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I'm back! I'm so sorry for making you all wait so long for this update, I know I haven't been the best updater/author lately but I'm happy to say that recently I've been playing Glee Forever (and I might be a little bit obsessed with it – go and play it it's awesome, seriously!) and it's helped me get back into the spirit of Glee and finally push through my writer's block and get these chapters done! I know it's not much for how long I made you wait but it's a start and it gets some important stuff out of the way. I wanted to give you this chapter last week but I thought one more week couldn't hurt so I waited and this week you get two chapters instead of one (win!). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and hopefully I will see you next week! :)

Also, to Gabz, I'm working on your one-shot in my head as to what it's gonna be and I'll let you know when I start writing it!

Thank you to everybody who supported me whilst I took a break from this story and to everybody who faved, reviewed, and added to alerts in the meantime, it means a lot to know you are putting up with my crap. Thank you and enjoy this long awaited update! :D

The mid-morning sun was hot and bright in the sky as a familiar blue Supra pulled into an empty parking spot in the half full speedway, soon followed by a black Ford Raptor. The two cars parked alongside each other, their drivers stepping out into the hot sun and looking over the roof of the Supra at each other.

"That was one fucking hot drive."

Santana laughed. "You're telling me. Look at my arms."

Dani's gaze followed Santana's down to the Latina's armpits seeing the dark rings of sweat. "Eww."

"I know." Santana agreed, scrunching up her face. "I think we both need a shirt change Harper."

Looking down at her own armpits Dani nodded and then met Santana's gaze once more. "I think you're right there S. You wanna do that now?"

"Sure."

When Dani next looked up she saw Santana ducking her head back into the Supra, her soiled t-shirt now being placed into her backpack. Santana then pulled back out, reaching into her pocket to grab her phone.

"You calling the boss?"

Santana nodded. "Yep."

A few moments later she got a reply. "Hello?"

"Letty, it's Santana."

"Hey. You guys ok?"

"Yeah, we just arrived at the track."

"Good. Where you going now?"

"We're gonna head inside and ask about our pre-race pit tour."

"Sounds good to me. Let me know how it goes."

"I will. How's everything back at the garage with you guys?"

"Steady, that's all you need to know. All you and Dani need to do is stay focused on the job and not come back empty handed, you hear me?"

"Loud and clear."

"Good. I'll be expecting an update soon."

"And you'll get it. I'll see you later Letty."

"Same here S. Stay focused. Bye."

"Bye."

Dani slid her sunglasses back onto her face as Santana ended the call. "Everything good?"

"Yep. You ready to do this?"

The blonde grinned as she looped her Ford GT lanyard over her head, Santana doing the same with her own Sparco one. "Hell yeah."

"Then let's go."

The speedway was alive with the sound of people and car engines revving loudly as Santana and Dani approached the entrance to the pit. The whole place was buzzing, everybody excited for a day of racing and even if she didn't admit it out loud, even though they were on a 'mission/heist' Santana was excited. Something about the sound of high powered cars and the energy of the crowd called to her in her blood, her passion for driving running hot through her veins. She'd gotten it the first time she came with her abuela a few months ago and now she couldn't deny it. No matter how much you wanted to yell at her that this was strictly business she was a little giddy to be watching racing from somewhere other than behind the actual wheel. She was pretty sure Dani was feeling the same, a small smile tugging at the blonde's lips visible to Santana even through the sunglasses that she was wearing.

"Ladies, my names Glenn and today I'll be your tour guide today. Which one's Santana?" An overly cheerful man asked, clapping his hands together as the two women came to a stop at the gate.

"I am." Santana replied, feeling like a kid as she held up her hand whilst she used the other to pull off her sunglasses and hook them on her jean pocket.

Glenn smiled. "Ok then. I was told by a friend of yours, the one that booked this tour, Roz, that you're here for your bachelorette party? She said that you've been looking forward to it for months."

Santana frowned slightly and looked over at Dani, the blonde subtly shrugging with an equally confused expression on her face. She then turned back to the overly happy guy. "She said that did she?"

"Yep."

"I guess that it is. I haven't stopped talking about it, neither as my fiancée. She's just as obsessed about it as I am and she's not the one that's even going." She smiled politely, going along with it.

Glenn grinned, obviously not knowing that Santana wasn't actually getting married, at least not any time soon. "Who's the lucky lady?"

Sharing another quick glance with Dani Santana decided to continue going along with it. She'd get back at Roz later. "Her name's Brittany."

"Ok then, I must make sure to get you back safe to Brittany by the end of the day. In the meantime you ladies are my responsibility and if you're ready I have an amazing pre-race tour of the pits lined up for you to give you an idea of how the Lima speedway runs and what goes on behind the scenes."

Santana smiled and shoved her hands into her pockets. "Lead the way."

"My pleasure. If you would like to follow me please."

As soon as he had his back turned and had walked ahead a few steps Santana turned to Dani who let out a laugh she had obviously been holding in. "What's so funny?" The Latina groaned with a frown etched on her face.

Dani let out another laugh. "Roz got you good Lopez."

"Well, I'm glad you find it funny because I don't."

