High Frequency Romance: Glimpses
A/N: I received a lot of support from readers wanting more from the "High Frequency Romance" universe, so here it is! Each chapter should read like a one-shot, since there really is no specific direction that this fic is going. It's just little glimpses into this universe.
A few technical terms to cover before you start to read the chapter…
1) Mach Number, simply put is a unit of speed that is typically used above twenty-four thousand feet, and it is the ratio of the speed of the aircraft to the speed of sound. Mach 1 is the speed of sound, but percentages are used to show speeds below Mach 1, such as Mach .77. The decimal point is said. For example, it is said Mach-point-seven-seven.
2) A transponder is a piece of equipment in the aircraft that allows the aircraft and air traffic control's system to communicate with each other to be able to tell the location and identity of the aircraft. ATC will assign a sequence of four numbers for the aircraft to squawk, which is it's transponder code, and that along with the aircrafts call sign is how the computer system will identify the aircraft.
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Chapter 1
January 5, 2026
Brittany was in a euphoric state when she went back to work the Monday after New Year's. She was so happy that she had finally met Santana in person and they were dating. After their date on New Year's Day ended with them spending the night at Santana's house, they spent the next day together too since it was a Friday and Santana didn't have to work. Brittany had taken Santana to her apartment to meet her cat, and then after a movie marathon (where they ended up making out on Brittany's couch a few times) it wasn't a surprise to either one of them that Santana slept at Brittany's that night.
Santana worked an evening shift on Saturday and Sunday, so they both felt a little disappointed when Santana left to go to work on Saturday afternoon, because it meant that they wouldn't get to see each other until Monday.
Brittany caught herself humming as she prepared for her flight to New York. As usual, her mind drifted to Santana while she worked on the flight plan and weight and balance, but this time it wasn't to contemplate if Santana's friendliness on the radio towards her meant more than just Santana being polite. Now she knew that those talks together meant as much to Santana as they had meant to her, and her mind was consumed with the events that had taken place between them over the past few days.
She was lost in her thoughts until Kurt arrived to ready the cabin. He practically pranced into the flight planning room and it didn't take long for Brittany to notice that his mood was as euphoric as hers was.
"Good morning Brittany!" Kurt cheered. "Isn't it a fantastic day?"
Brittany giggled at Kurt's giddiness. She was happy to see his break up with Adam wasn't getting him down. "It is a pretty fantastic day."
"I'm in the most amazing mood. Finn told me he saw you at the party and told you about me meeting Blaine, and I have to say that I'm as smitten as a kitten."
"I can see that."
"We had the most amazing time together last week. He's a doctor and he is so dreamy. I swear, it's like living in an episode of 'Grey's Anatomy' and I'm dating McDreamy."
Brittany raised her eyebrow at that, because while she didn't know what Blaine looked like, she had her doubts that he gave Patrick Dempsey a run for his money.
"Anyways," Kurt said before Brittany could make a comment about 'McDreamy Blaine', "How did things go at the party for you? Did you have fun?"
Brittany's mind flashed to the night of the party and she couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face.
"Oooo, I know that face, you met someone, didn't you." Kurt said excitedly.
"I did."
"Well tell me all about him or her." Kurt said but just as Brittany was about to tell him about Santana, Kurt's cell phone rang. "Shoot, can we talk about it later? It's Blaine calling."
"Sure." Brittany said with a smile.
She knew how it felt to be excited about a new relationship. In the two days that she and Santana had not seen each other, they texted or called each other as much as they could, so she took no offense to Kurt leaving their conversation to talk to Blaine. If Santana had called her right then, she would have taken the call too.
"Thanks." Kurt said and left the flight planning room as he answered his phone.
Brittany went back to what she was doing before Kurt came to talk to her. After she finished doing the walk around of the airplane, she went into the planning room to grab her bags so she could put them on the plane, but her phone chimed, and out of all the people that could be texting her, she only wanted it to be Santana. Thankfully, she got her wish.
