A/N

This is my first attempt at any FanFic... so be kind... and review to let me know what you think. I have the story planned in my head, with a few twists and turns but am open to suggestions... so here it goes... Enjoy :)

Ps Flash backs are in italics

Chapter 1

July 2012

Santana and Brittany were laying in the middle of the park with the sun beating down on them, summer had just started and they were now free of the constraints of high school... with a bright future ahead of them. This summer was meant to be the last one that they spent in Lima together. The significance of this summer was not lost on either of them and they planned on making it the .Ever.

"We should think about going home" Santana said softly, "We're meeting the Glee guys in a few hours". Even though school was now finished, the glee kids would still meet up at least twice a week, everyone knew that by the end of the summer they'd all be going their separate ways, except for Santana and Brittany of course. Brittany was just about to respond when her phone rung, "Hello?" she said, annoyed by the interruption, "Ok Ok calm down, yes yes I'll head straight there". She hung up, the colour had drained from her face, "Britt Britt are you ok?" Santana questioned, now very concerned. All Brittany could do was shake her head, tears forming in her eyes. All of a sudden Brittney jumped up, "I've got to go" and rushed off leaving Santana calling after her.

This moment changed their summer... and their lives forever.

July 2021

"So what do you think Santana?"

Santana just looked at her boss with a blank expression and suddenly realised she had not heard a word her boss had said. "Erm" was the only response she could give. "I'll see you after this meeting Miss Lopez". Shit... she knew she was in trouble just by the way the boss had used her last name. This would not be the first time her mind had wandered to a happier time but the 'wandering mind syndrome', as she liked to refer to it, was always more prominent during the summer months.

"So Santana... What's up with you at the moment?" her boss asked as he motioned for her to take a seat.

"I'm sorry Dave; I promise it will not happen again"

"That's what you said a few days ago, and here we are having the same conversation again!"

"I really mean it this time!" Santana replied as she played with a loose thread on her jacket.

"Here's the deal... we need you to be at your best and quite frankly you have been anything but these last few weeks." Santana went to respond but was not given the chance to.

"You are to take a leave of absence, affective immediately"

"But..."

"No buts. This is non-negotiable. You can leave now. I will be in contact with you to inform you of when you are to return to work"

And with that, Santana left Dave's office, collected her coat and left the building.

The streets of New York were busy, people always seemed to be rushing about, and Santana was normally one of those people. Not at this moment she wasn't. She didn't feel the need to rush, what did she have to rush for? She didn't know what to do now she had no work for the rest of the day or for the immediate future. There was no reason to head back to her apartment so she just wandered the streets thinking about what she was to do during this 'leave of absence'. It was then she realised it had been almost ten years since she left Lima and as she always said, she never looked back or even visited. There was no need for her to return, there was no one there for her anymore. Her parents had moved away about six months after she had left for New York and most of her friends had also moved away and never looked back. Quinn had returned to live in Lima after graduating from Yale and they kept in occasional contact, but not enough to warrant her returning for a visit. Then there was Brittany. She had never left. Never left Lima or Santana's heart.

Just thinking about Brittany made Santana's heart break, if that was possible because Santana was convinced her heart shattered into a million pieces, never to be repaired, the day she left for New York.

September 2012

"I'm sorry Santana" Brittany whispered.

Santana just stood there. She couldn't believe this was happening. She was about to board a plane to New York... without Brittany. Without the one person she cared about the most in this god forsaken world. Without the love of her life.

"It's ok," Santana lied, "I understand". Santana truly did understand, but it didn't make it any easier to deal with. Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany and held her like she never wanted to let go. She kissed her goodbye, told her she would see her at Christmas and turned to walk away. Brittany grabbed her arm and spun her back around again, brought their faces together and gave Santana one last kiss. As she let her go she simply whispered "I will never love anyone the way I love you" And with that Santana was gone, she never turned around to see Brittany fall apart in the middle of the airport, she knew that if she had, she in turn would have crumbled.

Santana never did return for Christmas. She never saw Brittany again.

Present Day

Santana walked back to her apartment, still thinking about Brittany and toying with the idea of returning to Lima. "Why now?" she said out loud to herself "Why am I thinking about this now after ten years?" She knew exactly why she was thinking about it, about her, but didn't want to acknowledge the reasons behind it.

By the time she reached her apartment she had forgotten about Brittany and Lima but had decided she would contact Quinn in the next couple of days for a quick catch up and a bit of gossiping. She entered her apartment to the normal silence, threw her coat on the table and looked at the post that she had picked up off the door mat.

"Bills, Bills, junk" she muttered to herself as she threw them next to her coat. Her eyes widened as she reached the last piece of mail.

"I know that writing" she said and cursed herself for talking to herself again. She quickly tore open the envelope and slowly pulled out the card that was inside. Her eyes scanned the card quickly. Reading it once was not enough, she had to read it again, this time out loud,

"Dear Ms Lopez,

Brittany S. Pierce and Harry Summers would like you to join them to celebrate their wedding"

Santana stopped reading at this point and threw the card with the other mail. Is this fate? She thought to herself, was someone trying to tell her to go back to Lima?

In that moment her mind went back to the last thing Brittany had said to her

"I will never love anyone the way I love you"

She had to go back to Lima. She had to stop the wedding. Brittany was her one true love and Santana was Brittany's

A/N So what did you think? shall i continue?