Fic: Episode 5: The Bell Of The Ball
Title: The Bell Of The Ball
Author: majorrogue
Pairing,Character(s): Brittany/Santana and a couple of cameo's
Rating: okay for all, i think
Spoilers: none, it's a completely different universe, man!
Summary: Brittany want a night out at the Ball!
Authur's Note: In this universe Santana is The Question and Brittany is Supergirl, If you aren't sure who they are take a look at my post Here where i've put some pictures of both characters. The Question is a sort of detective fighting crime and all that, she has no powers, but could kick your arse, she also used to be a Gotham City police officer. And of course Supergirl is, well, Supergirl!!
Auther's Note 2: In the post i mentioned above i've added a couple more pictures at the bottom for this story, so you can get an idea of what they are wearing! Warning! i can't work out whether you should look at it before reading, after reading or in the middle of reading the story, so it's up to you, but if you look at it first you may be spoiled about what's going to happen!!?? *shrug* i don't know!!
Episode 1: My Super Girlfriend ~ Episode 2: She's Still My Super Girlfriend ~ Episode 3: A Night In The Life - Part 1 ~ Episode 4: A Night In The Life - Part 2
Santana walked out of their en suite (and only) bathroom towards the bed.
‘What are you wearing?’ Brittany asked rolling over.
Santana looked down at herself and then back at Brittany
‘Erm, nothing! You ripped all my clothes off, remember’ she said grinning cheekily.
Brittany giggled into her pillow ‘Of course I remember! But I meant what are you wearing to the Ball tonight?’
Santana’s smile fell ‘I’m not going to the Ball, I told you that’ she said getting back into bed.
Brittany frowned and rolled away from Santana onto her back.
‘Especially one with people from the precinct’ Santana finished. The last thing she wanted to do was spend the night with a room full of people she would be happy never to see again.
She looked over at Brittany who had now folded her arms and stared angrily at the ceiling, her eyes seemed to glow red
‘I’ll go on my own then’ she said with a huff ‘I’ve been looking forward to it all week and now my bruise has gone I’m going to wear that gold dress that Diana gave me from Themyscira’
‘The gold one?’ Santana said wide eyed and sitting up. When wonder woman had given Brittany that dress, she’d tried it on almost instantly, Santana had never seen her girlfriend look so beautiful, she seemed to glow. Santana wasn’t sure if she liked the idea of Brittany wearing that dress to a Ball full of people who gave a hard time about being gay, and she didn’t really want her going out in that dress and not being about to admire her all night, or dance with her and she certainly didn’t like the thought of all those people she disliked eyeing up and hitting on her girlfriend.
‘Yup, It’s my favourite’ Brittany said looking at Santana out of the corner of her eye, knowing that she would definitely want to escort her in that dress.
Santana hated big occasions like this, but she knew Brittany loved them and she really did owe her big time. After all, she did save her life and she really should have told Brittany about the full effects of Kryptonite earlier. She also hated seeing her girlfriend in a bad mood, it just wasn’t right.
‘Well, my name’s on the invite, so I’ll have to go with you or you won’t be able to get in’ Santana said hoping Brittany would take that as a plausible excuse for her going.
‘YAY!’ Brittany screamed clapping her hands excitedly and rolling back over towards Santana and kissing her, she knew she would relent ‘So, what are you going to wear?’
Santana groaned inside ‘I don’t know babe, you pick’
Brittany gasped ‘oh, I have the best idea’ she sped out of bed to the wardrobe ‘hhmmm, okay’ she said going through the clothes ‘I have to go shopping’ she got dressed in a super speed blur and practically flew out the door. Santana rolled her eyes smiled and snuggled under the covers again.
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‘come on, come on’ Brittany said bouncing up and down on the sofa, she was kneeling on it facing the bedroom door waiting to see Santana in the outfit she’d picked for her.
‘Let’s see then’ Brittany shouted getting impatient
‘Oh, for crying out loud’ Santana said angrily
Brittany stopped bouncing for a moment ‘Don’t you like it?’
‘No, I love it, but I can’t do this damn thing up’ she said coming to the bedroom and flicking her undone bowtie
Brittany gasped and bounced up and down again clapping her hands ‘you look fantastic’
She rushed over to Santana and put her hands on her shoulders ‘calm down, sexy, I’ll fix it’ and in a blur of hands the bowtie was fixed perfectly.