From Santana Lopez 8:37 AM Hey Britt, just in case I don't get to talk to you on the radio this morning, have a good day and fly safe! I can't wait to see you tonight!"
Brittany smiled as she typed out a return text.
To Santana Lopez 8:39 AM Thanks San. I hope you have a good day at work too and I can't wait to see you either!
She added a kissy face emoji and then sent the message.
It wasn't much longer until Mr. Motta arrived, literally fifteen minutes after Puck arrived, and they were ready to go. As usual, Puck and Brittany were all business until they leveled off at their cruising altitude, and then Puck didn't waste any time jumping into a longwinded story about his week and the different women that he had hooked up with.
They were almost to Santana's airspace before Puck had finished his wild story.
"So how'd your party for New Year's go?"
"It went great." Brittany said and before she could tell Puck the news about her and Santana, her face gave it away, because she always smiled and looked as if she was in a total daze when she thought of that night.
"Fuck me sideways; you met someone, didn't you!" Puck said with smirk.
"I did." Brittany said proudly.
"And that look tells me you did more than just kiss at midnight. Finally! I thought you were going to live a life of celibacy over your crush on your air traffic controller. I mean yeah, she sounds hot as hell, but who knows when you would have made a move."
Before Brittany could respond, the controller interrupted them to switch them to Santana's frequency. "November Seven-Five-Zero-Mike-India, have a good flight and contact Cleveland Center 126.72."
"Have a good one and Contact Cleveland Center 126.72, N750MI." Puck responded as it was not his leg to fly and he was monitoring the frequencies. "Well since you met someone, do you want me to talk to S.L., or do you wanna talk to her?"
"No, it's okay. I can take the radios for a few minutes." Brittany said and Puck dialed in the frequency.
It took only a second for Brittany to realize that Santana was not working the sector. The voice she heard belonged to a male controller. Brittany deflated a little because she had missed Santana, but since she had told Puck that she would take the radios though Santana's airspace, she checked in.
"Good morning Cleveland Center, N750MI checking in at flight level 3-5-0." It lacked the enthusiasm that she always had when Santana was working, but it was polite and professional.
"N750MI, Cleveland Center, good morning. I really hate to do this to you, but for spacing, turn thirty-five degrees right and slow to Mach .77."
"Damn it." Brittany muttered at that restriction. They were cruising at Mach .90 and that was a hefty speed restriction for them. She knew they had to be one of, if not the fastest aircraft in the sector. "Thirty-five degrees right and Mach .77." She responded and the disappointment in her voice was evident as she pulled the speed back and started the turn to the right.
"Thanks, I appreciate the help." The controller said, and the tone of his voice said that he understood her disappointment. "You're number six out of ten and I need to get thirty miles in trail for LaGuardia." He added to let her know that with her position in the lineup, he had no other choice but to slow her down.
"It's no problem. We're happy to help." She said because she understood that the New York area was congested and there was always an in trail restriction for those airports. Usually they were made the first aircraft in the line because they were so fast, but sometimes it worked out that they couldn't be made first.
"Ugh, that's shitty." Puck grumbled.
"Mm-hmm. You can have the radios back." Brittany said since Santana wasn't working the sector.
"Man, where's your girl when you need her? I bet she wouldn't have done that to us."
Brittany giggled, but she doubted that. She knew Santana would have done whatever she needed to do to make the spacing work. "I'm sure she's around somewhere." She said. She knew for a fact Santana was at work, but she guessed that she was either on break or working another sector.
"Maybe it's the universe telling you since you met someone at your party that you should just give up on S.L." Puck said with a shrug.
"Fate has a way of working things out." She said cryptically, but she was enjoying the fact that Puck didn't know that Santana and S.L. were one in the same.
"So tell me about them. Is it a guy or a girl? What's their name? Are they hot?"
"Her name is Santana Lopez and she is absolutely the most beautiful woman that I have ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes upon. I'm not even kidding you; she's gorgeous, inside and out." Brittany cooed.
"Damn, look at you being all mushy." Puck chuckled at Brittany's choice of wording. "She must be something."
"She is. She's unlike anyone I have ever met."
