Hey guys. First off thank you all so much for the great support and reviews! They totally make my day. Now for the chapter, it has a quite a bit of Santana's history in this one. I hope you guys will like it. Anyway hope you enjoy!

Quinn watched on worriedly as Santana quietly rocked Alejandra. She hadn't said a word after she said Brittany's name. But Quinn could read her emotions clear as day. Santana was hurting and was raw. She was pretty sure that if she didn't have Alejandra to take care of Santana would have been crying. God why did I have to go and do that? I feel like I just broke her heart. 'I'm so sorry Santana. I never meant to hurt you.' Quinn whispered softly.

Santana bit lip hard. She checked and sure enough Alejandra was asleep, so she placed her in her crib. Grabbed the baby monitor then motioned for Quinn to follow her. Now that Alejandra was taken care of Santana didn't know what to do with herself. She wasn't ready, she wasn't ready to see the girl who had held her heart for years. The girl that got her through so much and didn't even know it. It's not Quinn's fault, how could she have known that this would gut me? That I would need time to prepare. 'I'm not hurt Quinn, I should have realized you two would still be friends. I'm just...I was so shocked when I saw you. This is just...so much. This brings back so many things for me.' Santana looked up at Quinn her heart on her sleeve. 'I was so in love with her, so in love for weeks after I felt like I couldn't breath.' She whimpered softly, she didn't pull away when she felt Quinn pull her into her. 'I think there will always be a place in my heart that will only ever belong to her. It took me a long time to let go.'

Quinn closed her eyes as she held Santana tight. She should have known better. She knew from experience how hard it was to let Brittany go. Oh gods I am so sorry. 'I shouldn't have called her.'

'No, don't you dare apologize. Quinn I am so so very grateful and happy that you and Brittany are still close. And that Brittany obviously loves you enough to make you call her when someone she knows is hurt. It's a wonderful thing Quinn, don't ever apologize for that. So many things happened. I will just always regret that Brittany and me never got to really see where we could have gone. Or ever got closure.' Santana pulled away from Quinn wiping away some tears. 'This is so very hard, but I think no matter how much time I got to prepare, it wouldn't have made it any easier.'

Quinn nodded, the whole situation was not making her guilt about not telling Santana the whole story worse. She wanted to tell her, but she didn't want to be the one to hurt Santana even more. In her opinion Santana had had more than enough hurt for a lifetime. 'She never stopped loving you either Santana. She has been driving me up the walls. She wanted to call you the second I told her I saw you.' Quinn didn't get anything else in it seemed Brittany was there. 'I'll get it.'

'Thanks, but you should just head out, I know your Captain needs you back.' Santana swallowed hard, it would be so easy to ask Quinn to stay. She obviously wanted to.

Quinn looked at Santana, she was right Quinn did have to get back. But she felt responsible for the situation Santana was in. And if Santana wanted her to stay she would. Consequences be damned. 'Are you sure?'

Santana smiled crookedly, this was a side of Quinn she hadn't ever really seen before. She was obviously worried. And although Brittany was her friend now, she was offering to be there for Santana to help out in any way she could. 'You are very sweet Quinn. But I think I need to do this on my own. Now go get your man and please stay safe.'

'If it's ok can I come by tomorrow? I would really like to get to know Alejandra and her mama better.' Quinn asked shyly, seeing Santana with her daughter was amazing. It also explained so much, and she might have the slightest crush on Santana daughter. She was so beautiful.

Santana beamed at Quinn. She had been so worried about Quinn's reaction to Alejandra, but it seemed that Quinn took to Aljandra like a duck to water. My girl has her first girl! So my girl. 'I would actually really love that Quinn. You can come to the park with us, maybe show Dre's mama where the damn Zoo is?'

Quinn grinned, now that she could do. 'Sure, I'll even let you think you found it without my fantastic navigational skills.' She chuckled at Santana's slight scowl. At least Santana seemed to be a little more at ease. Brit won't hurt her you know that. And they do both need to sort things out. Closure is a powerful thing. Something Brit needs desperately too.'Well I should go before Brit breaks down the door. See you soon San.'

'See you soon, and stay safe.' Santana reiterated and then watched Quinn walk off. She sighed as she waited. The whole day that had already bee so incredibly long was going to turn into an even longer day and all Santana really wanted to do was get under the covers and hide from the world for just a little while. Running is what you have been doing for ten years. Get a grip and face your past, and maybe you'll get back what you lost.

