Author's Note: Finally I found time from my crummy night shifts and working on my land comm Land of Art to write the next part to this fanfic. YAY! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. It's more than double the last one in length.

Next chapter will be more exciting... ;) Promise. I may have to change the rating to M.

Let me know what you guys think of this chapter.

In Louisville, Kentucky, Santana was getting all her things ready to leave. She had a long four hour drive ahead of her back to Lima that she wasn't about to postpone for anything. After cheerleading practice, she figured she could pack everything she needed and then leave.

She was currently doing an internal check list. Marking off everything she needed for her trip back home. So when someone knocked on her dorm door, she didn't hear it. It wasn't until the door opened that she heard anyone, in which Santana jumped about a foot.

"Crap!" She turned around about to go all Lima Heights on the intruder who broke into her room. Her features softened almost immediately at who walked in. "Oh, it's just you. Did I forget something at practice?" She looked over at her cheer bag sure that she had grabbed everything before she left. Granted she was in a hurry to leave so it wouldn't surprise her if she had forgot something.

The girl looked at Santana, "No, you didn't forget anything. I was actually going to ask you something but never mind." The girl seemed nervous. "I guess what I thought about you was true…" She mumbled the last part making sure Santana didn't here.

"Hey Tanya, what's with you?" Santana asked her cheer captain. Quite quickly she had become friends with her team mates. There was something about some of them that she just really liked. Her gaydar was often telling her that some of them played for her team but she wasn't about to ask them when they could easily stop being her friend if they weren't prepared to come out. She knew what it was like to be forced out, she wasn't about to do that to someone else. If they wanted to tell her they were gay, so be it. If not, that's okay too.

"What?" She inquired. "Oh it's nothing, don't worry about it." Her entire demeanor changed in a blink of an eye and she had that look she always gave to the team indicating that she was a badass. "Going back to see your girlfriend I presume?" She crossed her arms in front of her as she leaned against the doorframe completely dropping her original reason for being there.

Santana's eyes went wide, "What? I don't… I don't have a girlfriend. You know that." She defended not so confidently. Even she didn't believe what just came out of her own mouth.

Tanya narrowed her eyes on Santana, "You're right. A few weeks ago you did tell everyone that you broke up with your long-distance girlfriend and I can say that a bunch of them were excited to hear that but lately you haven't been so mopey. So I'm thinking that either you got back with your ex or you have a new lover but I'm thinking it's the ex." She said very proud like she could read into someone's behavior.

In this moment, Santana felt like an open book. This was definitely a strange feeling for her because more often than not, everyone else was an open book to her. She always had that uncanny ability to know what buttons to press to get someone rattled up. It worked in high school with one Rachel Berry and it continued to do so here in Louisville. So for her captain to come in here and tell her that she's an open book was a strange feeling to say the least.

Santana shied away and continued packing, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Tanya walked into the room and sat down on Santana's desk chair, "Oh sure you do. What was her name again..?" Her voice completely set on trying to get Santana to tell the truth.

"Her name is-was Brittany. As I said we broke up." A small smile played at her lips that even she had difficulty hiding.

"You should tell your face that." She pointed to the smile in which Santana immediately dropped. "For someone who broke up with the love of their life, you sure don't seem so sad anymore. I mean, I figured you'd be sad for a lot longer." She mused.

Santana didn't know what to say. Her mind was blank. For someone who was usually so confident with what to say in situations, right now she didn't know what to do. She needed a distraction. Something to get her out of this.

"I thought you had studying to do?" Santana asked hoping she could get her friend off of this topic and on to her favorite class.

Tanya shook her head, "Don't even try to change the subject. I'm not giving up so easily."

Shit! Why didn't that work? Santana voiced internally not wanting Tanya to see her sweat even though she's fairly sure that Tanya already could. "Come on, can't you just drop it. It's a sore subject." She tried to look sad but it appeared to just be funny to Tanya as she burst into laughter.

"I don't think it's very sore." Tanya wiped the tears from her eyes from laughing. "Besides, if it's such a sore subject, where is it that you are going?" She said motioning to the suitcase that Santana was currently packing. "I mean, the only place you ever go to is your hometown and that's where your ex is so if it's still such a sore topic why would you torment yourself by going there?" She couldn't help the smirk that appeared on her face. I think I have her now. There's no way she'd lie to me now.

Santana looked around feeling like a deer caught in a pair of headlights. She felt trapped like she was in a cage and they just let a tiger in. There was nowhere to run.

"Wow…. Santana Lopez is speechless… I didn't think I'd ever see that day. I must have really gotten you that time."

Santana's cellphone buzzed on the desk behind Tanya and she couldn't help but look back and see the name appear on the phone. Brittany. She read quickly before Santana walked over and grabbed her phone.

"I just knew it. You two are back together." She got up pointing a finger at Santana as she tossed her phone on the bed not even bothering to check her phone too afraid that Tanya may see.

"I-I.." She gulped back some bile she hadn't realized was collecting from being so nervous in this situation.

Santana composed herself and looked straight at Tanya with no fear. "Okay, I'm going home for this very reason."

