*creeps back in, drops off a chapter and runs back off*

I honestly didn't want to continue this story even though I completely had it already mapped out in my mind. Before this month it was the WORST year of my my life. Lost a few loved ones, bad breakup, stressful job, my phone and my tablet that I write on got stolen all around the same time. So I was depressed for a while and I tried writing but Brittany kept killing off everybody and its was angsty and depressing. I was floating through life just Tumbling and talking to my gays(my friends). At the beginning of last month I actually had walking pneumonia and then I had a little "episode" which I should have won an Oscar for it was really dramatic and I cried hysterically. I think I scared my family lol but after that I was all good. I guess I needed to get it out and now I'm pretty content with life :) *thumbs up*

Thank you for all the reviews I read them all. Every question asked will be addressed in this two part chapter. I broke it up in two chapters because it would have been well over 10k.

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Graphic language, violence, sexual content and all the good stuff so read at your own risk.

Chapter 13 Part 1

ROCK POV

"Wow kid I think you might be a better fighter than Brit and I." I state while wiping the blood from my hands.

"I'm a better fighter than you for sure but not better than Brittany by a long shot." Bails replies.

"Whatever you say kid."

"I'm not a kid so stop calling me that!" Bails snaps back.

"Sheesh sorry I didn't mean any harm. How are old are you anyway?. I ask.

"I'm a very mature ten years of age." He replies proudly.

I just chuckle because this kid reminds me so much of Brit.

"Wow ten huh? You're practically an adult." I joke earning me an eye roll.

Different scenarios keep running through my mind about him and where he came from. I wonder where his parents are or maybe he is an orphan just like me. Believe it or not there aren't many orphans at the Pits and most assassins usually have families. Even the ones that don't have families usually get adopted into one at an early age, but there are a few who are exceptions like Brittany, myself, and Bails. We are some of the few that don't have families because nobody wanted us. So we've been here our entire lives unlike others that were chosen by an elite recruiting team and trained to be assassins. By the time Bails was born I would have been sixteen which is the age that the boys go out on missions. In fact I was out on a mission when I learned of Rayne's death. I took her death extremely hard because I was so in love with her and we would fool around like two love sick teenagers.

When I first found out about her death I blamed Blue because I thought that it was her fault. I later realized that she was just as distraught as I was and had no knowledge of the boss's minions were running their big mouths and I overheard them saying she had Rayne killed for almost stabbing Brittany. I blame the boss for making us fight like savages and putting pressure on us to be killers. Ever since Rayne's death I have been hiding a slow burning hatred for the boss. So that's why I'm going to help Blue take her out. I've been waiting for the perfect opportunity to get my revenge and Blue's rebellion is the perfect time.

SANTANA POV

My eyelids feel heavy and I don't think I can lift them even if I tried. My body is sore including the stinging of my split lip and the slow throb of my wrist. I can just imagine what the nasty bruise looks like on my jaw from where Britt's mom struck me. You know how people say they feel like they've been hit by a truck, well I feel like I've been hit by a freight train. Yes I Santana Lopez is on the receiving end of an ass whooping. To be fair I did get in a few good shots and if I had super human abilities I'm pretty sure I would have kicked her ass.

What's done is done I guess, and my only problem now is convincing Britt not to go all murder assassin on her mom. Of course I think her mom shouldn't be let off so easily but I could never live with myself knowing that I was the reason she killed her. Also don't think I'm crazy okay but I believe most of the things Britt's mom has done came from a good place. There has to be a logical reason behind all this and I think Britt needs to find that out before taking any drastic action. Now the hard part is convincing my stubborn little blonde this.

Speaking of Britt she's been up doing god knows what and I'm too tired to even find out. Some time during the night we switched positions and instead of her laying her head in my lap, I ended up sprawled on top of her. I'm not complaining though she's like the world's best body pillow. Earlier I was super grumpy when she placed several kisses on my face goading me to wake up. Of course I only let out out an aggravated groan and snuggled even closer into her.

