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Santana checked her watch as she exited the house. She had gotten back an hour ago but when Brittany sensed that she was nervous and confronted her about it the Latina had told her she needed to go and run an errand which she hadn't had chance to do as she had no other choice but to follow Shelby out into the desert. She knew it was a lie but what else could she tell her?

Brittany had reluctantly agreed but she knew that she would be safe and back to spend the night. Ever since she had left without a word for three days she had been reluctant to let the other woman out of her sight, knowing that she should have been there to help her when she was near breaking point. She knew what had gone down in those three days was none of her business but she couldn't help but be a little curious. As her girlfriend she wanted to know how to make her feel better and she couldn't do that when Santana shut herself off from the world around her. So, she had decided to let her go and try and broach the subject later on when Santana was feeling a little better and willing to speak on the matter.

Brittany watched from her bedroom window as Santana made her way across the street to get into her Supra, firing it up and speeding off. Turning back to her room she decided to finally catch up on her latest Pretty Little Liars DVD that was resting on the dresser by her TV waiting to be watched. Inserting the DVD she pulled off her shirt and grabbed one of Santana's that she had left there and once she had pulled it on she slid into bed and turned the bedside lamp off, deciding to have a quiet early night in to herself whilst she waited for her girlfriend to return.

Meanwhile, Santana sped up into the hills, weaving around the tight turns of the 'rich district' until she reached the familiar house. Punching in the code she had been given at the gate she waited until it opened and pulled in, parking next to Cassandra's Mercedes.

She sighed as she got out and headed into the house to find the blonde on her own sat in a lavish arm chair with a glass of wine in one hand, a manilla file in the other. Cassandra had heard her enter and stood up, turning away from the view of Lima at night and slightly catching Santana off guard with her attire. The FBI agent was clad in nothing but her underwear and a thin black silk robe leaving nothing to the imagination as it sprayed out as she turned.

A grin on her face Cassandra took a few steps towards the Latina, Santana noticing that she was bare foot. She was definitely making herself at home, she thought, clearing her throat as she thought about the urgent matter which had brought her in the first place.

"Santana, what a nice surprise"

"Likewise. I think I have something"

"You do?"

"Yeah"

"Well, let me get changed into something more appropriate and we'll talk"

Santana nodded in response and Cassandra placed her wine down on the coffee table before heading towards her bedroom. Whilst she changed she called out to the other woman.

"So, how are things coming along as far as obtaining cars?"

"I'm racing Rory in a few days. It shouldn't be that hard though, easy pickings"

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yeah, I raced him after we finished my car. Trust me when I say it will be uneventful"

"Then I hope for your sake Miss Lopez that he doesn't have any tricks up his sleeves" She replied, coming out of the room now dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, a stark difference from the regal clothes that Santana was used to seeing her in. She motioned for the Latina to take a seat and Santana sat across from her as the blonde gracefully sat down on the leather ottoman. "So, what is it that you have for me?"

"I got back about twenty minutes ago from being out in the desert"

"What for?"

"Shelby took me and Letty out to this place and we were shown the prize for race wars"

"Ok, but what does this have to do with us?"

"She made it especially clear that Puck can't get his hands on the car. Apparently it is much more than the prize so I guess it serves a double purpose. I figured that this might be what Puck is preparing to transport, he just has to steal it first. I thought it was best to tell you in case it was important"

There was a pregnant pause in the conversation, Santana watching as the gears seamed to start turning in Cassandra's head at the new information. A few silent moments later she looked up and locked eyes with the Latina. "You were right to tell me. I think it has a good chance of being what he wants but we need more. Is there anything else you can tell me about it?"

"It's an R8, red in colour and it's completely modified, like it took thousands of dollars to design in a secret lab. Also, Shelby told me and Letty to keep it between ourselves as it's a sensitive subject. She's going to pick one of us to deliver it to specified location but we don't know when"

"Ok, we must assume that it is what Puck wants and he's probably going to want to move it fast. He could illegally trade it and if it's as modified as you say it is I have a feeling that he's going to sell it to the highest bidder. There must be something important about it so we have to hope he makes a move"

Santana frowned in confusion. "We do?"

Cassandra nodded. "Yes. That way we can pin him for stealing and planning to move something illegally, and knowing Puckerman he's going to have his whole crew in on it so we can bring them in at the same time"

"Ok, but what do you want me to do?"

"Bide your time, as I've said before. Beat Rory and Brody and go for Puck. Meanwhile we'll wait for him to make his move and when he does we'll bring him in on theft charges etc. Then once he's locked up all you have to do is wait for Shelby's go ahead, if you get picked, and transport the car. Then you're job will be done and you'll be free to go"

Her head shot up at the mention of finally being free of this whole undercover thing. "I will?"

