A/N: okay. I'm so bummed right now. I had like written half this chapter last night and well, I accidentally fell asleep and when I woke up, my laptop just doesn't work then I turned it off and when I opened it, my file was gone. So I had to write it down again. Not so good :( Anyways, Thank you for the amazing reviews (almost a hundred already), the follows and the faves! all of you are amazing. So... hmm. I don't know how many chapters I still have left for this story but a lot of things are still going to happen... And finally, I've decided that it's going to be a G!PBritt. but don't really worry guys, it's not really all about the smut but you know, about finding their way back to each other. Oh! yes, finally they kissed. yey! and no... Roxy isn't working with Britt and there's a reason why she's there... apart from being a bitch. So, on with the chapter :)

CHAPTER 13

Brittany was at the office that day. She has papers and transactions to finish. Right at that moment, it was still early in the morning and she was inside her personal office. She has scattered papers on her office desk that she has to work on. She was working... or maybe not. She was just actually there sitting on her leather swivel chair, leaning against the backrest of the big chair, both hands holding a small picture frame, blue eyes dreamily looking at the picture of one young Santana Lopez while smiling like a goof. Ever since the kiss the other day, she never really stopped smiling. The blonde felt like she was on cloud nine. She felt lighter and happier more than ever. She can't even really explain how happy she felt. She kept on staring at the picture and sighed. Ah... the wonders that this woman could do to me.

"Well, well, well... Look who's daydreaming while at work. Shouldn't you be working on those papers now?"

The architect jumped when she heard that voice. It was the voice of her sister, no other than Attorney Jaimey Pierce. The younger Pierce was there, standing by the door, leaning on the door frame and her arms were crossed on her chest.

She straightened up and put the picture down on her office desk, leaned her elbows forward placing it on the table, clasped her hands and rested her chin on her hands. She looked at her sister and acknowledged her presence. "JP, you're here. I thought you were in Canada right now."

"Well, I'm here, my dear sister," the younger blonde said with a smug smile on her face.

"Since when did you get here? I mean, you know, here in my office. How long have you been standing there? Do you want breakfast?" the older Pierce offered.

"Well, my beloved sister... I've been here long enough to observe such a very rare moment, a moment where I could seldomly see in you." The lawyer moved from the door, walked towards the visitor's chair and sat comfortably on it. "And as for beakfast, don't bother. I already ate before going here. Thanks though."

"So, what moment are you talking about?" she said, leaning on the backrest of her leather chair again. She didn't feel like working today. She just wanted to keep on smiling, even until her cheeks and jaw would hurt, she would still keep on smiling. I've turned into mush, dork and goof. I know... I've become soft. She really wanted to make up for those times she'd lost when she started to forget how to smile. She wanted this feeling of being able to smile again. She has forgotten how awesome it feels.

Ever since Santana left, JP became her best friend. But when they were still young, her sister and her were not really close. They were sort of rivals in almost everything - from toys, attention of their parents and up to their academic grades. Both of them were actually pretty good when it comes to school. The only difference is that Jaimey was carefree and she was serious. Well, not really when I'm with Santana though. She makes me happy and feel all those crazy feelings. Flying butterflies in my tummy...

And again, ever since Santana left her, the older blonde did nothing but locked herself up in her room and silently cried to herself until she fell asleep. She really did her best to hide it from everybody, especially her sister. She didn't want her to find out because she knows that her sister will do nothing but tease her to death and she didn't want that because she knows it would really crush her apart from the teases, she knows that she would suffer more and feel the pain even more. Hell, I didn't want to die yet. When she's inside the safety of her room, she would let all of her tears go and just silently cry. She would stop the sobs that were attempting to go out from her mouth so that no one would hear her. In the morning, when her mom would ask her why her eyes were red and swollen, she would just tell her that it was because of another sleepless night of reading, studying and reviewing. She never wanted to lie but she thought it's was her only way. She felt so shattered and crushed, she didn't know what to do but cry. She can't afford to let her parents and others find out about it because for all they know, she was a strong person, strong enough to take care of herself and with this little competition that she had with her younger sister, but that's where they got their selves wrong. The Latina was everything to her. She needed Santana more than anyone knows. She was the blonde's source of strength, happiness and inspiration. She was Brittany's life. That's why when she left, everything was taken away from her. Well, you agreed to break up with her, Brittany. But yeah, there was a reason for that, you know. So keep quiet.

