Santana groaned, "as much as I love this, I need to get back to work if I ever want to get out of here," she said as they cleaned up. Once everything was put away, Brett laid down on the couch. "What are you doing?" she asked, laughing. Brett turned to her, "laying down" he said. "I can see that, I told you that I need to work," San said. "I won't bother you," Brett said, yawning. "Why don't you just head home? You look tired," she said. "I am not letting you walk home alone this late. So I will just lay here and be as quiet as a mouse. Then I can walk you home" Brett said with a smile. "It could be a while," Santana warned him. "That's okay, I planned on spending the night with my girlfriend no matter what," He said. Santana smiled big, another thing to add to the list on why Brett was amazing. She walked over and leaned down kissing Brett, "Thank you for dinner" Santana whispered. "You're welcome, now get back to work Miss. ADA" Brett said with a cheeky grin. Santana shook her head and started to walk over to her desk. Brett smacks her ass before she walked out of reach.

Santana turned around quickly. Brett was laying with his eyes closed and a huge grin on his face. "You're so sneaky," she said, taking a seat at her desk. "I have no idea what you are talking about. Now get to work because I want to take you home" he said, still not opening his eyes. Brett managed to doze in and out to the sounds of Santana typing away. Brett would rather hear her little snoring but at least he was with her.

Brett doesn't know how long he dozed off but he eventually felt someone shaking him. "B, B wake up" Santana said. Brett slowly opened his eyes seeing his beautiful girlfriend standing over him. "This is a nice view," he said, smiling. Santana smirked, "get up" she said, grabbing her bag. Brett rose from the couch and stretched making a loud groan. Which made Santana giggle. "Are you already done?" he asked. "Already? We've been here for 3 hours" Santana pointed out. "Shit, what time is it?" he asked looking around. "Almost midnight" she replied.

"Did you finish everything you needed to?" Brett asked. "I could probably do more but I am so over this, I am sorry date night sucked," she said. "Hey, it wasn't so bad. We had a nice meal and I got to have a great nap" Brett said, laughing. "You are not supposed to be sleeping during date night," San said, laughing. "We make our own date night rules," Brett said, taking her bag from her.

"You don't need to hold everything for me," Santana said, trying to reach for her bags. "No I got them, do you want to walk?" Brett asked. Santana shook her head, "It's late, I'll just get us an uber" she said, calling for one. Once they got to their apartment, the duo made their way up. "So what is your plan for Thanksgiving?" Santana asked as she opened the door. "I don't know, I haven't been home the last few years and when I was I would just go to Aaron's," Brett explained. He started putting away all the dishes. "What are your plans?" he asked. "Usually it's just my parents, me, and Bash but since we are not together and they are not really talking to me. I am not sure what is going to happen." Santana admitted. "What does Quinn usually do?" Brett asked. "She usually goes to New Haven but after that dinner, I am not sure what she is going to do," Santana explained.

Brett stripped down into his boxers while Santana just pulled on one of his t-shirts. They both made their way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Brett started brushing his teeth while Santana washed her face. "I was actually thinking, maybe we should do Thanksgiving here?" Santana suggested. Brett couldn't talk since his mouth was full of toothpaste. " I know we just started dating and it is probably early to be spending holidays with each other but who else do we have, you know," Santana said. Brett rinsed and spit. "We are basically living together and we slept with each other before going on a date, we did everything backward. We can celebrate any holiday we want and by saying that, I would love to have Thanksgiving with you" Brett said looking over at her. Santana had her toothbrush in her hand and some toothpaste was falling down her chin. "Way to ruin the moment," Brett said, wiping it from her chin while laughing.

Santana laughed as she rinsed and spit. "Why would you say something cute when I was brushing my teeth?" she asked. "Everything I say is cute," Brett said with a cheeky grin. As Santana started putting on her lotion, Brett wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. "What are you doing?" she asked, looking at him through the mirror. "Hugging my amazing girlfriend," he said, kissing her neck. "Your amazing girlfriend ruined our date night," Santana said looking sad. "Hey, like I said we make our own date night rules, I had a great time today," Brett said, kissing her neck once more. Santana turned around in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. " I know you were looking forward to going out today but your understanding that I had to work meant a lot to me. Then showing up with food and waiting to bring me home, you just amaze me more and more every day," she said, smiling.

