*This chapter is dedicated to Mchell, who has gone out of her way to write some extremely nice things to me which has really inspired me to keep writing. Thank you Michelle Y!*
"WAKE UP" Puck yelled, shaking Brett awake. Brett opened his eyes and stretched out his arms. "Why the hell are you yelling?" he groaned. "Can you tell me why I woke up to a cat peeing on my rug?" Puck asked. Brett sprung up, "shit" he yelled. "The cat didn't do that yet but if he does then you are picking it up," Puck said. Lord Tubbington came running in, his little belly swaying as he ran. Brett leaned down and scooped him up in his arms. "Puck, this is Lord Tubbington," Brett said with a big grin as he held the cat up. "When I went to bed last night, you didn't have a cat. How the hell did you get one so fast?" Puck asked, laughing.
"Well, I had a nightmare and decided to hang out on the fire escape to get some air. Then I heard meowing and when I looked up, there was a little kitten freezing. I couldn't just leave him there so I brought him inside. He actually calmed me down and made me feel not alone, it was nice" Brett explained. "Well, now I can't tell you to get rid of it because this cat is basically a service animal now." Puck said. He took the kitten and started petting his belly, "Welcome to the family Lord Tubbington but I am going to call you Tubbs" He said.
Brett spent all afternoon shopping for Lord Tubbington. He got a litter box that he set up in his room. Got the kitten his own matching water and food bowl. Brett made sure to get all sorts of treats, food, and toys. That way Tubbs got to pick exactly what he liked. Brett even got him a cute little chair that he put right next to his and Puck's recliners in the living room. "This cat is going to be pampered," Puck said, leaning back in his chair. Brett was sitting in his recliner with Lord Tubbington laying on his lap. "I never got to have a pet growing up," Brett said, looking down at his new kitten.
"Did you tell Santana you got a cat yet?" Puck asked. "No, why?" Brett replied. "Santana hates cats," Puck said, laughing. "She may hate cats but she loves me. Which means she is going to love him. Isn't that right Tubbs. Santana is going to fall in love with you" Brett said, tickling the kitten's belly. "We will see about that" Puck chuckled.
"Are you getting nervous about Santana's party?" Puck asked. "I am terrified. I still don't know if I am making the right decision. You guys freaked me out when you said she hates surprises." Brett admitted. "I know we freaked you out but she is going to love it. Trust me" Puck explained. "You and Tina are going to help me right?" Brett asked. Puck nodded, "yes now stop asking, we have everything set up all you need to do is give us the notes," he said. Brett nodded, "I am almost done, I'll be able to give them to you tomorrow, is that okay?" he asked. Puck nodded, "perfect".
The doorbell rang a little while later. Lord Tubbington perked his ears up and looked at the door. Puck got up and pulled it open. "Hey, babe" Quinn said, leaning over and giving him a kiss. Santana followed behind, "Hey San" Puck said. She handed him over the heavy bags of Thai food. "Here," she said. "It is great to see you too," Puck said in a sarcastic tone.
"OMG" Quinn yelled. "Why are you yelling?" Santana asked. "When did you get a kitten!" Quinn said, walking over to Brett. Lord Tubbington got up and tried to hide against Brett's chest. "Whose cat is that?" Santana asked. Puck couldn't help but laugh because Santana looked disgusted. "Quinn, Tana. This is Lord Tubbington" Brett introduced. "But we call him Tubbs," Puck explained. "He is so adorable!" Quinn squealed. "Please tell me the cat is Puck's," Santana said, staring at the feline.
Quinn leaned down and carefully petted the top of the kitten's head, she didn't want to scare him. "Nope, Tubbs is all Brett's," Puck explained. "Brett, he is so cute! When did you adopt him?" Quinn asked. "I didn't adopt him, he kinda found me" Brett explained. "What do you mean?" Quinn asked. "I was sitting on the fire escape after a nightmare and I found Tubbs out there freezing. I took him inside and gave him some tuna. Then he cuddled up to me in my bed so I decided to keep him." He said. "Aww, you guys found each other" Quinn said, rubbing Lord T under his chin.
