Hey everyone here's the new story I promised a while back. It might take a while to upload the second part and to post any other stories that I have written out as I just had a death in the family. Thank you all for your support of my stories and I promise that I still have quite a few left that I will write, it just might be a while before I get back to writing.

A Killer Amongst Us

"Britt honey please put the knife down he's not going to attack you, he's just trying to fix the sink." Santana sighs knowing she should have double checked before calling the plumber as now she'd be cleaning blood out of the carpet for the next few hours.

"But Sanny he looks just like him." Brittany pouts knowing that her girlfriend wouldn't try to slop her now.

She stalked closer to the man a huge butcher knife in her hand.

Santana left the room not wanting to see whatever gruesome thing the blond was going to do. She headed up to their room which she'd had sound proofed before they moved in. Sighing she headed to the safe unlocking it and putting away her gun and badge.

Yes, Santana was a cop sworn to protect the citizens of New York and yes her girlfriend was a killer, a serial killer, but in Santana's eyes it wasn't the same as other killers. She knew how horrible Brittany's parents had been to her up until the day that she slit their throats. Santana may or may not have helped, but that's not the point. Her girlfriend had been beat, raped and tortured most of her childhood so the fact that she killed people who reminded her of them mostly though she killed bad people who hurt others didn't bug her too much. Plus she made up for it by catching other criminals.

They had grown up in Lima, Ohio, but very differently. Santana's childhood had been very normal her mom and dad loved her very much and gave her everything and anything that she could ever want. Brittany's childhood was horrible and in fact she didn't start attending school until she was sixteen and put in the ninth grade. Everyone had made fun of her for being quite different. She lived in a magical world in her head to escape the horrible things her parents did to her. So she hid in the gym and whenever music came over the intercom system she danced. Santana just so happened to be walking by one day about six months into the school year getting an earful from Sue about always wearing her uniform at school when they both saw her. Sue instantly made Brittany a Cheerio and told Santana to help her get a uniform and locker. Santana was memorized by this beautiful blonde dancer that she just nodded and motioned for Brittany to follow her.

Later that day when Puck was picking on Brittany in the hall Santana walked up to him calmly and punched him straight in the nose shouting that no one should pick on Britt or they'll have to deal with her. That was the start of their friendship.

It wasn't until halfway through sophomore year that Santana realized she was in love with her which she should have realized sooner as having sex with the blonde was the only way to distract her from killing. You'd think that when she found out not six months into her friendship with the Brittany that she kills animals and a few bad men that she would have freaked out, but she didn't instead she offered to help.

"San, I'm done." Brittany says wrapping her arms around her waist kissing her shoulder.

"I'll go clean up." Santana says trying to get out of the blonde's embrace only to be pulled back.

"I already did babe, I know that you have to go to work really early tomorrow and I want to cuddle." Brittany says pulling her to the bed.

"Okay honey, but no funny business." Santana says pulling off Brittany's top and bra so she can cup the blonde's boobs.

"I thought you said no funny business." Brittany whispers unbuttoning Santana's shirt.

"Maybe I lied. Your just too sexy for me to keep my hands off of." Santana moans as Brittany cups her boobs giving them a good squeeze.

"Is that so," Brittany whispers straddling her girlfriend.

Just before they can even kiss the doorbell rings.

"You fucking suck!" Santana shouts cursing to herself for not shutting the door.

"San?" Brittany asked wondering if she should get off of her and get the door or not.

"I'll get it babe." Santana offers tapping on blonde's thighs for her to get up.

It was unwritten rule that when Santana was home she'd get the door. It wasn't that she didn't trust her girlfriend she just wanted to protect as much as she could. Thankfully Brittany understood this and followed the rule unless she was alone, Santana told her to open it or if Santana was hurt, but thankfully that hadn't happened. She could only imagine what would happen if anything happened to her, Brittany would lose it.

Opening the door she saw the most unwelcome sight ever their whole old glee club standing on their door step. It had been six years since graduation and that was the last time she saw any of them.

"What the fuck are all of you fools doing here?" Santana snarls.

"Is that anyway to greet an old friend?" Quinn asks pushing her way passed the Latina into the apartment.

"Well maybe I want you all gone so I can go to sleep, I have to get up early." Santana growls hoping that Brittany doesn't come down otherwise they'll all be staying here.

"Sanny be nice their our old friends surely they can come in so we can all catch up." Brittany said skipping in and giving Santana a kiss on the cheek.

"You two are still together?" Puck says though everyone seems extremely shocked.

