"How did I end up taking you to lunch?" Santana asked Quinn and Matt.
"We're celebrating our cousin's promotion." Quinn laughed.
"We could have had an office party." Santana muttered as the waked into Breadstix, since it was the one by her office the hostess immediately ran for the manager, Santana chuckled.
"Hey isn't that the future Misses?" Matt pointed then waved at Brittany when the blonde waved at him.
"Aaand she's with her mother...oh fuck." Santana stiffened up at the sight of the un-amused and tall curvy blonde with Brittany "It's Terpsichore."
"You're screwed." Matt shook his head.
"You're not dad." Quinn reminded. "And can you quit crushing my fingers?"
Santana glanced down at their hands, she hadn't realized she'd grabbed it during her initial panicking. "She hates me, Brittany's going to leave me because her mother hates me." Santana said loosing her grip on Quinn's hand.
"I don't think so." Matt shook his head "Because right now she's looking at her mom like she's crazy."
Glancing back over her shoulder at her mother Brittany walked straight for the trio, Santana swallowed at the determined look on the leggy blonde's face "Pretty sure she's pissed."
"Relax and breathe." Quinn tried to help but she knew Santana was too nervous, the only thing that would help would be leaving and Santana wasn't going to leave. "She looks more concerned than pissed San." Slipping between tables and easily missing the wait staff as she made her way to them Brittany did indeed look concerned.
Santana chewed her lower lip as Brittany stood in front of her, Brittany held out her hand releasing Quinn's hand Santana took Brittany's the shock was still there. "I think we need to talk." Santana nodded letting Brittany tug her out of the restaurant.
They'd walked quietly with Brittany leading the way, they bumped shoulders occasionally when Brittany changed directions, the shock from every touch causing them both to guilty glance at one another. Brittany had lead them to a bench in the park by the pond, they sat quietly next to one another, Santana didn't know what to say, she didn't know what Brittany's mother had told her. "Did you always know who you were?"
"Yes." Santana nodded still not looking at Brittany.
"I didn't, Mom told me when I was 14 when I brought home Mike." Brittany sighed "Mom fell in love with a mortal and that's where Mike's family line came in, we're cousins., I wish I could have met my brother."
"I'm sure he was nice like you." Santana squeezed Brittany's hand.
"That's what Mom said." Brittany nodded. "She said your dad is evil."
"He's an idiot that can't keep it in his pants but no, he's not evil." Santana shook her head "But with everything there is always two sides so he was always pitted against Athena, who was Zeus's favorite, he just did what was expected of him."
"He seemed nice when I met him." Brittany nodded then shrugged "Mom says you're mean like he is, but you've both been nice to me."
"She didn't seem happy to see me." Santana murmured.
"I told her I had a date tonight and when I told her your name she freaked out." Brittany admitted. "That's when she told me who you were."
"I was going to tell you, but I didn't know if you knew you were a muse or not." Santana said softly. "It's kind of a weird thing to bring up. I mean really how do you bring that up in a conversation?" Santana chanced a glance at Brittany saying "Hi I'm Santana Lopez, would you like a drink of my hot chocolate, by the way I got the recipe from my mom the Mayan goddess of love, surprisingly my dad's a Greek god, kind of a hoe so I have many brothers and sisters, his name is Ares."
Brittany giggled looking at Santana "Hi I'm Brittany, I love music and dance and I'm pretty sure it's because my mom's the muse Terpsichore, I don't have a dad though she had me all by herself. Oh and she hates your dad."
Santana gave an understanding shrug, her dad was an ass back in the day "I get that, he said she threatened to cut off his balls." Brittany cringed, Santana nodded.
"So he's your dad and Quinn's?"
"Yep, my mom was a one night stand kind of a thing."
"Oh."
"Yep, that's why I call him a hoe." Santana nodded then asked "So what do you want to do?"
"About?" Brittany asked confused.
"Us?" Santana gestured between them.
"We're going out tonight, aren't we?" Brittany looked upset.
"If you want to." Santana wasn't sure what to say.
"Of course I do." Brittany scoffed.
"What about your mom?" Santana didn't want to start any problems.
"My mom's not marrying you I am." Brittany shook her head then stuttered "I...I mean, you're my soul mate, and we're dating...aren't we?"
Santana smiled "Yes, yes to everything."
"I like everything." Brittany beamed. "But we have to wait to get married, we should live together first, but only after we've dated for a little bit."
