So...I don't have an excuses, but I wanna finish this by the end of May...Sorry...

Enjoy!

"Ms. Whitaker...Is my sister, Fran."

"Oh, Quinn..." Brittany whispered placing a palm on Quinn's hunched back.

"It's all right Britt, Heaven's really good at helping us come to grips with how we died when we begin training to be Guardians. Besides, it was a long time ago..." Quinn aimed for nonchalance in her voice.

"Is that why she didn't recognize you?"

"No, I'm...I'm not Lucy Fabray anymore. See, Lucy had stringy red hair, acne, wore glasses, and had tripled her baby fat...she doesn't know me because they only thing I retained from my life before are my eyes..."

"...the windows to the soul." Brittany smiled brightly and squeezed the smaller woman to her.

"I just don't understand why she's here, it doesn't make any sense..."

"I...I think they're hiding something, Quinn. I can tell when people are anxious and lying and they lie a lot about little details about their lives..."

"Sounds like they're running from something or someone..." Quinn's eyes flashed in anger at the thought that someone was hurting her sister.

"Hey," Brittany placed a calming palm on her cheek, turning her to face the nephilim, "it's okay, Quinn, they're safe now and we'll figure it out...we'll help them, okay?"

"Yo-you don't have to get involved it's not like they're your family..."

"Even if it wasn't like heavenly rule to help those in need, I'd help cuz you're my Quinn, duh." Brittany grinned kissing the other blonde's cheek.

"Okay Luce, I need you to watch me carefully, and 5, 6, 7, 8..." Brittany called out and ran through a simple old Cheerios routine for the younger to mimic. After her conversation with Quinn it had been decided that she would try to work on getting more of their story from Lucy. She felt kind of bad for having to be secretive with the girl, but Quinn explained how sometimes secrets were wrong to keep because keeping them got people hurt. She said that if any of the women in her family had told the authorities on Russell then maybe she wouldn't have died that day and I definitely didn't want anything to happen to Lucy or her mother.

"Like that, Britt?" Lucy smiled brightly after running through the routine almost perfectly.

"That was excellent, Luce, just remember that on the second move it's left foot, right foot, kick, pivot, shake..." She corrected the minor flaw.

"Pivot, pivot, pivot...okay, I've gotta remember that."

"No worries, I'm sure even if you miss that step you'll make it, no other girl is gonna be as prepared as you."

"Yeah, thanks to you." Lucy beamed picking up her glasses from the patio table and placing them back on her face.

"Hey, like a good neighbor, Brittany is there..." The nephilim sang to the State Farm tune.

Lucy giggled and sat in a lawn chair with Brittany flopping in the one next to her. "You're not even our real neighbor..."

"Nooooo, but I'm really awesome," She shrugged, "So, tell me how are you liking school?"

"Eh, it's school, it's hard being the new kid, but I'm use to it..."

"You guys move around a lot?" Brittany asked conversationally.

"Uh..." Lucy stared at the grass beneath her white sneakers "...sorta."

"Oh, a woman of intrigue." The blonde laughed.

"Yeah, that's me alright..." The girl laughed nervously "...but I hope we won't be leaving here too soon..."

"Yeah, me too."

"Really?" Lucy's face flushed red and she adjusted the glasses on her face nervously.

"Oh course, you're gonna be like, what did Rachel say...my protege."

"Protege?" Really? You think I'm that good, cuz Coach showed us a video of you guys and wow...you and that Santana girl you guys were...just...wow!"

"Thank you, Lucy."

"No it's true and you guys are like crazy gorgeous, you must have like ruled the school..." The reddish blonde smirked reminding Brittany of Quinn.

"Santana did, I was just her best friend."

Lucy shrugged and leaned closer to the nephilim. "Well, she's lucky to have a best friend like you." The younger girl surprised her by placing a soft kiss on her cheek before bouncing up, grabbing her backpack, and strolling across the lawn to her home's backdoor.

"Think my niece has got a crush on you." Quinn chuckled appearing in the seat that Lucy had recently vacated.

"Did you find anything in the Watcher's archives?" Brittany asked choosing to ignore Quinn's statement.

"They wouldn't let me access them," Quinn pouted, "something about Guardians not being allowed to meddle in their past life...I dunno, there are too many stupid rules."

"You sound like Santana."

"I do not!"

"Oh, you do so, probably why you can't get along, you two are just alike."

"That is...so..."

"Completely true." Brittany laughed at the flustered Guardian.

"Anyways, did you learn anything other than the fact that she's got a raging girl boner for you."

"Gross."

"I think it's cute that she thinks she stands a chance."

"It's not a competition, she doesn't even know you exist..." Brittany rolled her blue eyes.

"Anyways..." Brittany interrupted when Quinn opened her mouth to retort "...all I get is they moved around a lot."

"Shit, that doesn't really help." Quinn ran fingers through her hair.

"Oh, I know we can like Google her, your whole family and maybe we'll find something out."

Quinn pressed a kiss to Brittany's mouth. "You really are a genius!"