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Ok, so I know this is kind of a lame excuse as for waiting two whole weeks you should have a much longer update but after that last one I needed a rest! I was pooped! Anyway, this is a filler chapter and basically sets up for a couple of things that I have planned, especially the next chapter. I hope you enjoy this (and the Brittana fluff!) and I will see you next week!

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Brittany walked into the living room with a mug of coffee in hand, spotting Santana laid out on the section couch watching TV. She smiled at the fact that the other woman was dressed only in a pair of red boxers and a grey tank top, the ultimate picture of lazy. She couldn't blame her though. After the night they had a lazy day off was just what they needed to recuperate.

"Hey baby. What are you watching?"

Santana looked up, turning her head to see Brittany grinning at her dressed in a pair of boxers she recognized as her own and a unicorn t-shirt. "Nothing much – Rizzoli and Isles."

"Ooh, catching up before the new season starts?"

Santana glanced towards the large expensive TV where she had said show paused and then turned back to her girlfriend. "Yeah, I figured with all this free time there wasn't anything better to do on our day off."

"Can I join?"

"Of course." She smiled, Brittany placing her mug down on the coffee table in front of her. She was just about to situate herself in between Santana's legs when she stopped. "Is everything ok Britt?"

"Yeah, how is your back though?"

"Oh, it's ok."

"Santana..."

"It's a little painful but it's nothing I can't handle."

"Can I still have a look?"

Deciding that it would make Brittany feel better to actually visually check it Santana nodded and sat forwards so that Brittany could slide in behind her. Moments later she felt familiar fingers pushing up on her shirt and the air hitting her now-exposed back. When she felt fingertips start pressing onto the scratches she gasped.

"Is that painful?"

"Yes."

"Then we need to treat them before they get infected. They're quite deep."

Ignoring the pain as she shrugged her shirt back down over her back Santana turned to the other woman and smirked. "You seemed to enjoy doing it."

"San..."

Santana laughed at her girlfriend's obvious blush. "Come on, I find it kinda sexy."

Brittany blushed even harder, if that was even possible. "I couldn't help it. I got carried away!"

"Yeah, I think it was a little more than carried away. I must have done a good job if you need to treat them."

"Santana!"

"What?!" She chuckled.

Brittany playfully shoved her. "It's not funny! I hurt you!"

"I don't mind, it just means I must be good. That's the first time you've done it isn't it?"

"Maybe..."

"Come on, admit it."

"Ok, last night was the best sex of my life! I couldn't help but scratch you. Is that what you wanted to hear?" Brittany sighed, her cheeks now a bright red as Santana grinned at her.

"Hmm, that's what I like to hear. Maybe I could show you again..." She purred, kissing her way down Brittany's jaw.

"As much as I would love another round, I'd rather make sure that your back is ok. You really don't need another injury."

"I don't mind, I actually wanted this one."

Brittany rolled her eyes at her and pulled away, standing up. "I'm gonna go and get the hydrogen peroxide and your antibiotic ointment. Don't move Lopez."

Santana grinned cockily and Brittany rolled her eyes for a second time, already turning on her bare heels and heading for their shared bathroom to get the items she needed. Santana grinned and sighed happily before turning to the TV, grabbing the remote and pressing play though she had to pause it again when Brittany came back out, plopping down behind her once again and lifting up on her shirt.

"Off."

Santana complied and it was then that Brittany got a proper look at what she had done, having to admit to herself that Santana had indeed done a good job in eliciting such a bold reaction from deep inside her. She'd never done anything so 'animalistic' before. The scratches were a bright red and they were deep. She couldn't help it though, it just felt so damn good.

"Britt?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Last night."

This time it was Brittany's turn to smirk. "Which part?"

"Mind out of the gutter Pierce, I'm being serious."

She kissed the nape of Santana's neck. "Sorry baby. Why are you thanking me?"

"I just wanted to let you know I appreciate you being their for me last night. I know you didn't have to."

"I'm your girlfriend Santana, of course I had to. Anyway, I wanted to. Last night you kicked some serious butt. Cassandra will think twice about calling you out from now on."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

Santana winced when she felt the peroxide being dabbed at her scratches. "I hope so."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, go ahead."

"Now that you've raced Cassandra what's next?"

Santana thought for a few moments before replying. "Now I talk to the rest of the crew, check where we're at with Mia and Rachel's cars and hopefully we can start testing them so we can get just ahead of schedule."

"Ok what about who's next though? What car is next on your to-get list?"

