "Come on B, I accidentally told them that I was seeing a guy and now they want to meet him." she explained. "So have dinner with them and Puck, it will be fun" I said, sarcastically.

"Come on Brett, I can't let Puck face them alone" Quinn said. "He won't be alone, he is going to be with you" I explained. "I know I will be there but you know my dad, he is going to hound Puck with questions" she said. "Quinn, I think I can handle your dad" Puck said. Both Quinn and I looked at him and burst into laughter, "Famous last words Puckerman" I said. "Is your dad that bad?" Puck asked nervously. "My dad can be…. Rough" Quinn explained. "Her dad is the absolute worst, which is why I don't want to have dinner with him" I said. "But mom will be there and she has been wanting to see you since you got home" my sister said. "Dude I can't go into this alone, you need to come" Puck pleaded.

"You don't get it Puck, Russell and I do not get along but I bet Quinn forgot to mention that" I explained. Quinn's eyes looked sad, "I know that my dad has been awful to you but please Brett. I am literally begging you to come with us. I promise I won't let dad give you the third degree" Quinn said. "Quinn" I started to say but she cut me off, "What if I asked Santana to come? My parents love her and I bet my dad wont go crazy if she is there. Plus that way you have someone else to hang out with" She proposed. I looked over at Puck who was smirking. "Fine but if Santana doesn't want to go then I am not going and if Russell gives me shit then I am leaving" I said. Quinn smiled really big and jumped up, "thank you thank you thank you, I owe you" she said hugging me. I laughed, "You let me live here rent free, we are cool" I said hugging her back.

Santana walked out of her room dressed in dress pants and a blouse. "Where are you going?" Quinn asked, taking her seat on the couch. "Remember that case that I am working on the upper west side?" she asked. We all nodded, "Well the asshole struck again, a body just washed up from the Hudson river. They need me down there as soon as possible" Santana said, pulling her blazer over her shoulders. "Don't wait up, i'll probably be late" she explained, flashing us her beautiful smile. "Hey San would you want to get dinner with my parents, Puck and Brett?" Quinn asked. Santana looked at me, "I told her that I wouldn't go unless you came" I explained taking a swig of my beer. "Come on San please! They want to meet Puck and you know my dad will rip him to shreds" Quinn explained, "Plus they love you" she added. "Russell Fabrey does love me…... fine I am in but you are paying, now I need to go; Bye" Santana said before leaving. "I am adding to our deal, you need to pay for me too" I said, making Quinn groan but agree.

Third Person POV

Brett and Quinn finished their dinner and Puck left about an hour after that. "Hey Brett" Quinn said, sipping her tea. "Yeah sis" He replied. "How are you doing, you know…. With the PTSD" she asked. Brett sat there for a second, contemplating whether he should lie to her or not. He decided that this probably wasn't a good idea to lie since last time it didn't go over very well. "I'll be honest with you Quinnie, it's an everyday battle" he admitted. "And you are sure that you don't want to go to therapy or anything? I can go with you" she said. "I really don't want to go to therapy" he groaned. Brett obviously doesn't want to talk about therapy again but Quinn really wants him to go. "You need someone to talk to" she said. "I do have someone, multiple people. I have you, Puck, Santana, Aaron and Carrie. I can talk to any of those people. Plus I have been having less nightmares" Brett explained. Quinn smiled, "I'm glad you have so many people in your corner, even Puck has been talking about how much he likes spending time with you" she said.

"Puck is a pretty cool guy, when are you going to actually date him?" Brett asked. Quinn's eyes went big and she coughed on her tea. "What do you mean?" she asked. "You know exactly what I mean. You obviously like the guy and you are sleeping with him. When are you going to man up and just date him?" Brett asked. "OMG Brett you are my brother you can't talk about who I am sleeping with" Quinn said laughing. "You are acting like I don't know what you do when you go to his apartment. Come on Quinn we are not little kids anymore" He said, smirking as Quinn started blushing. "I don't know what we are, obviously I want to be more but Puck I guess doesn't want to" she said. "Hey I know he likes you" Brett said which made Quinn perk up a bit. "How do you know that?" she asked. "Quinn, guys talk and trust me when I tell you that Puck really likes you. Maybe you just need to take the leap you know. Try asking him out" Brett said, throwing the idea out there. Quinn thought for a second and smirked, "maybe I will, but let's see if dad scares him off" She said, laughing. "Trust me, Russell is going to have his eye on me not Puck" Brett said sighing.

