This is a continuation of chapter 4. They can both stand on their own but I wanted to explore the situation of Britney breaking up with Santana a bit more. I always wondered how Santana might react.

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$1.00: Break Ups

"Santana Lorena Lopez, you need to get your ass up, it's been over a month!" Mercedes yelled from the kitchen to her depressed friend still sleeping in her room. Mercedes had agreed to move in with Santana about two and a half months ago when Santana's High School Sweetheart, Britney Pierce, decided it was time for a change and broke up with her. Santana was fine for a while, yeah she cried every night for the first two weeks when they moved into the apartment she was suppose to share with Britney, but she seemed fine after a while. Santana went to work and even dragged Mercedes to a movie or two paying each time for her best friend. But suddenly just when Mercedes thought that her friend was getting better, the two friends bumped into Britney holding hands with the current pitcher for the New York Yankees. This crushed Santana and she hadn't been out her room since that day.

Mercedes was feed up with Santana's mopping. She knew how hard break ups were especially if you were breaking up with someone you truly loved. But just lying in your room crying for over a month while not eating or showering? Oh hell to the no, that needed to end. Mercedes' phone vibrated on the table next to her and she answered it without caring who it was since she was still to preoccupied with her overly depressed friend.

"What up?"

"Hey babe. How is San?"

Mercedes smiled when she heard her boyfriend's, Sam, voice. She knew he was a little upset over the fact that she moved in with Santana and not him who had been begging her for almost a year. Sam got over it after a while once he saw Santana's state and let Mercedes do what she had to do. She was a great friend to everyone and he knew that he couldn't stop her from helping her friends first.

"Horrible. She has not come out of that room Sam. I don't know what else to do! Quinn can't make it over here because she is busy with her law exams to take the train up for the weekend. I don't know who else to turn to Sam. She has taken sick leave from work and even her mother is starting to worry."

"Do you want me to try?" Mercedes looked at her phone like she was staring at Sam for being crazy.

"You want to help your ex who was basically cheating on you with another girl?" Mercedes asked.

"Hey Santana and I are friends. I told you that. Sure I still kinda dislike her at times, but she helped me out a lot while I was trying to win you back and when I was in college too. So just say the word and I will be up there."

"You know what? You are right. I don't know why I haven't thought about it before. Can you come by tomorrow morning?"

"I'll be there tonight. I'll catch the next train. See you tonight babe." He told her and hung up. Later on that day, as promised, Sam was in front of her doorstep ready for operation "Kick Some Sense Into Santana Samcedes Style". Sam created the name and Mercedes just shook her head.

"You can sleep on the couch." She told her boyfriend.

"But I want to sleep with you!" he whine. Mercedes swore that sometimes she was dealing with a 4 year old and not a 23 year old grown man.

"That's the problem. I want to sleep while you want to get fresh. Not happenin' this time." She giggled. Sam smirked a little and shrugged his shoulders. She was right after all. He kissed her good-night and walked to his lovely couch to sleep on. Mercedes walked into her room and grabbed her blanket for Sam to use. After handing it to him, she whispered in his ear, "If you succeed, then I might let you come and stay in my room tomorrow." Sam blushed and turned to look at his girlfriend's retreating form. There was no way Santana was staying in bed tomorrow.

Santana was debating on returning to work today like she did everyday, but that meant getting up. Getting up meant being productive and seeing things that reminded her of Britney. Santana sobbed and turned over again. She ran out of cookies about a week ago and the only thing she was living off of was fruit by the foot and water. She was mad hungry at this point, but going into the kitchen would reminded her of when Britney and herself saw the kitchen for the first time and the promises Britney made to make her happy in it. Santana sighed and turned over to her stomach were she started to fall back to sleep, until she heard a loud blow horn.

"What the natural f-"

"Santana Lopez, it's time for work." The loud obnoxious voice yelled. What in the world did Mercedes do this time? The blow horn blew again and the loud voice then stated, "You have until the count of three to open this door Miss Lopez." Wait, Santana thought, that voice sounded an awful like-

But she didn't even finish her thought when her door busted open and two strong hands grabbed her and through her over their shoulder.

"THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" while she was being carried out the room, she spotted Mercedes drinking her coffee calmly at the kitchen table.

"You are going to work today." Mercedes naturally said. "And Sam is going to help you."

"What the-" Santana was soon thrown into the shower in their bathroom and the warm water hit her. She looked up to face Sam who simply smiled at her like some child about to win a board game.

"Mornin' San! Cedes left you clothes behind the door. Have a good shower!" He then turned around and slammed the door, making Santana wince at the sound.

Sam walked back to where his girlfriend was and sat next to her.

"Do you think she will actually get ready?" Mercedes asked.

"Yep, trust me on this one. She will be ready in about 30 minutes."

Mercedes nodded and sat with her boyfriend patiently waiting to see what Santana's next move was going to be. Surely enough about 35 minutes later, Santana got out the bathroom ready for work. Her hair was a bit wet and her face was red, but she looked better than she did all month.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't murder you Chocolate Swirl." Santana addressed the couple. They looked at each other confused for a moment and soon Sam figured out what the nickname meant. Sam grinned at the nickname and placed his hand over a still confuse Mercedes.

"My damsel was still in distress and I needed to save her. So I took the dragon and cooled her down so that she could wake up and make my damsel happy again." Sam told Santana. Santana looked at the blond smiling at her and then turned to Mercedes.

"I'll be back late tonight. I have a lot of work to catch up with." She told her friend. "Tomorrow we are going out for a date. I'm paying, so no White Chocolate allowed." Santana turned towards the door and headed out. Before she left she whispered a thank you and left for work.

Mercedes and Sam were silent for a while still looking at the door.

"Wow," Mercedes whispered. "Who would have thought that was all it took to get Santana out of bed."

"Well now we have another problem in our hands." Sam said before he took a sip of his coffee.

"What?"

"How do I get you in bed my darlin'." Sam winked and Mercedes smacked him on the shoulder.

At work, Santana took down the picture she had of her and Britney on her desk. She felt bad for making her best friend worry the way she did. And she had to make up it up to her. She looked at the other picture on her desk of herself, Mercedes, and Sam when they went to Mercedes' graduation. It was a weekend she would never forget. There she was thankful for having two great friends. She had never been more honored to have them. It had been about three weeks before Britney broke up with her, but she tossed that memory to the side. Now she would make even better memories with her two best friends, Chocolate Swirl.

"They better make me maid of honor at their wedding." She mumbled and turned to her computer to start working.