A/n I'd like to mention that when I first posted the first part of this chapter, it had been really tough for me. There was a car crash in the town I went to school in on Oct 1st 2011 and the 19 year old boy who was driving and the 18 year old female passenger both died. I didn't really know him but I knew her from school, she was in the year ahead of me, she'd only been in college for like 2 or 3 weeks before she died. A few weeks after that, the husband of a much loved music teacher died unrepentantly and the school was devastated again. I'd just like to take the time to mention those three lives, too young to be gone. And just this week, a guy from my town, James Nolan, he went missing last Sat 16th night in Poland, he was found Wednesday in the river and was buried in the town today, he was only 21, the whole town is devastated and I cant imagine what his family are going through right now

So I know this note is long and nothing to do with the story, but I just wanted to say, RIP to: Claudia Govea, Jamie Lea, Tom Laurence and James Nolan. Gone but not forgotten.

Back to the story now. I'm trying to get this going, I have plans, I just need to get things going first.

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Disclaimer: I do not own glee or dirty dancing- only the merchandise.

As soon as Dave left me to go check on the table quiz in the main house, I ran over to the gazebo where I'd hoped to find Brittany or Noah.

When I got there I sighed in relief, for not only seeing the two but also Kurt. I told Kurt what I'd seen and he ran to get the two dancers and the four of us went back to the kitchen.

"Why's she here?" Brittany asked as we walked.

"I told her to come in case Dave comes back" Kurt told her.

"Quinn just doesn't think" Noah said.

"She wouldn't do anything stupid would she" Kurt asked, Brittany and Noah just scoffed in reply.

"So what . . . uh . . . what's wrong? What's the matter with her?" I asked, confused to the woman was upset.

"It's complicated San. She got knocked up sophomore year of high school and-" Kurt was interrupted by the other two shouting his name. "What? She's probably gonna find out sooner or later anyway" he countered them.

"So, what's the problem?" I asked, still confused.

"Her daughter doesn't stay with her during the summer; staff can't have their kids here. Anyway, Quinn got a phone call today and it was bad news"

"That's enough Kurt" Brittany stopped him as we entered the kitchen

I pointed to where I'd seen Quinn and followed the others over to her.

When we got to her, Puck and Brittany went straight over to her still sobbing form.

"Shh, baby. I'm here. I'm never gonna let anything happen, we're gonna fix this" Noah cooed.

"Let's get her out of here Puck" Brittany suggested.

The five of us went back to the hall from the previous night. Kurt and I went to get some drinks and a blanket for Quinn. As we walked in, Brittany was talking to her two friends.

"Guys, what do you think you're doing? If you're in trouble, talk to me. I'll help you out. You should have come to me in the first place"

"Forget it Britt. We're not taking what's left of your salary, besides it wouldn't be enough" Noah told her and Quinn started crying again.

When we went to get the drinks, Kurt filled me in on the rest of the story. He said, "Beth, their daughter, Puck and Quinn, she's been staying with Puck's Aunt Shelby during the summer. They go see her all the time and all though. Anyway, Shelby phoned today and told Quinn that the social services had been around. Turns out, Quinn's parents found out about this arrangement and have accused Puck and Quinn of being un-fit parents and are now seeking custody. Quinn's devastated. The baby can stay with Shelby for now but if they're going to fight Quinn's parents Beth's gonna have to be with Puck and Quinn and they're gonna have to get a good lawyer. Thing is, most of what little wages they get goes to Shelby to take care of Beth and they cant afford a lawyer, its all a mess right now"

Now, back in the hall watching Quinn cry and Noah try to keep himself together, I started to feel bad for them.

"It's hopeless" Quinn managed to say.

"Don't say that. There's got to be a way to work it out" I told her.

"Santana; is that you're name? Well Santana, you don't know shit about my problems" Quinn snapped.

"I told her" Kurt admitted.

"Jesus Kurt! Now she's gonna run and tell her little management boyfriend and there's no chance of Will letting Beth stay here" I tried to tell her I wouldn't but Kurt stood up and stopped me.

"Look, Finn knows a lawyer, just outside the city, we can get her an appointment but it'll cost $1,000" he told me.

"Look, if you tell Will I know he will help, he's a good guy" I tried to say but Brittany interrupted me.

"You don't think she's thought of that, listen, she can't ask Will for money and for Beth to stay, she can't owe him anything. Just go back to your perfect family; you wouldn't understand her problems, so stop trying to make yourself look good by helping, no don't know shit about what they're going through!" Brittany spoke in such a hatefultone and it hurt me. I could tell the two blondes and Noah really didn't want me there or my help, so with a nod I left, only to have to try comfort my now sobbing sister.

The next day I couldn't stop thinking about how I wanted to help Quinn out, I couldn't just let Beth be taken away from her and Noah, even though I'd only known them for a day, I could tell that they were good people, and really cared about their daughter. I decided that I was going to give them some help, even if they don't want it, so I went to the one man I believed I could always rely on, my Papi.

"Papi, someone's in trouble" I asked him when I found him and my mother on the golf course later that day, "and you know you always said I should help someone if they're in trouble" I continued. "Could you lend me $1,000?" I asked him.