"Babe, come over here and meet him," Brett said with a big smile as he waved her over. "Yeah Santana, go see the cat," Puck said, pushing her closer. Santana moved forward then took a step back. "I am good over here," she said. "Brett, he is so cute," Quinn said. Lord Tubbington finally pulled his face from Brett's chest and began to play with Quinn's fingers. "Brett found a new buddy to cuddle up with to replace his girlfriend" Puck said. Santana gave him a look, "very funny" she said. "No one can replace Tana, but now we have a third cuddler," Brett exclaimed.
Santana did not look impressed at all. "Hear that San, you have a third wheel." Puck repeated. "Shut up" she mumbled. "Aww I am so jealous. Puck we should get a pet" Quinn said, still captivated by the kitten. "We got Tubbs, we don't need another one, '' Puck said. "The food is getting cold, let's eat," San said, and she started putting all the take-out containers on the coffee table.
Puck grabbed plates while Quinn grabbed everyone's drinks. Brett went to the kitchen and put some wet food on a plate for Lord T. Puck, San and Quinn all sat around the coffee table on the floor, filling their plates with food. Brett sat next to Santana. He placed Lord T's food next to him. Brett wanted his kitten to feel like part of the group and eat dinner with them. "Why is the cat eating with us?" Santana asked, eyeing the cat while it ate. "I don't want him to feel left out" Brett explained as if it was obvious. "Yeah Santana, the cat wants to feel a part of the group," Puck said. He thought this whole situation was hilarious. If it was anyone else, Santana would have told them to lock the cat up until she left but this was Brett.
"I didn't even say hi to you" Brett said. He leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the lips. "You were too busy with your cat," she said. "Don't be jealous, I can give you both attention" Brett said. Quinn and Puck both started laughing. "I am not jealous of a cat," San said. The group was too preoccupied making fun of Santana's jealousy that no one noticed that Lord T was finished eating.
Lord Tubbington crawled under the coffee table and sniffed his way around. He made his way to Santana. Lord T was able to slowly crawl on the blanket that covered her legs without anyone noticing. "Are you going to keep it?" Santana asked. "Of course I am going to keep him. It is nice to have some company" Brett explained. "Company? You live with Puck and I am constantly offering to hang out and have a sleepover" Santana said. "I know but you aren't a cat. Plus they say animals help soldiers with PTSD, maybe he could help me" Brett explained. Santana groaned, "Why couldn't you have found a dog?" she asked. "Why don't you like cats?" Brett asked. "Cats are mean, they hiss and scratch people," San said. "Tubbs isn't like that" Puck said with his mouth full. "He hasn't even hissed once" Brett pointed out.
Santana felt movement on her lap, she looked down and saw the kitten kneading her lap. "Brett," Santana said, holding her breath. Brett looked down at her lap and smiled. "Aw Tana, he likes you," he said. "Get the cat off my lap," San said. Lord Tubbington continued to knead her lap. Then he walked around in a circle before plopping down on her lap. Tubbs immediately closed his eyes and started purring. "Aww he wouldn't even come near me and here he is falling asleep in your lap," Quinn said, jealous. "Move the cat," Santana said again. "You're fine, just pet him; for me," Brett asked using his puppy dog face.
Santana groaned, she could never resist Brett. She slowly brought her hand up and pet Lord T down his back. The kitten cuddled further into her lap, his purring getting louder as she stroked him. "He likes you! I knew he would" Brett said, watching his girlfriend bond with his kitten. "I guess he isn't so bad," Santana admitted. "I guess it's official, Brett now has 2 pussies in his life now," Puck said. "Really Puck," Quinn said. "You're disgusting," Santana said, if she didn't have a cat on her lap that she was afraid of pissing off, Santana would have hit Puck. Brett on the other hand started laughing like a typical boy would, "I guess I do" he said. Quinn leaned over to pet Lord T, "You guys are gross" she mumbled.