Dani continued to laugh. "I do, oh trust me I do." Santana rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on! Do you not even find it a little but funny?"

Santana looked over at her with a small smile tugging at her lips, Dani's grin growing wider at the action. "Whatever, we have a job to do Harper."

Before Dani could respond Glenn came to a stop in front of them and turned around. "Here we are ladies. This is where the tour begins. This is where the magic happens behind the scenes of the Lima Speedway!"

As he started rambling off whilst leading them towards the first crews garage door Santana lent over to Dani in a whisper. "Is this guy for real?"

The Latina shrugged. "You've got me sister. He does seem to be way too excited. I'm surprised he didn't piss his pants the moment he realized he could start the tour."

Santana snickered. "Got that straight. Este tipo es demasiado feliz de no estar sola."

Dani laughed. "Hells to the no. Word to that hermana." She replied, holding up her fist for Santana to bump, the other woman happily complying and doing just so.

"And here we are at crew eighteen. Coyote Team Racing. This team has two cars exhibitioning today, a Bailey Blade BXR and a Lexus LFA. Both cars are new to the team and are due for curcuit refits in a week or so so that they can start racing full time for the crew. This week is your only chance to see the fullstock versions in action. As for the team themselves..."

As he started rambling off on a tangent about the team Santana lent in close to Dani. "There it is."

Dani examined the car before leaning in too. "It's hot. The LFA isn't bad itself. Kinda reminds me of my Ford GT."

Santana looked at the LFA and nodded. "I guess it kind of does. What do you think about the BXR?"

"I could easily race that. Shouldn't be too hard to get used to once I've figured it out."

"Good. You up for stealing it?"

"Oh, hells yeah! I'm sure as hell not backing out now. Es demasiado fácil ... demasiado fácil."

Santana grinned as they bumped fists. "Bien. I guess the only thing left to do now is watch this baby in action and pay it a little visit later on tonight."

Dani smirked just as Glenn had finished explaining the team it belonged to. "You're on – but only if we survive this cabeza hueca first."

"All in due time Harper, all in due time. Se paciente."

Dani groaned. "Easier said than done."

"So you're nearly done?"

Rachel nodded, as she continued to hold the phone as Quinn gave Shelby their order up at the front counter. "Yep."

Rachel watched as Santana nodded in response on the screen. They were facetiming each other in between doing things, i.e. working. As Rachel was on lunch break with Quinn she had text Santana and set up a facetime call, the Latina and Dani getting food before the afternoon racing began.

"Good. I'm excited to see what it looks like when I get back."

"I am too. What are you and Dani doing now?"

"Heading to our seats. We just got food."

"Hells yeah! I get to pig out on speedway junk food baby! ¡Viviendo el sueño!"

Santana and Rachel laughed as Dani cut into the screen to interject with her colourful 'opinion'. "Ignore her, we're being good, I promise. Just don't tell Brittany."

Rachel laughed. "Ok, I won't. I can't guarentee she won't find out on her own though."

"I wouldn't be surprised."

The brunette grinned just as Quinn slid into the seat across from her in the booth. "Ok Santana, Quinn just finished ordering our lunch. I gotta go."

"Is she there?"

"Yeah."

Rachel spun the camera around so that it was facing Quinn. "Hey S."

"Hey Q!"

"I'll see you later Santana?"

"Definitely."

"Good. Have fun watching the racing."

Santana grinned from the other end. "I will. Bye Rach."

"Bye Santana."

Rachel ended the call and slid the phone into her pocket, smiling as she looked over at her girlfriend. "Did you order?"

"Yes, I did. You should-"

"You know I didn't want to come here right?"

"But Rach-"

"You know I haven't talked to her since it came out."

"I know but you need to eat and this is the best place for lunch other than The Blue Anchor and this was quicker."

"Yes but me and my mom haven't talked."

"Why do you think I ordered at the counter? You should have seen the look on her face."

"Quinn." She smiled sadly, reaching across the table and taking one of the blonde's hands into her own. "Baby, I know you mean well but you and I both know what she did. She kept what happened to Finn a secret from the both of us instead of telling it to our face. Instead I had to find out from someone else. I know both you and I forgave Santana for what she did but that doesn't forgive what Shelby did. I love my mom, you know that, but this was wrong and you know it."

Quinn sighed but just as she was about to respond Shelby was making her way over to their table. "Rachel-"

The younger brunette let go of Quinn's hand and held up one to her mother to halt her from continuing. "Whatever it is I don't want to hear it."

"But Rachel-"

"No. You kept what happened to Finn from me. Don't tell me some sob story in the hopes that I'll believe you were 'protecting' me because it won't work. You lied, I can't forgive you for that – at least not yet."

Before Shelby could even respond Rachel was getting up out of the booth and heading for the front door, the bell above it ringing as she exited and made her way to her car. Quinn sighed as she watched her girlfriend get in her S2000 and drive off. She then looked up at Shelby.

"She's just being stubborn but I understand where she's coming from. She's still hurting – I am too. Just give her a little time and she'll talk to you when she's ready."

"What if she's never ready?" Shelby frowned.