"Was the sex good?" Puck asked with a smirk.
"I'm not even going to answer that." Brittany said rolling her eyes. She knew that Puck was going to ask that at some point. She wasn't offended that he had asked, but she wasn't going to answer because she respected Santana too much to talk about the intimate details of their sex life with Puck.
"Ugh, prude, come on. I'm not asking for specific details, I'm just asking if you hooked up with her and if it was good enough to see her again."
"You know, for a man in his early thirties, you're just like a teenage boy sometimes." Brittany said with an amused laugh.
"What can I say; guys relate almost everything to sex." Puck said with a shrug.
"Well I'm thirty-one, not sixteen, and all I'm going to tell you about that is that she's an amazing woman, and I'm absolutely going to be seeing her again."
"Okay." Puck said raising his hands in surrender. "I can respect that. So when are you seeing her again?"
"I'm meeting her after work tonight."
"Cool, so what does she do?" Puck asked, but just as the words left his mouth, Santana's voice came over the radio giving a clearance to an aircraft. "Oh, there she is. Where was she when we were getting turned out and slowed down?"
Brittany chuckled. "I don't know."
"You want the radios back."
"Sure." Brittany said.
"She seems happier than normal." Puck noted as they listened to Santana work. "Not that she ever sounds mad or anything, but she seems really happy today."
Brittany smiled knowingly. "Yeah, I wonder why?"
"Probably because you're flying through. I know you've been delusional and thinking that she was just being nice to you because she sees you fly through all the time, but I'm telling you, she's been flirting with you. Too bad she waited too long to make a move now that you've met Santana, but maybe you can still flirt a little with her and she'll turn us back on course."
"You think that will work?" Brittany teased, but Puck didn't catch that she was teasing him.
"Hell yeah it'll work. Ask her for a ride report or something so she knows for sure it's you flying and you're not still on vacation."
"Yeah, maybe that will work." Brittany giggled.
She was enjoying messing with Puck. She couldn't wait to see his face when he found out. Brittany had to wait a few moments to call because Santana was busy, but as soon as there was a break, she keyed up.
"Cleveland Center, N750MI, how are the rides?" She said with the widest smile on her face. This would be first time that they spoke to each other on the radio since they became a couple.
"Mostly smooth, Captain. Santana said, and sure enough, her voice softened a little and her already cheery demeanor seemed to escalate as she spoke to Brittany. "It's been a while since we spoke." She joked since they had texted each other less than two hours prior, but no one except Brittany got the joke. "How're you doing today?"
"I'm great. I had the most amazing time over New Year's. So how was your New Year's? Anything fun happen?" Brittany asked and there was a slight pause before Santana answered.
"Actually yes. I really enjoyed my New Year's. It was life changing for sure." Santana said, and Brittany could hear the amusement in her voice.
Brittany loved that Santana just knew to play along with her. She had told Santana about Puck and how he knew about their radio conversations, and that she was going to tell him about them when she saw him, but they hadn't planned to play coy about it, so she was glad that Santana could just pick up on her cues.
"Life changing in a good way, I hope?" Brittany asked.
"The best way." Santana confirmed.
"See, she's in a good mood." Puck said. "Now work your magic, Captain."
"Any chance that we can get turned on course?" Brittany asked Santana.
"Sure…when I get enough spacing." Santana said with a little laugh, and Brittany laughed a little too because she expected that answer. She knew Santana wasn't going to turn them back on course until she had the required spacing. "I'm just playing; it'll be another minute."
"Thanks." Brittany said and turned to Puck. "Is a minute too long for you?"
"I guess not."
"Glad I could help." Brittany chuckled and she occupied her time listening to Santana work. She just loved the sound of her voice.
"November-Eight-One-Seven-Oscar-Kilo, turn fifteen degrees left, vectors for traffic, climb and maintain flight level 3-4-0."
"Fifteen degrees left and climb and maintain flight level 3-4-0, N817OK."
"American 686, contact New York Center 134.8, take care."
"New York Center 134.8, American 686. Have a good one."