After a while I guess she realized that I wasn't waking up and resorted to gently sitting up moving me along with her. She cradled me to her chest tenderly as if I was an infant child. I slowly opened my eyes and was met with her bright blue ones staring down at me. I remember her smiling at me and whispering "continue sleeping beautiful", then she placed a soft kiss on my forehead. My eyes automatically closed at the contact and I fell back into my deep slumber.

That was the last thing I remember and now I'm waking up more groggy than ever.

"Looks like the sandman made a visit to someone last night." I hear Britt say in between heavy panting.

I slowly open my eyes at the sound of her voice. It takes a few seconds for the blurriness fade and that's when I get full sight of her. My eyes widen in surprise, the air that surrounds us suddenly becomes thick, and I think I just lost all function in my brain.

"Uhhh." Is the only sound that I can manage to get out.

"Close your mouth San." I hear her giggle.

Hell I didn't even know my mouth was open and I'm pretty sure I'm about to start drooling soon. Right in front of me is Brittany clad in only a sports bra and boxers doing pull-ups on an old exposed pipe that's running the expanse of the wall. She looks amazing and you can't even tell that she had been so bruised and battered last night. My eyes darken as they roam her torso and when they finally meet hers she momentarily gets distracted and stops mid pull up. After a few seconds she continues her workout but her eyes never leave mine.

"W-where are your clothes?" I squeak out and I realize how dry my throat is.

"No good morning first?" Britt says with a knowing smirk.

"Uh good morning?" I say unsure of what's going on.

"Good morning San how did you sleep?" She asks casually.

"I slept okay but you didn't answer my question." I state.

"Well I needed to workout but you looked so exhausted so I thought I would let you rest."

"I know Britt but that doesn't explain why you're half naked right now." I reply.

I watch as she lets out a bashful grin then release the pipe dropping back down to her feet.

"The floor is hard and it gets cold sometimes so I um... I wanted to make you as comfortable as possible. So I used my shirt to make you a pillow and I put my hoodie on you in case you got cold." Brittany explains while rubbing the back of her neck.

Never in my entire life have I seen someone look so adorable and sexy at the same time as Britt do right now. A wide grin spreads across my face and I'm pretty sure I'm sporting the same goofy look that she has.

"Okay what about the pants then Britt?" I question her in a teasing tone.

"They're skinny jeans San. They make your legs and butt look great but not the best for working out."

I nod accepting her answer because it a very valid reason not to be wearing any.

"Thank you." I say dreamily.

"It's the least I can do considering everything." She says while slowly making her way over to me.

She squats down and I can see that she is giving me a once over and taking in all of my injuries. I'm also giving her once over but it's for an entirely different reason. I mean come on boobs, abs, thighs I don't know what to stare at the hardest. I know I'm being a total perv right now but considering the situation I think it's totally excusable.

"San."

"Hmm." I say still distracted.

I feel her hand cup my bruised cheek lightly and slightly turn my face upwards to meet her eyes. I notice the intensity in her blues eyes and they are unusually dark with emotion.

"Are you in pain?" She asks me in a shaky voice.

I honestly forgot about the pain but now that she mentioned it the pain comes back in full force.

"I'm fine." I lie not wanting her to worry.

She runs her thumb over my bruised cheek and I jerk back letting out a hiss at the contact.

"You're lying."

Damn she's good.

"Come here San."

Before I can ever register what she is doing she scoops me up bridal style.

"Britt what are you doing?"

"Quiet." She says and carefully sits on the ground cradling me into her chest like earlier.

I look up at her ready to give her this whole spill about her being rude but before I can respond she kisses me. Of course I forget all about chastising her and enjoy her soft lips on mine. After a few seconds of kissing things are starting to really heat up. No it's literally starting to heat up like my temperature is rising or something. A warm sensation is following throughout my body and I pull back from the kiss to study Britt. I'm not quite sure whats happening and it all feels so foreign.

"Britt I feel..." I can't even describe how I am feeling right now.

"I'm healing you Santana now lay your head back on my chest."

"Wait you can do that?" I ask completely shocked.

"Yeah I can but only a little to lessen your pain."

"H-How?"

"You know how I heal myself?"

I nod telling her to continue.

