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"Then hand over the keys and we won't ever have to see each other ever again"

"Sit up"

"This wasn't about bringing Puck down Santana. It never was"

"I got word that Shelby and Schue were planning on moving information I needed, very important information"

"...were to fall into the wrong hands, my hands, would end a six year investigation"

"Exactly, I simply gave him the extra little added trip"

"Because then Puck would put pressure onto you, causing Shelby to make her mind up about moving that god-damn car over there."

"So you felt the need to fuck with my real family too?"

"I'm going to watch with the utmost pleasure as your precious Brittany finds out that the woman she thought she loved played her like she was nothing but a game."

"...were what made you the perfect target, the perfect pawn I could mould into the key to erasing my past"

"...in the end I got the one thing I wanted without getting my hands dirty"

"...it was a pleasure working with you"

It wasn't much but three months of constant work during every available free moment and Tina had started piecing together the conversation between Cassandra and Santana. It hurt to hear Santana's voice even if it was hearing her being betrayed. She didn't know how long the two had talked for but by the sound of it and what she had found she had the very basis and bare bones of the skeleton already. The rest of the crew knew she was working on it but they also knew that she wouldn't let them hear it unless she was completely confident or ready to. That's why she was here three months after that day with what was shaping up to tell them the complete story of that morning. She just had to keep the motivation up to find and fit the final missing pieces of the puzzle together so that they could finally put it to rest. They believed everything that had come out of Santana's mouth, her betrayal, but Tina knew that deep down inside all of them they wouldn't be completely satisfied until they physically heard the conversation between her and Cassandra that ended up with them losing their prize and Santana getting shot.

Sighing Tina sat back in her chair and slid off her headphones, her computer glasses next and rubbing at her eyes. She'd been at this during the entirety of lunch but it wasn't exactly anything new. She'd been taking any time she could to try and further herself in pursuit of this lost audio. She knew what to do but technology wasn't helping her case. She was the one that designed the basis of their communication system they all shared as a crew, she knew the technology inside out, but now when it meant the most it wasn't playing nice. It hadn't been playing nice for the past three months. She'd originally set it up to back up and record any audio but because she didn't have the earpiece Santana had been wearing that day it made it ten times as hard. Whenever she recovered a piece it was not only small and in chunks but it was bad quality. She'd never wished in her whole life that she'd opted for higher quality over storage more than she did now. It was a nightmare but she was getting there.

Sitting back she knew that she'd have to analyse with a fine tooth comb the small chunk she'd just recovered to understand what part of the conversation she'd unearthed but right now she wanted to do anything else but exactly that. Luckily for her she was saved when her girlfriend walked into the otherwise empty garage, Marley heading straight for her.

"Hey baby, what are you doing?"

"Pulling my hair out"

"Have you eaten yet?" She asked as she perched herself comfortably on the edge of the worn desk.

Tina shook her head in response. "Nope. I literally just finished"

"Tina, babe, you have to eat! Lunch is almost over!"

"I know but-"

"I brought you something. I figured you'd be at it again. Here"

Tina watched as she held up the small brown bag with Shelby's logo on it. Instead of reaching over and taking it she rolled her chair to the right until she was in front of the other woman and used her Vans-clad feet to pull herself forwards those last few inches. Marley's legs parted on instinct as soon as Tina's hands cupped her knees, happily allowing her girlfriend to roll herself between them. She watched with an amused smile as Tina grinned up at her, her hands suggestively trailing up her jean-clad thighs. When her hands stopped mid-thigh Marley rolled her eyes and lent forwards, putting the bag down next to them on the desk and cupping the Asian woman's face with her hands. Their lips met slowly but surely, the both of them not caring that lunch break was just ending. Fortunately before they were caught Tina's stomach interrupted them and they both laughed at the loud but hungry grumble that came from it.

Marley laughed, her hands still cupping the other woman's cheeks. "Eat. We'll continue this later"

"You promise?"