‘How do you know how to do that?’
Brittany shrugged, stepped back and looked at her girlfriend. She was wearing a tuxedo with a bowtie. The jacket was cut lower than a man’s and showed off her white shirt and bosom wonderfully.
‘Yup, fantastic’ she said again and nodded.
She kissed Santana and walked into the bedroom
‘We have to leave in a minute, babe’ Santana said walking to the small mirror in their living room, she checked her hair and bowtie. There was a yellow flash behind her in the mirror as Brittany came out of the bedroom.
Santana turned and looked at her in her gold gown. Brittany was pulling an Alice band on to pull her long hair out of her face. She was suddenly standing in front of Santana clicking her fingers in her face and smiling.
‘Hello?’
‘Hhmm?’
‘I said what do you think?’
‘You look glorious’
‘Oh!’ Brittany blushed slightly, she took one of the corners of Santana’s bowtie and wiggled it playfully ‘come on, what you’re thinking about can wait until later’
‘Promise?’
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They walked into the Ball room arm in arm and stopped just inside to take in the view. The hall was large and decorated with flowers and balloons.
‘It’s so pretty’ Brittany said looking around
The ball was to celebrate commissioner Gordon’s birthday and had been arranged by his daughter. That’s why, despite not being in the force anymore, Santana had been invited, she had always got on well with the commissioner.
There was a stage at the far end of the hall with a band and some singers, along one side there were chairs and tables and along the other wall was the food and drink. In the middle was the somewhat empty dance floor.
They took a couple of steps in and were greeted by a young lady in a wheel chair
‘Santana, I’m glad you came, dad will be pleased’ she said
‘Hello, Miss Gordon, thank you for inviting me’
‘Please, there’s no need to be so formal, call me Barbara’
Santana had met Gordon’s daughter a couple of times at the station and they had gotten on well enough.
Barbara looked up at Brittany and smiled ‘This is Brittany, my girlfriend’ Santana said introducing her, Brittany put her hand out to Barbara, who shook it
‘Hello Barbara’
‘Wow, that’s quite a grip you have there, Brittany’ Barbara said with a smile
‘Oh, sorry’ Brittany said quickly releasing her hand
‘And quite a dress’
Brittany looked down at it ‘Isn’t it lovely? I got it from won.... one of those vintage shops’ Brittany quickly corrected herself, she can’t go around telling people she got it from wonder woman, she smiled broadly pleased with herself for not letting it slip.
Barbara glanced at the door to see more people arriving ‘It was good to see you again Santana, if you’ll excuse me...’
‘She seems nice’ Brittany said taking Santana’s hand as they wandered further into the hall.
‘Hey there’s that woman from the alley’ Brittany said pointing into the crowd. Santana followed her finger to see it pointing at Detective Fabray.
‘Don’t point’ she said pulling Brittany’s hand down. She didn’t really want to get involved with the social aspect of the ball, if she wanted to talk to her ex-colleagues she’d have stayed in touch with them after leaving the force. But it was too late; Fabray had turned away from the stage momentarily and made eye contact.
‘Damn’ Santana said under her breath ‘Remember, you’ve never met her before’
‘Yes, I have...... oh, right of course’ she nodded as they walked towards each other
‘Santana’
‘Quinn, how have you been?’
‘Hi, I’m Brittany, Santana’s my girlfriend’ she said holding out her hand.
Quinn looked surprised how could she be so blatant, bringing her girlfriend here? And wearing what she was? She looked at Santana then back to Brittany and took her hand.
‘I’ve been fine’ she said noticeably turning towards the stage and watching it as they talked ‘Work is busy’ she said absently
‘Oh yeah, you’re a detective now’ Santana said looking at where Quinn was staring. She followed her gaze to a dark haired woman just finishing singing a song on stage. Santana recognised her from a year or so ago. Her and Quinn had been partnered for a burglary case. A singer had had some of her awards stolen from her flat. Quinn had done everything she could to help the singer.
Quinn pulled her eyes away from the stage surprised again, how did she know that?
‘Yes, I was promoted after you left’ Quinn said defensively
‘Really? Well done.......still got a thing for that singer, too?’ Santana said as she saw the dark haired singer get down from the stage and walk towards them.
‘What? I don’t have a ’thing’ for anyone’ she protested
Santana just smiled at Quinn as the singer stood next to Quinn and put her arm around her waist. Quinn instantly pushed it away quickly and looked around to see if anyone was looking.
