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Chapter 9: Almost

It had taken a week to find a working battery for the jeep. While Puck and Finn were out on the road for the last few days searching for extra car parts the girls stayed at the farm. Quinn spent her time in the barn with Rachel looking over the maps and planning out new roots to their destination. Santana tried to help out with the planning until Miss Frodo got in the way rambling about God knows what every time Santana tried to voice her opinion. Seriously that girl could talk on forever if you let her. With her patients slowly wearing thin Santana gave up trying to help Quinn and spent the week with Brittany instead.

The two girls hung out around the farm looking around the place for nothing in particular. Brittany had found a old metal superman lunch box in the very back shelves of the cellar. Santana thought it was just a piece of junk until Brittany managed to open the rust thing. Inside they found a few old family pictures, a wooden top, a pack of cards and some other little nicknacks. Brittany picked up the pack of cards and asked if Santana wanted to play a few games. They spent the rest of that day playing Go fish and Crazy eights since Brittany didn't know any other games. Santana had tried to teach the girl how to play Poker but that didn't work out to well. Some how they ended up playing Blackjack. Don't ask how. Santana didn't really understand it either.

Other then that they just goofed around until today. It was late afternoon and Puck and Finn were fixing up the jeep in the garage. The group would be back on the road in the next day or so.

"Hey there Noah." Santana greeted the boy as she plopped herself on one of the rolled up hay stacks.

Puck look over his shoulder and muttered out a 'Hi' before returning his attention to the jeeps engine. The two of them havent spoken much since their fight at the old house almost 2 weeks ago. Puck would occasionally try to get a rise out of the girl but other then that the two friends steered clear of each other. In all honesty this bothered Santana. After being stuck with the big lug for so long it didn't feel right not talking to him.

"Mind giving us a few minutes Frankenstein?" Santana asked the other boy who was helping out Puck. Other then the nick name she threw into the request there where no signs of intimidation or anger that the tanned girl usually had in her voice.

The taller boy looked at her and then Puck quickly before giving a slight nod and taking his leave.

"What do you want Santana?" Puck asked, his back still turned to the girl. She rarely called him by his first name.

"I miss talking to you." She admitted. "And… I wanted to say sorry for snapping at you like that…"

Puck let out a heavy sigh and turn around to face his friend, leaning back on the jeeps dumper, arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Its fine Santana. I was out of line too. I'm sorry for bringing your mom into it."

Santana let out a small smile feeling the sincerity in his words. She could tell he had thought about that fight as much as she had.

"Good to see Care bear is still around."

"Always babe." He smiled back.

They stat in silence for a while listening to the chatter of the other members of the group behind them letting out a chuckle here and there whenever Rachel started one of her little rants.

"So what have you been up to the last week?" Puck asked casually grabbing a few tools from his truck.

"Not much really. I tried to help out Quinn with the root planning but that didn't go over well thanks to a certain someone." Santana explained. "So I just spent the last few days with Brittany."

Of course she did. Puck thought to himself rolling his eyes.

"What?"

"Oh nothing nothing." The mohawked boy smirked getting back to work. "It's just that you've been getting awfully cozy with the new blondie."

"Pfft noo…" Santana tried to defend herself but judging from the look her friend was giving her she'd done an awfully bad job at it. So she tried something else. "Well you've been giving Quinn that puppy dog stare for a while. Something going on there?"

Pucks face drained to white.

Gotcha.

"I….Umm.." Puck stumbled over his words. Recollecting himself he faced Santana with his signature smirk. "Well you seemed to have quite the hots from her too you know."

Santana's jaw dropping a little. He was not playing fare. Was she that obvious? Well she did make a lot of passes at Quinn, mostly in a joking fashion. Santana guessed it was only a matter of time before someone noticed and of course it was Puck of all people.

The mohawked boy laughed at the brunettes facial expressions.

"It's cool Lopez. Your little secrets safe with me."

"Oh thanks. That makes me feel a lot better." Santana rolled her eye's. Getting off the hay stack she'd been sitting on the tanned girl walked over to where Puck was working.