"Of course"

Marley pecked Tina's lips once more before pushing the other woman back, the action easy as she was on a computer chair. Marley then hopped off the desk and with a kiss to the top of Tina's head she was heading back out into the garage just as Quinn and Rachel entered. Tina licked her lips as she watched her girlfriend leave before grabbing the to-go bag she had brought her. Smiling at the can of energy drink inside along with a sandwich she thanked the Lord for such a thoughtful girlfriend before tucking in. That's when she realised she was way too hungry.

Roz used the back of her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She panted as she came to a stop with Santana not far behind.

"You ok?" She asked, looking over and seeing Santana bent over with her hands resting on her knees.

"Yeah, I'll be good"

She then watched as the Latina stood up, hands on hips as she breathed in and out heavily. Santana's hand went to the ache in her side which was covered by her Lima PD shirt, the wound still not fully healed just yet.

"It hurt?"

"Yeah but it'll go once I walk it off"

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I think that extra mile did it for me"

"At least you're doing this much already. I was surprised when you started doing more than they said you would"

Santana shrugged as she took a sip of her water, enjoying the feel of the cool morning air on her skin. "Me too, although I have to admit it feels good to be getting in shape again"

"Same here. You brought life back to an old gal over here"

Santana shook her head and laughed, playfully punching the other woman in the shoulder. "Says you. You're already a fitness nut Miss Police Chief"

"That may be but you run fast for a street racer"

"Hey! Just because spend most of my time behind the wheel doesn't mean a girl can't stay fit when she's not"

Roz rolled her eyes in response and took a gulp of her own water. "Fine, fine, I will agree with you there. Anyway, how is physio going?"

"The doc says I'm nearly done" She replied, pocketing her iPod as they started walking along the path that wound along the coastal edge of the city.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Just a few more sessions to make sure I'm relatively back to what I was before I got shot and then I'm free to go."

"Then after that?"

"They said it should continue to heal as fast as it has as long as I keep doing what I've been doing but for the most part I'm in the clear"

Roz eyed her for a few silent moments as they walked. "I'm proud of you"

"Oh, come on, really?"

"Of course! Most of my officers would have taken extended leave after a month and used it as an excuse to turn lazy and watch The Walking Dead re-runs on TV, not that I don't love that show"

"Me either"

"Yes, but my point is that they would have stayed at home doing nothing, occasionally going to therapy every few weeks, but here you are three months later running miles with me nearly every day of the week and finishing your treatment. Apart from your pain you're nearly back to what you were before you were shot and you're not even an officer. For that Santana Lopez, you should be proud. Not many can say they bounced back this quickly"

"Yeah, well, you know I have a reason why"

"I know but that doesn't change the fact that you did what most people couldn't."

"I know, I know, but I'm nowhere near where I need to be"

"And neither am I. That we both have in common"

It was true. They both had goals but neither of them considered themselves to be even remotely close to them. Roz was on the hunt for Cassandra and the missing information that she had taken with her. Her superiors (even though she was police chief) were breathing down her neck every second of every day pushing her to fix what Cassandra had broken. She'd let it happen, albeit even though she was in the same boat as Santana and didn't know until it was too late, and that meant it gave them the freedom to press down on her as much as they wanted. Now that they knew about the sensitive information contained within those files they wanted the rogue FBI agent brought in as soon as possible. That sounded easy to some, they could go and pick her up as she had popped back up in the local racing scene alongside Puck, but it wasn't that simple. Roz knew that if she was going to bring her down she needed that information and wheelman, which is where Santana came in. She needed evidence to prove that Cassandra was guilty and lately it was more of a dream than a goal. It seemed like it was never going to happen.

The same went for Santana. She'd been pushing herself to get physically fit to get back into racing so that she could attack Cassandra that way but even with her training with Matt it still felt like it was miles out of reach. That's why she had lent on Roz as a friend, the two of them staying in contact after the day she was shot. The police chief had looked out for her the moment she had got home from the hospital and as soon as she was given the all clear Santana had called her up and asked her if she was up for helping her get back into shape, the Latina knowing her well enough to know that she was a fitness buff behind closed doors. Ultimately it had resulted in the two discussing Roz's case and seeing as Santana was a key player in how everything had gone down, even when she was given the choice to back out, the younger woman had agreed to help and give a first-hand insight into what she knew about the agent who had stabbed them all in the back.

