This chapter is a little shorter than the rest and is a sort of quiet before the storm so to speak. Ahem.

Quinn returned home from work with a special gift for Rachel. The flat was empty as Kurt was still at work and Santana was out with Brittany for their date.

'Baby, sit down I have something for you… well us,' Quinn called through from the kitchen.

Rachel sat down on the sofa in the lounge, awaiting Quinn anxiously. She couldn't keep still, not after the incident with Santana earlier. Not to mention the look on her best friend Kurt's face earlier; what had happened was unfair to everyone. She thought she might burst into tears.

Quinn entered the room and handed Rachel a small bag, before sitting down next to her.

'Open it,' Quinn said.

Rachel did so and inside she found a small baby vest saying 'I love my mommies'. Rachel looked at Quinn and burst into tears. The blonde put her arms around her and pulled her close. Guilt swelled up in Rachel; what had she been playing at? They were going to be a family.

'I love you,' Rachel said, muffled in Quinns shoulder.

'I love you too,' Quinn replied 'so there's no need to cry.'

'It's my hormones,' Rachel sighed 'they're making me so emotional.'

Quinn stroked her hair.

'I'll look after you baby,' she whispered into her girlfriends ear before kissing her on the cheek.

'I know,' Rachel replied 'you always do.'

Over at Pizza Planet

Santana had met Brittany after work like they had agreed and decided she would take her ex-girlfriend out to Pizza Planet, a restaurant up the road from the coffee shop where Brittany worked.

'I'm glad you agreed to see me,' Santana said, smiling at the blonde sat opposite her.

'I wanted to,' Brittany replied, looking into the dark eyes that mellowed a little whenever she looked into them.

'I've been wanting to talk to you for so long.'

Brittany sipped on her coke whilst they waited for their order.

'So talk,' Brittany said softly.

Santana sighed and tapped her fingers nervously on the table.

'I got scared… when I left you. When I moved away I thought that we would fall apart and you would find someone else, I felt myself drifting from you,'

'I would have never found someone else Santana,' Brittany said quietly.

Santana was now playing with the straw protruding from her own coke.

'I know that deep down but at the time, everything was changing for me and it happened so fast I got scared. But you have to believe me, the one thing that never changed was how I felt. I never stopped loving you Britt, not for a second and I thought that even if we had a break we would come back together eventually.'

Santana sat there quietly as she watched a tear fell down Brittany's cheek. Santana picked up a napkin and wiped it away for her.

'I love you too Santana, but you left me and I had no one until Sam…'

'That trouty little –'

'Don't say mean things,' Brittany pleaded 'he was there when you weren't.'

Santana closed her mouth.

'I'm not losing you again,' Santana said resolutely 'even if I have to fight for you.'

'I want to believe that,' Brittany replied 'I'm going to try.'

As they held hands tightly across the table, the waitress arrived with their pizza.

Back at the apartment

Kurt got in from work exhausted. It had been a very long day, but a happy one as well. He found Quinn and Rachel locked around each other in the lounge. This time they budged up to let him sit down and rest.

'You're back late,' Quinn noted 'and what's with the smile? Usually I'm in a black mood if work keep me behind.'

'Work was stressful,' Kurt admitted 'but lunch was… well it made up for it.'

Quinn jabbed him in the ribs playfully.

'And why was that?'

'I had my date… a sort of date.'

'And?'

'It went well, we are going to have a proper one on the weekend… I don't know there's just something about this boy,' Kurt sighed 'he's handsome and intelligent. Not to mention a gentleman.'

Quinn and Rachel exchanged a knowing look with each other. Kurt was smitten.

Over at Pizza Planet

Santana was stuffed. Stuffed full of pizza and ice cream and now happily gazing dreamily into Brittany's eyes. Brittany turned her head away shyly, Santana's gaze was intense and she didn't want her clarity of mind clouded by it.

'We should get going,' she said 'I have work in the morning.'

Santana smiled.

'I really need to get one of those job things huh?'

'Yeah, it might help with things like paying the rent… or pizza.'

'I can get this,' Santana insisted but Brittany laid the money out on the table and called the waitress over.

'It's fine, honestly.'

Santana felt even more in debt to her ex-girlfriend now then she did before and she shuffled awkwardly behind her girlfriend as they went out into the now dark street. They stood facing each other.

'Thanks for dinner,' Santana said, her eyes grazing the ground.

'Thanks for keeping me company,' Brittany replied, pulling Santana in for a hug.

As both girls went to part ways, their cheeks grazed and in a moment of want Santana kissed Brittany softly on the lips. Brittany returned the kiss after hesitating before pulling away.

'This is hard for me,' Santana said losing her composure.

'I know,' Brittany replied 'I just want us to take things slowly this time... I think it's better that way. I can ring you tonight if you want?'

'I would love that,' Santana smiled 'but don't stay up on my account.'

Brittany smiled sadly.

'It's always on your account Santana.'

Santana watched her as she walked away under the streetlights, wanting to run after her, catch her and never let her go.

Back at the apartment

Santana arrived back at the apartment to find the television blaring and Kurt, Rachel and Quinn huddled up on the sofa. As she approached them, Rachel averted her eyes whilst Kurt and Quinn greeted her

'Room for one more?' She asked squeezing herself between Kurt and the armrest.

Kurt was well and truly squished between Quinn and Santana.

'Not really!' He said, trying to get comfortable.

'What are you guys watching?'

'Pitch Perfect,'

'That stupid film about a bunch of kids who sing all the time… kind of like that stupid television show?' Santana rolled her eyes.

'That's the one.'

'What a drag!'

'You think everything's a drag,' Kurt laughed.

'You wish everyone was a drag… Queen that is,' Santana smiled at her own remark.

Kurt tried to shove her off the sofa and Quinn helped him. They laughed as she landed on the floor.

'And you can stay like that,' Kurt said.

Santana gave him a look and a play-fight broke out for a space on the sofa between her, Kurt and Quinn. Rachel watched with a clenched stomach as Quinn and Santana grappled for room on the sofa, not truly knowing who she was rooting for to win.