I apologize for the delay, and thank you for understanding. I was dealing with a few issues medical and otherwise, things have become less hectic/stressful and so I've been able to get back to writing.


"Quinn."

"Terpsichore." Quinn said evenly.

"I go by Whitney." the woman said glancing around at the other patrons.

"Well Whitney," Quinn eyed the taller, older woman "what is your problem with my sister?"

"You and I both know she is more Ares than you, she is like Phobos, Deimos."

"Santana is her own person and nothing like those two idiots," Quinn rolled her eyes before changing her tone and demeanor "what she is though is your daughter's soul mate, and I will fight Zeus himself to keep my sister happy so think before you make another move." Quinn's eyes quickly changed from hazel to black as she growled at the nervous muse. "I promise if you mess with my little sister I'll show you how very much like my father I am."

"I..."

"Smile and take my hand." Quinn commanded, it didn't matter that Terpsichore was older or the daughter of Zeus, Quinn was a full god, her status was higher than a muse who was part Titan. Taking Quinn's hand as the younger goddess commanded the muse waited, Quinn knew she could read Terpsichore because she could read Brittany, it didn't matter the woman was being a bitch, everyone deserved happiness. Pushing through the fog of anger and loneliness Quinn found the smiling face she was looking for, nodding she released the other woman's hand "When my sister returns with Brittany you will not stand in their way or they'll need to find a replacement muse am I clear? Because so help me the House of Ares will not tolerate an act of violence against one of their own." Blinking when she heard noise behind her Quinn's eyes faded back to hazel.

"Hello Miss? Your table is ready."

"Oh, thank you." Quinn smiled following where the man gestured.

Matt waited until they were tucked away in the corner before asking "No flaming sword?"

"Shut up." Quinn shoved his shoulder laughing.

"I'm just saying it works for Santana and Uncle Ares." Matt teased.


Knowing what Santana would want Quinn ordered for her while they waited, if she didn't return Quinn was going to take it to go.


Fingers intertwined the girls walked back to the restaurant, Brittany beaming as the current flowed back and forth through their bodies "So wait," Brittany kept walking but glanced down at Santana "am I getting all this stuff free because I'm your soul mate?"

Santana chewed her lower lip before hesitantly asking "Would you be mad if I said yes? I mean is it wrong to want my soul mate safe and her family and friends protected?"

"I think it's cute." Brittany leaned down kissing Santana's cheek causing the Latina to blush. "You're so cute."

"I'm not cute, you're cute, puppies are cute." Santana mumbled trying to act insulted, Brittany grinned knowing better. "Listen, I'm sorry your lunch with your mom is going to be about how much she hates me."

"If she wants me to stay she won't be mean, you're my girlfriend and she has to get used to it." Brittany shook her head.

"So I'm your girlfriend?" Santana tilted her head smiling.

"Aren't we? Is there like a dating timeline to follow that says I can't call you my girlfriend until we've been on some many dates?" Brittany asked frowning "Cause if there is that rule sucks, I already know I'm going to marry you so I should get to call you my girlfriend now." Santana smirked, bringing Brittany's hand to her lips she kissed the back of Brittany's hand saying.

"You can call me whatever you want sweetie."

Brittany squealed before asking "So I have your phone number I should give you mine."

"If it's the number you called me from it's already in my phone." Santana admitted, Quinn had teased her mercilessly about it when she caught Santana saving the blonde's phone number.


The girls were smiling when they re-entered the restaurant, Brittany waved at Matt who was happy to see they were together, Quinn nodded at the duo a very smug smile on her face leading Santana to quickly kiss Brittany's cheek whispering "You might want to check on your mom."

Nodding Brittany finally released Santana's hand, the girls joined their tables, Santana happy at the sight of the food being waked to their table. "Spill Cousin." Matt wanted to know everything.

"You first." Santana arched her eyebrow at Quinn.

Sipping her ice tea Quinn innocently shrugged "I just told her she should be nice."

"Why don't I believe that?" Santana asked.

"She threatened to whip her ass." Matt practically giggled, Santana gasped.

"You..."

"I didn't threaten, I simply promised that if she hurt you she would get to see which of us was more like Ares." Quinn said simply. Santana couldn't help but laugh, Quinn looked sweet and innocent but when they first met, the blonde hadn't embraced her love goddess side.

"It's okay Brittany's got my back." Santana promised.

"And I got you both." Quinn promised.


"Before you say anything I need to tell you, if you say mean things about Santana I'm leaving, she's my soul mate and I love her." Brittany waited, she knew her mom had something to say.

"I'm sorry I acted that way, I worry." Whitney said glancing over at the trio. "She is the daughter of a war god, they have tempers...all of them."

"Santana won't hurt me." Brittany shook her head. "She will do everything in her power to protect me."

Whitney rolled her eyes "They all hurt everyone, Zeus, Hera all of them..."

"Mom." Brittany shook her head "You can not judge her by others actions, you taught me that." Whitney huffed causing Brittany to add "Your father slept with everyone, her father slept with everyone, Do you sleep with everyone?"

Her mother gasped "No, I..I..."

"Exactly." Brittany shook her head. "Santana isn't her dad." Brittany glanced at Santana winking at her, the Latina blushed.

Clearing her throat Santana almost spit her drink when Quinn asked "So when is Brittany coming over to meet your mom?"

Swallowing Santana asked "Sorry?"

Quinn repeated slower "When...is ...Brittany...coming...over...to...meet...your...mom?" Matt patted Santana's shoulder, Santana hadn't told either of her parents about her love life, it was true when Santana blurted it to Ares he didn't care but Santana's mom was a little more conservative. "We got your back, we don't care who you love as long as you're happy."

"Hopefully my mom feels the same way." Santana sighed. She hadn't seen her mom in years, sure they kept up with the times and had social media, cell phones and email but it wasn't the same. "I know I'll have to talk to her sooner or later about Brittany..."

"I recommend sooner." Quinn held out her cellphone

"When I get home from work I will call her." Santana brushed Quinn's hand aside. "And then... no matter what she says I'm going to dinner with Brittany, I am not letting anything mess this up." Santana said determinedly

"Yea cause you can do that on your own." Matt nodded earning an elbow from Santana.

"Dick."

Matt chuckled promising "No worries Cousin, I got your back, I know the best flower shop in town."

"He does." Quinn nodded "I use them too."

"So where are you taking her to dinner?" Matt asked.

"Um, I'm not, she asked me out." Santana admitted before panicking. "Oh my gods, she's going to see the apartment."

"There is nothing wrong with our apartment." Quinn shook her head "Our decoration are tasteful and..."

"You have a huge television." Matt added.

"That's just it, I mean I don't know how she's been living, what if it's too much for her?" Santana asked wide eyed.

"Okay," taking both of Santana's hands in hers Quinn smiled "focus on me and breathe, in through the nose and out through the mouth. Now listen to me but keep breathing," Matt took the hint to breathe with Santana "she loves you, I know it wouldn't matter where you live, you could live in the park for all she would care. She'd probably just take you home with her, she loves you, I've seen it in her eyes...although I've seen lust there too." Quinn added with a chuckle, Santana blushed, though she would deny it. "You are so secure about everything else in your life, trust yourself with her, just be honest tell her you're scared of fucking things up. She'll understand."

Still getting her breathing under control Santana glanced at Brittany who smiled at her, it was that easy, Brittany made her nervous and relaxed at the same time, Santana smiled at Brittany before turning to Quinn "Hopefully my mom's better at hearing this than her mom."