The day has finally come. It is Santana's 26th birthday. They had everything already set up at the speakeasy. Brett, Quinn, Mercedes, Puck, Tina, and Kurt were all at Quinn and San's apartment. Santana still isn't home from work which makes it the perfect time to talk about Brett's surprise.
"Okay everything is put together right and you guys all practiced?" Brett asked. Tina nodded her head while Puck shook his head no. Brett glared at him, this was not something to joke about. Quinn and Mercedes could feel just how nervous Brett was and gave Puck a look. Puck put his hands in the air, "would everyone relax, I am kidding" he said laughing but no one else was laughing. Brett just rolled his eyes, "I have everything set up for after, god I am so nervous" he said.
"Everything is perfect. Everyone RSVP'd. The food is going to be all types of appetizers and the bar is completely stocked. We even got the DJ that San loves from the upper west side" Mercedes explained. "You know who else is going to stop by, Santana's parents," Quinn said. "Are you serious?" Kurt asked. "Does Santana know?" Puck asked. Quinn nodded, "she wanted me to extend the invitation so I did. They told me last night that they were coming" she explained. "It took them that long to decide that they wanted to come," Brett said. "To be honest, I was kinda expecting them to just not answer and then maybe show up" Quinn explained.
"I literally can't stand them," Puck groaned. "Me either but Santana wanted them there and it's her party" Quinn exclaimed. "Are they going to ruin my surprise?" Brett asked. "I will not let them do that, I will personally body slam them before they ruin this" Mercedes said, making everyone laugh. "Santana just left work, so she should be here soon," Quinn said. "I am going to take a quick shower, I'll be back," Brett said.
Brett got up and left to take a shower. "I bet 50 bucks that Santana is going to cry," Mercedes said. Puck scoffed, "No way, I bet she is going to be embarrassed," he said. "I think San is going to cry and end up attached to Brett the rest of the night, after the surprise," Kurt said. Tina nodded, "I am with Kurt, I think Satan is going to surprise us all," she said. Quinn laughed and shook her head, "leave them alone. Noone should be betting" she said. "Quinn thinks she is going to cry too, she told me yesterday" Mercedes pointed out. "Really Cedes, I told you not to tell anyone," Quinn said.
Once Brett was done in the shower, he got dressed in jeans, a white shirt, and his leather jacket. "Damn bro, you look good," Puck said when he walked back out into the living room. "Thanks, man," Brett said.
Brett's phone started ringing on the couch, "Puck, answer that" he asked. Puck grabbed the phone, "Brett's phone, his assistant speaking" Puck said, Brett just rolled his eyes. "Yes sir, hold on sir," Puck said. Who the hell could Puck be calling sir? Puck pulled the phone from his ear and the look on his face did not look good. "Who is it?" Brett asked. "Major General Kennedy," Puck said. Brett grabbed the phone quickly. "General Kennedy, it's Master Sergeant Pierce '' Brett said. The tone of his voice was completely different and the entire group grew silent, they could all feel the tension.
The group couldn't hear what the General was saying to Brett, only what Brett was saying to him. "Yes sir"..." I understand sir" … "No of course not, I can be there"..."I will be there soon" ….. "Goodbye General," Brett said, hanging up.
"Where are you going?" Quinn asked. "My General came up to New York to speak with me," Brett said. "When does he want to talk to you?" Puck asked. "Right now, I have to meet him at The World Trade Center as soon as possible," Brett said. He felt the nerves start to build up in the pit of his stomach. "Is this a good or bad thing?" Kurt asked. The question that the entire group but only Kurt had the guts to ask. "I don't think it is a good thing," Brett admitted. "What about Santana's party?" Mercedes asked. "I will be there. Just tell her that I had a last-minute doctor's appointment and I will meet her at the venue. Whatever you do, don't tell her it is a meeting with the General. I don't want to ruin her birthday" Brett said. Everyone nodded, "we are still doing everything that we planned, I'll see you guys later," Brett said. "Good luck B" Quinn called out. Brett smiled at his friends and sister before shutting the door.
