Chapter 33 - One Last Day

"Hey where were you two last night? I didn't see you after like 11:15." Liz inquired.

Santana Brittany and Liz were all sitting at the table eating breakfast. Santana looked up from her bowl over at Liz raising an eyebrow at her. She returned her gaze back to her cereal almost instantly deciding not to say anything.

Brittany on the other hand never even looked in her sisters direction. Not wanting to give her the satisfaction. She wasn't going to give her sister any information. Especially that sort of information. Something that her sister could and probably would use against her in some way, shape, or form. She wasn't stupid. There was no way in hell she was going to be telling her sister anything about their whereabouts last night or about what they were doing.

Liz sat there silent for long seconds waiting for an answer from one or both of them. After she realized she wouldn't be getting one she pushed her chair out. "Fine." She huffed out. "Whatever. If you two want to be all weird and secretive that's fine with me. I have more important things to worry about." She said dropping her bowl at the sink.

"Like what? What outfit you are going to wear to tease the boys with today." Brittany teased.

"No." Liz shot back from the doorway. Santana giggled. "What's so funny chica?" Santana looked at Brittany and raised an eyebrow. Then they both turned to look at Liz.

"That's totally what you are going to do. Figure out how you can mess with those poor boys heads that you hang out with all the time." Brittany said. "You should put them all out of their misery and pick one of them that you want to date."

"Ah- I don't think so. Why would I want just one of them giving me attention when I could get attention from all of them."

"Cuz that makes you look like a slut." Brittany shot back.

"I haven't slept with any of them. God Brittany. You're just jealous."

"Jealous? Of what? All those boys fawning over you?" Brittany asked curiously.

"Yeah sure."

"Um- no thank you." Brittany said turning to Santana. "I'm good."

"Whatever Brittany." Liz said walking out of the room and up the stairs to her bedroom.

Brittany rolled her eyes as her sister walked away. "That girl I swear- I don't understand why she just doesn't pick one of those loser boys to date. Any one of them would jump at the chance." She shrugged her shoulders not understanding her sisters methods.

Santana slipped her arm through Brittany's and rested her head on the blonde's shoulder. After a few seconds of comfortable silence. "Maybe she doesn't want to date any of them."

"Why? What do you mean?" Brittany asked.

"All I'm saying is- maybe she doesn't actually want to date any of those boys. She just wants their attention- use them to get attention. To show everyone that she can have any guy she wants at that school."

"Interesting theory. How'd you come up with that one." Brittany wanted to know where Santana came up with such an interesting explanation.

"Cuz that's what I did in high school." The Latina said simply.

"What? Tell me."

"In high school my freshman year. I had all the boys falling all over me. I would tease them and string them along. I even dated one or two of them. But- after a while I realized that I didn't want to date any guys. But I still made sure that I did everything I could to have them following me around like a puppy. Ultimately hiding the fact that I liked girls. It was the perfect plan. No one at that school knew my secret."

"But what about that girl your mom caught you with." Brittany asked.

"She didn't go to my school. And I made it very clear that if she told anyone about us that I would ruin her life." She said with a devilish smile thinking back at the memory.

"Wait. So if that's the case. What are you saying about my sister?"

Santana lifted her head off of Brittany's shoulder to look her in the eyes. "I'm not saying anything about your sister, sweetie. I'm just saying she probably has a reason is she doing what she is doing. Not that she is gay but just that- there is a reason she isn't dating any of those boys. Maybe it's that they are not up to her standards or something. I don't know but whatever it is I'm sure it's a good reason. She is a very bright girl. She knows what she's doing. I wouldn't worry about it. She's a smart cookie. A little odd but a smart cookie." She gave Brittany a reassuring kiss on the cheek.

"Ok. But now you got my head spinning. Thinking of all the different possibilities." Brittany said a little absentmindedly.

"Well I have an idea of how to get you to forget the thoughts in your head." Santana raised an eyebrow at Brittany.

"Oh yeah. What's that?"

"Follow me." Santana stood up from her chair and held out her hand for Brittany to take. She pulled the blonde up and started moving across the kitchen to the staircase.

"Santana where are we going?"

"You'll see. Patience babe."

They made their way up the stairs, down the hall, and into the bathroom. Santana pulled Brittany into the bathroom and turned and shut and locked the door. She turned back to Brittany with a smirk on her face and nodded at the tub. "Santana I don't-"

"Just take your clothes off Britt." She interrupted.