"Well I found out by accident that I can heal others as well. Remember when I told you how they use to try make to me hurt animals. Well one day I discovered that I could do the opposite. There was this rabbit that had two of its legs broken by Richard and he decided to throw it in the room with me. The poor thing was suffering and in so much pain. I felt bad so I picked it up and cradled it to me like I'm doing with you. After about a few minutes of that the rabbit started moving his broken legs and eventually was able to hop again. So I started testing it out on animal after animal and I even got Rayne to let me test it out on her."

"You didn't kiss her did you?" I ask not even hiding my jealousy.

"No silly I just laid my hands on her. You're my first... everything." Brittany says shyly and my heart is doing somersaults right now knowing that I've been the only one.

"I'm glad that I am." I say smiling up at her.

"Me too." She replies.

"So will you you be able to heal me completely?" I ask out of curiosity.

"No I won't be able to completely heal you because you are human and it would be too much for your body to handle. However it will feel like a low dose of pain meds and an energy boost so you won't be in so much pain and discomfort."

"Okay." I say snuggling back into her.

Brittany POV

San has drifted back off to sleep and I'm still doing my best trying to heal her without going overboard. What I didn't tell her is that she actually is taking energy away from me and leaving me in a weakened state.. Since she's not Sambien her body is basically absorbing the energy instead of letting it pass through her. Humans are not meant to heal quickly because their bodies take time repairing itself with care and precision. Too much of my energy will cause her to overdose and crash leaving her in a worse state than she previously was.

I can't help feeling guilty and think that all of this is my fault. Even though I know she doesn't blame me, I still dragged her into this unwillingly and look what my mother did to her. I can literally feel my blood boiling at thought of my mother hurting her. Seeing Santana hurt surpasses all the pain and trauma I went through as a kid.. I will make her pay for this but I need to figure out a way to do it and ensure Santana's safety as well. This will be extremely difficult now that my mother has figured out that she can use Santana as a bargaining tool. I also have to factor in that Santana is so damn stubborn and will never willingly leave the Pits without me.

I continue to think of ways that I could possibly get San out of the Pits but my thoughts are interrupted as my warning senses go off. I can sense someone approaching fast and I have about five minutes to wake Santana up and get dressed at the same time.

"San baby wake up." I say while nudging her.

She doesn't budge in fact all I get is a groan in return.

"Santana you have to get up!" I say a more forcefully and shake her a little harder.

I guess she must sensed the urgency in my voice because her eyes pop open in alert. I watch as she nervously survey the room then look back at me.

"W-what's going on?"

"San we are about to have some company and I need to get up and get dressed."

Santana immediately hops out of my lap and stands up wobbling slightly. She have the most bewildered look on her face and if the situation wasn't so serious I would be laughing at her right now.

Not wasting anymore time I grab my shirt and throw it on quickly then scramble to my feet.

"Britt your pants!" Santana shouts then runs and get my pants tossing them at me.

You should see me right now trying to wiggle into these tight jeans. I look like an idiot hopping up and down trying to get the pants up my legs. Finally I'm able to get them up to my waist and Santana helps me zip and fasten them. We look like two scared teenagers about to be caught having sex by their parents. The situation in itself is hilarious and I think we are both trying so hard not to crack up laughing. I'm brought back to reality when I hear several foot steps fastly approaching the door. I stand in front of her placing her behind me to protect her from who ever is coming to the door. I feel her hug my waist from behind and bury her face in my back trying to stifle her laughter.

"San don't make laugh I need to be serious right now." I say in between giggles failing to keep my composure.

The door swings open revealing the the two guards who I refer to as Bulk and Skull.

"Sup dykes..." his speech falters as he take in the scene before him.

A very flustered me and a laughing Santana hugging me from behind.

"What's so funny?" Bulk demands.

"Your face." I dead pan and Santana cracks up even more.

"I don't have time for this crap Blue! We came here to move you and your pet to your old living quarters." He tells me in annoyance.

"No I don't want go back there." I state.

"You think I'm asking you? This is a direct order from the boss so I'm telling you."