"Puck you know about the military, what does this mean?" Quinn asked, looking at her boyfriend. "It could mean so many things but the fact that his General came all the way up here to speak with him means it is urgent and important enough that the meeting has to be in person," Puck explained. "So he is getting deployed?" Quinn asked, the panic in her voice was clear. "Let's not jump to that conclusion," Kurt said. "Isn't he still hurt, they can't send him back when he isn't fully healed" Mercedes pointed out. "No, that is not what Brett said." Puck replied. "What do you mean?" Quinn asked. "When we were in Lima, we asked Brett about his deployment," he explained. "What did Brett say?" Tina asked. "Well we brought up the fact that he is still injured and Brett explained that it doesn't matter. He is a part of the special forces and the guys they are looking for are the military's top priority. So Brett thinks that they are going to deploy him as soon as possible" Puck explained.
"Why didn't you tell me that?" Quinn yelled. "I thought you already knew and plus it was guy talk" Puck said. "Guy talk? That is my brother! If you knew that he was going to be deployed then you should have told me" Quinn said. "Brett said you already knew," Puck replied. Quinn scoffed, "Of course I knew but I didn't realize it could be this soon." she said. "What is Santana going to do?" Tina asked out loud. "What are we going to do about San?" Kurt asked. "We are going to do exactly what Brett asked. No one is going to ruin this day for Santana. Plus we have no idea what the General even wants, so everyone stops jumping to conclusions." Mercedes said in a stern voice.
Santana finally made it home and she was so excited for her birthday tonight. "There is the birthday girl!" Tina yelled when San walked into the living room. "Ugh I am so excited, I need to let loose" San said smiling. "Come one Cedes, I need you to do my hair," Santana said, waving at her to follow. "Do you still want me to do your makeup?" Quinn asked. "Of course, I want to be pampered," San said with a smirk. Puck walked out of the bathroom, "Happy Birthday San" he said smiling. "Wait if you are here does that mean Brett is?" Santana asked, peeking behind Puck.
"Brett is going to meet us at the venue," Puck replied. She looked confused, "why would he do that, I wanted him to bring me to the party," San said. "Brett had a last-minute doctor's appointment that he really couldn't cancel" Mercedes explained. "Is he okay?" she asked. "Yeah, just routine. Now come on you need to start getting ready or we are going to be late to your own party" Quinn quickly said, trying to get Santana's mind off of it. They pulled her toward the room.
Over the next hour, they help Santana get all dolled up for her party. "Satan, you look hot," Kurt said, fanning himself. Santana spun around so they could see her full outfit. "When did you even get this?" Tina asked. "Yeah, I have never seen you dress this hot" Mercedes pointed out. "Well I bought it for last year's birthday but when Sebastian saw it, he told me that I looked like a whore and that he would not be associated with someone like that," Santana explained. "He is such a dick" Mercedes mumbled. "But now I have an amazing boyfriend who lets me dress how I want," Sanatana said with a big smile. "Brett is going to love this," Tina exclaimed. "I know he will," She said, smirking in the full-length mirror. "Now come on bitches, it is time to party and I want to see my man" Santana announced, slipping on her heels.
*Her outfit, makeup, and hair are what Naya Rivera wore to the Hangover part 3 premiere. Just in case you want to know the look that I am picturing, google it!*
The group made their way into the bar that was rented out. "Omg it looks amazing in here," Mercedes said looking around. "There are so many people here," Tina pointed out. "I am so ready to drink, come on everyone to the bar" Kurt yelled. "Do you see Brett?" Santana asked, looking for those blue eyes she loves. "You go get a drink and start mingling with your guests, I'll call Brett and find out where he is'' Puck said. "Thanks, Puck '' Sanatana said, she grabbed Quinn and made a beeline for the bar.