"No seriously. I figured it out you where into the gals way before the whole breakout/darkseeker thing." Puck elaborated. " I mean you were never into me and im like the hottest stud out there. Who could possibly resist the Puckasaur?"

"Eww. God Puck. Keep that thing in your pants." Santana muttered shielding her eyes from Pucks hip thrust.

"See… total lesbo. And I'm proud to say I'm your lesbro." He winked at her.

"Wow that's just great news." Santana said sarcastically flailing her arms above her head.

Even though Santana wasn't taking this conversation 100% seriously she was glad that her and Puck were back on good terms and that her little secret was in somewhat good hands. The boy knew her better then anyone alive right now. So it didn't bother her that he had figured it out. It was a bit of a relief actually.

"I've always got your back Lopez."

"And I've always got yours."

With that Santana said good bye to Puck and headed up to the roof of the barn to start her night watch shift. She had discovered a ladder on the side of the barn on the second day at the farm. It was covered in vines and a bit rusty but it was stable enough to climbed. Since the barns roof was flat it made a perfect look out station.

Reaching the top of the barn she noticed someone sitting on the far edge. Santana took a few steps forward and sat next to them.

"I thought you were sleeping."

"Couldn't." Brittany said in a low voice. "So I came up here. It's nice."

"Yeah it is."

The moon was half full and most of the stars were out. A couple of clouds were floating around the sky. Santana turned her head so that she could she Brittany clearly. The tall blonde had an unreadable expression on her face.

"What are you think about?" Santana asked curiously.

Brittany smiled. "How much you remind me of my old cat Lord Tubbington. I think you guys would have been good friends if things weren't the way they are now."

The brunettes eye brows shot up. Brittany had made references to her cat before but she had never compared the tanned girl to him. Last time she checked she wasn't a fat mini mammoth.

The blonde turned around to face Santana and giggled at her facial expression.

"He use to do that a lot too and he had the worst temper, just like you. My dad stepped on his tall once by accident and Lord T nearly mauled his whole foot off. Ever since then my dad threatened to kick him out saying that my little guy was giving him death stares."

Santana opened her mouth to protest but closed it immediately. The girl did have a point there. She was awfully vicious at times but only when she had to be or if she was annoyed with someone.

"But he was really nice too. Lord T always like to cuddle and keep me company when I was watching a movie or going my homework."

Brittany remained quiet for sometime before speaking again.

"I wish things could go back to the way they were."

"Same here Britt… but sometimes things change without warning. All our lives were flipped upside down in a matter of days. It sucks balls. Things use to be so simple before." Santana explained playing all of her old childhood memories in her mind. "Some good came out of all of this though."

Brittany looked at her puzzled.

"I got to meet you… and Quinn, Finn. Damn even fricken Rachel."

Brittany contemplated this point for a while looking back at the night sky.

"That's true. I'm happy that I met you." The blonde said with a soft smile.

Santana smiled back and turned to look at the sky too. Her life was shit right now but having her friends around made surviving in this fucked up world a little easier. There was still a little hope. Just enough to get her through each day.

Brittany scooter closer to Santana and placed her head on the smaller girls shoulder. Santana sighed in contempt and rested her head on the blondes.

"If you're tired you should go inside. It's kinda chilly up here." The tanned girl suggested absentmindedly tailing her fingers down the cracks of the wooden shingles on the roof. Brittany's check felt cold against her shoulder.

"Nah I'm fine up here. I'll go down when your shift's over."

Santana shrugged her response and didn't argue with the other girl. She was enjoying the company. Night watch alone was boring as hell. At least tonight she had someone to talk too.

The two girls spent the night talking about random things. Santana learned a few new things about the blonde. She loved to dance. Brittany had told Santana her dream was to have gone to Juilliard in NY. She would have liked to become a world famous dancer traveling from country to country meeting new people and performing in the largest theatres. After the fame passed she wanted to settle down and open up a dance school in L.A. Brittany loved kids and found that the occupation would suit her well. Santana sat there for the most part and listened. Something she usually didn't have much patience for but it was Brittany. Everything about the girl interested Santana.

When the blonde finished talking she asked the other girl what her dreams were before the breakout. Santana pondered for a while. She hadn't really thought about that in a while. Her main focus know was to stay alive.

