You guys are the best! I love you all! I wrote this while I was at work last night so I figured I would go ahead and put it up for you guys. I might not update again until next week. I don't know my weekend plans yet so we'll see what happens. I hope you enjoy! Reviews make me happy :)

*Brittany's POV*

I seethed. I stormed up to the table with my arms crossed over my chest. "Santana, what the hell do you think you're doing?" No response. "Santana? What the hell did you do to her, dwarf?"

"I did nothing to her." Rachel smiled sweetly. "She simply chose to spend her time with me."

"Santana, get up now. We're leaving." I grabbed her arm to pull her from the booth. Her limp body slumped over. I rushed over to check on her. She was still breathing so that was a good sign.

"You need to leave us alone." Rachel glared at me. "Santana and I were having a great time before you showed up."

My hatred for the small girl grew. Normally, I would handle a situation like this maturely but this bitch was asking for it. I threw myself across the table, grabbing her hair in my hands. She clawed at my arms. With her hair in my fists, I started hitting her head against the wall. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled enough to make me stop bashing her head. She swung wildly at my face, connecting with my jaw once. I pulled her out of the booth and threw her to the floor. She covered her face as I started throwing punches. Two pairs of strong hands pulled me off the brunette. I kicked and fought hard against them.

"Listen, bitch. If you ever fucking come close to me or Santana again, you'll regret it." Rachel got up and started away quickly. "And she better get her shit back too!"

"Calm down, killer." Mike laughed. "Just breathe and calm down."

"What happened?" Matt asked.

"That stupid bitch drugged San." My face fell and the anger completely drained from my body. "Oh God. San."

"Is she ok?" Mike asked.

They let me go and I rushed to her side. I carefully propped her up. "She's still breathing. I'm guessing it was Rohypnol."

"The date rape drug?"

I nodded. "Bitch is crazy. We need to get her home. Where is Puck?"

"Off somewhere with Quinn." Matt shrugged.

"Will you find him while me and Mike get her outside and wait for the car?"

"No problem."

Matt ran off and Mike helped me get Santana up. She wasn't heavy but it was one of those dead weight things. We were outside, waiting for the others and the car. I kissed the side of Santana's head. "Why was no one watching her?"

"San's a big girl." Mike shrugged. "We didn't think about it."

"Even with this crazy stalker?"

"Is she ok?" Puck ran up, looking really worried.

"I think so." I glared at Quinn who came up behind him. "See this? This is what your little friend did."

"Rachel?" Quinn asked.

"Yes Rachel." I rolled my eyes. "I'm pretty sure she drugged San."

"Oh my God. I didn't know. I swear. I'll talk to her."

"Whatever." I turned back to the street where the car just pulled up.

"I'm driving." Puck grabbed the keys.

I got in the backseat first and Mike loaded Santana in. He climbed in on her other side. "Matt, meet us at Lopez's house."

Matt nodded and Puck took off. I held Santana close to me, kissing her head. "I'm sorry." I whispered in her ear.

"It wasn't your fault." Mike reached over and squeezed my hand. "Any by the way, did Santana teach you how to fight?"

"No. Why?"

"I swear you pulled some S Lo shit out there. It was awesome."

I laughed softly. "Thanks Mike."

Once we got back to the house, Mike and Puck took Santana upstairs while I got some water. I ignored Quinn's pleas and ran upstairs. The boys laid her in bed.

"Dude, I've never seen her like this." Mike said, staring at the almost lifeless body on the bed. "It's really weird."

"We should have been there." Puck shook his head.

"I got it from here guys." I put an arm around each guy before walking over to the bed.

"If you need anything, you know where I'm at." Puck nodded at me before leaving.

I brushed the hair back from Santana's face. I kissed her forehead before, with some difficulty, changing her clothes. After changing my own clothes, I dropped on the bed next to Santana. I curled up next to her. It felt somewhat wrong but I knew I couldn't sleep any other way.

*Santana's POV*

I slowly opened my eyes. What the hell? When did I get home? How did I get changed? I looked down and Brittany was still asleep. She had her arm over my stomach and a leg over mine. I chuckled slightly and immediately regretted it. Brittany stirred and looked up at me, opening her eyes.

"Morning." I smiled softly.

"Thank God." She breathed out. She leaned up and kissed me a few times.

"What was that for?"

"What do you remember about last night?"

"I remember going to LAX and texting you. I had a couple drinks then it's black." She shook her head and I saw a discoloration on her jaw. "Hey. What happened here?" I reached out and brushed it lightly.

"I got in a fight at the club last night."

My jaw dropped. "What? Are you ok? Babe, what the hell happened last night?"

"Well I got to LAX and couldn't find you. The guys hadn't seen you. I looked all over and found you all over some girl in a booth."

"There's no way in hell—"

"Let me finish." She smiled. "I got to the table and realized the girl was all over you and you were passed out."

"Who was the chick?"

"Rachel."

"Oh hell no." I sat up quickly, making Brittany fall onto the bed.

"Don't worry. I took care of her for you."

"You did?"

"When I realized you were passed out, I snapped. I beat the hell out of her. Just ask Mike and Matt." She laughed.

"That's my girl." I smiled, bringing her lips to mine. "So you took care of me last night?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "The boys were really worried about you. Mike and Puck brought you upstairs. I got you changed and everything."

"You didn't take advantage of me, did you?" I winked at her.

"It crossed my mind." She smirked. She leaned into my ear. "But it would be no fun if I couldn't feel you squirm or hear you moan."

I closed my eyes and shivered as her breath hit my ear. I felt her get off the bed. I opened my eyes and she just smiled. "You're not very nice."

"I know. But you should probably find Puck. He felt really bad last night."

"That boy worries too much." I shook my head.

"He loves you." She shrugged. "We worry about people we love."

"Are you trying to tell me something?" I quirked an eyebrow and smiled.

"You already know I love you, dork." She smiled at me.

"I know." I smirked. "But I love hearing you say it."
"Glad to know you're feeling good." She shook her head at me. "Come on. Get up."

I reluctantly got out of bed. "As you wish." I winked. I walked down the hall to Puck's room. He wasn't there so I checked the gym. He was beating on the heavy bag. "You're gonna hurt yourself, you know?"

He jumped and spun around. "Shit, San. Make noise or something."

"Sorry." I shrugged.

He pulled me into a tight hug. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Last night. If I would have had your back, nothing would have happened."

"Honestly, it was bound to happen sooner or later."

"But I still should have been looking out for you." He pulled back and looked deep into my eyes. "I realized last night, you don't really need me to take care of you and look out for you anymore. Brittany is capable and more that willing to. She didn't leave your side, you know?"

"I know." I nodded. "But I'll always need you. Who else is gonna scare off guys that hit on me and Britt? Who is gonna drive our drunk asses home? You're my brother, dude. Nothing will ever change that."

"She loves you."

"I know." I smiled. "I mean come on. She stood up to my father. She beat the hell out of Rachel. And she even stayed after meeting you."

"Watch it." He laughed, punching me in the arm. "But seriously, I love you, kid."

"I love you too." I kissed him on the cheek and hugged him again.

"Wait." Puck pulled back with a smile. "You know she loves you. Do you love her?"

"Are you really asking me that?" I laughed.

"Yes I am." He nodded. "I've never seen you this way before. You seem really serious."

"I am. This chick is amazing. I'm a better person because of her. My father always told me I would never be happy, I would never be able to hold onto anything good. He can't be right."

"That still doesn't answer my question."

"Ok fine. I love her. I love Brittany!"


A/N: I don't know how Rohypnol really works. I tried looking it up but didn't find anything useful. So I just made it work my way lol. Tired of Rachel or want some more? I'm thinking she's gonna be gone now but I haven't decided yet. Let me know what you think :)