"Brickyard 4459 reset transponder, squawk one-six-five-zero."
"Squawk one-six-five-zero, Brickyard 4459."
"Air Canada 993, cleared direct Seminole."
"Direct Seminole, Air Canada 993."
"N750MI, cleared direct Keating, cross one-zero miles west of Keating at and maintain flight level 3-1-0."
"Cleared direct Keating and cross one-zero miles west at flight level 3-1-0, N750MI." Brittany read back, turned the aircraft on course, and then entered the altitude restriction into the flight management system.
"So what do you think her life changing moment was?" Puck asked after he verified the crossing restriction that Brittany entered into the F.M.S.
"Hmm, I don't know." She said and playfully tapped her finger on her chin as if she was deep in thought.
"Maybe she met someone too, or in the unlikely event she wasn't single before, because I'm telling you she liked you, maybe she got engaged or something."
"Maybe she did." Brittany shrugged.
"I guess you two just weren't meant to be."
"Like I said before, Fate has a way of working things out the way they're supposed to be."
"So what are you and Santana going to do tonight?" Puck asked.
"Just meeting at her house for dinner and maybe a movie."
"Uh-huh." Puck said smugly.
"What?"
"You fucking know 'what'." Puck said with a smirk. "I'll be sure to get my ass up early so I can get to work in time to do the flight plan and walk around. That way you can have a little extra time at 'home' in the morning."
Brittany couldn't help but to smile. The thought of having an extra hour to cuddle with Santana in the morning was appealing. "Thanks Puck, I'll take you up on that."
"No problem. I'm just happy you're happy." Puck said with a genuine smile.
A few moments later, Santana called to switch them to the next sector. "N750MI, I guess I'll see you later tonight. Have a safe flight and contact New York Center 134.8."
"What the hell?" Puck said raising an eyebrow and snapped his head to look at Brittany.
Brittany smiled because she loved the confused luck on Puck's face. "Contact New York Center on 134.8, N750MI. I'll call you later; hopefully I'll catch you on a break. Have a good shift."
"Thanks. Talk to you soon." Santana said.
Brittany dialed in the New York frequency and checked in with the New York Center controller, and the whole time should could feel Puck's eyes on her.
"What the hell was that all about?" Puck asked when she had finished the check in.
"Oh, well as it turns out, S.L's name is Santana Lopez." Brittany said playfully. "Isn't that great!"
It took Puck a moment to process what she had said and to realize what Brittany had done. "You mean to tell me the whole time you were just messing with me."
"Mm-hmm." Brittany said with a sly smile. "Got ya."
Puck blinked a few times and then shook his head and started laughing. "That was a good one. Now I gotta hear this story because last week you were all, 'I'll never meet her, and even if I do, I don't have a chance in hell with her, because she's probably married and straight and she doesn't like me.'" He said raising his voice to a more feminine tone.
Brittany chuckled, because that was exactly how she was, but she was so thankful that she was wrong. "It's actually a pretty interesting story..."
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Brittany drove straight to Santana's house when she arrived in Cleveland later that evening. Mike and Tina were taking care of Lord Tubbington for the night, so she had no reason to go home first. She had called Santana to see if she needed her to stop by the store to pick up anything, but Santana said that she had everything, which Brittany was thankful for because she was eager to see Santana after not seeing her for a few days.
She pulled into Santana's driveway and parked her car on the left side, knowing that Santana parked her car in the garage on the right side. She went to her trunk, took out her suitcase that she always took to work with her (in case her day trip turned into overnight or multi-day trip), and went to the front door. Santana had told her that she was going to leave it unlocked so Brittany could just come in.
When Brittany opened the front door, she heard music and singing. She was about to call out to Santana to let her know that she was there, but then she realized that it was actually Santana who was singing, and she didn't want to stop her. She didn't know that Santana could sing, and as much as she loved to hear Santana's voice on the radio working traffic, she quickly realized that she loved to hear Santana sing even more.
