Another chapter yay this is personally one of my favorites. Interesting fact I wrote most of chapter 5 which is the next chapter before I did this one.
Arie: I actually have never seen Dark Angel I'm a die hard Buffy fan so other than LostGirl shows like DA, Alias, or anything of that nature never really appealed to me. With that being said I went and did some research aka Wikipedia and omg I must admit they do have similar concepts and parallels. It definitely wasn't my intent for it to be but Brittany is not DA, she was not created by the government or anything of that nature. She had parents and was born with these enhanced abilities. If it turns out to be exactly the same as DA let me know and I'll gladly credit it. I wish I could spoil it but it will all be explained as chapters go on.
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She could feel something being wrapped around her waist and something nuzzling into the crook of her neck. It was like something was trying to merge with her body. Blue eyes snap open and her body goes stiff as a board in alert. Her body is going into over drive as she looks down and is met with a face full of dark hair. For a minute she didn't know what was going on and then it hit her... Santana.
What was Santana doing to her she couldn't figure out why the brunette was wrapping around her like this. It's far too intimate and she isn't use to this kind of physical contact. It made her feel warm all over and she is sure her heart is going to beat out of her chest. She wonders if Santana is conscience of what she is doing but the brunette seems to be sound asleep.
Curiosity gets the better of her as she presses her nose into dark tresses and inhales. This is totally creeper status she thinks but Santana smells amazing like fresh flowers. She immediately scolds herself for the lack of restraint and returns to her rigid state. Unsure of what she should do next she decides that the best thing to do is to lie still until the Santana wakes up.
She had been laying there for about fifteen minutes well fourteen minutes and thirty-two seconds, when she finally feels Santana begin to stir and she tenses even more. She is worried Santana might get mad because she didn't wake her up but its not like she made Santana do it. Brittany braces herself for what was to come.
Santana has never slept so good in her life she is enveloped in warmth and she is super comfy. She still has her eyes closed but she hugs on to her pillow tighter but when she hears a sharp intake of breath she becomes alarmed. Wait a minute pillows don't breathe and brown eyes flew open and her body stiffens as realization hit her.
All of the events from last night came rushing back to her and she looks up and is met with bright blue orbs.
"Um hi." Brittany says shyly.
"Hey." Santana replies with a smile that instantly turned into mortification as she realizes that she is using the blonde as a body pillow.
"Omg Britt I'm so sorry I didn't mean to practically bear hug you in my sleep." Santana says as she shuffles away from the blonde to her side of the bed.
"It's okay San it was actually kind of nice, weird, but nice."
Even though Brittany was trying soothe her she was dying from embarrassment and her whole face felt really hot. She put her pillow over head and groaned loudly. After a few minutes she felt the pillow being lifted from her face and saw Brittany staring down at her smiling, so she just smiled back. The stayed like this for several seconds until Santana's blaring alarm clock broke their smiling contest.
"Ahhhh what is that sound!" Brittany covered both of her ears and started squirming around in the bed.
"It's my alarm clock Britt I'm sorry." Without thinking Santana climbs over the blond and smacks the alarm to shut it off.
In this position Santana's boobs are directly aligned with Brittany's face. She tries to look everywhere else but she was failing. Santana has on a tight cami tank top that shows ample amount of cleavage and its driving the blonde insane.
"Okay it's off now!" Brittany announces with urgency and Santana lays back down on the bed with a smirk on her face.
"They are just boobs even you have them." Santana says clearly amused with the blonde's behavior.
"Yeah but mine are no where near gigantic as yours." Brittany says earning her a smack on the arm from the brunette.
"Ugh shut up Britt they are not that big!"
"Ha ha they're massive! I didn't even know they could get that big." Brittany teases the brunette but truthfully besides hers, Santana's boobs were the only ones she had ever seen.
Santana playfully tried to pounce on the blonde but Brittany caught her and using her superior strength hoisted the brunette above her.
"Oh my god Brittany put me down." Santana demands.
"Sure thing lightweight." Brittany sits Santana on her lap and looks up at her and smile.
Santana take in Brittany's messy bed head and dopey smile and gives her a matching smile of her own. The room suddenly becomes silent as they both realized that neither of them want to address the elephant in the room. There are so many questions that Santana needed answers to. She is scared of the unknown but she knows its a conversation they need to have.
"Look Brittany I-
"Shhh." Brittany suddenly interrupts.
"Don't shush me we have some serious things-
"Be quiet Santana." Brittany says in a stern voice.