"I should have know that she had something to do with this. Well you can tell her to go hell because I'm not going"

"She knew that you would say that and she wants me to tell you that you have no choice in the matter. She is also extending a dinner invitation to the both of you this evening. So we are to escort you to your old living quarters so that you can get cleaned up and be presentable." Bulk explains.

"Oh and before you protest she said you must attend or you know what will happen." He says with a knowing smirk.

My body stiffens at the threat that I'm receiving and of course I know what he is talking about. I figured out my mother's game when she first kidnapped Santana. She plans on using San as leverage to make me comply to her every wish. It's a smart and very tactical move to take your opponent's weakness and use it against them. Everyone knows by now that Santana is my weakness and she always will be. Torture doesn't work on me because I'm too resilient and she can't out smart me so she has to use the only thing that will break me and that's Santana. She's such a conniving bitch and I wish I can get San to see that. I guess for now I will play a part in my mother's game and will continue to let her use Santana as a pawn. It won't work for long though after all I am my mother's daughter.

"Okay fine." I finally concede.

"Good now let's get going." Bulk says while gesturing towards the door.

"Wait so it's only you two transporting us?" I ask.

He opens the door wider to reveal at least five other assassins waiting in the hall.

"Ah I see I thought mommy dearest was slacking in the defense department."

"They are just back up, the two of us could have handled you if necessary." He replies clearly offended.

"Oh please even Skull over the knows that isn't true. He looks like he's getting ready to piss his self in fear right now." My snarky retort earns a snort from Santana who is still behind me.

"Whatever let's just get going but first put these on." He says tossing me a pair of handcuffs.

"Cuff yourself to each other." He demands.

"Is this really necessary?" I complain while cuffing my right wrist and grabbing San's left and cuffing hers.

"There happy?" I say in annoyance and lift our cuffed writs to show him.

"Yes now let's get a move on."

As we are walking out of the door I feel Santana grab my cuffed hand with hers and intertwine our fingers. She gives me an assuring smile and I know going back to the room where I spent most of my 16 years at the Pits will be a lot easier now that she is by my side.

ROCK POV

It feels like we have been walking in circles for hours. I swear this is same corridor that Bails said will lead us to the basement. He believes that Brittany and Santana are there but he said that like thirty minutes. I'm beginning to wonder if my tour guide is lost.

"Bails are you sure this is the way to basement?"

"Yeah I'm sure and we're almost there. I can't wait to see Brittany and Santana will be so proud that I went and got help!" Bails say excitedly.

"Yeah I'm sure she will bud I just hope that they are safe and sound."

"There it is!" Bails says in alert.

We'll I'll be damned the kid is right and at the end of the hall is the big brass door leading to the basement. Bails grabs my hand and practically drags me down the rest of the hallway and when he goes to the door I stop him.

"Um maybe you should let me go in first." I suggest.

"Why? There isn't any danger if it was I would be able to sense it and besides I'm probably the better fighter between the both of us."

This kid and his smart mouth. Of course I knew there wasn't any danger but I just want to go in and check it out first to make sure the girls aren't in a compromising position.

"No Bails there isn't any danger but I need to go in first just in case..." How can I explain this to a little kid? Oh I know!

"Just in case they are doing adult things that someone your age shouldn't see." I say hoping that he will just drop it.

"Okay." He says and concedes to my surprise.

"Okay?" I as a little unsure.

"Yeah you want to make sure they're not having sex."

"WHAT?!" I'm pretty sure my eyeballs are about to pop out of my head.

"They love each other right, like lesbians or something?"

I'm in complete shock I didn't even know this kid knew about things like that.

"What do you know about lesbians?" I ask out of curiosity.

"Not a whole lot other than a girl loving a girl romantically part but I know for sure that Brittany and Santana are Soul mates." He explains.

"How do you know that you're only ten?"

"I can feel it. When I was with Santana I could feel Brittany in her mind, heart, and her soul. I thought it was strange until I met you and Brittany in Molasses forest and it was the same thing with Brittany. Her whole essence was Santana and it's like they are two kindred souls that were destined to meet, destined to be together, and I honestly don't think one can survive without the other. Their souls have found a home in each other and that's where they will stay forever."