"Yes we are," Santana growls wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.

"That's great," Kurt says trying to sound happy for them.

The truth was most of them minus Quinn, Mike and Puck all thought that Brittany was one loose screw away from being classified as crazy. The things she had said and did in high school didn't make sense to them. Mercedes was pretty sure that the blonde hadn't graduated, but wasn't as surprised as the rest of them that she was with Santana. The two had been inseparable in high school and even though no one understood why Santana took a liking to the strange blonde it had been nice to see a softer side to the fiery Latina. Plus she had been called in to help with the butcher case to help identify the victims as she was an artist and many of the faces were to messed up to get an ID off of. And due to this she knew that Santana was the lead detective and had a girlfriend. Although they were all here to help on the case Mercedes always did extra research on the detectives she was working with.

"Why are you all here?" Santana asked again.

"We all decided to drop by the lead detective on the butcher case since we're all old friends and are going to be helping you out with the butcher case we thought we'd all stop by." Sam says smiling.

Santana just stares at all of them starting to freak out. She can't let anyone find out about Brittany and take her away. She knows that there's no way that she could live without Brittany, she's the only good thing in this stinking world plus she normally only kills bad people heck the plumber she had just killed had made a comment about bedding her so...she then remembered the plumber.

"Um Britt I have to go take care of that thing in the kitchen from earlier." Santana says making her way towards the kitchen as everyone finally starts to sit down.

"I told you I handled it," Brittany softly says feeling bad that Santana always had to clean up after her.

"Well I'm just going to check in case you missed anything." Santana says coming back over and giving her a kiss before heading into the kitchen.

To her surprise it was all clean and the knife was cooking in the oven along with was she thought must be the guy. The bones in a acid container to be disposed of later. She couldn't help, but smile at how good her woman had become at cleaning up.

"You're right as usual." Santana said coming back in and sitting on Brittany's lap.

"See nothing to worry about." she whispers kissing Santana's cheek.

"Britt since we all know what Santana does what about you?" Blaine asks getting everyone's attention as they all wanted to know if she did anything or just lived with Santana that was the favorite at the moment.

"Well I teach dance at NYADA and Juilliard and I sometimes choreograph things for some Broadway plays and singers." Brittany shrugged like it was no big deal cause to her it really wasn't.

"How?" Rachel managed to get out.

"Are you trying to say something Berry." Santana growls.

"No, no, no I just mean I thought she left Lima when you did and thus didn't graduate." Rachel says hiding behind Finn.

"I got into Juilliard despite not graduating and then graduated from there two years later. Apparently I'm like some dancing, choreographer god according to all my teachers." Brittany shrugged hugging Santana. "After I graduated I was offered a job teaching at Juilliard and a year later I was offered to also teach at NYADA it's really no big deal San here does all the hard work."

"Wow just wow," Kurt says voicing what everyone else was thinking.

"Yes my girlfriend is amazing now could you all leave so I can go to freakin' sleep." Santana grumbles motioning for everyone to leave.

"Oh well we'll see you tomorrow at work." Rachel shouts as Santana shoves them out.

"San can we invite them over for dinner on Friday?" Brittany pouts giving her puppy dog eyes.

"Only if you promise no more messes for the rest of the week. The Sergeant is busting balls since finding that frat guy whose father just so happens to be the mayor." Santana sighs knowing full well that he did deserve it for trying to rape that girl, but of course no one else knew about that as the girl refused to speak up especially after he was killed.

"But Sanny what if-"

"Promise me Britt," Santana cuts her off for once not giving into Brittany's pout.

"Fine, but only cause I want to see the glee club." Brittany pouts before cracking a huge smile. "And I guess for you so you won't have too much work to do."

"Good to know you still care about me." Santana smirked knowing full well that the blonde cared more for her than anything and that it was the one thing she could say that would get the blonde all riled up to drag her up to their room and have her way with her.

"Now you're in for it." Brittany growled picking up the petit Latina and carrying her up to their room.

Brittany gently laid Santana down on the bed taking a few seconds to stare down at her. That was the last really gentle thing she did. To say Brittany was a beast in bed was an understatement no Santana would classify it as a fucking god on steroids. She was crazy, but Santana loved it and it wasn't too crazy like no BDSM shit.

"Whose whore are you?" Brittany demanded ripping off all of Santana's clothes in two shift moves.

"Oh god Britt please," Santana begged as teased her drawing circles on her folds occasionally hitting her clit, but never lingering as long as she wanted slash needed.