"Who the hell do you mmmpf." Brittany covers Santana's mouth with her hand to try to muffle the sound.
"I think someone's in your house." Brittany states and the brunette's eyes go wide.
Santana doesn't hear anything but Brittany just heard the turning of her front door handle.
"I'm going to go check it out." Brittany moves to get up but Santana doesn't budge.
"I'm coming with you." Santana states stubbornly.
"No Santana you're going to stay up here and don't come out until I come and get you." Brittany carefully pushes the brunette to the side and stalks towards the door.
Santana trails behind her with every intent of following the blonde. Brittany turns around and glares at Santana stopping her dead in her tracks.
"Stay." Brittany commands in a deadly tone but Santana doesn't back down.
"I am not some dog you can give orders too." Santana hisses out.
Brittany reaches out and gently caresses Santana's cheek while looking at her with gentle eyes and in the softest voice she simply says "stay."
Santana watches as Brittany as walks out the door and closes it behind her. She reaches up and touch her cheek where the blonde's hand once rested.
"Wow."
Brittany hears movement coming from downstairs as she slowly moves to the staircase. She peeres around the corner to see if she could spot the intruder but she can't. She doesn't want to take the risk of one of the stairs creaking so she decides to jump the whole staircase. With as much strength she could muster she leaps down the full fight of stairs and gracefully landed with a soft thud.
She stands and start to inch her way toward the kitchen where she can hear the intruder making a lot of noise. For someone who is trying to be sneaky they sure make a lot of noise. As she approach the kitchen she can see the intruder they sent and its a blonde female who is few inches shorter than her with a shoulder length haircut.
Brittany snorts this girl looked more like she should be an actress or a model. She knows she could take her but she also know to never underestimate an opponent. At this moment the girl looked up and they make eye contact.
"Who the fuck are you?" They both question at the same time.
"What are you doing in Santana's house?" The girl asked.
"How do you know Santana?" Brittany snap back.
It looks like they are at a stand still so Brittany decided that she is done playing nice.
"State your name and relation to Santana or else I'll be forced to take matter into my own hands." Brittany says in a deadly tone.
"Look here bitch I don't know who you think you are but ahhhh!" Before the girl can finish the sentence she finds herself being lifted off the ground.
It's been ten minutes exact and still Brittany hasn't come back and Santana is getting really worried. Maybe I can just go and peak and see what's going on. Just as Santana was about to walk out her room she hears someone scream. She rushes out her door and down the stairs praying Brittany is alright.
Once Santana gets down the stairs in record time she looked around and doesn't see Brittany so there is only one place she could be and that is in the kitchen. As soon as Santana walks into the kitchen she is not prepared for what she see.
"Oh my god Quinn!" Santana says in shock as she sees her best friend raised high in the air struggling to loosen Brittany's grip.
"You know her Santana?" Brittany questions unfazed by Quinn's attempts to free herself.
"Yeah you idiot she is my best friend!" Quinn shouts angrily.
Brittany acts like she is going to lower Quinn to the floor but suddenly lifts her up quickly as if she was doing arm workouts with dumbbell weights.
"I wasn't talking to you I was talking to Santana." Brittany says then lowers Quinn only to lift her up again.
"Ahhh I think I'm going to be sick." Quinn says.
Santana walks up to Brittany and gently touches her arm. "It's okay Britt she is my best friend and she has a key to my house although I don't know why she didn't call first."
"I did call and if you wasn't so busy fucking J.I. Jane here you would have heard your phone ringing. Now call off your damn guard dog!" Quinn says harshly.
"Hey don't talk to San like that." Brittany says then lifts Quinn up again.
Santana knew she had to step in because Quinn was starting to turn green in the face and was looking like she was going to blow chunks everywhere.
"Hey Brittany can you please put her down she's starting to look a little green." Santana said in a sweet voice while rubbing the blonde's arm soothingly.
"Okay." Brittany gently places Quinn back on the floor.
Quinn immediately doubled, put her hands on her knees, and started to dry heave.
"Are you okay Quinn?" Santana asks then walks over and rubs her back.
Brittany watches on and she doesn't like seeing Santana touching someone else in that manner so she looks away.
"I think I saw my life flash before my eyes. Are you a fucking she hulk or something?" Quinn says dramatically as she takes large gulps of air.
"Hey Britt do you think you can leave me and Quinn alone so we can talk?" Santana asks.
"Fine." Brittany says angrily and walks out of the room.