The blonde nodded and smiled. "Of course, yes."

Not knowing how else to reply Santana just nodded. "Ok."

"Was that all Miss Lopez?"

"Oh, no. Here, I have a picture of the car"

Santana stood up and made her way over to her as she stood up. She held out her phone and Cassandra took it to get a proper look. She smiled as she handed the phone back to the Latina, clapping a hand to her shoulder and smiling sweetly. "Good work Santana"

In those few silent moments that followed Cassandra started leaning in and as soon as Santana realized what was happening she pulled away as if she had been burned, awkwardly scratching the back of her neck as she pocketed her phone. "I'll see you later"

And with that she quickly turned on her sneaker-clad heels and promptly exited the house, hopping into her car and speeding out onto the road. The feeling of her stomach rumbling temporarily dissolved the thoughts of what had just happened between her and Cassandra and she focused on the fact that she hadn't eaten since lunch earlier that day. She turned down a street to the right and made her way towards the first fast food joint she saw.

When she returned Quinn the others groaned at the fact that she hadn't brought them a share of her greasy order but Santana just waved them off and laughed as she made her way upstairs to her girlfriend's bedroom. She grinned as she opened the door to find Brittany curled up under the sheets watching Pretty Little Liars on her television and kicked the door shut behind her.

"Hey babe, look what I got!"

Brittany looked up at the sound of her girlfriend's voice and smiled, quickly pausing her DVD before turning back to her. She grinned as she hopped out of the bed, bouncing over to the Latina. She wrapped her arms around her neck from the side and placed a kiss on her cheek.

"For us?"

Santana nodded. "Yep, just us"

"You know the way to my heart already" She swooned, clasping a hand over her heart.

The other woman just laughed as she shook her head and placed the two McDonald's bags down on the bed. She turned to the blonde who still her arms locked around her neck and wrapped her arms around her waist pulling her flush to her front, placing a soft kiss to Brittany's lips.

"You're wearing my shirt" She whispered once they pulled apart, their noses inches apart as she glanced down at the mentioned item.

Brittany nodded sheepishly, brushing their noses together and nuzzling. "It was there"

Santana raised an eyebrow to which the blonde just shrugged. "Yeah, right...You hungry?"

Brittany nodded and became the one to initiate the kiss, letting it linger for a few more seconds before pulling away completely.

"Do you wanna watch Pretty Little Liars with me?"

Santana smiled as she sat down on the empty side of the bed, watching as Brittany rummaged through the bags of food. She chuckled aloud. "Sure, I'd love to"

The next day was another rainy day in Lima when the crew enjoyed their normal Saturday off. Today was a day where they could go and cool of and chill doing whatever they wanted. Letty had decided to lock herself and Mia away in their room for some quality time alone. Quinn and Rachel were taking advantage of the wet weather to do some wet training down at the docks (so that she could handled being on a wet surface instead of the normal dry road). Dani had headed over to Kitty's apartment to discuss the next step of her new car plan and to spend some quality time with her as well. Tina and Marley were downstairs currently in between playing the Playstation and discussing how they could make the car GPS system and communication better, as well as stealing impromptu make-out sessions whilst no one was around.

That just left Brittany and Santana. They had decided to opt for Letty's approach and locked themselves away in what had become their room. As the rain poured down heavily outside Santana was sat in between the blonde's legs as she let her hands work out the knots in her tensed up back. Clad in a wife-beater and jeans Santana let Brittany's hands work their magic.

They were sat in a comfortable silence when Brittany decided to finally broach the subject of earlier that week, knowing that this was the perfect opportunity to try and get the Latina to talk whilst she was somewhat relaxed.

"Santana?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?" She knew it was early as she had decided against it the day before but she found she couldn't help herself. Sometimes she couldn't help but let her curiosity get the better of her.

"Sure, go ahead"

"Earlier this week..."

Santana had a sinking feeling that she knew what this was about but instead of letting herself close off she knew that Brittany was someone she could trust with this. In fact, she was the only one. That's why she turned around to face the blonde. Her hands sliding up to Brittany's mid thighs and lifting slightly, signalling for her to lift them up, Brittany did as bade and let her legs raise up over Santana's, getting the idea and shuffling forward, letting them wrap around her waist somewhat loosely whilst Santana's splayed out behind her.

Now in a more comfortable position and face to face Santana took a quick but cleansing breath, readying herself for what she was about to talk about out loud. Brittany let her take the few moments to herself, not wanting to push, and when she felt Santana's hands rest on her hips she knew the Latina was ready to speak.

