AN: Well, FF isn't my friend today…. Seems like it isn't possible to open last chapters! That sucks. Because I feel like writing and I've got a weekend without any plans (or friends) I'll just continue
Brittany felt like she could fly or walk on water… She was currently holding Santana's hand, while looking at DVDs. After they had a long talk and ate a sandwich, she felt good about their future. Brittany was going to talk to Sam, to end their marriage. She was scared at first, thinking about the money they now owed Sam, but Santana had assured her it would work out. She had no doubt about it, whatsoever, so Brittany relaxed. After their talk, they actually managed to relax a bit and Brittany asked more about Santana's life, in the months she was away.
Santana happily chatted about the dog shelter and surprised Brittany, with her newfound love animals, especially dogs. Brittany had laughed, Santana never was a dog person, but she had a dreamy look in her eyes, when she told the Blond about the different kinds of dogs she had seen. Brittany made a mental note, to look up any shelters in the neighborhood, maybe they could adopt one. Brittany was lost in her own thoughts, fantasies about Sunday strolls on the beach, just being with her wife and a beautiful Golden Retriever. Or maybe just a sad little doggy, a dumped one from the dogpound. Brittany felt herself getting more and more excited about her little dream about the future.
"Brit?.. Briiiiittanny?.." She looked up, startled, in the eyes of an amused Santana. Brittany felt her cheeks heat up. "I.. err.. What were you saying?"
Santana laughed and stood on her tiptoes, placing a loving kiss on Brittany's cheek. They both smiled and Santana held up a couple of DVDs. "Which one do you want, honey?" Brittany looked briefly at the movies and shrugged. "I don't think I will actually watch any movie with you next to me.." She blurted.
Santana laughed again and put the DVDs back. She placed her arms around the Blonds neck and pulled her closer. "Then we will just put one of your Disney movies on." She smiled and kissed Brittany on the lips. The Blond immediately reacted and hugged the smaller girl, placing small pecks on her lips, before pulling away and grabbing her hand. "Let's go home." Santana simply nodded and moved her arm around Brittany's waist, while they walked out the store.
When they reached the car, Santana stopped to look at Brittany. "Britt.. Where are we going?"
Brittany opened her side of the car and looked up smiling, "home, off course, silly!" Her face fell when she saw doubt on Santana's face. "Baby, what is it?" She quickly made her way up to Santana, who took a step back. The action confused Brittany, why didn't she wanted to come closer? What did she do? What did she say? They're just going ho… "Oh.." She mumbled.
"Yeah.. So.. Where are we going, Britt?" Santana looked at Brittany, still biting her lip. Brittany quickly closed the distance between the two of them and brought her hand up. Her fingers trailed along Santana's lips. "Don't do that, you'll break the skin.." She muttered. Santana sighed. "Come on, Britt, home. What did you mean with that? Our house? Isn't Sam going to be there? Don't you want to talk to him, first?"
Brittany was taken aback by the stream of questions. "I.. I don't know.." She stuttered. "I haven't thought about it, I just want to be with you." She looked the Latina straight in the eyes.
Santana nodded slowly, not sure what to say. Hell, she wasn't even sure what to think about all this. She thought she felt better, being so close to her wife, but with that little sentence… "Let's go home." It made her feel uncomfortable, realizing there was someone else living in her house.
"Did.. Does.. Doyousleeptogethertoo?" She eventually blurted. There was no response. Santana feared the answer and she didn't had the guts to look up, but after what felt like hours of silence, she had to, only to see blue eyes filled with tears.
Brittany felt like she had been punched in the gut. How could Santana think that? Didn't she just explain, that is was all about the money and appearances? She took a few steps back, until her back hit the car, she slumped down, putting her head on her knees.
"No, you're still the only one I've ever slept with.." She mumbled, looking down at her Chucks. She heard Santana let out a shaky breath, which made her look up. "Relieved?" She asked, in a small voice.
Santana laughed nervously, before sitting down next to the Blond. "I'm sorry, Britt.. Yeah, I'm relieved." Brittany looked up, now mad. "What did you think I would do? Sleep with some guy just to get over you or something?"
Santana's raised an eyebrow. "No, but I also didn't expect you to get married, Brittany." The full name-use made Brittany cringe. "Well, it's not like I loved it, or anything."
"I'm not saying that! But I don't know what to make of all this, okay? I didn't expect you to be married and know it's just about money and putting on a show for his family, but come on… Is there a protocol for any of this? Is there a manual to follow? I don't know how something like that works, Britt! All I know, is that there's some guy living in my home, with my wife. For all I know, he's in my bed!"
Brittany furiously shook her head ."No, no no no no San, I swear he's living in the guestroom. Only when he's family around, we're a couple. I'm the only one who sleeps in your bed. I'm the only one who uses your bathroom, who sits at your desk, with all your fancy books… He's just.. a guest. I guess."
Santana looked up, again fighting tears. She was getting sick and tired of crying, she just wanted her life back. Brittany put her arm around Santana's shoulder, kissing her on the head. "I will talk to him, as soon as possible. Maybe.. Maybe you should go to your parents, to relax. You look tired and I don't want to stress you out even more." Santana shook her head, "I want to be with you, when you talk to Sam. We will do this together, Britt. I'm coming home with you, even if he's in the guestroom. I'm coming home with you."
Brittany nodded, she couldn't fight the huge smile and she hugged Santana closely, while placing kisses all over her face. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!" She exclaimed. Santana laughed, pressing her mouth against the Blond's lips. "As I love you." She whispered sweetly.
AN: Just a shorty, because I'm hoping by this, the last chapter I posted, will be actually online. For some reason the last posted chapters won't open… This way, the last one, isn't the last one! I'm so friggin' smart. I think I'm like a genius. (If it works. I hope it will!)