Santana doesn't know what that's all about but it will have to wait until later. Right now she has serious damage control to do with her bestie. She helps Quinn over to the table and pulls out a chair for her to sit. The she grabs her a bottle of water and hands it to her while she sits opposite of her best friend.
"So you want to tell me who the hell is that." Quinn starts.
"That's Brittany" Santana states the obvious.
"No shit Sherlock but why is she here and why did she go all psycho on my ass?"
"Look Brittany is my... she didn't quite know what the blonde was... um personal trainer."
"Oh so that's what you call your little hookups now? They are usually gone by now."
Santana really doesn't need Quinn judging her right now and she's going through enough as is.
"Brittany thought you were an intruder and so did I but it's my fault for having my phone on silent." Santana really doesn't have time to come up with a good excuse but she's just trying to save her ass.
"Look Q, Brittany is a new friend of mine and you're my best friend and I really want you two to get along. So can you please be civil towards her?" Santana pleads.
Quinn crosses her arms and leans back in the chair. "If she apologizes then sure."
"Thanks Q this is really important to me and I appreciate." Santana says and goes over to hug Quinn.
"Hey Santana how much do you think Brittany can bench press?" Quinn asks seriously and Santana just laughs it off.
Okay one down and one to go, she makes her way to the living room.
She spots Brittany sitting by the window sill looking out the window. She walks over and stands next to the blonde.
"Hey." Santana says barely above a whisper.
She see blue eyes look at her then back out the window. Okay so apparently Britt was upset with her.
"Hey Brittany what's wrong please talk to me."
"I'm such an idiot Santana, Quinn is right and I actually do feel bad that I was going to kill her." Brittany says with a sigh.
"It didn't look like you were going to kill her to me Britt." Santana says and goes to sit right next to the blonde.
"Yeah I was going to snap her neck until she mentioned you then I thought maybe she was someone important and I didn't want to cause you that kind of grief."
Santana is taken back by Brittany's confession. "Well I'm glad you spared her life maybe you shouldn't tell her that when you talk to her."
"What do you mean by talk to her San?"
"Well she wants an apology you from you Britt."
"Oh come on, no way!" Brittany vigorously shakes her head, she never apologizes.
"Britt I really need you two to get along please at least do it for me." Santana gives her best pout hoping to persuade the blonde.
"Okay fine but I'm only doing it for you." Brittany states.
"Thanks B you're the best!" Santana leans in and gives Brittany a kiss on the cheek.
The blonde starts blushing. "If you would have gave me a kiss to begin with you would have saved a lot of time." Brittany smirks and gets up heading towards the kitchen with Santana following close behind shaking her head.
As Brittany walk into the kitchen Quinn stands up and meet her half way.
"We got off on the wrong start and I am really sorry and would love if I could have a do over." Brittany says as sincere as possible.
"Apology accepted and I would like to start over also. Quinn states.
Brittany grabs Quinn's hand and kisses it while giving her a charming smile. "Hi my name is Brittany it's a pleasure to meet you."
Quinn giggles and blushes at the fact that Brittany is taking starting over literally. "Hi I'm Quinn and its a pleasure to meet you as well."
Santana watches the exchange between the two and although she thought Brittany was laying it on a bit too thick, she was really happy to see the two making amends.
"You're really pretty Quinn." Brittany sates.
"Awww thank you. You're really pretty as well and you have beautiful eyes." Quinn replies.
Wait a minute now what's going on here Santana thought. Why is Brittany flirting with her best friend and why is Quinn acting like a teenage girl getting a compliment from a crush. Santana doesn't like it one bit and she knew it was completely innocent but she can't seem to keep down the green-eyed monster. Besides neither of them has even acknowledged her existence and she is feeling a little left out.
"Would you two like me to leave the room so you can mount each other?" Santana asks while rolling her eyes.
Brittany just gives her a curious look while Quinn smirks knowingly.
"Britt and I was just getting acquainted isn't that what you wanted?"
Quinn know damn well what she is doing Santana thinks.
"Whatever, anyways Quinn where is your girlfriend I'm surprised she's not up your ass like she usually is."
"Oh shut up and she was suppose to be meeting me here." As soon as Quinn says this the door swings open and Rachel walks in a beelines straight for Quinn.
Santana feels Brittany tense up be side her ready to go into attack mode so she grabs her arm and shakes her head letting her that it was okay.
"I missed you so much honey." Rachel says then gives Quinn a quick peck on the lips.
"Ew that's disgusting besides you live together and just saw each other not that long ago. How could you possibly miss her?" Santana loves baiting Rachel and she could tell that the girl was going to go on a rant.