Quinn opened the door then quickly stepped outside. 'Hey Brit, glad to see you made it in one piece.' She admonished Brittany lightly, she knew it would just roll off Brittany's back so she didn't put to much effort in. She would hijack a plane if one of her friends needed her.

'And I didn't even hit any old ladies on my way here.' Brittany bit her lip then looked at her feet nervously. 'Is she ok?'

Quinn pulled Brittany in for quick hug and pecked her on the lips. 'She's tired and shook up, but ok. Brit be careful, for both your sakes.'

Brittany nodded she understood what Quinn was saying. She had baggage and it would be so easy to take out her frustration and anger and sorrow on Santana. 'I would never do that, and you know that. But I understand your concern Quinn. You are always protecting everyone, but you don't have to protect Santana from me.'

'I know, I know. I just...she is so different Brit.' Quinn gave Brittany a squeeze.

'And her daughter?' Brittany asked hesitantly. Her heart beating harder in her chest.

Quinn grinned. 'She's perfect. She looks just like Santana it's amazing.' Quinn knew she was gushing, but she couldn't help it. Alejandra had already stolen her heart and run off with it. She stopped talking though when she saw Brittany expression and wanted to kick herself. Stupid, Stupid! How could you be so stupid! 'I...'

Brittany shook her head. 'No, don't Quinn.' She looked Quinn in the eye. And she didn't like what she was seeing there. It wasn't pity, no Quinn never pitied her. But she did look guilty. 'I am sure that she is beautiful. How could something that Santana made not be perfect.' She smiled sadly as she felt that shard that had taken up permanent residence in her heart twist just a little bit deeper. 'Now go, we'll be fine. I'll see you at home.'

Quinn nodded biting her lip, she felt like she should stay, but she knew she couldn't. 'Love you Brit.' Quinn gave Brittany's shoulder a last squeeze then took of leaving Brittany staring at the partially open door.

'The time is now.' Brittany mumbled then opened the door and walked into Santana's home. I have wanted this for years, so why am I suddenly terrified? Brittany made it to the living room much faster than she would have liked then just froze. Santana was on the couch her head bowed and eyes closed. Obviously deep in thought as she rubbed her temples. Brittany didn't, couldn't move as her eyes raked over Santana taking in as much as she could. The conclusion she drew was not that surprising to her at all. Santana had grown into herself and was as beautiful as she ever had been. 'Hi.' She finally said softly.

Santana's head snapped up and then she just stared. It was definitely Brittany before her, but it wasn't the girl she had once loved so much. This was a grown woman. A stunning grown woman. 'Hi.'

Brittany bounced on the balls of her feet, she had been so focussed on getting to Santana that she had never thought about what she would actually say when she got there. She stared at her hands and then just started talking. 'I am so so angry with you right now. And at the same time I am so happy to see you.'

Santana got up slowly, she could see all the conflicting emotions she herself was feeling written clearly on Brittany's face. 'I know. And I wish I could take it away, but I can't.' Santana looked Brittany over and frowned. Brittany looked tired and worn and the twinkle that had once always been in her eyes was gone. And Santana wished she knew why.

Brittany nodded sadly, being a grown up sucked sometimes. And she missed being a teenager where her biggest worry had been should she wear her hair up or down. 'I need to understand what happened San, please you owe me at least that.'

Santana rubbed her temples again, she knew it was coming. With Quinn they were slowly building up to things. Getting bits and pieces out of the way. Breaking up their history into lumps, but this was Brittany. And she might have changed, but she was still Brittany. And she always wanted clarification and the complete story. It was just how she was. You owe it to yourself as well. She finally sighed. 'Then we better sit down. This might take a while.'

Brittany plopped onto the couch and waited. But it didn't seem like Santana was going to speak any time soon. 'Why is talking so hard?' Brittany asked rhetorically smiling slightly when Santana snorted.

'Because it means you actually have to deal with things.' Santana mumbled. 'I don't know how to do this Brit. I don't know where to start.'

Brittany lent her head back and stared at the ceiling noting that Santana really should get the place painted. Slowly she turned her head so she could see Santana. 'Well how about we start at the point where things started to going to shit?'

