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Santana bounced out of her car, on Monday morning; walking to the Pierce front porch, she knocked lightly; and leaned against the door frame, it cracked open, and Brittany slid out, pulling her bag onto her shoulder; she smiled softly at Santana.

"Hey."

"Hey, sorry I couldn't call on Sunday. My parents came home; and decided to send me and Quinn to church with Rosita." Santana rolled her eyes, as they walked to her car; Brittany laughed

"I'm sure that was fun… "Brittany opened her door, and climbed in; Santana grimaced, and pulled her seat belt on; starting the car.

"It was terrible… plus Quinn was acting weird. I swear she's only normal when other people are around."

"Maybe it was just a bad day." Brittany offered, as she tried to open a small box of dots.

"No, she was fine on Saturday, and then Sunday she was weird… Thank God we don't have Cheerios with her." Santana said, as she took the box from Brittany, and opened them before passing them back to Brittany who smiled happily.

"She said she was going to try out; so the three of us would be reunited or something. I think she misses us..."

Santana pouted

"Britt!"

"What? I think it will be fun… I love Cheerios; and I do miss Q."

"Then invite her for a chat… Cheerios is our thing."

Brittany giggled, before squeezing Santana's thigh as she turned into the school car park; already seeing Quinn by the bleachers, in her pe kit, obviously waiting for Sue to ask if she could try out again. Brittany and Santana walked over; Quinn hugged Brittany, and then hugged Santana immediately after.

"Okay, enough." Santana pushed Quinn off, and she crossed her arms, looking round for Sue, "Where's Sue?"

"She's not here yet… The rest of the Cheerios are just stretching… I'm sure you've took care of that already right guys?"

Santana pulled a disgusted face, as Brittany just looked confused as Quinn laughed

"Kidding."

"A real cracker… I'm gonna speak to the girls. Hand tight, B."

Brittany nodded, as Santana jogged off towards the rest of the Cheerios; Brittany turned to Quinn, whose eyes were firmly on Santana's retreating frame; Brittany's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, until she saw the familiar Fabray 'lust gaze'; Quinn's gaze quickly looked in a different direction, like she hadn't been staring at Santana.

"So… Think Sue will let me on the team again?"

"Uh… sure."

Quinn smiled; and slowly scratched her neck, before looking up; and seeing Brittany staring at her.

"What?"

"Nothing… Just thinking."

Quinn nodded, but internally rolled her eyes; at the so typically Brittany behaviour.

"Thinking about what?"

"Santana… and you. She mentioned that you were acting weird on Sunday."

"Really? I never really noticed. I didn't act weird… I thought… It was just awkward; going to church with her maid… I felt odd."

"Rosita is nice though." Brittany's smiled brightly, "I know why you must have felt odd… but it's a routine, you'll get used to it."

"I know." Quinn's head turned in Santana's direction again, watching as she told a junior off for not kneeling correctly; Brittany smiled, but a quiet sadness murmuring in her eyes, she moved closer and softly squeezed Quinn's hand

"You still like her don't you?" Quinn's looked to her, and watched as Brittany looked the same, no anger or shock were evident in her expression; Quinn nodded limply; and Brittany nodded, biting her bottom lip. Quinn hated herself in that moment. Hated herself for possibly ruining Brittany's relationship with Santana.

"I'm sorry."

Brittany laughed breathlessly "It's not your fault, Q. I just… I thought you liked Rachel?"

"I do… I like them both." Brittany watched as Quinn played with the hem of her t-shirt, trying to avoid looking at Brittany, or staring at Santana, in front of her girlfriend; she opened her mouth and interrupted the so what needed silence.

"Oh… are you gonna tell her?"

"No. I can't… it would only ruin things…"

"Okay. I won't tell her either."

"Thank you." Quinn murmured in a tender tone, as she saw Santana making her way back over; she bounced next to Brittany.

"Sue wants to see you in her office. Congrats, Q."

"Thanks…" Quinn quickly walked off, towards Sue's office; Santana looked to Brittany, who smiled at her.

"So afternoon, me you and Lord tubs… cuddle session?"

Brittany smirked; and wrapped her arms around Santana, pulling her into her tight embrace; Santana laughed as Brittany hugged her tighter, before she kissed her neck softly.

"What about Q?"

