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"Alright folks let's put our hands together for Rachel Berry!" The DJ announces to the crowd and most people clap. But Santana rolls her eyes while Brittany forces her body to turn around so that she at least watches Rachel sing.

Santana leans against the wall that Brittany and she had been standing by and reaches her hand around her friend's waist. She covertly locks her thumb into the belt loop in the jeans letting her fingers lazily graze over the exposed skin above her jeans. Brittany instinctively moves back leaning a little into Santana but keeps her focus on Rachel and clapping for her. The brunette rests her cheek against Brittany's bare shoulder and when she's certain no one is paying attention to them she turns to kiss the soft skin quickly. The touch creates goose bumps down the blonde's arm and she turns her head to grin at Santana who smiles back.

On the other side of the room Quinn and Kurt are strategically placed out of Santana's direct view and they are watching closely. Every now and again glancing at one another as if making sure they are seeing the same thing.

Brittany stops clapping and reaches her hand down to where Santana's is playing with the skin under her shirt grabbing it and giving it a light squeeze. The brunette leans up slightly bringing her lips very close to Brittany's ear, whispering something to her. Whatever it is that she says makes the blonde smile shyly and turn a shade of pink.

The blonde slowly turns around so that she is practically pressed up against Santana. She brings her hand up to the brunette's neck to pull her closer tilting her head. Her head at the last minute goes further to the left and now she's whispering something into Santana's ear. The Latina's eyes go wide and she does her best from letting her mouth hand open. Britt pulls away just as slowly as she had leaned in and begins to strut away from her friend, letting her hand graze over her until she's too far away that their hands slip out from its soft grasp. For a few seconds Santana watches her walk away, and then she looks around before she pushes herself from the wall and follows Brittany.

"That was Rachel Berry everyone!" People clap and Rachel bows before quickly heading over to Kurt and Quinn who are in deep conversation. On her journey to the table she glances over to the wall noticing its missing the Cheerio's that have been occupying it the whole night.

"Where'd they go?" She asks taking a seat across from them.

"They just walked that way." Quinn tells her nodding in the direction the girls had exited.

"If I was to guess judging by posture and body language, they are definitely sucking face somewhere." Kurt offers his take on where they went.

"Seriously, they were like all over each other, with their eyes." Quinn adds crossing her arms.

"That's good right?" Rachel asks slightly confused, because isn't this what the whole plan was.

"Good for Santana and Brittany's bodies, yes, but did you see…" Quinn begins but Kurt finishes her sentence.

"The way Santana was a little worried about her surroundings? Yes." Kurt says pointing around to emphasize the place filled with people.

"Exactly, when she hooks up with guys she makes sure she is seen." Quinn explains.

"Gross." Rachel and Kurt say in unison.

Santana walks through the doors which takes her outside and she finds Brittany standing there waiting for her. They smile at one another and the blonde grabs her friend's hand leading her away from the entrance. They aren't walking long at all before Brittany finally stops and raises her hands flashing her signature 'surprise' smile.

"Tada!" She shouts and Santana giggles at her.

"Awe B, you're so cute." The brunette tells her eyeing the bench before them, and grabs Brittany's hand again.

"I saw it when we pulled in to the parking lot." Brittany admits and follows Santana to the bench and both girls take a seat.

They had this thing where they would spend hours on a bench located somewhere random. Usually it was to be alone because they could be close and cuddly and not worry about anything. Sometimes they would sit there to talk to strangers and sometimes Brittany would make Santana make up stories. Whatever the reason, it was mostly to be with one another. Santana didn't mind star gazing really, it was kind of entertaining to watch Brittany point out and name the constellations wrong. But once in a while she would put up a fight to which Brittany would always promise a sexual favor in return is she cooperated. After a few times of this Santana really liked star gazing, but she would still be fussy just to hear Brittany tell her the dirty things she planned on doing to her. Most of the time the blonde could be kind of dumb and naive, but she knew Santana's game, she just played along with her because at the end of the day, it was always them.

"Ugh, I really hope they aren't having sex in the van." Quinn scrunches her nose as her words come out.

"If they even made it that far." Kurt says. "I feel like I need a cold shower and all we saw was them look at each other."

"Sanny, tell me a story." Brittany pleads laying her head on her friends shoulder.

"About what?"

"Hmm, bunnies." She says and Santana chuckles before giving in.

"I'd actually prefer not to sit here and mull over the sexual activities of those two thank you." Rachel interrupts and her eyes fall on a figure over Quinn's shoulder. "Hey Mr. Schu."

"Hey guys, we're going to head back now, our flight is kind of early, and if some of you don't get enough sleep your kind of, well, mean." He explains, even though he's not referring to them, they know who he is talking about and they nod. "So start heading out to the van." He tells them, his perfect grin still in place as he turns to find the others.

"Oh boy." Kurt sighs in alarm.

"I really hope they aren't having sex in the van." Quinn repeats herself from before and the other two nod in agreement.

"Did they live happily ever after?" Brittany asks in a soothing voice.

"Of course B." Santana tells her and kisses the top of her blonde head.

"San?"

"Yeah?"

There's silence for a few moments before Brittany continues. She is unconsciously pulling at the fraying strands of her friends jeans.

"I really liked this week too, being with you." She lifts her head to see what facial expression Santana has on. To her relief her friend has opted for the warm and caring smile. "It was nice being an 'us'." She pauses again wanting to speak, but her mouth refuses to move.

"What's wrong Britt?"

"I don't want this week to end." She admits and small tears begin forming in her eyes. "I don't want to go back home, I want this week to last forever. Because when we get home you're only going to look at me like this when we're alone even though Quinn says you look at me like that all the time, but I don't catch you doing it and then at parties you're going to touch Mike Chang's abs." She blurts out trying her best to keep control of her emotions. Santana takes in everything Brittany was saying and felt really bad that she was this worked up over something, but once she heard Quinn's name her demeanor changed.

"What did Quinn say to you?" The brunette asks and Brittany looks up from her rant and realizes she's done it again, said something she wasn't supposed to.

"Nothing." It sounds more like a question coming out of her mouth. Santana gives her a face that asks again what about Quinn but Brittany shakes her head. "Stop it San, it's not about anyone else, this is about me, you and us. I don't want you to hook up with other people when we get home." Brittany finally takes a stand and firmly crosses her arms. Santana goes to speak but nothing comes out she looks over at her friend and then back at her hands.

"I don't want you to hook up with anyone else either." Her voice is soft and low and if it weren't just the two of them outside Brittany would have most definitely needed for her to say it again. Santana looks over to her from her hands and she gives her a small smile.