Santana blinked a couple times then smiled perplexed. 'You...' Sounded exactly like Quinn. She used to say stuff like that all the time.

'What?' Brittany frowned at the look on Santana's face. She couldn't couldn't decipher it. 'Why you looking at me like that?'

'It's just you sounded so much like Quinn there.' Santana muttered then quickly looked away, she really didn't mean to be a creeper. The situation was hard enough as it was she didn't have to add creepy to the list.

'Oh, well I guess we picked up on each others habits over the years. And we do live together.' Brittany shrugged innocently completely missing the fact that she had just cob smacked Santana.

I did not see that one coming. What does that even mean though? And Brittany is where Quinn picked up the weird calling for the sake of calling thing. Brittany used to do that all the time. Gods this is too weird. Santana cleared her throat quietly, she had some more pieces to the puzzle that was Quinn, but for the life of her she had no clue what they meant and how they fit together. Or exactly what they even were. 'I guess you would.'

'Why did you break up with me Santana? We both know we were both still in love with each other.' Brittany broke the silence again. It felt familiar. All the years they spent growing up together, when things got serious Brittany always guided the conversations between them. It was a weird kind of comfort.

Santana stared at her hands for the longest time. She could see her younger self so clearly in her mind. She had always put on such an air of being tough and pretended so hard that nothing touched her. But the truth was that she had been terrified and was always desperately trying to please parents that didn't love her. No matter what she accomplished. 'I was scared stiff of what would happen if people found out. I wasn't lucky with my parents like you were. My parents were...'

'Psychotic assholes.' Brittany finished Santana's sentence for her when she couldn't find the right words. Brittany certainly didn't have that problem.

Santana shook her head and laughed. 'That's very apt actually. I was working on it Brittany, that I can tell you.'

'I thought you were, but then...'

'Finn happened.' Santana rubbed her face and sighed loudly. Now they were getting to it really. Her outing and what happened after. 'My parents got even more psychotic when they found out their good for nothing daughter wasn't only a huge disappointment and burden to them, but a gay one.' Santana knew she sounded bitter, but the truth was she had washed her hands of her parents, and yet it still hurt. 'They always made things very clear to any one who cared to listen. They hated just about everyone equally, that included me and everything I did. They raised me to be hateful and bitter and never expect anything more from others. And for a long time I did.'

Brittany knew she was crying softly, but she didn't bother wiping her eyes, she just knew there were more to come. She took Santana's hand in her own and squeezed it softly just to let her know she wasn't alone. She didn't have to say anything. How can someone ever hate their own child, I will never understand that.

'They in essence put me under house arrest. I wasn't allowed to go out for anything not school related, and even those activities were very strictly monitored.' Santana held on to Brittany's hand tightly. It felt exactly like it used to. Safe. 'They threatened to send me to straight camp if I ever chose to act on my disease as they called it. And I was terrified they actually would. I checked them out and I had heard stories about them. They are horrible, and the things they do? Unconscionable. I couldn't end up in one of those Brit, I just couldn't.'

'So being outed didn't out you, it caged you even more.' Brittany whispered softly when Santana seemed to once again run out of steam. She had of course seen it happening, but at the time she didn't know why. She hadn't understood. God she must have been tearing herself apart inside.

'They never physically hurt me, they didn't have to. They had me hating myself completely it wouldn't have hurt me more than I was hurting myself. You were the one perfect thing I had.I was going to run away when I turned 18. I was planning on running to you, but I never got the chance.' Santana's jaw clenched painfully as she thought about what happened next. It was not something she liked to dwell upon. It would always hurt.

Brittany blinked. 'You were?' I knew it! I knew she would never just leave without telling me.

