The stress of Beth's scare didn't carry over into breakfast. In fact, for Brittany, it felt right to be sharing a meal with the people around her. Quinn had been so nice since the first time they met and she was thankful for a great friend. The other girls in the dancing classes she had been in barely paid her any attention. When they did, it almost seemed as if they had ulterior motives. She couldn't even count how many times she had been asked for choreographic advice. But Quinn seemed to really enjoy her company. She actually asked her about her life rather than spilling out any of her drama.
Speaking of drama, Brittany continued to be amazed at how simple Puck and Quinn seemed to be around each other. Instead of bickering like most estranged couples and creating a hostile environment for their daughter, they actually got along. Seeing Puck with Beth was a complete 180 from the initial reaction she had from him at the football game. He is so gentle and loving with Beth. When she cried as she told them all why she hid earlier in the morning, Puck held her to his chest and rubbed her back soothingly, calming the girl tremendously. He seemed to be a really decent guy and she would almost be jealous of him and his friendship with Santana if she wasn't dating her.
Wait! Why did I think that? Brittany thought to herself. She could feel the blush on her face. She looked over to Santana who was making a goofy face at Beth. She wondered why she associated what they were doing as dating. Of course we aren't. Coffee isn't a date. More like friends enjoying each other's company…with their tongues down each other's throats. Was it a date? Does Santana think of it as a date too? She shook her head and looked over at Santana again. This time, Santana was looking back and had a cute smirk on her face. Brittany blushed again as she noticed the girl inching closer from her own seat.
"You okay?" Santana whispered when she was about an inch or so away from Brittany's ear. Brittany nodded excessively. Seemingly content by her response, Santana whispered again. "You wanna get out of here?"
Brittany smiled and wiped her mouth with her napkin. Santana took that as a cue to leave and cleared her throat. "Britt and I are gonna go. Thanks for the breakfast Quinn." Puck smirked as he bit into his eggs.
"Are you sure?" Quinn asked as Santana scooped the plate out of Brittany's hands before grabbing her own and taking them to the sink.
"Yeah, we made plans to hang out today."
"Oh ok, well you two have fun!" Quinn chuckled, winking at Brittany when Santana had her back turned. "Are we all still on for the ducks tomorrow?"
"Heck yeah!" Brittany responded too quickly before clapping a hand over her mouth. She noticed Beth's amused expression.
"You are gonna get it now," Beth egged her on when she noticed her mother's stern expression. Brittany looked over to Santana for help.
"Ba...Britt don't worry about Quinn," she paused. She was purposely avoiding Quinn's bitch smirk. She knew Quinn heard the slip. "I've said much worse in front of Beth."
"It's still no excuse," Brittany frowned slightly. "Do you guys have a swear jar or something?"
Quinn chuckled before squeezing Brittany's shoulder. "If we had a swear jar around here, Beth's college would be paid for already."
Brittany smiled at the reassurance and stood up from her chair. She watched as Santana finished cleaning the dishes for her friend. It was so cute the way they all interacted together. "Well I guess I'll see you two tomorrow?" Brittany asked, gesturing to Beth and Quinn. "You have to work, right Puck?"
Puck nodded. "Yeah hopefully within the next few weeks I get out of weekend duty. I'm missing all the hot action." Santana glared at him. "I just meant that it's hot out there at the park. Gotta work on my tan some more."
Brittany giggled and waited for Santana to finish drying her hands.
"Bye Brittany. I can't wait to show you and Miss Rachel the ducks tomorrow!" Beth grinned as she hugged Brittany's side. Brittany crouched down and gave the girl a proper hug.
"I can't wait. You have fun at school today, okay?" Beth nodded and ran to her room to get her school stuff ready.
"As long as the dumb boys don't say anything to her again," Santana pouted. Brittany poked at her playfully.
"Should we go visit this bully?" she joked.
"YES!" Puck and Santana both exclaimed, jumping up as if they were headed to do just that.
"No!" Quinn argued. "You can't go prey on little kids. Beth is a tough girl and she can stick up for herself."
"That's my baby. I will not have some idiot kid telling her things to make her sad," Puck said in defense.
"Let's arrange a meeting then, with his parents," Quinn suggested. She stared at Puck for a few moments before he gave in.
"Fine, but don't be surprised if the parents are total asses just like their kid."
"Daddy, mommy's gonna make you clean the kitchen again," Beth scolded him as she held onto her backpack.
"I'm sorry Beth," he apologized as he scooped her up into his arms. "Let's see that smile." Her mouth widened. "You ready to go to school?"
"Yes, daddy," she nodded before waving at the other girls. "Bye!"
They waved back and smiled at the girl. Not more than two hours ago that little girl was afraid her mom was going to send her away.
"Alright Quinnie, we're gonna go." Santana pulled on Brittany's hand. "We'll see you tomorrow."