"Dani's." She winced, Brittany now dabbing at the deepest scratch she had made.

"And what does that involve?"

"I was thinking about driving up next week. They're exhibiting it for the entire week and then it's going into the garage to be fitted for full track use."

"I guess it's ironic that it's happening next week huh?"

"Yeah, you're telling me. I just wanna get it already. I don't wanna miss our chance."

"And how do you feel about working with Dani?" Santana shrugged in response and gasped at Brittany continued applying the peroxide. "Sorry."

"It's ok. I guess I'm kind of wary but we haven't fought since the day we raced each other in the canyon. I'm sure it will be fine. Well, I hope it will be. It's only a two woman job though."

"And you're sure about that?"

"I think so. It shouldn't be too much trouble. We'll have Roz on backup call though so we should be fine."

"I hope you have fun doing it. Ok, it's done."

"I hope so too. Thank you."

Ignoring the fact that Santana was only dressed in a pair of red boxers, her torso completely naked, Brittany kissed her slowly before pulling away.

"Ok, turn around."

"Bossy."

"You love it." She grinned, grabbing the ointment.

"Fortunately for you I do."

"Press play, I'll treat these wounds and we can have a Rizzles marathon. Sound good?"

"Of course it does. Only if you promise we can cuddle once you're done though."

Brittany laughed and pressed another kiss to the base of Santana's neck. "You're adorable. Of course we can cuddle."

"Then hurry up. I wants my sweet lady cuddles."

Brittany laughed. "Now who's bossy Lopez?"

Santana grumbled as she grabbed the remote and pressed play. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Brittany giggled and started applying the ointment to the pre-treated scratches. She had the cutest girlfriend ever.

It wasn't until the next day that Santana and Brittany made it into work. Letty had given them the day off after the race so that Santana could recharge and now they were back and ready to work despite it being the end of the week. Both women got out of Santana's Supra and made their way over to the main garage door where Letty and Mia were stood discussing something.

"Ah, Lopez, just the woman I wanted to see."

"You wanted to see me?"

Letty nodded. "Yeah. I need to talk to you about something. First though, how was your after party?"

Santana frowned. "It was good, you were there."

Letty rolled her eyes, Mia chuckling next to her. "I know, I mean the after party of the after party."

Santana's eyes widened in realization. "Oh..."

"You don't need to ask her. Lopez scored." Dani smirked, passing them on her way to help Marley with something.

Santana blushed. "I-"

Brittany knew what was coming and spoke over her before she could say it aloud. "Babe, before you say it, I will. As it's private between Santana and me the scratches down her back should say everything you need to know."

Dani whistled loudly. "Ooh, sex scratches. Brittana definitely got laid!"

Quinn grinned and high fived Dani, agreeing with the other blonde. "Of course they did."

Santana frowned. "Wait, what's Brittana?"

Quinn smiled over at her best friend and shrugged. "That's your ship name."

"We have a ship name now?"

"Of course you do! We all have one, like me and Rachel are Faberry, Dani and Kitty are Kani, Tina and Marley are Tarley and Letty and Mia are Mitiz."

Santana continued to frown until Brittany pressed a kiss to the side of her head. She rolled her eyes but considered how good their 'ship' name was before looking back at Letty. "Now that you know I got laid what did you want to talk to me about?"

Deciding to get back to business Letty motioned over to where Dani and Marley were stood over the engine of Mia's NSX. "Mia's car should be finished today. Rachel finished interior yesterday and there's just a few performance tweaks that need to be done to bring it up to scratch. We just need to tune it up and start testing it out on the streets."

"What did you need me for?"

"I want you to lay out how we're gonna do that. You know what your doing when it comes to fine tuning, I want you to tell us how to do it ourselves."

"That's fine by me. I'll see how much work is left and then we can get it out on the black-top."

"Good. Make sure to talk to Mia, we all need practice behind the wheel of these new cars or else we're never gonna beat Puck's crew. I need you to take the lead on that, even when it comes to me getting mine."

"I'm on it."

"That's what I like to hear. Rachel's should be done by mid-next week too so could you start working on a plan for that too?"

"Already done."

Letty nodded. "Ok then, just a few more things."

"Yeah?"

"Who's next?"

"Dani. The cars going up for exhibition next week before it does it's last few races before heading to the garage to be track modified."

"You got a plan for that?"

"Yeah, I've gotta talk to Roz when I meet her for lunch later but it should only be a two woman job so it should be easy."

"If you say so, just let me know if you need any help ok?"

