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Falling Into History	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 14513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: No I don't own Glee but if I did season four wouldn't be such a letdown, at least it is to me. Warnings some sexy times other than that some fluff. Alright kiddos on with the show.
Chapter Fifteen: Busted

An hour later Quinn started to wake up, her body was still humming from her previous activities. The whole day felt like a dream, she told her girls that she loves them and they said it back. Then they won sectionals. After everything that happened in the last few months that felt like it would be an impossible thing to do but somehow they managed to win coming together as a team for the first time in a very long. Then she came home and made love to her girls and it was the most amazing to ever happen to her but that was the thing that most dream like. She's sure that at any moment she's going to wake up alone in her empty house in an empty bed like she used to for so long. That everything that happened in the last few months wasn't really real. A beautiful dream that she didn't want to end.
She didn't want to open her eyes just in case it was all in her head but at the moment she's feeling squished so maybe it'll be okay. So she takes a deep breath and opens her eyes slowly blinking to adjust to the dimming light. Praying that it wasn't just a dream and for the moment she thought it was before she realizes that she was completely naked and so were her girlfriends that were draped on top of her.
Her smile is a mile long and bright enough to light up the room, "Wow it really happened." She sighs dreamily, "My girls wow…I'm so lucky."
She continues to stare in awe of the beautiful bodies that were keeping her warm but then her member (who seems to have a mind of her own now) stirs a little as the images start to flash inside of her head about what took place in this bed not that long ago. She shifts trying to relieve some of the tension but accidently bumps a sleeping Santana.
The disgruntled Latina lifts her head scowling sleepily, "If you don't stop moving Q swear I'll ends you woman."
Quinn chuckles silently finding her fierce Latina absolutely adorable with her bed head and sleepy expression, "Really baby? You'll ends me?"
Santana flops her head back down on her pillow and pouts, "No maybe not but I'll withhold sex from you."
Quinn laughs, "Uh huh I bet you will beautiful but after what happened I highly doubt that."
Santana grunts opening one eye, "No need to be cocky mi amor because I can still tease the hell out of you before I give it up again." Santana notices a small movement by her leg and starts smirking, "Aww baby I'm starting to notice that you have a little problem."
Quinn pouts maybe feeling just a little bit hurt, carefully removing her arm from underneath Rachel's head, "Little? Seriously baby, little?"
Santana chuckles cupping the stiffening shaft, "Aww baby I'm just teasing I love you and mini Q and I promise that she's just the right size. She's perfect like you," she leans forward trying to kiss away Quinn's hurt pout until the newly blondish girl grudgingly smiles at her. "That's my girl give me that breathtaking smile of yours," she teases rubbing their noses together.
Quinn leans up and kisses her girlfriend's plump lips. She can't help it they're just so fucking kissable, "No baby I know you didn't mean to hurt my feelings I guess that I'm kind of sensitive about this. I want to please you," she looks down blushing. "I know that you've had some experience and I'm afraid that won't be enough for you or Rae."
Santana rolls onto Quinn's lap pinning her to the bed by the shoulders kissing her girl deeply. Quinn moans opening her mouth automatically giving the Latina's tongue access. They kiss in lazy slow dance until breathing becomes an issue.
Santana tears her lips away gasping for breath, "Trust me baby you are more than enough, you and Rae are twenty million times better than anyone I may have had before." She buries her face in Quinn's neck her voice muffled as she continues, "I wish that I waited for you and Rae. I wish that you would've been my first time because you both made me feel so much more than Puck or Brittany. You made me feel like I wasn't just a slut like some of the football players think."
Quinn feels the tears sting in her eyes cursing herself for her stupidity. She reaches up and circles her arms around her girlfriend, "You are better than anyone out there, you and Rae are my world. You're it for me I don't want or need anyone else. I feel so stupid for bringing up your past and I'm sorry if I hurt your feeling. That wasn't my intension I guess I still have some insecurities that I need to work out but I love you and Rae nothing else matters."
Santana sniffles hating that she's ruining a beautiful moment, "It's okay baby I shouldn't be so sensitive about this I know you weren't trying to hurt me."
Quinn tightens her hold, "You didn't ruin anything its perfect everything that happened was perfect." She nuzzles Santana's face, "I want the names of every one of those douches so I can kick their ass for not realizing a good thing when they had it and as for Puck I just might ripe off his balls. Brittany, well Brittany already knows that she screwed up the best thing to ever happen to her."
Santana chuckles, "I love you baby and whatever road bumps, walls or just plain stupid shit lays ahead we'll work it out together."
Quinn smiles kissing the tip of her nose, "With you an Rae by my side there's nothing we can't face head on. It's us against the world with some good friends and family to help us along the way. I mean this time last year I thought I was always going to alone pretending to be someone I'm not." She brushes back a lock of silky raven hair, "I never thought that I would find someone to love me, all of me."
Santana nods, "I loved you Q even if it was just as a friend at that point, I couldn't imagine my life without you in it but then again maybe I've always been in love with you. I know as much as I needed Brittany I needed you a little bit more. I know I haven't done a very good job of showing you but no matter where you went I was and still am going to follow."
Quinn giggles, "Sooo you were going to be my own personal stalker?"
Santana rolls her eyes, "Yes ma'am just for you and Rae then we'd be making this world our bitch wherever we go." She looks over at their sleeping diva, "I have a funny feeling that we'd end up in New York though because our girl belongs on Broadway."
Quinn laughs pulling her close again, "Yes ma'am she does talk about making the stage her bitch. That's exactly what Rae's going to do plus she's going to be the youngest EGOT winner like her idol Barbra."
Santana nods resting the foreheads together, "Who knows maybe Mom will be up there with her. I know St. Gay and Boy Berry are going to be gunning for the stage with her."
"Tina too I think and Mike and Brittany will be dancing up a storm," Quinn sighs.
"Porcelain will probably be joining the divas," Santana says thoughtfully. "Sugar I have mad love for her but baby girl can't sing."
Quinn nods chuckling with Santana when a devilish thought crosses her mind after she shifts her body and has to stifle a moan when mini Q brushes against her wet center. "But enough about them baby I have other more exciting things on my mind."
Quinn gasps feeling her rapidly stiffening member brush up against Santana's core. Her voice hoarse and raspy, "Oh what's that baby?"
Santana still may be a little sore from earlier but her body feels so damn good and thoroughly taken by her girls and she wants to feel that way again. She lifts up her head staring into Quinn's bright hazel eyes, seeing the same desire that she's feeling. Leaning down Santana kissing Quinn's lip softly as she reaches down to slip Quinn inside of her, savoring the way she stretches her, filling her completely.
Santana sighs against her mouth, "This is all I need baby, you and Rae are the only things that matter in my life."
Quinn whimpers moving her hips in long circles, "So tight baby. Oh shit you feel so good."
"You feel so good in me Quinn," Santana moans rocking faster.
