Hey everyone! So, I'm sory for the delay with this chapter i've just been really busy the past few days and didn't have time to write! This chapter is longer than the other's and it's nice and light! Hopefully all your fluffy little hearts will be satisfied! :) Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Brittany awoke the next morning with a smile already on her face. Today was going to be a great day. Lord knows Santana needed it after the night she had just had, waking up close to every two hours, kicking and screaming. Brittany hated to see her friend so distressed and it hurt to know that there wasn't much she could do to help.

Picking herself up off the couch, she decided it was time to get on with her day. She had to make it perfect for Santana so she might as well start straight away. She made her way quickly out to the kitchen, stepping quietly around the mattress on the floor, not wishing to wake up the sleeping Latina.

When she emerged in the kitchen, she glanced towards the table and spotted a note stuck to it. Picking it up, she smiled as she saw what was written:

Just tell me what I need to do.

Mom xx

Underneath, a phone number was scribbled, with 'The shop' written beside it. Brittany was happy her mother had remembered to put down that phone number. She decided to get to work straight away, dialling the number written on the note and informing them what needed to be done. She then proceeded to call her mother, giving her the details of what she planned for the day and how she wanted her mother to help. When she hung up, she couldn't help but smile. Today is going to be amazing, she thought, as she bounced out of the room and upstairs to get ready and get clothes for Santana.

xXx

Half an hour later, she bounded back down the stairs, dressed in black skinny jeans and a light blue top with one sleeve hanging off her shoulder. She wanted today to be perfect so she decided to put effort into her clothing choice, picking the blue to match her eyes. She didn't expect Santana to be awake after the tough night she had, so she was surprised when she entered the living room to find Santana sitting up in her bed, looking confused and slightly annoyed.

"Britt!" She exclaimed as the blonde entered the room, "Where the hell were you?"

"Sorry San, I was just upstairs getting ready for the awesome day we're gonna have!" She smiled slyly as she sidled over to the Latina, pulling the wheelchair along with her. Santana opened her mouth to speak, but was silenced by Brittany's soft lips on her own. As she pulled away, she smiled again. "Don't worry about it. Now let's start with me making us some breakfast." She nimbly swept Santana off the bed, placing her in her wheelchair and led them into the kitchen. Without a word, she set to work around the kitchen and Santana decided it was best not to disturb her, so she sat in silence.

Ten minutes later, Brittany turned around and presented Santana with a plate of pancakes. She had skilfully made a smiley face on top out of strawberries and chocolate sauce. Santana's heart melted at the sight, and she wasn't one of those mushy times. She took her first bite.

"Oh my God, Britt! These taste amazing!" She closed her eyes as she ate, taking in the heavenly taste of the food. Brittany's grin grew wider. All she wanted was to make Santana happy and she had done that. Stage one: Complete, she thought to herself, as she watched the Latina eat.

xXx

"San would you please hurry up? It's almost one o' clock!" Brittany was tired of waiting for the Latina. Santana had been in the bathroom for the past half an hour getting ready. Brittany was confused as to what she was actually doing, as she had helped the brunette to get dressed earlier. She couldn't see how it would take her this long to put on make up, but sure enough, when Santana did finally emerge from the bathroom, she looked the exact same as she had when she had entered, other than a bit of make up. Brittany gave the Latina a 'what the hell?' look as she passed, moving the wheelchair with one hand.

"God, Britt!" Santana cried, "It's not exactly easy to put on make up with one hand!" She huffed loudly and Brittany couldn't help but laugh at the other girl's antics. She simply couldn't stay mad at the feisty Latina.

"Whatever!" She rolled her eyes mockingly, "Let's just go."

"Where exactly are we going Britt?" Santana asked as she was wheeled out the door. Brittany smiled to herself as she locked the front door behind her.

"That's for me to know and you to find out!"

xXx

Brittany stopped the car, finally, after driving for almost half an hour. She turned to Santana, who was in the back seat staring out the window and taking in her surroundings. The blonde saw a smile begin to appear on the Latina's face.

