Hey guys, thanks for the amazing response to this, the favourites, the story alerts, the reviews. It's awesome and it's good to know people are enjoying reading this as much as i am enjoying writing it. Can i just say that this weeks glee broke my heart, someone seriously needs to just take Faberritana and give them all a good hug and some chocolate ice-cream


Shortly after their little names introduction Brittany had decided to give Santana a small English lesson, obviously the girl couldn't learn fluent English over night , but they made a start. Eventually, Santana had stood up and moved to a corner of the cave, picking up a box and pushing it towards Brittany, then she rested back on her bent knees and observed the blonde girl. Brittany looked at the box and was surprised to see it was hers, it had 'Flash' printed on the side, and it had all her personal belongings that she put away before a flight, usually she kept it tucked in the compartment of her seat underneath the bottom. Brit realised that this girl must have picked it up from the seat while she was passed out.

"Mine" she said, wanting to get the muted girl to understand as much of what she was saying as possible. She pointed at the blanket, then the bed, then the clothes that Santana was wearing. "yours" she said, trying to convey the sense of belonging. The girl nodded understandingly, repeating the words. Brittany wasn't sure if she understood completely or not, but she figured that it was a lot for the wild girl to take in.

She opened the box, and picked up her dog tags, hanging them around the neck, aware of Santana watching her avidly. She scoured through the rest of the box revealing her phone which was out of reception, a packet of dots ( they were Brittany's guilty pleasure) and her keys. Pocketing her phone and the dots she put her keys back in the box and closed the lid.

As she had been searching, Santana had stopped watching her, she walked towards the entrance to the cave, gesturing at Brittany with her hands .

"stay"? Brittany asked before nodding, because that obviously what the girl meant, "I will stay, promise" she told Santana, who was out the door immediately . Brittany, to her credit did stay, she wondered the tiny cavern, observing everything in wonder. The entrance to the cave was set up with a cover made out of the same tough leather she had been sleeping on, it was wound tightly with a cord to keep it taught and acted as a good buffer from the wind. After an hour or so though, Brittany was bored.. She had killed some time playing Tetris on her phone, Puck used to make fun of her for it, but she didn't care. Tetris was fucking awesome. Eventually though, her battery ran out, and she was left to stare around at her bare surroundings.

The leather mattress-bed thing was laid against the far side of the room/area/cave. There wasn't much else, a few makeshift knifes were strewn on the floor, not unlike the one Santana had wielded as Brittany hung from her tree and the ragged blanket that had named the wild girl Santana lay near the bed, and a small fresh water spring towards the rear, which Brittany had already helped herself to.

Another fifteen minutes and boredom got the better of her, she contemplated grabbing one of the knifes, which were really just sharpened rocks tied to a small stick, but decided against it, she didn't want to go far, she just needed to get out of this claustrophobic space. She missed the feeling of the wind on her face, and the sun shining down on her. She promised herself that she wouldn't go far enough to not be able to find her way back.

It took her a few minutes staring at the cord that was tying the cover of the cave in place before she realised she could just push through it. She can't even talk and I expect her to have a contraption made to open a door! She thought to herself, basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun. Her stomach rumbled forcefully and she realised she hadn't eaten anything all day, and she was starving. So , trial by belly, she was looking for food.

The surrounding area by the cave was thick, dense jungle, the kind she had seen in cartoon whilst watching Tarzan with Puck. Now she was with her own real life Tarzan, just a much more feminine, much more exotic and much sexier version of Tarzan. Brit chose a direction and started to walk, it took her 5 times the time to get ten meters through the rough bush than it would have walking through a street back home in New York. Luckily though, Britt didn't have to walk very far, she found some berry's growing on a bright green plant only a few meters away from the base of the cave. The berries were a deep purple, and let out a thick juice when Brittany squeezed one of them. She pocketed a few and carried on walking searching for more substantial food. Brit wondered what Santana ate.

Lost in her minds wondering, Brit didn't notice any danger until she was almost upon it, when she noticed however she froze, not moving a muscle. Across from her, a large shaggy wolf, brown flecks adorning its matted fur, had its head buried in what seemed to be a ..- Brittany couldn't even tell – whatever it had been was now gone, partially devoured by this wild beast.

She stood frozen, watching the brute, aware that the smallest movement could mean the wolf became aware of her presence. It would be pretty funny if I survived a plane crash to die by wolf mutilation she thought to herself with ill humour. The wolf was greedily chewing on its meal, and Brittany decided it was best to make at least some attempt to get away. She knew she wouldn't be able to outrun the wolf, or overpower it. She was strong, and she was fast, but she couldn't beat a wild animal. Backing away slowly and steadily, she kept her eyes on the wolf, barely breathing, focusing all her mind on placing one foot behind another. She felt a branch underneath her foot, but couldn't stop herself in time and her foot descended on it completely with a loud CRACK , echoing through the raucous cacophony of the rainforest.