"I don't think my dad hates you as much as you think" Quinn said, finishing her tea. "Quinn, even you know that is a lie, but don't worry I don't give shit whether he likes me or not" Brett said, laughing. "Who cares what he thinks because I love you" Quinn said pulling her big brother into a hug. "I love you too Quinnie" he whispered back. "I'm going to go to bed, thanks for the talk Brett" she said. "Anytime sis" he replied as she went to bed.

Brett got ready for bed brushing his teeth and changing, pulling on some military sweatpants. He decided to just go shirtless since he figured that he would wake up sweating from a nightmare anyways. Brett pulled out his makeshift bed and made it. He sat on the bed leaning up against the couch with his legs stretched out. He flipped through the tv until he finally decided on Criminal Minds. Which most likely wasn't a good idea but hey, the nightmares are going to happen anyways.

I heard the keys jiggle in the doorknob before the front door opened slowly. "Hey" Santana whispered, placing her bag on the dining room table. "You're home late" Brett said. "I told you not to wait up" she said laughing. "You know I was not going to sleep with you out there fighting crime" Brett said, smirking. "You make me sound like a superhero," Santana said, pulling her hair up into a bun. "You basically are!" he said.

Santana rolled her eyes and looked at the screen, "are you watching Criminal Minds?" she asked. "Yup!" Brett replied, really enunciating the P. "I love this show!" She said, smiling. "Go get changed and watch an episode with me" Brett said. Santana smiled and ran to her room. Even though she was exhausted, she was not going to pass up the opportunity to spend time with Brett. She pulled the blouse up and over her head throwing it in the laundry. Santana looked around her floor trying to find her pajamas when something caught her eye. She picked it up and realized it was the t-shirt that Brett was wearing at the club. The same top that he slowly pulled off before they had sex. Santana smirked and rid herself of her bra before pulling on Brett's shirt. She pulled off her dress pants and pulled on the shortest shorts she owned. Which just so happen to be her old cheerios shorts, that still looked amazing on her.

Santana pranced back out into the living room which was pitch black except for the light of the tv. "Move over" she said, pulling back the blanket. "Is that my shirt?" he said, cocking his eyebrow. "You left it in my room, which makes it mine now" Santana said, smirking. "Keep it, it looks so much better on you anyways" he said, checking her out from top to bottom. "Now move over" she said, pushing him slightly. "Sit right here" Brett said, patting the space between his legs. Santana looked toward Quinn's bedroom door, "But" she said pointing towards Quinn's room. "She has been asleep for a while, now come on, a new episode is about to start" Brett said, giving her the puppy dog eyes. Santana contemplated it before she thought, you know what fuck it. She smiled at Brett before sitting between his legs and leaning back against his naked chest. Brett pulled the blanket over both of them and settled his hands around her waist.

"So how did you manage to convince Quinn to invite me to dinner with your parents?" she asked. "Actually she suggested it since they love you so much so hopefully Russell won't go crazy on me because he won't want to embarrass himself in front of you and Puck" Brett explained, letting his thumb rub her stomach. "Russell did more than just make your mom sign away her rights, didn't he?" Santana asked, it was barely above a whisper but he heard it. "Don't worry about it Tana, it was a long time ago" he said. Santana placed her hands on his, "Please Brett, you know you can talk to me" she said looking up at him. "I know and I will tell you but I just can't right now. I just want to enjoy my time with you." he said before leaning down to place a chaste kiss on her lips. Brett knew that he needed a lot more alcohol in his system if he was going to unbury those skeletons that were buried deep within his closet. Santana accepted the kiss knowing that she can't push him because if she does, he is going to just retreat back into his dark hole. The same dark hole that she is slowly getting him out of.

Santana turned back to the show snuggling into Brett's chest. She loved feeling his strong arms wrapped around her. Santana thought back to all the times she has been with guys including Bash, she has never felt this way. Felt this serene and safe. You see, Santana had never been the type to cuddle up with anyone, especially sober. She was the type to take control and have sex, thats it. Even with Sebastian, their relationship was mostly sex and buisness dinners. This was extremely unconventional for her, but Santana loved being wrapped up in Brett's arms.

