Thanks you so much for the reviews, I know that the first chapter was short, but it was most like a prologue. Anyway I hope that you'll like this new chapter, and please, keep reviewing. I'm open to any advice you have for me. :)


Chapter 2A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step. - LaoTsu -

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Santana arrived at the 'JF Kennedy' airport at 8.00. Her flight was scheduled for 9.30 but she always preferred to be in early to check-in without rush.

Her two suitcases were big and pretty heavy, since she had to stay abroad she had decided to bring almost all the house with her.

Entered in the airport she stopped in a corner to search the assistant who Puck had talked about.

"Where the hell is she?" – She started to be impatient, then a loud voice shook her from her thoughts.

"Santana?" – The voice said again.

Santana frowned, she turned around to face the girl, but when she saw who she was, the Latina almost let the bags fell on the ground.

"Be.. Berry? What you're doing here?" – A puzzled expression was on Santana's face.

"Actually I'm your assistant.." – Rachel said excited, a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Since when?"

"Well, since Puck.. I mean Mr. Puckerman told me so. I'm here to help you with all the check-in stuff and everything you need until you'll take the plane. When you'll arrive in Italy another assistant will take care of your needs." - The shorter brunette explained quickly. Gesturing she remembered of the coffee in her hand. – "Oh, right.. This is your coffee. Noah told me how you like it."

Santana still looked a little perplexed, and her arms were tired because of the luggage. She put one of them in Rachel empty hand who lost the balance for a couple of seconds. She grimaced. - "Wow, this is pretty.. heavy." – She pretended to smile.

The Latina left the other suitcase on the floor.

"I know, take care of them. I'll be right back.. I have to make a call." – Santana turned on her heels, leaving an uncomfortable Rachel with her stuff.

Quickly she grabbed her phone from the bag and dialled Puck's number, murmuring in the while.

After some rings, the guy finally answered the call. – "Santana, how can I help you?"

"Really Puck? Really?" – She almost yelled on the phone.

"What?"

"Berry? As my assistant.. You've got to be kidding me?"

"C'mon San. It's just until you'll take the plane. Not this big deal." – He shrugged nonchalantly.

"Since when is she working for you anyway?" – She asked rubbing her forehead.

"Since Finn and her broke up. She wanted to start a new life in New York, and in the meantime that she is looking for a real job I gave her this one." – A brief silence fell between them. With hesitant voice Puck talked again. – "Look San, just be a little patient. She is doing her best and she is totally heartbroken… just like you! So please...be nice."

Santana sighed heavily. - "I'm not even on the plane yet and I'm sick of this trip already. Anyway I'll try to be kind, just because your company sounds like the 'club of the broken hearts' lately." – She scoffed, getting a little laugh from Puck on the other side of the phone.

"Thanks Lopez. You're the best… Let me know when you'll arrive in Rome."

"I will." – Then she hung up the phone.

She looked around, stopping her gaze on the tiny brunette, who was still having a difficult time dealing with the bags, almost bigger than her.

Santana dropped her phone in the bag and walked toward Rachel.

"Ok midg… Rachel, let's go."

"Sure. We should stand in line for check-in."

They walked together to the line and took the spot after the last people.

Santana drank her coffee and after an awkward silence Rachel broke the ice. – "So... are you excited to go in Italy? I've always wanted to visit it."

"I wish I could give you my ticket then. But I'm not sure that you'd make a good lawyer. Or probably you'd just confuse people with your endless speeches and win the causes." – The Latina shrugged.

"I've thought about that. But it never seemed to be the right job for me." – Rachel replied.

"What about Broadway?" – Santana wasn't very interested in Rachel's life, but making a conversation with her wasn't that bad.

"Well… I gave up on it for a while. To be with Finn…" – Her tone was more lower now, a vein of sadness filled her voice. – "But now that we're not together anymore I decided to try again. I mean.. it's never too late to start over…Right?" – She made a little smile, her eyes were still glossy.

Santana smiled back, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the other brunette, despite their arguments, they had spent the best years of their youth together in Glee Club. As much as she considered Rachel pretty annoying like a queen bee, she always thought that her and Finn were meant to be together.

"I bet you will make it Rachel." – Soft words came out from the Latina lips.

Rachel raised the head to look at her.

"I mean.. In a kind of way I've always admired your tenacity. And I'm pretty sure that you will reach your stars."