I'm beyond shock right now because this ten year old kid just said the most profound thing I've ever heard. He is absolutely right and I picked up on it the first time I met them but I could have never describe it in such a way that he had.

"Wow Bails I would have never in a million years been able to explain that. You're a genius kid."

"I know."

I let out a chuckle because he definitely need to work on the whole humility thing but that will definitely be a later time.

"Okay so now that we agreed that I will be the one going in first I'm going to go down and check things out. We both can go in but you have to stay on the top step okay and once I see that they are decent I will call for you. Got it?"

"Got it." Bails replies and gives me a thumbs up.

I open the brass door and it makes the most irritating screeching sound. If they didn't know we were outside before they definitely know now. I step inside of the basement and I'm immediately hit with the pungent smell. If I wasn't already use to it from years of experience I definitely would be puking my guts out right now.

"I don't think I will ever get use to this smell." Bails says in disgust.

"Me either buddy. Now remember to wait here until I give you the okay."

Bails nods his head letting me know that he understood. I slowly make my way down the stairs and I think to myself maybe I should call out to them because I don't want to see any lady action either.

"Brittany! Santana!" After no response I continue down the stairs and when I reach the bottom I begin to survey the room. Nothing... I see nothing. Maybe Bails was mistaken and got the wrong room.

"Hey Bails come down here!" I yell.

Just as expected Bails practically comes flying down the stairs taking them two at a time.

"Are they decent?" He asks but like me a few moments ago he realizes that the basement is and Brittany and Santana are no where to be found.

"Bails are you sure this is the right room?" I ask.

"Yeah I'm positive this is the room they kept Santana and I in." He says with conviction and I believe him.

"Hmm... they must have been moved."

"You are correct Rock they were moved at my request."

I nearly jump out of my skin when I hear the Boss's booming voice sounding like its coming from an intercom.

"What did you do with them?" I ask urgently.

"Oh calm down I moved them to Blue's old living quarters. They are perfectly fine so you have nothing to worry about."

I let out a sigh of relief knowing that they are safe.

"I can't believe my ears right now. Rock was that a sigh of relief I just heard, when did you become so soft? You use to despise Blue and now all of a sudden you're best buddies. Don't tell me you let her charm you too."

I clench my jaw so hard to prevent me from telling this lady where she can shove all of the bullshit she is saying.

"I don't have a problem with Brittany I was only doing what you asked boss." I say through clenched teeth.

"Brittany? You're on a first name basis with her and now it seems like you two are joined at the hip. What's the second rule of the assassin's code?" She asks.

"I don't see what this-

"Answer me!" She says in a booming voice and I think it might have startled Bails a little bit because from the corner of my eye I see him jump at the volume of her voice.

" The second rule of the Assassin's code is to never get attached to the target. However this different because Britt... I mean Blue is not an ordinary assignment she's one of us." I argue back.

"I know who she is! That's not the point, the point is I gave you an assignment and you failed to do as you were told."

"I tried and you of all people should know that it's not easy to get Blue to do anything that she doesn't want to do." I defended.

"Yes I know that all too well but I'm talking about the fact that you are helping her. Don't even deny it because I had someone keeping tabs on you as well. How do you think I found out Brittany's whereabouts and her involvement with Santana?"

This just piss me off further why would she even send me to do a job if she was going to have someone spying on me the whole time?

"I sent someone to spy on you because I know you not so secretly despise me. The moment an opportunity arise for you to destroy me you will take it without hesitation. So you can't blame me for wanting to make sure you weren't sneaking around behind my back and it seems like I was right. I don't really blame you though it's probably second nature since she is your sister and all. However I won't let you off the hook because you still defied me and you will be disciplined. So enjoy your stay in the basement for a few hours and I'll send my men to retrieve you for the big dinner party I'm having tonight. See you soon."

I'm too busy trying to process everything that she just said to me that I don't even register that she is locking us in here until I hear the click of the lock echo throughout the basement. I'm too stunned to even move right now the boss just dropped a major bombshell on me. I had no idea that Brittany and I were related, hell I didn't even know that I had any living relatives. My thoughts are interrupted by Bails and apparently he is thinking the same thing.