'Yea, I knew that they would never let me go while I was still I was still a minor, appearances were everything after all, but I didn't think they would do what they did.' Santana got up and started pacing, she needed to order her thoughts a little. Every time it kills me again. 'The night of my 18th Birthday my parents unceremoniously plucked me out of bed and dragged me into their car and started driving. I was in my pyjamas and didn't have time to even grab my wallet or phone. I had nothing, not even shoes. They drove for hours, I don't even know how many. And then they stopped in the middle of no where and told me to get out.' Santana wiped her eyes, she refused to cry over it. She had no tears to spare for anything her parents had done, or hadn't done. 'They abandoned me miles from anywhere. I walked for hours until I came into a small town. By that time it was night time again. I was in pain and exhausted. I hadn't eaten anything for more the 24 hours and my feet were bleeding.' Santana tried to smile reassuringly at Brittany, who looked devastated. She is still so amazingly compassionate. 'On the outskirts of Hendrickson there's a diner...I tried to break in I was just so hungry and tired. But I suck at breaking and entering and I got caught by the Sheriff and the owner Rose. See I tried to break into the Sherrif's wife's diner.' Santana smiled at the memory, that day was then the worst day in her life but it was also her saving grace. 'I should have landed in jail for that, but Rose took one look at me and I guess her Italian mama gene kicked in. She had me sitting down and food in front of me before I knew what was happening. The Sheriff in the meantime cleaned up my feet and bandaged them. I felt so humiliated and ashamed, so utterly useless. But I knew I had to swallow my pride and take the help offered I would never have been able to survive otherwise.' Santana twirled her finger taking a second to just let things sink in. Then looked Brittany in the eye. 'They took me in. Sheriff Bradley Cooper helped me get into the High School there and I worked at the Diner to help out. They are good people, they don't have a lot, but they never hesitated to help me. Brad was an Army man before he retired and took up being Sheriff and over the few months I lived with them he talked about his army days all the time. At first I would roll my eyes but listen just to humour him. But as I got to really listening I just, I found what I wanted. A few weeks before I graduated High School I signed up, and a week after graduation I started boot camp. And since then I have been pretty much deployed. Never back state side for more than a few months at a time.'

Brittany furiously wiped her tears, it all made perfect sense. Finally she understood, it hurt to know that Santana had to go through all that. But she could see it only made Santana into this person. This incredibly strong, honest, kind and brave woman. 'You could have called.'

Santana knelt down in front of Brittany taking her hands in her own. She needed Brittany to really understand what she was going to say next. 'I wanted to, a million times. But I was so ashamed. How could I ever be enough for you when my own parents hated me, when I hated myself. I had to prove myself, and not to any one except myself.' Santana's heart clenched painfully at the hurt in Brittany's eyes, but she was being nothing but completely honest. 'I hated myself Brit, I hated myself so much that I don't know what would have happened if the Coopers hadn't found me. I knew if I called you I would run back to you, I would run back to Lima and I would have suffocated there. It would have slowly killed me.'

Brittany knew that Santana was probably right, but it killed her. And she didn't want it to be true. She had seen it, but never acknowledged it. Santana had been drowning in her self hate. But she couldn't. She got up and tried to push Santana away, but Santana wouldn't let go. So she pushed her, out of anger and sorrow and so much hurt. She kept on pushing until she couldn't stand up straight and fell into Santana. 'I needed you! I needed you so fucking much. You broke my heart, and were just gone! I needed you! You promised me that you would always be there. And when I needed you you were gone. I fucking needed you!' She choked into Santana's shoulder not sure whether she was trying to pull Santana closer or push her away.

Santana knew she was sobbing just as hard as Brittany as Brittany let all the pent up emotions out. She didn't fight her when Brittany shoved her and she didn't pull away when she pulled her to her so hard that she knew she would have bruises. She had done this, and she wished she could fix it. But she couldn't, the only thing she could do was just be there. 'I am so sorry. So sorry.' She whimpered when Brittany finally stopped struggling and held on to her just as tight as Brittany was holding on to her.

Quinn was a wreck she felt so utterly guilty and knew that she was putting bot her friends through an emotional upheaval. And neither was ready, but then again she didn't think they ever would be. 'Kerry we got everything?'

'Yip, signed sealed and about to be delivered. You did good in there.' Kerry plopped onto Quinn's desk and frowned. 'You weren't there though.'

'What do you mean, who the fuck else got that confession, I sure thought that was me.' Quinn snapped angrily, she might not have been completely focussed on things, but she knew she had done her job, and done it well. She wouldn't let anyone doubt that, not even Kerry.

Kerry folded her arms then simply cocked her eyebrow. 'Don't even start with me Quinn. You are fucking good at your job, and I just told you you did good. But I know you were not all there. Now you wanne talk about it or are you gonna bitch at me? Cause I am not down with that.'

