Long story short: Life. I'm so, so sorry for being so fucking slow on this update but I've had like the craziest month ever. I fell in love and I've been going to school and working and just…anyway. Enough about me. Time to update! Enjoy and let me know how you feel about it! Thanks for reading!

PS – Some of the fluff hits close to home because it may or may not be based of my own relationship with my wonderful girlfriend, Kenna.

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The couple swayed in the dance studio for several songs, humming in eachother's ears and grinning at eachother. Brittany beamed down at Santana and let out a breathy laugh.

"What?" Santana tilted her head to the side.

Brittany shrugged, "Just looking at you."

At this, Santana raised an eyebrow, "Just…looking at me?" Brittany nodded in response.

"Mhm…" The taller of the two reached up and brushed some hair out of Santana's face. "You're just so beautiful. This is the best birthday ever, San."

"You deserve it," she shrugged, giving her a mellow, content smile.

"Thank you…" Brittany whispered and leaned down to kiss Santana slowly. They stopped moving and stood in place kissing, their arms wrapped around eachother, eyes closed. The blonde's hands splayed out over Santana's back as she deepened the kiss, sucking Santana's lower lip and humming to herself. Suddenly, Santana's eyes snapped open and she looked up at her girlfriend.

"Hi, there…"

Brittany let out a giggle, "Hi," she replied as she slowly backed Santana to the nearest mirrored wall and pushed her up against it.

"Woah…" Santana's eyes visibly darkened and she felt a rush of adrenaline go through her body. Brittany was close, their hands laced together and pressed against the wall on either side, and Santana could feel her girlfriend's breath against her own lips. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips just in time to catch Brittany's in a searing kiss. "What got into you?" Santana managed to mutter.

"I need you," Brittany breathed back. It was all Santana needed to let go and allow Brittany to take over. The younger of the two slipped her hands under the hem of Santana's black dress, pulling it up and over her head before tossing it shamelessly aside. She pulled back for a moment to take in the toned body of Santana, her eyes tracing up the smooth curve of her thighs, over the lace waistband of her black panties, up the small dip in the center of her stomach between her abs, through the valley of her supple, bare breasts, and finally into her eyes as the brunette's cheeks tinted pink with shyness.

"I…I love when you look at me like that…" Santana admitted bashfully. Brittany reached up and cupped her cheek, stroking it lovingly.

"You're just so beautiful," Brittany affirmed.

Santana looked down with a shy laugh, but Brittany was quick to lift her chin back up and kiss her deeply. It took Santana a little by surprise, but she let the blonde pull her away from the world and into the moment. Her arms moved around Brittany's waist to the hem of her white dress, giving it a tug. Brittany understood and stepped back to remove her dress, revealing light blue undergarments. Santana bit her lip and pulled Brittany towards her again, but Brittany silently insisted on keeping control. After a few more minutes of heated kissing, Brittany kneeled before her girlfriend, who still remained pressed to the mirrored wall.

Pale fingers hooked into the hem of Santana's panties, tugging them down and allowing her to step out. Before Santana even had a chance to think, Brittany pulled one of the Latina's legs over her shoulder and kissed all the way up her thigh to her center, immediately licking a long strip up the middle.

"You're so wet, San…" Brittany whispered in awe.

"Your f-fault," she stammered back. Brittany let out a satisfied chuckle and went to suck Santana's clit into her mouth, eliciting a gasp from her.

"Oh…fuck…right there…" Santana's eyes lulled closed and she leaned her head back as her hand found Brittany's blonde tresses and laced through them, pressing her closer. Brittany looked up at her as her tongue worked wonders. She was loving the way she made Santana feel, the sounds she caused the older girl to make just with her mouth. It gave Brittany a sense of pride as she brought a hand down to slip two fingers inside her girlfriend, her tongue speeding up just slightly as Santana moaned incoherent curses and pleas.

There was a sharp intake of air as Santana felt the familiar grasp of euphoria wash over her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly and her knees shook, clenching and wobbling in the wake of her orgasm. Brittany kept licking and licking, slower and slower until she finished with one last kiss to Santana's sensetive core. Santana closed her eyes against the wall as her breathing slowed.

Brittany wiped her chin off with the back of her hand and slid back up to meet Santana's lips in a tender kiss. Santana's arms looped around Brittany's neck for support and she let out a breathy laugh.

"What?" Brittany pulled back to look at her, smiling gently.

"I love you, that's all," Santana grinned goofily.

Brittany kissed her again, "I love you too, San."

"Come here….and take your underwear off, babe," Santana requested as she sat down on the floor. Brittany moved to sit next to her, but Santana shook her head and moved so that they faced eachother and Brittany's legs were resting over Santana's. The tanned girl scooted forward, her hands on Brittany's waist, and kissed her softly before whispering, "Your turn."

Brittany let out a high pitched moan when she felt Santana reach down and thrust two fingers inside her. She threw her head back, her weight resting back on her hands as her body arched forward and Santana stared at her intensely, keeping her hand moving. "O-Oh…Santana!" Brittany looked at her and bit her lip when their eyes met. Santana was staring right at her with a smirk on her face, her coffee-colored eyes seeming even blacker and deeper.

Brittany whimpered as Santana's fingers curled into her spot and thrust quickly. Brittany leaned forward and sloppily grasped the back of Santana's neck, pulling her into a fierce kiss. Santana returned the kiss and sucked Brittany's lower lip. After minutes and minutes of sweat building up and hard kisses as Santana thrust away, ravaging Brittany's body, the blonde froze with a cry of pleasure.

