See not as long of a wait this time around! Not sure what's been keeping me from getting the inspiration to write this story for the past couple months, I'll just blame summer and the fact there was no new Glee episodes, sound good? Okay awesome =P Thanks to everyone who continues to review and has stuck with this story it really means a lot! This a bit of a shorter chapter compared to the last few I've done but it was part of the following chapter and just felt the whole thing together was just too long so I decided to split it up. So this is really just leading into the next chapter. I'm actually ahead of myself as of right now in writing so next chapter should be up I'm hoping within a week or so. Thanks again and as always review are always welcomed! =)

Chapter 10

Brittany makes her way back to the shop, her mind racing. "It's Quinn." She repeats to herself as she walks back down the street. She enters the shop and heads up to the back hall and up to her apartment. She gets inside and heads over the couch and places the unopened envelope on the coffee table. Normally any other time she had received a letter it was opened within seconds but she can't even bring herself to touch it at this moment.

"All this time. It was her all along." Brittany says to herself still attempting to wrap her head around the fact that Quinn of all people is her secret admirer. She sits as her thoughts and memories consume her trying to pinpoint how long she has had these feelings for her. Re-examining every conversation, text, any physical interaction she can think of. "She was so good at pointing the finger Santana about the letters. I never even considered it would be her.

She goes to her bedroom and retrieves the other letters from her desk and returns to the couch. She lays out the letters on the coffee table and rereads them starting from the first letter trying to see it from Quinn's perspective.

"She's always so sweet and sincere. I don't know how I didn't see it before. I'm so dumb. How did I not notice it all. I just assumed she acted the same way with everyone else as she did with me. She even had a date at the party! How could I have known? But it's Quinn... do I- Do I like Quinn in that way?"

She never physically thought of Quinn in that way but figures it's because she was too excited about actually making a friend in this new town and was still too blinded by the pain that Artie had caused her to even consider it. 'Maybe that's why she kept it to herself for this long. Maybe it's why she was too nervous to do anything face to face because she knew where I was coming from and didn't want to risk scaring me or making things awkward if I wasn't ready.' She thinks to herself as she paces circles in her living room, surprisingly not making a trail in the hardwood. "I can't believe she's been having all these feelings this entire time."

She continues to pace her apartment trying to think of a plan. 'Just because I never thought about it doesn't mean there couldn't be something there. I love Quinn as a friend and the way her letters, the way her words alone make me feel...' She stops halfway through her kitchen jumping as she hears her phone going off in her bedroom interrupting her thoughts as the sounds fills the otherwise silent apartment. She goes and grabs her phone off her bed but hesitates when she sees a text from the same girl that is clouding her thoughts.

Q: I know you're going through a lot right now Britt but I think you need a good distraction so I'm kidnapping you tomorrow and getting you out of that apartment. No excuses! xoxo =)

'She just dropped off the letter and she's already texting me.' her thoughts snap back to the fact that she had just dropped off the letter and had yet to even read it. Brittany runs bak to the living room and takes the unopened letter off the coffee table and opens it anxious now as to what loving words Quinn has written to her. She opens the letter and the note completely take her by surprise. "She want to meet me." She read the note over asking Brittany to meet her tomorrow evening at the fountain in the park. She sits on the couch and reopens the text that Quinn had just sent her to hang out as well and types out a text back asking what time she's want to hang out.

"Maybe I should just go for it. I can see how she acts and if I can see anything more before I "meet" her as my admirer. Yes go for it." Brittany convinces herself as she waits for a reply which comes within a couple minutes.

Q: I'll be by in the morning

Brittany wonders what the girl's motives must be. "If she plans on telling me then why spend the rest of the day with me? Why ask to hang out if I'm going to see her again right after anyway?" She tries to figure out what Quinn is thinking then it hits her. "She's trying to throw me off. Of course I wouldn't think I'm meeting her if I've just spent the entire day with her. Damn she's good." She shakes her head and replies with an 'Okay see you then.' and it takes even less time to receive a reply this time.

Q: Wow that was easier than I thought. I assume you're feeling better?

'Thanks to you.' she thinks as she replies.

B: I think you were right about not giving up hope

Q: ..Meaning?

B: We'll talk tomorrow =)

Q: You got another letter didn't you?! That's the only thing I can think of that could possibly cheer you up this quick, not that I'm complaining but I want details!

B: Goodnight Q ;)

Q: Really leaving me hanging huh? You better tell me everything tomorrow! Night B =)

'She's so good good at acting normal around me. No wonder I never noticed it earlier.'