"I asked whose whore are you?" Brittany demanded giving her pussy a light slap.

"Fuck yours babe only yours." Santana whimpered bucking her hips.

"That's right and you better never forget it." Brittany smirks plunging two fingers in causing Santana to moan.

Santana grabbed Brittany's neck bringing her into a searing kiss. She was trying to get any ounce of control that the blonde would allow her. Brittany ran her tongue over the Latina's bottom lip asking for permission which she granted immediately.

"Oh god right there Britt." Santana moaned as Brittany curled her fingers hitting one of the Latina's spots.

"Fuck San you're so fucking hot." Brittany groans pulling her fingers out.

Santana groans in frustration, but not two seconds later is moaning in pleasure as Brittany licks her folds once, then twice. After several moments of Brittany teasing her, she seemed satisfied and plunged into her fingering her clit.

"Oh god B faster I'm so close." Santana moaned. "BRITT-" she screamed liquid gushing out almost faster than Brittany could swallow.

Riding Santana's orgasm out Brittany resurfaced whipping her juices off her face smirking as the Latina who was laying on the bed drained. Brittany crawled up next to her giving her a quick kiss before cuddling into her side nuzzling into the crock of her neck.

"I love you so much B," Santana yawned.

"I love you too so much S," Brittany whispers stoking Santana's hair as she fell asleep.

Brittany couldn't sleep seeing the glee club brought back all the memories of her parents and what they had done to her. She felt the need to squeeze the life out of something. It tore her up cause she had just promised Santana that she wouldn't kill anyone and here she was thinking about killing something. Sighing she tightened her grip around Santana and reluctantly fell asleep.

Santana was woken up by Brittany crying out for her. At first she had no idea what was going on all she knew was Brittany was trashing next to her. When she whimpered Santana's name and mumbled something about stopping him she knew that the blonde was having a nightmare.

"Britt please wake up it's okay I'm here." Santana begged trying to shake the blonde awake.

It took several minutes of shaking and dodging fists, but Santana finally managed to wake her.

"Sanny!" Brittany cried clinging tightly to the Latina.

"It's okay, I'm here." Santana calmly says rubbing Brittany's back.

"I saw them and he was hurting me while she watched and laughed." Brittany sobbed into Santana's shoulder.

"It was just a dream B they're not here and can never hurt you ever again. Remember what I told you when I found out?" Santana asks still holding on tightly to the blonde. That night would forever be etched into her brain as it was the very same night that Brittany with her help of course stood up to her parents which ended up with them dead and Brittany in her bed every night since. Though whither she helped killed them or not she still won't say.

"Yeah, that you would always protect me from bad people like that." Brittany lightly sobbed.

"That's right B and I'll never ever ever break a promise to you." Santana says with such conviction that Brittany full heartedly believes her. "I wonder what brought back your nightmares? You haven't had one since we left..." she trails off knowing exactly what caused it.

"Don't worry San I have to face it sometime why not now plus I really want to catch up our old friends." Brittany reasons not wanting the Latina to find some excuse to make their old friends leave.

"If they get really bad though I'm putting an end to them being here." Santana tells her before kissing her and laying them both back down to get some much needed sleep.

When Santana woke up the next morning she rolled over to give Brittany a good morning kiss only to find her side of the bed was cold. She had a momentary freak out where she thought that the police had snuck in, in the middle of the night and arrested her then she heard the shower running and instantly felt better. Getting out of bed she walked into their bathroom and straight into the shower, wrapping her arms around the blonde beauty already in there.

"Good morning to you too," Brittany giggles as Santana starts kissing her body all over.

"Why are you up so early?" Santana husks helping Brittany wash her back.

"Julie called and said that she couldn't teach her eight am class as she just came down with the flu and asked me to fill in for her." Brittany says turning around to face her girlfriend and give her a peck on the lips.

"Oh so we don't have time for a quickie?" Santana asks hoping to get some morning sex in before she has to go to work.

"No we don't and since when do you do quickies? Last time I checked we needed at least a half hour." Brittany smirks getting out of the shower.

Santana stood there mouth hung open staring after her girlfriend.

"She really is going to be the death of me one way or another." Santana whispers as she finishes up her shower.

By the time Santana finally got herself dressed and downstairs for her first cup of coffee, her blonde dancer was on her way out the door.

"Love you babe, see you later tonight." Brittany shouts blowing Santana a kiss.

