A/N: So this is my first foray into Glee and Brittana. I just started watching Glee from the beginning and kinda fell in love with this pairing. Essentially this project will be 10 short AU one shots, but the first is canon and sets the tone for the project.

Set somewhere after the end of the series flash forward. Santana is probably kicking ass in PR and Brittany is balancing dance with being a math genius.

Enjoy and be kind! :)


"I didn't fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you"

Kiersten White, The Chaos of Stars


Until Infinity

Brittany stared at the whiteboard with her nose scrunched in confusion. She had spent far too many hours in this classroom over the past couple of days but she needed to figure this out. It was an important part of her research. She could feel the answer at the back of her brain, she just needed it to come forward. There were always numbers swimming around in there. They just needed to arrange themselves.

"Ah!" She squealed in triumph. "Got it!" She had just finished scribbling her revelation when a light knock sounded on the door. "Come in!" She called.

Her wife poked her head around the corner before she stepped fully into the room. "Hi there," she grinned.

"Santana!" She beamed. "What are you doing here?"

"I know that you sometimes forget to eat lunch when you get caught up in all the numbers so I brought you something," she explained as she walked up to Brittany and set a paper bag down on the desk in front of them. "It's from that deli down the street that you like."

Brittany licked her lips in appreciation as she realized how hungry she truly was. "Thank you." She peeked inside the bag before she took a moment to look at her wife, and then she licked her lips for an entirely different reason. Santana was wearing a matching black skirt and blazer with a crimson blouse underneath. Her hair was pulled back into an elegant ponytail and she was wearing enough makeup to highlight her eyes and bring out the natural blush in her cheeks. "You look yummy," she murmured as she reached forward and grabbed her by the waist.

Santana laughed before initiating a kiss. "Thanks. I had a meeting with a big client. He couldn't take his eyes off my boobs so I guess it went well."

"Awesome," Brittany giggled. "Who was it? Is he super famous? Can you tell me?"

The brunette slowly shook her head. "Not yet, the deal's not finished." She ran her right hand through Brittany's long blonde hair as she studied her tired face. "When will you be home? You look tired and I miss you."

She felt like she hadn't seen her wife in days because of the difficult problem that she was working on that Santana had no hope of ever understanding. Brittany had come home last night after she had fallen asleep and when she had awoken, the blonde's side of the bed had been empty.

"I shouldn't be too late." Santana eyed her skeptically. "I promise," she whispered before she leaned in for another kiss.

Santana groaned in response and pushed Brittany up against the desk, desperately seeking something that they had been missing out on. Her hands were tangled in her hair and Brittany's leg had just hitched around her waist when a throat cleared from the back of the room.

Santana spun around quickly and gaped at the nerd cowering in the dark corner. "Jesus, Pete! You could have said something earlier, you perv!"

"I didn't want to interrupt," he answered quickly.

"Yeah, whatever," Santana shot back. "You just wanted another opportunity to ogle my ass."

Brittany laughed softly. "It's not his fault that it's such a great ass."

Santana rolled her eyes but she couldn't stop her expression from slowly turning into a smirk. She grabbed Brittany's hand and squeezed it tightly. "Don't be too late, please. I'll see you at home. Love you." She gave her a quick, chaste kiss on the cheek before strutting out of the room.

"Love you too," the blonde called quietly.

Brittany was still looking at the closed door with a smile when Pete spoke, "Your wife is so hot."

"I know right," she sighed dramatically.

Pete laughed before eyeing her thoughtfully. "Hey Brittany?"

"Yeah?" She responded with a tilt of her head.

"I've known you for a while now and you've never told me your story." She looked at him like she had been looking at the problem on the board all night so he knew that he needed to elaborate. "You and Santana. Your story. How did you meet? How did you get together?"

Brittany opened her mouth to deliver her standard response: We've been married for five years. We were on and off in high school. We were best friends…But something stopped her from uttering those generic words. Those things were all true, and they played an important role in their story, but she and Santana were so much more than that. They had fought so hard to get to where they were that those words didn't feel like enough anymore. They had fought their feelings, they had fought each other, and they had fought other people's opinions. They had been through so much in such a short period of time. She couldn't accurately capture that and the way that she felt about Santana with words. Neither of them had ever been able to do that well, that's why Santana had resorted to singing to her so much.

Brittany thought back to the grade four classroom where they had first met. The football field and gymnasium where they had cemented their bond. Her bedroom where they had stolen tentative, awkward first kisses. The choir room where they had fallen in love. The lockers where they had exchanged hushed 'I love yous'. The barn where they had gotten married. She thought about the wedding band on her finger and the small infinity tattoo on the inside of her right wrist. Locked pinkies and friendship bracelets.

She realized that she didn't know how to explain their relationship anymore. People didn't get them and neither of them cared because it didn't matter.

"I don't want to be with Sam or Finn or any of those other guys. I just want you. Please say you love me back."

They were everything to each other.

"Clearly you don't love you as much as I do or you would put the shirt on and dance with me."

They had kept coming back together.

"Sophomore year, I used to sit in this back row and secretly watch you. I counted the number of times you'd smile at me, and I'd die on days that you didn't."

No matter who else they had been with they had always belonged to each other. They had never truly given up on each other.

"I'm sure your girlfriend's great, but you can't recreate what you and I have."

Their names were uttered in one breath as if they had always been the perfect pair.

"Some people love someone because they make them a better person and that's not why I love you because you've always just wanted me to be myself."

They were tethered together by an invisible rope.

"I'd choose you over everyone."

"I'd choose you too," she muttered out loud.

"What?" Pete asked in confusion.

Brittany felt her cheeks flush and she shook her head to clear her thoughts. "We didn't meet, we just…found each other," she spoke after a moment's pause. "We've been together forever."

Pete smiled and Brittany knew that she had finally found the perfect answer to that question.


A/N: It was super hard to pick quotes because they've said such great things to, and about, each other, but I think those are some of my faves.

Please review and feel free to leave AU suggestions! :)