"Really?" Brittany put her hand on her hips. "I come home early, after weeks of just emailing and you just ask why I'm here?"

Brittany had spent the last six weeks filming on-location in Vietnam directing a big budget action movie for McKinley Brother's studios. While some of the movie had been filmed in Los Angeles, half of the movie was set across the world and when they were given the thumbs up to film on-location, the cast and crew jumped on a plane.

The on-location filming was supposed to last eight weeks, but Brittany managed to get everything filmed in six. She hated that she had to be away from her family for so long and when everything fell into place, she was extremely grateful.

Since the success of Hearts Revelation, she had become one of the hottest young directors in the business. The success of the movie and the fact the writer and director were a couple, had fueled the gossip sites with lots of ammo. Luckily, that had died down once Brittany and Santana got married and had a baby. Apparently, a happy family was not of interest to anyone.

When Brittany started directing one successful movie after another, the paparazzi sniffed her out again and stalked her. Well, not so much as stalked but a few times they would take pictures of her as she got her coffee at Starbucks or went shopping at the Farmer's Market. She didn't get it. What's so fascinating about her carrying coffee and groceries? Nothing, that's what, Brittany thought.

Luckily, the interest in her shopping habits died down. It came in cycles. Brittany didn't care if it the attention was just on her but if they bothered her family, Brittany was sure she'd find herself on TMZ smashing some guy's camera.

Brittany had thought coming home early and surprising her wife would be a great idea but Santana just looked utterly confused.

Santana bit her lip. Now that she knew she wasn't being robbed, her son was safe and that she wasn't going to get killed, she broke out into a laugh.

"What's so funny?" Brittany was not getting the reaction she expected from her wife. She expected at least a kiss. They hadn't seen or spoken to each other in weeks. The remote area she was filming made it impossible to get any sort of reception. Brittany had to go to the near by town to use their, very weak, Internet connection to just email Santana.

Santana kissed Xander's head and put him down on the floor. Lord Tubbington came out of the kitchen and Xander went to the animal and started talking to him about his Momma Brinny being home.

Santana stopped laughing and smiled as she walked to her wife and engulfed her in a hug. "I missed you!"

"Now that's the reaction I wanted!" Brittany tightened her hold on Santana and lifted her up and spun her around. "I missed you too!"

Santana started laughing again and once Brittany put her down, she brought her in for a much needed kiss. She hadn't kissed her wife in six weeks and she was starving for her lips. She moaned when Brittany deepened the kiss and if it hadn't been for their son hitting both of them on the leg, they would have gotten carried away.

"I'm hungry!"

The two women parted and looked down at their son. "You are?" Brittany separated herself from Santana and bent down to pick up her son. "So am I. And I bet your Mami 'Tana is hungry too after a long day at work."

"I am," Santana said. She turned to Brittany and whispered, "I am going to devour you tonight."

Brittany felt chills all over her body. "You better."

Xander, annoyed that his mothers were not paying attention to him, declared his hunger again.

"Sorry baby," Santana said, "I can order something or make…"

"We got that covered," Brittany said. She began walking to the kitchen. "Xander and I were just setting the table. I stopped by Earth Cafe and got salad, baked chicken and spaghetti."

Xander clapped. "Spageddi!"

"Let me get my things." Santana went out to the porch and brought her things in and closed and closed the door. "Why was the door open?" she asked going into the kitchen.

"I thought I kicked it closed when I came in," Brittany explained, "I ran out of hands. I was carrying Xander and the food."

Santana shook her head and laughed. She had really missed Brittany's humor. "I'll fix us the plates.

"Nope!" Brittany placed Xander in his booster seat and motioned for Santana to sit down. "You worked all day."

"Yeah, but you must be jet lagged," Santana said.

"I am," Brittany said, trying not to sound as tired as she felt, "But I've been sitting on a plane for like a day and if I don't do something I'm going to fall asleep. Sit." Brittany suppressed a yawn. She really was exhausted and the three expresso shots she had had earlier were wearing off.

Santana gave up and sat down. She watched Brittany prepare each plate. It didn't seem real she was here. She occasionally glanced at her son who was occupied with is favorite dog toy, but most of her focus was on Brittany. "I really missed you, Britt."

Brittany finished her serving the food and sat down. "I really missed you too. Both of you." Brittany cleared her throat, not wanting to cry. When she picked up her son from daycare, she shed a few tears. Now, seeing Santana again, she felt those tears again.

Santana saw Brittany's eyes water and felt her own eyes start to burn. "Hey! No crying in baseball," Santana joked. She wiped her eyes and reached out to wipe the one tear that had fallen from Brittany's eyes.

"No crying in baseball," Brittany repeated with a chuckle. She wiped her eyes and let out a breath. She turned to her son who was so focused on his toy, he hadn't noticed his mothers almost crying. "Put that toy away, little guy," Brittany said, "I thought you were hungry. Eat your spaghetti."

Xander did as told and picked up a noodle with his hand and ate it.

"Still can't get him to use a spoon, I see," Brittany chuckled.

"I tried," Santana sighed.

"So, what did I miss here at home?" Brittany began eating.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming home early? I could have worked a half day and picked you up."