She set her suitcase by the stairs and then slowly crept into the kitchen/dining room and she couldn't help the smile on her face when she saw Santana. Her back was to Brittany and she was putting food on plates, but she was also doing a little dance and periodically singing into a spoon as if it was microphone. She was so adorable that Brittany quickly grabbed her phone from her bag and snapped a picture because she wanted to remember the moment.
As the song was ending, Brittany walked up to the tall island in the middle of the room and leaned on her elbows on the granite countertop. "I didn't know you could sing."
Santana jumped a little at hearing Brittany's voice so close to her because she had not heard her come into the house. "Oh." She giggled and set down the spoon that she was holding. "I don't sing a lot."
"Why?" Brittany asked. "You have such a beautiful voice."
"Thanks." Santana said shyly at the compliment. "I guess I have to feel inspired to sing."
"And what inspired you tonight?" Brittany asked with a warm smile. "Because I'm going to have to find a way to make it happen again because I really need to hear you sing, like all the time."
"I was just excited that I was going to see you, so I guess you were my singing muse tonight." She said with a little chuckle.
"Well I can't say that I'm against that if it means I get to hear you sing again soon."
"I'll sing for you whenever you want."
"Awesome." Brittany said and walked around the counter towards Santana.
Santana looked Brittany up and down when she came around the corner, taking in her appearance in her pilot uniform for the first time, and it surprised her. "Fuck." She blurted without thinking.
"What?" Brittany asked with a little giggle.
"Umm…you look really…hot in your uniform." Santana said, her eyes still roaming Brittany's body.
Brittany raised an amused eyebrow at that. "Really?"
"Mm-hmm." She said in a low tone and absentmindedly licked her lips.
Santana was surprised at how much seeing Brittany in her uniform affected her, because she had seen female pilots in the airport before, and not once did she find herself attracted to the uniform. She thought that it could have been that she didn't find those women as attractive as she found Brittany, or maybe it was the fact that their uniforms didn't look as well or fitted them as well as Brittany's did. Brittany's fit her perfectly and it certainly accentuated all her feminine curves.
A moment later, Brittany stepped in front of Santana, and wrapped her arm around Santana's waist, pulling her into her. She giggled at how hot and bothered Santana seemed to be just by looking at her in her uniform.
"You know, I've been here for like five minutes and you haven't even given me a kiss yet." She said.
"Oh, how rude of me." Santana said and put her arms around Brittany's neck and leaned in, kissing Brittany softly.
Brittany hummed as soon as she felt Santana's lips touch her own. Santana let out a muffled moan as well and it only took a few seconds for them to deepen the kiss. The kiss lingered between them for a few moments and when they parted, Brittany kissed Santana on the forehead.
"I missed you." Brittany said.
"I missed you too." Santana said with a smile.
"The food smells great. What'd you make?"
"Baked chicken, brown rice, and broccoli."
"Sound delicious." Brittany cooed
"I hope so." Santana said removing her arms from around Brittany. Brittany let go of Santana as well. "I plated the food already, so everything is set if you're ready to eat."
Normally when Brittany came home from work, she changed out of her uniform, but this time she decided against changing right away because of the way Santana was eyeing her in it.
"I'm ready to eat, just let me wash my hands." Brittany said and kissed Santana on her cheek.
Throughout dinner, they laughed and talked about their days, and afterwards Brittany helped Santana with the dishes. When Brittany put the last dish away on a high shelf that Santana had a hard time reaching, she closed the cabinet door, and when she turned around, Santana playfully, but gently, grabbed Brittany by her tie and pulled her in for a heated kiss.
Brittany moaned into the kiss and backed Santana up until she was pinned between Brittany and the cabinet. They kissed and kissed until they were flushed and in need of some air. They didn't say anything to each other when they parted. Brittany just took deep breathes as she watched Santana busy herself by running her hands over different parts of her body, and touching the parts of her uniform that stood out, mostly her tie, epilates, and gold wings pinned just above her left shirt pocket.
Brittany made a mental note to make sure to wear her uniform around Santana more often, because if this is what happened, she was all for it happening again.
