Hey guys. Yes this is an update. I know ive been a lazy bitch (my friends words) but im struggling for ideas so yanno!

I was put in a good mood by the completion of my Self portrait in Art and a B in my chemistry GCSE so (and I NEVER thought I'd say this but…) Yous can thank school for this update :/

I don't really have a plan on how many chapters this will be but it isn't over yet.

guest (you know who you are) : Thanks for your review here's your idea so credits and rainbows xxx

There's a few angsty parts coming up and we find out some stuff to do with Santana!

Anyway enjoy and I will see you next when I see you.

p.s. if you haven't yet check out my latest Brittana story Rock House!

Thanks!

Brittany had finally realised two things:

1) Rachel wasn't appearing in the upcoming Lord of the Rings

And

2) She needed to stage an intervention

It was clear that something had happened to Santana and she wanted to tell Brittany but something was holding her back. It had been two weeks since the Sebastian incident and as far as Brittany knew, Two weeks since Santana's dad had last hit her.

It was Friday and this week had dragged on way to long but only because Brittany knew what her plan was tonight. Whether Santana liked it or not they were going to sit down and have a full on heart to heart… and then go out for ice-cream because it was their Friday ritual.

Sighing she made her way through the crowded corridor looking around as each one passed. A few smiled at her as she went passed or others winked her way or nodded.

She didn't like being popular within school. Sometimes, on days like today, she wished she could just walk around without being recognised, invisible. It would be so easy to just grab Santana, jump in her car and drive. Just go away for the weekend because in reality, that was her idea of perfect.

But of course nothing could be that simple, they had school and family and friends to worry about. Their friend's probably wouldn't mind but their families definitely would. Well Brittany's would, she didn't know about Santana's. In fact she didn't know much about them at all. She wondered if there had been a time when Santana's life had been simple. Well as simple as it could probably get being Santana.

And then there was Quinn. Brittany was worried about her. Over the last few weeks she had become increasingly distant, something was off. This left a problem because Santana and Quinn both apparently needed her help. It wasn't that she didn't want to help the other, she did, but it would prove difficult. She didn't know how deep Santana's past went and she knew next to nothing about Quinn's behaviour. On top of that Brittany was also trying to concentrate on getting good grades. Graduation was creeping nearer and she was determined to be on that stage with her Girlfriend and all her friends.

Just as she arrived at her locker her internal struggle was brought to an end as an extremely terrified looking Quinn was waiting for her.

"Quinn? What's wrong?"

The blonde just shook her head and covered her mouth with her hand, "Tell me!"

"Britt… Something's… I just… Something's happened…"

Brittany nodded rubbing a comforting hand along her arm, "What is it?"

Quinn looked around the corridor terrified, "Not here, come…" With that she grabbed Brittany and pulled her off towards the bleachers.

"Lopez!"

"Puckerman!"

Puck half smiled as he walked up to Santana at her locker, "Hey!"

Santana grinned back, "Hey to you too!"

Suddenly Puck's face fell. "What's up?"

"Look Santana I need to talk to you okay?"

She nodded and closed her locker slowly. Suddenly the bell rang and they made their way towards first period.

As they sat down Santana leant forward, "Ok Puckerman out with it!"

Puck bit his lip and watched as their teacher made her way around the room.

"You've got to promise me you won't react badly okay?"

Santana nodded seriously

"What!"

"Britt-"

"Quinn how did this happen?!"

They were both sitting at the end of the bleachers hidden from view, which was the way Quinn liked it during a serious conversation.

"It just sort of happened Britt"

"When?"

"At the party"

Brittany buried her head in her hands, "What happened Q?"

Quinn sighed, "It was after you left…

Quinn looked around wondering where Brittany had gone, one minute she was dancing with that guy the next she had disappeared. Looking to her left she noticed Puck and Santana talking and drinking with some girls. Quinn scoffed Puck was such a pig and Santana apparently was just as bad. She made her way through the house until she came to the kitchen, pouring herself another drink she wondered if she should find Brittany and leave, she wasn't enjoying herself anymore. Deciding she should she made her way back into the other room. Pushing through groups she tried to spot the blonde. She noticed Sam talking with a big group and Rachel locking lips with Finn. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Santana making her way outside. Shaking her head she walked back out ready to leave when she ran into someone.

"Watch yourself Q-ball!"