Quinn shook her head at her friend's eagerness. Brittany smiled at her and halted Santana's movements to give Quinn a quick hug.
"Don't be too hard on her," Brittany whispered before pulling away.
Quinn smirked and waved them off before grabbing her phone to send Rachel a text. She had been in a panic all morning and called Rachel. She wasn't sure why she did. She lived at least a half hour away, of course there was no way Beth would've been over there. But Rachel promised to come help look if it took longer than a half hour to find Beth. Now that everything was calmed down, Quinn decided to tell her the outcome of it all.
"Well, that was eventful," Santana groaned as she fell back onto her couch, arms stretched over the top and foot propped against the coffee table. Brittany sat down next to her and sighed lightly. Santana looked at her. "Welcome to the fun times of the crazy bunch."
Brittany giggled lightly. "You guys are nowhere near crazy," she said as she ran a hand through her hair. "I'm glad she's okay."
Santana nodded. "Yeah, me too," she paused, looking at her lap. "It's crazy of all the child cases we get, going out there, looking for those missing kids, we never really empathize with the parents or the family. I never feel what it must be like in their shoes. But, that," she waves her hand towards the door, "that's something I hope I never have to deal with again," she whispered with a shaky voice. Brittany frowned and pulled Santana into her gently. Santana sighed deeply as she felt Brittany's hand caress her back comfortingly. After a few silent moments, Santana sniffled lightly and pulled away to look at Brittany. Brittany's face was filled with compassion and understanding. She knew that Santana was deeply attached with not only Beth, but her friends as well. It's not easy seeing the people you love in pain and trying to be the strong one for them.
"She's ok," Brittany smiled slightly. "And do you know why?" she asked. Santana shook her head. "Because she has you as her hero," she pointed out. Santana grinned widely and settled back into Brittany's embrace. Noticing the lack of tension in her body, Brittany continued. "Besides, all she had to do was follow you out of the closet," she added teasingly.
Santana snapped her head up and glared at Brittany in mock shock. "That is so not funny!"
Brittany tried hard not to laugh, but the expression on Santana's face was too adorable. "It's a little funny." Santana shook her head. "Oh, c'mon you big baby, it was really cute the way she said it!"
Santana sat back against the couch and folded her arms across her chest as if she were mad. Brittany could sense the playfulness in her action, so she re-positioned herself so she could sidle up to Santana's side. She started pouting.
"Sann, aww come on, don't be mad," she whined playfully. "Let me make you feel better," she offered, watching the girl's eyes light up. Santana liked where this was going, so she kept her game face on and continued to act as if Brittany's presence had no effect on her mood. "Santana," Brittany whispered against her ear. She could see the heavier pace in Santana's breathing and smirked before letting her hand fall to the girl's arm. She tugged lightly on the one closer to her and intertwined their hands. Santana's other arm fell to her side and she rolled her eyes playfully at the lack of attention she was getting. "Well…I guess if you're mad, I can go home…" Brittany hinted and began moving up from her spot. Santana smirked and pulled on their connected hands so that Brittany was now lying on her back on the couch and Santana was hovered over her.
"Nuh uh, you are mine all day Miss Pierce," Santana informed her with a cocky smile before leaning forward to kiss her. Brittany smiled and gladly gave into Santana's demand. With her free hand, Brittany pulled Santana closer and hummed into her mouth. She would never tire from kissing Santana. Santana shifted herself so she could get in a more comfortable position against Brittany. Content with her movements, Santana pulled away and began feathering kisses to Brittany's neck. Brittany squirmed as she began to feel very hot in the clothes she was wearing. She couldn't help it. She was still wearing the hoodie from last night as she didn't have much time to change her clothes before heading to Santana's this morning. She pushed Santana away slightly so she could sit up and pull off her hoodie, leaving her in a small tank top.
"Sorry, it was way too hot," Brittany shrugged before pulling Santana against her again. Their lips connected again and Santana was having a hard time keeping from moving too fast. The effect Brittany was having on her was unbearably strong. Still, she knew she would never want to stop if she allowed them to go any further. Groaning as she pulled away from Brittany's skillful tongue, Santana pulled herself off of Brittany to sit against the back of the couch once more. She almost gave in as she saw the look of desire that Brittany was currently sporting.
"Brittany, I…" she started. She wasn't sure what to say at the moment, so she ran her hands through her hair. Brittany's chest heaved as she lay still against the cushions. Finally, after a much needed breather, Brittany sat up and smirked at Santana again.
"I guess you are feeling much better?" she winked. Santana shook her head and laughed.
"I've never felt so good," Santana admitted as she took Brittany's hand once more. Brittany's smile widened. "So, what are we going to do today?"
"I don't mind what we do," Brittany told her. "I would like to go change though. These clothes are not L.A. appropriate."
