AN: Sorry about not updating sooner. I've planned this story now and I know exactly where it's going to go though so it should be easier to get written...I hope. Anyway, thank you again for reading and favourites, reviews, alerts :) And thank you for reading.

I've also forgotten to add a disclaimer to this so here it is:

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters I've used. If I did own Glee it would probably be called Brittana and the only characters in it would be Santana, Brittany, Quinn, Rachel and Mike. So, yeah...It's not mines. :)

"You said it yourself Stefan." You growl in a panicked tone after searching your mind for ideas but coming up with nothing. "I'll kill you all, you know I can."

"I don't doubt that for a second." Stefan agrees with a nod. You see the twisted smile on his lips and wonder why he's not afraid to die, why he doesn't seem to be putting up much of a fight. Maybe he thinks you'll hand Brittany over before the three men attack. "But you can't kill us and protect her at the same time. Make your choice Ms. Santana."

In you're mind there is no choice to be made. You'll fight and die to protect her if you have to and pray to God that she doesn't get hurt. Your feet shuffle backwards until Brittany's front comes into contact with your back and then you pushed her so she begins taking steps towards the wall behind you.

"Santana..." Brittany whispers through clenched teeth. You feel the fear in her words and you have to force your eyes not to slip closed in defeat.

"Don't worry." You mutter back still afraid to say anything too comforting but needing to let her know that you'll do anything to make sure she's okay. Your eyes are glued on the three slowly advancing vampires and you don't dare blink. They move slowly towards you because they know who you are and what you're capable of. There is fear in their eyes and for a brief moment it excites you. You'd love this if the person standing behind you wasn't Brittany. The reality of it hits you then; you've known her for so little time yet you're willing to die for her now. You'll give your life if it means Brittany leaving unharmed. You've never once felt like that before and it's more powerful than you could imagine. You feel stronger somehow because of it.

You don't know what's happened until it's too late. Brittany tenses behind you and then she's darting forward, taking the vampires by surprise. She charges at the one on the right, taking him to the floor and he collapses with a shout under her. The two others turn to the commotion and that's when you act. Still shocked, you sweep across to them, smashing your knee into the stomach of the one in the middle, the one closest to Brittany, and then bending slightly to grab onto his shoulders and rising as you flip him over your head. He smashes awkwardly to the floor with a loud crash. The vampire on the left grabs for your back when he focus' and you feel his sharp nails tear through the material of your top and rip through the flesh of your back. You ignore the pain and flash your eyes to where Brittany is wrestling with the vampire she tackled to the floor and seeing she is dealing with it, you spin to face the other. You swipe your arm out at him, angry that he's hurt you but he ducks under it and grabs your wrist. Before you can think of the most effective way to wriggle free, the vampire you flipped staggers to his feet looking hungrily at Brittany.

You throw your leg backwards, delivering a shattering blow to the vampires shin and you hear a shuddering crack that rings in your ears. He screams out, his grip on your wrist getting slacker and you take advantage, twirling around and twisting his arm tighter and tighter until you hear a snap. You shove him quickly to the floor and tackle the other vampire as he flies through the air, preventing him from colliding with Brittany only a fraction of a second before he does.

Both of your bodies smash to the ground and he groans, trying to shrug you off. You pin him, restraining his arms with powerful legs and repeatedly crash your fist against his face. You drain him of energy as you do this and just before you can deliver another hard blow you hear Brittany scream. Your head snaps up instantly and you shoot off him rushing to where the vampire had Brittany on her face on the floor. He grabs a handful of her hair, cursing her and the sight leaves you angrier than you've ever been in your entire life.

You smash into his back, tearing at his flesh with your nails, making him leave her. He turns to you and you smash him backwards with a fast first, you do it again before he can react. Brittany crawls to her feet only to be taken out by the vampire whos wrist and leg you had just snapped. He seems to have recovered quickly but he's limping still and cradling his wrist against his chest. He kicks her to the floor and you bring your leg up, bend it and then smash it against the chest of the vampire in front of you. He flies backwards and you dart to the other vampire, your first blow landing on his broken leg, taking him to his knee. He tries to lift himself but you swing your leg around and it collides with his face. You hear another snap and he screams as he falls back.

The other two vampires are struggling to their feet so you quickly pull Brittany to hers inspecting her briefly to make sure she is okay. There is a bruise on the side of her cheek and her eye is swollen. You don't say a word to her, you don't have time to. One of the vampires thrusts his body towards you and you crash to the floor on top of Brittany who groans. You're being picked up and thrown through the air before you can make sure she's okay. You're vision goes fuzzy and everything shakes when you smash against the brick wall of the basement, hearing and feeling the bricks move and break with the force. Slumping to the floor, your mind goes blank for a second and you can't hear a thing. You're eyes flutter, and you flop onto your stomach, then onto your hands and knees and then you push up onto your feet, slumping against the wall as you do.

Then you smell it; the thing you had been afraid of most. Blood. She's bleeding. And fuck, because you're in trouble now. Your eyes widen and your vision focus' as you inhale sharply feeling guilty for doing so. Then you panic. She's bleeding and vampires with no control whatsoever are advancing.

