Chapter 13

A/N:Hey everyone! Sorry for not updating any sooner, but work, school and RL decided to come calling all at once. Plus my heart needed some time to mend since Sexy and Original Song kind of did me in. The Hurt Locker scene was just so heartbreaking; Naya deserves a lot of awards for that. Anyways, thanks for being patient here is a nice update just for you. Thanks for the reviews, alerts etc. keep them coming. Please and Thank You

Santana was sitting at a table in the back talking to Kurt, Blaine and Sam they were telling her all about their fashion line and how it will premier during Fashion Week. She always knew that Kurt would make a name for himself either by designing clothes (he dresses better than she does sometimes.) what she didn't expect was Sam to be his assistant, but then again stranger things have happened. To be honest she really wasn't paying attention to the conversation, her eyes kept looking at the door and across the floor to see if Brittany had made her way in, but to her dismay she didn't see the blonde.

"Who are you looking for?" Kurt asked curiously, because she sure wasn't paying attention to them.

"No one really, just a friend of mine that's all." She answered casually, one thing that she did not do was discuss her private life it was off limits.

Blaine and Kurt exchanged looks they knew that in Santana speak he or she was more than just a friend, but down play it a lot. They have only met two of the people that she has dated since living in New York so they were excited that she could have possibly met someone.

"Well does this just a friend have a name? What do they look like? Come on give us some details." Blaine asked out of curiosity.

Santana laughed at his eagerness, "Alright Lady Face's man her name is Brittany, she is blonde a dancer and she looks like Heather Morris from The Chorus. And get this she co-owns a dance studio with Quinn and is also her roommate." She told them without hesitation.

Sam finally spoke up after hearing all of this, "Wow talk about awkward having your ex living with the current girl that in your language getting your mack on with." He teased, he knew a lot about Santana considering that they dated for a little while after the whole Quinn and Finn situation.

"It's not going to stop me though, besides we're getting to know each other before we jump into the whole relationship thing. Call me cautious but I don't want to get hurt anymore." She scanned the club and saw that Quinn, Brittany and Rachel had arrived.

"Excuse me ladies but I see my friend, eat, drink and enjoy." She tossed over her shoulder as she got up and walked away.

Santana tried to make her way over to where the three women were standing, but she was stopped by her father. He was talking to her about something, but she really wasn't paying attention she was watching the blonde as they sat at the table with the rest of the people from Glee Club.

"Santana are you paying attention to anything that I have told you?" He asked her in a stern tone.

She looked at her dad, "Sorry papi I was distracted what were you saying?" She asked a slight annoyance in her voice.

He looked at his daughter, "The Chorus stars are here and I want you to introduce them, since this is your venue after all. It's not open for argument, you will do it." He told her making it know that there was no room for arguing.

Santana was about to protest, but she knew that wouldn't be very wise. Whatever her father wanted he got even when it came down to his daughter. The brunette agreed reluctantly and made her way to the stage. Puck was up there talking getting ready to introduce her.

"Ladies and Gentlemen the woman of the night and the one responsible for this little party, Santana Lopez!" He called out into the microphone as the room erupted in lots of loud applauses most of them coming from the Glee Club themselves. Santana stepped on the stage her looking just as fierce as ever with a pair of leggings, knee high boots and a copper top (think BIOTA) and her hair was down in flowing curls. Brittany's breath caught in her throat as she saw the woman of her affections take the stage, she wasn't the only one Quinn was right there with her.

"Thank you everybody for coming to the casting party for The Chorus tonight." She started out as a few people in the crowd started yelling how they loved her.

She laughed a little bit before continuing, "Who would have thought that a show about musical misfits would become so popular? Anyways, I know you are waiting to see them so without further hesitation I bring you the cast of The Chorus Naya Rivera, Heather Morris, Dianna Agron, Lea Michele, Mark Salling." She started calling out the cast members and they each took the stage one by one causing the place to go wild. Santana finished and the celebrities sat down in the chairs behind her she turned to each of them smiling before she continued. Brittany could care less about anyone else her eyes were set on the brunette holding the microphone.

"It seems like we have some doppelgängers in here today." She joked; she was referring to her and Naya. "Seriously though, it's really good to have them here and we will begin the question and answer session with the stars." She handed her microphone to Puck and walked off the stage; she made her way to the table with the rest of the Glee Club but was happy when she saw Brittany.

"You looked really hot up there San." Brittany commented as the brunette sat down next to her.

"Thanks babe, you're looking extra hot yourself. How is everyone treating you?" She whispered in the blonde's ear.

Everyone around the table took notice at the two women sitting dangerously close to each other whispering. They all shared expressions of confusion and then Tina looked over at Quinn who was staring at the two longingly.