"She can go home, nothing is coming between our couple time." Santana promised, kissing Brittany's cheek ever so tenderly.

"It's kinda mean, kicking her out especially after everything."

"We've been besties to her... considering she practically ditched us last year. It was her fault she got knocked up; she didn't have to ignore us... I think she can handle a few hours alone." Santana said, letting her thumb run along Brittany's hand, "besides I'll read her a bedtime story, to make up" Santana added with a sarcastic tone; Brittany smiled

"Fine, we'll go to mine; for a few hours."

"Sounds good... I'll meet you for lunch."

Brittany kissed her softly before bouncing off to her class; smirking as she knew Santana was clearly watched her ass as she left. Santana felt a blur; almost naked without Brittany by her side; instead she had a new blonde pet; in the form of Quinn; after their fourth class together, Santana snapped.

"Seriously, Blondie? We do not have this many classes together. I would have remembered you."

"You ignored me for a year, Santana. Clearly, you didn't remember."

"Get over yourself Tubbers! You're lucky I'm letting you sit there."

"It's a free seat, no one sits here! You just threatened everyone who tried to."

"Consider this your threat then."

Quinn rolled her eyes and walked to the free seat behind her; sitting down, she opened her book and tried to ignore Santana; who was flicking the end of her pen against the table; earning Quinn to look over frequently; waiting for her to stop.

Quinn snapped; and grabbed Santana's wrist, stopping her in her quest to tap her pen.

"What's up your ass, Quinnie?" Santana teased, pulling her wrist free; she dropped her pen on the desk

"Nothing." Quinn said, rubbing her forehead

"Your face is looking better." Santana said, letting her eyes run the curve of Quinn's face.

"Thanks." Quinn murmuring looking at Santana, before turning to the front of the class, the bell rang, and Quinn followed Santana towards the canteen. Santana waved to Brittany; and walked over; she sat next to Brittany; who was talking to Tina.

"Hey..." Santana said, quickly taking Brittany's hand underneath the table; Brittany offered a small smile before looking to Tina who continued talking about which song she was planning to sing this afternoon in glee; Santana clearly her throat before sipping on some f Quinn's water; she passed it back, and mumbled a thanks.

Quinn smiled; and then continued to look as awkward as Santana did. Quinn wasn't the friendliest of people; a trait she shared with Santana; who only seemed friendly to Brittany. Because it was impossible not to be. Quinn watched subtly as Santana was pleading for some of Brittany's attention, for Brittany to only offer her a quick kiss before starting a conversation with Tina about her chorography. Quinn felt jealous. Brittany had Santana, right where she wanted her, practically pining for some conversation, for some attention and yet she ignored her.

Quinn swallowed her jealousy, and her obvious disapproval of Brittany's behaviour before following Mike and Kurt to their last class of the day. A double of English. The only thing getting Quinn threw this was Cheerios with Santana. And Brittany.

Quinn rushed towards the field; seeing Becky striding along with Sue; and Santana. Quinn smiled softly before quickly lining up next to Brittany who offered her a small smile.

Quinn was nearly dying; she was panting heavily; her chest felt like it was rising too fast; proving she was seriously unhealthy. Walking towards Santana's car, after a quick shower, she saw Santana planting kisses along Brittany's neck, tugging her closer. A sharp pang hit her chest before she hide the hurt, Santana caught her presence, Brittany let one more kiss before climbing into the front seat.

Santana winked at Quinn before walking to the driver's seat; Quinn settled into the backside; she could see the sweet glances between Santana and Brittany.

"Here you go." Santana said, as she parked up in front of her house; Quinn quirked her eyebrow

"Aren't you coming in?" Quinn asked, as she grabbed her school bag; and her sports bag; she dropped a couple of books; Santana rolled her eyes, and grabbed them.

"I'm going to Britt's, for a few hours. I'll be back at 7-ish... Plus my parents want to talk to you alone anyway." Santana said as she walked Quinn to the front door; she opened the door; and placed her books on the side; "No homework, until I come back. There's no way, you're doing Calculus without me."

Quinn nodded, not liking it at all.

"See you." Santana said, before walking back to the car, she climbed inside; and Quinn watched as she drove away; Santana was slipping out of her hands; Quinn smiled; she had a plan to gain Santana back. A plan which no one would even suspect anything was being planned.