Scoffing she shook her head, "Don't call me that Noah!"

Puck frowned and shrugged, "Hey I was being friendly, you on your own?"

Quinn nodded, "Apparently so, where's Santana?"

Puck shrugged again, "Dunno she said something about needing some air! Brittany?"

"Gone off with someone!"

Puck cocked an eyebrow, "Don't you mean got off with someone?"

Quinn frowned, "Brittany's not like that Puckerman, unlike you she aim to be a walking STI"

Puck grinned, "Tad harsh? Besides I don't sleep with everyone!"

Quinn smirked at him and sipped her drink which was making her feel quite bold and reckless by now, "Prove it"

"So how did it go from that to sleeping with her?!"

Santana stared at Puck, shocked and well, a little confused.

Puck shook his head, "One thing led to another and she ended up kissing me, we were both drunk and it just sort of happened?"

She shook her head again, "So your not together then?"

"Nope, I'm still a loner!"

"Except now your both paying for your mistake!"

"Santana I told you we really didn't mean for it to happen, it just did okay?"

"Like It matters now? Point is you've knocked her up!"

"What am I going to do Britt?"

Quinn was full-on crying now and Brittany didn't know what to do, "I don't know Q but I'm here for you and I know Santana will be too and despite what you may think now, Puck will be too!"

Quinn looked up, "You really think he'll support me?"

Brittany nodded, "And if he doesn't Santana will knock some sense into him!"

The other girl laughed and then looked up at her, "You really love her don't you?"

She smiled and nodded, "So much Q"

A few hours later Brittany found herself preparing for her last period of the day, then she was seeing Santana. Looking forward to seeing her girlfriend her mind started to wander, she loved that girl so much. Her laugh, her smile, the way her nose crinkled when she was thinking. It was the small things that made Brittany loved the girl that little bit more.

"Hey Britt-Britt!"

Speak of the devil, "Hey San!"

Santana leant forward and kissed her on the cheek, making the blonde smile that little bit more.

"So want me to meet you outside your class?"

Brittany nodded, "Yeah and then we can go get some ice-cream!"

Santana nodded and laughed along with her, "Alright I'll see you after class, love you!"

"I love you too!"

Just as Santana turned around she was met with cold sensation of a slushie facial. Gasping slightly more out of shock than anything else, she wiped her eyes ready to lay into whoever the thrower had been. Her eyes however met none other than Artie.

But it wasn't Santana who spoke first, it wasn't even Artie.

"What was that!"

The anger in the blonde's voice had Santana cowering back slightly. Brittany stepped forward and held Santana, carefully wiping away slushie but still very much angered.

"You deserve better than that loser Brittany!"

At this the blonde spun round and glared, out of shock Artie jumped back slightly less confident than before, "You have no right to say that after I, yes I, broke up with you!"

"I can and I will she's just a loser and a slut. She sleeps around and everyone knows it! Face it Brittany you mean nothing to her, she'll be gone as quick as she comes!"

"You don't even know her Artie! She's the kindest most loving person and I love HER! So don't preach to me about her being a slut when we haven't even had sex! We haven't even talked about it! Santana is my out and proud girlfriend, I care about and if you even think about laying a finger on her again you will regret it!"

Brittany was seething and her long rant had silenced the hallway. Artie looked shocked and angry whilst Santana was looking at her with a mix of bewilderment and pride.

Artie recovered and shook his head angered, "Whatever, this isn't over"

With that he rolled away and with it the students got back to what they were doing. Without saying a word Brittany grabbed Santana's arm and dragged her into the nearest toilette. Silently she sat her down and started to dab her eyes.

They sat in silence for a while, Brittany cleaning Santana up and said girl sitting and biting her lip whilst watching the still angered blonde wearily.

"Did you mean what you said?"

Brittany looked up and met Santana's gaze, nodding slowly, "Every word, I love you Santana and Artie's a prick for questioning it"

Smiling Santana stood up and met the blonde's gaze, she bit her lip and seemed to think something over before grabbing her hand and making to leave the toilette.

Following her Brittany noticed they weren't returning to class, "Where are we going?"

Santana smiled at her, "You want to know about my past right?" she nodded, "Well I'm going to tell you, but we need to get somewhere private"

Grinning Brittany nodded and followed her out of school forgetting about last period. Some things were more important.

Well hope you enjoyed x