‘What a bold outfit, Detective’ the singer said to Santana
‘I picked it’ Brittany beamed
‘And I’m not a Detective anymore’ Santana added
‘Oh, a promotion? No wonder I don’t see you when I visit Quinn at work’ she said. Quinn rolled her eyes.
Santana tried not to laugh ‘No promotion, I quit’ she said bluntly
The singer’s eyes widened with interest, but before she could speak Quinn pulled on her arm
‘Come on Rachel, let’s get a drink’ she said pulling them away
‘But....’ was all Rachel got out as she was dragged towards the drinks
Santana laughed ‘What’s so funny?’ Brittany asked as they turned and watched them walk to the drinks. Quinn leaning down to whisper something to Rachel.
‘Nothing really, it’s just that she’s constantly trying to hide that she’s gay. She was pretty good at it until we investigated a burglary at Berry’s flat. She fell for Rachel pretty quickly. I suppose she did a good job of hiding it though, she is still at the precinct. When I was outed no one suspected she was gay too, but then of course they didn’t have the photographic evidence’
‘You’re glad you left though, aren’t you?’
‘Hell yeah, I’d never have met you if I was still a cop’
‘You might have’
‘I might have seen you, but I don’t think we’d have talked, I’d have just been another cop in the crowd’
‘Hmm, I don’t think so........ But I’d certainly have noticed you if you were wearing a police uniform’ Brittany said smiling cheekily, leaning into Santana and squeezing her hand. Santana smiled back.
They stood and looked around the hall again. There was a group of 3 or 4 men in suits. Santana recognised 2 of them as Detective Puckerman and his partner Detective Hudson, they had been the main pains in Santana’s arse when she was outed at work, she had suspected that Puckerman was the one who actually pinned the picture of her in a compromising position on the notice board at work. They were standing by the food laughing in their direction. She presumed that her and Brittany standing with Quinn and Rachel was too much for Puckerman not to have a field day over. She didn’t really blame Finn though; he was a follower and probably didn’t even know what he was laughing at. He was also head over heels for Quinn, not much of a Detective either if he thought she was straight.
Brittany suddenly gripped Santana’s hand a little bit too hard ‘OH MY GOD’ she said a bit louder than she meant to.
‘aarrhh, my hand.... babe’
‘Oops, sorry’ Brittany let go of it ‘But, Look! It’s Bruce Wayne!!’
Santana shook out her hand, thankful Brittany hadn’t broken any bones. She looked over to see Mr Wayne leaning against a table surrounded by women. She rolled her eyes, what a cliché
‘He looks so handsome’ Brittany said dreamily walking towards him.
‘Brittany?’ Santana couldn’t believe she was going to go and speak to him. He was a spoilt billionaire who had no idea what the real world was like. Brittany may have liked looking at him but Santana had actually read about the man. He was CEO of Wayne Enterprises, but he never showed up at meetings, he was always too busy partying or spending his money on cars. He was leaning against a table, drink in hand flirting with at least 4 women standing around him. As Brittany approached he looked at her and stood up.
‘Hello’ he said looking Brittany up and down
‘Hi’ Brittany said in awe
There was silence for a moment, his eyes quickly darted over to Santana, then he leaned one arm against the table and leaned closer to Brittany
‘Would you like a drink?’ He handed Brittany a glass of champagne, which she took and drank in one go, Bruce laughed slightly.
‘Hey, Go easy on that, the night is still young’ he said
Santana slowly made her way over. The women around Mr Wayne all lost their smiles as his attention shifted to Brittany. He quickly looked in Santana’s direction, then back at Brittany. She couldn’t hear what he was saying, but he was getting awfully close to Brittany and Brittany was giggling. She picked up her pace as his hand moved to Brittany’s hip.
‘Would you like to dance?’ He asked as Santana arrived
She grabbed his wrist ‘Hands off Wayne, She’s with me’ She hissed pushing his hand away.
He looked at her then back at Brittany and gave a small smile ‘I don’t mind dancing with both of you’ he looked like he might have winked.
Santana sneered ‘I don’t think so, rich boy’
Bruce Wayne shrugged and turned to the other women there, Santana grabbed Brittany’s hand and they made their way to the dance floor. Brittany put her arms around Santana’s neck and pulled her close, while Santana rested her hands of Brittany’s hips.