Brett had his arms wrapped around her waist, "I hope to continue to amaze you for as long as you let me. But I want you to know that I am not Sebastian. I will always support your career no matter what. Plus I think a woman in power is really fucking sexy" Brett said, winking. Santana smiled, and leaned up giving him a chaste kiss. He pulled away, "let's go to bed, jump up" Brett said. He lowered his hands to her ass and pulled her up. Santana wrapped her legs around his waist, laughing.

Brett carried her to her room and threw her on the bed. He went and turned on the light while Santana crawled under the covers. Brett slid in behind her and pulled her back flush against him. "You know what I was thinking," he said. "Hmm" San replied. "If we do Thanksgiving, who the hell is going to cook?" Brett asked. Santana laughed, "I have no idea, I guess we are going to," she said. "I'll talk Quinn into it, that way we can just drink and eat," Brett said back. Santana smiled even though he couldn't see her face, "That sounds perfect." she said. "Goodnight Tana" he whispered, kissing her head. "Goodnight B" she replied, intertwining her hand over his.

Santana didn't even bother setting an alarm since it was Saturday and she didn't need to be up early. Her natural biological clock woke her up. She looked over at her clock and saw that it was 9:30 am. Even though she wasn't looking at him, Santana knew that Brett was still there. His arm was tossed leisurely over her waist. She could feel something poking her lower back. Santana smirked, she knew exactly what was behind her. "I guess Brett is having a nice dream," she thought. Then she had an amazing idea. Since he was so good to her, why not make his dreams a reality.

Santana slowly pulled his arm from around her and turned around to face him. He was almost on his back so she just slowly pushed him hoping not to wake him up. Luckily when Brett rolled onto his back, he stayed fast asleep. Santana slipped under the covers and settled herself between his legs. She could tell that he was already hard. Santana slowly pulled his boxers down letting his penis spring free, Brett stirred a bit so she stayed still. Once he settled, Santana could tell that he was still asleep; perfect.

Santana herself was already turned on just looking at Brett's package. Even just feeling it poking her in the back made her thighs clench. She reached down to collect some of her own arousals before placing her hand around Brett's penis. Santana slowly moved her hand up and down, her own moisture aiding the movement. After a few strokes, she captured his head in her mouth. Swirling her tongue around the tip and tracing his opening. Santana continued moving her hand as she bobbed her head up and down.

She could hear Brett start to groan and his legs began to move. Santana traced her tongue down the underside of his shaft and then back up. She placed her mouth back over the head and cupped his balls with her hand. "Fuck" Brett moaned out loud. Santana smirked and continued working. She managed to get her mouth as far down his shaft as she could letting his head hit the back of her throat. Santana wanted to get the whole thing in her mouth but he was just too big. The feeling of her mouth and her swallowing made Brett's head spin. She choked a bit and pulled back.

Brett reached his hand below the blanket and gathered her hair out of her face. Santana abandoned his shaft but continued pumping it with her hand and gave some attention to his balls. "Damn it Tana" he groaned again, tightening his grip on her. Once she was sure they got enough attention, she brought her mouth back to his shaft.

Santana noticed that even though Brett was holding her hair, he never pushed her head down. Most guys try to push your mouth down their dick but Brett was just letting her do what she wanted. "Tana I am about to cum" he warned her. That's exactly what she wanted so she continued to bob her head. "Fuck" he groaned as he released into her mouth. Santana continued to work on him making sure he got to release fully and she swallowed every drop.

Santana pulled her mouth from his dick and tucked it back into his boxers. She slowly crawled up his body and poked her head out from under the blanket. Santana stayed on top of Brett and laid on his chest. Brett shook his head looking at her as she smirked back. "What you didn't like it?" Santana asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you kidding, I've never been woken up better" he replied with a grin. "Well your little buddy woke me up so I just had to do something about it," Santana said winking.

