When the sun rose the next morning, Santana's eyes fluttered open slowly. And what she saw was Brittany, curled up in her arms. Santana smiled softly at the sight. Regardless of how Brittany had came to be at her house just a few hours before, Santana was happy that Brittany, although asleep at that moment, looked happy, and safe. Santana slowly untangled herself from Brittany. Gently so she did not wake her up. Santana had a plan for the morning. As she tip-toed down the stairs, Santana thought up the perfect breakfast in bed menu for her girlfriend.
While Brittany slumbered on, Santana cooked up a breakfast fit for royalty. Santana hummed a tune to herself quietly, and as she turned to the fridge to get juice out, there was a note stuck to the door. Santana smiled as she read the note. 'My beautiful princess, work called me in, big emergency. Your mama is out for the day, one of her committee meetings. I hope Brittany is feeling better today. You know where the first aid kit is if her face needs looking to again, or she needs some pain relief. Mama sends her love to Brittany, I told her what happened last night, because she asked why Brittany's clothes were in the wash. Hope my two beautiful girls have a good day. See you later, Love Papi.' Santana folded the note up, placing it on the tray that held breakfast, and headed back upstairs.
Brittany was still asleep when Santana returned to her bedroom. As much as Santana wanted to just leave Brittany to sleep, mainly so she could just watch her. She looks so beautiful when she's sleeping. Santana's urge to look after her girl was overwhelming. Just as Santana was about to wake Brittany, she heard the blonde girls phone start buzzing in her bag. Santana fished it out, and saw a text from Brittany's mum. 'Hi sweetheart, I hope you're feeling a bit better. I know Santana will make you smile. Did you want me to bring anything over to Santana's before I head out for the day with a friend? Love you DQ, Love mum.' Santana smiled at the text. Brianna called Brittany her 'Dancing Queen,' or 'DQ' for short, all the time. Santana looked to Brittany, still slumbering away, and slipped out of her room, and rang Brianna.
Santana held Brittany's phone to her ear, waiting for Brianna to pick up. "Hey my little DQ," Brianna said as she answered. "Hey Mrs P, it's Santana," Santana quietly chuckled, "Britt's still asleep." "Ahh okay. How's our girl doing? Is she alright? Well, you know what I mean..." "Yeah, she's okay," Santana started, "I didn't push her into talking about it, but yeah, I think she'll be okay." "Good good," Brianna breathed, "I have to thank you. And your father. For looking out for Britt. And looking after her too." "Not a problem," Santana smiled to herself, "Papi has always thought of Britt Britt as one of his own. And I'll do anything for her, always and forever." "I'm glad she's with someone that loves her so much." "I really do love her, so so much." "I know, and Britt loves you right back." As Brianna spoke those words, Santana felt her heart jump a little. "Santana, do you think Brittany would want anything from home? I know it's only for the day that I'm out, but she might want something."
Santana thought for a moment, "Actually, a change of clothes. Hers got drenched last night, so I put them in the wash." "Will do." Santana got an idea, "Could you make sure the clothes you pick, are like, a little dressy? And pack Britt's makeup? I'm gonna pamper her and stuff today.." "She'll love that. And okay, will do. I'll get that ready and I'll be by in about an hour or two.." "Not a problem, see you soon." "Bye Santana." Both hung up the phone, and Santana re-entered her room.
Santana put Brittany's phone away, and retrieved the breakfast tray from her desk. Carefully setting it on her bedside, Santana then sat on her bed, and looked at Brittany, before leaning down and kissing her forehead. "Rise and shine princess," Santana whispered gently as she tickled Brittany's arm. Brittany slowly woke up, a smile adorning her face. Santana smiled back, "Ready for breakfast babe?" Brittany nodded, starting to get up, when Santana stopped her, "No no, breakfast has come to you." Brittany stayed in bed, sitting up, curious. Santana turned slightly, picking up the tray, and placing it on their laps. Brittany's eyes lit up at the tray, which held all her favourites – toast with jam, waffles with syrup and whipped cream, museli, yoghurt and juice. "Thankyou," Brittany said, kissing Santana's cheek before they began to eat.
Once breakfast was eaten, Brittany laid in Santana's arms as they watched the only decent thing that was on TV that morning – cartoons. When an ad break came on, Santana asked Brittany, "Hey bub, how're you feeling?" "Alright. I mean, like, it still hurts a little bit. But I'm alright." Santana held Brittany that bit closer to her body, "Good good," she said, "Ohh, your mum texted you while you were asleep. So I called her back. She's dropping by soon with some clothes for you, coz your other clothes are in the wash." Brittany smiled, "Cool." "She said she'll be out all day with a friend, that's why she texted, to see if you wanted anything before she left. Did you want a shower before she gets here? Or anything else?" Brittany sat up a little, "A shower would be nice actually," she smirked a little, "Come in with me?" "Of course," Santana smiled as she got up off the bed, and walked to the bathroom, hand in hand with Brittany.