Santana sits up with her head thrown back rocking her hips in time with Quinn's matching each other's thrust for thrust. Quinn mouth hangs open in awe of the breast bouncing in her front of her face shrugging she takes it as an invitation and latches onto a hard nipple groaning at the Santana's unique taste. The girls try to stay quiet so that they don't disturb their sleeping girlfriend. But when Santana starts rocking on Quinn's lap faster, moving up and down faster and harder until the head board was banging against the wall they completely forgot about the sleeping diva they had in the bed next to them. In their last coherent thoughts they wondered why they didn't do this sooner.
Quinn was in love with the wet warm that surrounded her and the whimpers that fell from Santana's lips. Groans she lets the hard nipple fall out of her mouth with a loud wet pop, "Oh shit I love you baby."
Quinn's hair is yanked hard suddenly and a pair of lips attacks her own giving her a bruising kiss. Santana forces her eyes open moaning at the sight of Rachel trying to devour Quinn's lips. "Oh shit Rachel that's it kiss her baby," she digs her nails on Quinn's shoulders causing the other girl to hiss at the sharp sting. She feels the delicious tension build in her belly and moves faster wanting to get there sooner.
"Oh god baby I'm about to… oh shit," Santana gasps.
Quinn groans against Rachel's lips at Santana squeezes her and with a sharp cry they fall over the edge at the same time. Santana falls forward her face wedged in Quinn's neck breathing heavily basking in the glow her insides twitching as she continues to shake with the aftershocks.
Rachel giggles, "I guess you two started without me." She looks at them with a wicked twinkle in her eye, "I don't know if I should be upset or not, since you two did ruin my beauty rest."
Santana snorts, "Honey you don't need beauty sleep you're perfectly fine the way you are."
Quinn leans her head back smiling lazily at Rachel, "Hey baby I'm sorry we didn't mean to wake you up."
The tiny diva smiles shaking her head, "Oh no baby I love to be woken up like that every day for always."
Santana chuckles weakly not moving from her new favorite spot, "I second that Tiny, wake me up with one of you under me, inside of me, on top of me I don't care but I'll die a happy woman."
They were all giggling when a knock on the door causes them to jump up startled. Lupe's muffled voice comes through the door, "Girls are you awake? We have a less than an hour before our reservation so wake up and get ready."
Santana groans as she mournfully lefts off of Quinn's lap, "Freaking cock blocking…Sí Mami estamos despiertes. Vamos a estar en un minute. We just need to finish getting ready"
"Está bien dares prisa mija. I really don't want to know why you're not ready yet but…okay I'm going to go down stairs now."
All three girls' faces turn bright red and Santana squeaks out, "Yeah sure we'll be down soon."
They hear Lupe's footsteps shuffle down the hall grumbling something about teenagers. Whatever it was the trio didn't think it was good. Santana was pretty sure she heard 'hormonal teenagers' somewhere in her mother's rant.
They all look at each other and burst out laughing when they finally calm down Quinn snorts, "I guess we weren't as smooth as we thought."
Rachel pouts because she very much turned on by her girls show, sighing, "I guess that we'll have to finish this up later." The diva hops out of bed and wiggles her brow at the girls before tugging them to the shower, "I think now is the time to cross another first off of my list." She pauses giving her girls a sultry look, "Shower sex."
She giggled joyfully at the twin before sashaying her naked body in the shower stall. Santana looks over at her blondish counterpart, "Goddamn how I love that girl."
Quinn nods agreeing wholeheartedly but she was still somewhat dazed after her exercise a few moments ago but follows her girls dutifully into the shower. They still had plenty of game for water games, right?

A little while later the Gleeks and their parents sits at the restaurant taking up the half of the restaurant. The atmosphere was jovial and lively, everyone was happy and excited to be a part of this celebration. The trio sat together comfortably each sharing loving touches that did not go unnoticed by the small crowd. They couldn't seem to help themselves though after what they shared just a little while ago the need to reconfirm their connect was great. Of course they could've been less obvious of their new connection but the trio didn't seem to care who knew or they just didn't notice that they were being watched. They didn't even bother to question why the Glee boys were purposely avoiding, that was a something to investigate tomorrow.
The first to notice that something was different was Santana's sibling Izzy, she could tell that something was happened while they were out. They all seemed to be glowing and the normally hyper Rachel was not so much subdued but tranquil like the normal energy that made her bounce around was settled. Quinn usually had a quiet sadness hiding in her eyes that never completely went away. Taking a closer Izzy could see that the sadness was completely wiped away leaving a content shine as she watched her girls interact with the crowd. Then there was Santana she loves her sister no doubt about that but the girl always seemed agitated over something but now she looks, peaceful. Izzy frowns leaning closer watching the way Rachel touched Quinn's hand or the way Santana played with the ends of Quinn's hair. The way Rachel gave Santana a secret smile that only they knew the meaning too. The way Santana leaned over Quinn's lap to wipe off Rachel's lip lovingly.
Izzy takes a sip of her drink which she spits out when she realized why or what caused the change. Santana was the closest one to her started patting her back softly, "Geez calm down Izzy, no one's trying to steal your soda hermana."
Izzy waves her coughing into her napkin voice hoarse, "I'm good it just went down the wrong way."
Puck who was sitting as far away from the trio as he could get and still be in the restaurant noticed the scratch marks peeking out of Quinn's blouse. He nudges Sugar and nods his head towards the trio. Sugar frowns turning her attention away from the St. James's fluffy ball of puff he calls hair but she doesn't see what Puck wants her to see.
Puck rolls his eyes and leans forward whispering, "Q has a couple of scratches."
Sugar shrugs, "And what of it?"
Puck wiggles his brows, "It looks like sexy time scratches."
Sugar snickers into her drink, "It's about they got laid."
Jesse overhearing the whole conversation snaps his head around an eyeballs his best friend. Rachel looks the same sounds the same but there is something different. Jesse narrows his eyes watching the girls, okay so maybe they were a little more touchy feely then before but the doesn't mean anything. Alright so Santana is feeding Quinn and Rachel but that doesn't mean anything happened in the last two or three hours since they left the auditorium. But then his eyes nearly popped out of his skull when he saw Rachel teasingly cup Quinn's crotch.
"Holy shit!" he exclaims drawing everyone's attention to him.
Rachel frowns not bothering to remove her hand, it's not like anyone can see what was happening underneath the table. "Jesse are you alright?"
Jesse face turns as dark as the red wine his mother was drinking, "I'm fine. I'm good." He clears his throat, "I just stubbed my toe but I'm good now promise."
Shelby looks over to Lupe, "Between Izzy and Jesse the kids are acting weird, the boys especially. Have you noticed how none of them are sitting close to us or their parents?"
Angela St. James shrugged her dainty shoulder, "They're probably a planning a party that they don't think we know about."