‘He’s so dishy’ Brittany said as they slowly danced. Santana glared at him over Brittany’s shoulder. He looked at her again then back at the women around him.
‘He’s a spoilt pig’ Santana said bitterly ‘I don’t know why you like him’
‘I only like looking at him, I switch off when he starts talking, there’s no need to be jealous’
‘Jealous? I’m not jealous’ Santana said trying to sound convincing
‘Is that right?’ Brittany smiled
‘I’m NOT’
Brittany giggled ‘okay’ she leaned forward and kissed Santana. If people weren’t staring at them before, they certainly were now.
They could hear wolf whistles from the direction of Puckerman and company, but ignored them and carried on kissing and dancing.
When the song finished playing and the dance floor emptied, they made their way to the drinks table.
‘Ooh! Champagne!’ Brittany took a glass and drank it all
‘Do you want one’ she asked Santana passing her a glass and taking another herself.
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After a couple more glasses of champagne and some more dancing Santana thought they should probably go home.
‘Okay, can we finish this dance first?’ Brittany asked
‘Yeah babe’
As the music finished they moved off the dance floor, both a little bit more drunk than they thought. Brittany stumbled over her feet a couple of times and giggled to herself, which in turn made Santana giggle.
‘I think, maybe we should have eaten something before drinking all that bubbly’ Brittany giggled bouncing off of Santana
‘I think you’re right’ Santana laughed back
As they walked towards the door a hand grabbed Brittany’s arm
‘Hey, you’re not leaving already are you?’A voice asked
Brittany turned around to see Puckerman standing with a drink in his hand
‘I thought we could dance’
‘No thanks’ Brittany said pulling her arm, he didn’t let go
‘c’mon, one dance’ he pulled on her arm
‘She said no, Puckerman’ Santana said
‘No one asked you, Lezpez’
Brittany turned to look at him square in the face, grabbed him by the shirt and tie and pulling his face closer to hers.
‘You ever speak to her like that again and I’ll rip your tongue out and shove it up your arse’ she said in a manner that even Santana didn’t see often, thankfully.
He could have sworn her eyes glowed red
‘And if you don’t remove your hand I’ll remove your arm’ Brittany continued
He quickly let go of her arm. Brittany let go of his shirt and his feet hit the ground, she hadn’t realised she’d lifted him of the floor, hopefully no one else noticed either. He quickly backed away from them in shock.
Santana grinned at him, took Brittany’s hand and they walked out the door.
Outside there was a crowd of people and flashing camera’s, Santana stood on tip toes to see over the crowd. They were surrounding Bruce Wayne as he tried to get in his car. She rolled her eyes and started looking for a taxi. It looked like they’d picked the same time as everyone else to leave and everyone was looking for a taxi.
‘This’ll take forever’ she said
Brittany smiled at her ‘I’ll save you from the queue, pretty lady’ she said pulling Santana away from the crowd and down the road
‘Oh, yeah?’ Santana said as they started to run slowly away
‘Yeah’ Brittany said putting one arm around Santana’s back then leaning down and grabbing behind her legs, they were no longer running but flying.
‘Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?’ Santana asked
‘No, I don’t think you did’
‘Remind me later and I’ll tell you’ Santana said smiling
‘Hey!’ Brittany said laughing
‘You look beautiful tonight, y’know’ Santana said seriously
Brittany looked at her and leaned in to kiss her girlfriend ‘You look beautiful too’ she said and kissed her again.
They landed outside their block of flats, Santana moved to be put down, but Brittany kept hold of her and carried her all the way to their front door
Still holding her she asked ‘you have the key don’t you?’
‘Yup’ Santana got it out of her pocket and opened the door.
Brittany carried her into the bedroom and held her out over the bed, then with a smile and a laugh dropped her on it. Santana bounced up and down and laughed too
‘I had a great night, tonight, honey, I loved dancing with you’ Brittany said flying slowly over Santana and laying next to her on the bed
‘Me too’ Santana rolled over against Brittany and draped her arm over her body and laid her head on her chest.
‘I think our wedding should be like that’ Brittany said placing her hand on Santana’s arm
Santana panicked for a millisecond hearing the word wedding, but then thought about it for a second
‘Me too’ She said and closed her eyes listening to her girlfriends heart beating and her slowing breath as they fell asleep.
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This one took me ages to finish, thanks to work being a bitch. I think i kind of lost it a bit too! sorry about that!!
