A/N Hey everybody, Gracie is back...Kinda, again I'm sorry for not updating, I don't have time to focus on this and only have time to type up quick one-shots (on my Brittana Prompts story, check it out if you want) and between work and college, it's been kinda hectic but I am back for now and will try to regularly update again. Stay awesome,

Gx

P.S We are never to talk about 4x04. It was bad and I refuse to discuss it. *sobs* Also, please review and I don't have a beta so all mistakes are my own.

Trouble's brewing.

-Brittany-

I awoke with a start as sunlight filtered through the window, casting bright colours across the room. I rubbed my face gently, it was still tender after all and glanced to the bed beside me. It was empty. Perplexed I stood and wandered over to the window, glancing down at the courtyard. There she was, surrounded by a few guards, she was smiling and instructing them. I was angry. How dare she leave me after last night? Did it mean nothing to her? I turned around fully intent on going out there and discussing it when I was met with Rachel standing there shocked. I looked down at myself and realised I was still completely naked, then I felt it. The morning sickness, the bile rose up my throat and I manged to get to the bucket just in time emptying the contents of my stomach into it. I coughed and spluttered while Rachel gently rubbed my back whispering soothing words. 'Ma'am if I may, I have a message from Sir Lancelot.' She mumbled quietly when I sat up.

I was still angry. 'Aye, and what is it?'

'She said to apologise, I am not sure what for, she said to give you this and that I was not to read it upon any circumstance.' She handed me a crumpled piece of paper, I quickly scanned over it and calmed immediately, I realised I was still naked, so I sent Rachel to fetch my clothes. After she left the room I sat back onto my bed and read the note.

Britt,

I am sorry for leaving, last night was... incredible. But I cannot allow anyone to know... to suspect. So I went to the training early this morning. I did not want to leave you, in fact I wanted nothing more than to stay with you, my arms wrapped around your beautiful body, protecting you. But I could not. I will come and see you again after the training.

All my love

Santana. x

I smiled at the letter, only wincing slightly at the pain in my cheek. Before long Rachel returned with my clothes and breakfast, after helping me dress she left and I ate quietly, sitting perched upon my windowsill and watching my love out in the courtyard. She was a magnificent fighter, she moved so gracefully, fought so valiantly. I was smitten.

/.../

-Quinn-

I was sat upon Puckermans bed. He had left early this morning to aquire the ingredients needed for my potion. Again. We had already used it once... as a test. I would have to keep an eye out for the effects of it. I just hope that stupid squire had done what I had instructed. I glanced around his bed chambers, they were such a mess. His garments were strewn about the room and there were many bowls and plates with food upon them, left by the incompetent maids to fester. I wrinkled my nose up at the smell and wandered to his window opening it. I glanced out. We were on a lower level, on the opposite side of the courtyard to the King and I could see my Sanny training with a few knights. She was so brave. I was still angry at her for the way she treated me, but I knew she'd come to her senses as soon as she forgot about this other girl... Brianna? Whatever her name was. I sighed and looked at the sky, it was a bright blue, but there were storm clouds in the distance, just past the West tower... Hang on. I frowned and focused on the open window by the Kings chambers... Nay, not even by the Kings chambers, it was his chambers... and there was his wife Guinevere. She was so foolish, she always seemed to be away with the fairies, lost in her own world... What is she looking at anyway? I followed her gaze down to- It cannot be. She is not. She is! She was looking at MY Santana. She looks so happy, so proud, so- IN LOVE? I growled angrily, there was something off about this whole situation. I remembered that Guinevere was not her preferred name... She liked to go by the name of...

BRITTANY. Brittany. The one my darling Santana was writing to all those months. The one that she loved. The one she had chosen over me. This is why Sanny has been so distant from me. Still this changes nothing. I must go ahead with my plan, the only difference is I am going to have her killed.

/.../

-Santana-

I yawned and stretched before drinking from the goblet that Rory had handed me. I was tough on the Knights this morning, giving them tougher training and tougher workouts. My army is to be in perfect physical condition before we fight again. I refuse to lose another Knight. I will admit though, my mind was not with me this morning. I was lost thinking of her. My love. My Brittany. Last nights activities had been floating through my mind, which was not good as I was distracted. Never matter. But it was not only last night that was running through my mind. It was everything. Our whole relationship. Artie. There was something not right happening. And I needed to stop it. I sat on the bench and watched the sun peak over the castle walls. My knights were exhausted and resting and I used the time to contemplate the situation I had put myself in. I felt dizzy, but shook it off putting it down to the intense workout this morning.