Now Tanya was the one confused, "What reason is that?"

"I want to tell everyone the truth before it gets out and I don't want to tell anyone in case it spreads." Santana said trying to sound vague but failing miserably at it.

"Oh honey, I promise you, it's no secret. If I can tell, so can your former classmates at your high school. I guarantee that they already know or at least suspect it." She couldn't help but smile just to make Santana a little more calm. "So when you get back from this 'secret' trip that I apparently don't know about, you have to give me details, okay?" She used air quotes around secret for more effect.

Santana couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face again feeling so exhilarated that her captain was happy for her happiness. "Okay, I promise. Now you better leave so that I can finish packing and leave for home. I don't want to get back too late… if you know what I mean?" Her eyebrows rose up at the same time trying to get it across what she meant.

"Ooooo…. I like this Santana. Feisty. You better spend more time with her than your school pals. Make up for lost time." She winked. "So I'll get out of your way. Make sure you grab the good stuff before you leave. Don't want her getting bored of the plain ones." Her smirk grew as she walked toward the door.

"I already got that one covered." Santana couldn't help but let the smile grow into a smirk at the thought of seeing that certain someone in all her glory.

"See you later Santana," with that Tanya walked out of the door.

Santana turned back around and picked up her phone and sent a text back then she went back to her packing making sure she grabbed everything she would need.

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About thirty minutes and several texts later she carried her luggage out to her red Porsche Cayenne. Her dad had bought it for her so she would have a luxurious ride back and forth from Louisville to Lima. Also it just worked well with her cheerleading gear.

Just as she was about to pull out of her parking spot in the underground parking, she could hear that familiar song playing on her phone. She smiled thinking about the person that went with that very ringtone… "Oh crap! I should probably get that." She jumped out of her state and quickly searched her purse for her phone. Eventually she found it after several checks in multiple pockets. She was sure she would have to call back but apparently that person was determined to talk to her.

"Hey," She couldn't help but smile knowing who was on the other end.

"Hi," the person said on the other line said. "Have you left yet? Oh crap, are you driving right now? I don't want to be the cause of you getting in an accident. I'll hang up."

Santana could hear the panic in her voice as she pulled the phone away from her ear, "Wait, don't do that." She could hear that the phone was back in place seconds later. "I'm not driving. I'm just sitting in my car. I was about to leave when my phone started ringing. What's up?" She asked after trying to keep her on the phone.

The girl shrugged forgetting that Santana couldn't actually see her, "Nothing. I just missed you. Glee really isn't the same without you."

"I know babe but I'm coming home to see you today so you have that to look forward to." Santana couldn't help but be excited that in just four-ish hours she would be back with the girl of her dreams. The one she let slip away once. That's not going to happen again. She thought to herself as she listened to the other girl speak.

"I really need to get on building that teleportation device now because then I could see you whenever I wanted."

Santana could just picture the face the girl was sporting right now. Her face all scrunched up in deep thought trying to figure out the best way to build a teleportation machine. Santana was probably one of the only people that believed this girl could do whatever she put her mind to. The problem that held her back was all those people who believed she wasn't smart especially now since she didn't graduate. This solidified their belief that she wasn't smart but Santana whole-heartedly believed that one day; people wouldn't be calling her girl stupid. She just needs the right motivation is all.

"If anyone could do it, you could." She said with confidence knowing that if the girl on the other end heard confidence that she too would believe it which would motivate her to do great at school.

"You're right. I'll have to get on it ASAP. I'll work on the drawings while you drive here. You'll text me if you stop though right?"

Santana nodded, "Of course I will. What would I do at a gas station without texting you? It would be very boring. Anyways, babe I hate to cut this short but I'd like to get back home before it's dark but at this rate I think it'll definitely be dark."

The voice on the other end all of a sudden became worried, "You're—But you're still coming over when you get here right?"

She could imagine the puppy dog eyes right now looking off into space trying to convey it through the phone. "I don't know. We'll see how tired I am from all the driving."

"Okay," she sounded defeated.

"Come on cheer up, I'll see you at some point, you know that. I am coming back for you and only you." She said picking up her voice to hopefully bring up the mood on the other end.

"I know but I just want to be the first person you see when you get here but if I don't see you till tomorrow I'll be the third one after your parents."

"Okay well I can't make any promises," yes I could, "But I will try to be there before dark but if it gets dark, you'll have to wait until tomorrow okay?" She tried to make a worthy compromise in this situation because she wanted later to be a surprise. It's not a surprise if the other half knows it's coming.

"Well you better hurry it up then. Love you, now go. I need my sweet lady kisses from you."

Santana couldn't help but chuckle at the last phrase, "I love you too Britt."

Her renewed relationship with Brittany felt so right. She was so glad that they decided to try again after she came back for the musical Grease. In this moment she felt like an idiot for breaking up with her in the first place. What sane person breaks up with the best thing in their life? Apparently she did but she knew one thing, it most certainly wasn't going to happen again. This time around she was going to hang on for dear life.

"Time to see my Britt-Britt," with that she put her car in Drive and drove out of the underground parking to get back to her home. Not her house but Brittany.