Okay, I have to apologize for not updating on the regular, but I've been so damn busy that I can't even…whatever. Anyway, sorry for the wait, and I hope you enjoy this update!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, also, there is a scene very similar to a scene in Motocross, and I definitely don't own that either.

Onward!

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The morning after Quinn's party, Santana awoke in a fog. Brittany still slept soundly, but Santana's head begged for a water and some asprin. She placed a kiss on Brittany's cheek before slipping out of bed to put her clothes back on and make her way downstairs. She heard some voices in the living room and shuffled in to see Quinn, Rachel, and Sam all awake and sitting around the room, eating odds and ends for breakfast.

"Hey," of course Rachel was the first to speak up, "Where's Brittany?"

Santana grumbled and yawned, "She's still asleep…Quinn…is there asprin around?"

"Yeah, c'mon, I'll show you," Quinn nodded. The blonde stood up and led Santana into the kitchen where she retreived the asprin bottle from a cabinet by the microwave. She paired it with a glass of water and handed it to the tired looking brunette who sat at the island counter.

"Thanks…" Santana muttered, tossing back two asprin and a swig of water.

Quinn leaned back against the counter and nodded. "Did you have a good time last night? I know you don't really know anyone besides me and Rach and the guys so I was hoping you still had fun."

Santana nodded, "I did. Brittany always knows how to have fun. I'm sure you know that though."

"Oh yeah, she's the best. I'm glad you had a good time. I saw you guys getting pretty close on the couch downstairs while we played beer pong, I know that!" Quinn let out a giggle.

Santana glared at her, "Not as close as you and Rachel in the bathroom!"

"Hey, you should have knocked!" Quinn retorted.

"You should have locked!"

"Who should have what?" Puck's hoarse, deep voice came from the doorway as he moped into the kitchen and went straight for the fridge.

"Yes, Puck, help yourself to my fridge." Sarcasm dripped from Quinn's voice.

Puck turned around, a bagel in his mouth. " 'anks," he managed to say through the bread.

Quinn scoffed at him, "Ass…"

Santana laughed as she watched the interaction between the two. "Hey Quinn, got any coffee?"

Quinn turned to her with a soft smile, "Yeah, over there…Sam made a pot." She pointed to a coffee pot by the toaster where Puck was currently inserting his bagel to toast. Quinn reached up into the cupboard to hand Santana a mug. "I'm gonna go sit in the livingroom. Puck, if Santana can't find anything, you know where stuff is," she muttered over her shoulder as she left Puck and Santana alone.

"So…you and Britt huh?" Puck asked, even though she had told him last night. He hopped up on the counter as she poured herself a cup of black coffee.

"Yeah, I hope that's okay," she joked, hopping up on the island, opposite him.

"Oh, totally. I'm just required to give you the big brother talk cause Britt is like my sister," Puck shrugged with a smile.

"I'm older than you…"

"But still, just let me have my moment! I'm just going to say, if you hurt her, you're going to answer to me, okay?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"You have my word…" Santana gave a nod and sipped her coffee.

Puck smiled and nodded firmly, "Then we're good." His bagel popped up from the toaster and he hopped down to get the cream cheese from the fridge. "You know, it's a real shame you're not for my team, Lopez. You're the hottest chick I've seen around here in a while," he joked.

A feminine voice interrupted them, "Quit hitting on my girl, Puck." Brittany practically skipped into the kitchen as she made her way over to where Santana sat up on the counter. "Hey San!" She moved to stand between Santana's legs as she leaned up for a kiss, which Santana gladly gave her.

"How are you so chirpy?" Santana asked, taking another swig of coffee.

"No shit…you're like a humming bird," Puck agreed.

The blonde gave a shrug and leaned up to kiss Santana again. "I'm just in a good mood! Maybe because the Fourth of July is in a week!"

Puck's eyebrows shot up in realization, "Oh yeah! That is coming up…we should have a cook out or something and shoot off some fireworks."

Santana considered the idea and nodded, "Sounds like fun."

"We could do it at my house!" Brittany volunteered excitedly.

"Your parents would let you?" Santana asked.

"Well, we don't have to drink. We can just drink soda and eat burgers and hot dogs," Brittany shrugged.

