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Full Summary: Brittany S Pierce, a heart broken new yorker, Santana Lopez, a once good girl gone bad. On one dark night Santana Lopez gets asked for help from her best friend Noah Puckerman. Little did she know it was to help out rob someones house, Brittany's house. This is the story of how Brittany and Santana meet and what happenes when Brittany finds out the person shes falling in love with is a robber. AU

Expect the Unexpected

Chapter One

'' Quinn, I'm really sorry about this.'' The dancer mumbled as she held her stomach going up her carpeted stairs that lead to her bedroom. The last thing the tall blonde wanted was to get sick on her freshly cleaned carpet.

'' Hun, it's fine really. I shouldn't have made you come in the first place. With everything that happened recently I should of known better.'' Quinn frowned, noticing the sad expression on her best friends face. Exactly a week ago from this day Brittany had been dumped by her boyfriend (Jake) of six years to a student Brittany taught at her studio. They had been together since junior year of high school and had been unbreakable ever since, well at least that's what the blonde thought. Appearntly her ex boyfriend thought other wise.

Quinn hated seeing Brittany upset, it was so unlike her so once the petit blonde thought taking her friend out for a drink was a good idea she couldn't wait to act on her plains. However things didn't go as good as Quinn had once thought they were going to be. Both blondes went out to New York's finest bar and ordered a couple drinks, well Brittany ordered the drinks, Quinn was going to be the responsible driver. They both sat down at a booth and started talking like best friends always do, eventually the sensitive topic of Brittany's break up came up and everything after that turned to hell. The taller blonde started sobbing about how she wasn't good enough for anybody and if she only had longer legs (if that was even possible) like her student Jake would still be with her. Quinn tried to sooth the blonde once she kept on sobbing by rubbing the small of her back. Unfortunatley that was a bad idea, the movement on her back made the dancers stomach clench as she felt her lunch from earlier of the day start to come back up. The dancer tried to worn Quinn but was too late when she threw up in the booth beside her. Quinn's face turned a bright shade of red as everyone around her started to stare at the weeping blonde and her complete sober friend.

'' Oh Quinn. I'm so so so so so.'' Brittany said, not finishing her sentence as she wiped some throw up off her mouth.

'' It's alright Britt, lets just get you out of here and take you home.'' Quinn said as she tried to not make her friend any more upset. Brittany just nodded and slowly made her way out of the booth with the help of Quinn. As both blondes left Quinn paid the tab, apologized for the mess then finally drove her friend home.

'' You know we could of stayed Quinny. We were having so so so so sooo much fun.'' Brittany slurred as they finally got up the stairs to Brittany's house and inside her bedroom.

'' Okay first of all you will so regret calling me '' Quinny'' in the morning and secondly you were not having fun. You were crying your eyes out and drinking way to much.'' Quinn tried to say as nicely as she could. The smaller blonde knew that Brittany was going to regret drinking this much in the morning, she was always known for having the worst hangovers.

'' That's my favorite nick name for you, I'm gonna call you Quinny all the time now. Quinny Quinny Quinny.'' Brittany laughed at her own joke as Quinn just rolled her eyes. There was no point getting upset at the other blonde, she wouldn't remember it in the morning anyways.

'' Okay you can call me that when ever you want, just sit down on the bed, okay.'' Quinn sighed with relief as she watched Brittany do what she said. The taller blonde sat on the edge of her queen sized bed and watched her friend as she bent over and began to take off her friends shoes.

'' Quinnnnn, I'm not three! I can take off my own clothes.'' The dancer whined as she tried to prove her point by taking off her tight tanktop and throwing if across the room. '' See! I'm a big girl!'' Quinn just rolled her eyes as she gave up and stood back up. she looked into her friends eyes only to see hurt and sadness behind her drunken gaze. She felt bad for her friend, she really did but drunk Brittany was very annoying.

'' I'm going now Britt, will you be alright?''

'' Yes Quinn! I will be! Didn't you hear me before I'm a big girl!'' The tall blonde once again shouted as she rested the rest of her body on her bed and laid down. The soft sheets and warm blankets surrounded the blonde as she let out a sigh of relief. It felt so good to be wrapped in something warm, instead of her ex boyfriends cold hands.

'' Call me in the morning.'' Quinn said as she planted a kiss on her best friends forehead and began to leave the room. Once she approached the doorway Quinn turned back around to say one last thing to her friend. '' When you call me tomorrow, make sure your sober Britt.'' The small blonde smiled as she left Brittany's room and house.