Puck tried calling Brett but it went straight to voicemail. He groaned loudly, "that isn't a good sound to hear at a party," Aaron said, patting Puck on the back. "Hey man," Puck replied. "Where is Brett?" Aaron asked. "I don't know. His General called and asked to meet with him but that was like an hour ago. He was supposed to meet us here" Puck explained. "Wait, General Kennedy?" Aaron asked. Puck nodded, "Fuck" Aaron mumbled. "What does that mean?" Puck asked. "He makes all the calls over Brett. That is the General that made us go through with the mission that killed Drew. He also is the one that sent Brett in alone to sweep the house, then he was captured. He is going to send Brett back" he said. "I was scared you were going to say that. Whatever you do, don't tell Santana. Brett doesn't want to ruin her birthday" Puck said. "I won't tell her, that is something Brett needs to do," Aaron said. They both looked over toward the bar. Santana was smiling and laughing, taking shots. Puck couldn't help but feel bad knowing that this news is going to break her heart.
Brett was beyond nervous when he walked into the front doors of the World Trade Center. When he stepped inside the foyer, he was immediately whisked away by some men in suits. Brett was brought to a conference room with a large smartboard at the front. The room had zero windows. Brett was left alone for a few minutes, then the door finally opened again, the general walked in. Brett quickly stood and saluted him, "At ease soldier" General Kennedy said. Brett took a seat while the General sat at the other end surrounded by a few men in suits. "Do you know why I called you in today?" he asked. Brett shook his head, "No sir, I was actually surprised by your call" he admitted.
General Kennedy slowly nodded his head. "Since you were injured, I deployed Team B to try and capture Aazar and Jabbar. They were doing an okay job but never got as close as you and your team. But a few days ago they got their best lead. Their Master Sergeant made a bad call and now 5 soldiers are dead. We never send that many men in one hummer together for this exact reason. As they were traveling into a desolate city, the hummer hit a landmine and was incinerated in seconds. But I don't need to explain that to you because you're not an idiot" General Kennedy explained. "I am sorry to hear that but what does this have to do with me?" Brett asked. "I am glad that you asked," He said.
"I reached out to your doctor and he told me that you are at 85% function which is good enough for me. 85% for you is like a 100% for the average soldier. I have decided to deploy Team A, your team. As of right now, national security is far too important and you are the only person that has gotten close to the brothers" General Kennedy announced. "I was only close because I was captured and held hostage," Brett said. "I understand that and I feel horrible but you got out. Because of that, you know these men the best plus your team has gotten so close multiple times. This time I think you are really going to get them" The General explained. "I thought we had a Team C for situations just like this?" Brett asked.
He could tell that General Kennedy was starting to get frustrated. "Team C isn't good enough for this mission. What happened to the soldier that begged me to deploy him. The guy that would allow other soldiers the chance to go home for the holiday while he volunteered to stay?" he asked. "I have people now. My sister and my dad are in my life. Plus I have an amazing girlfriend waiting for me. I am not going to volunteer to leave them anymore. I have given 10 years to the military, I don't think I am asking for a lot here. Team C hasn't been deployed in over 2 years" Brett explained.
"I know exactly when each of the teams were deployed but like I said, Team C cannot handle this mission. I will have my assistant send you all the flight information. We will be leaving on the 28th." General Kennedy said. "The 28th! That is like 2 weeks away. I need time to get everything situated. I pay rent and have a job here" Brett explained. "I will have my assistant send you the paperwork so the military will pay your rent while you are away. As for the job, I know you are working for Aaron Walker. He knows exactly how important this mission is. Just tell him that and if he has any questions, he knows exactly how to reach me. You will be on that plane and you will be staying deployed until Aazar and Jabbar are caught or killed. Pierce, if you are not there, I will be forced to declare you AWOL and you will be arrested. Have a good night Master Sergeant Pierce." General Kennedy said before walking out of the room, leaving Brett alone.