Shelby smirks, "That's a possibility or they might be planning some sort of retaliation for Finn's stupidity." She looks around and notices that neither the Hummel's nor Kurt is at the table. "Hey Noah have you seen Kurt or his parents today?"
Puck looks up hiding his bruised knuckles under the table, "Um the last I heard they were going to confront fetus face about the trying to through Sectionals."
Shelby narrows her eyes, the boys were acting weird, "Are you sure that's all that you know Noah?"
Puck nods his head earnestly, "I swear Ms. C that's the last I heard from them."
Santana on the other hand finally realized that they weren't alone and that they were being watched by almost everyone. She turns her head to see Izzy looking at her like she was trying to read her mind. Santana frowns, "What!?"
Izzy looks up startled, "Huh, oh nothing it's just that I um, wow this is some good salad."
Santana narrows her eyes watching her sister's panicked expression, when it dawns on her Izzy figured it out. She starts to panic herself not that she's ashamed of what she shared with her girls but…she arms Izzy by the arms and dragging her to the rest room, "Okay spill it."
Izzy scratches nose doing her best to look completely innocent, "Spill what Sanny?" She stares at the wall behind her, "Oh look I think they redecorate since the last time I was here."
Santana rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, "Don't even try that deflecting bullshit with me Izzy, I know you so I know something's up. Fucking spill already."
Izzy smile looks pained, "I um, well you see that you three seem kind of really uh close now."
Santana tilts her head confused, "Of course we're close Iz they're my girls so I thinks it's safe to say we'd be close."
Isabella López was at a loss on what to say which like her baby sister it doesn't happen very often. But this is something she just doesn't want to know but at the same time she was dying of curiosity. "No Santana I mean close as in close."
Santana face reddens when she understands the meaning of Izzy implications, "Oh shit Izzy you can't say anything. I fucking begging you not to say anything."
Izzy burrows her brow, "Why so dramatic Santi it's not like Mami or Papi will kick either of the girls out."
"Maybe not but I don't want our parents to separate us or worse Shelby might take Rachel to live with her now that we've, you know," Santana pleads.
Izzy sighs, "I don't think about that it'll come to that but I won't say anything. But I really want to know is if you're being safe? I know Quinn's a girl and everything but she has a dick so you can get pregnant."
Santana closes her eyes wishing that they weren't having this conversation, "I'm not sure how that works or if she even can because hello she's a girl. But if it makes you feel any better I'll go get birth control pills and use condoms until then."
"What about Rachel? I mean you're both underage still so you need a parent with you to get the script."
"She can have her dead beat fathers call it in but she's not a very good liar so," Santana's voice trails off.
"Fine you know what I'll get you girls some for the rest of the month but you fucking owe me. Next month you're on your own," Izzy sighs. "I'm not worried about sexually transmitted diseases or any of that but I don't want one of you girls to end up pregnant just yet."
Santana smirks wanting to tease her sister a little, "But Iz our babies would be as cute as shit with Quinn's hotness and my badassness or Rachel's adorableness they'll like rule the fucking world by the time they're two."
Izzy shutters, "Between your bitch and Quinn's bitch that baby would have the world trembling at her dainty little feet. And oh god Rachel's never ending flare for the dramatics will have everyone wrapped around her fingers."
Santana smiles, "True that but hopefully baby Fapezberry," Izzy gives her a 'what the fuck' look, "shut up that's the name I made up for us its badass. As I was saying baby Fapezberry hopefully won't have mama Rae's fashion sense."
Izzy agrees wholeheartedly, "At least she's not wearing those animal sweaters anymore."
Santana shrugs her shoulders wanting to end this conversation so she can go back to her girls, "Fuck it she was still adorable with her short skirts and Mary Jane's, I can admit that out loud now. I would've fucked her into the floor freshmen year if I wasn't so hung up on Brittany."
Izzy shakes her head pushing her baby sister out the door, "Shut up! Damn it now I have that fucking image stuck in my head thanks a lot Santa."
She narrows her eyes at the hyena that replaced her sister, "Oh hell to the no bitch I'm going to get even with you."
She takes her sit next to the girls smiling at Rachel leaning in so only the trio could hear, setting out teasing the girls, "So Rae…"
Rachel pauses mid sip and looks at her questioningly, "Yes Isabella is there something I can help you with?"
Izzy smiles that famous López smile the one that lets you know that your two seconds away from danger, "I thought you were a vegan, but I guess I could be wrong."
Rachel looks down at her salad and frowns, "No you are correct I am a vegan."
Santana groans getting where she was about to take this, Izzy clears her throat, "Oh because I heard that you've added fish tacos and sausage to your diet." She yelps when Santana grounds her heel on top of her foot, "Ouch shit but I could be wrong."
Rachel shakes her head, "No I believe that you're mistaken Izzy I'm very much a vegan."
Izzy looks down chuckling silently, "Oh sorry, hmm don't forget to wear a rain coat Quinn I wouldn't want you to get wet."
By that time everyone was looking at them because Santana was banging her head on the table. Quinn clears her throat, "I wasn't aware that it was going to rain this week but thank you I guess." She rubs Santana's back and whispers, "Are you okay baby? You seem, I don't know um…"
"Agitated? Embarrassed?" Rachel says.
Santana lefts up her head, "No I'm fine Izzy is just being annoying that's all."
Izzy shrugs innocently, "Gee Santana you do seem a little tense maybe you should have a work out. You know to relieve yourself."
Santana throws a wadded up napkin in her face, "Shut up you freak I'm fine. I've never been better can we move on now?"
Izzy shrugs winking conspiratorially, "I'm sure Quinn or Rachel make whatever making you tense feel better."
Carmen slaps her in the back of the head getting the gist of the conversation, "Shut it creep leave the girls alone we're supposed to be celebrating not irritating the kids."
Pucks snickers at his Lesbros, "I'm sure they had their very own celebration before coming to dinner."
Shelby looks at the López's and shakes her head, "I don't know what's going on and I don't think I want to know. So moving on what are the plans for the rest of the weekend? Don't try to b.s. me I know that Noah's already going to have an empty house."
Puck squeaks, "Ms. C shh! My Mom's right there! I mean there is no party planned at all but I will have a few friends come hang out at my place," Puck's voice coming out somewhat robotic.
Miriam Puckerman rolled her eyes at her transparent son, "Please Noah I've always known about you're parties." She winks at her son, "Every single one of them but since no one's ever been arrested and you haven't gotten anyone pregnant I pretend that I don't know anything. Just make sure that everything is put back and no one steals anything. Oh and please make sure that no one ends up in my bed this time."
Puck clears his throat the tip of his ears reddening, "Yes ma'am."
Thankfully the awkward dinner ended without the girls or their parents figuring out what Izzy or Puck kept implying for the rest of the meal. Santana sighs falling face first into the bed, the other two girls just crawled in bed with her not bothering to undress. Santana turns around snuggling into Quinn's side and pulling Rachel closer to her and the trio fall into in exhausted sleep content to be in each other's arms.

