A/N: Thanks for all the love guys... you motivated me to update quicker than planned. Its a little short I know but bear with me. Enjoy!

Santana just stood there dumbly looking at Laura. "Holy mother of fuck, what had she done!" she thought. She fought the rising panic instead and just looked at her. "I'm sorry I'm here so early but my shift starts in a bit and I wanted to talk to you. Is that ok?" Santana just nodded numbly not really trusting herself to speak. That is till Laura started walking to her bedroom.

She reached out and grabbed her hand. "Not here. Let's go get some coffee" she said a little breathlessly. She turned to Rachel and Kurt, hoping to God that they'd understand and said, "Will you guys take care of things?" Both who were just looking really stunned just nodded quickly and Santana pulled Laura along with her and shut the door.

They went to an all night diner and occupied a booth. "Why are we here? Why didn't we talk at your place?" Laura asked a little puzzled.

"I like the coffee here!" Santana declared taking a sip and then tried not to gag as she tasted some of the worst swill in the world. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked

"Look Santana. I've been thinking. I really like you, a lot and I think we're really good together. I'm sorry about last night. I do trust you and I was a little hurt you didn't want to spend any time with me instead of Brittany. I was jealous and it was stupid. I realized that you're really important to me," Laura started in a rush. When Santana didn't say anything she continued, "I know we haven't figured everything out but I believe we can. Maybe if we spend a little more time together it'll get better. I know that we have really crazy schedules which is why I was thinking…." Laura paused again. This time Santana felt her heart starting to pound. No please don't say what I think you're going to say she wished urgently. "… I was thinking we should move in together." Laura finished.

Santana sat there feeling like she'd been hit by a train. What was happening?! She had just cheated on the woman and now she asked her to move in with her. They hadn't even said they loved each other. "Babe, are you listening? Say something" Laura said gently.

Santana found her voice, "It's just a lot to take in. I don't know if I'm ready…"

"I thought about it last night and it makes sense. We were staying over at each other's apartments a lot and well Santana, I love you! I want you there when I get home. I don't want to wait." Laura said, taking Santana's hands.

Santana closed her eyes. Oh shit! There was too much going on in her head to deal with this. "Laura," she said. "I need to think this through. Do you think we could talk about it a little later?"

"Sure sweetie. Take your time. I know it's a lot and I know you think you're not ready but I think we are and I'll be there with you. We'll make it work. Don't worry. I'm sorry but I gotta run" She said as she kissed Santana's head on her way out.

Santana just sat there as the diner filled up with the morning crowd. What the hell was she supposed to do? She felt rotten. Laura had been nothing but understanding and patient with Santana, giving her time and space to be comfortable. They were having a great time, and Santana would have agreed to her offer if it weren't for….

"Brittany! SHIT!" she yelled and scampered out of the booth. She reached her apartment and ran into her room but her bed was empty. Santana collapsed on the floor. She looked around for her phone to see if she had a message or call but there wasn't any. She dialed Brittany's number but she didn't answer. Santana crashed down on her bed exhausted and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was late. She reached for her phone and saw calls from Blaine, Kurt, Rachel and Laura but nothing from Brittany. She tried calling her a few times but there was no answer. She ignored the other calls and kept pacing back and forth until she finally answered Blaine's call out of frustration. "What?" she practically yelled into the phone. "Santana where are you? What's going on?" Blaine's voice full of concern made her feel even worse. "I'm at my apartment" she said in a small voice. "I'm coming over" was all Blaine said and hung up.

She was too tired and spent to tidy up and just lay in bed till Blaine walked in. "What happened?" he asked her gently. She looked at him and then the dam that had been holding back all her emotions crumbled. She started sobbing and Blaine just let her, putting an arm around her shoulders. When she finally stopped, she stared at him bleakly. "I think I've screwed things up with two very important people. I don't know what to do Blaine." Blaine just looked at her awkwardly and then pulled out an envelope from his pocket. Santana recognized Brittany's scrawl and snatched it from his hands. She opened it to read-

Santana

I know you have a girlfriend and I'm really sorry that last night happened. You planned the whole party with all my favorite things and I think I just got carried away. I hope you aren't mad at me. I'm going out of town for a few days to clear my head. When I get back I would really like to continue being friends.

I'm sorry!

Brittany

Santana looked at the note and then handed it to Blaine. "Well atleast she doesn't write in crayon anymore" she tried to joke. Blaine just looked up at her, pity in his eyes. "Is this what you really want Santana?" She looked at him, "You saw the note. It was a one-time thing. She obviously regrets it" she said scathingly trying to cover up the hurt she felt. "Maybe now I can move on with Laura."

Santana sat down. She should be relieved. Brittany was being cool about it and still wanted to be friends. Laura wanted her to move in. She should feel like she dodged a bullet and life was looking good. Then why did she feel so damn shitty and why couldn't she stop the tears?