Quinn closed her eyes then slowly breathed out slowly. She's right, she didn't do anything wrong. 'Come on lets get out of here, Captain said we are good to go. You up for a walk?'

'Sure, if there is food involved.' Kerry said easily as she put on her jacket and followed Quinn out.

'I swear you would sell your mother for a free meal.' Quinn scoffed playfully then burst out laughing when Kerry just shrugged. 'I'm telling her that the next time I see her.'

Kerry shoved her lightly. 'You wouldn't dare, my mother would tan my hide!'

Quinn snorted then cocked her eyebrow and grinned evilly. 'Oh wouldn't I?'

'You suck.' Kerry muttered, she really never could tell with Quinn. She had the best poker face she had ever seen.

'So I have been told, apparently I am very good at it too.' Quinn waggled her eyebrows. She absolutely loved the look on Kerry's face when she caught on to Quinn's innuendo.

'Ewww.' Kerry scrunched her nose. 'I do not need that visual Quinn, really don't need that.'

'I thought you were so curious about my personal life.' Quinn said dryly. She knew Kerry was only trying to be a friend and a good partner, and Quinn really did appreciate it. And if she really wanted to be friends she would have to get to know the home Quinn.

'Not that curious.' Kerry laughed, this was another new side to Quinn. And she liked it. 'So you gonna tell me what's eating you?'

Quinn walked until she was sure they were alone. 'I called Brit when I was waiting for Santana, and she of course insisted on making sure for herself that Santana was ok.'

Kerry nodded then waited a second to see whether Quinn was going to continue, or whether this was going to be another interrogation style conversation. 'Ok, but what is the problem there? Don't you think giving them the opportunity to work out whatever there once was will help them both get closure and renew their friendship?'

'I know it will. It's just...you didn't see Santana.' Quinn bit her lip. 'She looked completely shattered. I did that, I shattered her.'

'Nope, no way. You did nothing wrong. And I bet you a hundred bucks Santana won't fault you either. The only thing you are guilty of is being a good friend. You have given her the opportunity to reconnect with someone that was obviously incredibly important to her. I didn't miss the way she looked at that photo yesterday Quinn. Trust me when I say she needs this. And maybe so does Brittany. Closure is a very powerful thing.' Kerry made sure that Quinn got what she was saying. She of course didn't know that she was echoing Quinn's own thoughts.

'I know, I know, I just hate that I couldn't stay and I don't know keep an eye on them, but had to run off.' Quinn kicked her toe into the dirt as she slowed down. They were nearly at Kerry's favourite Dlly, which meant people and end of conversation.

'I know, and that's because you are a good person Quinn. But I think some things are better said between four eyes. Let them use the opportunity to say what they have to say to each other. If they need you they'll let you know. And you know that.' Kerry squeezed Quinn's shoulder. 'Now damn it I'm hungry, feed me!'

Quinn shook her head that was Kelly for you. 'Just when I think you are growing up you do that. But still thanks, I needed to hear that.'

'You already knew it.' Kerry shrugged dragging Quinn with her. It had been a very long week. She wanted food then sex then bed. In that order. I hope you took your Vitamins Adam cause I am gonna rock your world!

Brittany had climbed out of Santana's window and sat on the fire escape and waited for Santana. Alejadra had started crying. So Brittany took the time to pull herself together. God I am so fucked up.

'Penny for your thought.' Santana said softly as she climbed out and sat down next to Brittany.

Brittany turned to Santana and smiled. 'It's not worth a penny, but I'll share it any way.' Brittany lent against the railing and looked out down into the alley bellow as she gathered her thoughts. 'I'm sorry about shoving you. I shouldn't have done that.'

'You had every right Brittany. I don't blame you.' Santana watched Brittany closely as she looked at the ground bellow. There was so much hurt in Brittany's face, and she was pretty sure it wasn't all about her. Oh god I wish I knew that was wrong. I really did fuck up things good.

'Then I'll just blame myself. This was not about me, this was about you. I asked you about what happened. And I am so proud of you. Don't doubt that, please.' Brittany turned back to Santana she needed to make things right. 'I missed you San, and I am so happy you are here now. And please, don't feel guilty. You did what you had to do.'

