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Chapter 9: Team Santana

It was three days until the wedding and the whole gang was sitting in Rachel's living room chatting. The mood was rather cheerful and everyone was drinking beers and casually laughing.

Rachel: (she clapped her hands to get their attention) Guys! Guys! Your attention please! We gathered here today to come up with a setlist for the wedding.

Puck: (He scoffed) Way to ruin a good time!

Mercedes slapped him on his arm.

Mercedes: Hey!

Puck: Just saying…

Sam: Well he's not totally wrong.

Mercedes: (she scolded him) Sam!

Mercedes and Sam tried after high school to make things work between them but the romance was gone. They remained really close and best friends to each other without having found a better half for themselves yet.

Puck: (He bit back) Hey don't pick on us! We just mouth our opinion.

Blaine: Well… I kind of agree with them.

Kurt: Well you spend too much with them, you know? Although… (he mumbled) I'm not team wedding so much either.

Quinn got up. She felt the situation going out of control.

Quinn: Guys. Suck it up.

Puck: Chill up, Q.

Quinn and Puck were on and off for years now. They loved each other dearly after all those years and Quinn always felt herself beside him but she couldn't live with him. They would always fight and break up and then get back together. It was all Quinn's fault and she knew it.

Rachel: Guys, focus please. (She whispered to Finn) Do something.

Finn: Stop arguing people. Setlists is our thing. Why are you whining now?

Sam: Cause Santana's wedding isn't.

Tina: (she was shocked with what was happening) What is that now? What is happening?

Brittany was just staring all of them without saying anything. She was sad her friends felt that way; she thought she should defend Santana, even protect her. But she couldn't find herself liking that wedding for obvious reasons either. So she just stood there.

Mercedes: Santana is our friend…

Everyone now was yelling.

Blaine: She is and we love her and we think that she's making a mistake.

Tina: Oh my god when did that happen? Since when you don't like Leslie?

Everyone turned and look at Tina as if they were saying "Really?".

Tina: Well… okay… I know… we don't really spend time with her… and she's…

Puck: A bitch!

Quinn: Noah!

Puck: No! Unlike the rest of you. I've never liked her and Santana knows that. Look, I know Lopez and that girl isn't right for her. So I'm not happy with this thing. Fuck, that bitch told me the other day not to show up at her wedding if I'm not properly dressed! Fuck her, who does she think she is?

Quinn: She did what?

Quinn was really furious now. Everyone was mad by now. Brittany was looking at them wide eyed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Sam: She told me not to talk too much in her wedding.

Mike: She told me not to dance so much so I don't steal her thunder.

Finn: That bitch!

Rachel: Finn!

Finn: (he snapped) What?

Rachel: Nothing… (she whispered embarrassingly) she told me that she doesn't want us to sing at her wedding.

All of them screamed "what?", even Brittany did.

Rachel: Yeah I called her when they announced the date, because Santana wasn't answering her phone, she was just saying "leave me alone, Berry", so I called her and told her that we would like to sing at the wedding and I was really exited about it but she cut me off and said that she doesn't want that and she prefers a DJ instead. Well I didn't accept that. I told her that singing is our thing since we were kids; that we always sing everything off, that it's our tradition to sing at weddings. She again denied, she said that she can't have a bunch of amateurs singing at her wedding?

Quinn: She said what? She said that thing to you? I'm gonna kill her.

Mercedes: That little bitch!

Rachel: I told her that she'll find that we all are professionals but apart from that Santana is our person and we would like to express our love to her and we are going to sing either way. And I hung up the phone. She fights me ever since then but I've booked the best band and we are ready for the wedding. So please, guys, let's do it. It's for Santana.

Kurt: Does Santana know?

Rachel: No, she doesn't.

Tina: I don't know what to say. Leslie was always a very polite and sweet girl. They seemed pretty healthy together.

Mike was keeping an eye on Brittany all that time. She saw her face going all emotionless like that day she got hurt and was alarmed. He tried to stop the conversation.