Brittany tried to wash her hair, but Santana wouldn't let her. And although Brittany somewhat protested, secretly she was loving every second of it. Once the last of the conditioner was rinsed out, Brittany turned around, wrapping her arms around Santana. Right there and then, in that moment, Brittany had never in her life felt more safe. She was in her most vulnerable state, in her purest form. But felt safe. Santana could sense that Brittany was feeling something, and stroked the blondes back, and whispered, "What ya thinking about?" Brittany looked up into Santana's eyes, a loving smile radiating from her face, "How safe I feel with you." Santana smiled back, and pressed a gentle kiss to Brittany's forehead, "You'll always be safe with me."
The pair were cuddled together, each bundled up in a fluffy bathrobe, when Brianna rang the doorbell. Santana stood up from the bed, "It's alright, you stay. I'll bring your mama up here," and she leaned down, kissing Brittany's cheek before heading down to answer the door. "Hiya Mrs P," Santana greeted Brianna, "Britts is up in my room. We were just relaxing after a shower."
By default Santana should have blushed, or tried to backtrack on her statement. But it was Brittany's mum, one of the few people she felt completely comfortable around. And there was nothing sneaky about the shower the two girls had shared so Santana didn't feel the need to hide the fact. "Hi Santana," Brianna smiled, "How is Brittany?" she asked as they began heading towards Santana's room. "A little sore. But better all round than she was last night when she got here." "I really cant thank you and your parents enough for making sure Britt was safe." Santana simply replied with, "You accept us, that's enough thanks for me for more than a lifetime."
"Mummy!" Bittany said as she saw her mum enter the room with Santana. "Hey sweetheart," Brianna replied as Brittany bounded over to her, hugging her tightly. When Brittany was in her mums arms, emotions overtook her suddenly, and the tears flowed freely. While Brittany and Brianna were embraced, Santana had quietly gathered some clothes and went to leave the room, "I'll leave you both alone for a bit." "Santana," Brianna said as Santana went to walk by, and reached out, gently holding Santana's arm, "Stay, please. It's your room after all. Plus, Britt came to you, and you're family to me." Brittany, still crying, couldn't find words to speak. And Santana, she stood still, clothing falling to the floor, as Brianna pulled her into the embrace.
Brittany sat on the bed, Santana to one side of her, Brianna on the other, who was looking at Brittany' injuries. Brittany's tears had stopped, but as she spoke, her voice shook a little, "I'm... I'm sorry I didn't come home..." Brianna shook her head, "Don't be silly. You came to a place where you felt safe. I'm just glad you did that, okay?" Brittany looked up to her mum, smiling faintly and nodding as she blindly searched for Santana's hand, meeting it and taking it in her grasp. "And so am I Britt Britt. I just want you to be safe, no matter who you're with or where you are," Santana said, hugging Brittany and not letting go. "I know," Brittany quietly said in response, "And I feel safe when I'm with you both."
"If you both need anything, I've got my cell on me okay?" Santana nodded, and Brittany smiled, "Thankyou mummy." Both the girls went to walk out of the bedroom to walk Brianna down to the front door, when she stopped them, "No no, it's okay. Stay girls, just relax, have fun. I'll show myself out," she smiled, hugging Brittany and Santana goodbye before departing.
"So," Santana said, in a playful tone of voice, "I'm gonna let you get changed, and I'll go get changed," she handed Brittany the bag her mum had brought, "Then I'm going to do your hair. And your makeup. Then... Well, you'll see," Santana finished with a wink. Brittany couldn't help but elicit a giggle, "Okay." Standing up, Brittany hugged Santana, before she was left to get changed. Santana smiled as she got dressed in the next room. Knowing Brianna, when she heard Santana ask for dressy clothes, they would be some of the dressiest that Brittany owned, besides formal wear. And Santana couldn't wait to lay her eyes on the blonde beauty.
Once Santana had left, Brittany opened the bag. She set aside her makeup bag, and pulled out the clothes her mum had packed for her – a pink and blue silk halter neck top, a long black flowing skirt, and a navy and white blazer. Brittany smiled to herself, her mum always knew what clothes worked, and what clothes didn't. These are kind of dressy... I bet Santana told her to pack nice clothes... Brittany chuckled to herself as she got dressed.