That's what led them here to a cold but crisp morning at the beginning of February training together as well as discussing where they were currently at with themselves.

"Have you made any progress?"

"I have some of my men working around the clock surveillance on Cassandra since she reappeared but they've come up empty. It seems as though on the surface she's a squeaky clean upstanding citizen of this great city of ours but I just know she's hiding that information somewhere along with that car, I just know it."

"More like a filthy succubus in disguise with a pair of five inch 'fuck me' heels"

Roz laughed loudly. "If I wasn't police chief I would have no problem describing her in that way to my superiors"

"I don't doubt you for a second. It's just a fucking shame we can't bring her in. I mean, she's right there!"

"I know, but you know as well as I do we need that physical evidence. With that we can pin her for not only stealing Shelby's R8 but taking the information with her. The recorded footage from the cop car she drove in isn't enough and she knew that. We need proof that information Shelby stored is real"

"I get that but it's just frustrating. Isn't there anything we can do?"

"I'm afraid not. You know there's only one other option and as far as I'm concerned until we've exhausted all of our possible leads right now I'm not going through with it. For your sake and theirs"

"I understand. I think they'd kill me if they saw my face again."

"That may be true. Plus I don't think Miss Corcoran would be at all pleased if I came to her asking for a back-up copy that she might have when we were the ones who lost the information in the first place"

"Me either. I'd rather not go down that road unless it's life or death"

"With that I agree on but you know that if it does come down to it I will have to go to her right? I've been stalling my superiors in the hopes of getting Cassandra in another way but they won't wait forever"

"I know. It's hard"

"Nobody said it would be easy but I know that you willingly came back to help me and I know that you want to take her down. What I really want from you is to know that if it comes down to it you'll be willing to take down both Puck and Cassandra whatever the cost."

"I am, you can trust me on that. I just don't think I'm ready right now"

"And I understand. You were shot but you have to be ready for this"

"When the time comes I'll be behind the wheel ready to take down those two sons of bitches without any mercy."

Roz momentarily stopped walking, clasping a hand over Santana's shoulder. "You won't be lying to anybody Santana, you'll be yourself. It won't be easy considering we took so many months to take down Puck the first time around but this time you're you, Santana Lopez"

"I know but seeing everybody again, I don't know what that will do to me or them."

"We have your back Santana – me, your grandmother and Matt. We'll do this and we'll get back at Cassandra."

"I hear you loud and clear. Thank you"

"No problem. I just have one more thing"

"Oh?"

"I just wanted you to know that there's a job waiting for you if you ever need one. It wouldn't be full time but it's something."

"As in work for you at the police department?"

"Yeah"

"But don't I have to train or something?" She asked as they started walking again.

"Yes. I just wanted to let you know that if you want a job my doors always open. If you want to train to become a police officer that's up to you. The men could use someone good behind the wheel to teach them how to effectively take someone down who's resisting arrest in a high speed chase. Think about it"

"I will, thank you"

"Don't thank me. We still have a job to do. Now I don't know about you but all that running has worked me up an appetite."

"Food sounds good"

"Then you're paying for it if you lose!"

Before Santana could react Roz was already sprinting off ahead down the path. Shaking her head and grinning she immediately started running to catch up with her. She wasn't about to pay for breakfast when the police chief had just suggested it.

It was a few days before valentine's day when Kitty's new TT was sat in the middle of the garage. It was currently in the process of being modified, the crew having started work on it about a week prior. Like Dani had originally told her she had enlisted the crew's services and they had set to work on upgrading the new car to what specs Dani and her girlfriend had agreed on together.

Dani watched from a distance as Brittany and Rachel sat inside it discussing where things would go, mainly things like dials and pop-up screens etc. She wasn't about to interfere, the two best friends were working on putting her and Kitty's plan into motion. She was alerted to a buzzing in her pocket and smiled when she found a text from said girlfriend.