You see her then, slumped on the floor. It's a deep gash on her arm she's bleeding from and the smell just keep getting sweeter and sweeter the more she bleeds. You know what happened last time. You don't know if, in you're state you can resist it. You don't need an answer to that when you see two vampires stumbling to her. You don't think before flying to them, bringing them both to the floor by Brittany's side before they know you're coming. You land on top of one and chance a look over at Stefan who looks pained now. He smells the blood and he's trying so very hard not to react to it. You grab the vampire's head you're sitting on and tilt in, twist sharply hearing a crunching and all movement stills as his head falls to the floor, dead. You flip off of him and over Brittany's body onto your feet grabbing the standing vampires neck as you do and spinning him around. He tries to twist free and swipe at you but you bend him down and then roll over his back twisting his head sharply as you do, hearing another cracking. You shove him down and he crashed dead to the ground.

The third vampire is only now pulling himself to his feet, excited by the smell of the hot liquid exposed to the air. You want it so badly. You want to taste it, to have it on your lips and tongue and in your body but you resist. You resist and it just about kills you to. You don't have time to help Brittany because you need to protect her now.

The last vampire makes a move towards you and you lunge at him. You're swatted to the side and then he's on you. His legs wrapped around your stomach, restraining your hands and squeezing you tightly. His fist connects hard against your jaw and you taste blood on your tongue. You stupidly turn to face him and the next punch he delivers is directly to your lips and you feel the hot gush of blood as the bottom one splits. Wriggling free is too hard, he's too strong in this position. The only advantage you have is that he's more distracted by the blood than you and when he turns his head to the smell, eager for blood, you take the opportunity and twist your arm up to grip his knee. Your grip is hard, so hard that your own bones and muscles ache and you're not sure who's bone will snap first. He roars in pain and his leg loosens from around you. You squeeze impossibly harder and you hear the snap.

Your eyes dart over to Brittany who on the floor, hand on head, the other held out in front of her as she gazes at the pooling blood. Without using her hands, she pushes herself to her feet staggering a little and then steadying herself. Your head whips around to make sure Stefan wont make a move but he's nowhere in sight. Before you can curse the evil vampire, you feel a tug on your leg and remember what you're doing. You wrestle the vampire away from you and to the ground taking advantage of his newly broken knee. When you stretch over to grip his head, you feel the sting in your back from your earlier injury that's healing now. You twist his head, it snaps, he falls and you breath a sigh of relief.

Collapsing to the ground beside him for a second, you regain your breath feeling a little bit more than proud of yourself. You didn't think you could kill three, quite stubborn, fairly strong vampires and protect Brittany at the same time. You open your eyes realizing that they had slipped closed and see Brittany wobbling towards you. You're on your feet before she takes another step and you're rushing to her, feeling after feeling flooding through you.

You though for sure she was going to die, you thought you were too. You'd never felt this kind of relief or happiness before and when Brittany smiles wonkily at you you swallow a lump, embarrassed that you feel like you're about to cry.

Before anything is said you remember her arm. With a deep breath and still trying to ignore the more than appealing smell you take your own wrist to your mouth and bite down hard, tasting the blood briefly on your tongue. Brittany's eyes widen a little but yours reassure her and she lets you take her tender arm.

"This'll sting." You warn but don't give her the chance to really prepare herself. You press your bleeding wrist to the gaping wound on her arm and Brittany hisses in a sharp breath and then whimpers. You glance up at her feeling guilty and see tears of pain streaming down her cheeks. She muffles a groan by biting into her lips and her face scrunches up. "I'm sorry."

A few seconds later the pain passes as you remove your wrist and watch in relief as the skin on Brittany's arm heals and closes. Brittany gasps and pokes her finger against the skin expecting it to hurt but you know it wont. There's a scar there now that will be a little tender for a while but she's fine and you feel relief flood over you once more.

Your eyes lock with Brittany and she's beaming at you, relieved herself. All of your injuries have healed but you're back is still a little stiff.

"I thought you really didn't care if they took me!" Brittany gasped suddenly grabbing your arm with her hand. Your skin tingles at the touch and you have to swallow another lump in your throat. You hate yourself for making her think that and can't bear to think that she believe it. "I though you'd let them kill me!"

"I wont...I was never going...I would never..." You try to find words but they fail you. The emotions swimming in your mind and through your body are just too much. You've never felt so many things before. You've never felt this way.

"I was so scared!" Brittany whispers gripping your arm tighter.

"I'm so sorry, Brittany." You apologize again shaking your head ashamed. "I thought if they didn't think I cared then they'd leave you alone and...and just come after me but it didn't work and I didn't think I could kill them and help you at them same time but then you attacked them and I had to fight and I was so afraid that you'd get hurt because of me...I didn't want you to get hurt. I'm so sorry, I never want you to get hurt. " You were rambling now and saying things you'd never said before, things that if anyone other than Brittany heard you say you'd probably die of embarrassment.

