Brittany stirred and woke up when she felt the bed dip and the blanket slide slightly off her body, before feeling the warmness of the blanket return. She heard Santana exhale softly as she wiggled to get back comfortable. "I see you are still a wild sleeper." Brittany mumbled with a small smile as Santana continued to fidget and move around.

Santana turned and glanced over her shoulder, locking eyes with Brittany who was smiling at her. "Sorry." She laughed softly as she turned over to face her.

"It's okay, for some reason, I'm still used to it." Brittany shrugged. "It was actually comforting last night...I know it sounds weird, but feeling the bed dip and shake every time you flipped over, or tried to find the cool spot on your pillow, which I know you still do, it comforted me."

Santana blushed initially before her face dropped. "I didn't keep you up at all did I?"

"Not at all, I was out like a light, I just felt you move subtly when I slipped into a different level of consciousness." Brittany replied. "I really only just felt you get back in bed just now."

"Cool, so you slept well?" Santana asked, staring intently at Brittany, who kept the same gaze.

"Yeah, you?"

"I slept really good." Santana nodded before closing her eyes and blinking slowly.

"Well, I'm going to go for a run, since I'm up now." Brittany smiled. "Care to join me?" She asked, slipping out of bed.

Santana opened her eyes quickly. "Fuck...I woke you up, didn't I?"

Brittany shook her head. "No, I wake up to run almost every morning anyways."

"Oh...thanks for the invite but I'm gong to pass." Santana yawned as she slid out of her bed herself. "I'll let you get changed, thanks for letting me crash." She smiled before leaving the room and heading down the hall to her room where she laid down right away and fell back asleep fairly quickly.

Once Brittany was dressed in a pair of white exercise leggings with a yellow stripe down the side, a matching sports bra as well, she carried a pair of black Nikes into the kitchen and set them by the door. She was peeling a banana when Quinn walked in the kitchen, dressed to work out as well, and raised an eyebrow while smiling brightly at her.

"Good morning." Brittany smiled from her position on on the kitchen counter, where she was sitting.

"Hey, good morning." Quinn replied, grabbing a banana as well. "I didn't expect anyone else to be awake." She smiled. "Whenever I go on trips with Santana and Mercedes I'm up alone until at least 11am, when Mercedes crawls out of bed, and Santana will sleep until she's hungry, which can be as late as 2pm." She laughed.

Brittany laughed. "I'm an early riser, I usually run in the morning."

"Really?" Quinn asked. "I was headed out to run myself, mind if I tag along?"

Brittany shook her head quickly. "Of course not, I didn't know you still ran, I know in high school you did but no clue you kept up with it."

Quinn nodded and poured of glass of berry and mint infused water into a glass. "Yep, I usually try to do evening runs, but I enjoy morning runs on vacation for some reason."

"Well, I'm doing a five mile run today, is that okay?" Brittany asked.

"Of course." Quinn nodded.

Ten minutes later the pair was jogging down the beach when Quinn glanced up at her and cleared her throat. "So how did last night go with Santana after we went upstairs. I didn't make a big situation or make anything worse between you two, did I?"

Brittany shook her head. "No, you were right, it was a talk we needed to have, it cleared the air, Santana tried to bring it up a few days ago when we were hanging out, I just didn't want to talk about it."

"Why not?"

"I'm in such a good place in life Quinn, a great place actually, and Santana breaking up with me...well it was the lowest point of my life, it's not something I want to talk about, you know?" Brittany replied.

"But you reached out to Santana, not the other way around." Quinn frowned.

"I know but..." Brittany sighed and stopped running, Quinn following suit. "Deep in my heart I have always cared about Santana, always have and always will." Quinn nodded that she knew while Brittany paused to choose her words carefully. "When I saw Santana all over the news because of the break up, and saw the candids of her crying in her car, or of her and Teagan walking together and shouting at each other, I know she needed a friend. Not to say you and Cedes aren't, but I just knew she needed to hear from me, as a friend. I knew Santana better than anyone in this world back in high school, and she broke my heart in millions of piece. I never asked her why, I never wanted to know why...for my own selfish reasons. So last night, when I was finally forced to listen, and finally forced to admit the I knew the break up was right...it feels like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. I feel like I can relax around her more and we can really start rebuilding our friendship."

Quinn smiled. "So you two are just friends?"

Brittany nodded quickly. "We've been just hanging out and talking, just friends. I'm focused on my career, and a relationship just doesn't fit right now."

"Cool." Quinn replied as she started to jog again. "So, Santana said you might be in the market for a lawyer."