-Kitty-

How's it going? xxx

-To:Kitty-

Good, should be finished soon. On your break?

-Kitty-

Yep. I'll see you tonight after work?

-To:Kitty-

Sure, I'll swing by as soon as it's over. Love you xxx

-Kitty-

Love you too baby xxx

Dani couldn't keep the grin from her face as she slid the phone back into her pocket. She wouldn't admit it out loud but she revelled in the simple reprieves from work when her girlfriend would text her, also still amazed even after four or five months of having been together. She wasn't one to scream how much she loved her from the rooftops for everybody to hear but she was happy to steal a few little moments in the day to herself when no one was looking to relish the thought of the other woman and her together. It was what made her happy and a happy Dani made for a happy crew. That also went for now. She was happy that she was working on her girlfriend's car instead of some random ass street racer who thought they were the bomb but were too lazy to do the work themselves.

She took a few moments to think about what her next task was when Letty walked up to her wiping her hands with an already oil-ridden rag.

"Hey D, what are you thinking?"

"What I gotta do next"

"Which is?"

"The air intakes. I think I might take a trip down to Holly's whilst I'm waiting for you to finish"

"To pick up the parts?"

"Yeah"

"Ok, but before you go I've gotta ask you something"

"Sure, go ahead"

"This car, it's pretty balanced performance-wise right?"

"Yeah"

"Have you thought about what I asked you?"

Dani sighed knowing where this was leading. "Letty, please don't..."

"Have you?"

"Yes"

"And?"

"The answer's no"

"But you know we need another driver"

"Don't you think I know that? I was there Letty! I was there when we lost!"

"Then you know we need all the help we can get!"

"Yeah but you'll have to find it elsewhere. Kitty's not competing and that's the end of it!"

"Come on, you know we need her!"

"You may think you do but I need her more Letty and I'm not about to put her in Puck's line of fire all for the sake of filling the empty space that that bitch left us with thanks to you!"

In a matter of seconds Marley and Quinn were in between them, Quinn holding off Dani whilst Marley held off Letty. The crew leader had made to punch her but luckily Marley was close by and on hand just before things got out of hand and her boss did something she would have regretted. She pushed and struggled against Marley's grip but was unable to get past her, not that Quinn would have let her to Dani anyway. She made to do it again before Marley placed a hand on her chest and pushed her back.

"Hey, that's enough! Take a walk!"

"But-"

"Don't pull that crew leader crap on me this time when you know you're in the wrong! Go. Now!"

Marley's determination was made of steel, Letty knowing that she couldn't fight it. Frowning she collected herself before storming out of the garage. The rest of the crew watched on as she left in her car, having expected this moment for a while. Three months and she hadn't broken, hadn't spoken on what had happened, but right now it was a clear sign that the wait was finally over. Marley turned to Mia who was hovering not too far away. Nodding she took the clipboard from her and watched as she made her way over to her Silvia, already speeding off in pursuit of her girlfriend.

It was then that Marley turned back to the rest of the crew. "Let's get back to work. This car isn't going to modify itself." Then she turned to Dani who Quinn was still stood next to. "You good?"

Dani nodded. "Good. Let's go"

Quinn patted Dani on the shoulder, receiving a barely-there smile before moving back over to where she was working on the body kit designs. Dani shook her head and made her way to the back of the garage to ask Tina about something before she headed out to Holly's shop.

Meanwhile Mia was chasing after her girlfriend. She had a rough idea where she was going but her suspicions were only confirmed when she saw her Plymouth parked mid-way up the driveway. Pulling up to the curb outside of their house she shut her car off and made her way inside. She found a seemingly empty house upon first glance but knew better. Instead of giving up she let her instincts take over, heading upstairs and to their bedroom. The door was closed but she had a feeling that her girlfriend was on the other side and she was correct.

Letty was sat on the end of the bed, her hands folded in her lap and her gaze staring out to nothing in front of her. Mia softly clicked the door closed before walking over to her, quietly calling out to her.