Brett pulled her up and captured her lips. Santana pulled her legs up and straddled his waist. Brett reached his hand down between them and rubbed her center over her panties. He moved his lips to her ear, "Someone is also pretty turned on" Brett said, giving her earlobe a bite. Santana turned his face so she could look at him, "I am, what are you going to do about it?" she asked, smirking. Brett grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up quickly. Right when he threw it, Brett flipped their position making Santana squeal.

Brett's mouth immediately found Santana's nipples while his hand went to the other one. Santana could feel little Brett growing by the second against her thigh. This made Santana laugh, she could do anything and Brett would be happy as long as he could play with her boobs. Brett switched breasts. While his mouth was at work he used his hands to push both his boxers and her panties off.

He ran his finger through her folds to make sure she was aroused enough. Brett knew he was hard and ready but he needed to make sure Santana was too. Brett lined up and slid into her, Santana tossed her head back and bit her lip hard. She loved the feeling of Brett and how he stretched her.

Brett moved hard and quickly. They had done the slow and passionate sex, this was just hot. Brett placed his hands on either side of her face to hold himself up better. "Fuck, harder B" Santana moaned, scratching her hands down his back. Brett reached down and grabbed Santana's leg, hoisting it upon his shoulder. This allowed him to reach even deeper than normal. Santana yelled out, "oh yeahhh" she groaned and tossed her head back. He was so happy that his girlfriend used to be a cheerleader and retained her flexibility because this position was great. Brett leaned down and left a sloppy kiss on the underside of her neck as he continued to pump into her.

"Bretttt, ¡Ay, Dios mío!" Santana gasped as he continued to hit that spot deep within her that only he seemed to find. Her stomach tightened and then her vagina. Santana's orgasm came full force which threw Brett over the edge. Santana screamed out as her center clenched his shaft. Brett let himself go for the second time this morning. Santana loved the warm feeling of him releasing inside her. Brett slipped out of her and fell on his back, letting her leg fall back to the bed. "Damn, maybe I should give you a blow job every morning if this is how you are going to repay me," Santana said laughing. "You don't need to give me a blow job for that trust me, I will always do it for free" He replied, also laughing.

Santana rolled toward him and wrapped an arm around his waist. She looked up at him, "Good morning" San said, smirking. Brett scoffed, "Yes it has been one hell of a good morning" he mumbled, holding her.

The two just stayed close for like a half-hour just talking and laughing in bed. Santana loved how natural they were together. They had only been dating for a few days but it feels like it has been an eternity. After a while, they both realized they needed to get up. They both cleaned themselves up and got dressed. Brett pulled on some shorts and sweats pants with a shirt since he needed to go to work. Santana pulled on leggings and Brett's sweatshirt. "You need to wash my sheets, you made a mess," she said pointing to them. "1- that is not all me and 2- who the hell buys black sheets" Brett pointed out. Santana pushed him, "I buy black sheets, they look good," she said. "Well they don't look too good right now," he said, laughing. "Asshole" Santana said with a smile before walking out of the room. She decided to deal with her sheets later.

Brett and Santana walked into the living room. Puck was grinning while Quinn looked disgusted. "Hey guys," Brett said, sitting on one of the chairs since Puck and Quinn were on the couch. Santana just took a seat on Brett's lap. He wrapped his arm around her waist and placed his hand on her thigh. "Good morning," Santana said, looking between the two of them. "You've had a good morning haven't you?" Puck said laughing. Fuck they heard them.

"Really you two" Quinn said. "Brett I told you I didn't want to know what San sounded like in bed. Now I have that sound engraved in my memories" Puck pointed out. "Shut up, like I haven't heard you two before," Santana said pointing at the two of them. Quinn's eyes got big and her mouth dropped, "Santana, my brother literally in the room" she said. "Like he doesn't know what you two do when you are alone," Tana said rolling her eyes. "Still something I did not need to hear" Brett mumbled. "Just like I don't need to hear you guys hooking up," Quinn said. Santana put her hands up in defeat, "fine we will be quiet next time" she said. "Like you can be quiet" Brett scoffed. Santana hit his chest, "Brett" she whined as Quinn and Puck died laughing.