Quinn shrugged in response. "That I can't help you with. I'm gonna go and calm her down but you're gonna have to let her come to you in her own time."

Shelby nodded and looked over at the blonde. "Here, there's a black Chevrolet pick-up truck parked out back. Go and follow her." She smiled sadly, tossing Quinn a set of keys she pulled from her back pocket.

Quinn nodded and smiled. "Thanks."

"No problem."

Shelby sighed as she watched Quinn exit the diner. Maybe she had a much longer way to go than she originally thought.

Santana squinted against the high afternoon sun and sat back in her seat, unhooking her sunglasses from her jeans just as a text buzzed on her phone. Temporarily abandoning her glasses she turned her attentions to said phone and eyed the text, smiling at the goofy picture Brittany had sent her.

-Britt-

(Photo)

Hey baby! xxx

Santana shook her head and started tapping her reply, catching the attention of the woman next to her.

"What's so funny?"

Santana looked up and held the phone up at the same time so that Dani could see it. In the selfie that Brittany had sent she had been making a goofy face next to Kitty, the other blonde equally as silly with her own goofy look plastered on her face. Dani laughed.

"Weirdos."

Santana let out a bark of laughter as she resumed texting, not taking very long to send her reply back to her girlfriend.

-To: Britt-

Very funny babe. Aren't you supposed to be working? xxx

Her phone buzzed almost instantly, not that she had expected anything less though.

-Britt-

We are, we're just taking a break. Kitty came by with lunch and decided to stay a while. Is everything ok with you and Dani?

Santana knew on a serious note that Brittany was checking up on her. She couldn't blame her though, after everything that had happened with the hot headed blonde she couldn't blame her girlfriend for worrying about her whilst she was left alone with her. She'd probably feel the same way if the roles were reversed. She wasn't worried though. After the last time their fists had met she'd taken greater care to put back on the muscle she'd lost after getting shot and prepare herself for or if the other woman decided to use action rather than words to settle their differences again. She was ready but she wasn't scared and that's exactly what she was going to tell Brittany.

-To: Britt-

Everything's good. She's actually being cool for once, or at least as close to the cool I remember before all the shit went down. Anyway, I can handle myself.

...

-Britt-

Are you sure?

...

-To:Britt-

Baby, I'm fine, I promise. Look, whatever happens I'll handle it. Anyway, the races are starting. I'll call you when they're done?

...

-Britt-

Ok, but I want Facetime. I want to see you, I miss you.

Santana laughed, imaging Brittany's pout before replying.

-To: Britt-

I promise I'll Facetime you as soon as we're done. I miss you too. I love you Britt-Britt xxx

...

-Britt-

I love you too baby xxx

As soon as she figured that it was ok to put her phone back in her pocket she did just so and resumed the process of slipping on her Ray Bans, sliding them on and pushing them up her nose with her pointer finger.

"Everything ok with Britt?"

"Yeah, they're just taking a break. Kitty came by with lunch and decided to stay a little while."

"Cool. Everything good with you?"

Santana looked over at the other woman who just so happened to be wearing her own sunglasses once again, her gaze directed towards the track where the lap car, a Chevrolet Corvette, was making it's way onto the track to signify the start of the race. She had a feeling she'd touch a little on this subject and she was ready to answer.

"Yeah, why?"

Dani shrugged nonchalantly in response, her gaze still fixed on the lap car. "Just curious."

"Curious as to what I've been up to." Before the other woman could respond Santana held up a hand and cut her off. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna shout at you for asking. As long as you let me ask back."

Taken aback by Santana's response Dani deflated a little whilst Santana mentally thanked Brittany, for if there was one thing she'd taught her since they'd gotten back together it was patience and keeping calm. God knows she needed it before she went all Lima Heights on someone's ass for pissing her off. Dani was especially no exception.

"Uh, ok."

Santana nodded and sat back in her seat, taking a sip from her drink. "Go ahead, I'm all ears."

Sitting back in her seat Dani deflated a little more and sighed, rubbing at her forehead. "I wanna be honest with you. I don't wanna pry, I know what you went through, but you don't know what I went through."

"And you want to tell me, of all people?"

Dani nodded. "You deserve to know considering I nearly beat you to death. Like I said that night, I don't expect you to forgive me, if ever at all, but you deserve to know the truth – my truth. If you'll let me tell you that is?"

There was a brief moment of silence before Santana answered. "You haven't told Kitty this yet have you?"

"No."

"Are you sure you wanna do this? She is your girlfriend."

"I know, just like Britt is yours. I just wanna clear the air with you, as much as I can at least. I talked to Kitty about this not that long ago. She agreed that I could tell you first."

Santana nodded and crossed her arms over her chest. "Ok, you sure you wanna do it in front of all these people?"

Dani sighed and frowned even behind her sunglasses. "Lopez, yes! These people don't mean a crap. They don't know me and I don't know them, let's keep it that way. You wanna hear or not?"

"Fine, go ahead."