By the time the trio got out of the next day Puck's party was already in full swing. It pained Santana to even get out of bed at all even to grab something to eat or say bye to her siblings. After she explained to her girls what Izzy meant by her comments at dinner Rachel thought she was going to die of embarrassment and Quinn just wanted to strangle her. But they got back into bed as quickly as possible not that they weren't sad to see them go. No they were just interrupting Santana's cuddle time. Not that she would ever admit to it to someone other than her girls.
That was then and this is now because Santana was on a mission to find out what the hell was wrong with her lesbro. She might have been in a post coital haze all through dinner but it didn't mean that she didn't notice that none of the Gleek boys save for Blaine was avoiding them. This could only meant on thing, that they kicked tubby lard nipples' ass and they didn't even have the common sense to wait for her.
She made sure that her girls each had a drink in hand before kissing their cheeks and leaving on the dance floor to find her dimwitted friends. She walked around the crowded rooms for maybe ten minutes before she spotted her first victim. Aware that she's being watched by her girls, Santana stops to adjust her top and pushed up her boobs. She could swear that she heard them moaning all the way across the room but then it could've been the pervs that were watching her but had they no chance in hell to tap her hot Latina ass it was strictly reserved for her girls.
"Yo Trouty Mouth! Just the big lipped jail bait I was looking for," Santana snarks at the blonde boy.
Sam swallows looking at Brittany to save him but the dancer shrugs her shoulders. A clear signal that he was on his own. She tried to warn him that Santana wouldn't have been fooled last night but he and the rest of the Glee boys thought they were safe after the trio didn't say anything to them.
One last pleading look to Brittany before Sam sighs accepting his fate, "San hey…what's up?"
Santana smiles sweetly, "How have you been Lisa Rinna?"
Sam swallows confused over the sweet tone but Brittany was laughing on the inside. She knew that tone anywhere, Santana smelled blood in the water and she was about to attack.
"Oh I'm fine. Great in fact, my parents had a good time last night with everyone's family. We need to do that again sometime just chill with everyone," Sam babbles.
Santana chuckles, "We should maybe when it's time for Tiny's birthday party but," she gives Brittany a mock glare when she heard the small snicker. She finds it surprising how fast they were falling back to friendship after everything that's happen between them. "But I'm kinda curious Powder…"
"About…about what," he grimaces at the squeak in his voice. If he didn't know any better he'd think he was hitting puberty again.
Santana flashes a dangerous grin, "I kinda curious as to why, why you and the rest of the Gleek losers kicked Snuffleupagus's ass without me." She steps closer making Sam walk backwards until he hit the wall behind him, "After the shit that he did to me and my girls and Shelby I think I deserved to be the one that kicks him in the balls."
"Well you see, it's that I um we uh," Sam stutters, how did she even know? "I mean we followed Puck because we wanted to give him back up if he needed it." Sam huffs running a hand through he's shaggy head, "And you're kind of tiny San and he's like ten times your size not mention he's fucking unhinged, you could've gotten hurt if we let you…"
"Let me? When the fuck did get the right to let me do anything Plastic Face? Because the last time I looked you weren't my father and I'm sure as hell not fucking you," Santana rants pissed.
Sam pushes himself off the wall, "Yes let you San and I have the fucking right because you're my friend and I care about you and those girls. Finn could've fucking squashed you if he had the chance but I'm not sorry." He points a finger in her face, "I'm not sorry that we care enough about you to not let you get hurt. You have people that love you and your girls enough to defend you so you might as well get used to it."
Santana tightens her jaw so tight that Sam could practically hear her teeth grinding. She takes a couple of deep breaths before she felt calm enough to answer her friend, "Next time because I know there be a next time, I want in. I don't give a fuck if you have to hold him down so I can reach his face but the next time he fucks with my girls I gets the first shot."
Sam nods feeling like he dodged a huge missile but he flinched when Santana step forward but she kissed his cheek instead of smacking him, "Thank you for caring even though I think that you're a dumb ass." She turns to walk away from a very relieved future male stripper but Santana being Santana needed a parting shoot, "Oh don't be too smug because if you think I'm bad wait until I tell my girls and Shelby."
Sam groans hitting his head against the wall while Brittany laughed at he's obvious distress because a pissed of Rachel is sooo much worse than Santana. Bring Scary Quinn into the picture and those boys will all be feeling the hurt for weeks. She's also sure that Ms. C will be there to pick apart their bones whenever the girls get through with them.
Sam looks at her with big scared eyes, "Save me?"
Brittany shakes her head laughing, "You're on your own buddy, but I guess I can give a dying man one last dance before sending him on his way to the gallows."
Sam downs his drink in one huge gulp before following Brittany to the make shift dance floor like a dutiful little puppy. Santana turns back for one last parting shot and sees Brittany walk to the dance floor with Sam in tow. She had to admit that they did look good together. She stood still for a second and waited to see if that old jealousy would flare up it didn't that's how she knew that she was completely over the girl. And happy for her because even after everything they've been through Santana cares enough to wish her the best. She deserves someone good in her life, not Wheelies ever again, hopefully this time Brittany won't screw it up.
Rachel was in heaven because Quinn currently had her pinned to the wall kissing the hell out of her but it's not her fault that innocent dancing led to this. The diva could care less that Quinn had been trying to pull away not wanting to give their friends and the rest of the school a show. At least Quinn had enough brain left functioning to know that although it would be so damn hot but now was not the time to throw Rachel on the floor and have her way with her but it was so fucking hard not to. No not her, well not just her, it was so damn hard to pull away from those lips and those perfect breast. Quinn whimpers when Rachel wraps her legs around her waist keeping her close and that sneaky little hand of hers reaches down to cup her through her jeans she was a goner.
"Ahem," a throat cleared to their right.
Quinn blindly pushed them away because fuck you unless you were Santana fuck off, she's trying to get her mack on.
"Ahem," louder this time.
Quinn growls snarling at the dead man who dared interrupt her swallowing Rachel's mouth, "WHAT!?"
Jesse blinks his eyes suddenly feeling frightened. Yes the HBICs may be somewhat domesticated now but that doesn't mean that they still don't have their bitch intact, "H-h-heyyy um I was wondering if maybe you what to stop, uh that because half the guys are about to pop out of their jeans. And the other half had to run out of the room already before they pulled a Finn. Not to mention some of the girls decided they want to gay for you three."
Quinn glared at the fluffy curly bed head ass wipe, "Does it look like I give a fuck what…"
Rachel silence her with a searing kiss that caused a massive moan throughout the room. Even Jesse had to admit for girls that it was hella hot, aww damn it he's been hanging around Satan way too much. Rachel grinned when she pulled away and Quinn was practically purring, "Baby I hate to admit this but Jesse's right and as much as I would love to continue this I don't think it's the proper time."
