Hello again my loves! Sorry I kept you waiting a few days! Don't hate me but I'm going to make you wait a few more days for the next update. But! It's going to be totally worth it! I hope you think so anyway. Lots of good stuff coming up in the next few chapters! Hope you like it :) Enjoy this one!

"Hey. Hey. Quinn!" Santana stumbled around, drunk. "How come you never drink with us?"

"Someone has to watch over you guys." Quinn laughed.

"Why? We're on our bestest behavior."

"For now."

Santana waved Quinn off and stumbled to the kitchen. She mixed herself a drink and wandered back out to the other room. She flipped through the TV channels as she sat on the couch.

"We should go out." Puck sat next to Santana. "I'm tired of staring at these walls."

"But I'm drunk."

"Me too." Puck shrugged.

"Where we gonna go?"

"I don't know. We could go see wifey."

"Yes! I miss her." Santana downed her drink and jumped up. She swayed a little and grabbed on the arm of the couch. "Whoa. Ok I'm good. Let's go!"

Puck laughed and followed the brunette. Quinn rolled her eyes and stayed close to the two drunks. They walked into the club and sat at the bar. Santana ordered a drink.

"Maybe you should slow down." Quinn looked cautiously at Santana.

"I'm good. This will be my only drink here." Santana smiled sweetly.

"Ok fine." Quinn sighed.

Puck laughed at his girlfriend. Santana slowly sipped her drink and looked around the club, trying to find her blonde beauty. She saw her walking in from backstage. She jumped down from her seat, walking over to Brittany. "Hey babe." She smiled, wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist.

"Hey you." Brittany smiled softly. Security rushed over but Brittany waved them off. "It's ok, guys. She's with me."

"Did I get you in trouble?"

"No it's ok. I'm glad you came."

"Me too. I missed you lots."

"Are you drunk?" Brittany laughed.

"Only a lot."

"You're adorable."

"I really want to kiss you right now."

"Come with me." Brittany grabbed Santana's hand and led her to a little private room in the back. She locked the door then turned toward Santana. "Is that better?"

"Much." Santana pushed Brittany up against the door. Their lips crashed together. Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's waist, pulling her as close as possible. Santana tangled her hands in Brittany's hair before one untangled itself and trailed down Brittany's bare skin, resting on her hip. Brittany spun their bodies so Santana was now backed against the door. She moved down to the brunette's neck. She nibbled and sucked softly. Santana tilted her head and a soft moan escaped her lips. "You're amazing."

"I know." Brittany laughed softly. She kissed back up Santana's neck. She placed a few soft kisses on the brunette's lips. "I have to get back to work."

"Already?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

"It's ok." Santana kissed Brittany softly. "I'm just happy I got some time with you."

"You need to stop that."
"What?" Santana looked confused.

"Stop being so sweet and adorable." Brittany smiled. "Because I just might take you home right now."

"I'm sorry." Santana smiled. "I just can't help it."

"Come on. Let's get back out there." Brittany took Santana's hand and led her back out to the bar.

"Lopez, where you been?" Puck slurred.

Santana hopped back in her seat. "I got lost and this beautiful woman helped me out."

Brittany rolled her eyes. "Good to see you guys again."

"You too." Quinn smiled. "It seems a bit slow for a Saturday night."

"Yeah, a little. It was pretty busy earlier." Brittany watched Santana and Puck go shot for shot. "It's slow now but I'm sure it's going to pick up again soon."

"Do you have to stay until 4 again?"

"Yeah. It's probably going to be my shift until they hire someone new."

"That sucks."

"Yeah but its more money." Brittany laughed. She looked over at Santana, who was drunk again. "San, hey, I have to get back to work. Ok?"

"Ok." Santana smiled. She held out her arms for a hug.

Brittany laughed and hugged the brunette. "I'll see you later."

"Have fun." Santana waved.

Brittany laughed and walked off. Santana watched her leave. Her smile faded when she saw some dirty guy grab Brittany by the arm. He smacked her ass and winked with a nasty smile on his face. With liquid courage flowing through her veins, Santana jumped out of her seat and charged the guy.

"Santana!" Puck shouted, chasing her. "Stop!"

"Get your dirty hands off of her!" Santana shouted as she pushed the dirty guy away from Brittany.

"Santana!" Brittany yelled at the brunette. "Calm down."

Security separated the man and Santana. Puck pulled the little brunette back. "Chill out."

Brittany stepped in front of Santana. "San, calm down. It's ok."

"That nasty perv was all over you." Santana spit out.

"You're drunk. You need to go home and sleep it off." Brittany held Santana's face in her hands. "Just go home, babe."

"Only if you come with me."

"I can't. But you really need to go before you get kicked out. I'll see you tomorrow."

"This is bullshit." Santana broke free from everyone and stormed out of the club.

Puck apologized to Brittany and chased after Santana. Brittany sighed and started walking backstage. Mike grabbed her by the arm.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Mike was really pissed and Brittany could tell.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry? You're sorry? Your friends caused a scene again tonight. Get them under control or none of you will be back."

"Are you serious?"

"You want to test me?"

"No, sir."

"Go home. I don't want to look at you anymore. Be back for your shift tomorrow."

Mike pushed Brittany away and walked off. Brittany went back and changed quickly. She decided to go straight to Santana's apartment. She tried to calm herself down as she stood in front of the door. She knocked softly. Quinn answered the door. "Hey. I thought you were still at work."

"Don't mention that." Brittany rolled her eyes, walking in. "Is San still awake?"

"Yeah." Quinn shut the door and led Brittany in the living room. "She's pacing in her room."

"Thanks." Brittany walked to Santana's room, taking a deep breath before knocking.

"Go to hell, Puck!" Santana shouted from the opposite side of the door.

Brittany opened the door. "I'm not Puck."

"Britt, what are you doing here?" Santana stopped and stared at the blonde. "I thought you were still at work."

"Mike told me to leave."

"Did I get you in trouble?"

"Yeah you did." Brittany shut the door and crossed her arms over her chest. "Mike said if I don't get you and Puck under control, you'll be banned and I'll be fired."

"Britt, I'm sorry."

"What were you thinking?" Brittany paced the floor. "You can't do that when I'm at work. I could have been fired tonight. Do you realize that?"

"Yeah and I'm sorry. I was drinking and I know that's how most stories start but I couldn't stand seeing that guy all over you like that. I'm so sorry though."

"I know. I know."

"Are you mad?"

Brittany sighed. "I can't stay mad at you."

"Good." Santana smiled. She wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist. "I'm still sorry."

"I know. Just please don't do it again. I don't want to have to tell you you're banned from seeing me at work."

"I don't want that either." A silent moment passed between the two. "Do you want to stay here tonight?"