Santana had finished dressing, and fixing her hair and makeup, then headed back to her room, knocking on the door, "You ready B?" On the other side of the door, Brittany was standing at the mirror, adjusting the collar on her blazer, "Yeah I'm good," she called out. Walking into her room, Santana immediately spotted Brittany by the mirror, "You look so beautiful," she breathed out, walking towards her girlfriend.
Brittany turned, smiling at the sight of Santana in a one-shoulder loose fitting deep red top, knee length black skirt, and short cut denim vest. "So do you," smiled the blonde, her eyes unashamedly lingering over Santana's body. The girls embraced each other, Santana kissing Brittany's cheek, "Ready to be pampered like you should be?" she whispered. Brittany couldn't help but giggle a little, a big smile on her face as deep hazel eyes met bright blue. Santana took Brittany's hands, and lead her over to her dresser, "Take a seat beautiful," she said, placing a tender kiss on Brittany's lips, before turning to retrieve the girls' makeup bag from the bed.
Brittany kept trying to hep Santana, so much so Santana seriously considered finding something to tie Brittany down to the chair. After many delays because of Brittany, Santana finally finished Brittany's hair and makeup. "It's amazing, thankyou," Brittany said upon seeing the finished product. Santana beamed at her girl as she stood up, taking hold of her hands, "Anytime. Now, are you ready for the rest of your day?" Brittany smiled shyly, giggling a little, and nodded her head. "Come this way gorgeous," Santana said as she led Brittany from her room.
Santana's plans included a picnic lunch (which was move inside to the family room in front of the fireplace, because of the light rain outside), massages, cuddles and kisses. The pair listened to music; a playlist Santana made of all their favourite songs. While they were cuddled up together by the fire, Brittany sighed happily, "What did I do to deserve you?" Santana simply smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to Brittany's cheek, "You exist. That's what."
Brittany looked so peaceful when Santana left her asleep by the fire. She'd drifted off as the pair just lay there, holding each other. Once she reached the kitchen, Santana turned the kettle on, and got mugs out for hot drinks. There was still some caramel sponge cake left, so as the kettle boiled, Santana cut off a big slice, and put it on a plate with two forks, then fixed two hot chocolates, and wandered back to Brittany.
Santana smiled to herself as she walked in the room, Brittany was still asleep, and looked like an angel, she thought. Sitting down quietly beside her slumbering girlfriend, Santana put the try with the drinks and cake aside, and gently stroked Brittany's arm. "Wakey wakey princess," she softly said, "I've got hot chocolate and cake." Brittany didn't respond, so Santana brushed the hair away from Brittany's face, and softly kissed her cheek. This seemed to do the trick, as a smile spread across Brittany's lips and her eyes fluttered open.
"Brought you a drink," Santana smiled, handing Brittany a mug as she sat up. "Thankyou," Brittany replied, kissing Santana's lips softly as she took the mug. "Sorry I fell asleep," Brittany said, taking another sip from her mug. "Don't worry," Santana lightly chuckled, "You look like an angel when you're asleep." Brittany shot Santana a playfully suspicious look, "And when I'm awake?" she retorted, an eyebrow raised. "Still and angel. Because that's what you are." Brittany rolled her eyes at the comment as the pair cuddled up to each other.
Later on in the evening, Santana dropped Brittany off at home. And as they pulled up out front of her house, Brittany's dad's car was in the driveway. "C-come in wi-with me... Pl-please?" Brittany said, her voice and body shaking. Santana gripped Brittany's hand over the centre console, "Of course. I'll stay as long as you want me too okay?" "Thankyou," Brittany said as the pair got out of the car, and headed inside, quickly running up to Brittany's room.
Once in her bedroom, Brittany made sure the door was completely closed, before attaching herself to Santana. "Shh, it's okay baby," Santana whispered, rubbing Brittany's back, "He can't hurt you anymore, I wont let him." Brittany was still shaking, so Santana, still holding onto Brittany, led her over to the bed, and gently lifted her up. Sitting beside Brittany, Santana stroked the girls hair, "Do you want anything babe?" she softly asked. "I... Some juice... But he..." Santana cut Brittany off, cupping the girls cheek, "I'll go down, it's okay. Will you be okay here for a couple of minutes while I go get it?" There was still terror, and fear in Brittany's eyes as she nodded in response to Santana's proposal. "Back in a minute," Santana said, pressing a soft sweet kiss to Brittany's lips before she headed downstairs.