Quinn pouts, "Damn it I hate it when you're right and I don't get my sweet lay kisses."
Rachel smirks pecking Quinn's pouty lips again before regretfully unwinding her long limbs from Quinn's slender waist. "I know I hate it too but Jesse's correct. I think that boy behind you left his girlfriend just so he could stare at us."
Jesse snickers, "No sweetie she left him so she could drool over Quinn's ass."
Rachel feels of surge of jealousy course through her leaving her to glare icy dagger at the poor girl. The poor girl in question was a baby cheerio who visibly gulped, slowly backing away from the diva. She was left wondering why no one thought to warn her not to tease a hormonal enraged hobbit. Rachel smiled completely satisfied at terrorizing the masses and maybe her girls have been rubbing off on her after all.
Jesse, without any thought to his own safety, snickered further provoking the lethal ewok. When Rachel turned her glare to him, he cursed his stupidity and looked for an escape route, "Okay I see that your busy and I'm going to leave you to it no point for me to interrupt the mating habits of lesbians."
He scurried away or at least he tried to when Blaine, he's lovable goofy Blaine, crashed into him and sends him careening into the wall next to the hormonal let's not forget, cock blocked duo. Rachel snickers pinning her bestest friend of all time to the wall, "Oh no no Jesse sweetie you wanted our attention so guess what you have it now."
Quinn smiles showing off her pearly whites but to Jesse they look as sharp as a lion's jaw, "Yes St. Asshole please stay and explain why you and the rest of the Glee boys look like they put their hands through the meat grinder."
Jesse clears his throat, squeaking, "No reason."
Rachel chuckles backing up a little to snuggle into Quinn's front, who automatically wrapped her arms around her, "Honestly Jesse if I didn't know any better I would think that you and the rest of the idiots confronted Finn last night."
Blaine chuckles nervously, "Uh no we didn't do that we uh…"
Rachel barely sparred him a glance as his voice died away, "I know that you aren't stupid enough to gang up on the mental midget because your father is an ADA therefore you know what kind of jail time you could be facing if he was smart enough to press charges."
Quinn kisses her temple, "Baby I'm sure that they have an air tight alibi at the time of the nonexistent attack. I also know they would never do anything to endanger you or San because if jelly nipples came after you two because of this supposed assault then I will hurt them. By hurt them I mean that their parents will be picking out a fucking casket for them. Because if my girls get hurt because you morons wanted to prove who had the bigger dick than I won't only kill them I'll rip off their…"
Jesse whimpers covering his crotch, "No need to get violent Quinn, nothing's going to happen to Rachel or Santana, I swear."
Quinn smile looks almost angelic, "Good so if you'll excuse us, I'm missing a hot Latina on my other arm so we're going to find her."
Jesse nods waving at the girls, he breathes a sigh of relief when he can't find them in the crowd, "That was close."
Blaine snickers hugging him from behind, "I told you that Rachel would be pissed and Quinn would kill you when they find out. And after seeing Santana's confrontation with Sam I think it would better for your health if you avoid her."
Jesse gulps down the rest of drink, wholeheartedly agreeing with his boyfriend.
Santana spent the better part of an hour searching for the surprisingly elusive Puckerman, so she was one annoyed horny Satan. All the time she spent searching for the jackass she could've been bumping and grinding with her girls and after she caught the show her girls put on it didn't do a damn thing to dampen her fire so to speak. So when she finally spotted the dead squirrel he claims is a Mohawk it was safe to say that she was on a warpath.
"PUCKERMAN!"
Santana smirks when she could see the sweat already start to pour off of him, "You got sum splaining to do."
Puck swears before donning on his signature smirk, "Hey hot mama what's up?"
Santana saunters up to her male Jewish twin, "Nothing much I was beginning to think that you were avoiding me."
Puck shakes his head, he'll go to his grave denying the fact the Santana hell all three of trio scares the crap out of him. Yes the big stuff football playing badass is afraid of three tiny slips of girls but can you honestly blame him, "No babe there was so many hot girls here that Puckzilla Jr wanted to meet."
Santana laughs stealing his drink before downing it in one gulp, "Word. There are some hot babes here but none as hot as my girls." She smiles at him causing him to relax his stance slightly, "So care to explain why you and the rest of the boys are avoiding me and my girls like we have the fucking plague. Or why Girl Chang has been hitting Boy Chang over the head every five minutes all night." She holds up her hand to cut off his excuses, "Or why Rae nearly ripped St. Butt Munch's head off and why Boy Berry laughed at his pain. And please please tell me why every ones hands looks like they all ran into a tree last night."
She crosses her arms waiting patiently for Puck to say something, "Nothing no comments, excuses or utter bullshit coming out of your mouth." She tkks, "Okay let me give some scenarios that I've come up with. You A, had a horrific accident that you didn't think to mention but that can't be true you would be crying like a little bitch baby if that happened. Or B stopped a gang of thieves from robbing a poor old lady." She frowns mockingly, "No that doesn't sound right because you would bragging about to get into some slutty freshmen's pants. So I'm going to go with opinion C, you're a bunch of dumb asses that went to confront the Amazing Fetus Face and beat the crap out of him."
Puck swallows scratching the back of his head, "Well you I, we wanted answers…"
"And ding ding ding we have a winner," Santana snarks. "So did you get them? Answers I mean dumb ass?"
Puck nods, "Yeah we did."
Santana sighs, "And?"
"He's fucking crazy dude I mean certifiably insane he killed a wall when he found out we won. He blew up on his own Mom, he was fucking crazy. He ditched us and wanted Mercedes to lock up Britt and Artie so we wouldn't have enough people to compete."
Santana rolls her eyes, "Which she didn't so it makes me wonder what she has up her sleeves because she didn't just suddenly decide to play nice with us."
Puck kisses her cheek, "Just do me a favor and don't go anywhere alone with them. Finn is a given but Mercedes is a loose cannon," he covers her mouth. "I know you and the girls can defend yourself but I wouldn't put it past them to sucker punch you or ambush you." Santana nods, "I know you want to rip me a new one but go find your girls and have fun, we'll worry about the rest on Monday after we tell Ms. C what's up."
Santana removes his sweat man hand from her face, because eww she rather have one of her girls restraining her. Hmmm a fantasy she can have the girls play out later, "Fine only because I agree with you and Lips but don't get cocky it won't happen again."
Puck breathes a sigh of relief, compared to the way he's Jewish princess tore into Jesse and Quinn picked at his bones and the way Santana bitched slapped Sam, he got off pretty lucky.
"Haven't you learned by now that we love the fact that you care enough to commit crimes for us. The things that we hate is when you keep this shit from us. It's us that he's trying to hurt. It's us that he hates so maybe next time before you decide to protect the poor helpless women folk ask us what we want. I can fucking guarantee that we don't want to have to visit you in jail because you're too stupid to know when to back down," Santana finishes before snagging another drink before she went to find her girls.