Then on one of those crying days she had, the moment she got home from school, she struck by this sad and empty feeling again. Her longing for the brunette. When she was inside her room, she got all of the things her ex-girlfriend gave her, placed it on top of the bed and cried to herself silently as the memories of those things bring came crashing to her. She was shocked when she felt her sister's presence in her room. She saw her younger sister at the corner of her room, looking at her. She really thought that her sister would laugh at her. But what the younger Pierce did even shocked her more. Instead, her sister moved and sat beside her, rubbing her shoulders down to her back soothingly. She didn't even speak a word to her older sister. She was just there and kept on rubbing her the older blonde's back, soothing and comforting her. It was the turning point in both of their lives. They got closer with each other and their rivalry was like a bubble that burst in vanished into thin air. The architect actually felt sad when her younger sister told her that she wanted to study out of New York and she planned to take Law in Harvard. It was that far but not having her sister there when things just started to get better between the both of them made her feel sad.

The older blonde really thought that her college life would be boring. But what she didn't know was that she would form er group of friends there wherein she knows that would last forever. They were six in the group - Noah "Puck" Puckerman, the bad boy; Kurt Hummel, the senator's son - well, more of like the senator's daughter; Tina Cohen-Chang, the serious type; Sugar Motta, the airline heir; Mike Chang, the brain -nope, he's not Tina's brother; and her. Now, they were already seven in the group because her sister was added to them.

"You know, dear sis. That rare moment when your guard is down, your mind is somewhere else, and your eyes are dreamy. Well, not to mention that goofy smile on your face. So, tell me, what is it? What's gotten into my sister's pretty mind that could make you act like this? I've already got inside your office and all, and still, you didn't even notice me," the lawyer said.

"What am I supposed to tell you?"

"Aww! Come on, Britt! Tell me," her sister sort of whined.

She's back, J," the older blonde said, excitement can be heard in her voice. She's sure that her sister would be surprised about this.

"So I heard." Jaimey didn't look surprised. In fact, she couldn't see any emotion in her sister's face. It was blank and void of emotion. She didn't know what her sister was thinking about.

The architect stood up from her chair and walked towards the mini refrigerator she has in her office. She took out a bottle of wine, got two glasses on the table beside her refrigerator and poured wine in both of the glasses. She handed one glass to her sister, which the younger blonde gladly accepted, before sitting back down on her leather chair and took a sip of her wine.

"How did you know? and who told you? You're the first person I told about her coming back here in New York. I haven't even told the group about this. I was still planning for them to properly meet Santana," Brittany asked in wonder.

"They already know Santana, Britt. Have you forgotten about her picture in your wallet that one day they decided to play a prank on you by hiding it because well, all you ever did was look at that picture of Santana?"

The older Pierce chuckled at what the lawyer said. Puck and Sugar certainly did tell her sister about everything that happened to her. Well, they gave the picture back, but not before a promise of taking them all out for lunch.

"Well, who told you?"

"Oh, come on, sis. I'm a Lawyer! Did you even have to ask?" her sister exclaimed, scoffing playfully.

"Yes, definitely. A lawyer and a bad ass boy-slash-girl magnet," the architect teased which made the lawyer laugh.

"Well, what can I do? Men and women are lining up for me. It's not my fault that they want this," she said gesturing to her body from head to toe. "It's not also my fault that I learned to like both. And sis, being good-looking and hot, it's all in the genes." The younger blonde just shrugged and winked at her older sister as if she was telling her that it wasn't her fault that she was charming. It was true after all.

"Yeah, right," the architect just said while chuckling and shaking her head from side to side.

"But, Britt, don't try and change the subject here. Come on, on with the story," her sister told her, urging her to continue.

"Santana and I, we're getting married soon." Brittany didn't need to explain things further and tell that it was because of the last will of the brunette's Abuelo. JP would eventually find out. She was her sister and a lawyer after all.

Finally, she saw the shock that she was expecting to see on her sister's face.

She breathed in deep before speaking again. There was no reason for her to hide her feeling and thoughts from her sister. "You know I've waited for her for a long time, Jaimey. I've waited for ten fucking years for her. Now that she's finally here, I won't let this chance pass me by. God, I won't let any chance to pass me by just to have her back."

"Does she still love you?"

"I don't know. I guess she still does. I think she still does."

"You think? You guess? Britt, that kind of reason isn't enough. If it was on a court trial, the court wouldn't even acknowledge that reason of yours."

The older blonde just looked at her sister. Damn. Her sister really is a lawyer. She even inserted the court thing in their conversation. "Okay, well she hasn't said anything yet, but I can feel it. She still loves me, J."

"Britt, do you know what you're getting yourself into?" Her sister still looks unconvinced because of how her brows furrowed and her forehead creased.

"I've never been more certain, Jaimey. I'll win her back. I will do everything I could to win her back," she said, determined. Come hell or high water, she was determined to win her brunette back. Damn, I've suffered long enough for this.

"Brittany-" the lawyer started only to be cut of by the architect.

"Why are you like that, Jaimey? Of all people, you're the one who's supposed to understand me. You're supposed to understand how I'm feeling."