"But-"

"No buts- unless- it's your naked butt." She said winking at Brittany. She went over to the tub and reached down to turn the water on.

Brittany shrug and gave in. She pulled her shirt off before pulling her sweatpants down.

Santana turned back to Brittany after adjusting the water to the right temperature to see the blonde bent over removing her pants from her ankles. Her eyes roamed up and down Brittany's nearly naked body. "Mmmhmm me likey." She quickly removed her own clothing and bent over and turned the showerhead on. "All ready to go." She said stepping into the shower. Brittany stepped in behind her closing the shower door.

Santana dipped under the water soaking her hair before running her hands through it. She spun around to see Brittany watching her intently. She smiled at the blonde. "Here turn around." Brittany did as she was told. Santana reached for the shampoo and squirted some into the palm of her hand. She rubbed her hands together quickly before bringing them up to Brittany's hair. She rubbed the shampoo through the blonde hair thoroughly. Once Brittany hairs was all lathered up Santana moved her fingertips to the top of Brittany's head massaging her scalp.

"Oh that feels good." Brittany moaned out. Santana chuckled.

After a few minutes Santana quick rubbing Brittany's head and brought her hands down to Brittany's waist. "Here rinse off." She pulled the blonde backwards until she was under the steady stream of water.

She dragged her fingers through Brittany's hair getting all of the shampoo out. When she was certain that all the shampoo was washed out Santana dragged the palms of her hands over Brittany's shoulder and down her arms. Once she was low enough she moved from Brittany's arm to the flat of her stomach. Wrapping her arms around the blonde and pressing her front into Brittany's back. Effectively hugging Brittany from behind.

Brittany leaned back into Santana's embrace. The brunette placed a kissed on Brittany's shoulder before resting her cheek against the same spot. Her hands loosening their grip on the blondes stomach. Slowly rubbing up and down gradually lower and lower on Brittany's abdomen. Stilling on Brittany's pelvic bones.

"Santana?" Brittany tried to get her attention.

"Hmm?" Was what the Latina returned with. She rubbed her thumbs over Brittany's skin sending a shiver through the blonde.

"Uh-" Brittany suddenly couldn't remember what she was thinking about moments before.

"That's what I thought." Santana said as she brought her left hand lower until she was cupping Brittany. The blonde sucked in a breath of air. Her hips rolled forward into Santana hand searching for more.

"Santana- we s-shouldn't." Brittany stuttered out.

"Are you saying you want me to stop now?" She asked Brittany. The blonde shook her head. "Well, then what?" She asked as she ran one finger through Brittany's folds. Brittany's hands flew up and pressed against the shower door and the wall of the bathtub bracing herself there. Santana smirked into Brittany's shoulder and placed another gentle kiss there.

"I- we- my parents- their house- I pr-"

Santana cut her off just to stop her from stuttering. "I know you said you wouldn't but we already broke that promise last night. So…" She circled her thumb around Brittany's clit. The blonde shivered with a jolt of pleasure.

Santana continued her motions with her left hand. She slid her right up from Brittany's hip gliding gently across her abs up to her chest. She cupped Brittany's right breast gently before giving it a firm squeeze. Brittany let out a moan. Santana squeezed again rubbing her thumb back and forth over the nipple. She continued kneading and caressing her breast while she rubbed her middle finger over Brittany's clit.

"San- tana." Brittany moaned.

"Hmm?" Santana hummed as her hands worked there magic on Brittany's body.

"Faster." The blonde groaned and rolled her hips into Santana's hand. "Please."

Santana slid her fingers once more through Brittany soaked slit before coming back to focus her attention to that small bundle of nerves. Running her middle finger rapidly back and forth over her clit.

Brittany's legs began shaking. "Yes." She breathed out. Her body wound tight waiting for sweet release. Santana snaked her right arm around Brittany's waist holding her loosely in the event that her legs gave out. Santana felt Brittany's stomach muscles clench. "San-" Santana stilled her movements knowing that Brittany had reached her climax. Brittany's head rolled forward resting against her chest as she tried to calm her ragged breathing.

With her right hand Santana pulled Brittany hair back away from her neck. She kissed across the blondes shoulder to the neck. Pausing and sucking gently on the spot where Brittany's shoulder and neck met. Her left hand resting on Brittany's hip. She kissed back across her shoulder.