Instead of responding verbally Dani nodded and took in a deep breath before starting. "Just over ten years ago I met someone. Someone who I thought I could trust. I was sixteen at the time but I didn't know any better, I was a kid trying to be a woman. Being a part of the Harper family, I had to grow up fast. You know, seen some crazy shit at a young age and forced to be a grown up when all the other kids were enjoying being kids with their perfect families. I envied them, I still do. They had everything I wanted. Instead I got an alcoholic dad sand a conman, a mom who was too afraid to speak up or do anything about it, an older sister who was trying to make a better, non-criminal life for us, and a younger sister who was steadily realizing the fucked up family she'd been born into."

"So you're the middle child?"

Dani nodded. "Yeah. Always a little bit of each but never fully one or the other. I swear it drove me fucking crazy but now looking back on it my sisters were the only thing that gave me strength to fight what was going on in my head. I had some dark fucking thoughts, thoughts I know probably would have ended up making me commit suicide."

"Really?"

"Yeah, which is why what happened is a bitter-sweet reminder of two halves."

"What do you mean?"

"I lost my family but I was ripped out of a life that would have no doubt drove me so crazy with my demons that I would see death as the only way out. I know it's dark but it's the truth."

"I'm not judging. What happened next?"

"What happened next was a result of my dads never ending need to always have more money. I swear if that fucker could eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner if he could have. He was obsessed and that meant that the rest of the family, including me, had to be as well. He did own a garage, which is where I fell in love with cars, but that's the only thing he gave me that didn't come with a price. He soon got bored with it though. Instead he turned to making an illegal chop shop out of it and thus he found a way to con people out of thousands of dollars in cash – until one day he ripped off the wrong fucking people. They came knocking one day asking about how my dad had stripped their car and replaced the parts with cheap knock-offs. Turns out he conned the head of the local drug trade's boss and they wanted him to pay. Then enter my friend."

"Let me guess, the one that betrayed you?"

"Yeah, for now let's call her 'E'."

"Ok."

"So, 'E' comes in and befriends me. I'd never had a best friend before so I fell for her lie and before I knew it she had my back. I felt as though no matter what kind of crazy shit I'd gotten myself into she'd be there to help me out of it. That's how she 'helped' my dad. He considered me his partner in crime, even though I wanted nothing to fucking do with it, and I had no choice but to 'advise' him as E told me to. I believed her so I stepped up and did what she said. It resulted in them demanding payment and then some for the damages he'd caused. They also wanted complete control of the chop shop and they'd let us all live. We agreed and set up a meet. The terms were to bring the rest of the family or else they'd track us down and kill us all. In the end, after a lot of fighting on me and my older sister's parts, my dad still decided to go ahead with it. E was my best friend and practically like a fourth daughter by then so he agreed to let her come with us."

There was a pause and Santana reached over placing a hand on Dani's forearm. "Hey, Dani, you ok?"

Being shaken out of her haze Dani looked up and over at the other Latina. "Oh, yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about what happened next."

"You know you don't have to tell me right? I've got a pretty clear idea already."

"No." She replied, shaking her head and steeling herself. "You deserve the entire story. I'm not done yet."

"Ok, if you feel comfortable enough to continue."

Looking over Dani could see the sincerity plastered across Santana's face. She never would have even believed she'd be here sat next to her right now not wanting to punch her but it felt pretty good finally levelling out the road that their friendship had taken many bumps on. Santana was concerned and had given her a chance to back out and stop but she deserved to know the whole truth behind her evident trust issues. She didn't owe it to herself to get it out in the open but she definitely owed it to Santana, even if it hurt. That's why she took in another steadying breath and nodded, covering the hand on her arm with her own.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

"What came next nearly broke me. I'll never forget it. We arrived at the meet to make the deal, my dad was going to hand over everything – the garage, our life savings, the chop shop, just because of one stupid rip-off he made. The boss was there and demanded even more ash as he'd changed his mind. He was so coked up on his own product that he was tripping on the price. Let's just say that one thing led to another and he had my mom and sister at gun point."

"Which sister?"

"My older one."

"Carry on."

"So, with them at gun point my dad still told them that we had no more money. I knew he was lying. I knew he had a stash that held thousands of dollars but even I didn't know the true extent of the total sum. I just knew that it was a lot. He kept denying it over and over again until I was just about ready to shout it out loud. Instead when I opened my mouth two gunshots rang out. That's when things went crazy. My dad somehow managed to slip free and drove off without even caring to grab me and my sister. Before I even realized what was going on, other than my mom and sister had just been shot, E was pulling a radio out of nowhere and calling in for reinforcements. It had been a sting. She'd pushed us into the meeting so that she could take down the drug boss. My family had been her meal ticket and it had worked. I wanted to beat the crap out of her but I remembered my little sister so we made a run for it. I jumped in my car with her and we drove. I followed my dad until he was stopped and it was then that I lost both my parents. They'd stopped him themselves, the drug dealers, and put a bullet in his head the same as my mom and sister. When they saw me our eyes locked and he raised his gun. It was aimed straight at me and for a second I let myself slip away thinking that maybe this was my chance to get out of the shit storm that was now my life. I swear if it hadn't have been for my sister I probably would have let him kill me. She was twelve and she had no one but me left. I had to be there for her and me. Instead of letting that bullet hit me I slammed my foot on the gas and never looked back."