Brett was pissed. All he wanted to do right now was punch a wall or a person. Anything to express all the pent up anger he has inside. But right now he has more important things to do. Santana's party started an hour ago. As Brett walked out of the building, he turned on his phone. There were multiple texts from Puck and Aaron. Asking when he was coming and how long he was going to be. Then there were the texts from his girlfriend. "Babe where are you?" … "It's my birthday please tell me you are coming" ….. "Get your sexy ass here now" …. "We can have a quicky in the bathroom" ….. "BRETT"... "why aren't you answering" ….. "Did the doctor say something bad? Do you need me to meet you?" ….. "Please B"
Brett was going to text her back but he wasn't too far from the bar and just decided to surprise her. Brett walked into the bar, it was packed. He looked around but couldn't see Santana anywhere but he did see Puck. Brett went and patted him on the back, "give me that, I need it more than you" he said, stealing Brett's beer. "Where the hell have you been?" Puck asked in a hushed whisper. "I tried to get out of there as quickly as I could but he kept talking," Brett said before chugging the rest of the beer. Puck could tell just by Brett's face it wasn't good but he needed to ask. "What happened?" Puck asked. Brett looked at his friend and took a deep breath, "I am getting deployed" he said. Puck nodded since he already knew that was coming, "when?" he asked. "28th" Brett said before flagging down the bartender.
"Fuck, that is like so soon" Puck exclaimed. "I know I tried everything to get out of it but he told me that If I do not show up he will have me declared AWOL" Brett explained. "I am sorry Brett," Puck said. He couldn't think of anything else to say at this moment. "How the hell am I supposed to tell Quinn or Santana," he asked. "I have no idea man" Puck answered honestly. "I am just so fucking pissed. I have given so much of my life to the military. They have another unit they could send but he refuses to. The doctor told him that I am only 85% healed and the General said that was good enough" Brett explained, the anger clearly heard in his voice.
"Brett look at me, take a breath" Puck whispered. Brett did just that and took a few breaths. "Right now there is nothing you can do about it. So enjoy yourself because you are at a rented-out bar filled with your friends for your girlfriend's birthday. Santana by the way has been looking everywhere for you. Go see your girl" Puck said, pointing over to the corner. Brett could see Santana standing with the normal crew. She looked breathtaking.
Her legs looked longer than they are. Her tan flat abdomen was on display, it was just a peak but it made Brett want to take her in the back so he could see the entire thing. Her long hair flowed down her back and shoulders like a waterfall. But the thing that ultimately caught Brett's eye the most was her smile. She looked so happy. Puck was right, this is what he needed to focus on. Brett was not going to let this night get ruined because it was too important, especially with everything he had planned. Brett was going to make sure that the smile that Santana had on her face stayed there the whole night.
Brett made his way over to his girlfriend. She still hadn't noticed him but Brett saw that she kept checking her phone. Santana was looking for any sign that Brett was coming. Mercedes was the one that saw him first. He held up his finger to his lips, wanting to surprise San. Mercedes smirked and continued talking to her. As he got closer, Brett could hear Santana talking. "He isn't answering me," She said, looking at her phone once again. "You should send him a picture of your tits, he will definitely answer that," Kurt said, laughing. At this point, everyone knew that Brett was coming up behind Santana. "I could do that," She said as if thinking about it. "I am pretty sure I already have a picture of them on my phone, I wouldn't even need to take a new one," Santana said. Brett just shook his head and slipped his hands around her waist. "You should still send me that picture so I can save it" he whispered.
Santana quickly turned around so she could face him, her arms reaching up around his neck. "You're here!" she squealed. "Of course I am, I would never miss your birthday. Speaking of which, Happy Birthday Santana. You look beautiful" Brett said. Santana smiled big, no matter how many times Brett tells her she is beautiful it still gives her butterflies. "Thank you, baby, how was your doctor's appointment?" San asked. "It was fine," Brett said. "What happened?" San asked. "We can talk about it later, right now you need to enjoy your birthday," Brett said. Before Santana could reject Brett leaned down and captured her lips. He couldn't help but run his tongue over her lips which she happily parted. Brett caressed her tongue with his, staying this way until oxygen was necessary. He pulled back and leaned his forehead against hers, "I just had to, you look way too good" he said. Santana smirked, "don't think I didn't realize that you did it to distract me. But I will drop it until later" she said. "Thank you" Brett whispered, giving her lips one more kiss.