"Wait a minute if you and Brittany are siblings that must mean the boss is actually..."

"Your mother!"

"My mother!"

We say at the same time letting the shock set in.

Brittany POV

My heart is literally about to beat out of my chest as we are nearing my old living quarters. I haven't stepped foot in this room since I was sixteen years old and I was hoping to never see this room again. Santana must have sensed me about to panic because she starts to lightly stroke the back of my knuckles with her thumb and this instantly calms me. This is the only time that I am glad that Santana is here with me and that I don't have to go through this alone. Having her here gives me so much assurance and it makes being back here easier. I watch as she leans closely to me and whisper "I'm here for you Britt and we will face this together." I literally swoon at this and bring her hand up to my lips to kiss the back of it.

"Enough with the Lesbo stuff." I hear Bulk say in disgust.

"Let's just get this over with." I reply.

We arrive at the familiar door that I know all too well. I watch as Bulk pull out a key ring with what looks like one hundred plus keys on it. Of course it's not that many but it's seem like it is and I can't help but wonder what they all unlock. I must get my hands on those keys one way or another. I'm starting to get impatient because it seems like Bulk is taking his precious time finding the key to my room. I know that he is intentionally doing it and trying to prolong the process just to piss me off. The fact that he has that stupid smirk on his face only proves that he doing it just to mess with me. Before this whole escape the Pits thing is over and done with I'm going wipe that stupid smirk off his face permanently.

"Ah here we are!" He says with a huge smile on his face holding up they key.

"You knew where the key was the whole time asshole." I say under my breath.

Santana must have heard me because she let's out a light snicker.

Bulk proceeds to unlock the door and step inside with Santana and I following suit. My breath stills as the familiar stale crisp air hits me in full force. Chill bumps form all over my arms and every instinct in me is telling me to run.

"Breathe." Its a simply request coming from Santana but its what I needed.

I let out a the breath that I had been holding and I feel like my heart racing a thousand beats per minute.

"Well I'll leave you to alone now and remember dinner is at seven and we will back at ten til to escort you."

Bulk walks over to us and unlocks the handcuffs and quickly leaves the room leaving Santana and I alone. The tension is so thick that you can cut it with a knife and I'm pretty sure that I'm the one that's making it awkward. I look around and it's exactly the same as I remembered it. The gray brick walls, the white tile flooring, a single full sized bed tucked away in the corner, and one lone window that gives a great view of the ocean. The Pits sits on a cove and this view is the best thing about the room. I'm going through so many emotions right now, I hate that I'm back at this place but at the same time I'm so sad at how comforting it is to be back here.

When I was out doing my assassin jobs it got really lonely other than my encounters with Ariel and Santana, I only saw my assignments. I rarely even saw a fellow assassin on a job because we aren't allowed to assist with each other's assignment unless given direct order from the boss. So being back in this room reminded me of stability because no matter what went on in this place I could always come back her and have a piece of mind. This room never changed and I could be who ever I wanted to be here yet at this moment all I can feel is the sadness and pain that I was in.

"Hey Britt?"

"Yeah San?"

"How about you give me a tour of the place." Santana suggests.

This one of the many reasons that I love Santana because she senses I'm becoming depressed and is trying to make me feel better. The room isn't big by any means yet she suggested that I give her a tour to take my mind off the memories from the past.

"Um sure." I don't try to fight the smile that spreads across my face.

"So over there to the right is my closet, the bathroom is up ahead on the left and..." I grab her hand and lead her to my bed.

"This is where the magic happens." I say with while patting my bed.

Santana let's out a loud laugh at my crazy antics.

"Britt I think you've been watching too many MTV Cribs marathons."

"I just wanted to make you laugh San. Come lie down with me."

I lie down on the bed and it creeks out embarrassingly. Santana doesn't seem to mind though as she joins me on the bed. She lays her head on my chest and snuggles into me as close as possible and in return I let my arm rest comfortably around her waist. We lie in comfortable silence just staring at the ceiling for several minutes until Santana breaks the silence.