"What did you do next?"

Dani shrugged as she watched the cars speed around the track down below them. "The first place I headed was home. That shit was risky, I know, but I had to get a few things. I grabbed by dad's gun, a duffel bag of clothes each for me and my sister and my dad's stash."

"You knew where it was?"

"I told you I didn't know how much was in it. I never said I didn't know where it was. It was then that I got the hell out of there. I just drove, halfway across the country until I was sure we weren't being followed. When I opened the stash there was a 100k in hard cash just rolled up in bundles. I remember looking at it in my hands thinking that if my dad had handed the fucking shit over to them my mom and older sister would still be here and he'd still be alive. Instead there I was, a scared sixteen year old kid trying to look after a twelve year old on the run from a crazy fucking bunch of drug dealers. I'll never forget the look on E's face the moment everything went to shit and she revealed that she was a cop and that she'd played me just so she could advance her career. So, bottling that and everything up I looked down at the money and thought about what my mom would want me to do. She'd want me to take care of my sister instead of taking the easy way out so I came up with a plan."

"Which was?"

"Drive her to the safest place I could fucking find until things blew over."

"And did you?"

"I guess you could say we did. Five years later when she turned seventeen I let her go her own way and I split the 100k between the both of us. I told her to not tell me where she was going in case they ever found me so that they could never know."

"What happened to her?"

"She emailed me a while ago telling me that she was happy working as a secretary-type thing at this garage up state and she has a girlfriend. She wanted to stay close but far away enough that she could run if she needed to."

"So you stay in contact?"

"We email each other once a month."

"So you actually have a sister?"

"Yeah but no one other than you knows. I've kept her a secret ever since the day we went our separate ways. I joined the crew and never looked back, until now that is."

There was a brief pause before Santana responded, taking a few moments to process everything that Dani had just told her. "Thank you."

The simple reply surprised the blonde, causing her look up and over at the other Latina who was smiling sympathetically at her. "What?"

"Thank you."

"But why?"

"Why am I not asking questions? Why am I not prying for every detail? Because I respect you. You looked after your sister all by yourself and did your best for her considering the direness of your situation. In my books that's cool with me. You shared and I listened. I know everything I need to know now from what you've told me. I understand."

Dani didn't know what to do so instead of responding verbally she engulfed Santana in a bone crushing hug. "Thank you." She whispered, returning the sentiment.

When the crowd erupted into cheers the two women pulled apart to see the BXR pulling onto the track behind the lap car, the first one to emerge from the star crews pit garage.

"Hey, looks like your car's taking center stage."

Dani grinned. "Yeah, let's see what this baby can do."

"I'm with you on that one." Santana agreed with a grin, high-fiving the other woman as an easier and happier, much needed air settled between them.

Rachel sighed as she saw a familiar all-black Chevrolet pick-up truck pull up in the empty parking space next to her. She paid it no mind however continuing to look out over the sea as she heard a door open and close. A few moments later someone came and filled the empty space beside her on the hood of her car.

"Don't go there Quinn."

There was a moment of silence as Quinn debated what to do and what to say. Rachel was being stubborn, she knew this much, and if there was one person she needed right now it was the blonde. She was still hurting over Finn and the recent news but even she would admit that she was hurting too. The news of hearing how her best friend had really died had reopened a wound she had thought had healed a long time ago. That's why no matter how stubborn Rachel was being she needed to hear it from Quinn of all people that she needed to be strong and not rip their family (connected by blood or not) apart because she was angry. She was entitled to her feelings, Quinn would give her that, but maybe she needed to hear an outsider's opinion no matter how much she didn't want to and that's what made up the blonde street racer's mind.

"I'm not."

Surprised Rachel finally looked up and over at her girlfriend, raising an eyebrow in the process. "You're not?"

"No, I'm not. I am however gonna tell you something."

"Ok..."

Quinn let out a barely audible breath and played with the pick-up trucks keys in between her fingers. "Rach, if there's one thing you taught me over the past few months is that everybody deserves a second chance-" Rachel was about to cut her off but she held up a hand. "Don't stop me because you don't want to hear it. You have to." When Rachel stayed quiet Quinn nodded in silent thanks and continued. "When I was mad at Santana you told me over an over again that holding onto my anger wasn't the way to go and by the grace of God you somehow managed to convince me that maybe I was holding onto it because I thought that it was the only thing to do. But it wasn't, I know that now. Instead I let it go and gave Santana a chance to prove to me that she really didn't mean what she did and that she was paying the price physically and mentally for it. Now look, I have my best friend back and I've forgiven her. You have too and so have Mia and Marley."

There was a brief pause and when Rachel looked over at Quinn she realised that the blonde was giving her a chance to speak. "I know, it's just that it's hard. It's hard to see past what she did. She held back what really happened – on purpose. She knew all this time what happened to Finn and she didn't tell me, she didn't tell us. We could have known, could have visited him and told him that he could really rest in peace but we buried him never knowing what truly happened that night."

"Have you considered Shelby's side of this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Have you put serious thought as to why she kept this from you? There had a to be a reason."