"Letty?" The other woman didn't even react to her name, her whole body numb to everything around her. "Letty? Love, please"

Letty finally looked up, seeing the worry clear across Mia's face. It wasn't hard to miss and it only made her feel worse. "Mia, I..." She didn't know what else to say. She was speechless yet she had so much going on in her head at the same time.

But Mia knew she didn't have to say anything. She had been waiting for this moment since the day it had happened, the day the truth came out, and now she was ready to help in any way she could. She had known Letty for such a long time that she knew she wasn't good at words, wasn't good at verbalising her feelings. That's why instead of trying to coax it out of her she rounded the bed until she was stood in front of her. As she had expected as soon as she was in reach her girlfriend had wrapped her arms around her waist and tugged her close so that she was stood between her legs.

She could hear the Latina's heavy breathing against her stomach but didn't have the heart to pull her away, especially not when she started to feel a warmth soak through her shirt. She knew it was tears and she knew that they were a long time coming. That's why she remained silent and rested her hand on top of the other woman's head instead. As she expected she heard the first sob and soon gasped breaths and heavier tears were signalling that she was finally letting it go. Three months of pain and heartache and guilt were finally flowing out of her and all Mia knew she could do was hold her and let her cry it out. It was how Letty got things off her chest. She would talk, she knew that, but for now she was getting the tears out of the way. The first step to breathing just that little bit easier.

It hadn't been easy. Letty had made herself the rock the crew needed in order for them to stay together in the aftermath of what had happened and she had only done that by burying it all deep down inside of her for no one to see, not even Mia. She'd hidden it in the hopes that she could maintain control and it had worked. They were all still a crew, a family, but it had come at the cost of her own venting. Everyone else had had the chance to come clean and start recovering but she hadn't. And now was the time.

She had been carrying the guilt of letting Santana in in the first place, putting her trust in her only to have her turn around and stab them in the back nearly breaking their tight knit family apart. It had pushed the seams of their friendships to the limits and they had only just managed to survive, barely. On top of that she had to endure the pain of losing at Race Wars which had been especially hard. Puck and Cassandra had entered last minute with no sign of the R8 in sight and they had lost badly to their rival crew, Puck crushing them with his new second-in-command by his side. It made her sick but it hadn't broken her. She knew she had to keep going, she knew that if she could keep it together just that little bit longer then they would have the foundations to start building themselves up from and in the end she had done it. But it had cost her.

She'd paid the price, the stress getting to her finally in the form of nearly punching Dani for something that wasn't her fault and it made her feel worse. She buried her face further into Mia's stomach as she felt regret wash over her for raising a hand to one of her friends, one of her family no less. It brought forth another strangled sob which made her grip on her girlfriend squeeze just that little bit tighter.

She was thankful when Mia placed a kiss to the top of her head, the loving action making her feel a little bit better. "Mia?"

"Yes?"

"I..."

"I know. Dani will understand. Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head against her stomach, her voice sounding so broken. "No"

"Ok then. Here, lay with me"

Mia pulled back reluctantly but reached down and grabbed Letty's hand and pulled her onto the bed. It wasn't long before the other woman had her head buried against her chest, Mia's arms around her shoulders as she hugged her close. Pressing a kiss to Letty's head Mia heard a sigh.

"It'll be ok Letty, I promise"

"I know"

"I love you"

"I love you too"

It wasn't until the next day that Letty got the chance to pull Dani aside. She had assumed that when she didn't come home with the others she had gone to spend the night with Kitty but she wasn't mad. She understood the other woman's need for space but the guilt was eating her up inside. Never had she turned on one of her own before, especially somebody with such a short temper as Dani. Then again she had been bottling up her feelings for so long it was only a matter of time before they broke free and exploded around her. Unfortunately Dani had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

That's why she was here right now. It was early in the morning, the rest of the crew already starting where they left off the day before, and she was stood at the garage door. She felt a comforting hand on her lower back and the soft press of warm lips to her cheek in reassurance before she heard the tell tale signs of Dani's Ford.

"She'll understand" Mia whispered before reluctantly pulling away to go and ask Marley how long it would be before she had the stickers ready for her to apply.

