A/N- Hello am baaack! Anyways I bring you chapter 2! I sincerely hope people haven't lost interest in this!

"Ouch". Brittany grumbled as she laid flat on top of Santana. "Oh shit, damn it". The blonde silently uttered when she realised that she was directly on top of her.

Brittany quickly placed herself up, then glanced all around the carriage to see items from her luggage scattered around everywhere. "Aah I don't believe this". She moaned to no one in particular.

The blonde paced around picking up her things while Santana silently smirked at the situation in hand. The way Brittany huffed and the way she muttered under her breath was somewhat appealing and rather endearing.

Once all her belongings had been stuffed back into the suitcase, Brittany walked over to one corner of the carriage and sat down. She took out a book, ignored Santana and began to read.

The brunette was slightly bemused. She had just helped this girl onto the train and yet here she was acting a tad weird. But this little action didn't faze the Latina at all. She tiptoed to where Brittany was and crouched down so they were shoulder to shoulder.

"Whatcha reading?" Santana asked. She tilted her head a little so she could get a better view of the book but Brittany budged.

When there was no answer, Santana simply shrugged. She turned her head the other way so she couldn't be heard and mumbled, "Wow, what a weird chick".

After a few minutes, Santana had felt something underneath her. She pulled the item from beneath her, only for Brittany's yellow bra to be revealed. The brunette blinked in surprise and tried her hardest not to laugh.

"I believe this is yours..." Santana flashed the item across Brittany's face. The blonde scoffed in disgust and instantly snatched the bra away from her hands. "Bloody some people" She hissed and quickly placed her under garment back into the suitcase.

Santana struggled to contain her laughter, which in turn only infuriated Brittany more. "Instead of laughing, how about you open that door so we can go and be seated with our friends?" The blonde ranted.

Santana stopped laughing and teased, "And how do you know if I'm here with my friends?"

"Fine, whatever... I'm here with my friends then, so could you like get that door opened?" Brittany snapped.

"Can't..." Santana shrugged, "It's jammed, and someone needs to open it from the other side"

Brittany faltered at the information. "So, I'm stuck here with you?"

"Yep, aren't you the lucky one?" Santana remarked.

The tall blue-eyed girl nodded her head in repulsion. The way Santana so openly flirted with her was most definitely something she did not like. She picked up her bag from the floor and made her way to another corner of the carriage.

Santana smiled and imitated the blonde's actions. She jumped up from the floor and once again seated herself next to Brittany. "Would you please just leave me alone?"

Brittany rolled her eyes and slightly shifted to the right. But the more she moved, the more Santana inched herself closer.

"What is your problem?" Brittany screamed who now reached boiling point.

"How about we exchange names... then discuss our problems" Santana teased ever so sweetly.

Bewildered to say the least, Brittany suddenly had the urge to knock some sense into this girl. "Why don't you mind your business and let me get back to my book". The blonde countered. "In peace..." She concluded.

Santana seemed to have acknowledged this and moved away from Brittany. But no later than two minutes and she collided their shoulders again.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're stunning?" She remarked. Brittany showed no reaction and kept her gaze firmly onto the book.

"That your eyes are breathtaking" Santana continued, as she eagerly anticipated some sort of reply from the beautiful blonde. But once again, Brittany showed no emotion what so ever.

"That you..." Brittany slammed her book shut and dangerously wagged her finger around Santana's face, causing the brunette to stop midway.

"Now you listen to me, I am not interested in any of your games, so just..." Now it was Santana's turn to interrupt Brittany.

"Wow so not only are you weird but extremely hot when you're angry" The brunette smirked.

Brittany couldn't stop her anger from boiling over and jumped on Santana. "You... you are such a..." The blonde trailed as she tangled with the girl on the floor.

"Easy now, what's going on here...?" The door opened and there was Puckerman who sheepishly wide-eyed his friend and the mysterious brunette sprawled out on the train floor.

"Oh Puck, thank god you're here, I was about to kill someone" Brittany bellowed, struggling to escape from Santana's grasp. Once she succeeded, she motioned for Noah to help with her suitcase and walked down the train so she could finally be seated with her friends.

Santana sighed and then realized that Quinn and Rachel were also probably anxiously awaiting her presence.

...

"So... you and the brunette, were you guys like getting it on?" Puck said once they were seated.

Quinn's head turned up when she recognised her friend. "Santana... oh my god you're here, where have you been?"

Simultaneously, both Brittany and Santana explained everything that had happened to their friends. The brunette though did change some parts of the story.

"So she helped me jump on the train..."

"I helped her jump on the train..."

"I fell on top of her..."

"She fell on top of me..."

"She pestered me and even asked for my name..."

"So I asked if she had a name..."

"Then she began flirting with me and at one point, I swear she eyed down my top..."

"Admittedly, I flirted with her but only cuz she showed her bra to me..."

"Seriously guys, I wanted to kill her..."

"Honestly Q and Rachel, she badly wanted me..."

Quinn laughed, "Well, looks like you missed out San, doubt we'll be seeing her again".

Sam assured his blonde female friend, "Relax Britt, it isn't as if you'll see her again".

...

The two hour train journey finally came to an end. Puck, Sam and Brittany waited in the queue at the airport. After all their flight details and passports had been checked, they were ushered inside the plane.

Quinn, Rachel and Santana also went through the same process but the blonde encountered a few problems when she walked through the metal detector.

"Okay madam step aside and empty out everything you have please" The security man asked Quinn.

The blonde emptied out her pockets as Rachel and Santana watched on. "There you go, I'm innocent". She protested.

"Miss... please reveal whatever it is that you have down your bra"

"What... I don't..."

"Just do it Q, or you can forget about our trip to Europe" Santana roared from the side.

"Fine, here take it" Quinn replied in disgust. She handed a small bottle of whisky to the security man. After another twenty minutes, he finally allowed the three girls to board the plane.

As they walked down, Rachel muttered, "You hid alcohol and expected to get away with it, are you out of your crazy mind?"

"Berry, shut up, there is no point talking about it" Quinn snorted to her friend's remark.

Santana was about to take her seat when a similar voice from before echoed around the front of the plane. The brunette stiffened and immediately ordered for Quinn and Rachel to get up.

Brittany talked and giggled away with her best friends but her mood soon disappeared. "Oh my god you...! What are you doing here?" The blonde gasped.

"Fancy seeing you here too" Santana quipped, a part of her slightly happy to see Brittany again.

"Whoa, you're the chick from the train right?" Puck questioned.

"Yep, that's right" Santana agreed as she observed the cute little faces Brittany was making.

Quinn then asked, "So I'm guessing you guys are travelling across Europe like us?"

"You bet... first stop Madrid" Sam happily replied.

"Oh wicked, that's our first destination too" Rachel answered.

"Here's a thought, since we're all heading to the same places, maybe we could, hang out?" Puck stated boldly.

Brittany tensed. "Hold on, I'm here with you both, I don't want to stay with them".

Sam half smiled, "Let's put it to a vote... If you think we should all hang out, raise your hands".

""Sorry Britt, it's five against one I'm afraid" The blonde boy reasoned.

Brittany pouted, a little disappointed that her friends could do this to her. There was no way she could spend a whole month with Santana.

On the other hand, Santana was chuffed to say the least. Maybe Quinn was right, maybe this was going to be the best trip ever.

A/N- Do review! Just thought I'd let you know that I've got another three chapters written up, they are significantly longer than my first two chapters. Oh and also, this fic will be based in and around Europe, then for my final 6-7 chapters, we shall be back in America! :) xx