"Whatever the reason she hurt me Quinn. She hurt us."

"I know but you can't let your anger cloud all the angles. You have to consider why she did it in the first place. With Santana it was because she was doing a job, not that she really wanted to do it, but with Shelby maybe she was doing it to protect you, to protect all of us."

"But-"

"What if she'd told us and we'd run across Cassandra? You've seen what she's capable of, she nearly killed Santana over a usb drive. What if she'd somehow managed to take one of us and tried to torture it out of us. Then she'd know that the rest of the crew knew and she'd try to silence all of us. You know she wouldn't hesitate either."

"I know, she had a reason. It's hard to see it though, especially with this anger inside of me. Finn deserved that justice Quinn. He deserved it a long long time ago."

"I know he did. I was his best friend."

"I just can't believe that she did it. She made our lives hell by putting Santana through all of that but I don't understand how she could live for so many years knowing that she just killed a man because he was doing what he loved."

"She's a corrupt cop. It's what she enjoys doing. In the end though that's the risk we run every time we race, every time we get behind the wheel of these cars. We put ourselves at risk for the rush of being free. You and I know that better than anybody."

"But I lost him Quinn, I lost him and he's never coming back."

"I know he's not Rach, I know." She replied, the quiver in Rachel's voice something she was all too familiar with. She knew what was coming, so wrapped an arm around her shoulder's and pulled her in close so that the brunette's head was resting on her collarbone.

As expected Rachel's tears started running out of her eyes and down her cheeks staining Quinn's shirt. Instead of verbally trying to comfort her Quinn just held her tighter knowing that no words on this Earth could calm the other woman down when it came to the sore subject of Finn. It was hard, it always had been, and she was pretty sure it would be for the rest of their lives, but she knew that they had to push on for his and their sakes. He would have wanted that, for them to live the rest of their lives happy, and if there was one thing Quinn was going to do was make him proud by making Rachel happy for as long as she possibly could. That started now.

When Rachel's sobs had calmed down Quinn pulled away a little so that she could use her free hand to brush a few stray strands of hair out of her girlfriend's face. She smiled as reassuringly as she could. "Rach, like you said to me about Santana, I can't force you to forgive Shelby, it's not the way it works. I will say that you have to at least give her a chance. She was trying to protect you, no matter how much you want to deny that, and she had her reasons. What she did wasn't right but I can't force you to do something you don't want to do. At least for Finn's sake let it cool down a little and go and apologize and talk things out because I hate seeing you two at each other's throats. I kinda miss the time when it wasn't awkward between us and her. Please, promise me and I'll stay off your case."

Looking up into Quinn's eyes she smiled sadly and nodded, reaching a hand up to cup her jaw. "I promise." She said, pulling the other woman into a soft kiss.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you Quinn." She whispered back, letting Quinn pull her close. She smiled when she felt a tender kiss placed upon her forehead. She had some serious thinking to do.

Dani whistled as she watched the BXR whiz past them on the track below. "Damn that's fast."

Santana nodded in equal amazement. "Sí hombre. That thing is gonna rip up the streets."

"Correction hermana – it's gonna tear up the streets. You put about 40k's worth of parts in that thing it's gonna be like a Lambo on steroids."

"You think you can handle that much power and speed though?"

Dani turned to look at her with a playful raised eyebrow. "Did you really just ask that? Hell yes I can! Do you know who you're talking to?"

Santana laughed. "I do. That thing is gonna be fast is all. Just don't crash. I don't wanna be peeling you off the sidewalk when you do."

Dani playfully shoved her. "Whatever man. This thing is gonna be a beast, especially with me behind the wheel. You wait, Puckerman's crew won't stand a chance at Race Wars, I'm telling you. Manojo de putos aficionados."

Santana let out another loud laugh as the crowd around them cheered as the LFA joined the BXR on the track, both cars racing alongside one another. "I knew there was a reason why they were making these track-only cars."

"Yeah, but they're not. Instead it's coming home with me and we're gonna make it into something better."

Santana smiled and held up her clenched fist for Dani to bump. "Word to that sister. Word to that."

Dani grinned and connected her own fist with Santana's. "De acuerdo."

"Santana come on!"

"Why are you rushing me? You're still not ready either." Santana growled back, currently sat out of the door of her Supra lacing up a pair of all-black sneakers.

Dani rolled her eyes and pulled her black hoodie on, then grabbing her gloves. "Whatever. Let's just get this thing over with. I wanna drive it already."

This time it was Santana's turn to roll her eyes. "You do know you can't drive it until we get back to the garage right?"

"Fine. You ready?"

"Almost." She replied, getting out of her car and grabbing her 'job' backpack. She grabbed her gloves from inside it and then zipped it back up before locking up her car, Dani doing the same with the Raptor. "Ok, I'm ready."

"So what's the plan?"

"We go to the gate, check out what's going on and go from there."

"So we're just winging it?"

"Yeah, we're just winging it. Do you have a better idea?"

Dani shook her head. "On second thought winging it sounds a lot better than 'Santana you're right'."