"I went on a bender. I know, and I'm sorry I didn't call you to let you know I was ok"

With a soft kiss to her tanned forehead Brittany nodded. "It's ok"

Feeling a little more at ease at the feeling of Brittany's lips on her forehead she felt herself a little more confident about opening up.

"What happened?"

"I had dinner with my grandmother and I brought something up that felt right in the moment but it turned out bad and bit me in the ass." She sighed, Brittany waiting patiently as she gathered her thoughts. "I thought it was right but I guess I still wasn't ready"

"What did you do?"

Santana could have cried at how soft Brittany's tone was. "I asked about my mother"

"The same one you haven't heard from since she left you when you were small?"

The other woman nodded. "Yes. I asked if my abuela had heard from her and she said yes, not long after I got back into Lima. It turns out all she wanted was money from me, probably to fuel her drug habit. I'm surprised she hasn't overdosed after all these years. She somehow found out I was making money again and wanted a loan from me and said she'd pay me back. My abuela told me that she then asked her for money before she refused and hung up. That's when I got upset and left"

"You left?"

The Latina nodded, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. "Yeah, well, I kinda stormed out"

"What do you mean?"

"I did exactly what I did when I left eight years ago Britt. I took it out on my abuela for no reason and now she probably thinks I hate her and we were just starting to get better"

"Ok, but why did you go on a bender? Surely you could have come and talked to me about it?"

She shook her head in response. "That's just it. I didn't want to be a burden to you, Britt. It was my problem and I had to take care of it myself. It wasn't just that though. I had so much more going on in my head I had to get away from everything to just deal with them without any distractions."

Brittany took a few moments to take in what her girlfriend had said. It was then that she leaned forward and pressed a comforting kiss to Santana's lips. "It's ok Santana "She whispered. "You could have come to me but I understand. Just promise me you won't let it get worse. I can handle a few days without you but I don't think I could handle something worse"

Santana knew exactly what she was getting at, immediately cutting in. "Hey" She coaxed, reaching a hand up to Brittany's face to make her look at her. Once they were looking into each others eyes she continued. "I will never let it get that far, I promise. I will never let my mind go there so you never have to worry about that, ok?" When Brittany nodded she wrapped both her hands around her waist and pulled her into a tight hug, hearing the blonde whimper in her ear as she rested her head on Santana's shoulder.

She had thought after admitting what she had she would have been the one to cry but in her mind she knew that Brittany was finally getting her emotions out after what she had done, and that's what made her heart feel as if it froze at the mere thought of it. She had been the one that had caused this pain in Brittany and it managed to coax the tears that had been burning in her eyes ever since she had gotten back from that very bender, knowing that she couldn't share it with anyone. Now she knew she could she let those tears finally fall, the thought of Brittany's broken expression when she had got back fuelling the pain that was underlying her heart as a dull throb. It came back and clenched slightly at the muscle, resulting in her tightening her grip on the blonde as she let a tear run down her face.

She made sure to keep quiet, keeping her sobs withheld as she made sure to stay strong for the woman in her arms. She'd had her turn to break down, now it was Brittany's.

Now, she waited for what would seem like forever to others but she didn't mind in the least. She would wait forever if it meant that Brittany would be ok. And that's how it stayed until the blonde's sobs finally started calming down, Brittany eventually letting her head rest against Santana's collar bone, her silent tears wetting her shirt. As she rested her head atop Brittany's Santana could feel the blonde's hands clutching her shirt just above her stomach, the steady clenching and unclenching matching her breathing as it eventually slowed down back to normal.

When Santana sensed that it was indeed back to normal she pulled away, needing to look gaze at the others woman's face to see what she was feeling. Not that she didn't know, but she felt the irresistible urge to make sure Brittany was actually ok by the look that was now on her face. She felt a warm tear roll down her own cheek as she studied her girlfriend's face, everything heartbreaking and beautiful at the same time. Tear stains marred her cheeks and fresh tears rolled down every few seconds like glistening diamonds on a trail to reach her strong jaw. That's where Santana cupped her face, wiping at the tears before reaching her thumb up to catch any new ones that had also fallen. She smiled as Brittany sniffled, the blonde feeling raw and vulnerable under Santana's gaze. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but for the first time she felt safe and able to be that open with someone, something she had never experienced before, with anyone.

She felt her eyes slip closed as Santana's lips connected with her forehead softly, unable to quieten the contented sigh that slipped from her lips at the softest touch she had ever felt. It was a stark contrast from what she had expected to hear next though.