Kurt leaned in and whispered to Mercedes, "This is going to be interesting." Mercedes nodded her head in agreement, "This is going to be a hot damn mess. Quinn still has it bad for Santana, but Satan is seriously macking on Brittany and poor Rachel is caught in the middle of the whole thing. It's like high school all over again." She replied her eyes never leaving Brittany and Santana.

The question and answer session went on without a hitch and Santana's father was happy that everything was going according to plan. Finn finally made his way over to the table and took a seat next to Sam, he was happy to have the rest of the night off and just enjoy the party. Everyone had left the stage and people were talking to the stars and just having a really good time, dancing and eating and of course drinking. Santana pulled Brittany upstairs to the V.I.P section and sat down, watching everyone below them.

"So what do you think?" Santana asked nuzzling the blonde's neck.

Brittany let a moan of approval escape her mouth, "This is totally cool." She replied clearly intoxicated.

Santana noticed this and questioned her, "Britt, how many drinks did you have tonight?" The Latina asked out of curiosity and concern.

The blonde pressed her lips against hers instead of giving her an answer. Santana was screaming in her head that this was so wrong and she couldn't take advantage of the blonde in this state. If it was anyone else it wouldn't have been a problem. Brittany's hand slid underneath the brunette's shirt scraping her nails lightly across her glorious abs, this caused Santana to let out a soft moan of pleasure. The blonde moved so that Santana was sitting on her lap both of her legs spread apart on Brittany's, they continued kissing having a battle of the tongues each one trying to dominate the other. This seemed to go on for a while, it was hot passionate and erotic as hell, getting it on in a crowded place and no one knows Brittany was actually getting off on this thought. They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't realize that someone else was there until they heard someone call Santana's name.

Santana broke the kiss and let out a sigh of frustration, "It better be a damn emergency, if not please go find Puck or Finn I'm off the clock." She said without turning to look who it was.

"I would love to find them, but your father specifically asked for you." The voice said pointedly.

Brittany's eyes went wide when she realized that the voice belonged to no one other than Naya Freakin' Rivera. Santana turned her head and looked at her with annoyance, she hated being interrupted.

"How did you know I was up here?" She asked, clearly not impressed she and Naya go back since the beginning of The Chorus.

Naya smiled, "Your friend Quinn told me you were up here. Are you going to introduce me to your friend?" She answered looking over a Brittany who was doing her best interpretation of a fish.

Santana was going to kill Quinn, she was brought out of her thoughts by the other woman's question, "Sorry, Britt this is Naya. And Naya this is Brittany Pierce my...friend." she answered without hesitation. She looked over at Brittany and saw a sad expression on her face.

The actress moved over to where the blonde was and shook her hand, they exchanged pleasantries the blonde clearly star struck but she was probably too drunk to notice. Naya looked her over and laughed inside at how much she reminded her of Heather.

"Naya, keep her company. I'm going to go see what my father wants, I guarantee you it won't be important." She got up placing a tender kiss on Brittany's lips before walking away and down the stairs.

The actress sat down next to Brittany and they started talking even in the blondes state of intoxication she was aware that she was talking to the one actress she had been girl crushing on since forever. The conversation kept going smoothly without any hesitation or awkwardness and Brittany thought that she was beautiful, very bubbly and friendly to boot.

Santana made her way over to her father, they exchanged words and he told her he was leaving. She really wasn't paying attention to what he was saying because she kept looking up in the V.I.P section at Brittany and Naya, the expression on her face wasn't a happy one. The Latina finally heard her father say that he was leaving for the night and he was proud of how she handled everything. He gave her a kiss on the cheek before turning to walk away; she looked upstairs to where the two women were sitting talking like they were best friends or something. This did not sit well with the Latina at all. She made her way over to the table where her friends was sitting, they were chatting up Heather Morris.

"Hey hot mama, why don't you come join us?" Sam had asked the Latina, "We felt like we haven't seen you all night." Everyone nodded their head in agreement.

Heather laughed at this, "You make it sound like she's a magician or something." Santana laughed at this and sat down on Sam's lap, it wasn't anything unusual for them since they used to do it all the time back in high school. Little did she know that someone was watching the whole scenario from upstairs and she wasn't looking to happy about it either. Naya saw this and looked at the blonde.

"What's the deal between you and Santana? You two were getting hot and heavy, now you are shooting death glances her way." She asked clearly concerned about the situation. She took an immediate liking to the blonde.

Brittany sighed taking a drink from her glass, "Santana and I are semi-dating." The actress raised her eyebrow at this and she continued, "Her words not mine. But you see that blonde girl sitting next to the blonde boy whose lap she is sitting on?"

Naya continued looking at the table and noticed which blonde she was talking about it was Quinn, one of Santana's best friends. When they met, those two were always joined at the hip she couldn't put her nose on it but she had a feeling that the two of them were more than just friends. Brittany watched as Santana leaned in towards Quinn and started laughing at whatever the other girl was saying.