The Latina rolled her eyes at the blonde and turned in the direction of the gate. "Come on, let's go check it out before we're caught."

Dani agreed by following her, the two women carefully making their way across the now-empty parking lot towards the rear gate where they knew they could then drive into the pits in the center of the raceway.

"Ok, so what do you think?" Dani asked as they scoped out the space beyond the chain link fence they were stood behind.

"I think I'm gonna cut the chain on the gate and you're gonna drive in. Then I'll direct you on foot into the pits and we'll find the team garage with the BXR in, and go from there."

"What if it's not there?"

"Then we search this whole fucking place until we find it."

Dani grinned. "Lead the way Lopez."

Five minutes later and Santana was pulling the radio from where it was clipped onto her belt. "Ok, make sure your mask is covering your face and your hood is up. We don't want these people seeing our faces and catching us ok?"

"Ok. My mask and hood are up. You ready with the gate?"

"Yeah, just pull up and I'll let you in."

"Coming now."

Santana looked up and saw the Raptor approaching. Once Dani was in eyesight they shared an agreeing nod before Santana made her way over to the gate and cut the chain so that she could pull it open. Once Dani had crawled through with the pick-up she closed it behind them and made her way forwards so that she was walking in front of the Raptor, Dani trailing behind her. The two women spent a good few minutes looking around as Santana led them inwards and it wasn't long before they were making their way into the center of the race track, speeding it up knowing now that time was of the essence before they got caught. That wasn't an option.

Now in the pits Santana counted her way along the numbers above the numerous garage doors until she found it. "Sixteen... seventeen... eighteen! Ok D, this is it. Coyote Team Racing. The car should be in here."

Dani stopped the Raptor and got out, the two of them approaching the garaje door. Santana swung the backpack off her shoulders and found her bolt cutters, handing Dani the bag and crouching down. Seconds later the lock had been cut and Dani was helping her slide up the door. When they stepped back however Dani huffed frustratedly.

"Shit, it's not here."

"Neither of the cars are."

"Where do you think they are?"

"I have no idea."

"That helps Santana."

Santana rolled her eyes in response. "Like I said, we stick to the plan. We search this place until we find it, simple as."

Dani sighed. "Fine. Where do we start?"

"I don't know… wait!"

"What is it?"

"I remember seeing a few team trailers back where we came in. They might be in amongst them."

"It's better than what we had a minute ago. Let's go check it out."

Santana nodded and slung her backpack over her shoulder before hopping up into the bed of the Raptor, Dani slowly turning it around and heading for the exit as she kept an eye out for trouble. A couple of minutes later they were back in the rear parking lot reserved for the crews only and they were seraching around. Dani stopped to take a look and using the height she now had from being in the back of the truck Santana used the night vision binoculars Roz had given her to get a better view of the entire lot. It was then, tucked away at the back of said lot, that she spotted a familiar red and white design on a large car trailer.

"D, I think we've got it."

"Where is it?"

"I'll hop out of the truck and lead you on foot."

"You sure?"

"Yep."

"Ok, I'll crawl behind you."

Santana took a few moments to map out the route mentally and memorize it before jumping back out of the Raptor and onto the asphalt. She shared a gloved thumbs up with Dani and made her way around to the front of the truck and started leading the blonde towards the trailer. She really hoped this was it, she didn't want to get caught stealing a race car. Even though she was the one to come up with this idea being caught stealing such a high risk car wasn't on her bucket list.

Under the cover of darkness the two of them carefully weaved their way through the maze of racing crew trailers and various cars until they reached the one that Santana had picked out from the crowd. With Coyote Team Racing splashed across the side in big letters they both hoped that they'd found the car they were looking for.

Dani hopped out of the truck and watched as Santana pulled out her bolt cutters for a third time that night. "If you cut that how are we gonna secure it back up to get it out of here?"

"I've got a spare lock in my bag. Don't worry, I've got it covered. All you need to worry about is if the damn car is in here."

Dani nodded and watched as Santana cut the lock, then helping her slide up the rear door. "Shit. Wrong car!"

Before Santana could respond to the other woman she saw the beam of a flashlight in the distance, turning back to Dani and shaking her head. "We don't have time to try and find the other one."

"You sure about that?"

"Not unless you wanna get caught. The LFA is just as good, you saw that today the same as I did."

Deciding not to argue as it would be better than getting caught the blonde just nodded in response and the two women took one last look at the LFA inside the trailer before sliding down the door once more.

"Ok, you reverse back to the hitch and I'll attach the new lock. Then we can get the hell out of here."

"Don't need to tell me twice sister."

As Dani made her way back over to the Raptor Santana fished around in her backpack for the replacement lock and when she had found it quckily knelt down so that she could secure the back door of the trailer. Just as she had stood up and pocketed the keys, throwing the old lock that she'd cut to the floor, she heard a voice.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Acting on instinct Santana ran towards the cab of the truck to Dani. "Drive!"

"What?!"

"Is the trailer locked to the Raptor?"

"Yeah, I think so."

Santana momentarily took a few steps back to check it and when she did indeed see that the trailer was securely connected to the Raptor she ran back to Dani. "Drive!"