Santana smiled like an idiot as she watched her girlfriend leave. She sighed looking at her watch knowing she had to be out the door in fifteen minutes at the latest. God she hated work sometimes like when she had to pull doubles and wouldn't get home until Brittany would just be getting up to go to work herself though she wouldn't trade her job for the anything in the world except perhaps Brittany, but then again she'd give her life for Brittany. Brittany was her exception to every and anything. No matter what so long as she had the blonde at her side it would be alright.

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"Santana I have great news. You have help on the butcher case." the Sergeant shouted motioning for Santana to follow her.

Santana groaned as she knew that now she'd have to work with all her old classmates on a case that she didn't want solved unless they arrested the wrong person. She could only hope that none of them would remember the five killings in Lima during high school that were eerily similar. It had taken her a lot of time to make sure no one would ever find a paper trail that would connect them, but if someone were to remember that's a whole different ball game.

"Great," Santana says with fake enthusiasm.

"Well I'll let her inform you all on the case." the Sergeant says smiling at all of them before walking away.

"Okay asshats I'm not looking forward to working with any of you, but I doubt that that's a shock so how about you tell me what you can do to help my case and then and only then will I tell you more about it." Santana snarls and they're all brought back to high school.

Quinn of course not being scared of the Latina decides to go first. "Well I'm a lawyer now and the mayor called me down from Boston hoping that maybe I could help catch the lunatic who murdered his son." she shrugs knowing full well that Santana is ten shades of whipped by Brittany and would have a hard explaining why she was here so she felt pretty safe.

"I accept that you can help so you may stay." Santana says looking around for whose next.

"I'm an artist and your boss or something called my boss in LA and asked if I could come out and do sketches of the victims faces as well you know." Mercedes says not looking at all happy to be here. She would rather be back with her boyfriend and far away from this lunatic who had already killed two cops.

"Your alright too I guess, it would be nice to be able to identify the ones we haven't been able to yet." Santana sighs trying to make it sound like she really wants to find whose been doing this.

"Well Finn, myself and Sam all are PI's and were called by the mayor just like Quinn." Puck says giving Santana an encouraging smile that they together will totally catch him.

"Fuck, fine you all can stay, but I still want to know what you all can do." Santana gives in throwing her arms in the air.

"Well I myself am just a clothing designer, but Blaine here is pretty damn good coroner and I just so happen to be helpful in weird ways plus there's no way I was allowing Blaine to come here to search for this psycho alone." Kurt says even though he didn't add and might die everyone knew that he meant that too.

"Let's be honest we all know I'm here for intel and IT cause I love computers." Artie says glaring at Santana pissed that she took away his one chance at love.

"Mike and myself are CSI's from Chicago and have the highest conviction rate so we were asked to help out." Tina shyly says.

"I happen to be a CI for several major departments and I have many contacts and when the mayor called I couldn't say no despite the fact that I was going to be cast as the lead in the Sound of Music." Rachel smiles happy that she at least gets to act for her job.

"Daddy knows the mayor and it's my job to make sure you idiots don't fuck up cause I'm a big time reporter perhaps you've read some of my work." Sugar says smirking cause yes everyone here does know what she does especially Santana.

"I'm a beat cop in Brooklyn and I've caught five of the murder so they thought I could help out." Rory says looking over at Santana, he knows that she's a hard ass and doesn't get along with others which is why she doesn't have a partner. She still scares him.

"Well Santana now I think you owe us and should fill us in on the case." Quinn demands.

"Fine well it all started four years ago when a John Doe was found neck slashed several times and face bashed in. I was assigned the case and after a month of no leads it went cold until we, my partner Jerry and myself caught another one just like our John Doe except it was a woman this time. Over the next two and a half years we caught forty-two more cases that fit with our first two. We never got any leads until a year ago when Jerry thought he knew who the killer was, but he was killed by them before he could tell anyone." Santana pauses to take a deep breath. "After that we tripled our search efforts only to find more bodies and another dead cop though this one wasn't working on the case. A few weeks ago when the mayor's son was killed and I dug through our records to find several more cases that were from our killer. In total in the last four and a half years this killer has killed seventy-three people maiming each of their faces until they were unrecognizable and four slices on their necks. There are usually although stable wounds to the bodies, but nothing that is the same." she finally finishes.

"Wait it's that many!" Rachel gasps.

"Yeah now let's all go start working on catching this criminal." Santana said trying to cringe at saying criminal.

The next four hours Santana watched and made sure that no one caught on to any connection to the killings in Lima.

"Sanny, I brought you lunch." Brittany says walking in.

"Look everyone Lopez's hot girl is here." Jimmy shouted.