Brittany lied awake for awhile after she got ready for bed. Her mind was still reeling at the thought of her secret admirer being Quinn. She couldn't help but feel disappointed that it wasn't the person she had hoped it had been this entire time. Even though she had been the one that hurt her all over again part of her still wished that Santana had been her admirer. She couldn't help but feel disappointed that it wasn't.

Santana wakes up with a new found determination. She had picked the perfect song to sing to Brittany that she hoped would finally portray what she had been feeling since she had come into her life. She just prayed the girl would actually show up. Santana got out of bed and checked her phone seeing if there was any messages from Q since they had talked the previous night but there wasn't. 'No new is good new right?' she thought to herself before going to her closet to pick the perfect outfit. She wanted simple but sexy without that 'trying to hard' appearance. Something that would get Brittany's attention but not down right slutty. Her mind raced as she sorted through her options finally deciding on a flowy, deep red top that formed perfectly to her body and had a low scoop neck that showed just enough cleavage. She paired it with dark skinny jeans and flats.

After pacing her apartment endless after she finished getting ready her nerves start to become too much to handle. She made a call to Blaine and Kurt knowing that they would be able to give her the encouragement she so desperately needed. The two had been there for her sine high school. Not just being a part of glee club but being her sole support system once she was outed during their senior year. Santana knew out of anyone in the world they would be there for her no matter what. She speaks with Kurt briefly who tells her that he and Blaine are at the cafe studying and to swing by. Knowing that there is a very good possibility that she may run into Brittany she reluctantly agrees promising to make it a quick visit hoping that she won't run into Brittany since she is the last person Brittany wants to see at the moment.

"Hello Satan." Kurt greets her when she gets to the cafe and sits down at their table. "How'd your date go?" he asks without even trying to cover his sarcasm.

"Kurt." Blaine warns knowing upsetting Santana further is not going to end well.

"Yeah that's kind of why I wanted to talk to you guys." she sighs.

"What did you do?" Kurt asks flatly getting straight to the point.

"Why is it that the blame is always on me huh? Maybe Brittany did something to me! Did you ever think of that?" She says coldly.

"No because Brittany my dear is incapable of hurting an ant so I doubt she'd be able to inflict any damage to you. Now what did you do?"

Santana was in the middle of telling them the events of previous night when Quinn walks into the coffee shop. Her attention was quickly brought to the table when she heard Kurt laughing quite loudly. She made her way over to their table after making glancing towards the back hallway to check if Brittany was coming.

"Santana you really pushed him into the pool?!"

"Yup." she states with a victorious grin.

"He's in a wheelchair Santana, he could've drowned." Blaine says worriedly.

"Good to know Snix is still in there. Haven't seen her since high school." Kurt says as he wipes the tears off his face from laughing so hard.

"I don't see what's so funny he could have died." Blaine says honestly concerned.

"Oh please she wouldn't kill him but you have to admit he totally had it coming after what he said. I would've done the same thing." Quinn says jumping right into the conversation.

"Yeah I'm not a murder, I made sure he could swim before I left. Plus I didn't hear about anyone someone finding someone dead today guess he lived be a douche bag another day."

"I suppose." Blaine says seeing he's not going to get any back up and thinking that Artie doesn't really deserve any after everything he's just found out from Santana about last night.

"Oh lighten up," Kurt tells him, "after what he did to Brittany I'm honestly surprised that's all Santana did to him."

"Well cutting douche bag McCripples wasn't a good idea if I want to prove to B I'm not a total bitch." Santana shrugs.

"I think that's probably best. So you're filling them in on everything?" Quinn asks.

"Yes I was getting to it."

"Okay good. You'll have plenty of time to set up and I'll make sure she's there. I texted her last night after I left the note and I think she had already found."

"How do you know?"

"She said I was right about not giving up hope yet. You might actually be able to redeem yourself after all Satan." Santana's face lightens up at Quinn's words. "I've gotta go meet Britt though so you guys might wanna get out of here before she sees you S."

"That's probably a good idea. See you later Q." Kurt says getting up and giving the girl a quick hug. "Come on Santana we need to get to the mall so we can find you the perfect outfit." Kurt says excitedly as they head towards the door.

"I'm already in it." Santana says stopping dead in her tracks and Kurt turns around in shock.

"You are joking right? You actually plan on winning her over in that? Let's go this is more of a situation than I thought it was."

"And what's wrong with this outfit Lady Lips?" she asks defensively while stomping after him out of the cafe.