"I'll have you know that it is possible to miss someone you love every second of the day but you wouldn't know... oh." Rachel stops mid rant as she spots Brittany and a huge grin spreads on her face.
"Well hello there and who might you be?" Rachel directs the question to Brittany but Santana takes it upon herself to answer it.
"I'll make the introductions around here, Brittany this is Hobbit and Hobbit this is Brittany. She's Quinn girlfriend and I talk to her by association not by choice." Santana says with a satisfied smirk.
"Oh give it a rest Satan!" Rachel snaps back.
Being the usual referee between the two Quinn decides to intervene.
"Okay you two you we don't want Brittany here to actually think that you're sworn enemies so knock it off."
Santana just folds her arms while Rachel mumbles something to the likes of she started it first. Brittany finds the interaction between the three quite amusing. Figuring it would be polite she goes to properly introduce herself.
"Hey I'm Brittany it's nice to meet you Hobbitt." Before she could even reach her hand out she hears Santana double over in laughter while Rachel just glares at her.
"What did I say something wrong?" Brittany asks in confusion.
"No you're perfect." Santana says while still laughing.
"Come on Santana before I have to hear a never ending lecture about me not controlling your behavior." Quinn whispers harshly as she drags Santana out into the living room.
"Okay so what's the game plan for today because I spoke to Mike this morning and he has everyone prepared for the crowd we're going to bring in this week."
As Quinn spoke Santana realizes that it's Monday and she totally forgot all about work. This never happens and she has also forgot to call her crew and give them the overview of today's business plans.
"Hello are you listening to me?" Quinn asks after she doesn't get a response.
"I'm sorry Quinn but I can't work tonight. Look I know you're about to give me a lecture but I really need tonight off. I will call Mercedes and Tina, fill them in, and leave them in charge of the club tonight. They are perfectly capable of holding down the fort and with Puck overseeing the bar it will be like I'm still there." Santana rushes out hoping this will save her from a lecture.
Quinn just stares at her "is it because of Brittany?" she asks.
"Yes and no. I really need this time off and I know its the first day the Seafood festival is in town and the place will be packed but you know I wouldn't do it if I really didn't need it."
It was true Santana rarely took a night off from work.
"Okay and since I have been telling you that you need a night off it's fine. Although I wish you would have picked another time but its what ever." Quinn concedes.
"Thanks Q I reallly appreciate this."
"Yeah, yeah. So hey Brittany must be pretty good huh." Quinn states.
"What? Santana asks in confusion.
Quinn makes a V with her fingers places it over her mouth and licks her tongue in and out between it.
"Oh my god you're an idiot!" Santana laughs out and grabs a pillow and proceed to hit Quinn in the face with it
"Now come on before your girlfriend talks Brittany to death."
They walk back into the kitchen and sure enough Rachel is telling Brittany something about Broadway plays and the blonde looks like she had no clue what Rachel was talking about.
"Come on Rachel we should get going." Quinn interrupts.
"Okay wait Santana your not coming?"
"No Rachel she has the night off so we must get going." Quinn is trying to hurry her girlfriend out the door before she has time to ask a million questions about why Santana won't be working.
Santana is super grateful that Quinn is ushering Rachel out of her house, that girl can be just too nosy for her own good. Once she hears the front door shut she breathes a sigh of relief and turns back to find the blue eyed blonde staring at her intensely.
The air suddenly becomes thick and she starts to feel self conscience under Brittany's gaze.
"So." Santana says nervously while running her fingers through her hair.
"So." Brittany repeats her.
"So yeah that was Quinn and Rachel." Santana says trying to make conversation but Brittany kept staring at her.
"You're really beautiful San, stunning even." Brittany blurts out.
"I'm just now really seeing you and the way you interact with your friends is interesting a bit harsh at times but interesting nonetheless." Brittany states while walking closer and invading the brunette's personal space.
Santana is caught off guard and doesn't know how to respond so she just ducks her head down shyly to hide her blush.
After a few excruciating minutes Brittany steps back out of Santana's space. "What now?" the blonde asks.
"Well I'm not working tonight and we definitely need to talk."
"Yeah." Brittany nods her head in agreement.
"But... the night is young and we have plenty of time for that." Santana grabs Brittany by the hand and leads her out the kitchen.
So I know this chapter didn't really explain what Brittany is but I wanted to show her interacting with people in Santana's life. The next chapter will definitely have more details and explain more about Brittany's past I promise. So thanks for reading and I appreciate all feedback.
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