After about a minute of Santana running her hands over her, Brittany's excitement and arousal surged and she couldn't take it anymore. She needed to do something so she leaned in and kissed Santana, moving her own hands over Santana's body. That didn't last long before Santana broke the kiss and took Brittany by the hand and led her up the stairs to her bedroom.
Santana turned on a lamp beside the bed, and with the ravenous look in her eyes, Brittany thought at the very least she was going to lose a few buttons from her shirt as Santana ripped it off her, but surprisingly that didn't happen.
Santana was very gentle as she untucked Brittany's shirt and unbuckled her belt before she carefully undid her tie and the buttons of Brittany's white shirt. She dropped the tie to the floor and then pushed her shirt off her shoulders and onto the floor before she removed Brittany's undershirt and threw it on the floor as well. Santana placed a line of wet kisses down Brittany's neck to the tops of her breasts as she blindly unhooked Brittany's bra and unzipped Brittany's black pants, pushing them down her long legs.
Brittany stepped out of her shoes and pants before Santana removed what was left of her clothes. "God, you are so beautiful." Brittany said with a contented sigh as she looked at Santana in front of her.
"So are you, with or without your uniform." Santana teased with a playful smirk.
Brittany giggled and then she returned the favor of undressing Santana. Brittany picked Santana up and carried her to the bed before she laid her down and started another kiss between them. Even though they were craving each other, things between them weren't frantic. They were gentle and caring as they explored, caressed, and adored each other's bodies.
When Santana finally made the first move to run her fingers though the slickness of Brittany's folds, Brittany reached down to stop her.
"Did I hurt you?" Santana asked sitting up, concern laced in her tone and facial expression.
"No, baby." Brittany cooed and placed a soft peck to Santana's lips. "I was hoping we could try something new tonight."
"Like what?"
"Trust me." Brittany whispered before she kissed Santana softly and gently laid her back down on the bed.
Santana moaned her trust into Brittany lips and when Brittany laid on top of her, she wrapped her legs around Brittany, holding her as close to her as she could. They kissed for a few minutes before Brittany broke the kiss and sat up. She spread Santana's legs and then position herself to where both of their centers were touching.
At first, when Santana realized what Brittany wanted to do, she seemed skeptical that that was going to work for them, but as soon as she felt Brittany's center touch her own and start to move, the sensation felt so good that she lost all her doubt and stared to move with Brittany.
Sounds of ecstasy filled the room as they moved together, slowly at first, but they gradually picked up the pace until they hit their peaks. Santana was the first to come undone and as she did, she took one of Brittany's hands into her own and gripped it tightly to pull Brittany down to kiss her.
Brittany connected their lips as her orgasm coursed through her. They continued to move against each other for a few more moments before they stilled and Brittany collapsed on top of Santana. They shared silent, affectionate kisses to whatever parts of the other's body their lips could reach as they both came down from their high.
"I like it when you have good ideas like that." Santana said playfully after a little while. She really enjoyed being that close to Brittany.
Brittany chuckled and kissed Santana on her forehead. "Me too."
"I don't want to get up." Santana said, tucking her head into the crook of Brittany's neck. She was content to stay there for the rest of the night.
"Not even to take a bath together?" Brittany offered.
Santana lifted her head to look at Brittany and she smiled. "I would love to take a bath with you."
Brittany returned the smile and sat up. "I'll go run the water. You rest there and I'll come to get you in a minute."
"You are too good to me." Santana cooed.
"No I'm not. I only give you what you deserve, which is everything I can offer." Brittany said and it made Santana's heart flutter in her chest. It had been a long time since anyone was so genuine with her.
"Thank you." Santana said and leaned in to give Brittany a soft lingering kiss. "You can have everything that I can offer you too."
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A/N: I hope everyone liked the continuation of this universe. Thank you for reading and if you get a chance please send a quick review to let me know what you thought.
A huge thank you to my beta naynay1963 for taking the time out of her insanely busy schedule to proof read this chapter for me. She the best y'all!
Disclaimer: I don't own 'Glee' or any copyrighted material or products that are mentioned in this story.