"Will do."

"Good. Quinn, you wanted to tell her something?"

The blonde nodded and walked over to them whilst wiping her hands on an already dirtied rag. "Yeah, I just wanted to let you know that I got an email saying that my body kit was on it's way already. They said it should be at Holly's in about a week."

"That's good. I'll call them up later and thank them for getting on it so quickly. Is that all?"

Letty nodded. "Yes-"

"One more thing." Burt said as he approached them, a smile on his face. "Lopez, bright and early Monday morning I want you in the shop as normal but wearing my shirt. I know you love your previous garage and I respect that but you spend enough time in this one that I want you working for me full time like the rest of the crew until Race Wars, you hear? You still got your old one?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. Don't forget it."

With an excited smile pulling on her lips Santana nodded. "I won't."

He nodded. "Ok ladies, back to work or all these cars aren't gonna get fixed up for you to race in 'em."

"You heard the man, to work ladies!" Letty commanded, everybody splitting off to start work for the day.

"Thanks Shelby." Roz smiled as the brunette diner owner placed her and Santana's food down on the table in front of them.

"No problem ladies. This time it's on the house on the count of the fact that you beat that bitch Santana."

"Thanks." The Latina replied.

Shelby just waved a dismissive hand with a smile and retreated back into the kitchen. Santana turned to her food and reached for her drink.

"So, how has it been in the garage this morning?"

"The atmosphere is good. Everybody's happy about my win the other day."

"And so they should be. That snake cheated and you still beat her."

"I guess. She got what was coming to her – she got her ass handed to her twice."

Roz laughed. "Ain't that the truth sister. I do have a question though."

"Oh?"

The police chief nodded as she watched Santana place a fry in her mouth. "Yes. If she had won in the city and you won in the canyon, what would happen?"

"If it was equal between us?"

Roz nodded again. "Yes."

Santana shrugged. "We'd race back up to decide. Whoever won that would add a win to their current total. Sort of like a sudden death tie race."

"So you'd race back up the canyon to the start line?"

"Yeah. It's a lot harder than you'd think."

"I'd imagine it is. Not that I'd have any doubt you'd be able to pull it off though, she never stood a chance in any race she went up against you in."

"I guess not."

"It's true Santana. If it's worth anything, I'm proud of you. You came back and you showed her that she didn't get away with anything and now you've set the bait she's more than likely going to bite and bring that R8 out of hiding and to Race Wars. Especially if it's another chance at beating you."

"That's the plan. Thank you, it means a lot for you to say that."

"Hey, it's the least I could do. I wanted to be there in person but it would have been suspicious for obvious reasons."

"I know. I know you were watching though so it wasn't all that bad."

"What's next for you?"

"Resuming my plan. Like I told everybody else this morning, Dani's car's going up for exhibition next week so we're going up to steal it then."

"And then Tina's next?"

"Yep."

"And you've got that planned out too?"

"In my head as well as on paper."

"Good, I'm glad you haven't lost that drive. I'm excited to see what you're going to produce leading up to Race Wars Lopez. I'll be watching, Matt too."

"I know. It's gonna be a stretch but if I know the rest of the crew we'll get it done. Oh, I do have some news on that front though."

"Go ahead."

"Burt told me to wear his old garage shirt. He wants me working for him until Race Wars."

Roz eyed Santana's current out of town garage shirt and nodded with a smile. "That's good! That means he trusts you enough to work for him again."

"I know, I just want it to last."

"After Race Wars. You don't want it to be temporary do you?" Roz asked knowingly, her suspicions confirmed when Santana nodded.

"Yeah. I'm kind of enjoying being back there. It's almost as if I never left."

"And you didn't. You just took some time off. Things will be different by the time Race Wars roll around Santana, mark my words. You may not believe it now but they will be."

"I know, I'm just having a hard time believing it."

"Yes but it will be better than ever, I promise. Now, how about we finish up this lovely lunch Miss. Corcoran made for us and discuss how we're going to make Cassandra pay even more?"

Santana smiled. "It would be my pleasure. Where do you wanna start?"

"How's Brody doing?"

Puck shrugged and took a sip of his beer as he sat on the front porch of his house (the one he similarly shared with the rest of his crew like Letty did with hers). "He called last night and told me that the prize hasn't been touched like you requested."

"Good." Cassandra nodded in finality. "What about your pet project? How's that coming along?"

"It's nearly there. There's just a few things I have to add and work on and we should be ready to go in time for Race Wars."