Once Quinn left Brittany was alone in her quiet still house. She was surrounded by warm and soft blankets but she was also surrounded by the thoughts that lingered in her mind. She decided to try her best to block them out as she tried to wiggle herself out of her very tight skinny jeans. After several minutes of trying but only succeeding to get one pant leg out she decided to give up and just take them off tomorrow, it's not like anyone was going to see her anyways.

Brittany felt tears escape her eyes for reasons she didn't know, she was very emotional and was drunk and had no clue what she was doing so she decided to close her eyes and sleep for a very long time.

'' Puck I thought yesterday was going to be the last time.'' A very upset Latina said as her and her bestfriend parked outside a dark house.

'' Listen Santana, I thought it was going to be but I need your help this one last time, I promise it will be the last.'' A very built man with a sexy mohawk said as he grabbed his black mask he worn many times before and put it on.

'' What if somebody's home.'' Santana said, not wanting to do this at all. The petit latina would never be caught stealing anything but here she ways going to rob a house for the second time in her life.

Santana and Puck had been best friends ever since pre school. They grew up together, got drunk together, even had a relationship together at one point of their lives. However Santana knew right away that she wasn't interested in Puck like that, she was more into girls. So when Puck had asked her for a favor two days ago she didn't hesitate, why not help a friend out, it wasn't like it was anything major, right? To Santana's surprise Puck had asked her for help to rob somebody's house in a old part of New York. The first thing the Latina did was freak. She had never done anything like that in her life. Yeah maybe she was a bitch in high school, calling people out and making fun of them but she would never steal anything, ever. But when Santana argued that she didn't want to do it Puck had only comeback and said that she was apart of it now and if the cops found out she was going away with him, so wether Santana liked it or not she had to rob that persons house, and that she did. Both her and Puck had come out with more then 10,000 dollars worth of jewelry, electronics and stashed cash. The Latina felt awful after words but swore to some how find a way to pay them back some day.

'' Nobody's home Santana.'' Puck sighed handing his friend a black mask. '' If it makes you feel any better I watched her leave the house with her friend tonight and I'm sure she won't be back till tomorroe.'' The muscular mohawk man said. '' And god were they ever hot!'' Puck added with a wink towards his friend. Santana sighed as she slipped her mask over her slim head and looked down at her hands. This was just going to have to be another house she had to pay back at some point in her life, she wasn't a thief, Santana Lopez never stole anything, ever.

'' You have to promise me this is definitely the last time Puckerman. I'm serious.'' The small Latina growled as she stared at the boy. Puck raised his hands in defense and let out a small laugh.

'' Okay okay. Last time, I promise.'' Santana nodded as she hung her head low and quietly climbed out of the pick up truck they were currently in. Puck followed and together they quickly walked to the front door.

'' It's locked.'' Puck whispered.

'' No shit sherlock.'' Santana spat back. '' Pick the damn lock and lets hurry this up some.'' The Latina added.

'' Don't have to be so snappy San.'' Puck laughed as he did as he was told and picked the lock rather quickly. Before they knew it both of them were inside the house and started to rummage through the person's belongings.

Brittany bolted awake once she herd something going on downstairs. At first the tall blonde thought it was just Quinn seeing how she was doing, but as she looked over at her digital clock and realized it was two o'clock in the morning she knew there was no way Quinn was up at this hour in the morning, that was if she wasn't drunk or at a party.

Brittany quietly got out of bed and looked around for something to use as a weapon, although she soon realized this was going to be very difficult. She had a major headache and could barely open her eyes to see. She was still wearing her pants but on only one leg so the other pant leg was dragging behind her and she still only had a bra on. However this didn't phase the blonde, she was just worried about finding something to use in defense and seeing what was going on downstairs. The blonde looked around when her eyes finally landed on a cane she had to use a couple months ago due to a dancing injury.

'' Perfect.'' Brittany whispered as she tip toed over to the cane and picked it up. As soon as she began to walk out of the room and towards the stairs she could make out small whispers. To the blonde it sounded like a guy and a girl, but she wasn't for sure. The blonde held her breathe as she slowly made her way down the stairs with the cane in hand, not wanting to make any attention to herself. She saw a bigger figure, definitely a boy looking through her shelves and a smaller one, definitely a girl unhooking her t.v. and Nintendo Wii.

What the hell Brittany thought as she reached the last step, both bodies not facing her. With one last deep breathe Brittany ran over to the closest body, which happened to be the girls, and swung the cane as hard as she could against the girls leg. The tall blonde herd the girl let out a painful scream as she dropped to floor and watched the man drop all her stuff and run out the door.

A/N #2: Continue? Oh and I should mention that I got the title from the reality TV show BigBrother. (: