A/N: Wow.. the amount of reviews just overwhelmed me.. thanks guys! i didn't think y'all still read this.. lol..

i will definitely finish this one and i have another fic coming up... so...

thanks again! ^^

sorry about the mistakes...


SANTANA'S POV

"Why the sad face?" Brittany asked as she approached me.

"It's your last day. I don't want to sign these" I said with a pout, looking at the stupid documents I would sign to make Brittany pass her job training. My girlfriend smiled at me weakly and she took my face and cupped it with her hands.

"San..." I sighed while savoring the feel of her hands on my face. I looked into those blue eyes and I can see that she felt sad too. Without her saying anything, I completely understood what she was trying to do.

"Yeah, I know. It's just that we can't spend a lot of time together anymore. Are you sure you want to pass?" I asked jokingly to try to lift up my foul mood. Brittany didn't say anything but I knew she was also feeling horrible. She ignored my other comment and said, "Don't worry. We'll find time."

I gave up and sat on my office chair to sign the papers. Brittany sat on the other side of the table watching me. I looked at her one last time before I put my signature on the dotted line. Once done, I gave the papers to her and she enclosed it in an envelope. Just then the two goons, Kurt and Sam, made their way towards us.

Brittany stood up and Kurt pulled her into a hug. "Aww Britt, do you really have to go?" She reciprocated the action and she mumbled, "Yeah, it was really nice working with you guys." They eventually pulled apart and Brittany turned to Sam.

I shoot trouty a warning glare before he could do anything like hug my girl or touch her. He got the message so he settled to just saying, "It's been a pleasure working with you and we'll definitely miss you." I laughed internally for the power I posses over him.

"Why are you being so formal?" I was caught off guard when Britt enclosed her arms to his waist and hugged him. Sam had this terrified look on his face when he saw me throwing daggers at them. "Uhmm Brittany. Santana is looking at us." Sam whispered but I heard him anyway. Brittany let go of Sam and she playfully smiled at me.

"San, you're giving Sam the jealous look." She said I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms on my chest. "No I'm not." Brittany smiled amusedly at me. I didn't look at her so I guess that made me look guiltier. So she encircled her arms around my neck which caught my attention.

"Okaaaay~~ Sam and I will disappear now. Before something we don't like to see happens. Bye Brittany!" We smiled at them as they disappeared through the door.

"If you're gonna act like a possessive girlfriend then I think I should break up with you." Brittany said but I can hear the sarcasm in her voice. So I played her game too. "Well, if you're gonna throw yourself around at random people especially someone who has the hots for you then I think I should be breaking up with you."

"Yeah? Can you really break up with me?" Brittany asked challengingly. She said it in a whisper, lower than usual which made her sound so sexy. I fought off a moan but was unsuccessful. She chuckled, "What was that?" I can feel my face heat up. I'm so glad I'm tan coz it would be to obvious if I blushed. And I don't do blushes.

"Are you blushing?" Brittany studied me intently with an amused expression on her face. I averted my gaze in embarrassment so she said, "Aww.. My baby is getting embarrassed..." My heart pounded in my chest at the endearment. I'm not used to this kind of situation. I think I might have a heart attack, and the reason will be from loving too much.

Just when I thought my heart couldn't beat any faster, it freaking did! I felt soft lips against mine and I kissed back. At first it was slow but in time, it became heated and we had to stop. I groaned in protest so Brittany said, "Someone could come in."

I tried to hide my disappointment by shrugging it off and agreeing to what she said. Brittany walked towards the door and I followed her. She went to her table to fix her things and I just watched her sadly. I can't believe three weeks had gone by that fast. I think that was the best weeks of my life... so far. And now it's over. But I can't wait to spend my lifetime with Brittany if she would allow it. We still have a long way to go.

Then I remembered something. Something we had to talk about. "Babe? Were you able to talk to that Rachel person?"

Brittany halted her actions and faced me, "I texted her yesterday. She said she'll meet up with me tomorrow." I nodded my head in understanding. "Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, it's okay babe. I can manage."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

When she was done fixing her stuff, she went towards me and said, "I'm so going to miss you."

"Me too... You don't know how much." I pecked her lips and she smiled mischievously. She leaned over my neck to whisper in my ear. "Maybe I can visit you in your apartment." I gulped audibly at the thought. Good god, she's going to kill me! Brittany laughed and sauntered away but she didn't fail to give me a sexy and suggestive wink, leaving me standing there with my mouth agape.


BRITTANY

I'm kind of nervous to see Rachel. I still can't believe she agreed to meet up with me. Well, I think it's because I'm Quinn's sister and she owes me, to get to my good side that is.

I picked up my phone and saw two text messages. One from Santana and one from Rachel.

From: San 3

Hey baby, you're gonna meet up with Rachel today, right?

Hope it goes well and just call me if you need anything.

Love you. I miss you so much. :)

-xo Santana

I can't help but smile stupidly. Santana and I were going out for almost 2 weeks and I still feel like it's our first day together. I'm not yet used to someone taking care of me, because I'm always independent, but I can't deny that it feels really good. I sent Santana a quick message of mushy nothings and read the next text.

From: Rachel Berry

Hi. This is Rachel. I am on my way to the place we are supposed to rendezvous. I will be waiting patiently for you and please try not to be late. Thanks. See you.

My eyebrows shot up from the weird message from Rachel. She sounded like someone from another time. Seriously? Who texts like this? I decided to ignore it for the mean time and sent her a message saying that I'll be at our meeting place after 30 minutes. I planned to meet her somewhere a bit far away than usual. I don't want Quinn to see us together for it might bring up unwanted questions. Not that I'm not prepared but being cautious pays a lot.

So I hailed a cab, bid Nick farewell and set out to meet Rachel.


"You're late."

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect the traffic jam." I said as I took a seat in front of her. We were at a café, where no one I ever know goes. A waitress handed me a menu and I order some coffee and a croissant. I saw Rachel already ordered so I didn't bother to ask her. She smiled at me but I still felt guilty for being late.

"So? Why'd you want to see me?" Rachel sipped her coffee, never breaking her eye contact from me.

"Uhmm.. Yeah.." I collected my thoughts before I blurted out what I want to say. "How are things between you and Quinn?" A small talk wouldn't hurt right? I'm getting nervous by the second.

Rachel seemed to be okay with what I was doing, she replied, "We're doing okay. Why did you ask? Did she tell you anything? Did she say something about me?"

"Woah! Calm down Rach." She smiled at the nickname I just gave her. "No, she didn't say anything." She sighed in relief and I took this opportunity to get back to the topic. "First of all, I'd like to thank you." She was puzzled but thank god she didn't open her mouth to speak.

"I have no idea what you did to Quinn to make her that happy but whatever it is, I'm sincerely thanking you."

"I didn't do anything really. It was your sister who did stuff to me and I'm pretty grateful about that." I was weirded out thinking about Quinn doing stuff to Rachel and I sorta cringed. Rachel noticed and she laughed nervously. "Oh, not those kinds of stuff Brittany. I mean, she was very nice and understanding… you know?" When I wasn't convinced, she added, "I'll have you know that we haven't done that yet. I know she isn't ready. I'M not yet ready. We aren't ready."

There was a moment of awkward silence. She cleared her throat to say, "You're welcome." a little sarcastically.

I amusedly looked at her and I thought deeply why Quinn was attracted to her. But whatever the case, I need her help. "So can we proceed with the business at hand? Why did you really want to see me Brittany?"

My heart started to race. I'm nervous for a lot of reasons. There's a possibility that this would fail greatly and it would be the end of Santana and I. There's a chance that Rachel would be a blabbermouth and tell Quinn everything I'm about to tell her. And there's that fear where Rachel wouldn't be that much help than I expected. I hope that's not the case. I have to take a chance. I really want to be with the love of my life.

"Okay, just…" I faltered. I didn't know where to start. "Alright. I have a very important thing to tell you and I need you to promise me that you will never. I mean EVER. Tell Quinn what I'm about to say. Even just a hint or a gist or anything at all. Okay?" I hope that it didn't sound like a threat. I don't want to scare her off.

She nodded her head reluctantly; of course she would be confused. We barely knew each other and here I am, asking for her help. In a way, I think I'm also stupid for trusting someone I barely know with my relationship with Santana.

"So, earlier you said that you and Quinn are doing well." She nodded. "Did she tell you anything about herself?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean like her past. What she was like before you?" I needed this question to be answered. If not, then I don't want to reveal anything that would give Rachel a reason to leave Quinn. And it isn't really my place to do this. I had to make sure my sister trusts this person enough to tell her about her history.

"Oh…" I held my breath, waiting for her answer. I crossed my fingers in hope that she would say what I wanted to hear. "Quinn told me everything about her. About her ugly past and how she hated herself for falling in love with a person she thought would never leave her. She also told me that she suffered a lot for sustaining you and your brother by herself." That last sentence made me feel guilty for even doing this. I owe Quinn big time but I need to be happy too.

"Did she specify the persons involved?"

"If you are asking if I know what happened between her and Attorney Santana Lopez, then yes, she related everything to me in detail." I sighed in relief, feeling good that Quinn trusted Rachel with her life. And now I felt like a horrible person to make Rachel lie to Quinn, just so she can help me with this. I am such a terrible sister.

"Good. Then there's no need to elaborate then." I composed myself. "I am in love with Santana Lopez." I blurted. Rachel was supposed to sip her coffee but her movements stilled after she heard what I said. It looks like she's waiting for me to say that I'm kidding or like she's anticipating a punch line from a sick joke. But of course, I was serious.

"I take it that you know how much Quinn despises Santana, right?" It was a shock that she didn't react negatively. She held her composure and she talked to me normally like nothing happened.

"I am perfectly aware." I said. "That's why I need your help Rachel. I need to convince Quinn that I am old enough to make my own decisions, to choose who I want to love and if she knew that I'm with Santana… then… "

"She's gonna kill you." Rachel supplied the words to my last sentence that I couldn't finish.

"More or less." I said sadly. Rachel seemed to be deep in thought. I felt the need to convince her more.

"I know that it is weird but it's not wrong. Santana and Quinn may have a relationship in the past, an ugly one at that, but that doesn't mean that I can't have one with Santana." I'm running out of words to say. I can't tell if I was convincing Rachel. When she didn't give a comment, I continued. "I didn't choose this Rachel. I wouldn't deliberately hurt Quinn. After what she had done for me and Nick, I couldn't bare to see her broken and angry because of me. That's why I can't tell her. But I think I deserve to be happy. And Santana is my happiness. I would be sad without Quinn but I would die without Santana. I just really love her so much."

After a few seconds of silence, Rachel finally spoke up. "Are you sure that Santana really loves you?"

"Yes." Rachel looked at me in the eyes seriously but then she smiled and said, "What do you want me to do?"


"She said yes?" Santana's voice sounded so excited and happy over the phone that I couldn't help but smile as well.

"Yes. She said that if we need her help about anything, then we can call her." I said as I hailed a cab back to the city.

"Oh thank god." Santana breathed through the phone. "So, where are you headed now?"

"I know it's a bit early to celebrate but I do wanna spend the day with a certain someone. So I hope that she's not too busy?" I asked playfully with a hint of teasing in my voice.

"Well, this is your lucky day. Coz that certain someone is definitely not busy at all. She's just hanging out all alone in her apartment waiting for some crazily beautiful blonde walk through her door." Santana played along which made me more excited to see her.

"Then it's that someone's lucky day too coz in a few minutes, there would really be a blonde walking through her door." I giggled and Santana couldn't fight off the laughter either.

"I guess I'll be seeing you."

"Yep. Be decent okay?" Santana chuckled and said, "Yes ma'am. Can't wait. Bye!"

"Bye!"


After a few minutes, I arrived in front of Santana's building. I paid the cab driver and I strode to the building's lobby. But before I could reach it, I caught sight of someone with a familiar short blonde hair, just beside Santana's apartment building.

My heart pounded hard in my chest and without noticing, my feet were dragging me towards the other building. She hadn't spotted me yet but I won't let her so I hid my body in the alley between the two buildings. What was she doing here?

The person was definitely Quinn and she's wearing this huge trench coat. A trench coat? In summer? Really?

She was about to enter the building that looked like a hotel, not before looking around. I hid my head slowly, clinging to the wall near Santana's building. Something's up and I'm definitely gonna find out.

Just before I could walk towards my sister's direction, I jumped up in surprise as a hand touched my shoulder. I jerked my head to the left and saw Santana smiling at me. "What are you doing there babe?"

My eyes widened and I pulled Santana beside me so both of us were now hiding in the alley. "What's—" I shushed her and I peeked slowly from the wall. Quinn was gone.

"Hey Briit, are you alright?" Santana had this concerned expression on her face and I think I have a confused one.

"I just saw Quinn enter this building. What is she even doing here?" I asked aloud. And I saw the change in Santana's features. "Are you sure that was Quinn? Maybe she's just someone who looks like her."

"I'm pretty sure that was her. She just entered this building." I said.

"Uhmm.. I don't know Britt, but I don't think Quinn would ever go to a whore house." Santana seriously said.

"A whore house?" I asked, surprised. "This building is a whore house?"

"Uh, yes. I know coz Kurt thought it would be hilarious to find me a place near a motel which is known to house lots of whores. It's really a motel but I heard that there are a lot of pimps hanging out here so eventually it became a whore house. Not that I would know coz I've never been inside." Santana quickly defended herself after that explanation."So I don't think Quinn would go there."

"Yeah I guess." I said, still bothered at the thought that Quinn would do something like that.

"Let's head inside okay?" Santana said as she guided me towards her building's entrance. I looked back at the place where Quinn's look-a-like stood. It bothered me a lot. I didn't know why but it did.


Didja get the hint? *winks*