Sorry for the wait.

Brittany's POV

After climbing out of the hot tub I make my way back to my room slipping into bed. I groan as I realize I left my phone in my pants pocket. I grab it unlocking it to set the time when I see a text from Quinn.

"Rest well big race tomorrow"

I smile before climbing back into bed.

I wake to my favorite song in the morning, stretching till my shoulders pop I flop back in bed and stare at the ceiling for a moment before getting in the shower. I'm still consumed by what I learned about San and I end up in the shower longer than I anticipated. Scrambling now that I'm running out of time I grab a granola bar from my bag and pull Rachel out the door behind me.

I may have broken one of two traffic laws getting to the track this morning but I didn't get caught so didn't matter too much.

Just before heading up to the start lines I caught Rachel laughing with Quinn again and I smirked but soon had a frown on my face, why was Quinn here shouldn't she be with Santana making sure she's gonna be okay?

Before I had time to investigate my race was being called and I pushed my bike over to the start line.

It wasn't a good race I was too distracted by thoughts of Santana and an angry looking Quinn came up to me after the race.

"Brittany what was that you came in fourth"

"I know I'm sorry I was distracted"

She sighed and ground her teeth slightly, "Damn it San" I heard her grumble under her breath.

"Where is San?"

"I don't know"

"You don't know?"

She shook her head.

"How do you not know where your sister is?"

She pinched the bridge of her nose and tilted her head back.

"I don't know she was gone from the hospital this morning and she wasn't checked out she just decided to leave"

"How have you not found her yet?" I almost yelled.

"When she doesn't want to be found she wont be found for all I know she's not even in the US any more"

I had nothing to say to that, she's rich of course she could just up and leave if she wanted to.

I turned quickly and headed to my truck getting in and driving off.

Santana's POV

I sighed leaning back in my mustang. When Quinn finally got hold of me she was going to kill me. The light turned green and I hit the accelerator. I had almost made it all the way to Tahoe and the family lake house and it was only 10 in the morning. I glanced at the clock again Britt would be racing soon but I shook my head from those thoughts. I groaned as pain pulsed through my head at the movement. I pulled up the gravel drive and sat looking at the house for a moment. It was practically mine I was the only one who could stand the lack of civilization out here for extended periods of time. I knew Quinn would already know I was gone and she would pretend that she had no idea where I went and I hoped to god she would keep it that way and not tell Britt where to find me.

I liked her I knew that already but I had so many demons in my past and she was just so sweet and innocent I couldn't drag her down with me. I went up to my room pulling out a suit, board shorts and a tank top. I glanced around the room enjoying the comfort of the familiar hide away. I ran my hand over the smooth cloth that covered the mirror next to my dresser; taking a deep breath I pulled the cloth down. My face looked flawless unless you knew what you were looking for. I found the tiny marks that had made me what I was and before I could stop my self I was on my knees sobbing.

Brittany's POV

I knew Quinn knew more than she was telling me and mustering up all the courage I had I walked into the hospital looking for her father. I found him near the entrance and quickly raced over to him.

"Where is she?"
He looked at me wide eyed for a moment before sighing.

I sent Rachel a quick text telling her I wouldn't be finishing the tournament as I typed in the address Miguel gave me. It took me about 6 hours but I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her car sitting in the driveway. I knocked but there was no answer but I heard noise coming from the back of the house. I walked around the wraparound porch to see her sitting at the edge of the dock knees pulled up to her chest and the sheer beauty of it made my breath catch. I watched for a moment and she readjusted her self and her tank top rode up slightly exposing a strip of tan skin; my heart rate sped up to a dangerous beat.

I walked forward slowly trying not to startle her.

"Quinn broke?"

"Your father"

She turned slightly to look at me but I couldn't read the expression because sunglasses covered her eyes.

I took a set next to her; looking out over the lake as the sunset behind us. I gently put my hand on her back but she stiffened as leaned away from the touch. Feeling rejected I pulled my hand back and laced my fingers together in my lap. She glanced away from me and then sighed; her hand found mine unlaced my fingers and put hers in their place, but she still didn't look at me.

"What's going on?"

She still hadn't looked at me she was still looking off over the lake.

I nudged her with my shoulder finally at least getting a sigh out of her.

"I"

She paused, "I'm not some one you want to be around I have issues"

I smirked but she didn't see it.

"Every one has problems"

"Not like me they don't how many people do you know that have done the kinds of things I've done?"

I frowned I had no idea the kind of things that she'd done so how was I supposed to know.

"I don't know every thing you've done but I know some things, you've made my racing dream come true by sponsoring me, you've saved me on the track, and you've made me worry about you in a way I've never worried about any one before"

"Why?"

"Why what?"
"Why are you being so nice to me you don't even know me"

"But I want to know you"

"Why there is nothing great about me"

"I find that hard to believe"

She sighed again let go of my hand and stood, I felt rejected as soon as it happened and missed the hand she stuck out to help me out. I jumped when she tapped my shoulder.

"Careful I was just trying to help you up"

I smiled sheepishly at her, "Thanks" I said once I was standing on my feet.

She continued to hold my hand as she pulled me back to the house and even once we were standing inside we were still holding hands and it made my heart rate speed up. I wasn't sure if she could tell; if she felt it she didn't give anything away. We ended in the kitchen where she pulled out two bottles of water handed me one and then grabbed my hand again pulling me up the stairs. We stopped in a large bedroom where she pulled out several outfits handed me them to me then pulled me down the hall to another room. I assumed this room was hers it had a whole wall that was a window that had a door leading to a balcony. The remaining three walls were a dark grey not yet black but close. There were thick curtains that could be pulled across the expanse of the window and I imagined that it made the room quite dark.

I stood around rather uncomfortably unsure of what I was supposed to do with the clothing that had been thrust into my hand.

"You can change in the bathroom" She said nodding her head to the door on the far wall. I smiled and headed into the bathroom.

Once I was in jeans and a t-shirt I came back into the room unprepared for what I saw.

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