"So do you think I could get that picture of your boobs?" Brett asked, smirking. He looked down so he could peer down her shirt. "Why would you need a picture when you can see the real thing whenever you want," Santana said with a smile. "So I can look at it when I am not with you," Brett said as if it was obvious. Santana tipped his chin up so he was looking at her face again. "Maybe tonight, I'll let you take whatever pictures you want," she said with a smirk. "God you're the sexiest woman alive" Brett mumbled and dived to her lips. He smashed his lips onto her, making Santana giggle.
Mike came up behind the couple and tapped Brett on the shoulder. "Yeah?" Brett asked. Mike whispered something in his ear and Santana watched the anger flood his face. Brett gave a look to Mike, "Are you fucking serious?" he asked. Mike nodded, "Puck is out there now," he said. Brett turned back to Santana, "I'll be right back babe" he said, dropping his grip on her waist. "What is going on?" she asked. "Nothing, stay with the girls," Brett said before walking away with Mike.
Brett made his way outside with Mike where he was met with Puck and Sebastian. "Look who decided to join us. I thought I told you to get Santana asshole" Sebastian said. "You are not welcome here," Brett said. "This is Santana's party, I think she can decide," Bash said in a cocky tone. "Well Santana is my girlfriend, I know for a fact that she doesn't want you here," Brett said. "Oh really because I am pretty sure the last time I saw her I made her all flustered with my touching, pretty sure I could still make her turned on," Sebastian said. Puck instantly knew and stepped in between Brett and Sebastian. "You touch her again and you will have to deal with me," Brett said, stepping forward.
"Does your ex-boyfriend ever stop?" Tina said, rolling her eyes. "What are you talking about?" Santana asked. "Sebastian is here, Puck, Mike, and Brett are dealing with him" she explained. "Fuck" San mumbled getting up. She wouldn't let anyone get in her way as she made her way out front. Right when she stepped outside, she saw Puck push Brett back. The cocky smirk on Sebastian's face clued her in, he definitely said something about her to piss Brett off. "Everyone Stop!" Santana yelled. The guys all looked over at her. "You are not welcomed here so get the fuck out," Santana said to Sebastian. She turned to the bouncer "this is my birthday party and he is not allowed in under any circumstance" San said. The bouncer nodded and crossed his arms over his chest. "You three let's go," Santana commanded, pointing at the guys. She turned on her heels and walked back in, Santana didn't even want to hear what Sebastian was going to say.
Mike and Puck made Brett just leave it and go back into the bar. They could all hear Sebastian try to talk his way past the bouncer but it was not working.
Santana reached out and grabbed Brett's hands. He thought she was going to yell at him for confronting Sebastian without her knowing but Santana was not going to pick a fight right now. All she wanted to do was dance. Santana dragged Brett to the dance floor. She turned around so her ass was pressed against Brett's front. Brett's hands held on to her hips. They both moved in matching circular motions, staying connected. Santana's hands found their way up, clutching the back of Brett's neck. She was slightly pulling on his hair as she continued to grind against him hard. "Fuck Tana" Brett mumbled, he pushed his face into her neck. Santana smirked, she loved being able to get this reaction from Brett. He bit on her neck before smoothing over the skin with his tongue. Santana groaned but only loud enough for Brett to hear.
Brett quickly spun her around so they were now face to face. "If we kept doing that then I am going to have a boner in the middle of the bar" Brett admitted. "Maybe that is what I wanted," San said, biting her lip. Brett chuckled, "Trust me, it will be worth the wait for what I have planned for tonight" he explained. This made Santana's eyebrow raise. "You have something planned?" she asked. Santana was still moving her hips with the help of Brett's strong hands. "Of course I do. I need to make your birthday special." Brett admitted. "Tell me" San demanded, pushing her chest flush against his. "Nope, it is a surprise," he said, shaking his head. Santana pouted, "that isn't going to work this time. I have been planning this for too long for it to be ruined." Brett revealed. All that did was make Santana want to know more.
