A/N: Thank you for all the new favs, alerts and reviews :) So I made this pretty quick, but it's also pretty short. But I promised you a filler, here it is :)
Chapter 7
No one's POV:
Rachel Berry stood outside from the girls locker room. She was way too afraid to actually walk in, I mean, hello? Puck, Quinn and Brittany were in there, they would kill her with their evil-death-stare, so she decided to wait right here, with only her head around the corner.
Since she heard Santana's shriek and Brittany ran away she hasn't heard anything. She would have at least expected some yelling, but nothing. The silence hung heavy in the air, something was so not right, she knew.
A few more minutes went by, and Rachel still stood there, impatient. Maybe... should she go in and look for Santana? After all the Latina did to protect her from Quinn (even if it didn't work.) she deserved it. Rachel breathed in and out and closed her eyes, collecting her thoughts. When she opened them again she nodded one time to herself. Slowly she started walking towards the red door, and when she finally stood in front of it she actually found the bravery to open it.
Inside it was as silent as outside, and Rachel started to ask herself if this was such a good idea. At first she saw no one, but when she walked further inside, towards the showers, she saw Azimio and two cheerios leaning agianst the wall. They whispered into each others ears and didn't even look at Rachel when she walked past them.
And then she saw the others. Puck looked confused, even more confused than he always looks like in geography. Quinn's face was hard to read. But in the end it didn't matter for Rachel what Quinn looked like.
Then she saw Brittany. The always so strong looking girl suddenly seemed so helpless. She looked like someone just slapped her. And she obviously was the only one who recognized Rachel. Blue eyes met brown, a thousand emotions running over Brittany's face. Rachel saw her letting out a shaky breath, then the blonde quickly walked towards and then past her, out of the locker room.
Now Rachel was confused, too. She heard Azimio and the others shuffleing out behind Brittany, and now she was left alone with Puck and Quinn. And where was Santana? For a second it was really quiet, and then she heard a light sobbing, coming from the shower stall in the far corner.
Puck poked Quinn on her shoulder with his finger until she turned her head towards him.
"Let's go. We have what we need.", he said in a low voice. Rachel was glad no one else was here or she wouldn't have heard him. Quinn nodded at Puck and began to walk away. She threw one last look into the shower stall, then she walked out, ignoring Rachel the best she could. Puck at least looked at the small brunette with a clenched jaw, she was sure she even saw a tight-lipped smile for a second, but then it was gone and Rachel was left more confused than before.
The second the door to the locker room closed the real sobbing started. Oh my god, was that Santana?, the brunette wondered and walked fast to the last stall. But she didn't expect what she found there.
On the ground in front of her was a naked Latina sitting, tears running down her cheeks. She had her knees pulled up to her chest, her arms clenched around them. Her wet hair was hanging messy in her face, her dark eyes red from crying. At first she didn't seem to recognize Rachel, but when she finally did, she shifted her feet closer to her body, but because of all the wetness on the floor she slipped.
Rachel gasped at the sight. Was she day dreaming? Was this some kind of weird joke? Rachel eyes flickered between Santana's face and the place between her legs, and after a full minute she came to a realization: The Latina had a penis.
How was that possible? The rest of her body was totally female, and she was a girl, wasn't she?
The girl on the ground didn't even tried to cover herself again, she sat there, sniffling, and with the back of her hand she wiped her tears away.
"What the hell are you looking at?", she angrily said to Rachel, completely startling the other girl. Santana seemed to immediately regret what she said, because her face softened and she looked like she wanted to cry again.
"P-please... Just leave, Rachel...", she whispered and buried her face in her hands. The shorter brunette sighed, not knowing what to do. Santana obviously needed time, she needed to deal with this alone right now. And after that Rachel would stand by her. She knew Puck and Quinn would take this chance to destroy Santana, then she would need someone to help her through all this, and Rachel would be there.
She nodded, more to herself, because Santana couldn't see her. Then she turned around and started to walk away, leaving the crushed Latina alone on the cold and wet floor of the shower stall.
With her thoughts still by Santana and her... condition, she made her way outside. She didn't have a car, and in the end she would walk only ten minutes to her home. The shortest way was across the football field, on the end there was a hole in the fence. So Rachel was walking over the grass, until something caught her eye.