Santana took a deep breath as she felt the moment, her eyes closed, breathing steady, warmth enveloping her as she stayed wrapped up in Brittany's embrace. Everything felt right. It wasn't like the other night when she had talked to her grandmother. Right now, with just the two of them and hearing nothing but their combined breathing and the rain pattering on the windows in a soothing rhythm outside, she felt the most at ease she ever had in her life and what fell from her lips was something she hadn't expected to say and she knew she had no control over it, but the timing was perfect.

"I love you"

If she hadn't been so close, or even listening at all, Brittany would have missed it. But it was crystal clear, the words cutting through her emotion-fuelled haze and sending a shock straight to her heart. Time seemed to freeze around them as her mind took a few moments to process what the other woman had said aloud, eventually lifting her head up to look at the Latina as she let the silence continue a little longer, Brittany needing to take the time to see if what Santana had actually said was true, and it was. She saw nothing but love radiating onto her in that one gaze and she let a smile caress her features as she lent in and connected their lips together slowly, the hand that was clutching Santana's shirt reaching up and joining the other around her neck. She pulled Santana close as she spent those few moments silently communicating that she understood and accepted what she had offered.

When their foreheads relaxed against each other after the need for air became too much Brittany clutched the back of Santana's neck whilst her other slid down to rest over the spot where Santana's heart was, the blonde letting herself feel the steady beat of Santana's heart and letting it calm her before letting another smile grace her lips, eyes closed once more.

"I love you too"

It felt as if something had been set free between them, something finally released out into the open and both felt amazing, like the air had been put back into their lungs at the open admission of their feelings for each other. It had turned around from a tense conversation about an argument between abuela and granddaughter to an open admission of how two women really felt for each other, something that had been a long time coming for the both of them but it was worth it.

It was worth the smile on Brittany's face as Santana took the sight of her in, the way that the blonde's thumbs caressed her jaw as slender fingers cupped her face. Brittany was the one to pull them together again, their lips moulding together softly as they slowed it down, taking every single moment to map the way each others lips felt against one another.

Brittany's smile remained as she pulled away once more, Santana watching as her eyes slipped closed, her hands still cupping the Latina's face. "Say it again" She whispered.

Santana felt a smile of her own pull at her lips at the request and leaned forward those few millimetres to connect their foreheads together once more and whisper. "I love you"

It may have been raining outside but Brittany felt as if she was about to burst at the warm feeling that had gradually manifested within her the moment Santana had started comforting her. It was the best feeling on earth, hearing those three words fall from her lips, knowing that in the way she said it she was being a hundred and ten percent honest with not only herself but Brittany.

She let out a breathy chuckle as a tear fell down her cheek, this time a happy one and enough to rewrite the pain-ridden ones that had fell before it. When Santana heard her she laughed too and lent forward, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

"I love you" She whispered once more, earning a giggle from Brittany as she pushed her back a little playfully.

The blonde let out another giggle as she proceeded to repeat the phrase whilst continually pushing and pulling her back and forth. She didn't even gasp when she felt her back hit the bed, Santana now on top of her. The Latina pulled back momentarily, Brittany watching as she panted slightly and grinned at the same time, looking at the blonde as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

"I love you" She whispered once more, momentarily reaching up her left hand from where it was supporting her above her girlfriend to reach up and brush a stray strand of hair out of her face.

Brittany found herself blushing but she didn't care, reaching a hand up to cup Santana's jaw, a loving smile replacing her excited one. "I love you too"

The race with Rory was uneventful but had gone just as Santana had expected. She hated the fact that she had already considered herself the winner when she hadn't even raced her opponent but everyone else pretty much knew what was going to happen in the end, they just had to get it out of the way so that they could move onto the next one.

Santana was getting closer and she knew it. She had one more let before she could take a shot at Puck and she also knew that was her time frame. After beating him things would probably all click into place and start the ball rolling, meaning that her countdown timer would start ticking and she would have to make the most of the time she had left with the crew the best so far and cherish every moment as she knew that the call, whatever it may be, would be at any second of the day. She had to be prepared to say goodbye for good, even if the people she was saying it to didn't know.

Racing Rory was just another stepping stone, Santana finally getting back at him fully after what Puck had let him do to her. When Rory handed over the keys to his Mustang and Santana handed the keys over to her girlfriend to drive, like she had done with Mike's Impreza, everyone was pretty sure that she was going to be gunning for the top and next on her hit list was Brody and his Corvette. They just had to wait for the call.

