/*Author's Note: This song is Open Your Eyes by Snow Patrol. Check it out on youtube before reading. And thanks for the feedback all :).

Debating about whether this will be the last chapter or not. I might want to shift my focus to my other fic since I have a little writer's block with it. */

She clutched the steering so tight her hand was starting to tingle. It was all she could do to keep from lifting her hand and slapping herself in the face.

She had always been an expert at Brittanyisms. People always thought Brittany was slow or stupid but Santana always got the sexual innuendo or the slight jab in her one-liners. She always knew that Brittany was a secret genius. But Santana had missed this one. She completely missed this one and was making the biggest mistake of her life. She should hit herself for being so stupid.

She raced through the street of Lima, Ohio. The roads were less crowded now that the morning rush was over. Santana's mind played back to that night in her room. The night she had thought that Brittany told her that her love was fake, that their relationship was a lie, that she cared too much to tell Santana the truth.

"I'm the Easter bunny."

Santana had thought Brittany knew about the deal Santana had with her mom. That Santana broke the deal because she loved Brittany too much to tell her that the Easter bunny wasn't real. But Brittany didn't know. She had no idea. Brittany had learned about the truth on her own. It started to make sense the more Santana thought about it. Brittany had started asking really weird questions that year.

Can some rabbits lay eggs? Because her cousin's rabbits wouldn't no matter how much bird feed she gave it. How you can make an animal poop candy and if Lord Tubbington could poop candy or did she need magic?

She had developed a strange obsession with rabbits that Santana couldn't explain she just chalked it up to Brittany weirdness but she realized now what Brittany was doing. She was figuring it out for herself. She was slowly realizing and discovering that the Easter bunny wasn't real.

"A truth is worth more learned than told."

This is what Brittany had been doing this whole time too. Letting Santana realize and discover her own truth. Holding her and kissing her and telling her she loved her wouldn't have cast aside the doubt in Santana's heart. That doubt that she didn't deserve the love from someone that amazing and she'd never get it.

She pulled into the parking lot. She shifted the gears into park and grabbed her keys before running from the car. Glee club started 5 minutes ago and for some reason she knew she had to be there. She knew it was important to see whatever song Brittany planned to perform. Brittany was a subtle genius. She knew the song would give her the answer. She just knew it.

She sprinted down the hallway at full speed and turned into the choir room door. She placed her hands on her knees and gulped a few breaths before she heard Mr. Schue's voice.

"Santana? Are you alright?"

She looked up at him and nodded, still too out of breath to speak. She saw that Brittany was sitting on a stool in front of the black piano and Sam and Puck were sitting in their seats holding their guitars. Quinn and Mr. Schue were standing next to Brittany and each had a supportive hand on her back.

Santana held up her hands and pointed to an empty seat hoping to convey I'm sorry I'll sit down without having to actually say any words. She sat in her seat and took a few more heavy breaths. She was starting to feel normal minus that fact that her heart was still racing but Santana couldn't tell if it was from the running or from seeing Brittany.

Mr. Schue finally turned his attention away from Santana and leaned in towards Brittany.

"Are you ready now, Brittany?" Mr. Schue said.

Brittany glanced over Mr. Schue's shoulders and met eyes with Santana. Brittany looked like she was about to throw up. Santana cast her a reassuring smile. Brittany's face lit up and she looked back at Mr. Schue and nodded.

"Great!" Mr. Schue and Quinn headed back to their seats. As soon at they were settled Brittany signaled to Puck and Sam who started strumming on their guitars from their seats.

Brittany took a few deep breaths. Her knee bounced up and down on the stool to the beat of the music. Brittany had a dancer's heart and her feet were begging her to do what she did best. But she ignored them and just sang.

All these feels strange and untrue
And I won't waste a minute without you

Brittany grabbed the side of the stool with both her hands. It killed Santana to watch Brittany this way. Brittany loved to sing but she was always more confident in the way she moved. She figured that as long as she was dancing and moving then her voice wouldn't be as important.

Brittany locked eyes with Santana. Her knee stopped bounced.

Tell me that you'll open your eyes.
Tell me that you'll open your eyes.

She repeated it again and again. Santana couldn't figure out why Brittany had been so worried about her voice. It was the most perfect thing in the world.

Get up, get out, get away from these liars.

Brittany stood up from the stool and glanced at Finn who squirmed in his seat. She turned back towards Santana. Ocean blue eyes locked on wide almond eyes and Brittany stepped closer to Santana.

Cus they don't get your soul or your fire.

Brittany offered her hand out to Santana.

Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine.

Santana did as the song said.

And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time.

Brittany stood her up and lead her to the stool and Santana sat down on it. Brittany rounded Santana and sung to her with her back to the rest of glee club. She had a seductive little smirk on her face when she placed her hand on Santana's thigh. Santana's eyes fell down to her fingers as they squeezed Santana's bare skin.

Every minute from this minute now
We can do what we like anywhere

Brittany grabbed Santana's face and pulled her head up so they locked eyes again.

I want so much to open your eyes
Cus I need you to look into mine

Brittany didn't release Santana's face until the song ended. Brittany's hands reached up to wipe the tear running down her own cheek. She studied Santana for a moment. A moment was all she got because Santana locked her hands around Brittany's neck and brought her down for a kiss. She kissed her deeply like she hadn't seen her for months or even years. Santana thought for a second about all of glee club, in front of her, watching them but she didn't care.

Brittany placed her hands on Santana's hips. Mr. Schue cleared his throat.

"Um Girls." He had to clear his throat one more time before Brittany finally broke the kiss.

"Later." She whispered when Santana gave her a small pout.

Santana looked back at Mr. Schue.

"Okay, well that was great Brittany." He stood up and clapped and the rest of glee club clapped too.

Santana scanned the group. She rolled her eyes at the I-told-you-so grin that Quinn had on her face. Santana's glanced at Rachel who seemed to be nodding her approval. She met eyes with Santana and they exchanged a sort of half-smile. It said thank you and sorry without ever really having to say the words. Rachel nodded again and Santana smirked back at her.

Brittany pulled Santana back towards a set of seats and they sat the rest of the period with Santana's legs in Brittany's lap. They watched as Quinn announced her song was Christina Aguilera's Dirrty. Santana didn't have to think too hard about who suggested the song especially when Quinn send a scowl Brittany's way as the performance started.

Santana leaned forward and whispered into Brittany's ear. "I'm guessing you had something to do with this?"

Brittany shrugged. "I figured if that last song didn't win you over, convincing Quinn to do this would." She smirked.

Santana chuckled but stopped when Quinn glared at them again. As soon as Quinn looked away both of them let out muted laughs and had to cover their mouths.