And the Brittana Saga continues, enjoy.

I woke up panting from my nightmare which was the night previous. Brittany lay beside me stroking my hair and kissing the top of my head.

"I'm here." She hushed me.

The feeling of Brittany was the thing I would have missed most. Her touch was so gentle and loving. I hated what I had put her through but today was a day for talking. We needed to straighten this shit storm out. I knew I'd be getting the royal treatment today because of what Quinn said yesterday, Woo.

"Do you want some breakfast? She asked slowly.

"Yea sure." I mumbled absently.

My emotions were still returning after what went on yesterday. I hadn't really had a chance to think about it fully and in truth I didn't want to think I just wanted to focus on Brittany. She got up and came around to my side of the bed and held out a hand. I took it and raised myself to stand in front of her. She pulled me into a comforting hug and kissed me on the cheek. She kept her grip on my hand and led me down to the kitchen. Brittany sat me down in a chair and started to work on making some food.

She stood staring at the pancake batter box for a good ten minutes. I got my feet and wrapped my arms around her waist. I grabbed the cup she had placed on the counter top.

"Flour." She followed and poured flour into the cup. I then poured that into the big bowl she had laid out.

"Egg." I ordered as I held out my hand. I cracked into the bowl and continued.

"Milk." I commanded and pointed at the cup again. I then added that and grabbed the wooden spoon.

"Stir." I instructed and she did so without hesitation.

I then heated the pan and allowed her to cook the pancakes. Surprisingly she did quite well; she didn't set the place on fire at least. She placed a plate of pancakes in front of me and handed me the maple syrup; my favourite. We ate in silence and when we were finished Brittany cleaned up at her insistence.

"So... do you wanna talk?" She said shyly as she dried her hands.

"Sure I don't mind." I said calmly.

"If you don't want to that's fine."

"Nah let's just get it over with." I got up and took her nervous hand and led her into the living room. We sat down and snuggled on the couch.

"So ask me what you want." I started off.

"Was I that bad Santana?" she said bluntly.

I turned to look at Brittany tear filled eyes. I couldn't believe she would even think that for a second. If anything I was trying to help the girl.

"Brittany... Look at me... this was in no way your fault, I love you and I always will. I just got my priorities fucked up and I'm sorry. I just... I just felt so bad for the way all those jocks made you feel. I didn't want you to feel hurt anymore; I wanted your life to be normal."

"My life would never be normal if you weren't in it."

"B I saw the look in your eye, the hurt you didn't tell me about." My eyes flickered at the memory.

"I was hurt for you Santana; I didn't want you to have to fight for everything."

"Oh... Britt I..." I trailed of and nuzzled my head into her neck.

"I'm here S, don't worry."

"Brittany... why don't you hate me by now?"

"Because I can't. I love you way too much. San just like we said when we we're younger that we'd be together forever, and I don't care what you say, we will be."

"Don't you want to be with anyone else?"

"Nope, because I have you. You're the most special girl in the world to me S."

With that tears started to roll down my cheeks. Brittany wiped them away with a comforting smile.

"How is your neck?" she inquired as she touched it.

I sprung back and stood up. I put my hands around and felt the harshly bruised skin. I thought back to the moment when I kicked the chair out from under myself that feeling was like no other; relief and complete terror at the same time. I was just hanging there waiting to die. Why did I put Brittany through this, when the hell did I become such an idiot.

"Santana I'm sorry I..."

"It's ok B I just need time."

She got up and put her hands around my waist from behind. She rested her head on the top of my back and sighed.

"I know, just tell me when you're ready."

"You'll be the first to know." I whispered my reply.

"S?"

"Uh huh?"

"Why didn't you just talk to me? Tell me what was going on."

"I didn't want to worry you; I wanted to keep everything perfect for you."

"Santana we need to be honest with each other from now on. If something's going wrong we need to talk about it." She said with composure.

Brittany had these moments of brilliance, the ones where I would just stand in awe of this girl who I have come to love. She knew exactly what made me tick, she knew how to calm me and she knew how to set me off. This was going to be a turning point on our relationship. Everything was going to better and if it wasn't we'd talk about it.

"Your right Britt, you're always right."

I turned to look and my blonde beauty and she wrapped me in a tight embrace. She rubbed small circled into my back and I could feel myself becoming more alive. Brittany was the only thing I needed in my life; everything was going to work out.

At Brittany's suggestion we laid back down on the couch together and watched most of The Lady and the Tramp before the door bell rang. Brittany got up and planted a kiss on my head as she went to answer the door. She came back with Quinn linked onto her arm. She walked slowly towards me and hugged me gently. Brittany sat down beside me once again and took my hand.

"Hows everything going S?" She said tentatively as she took a seat beside me.

"Seriously?" I asked harshly.

"I'm sorry, stupid question. Is there anything I can do?"

I shook my head as Brittany nodded hers. "You can help me grab some drinks."

Quinn nodded and the two blondes left me once again for a secret chat no doubt. This time I left them to it, I wasn't bothered to listen to them both fret anymore. I relaxed back onto the couch with my eyes closed and Brittany came back in still deep in conversation with Quinn.

"I'll help you B, don't worry. It's all about how you stand and your tone of voice I'll teach you some other time." Quinn said knowingly.

"Ok, thanks Q, you've been really helpful." I could hear the grin etched across her face.

I opened my eyes sleepily and looked to Brittany.

"Looks like we've got a tired little ducky on our hands Q."

To this I simply scowled and turned myself to face the back of the couch. Eventually I got up later that evening to have dinner with Quinn and Brittany. Quinn cooked some amazing pasta and she stayed over that night. We all decided to sleep in the living room and Brittany and I took the couch and Quinn took the other loveseat. I curled up into my incredible girlfriend and remembered one of the few quotes I had ever bothered to know.

'We can't all do great things for this world but we can do small things with great love.'

And that is what I was going to do for Brittany.

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