"And you're sure of that?"

Puck rolled his eyes but made sure that Cassandra didn't see it. He swore that woman was like a hawk. "Yes, I'm sure of it. What about you?"

"What about me?"

Puck shrugged again. "I'm not tryna make you feel bad but you got your ass handed to you by Santana the other night."

"And what has that got to do with anything?"

He sighed. He knew this was the reaction he would get. "She's now beaten us all, in the streets and in the canyon. The plan failed."

"It hasn't failed. We haven't been to Race Wars yet."

"And what are you going to do then? Yell at her and pull some stupid shit like you did the other night? That crap isn't going to cut it at Race Wars Cass, not this time."

"Well, it seemed to work last time."

"And that was because she wasn't there. Letty's crew were easy pickings back then, they'd lost their secret weapon and didn't know where to turn but she's back."

"Yes and she isn't a full crew member though. We've got nothing to worry about."

"That doesn't matter. They only need her there and already we're gonna have problems. She doesn't need to be behind the wheel as part of their crew for them to win."

"What are you saying?"

"What I'm saying is that they aren't going to be easy pickings any more. You can't deny that with Santana they're stronger. This years Race Wars isn't going to be as easy as we though it was. They've got the home-court advantage, their crew founded the tournament and they've won it nearly every year since."

"That doesn't mean anything! We just need to improve and show them that messing with Noah Puckerman's crew was a big mistake."

"Hmm, whatever you say."

With that he sighed and stood up, leaving his bottle on the top step. Before Cassandra could stop him he was making his was to his Charger and firing it up, the powerful engine roaring as it came to life and growling as he pulled away down the street. Cassandra sighed, reaching over and taking his bottle and gulping down the rest of the liquid that he had left behind. Seeing the skyline of Lima in the distance she knew that Santana wasn't going to win. Not her, not her crew, and especially those bitches Shelby and Holly that called themselves street 'legends'. She was the true legend. She just had to make everybody else see that and it would start with her winning against that little 'Lopez' Latina bitch at Race Wars.

She was the head bitch in charge and she was going to prove it.

Letty sighed happily as Mia curled more into her side, her head resting on her shoulder and her arm looped through the older woman's as they looked out at the Lima city skyline in the distance, the sun setting in warm brilliant reds across the sky as they sat at the picnic table in the back yard of the house. Letty took another sip of her beer before putting it on the table in front of her and breaking the silence.

"You think I should tell her?"

Mia didn't even need to look up to see where Letty's gaze was directed. The shed. She shrugged against her shoulder. "Do you want to tell her?"

The Latina eyed the shed knowing what rested inside it. "I don't know."

"Only you can decide baby. I know it's important to you. Just don't wait too long, ok? We don't have long before Race Wars and Santana's close to finishing her plan."

"I know. I just don't know what to do."

"You don't fully trust her do you?"

Letty pulled away to look down at her girlfriend. "What?"

"I know you better than you know yourself Let, or at least I like to think so. I know when you don't trust something completely. I know you trusted her fully once before, but you're not quite there again."

"But Mia, how did y-"

"Shush. You're hesitating aren't you?"

There was a tense few moments of silence as Letty sighed and her body deflated. "I guess I am. I just don't want things to end. I like the way things are right now. We're all getting along with her, she's sticking to her word, and she gave us closure for Finn."

"There's something else too it isn't there?"

Letty nodded. "Yeah. She's making Brittany happy."

"I don't think you really care about any of that other stuff as much do you?"

"No. I know it's bad to say that but the fact that she's making up for what she did, especially to Brittany, I don't think I could ever hate her again, it's not me."

"And there's your answer. I think it's best if you make up your own mind, and I'm not going to tell you what to do, but I think you've already made your decision."

Letty's gaze met Mia's for a few short moments again, this time really taking in everything she wasn't saying aloud through her eyes, and she knew her girlfriend was right. She smiled and lent in, brushing their lips together softly in an attempt to show her all of her appreciation for her helping her.

"Thank you." She whispered, reaching up a hand to cup Mia's jaw, her thumb rubbing back and forth.

Mia nodded and smiled, reaching up to the hand and pulling it away enough to allow her to kiss her palm. "My pleasure."

"I love you."

"I love you too Leticia Ortiz." Letty smiled. "You know what?"

"What?" She questioned back, Mia resting her head against her shoulder once again with her arm tightening around her bicep.

"My brother would be so proud of you."