Rachel smiled at her, still surprised by the suddenly kindness of the other girl.

After that everything was done, the two women exchanged greetings and wishes for their new life experiences and Santana made the way for her gate.

SantanaPOV

After reaching my seat on the flight, I gave one last look to my phone before turning it off.

There was a message from Quinn, who wanted to wish me the good luck, and one from my mother, who was speaking on behalf of all my family, wishing me a safe journey. She also told me to call as soon as I arrived in Rome.

I gave a look outside the window, I was going in Italy to escape from a relationship gone bad. I still found it hard to believe. I mean, let's look at a month ago...

I was happily dating a beautiful and smart girl. Emily was my safe place, I met her in college and we started dating after a month. After our graduations we decided to go live in New York together, find a job and why not? Start a family. Then things started going bad day by day. We used to argue almost every day, eventually she broke up with me and started dating someone else.

At least I feel so blessed because my work is the best in the world, and I have to say that having Puck as my boss is not as bad as I thought at the beginning. And my family... my family is the most supportive and amazing family ever! They have been cool with me being gay from the day I told them. Except my abuela... Then I have Quinn, she is a really good friend, always willing but never afraid to tell you when she thinks you're doing something wrong. Her happy family reminds me the television spots..

I'm afraid about this trip. I'm afraid of changing, ' cause I've built my life around the wrong person... I just really hope that it's true that time makes you bolder!

A sudden noise made me realize that the plane was taking off. I gave a look at the papers that Rachel gave to me, the name of the assistant in Italy was Brittany S. Pierce. I chuckled in amusement. An assistant with a fake Britney Spears's name, sounded even worse than Rachel.

Placed the papers away in the bag, I decided to make a nap. The trip was long and a nap was always a good way to kill the time.


After the most boring and long flight of my life, the plane arrived in Rome with a little delay.

I managed to recover my suitcases and I made my way to the gate's exit. I was surrounded by people, and it was pretty hard to walking in that chaos. I felt to stifle.

Somehow I was finally able to get out from that crazy herd, and I kept walking looking around for the assistant. I arrived almost at the exit of the airport when a saw my name on a paper which was up in the air. The inscription 'Miss Santana Lopez' stood in capital letters above the heads of the passers-by.

I couldn't see the person who was keeping the paper yet. I stepped between people to reach the other side. Then I saw her.

A tall, good looking, girl was waiting for me. Her gold hair was kept in a ponytail. Big blue eyes were inspecting the crowd looking for someone, who was definitely me.

She was wearing a black suit, with a high-waisted skirt that fell on to her knees. Her body was in perfect shape and the heels made her even taller.

When I was closer enough to her, our gazes met, her sparkling eyes gave me a weakness in the knees. She seemed to understand that I was the person who she was looking for and took a couple of steps toward me, a giant smile lit up her face.

"Miss Lopez?" – She asked me, stopping in front of me.

"Yes, you should be…Brittany?" – I said, remembering the way I chuckled on her name. I regretted it instantly.

"Yes… So nice to meet you. I'll be your assistant for the next three weeks. I am at your disposal for any eventuality." – She explained to me kindly.

"Nice to meet you too. And thank you for your willingness. Now can we just get out of here. I feel sick." – I said making a disgusted face.

She nodded smiling and before I could take the suitcases, she grabbed one of them. - "Let me help you."

"They are pretty heavy." – I warned her.

"It's ok. Outside the airport there is a car that is waiting for us."

I followed her outside that damn place.

I finally started to breath normally when the air reached my face.

As she said a black Maserati was waiting for us, a tall, robust man helped us to put the luggage in the trunk. Then he opened the door for me. Inside the car, I wrote a quick message to send to Puck, Quinn and my mom, where I said that I was safe and sound. I planned to call them later.

Brittany was staring at me from the mirror. When I raised my head from the phone I met her eyes, she smiled shyly before breaking the silence. - "How was the flight?"

"Oh please… don't ask." – I rolled my eyes.

She chuckled. – "You'll have soon the chance to rest. We need to go to the company headquarters and after you can go at your place. Jack will take care of your luggage. You'll find them at your residence when you'll arrive there."

Jack, the driver, nodded her head looking at me from the mirror.

"Sounds like a plan." – I said, before laying my head on the seat.