Brittany had brought them to the big hill on the outskirts of Lima, which provided a beautiful view of the town and surrounding countryside. Santana had mentioned once before that she used to come here with her grandmother when she was younger, before she passed away. They would just sit on the grass and look out at the town where her grandmother lived.

Brittany quickly unbuckled her belt and helped the Latina into her wheelchair. The blonde pulled a blanket out of the car and placed it on the ground at the top of the hill, lifting Santana onto it and sitting down beside her.

"This is so beautiful, B" Santana whispered, as she gazed in awe at the magnificent view in front of her, "Thank you." The Latina turned to Brittany and gave her a slow, passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Brittany was breathless.

"No problem" she managed to breathe out. The two sat in comfortable silence for a while, just looking out over the town. Something caught the Latina's eye as she sat there. It was McKinley High. The sight of the school brought her back to reality.

"We have to go back there next week," Santana muttered. Brittany looked bewildered at the sudden words, "School, I mean," Santana clarified, "I can't go back there like this." Santana looked pained and Brittany's heart ached for her.

"But San, the doctor said you get to take of your sling and the cast on your arm on Christmas Eve. And if you do your exercises, your arm will be back to full strength and you'll be out of the wheelchair and into crutches like three days after!" Brittany beamed at the thought of Santana finally getting a bit better, but the Latina still didn't look pleased.

"I know Britt," she began, "But I'll still be in crutches and everyone will stare at me and ask me loads of questions about what happened to me. What am I supposed to say?" She turned to Brittany once more, pain and fear in her eyes. The blonde gave her a reassuring smile.

"I'll be with you every step of the way. I won't let anyone hurt you." Brittany took hold of her friend's hand and squeezed it lightly, "And if anyone said anything, you could just slash them with your vicious, vicious words." Brittany grinned widely as the Latina beside her couldn't contain a giggle.

"Okay Britt, you promise?" Santana turned serious again.

"I promise." Brittany leaned over and gave Santana another kiss, slow and reassuring. "Now, it's time we got moving. We have places to be." Brittany smiled slyly as the Latina gave her a quizzical look. Once she had settled the brunette in the car, with the blanket and wheelchair packed away, she sent a quick text to her mother, which read:

Stage 2 complete. Please commence Stage 4 while I take care of Stage 3.

B xx

Brittany smiled softly to herself as the delivery report came in. I'm a genius, she thought, as they drove off the hill and back towards Lima.

xXx

"Here we are!" Brittany exclaimed as she pulled the car into the parking lot of a cute little building called 'Dino's Diner'.

"What are we doing here B?" Santana asked, a bit confused. Brittany turned in her seat, bouncing up and down excitedly.

"We're going for a progressive dinner!" Santana still looked bewildered so Brittany continued, "It's where you go to different places for the different parts of the meal!" This helped the Latina to understand and her face lit up at the gesture. Brittany had done a lot of planning. "So we're having starters here! I know you love really hot soup and when I was a little girl, when we'd go out to the park to feed the ducks, my dad would always take me here for hot soup to warm me up afterwards." Brittany smiled as she got out of the car and wheeled Santana into the diner.

The two girls sat in a booth and ordered their soup. The service was great and the food arrived quickly.

"Holy. Sweet. Hell." Santana exclaimed as she took her first gulp of vegetable soup, "This is freakin' awesome!" A huge grin took over Brittany's face at the Latina's sudden outburst.

"Glad you like it," Brittany said smugly. She knew she would love it. "I hope you like the next course just as much." Santana looked to Brittany and opened her mouth to speak, but the blonde just tapped her nose with her index finger, not uttering a word as they finished their starter and she got up to pay.

xXx

"Oh my freakin' God, Britt!" Santana squealed from the back seat as Brittany stopped the car. "I love Breadstix! You know me so well!" Santana was ecstatic, to say the least, as they entered the restaurant. They sat at a booth and Santana stared adoringly at the blonde across from her. "I love you so much" she whispered, so softly that Brittany could hardly hear her. She leant across the table and gave Santana a soft kiss. Actions spoke louder than words, after all.