"Santana, it's okay." Brittany gasped smiling a little now. "I didn't know if they were-"

"I can't believe I let them come here and attack you. I didn't mean for you to get hurt, I swear. I'm sorry I let it happen." You had never been so honest with Brittany before and this was the only time you had let Brittany know you had any feeling for her at all. The things you were saying were making it obvious but you didn't care you were just so glad that she was okay.

"Santana, it's okay. We're okay." Brittany tried to shut you up with a chuckle but you couldn't stop.

"I just...I'm so glad you're okay. I don't know what I would have done if they had taken or...or...or killed you. Fuck, I swear I never knew that was going to happen. I should have protected you. I brought you here! If you hadn't attacked them first they might have killed you, they might have...have...I just...I'm so sorry, for real. I'm so sorry, Brittany. This should never have happened. I need to go speak with my father about this. How could he have allowed this? He wouldn't! He wouldn't let him into his home like this."

"Santana!" Brittany laughed at your rambling but there was a gleam in her eyes.

You opened your mouth to say a hundred more sorry's but she stopped you before you could. It took you by complete and utter surprise and you thought that maybe you had died during the fight after all.

Her soft, warm lips pressed tightly against yours shutting you up and you went light headed instantly. Her lips began to move on yours and then you finally reacted. You were so lost and confused but you'd never been so free or safe at the same time. Kissing Brittany was a feeling you'd never experience before; it felt like this had been what you were waiting for your whole life.

Your hand came up to curl in her ruffled blonde hair as she swept her tongue past your parted lips. Both of Brittany's eager hands cupped your face as your tongues met for the first time. It felt like an explosion inside of you or like you had been burned, your entire body was tingling and you wanted more and more of her. You had to restrain yourself though because if you let go and kissed her hard the ways you wanted so badly to you'd probably knock out her teeth or bruise her mouth.

You just about passed out when Brittany moaned against your lips pushing her body against yours and kissing you deeper. Breathing wasn't a problem for you, you could go hours without taking a single breath but you knew it soon would be for Brittany so you kissed her that little bit harder, sliding your tongue against hers and holding her tighter.

"Santana." Brittany finally broke away gasping against your lips. You couldn't help yourself and pressed another quick kiss to those perfect soft, swollen lips. She laughed a little and whispered your name again, you kissed her a second time.

"I can't..." Brittany began to speak through pants again but you couldn't resist a third peck on her lips.

"I can't believe I just kissed you!" Brittany finally gets out in a gasp.

What has happened hits you then. You kissed. She kissed you and you kissed her back. You kissed. She feels the same. She knows how you feel. You swallow hard to keep yourself from panicking because there's so many reasons why you should right now. You'd been alive for 714 years and you'd only ever kissed four people including Brittany. The first girl was many, many years ago when you were barely 17 years old. It was considered so wrong back then, disgusting and weird and sinful but it happened anyway. You began a secret relationship and you lost your virginity to the same girl at 23 and swore that you'd never be with anyone else again when she was killed by vampires. It broke your heart, although you didn't love her it broke you into pieces. When you were about 170 you kissed a second woman. She was a human too and you had had a hard day with your father who had made you kill dozens of humans who had wronged him. You found comfort in her and you were together for a few weeks until she found out you were a vampire. Your father murdered her, afraid that she would expose you to an unknowing world. It was only a few years later until the humans found out about you and you couldn't help but feel her death had been pointless. Quinn was the third woman you kissed. Brittany the fourth.

You never felt the way you feel about Brittany. You know that you're on the edge of loving her and when you trip over into it there's no going back. It's the one thing only death can end. Kissing Brittany was like flying and it seemed that it felt the same for her. But the other three women you had kissed were gone. The first girl was murdered by vampires, the second by your father and now Quinn had vanished. You never wanted to bring anything bad on Brittany. You never wanted her to hurt but you knew that that was all you brought on people; pain. You couldn't allow that but at the same time you didn't think you could stay away from her any longer.

"Santana? Say something." Brittany asked, the smile that was on her lips slipping away. She's scared now and so are you.

"Sorry." You quickly shake your head realizing you had lost yourself in thought. "Um...was that not...okay?"

"Was it?" Brittany asks back, an eyebrow shooting up. She genuinely doesn't know, you can tell. "I mean...you're...you're Santana Lopez and I just kissed you."

"Yeah." Your lips tug into a smile. You don't think there's anyone else in the world who would have the guts to shut you up with a kiss. But then again, you don't think there's anyone in the world quite like Brittany.

"Am I sorry for that?" Brittany asks innocently but she's still smiling. You can't help but laugh.

"I don't want you to be." You admit.

"Okay." Brittany nods and then bites her lip.

"Okay." You agree not knowing what else to say.

"I just kissed a vampire." Brittany mumbles, awe crossing through her eyes for the briefest of seconds.

"Is that...why you're...happy about it?" You ask a little hurt and a little awkwardly.

Brittany locks eyes with you and her smiles widens. "No, silly." She swats your arm playfully and you don't mind it at all. "I've wanted to do that since I first saw you. Even if you weren't a vampire I would have wanted to. You're really hot and you make me all tingly and warm. And you're a really awesome kisser."

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