Hey guyss. Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. I've been busy with dumb crap. Well I hope you enjoy the chapter!

-R

Exclaimer: I don't own glee

"Caught" Chapter 12

It's been a month since Brittany and Santana had become official. Only Lilly and Chelsea know about the two's relationship so far, though it was unintentional. The girls tried their best to keep it a secret but it was no lie that they gave off some hints. Always sneeking glances at eachother at Cherio's practice, standing extra close while walking in the hall, and Santana going absolutley insane everytime someone makes a dumb joke about Brittany. Though she had always done that so that seemed kind of normal. Best friend or girlfriend, you don't mess with Brittany. It was like a law in the state of Ohio.

Today Santana was going over to Brittany's house to help her bake brownies. Brittany wasn't the best at cooking. Let's just say she almost burnt Santana's house down when she wanted to suprise her with a home made meal. Luckly, Santana's parents were both out of town so it was a secret just between them. God knows what would happen if Mr. and Mrs. Lopez found out about that. Just another reason to bann Brittany from the house. Though the biggest reason was still undiscovered by them, for Santana's sake.

"Hey, babe. Can you get me flour from your cabnet?" Brittany's parents weren't home at the moment otherwise Santana wouldn't of dared to use the term 'babe' out loud.

Brittany ran over to her cabnet and grabbed a box shapped package that had white paper covering it and handed it to Santana.

The latina gave out a small laugh, "Britt, this is sugar."

Brittany gave her a confused look as she opened the package up, "But San, it's white inside. Isn't flour white?"

"So is sugar, hun. Just put that back and grab the other white package near it." She gave her a sweet smile.

As if she was racing against time she sprinted to put the sugar away and grabbed the other white package next to it, "Catch it San!" She through it in her direction.

Caught off gaurd, Santana turned away only to be hit square in the face with a package of flour. They didn't know what what hit the ground faster, San or the flour.

"Owwwhhh!" Santana groaned as she curled herself into a ball on the ground with her hands holding her injured face.

"Sanny!" She got on her knee's and nealed down to her injured girlfriend. "I am so sorry! Why did I throw that at you? I'm so stupid. I'm such a re.."

"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Britt. You are NOT dumb and you are deffinitely not retarted!" Santana mumbled loudly through her fingers that her holding her face.

"But I hurt you, Sanny!" She pouted.

"It's okay, babe." Santana let her hands fall from her face revealing a bloody nose.

"Your bleeding!" Brittany now felt horrible. For one, she just hit her girlfriend in the face but now she was bleeding. She felt like it was all her fault.

"I am?" Santana reached up and lightly tapped the space between her nose and top lip and looked down to see red liquid. "Shit, I am."

"I feel horrible, San! I'm so sorry!" Brittany felt a swirl of guilt spin around in her stomach and she felt her eyes start to water.

Santana realized this and used her non bloody hand to tilt her chin up, "Hey, hey. Look at me. It was an accident. I just wasn't looking."

Brittany nodded her head as she wiped away a tear. "It's just I never want to hurt you, San."

Santana gave her a smile, "The only way you could hurt me is if you stopped loving me, Britt."

"That will never happen in a million years. Never!" Brittany said so determined.

"I know, babe. I feel the same way." Santana leaned in to give her a kiss, but Brittany back pulled her head back, "what?"

"You know I don't like the taste of blood." Brittany gave her a discusted look before lightly laughing.

"Ahh, totally forgot I had one. Can you reach up and get me a wet paper towell?" The latina asked as she was still laying on the ground.

"Anything for you." The blonde giggled before standing up and grabbing the paper towell role, ripping off a piece. She then turned the fosset on cold wetting the soft paper before rinsing it until it was damp. "Here let me." She reached down and wiped the blood from Santana's nose and chin.

"Thanks, babe." Santana thanked her as she stood up.

Brittany gave Santana the widest grin.

"What?" She laughed in curiosity.

"I love when you call me babe." She said as her cheeks became rosey.

Santana gave her a smirk, "Well if you love that much then I guess I'll just have to change your name to it."

Brittany's mouth dropped and she jumped up in excitement, "Can you really change my name to that?"

Santana shook her head giving off a giggle, "Anything for you, babe."

Brittany pulled Santana into a tight warm hug, "I love you so much, you know that?"

Wrapping her arms around Brittany neck she nodded, "I know. I love you so much, too." She softly added.

After what felt like 20 hours the girls finally had finished making the brownies. It only took about 5 hours. One of those hours consisted of Brittany asking Santana what the difference is between an egg with a baby chicken inside of it and an egg with an agg inside of it. Santana didn't know and just decided to look it up on her phone which ended up with Brittany taking the phone and taking a bunch of photos of herself and Santana. That then took another hour.

"These are so good!" Brittany moaned in satisfaction.

"Let me try one." Santana asked. She wanted Brittany to feed it to her, otherwise she wouldve got up and gotten herself one.

Brittany got up from the kitchen table and walked over to the stove. She went to pick up the brownie but it was stuck to the tray. She then placed her hand on the tray which sent a shock of pain through her hand, "Owwahhh!" She cried out pulling her hand into her chest.

"Britt!" Santana yelled running to her side. "The tray is still hot, Britt! It just came over a 350 degree oven!"

Brittany felt tears coming from her eyes, "It hurts so bad, San!"

Santana pulled her infront of the sink and turned the fosset on cold, "Run your hand under this!"

Brittany followed Santana's directions and placed her hand under the cold water, "It feels a little better."

"Good, its working then." Santana walked over to her freezer and got out an ice pack. "This will help the burn."

Brittany turned off the fosset and took the ice pack, place it on her hand. "Ahh, it stings." She squeezed her eyes shut for a second. "Both of us just can't stop getting hurt today huh?"

Santana nodded her head in agreement, "Hey, just keep that ice pack on, it wil make it feel better."

Brittany gave a smirk as Santana watched her eyes turn from a light to a dark shade of blue. Santana knows what that ment.

"I also know a way you can make me feel better." Brittany gave her a devilish grin.

Santana sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and patted her lap, "Come here, baby." She grinned at her.

With an ice pack still placed on her hand she walked over to Santana straddling her lap facing her. With out wasting a second she drooped down and captured the latina's top lip between her own.

Santana gave a light groan in pleasure of Brittany's sudden action. They moved with eachother in sync deepening the kiss as their tongues wrapped around eachother. Brittany wrapped her fingers in Santana's hair though, "Oww!" She growled at the sudden string in her hand.

"You okay?" Santana looked up in concern. "Did i bite your lip too hard?"

"No, I put my burnt hand in your hair." She frowned. "I'll just keep my arms around your neck." She changed her facial into a smile before going in for another kiss repeating the same actions she did before.

"It smells so good in here, Britt did you ma..." Brittany's mom walked in before either of the girls could pull apart from eachother.

Santana eyes went wide and looked at Mrs. Pierce and then back at Brittany.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Mrs. Pierce asked in a shocked tone.

Brittany jumped off of Santana's lap holding the ice pack down on her hand, "Mom..."