"I'd be cool with that," Puck agreed.

"I'll talk to my parents about it." Brittany suddenly lifted Santana from the counter, making sure the mug of coffee wasn't in her hands, and let Santana wrap her legs around her waist. She leaned up and kissed Santana before carrying her towards the living room.

"Damn..." Puck watched them go, a look of longing on his face.

…

The next day, Brittany had another race. This time it was at the races in Lima so they didn't have to travel. It also allowed Susan and Braden to go along. They all arrived around nine in the morning for check in and Brittany knew that today would be a hard race. It was hot and windy, so she knew she needed to really be prepared. Braden had already run off to check out the other racers. Susan was sitting by their trailer, reading a magazine, James was at registration, and Brittany and Santana were at the practice track.

As Brittany sat on her bike, watching a few racers go around the practice track, Santana was crouched beside the bike, tuning it before she went out. After a few minutes, she stood and wiped her brow. "Okay, go get 'em babe. I'm gonna run to the bathroom okay?"

"Okay, thanks San," Brittany grinned, leaning to give her a peck on the lips before the overall-clad Latina strode off to the bathrooms.

Brittany pushed her bike up to the starting gates and was about to put her helmet on when a girl's voice that was not Santana's came from the gate next to her. "You're that girl who won the summer kickoff tourney, right?" She looked over and saw a curvy, athletic blonde smirking over at her.

(AN: Jennifer Lawrence FC)

Brittany smiled a little and nodded, "Yeah, that was me…were you there?"

She nodded, "Yeah, but I didn't race, I just watched. You were really good! I'm Emma." The blonde extended her hand.

"Brittany…thanks," she took her hand and noticed the way Emma looked at her. Was she…flirting?

"So…wanna run the course with me?" Emma offered with a smirk.

"You're on!" Brittany nodded and put her helmet and goggles on before kick-starting her bike and looking over at Emma, giving a thumbs up to show she was ready. Emma did the same and they shot out of the gates, tearing around the first corner and out of sight.

Little did they know, Santana had witnessed the whole thing and she was trying not to be jealous as she found a place to sit and watch in the shade as she sipped a bottle of blue Gatorade she had bought on the way back to the course.

Brittany and Emma finished almost dead even and afterward, Brittany giggled and high fived her as they pushed their bikes over to get a drink of water. Santana walked over as Brittany poured a splash of water over her sweaty head and she noticed Emma gaping at her.

"Babe! How was your practice run?" Santana asked as she walked up beside her girlfriend.

"The bike felt pretty good, but I think my shocks were kinda tight, can you loosen them for me?" Brittany asked with a sweet smile. Santana nodded and smiled back. "Um, San, this is Emma…Emma, this is my team's mechanic slash girlfriend, Santana."

"Hi," Santana said unenthusiastically, wrapping an arm around Brittany's waist.

"Santana, that's a nice name," Emma flashed a fake smile.

"I like it because it's unique," Santana answered quickly.

"Yes, well…it was fun riding with you Brittany, good luck in the race later!" Emma winked at her and gave Santana one last look before pushing her bike away and leaving the couple alone.

"Who the fuck does she think she is?" Santana growled, looking in Emma's direction.

"San…don't worry about her…" Brittany said cautiously, knowing how Santana's temper could get.

"She thinks she's such hot shit, hitting on you and all that…ugh…what a bitch…" Santana shook her head.

"San…be nice…Em wasn't that bad!"

"Yeah right! Did you see the way she was eyeing you? No me gusta…" Santana crossed her arms and shook her head.

"I think we should invite her to our celebration on the Fourth…" Brittany pondered.

"What? Britt! No way!" Santana pouted.

"Aww, poor baby!" Brittany leaned in and kissed her pout. "I haven't decided yet, don't worry! Lucky for you I know something that will cheer you up! And since we have all afternoon until my race, it's the perfect time!"

Santana quirked a brow, "Oh? What did you have in mind?"

Brittany smirked back at her, "To find that out, you're gonna have to get the spare bike out and follow me somewhere!"

"What? Britt, I don't even ride that much! What if I crash?" Santana pouted again and Brittany let out a giggle.

"You'll be fine, I'll make sure I take an easy path…please?" Brittany begged. Santana let out a huff and nodded.