"Thanks Jimmy," Brittany shouts winking at him.

"I'm shocked that he hasn't turned up dead yet." Santana whispers kissing Brittany's cheek.

"He's harmless and it's all in good fun plus he's always complimenting me. Cause after all I am your hot girl, at least he acknowledges it." Brittany whispers back wrapping her arms around Santana.

Santana smirked beyond happy with the fact that her girlfriend had come to bring her lunch.

"So how has it been with our old friends?" Brittany asks giving Santana a kiss on the cheek.

"It's been taxing and I've contemplated killing Rachel a few times, but overall it's been okay." Santana says as Brittany hands her a sub.

Three desks over Rachel sits with Quinn and Mercedes looking at the couple.

"Who would have thought that Santana Lopez would be a cop and still with Brittany." Rachel says staring at them.

"Please I knew from the minute I met them that they would be together forever." Quinn says smiling as she looks at them.

"Brittany doesn't seem as weird as she was in high school. She's like normal when first saw her I expected her to be the same weird girl." Mercedes says smiling.

"She was only weird cause her parents home schooled her until freshman year and for some reason kept her away from people. Once she met Santana everything started to change. After her parents were killed and she moved in with the Lopez's she started to really became more normal at least at certain times." Quinn explains still smiling at the couple as she watched Santana feed Brittany some grapes.

"I'm glad that they're doing so well." Rachel says. "Though honestly I half expected them to have one or two little ones running around."

"Yeah I always got the feeling that Brittany would be amazing with kids and we all know that what Brittany wants Santana gets her." Mercedes laughs at the thought.

"Who knows maybe they do have kids, but they were asleep." Rachel says.

"I don't think so. I think that kids are an upcoming thing for them as Santana would want sure that she could take care of all of them." Quinn points out.

"What you ladies talking about?" Kurt asks walking over.

"Just about those two love birds." Mercedes says motioning towards Brittany and Santana.

"They are very interesting aren't they." Kurt smiles before he remembers why he came over. "Blaine wants us all down in the morgue now."

"Santana apparently Blaine wants us in the morgue now." Quinn shouts and Santana just flips them off.

"I'll be down in a few." Santana shouts before turning her attention back to her girlfriend.

"You have to go and so do I." Brittany says kissing her softly.

"I'll see you at home around eight." Santana says giving her a peck on the lips before slapping her ass as she leaves.

"Damn Lopez I wish I had someone half as hot as your girlfriend." Jimmy says coming over to hand her another file on the butcher. "They just found this body last night in a meat locker it's been there for at least three weeks."

"Face smashed in again damn he's good." Santana says reading the report.

"Yeah, but we got a hit off his finger prints and he was a pedophile. That makes the sixth pedophile that he's killed." Jimmy says.

"Well at least he's killing other criminals." Santana says before heading down to the morgue.

Santana walked down the hall ducking into a storage room. She was trying to collect her breath from the encounter. It shocked her as normal whenever she saw another one of the butcher, her girlfriend's victims. No matter how many she saw it still shocked her every time. Half the time she didn't know when or who her girl had killed or why and when she got home after finding a new victim she would ask Brittany what they had done.

"I can do this," Santana says trying to calm herself. "I have to do this for Britt." she mutters opening the door and heading for the morgue.

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Brittany walks out of the station with a smug look on her face. She has the hottest girlfriend ever and someday soon she would have the hottest wife. She had overheard one of Santana's police buds talking about how lucky Santana was to have her and that diamond ring she had brought would defiantly do the trick. So now she knew that Santana was going to propose soon. The smile on Brittany's face grew as she thought of spending the rest of her life with Santana. They would certainly have the cutest kids ever and Santana would never let what happened to her happen to their kids she was sure of it. It was the thing she lived the most about the Latina she was fiercely protective.

Flashback

"San it's nothing just leave it." Brittany begged as Santana lifted up her shirt after seeing some saver bruising on the blonde's stomach during practice.

"Britt it's not nothing who did this to you I'll beat-" the rest of what Santana was going to say was lost as she saw how bruising up her girlfriend truly was. She thought she was actually going to be sick. She couldn't imagine anyone wanting to hurt poor innocent Brittany. No one at school would be stupid enough to do this as they all knew Santana would kill them. "He did this didn't he." she growled.

"San it's nothing really I'm fine." Brittany begged not wanting him to hurt her too.

"No he's hurting you. How can you defend him when he's hurting you." Santana says grabbing Brittany's hands. "I don't want him to hurt you anymore please come stay with me. I know my parents will be more than okay with you staying." she pleas actually starting to cry.