Letty let herself enjoy the reassurance her girlfriend had given her before she focused back on Dani who was now just getting out of her car. Instead of waiting for her to come to her she pulled herself up and started walking towards her, Dani frowning the moment she saw her.

She held up a hand in response. "Don't worry, I'm not here to start anything. I want to apologize"

Dani pocketed her keys and let her gaze linger on her crew leader for a few moments. "Ok"

"I'm sorry for yesterday. I shouldn't have gone off on you like that, I know. I was just frustrated"

Before she could continue Dani had already stepped forward and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I get it boss, you don't have to explain. It's about damn time you let it out"

"So we're cool?"

"For now. Just don't try to punch me again or I'll hit you back"

Letty couldn't help but chuckle, Dani joining in as she wrapped an arm around her shoulders and started leading her into the garage.

"Point taken. You ready to get to this?"

"Of course I am"

"Then let's get back to work man"

"Hell yeah!"

Roz smiled as she pulled up in front of a familiar garage a few days later on Friday just as the sun was setting. As soon as she had finished work she had called up Santana to let her know that she had something for her, she just had to find the time to give it to her when she wasn't working. Sure, Matt would have been the most logical option but she wanted to give this to her in person.

Santana pulled up next to the cherry red BMW and got out of her Nissan, adjusting her jacket before closing the door and rounding her car to where Roz was now standing.

"What are we doing here?"

"You'll see. Here, help me with the door"

Santana followed her order and helped her pull up the heavy garage door as soon as she had unlocked it. Roz turned on the single light and smiled when she turned to Santana holding up the garage door keys.

"This is for you"

"Why?"

"I know you started here, I know it's where you made sure you won those first few races to get noticed and I figured that if we're going to get Cassandra back you'd just as well have a place to come and get away from everything. We need to be at our best if we're gonna take her down and this was the perfect place to start. This is now your space for as long as you want it"

She looked down at the keys in her hand and then back up at the woman she considered a close friend. "Wow, thanks"

"Don't thank me, just help me catch the bitch"

Santana nodded, taking a look around the starter garage she had worked in once before. "What's with the boards on the wall?"

"I had a feeling that with you running point on this with me you would need a place to keep track of any thoughts you had. Any time you do something or think of details about things you could put them here. Or you could use it as a place to keep track of whatever it is you street racers keep track of"

Taking one last look at the boards taking up the left side of the wall she turned back to the police chief. "It's a neat idea"

"That's good to know. I know this isn't much but at least it's a place to start. If you need anything you call me and I'll get it for you"

Santana smiled as she stopped in front of her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "It's enough. If I could do it here before I can do it again. I have a few ideas I wanna stew on and then I'll let you know what's happening next"

"Good. Just one last thing before I leave though"

"Yeah?"

"When are you thinking of getting back into racing again?"

"Real soon. Like I said, I'm gonna think on some ideas I've got and keep practising with Matt and I'll go from there but you should know better than anybody I'm not gonna wait too long to get behind the wheel on the streets again"

Roz laughed. "I suppose not. Anyway if that's what you want to do I won't stop you. All I ask is that you don't sit on it too long. The last thing we want is Cassandra getting away."

"I know, and every second I'm not behind the wheel beating their assess is a second that I'm working on taking that bitch down"

"That's good to hear. If that's everything I'll leave you to settle back into here and I'll see you on Monday at the park"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world"

"Bye Santana"

"Bye Roz"

She watched as the police chief left and as soon as the BMW was completely gone she glanced at her Nissan before turning back to the empty garage. Dotted about were various non-essential tools she remembered leaving and some other random items. There was now a black leather couch on the other side of the room opposite the boards and enough space in the center to back her Nissan into. She was back at the bottom again but she wasn't going to let that phase her. She'd been here before and she'd gotten out of it. It she had done it once she could do it again. Deciding to call it a night she locked the door and slid back into her car. She'd be back the next morning as soon as the sun rose but right now she had a prior engagement to get to involving her grandmother's home-made food. If you didn't believe it, ask her stomach.

TBC