"You better catch up before she ends up throwing him into the pool too." Quinn tells Blaine who are both rather amused at the argument.

"Good idea. See you later on Quinn." he says and goes to catch up with Santana and Kurt.

Once the three are out of sight she heads down the back hall and up the stairs to Brittany's apartment.

Brittany, who had been freaking out since she woke up, is in the bathroom checking for the hundredth time to make sure she looks perfect for when Quinn gets there. She touches up her makeup and straightens out her shirt. Her mind has been racing wondering what Quinn has planned for them later. She's still not over the shock of Quinn being her admirer but after much thought she feels stupid for not noticing it before. Quinn has been wonderful to her since she first met her in dance class not long ago. She knows her and trusts her which she knows isn't an easy thing for her to do given her past and current situations. She's never thought about her in that way since she was so wrapped up in other things.

"What's not to like about her?" Brittany asks herself in the mirror. "She's kind, sweet, funny. We always have fun together and she's really been your only friend since you've been here." she lists off to her own reflection. "Plus she's really hot. I mean seriously hot! I don't know how anyone could not like her."

Her thoughts are disrupted by a knock at her door. Her nerves instantly rush through her at the sound alone.

"Calm down it's just Quinn. She's not suppose to know that I know so keep your cool." She gives herself a pep talk before going to answer the door. "Here goes nothing." she sighs before opening the door.

"Damn girl." Quinn says as she gives Brittany a once over. Her low cut skinny jeans fitting her athletic body perfectly and her white and silver striped cropped shirt that hangs off one shoulder elegantly and is cut just high enough that you get a peek at her toned stomach. Her hair falling over her shoulders in simple curls. "You got a hot date?" Quinn asks raising her eyebrow. Her reaction makes Brittany beam in approval.

"As a matter of fact I do." She winks at Quinn who shakes her head with a smirk.

"Okay what have you done with my best friend?" Quinn asks as she eyes her suspiciously.

"Nothing.." She says replies innocently.

Quinn smiles at her cuteness, glad that the letter from Santana has brightened her mood again.

"Mhm sure. I was right wasn't I? You got another letter didn't you?" she says staring Brittany down trying to get to her to crack.

'Wow.' Brittany thinks when their eyes lock. 'How have I never noticed how amazing her eyes are?' she asks herself. She shakes her head not realizing that Quinn had just asked her a question.

Quinn sees the head shake signaling a 'No' but quickly realizes Brittany is once again lost in her own head.

"Yeah right I know that look. Come on show me the note." she says grabbing Brittany by the arm and gently pulling her into the apartment and bringing Brittany back to reality in the process.

"Huh? Oh yeah I did get a note. It's on the coffee table." She says and Quinn goes over and picks up the top letter off the stack, noticing that the other previous letters are also on the table. She smiles at the realization that B has been going back to reread Santana's letters to her.

Brittany watches her as she read it and tires to think of a way to tell Quinn she knows or at least let her know she would be okay it without actually confessing it to her. 'How does she stand being around me? This is already driving me insane. How has she kept her cool for this long and still is even though she plans on telling me hours from now. I wonder what she's going to do. Why did she choose the park? Maybe she has something planned there like a surprise.' Brittany gets excited just thinking about it and can't help the grin that forms on her face. She looks up to see Quinn looking at her already with another curious and adorable look on her face.

"Where did you go this time? Quinn asks as she approaches Brittany who is standing in the archway that separates the living room from the dining room/kitchen.

"I was just thinking about my admirer." She says looking shyly at Q.

"What about her?" Quinn asks not realizing her slip up but Brittany doesn't miss it.

"It's like I'm already super nervous and scared considering my relationship history you know." Quinn ties to say something but Brittany looks up at her and the look on her face tells Q she isn't finished yet. "But I just have a good feeling about it still. I still have hope.. because of you Quinn. You've given me hope and for some reason I just know it's going to be okay. I honestly don't know what I'd do without you. Thank you."

Quinn holds back the tears from Brittany's speech as she closes the distance between them and pulls Brittany into a hug.

"I love you Britt. I'll always be here for you." she says into her shoulder and Britt tightens her grip on her before Quinn pulls aways. "Alright enough of this emotional stuff." they both lightly chuckle, "Lets go find something to do and later on I can drop you at the park for your date." she winks at Brittany who turns away quickly so Quinn won't notice her blushing. "Sound good?"

"Sounds perfect." Brittany replies with another shy smile as she goes to the table to grab her purse and keys. She loops her arm with Quinn's and they leave.