"That's exactly just my point, Brittany. I saw how hurt and how much pain you've been though. I saw how much you've suffered ten years ago and I don't want to see you being like that again! I saw the way life was being taken away from you. Yes, you were alive and breathing, Britt. You're heart was beating. You were alive technically speaking but you were even barely there. It pained me to see and feel how much you were suffering. And now, you're just letting yourself to be hurt like that again?" her sister said with full of emotion and concern.

"I fucking suffered because I'm stupid enough to let it happen! I fucking allowed her to leave me. I agreed with that stupid moment of breaking up and I'm the only one to blame here, not her! I was the one who hurt her which in fact I told myself never to do that to her and that I will never be able to do that to her. I've hurt Santana so much in the past. Now that I have the chance and it's my only chance to fix everything and make up for it, I will not miss this fucking chance to do that!" she said in a loud voice, slamming her palm on her table and now she almost standing from her chair, breathing hard trying to calm herself.

She saw her younger sister's face soften. "I just want to make sure that you will be happy, Britt. I really don't want you to go through that devastating stage again," the younger Pierce softly explained.

"She's makes me happy, J. She's my happiness, my life... my everything," she said as she took the small picture frame again and looked at the young brunette in the picture. Even that small picture of the Latina could make her smile like everything's alright.

She her her younger sister sigh before talking again. "Have you told her about the kid, then? Have you told Santana about the child?"

"Not yet. But I'm going to tell her soon." It was her turn to sigh. She still has another problem. God, why did she forget about the boy? Ugh! You could really be stupid sometimes, Britt. You get yourself wrapped up in the thought about having Santana back, and you completely forget about the boy. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

"When is soon, Britt?" the lawyer asked.

"As soon as I've settled things with Roxy, J."

"The boy is sick, sis. Don't you think it would affect him knowing that his other parent, his momma, is marrying someone else and not his mommy?"

"He'll understand because he's smart enough to."

"Then what about the mother?"

"She knows where she stands, JP. She knows about that very well and I've already made it clear enough for her to understand that." She stood up from her swivel chair, walked towards the other visitor's chair in front of her sister and sat there, leaning her against the backrest of the chair. "Uhm, Jaimey, can I ask a question?" the architect said while fiddling with her hands and looking at her sister.

"Fire away, Britt."

"After that night in my room, I never heard you speak about her again. I just wanted to know... were you mad at her? or well, are you mad at her?"

"Mad? Wow! That's a big word, my dear sister. Do you wanna know a secret?" her younger sister said with a mischievous smile on her face.

"What secret?" God, I hope this isn't about Santana.

She was nervous, to say the least. She didn't know what secret her sister was talking about and she was dying to know about it. She was impatiently waiting for her sister to speak again.

Jaimey stoop up from the chair, slowly walking and position herself on the architect's back, and then whispered in her ear. "Well, you know big sis, I used to have a crush on this particular woman..." the younger blonde trailed off knowing that her sister was really anxious right and oh boy, does she love to tease her. "oh, wait, what was her name again? I think it was Santana Marie Lopez? Yes, definitely. I used to have a crush on one Santana Marie Lopez." Then she slightly pushed herself from leaning down, standing straight and then moved to sit again on the chair she occupied, grinning while looking at her sister's shocked expression.

"What?! What the hell, J. Why are you telling me this now?" the architect certainly didn't expect to hear this from her sister. What the hell? Like, for real. God, I could really kill my sister, but no... it would really be bad to do that and she's my sister and my best friend. I can't do that... but still! ugh!

"Hey. Relax, Britt," the lawyer said, laughing at her sister's reaction. "Didn't you hear the term "used to" that I said?"

"You brute! Back off!" Her sister was pretty charming and it got her worried. Hell, with just a single smile from that lawyer, both men and women would crawl up to her feet just to get her attention.

"And yeah, that's why I was really happy when the both of you broke up with each other," the younger blonde kept on teasing.

"Do you really want me to kick you out of my office right this instant?" the architect said, holding her temper down. She was seething. Even if this was her sister talking to her, she couldn't help but to feel defensive, protective and jealous. She was threatened, but she doesn't really know why. Oh yeah, you know why. It's because you're so afraid to lose the brunette again now that you have your chance. Plus, we're talking about your sister who happens to be dangerously charming. Thank you.

Then her sister's smile just got even bigger. "Well, my dear sister, I can always come up with grounds to sue you."

"Ugh! I can't believe this! I can't believe you, Jaimey!" She threw a thin folder at her sister that only made her laugh even more. Her younger sister definitely knows how and which right buttons to push.

Then the younger Pierce cleared her throat. "Seriously though, I really had a crush on Santana. That's why I kept on pissing you off before. You got the girl, and I didn't." It made the lawyer to smile softly upon remembering those times. "Did you know when I only accepted the fact that I couldn't get her from you?"

"Jaimey Pierce!" This woman really is pushing me. She does know how to do it. Ugh!