Author: majorrogue
Pairing,Character(s): Brittany/Santana and a couple of cameo's
Rating: okay for all, i think
Spoilers: none, it's a completely different universe, man!
Summary: Brittany want a night out at the Ball!
Authur's Note: In this universe Santana is The Question and Brittany is Supergirl, If you aren't sure who they are take a look at my post Here where i've put some pictures of both characters. The Question is a sort of detective fighting crime and all that, she has no powers, but could kick your arse, she also used to be a Gotham City police officer. And of course Supergirl is, well, Supergirl!!
Auther's Note 2: In the post i mentioned above i've added a couple more pictures at the bottom for this story, so you can get an idea of what they are wearing! Warning! i can't work out whether you should look at it before reading, after reading or in the middle of reading the story, so it's up to you, but if you look at it first you may be spoiled about what's going to happen!!?? *shrug* i don't know!!
Episode 1: My Super Girlfriend ~ Episode 2: She's Still My Super Girlfriend ~ Episode 3: A Night In The Life - Part 1 ~ Episode 4: A Night In The Life - Part 2
Santana walked out of their en suite (and only) bathroom towards the bed.
‘What are you wearing?’ Brittany asked rolling over.
Santana looked down at herself and then back at Brittany
‘Erm, nothing! You ripped all my clothes off, remember’ she said grinning cheekily.
Brittany giggled into her pillow ‘Of course I remember! But I meant what are you wearing to the Ball tonight?’
Santana’s smile fell ‘I’m not going to the Ball, I told you that’ she said getting back into bed.
Brittany frowned and rolled away from Santana onto her back.
‘Especially one with people from the precinct’ Santana finished. The last thing she wanted to do was spend the night with a room full of people she would be happy never to see again.
She looked over at Brittany who had now folded her arms and stared angrily at the ceiling, her eyes seemed to glow red
‘I’ll go on my own then’ she said with a huff ‘I’ve been looking forward to it all week and now my bruise has gone I’m going to wear that gold dress that Diana gave me from Themyscira’
‘The gold one?’ Santana said wide eyed and sitting up. When wonder woman had given Brittany that dress, she’d tried it on almost instantly, Santana had never seen her girlfriend look so beautiful, she seemed to glow. Santana wasn’t sure if she liked the idea of Brittany wearing that dress to a Ball full of people who gave a hard time about being gay, and she didn’t really want her going out in that dress and not being about to admire her all night, or dance with her and she certainly didn’t like the thought of all those people she disliked eyeing up and hitting on her girlfriend.
‘Yup, It’s my favourite’ Brittany said looking at Santana out of the corner of her eye, knowing that she would definitely want to escort her in that dress.
Santana hated big occasions like this, but she knew Brittany loved them and she really did owe her big time. After all, she did save her life and she really should have told Brittany about the full effects of Kryptonite earlier. She also hated seeing her girlfriend in a bad mood, it just wasn’t right.
‘Well, my name’s on the invite, so I’ll have to go with you or you won’t be able to get in’ Santana said hoping Brittany would take that as a plausible excuse for her going.
‘YAY!’ Brittany screamed clapping her hands excitedly and rolling back over towards Santana and kissing her, she knew she would relent ‘So, what are you going to wear?’
Santana groaned inside ‘I don’t know babe, you pick’
Brittany gasped ‘oh, I have the best idea’ she sped out of bed to the wardrobe ‘hhmmm, okay’ she said going through the clothes ‘I have to go shopping’ she got dressed in a super speed blur and practically flew out the door. Santana rolled her eyes smiled and snuggled under the covers again.
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‘come on, come on’ Brittany said bouncing up and down on the sofa, she was kneeling on it facing the bedroom door waiting to see Santana in the outfit she’d picked for her.
‘Let’s see then’ Brittany shouted getting impatient
‘Oh, for crying out loud’ Santana said angrily
Brittany stopped bouncing for a moment ‘Don’t you like it?’
‘No, I love it, but I can’t do this damn thing up’ she said coming to the bedroom and flicking her undone bowtie
Brittany gasped and bounced up and down again clapping her hands ‘you look fantastic’
She rushed over to Santana and put her hands on her shoulders ‘calm down, sexy, I’ll fix it’ and in a blur of hands the bowtie was fixed perfectly.
‘How do you know how to do that?’