"Britt was it that a picture?" She asks pointing at the wall behind my bed board.

I look up and see a Polaroid picture that I forgot I even had. I actually thought I lost this picture but it looks like someone must have found it and returned it to my room. Its a picture of Rayne and I on her sixteenth birthday and in the picture we are hugging while sporting huge smiles on our faces. I reach up and grab the picture down and study it carefully.

"Wow I thought I lost this picture."

"Is that Rayne?" Santana asks.

"Yeah it is." I reply.

"Wow she was beautiful." Santana states in awe.

"Yeah she was."

I study the picture and I take in the younger me and I look like a complete geek especially compared to Rayne. I have a head full of big blond curls and I'm wearing bib overall shorts with a white t-shirt beneath. Rayne on the other hand has long straight dark brown locks hanging past her shoulders and the most gorgeous pink and white sundress on.

"How old were you in this picture?" Santana asks.

"I was thirteen." I respond.

"Wow you look just as old as she was."

"Yeah I know I've always looked and acted more mature than my age."

"I remember that day I think I was more excited for her birthday than she was. We weren't allowed to have any electronics but we paid one of the older assassins to buy us a Polaroid camera. We ended up getting busted with it but not before Rock could snap this picture of us. We would take turn keeping the picture and it was actually her time to keep it when she died. I had to sneak into her room and steal it back so that it wouldn't be thrown away. I actually thought I lost this picture three years later right before I went on my first assignment. I was so distraught and thought that I would never see it again."

My eyes begin to water and they're not tears of sadness but tears of joy that I'm reunited with this picture again.

"You cared a lot for her." Santana states.

"She was like the big sister I never had, my best friend and I looked up to her. Even though she was three years older than me she never treated me like I was just some dumb kid. I still haven't forgave myself for what happened to her. I just feel like if I wasn't such a show off maybe she wouldn't have wanted to beat me so bad. She wouldn't have tried to back stab me and my mother wouldn't have executed her."

A single tears slides down my face but Santana immediately wipes it..

"It's not your fault Britt so please don't ever believe that. You didn't execute her that was all your mother's doing and you couldn't have know things would go that way."

"But-"

"No buts Brittany. What happened to Rayne wasn't your fault and you need to start believing that. The same with this current situation I know you blame yourself for everything that's happened but not everything is your fault. You can't help that you're mom's a crazy bitch, you can't help that you ran into my car that night, you can't help that I was too stubborn to listen to you, and the list goes on. Britt baby you have to stop carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders and taking blame for things that you have control over. You'll wear yourself down if you continue on this way and I refuse to let you do that."

A rush of tears come streaming down because everything Santana is saying is true. I've placed the blame on myself for years and I have to realize that some things are beyond my control. Everything happens for a reason and I don't have to always know the reason why.

I hug Santana tightly and sob as she clings to me for dear life. I think I'm making up for lost time in the crying department because that's all that it seems like I have been doing lately. Once my crying calms I feel like a weight has been released off of me. I was so emotionally exhausted and didn't even realize it. I'm so thankful for Santana its like she is my safety net and I know she will catch me if I fall, then put me back together if I brake into pieces. No matter what happens she will be the only person that have my heart.

My hold eases on Santana but she only snuggles closer a let out a yawn.

"We can take a nap for a few hours if you want it's only about three in the afternoon. We can get ready for this dinner when we wake up." I suggest.

Santana only nods and bury her face in my neck.

I don't know what my mother has planned for this dinner tonight but I just know that it won't end well. I can only imagine what kind of trick she has up her sleeve. I'll guess I'll have to see tonight but for now I'm going to enjoy cuddling with the most amazing girl in the world.

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Oh before I forget special thanks to Castlewalls7: Thanks Ritaaaaa :D

Up next Santana will be having dinner with her mother in-law lol craziness lies ahead. Part two will be up no later than Thursday I haven't had time to edit or review it. Next update won't be so long now that have more free time. Bless all fic writers who can update every few days I know that it takes a lot. SN: This story only have 3 possibly 4 chapters left.