"I hate all of you," Santana said, crossing her arms over her chest. "No you don't," Brett said, pressing a kiss to her cheek that just made her melt into his arms.

"So what is everyone doing for Thanksgiving," Santana said, needing to get the topic off her sex life. "I usually go to my parents but I decided to abandon that since all that shit went down," Quinn said. "I usually do nothing since there is no way in hell, I am going back to Ohio," Puck said laughing. "Brett and I were thinking of having Thanksgiving here," Santana suggested. "Which means I am cooking," Quinn said. "Told you she would be all for it," Brett said with a big smile that made Santana laugh. "That was your plan to have her cook?" Puck asked. Both Santana and Brett nodded their head quickly. "That sounds amazing, I am so in," Puck said. "What about the others?" Brett asked. "We can see if they are around I bet most of them are not going back to Ohio since there is a snowstorm coming," Santana said. "Perfect! It will be like a big glee thanksgiving" Puck pointed out. "Do you guys realize that you keep adding people and there is only me to cook?" Quinn said.

"You can handle it, I've seen you cook for a dinner party. It is basically the same thing" Santana said. Both the boys were smiling while Quinn just rolled her eyes. "Fine, it does sound fun," Quinn said, giving in.

They were laughing when there was a knock at the door. Everyone looked at each other confused, who the hell was at the door? Quinn got up and opened it, "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked. At that moment, Santana was so happy that she was sitting on Brett's lap because she felt him tense. Brett wanted to get up and confront him but Santana was in the way. "I need to talk to Santana," He said. "Well, she does not want to talk to you so I think you should leave" Quinn replied.

Sebastian rolled his eyes and pushed past her. He marched into the living room with Quinn hot on his tail. "Bash" Quinn yelled. Puck immediately stood up, "what the fuck is this" Bash asked staring at Santana sitting on Brett's lap. Santana squeezed Brett's hand, "I am in my own apartment with my boyfriend and you are trespassing." she said. "Dude, get the fuck out," Puck said. "Quinn, why don't you pull your guard dog back?" Sebastian said pointing at Puck.

Puck stepped forward with his fists clenched but Quinn stepped in between them and Santana jumped up. "Get out of my apartment," Santana said. "I am not here to cause trouble, I just need to know what color you are wearing to the gala so I can match'' Sebastian said. Santana had completely forgotten about the gala. "Like I said. Brett and I are dating which means I am going with him. Now get the fuck out of this apartment" San said. Sebastian stepped closer to her. Brett immediately got up and stepped in between them. "Don't step any closer to her" he threatened.

"Like you scare me," Sebastian said. "You seemed pretty scared when Brett kicked your ass and you ran off crying" Puck pointed out, making the group laugh. Sebastian rolled his eyes, "I'll see you later San" he said as he walked to the door. "No you won't" Santana called back as Quinn shut the door in Sebastian's face before he could respond. Puck and Brett both took their seat again. "Is that guy ever going to stop?" Puck asked. "I have no idea what to do. I have been extremely clear that I have moved on" Santana said clearly frustrated.

She took her seat back on Brett's lap. Santana pecked his cheek, "I'm sorry" she whispered. "It's not your fault, he just pisses me off," Brett said. "Trust me, he is pissing me off too," San said.

"Are we going to talk about the elephant in the room?" Quinn asked sitting back on the couch. Everyone looked at her confused. Quinn looked at all of them dumbfounded, "you called Brett your boyfriend" Quinn pointed out, kinda yelling. Santana laughed, "Because he is my boyfriend," she said. "Old news Quinn, keep up." Puck said. "Puck knows before me! When the hell did this happen?" Quinn said kinda pissed. "It is not old news. I just asked Tana to be my girlfriend on Thursday night" Brett said. "How many people know?" Quinn asked. "Just you and Puck," Santana said. "I can't believe you didn't tell me," Quinn said, acting fake offended. Santana laughed, "I would have told you if Sebastian didn't just show up," San said. "So rude… but I am so happy for you guys! You can actually enjoy the gala this year" Quinn said smiling.

"Speaking of that, what the hell is this gala?" Brett asked. "It's hell" Puck mumbled in which Quinn hit him. "Remember how my father is a surgeon," Santana said, Brett nodded so she continued. "Well, every year around Christmas the hospital throws this big gala to raise money for pro bono surgeries for the upcoming year. Since my dad is the head of cardiothoracic surgery and Quinn is one of the lawyers, we go every year" Santana explained. "It is a big deal and all the wealthy people of New York City come. There is alcohol, food, music, and silent auctions" Quinn added. "Santana usually goes with Sebastian," Puck said. Santana gave him a dirty look, "I think he knew that but thanks for pointing it out" she said. "You're welcome," Puck replied, making Santana roll her eyes.

"So do you want me to go?" Brett asked. "Um I haven't really talked to my dad so I don't even if I am still invited," Santana said. "You are going because I am still going. Also, you know that your dad cares more about image and it would look bad if you are not there" Quinn said to Santana. "That means you are going too because I will not suffer alone," Puck said to Brett. Santana scoffed and looked at her boyfriend, "I guess we are going" she said. "I guess we are," he said with a chuckle.

Brett worked his shift at the gym. He was so busy training client after client that he never got to even talk to either Carrie or Aaron. The good thing is that Brett is getting more clientele by the day. Aaron told him the other day that he was in high demand. I guess a few of the guys were talking about how great he was at the local veteran's bar and now they all want him. Once he was done for the day Aaron pulled him into the back office.

"Since you are in high demand, what do you say to increase your days here?" Aaron asked, taking a seat on the couch. Brett sat across from him, "That sounds great, how many days are you thinking?" he asked. Brett brought his arm up to massage his shoulder. "Are you sore?" Aaron asked, obviously concerned. "Yeah, a bit. I worked my shoulder this morning and then I had a bunch of training today. I think the entire day just caught up with me" Brett explained. "Why would you work out this morning knowing you had a full workout day?" Aaron asked. "Because if Santana wants to have sex then I am not going to say no," Brett said laughing which made Aaron laugh. "Oh, it was that kind of work out…. Yeah, I would have definitely done both" he said. "Exactly, no regrets. The soreness is 100% worth it" Brett said.

"So what do you think of 3-4 days instead. " Aaron asked, getting back on topic. "Yeah, let's do it," Brett said. "Perfect, I'll put together your schedule and send it out," Aaron said.

Carrie walked in and shut the office door, taking a seat with the guys. "So are you taking Aaron up on his offer and working more?" she asked. Brett nodded, "yeah you get to see more of my cute face," Brett said, winking at her. Carrie smiled, "that means we can have more opportunities to talk about Santana," she said. "What is your infatuation with her?" Aaron asked. "It's the first girl that Brett has brought home, you were excited too. You just are not as vocal." Carrie said giddily.

"Well, you are going to be really excited because I finally asked Santana to be my girlfriend and she said yes," Brett said, sharing the news. Carrie started clapping, "You owe me 50 bucks!" she yelled at her husband. "Damn it, you couldn't have waited another week," Aaron said, pulling the money out of his pocket. "Sorry dude, I just couldn't wait anymore," Brett said laughing. "That is amazing Brett! How did you do it?" she asked. "I was going to do something grand but I realized after that dinner that she means so much to me. I didn't want to wait and plan something so I asked her in bed." Brett explained. "Naked?" Carrie asked, smirking. "No we were not naked" Brett replied.

"So Russell was your typical asshole?" Aaron asked. "Yup freaked out on Puck and Quinn. He even accused me of sleeping with Santana because I wanted her money and because she was easy" Brett said. Carrie and Aaron looked completely shocked. "He called her easy?" Aaron asked. "Yup he said everyone in Lima knew that she would sleep around which is why I chose her," he said. "That guy is a dick, she should have hit him," Carrie said. "Trust me I think she wanted to, I know I did at that moment. Puck had to pull me back, it got all sorts of crazy" Brett explained.

