"What now, San?" Brittany said to her after a few minutes of silence. She had just, without thinking about it at all, kissed her best friend. The friend that had been gone for more than 5 years. The friend that she didn't think would ever come back. And the friend that was so much more than a friend to her.
"I think I should be asking you that question. But are you even prepared to answer that?" Santana's voice was hesitant, but still as strong as it used to be. She hadn't really changed a bit, besides becoming more confident and independent.
"I don't think anyone is ever prepared to answer that question."
A long silence came over the both of them after Brittany's simple statement. It was true. One would never really know what was going to happen next, especially in a situation like there's. They were both already in a hole too deep to get out of. Brittany didn't even want to think about Elliot, and Santana didn't want to think about the possibility of being too late.
"I met a guy," Brittany said after a moment with a shrug. That was all Santana really needed; just that simple phrase that nearly broke her heart in an instant. But she had been through far too much to let just a simple few words get to her, so she let Brittany explain.
They spent the next two hours catching up. Brittany talked about Elliot and how they met. Elliot had known about Brittany and Santana unconsciously from the very beginning, just from that simple ring that Brittany wore on her finger every day for years. She didn't explain further than just a few simple details of their relationship. She didn't go into what would happen next or what would happen when Elliot would walk into the door to their apartment 5 hours later.
Santana's story was much simpler and shorter. After graduation, she had gone to the college her parents picked out for her, studied the major her parents wanted her to study, and started a career that her parents thought was best for her, becoming a lawyer. Although it was more of her parent's dream than her own, she started enjoying it.
Santana's parents had still kept her restricted like she was in high school. Her and Brittany had lost touch quickly. Brittany never really explained why she had never tried harder to keep in touch, but it wasn't a thought that went through either of their heads. They were with each other now and that was all that mattered.
"I love your shoes, by the way." Santana said after a long conversation and more than 3 cups of coffee. Brittany looked over at her work shoes lying near the door.
"Thanks."
"Still Velcro?" Santana asked with a grin.
"Still Velcro."