When she did find them the first thing she did was give them both a long toe curling kiss, just to say I missed you. After that they spent the rest of night dancing and having fun with each other and their friends. Fuck it they're family, one big dysfunctional family.
Hours later the drunk and stumbling trio tripped over themselves going into Puck's room. Laughing Santana hushed the girls, thinking that Mrs. Puckerman was somewhere in the house. Quinn giggled pushing her girls onto the bed, she just couldn't seem to keep her hands off of her girls but before they could get to the good part they all pass out. Quinn sighs snuggling into her boob pillow, Santana has the softest boobs ever. Rachel giggles wedging her tiny body in between her girls, snuggling into the their warmth. Santana, well Santana was the first one to pass out but she would never admit it.

Monday before the first bell rang for school to start the trio walked in with their arms tangled together. They were still on their high from winning Sectionals and their bed room activities so they were feeling ready to conquer the world today. They did spend much of Sunday sleeping off their hang overs feeling a little miserable but happy that they could be in each other's arms. Of course many many rounds of wrestling left all three girls a little sore but blissfully happy.
For Santana it was all new, no one not even Brittany, made her feel half as loved and desired like they did. Brittany made her feel like a prize she got that everyone else wanted to have. Being with Puck or the other guys (girls) made her feel like a toy that everyone needed to play but didn't want to keep after they got it but her girls, her girls every touch every kiss was perfect. There wasn't any hidden agenda only the love they felt for each other. She was better than those guys ever thought, she worth more than just a fuck.
For Quinn it was a confirmation that she was desired and loved not the lonely freak her mother said she'd be. After years of getting drilled in her head that she'd always be the outsider, she started to believe it not even her father was able to change her mind. When Brittany came into the picture and basically stole Santana any and it reconfirmed what her mother preached all those years. But now she knew that she was more than just some nobody like her mother that, she belonged to two girls that loved her despite not being a normal girl.
For Rachel it just shot her whole philosophy straight to hell because after her fathers basically been abandoning for months no years, only to come back and leave her again she thought that no one would ever stay. With all of her crazy and ambition she thought she'd have to settle for whoever just showed some attention like Finn did before he went crazy. Her girls though, they love her and want her despite the crazy, despite the ambition. In fact they love her crazy just like she loves theirs. And she never once worried that she had to have sex with them otherwise they'd leave. She knew that they would've waited as long as they needed to until she was ready, even though they were ready for the next they still waited for her to be ready. So she more than someone to be forgotten, she was loved completely and she wanted it to be forever.
So when they walked into school on Monday morning they were still stuck in their own little bubble. So when Becky cornered them before they even get to their lockers it was kind of a shock.
Rachel was leaning against her locker staring at Quinn's hands thinking about what those hands did to her last night made her feel flushed and aroused. Of course Quinn noticed that her diva was staring she could tell that she was excited by the flushed face and the way her eyes took on that dreamy look before she pounced. Trust me when I say that she wasn't complaining but it was a little distracting.
Santana on the other hand was scheming on how to get one or both of her girls into the janitor's closet before the end of homeroom.
"Yo bitches," a voice snarls behind them.
Santana groans, "Becky you evil bitch you're ruining my happy place, so if I were you I'd run back to whatever hole you crawled out of 'fore I ends you."
Rachel smacks her firm stomach gently, "San there's no need to be rude I'm sure Becky has something important she needs to tell us."
Santana rolls her eyes pouting at her diva, "Babe but you don't understand that her midget ass is evil and she fucking works for the devil. So whatever she has to say is not good. No me gusta mi amor."
Becky sticks her tongue out at the former cheerio, "Shut it jugs I wouldn't be standing here talking to you unless I had too."
Santana gives Rachel her 'I told you so' look before squaring her shoulders to blast her former nemesis. Quinn grabs Santana from behind kissing her ear instantly calming her down, "What is that you needed Becky?"
"It's not me, Coach wants to see you right way," Becky stares at Santana who was purring happily in Quinn's arms. "She said don't worry about missing homeroom because she sent Ms. Corcoran a note."
Rachel frowns, "Why would she need to see us? My girls aren't cheerios anymore and I never was so I don't see the reason why she would need us."
Becky shrugs her shoulder, "I don't know and I don't care I just delivered the message like she wanted. You bitches can do whatever you want but Coach said she'd hunt you down and drag by Satan's fake boobs you if you don't."
Santana sighs, "Just nod and agree with her otherwise she'll stay nipping at our heels like the viscous Chihuahua she is."
Becky huffs flipping her off before stumping her toddler size threes down the hall. Rachel tries to glare at her spit fire but she was looking at her with those big brown eyes and it melted her heart.
Rachel shakes her head closing her locker, "You're lucky I love you San or else I would be miffed at your behavior."
Santana smiles leaning forward without getting out of Quinn's arms and kissing her sweetly on the lips, "I'm very lucky that you and Q love me babe." Wiggling out of Quinn's hold she takes both of their hands, "Come on lets go see what the Queen of the Damned wants."
Sue was sitting at her desk practically bouncing in excitement when the three girls walked into her office. She smirks, "It's about time you got here McBoobs I called you ten minutes ago. Next time stop making googly eyes at mini Maureen and Haley Williams' poor imitation and come running."
Quinn sighs she's in one of her moods standing behind her girls as they take the only empty chairs left, "What's this about Coach? What's so important that you sent your guard dog to find us?"
Brittany came running in, "Sorry I'm late Coach but I had to speak to my teacher about my makeup test." She pauses when she sees the trio, "Hey what are you guys doing here? I thought we were having a stratagy meeting."
"Sit down inflate a date a few extra suicides will teach you that I'm more important than some stupid test." Although she was secretly pleases that Brittany was taking her schoolwork more seriously, "As for the Three Lesbians of the Apocalypse, they're here because you're looking at your newest team mates." Sue sneers, "And Mighty Mouse is here to insure that there are no arguments."
Santana laughs in disbelief, "I told you on the first day of school that I wasn't coming back and Quinn agrees with me." She moves to stand up, "So thank you but the answers still hell no."
"McBoobs sit down before you knock me out with those huge melons," Sue snickers. "I know what you said but I'm saying that you are rejoining the squad with No Doubt and Bilbo Baggins will agree with me."
Rachel shakes her head still very confused, "Why would I push my girls to join something they obviously don't want to be a part of?"
Brittany clears her throat drawing everyone's attention, "I'd like to point out the fact that I had nothing to do this and Coach is crazy."
Sue smiles, "I may be crazy but it's true you will rejoin and be my co captains." She stops Brittany before she could protest, "Oh do be quiet Brittany you're not a leader not to say you were doing a bad job but none of the girls take you seriously. After all the years you spent playing at being slightly smarter than a newborn can you honestly blame them?" she sits back in her chair, "Q and S on the other hand are exactly what my sloppy babies need to be whipped in shape." She points at Brittany, "You and Gnomeo will be my chorographers so you two can just suck up whatever differences you still might have and deal with it."
