Hey guys! This is my first ever Brittana fanfic, so please be nice. Tell me if you want to to write more little drabbles about them :). This is what I wish would happen in the Britney 2.0 episode, but sadly, it didn't... Hope you like it! Make sure to check out my Jarley fanfiction: Start Of Something New :)

"So Brittany, how are you doing today?" Asked Mr. Schue to the former Cheerio during Ms. Pillsbury's daily guidance counselor sessions.

"Well, I didn't attack anyone today, so I guess that's an improvement." Said the ditsy blond, referring to yesterday, when she attacked Jacob Ben Israel with her umbrella.

"Look Brittany, we really want to help you get out of this funk. There has to be something we can do to help." Ms. Pillsbury said with an encouraging smile from her fiance.

"I'll just go home and Skype with Santana. She'll tell me what to do." Brittany sighed, missing her girlfriend like crazy. "See you guys tomorrow."

After Brittany left, an idea suddenly popped in Mr. Schue's head. He would have to make a lot of phone calls, and do a lot of convincing, but he was determined to make this work.

When Brittany got home, the first thing she did was log on to her computer and pull up Skype, praying that Santana would be at her dorm. "Unavailable" read the line next to Santana's icon picture. Maybe if she stared at it long enough, her girlfriend would log on. After 20 minutes of intense staring and pleating, Brittany gave up. She fed Lord Tubbington, commented about his newest addiction, and went to sleep.

The next day, Brittany walked to Ms. Pillsbury's office, surprised to see that nobody was there. Instead, a note on the desk read, Meet us in the choir room Brittany.

Sighing heavily, Brittany picked up her backpack and walked into the choir room. A familiar voice spoke up, startling her.

"Brittany! Ay Dios Mios! I've missed you so much!" Santana cried, rushing into Brittany's arms.

"Is this a side effect from Lord Tubbington's depression meds?" Brittany asked, very confused.

"No, Britts, It's really me. I'm really here." The Latina joyously replied. "Mr. Schue told me how depressed you were and asked me to fly out here. It took a lot of convincing, but I'm here." She smiled brightly.

"I'm so happy to see you, San. It's been horrible without you here."

"I know Britt, and that's why I had a little chat with Coach Sue, and I may or may not have yelled a little in Spanish, but she's letting you back on the Cheerios. You got a C- on your last History test, which Sue's really happy about, so you're back as head cheerleader!"

"I love you so much, San." Brittany cried, pulling Santana into a hug and squeezed her tightly, not ever wanting to let go.

"I love you too. I'll see you soon, alright? And I promise I'll call you every day."

"Okay." Brittany said, and then Santana's lips crashed down on her's, and Mr. Schue and Ms. Pillsbury awkwardly left the room.

2 Months Later...

It turned out Santana actually kept her promise. She and Brittany talked every night, Skyped twice a week, and on Thanksgiving, Santana came back to Lima to visit everyone. While she was in Lima, Santana revealed to everyone that she was moving to New York and living with Kurt and Rachel. Brittany was so happy for her. She would finally get to live her dream, and in a year, Brittany would be there too, taking New York by storm, side by side with her girlfriend, just like it should be.