"Fine. But I get to wear the extra gear too!"

…

They went back to their trailer and Santana wheeled the back up bike and inspected it. She didn't do any extra tuning since they were only riding for fun, but she wanted to make sure it wouldn't fail her. Brittany grabbed the extra race gear and Santana disappeared to change into it. When she returned, Brittany's jaw dropped.

"Wow…you look hot in that…are you sure you're not a racer?" Brittany winked. Just then, Susan walked over and cocked her head at Santana wearing the extra gear.

"What's all this, girls?" The mother asked.

"Oh, I was just gonna show San my favorite trail to ride…we won't be too long," Brittany smiled, adjusting her helmet.

Susan understood and nodded, "Okay, but be safe, okay?"

"Yeah, I know, mom!" Brittany waved and then looked back at Santana. "Ready?"

"Ready."

"You can ride, I assume?" Brittany was smirking at her.

"Yes," Santana said with a hint of sarcasm. Brittany giggled as she started her bike, Santana doing the same.

"Then follow me!" Brittany shouted over the sound of the motors as she pulls off towards the trail. It started at the edge of the trees surrounding the race grounds and went deeper into the woods. The two of them rode together, exchanging looks through their helmets and playfully chasing eachother until finally, they came out to a clearing on the shore of a lake. Santana killed her engine and took off her helmet, staring at the sun kissed lake in awe. It sparkled calmly in the late morning sun as Brittany pulled up beside her and grinned.

"Beautiful huh?" Brittany smiled, climbing off her bike and taking off her gear. Santana looked at her quizzically.

"Yeah it is…Britt…what are you doing?"

Brittany was stripping down to her underwear and letting her hair down. Brittany looked up at Santana and grinned, her cheeks extra red from the heat. "Well, we didn't come out here just to look at it!" Brittany ran past her and towards the large rock off to the right. She climbed up and turned back to look at Santana. "C'mon! Get in!" And then she leapt off the rock and dived into the water with a splash.

Santana let out a laugh and climbed off her bike before quickly and clumsily stripping to her underwear, following Brittany into the cool water. She squealed as she jumped in and Brittany was there to greet her when she came back up for air. The lake water felt good. It was smooth and natural feeling. She liked it way more than pool water.

"Feels good, right?" Brittany seemed to read her thoughts and she nodded as she moved to float on her back with her eyes closed.

Brittany smiled at how peaceful Santana looked. She really was proud of her for being so strong about her mom and everything. Brittany couldn't imagine what Santana must feel like, knowing her mother wasn't going to live much longer. And before she knew it, Brittany spoke without thinking.

"I love you." Her eyes widened as soon as she said it and Santana caused a splash as she moved to look at Brittany.

"W-what?" Santana didn't know what to do. Was it too soon? Why couldn't she just say it back?

"Oh…I'm sorry…" Brittany immediately apologized and shook her head as tears pricked her eyes. "I d-didn't…s-sorry…" She looked away to hide the tears on her face.

"Brittany…I.." Santana began, but she found that words weren't coming to her. She took a deep breath to collect herself and she reached a hand out to cup Brittany's cheek, her other limbs moving in the water to keep her afloat. Brittany looked at her with tearful eyes.

"I shouldn't have said that, San…I'm sorry…I know it's really soon and I just—"

"I love you, too," Santana blurted out. Brittany stopped talking abruptly and stared at her girlfriend. Then a grin covered her face. "I love you," Sanana repeated, much calmer this time.

And just like that, bubbly Brittany was back with a squeal as she lunged at Santana in the water, peppering her face with kisses. Santana giggled and moved her head to meet Brittany's lips for a long, wet kiss. They grinned as they pulled apart.

"I love you…" Brittany said, testing how it sounded coming out of her mouth. She couldn't stop smiling as she kissed Santana again.

Santana pulled back and grinned at Brittany before splashing her playfully.

"Hey! Not fair!" Brittany pouted.

"Whatcha gonna do about it?" Santana challenged, only to be met by a splash in her direction. Brittany burst into laughter. "Oh, that's it! You're on!"

And just like that they were free from everything else.

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I don't know how to feel about this chapter…tell me what you think about Emma! She's definitely going to be coming back around!