"Yeah I am, I'm a whiz with numbers, so I'm not worried about my accounting or anything, but my manager sends over so many leads at one time, that I need someone to look over contracts for me. I just want to make sure he's honestly getting me the best deal." Brittany stated.

"Well, I will give you the same discount I give Santana and Mercedes, which is $750 an hour, $1000 an hour if I need to go to court, and I only charge them $200 to read over documents." Quinn spit out quickly.

Brittany thought quietly to herself. "How many documents? Just one for $200?"

Quinn nodded. "How about this...how many contracts do you have right now that you need me to look over?"

"Probably seven?"

"$500 and I'll look them all over for you, $200 from here on out, and we'll work out a rate for me to comb through some of your older or active contracts." Quinn suggested.

"Cool, thanks." Brittany smiled.

"No problem." Quinn shrugged.

"Don't think I don't know you didn't sleep in your room last night." Mercedes cleared her throat as she helped Santana set the table from the breakfast they ordered and went to pick up while Quinn and Brittany showered from their run.

Santana stuck a spoon in the bowl of scrambled eggs and looked up at her, grabbing another spoon and sticking it in the grits. "Oh, yeah I crashed with Brit." She replied casually. "Before you even ask, no we didn't sleep together, no we aren't dating, no we didn't kiss, no we haven't kissed at all yet, no we don't sleep together often, and no we didn't cuddle." She laughed when Mercedes opened her mouth slightly before slamming it shut. "I just, after we talked about everything, I just wanted to be around her and not alone with my high school thoughts. She woke up to run, and I went to my room and went back to sleep."

"So, you two are just friends?" Mercedes asked.

"Yep, I just got out of an engagement like 3 months ago, it just feels really good to have my best friend back. Brit knows me better than anyone else in this world, still after all the years. Trust me, the last thing on my mind is a relationship right now." She shrugged as Brittany and Quinn walked into the dining area, both wearing bikini tops and jean shorts.

"This all looks great." Brittany beamed as Mercedes popped a bottle of champagne and began to pour mimosas for everyone.

"Good morning ladies, how was the run?" Mercedes asked.

"Amazing, it's beautiful out here." Quinn smiled, taking a sip of her mimosa. "You two should join us tomorrow morning."

Santana coughed and laughed. "Yeah, pass...I say we all take a sunset walk though."

Mercedes scooped some eggs on her plate and glanced up. "I'm down for that, it'll be a little cooler by then.

Brittany took a sip of her mimosa and smiled in agreement. "So, since I didn't plan the trip I have no idea what the itinerary is, are we just hanging out and lounging around the house or?" She asked, watching Santana pile three layers of lox on her bagel an take a huge bite.

"Shopping is a must, but other than that...I didn't really plan a shitload of stuff. We can google some stuff to do." Santana shrugged, talking with her mouth full, to which Quinn scowled and rolled her eyes.

"Well on our run I noticed a sign for parasailing and jet skis." Quinn announced.

"Fun!" Brittany smiled. "How didn't I see that?"

"Im in." Mercedes replied.

"Let's do it." Santana nodded in agreement.

"Sorry for the paps everyone." Santana sighed as they walked back in the house from their shopping trip. As soon as they stepped out of the car service Santana was swarmed and followed majority of the excursion. She waved initially to the cameras, hoping they would get the shots of her that they wanted and let her and the rest of the group shop in peace, but they did the exact opposite. While Mercedes, who was a celebrity herself, was used to the attention, and Quinn who traveled with Santana often, was used to the attention and crowds as well, simply ignored the crowds, Brittany seems to tense slightly, to which Santana would glance up and discreetly check on her.

"No big deal, girl, I'm headed outside to relax and get some sun." Mercedes stated. "Quinn make some margaritas."

"Coming right up." Quinn nodded, heading to the kitchen.

Santana was setting her bags down when she saw Brittany head upstairs and decided to follow her. Brittany was taking off her white converse when Santana knocked softly on the door, since it was open.

"Hey, you okay?" She asked the blonde, who was slipping on a pair of flip flops.

"Yeah." Brittany nodded softly. "Just didn't think I should wear sneakers into sand." She smiled.

"Sorry about earlier, I know you aren't used to the paps like the rest of us are." Santana stated, sitting on the bed next to her. "I really thought the media would leave me alone by now, but I guess not."

"I don't envy you." Brittany teased. "That's for sure." She laughed when Santana laughed softly. "It's cool, a little overwhelming but it okay. How are you? They were hurling questions about you and Teagan."

Santana shrugged and sighed. "It's to be expected." She stated, standing up and clearing her throat. "I'll see you outside." She added softly, walking out of the room.