They both ordered spaghetti and meatballs. As they waited for their food, Santana brought a breadstick to her mouth. She hadn't had one in years. As she took the first bite, she almost screamed with the deliciousness of it. Brittany watched the brunette eat. She loved to see her so happy. She wanted her to stay like this forever, but she knew that was naïve. Santana had a lot of problems that she needed to get past so Brittany was happy if she could forget about them for just one day.

She had heard once on a television programme that music can be a form of therapy. Brittany had often heard Santana singing softly in the shower. She had a beautiful voice. An idea suddenly came to Brittany. What if- Her thoughts were interrupted by the waitress bringing the food to the table. Santana's eyes doubled in size as she took in the amount of food piled onto the plate, and Brittany couldn't help but smile even wider. Stage 3: Complete.

xXx

"Thanks so much for today, Britt," Santana murmured while she pressed soft kisses to Brittany's neck, as she parked the car in the driveway. Brittany shivered at the feeling of Santana's warm breath on her neck.

"It's not over yet," she replied softly. She silently hoped that her mother had remembered everything. They entered the house and Brittany led the way to the back garden, sighing in relief as she noticed everything laid out perfectly. Santana took in the garden before her.

A large blanket was laid on the ground in the middle of the garden. Beside that, were a freshly lit campfire and a small basket which was closed to hide the contents. Santana was astounded. Brittany had gone to so much effort and it was all for her. Brittany helped lower Santana onto the blanket and went over to the basket.

She opened the top and peered inside to make sure everything she needed was there. She pulled out a bag of marshmallows and two skewers. She smiled and sighed in relief at the same time when she saw the object she ordered from 'the shop' this morning sitting in the corner of the basket. She had to remember to thank her mother later. She closed the basket again, leaving the object inside for the moment, and turned back to Santana holding the marshmallows and skewers aloft, grinning widely.

"Let's roast some marshmallows!" Brittany squealed, handing a skewer and marshmallow to Santana, who held it immediately over the fire. As they waited for them to roast, Santana turned to Brittany.

"Britt, thank you so much for today," Santana looked down nervously before mumbling the next words, "It's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me." She felt tears stinging at her eyes and she couldn't bring herself to look at the blonde girl in front of her. Placing one finger underneath the Latina's chin, Brittany turned her face towards her.

"You're worth it," she whispered before pulling her into a searing, passionate kiss. In that moment, the two girls didn't care about the fact that they no longer had marshmallows roasting as they had melted away, all that mattered was the two of them and the moment they were sharing.

Finally, the two pulled away, breathless. They looked at each other intensely for a few moments, before Brittany broke away and reached into the basket, pulling out the object from earlier. She turned back around to Santana, holding a small box in one hand. Santana's eyes widened as she opened it to reveal a beautiful silver ring. Before Santana could say anything, Brittany began to speak.

"Santana, you're my best friend," she began, smiling timidly at the Latina, "Ever since I met you, you've been nothing but kind and funny and caring. I really like being your best friend but I feel like we can be more. We've already said that we love each other so I know we've skipped a few steps but I was wondering," she hesitated slightly before rushing out the question, "Santana, will you be my girlfriend?" Santana was silent a moment, making it seem as though she actually had to think about it, before practically screaming,

"Yes of course!" Brittany burst into a relieved smile, before slipping the ring onto Santana's finger and kissing her softly on the lips. They relaxed back in the blanket and continued to roast marshmallows for a while until they were too tired to keep their eyes open and Brittany managed to drag Santana into her wheelchair and back inside the house, where they flopped into bed, not even bothering to change their clothes.

As Santana began to drift off, she couldn't help but think that maybe things were finally looking up.

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