'I shouldn't have cut you out, I just...I thought I had lost everything you know. Now looking back I still had some very good things and people back in Lima. I mean I had you and your parents, who always treated me like I was family. And I had Quinn, although we both had our heads up our asses back then. And my Abuela, I should have thought things through better and gotten back in contact with you all.' Santana shook her head at her own train of thought. Shoulda woulda coulda Santana, you can't change the things you did. You did what you thought was right. For better or worse it is done. Now you fix what was broken, not everyone gets a second chance. 'But as much as I want to, I can't change that. But if it means anything to you, I never stopped loving you Brit. You were always near. And I am here now. I know it's not the same, but I would really love to get my best friend back.'

Brittany nodded, that was what she wanted too. Santana had always known exactly what to say to calm her down. Funny she still did. 'Me too.'

'Good. And I hope one day you'll trust me enough to tell me what has you so heartbroken.' Santana whispered the last part and gave Brittany a soft smile. She wouldn't push. She never had with Brittany. Sooner or later Brittany had always told her what was wrong. She hoped that was still true.

Brittany wasn't even surprised that Santana could apparently still read her that well. She had always silently agreed when Quinn had teased them about sharing two halves of the same brain. 'I will, but I'm not ready yet.'

'Ok then.' Santana lent back and closed her eyes, she felt better. She felt lighter and she knew that she and Brittany would be ok. Eventually. She cocked her head then smiled softly. Alejandra was being very fussy, not that she blamed her. It hurt to break your arm. Plus she was more than likely hungry again as well. 'Brittany do you...do you want to meet my daughter?' Santana asked shyly, she really wanted to introduce them. It was important to her. Should probably tell her I made her one of the Godmothers.

Brittany shot up panic hitting her like a ton of bricks. 'I can't.' She frantically climbed back into Santana room. 'I'm sorry.' She managed to choke out then took of like a shot. She wasn't ready, she just wasn't ready for that.

Santana tried to chase after Brittany, but it was useless by the time she reached the living room Brittany was already out the door and Alejandra was screaming for her. She immediately hurried to Alejandra and picked her up. 'It's ok Dre, I know it hurts. You hungry baby?' She asked softly as she shrugged of her shirt and settled on her bed stroking Alejandra's cheek. She wouldn't cry, not while she had Alejandra in her arms. But she knew she would. Santana could have taken anything Brittany dished out, but rejecting her daughter? That was not one of them. And she just didn't understand it. Brittany had always loved children. What the fuck was that? 'Te amo Alejandra. Always remember your mama loves you more than anything in the world.' Santana kissed Alejandra on top of her silky soft hair drawing peace from the simple act. Right in that moment she was content. She would cry later and try to understand what had just happened.

Quinn groaned as she kicked off her shoes. It felt so good. And when you worked the hours she sometimes did it was amazing how much something as simple as finally kicking off your shoes when you got home from work meant. She slowly made her way to her room. She needed a hot bath a glass of wine and a long nights sleep. 'I feel so old.' Quinn yelped surprised when someone shoved her against the wall. She relaxed a second later. 'Brit...'

Brittany cut Quinn off by smashing their lips together. She didn't want to talk she didn't want to think. She wanted to feel. 'You are way to sexy to be old.' She husked into Quinn's ear and grinned when she heard Quinn groan. 'I'm going to make you scream Q. Wrap your legs around my waist.' Brittany ordered firmly she knew that Quinn loved it when she took charge every now and then.

Quinn wanted to protest, but every time she opened her mouth Brittany kissed her hard. Finally Quinn kissed back just as hard she needed it just as much. We'll talk later. 'No more talking Brit.' She growled as she nipped Brittany's ear. Finally getting a word in. It felt so good.

Brittany moaned when Quinn sucked and nipped a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. 'If you don't stop I'm going to drop you.'

Quinn snorted when Brit squeezed her ass, but stopped so Brittany could get them to her room. When they got there Brittany dropped her on the bed then quickly straddled her. 'Now what?' Quinn husked grinning up at Brittany.

Brittany zeroed in on the buttons on Quinn's shirt and snarled angrily at them as she tried to get them to cooperate. God she hated shirts with buttons. 'Now I'm going to strip you and then fuck you.' She lent down and sucked Quin's bottom lip in between her teeth and bit it lightly.

Quinn moaned loudly then bruised their lips together, kissing Brittany fully and deeply. 'You are wearing to many clothes.' She muttered when they broke the kiss to breathe.