Instead of replying verbally Letty let her head fall on top of Mia's, smiling at the thought of making her girlfriend's brother proud of her. He would be, but she still had some proving left to do. Pressing a kiss to the top of Mia's head she also knew she had a decision to make.

It was a hot Tuesday afternoon as Santana pulled off her garage shirt and smiled when Brittany handed her a fresh t-shirt, trying not to blush as the Latina took of her under-shirt so that she was just in her sports bra. Santana didn't miss it however, smirking as she pulled on the navy blue t-shirt and kissed her on the cheek.

"Mind out of the gutter Pierce."

"But-"

"Don't even try to deny it. I know you were checking me out." Brittany only blushed in response making Santana laugh. "You put my clean shirts in here?" She asked, changing the subject and pointing at the backpack that rested on the roof of her Supra that they were stood next to.

Brittany nodded. "Yeah. There's some other things in there too, like deodorant. I thought it might be hot today and you're gonna sweat being stuck in your car for so long on the drive there."

"Hmm, and that's why I love you." She grinned, leaning forward and this time placing a kiss to her lips.

"You'd do the same."

"That I would."

"Oh, and there's one more thing."

"Oh?"

"Wait here." Santana nodded and watched as Brittany moved over to her own car which was parked next to Rachel's S2000, grabbing something from the passenger side and then making her way back. "Here." She grinned, holding out a blue Nos cooler bag. "I thought you'd get thirsty on the way there. There's also some sandwiches too if you and Dani get hungry." She explained, watching as Santana unzipped it to take a look inside.

The Latina looked back up at her with a broad grin plastered across her face. "You're a lifesaver. I have the best girlfriend ever."

"I should hope so." Brittany smiled, accepting Santana's kiss.

"Yo, Harper, you want a drink?" She yelled when she pulled away.

The blonde street racer looked up from where she was hanging out of the cab of the black Ford Raptor (one of the two they had been given to complete Santana's plan, i.e. the train heist). "Hell yeah."

Santana grinned and pulled out one of the bottles of Nos energy drink, throwing it over to the other woman and turning back to Brittany and zipping up the bag. She then turned back to Brittany just as Letty and the crew approached them.

"Lopez, Harper, you ready to go?"

"Yep, I am." Santana replied, leaning in and putting the cooler bag on her passenger side seat.

"Me too." Dani added as she moved around to stand on Santana's empty side.

"Good. Are you sure you don't need more than two people for this?"

Santana shook her head. "Nope, we've got it covered. I know what I'm doing, it's a quick in and out."

"But you're stealing a car from a race track – a race car. How can you be so sure?" Rachel asked.

"If there's anybody that can steal a car from a race track it's me and Dani. Anyway, I have past experience. I got Marley her Shelby didn't I?"

"Yeah and you got shot in the process." Quinn quipped, a smirk on her face.

Santana rolled her eyes. "We'll be fine. I'm not gonna get shot at either, at least not this time."

Letty eyed her cautiously for a few moments before nodding. "Ok then, if you say so. I have faith you two can get the job done. Call me when you have the car and you're on your way back."

Santana nodded. "Will do boss."

"Also, text me when you arrive at the race track."

"We will."

"Then get to it."

Santana grinned and turned to Brittany, kissing the corner of her mouth and getting into her Supra. Once she had the door closed and was strapping into her harness Brittany lent in through the open window.

"What was that kiss about?"

Santana grinned as she looked up from what she was doing. She knew full well what that kiss was about and she had planned on evoking this reaction. She just couldn't resist. "You tell me."

It didn't take long for Brittany figure out what her girlfriend was up to and growling she gripped Santana's jaw harshly and crashed their lips together fervidly, breathing becoming a problem quickly. When Brittany pulled away, hearing Santana panting, she smirked. "You're so gonna pay for that when you get back."

Santana smirked. "Oh, I can't wait."

"Whatever. Have you got your lanyard?"

"Check."

"Pit-stop pass?"

"Check."

"Phone?"

"Check."

"Radio?"

"Check."

"Ok then, good luck baby." She smiled, pulling Santana in for another kiss, this one much softer than the first.

"Thank you."

"Yo, Lopez, you ready to go?"

Santana reluctantly pulled away from Brittany's lips at the sound of Dani's voice. "Yeah."

"Then let's go already!"

"You heard the woman. Bye baby."

"Bye Britt."

"Get moving you two or you're gonna be late."

At Letty's words Santana fired up her car, pulled on her sunglasses and pulled out onto the street, Dani following. Today was going to be a long, hot and sweaty day.

TBC