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Quinn ended up leaving after a few hours. Puck decided to stay. He didn't want to leave Santana just yet. They were just watching bad TV and sitting in Santana's bed. "Puck?"

"Yeah?"

"Was I stupid? Should I have kept my mouth shut?"

"No. But maybe the way it came out was wrong. A calm discussion would have been better."

"I know. But it just came out. She was already pissed so a calm discussion wasn't going to happen."

"You never told me what actually happened."

"We were at dinner and some guy came up to the table. He was saying how he's a big fan of hers and some shit. I got pissed. I told him to fuck off. She wasn't happy."

"I would have done the same thing."

"You wanna know the worst thing?"

"What's that?"

"I was going to ask her to move in with me. I've been putting back some money for a couple months now. So last night was going to be the night I was gonna ask her."

"No shit?"

"For real."

"That's serious stuff."

"I know. But I love her." Santana looked out the window, a few tears falling again. She quickly wiped them away.

Puck put his arm around her. "I know you do. She loves you too. And you know that."

"But she's not willing to quit her job for me."

"If you were in her shoes, would you quit for her?"

"Yeah. I would do anything she asked me to do."

"San—"

"I'm tired. I think I'm gonna sleep."

"Ok. Are we still on for tomorrow?"

"Yeah. I need to take my mind off this. What are we doing?"

"Basketball in the park."

"Cool. Call me tomorrow."

Puck kissed the top of Santana's head before leaving. He called Quinn to tell her he was running an errand before heading home. He quickly made his way to Brittany's club, praying she was working. Once he got inside, he went right to the bar. "Excuse me, is Brittany working tonight?"

"I'm pretty sure she is."

"Is there anyway I can talk to her?"

"Yeah hold on." The bartender talked to one of the security guards who then went in the back. A few minutes later, Brittany walked out.

"Puck," Brittany sighed, shaking her head. "I can't do this."

"Please. Just please talk to me. I'm not here to tell you you were stupid or anything like that. I just want to talk."

"Ok. Give me a few minutes to change."

Puck nodded and Brittany went backstage. She came back out after changing into her street clothes.

"Do you want to go somewhere to talk?"

"We can go to the diner around the corner. I could use a cup of coffee."

"Ok." Puck nodded. Brittany led him to the diner. They sat in a booth and ordered some coffee.

"This is where San and I had our first date." Brittany smiled at the memory. "We sat here talking for 4 hours that night."

"I've been over at her place all day. She's pretty upset."

"And you think I'm not?"

"I'm sure you are. But I don't know you as well as I know Santana. I've never seen her like this before."

"If you're just going to tell me how miserable she is to try to make me feel bad, I'm going to leave."

"That's not what I'm trying to do. I know how much you two love each other. I'd hate for this to break you guys up. You guys are great together. You're perfect for each other. You can't deny that."

"I know. That's what makes this so hard. I love her so much but I can't just quit my job at the drop of a hat. I've got bills to pay."

"I'm gonna call bullshit on that one."

"What?"

"I think there's something you're not telling me."

"I never told San this. But for the past month or so, I've been looking for a new job. I could tell my job was really taking its toll on her. She was too sweet to say anything. I wanted to surprise her when I got a new one."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I'm interviewing at a couple places next week."

"You need to tell her that. That is if you still want to be with her."

"I want nothing more. I love her. I miss her already."

"She misses you too. You should call her."

"I don't know what to say to her."

"Tell her you love her and you want to work things out."

"What if she says no?"

"She won't. Trust me."

"I just don't know." Brittany stared at her coffee cup.

"You don't know? What do you mean you don't know?"

"I've been burned too many times. I don't know if I can handle that."

"If you don't know it by now, you should. Santana is one of the most loveable, caring people I know. She loves you more than anything. She won't burn you."

"You're her best friend. How do I know you're not just saying that?"

"Well I'd like to think of you as a friend too and I know you and Quinn have gotten pretty close. I can see the hurt, the pain in your eyes. I want you both to be happy. I don't see that happening if you're not together."

"I don't either."

"Then call her."

"I have to get back to work."

Puck sighed as Brittany nearly ran out of the diner. He paid for the coffee and went home. He was surprised and thankful Quinn was waiting for him. He dropped on the couch and his head immediately fell in his hands.

"What's wrong?" Quinn asked, rubbing his back.

"These girls are breaking my heart."

"Is Santana ok?"

"I've never seen her like this before. I don't know what to do. I've talked to both of them but they are so depressed, they won't think about anything else."

"Maybe they just need some time."

"I need to fix this now. I'm tempted to tell San what Brittany told me and tell Brittany what San told me just to push them together and get the hell over this."

"What did they tell you?"

"San was going to ask Brittany to move in. And Brittany has been looking for a new job. She has interviews next week."

"And they didn't tell each other?"

"Nope." Puck sighed in frustration.

"I hate to say it but you have to let them figure this out themselves."

"I know. I don't want to but I will."

Puck picked Santana up late the next morning to go to the park. She was feeling a little better but she still missed the blonde like no other. The two met up with some other friends to play basketball. She was glad to have some physical contact to make her feel better.

Brittany decided to take a walk in the park to get some thinking done. She passed the basketball courts and stopped when she heard a familiar voice shouting expletives. She took a few steps closer and quietly watched.

Santana was guarding Puck when she caught a glimpse of blonde across the court. She froze. Puck accidentally knocked her to the ground. He quickly apologized and helped her up. Santana kept her eyes on Brittany, who now had a concerned look on her face. "I'll be right back." She walked in the direction Brittany was standing. She stopped about ten feet from the blonde. "Hi."

"Hi." Brittany smiled but it faded quickly.

"You look good."

"So do you."

"Britt, I miss you so much." Santana's eyes started to tear up.

"Please don't do this."

"Can we at least talk?" Santana nearly begged. "I want to see if we can work through this."

"I have to work tonight and tomorrow."

"Oh ok."

"Dinner on Tuesday?"
"Come over to my place. I'll get Chinese."

Brittany nodded. "Ok. I should get going. I'm meeting my sister for lunch."

"Ok well have a good day. I'll see you Tuesday."

"Bye, San."

Brittany slowly walked away. Santana stood a moment before turning away and whispering, "I love you."