"What did Quinn think of the whole thing?" She asked. "Well, everything came to light about the abuse. She was shocked and is now aware of what she saw. Quinn basically wants nothing to do with Russell. I know she met with our mom yesterday but I am not sure what happened" He said. They nodded, "I guess the dinner was kinda a good thing then?" Aaron asked. "I am glad that I now kinda feel that closure but Russell really hurt Santana. I guess when I left, Russell came at Santana and said that I was going to be deployed and he hoped I was going to die." Brett said.

"That is so fucked up," Aaron said, clearly pissed. "You don't fucking say that to a soldier" he added. "Aww Santana," Carrie said, feeling so bad for Brett's girlfriend. "She isn't stupid, she knows the risks but he didn't need to say it to her face. Santana broke down later saying she didn't want me to die, like what am I supposed to do about that?" Brett admitted. Aaron looked at Carrie, "I think this is more your forte" he said. "You just need to be there for her and let her express her emotions if she wants to. Sadly the only way Santana will not feel that way is if you don't go back. Sometimes she texts me so I will try to help her if I can" Carrie said. "Thank you, Carrie, it means a lot" Brett admitted.

"Have you heard anything from your superiors?" Aaron asked. "My doctor sent them an update of my progress. They said they were happy with it and will touch back soon" Brett said. "Do you think that you are going to be deployed again?" Carrie asked. "I made sure not to request to go back but I think they are going to, especially with you know who still out there," Brett said, turning to Aaron. "I heard from a few of my connections that they came close to getting him but you are the only one to come face to face to him" Aaron explained. "Yeah and look what he did to me," Brett said lifting his shirt up to expose his large scare. "The missions will not stop until he is apprehended" he added. "Which means you are going to have to continue aiding them since you seem to be the only person to find him," Aaron said. "That is what I think too," Brett said.

"Let's not focus on that since we are not even there yet. But to put your mind at ease a little, we will be there for Santana and Quinn no matter what happens" Carrie said. Brett smiled, "Thanks guys, well it's late I am going to get home" Brett. "Us too just need to close this place up," Aaron said getting up. "I am ready for bed," Carrie said laughing.

Brett opened the apartment door and was met with girls' laughter. He walked into the living room. Quinn, Santana, Mercedes, Rachel, Tina, and Kurt were all sitting on the couches and floor. There were some bottles of wine sitting on the coffee table and everyone had a glass in their hand. "Hey Brett, how was work?" Quinn asked. "It was really busy but good. They are increasing my days since I have too many clients," He said, laughing. "That's great babe!" Santana said smiling. Brett watched at how everyone started giggling and making kissy faces toward Santana.

Mercedes got up and walked up to Brett, "I am pissed I wasn't one of the first to know but congrats on finally growing a pair" she said, grinning ear to ear. "Cedes" San yelled. "Thank you for harassing me constantly," Brett replied. "You're welcome! We are glad to have you a part of our messed up family" Mercedes said pulling him into a tight hug. Brett hugged her back, he is more than excited to be a part of their family.

"Let go of my boyfriend Weezy" Santana yelled laughing. Mercedes let go and stuck her tongue out at Santana before taking her seat again. "Who would have thought Santana would have gotten a boyfriend we all actually liked," Tina said. "Are you sure you aren't gay?" Kurt asked hopefully. Santana threw a decorative pillow at him, which hit him in the face. "Rude Satan'' he said. "Sorry Kurt, I am happily taken" Brett replied. "Yeah you are," Santana said getting up and hugging him. Brett wrapped his arms around her waist tight. "Hi, baby" Santana whispered. Brett kissed her and pulled back, "I missed you'' he whispered back. "You guys are adorable," Rachel said from behind them. "San, you are going to make us puke'' Quinn said, making throw-up noises. The group laughed, Santana let go of Brett; "You guys are all jealous" San said laughing.

"You guys enjoy your wine, I am going to go shower," Brett said, waving to them. As he was walking down the hall he hurt Kurt start talking, "Don't you want to join him San" he said. "I will, don't tempt me" Santana replied. "That is my brother, guys knock it off. I got enough of it this morning" Quinn said. "Spill Quinnie!" Tina yelled. Brett just shook his head and laughed.