Brittany staring at her and chewing on her bottom lip. "She's not okay." She sighed and took off her white v neck tshirt, and jean shorts, leaving her in her aqua and pink floral bikini. After grabbing a white waist cover up she grabbed a pair of white aviator Raybans and made her way downstairs where everyone was out on the beach chairs. "What happened to the margaritas that Quinn was supposed to make? I thought one would be waiting for me?" She laughed as she sat down and started to rub sun block on her shoulders.

"I got lazy." Quinn shrugged, lifting her sunglasses and laughing before laying back down.

"Well, lucky for you ladies, I used to be a bartender." Brittany winked as she walked over to the outdoor bar, just as Santana came outside. "Santana, come help me."

Santana looked over and shrugged as she walked over. "What are you making?" She asked with a smile as Brittany began to twirl a bottle in her hand.

Brittany shrugged. "It's a surprise." She winked as she quickly mixed up a shot and slid it to Santana.

The latina stared at her and raised her eyebrow while taking a sip, her eyes widening as she swallowed. "Okay, that was really good."

Brittany nodded a thank you and slid her a second shot, this one a bright red from the splash of Grenadine she added. "Cheers." She lifted her own shot glass and clinked with Santana, knocking it back quickly. "Good right?"

"Very, so why do you ever only make martinis at home?" Santana asked with a sly smile.

"There's a lot you don't know about me as an adult." Brittany shrugged, mixing up shots and martinis for everyone and playing them on a tray to carry over.

9pm

After going to a Brazilian steakhouse for dinner the four women are back at the house and walking up the beach to a fireworks show that was scheduled to start after the sunset. Santana spotted a small clearing up a small bath and suggested they all hike up there, hoping her and Mercedes wouldn't be noticed and they could all relax and enjoy the show in peace. Mercedes and Quinn walked ahead of them, carrying blankets and a picnic basket full of sacks, assorted cheeses, crackers, and some fruit; while Brittany and Santana carried a color with beers and champagne.

"You've been quiet since dinner." Brittany stated, glancing down at Santana, who seemed lost in thought.

"I'm okay." Santana replied with a smile. "Dinner was great, wasn't it?"

"Very. I love Brazilian steak houses." Brittany nodded in agreement. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"What happened with you and Teagan?" Brittany asked softly. "What took you two from head over heels, looking deep in each other's eyes in candids with huge smiles, to screaming at each other backstage at the MTV Awards?"

Santana shrugged as they reached the clearing and all got settled, once the four of them were relaxing and chatting amongst themselves, Santana moved to sit next to Brittany and opened a beer. "Just as easily and quickly as we fell in love, we fell out of love. It seemed like the smallest things either one of us would do, would uh, it would just tip the other off. I snore, it started to piss her off. I left a wet towel on the bed one day, in a rush to get to the suit, and it was world war III in the house." She shook her head and took a long sip. It was me...I know it was my fault."

"No...it takes two people to make a relationship work Santana...dont do that." Brittany replied softly.

"I'm a bitch, Brit. I know it, you know it, Teagan knows it." Santana shrugged again. "More and more arguments started to happen more frequently, I would feel my heart breaking daily, like literally shattering, it was so bad one day I had Q take me to the hospital...my chest was so tight."

"What was it?"

"Doctor said it was stress." Santana replied, pulling a box of Marlboro's out of her pocket and lighting one, taking a long drag. "That night when I got home we got in this huge argument, biggest we had ever had...I dont even remember what is was about, or how it started. We were both screaming at each other. I broke a glass, I threw it at her head, she ducked, and threw one back. I ran up to the bedroom and she followed after me and started to pack a suitcase, I knew what was happening...I knew it was over, so when she opened her mouth to speak, I screamed it out before she could. She nodded and grabbed her keys, she took the key to my house off and tossed it at me. I cried myself to sleep that night and the next morning I saw that she issued a statement telling the world that we were done. She left her engagement ring on the mantle." She took another long drag as tears streamed down her cheeks, she wiped them away quickly. "I did it, if I was more patient or..."

"Yes, you are stubborn, you can be a bitch, you snore, and you talk with your mouth full, but you're also one of the sweetest, kindest, people with the biggest heart I've ever met. If Teagan couldnt take the lesser good parts of you, then she doesn't deserve you at your best." Brittany replied. "It takes two people to make a relationship work, and two people to truly end a relationship."

"I think I'm done with love, Brittany. I felt my heart shatter with Teagan..." Santana whispered. "I dont want to feel that kind of pain again."

"Well, as your best friend, yep I'm taking my title back, I promise to get you through this again." Brittany told her, grabbing her cigarette and taking a drag before handing it back to her.