"Yeah that's Quinn; they've been friends since I've known Santana."

The blonde sighed, "Quinn is my roommate and she still has a thing for San and it's been almost twelve years now. Anyways, I don't like it one bit." She finished.

Naya knew firsthand what Brittany was speaking of, she's been there one too many times and she actually felt sorry for the girl. No one should ever have to go through life like that; she wouldn't wish that on her own enemy. She laughed a little bit because this was something directly out of the show.

"It may not be anything, they are friends. Anyways, enough talk about that and tell me something's about you Ms. Pierce." She redirected the conversation. They talked candidly about little things. Brittany reminded her a little bit of Heather in some ways, the style of speak, the mannerisms the hair, she was like Heather's twin. Between the intimate talking and the subtle glances something clicked and before either of them knew what happened they were interlocked in a very steamy kiss.

"Hey guys, I hate to cut this love fest short, but I have a guest waiting for me upstairs." She interrupted the conversation; she was met with a lot of protest.

Mercedes spoke up, "Come on girl, it's not like we talk or catch up every day, why don't you go get your girl and bring her down here. I'm sure Sam and everyone else would like to meet her."

Sam and Kurt nodded their head in agreement and Quinn let out a frustrated sigh causing Rachel to look at her. Santana looked over in Quinn's direction and chocolate eyes met hazel it was if they were having a silent conversation between themselves.

"Alright, I will be back losers and I wonder how we became friends anyways." She got off of Sam's lap. "Because you love us." Kurt answered smirking.

Santana laughed, "Who said I loved you?" With that she walked off and made her way up the stairs, "Hey Britt, they want you down…" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw Brittany and Naya making out like they had been doing earlier in the night before her father needed her.

The Latina was seeing red, "What the fuck? You know that this is not? Hey honey's this is not a Big Red commercial. NO ME GUSTA! She asked livid as she saw the two women break apart like they were caught by their parents making out.

"It's not what it looks like San." Brittany was the first one to speak, then Naya, "It was the alcohol we both kinda had too much to drink." She explained.

Santana crossed her arms glaring at both women, "You two were not making out like she and I was not more than an hour ago? And are you two that stupid to think I was going to believe that whole blame it on the alcohol excuse? Fuck all that." When she said that this caused Brittany's eyes to go wide she had never seen the Latina like this before she was a little scared.

Naya was about to say something but the look she got shut her up quickly.

"You two can go ahead and finish sucking face with each other or whatever. I am gone." She stormed off leaving two shocked women in her wake. To say Santana was pissed was an understatement. She walked past the table everyone was sitting at without giving anyone a glance, right now she couldn't care less the only thing she wanted to do was go home and forget this night had happened. Puck saw this and made her way over to his friend and grabbed her by the arm causing her to turn around.

"What the fuck is up Satan? Who pissed you off?" He asked her clearly concerned for his friend.

Santana was about to answer when a voice spoke up from behind them, "I did…she caught me and Naya making out upstairs in the V.I.P section." Brittany answered softly. Puck looked between the two women and shook his head before he knew it Quinn and Rachel where by his side.

"If I wouldn't have come upstairs when I did you two probably would have ended up having sex as well. The way you two were going at it made think of the damn animal kingdom." She spat out the anger clearly in her voice.

Brittany was taken aback, "Oh really says the woman who was flirting with Quinn while sitting on a boys lap." She replied.

Puck looked in confusion, "What the hell does Q have to do with anything?" He asked.

Brittany continued, "You didn't think I noticed the glances and the looks that you two shared and the fact that you two were practically whispering in each other's ear."

Santana looked at her like she grew a second head, "Wait, did you just say Quinn?" She asked clearly confused.

Rachel having had enough of this conversation finally decided to speak up, "I was with them the whole entire night and they were not flirting with each other. If you would have been paying attention to the situation it was Heather that she was talking and whispering to not Quinn." She finished her explanation.

Quinn finally decided to speak up as well, she didn't like the way her name was being thrown around, "I wasn't flirting with Santana I wouldn't do that to you, whatever she and I had I am so over it."

Brittany felt something boil inside of her she didn't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that she made out with Naya but it couldn't be contained, "Yeah right you are over it, that's not what it looked like in the kitchen on Sunday when you told her that she belonged to you and she better not forget it."

Puck had excused himself from the conversation as much as he likes hot chicks getting into a fight, he did not want to be around for this. He knew Santana, Quinn and Rachel personally and he knows firsthand what the three of them were capable of.

Rachel looked at Santana and then at Quinn, "Is it true what Brittany said?" She asked, all the emotion gone from her voice.