Brett took a long hot shower which helped soothe some of his muscles. Once he was done he decided to pop one of his pain pills hoping to relieve the ache in his shoulder and chest. Brett really overworked it today. Talking to Carrie and Aaron today made Brett pretty anxious. The idea of him being deployed again has come up multiple times and he really doesn't want to be. But Aaron is right, unless Aazar and Jabbar Ahmadi are caught Brett is sure he will be sent back. The only thing that might get him out of it is the fact that he was almost killed by these men. So maybe his superiors will not put him back into the same predicament. Brett shook his head and splashed cold water on his face. Snap the fuck out of it, you have an amazing girlfriend and sister plus a whole new friend group that is like family. Stop worrying about something you have no control over Brett thought to himself.

Brett had a towel wrapped around his waist and walked into Santana's room. Brett decided to grab his sling to put on. He hasn't really worn it lately but the doctor did say to use it if he was in pain. He looked around and remembered that all his clothes were in Quinn's room. Which means he needs to walk past the tipsy group to get to his clothes.

Brett held his sling while he walked out into the living room hoping not to draw attention to himself. "Oh wow," Tina mumbled. Mercedes started whistling while Kurt pretended to faint, "my night has been made, if only that towel would drop" Kurt said, under his breath. Rachel just had her mouth wide open staring at him while Quinn rolled her eyes. Santana was smirking and staring at his chiseled chest.

"Sorry, my clothes are in there," Brett said pointing to Quinn's door. Santana's eyes focused on the sling, "You need help with the sling?" she asked. Brett nodded, "actually yeah, please," he said. Santana followed Brett in Quinn's room and shut the door. "You better not do anything in my room!" Quinn yelled making Santana roll her eyes.

Brett dropped the towel and pulled on some boxers. "Why do you need the sling?" she asked. "It's just wicked sore today and I need to work tomorrow so maybe this will help" Brett explained, pulling on his pants. "Do you need me to grab some Tylenol or something?" Santana said. "No, I took one of the pain pills the doctor prescribed me. It will kick in soon hopefully" he said pulling on a v-neck. "Sit, you're too tall," Santana said laughing. Brett sat down, this brought him back to the first day they met which made him smile. Santana put the sling on and tightened it. "There," she said smiling. "Thank you, Tana," Brett said, giving her a quick kiss. "Maybe when they leave I can give you a little massage?" she asked. "That sounds great, now go hang out with your friends," He said, getting up.

Santana joined her friends in the living room while Brett decided to just lay down in her room. He was playing on his phone for a while when Aaron's name popped up on the screen. Brett slid his finger over and answered the phone.

Brett- Hey man, what's up?

Aaron- Someone broke into the gym

Brett- What the hell? Did they take anything?"

Aaron- I have no idea I am still sorting through things but they completely trashed the place.

Brett- Shit, do you need help?

Aaron- Yeah but I need to warn you before you come down here.

Brett- warn me about what?

Aaron- The person wrote things like "Leave her alone" and "Go the fuck back to war" on the wall. There are even more things but I am not sure what they are talking about.

Brett- I think I know, I'll be there soon. (hangs up)

Brett is pissed. He just needed to get down there and see what else was written to be sure. Brett pulled off his sling, good thing the pills kicked in. He also pulled on his sneakers and a sweatshirt. Brett walked out into the living, "Hey I'll be back" he said. "Where are you going?" San asked. Everyone looked concerned, especially her. "Where is the sling? I thought you were sore" Quinn asked. I guess Santana told Quinn, Brett thought. "Aaron's gym got broken into and trashed, I need to go down and help him" Brett explained. Everyone looked shocked, Santana quickly stood up "I'll come with you, just let me changed," she said. Brett stopped her from going down the hall, "I'll be fine. Stay and hang out with your friends" he said. He could tell that she was reluctant, "call me if you need me to come down here" She said. Brett nodded, "And text me when you're on your way home" Santana added. "I will," he said before kissing her. "Bye ladies and Kurt" Brett yelled before walking out the door.

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