A/N

Really sorry about the year wait for the next update :(

Chapter 8

A few days had passed since Santana had gone to see Brittany. Since Grace had slapped her. Since Quinn had said that Brittany might still love her. She still had no idea how she was going to try and win Brittany back.

She was pulled away from her thoughts as Quinn entered the kitchen. "Are you just going to mope around the house again today San or are you actually going to do something?" Quinn questioned.

"And good morning to you too Q" Santana grumbled back before continuing "I don't really feel like doing anything today" she finished.

"You have been saying that for the last few days now San, you can't just sit in the house the whole time. You might as well of stayed away!" Quinn snapped back.

"I wish I had if I'm honest!" Santana mumbled.

"Well why are you still here then?" Quinn questioned

"I have no idea" she responded.

Quinn was just about to respond when there was a knock on the door.

"Saved by the bell!" Santana shouted as Quinn left to answer the door.

Quinn was a little shocked when she saw who had knocked on her door.

"Hey Q. How are you?" Grace asked

"I'm ok thank you Gracie. Are you ok?" Quinn asks as Grace nodded in response to her question. "You coming in then" Quinn continued as she motioned for Grace to come in.

"Sure" Grace replied as she passed Quinn and entered the house. "Is Santana here Q?" she asked as her eyes scanned the house.

"Yeh, she is in the kitchen. Is it her you're here to see?" Quinn asked as she raised an eyebrow. Grace just nodded again, suddenly wondering why she was here. "I'll leave you to it" Quinn responded as she walked towards her room.

"Quinn! Who's was at the door?" Santana shouted from the kitchen. Grace took a deep breath and headed towards the Latina's voice.

"Me" Grace stated as she reached the entrance of the kitchen.

Santana turned to look at where the voice had come from with wide eyes.

"Brittany? Where are you?" Harry shouted as he came in the door. When there was no response from Brittany, Harry headed up to their bedroom. When he opened the door he was shocked to find his future wife sat amongst piles of photos. "Brittany?" Harry questioned.

"Oh, hey I didn't hear you come in" Brittany responded.

"Whatcha doing with all the photo's Britt?"

"Just remembering" Brittany replied sadly

"Why do ya seem sad? Are they not good memories?" Harry enquired

"Yes and No. I've seen Santana" Brittany said hesitantly.

"And..." was all Harry could reply

"And... Nothing, it doesn't matter. Grace did give her a nice slap across the face though" Brittany stated with a smirk.

"Ha, well she deserved it! Now we only have four days to the wedding, lets pack up these photos and think of the future" Harry said has he stood up, kissing Brittany on the cheek.

"Yeh lets" Brittany stated

"Grace. You've not come to hit me again have you?" Santana asked with caution.

"No I haven't. I've come to talk and to show you something." Grace responded as she walked towards Santana with a box in her hand.

Santana hadn't noticed Grace holding anything till now. "What is it?" she enquired.

"My safe box" Grace replied as she sat down next to Santana. The both stared at the box that had now been placed on the kitchen table. "Open it" Grace instructed Santana.

Santana cautiously opened the box and gasped as she saw what was inside. "What..." she started to say but was cut off.

"Every picture I drew for you, I put in this box. Everything I wanted to show you I put in this box. Your mum gave me the idea actually. I kept it all in here waiting for you to come back so I could give it to you. I eventually gave up putting stuff in here when I realised you weren't coming back." Grace finished.

"Grace, I'm..."

"No. Don't say you're sorry. When you cheated on Brittany, you not only broke her heart, you broke mine. You broke every promise you made to the both of us. I want you to catch the next plane out of here, go back to your perfect life and stay out of my sisters life" Grace stated as she stood up to leave. Santana grabbed her arm and pulled her back into her seat.

"I'm not going anywhere Grace. I came back here for a reason and I will not leave until I'm finished. Yes I understand that you hate me and hell... Brittany does too..."

"She doesn't hate you... she couldn't hate anyone" Grace interrupted

"... Well that being said, you both have every reason to hate me and to want me to leave, but I'm not going anywhere"

"So what reason do you have, apart from my sister inviting you to the wedding, for coming back?" Grace questioned

"To tell you both the truth and make amends" Santana said sadly

"And what may the truth be?" Grace asked with a quirked eyebrow

"I didn't cheat on your sister, I lied."

Quinn was busy making last minutes arrangements for Brittany's hen do when she heard the front door slam. She made her way to the kitchen to find Santana staring at Graces safe box.

"What are you doing with Gracie's box San?" Quinn enquired.

"She came here to give it to me, to make me feel like an even worse person than I already do" Santana responded glumly

"Well she has been waiting forever to give it to you" Quinn replied sarcastically.

"I also told her the truth, Q. That's when she stormed out.

"Oh" was all Quinn could reply.

"BRITTANY" Grace yelled as she ran into the house.

"In here Grace. Where's the fire?" Brittany joked, but the smile soon faded when she saw Grace's face. "What's a matter Gr...?" Brittany was cut off.

"We need to talk now." Grace demanded.

"Ok" stated Brittany as she made her way to the garden with Grace following. "What's the big emergency then Grace?"

"It's about Santana... and you."