The Bodyguard -Brittana Fanfic

Chapter 4

Brittany spent the afternoon, driving around Los Angeles from radio stations to magazine and live interviews to clothing stores to salons. Brittany rang ahead at each location to speak with a manager or organiser, she managed to dictate Santana's every movement without argument, which Brittany found refreshing, considering the cavalier attitude Santana had seemed to originally have towards her security.

Brittany wondered at this turn of events, how had Santana's attitude shifted so quickly? The thought puzzled her, but as she watched Santana through every interview, which she made with grace and charm, she realized Santana was just generally exhausted. As Brittany followed Santana into the car after her last interview of the day, well past 10pm she saw Santana give a giant yawn and almost curl up in her seat.

"Alright Santana, we're totally done for the day, time to drop you home and I'm going out," Quinn finished with a big grin, Santana nodded and yawned again, stretching dramatically.

"You and Mr Doc Martin gnome have a lovely anniversary, please don't tell me anything about it," Santana stated, giving Quinn a mildly disgusted look.

"We will, thankyou Santana, don't worry you won't miss out on a thing, I'll send you picture updates," Quinn finished, staring lovingly down at a text, obviously from Rachel.

"Wow, and here I was thinking my Saturday night off was going to be boring, now it's going to be both boring and disturbing, fantastic," Santana said, rubbing her eyes.

"How many years have you and Rachel been dating, Quinn?" Brittany asked, staring out the window at a car she thought she had seen a few times during the day. Brittany pulled out her notepad to take note of the registration of the car and decided it was not the same car she thought, noting it's number plate and colour were slightly varied from the one she had seen a few times during the day, but still noting the cars number plate, make and model, you could never be too certain.

"Don't encourage her to talk about it, jeez Brittany, you really need Santana training," Santana gave Brittany's thigh a good measured push and a cheeky smile to match.

Even when Santana was exhausted, Quinn noticed, she still flirted with women, maybe it was in her genes or something. Quinn glanced at Brittany and noticed her staring at the part on her leg where Santana had touched her with slightly red cheeks. Maybe she wasn't as immune to the Lopez charm as Quinn had first thought, she hoped she was reading too much into it.

"Shut it Lopez," Quinn said glaring daggers, which Santana ignored. "This is our eight year anniversary, we started dating a couple days before I turned twenty one, although if I wasn't such a chicken, it would have been at least our twelfth anniversary, wish I had the guts to date her in high school, but you know, high school?" Quinn finished with a saddened expression, shrugging her shoulders.

Brittany nodded in agreement, even though she went to a fairly liberal high school, she still remembered the taunts people got for being different, which was a big reason she left her bisexuality a secret until after high school.

Pulling up to the Lopez estate, the new security guards checked beneath the car and processed all their identifications in record time, opening the front gates for them as they wound their way up the driveway.

Santana gave another dramatic yawn, "I'm going to get my spa on and hit up some delicious Californian wine, yum..." she smiled, eyes glazing over, staring up at her house with a look of total exhaustion.

Kurt opened the car door as they pulled up outside the front door of Santana's house, Brittany exited ahead of Santana with Santana and Quinn quickly following.

Santana hugged Kurt as Blaine came out of the garage in his car, Kurt got in and the couple took off. "Alright Santana I'm out, you need anything before I go?" Quinn asked, looking at her phone as she spoke, Santana gave a smirk.