"Oh fuck…fuck baby…oh my god…" Her breathing was raspy and tired as she wrapped her arms around Santana, breathing heavily into her neck. Santana smiled against Brittany's shoulder and withdrew her hand licking one finger clean before pulling back a little and offering one to Brittany.

With her blue eyes dark and her cheeks flushed, Brittany looked from Santana, to the tan finger before her, and back to Santana. She smiled shyly and leaned forward, sucking the digit into her mouth and licking it clean. After, they just sat for a while, tangled in eachother's arms.

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It was a few days later, and the Pierce Racing Team was at another weekend event, this time a local one in Lima. Santana wiped sweat from her grease-covered face as she pulled a bent wheel off Brittany's race bike and grabbed a spare from the back of the trailer. She looked up and saw Brittany walking back with her dad and a man she didn't recognize. He was tall, much taller than James. Older, too, by the look of it. His dark hair was combed over to the side and faded into his grey sideburns. His shirt had Larsen written across the front. He seemed to be trying to talk James into something and looking at Brittany every so often.

"…I'm sorry, but we just aren't interested," she caught James replying to the man.

They came to a hault by the side of the trailer, and Brittany caught Santana's eyes as the man spoke in his gruff voice, "Just think about it, Pierce. A lot of money could be involved for you and your girl." And with that, he was gone and James was left looking angry.

"Who was that?" Santana inquired, her eyes following the man until he was out of sight.

"That was Richard Larsen, and he wants Brittany to join their team with a sponsorship," James grumbled, running a hand through his short hair.

"But I thought their team hated us?" Santana furrowed her brow.

"Yeah, well, that's exactly why they want her. They're threatened by her," James shook his head and smirked at his daughter proudly, "Which they should be!"

The three of them laughed and Santana went back to working on Brittany's bike. James said something about going to get some lunch, taking the girls' orders before going off towards the food stands. Brittany walked over, her racing jersey tied around her waist as she leaned against the rear bumper of the trailer, watching Santana work.

"Have I told you how hot you are when you're all covered in grease?" Brittany grinned, looking Santana up and down, noticing something under the hem of Santana's cargo pants. "Babe…are you wearing…boxers?" An even bigger smile spread across Brittany's face as Santana stood up and looked at her, blushing.

"Yeah, so? It's hot out and boxers are more comfy…" She looked down and crossed her arms. Brittany shook her head and walked over, pulling her into a kiss.

"Don't be shy…I love them…it's really hot. You look like such a stud," Brittany said between kisses.

"Mm, thank you, and as much as I could kiss you all day, baby, I need to finish your bike. You race in two hours," Santana frowned as she broke the kiss.

"Right! You gotta be a big bad mechanic!" Brittany jested. Santana chuckled and shook her head, picking up her wrench and going back to work.

Brittany retreated to the trailer for a little bit as Santana worked, leaving the nineteen year-old to turn up her music and really get into her work. She plugged her iPod into the iHome that sat on the rear bumper and turned up Hearts Burst Into Fire by Bullet for my Valentine. She was in a hardcore kind of mood, meaning lots of punk rock and screamo. As she jammed and dug through her tools for the proper hex wrench to tighten the nuts on the wheel, she failed to notice her phone buzzing on the stool inside the back of the trailer.

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"Ready to go, kid?" James patted Brittany on the shoulder as she wheeled her bike towards the track.

"I got this, dad." Brittany gave him a confident smile and a nod.

"The bike looks great. Thanks, Santana," he added with an appreciative nod.

"All in a days work!" Santana let out a laugh before she realized she forgot something. "Hey, I left my phone on the trailer, I'm just gonna run and get it! Good luck baby," she said with a quick kiss to Brittany's cheek before taking off towards the trailer.

She hummed to herself as she walked back and went to the back of the trailer to find her phone on the stool where she left it. She pressed the button on top and noticed she had a new voicemail and a couple texts. Furrowing her brow, she unlocked her phone and checked the texts first.

Rachel Berry: We need to talk. ASAP. Text me when you get home from the races.

Santana sucked in a breath and shook her head, dismissing the inevitable conversation to come later with the tiny brunette. She moved on to the next message.

Sergio: Hey sis. Call me when you see this. Please.

Her heart jumped again; she didn't even have to guess what the voicemail said. She shakily dialed Sergio's number and started to pace inside the trailer as it rang. He picked up on the second tone.

"Hey sis…"

"What is it? Is it mom?" Her voice cracked with worry.

"I…I don't know how to say it…" His voice sounded broken, too.

"P-please…don't…Sergio...just please…" Santana wasn't even making sense. She knew what he couldn't say.

"How soon can you come home?"

Santana hadn't even realized she was crying until she tried to speak, "Um…I c-can't now…I…probably t-tonight…" Now she was sobbing.

"Lo siento, hermana." Sergio was crying too, she could tell.

"W-when? When did it h-happen?" She asked, hysterical.

"…Early this morning. Papi found her," he said quietly. Santana felt another wave of sobs coming. Her knees went weak and she sat on the stool, her face in her free hand. "Be strong, hermana…me and dad love you. See you tonight?"

"I l-love you t-too…yeah…" She hung up and let her phone drop to the metal floor as she sobbed even harder.

Maria Lopez was dead.

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Finally updated! Sorry it wasn't too long! Let me know how you feel about this!