Santana stepped back under the shower closing her eyes and rewetting her hair. She stood up straight and opened her eyes. Brittany had let go of her death grip on the sides of the shower but was still turned away from the brunette. "Isn't the shower for getting clean not dirty?" Santana smacked Brittany on the ass and reached for the shower door. She smirked. "I'll let you finish your shower Britt. I'll be in your room."

Santana stepped out of the bathroom into the upstairs hallway shutting the door behind her just as Liz was coming out of her room. Santana turned her head when she heard Liz walking towards her. Liz walked up to a towel clad Santana. "Did you just take a shower?" She asked the brunette.

"Uh no." Santana said looking around the hallway trying to avoid eye contact with Brittany's sister.

"But your hair's all wet and your wearing a towel." Liz said trying to understand.

"Yeah." Santana looked back at the closed bathroom door. She wasn't really helping herself out by suspiciously looking around.

Liz followed Santana's movements looking towards the bathroom door as well. "And why did you shut the door behind you?" Santana simply shrugged her shoulders. She thought the less she spoke the better of an outcome she would get. "Are you done in there then?" Liz asked flipping her thumb towards the door.

"For now." Santana lowered her gaze to the floor.

Liz knit her brow in confusion. For now. What does that even mean? What's going on here? She stared intently at Santana.

Santana looked up again. "What?" She shrugged her shoulders. Liz shook her head and took a step towards the bathroom door. Santana stayed there standing firm in front of the door.

"So can I use the bathroom then?" Liz asked. Santana shook her head her eyes widening slightly.

She was gonna get caught. They were gonna get caught. What the hell Liz? Just go away. Santana thought.

Liz took another step towards Santana and the bathroom not intimidated at all by the skittish Latina standing dumbly in front of her. With her closer proximity Liz heard the sound of the shower running. She narrowed her brow again at Santana. "Did you leave the shower running?" Santana shook her head again. "Yes you did I can hear it running. Why are you acting all weird?" Santana merely turned her face away from Liz. But Liz shuffled around so that she was face to face with Santana again. The brunette didn't bother turning away from her again.

Liz raised an eyebrow as something flashed across her mind. "Where's Brittany?" She asked with a hint of caution not entirely wanting to know the answer.

Santana closed her eyes and shook her head. Liz raised both eyebrows. She reached over Santana's shoulder and knocked on the bathroom door loud enough so that it could be heard over the sound of the shower.

"I'll be out in a minute. I'm almost finished." Brittany yelled to whoever was knocking on the door.

Liz's jaw dropped as she heard Brittany voice coming through the door.

"So that is why you don't have any clothes on and your hair is wet. Seriously. Seriously. Shower sex. Seriously. I don't even know right now. That's my sister in there. I don't know if I should be disgusted or offended or what right now." Liz huffed out. Santana looked up with a guilty and somewhat apologetic look on her face. She shrugged her shoulders not knowing what to say or if she should say anything at all.

The sound of the water stopped. "Wait a minute. Last night. Is that what you two were doing when you mysteriously disappeared?" She questioned Santana. This time Santana admitted the truth with a nod of her head. "God you two are like a couple of horny teenagers." Liz said as she stomped off down the stairs.

Santana turned to watch her go. Liz yelled over her shoulder. "I'm never going to be able to use that bathroom again without thinking about-" She trailed off making a shuddering noise.

The bathroom down swung open. "Liz what are you yelling about now?" Brittany stepped out into the hallway and ran into Santana. "What are you doing standing in the hallway still? What's Liz yelling about? Were you two talking?" Brittany grabbed Santana by the shoulders and spun her around so that they were facing each other. She looked over the brunette's face. "What's wrong?" She asked once she saw the uneasiness on Santana's face.

"Liz- she knows." She gave Brittany a crooked smile. "She saw me coming out of the bathroom. And well she pieced it all together. Last night too."

Brittany rolled her eyes and let out a loud laugh. She wrapped her arm around Santana and guided the two of them towards her bedroom. "Well hopefully she knows how to keep her mouth shut." Brittany commented and kissed Santana on the temple.


Brittany went downstairs after getting dressed. She saw her sister sitting in the living room with headphones on listening to music. She decided now was as good a time as any to talk to her. She walked into the room and stood in front of her sister with her hands on her hips.

Liz looked up to see Brittany standing there. She raised an eyebrow at her sister. "What?" Liz grumbled.