Mike: Tina…

Tina: No, Mike, you don't know.

Mercedes: She's right. We don't know her that much but she was always supportive of Santana.

Puck: Supportive my ass! Santana gave up singing when she met her for god's sake!

Brittany stood up and yelled at everyone. It was either that or storming out, kidnapping Santana and both of them getting lost from everyone forever. But that plan would be perfect for a dream. In reality things was just so, so different. She should care for Santana differently.

Brittany: Please everyone just stop!

Everyone turned to see Brittany. They were confused as if they didn't know she was there. Everyone just lowered their heads like naughty kids.

Blaine: Well… I just forgot you were here.

Sam: Cause you never are.

Mercedes: Jesus, Sam!

Brittany: It's okay. But please, just stop. We have to support Santana.

Finn: So you support Santana marrying someone else?

Brittany: (she snapped tired of the same conversation about their relationship again and again) Santana and I broke up years ago! What did you expect, Finn? To abandon my best friend because of feelings long gone?

Finn: If you were here, this would never happen!

Rachel: Finn!

Brittany: If I was here, we wouldn't even speak to each other, trust me. (she turned to look at the others) Is that how you all feel? You blame me for Santana's life?

Sam: Britt, of course not. But we don't want that life for Santana and we know that you love each other and you are stupid that you are not together.

Brittany: Well you all should stop with that stuff. You are not helping either me or Santana. Our relationship is a thing of the past and our shit is our problem to care about. You know I love you all but you are not helping. And as you said I'm never here. So you miss a big part of me. So stop the accusations.

Tina: Britt, we never…

Brittany: As for Leslie, well… I'm not team Leslie so much either but this is what Santana chose. And she is a big girl she'll figure it out. I know that as her friends we can't be happy with that situation, but please, guys, let's calm, we are not helping her. Let's just be her team. (A sob escaped her lips and she felt so despaired) I can't abandon her even in her mistakes. I just can't.

Tears now were falling freely at her cheeks. Sam got up immediately and hugged.

Sam: Sorry, Britt.

Brittany relaxed in his embrace and cried more. Puck got up and hugged her too.

Puck: You know I dig you, Britt.

Brittany laughed a little.

Blaine: We really missed you, Britt.

Finn: Come on! Group hug.

Then the whole group got in a group hug with many eyes wet already. Brittany then lifted her head and smiled to all of them.

Brittany: (she spoke more cheerfully) Come on! We are singing at this wedding the glee way either Leslie likes it or not! We got to be there so at least let's just have fun!

They all cheered and laugh. The sat down and threw themselves to work. They avoided major love songs, and songs that were significant to Santana because each one of them somehow was connected with Brittany. They chose mostly funny songs, Santana's favourite singers. They created a party like setlist. Two hours and several beers later they heard a knock in the front door.

Quinn: I got it.

Quinn opened the door and saw a really depressed Santana waiting.

Quinn: Well that's a sight for eyes.

Santana pushed her and entered the apartment not being in mood for joking. As she entered the living room she saw everyone hanging out laughing and joking so carefree that her eyes filled with tears. For just a second she was back, senior year sitting in the choir room with all of them plotting against Warblers or planning Christmas or singing their hearts out and a warm feeling of happiness made her heart clench. But then she lifted her eyes, nobody had noticed her except for Brittany. Except the other part of her soul that for years now she tried to reach it to feel whole again but she kept going further away. Brittany smiled at her with all the love that she had for her. Her eyes were warm and glowing and Santana wanted to escape. She couldn't handle her being so close yet so far away from her. Then Brittany sat deeper on the couch and spread her arm inviting Santana to come and cuddle. Santana physically hurt at that site, at the possibility. She wiped her eyes and went and sank in Brittany's embrace. Brittany closed her arms around her and kissed her on her forehead whispering.

Brittany: Hey, honey…

Santana: Hey, Britt Britt…

The others saw them but they didn't say a thing. They let in their bubble for the rest of the night protecting them from the outside, hiding them. And for a little while everything was okay in the world again.