Quinn popped her head in between the couple. "What do you want, Fabray?" Santana asked, she wanted to keep hounding Brett to tell her his plans but with Quinn here, Brett really isn't going to tell her. "Puck is looking for you to set up," she said with a huge grin. Santana looked between the two, "you know" she said pointing at Quinn. "Of course I do, you are dating my brother remember," Quinn said laughing. "Go with Quinn and I'll see you in a little bit," Brett said. He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "Where are you going?" she asked. "I need to do something but I will be back in a few minutes. Go get a drink beautiful" Brett said smiling. That smile always makes Santana feel like she is going to melt. "And don't think you can get it out of Quinn because she isn't going to tell you," Brett said with a laugh. Santana pouted as her boyfriend walked away, "Let's go grumpy" Quinn said, dragging her to the bar.
Brett, Puck, and Tina made their way behind the curtain. Absolutely no one was expecting what was about to happen.
"Mija," Carlos Lopez said, getting his daughter's attention. Santana smiled, she hoped that her parents were not going to cause any problems tonight since it is her birthday. "Happy birthday sweetheart," her dad said, placing a kiss on her cheek. "Happy birthday Santana," Her mother said, copying her father's actions. "I am so glad you guys could come," Santana said, truly meaning it. "I would never miss my little girl's birthday," Carlos revealed.
"Santana, don't you think your outfit is a little scandalous for a lawyer?" her mother asked. Santana looked down at her clothes. "If I was working then I would agree with you but we are in a private bar for my birthday so it is fine" Santana explained. Her mom scoffed but didn't keep pushing the subject. "Is that boy here?" Maribel asked, looking around, not seeing the soldier anywhere. "If you are talking about my boyfriend then yes, Brett is here," she said. "He just left you alone for your birthday, that doesn't sound like a great guy" Maribel pointed out. "Brett is helping set something up for Santana" Quinn explained, standing up for her brother. Maribel just put her nose in the air and disregarded Quinn.
"I would like to talk to him and the Noah kid," Carlos said. Santana looked at her father confused. "Why do you want to talk to them?" she asked. "They yelled at Sebastian outside the bar and told the bouncer not to let him in" Carlos explained. Santana shook her head, "No Papi that isn't what happened" she said. "They may have yelled at him but we all know that Sebastian must have said something to get that reaction. As for telling the bouncer not to let him, that was me" Santana corrected.
"Why would you do that?" Maribel asked. Quinn looked at Maribel like she was an idiot. "Because this is my party and he was not invited," Santana explained. "I invited him here," Carlos said. Quinn's mouth dropped as she looked at Carlos Lopez. Santana was completely dumbfounded, "Why?" she asked. "Because I was hoping we could take this opportunity to talk things out. Tempers have been flaring and I thought that since he was at your birthday last year, it could bring up some good memories" Carlos explained. "Hopefully help you come to your senses" Meribel mumbled.
Santana closed her eyes and took a breath. At this moment she needed to do something, anything to not scream at her parents. "This is the last time I am going to say this. Sebastian and I are done. No more, not together, and will never get back together again. I am with Brett and I am in love with him. I see a future with him and I do not plan on anything coming between that. I would love for you guys to be there with me but if you can't support us then just please stop coming around." Santana said. "Mija," Carlos said. "No Papi, I am done trying to get your approval for everything. I am so happy and I really wish that was enough for you" Santana said. Her voice broke a bit before she walked away, leaving her parents stunned.
Quinn quickly caught up to her. "Santana please" she begged, stopping her. "No Quinn, I need a second," Santana said. She tried to make her way outside to get some air but Quinn stopped her. "Listen I don't blame you for wanting a minute and in any other circumstance I would let you go but you can't," Quinn said. "And why can't I?" Santana asked. "Because you are going to want to see this. You can't miss it" Quinn explained. "Miss what!?" she asked, frustrated. Santana felt like everyone knew everything but her and it was making her mad.
The lights in the bar went low and a spotlight illuminated the stage. Santana turned around to face the stage. Brett was sitting on a stool in the middle of the stage, holding a guitar. Tina was on one side sitting with her own guitar while Puck was on the other side with a small drum. "Quinn, what is he doing?" Santana asked, looking at Quinn. She was grinning ear to ear but said nothing.
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