As Brittany slowly woke up, she took in her surroundings and, confused by her sleep haze, realized she wasn't home. She let out a sigh of relief when she remembered the events of the night before. The night with Santana felt like old times. They had the most amazing sex and, after, stayed up for a little longer talking about their lives and catching up. It amazed the blonde how light and easy things always seemed when it came to her and Santana. Just a couple of minutes of chatting could bring them right back to where they left off. She rose from the bed when she smelled something that resembled pancakes, and went to the kitchen to look for Santana.

The dancer let out a subtle smile as she took the sight in front of her. Santana in loose shorts and an old Columbia shirt making them pancakes while humming a tune. She hugs the shorter girl from behind and gives her a little kiss on the neck.

"Hey there, cutie" Santana says, as she turns around to hug Brittany, "Take a seat, there's fresh coffee and I'm making pancakes"

"Sure thing!" Brittany sits at the kitchen table and tries to think about a conversation starter. "So, have you got any plans for today?"

"Yeah, I have to get to the office in two hours or so, we're meeting up with a potential new client today"

"Already? But you've just won a case, you should get some rest…"

"Maybe, but we've got to keep the ball rolling" Santana sets a plate of pancakes on the table, "I don't want to get behind"

As they started eating, Santana's phone, which was on the table between them, went off. A message that appeared on the screen read:

Message from Ella: Hey, babe! Wanna get together sometime today? Miss u!

When the lawyer realized who the text was from, she immediately took the phone and shoved it in her pocket. Brittany took a long, hard sip from her coffee and decided to just address the elephant in the room.

"So, who's Ella?" She asked, with an inquiring eyebrow rising.

"Oh, just a girl I've been seeing" Santana looked somewhat nervous.

"Something like a girlfriend, maybe?"

"Well, kind of… It's nothing that we've discussed, really"

The morning went downhill from there. As they finished their meal, they were mostly silence. The only conversation taking place at the table after that ordeal involved their mutual friends, more specifically Quinn, who had just found out she was pregnant with her first child.

As they finished eating, Santana offered Brittany a ride home which the blonde, of course, refused. She needed sometime alone with her thoughts and she thought a walk could help.

When she got to her apartment, she found Kurt, roommate and best friend, sitting on the couch.

"Where have you been all night, miss? You completely ditched all of us" Kurt inquired.

"I spent the night at Santana's…"

"Oh, nice! Care to elaborate?"

"Yes, actually. She has an almost girlfriend and used me as some cheap whore she charms at a bar?"

"Wait, what?" Kurt seemed absolutely flabbergasted. He set Brittany on the couch and put her head on his lap.

"Some girl named Ella texted her while we were getting breakfast"

"Oh, sweetie… I'm sure she has a better explanation than what you're thinking."

"No, Kurt, she doesn't. We've been at this for four years, and it's never gotten past empty little one-night stands. Maybe it's time I star accepting Santana and I just aren't meant to be. Even if we were, it's not like thinks about it long enough to realize it." Brittany started to tear up "I'm such a fucking idiot, I can't believe I just trusted her like that"

"Britt, don't jump into those conclusions so quickly… Have you ever thought about the fact that she might feel the same but be as discouraged as you are?"

"Maybe she does, Kurt, but love isn't supposed to make me feel this shitty." Brittany gets up from the couch and sets to her room "I'm going to put on some workout clothes and head to the park, see if a walk can clear my head"

As Brittany left, Kurt remained sitting on the couch, deep in thought. Knowing the girls for as long as he did, he was on the Brittana ship as much as any of us, and knew for a fact that the pair was destined to be together. Taking his phone out of his pocket, he decided it was time to come up with a plan. He scanned through his contacts and tried to find someone to brainstorm with. Rachel was too gossipy, Finn was too aloof, Puck was, well, Puck… After some consideration, he knew just who to call.

-bar here-

"Kurt! It's been a little while!"

"I'm really glad to see you, Holly, but today is not for having fun"

"No? Could've fooled me, since you asked to see me in a bar at 2 p.m."

Holly had remained close to the new directioners after high school, but especially to Brittany and Santana. She played a very big role in getting them together the first time, and was absolutely devastated when they broke up. Which is precisely why Kurt thought she'd be the perfect companion for his little scheme. As they drank mojitos, Kurt let her in on the problem.

"Well, Santana has always been emotionally handicapped. The only one who was ever able to get things out of her was Brittany."

"That might be true, Holly, but if we just let fate do its job, maybe Santana will never realize they're meant to be together… Still, I don't feel comfortable meddling like this."

"Calm you tits, babydoll, we can just give them a little push. I'm sure even two idiots like them will come around the fact that they have to fight for it"

"Do you have a plan, then?" Kurt asked.

Holly smirked, took a long sip of her drink and said "I thought you'd never ask!"

So, been trying to update regularly, so I'll keep it short. Leave a review if you can, thanks for reading!

-Manu