Brittany shrugged, stepped back and looked at her girlfriend. She was wearing a tuxedo with a bowtie. The jacket was cut lower than a man’s and showed off her white shirt and bosom wonderfully.
‘Yup, fantastic’ she said again and nodded.
She kissed Santana and walked into the bedroom
‘We have to leave in a minute, babe’ Santana said walking to the small mirror in their living room, she checked her hair and bowtie. There was a yellow flash behind her in the mirror as Brittany came out of the bedroom.
Santana turned and looked at her in her gold gown. Brittany was pulling an Alice band on to pull her long hair out of her face. She was suddenly standing in front of Santana clicking her fingers in her face and smiling.
‘Hello?’
‘Hhmm?’
‘I said what do you think?’
‘You look glorious’
‘Oh!’ Brittany blushed slightly, she took one of the corners of Santana’s bowtie and wiggled it playfully ‘come on, what you’re thinking about can wait until later’
‘Promise?’
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They walked into the Ball room arm in arm and stopped just inside to take in the view. The hall was large and decorated with flowers and balloons.
‘It’s so pretty’ Brittany said looking around
The ball was to celebrate commissioner Gordon’s birthday and had been arranged by his daughter. That’s why, despite not being in the force anymore, Santana had been invited, she had always got on well with the commissioner.
There was a stage at the far end of the hall with a band and some singers, along one side there were chairs and tables and along the other wall was the food and drink. In the middle was the somewhat empty dance floor.
They took a couple of steps in and were greeted by a young lady in a wheel chair
‘Santana, I’m glad you came, dad will be pleased’ she said
‘Hello, Miss Gordon, thank you for inviting me’
‘Please, there’s no need to be so formal, call me Barbara’
Santana had met Gordon’s daughter a couple of times at the station and they had gotten on well enough.
Barbara looked up at Brittany and smiled ‘This is Brittany, my girlfriend’ Santana said introducing her, Brittany put her hand out to Barbara, who shook it
‘Hello Barbara’
‘Wow, that’s quite a grip you have there, Brittany’ Barbara said with a smile
‘Oh, sorry’ Brittany said quickly releasing her hand
‘And quite a dress’
Brittany looked down at it ‘Isn’t it lovely? I got it from won.... one of those vintage shops’ Brittany quickly corrected herself, she can’t go around telling people she got it from wonder woman, she smiled broadly pleased with herself for not letting it slip.
Barbara glanced at the door to see more people arriving ‘It was good to see you again Santana, if you’ll excuse me...’
‘She seems nice’ Brittany said taking Santana’s hand as they wandered further into the hall.
‘Hey there’s that woman from the alley’ Brittany said pointing into the crowd. Santana followed her finger to see it pointing at Detective Fabray.
‘Don’t point’ she said pulling Brittany’s hand down. She didn’t really want to get involved with the social aspect of the ball, if she wanted to talk to her ex-colleagues she’d have stayed in touch with them after leaving the force. But it was too late; Fabray had turned away from the stage momentarily and made eye contact.
‘Damn’ Santana said under her breath ‘Remember, you’ve never met her before’
‘Yes, I have...... oh, right of course’ she nodded as they walked towards each other
‘Santana’
‘Quinn, how have you been?’
‘Hi, I’m Brittany, Santana’s my girlfriend’ she said holding out her hand.
Quinn looked surprised how could she be so blatant, bringing her girlfriend here? And wearing what she was? She looked at Santana then back to Brittany and took her hand.
‘I’ve been fine’ she said noticeably turning towards the stage and watching it as they talked ‘Work is busy’ she said absently
‘Oh yeah, you’re a detective now’ Santana said looking at where Quinn was staring. She followed her gaze to a dark haired woman just finishing singing a song on stage. Santana recognised her from a year or so ago. Her and Quinn had been partnered for a burglary case. A singer had had some of her awards stolen from her flat. Quinn had done everything she could to help the singer.
Quinn pulled her eyes away from the stage surprised again, how did she know that?
‘Yes, I was promoted after you left’ Quinn said defensively
‘Really? Well done.......still got a thing for that singer, too?’ Santana said as she saw the dark haired singer get down from the stage and walk towards them.
‘What? I don’t have a ’thing’ for anyone’ she protested
Santana just smiled at Quinn as the singer stood next to Quinn and put her arm around her waist. Quinn instantly pushed it away quickly and looked around to see if anyone was looking.