Santana smiled and stood up. She held her hand out to Brittany and waited. Brittany grabbed it and stood up. "Let's go get you L.A. appropriate," she joked as she pulled her towards the kitchen to grab her keys.
Since Santana was able to change her clothes while they were at her apartment, she waited patiently while Brittany got ready at her own apartment. While she waited, she observed the pictures hanging on the walls in the living room she and Rachel share. She saw a photo of Brittany and Rachel with a group of random kids. It looked as if they may have been in a group together. Santana assumed it was the glee club they had been in. She looked so happy in the photo with her friends. It was almost too unbelievable that anyone could dislike Brittany. Her personality was so likeable.
She noticed another picture with the two girls, only this time they were sitting on the tailgate of a pickup truck. Rachel was snuggled closely to a freakishly tall boy while Brittany had a pretty boy draped around her shoulders. She narrowed her eyes at the way he was leaning into Brittany. Sure, she and Brittany weren't even dating, and this guy was obviously not around anymore, but she would rather not see someone else with the girl she liked.
"That's Jason," a voice startled Santana. She whipped around and saw Rachel standing there with a knowing look. "He's her ex."
Santana nodded, unsure if she should say anything.
"He lives in Ohio. He tries to visit all the time, but Brittany ignores him," Rachel tells her. "He's a total creep."
Santana's instincts kick in. "Why? What did he do?" Rachel holds back a laugh. She was a cop after all.
"Nothing, well, besides from being a total jerk. He was a football player at our school and while he was dating Brittany, he was fooling around with several of the cheerleaders at school."
Santana looked back towards the direction of Brittany's room. Seeing no sign of her yet, she faced Rachel. "So she broke up with him? Does he try to come see her here? Does he know where you guys live?"
"He's never been out here. The only time Britt has ever really seen him since they broke up last year was, um, sometime over break last summer. Ever since then, he tries to say he's a changed man and that he wants to earn a second chance with her."
"Hmm," Santana mutters, walking to sit on the couch to wait for Brittany. Rachel follows and sits in the chair next to the couch.
"There is definitely nothing to worry about," Rachel tells her. "She's the happiest she's been in a long time."
Santana takes that as a good sign. She begins to open her mouth when Brittany's door opens. Shooting her a quick glance, Rachel smirks and begins reading a magazine that was on the coffee table. Santana smiles when Brittany walks out wearing a pair of purple cutoff shorts and a green t-shirt.
"Only you could make the weirdest outfits look like a Vogue runway," Rachel joked as she took in Brittany's wardrobe choice.
"Oh hush," Brittany playfully scolded. She turned to Santana. "She used to wear reindeer sweaters and librarian skirts to school every day."
Santana raised an eyebrow at the thought. Sure, although Rachel seemed to be a bit overbearing, much more Quinn's taste if she was being technical, she had a natural essence that was surely attractive in a school girl outfit.
"There was nothing wrong with the way I dressed. I had and continue to have a sense of style that you all are simply in awe of and wish to recreate. But if you excuse me, I must be getting out of here. Kurt and I have afternoon rehearsals in a few hours and I have to start my therapeutic blend."
Brittany just shook her head at her friend's randomness that she had grown accustom to over the span of their lives.
"So, what did you two chat about while I was getting ready?" Brittany asked with a smirk. She knew it was nearly impossible to keep Rachel quiet. So they had to have been discussing something of substance for them both to be quiet when she walked in.
"Nothing really, just looking at your old pictures on your wall, that's about it."
Brittany spun around to face the pictures and it dawned on her which picture they must've been talking about.
"Any questions for me?" Brittany asked as she sat next to Santana.
"Did you love him?" Santana asked. Brittany smiled softly.
"I was a teenager. I didn't even know what love was," Brittany answered confidently. "I feel like that era in my life is so far in the past."
"Yeah?" Santana questioned hesitantly.
Brittany leaned in slowly and waited a moment, locking her eyes with Santana's. "Yes," she whispered against Santana's lips before kissing her gently. Santana smiled before pulling away. "I'm enjoying everything that's been happening, recently," Brittany emphasized with a nudge to Santana's shoulder.
"So am I," Santana laughs lightly before pulling Brittany in for a quick kiss. "By the way," she paused as she placed another kiss to Brittany's neck. Brittany tilted her neck to the side. "You look absolutely adorable and sexy in that outfit," she smiled into another kiss before standing up abruptly. Brittany pushed herself back onto the couch and groaned. They had to stop ending their mini-make out sessions like this.
"What are we gonna do today?" Brittany asked as she slowly pulled herself off the couch.
Second half in the afternoon before work ;)
Love you guys for being patient. Not gonna lie, I lost some inspiration for a while (mostly due to classloads and work) but I feel like I have a progressive storyline coming up.
But leave your feedback/approvals/disgruntles for me to see and incorporate to the next chapters.