On the highest bench on the bleachers, there was Brittany, lying on her back, looking into the sky. She had her arms folded behind her head, her hair open.
Rachel sighed heavy and made her way towards her. Something was wrong with her today. First she was going into the locker room, now she was going to Brittany Pierce! Obviously she wanted to get hurt. Slowly she walked up the steps, grabbing her bag tight.
When Brittany felt her company, she looked up at Rachel, and then back in the clouds.
"What do you want?"
Rachel was surprised by her tone. She didn't sound angry, or pissed, or anything like she expected, she sounded... tired.
"Santana needs you. Now more than ever.", the brunette replied, hoping it was the right thing to say. She knew it was none of her business, but she needed to help.
Brittany slowly sat up, looking at the ground and then at Rachel.
"I don't think I can do much. I don't know what I could do."
"Just be there for her."
"And how am I supposed to do this, huh? I don't even know what we are. What we were." Brittany's voice was sad, she looked like a kicked puppy.
"But you like her, don't you?", Rachel asked. She definitely knew the answer. Not only because she saw them kissing, but she also was able to see the look in Brittany's eyes whenever she looked at Santana. The blonde in front of her nodded slowly.
"I do like her, it's just... it's complicated."
"It always is."
Brittany looked at Rachel like she thought about if she should punch her or talk a little bit more, and Rachel really hoped she would decide for the second option. She really couldn't bear Brittany hitting her on the nose or something.
"You don't know anything, dwarf."
"I really thought you're stronger than this.", Rachel said, regretting it in an instant. With wide eyes she waited for Brittany's reaction, but it never really came. After a minute she decided to finally speak.
"I thought that, too."
"Please, Brittany. She's still the same. And aren't you with... uh... Puck? So I thought you're into... you know, too." That seemed to get the blonde's attention. She stood up, anger bubbling up inside of her. With three fast steps she was right in front of Rachel, hovering dangerously above her.
"Listen, short stuff, this is not about Santana having a dick, at least not only. And don't you dare to talk about my relationship with Puck, take your giant nose out of my business and start to mind your own.", she yelled, but out of an unknown reason it didn't scare Rachel as much as she thought it would. Instead she smiled at Brittany.
"She's still the same.", she repeated. Rachel nodded a few times at the blonde, and then she walked away.
Brittany watched her until she disappeared in the far corner and shook her head. When she saw Santana standing there all naked, having a dick instead of a vagina...
It wasn't even the fact that the Latina had something different than Brittany down there. It was more the fact that she didn't tell her. Brittany told Santana everything. Every little part of her depressing past with Quinn, and about her annoying present with Puck. She told her about her feelings, she even cried in front of Santana. She cried! And she never did this in front of someone else. Never.
Of course it was kinda a shock to find something that unexpected between the brunette's legs, but it really wasn't a problematic fact. When Brittany thought really hard about it, she actually found the idea of being with a girl who had boobs and a dick really hot.
But her feelings towards Santana wasn't because of her body (well, not only.). She liked the girl all along, and when they started hanging out a bubbly feeling inside of her came to the light. When they met saturday to sunday night and went to the tree house Brittany felt like a little kid again. Everyday was so hard to go through, but with Santana everything was so easy. And then they kissed. And Brittany saw a fucking firework.
The blonde sighed. Why had everything to be this damn complicated?
Brittany knew that it would be easiest to just go home. To go home and forget about every little detail that happened between her and Santana. She would come to school tomorrow and everyone would look at the Latina, laugh at her, slushie her, destroy her. Brittany knew it would be the easiest way for herself.
Her mother always used to say that you should fight for the things you really want. Maybe now was the time. Maybe now was the time Brittany should fight for Santana, and then with her. Of course everyone would know by tomorrow, thanks to Quinn. So Santana definitely needed someone. And Brittany wanted to be this someone.
So now's the time., Brittany thought. Now was the time to make it right. And then she ran back inside.
A/N2: Like I said, just a filler. I thought it should stand for itself, so...
Oh, and can anyone PLEASE tell me, is Quinn gonna be in season5?