Santana looked at Brittany, "That's right hobbit; Sunday while we were making breakfast your precious honey had said that to me in the kitchen. Oh yeah and she touched me too." Santana walked away leaving a trail of wreckage behind her. She didn't care right now she was too hurt and pissed off to care about anything right now she hopped into her limo without looking back.

Brittany looked at the two women standing in front of her, "I…I'm sorry I didn't mean to." She said dejectedly.

Quinn was going to say something but she was stopped by Rachel, "I am going to take Brittany home and then you and I are going to have a long talk about everything. I refuse to be a part of this same triangle that developed back in high school. I am not anyone's second choice, I am Rachel Barbara Berry and I am worth so much more than this." She grabbed Brittany by the arm and led her out the club leaving the blonde standing there by herself.

"Why the hell did things have to be so complicated?" She asked herself, this was not how it was supposed to play out.

Finn came up behind her, "That's you Quinn a big ball of complication. You haven't let Santana go completely, she tries to break free but you keep pulling her back. That's not fair to her or Rachel and Brittany. Any sense of claim you had over Santana doesn't exist anymore, sure there is sexual attraction between you two but that's all that is really left right now. You two would have never ended up happy."

Quinn knew what Finn was saying was right; she hadn't been fair to anyone. It was just something about the Latina that made it so fucking hard for her to let go of her. They were best friends, turned rivals, turned lovers, back to friends.

"Thanks Finn." She gave him a hug and went back to the table with the rest of her friends, Finn joining them sometime later.

Brittany had her head against the window looking outside as the lights went by her with a blur; her mind was on everything that had happened over the past few days. She thought about Santana and the look of hurt that was on her face when she caught them making out.

"Brittany, it's not your fault well the kissing was your fault and I don't care how much alcohol is involved, you don't go around kissing other people regardless of the situation. You don't understand the nature of Quinn and Santana's friendship. It took me a long time to figure it out and I went to high school with them both, they have been best friends since middle school, they were pretty much all each other had. The bond they shared was unbreakable even with their rivalry in high school and wanting to be head cheerleader, sleeping with each other's boyfriends etc., but no matter what in the end it always came back to the two of them. I had to deal with it even more when Santana came back into the picture, I was jealous of her because she got everything and she had a part of Quinn that I couldn't even touch and the same goes for her. Does that make me love Quinn any less? No, because I know at the end of the day when everything is said and done, she comes home to me." Rachel finished her wordy rant as she pulled into the parking garage of Brittany's building.

The blonde looked at her not saying a word, trying to understand what Rachel was trying to say. She knew the brunette was trying to explain it in a way that only she could understand without using rainbows, ducks, and everything else.

"Rach? Can you take me to Santana's please?" She asked in a childlike manner. The brunette started the car again and pulled out of the garage.

The limo had dropped Santana off at her building; she couldn't believe how this night ended. All she wanted was to have a good time with her friends and just let off a little steam, it's been a while since she did that. But leave it to Naya and Quinn to fuck it up royally, she unlocked the door and stepped in closing and locking it behind her. She walked through the oversized apartment and made her way into her bedroom. She kicked off her shoes not bothering to put them back in the box and changed into her pajamas, with a heavy sigh she crawled into her bed that's when the tears started to flow. How could Brittany do something like that to her? Wasn't she the one who wanted to be exclusive with each other? But there she was kissing Naya freaking Rivera of all people. Once the tears subsided she drifted off to a hopefully dreamless sleep.

Brittany walked into Santana's apartment building after thanking Rachel for bringing her; she was stopped by the guy at the front desk.

"May I help you?" He asked.

The blonde looked at him, "Yes, I am here to see Santana Lopez. I was told she lives in this building, I am her friend Brittany Pierce." She told him.

He looked at her, "Right…let me call up and see if she knows you." He picked up the phone and dialed up to Santana's apartment. Brittany stood there looking around the lobby; she did not want to look at the guy on the phone. What she was more concerned about was the brunette upstairs somewhere in this building; she hoped that she would be able to make this right.

"Ms. Lopez is waiting for you upstairs. Have a good morning." He bid her farewell as she made her way to the elevators and got on. Brittany's heart was pounding she had all these thoughts going in her head.

"What if she doesn't forgive me? Or Doesn't want to see me anymore?" She asked herself, she knew what she did was wrong if it wasn't for the alcohol she wouldn't have kissed the other woman. The elevator stopped and the doors opened, she stepped off and was directly in front of Santana's door. There was a slight hesitation from her part, but she finally got up enough courage to knock on the door.

Santana's heart raced when she heard the soft knock on the door, she was surprised when Andre phoned her and asked if he knew Brittany. She couldn't figure out how the blonde knew where she lived. With a deep breath she opened the door and came face to face with the blue eyed beauty that had been haunting her all night.

A/N2: I hope this chapter turned out alright, it was rewritten so many times, it's not one of my best but I hope you enjoyed it anyways.