"I really don't know." She said honesty.

"Aww come on there has to be something. It can be the most ridiculous dream in the world like being the fist person to create a four storey tower of chewed gum."

"Well I definitely know it wasn't that." The tanned girl chuckled. "Hmm.. Well my dad had always wanted me to become a Doctor of some sort, like he was, but I've never been into that kinda stuff. I'd have to say I would have liked to become a singer. I used to use my laundry basket as a mini stage and pretended that I was singing to a stadium full of people when I was younger. My mom though it was the cutest thing ever. She had like a bazillion pictures of it."

"You talk about your mom a lot." Brittany noted.

"I loved her more then anything." Santana said sadly.

Brittany noticed the smaller girls change of demeanour. Her eye's were distant, looking up at the starts in hopes to find something there, her lips pulled in a small frown. The blonde hadn't seen this side of the other girl before. Santana always seemed so sure of herself and grounded but the girl she was looking at now was the complete opposite of that. Brittany took Santana's right hand in her left and squeezed it slightly.

"Im sure she's looking down at you now San" the taller girl whispered. "and I definitely know she's missing you as much as you miss her. You'll see her again someday. That I know for sure."

Santana's heart tugged at Brittany's words.

Why the fuck do you keep on saying shit like that?

The brunette felt her eye's slowly fill with tears. So much for not letting anyone in. Brittany took her right hand and placed on Santana's left cheek, gently turning the other girls head towards her. When the shorter girls gaze finally met hers Brittany's eye's searched Santana's. Santana knew the other girl could see everything. All the pain and hurt that she tried to hide for the last 3 years. She bit at her lip nervously when Brittany's brows scrunched in concentration, like she was debating on what to do next.

The blonde was unsure about what she was about to do but it seemed like a good idea. It was worth a shot. Brittany's eye's darted quickly from Santana's lips to her eye's before she slowly started to lean in.

"Hey Santana!" A loud voice called out causing both of the girls on the roof to jump away from each other. "Your shift has been over for the last 32 minutes and 48 seconds! Unless you plan on staying up there all night, which I would not understand why, I suggest you come down!"

Berry.

Santana looked over at Brittany who was clutching her shirt in a death grip and breathing heavily, clearly not expecting the sudden interruption. Letting out a groan Santana slowly got up from the edge of the barn and climbed down the ladder Brittany right behind her.

"Didn't you hear me calling you half an hour ago? What the hell were you two doing up there?" Rachel rambled on without taking a breath frantically waving her flashlight between the two girls. "Wait…why is your faces red?"

Mother fucking fuck.

"None of your business Dwarf." Santana deflected the question. "What the hell was that earlier? You scared the living shit out of us. We could have fallen off the damn roof thanks to you!"

"The hells going on out here?" Pucks head appeared from the side of the barn.

"Santana here-" Rachel was cut off by the tanned girls hand.

"Don't you even start! I swear if you don't get the hell out of my face I'm gonna endz you." Santana spat at the shorter girl.

Before Rachel said anything else she might regret Brittany gabbed the shorter brunettes arm and dragged her to the barns entrance.

Puck approached the irritated Latina a lantern in hand.

"Umm everything ok here Lopez?" he asked cautiously hoping she wouldn't flip out on him.

"Fucking perfect Puckerman." Santana cursed her face still slightly red.

"Are you blushing?"

"N-No." The short girl stuttered out. "Must be the lantern's light or something."

"Riight." Puck grinned knowingly. "Did something happen up there?"

Santana gave her friend the best death stare she could muster. That was a good enough yes for the mohawked boy.

"Aww… did she kiss you?" teased Puck making kissing noises at his friend, slowly walking backwards towards the barns entrance.

"Don't push me Puck! And nothing happen up there."

"Whatever you saaay Lopez." he sing songed. "But im onto you."

If he wasn't 10 metres away from her and running into the safety of the barn Santana would have strangled the boy on the spot, no mercy. With her thoughts traveling a thousand miles a second and her stomach doing endless summer salts, Santana started walking toward the barns entrance. She wasn't going to get much sleep tonight. Certainly not after all of that.

So fucking close.

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