"I called you but you didn't pick up," Brittany explained, "But then I remembered the different times. I wish the world was on the same time zone."

"So that's what that mystery call was."

"I would have left a message but I had to get back. And besides, a surprise was way better!"

Santana just laughed. "Tell me about Vietnam."

Brittany's eyes widened. "It was so beautiful and scary. They have these giant bugs there. Like, Jurassic Park size bugs and…."

Santana smiled and ate her dinner while listening to Brittany fill her in on the last six weeks.

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"And then Mikey broughd some hamsers!"

Brittany had her son on her lap as he recounted his day at school. She was worried she had missed him able to pronounce the letter "T" in his words and was thrilled to find out he still couldn't. It was a silly thing, but she had been there for all his firsts and she counted this one as one of them. "Then what happened?"

Santana smiled looking at her wife and son having their conversation. With Brittany back, her family was complete and the house didn't seem as quiet. When Brittany had told her about the on-location shoot, Santana told Brittany to go and that she and Xander would be fine. And they were, at least for the first few days. Then the weight of Brittany's absence felt like it would crush her.

They had finished dinner and cleaned up about an hour ago. They were currently in the living room, the TV on to Xander's favorite show and Lord Tubbington chewing away at the toy Brittany had brought him.

"That sounds so exciting, baby." Brittany kissed her son's temple. He had finished his hamster story and yawned. "It's time for bed, little guy."

"No," Xander cried, "I no sleepy."

Santana got up and picked up her son. "You always say that but then you fall asleep."

"No sleepy." Xander rubbed his eyes and buried his face in his mother's neck.

Santana laughed and carried her son to his room with Brittany and Lord Tubbington following. She carefully placed Xander on this bed and was about to change him into his pajamas when Brittany asked to get him ready. "All yours," she said.

Brittany grabbed her son's clothes and changed him, with a smiling Santana watching. She tucked him in and she thought he had fallen asleep, but then he spoke.

"Momma Brinny, you going away 'morrow?"

"No baby," Brittany said, brushing away the hair that had fall on his forehead, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here."

Xander yawned. "Good," he said then completely knocked out. Lord Tubbington jumped on, toy in his mouth, and claimed his spot on the bed.

Brittany kissed her son and stood up. She scratched the cat's ears and let out a long sigh. It had only been six weeks but she was sure her son had changed a lot in that short time. He looked more and more like Santana everyday. The only feature that was not Santana were his blue eyes, which Santana always insisted he got from Brittany.

Brittany felt Santana's arms wrap around her waist from behind. "I'm not doing on-location shoots for that long anymore. Not unless you both can come with me."

Santana kissed the nape of Brittany's neck. "I'm so glad to hear that. Come on Britt, let's go to bed."

"It's…" Brittany yawned. "Sorry, it's only 8:15."

Santana let go of her wife and took her hand. She led them out of their son's room, making sure to leave the door slightly open, and took Brittany to their bedroom. "I know," Santana said once they were in their room, "But you look so exhausted and you need to rest."

Brittany wanted to protest but didn't have the energy. On the plane ride home, she had dreamt up different scenarios on how she'd pin Santana to the wall or bed or chair, whatever really, and kiss every centimeter of her body. Six weeks without being intimate with the love of her life was pure torture. "But we…" Yawn.

Santana sat Brittany down on their bed. "Strip."

Usually Brittany would get totally turned out a that type of command but she was just so tired. As if on autopilot, Brittany took off her clothes, changed into pajamas, washed up in the bathroom and crawled into bed. "Come here."

While Brittany got ready for bed, Santana did the same and checked to make sure the baby monitor was on. She crawled into bed with her wife. "I'm big spoon tonight," she said hugging Brittany from behind, "God, I missed you. Our bed felt so empty without you."

Brittany let out a content sigh. She was back where she belonged. "I couldn't sleep the first few nights I was there," Brittany said, "I had to spray your perfume on my other pillow so I could smell you."

"So that's where my bottle went," Santana chuckled and kissed Brittany's check, "Sometimes I'd bury my face in your pillow and breath in your scent before going to sleep."

Brittany turned around in her wife's arms to face her. "Six weeks without you is too long," Brittany said softly, "I don't like being away from you." Brittany leaned in and gently kissed those lips she missed so much. As soon as she arrived in her hotel room in Vietnam, the reality of not being able to see Santana when she wanted, hit her. It was like a vice crushing her chest. "I pushed the filming so I could come home sooner."

Santana leaned in and took Brittany's lower lip between her own lips. She kissed her and tried to show her wife how much she missed her with that kiss. Brittany responded and they spent a long while kissing. Kissing and and reuniting their lips and tongues to their other half. Brittany tried to keep up, but her body betrayed her. She was just so jet lagged.

Santana was the one to stop first. "Go to sleep, Britt-Britt."

Brittany heard Santana's words then immediately succumbed to sleep.

Santana kissed her wife's forehead and held her as she slept. It was too early for Santana and she wasn't sleepy at all, but she didn't care. Her wife was home and she would gladly hold her in her arms until she fell asleep.

-tbc-