Arthur was a cruel man. He had raped her, and I was sure he was beating her as well. I needed to stop it, I needed to protect my love, but I did not know how. I ran many scenarios through my head, as I was contemplating a fake moustache and beard combination I felt a tap upon my shoulder and turned to face Elizabeth.

'Morning Sir Lancelot' She said curtsying before me and smiling. I bowed and returned the smile.

'Good Morrow Miss, is everything okay?' I looked around and thankfully we were alone.

'Aye, I was sent down here by her majesty, she grows restless waiting for you, it seems that just watching you is not enough, she has demanded you prescence. Immediately.' She smirked.

'Ah, well I best go and see her?'

'Aye, she is in her chambers...' I bowed and went to leave but was stopped by her grabbing my forearm firmly. 'But Santana. I hope you realise how dangerous this... affair is. It could have us all killed. I hope that you both think it is worth it. The King returns tonight. I suggest you come to some sort of arrangement soon, for I fear what will happen should he discover this.' She looked terrified. And I am not surprised, for I am as well.

'I know. It is worth it Miss Elizabeth. She is worth it.' I replied, she nodded gravely at me and released her grip on my arm. I bowed agian and left quickly, knowing what is to be done I hurried to her as quickly as I could.

...

I knocked on the door softly and waited patiently for Brittany to open it. When she did I pulled inside and envolped by her strong arms, I reciprocated the hug and smiled sadly knowing what was to be done. 'Hey San, I missed you.' She whispered softly into my hair.

'I missed you more Britt.' I replied as she pulled away from the hug. She smiled and led me over to her bed sitting me next to her. 'We need to talk...'

'Aye? What is it my love?' She was so perky. It was making this even harder.

'Last night was... magical. You know that right? And you know how much I care about you?' I began frowning and shaking my leg nervously.

'Aye? Santana, my darling, what is it?' She looked worried, and rightly so.

'We... cannot do this anymore. Us. I mean, it is too dangerous.' I waited for her response.

'What do you mean? We cannot do what?'

'See each other.'

I saw the light immediately go from those perfect blue eyes and my heart crushed in my chest. Why was I doing this? This isn't right. 'So what? You fuck me and then leave me? Is that it?' She whispered bitterly.

'No, that is not what this is. I care about you too much to continue. If Arthur were to ever find out about this-'

'Screw Arthur!' She interrupted jumping from the bed and standing before me. 'This has nothing to do with him. You' She pointed at me angrily. 'You said you loved me. You said you would find a way for us.'

'And I will... but not yet Britt.'

'Do not call me that. You do not deserve that privelege anymore.' I have never seen such anger in her eyes.

'Please. I will find a way for us, but I cannot yet. It is too dangerous.'

'And what me having to live with Arthur is not? You are going to leave me to him. For him to do whatever he wants to me? To beat me and rape me? As though I am nothing but a body to him?'

This was rapidly spiralling out of control. I needed to make her see it from my point of view, even if it was wrong. 'That is not what I meant-'

'And this child?' She asked gesturing to her stomach. 'Can you imagine what will happen to it?'

'Brittany. Listen to me. We will be together, you and I. We will raise the child as our own, but until then we must avoid conflict. I will still be here but we cannot risk being caught, I not only fear for my life or yours. But the childs. Elizabeths even, her knowing about this could have her killed.' At this Brittanys expression softened and the tears that had been threatening to fall, did as she collapsed sobbing into my arms. I held her close and stroked her hair. 'I will always love you Brittany, but I am doing this for us. I love you too much to let anything happen to you.'

'I know. I am sorry Santana. But... I think you should leave.' She got up and went over to her window.

'Britt-' I began getting up and walking towards her, crying also.

'Go San. I cannot talk to you. Do not talk to me until you have come to your senses and realised how stupid you are being.' She refused to look at me.

'Britt, please-'

'I said go.' There was a sense on finality in her voice, I nodded somberly and walked over to the door, glancing at her one last time before I left.

'I love you Britt. I will find a way.' I said before walking out the door and closing it softly behind me, I practically ran to my chambers and laid on my bed sobbing, regretting what I had just done.

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A/N 2 Please don't hate me? *awkward smile* I promise things will get better... maybe?