Brittany finally got all the buttons then the shirt and bra Quinn was wearing went sailing across the room. 'Not for long baby not for long.' Brittany reverently took of Quinn's belt, gun and badge and carefully placed them on the beside table. It still amazed her how good Quinn looked wearing them. It was hot. The pants and underwear were handled quickly as well and also landed somewhere. 'So fucking hot.' Brittany mumbled as her fingertips circled Quinn's nipples making Quinn jump slightly.

'To many clothes B!' Qiunn whined, she wanted her hands on a naked Brittany. She grinned happily when Brittany rolled her eyes, but very quickly stripped off her clothes. 'Now that is more like it. Fuck B you are so bloody hot.'

Brittany straddled Quinn again and looked down at her. Quinn was always just absolutely perfect. And she could spend days just staring at her. 'Tell me what you want Quinn.'

Quinn pulled Brittany down by the neck so they were nose to nose. 'I want you to do what you promised.'

Brittany moaned happily. With her thigh she spread Quinn then a second later she slowly entered Quinn with two fingers. 'You are so beautiful.' Britt kissed Quinn again this time slower as she started move. Quinn met every thrust with her hips. 'I love this, how incredibly responsive you are.' She pinched one of Quinn's nipples making her moan loudly as she clutched Brittany's back.

Quinn was breathing hard, Brittany knew her body so well she could play her like a Stradivarius. Every touch, every kiss and every look made her burn hotter and faster. She wasn't going to last long, she was so turned on. And Brittany knew it. 'More.'

Brittany knew she could drag it out, but she could see that Quinn needed it just as bad as she wanted to give it. So she used her thumb and circled her clit. Quinn gasped into her mouth and arched wildly. Brittany took that as a sign and started pumping faster.

Quinn was so close she could feel it building at the bottom of her spine making her dig her nails into Brittany's back who moaned loudly. 'So...close...'

'Then just come undone for me.' Brittany whispered into Quinn's ear as she thrust into her then curled her fingers hitting Quinn's sweet spot. Then watched as Quinn's eyes went blank as she screamed out her name. Brittany kept up an easy pace helping Quinn ride out her orgasm. When Quinn finally went slack she slowly pulled out. 'So gorgeous.' She watched Quinn as she gulped for breath. Quinn was stunning, she always had been. But when she let herself come completely undone she was even more so, if that was even possible.

'Wow...that was...I dunno...but wow.' Quinn greedily took deep breathes. When she saw Brittany's self satisfied grin she slapped her lightly on the bare stomach. 'Hey!'

Brittany giggled as she pulled Quinn into her. 'What I told you I would make you scream, and I did.'

'You are such a guy sometimes.' Quinn huffed teasingly. She listened to Brittany's hear pound steadily, she loved closeness like that. Just being together with someone. 'You want to tell me now what that was about? Mind you I am not complaining, but usually you like to drag things out...a lot.'

Brittany trailed her fingers over Quinn's back drawing intricate patterns as she tried to sort out her thoughts. She knew this would come. Quinn never let her get away with anything. 'Santana wanted me to meet her daughter.'

Quinn closed her eyes and sighed. She knew exactly what happened. 'And you freaked.'

'I ran.' Brittany said softly her hands stilling.

Quinn bit her lip from lashing out, it wouldn't do any good. It would simply make thins worse. She should have seen that one coming. I should have warned Santana. It must be killing her. 'That was a shit thing to do, but you can fix it Brit. You need to tell Santana, she won't understand otherwise.'

Brittany nodded. 'I will, I just need a day or two.'

'I'll talk to her tomorrow, I promise. But you have to talk to her soon.' Quinn hugged Brittany closed kissing her shoulder lovingly. 'She'll understand.' Quinn wanted to ask so badly what else had happened, but she knew Brittany would tell her when she was ready and not before. She would have to wait it out, or ask Santana.

'Quinn?'

'Yes?'

'Can I make love to you?' Brittany asked shyly, before what they had done was fuck, she had needed it. But she wanted tender and loving now. She wanted Quinn. And Quinn was always so utterly loving with her.

Quinn propped herself up and kissed Brittany slowly and thoroughly. 'I would love nothing more.'

Ok so yes I wrote some Quinn and Brittany love! :)