"Are you alright princesa (princess)? Está usted en algún tipo de problema (are you in some kind of trouble)?", he asked, instantly worried.

"No, Papi, not me. Could you lend it to me? Por favour (please)" I told him.

"It's a lot of money San, what's it for?"

"I can't tell you that, it's hard for me to say that to you, but I can't."

"It's nothing illegal is it?"

"Sin Papi (no daddy)"

"That was a stupid thing to ask, forgive me. I'll have it for you by dinner"

I smiled in thanks to my father as my mother walked over, she asked me to go find Rachel and make sure she was ok, she'd been upset all that day over Jessie and how badly he treated her the night before, she wouldn't tell me what he did but I knew it was bad.

Later that night I went back to the studio to find Quinn and Noah.

I found them both there; Noah was dancing with Brittany while Quinn was standing with Kurt.

I went straight over to Kurt and Quinn and grabbed the other twos' attention. When they were all there I handed Quinn the envelope containing the money, "Here's the money" I told her, the four looked at me in shock.

"Where'd you get it?" she asked me.

"You said you needed it" I answered her.

"Is this chick for real?" Quinn asked nobody in particular.

"Yeah, it takes a real saint to ask Daddy", Noah spat at me. I was hurt by his comment but I didn't let it show.

"Thanks Santana, but I can't use it" Quinn stated, handing me back the envelope.

"What? What's the matter with you Quinn? You should take the money" Brittany enquired in shock.

"I can only get an appointment for next Wednesday. Her and Noah do their act at the Sheldrake on Wednesday night, if they cancel, they loose this year's salary and next year's gig" Kurt explained to me.

"Well, can't someone else fill in?" I asked them.

"No miss fix it someone else can't fill in, Brittany has classes all day, she doesn't have time to go and Tina has to fill in for Quinn, everyone works here" Noah snapped.

"What? You wanna do it? Take time out from Simon says?" Brittany asked.

"Britt!" Quinn whispered.

"That's not a bad idea" Kurt remarked.

"Jesus Kurt, I was joking"

"She can move"

"No. It's the dumbest idea I ever had, and that's saying something"

"I can't even do the easiest of dances" I chimed in"

"See, she can't do it"

"Come on Britt, you're the best teacher I know, you can teach just about anybody, and Noah, you can lead just about anybody." Pleaded Quinn.

"This is crazy guys, she said herself she can't do it"

"I guess I can try" I told them, if it meant helping Quinn and spending time with Brittany (even if she hated me) I'd do it.

So that was where I was off to the next day, a week of intense dance rehearsals with a blue eyed beauty who hated me, didn't sound too bad right?

Didn't sound too bad ? No, it was worse then it sounded actually.

"Oh, sorry" I said once again as I stood on Brittany's foot for the nth time.

"No, you step on the two; again; two, three, four; two, three, four; two, three, four. Don't lean back, lifting up; shoulders down. Two, three, four" I had been listening to Brittany say that for the last two and a half hours, and I wasn't getting better, "god damn it Santana, these are the easiest steps".

"Look, I told you I haven't done any of these dances before"

Brittany just looked at me, rolled her eyes and repeated her words, counting the steps in time to the music. I wasn't sure what I'd gotten myself into.

It was lunch time and I was sitting in my room with Rachel.

"What did you get up to this morning?" she asked me.

"I took a dancing lesson with that Brittany girl, she's good"

"Let me guess- 'you wants on that'" Rachel guessed, mocking my 'ghetto' voice.

"Pu-lease, like I'd wants on that. . . .(my sister lifted her eyebrow in response) . . OK fine, I wants on that, but that's not why she's teaching me to dance. I'm helping those dancers, Quinn and Noah out. They need someone to cover for Quinn in a gig next week, I told Kurt I'd help"

"Why? San, in case you didn't notice before, you cant dance" laughed my twin.

"Look, they're going through something tough right now and I said I'd help"

"What's this something tough then?" I knew she'd keep asking me if I didn't so I told Rachel about Beth, Quinn's parents, the money I got off our father, the Sheldrake; I even told her about my crush on Brittany and how her and Noah seemed to hate me.

"Whoa, poor kids, they are kids right- I mean that Finn guy said he was only eight-teen, and in senior year-" she suddenly stopped when she realised what she was saying.

"When were you talking to Finn again Rachel?"

"Em. . . " she blushed.

"Never mind, I don't wanna know about that. What I do want to know is what Jessie did to you the other night, why were you so upset hermana?"

"Nothing San, I was just overwhelmed"

"Like hell you were Rach, what did that sleeceball do to you? Cause I'm bouts to go all Lima Heights on his ass for making you cry like that"

"Oh please, first, we live nowhere near Lima Heights and second, you'd never beat up someone, you're too much of a softy".

"Whatever. So you gonna tell me what he did?"

"No, now if you'll excuse me, I have to go sort out my performance for tonight" Rachel said as she went to leave the room.