"I can't San, they'll make it ten times worse if I do." Brittany whispers in a broken voice that breaks Santana's heart.

"They Brittany, does your mother help him?" Santana growls wrapping her arms around Brittany and pulling her into her.

"San, you can't say anything they'll hurt you if they find out that you know. I don't want him to rap-"

"He fucking rapes you! I'm going to kill him!" Santana shouts jumping up.

"San, no." Brittany tries to stop her.

"Britt I don't get it, you've killed several people and if anyone deserves to die it's them for what they're doing to you." Santana growls not sure exactly what they've done, but she sure as hell isn't going to let them hurt Brittany anymore.

"I can't their my parents and if they die then where will I go." Brittany asks smiling at the thought of slitting their throats.

"You'll live with me cause I love you Britt and hate that your getting hurt by them." Santana sadly says.

"I love you too Sanny, but I'm scared that if they escape that they'll hurt you." Brittany sobs into Santana's shoulder as she clings tightly to her.

"Honey they won't hurt me cause I know you'll never let them escape. I'll come with you if you want." Santana offered kissing her.

"No Sanny, I don't want you to have to see that." Brittany says looking off into the distance.

"Britt wither you like it or not I'm coming. I have to make sure that they are dead otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night." Santana sighs looking into Brittany's eyes.

"Okay fine, but stay behind me." Brittany agrees knowing that Santana will come no matter what.

Santana nods and smiles at her girlfriend, leaning in she lightly kisses her. Even though this girl has been through hell from her parents she's still so sweet and innocent. She didn't know what Brittany would actually do to her parents, but there was no way in hell that she was allowing Brittany to remain in that house. She had been so in her thoughts that she didn't notice that they were standing in front of Brittany's house.

"San remember you have to stay behind me." Brittany says walking up the front steps over to a flower pot where she draws out a knife. "Behind me, okay." she says turning around to make sure Santana is behind her.

"I know love," Santana sighs.

Brittany steps inside to see her dad sitting on the couch beer in hand and her mother in the kitchen. They don't notice her or that Santana who they've heard a little bit about is right behind her. She makes it all the way to right behind her father before either of them notice.

"Brittany what do you think you're doing?" he mom asks, but it's too late as she quickly cuts three long deep gashes on her dads neck cutting his carotid.

"I'm doing what you taught me." Brittany growls stacking towards her mother.

"Your getting what's coming to you." Santana yells from behind Brittany.

"Well, well, well if it isn't the little whore that this fucking whore has been hanging out with." her mother growled pissed and ready to teach her disobedient daughter a lesson. She smirks thinking of the good smacking that she would give her that she didn't notice the other girl coming up behind her.

"San!"

"Britt," Santana shouts running over to her and hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry Britt, but I couldn't let her hurt you." she sobbed into her shoulder.

"It's okay San, I'm fine." Brittany says rubbing her back.

"What do we do now?" Santana asks clinging tightly to Brittany's arm looking at the dead bodies on the ground. She felt like throwing up. She couldn't believe that she had slit Brittany's mom throat, but the thought of her hurting Brittany had overwhelmed everything else and she snapped. No one hurt her girlfriend and lived to tell about it.

"We go to your house San and pretend we know nothing." Brittany calmly says taking her girlfriends hands and leading her out of the house. She knew that this was the one time she had to take care of the Latina.

Three days later Brittany was now under the guardianship of Mr. and Mrs. Lopez and neither her or Santana were suspected in the killings of the Pierce parents. The police thought that it was some kind of robbery as unbeknownst to Santana, Brittany had gone back to insure that no one ever suspect them especially Santana.

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"Ms. Pierce are we going to start or what?" Timmy asked looking up at her.

"Yeah sorry class my mind has been elsewhere as my high school friends just came into town and we're all getting together later this week." Brittany said smiling.

"That's cool Ms. P, but contrary to popular belief I would actually love to learn this new dance you have planned for us." Sarah smiled.

Brittany was by far the best and favorite teacher at both Juilliard and NYADA. She taught seven two hour classes at Juilliard and three three hour classes at NYADA. All of her classes were always full and she had many people asking for her to teach more classes. As she only worked two days at Juilliard and one day at NYADA.

"Okay everyone great class I'll see you all next week." Brittany said at the end of her last class for the day.

It was only four and since Santana wouldn't be home for a while Brittany decided to call Kurt and see if he wanted to meet up for coffee.