AUTHORS NOTE: Hey everyone, here's a short update. I'm not too satisfied with this one. To me, it's just a filler, kind of. I hope you still like it.. Review? Thanks. Anyways, i'm kind of in a hurry at the moment, so that's all I have to say for now.

CHAPTER 16

A few weeks passed by and Quinn and Brittany were doing well together. Santana was getting suspicious at the fact that Brittany wouldn't let her touch her like she did before. She kept using the same excuse. "You told me not to distract myself because we have Nationals coming up." Brittany repeated over and over again. Santana would just roll her eyes and tell Brittany that after nationals she was going to distract Brittany from everything.

As much as Brittany loved Santana, it wasn't really competing with the love that had grown for Quinn. But in all honestly, Brittany was scared. She was afraid of what Santana would do to Quinn. Brittany may have been a bit slow, but she could see the tension between her two best friends. She was afraid of hurting Quinn. Most importantly, she was afraid of getting hurt herself. She was hurt once before, which led to her feelings being pushed aside; she didn't want that to happen again.

It was time for Nationals and all the Cheerios were focused once Coach Sylvester got out of her bad funk. Of course, she added another trophy to her collection as the WMHS Cheerios won.

Kurt, Brittany, and Santana stood with all the Cheerios as they announced the different schools before them that were obviously not going to get 1st place. Even though they knew they pretty much had the title, they were all nervous, especially Kurt because he wasn't used to the popularity and winning.

As soon as they heard the announcement Kurt ran to the stands to greet his father, leaving the rest of the team behind. Santana couldn't resist the urge to jump into Brittany's arms in celebration and Brittany let her.

"We did it!" Santana said as she wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck and legs around Brittany's waist. Santana wanted to kiss the girl, especially after a few months of not getting any from the blonde, but it wasn't the right place or time considering they were on national television and they had a huge audience.

Quinn, who was in the audience, saw the exchange between the two and just wanted to pull Santana off of her girl. However, she was not going to risk her ass now, almost 9 months pregnant. She told herself it was nothing since they were friends exchanging excitement for winning nationals. She knew the feeling; she was a part of it the year before.

As soon as Santana let go of Brittany, the blonde scanned the room for her girlfriend. They immediately made eye contact. Quinn's frown turned upside down as soon as she saw Brittany wave and smile, before starting to run over to her.

Santana was left to celebrate with the other cheerios.

"Hey blondie, where do you think you're going?" Sue stepped in Brittany's path with arms crossed.

"Santana come over here." Sue ordered, causing Santana to rush to Brittany's side.

"I need both of you to come with me." The two cheerios just looked at each other, wondering what Sue was demanding of them, right before following Sue out of the arena with the huge trophy.

Quinn just stood there watching her girlfriend leave with Coach Sylvester and Santana.

"Quinnie, where did Brittany go?" Quinn felt a little girl tug at her hand.

"I don't know Hannah, I think she has to meet with coach."

"Oh. Well you forgot to bring this with you." Hannah said handing the bouquet of flowers Quinn bought for Brittany.

"Oh yeah, I was really excited for B, I totally forgot. Thanks." Quinn smiled at the little girl before greeting Brittany's parents.

"Hey Quinn, where'd Brittany go?" Brittany's parents questioned, looking around for their daughter.

As if on cue, Kurt appeared noticing Quinn's confusion especially since she kept staring at the door Brittany left with.

"Coach Sylvester asked Brittany and Santana to do something for her and you know as wannabe head cheerios, they really didn't have a choice." Kurt shrugged.

"Oh." Quinn replied unenthusiastically as Brittany's family walked around looking for her.

"Don't worry. She was excited to see you. You should've heard her going on about pleasing you before we performed."

"What?" Quinn asked wide-eyed & embarrassed.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Quinn. She just wanted you to enjoy the performance, especially since you were supposed to be a part of it, but then…yeah…" Kurt said gesturing towards Quinn's pregnant stomach.

Quinn smiled to herself. She knew what it meant to be a cheerio, and she knew Sue Sylvester was a very demanding person. Whatever Sue needed, it must have been extremely important (or the opposite) to have her top two cheerios at hand. Quinn just had to make it a point to show Brittany how proud she was when she came home.

Quinn felt her phone vibrate shaking her out of her thoughts.

Quinnie, sorry, Coach made me and Santana go with her. I'll call you when I'm done and we'll plan something to celebrate. I love you. – B

Hey Baby B, it's all good, I totally understand. You were so great today; I already have some things in mind for a celebration ;) and I love you, too bb. – Q

Quinn replied before looking up to smile at Kurt who was rolling his eyes as he ran his fingers through he bangs.

BREAK.

Brittany and Santana joined Coach Sylester as she barged into Mr. Schuester's apartment, clearing a path for the huge trophy that they won at nationals. As soon as Sue told them to leave, they obeyed and were relieved that they were free to go celebrate without Sue Sylvester ordering them around.

"Who are you calling?" Santana inquired as she watched Brittany dig through her cheerio's top for her cell phone.

"Quinn. I'm just going to let her know I'm on my way home." Brittany answered dialing the number she knew by heart, which is ironic because she had trouble memorizing a lot of numbers.

"B…" Santana grabbed Brittany's phone before the blonde could complete the call. "Do you mind if we hang out first? Just you and I…I mean we did just win the national cheerleading title; not Quinn. No offense. Just two hours, she won't mind."

"But…"

"I'm the one who's driving, so you pretty much have no choice. Plus, let's not forget that I have your phone." Santana smirked before offering her pinky for Brittany to take with her own.

Brittany hesitated before obliging. She did feel bad for not hanging out with Santana as much as she used to, but most of the time Santana just wanted sex and Brittany couldn't help her out any longer. However, she was getting good at saying no, or so she thought.

Preview for next chapter...maybe.. ;)

Chapter 17

Brittany and Santana arrive at Santana's

"So what are we going to do?" Brittany asked as she followed Santana to her room.

"I have some booze in my room…we could you know …let loose. Or watch Bring It on or something." Santana suggested not really wanting to let Brittany know that as soon as the door closed, she was going to distract her.

"Oh, Bring It On sounds fine. Haven't seen that one in a while; actually can we watch the 4th one? Ashley Benson and Michael Copon are so hot." Brittany rambled on before the door close behind her.

"You're way hotter." Santana said pushing Brittany up against the wall of her bedroom.

Brittany felt Santana's warm breath against her mouth as she said those words. They hadn't been that close for months. Santana stared at Brittany's lips, eyes full of want and desire before leaning in to finally kiss the lips she had missed.