Brittany motioned for Liz to take off her headphones. Liz rolled her eyes. "Fine." She huffed out.

"I wanted to talk to you before we left." Brittany started.

"Duh. I can see that."

"Listen I know we don't always get along. But I want you to know that you can always come to me if you need anything. Be it advice or help of any kind or money or anything. You are my little sister and I will always protect you in any way that I can."

Liz just eyed Brittany as she was talking as if she had grown another head. "Uh. Ok."

"Now about earlier-"

"About you and Santana doing the dirty in the shower. Do we have to? I really don't want to be reminded again. I'm trying my hardest to keep it out of my mind."

"Uh. I'm sorry. I didn't-"

"No. Just don't. I mean it's all well and good. But I would rather that I never found out about it. That I never stumbled upon Santana in the hallway. That I never started asking her questions." Liz shook her head going over it again in her mind.

"So you're not going to saying anything to Mom and Dad?" Brittany asked hoping her sister would keep this between them.

"God no." Liz spit out.

"Good. Lets just keep this between you me and Santana. Mom and Dad don't need to know. What they don't know won't hurt them. Right?"

"Right." Liz nodded. "Can I go back to my music now."

"Yeah. Thanks Liz."

"Mhm." Liz put her headphone back on her ears. Brittany stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Brittany." Liz spoke up.

Brittany spun around so that she was facing her little sister. "Yeah."

"I like Santana. She's a keeper." Liz winked at her before hit play on her Ipod again.

A mega-watt smile lit Brittany's face as she nodded at her sister before turning and skipping into the kitchen where her mother was sitting at the table reading the paper.

"Hi mom."

"Hey Britt. You girls all packed up and ready to go?" Mrs. Pierce asked her daughter.

"I am. Santana's upstairs now getting dressed and then packing all of her stuff up."

"Mmm. Ok. What time do you have to be at the airport?"

"We should probably be there by one." Brittany said taking a seat across from her mother.

"Ok. Let me know when we should leave then."

"Ok." Brittany had her hands clasped together on the table tweedling her thumbs nervously. "Mom."

"Yes dear."

"Can I ask you something?"

Kathy lowered the paper and looked across the table at Brittany. Her daughter looking down playing with her fingers. "Anything. You know that."

"Yeah I know but-" Brittany looked up into her mother's eyes. "What do you think of Santana?" She blurted.

Her mother let out a soft chuckle. "I think she's great. But you know that already. What is this really about?"

"Well I know I'm young. I'm not even 25 yet. But I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with Santana. I've only come to this realized recently. Actually it was just the other day when I saw the neighbor kids playing outside. But-" Brittany trailed off not sure quite how to explain.

"But it's all so fast and kind of scary. Right?" Kathy said rather nonchalantly.

Brittany nodded. "Yeah. How'd you know?" Her mother reached across the table and put her right hand on top of both of Brittany's hands.

"I'm your mother. I just know dear. Brittany I've never seen you like this with anyone you've dated. You're absolutely ecstatic and totally over the moon. I've seen how you are around Santana and how you two interact. It's not hard to see." She paused for a moment seemingly considering her words. "But I know you haven't known each other even six months yet. And that can be scary. To know you want to spend basically your whole life together. That's a big deal."

Brittany nodded in agreement. "Yeah it is a big deal.

"I'm just curious and you don't have to tell me but you said something about the neighbor kids. Do you want to have kids? I mean with Santana?"

Brittany scrunched her nose up not sure if she should tell her mother what she's thinking or if she should keep it to herself. "I love kids. I've always wanted kids. I work with kids so yeah I guess my brain went there. To that place- 10 years down the road. It's my birthday and two little rugrats coming running into our bedroom to wake me up. Followed by Santana with a tray full of breakfast foods." Brittany smiled that the thought. Her mother smiling happily back at her.

"That's great. Have you talked to Santana about it yet?"

Brittany shook her head. "No. It's too soon. Even I can feel that. One huge step at a time. First we move in together. Then we will see what happens."

"Good idea."

"Thanks Mom." Brittany said with an easy smile.

"For what exactly?"

"The talk."

"Anytime dear. Now why don't you go check on that girlfriend of yours. See if she is all packed up yet." Brittany smiled and stood up from the table.

So that's another chapter. I really enjoyed writing Liz in this chapter. Hope everyone enjoyed.