"Get in!"

"No, go! I'll distract him!"

"Santana!"

"Dani don't argue with me!"

"Fine. Idiota loco de mierda."

Ignoring Danui's colourful use of Spanish Santana watched as she started pulling away. She jogged alongside the truck and when they'd cleared the maze of trailers Santana yelled at the security guard giving Dani enough time to pull out of the gate, which was now conviniently open - not that she wanted to though. As much as she had hated Santana in the past she wasn't about to leave her to get caught, at least not willingly. But, she had no choice. Now she knew how Quinn and Marley must have felt the night Santana told them to leave after she'd got shot by a crazy ass mother fucker with a shotgun claiming to be a distraction so that they could get away. Now she knew just how far Santana was willing to go to carry out her plan – no matter what happened she was going to get it done, getting caught or not, and for that Dani respected her. The woman had balls, she'd give her that, and it took a lot to impress her of all people.

Watching as Dani pulled away Santana turned her attentions back towards the guard who now had his hand on his gun, the other holding his flashlight. Knowing what had to be done she yelled and led him back into the maze of trailers.

Minutes later she was running out as if her life depended on it, never more thankful for getting back into shape as she ran out past the gate and across the empty parking lot. She could see the Raptor already waiting near her Supra ready to go. Amazingly maintaining her fast pace Santana continued to run as she fished her Supra keys from her back pocket. She gasped as she heard a shot, the bullet hitting somehwre not too far away from her.

"Woah. Shit!" She panted heavily, coming to a stop next to her Supra and fumbling with the keys in her gloved hands.

Luckily they worked with her and she slid them into the lock, tossing her backpack to the passenger seat and firing up the engine. In a matter of moments and in a time only a seasoned street racer could achieve she had it in gear and was burning rubber as she and Dani both took off side by side. The security guard watched helplessly from where he'd come to a stop as the two cars escaped along with the trailer with one of the most expensive cars in the speedway.

"Fuck."

Meanwhile, Dani yelled in elation as they both hit the road leading to the highway, hitting the steering wheel with her gloved hands. "Now that's how you steal a fucking car!"

"You hear that Lopez? That's how you steal a fucking car!"

Santana laughed at the woman on the other end of the radio. "Hell yeah! Así es como se hace mierda!"

She heard Dani laugh. "Word sister, word."

"The jobs not done yet though."

"What do you mean?"

"You're driving with a trailer attached that has 'Coyote Team Racing' written in large bold red letters on the side. Don't you think it's a little bit obvious?"

"What do you suggest?"

"I have temporary vinyls courtesy of Marley."

"Wow, you really are prepared for anything huh?"

"I've gotta be or else none of you would have cars for Race Wars. Come on, let's pull over and cover the trailer. I'll call Letty at the same time."

"Sounds good to me."

Santana watched as Dani applied one of the vinyl's to the back of the trailer, waiting for Letty to pick up.

"Lopez?"

"Ortiz. You want some good news?"

"I'm listening."

"Add to the tally. You're gonna have a surprise waiting for the rest of the crew tomorrow morning at the garage."

"You got it?"

"Hell yeah. We did hit a bump in the road though."

"What do you mean?"

"What she means is we got the wrong fucking car!" Dani yelled as she walked past Santana.

"What does she mean you got the wrong car?"

"It's a long story but we're coming back with a car that is just as good."

"Ok, I'll take your word for it. Are you gonna be able to get back ok? Where are you?"

"We're fine, me and Dani can handle it. We're pulled up on the side of the road replacing the logos on the side of the trailer."

"So you needed Marley's vinyl's after all?"

"Yeah, I guess we did."

"Ok, let me know when you get back into town. Park the trailer in the yard of the garage and we'll all check it out tomorrow morning okay?"

"Okay."

"Good. See you tomorrow Lopez. Buenas noches."

"Buenas noches. Bye Letty."

"Bye Lopez."

Ending the call Santana sent off a quick text to Brittany.

-To: Britt-

Just got the car. Heading back to Lima now but don't wait up for me babe. XX

She then looked up and over at Dani who was wiping her gloved hands together. "You finished with the back one?"

"Yeah, all done. Now they'll never know it belongs to a race team."

Santana admired the Hummel garage logo and nodded. "Nope. You ready to go?"

"Yeah, just one more thing..."

"What is it?"

Dani held out her clenched glove-clad fist. "We're cool."

Santana smiled and bumped it with her own. "Cool. Gracias."

Dani smiled with a nod and made her way to the cab of the Raptor. Santana smiled a small grin of her own and made her way back to the Supra, sliding in and buckling herself into the race harness just as she got a text from Brittany.

-Britt-

Ok baby. I'm not gonna listen to you though. You know I can't sleep without you here in our bed next to me so I'm waiting up anyway. I'll see you when you get back. Love you baby XX

...

-To: Britt-

I love you too. I'll think of you the entire way back until I'm there next to you. XX

She smiled as she tossed her phone onto the passenger seat next to her backpack and fired the car up, following Dani onto the road and onto the highway. Ask her then and she'll say it was a night doing a job well done.

TBC