‘What a bold outfit, Detective’ the singer said to Santana
‘I picked it’ Brittany beamed
‘And I’m not a Detective anymore’ Santana added
‘Oh, a promotion? No wonder I don’t see you when I visit Quinn at work’ she said. Quinn rolled her eyes.
Santana tried not to laugh ‘No promotion, I quit’ she said bluntly
The singer’s eyes widened with interest, but before she could speak Quinn pulled on her arm
‘Come on Rachel, let’s get a drink’ she said pulling them away
‘But....’ was all Rachel got out as she was dragged towards the drinks
Santana laughed ‘What’s so funny?’ Brittany asked as they turned and watched them walk to the drinks. Quinn leaning down to whisper something to Rachel.
‘Nothing really, it’s just that she’s constantly trying to hide that she’s gay. She was pretty good at it until we investigated a burglary at Berry’s flat. She fell for Rachel pretty quickly. I suppose she did a good job of hiding it though, she is still at the precinct. When I was outed no one suspected she was gay too, but then of course they didn’t have the photographic evidence’
‘You’re glad you left though, aren’t you?’
‘Hell yeah, I’d never have met you if I was still a cop’
‘You might have’
‘I might have seen you, but I don’t think we’d have talked, I’d have just been another cop in the crowd’
‘Hmm, I don’t think so........ But I’d certainly have noticed you if you were wearing a police uniform’ Brittany said smiling cheekily, leaning into Santana and squeezing her hand. Santana smiled back.
They stood and looked around the hall again. There was a group of 3 or 4 men in suits. Santana recognised 2 of them as Detective Puckerman and his partner Detective Hudson, they had been the main pains in Santana’s arse when she was outed at work, she had suspected that Puckerman was the one who actually pinned the picture of her in a compromising position on the notice board at work. They were standing by the food laughing in their direction. She presumed that her and Brittany standing with Quinn and Rachel was too much for Puckerman not to have a field day over. She didn’t really blame Finn though; he was a follower and probably didn’t even know what he was laughing at. He was also head over heels for Quinn, not much of a Detective either if he thought she was straight.
Brittany suddenly gripped Santana’s hand a little bit too hard ‘OH MY GOD’ she said a bit louder than she meant to.
‘aarrhh, my hand.... babe’
‘Oops, sorry’ Brittany let go of it ‘But, Look! It’s Bruce Wayne!!’
Santana shook out her hand, thankful Brittany hadn’t broken any bones. She looked over to see Mr Wayne leaning against a table surrounded by women. She rolled her eyes, what a cliché
‘He looks so handsome’ Brittany said dreamily walking towards him.
‘Brittany?’ Santana couldn’t believe she was going to go and speak to him. He was a spoilt billionaire who had no idea what the real world was like. Brittany may have liked looking at him but Santana had actually read about the man. He was CEO of Wayne Enterprises, but he never showed up at meetings, he was always too busy partying or spending his money on cars. He was leaning against a table, drink in hand flirting with at least 4 women standing around him. As Brittany approached he looked at her and stood up.
‘Hello’ he said looking Brittany up and down
‘Hi’ Brittany said in awe
There was silence for a moment, his eyes quickly darted over to Santana, then he leaned one arm against the table and leaned closer to Brittany
‘Would you like a drink?’ He handed Brittany a glass of champagne, which she took and drank in one go, Bruce laughed slightly.
‘Hey, Go easy on that, the night is still young’ he said
Santana slowly made her way over. The women around Mr Wayne all lost their smiles as his attention shifted to Brittany. He quickly looked in Santana’s direction, then back at Brittany. She couldn’t hear what he was saying, but he was getting awfully close to Brittany and Brittany was giggling. She picked up her pace as his hand moved to Brittany’s hip.
‘Would you like to dance?’ He asked as Santana arrived
She grabbed his wrist ‘Hands off Wayne, She’s with me’ She hissed pushing his hand away.
He looked at her then back at Brittany and gave a small smile ‘I don’t mind dancing with both of you’ he looked like he might have winked.
Santana sneered ‘I don’t think so, rich boy’
Bruce Wayne shrugged and turned to the other women there, Santana grabbed Brittany’s hand and they made their way to the dance floor. Brittany put her arms around Santana’s neck and pulled her close, while Santana rested her hands of Brittany’s hips.