Before she walked around the corner to enter the kitchen, Santana paused at the sound of a hushed and heated argument between Brittany's mum and dad. "She's your daughter.. Our daughter Josh. How could you do that?" "Ohh and what was I supposed to do Bri?" "Talk to her. Love her. Not hit her, that's for sure!" "I can't believe you're okay with this... This... Abnormality. Letting that... Demon girl put ideas into Brittany's mind!" "Santana," Brianna stated, with emphasis, "Makes Brittany happy. The happiest she's been in a long time. Which if you took the effort, you would see!" "Brittany, she's..." "What Josh? What is she? Say it. Go on, spit it out!"
"Stupid Bri. Look at her grades! This... Santana," he spat out with malice, "Is probably taking advantage of this." "You're wrong Josh," Brianna said, utter disbelief in her voice. Suddenly, realising she'd been standing there awhile, and that Brittany was probably starting to worry, Santana took a deep breath, and walked around the corner.
"She's right, you are wrong," Santana said as she walked to the fridge, not even looking at Brittany's parents. "Watch your mouth girl. And what would you know?" Josh hissed at Santana, as Brianna watched on silently. "A lot more than you clearly," Santana retorted, anger in her voice as she poured two glasses of juice, and then put the juice away, "Like that Brittany is a lot smarter than people give her credit for." Josh rolled his eyes, "You idiot, She's practically failing..." Santana cut him off, "Brittany may not be the most booksmart girl. But she has a lot of wisdom about other things. Like life. And love." "What, like she's in love with you?" Josh mocked.
Santana looked him in the eye, and simply nodded. "She's a fool." Santana then shook her head, "No, you are. You couldn't see she loves you. That she is still the same girl she's always been. She fucking adored you. And you did what you did? Only a fool would completely turn his back on someone like that. His own daughter." Brianna still watched on, in silence, stunned, as Josh delivered his ultimatum. "No, you are the fool you child. After I tell Brittany what I'm about to tell you, you're going to be the fool." Santana crossed her arms, "Yeah? And what would that be huh?" "She has to choose. Choose me and forget about you. Or if she chooses you, which I doubt she will, she loses me."
While this had been going down, Brittany, although somewhat scared, wandered downstairs to see where Santana was. And like Santana had initially done, Brittany stopped shy of rounding the corner into the kitchen, and listened in to what was going on. Brittany was shocked by everything her dad was saying. And smirked proudly at everything Santana said back. Then her dad spat out his ultimatum. Brittany had to put her hand to her mouth to keep herself quiet. Despite what had happened, Brittany just could not believe what her dad had just said.
There was silence. Until Brittany heard her mum speak up. "Josh, you... You don't mean it, do you?" "Yes I do Bri. Brittany has to pick. Me, or that slut." It hurt Brittany to hear her dad talk about Santana like that, with such harsh words. Brittany, in that moment, knew what she had to do, without even a seconds thought about it.
Rounding the corner, Brittany came into view of everyone, but Brittany only had eyes for one person. Keeping her eyes focused on that person, Brittany kept walking to them. And before anyone could speak, Brittany threw her arms around Santana's shoulders, and crashed her lips into Santana's, kissing her hard, not caring that both her parents were watching on, shocked at how bold Brittany was being, as it was slightly out of character for her. Santana, at first, was stunned at the boldness of what Brittany was doing, but the melted into the kiss, reciprocating with just as much force, and wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist, kissing her girlfriend back.
Once the pair finally broke from the heated kiss, Brittany stayed in Santana's arms, and turned to face her dad, whose face held shock still, mixed with anger. "I am who I am daddy. And I love who I love. I'm in love with Santana. Choosing you would mean changing me. And I'm not changing me for anyone. Ever. It would be wrong to try." Brianna stood there, and smiled proudly at her daughter. "You're so brave, and beautiful. Fuck I'm so damn lucky to have you," Santana whispered into Brittany's ear. "I don't want to be someone I'm not. So bye daddy," Brittany said. "Told you Brittany was smart, didn't I," Santana said, evil cheekiness in her voice, smirking towards Josh. "I... I..." was all Josh was able to stutter out at his daughters speech, and didn't move. "I believe Brittany said bye, Josh," Brianna said sternly, walking to stand by Santana and Brittany. At that, Josh couldn't form any kind of reply, and quietly left the house.
A/N: Hope you all enjoyed the update! A little bit of drama, but as I've said, Brittana is endgame in this fic, and they don't break up. So hopefully no-one thought Brittany would choose her dad over Santana! Brittany's dad is now completely out of the picture. He won't be reappearing again.
There's still actually quite a bit to come in this fic. I've still got a few ideas I want to write out.
So remember, any questions, feel free to DM me. And leave reviews, reviews are nice :)