Rachel feels a headache forming but stops Santana from snarling at the older woman, "I don't ever remember agreeing to be on the team nor have my girls agreed to rejoin. So the real question is, are you high? I mean honestly no sane person would ever come up with an idea this insane. To assume because you snap your fingers that we will jump to do your bidding is pretty preposterous. Unless you have a valid reason as to why we would even consider this insanity we are leaving."
"I know," Sue says simply.
Quinn shakes out of her fantasy of taking Rachel on the coach's desk, "You know what?"
Sue sneers, "Oh so you can still speak, for a minute there I was wondering if Juggles the Clown swallowed your tongue. But to answer your question Q, I know about you. I know all about that thing you've been hiding all these years."
In her foggy haze she heard her girls stand up and start yelling but the only Quinn could was stand motionless while panic squeezed her heart, "How would you know about that?"
Sue says quietly, "Freshmen year after you joined the squad, had the displeasure of meeting your mother a month after school. Apparently she was under the assumption that I would care and kick you off the team leaving you disgraced in front of the rest of school. So I promptly kicked her ass out of my office and told her if she ever came near one of my cheerios again than I would beat the stuffing out of her."
Quinn breath comes out in harsh pants dimly she was aware of her girls holding her up when her knees buckled underneath her, "But now you're blackmailing me and using my girls against me. Wow, in what world does that make you any better than her?"
Sue sighs refusing to feel bad even though she kinda did, "Because I'm not trying to hurt you or your girls but I need you to help me. I need you back otherwise I would have gone to the grave with this."
Santana face twist into an ugly mask having heard enough before she snarls jumping across the desk with her fist raised high in the air. But Brittany manages to catch her hooking her arms around her waist before she could come close to throttling their coach.
"Let me go Britt so I can so show this bitch how we do it in Lima Heights," her voice coming out eerily calm.
Sue rolls her chair back because she was slightly scared of the Latina, "Cool your tits Satan attacking a teacher won't get you anywhere but expelled."
Santana snarls, "Ask me if I care, Sue…"
Quinn snaps out of her daze, "San baby calm down, just breath everything's going to be okay." She gently takes Santana from Brittany hugging her tight, "Fine I'll rejoin your fucking squad but not my girls you don't get to have them.
Santana mutters, "Baby…"
But Quinn just shakes her head and moves to the desk, "No Santana I won't allow her to use you guys because I swear to god if you try anything on them I'll screw up your career worse than Mr. Schue's."
Sue tilts her head, "How do you plan on doing that Q?"
Quinn smirks, "I think that I'll go to every one of your sponsors and tell them that you used all of their hard money on me. I'll lie and tell them that you let me have a fucking tranny surgery with all that Christian money."
Rachel gasps, "Quinn that's unnecessary to put yourself through unneeded pain, I'll gladly join as just a choreographer not as a cheerio. I don't see myself as one I never have."
Santana growls her body still tense, "Oh no baby I'm back and trust me Sue will be feeling my wrath. Not only am I going to make her sloppy babies life hell but I'm making it my mission to fucking destroy her."
Sue smiles, "Excellent you can pick up your uniforms from Becky and there will be practice after school so you can learn the routines."
Brittany clears her throat drawing attention, "I don't suppose that anyone will explain to me why or what Quinn was talking about."
The other four people shake their heads, "I thought not…" she flinched when Santana throw the door open nearly breaking the glass and her girls follow behind her. Brittany turns her glares back to her coach, "Thanks a lot they're going to be a joy to work with." She yanks her bag off the floor, "And thank you so much for demoting me, you really are a bitch."
Sue jumps when Brittany slams the door shut behind her on the way out. She sighs resting her head on the desk knowing she has maybe an hour before Gollum comes running in screaming about stealing her precious. The things she does for her team and her cheerios, it was all for their own good whether they knew it or not.
Brittany spent most of the day in a daze, she didn't understand most of what went down in Coach's office but she knew that it couldn't have been good. She seen Santana and Quinn upset before, hell she's seen Rachel ready to scowled a person to death if the occasion dictated it but she's never seen Quinn look so heartbroken before. Santana and Rachel on the other hand looked ready to rip Coach apart with their bare hands. So whatever Coach has on Quinn must be good or bad depending on how you look at it.
If she was the same Brittany she was two months ago, hell last week then she would be using whatever method she can to get it out of Coach but she's not that girl any more. She likes to think that losing San made her a better person at least that what she hopes.
This is why she just skipped the last part of the period she could corner Quinn before she heads off to lunch they.
When a very morose Quinn walked out of her photography class the last thing she expected was to be dragged into the empty auditorium by someone that wasn't her girls. She's been waiting for this all day although she wasn't expecting it this soon and without her girls on her side. But she's Quinn Fucking Fabray she can handle herself, "Alright Brittany let's get this over with so I can get back to my girls."
Brittany sighs, "I don't blame you for thinking that I'm going to use this to my advantage because I'll admit that it did cross my mind." She stops swallowing hard when the wall drops on Quinn's face, "But I promised Santana and I promised myself that I won't be that girl anymore. And I'm trying so freaking hard not to be the bitch that you know I can be but it's so damn hard."
Quinn curls her fist, "So explain to me what this is all about then if you're not going to run around announcing that Quinn Fabray is a freak."
Brittany shrugs, "I'll be honest with you, I have no clue what any of you were talking about and I don't want to know. Less temptation that way if you know what I mean. I just want you to know for what it's worth that you can count on me to have your back."
Quinn was actually speechless right now after everything they did and said to each other this was the last thing she expected to hear. The first thing she thought she'd her out of Brittany's mouth was to back off of Santana but this is a surprise. She tilts her head, "I'm shocked and pleasantly surprised and I don't know what to say which is unusual for me."
Brittany smiles bashfully, "I have to admit I shocked myself but it kinda feels nice." She decides to tease the blonde a little, "But it doesn't mean that I like you."
At first Quinn was taken back until she saw the teasing glint in her eyes deciding to have some fun back, "Well it's a god thing that I don't like you either or else I would be sorely disappointed about that."
Brittany swallows, "It's true though I sent so much time hating you and Rachel because I knew that somewhere along the line at Santana would leave me for one of you."
Quinn bites her lip, "What makes you say that?"
Brittany leans on the piano lost in lost speaking absent mindedly, "I guess it was the way she looked at both of you when she thought that no one was looking. Like you guys were a puzzle she couldn't quite figure out but it was more than that she always seemed come alive whenever one of you was around." She sighs rubbing her forehead, "And I hated it because no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get her to look at me like that. I know she loved me but in the end I knew it wasn't going to be enough. That's the reason I always tried to tear you down and shoved Rachel under the bus. Because I knew how self-conscious Santana used to be about how other people saw her and the old Santana wouldn't be caught dead going out with a loser."