"Hey! Just hear me out, okay?" the other blonde said, raising both of her hands in defense. "So, where was I? Oh, yes. So I talked bad about you behind your back when we were having our conversation, I used my irresistible charm, my smile... But hell, Britt, nothing worked. I practically did everything for her. Instead, I almost got slapped by her, imagine that! If I wasn't quick enough, that would've hurt," she said while shaking her head and softly chuckling. The lawyer can't believe that it actually almost happened to her.

"Really?" The architect couldn't help but put a dorky smile. She stood up from the visitor's chair and walked towards her own swivel chair, sitting back down on it while wearing this dreamy smile on her face.

"Woah! Just a while ago, you looked like you were about to kill me, and now, with the way your smiling -"

"Continue," the older blonde interrupted her sister's rant.

"Continue, continue. And now your enjoying yourself." The younger blonde scoffed, shaking her head. "No, I don't want to continue anymore. I'm losing my self-esteem here. That's a pretty no-no."

Ah, her sister. She could really act as an unprofessional person with the way she acts and say things. She would sometimes act as a kid. She would look like she's just an easy-go-lucky woman, not caring about her surroundings. But when she's in the courtroom, any other lawyer or even just the spectators would fear her because of how great of a lawyer she is, especially when it comes to court battles. She seemed to always find a way to turn the tides to her favor. That's why the architect is so proud of what she'd become.

"Oh, you want it that way? So, what if I ban you here in the building? You would really want that, don't you sis?" the older blonde countered back, playing with the game her sister started.

"Aww, sis. Don't do that. I saw one of your new employees outside when I was on my way her to your office, he looked good. It would be pretty bad if I wouldn't get the chance to meet him, won't it?" the lawyer said in almost a whine.

"You're so silly, you know that J? But if anything bad happens to them, you know that you have to face me, right? Right."

Her sister grinned a devilish grin. "Oh, don't worry sis. I'll make sure it won't happen." Then she went on with her story. "Anyways, that was it. Aside from almost getting slapped across the face and knowing that my charm was resistible... but I think it was only with Santana... I would always find myself getting into an argument or a fight. Your pretty girlfriend would always come at me, start an argument or a fight, especially those times when I would sabotage your projects."

"You never fought back, did you?" Of course, the older blonde knows that her sister might also be bi, and well a girl, she wouldn't really fight back with a woman. Well, unless she has to.

"Of course not, Britt! It's me you're talking about, I also love women, you know. Plus, it was Santana. You probably would have killed me if I did. Or well, Santana alone would have killed me with all her crazy Snixx alter ego and this Lima Heights Adjacent thing she calls. Not to mention all those blades she said she has hidden in her hair."

Yes, that was totally my Santana. Well, the young Santana.

"I know," the architect said with a smile.

"You really are lucky, Britt. You are lucky to have her. I hope that someday, I'll be able to meet someone who would fight for me the way Santana fought for you," the younger blonde thought, seeming like she was really dreaming for it.

The older Pierce sat up straight and looked at her sister. "Now you're talking. I can't believe you actually said that, JP."

"Of course I also dream of settling down with the right person someday. May it be a man or a woman, I don't really care. I just want to have someone to spend the rest of my life with someday. And to set the record straight, I'm not a player," her younger sister soflty said.

"I know, J." It was true though. Yes, her sister was being chased by both men and women but she doesn't really mind them, not that she was full of herself or something. She just doesn't want to play and sleep around, playing with people's feelings just to satisfy herself. Like Brittany, Jaimey also believes in fate and love.

Then the lawyer moved to stand up, picking up her purse. "Come one, let's go out and eat. My treat."

"How about next time?" she refused her sister.

"No can do, Britt. I just got here and we're going out to celebrate. Come on!"

"But..." She really wanted to go home and see her brunette. After the kissed they shared the other day, the blonde was sure that she still has a chance to win her woman's heart back.

"No buts. Just give her a call," Jaimey said. "Is it really like that when someone's waiting for you at home? After all, Puck is also like that ever since he got married. He's nowhere to be found nowadays. Jeez! Now, I'm thinking of not settling down yet."

"Okay, okay. Just to shut you up, I would give her a call. Oh, when would you want to visit my place?" Brittany said as she took her cellphone out, dialing the brunette's number. "Should I call the other's too?"

"No, no. It would be for another time. Let's just schedule a get together with them soon. But for now, it will only be you and me," her sister told her, winking at her afterwards.

The architect just shook her head and chuckled at her sister's silliness. "It's a date, then," she finally said to her.

A/N: okay, Brittany has a child? ...with Roxy? oh gosh. I know, I know. There's actually more to it than just that, okay? just trust me. please don't kill me now. not just yet. and please don't give up on me just yet. and i think this is the longest chapter I've written so far, right? So yeah, what do you think? I really hope you liked it. 'til the next chapter y'all! Love lots :)