Brett continued to rub her stomach using slow strokes. "So how's your case?" Brett asked, after a few minutes of silence. "It is driving me insane, I have never had a case hit me this hard" she admitted. "You are going to stop this maniac, I know you are. Just give it some time" Brett said. "That is just it Brett, if we allow more time, it means there will be more victims" Santana said. "I'm sorry Tana, this must be so stressful" he said, continuing to make shapes on her abdomen. "It is, I feel like it is taking over my life. I just need like 5 minutes of pure bliss. Not thinking about this damn case." She said, frustrated.

"Look at the TV," Brett commanded. Santana chuckled, "What" she asked. "Look at the Tv and let me give you 5 minutes of bliss Tana" Brett whispered before placing a kiss on her neck. Brett peppered Santana's neck with kisses before finding her pulse point and gently sucking on it. Brett moved his hands under her shirt, where he traced over her abs. He moved his mouth up to her ear kissing her earlobe. His left hand moved up her shirt stopping just under her breast. Brett ran a finger softly across her under boob. "Can I?" he whispered. Santana let out a quiet "uh huh" but that's all he needed to continue. Brett moved his hand up, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. He heard Santana gasp as he found her pulse point again. Santana's nipple hardened as he continued to play with it.

Brett moved his right hand from her abs to her waist line. He ran his finger slowly between the fabric and her soft skin. Brett gave her breast a firm squeeze as he slid his hand under her shorts. "No underwear Sanny" he said, nipping her skin. "Brett" Santana gasped as he came in contact with her folds. Brett felt her tense, "Relax baby, let me take care of you" he whispered, finding her clit. Santana relaxed just by the sound of his voice, letting her body be held up by his chest. Brett moved his fingers down collecting some of her ample moisture before moving back up to rub her clit. He rubbed tight slow circles as Santana tossed her head back against his shoulder. Brett kissed down her neck to her covered shoulder as he moved his finger back down again. As he pinched her nipple, Brett slid one finger inside her. Santana gasped at the sudden but welcomed intrusion. "¡Ay, Dios mío!" She moaned out. Brett smirked, loving how she spoke Spanish when she was turned on.

He pumped his finger in and out as his palm bumped her clit. Brett moved his left hand to her other breast and caressed it. He pulled his finger out and went back up to her clit. Santana whimpered at the loss of his finger. He found her clit and this time rubbed fast hard circles. Brett could hear her breath start to pick up and he knew her orgasm was building. Brett quickly abandoned her clit and plunged 2 fingers into her swiftly. "Brett" she moaned. "You need to be quiet, Tana" he whispered, giving her a quick kiss to her temple. Santana quickly turned her face, burying it into the crook of his neck. Anything to try and stifle the screams that are just dying to get out.

Brett felt her walls begin to tighten and knew she needed just one more push until she was over the edge. As he continued to pump in and out, his other hand abandoned her breast and moved down her body. Santana clutched each one of his thighs, needing something to hold. Brett's other hand also moved under her shorts, finding her hardened clit almost immediately. Right as he touched, he gave it a pinch, Brett felt her walls tighten immediately almost to the point he couldn't pull out of her. Brett could feel her hot breath on his neck as she moaned, biting his neck slightly. Santana's legs shook and she dug her fingernails into his thighs as she hit her climax. Trying to do everything in her power not to scream out Brett's name. Brett continued to pump in and out, rubbing her clit, allowing her to ride out her orgasm.

Brett placed a kiss to her forehead as he slowly pulled his hand from her shorts. He tightened his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. "How was your five minutes of bliss?" Brett asked. Santana slowed her breath and finally pulled her face from his neck, making eye contact with him. "Absolutely perfect B, Thank you" she said smiling. "Anytime" he said winking. "And I mean it, anytime really just let me know" he said laughing. Santana laughed and shook her head. "By the way" she said, getting his attention. "Call me Sanny, one more time and I will castrate you" she said, giving him her signature Santana glare before turning back to the Criminal Minds episode.

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