That led to where they were now, all of the crew packed into their small but cosy living room as they watched a movie they had all agreed on earlier. Letty was currently sat up against the front of the couch with Mia in between her legs whilst Quinn sat at one end, Rachel curled up next to her with her legs spread across the empty cushions. Having no choice but to accept Rachel's blatant claiming of the couch Dani and Kitty were perched in one of the arm chairs, Kitty on a rare night off from work deciding to spend it with her girlfriend and the people she had also come to call friends over the years. On the floor next to Mia and Letty were Tina and Marley, both women draped over each other randomly with Kurt and Blaine in a similar position next to them. Then, in the last arm chair in the corner, sat Brittany and Santana, Brittany very much in the same position as Kitty, sat in Santana's lap whilst the Latina's arms rested securely over her legs.

When it came to a point where they decided to take a bathroom and snack break Marley decided to bring up the subject that all of them had been dying to ask, just not knowing how. "S, can I ask you something?"

The Latina looked up from where she was snuggled into Brittany's neck and nodded. "Of course"

Marley glanced around at everybody else, who seemed to agree with her being the one to ask, and then turned back to her. "I think we're all kind of wondering, but when are you racing Brody?"

The tanned woman let out a breathy chuckle as Brittany played with some of the loose strands of her dark hair.

"What are you laughing for?" The brunette frowned from her place snuggled into Tina.

Santana let out a loud bark before calming down some, enough to answer. "I was wondering how long it would take you to ask me"

"Wait, you did?"

"Of course, I was kinda keeping you all in suspension by making you make the first move. The only other person who knew about it was Britt"

The rest of the crews attention's switched from her to the blonde woman in her lap who was grinning happily. "Britt, you knew?" Rachel asked from her place beside Quinn.

Brittany just shrugged. "Of course, she is my girlfriend."

"But why didn't you tell us?" Tina inquired from the floor.

The woman in question let out a laugh of her own. "You didn't think I'd ignore my girlfriend's plan did you? I came up with it in the first place! Plus, it was fun to watch you squirm all day after she won last night."

"That's mean Britt! We're family!" Rachel protested, the frown clear as day on her face.

She shrugged again. "It was funny"

"Word to that" Santana replied, pressing a kiss to the side of her head.

Marley watched as she squirmed but accepted the display of affection before getting back to what they were talking about in the first place. "So, when are you racing Brody?"

Letting her amusement die down she took a few moments to calm down before responding. "Blaine can go ahead and call Puckerman. I'll leave it to you man, you're the go-to guy on this and I'm not really bothered when I face Brody. I just wanna get my shot at Puck"

Blaine nodded from his place where Kurt was curled into his side. "Of course. Does a week sound good to you?"

"Cool enough for me"

"Yeah, and it means we can get you ready for it."

Santana sat forward a little so that she could just see Letty. "What do you mean?"

"Brody's a second in command"

"Ok..."

"Which means that it isn't gonna be easy. I know you raced Quinn and him at the same time but he's gonna be gunning for just you. You just need a little shape up that's all"

"Fine by me. What does it involve?"

Letty shook her head. "I'll let you know when Blaine's set a date but all you need is you and your car."

"Cool. Thanks"

"No problem"

"Now that's settled I'm actually hungry. Can I get some popcorn over here?"

Dani turned to the other blonde, frowning at Quinn. "Get your own god damn popcorn!"

Before Quinn could reply Kurt stood up, grabbing the bowl from where it had been resting in between him and Tina. "Before you diva's start an all out verbal sparring match I'll go and make some more. Seriously, what is it with all of you women street racers?"

He rolled his eyes as he walked through to the kitchen whilst Dani stuck her tongue out at Quinn, earning a forceful slap to the bicep from Kitty.

It wasn't until that weekend that Blaine had finally set a date for her race with Brody. She was now looking forward to it, this week not all all bad. Nothing major had happened but she had been on a high ever since a week previous when she had admitted her feelings out loud. She could have gone on all day about how good it felt to say those words out loud but she knew that now she had had a week of ease that it was time to face the music and own up to the mistake she had made.

Currently sat on the hood of her car watching the sunset at the docks she decided now was a better time than any to do just so and reached into her pocket. Pulling out her phone she brought up her contacts and scrolled to the name she wanted, clicking on it. Her finger hovering over the call button she felt herself freeze up at the thought of the voice on the other end of the line.

All of the memories from that night and the following days flooded and washed over her mind and she thought better of it. She knew she wasn't ready, at least not fully, but she still cursed herself when she slid it back into her pocket. She knew she should have had the strength to call her abuela but she couldn't find it in that moment. So, deciding not to dwell on it, she decided that she was going to enjoy the feeling of ease she had the past week, something she hadn't had since she had come back.

She still had some thinking to do.

TBC