"You're gonna have to tell me sometime Rach"

"Whatever San, go back to your little dance classes with Brittany, ok"

After Rachel left I decided to take a walk around the grounds. As I was nearing the pool area I hear two voices; one, which was female, I knew instantly, the other, which was male, I couldn't quite place.

"Come on Brittany, you know you want me, why can't you just ditch work tonight and meet me in my room, Jenna's not here again until the weekend" I heard the male voice say.

"Artie I don't know-" Brittany's voice started to say but she was interrupted by the man. Artie? Where'd I hear that before? Oh yeah, the guys in the wheelchair who kept feeling up Brittany the other day.

"Britt, I'm not gonna take no for an answer, now be a good girl and come to my room at seven on the dot, got it?" I didn't like the tone of voice he was using and would've said something when I turned the corner but he was already rolling away when I did.

"Hey" I said when I noticed Brittany still standing there.

"What do you want?" she snapped at me, god, why does she hate me so much?

"Nothing, can't a girl just say hi?" I asked her, if it was anyone else I would've snapped back at them, but Brittany had a strange effect on me.

"Whatever, I have to go teach another class, see you tomorrow Santana"

"Aren't you going to the open-mic tonight?" I asked; I secretly hoped she would but I knew from the conversation I'd heard she wouldn't.

"No, I've classes till late tonight, not that it's any of your business. See you tomorrow Santana"

"Bye"

After my walk I went back to my room and found Rachel there. I told her about Artie and Brittany's conversation and asked her what she thought of it.

"I must say I'm not shocked to hear she's sleeping with him, I wouldn't be surprised if she'd slept with all the guys here"

"Rachel?"

"What, I know what girls like her are like San, and what you just told me confirms my suspicions. Brittany is not good news"

"You don't even know her- and you didn't hear the way Artie spoke to her, it was like it didn't matter if she wanted to go or not; she had to go"

"I suppose, but still San, I know you like her but I don't think she's good enough for you"

"Maybe you're right, I mean she's probably dead straight too, could have any guy she wants so why wouldn't she take advantage of that"

"Sorry San, maybe you'll get to know her better in the next week, we might both be wrong"

"Maybe"

That night at dinner I felt different, kind of, sad. My mother noticed and pulled me aside to ask me about it.

"Mija, qué te pasa?" she asked me.

"Nothing's wrong Mami, I'm just tired, I took a dance class today and it wore me out" I answered her.

"Are you sure, you seem really down this evening Mija"

"Really, I'm heading out with Rachel tonight okay? Show some sisterly support you know? Don't wait up for us, we're meeting up with some of the kids who work here, after"

"Okay, you let me know if there's anything bothering you. And keep an eye on Rachel, she was really upset yesterday but she wouldn't tell me why. Have fun, te quiero"

"Love you too Mami, say goodnight to Papi for me" I said to my mother as she walked away. I decided to head straight for the open-mic in the main hall and look for Kurt; he said he'd be working that night.

At the hall, I found Kurt and we got to know each other more, I even ended up telling him that I liked girls, which completely shocked him.

"My gaydar must be seriously off because I had no idea you were a lesbian, I though you were the typical boy crazy chica, guess I was way off"

"You're not the only one who thinks I'm boy crazy, my father is always trying to set me up with boys he knows- like Dave Karofsky, I haven't worked up the courage to tell him yet, I've told my mom though, she's fine with it"

"You'll find he courage to tell him some day" he smiled, "shoot I gotta go, sorry, I had to fill in for Britt in her classes for an hour, she wasn't feeling too good so she went to bed. I'll see you in an hour. Oh, I'd thought you'd like to know that Quinn's appointment with the lawyer is all set up, thanks again, you've no idea how much she appreciates what you're doing"

"It's nothing" I replied as he walked away, so Brittany an Artie were a secret from everybody then.

The night went great; Rachel sang and of course- was the best of the night. Kurt and Blaine came back after the dance class and we all hung out until me and Rachel couldn't keep our eyes open any longer. As we walked back to the cabin, I heard crying by the dance studio.

"Hey, Rach, you go on, I just have to check something"

"Okay, be careful"

I turned around and quietly made my way over to the crying figure.

"Hey, are you ok?" I asked as I neared the crying figure. As soon as I asked it, the persons head shot up and I realised it was Brittany. "Brittany? Why are you crying, is Quinn okay?"

"Ye she's fine, I just had a touch nig...class, that's all"

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure now can you go away and leave me alone?"

"I guess, as long as you're ok"

"I'm fine, now go" as I was walking away Brittany called my name, "Santana wait"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for asking if I was okay, not many people would do that for me" she smiled.

"Its nothing" I told her, "see you in the morning"

"Yeah, bye"

That night I went to bed once again thinking of Brittany, only this time I had nightmares of her being hurt and me not being able to help her. I saw a different side to Brittany Pierces life tonight and I'm not sure if I like it, hopefully we'll get along better in tomorrows class.

A/N ok, i know the story isnt great at the min, but I'm hoping it's gonna get better once we get into the story some more :) i have great things planned, dont worry.

I'm also posting another story soon, this week hopefully, if i can find the time- I'm starting my new job this week, it'll just be weekends though, i think (the job that is)

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rachel