The wolfs head shot up in a second, fierce eyes piercing through her, freezing her on the spot.

The untamed beast edged towards her, its kill forgotten in favour of a bigger, juicier meal. The wolf got closer and closer, Brit was trying to remember if she knew anything about wolves.

I know you don't run from them that just make them chase you more, maybe you submit, should I lie down? No. That's bears. Shit. Should I run? Shit. What can I d-

Her panicked thoughts were cut off, by a feral growl emanating deep within the wolfs throat. Brit closed her eyes and leaned back waiting for an impact or the feel of sharp claws on her throat. Instead she hear another growl. This one different from the last, it was higher, less feral but still full of a menace and warning. Cracking one eye open, her mouth dropped. In front of her Santana stood, raising herself up , covering Brittany with as much of her body as she could. Her mouth was pulled back in a snarl and her eyes were cold and hard. The sound coming from her scared Brit and amazed her at the same time.

The sight of the girl was breathtaking, Santana did not quake or flinch as the wolf pawed forward before circling back, she maintained eye contact with the wolf, she had one of her badly constructed knifes in her hand. The wolf seemed to recognise fierce opponent, and tried circling around Santana to get at Brittany. Santana would let it get close, she had her back pressed into Brittany's front, and she tracked every movement that the wolfs made closely, inching to each side as she blocked the blonde girl from the wolfs range.

It was a tense few seconds that seemed to last an eternity to Brittany, she watched in fear as the wolf and Santana stared each other down, both emitting loud warning growls from within them, the wolf pacing side to side and Santana gesturing with her Knife. Eventually, the wolf sunk its head, whipped around and ran out of sight, obviously deciding that it wasn't worth the effort.

Brittany let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding as Santana turned to face her .Brittany scooped the smaller girl up in her arms trying to convey her gratitude when she was pushed off with, another growl coming from the girl. Brittany flinched a little, scared at the noise directed at her. Santana was looking at her coldly; her face was drawn into a hard stare, eyebrows drawn and a deep anger lying behind her eyes. Santana pushed her back towards the cave, keeping a hand wrapped around Brittany's arm tightly and guiding her forcefully into its safety. Once inside she let go angrily, and beginning to pace back and forth furiously . Brittany sat on the bed, and pulled her knees in to her just

"I'm sorry san" she started to say, even though she knew the girl couldn't understand her. She tried to put as much emotion as she could into her voice as she could, lacing it with all the fear and panic that she had bottled up over the day and all of the confusion and worry about being in a strange place with a strange women. Her voice cracked halfway and she forced herself to gulp down the lump in her throat. How could she be so stupid . Santana had told her not to leave the cave and she thought she knew better. Stupid stupid stupid

"I am so sorry" she cried again, blinking back tears.

The sorrow in her voice seemed to get through the pacing girls anger though, because she knelt down before Brittany. Anger still showed in her face, but her eyes were softer.

"No" she said forcefully , in that liquid voice that made Brittany weak , although now it was laced with a fury, gripping at Brittany's arm, Santana kept talking "No, you... Stay" she said forcefully. Brittany nodded, trying to wipe tears from her eyes, but she couldn't with Santana holding onto her, so she let them fall free

"yes, I stay, I am sorry San, I stay" she cried out weakly. Santana's faced visibly relaxed, the anger morphed into tenderness, as she reached out to Brittany's cheek, catching a tear on her finger. She stared at it curiously, before placing it on her lips and licking them, blanching at the salty taste, she quickly wiped her tongue on her sleeve, then used her hand to wipe away more tears that adorned Brittany's face.

"Brittany Stay" she whispered softly, this time her voice almost pleading. "Brittany stay with Santana" she begged quietly. Brittany nodded through her tears, inching closer to wear Santana was wearily leaning against the wall, and nuzzling into her side.

"Brittany stay with Santana" she promised equally as soft. Brittany could tell that the girl was still confused, she probably had been since seeing Brittany dangle from that tree. Someone so like her, and yet different, someone who spoke oddly and who taught her what a kiss was. Santana didn't know what was happening, but she knew she liked it, and that if it felt good it couldn't be bad. The concept of cuddling was entirely lost on the wild girl, but it felt nice to hold Brittany, especially now that the blonde girl had drifted into a peaceful sleep. Santana looked down at her with adoration, Kissing her forehead.

"Brittany mine" she whispered into the night, before falling asleep like that, wrapped around the strange blonde creature who had fallen into her life from the sky.


So, i researched El Yunque a lot for this story, and I found that not only are there NO large dangerous mammals of any kind, there are also no poisonous snakes. So , for the sake of the storyline, lets just pretend that that isn't true, and that El Yunque is actually a really dangerous place Leave reviews and let me know what you think xx