The taller girl rubs her arms as if she was cold, "It was just a matter of time before she left me and I wanted to hold on as long and I tightly I could before that happened. I thought maybe if I pushed you far enough away than it wouldn't be you or Rachel that got her in the end but I am sorry for everything that I did. I have a feeling that you could have been the best friend I ever made if I hadn't let fear rule my head."
Quinn nods struggling not to cry, "I know and I hated you for taking her away from me. I think you could guess that before my Mom disappeared she treated me like shit. Other than my Dad, Santana and her family were the only good things in my life. So I fucking hated you when you walked in and stole her away from me."
Brittany wipes her eyes, "I understand if you still hate me and I know I don't deserve it but I would like another chance. Another chance to prove that I can be that person I should have been since the beginning."
Quinn clears her throat walking to the piano leaning next to her, "Only if you give me another chance too since you weren't the only person that screwed up. I mean I could've been less childish or resentful. I did things to you that made Santana have to choose sides and that wasn't fair to her."
She turns to face the taller girl and holds out her hand, "Hello I'm Quinn Fabray, I don't think that I've seen you before. Are you new here?"
For a second Brittany looked at the punk girl like she was crazy but in the end she tentatively reached out to shake her hand, "Hello I'm Brittany S. Pierce I'm not new but I'm not sure who I am yet but I'd like to figure it out."
The blondes smile at each other shyly letting go of the other's hand until a pair of brunettes' barge into the room looking ready to fight. When they heard from Tina that she saw Brittany drag their babe into the auditorium they automatically assumed the worse. They've been waiting all day for Brittany to show her ass because as much as they want to trust the girl they know better.
Rachel was the first to reach Quinn as soon as she was within arm's reach she cups her face softly looking for away signs of distress. Rubbing her thumb gently on her soft cheek Rachel questions quietly, "Is everything okay sweetie?"
Quinn smiles nuzzling her palm, "Yes Rae everything's fine Brittany was just reassuring me that she won't say anything." Looking at Santana over the diva's shoulder, "I believe her San, so don't blow up just yet."
Brittany blinks back tears, the way Santana glared at her when she first walked hurt, it hurt a lot. But the way she acted before she can't blame them not one bit. Santana flicked eyes back and forth between the girls until she was satisfied by what she saw, with a curt nod she moves to gather her girl in her arms.
Brittany looks away it stung to see Santana so in love with someone that wasn't her but like she told Quinn it was something she expected. It hurt but it was starting to get better. She wasn't in love with Sam but if she let herself she might one day.
Brittany clears her throat, "Rachel?" The shorter brunette turns around to face her, "I apologized to everyone but you. I know it might not matter but I am sorry for how I treated you all these years. It was never about you or the things you did or how you dressed, it had everything to do with my insecurities. You didn't do anything to deserve my viciousness and you have every right to hate me but you let me I'd like to try and make things right."
Rachel glances at her girls briefly before turning her attention back to the taller of the four, "I want to say yes let's start over and be friends but it's about more than just me or my girls. You treated everyone in the club like shit so we're not the only people you need to make amends too. With the exception of Artie no one really deserved it," Brittany looks down ashamed. "But I'm not the type of person to hold a grudge if I was then I wouldn't be standing here with my girls. It would be hypocritical of me to extend them a second chance and not do the same with you."
Brittany snaps her head up hope shining brightly in her eyes, "So if you are serious and this isn't some ploy to ruin my girls than I would very much love to start over with you."
Brittany smiles brightly practically bouncing on her toes, "Really? That would be awesome I swear I won't let you down. Thank you, thank you so much for giving me another shoot."
Santana still holding Quinn smiles at her former love "Don't screw this up Britt because I can't forgive you again. I have other people in life that takes precedence over you."
Before Brittany could answer Principal Figgins voice came over the intercom, "Attention students, this is your principal speaking I have an important announcement to make. Due to the unexpected departure of our current student body president it's come to my attention that the current vice president will not be taking over his position. In light of this the student counsel and the faculty have come to a unanimous decision that Ms. Quinn Fabray will be the new president as of today. Thank you for your time please continue with your day."
The girls stood stunned because Quinn never even ran during the original election so this came as a complete shock. She shakes her head, "I can't except this I mean there's so much on my plate already with having to be back on the cheerios and Glee and the contest that I'm having in my class. This is just too much for me to handle."
Rachel smiles, "I think you should sweetie, just think how good this will look on your college application."
Santana nods, "Yeah and think about all the good you'll do for the school. All the good you've already done, babe."
Brittany throws her two cents in, "Yeah Q I mean you totally united the jocks and the rest of the school. Hell you've made me and Karofsky into a better person. Mr. Schue and Finn are gone and Rachel has her Mom again."
"That actually doesn't have anything to do with me," Quinn protest.
Rachel shrugs, "Maybe not but then again maybe it has everything to do with you, sweetie. Maybe I would've been stupid enough to take Finn back and maybe I wouldn't have been able to allow myself to give Mom a chance. I was drained and tired before we became friends that I thought I wasn't getting what I deserved."
"Because it was your idea to lay the smack down on Dave he never would've step out of his closest to even think about being a better person," Santana adds.
"And I would still be a bitch trying to manipulate Santana and Artie into being with me," Brittany says candidly.
Rachel kisses her softly, "See you've made more a difference without even trying to change anything than any of the teachers have done in years. I think you will be an excellent president and you deserve it, the school will be lucky to have you looking after them like you do me and San."
Quinn takes in a ragged breath, "Do you really think I should do it?" All three girls nod emphatically, "Okay than I guess I'll give it a shot but if it becomes too much then I'm stepping down."
Santana whoops before kissing her soundly while Rachel waited impatiently for her turn. After several rounds of 'let's kiss Quinn' the four girls walk out off the stage to finish their lunch with the rest of their friends. After the way the day started Quinn and her girls were not expecting it to end in such a high note but all in all maybe things were looking up for them.
What they didn't see was Mercedes standing up in the rafters watching the whole exchange fuming at how everything kept going their way. She didn't get to hear everything that went down but by the looks of it Brittany's slutty ass is starting to kiss those bitches' feet. She hates how everything seems to keep going their way. She scoffs let them have their little celebration because their time is coming and it's going to hurt. She's going to make sure of that without the help of Finn or Mr. Schue. Every single one of those Judas's will pay.

A/N: Okay please forgive me if I got the whole student counsel thing wrong but it's been a few years since I was last in school and I'm rusty on the procedures. Other than that who doesn't love Brittany right now? I know I made her bitchy but I couldn't leave her like that but was it believable enough? And you didn't honestly think that Sue would stay in the sidelines for long did you? And if i insulted anyone with Quinn's rant please forgive me that wasn't my attention.
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