‘He’s so dishy’ Brittany said as they slowly danced. Santana glared at him over Brittany’s shoulder. He looked at her again then back at the women around him.
‘He’s a spoilt pig’ Santana said bitterly ‘I don’t know why you like him’
‘I only like looking at him, I switch off when he starts talking, there’s no need to be jealous’
‘Jealous? I’m not jealous’ Santana said trying to sound convincing
‘Is that right?’ Brittany smiled
‘I’m NOT’
Brittany giggled ‘okay’ she leaned forward and kissed Santana. If people weren’t staring at them before, they certainly were now.
They could hear wolf whistles from the direction of Puckerman and company, but ignored them and carried on kissing and dancing.
When the song finished playing and the dance floor emptied, they made their way to the drinks table.
‘Ooh! Champagne!’ Brittany took a glass and drank it all
‘Do you want one’ she asked Santana passing her a glass and taking another herself.
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After a couple more glasses of champagne and some more dancing Santana thought they should probably go home.
‘Okay, can we finish this dance first?’ Brittany asked
‘Yeah babe’
As the music finished they moved off the dance floor, both a little bit more drunk than they thought. Brittany stumbled over her feet a couple of times and giggled to herself, which in turn made Santana giggle.
‘I think, maybe we should have eaten something before drinking all that bubbly’ Brittany giggled bouncing off of Santana
‘I think you’re right’ Santana laughed back
As they walked towards the door a hand grabbed Brittany’s arm
‘Hey, you’re not leaving already are you?’A voice asked
Brittany turned around to see Puckerman standing with a drink in his hand
‘I thought we could dance’
‘No thanks’ Brittany said pulling her arm, he didn’t let go
‘c’mon, one dance’ he pulled on her arm
‘She said no, Puckerman’ Santana said
‘No one asked you, Lezpez’
Brittany turned to look at him square in the face, grabbed him by the shirt and tie and pulling his face closer to hers.
‘You ever speak to her like that again and I’ll rip your tongue out and shove it up your arse’ she said in a manner that even Santana didn’t see often, thankfully.
He could have sworn her eyes glowed red
‘And if you don’t remove your hand I’ll remove your arm’ Brittany continued
He quickly let go of her arm. Brittany let go of his shirt and his feet hit the ground, she hadn’t realised she’d lifted him of the floor, hopefully no one else noticed either. He quickly backed away from them in shock.
Santana grinned at him, took Brittany’s hand and they walked out the door.
Outside there was a crowd of people and flashing camera’s, Santana stood on tip toes to see over the crowd. They were surrounding Bruce Wayne as he tried to get in his car. She rolled her eyes and started looking for a taxi. It looked like they’d picked the same time as everyone else to leave and everyone was looking for a taxi.
‘This’ll take forever’ she said
Brittany smiled at her ‘I’ll save you from the queue, pretty lady’ she said pulling Santana away from the crowd and down the road
‘Oh, yeah?’ Santana said as they started to run slowly away
‘Yeah’ Brittany said putting one arm around Santana’s back then leaning down and grabbing behind her legs, they were no longer running but flying.
‘Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?’ Santana asked
‘No, I don’t think you did’
‘Remind me later and I’ll tell you’ Santana said smiling
‘Hey!’ Brittany said laughing
‘You look beautiful tonight, y’know’ Santana said seriously
Brittany looked at her and leaned in to kiss her girlfriend ‘You look beautiful too’ she said and kissed her again.
They landed outside their block of flats, Santana moved to be put down, but Brittany kept hold of her and carried her all the way to their front door
Still holding her she asked ‘you have the key don’t you?’
‘Yup’ Santana got it out of her pocket and opened the door.
Brittany carried her into the bedroom and held her out over the bed, then with a smile and a laugh dropped her on it. Santana bounced up and down and laughed too
‘I had a great night, tonight, honey, I loved dancing with you’ Brittany said flying slowly over Santana and laying next to her on the bed
‘Me too’ Santana rolled over against Brittany and draped her arm over her body and laid her head on her chest.
‘I think our wedding should be like that’ Brittany said placing her hand on Santana’s arm
Santana panicked for a millisecond hearing the word wedding, but then thought about it for a second
‘Me too’ She said and closed her eyes listening to her girlfriends heart beating and her slowing breath as they fell asleep.
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This one took me ages to finish, thanks to work being a bitch. I think i kind of lost it a bit too! sorry about that!!