The Waldorf hotel – 1 second later

Brittany wasn't able to say anything. That image had shocked her, she wasn't expecting that at all. How could Santana do something like that to her? She cursed herself for being so stupid, while she was worried about having hurt her feelings Santana was having fun with another girl!

She really thought she had changed but she was wrong, she was the same selfish girl that she had felt for.

Rationally Brittany knew that she had no rights to be mad at her because she had tried in anyways to push her away, saying that she was in love with Matt and that she was about to marry him; but on the other hand she was feeling betrayed, she wasn't expecting Santana giving up on her so easily. Deeply she knew she didn't want that to happen, and now it was too late to even start dealing with her own feelings. That was hurting as the first day without her five years ago.

"She had managed to do this to you, again." She thought.

Ana, noticing that Brittany wasn't answering, asked again.

"Brittany what are you doing here? Do you need to speak with Santana?"

Brittany, waken up by that question, didn't want to expose herself.

"No I was in neighborhoods and so I thought to step by and congratulate with her about today," she tried to lie as best as she could.

"Oh, how nice. Look Santana is in the shower right now, do you want me to tell her that you're here?" she asked.

"Oh no no! I'll tell her that tomorrow." And she was about to leave and to go to pursued her suicide plans but Ana stopped her.

"Wait wait, I was leaving too." She said walking with her towards the elevator.

The elevator ride was one of the most uncomfortable moments that Brittany had ever experienced in her own life. She was making such an effort to remain calm and not to burst into tears. She was cursing herself for her stupidity, how could she have thought that Santana was still in love with her. Clearly she had been flirting with her the past days just to have fun. Brittany was feeling very bad not only because she was feeling betrayed and desperate but also because she had started questioning her relationship with Matt because of Santana.

When the elevator doors opened Brittany run out saying. "Ok Ana, see you tomorrow"

She got out of the hotel, run around the corner. When she was finally alone and safe she took a deep breath, sat on the street and started crying.

She really needed to go away from that place.

Santana's room – two hours later

Santana switched off the tv, throwing the remote on the couch. Finally the bed time had arrived. Since the discussion with Brittany she had been desperately waiting for that moment to arrive. She was very happy and satisfied by the result of the two days of shooting but she wasn't in the right mood to really appreciate it. Mike and Gill had proposed going out for a celebrating dinner but she had declined the offer.

She was just looking forward to going under the sheets and to sleeping for the next twelve hours, she knew that the following day was free for everyone. She really would have used sometime for herself to think about what was going on in her life and which was the best way to behave with Brittany.

She really needed to take Brittany out of her mind, she thought.

She had clearly made her point that day: she was with Matt and they were about to get married and that was a good reason to stop trying to get her back. She wasn't totally sure about the fact that she wanted to be with her again, since five years had passed and Brittany was a different person. In addition to that she had changed too and she wasn't a hundred percent sure that they were still perfect for each other. On the other hand she was aware that in the previous days she had felt some emotions that she hadn't felt for a while.

Just before she could get into her bed she heard someone knocking.

"Seriously? This is a curse." She said approaching to the door.

She opened it, Brittany was standing in front of her, leaning against the door frame. As soon as she realized that Santana had opened the door she rushed into the room without saying anything.

"What the hell.." Santana thought.

"Please come in" she said with a sarcastic tone.

Brittany turned and looked at her with a cross expression.

"I quit." She said.

Santana couldn't believe those words. That was a shock for her.

"What?" she replied automatically.

"You heard what I've just said."

There was something weird about her, she was acting in a strange way.

"You can't be serious. If it is for the kiss, I already told you I'm sorry about that! It won't happen again!" she said upset and worried. The idea of loosing Brittany made her tremble, it wasn't just because of the fear of not seeing her anymore but she was also a valid member of her dance crew.

"Plus you signed a contract." She said trying to make her think about her decision.

Brittany wobbled a bit, Santana tried to get closer but Brittany rose a hand as a sign of stop.

"How could you do that to me?" she asked out of the blue.

Santana had no idea what she was talking about, Brittany got her doubtful expression and kept on explaining her point.

"You and Ana! I saw her coming out of your room this afternoon! " then she almost screamed of anger.

"Damn! I was so stupid! I was thinking that I meant something to you and then you give up at the first difficulty! "

Santana wasn't understanding what was going on but before Brittany could say anything else she moved quickly and grabbed her by her wrists. Brittany looked at her almost in tears.

"Hey hey listen to me. Nothing happened between Ana and me! She came here to tell me about her issue: her husband broke his leg and so she has to go back home for a couple of days." She screamed in order to get Brittany's attention.

"Oh." Brittany said calming herself down and blushing at the same time. "Sorry."

Santana still thought that something was wrong.

"Brittany, are you drunk?" she asked trying to decode her behavior.

Brittany looked up at her. She clearly was.

"Who?"

"You!"

"No, I'm not drunk! I've just tasted a couple of glasses of Californian wine. Very good! It tastes like kitten, you should try it" She said pretending to be sober.

"Mmm, I will for sure!"

Santana couldn't help but smile. "Were you jealous of me?"

Brittany pulled away. "Maybe" she said quietly.

"That's sweet and inconsistent since you're getting married!" She said teasing her even though she meant that sentence. She also knew that it wasn't the right time to speak about it.

Brittany didn't pay attention to that.

"Britt?"

She turned again to look at her. "Do you know that dolphins are just gay sharks?"

Santana smiled again. "Yes, you told me that,once." And then she added. "I get you a glass of water."

She went in the other room to get a glass of water with some ice, when she came back she found Brittany without her pants standing near the bed.

"What are you doing?" Santana said reproaching her even if she was enjoying that view.

"I'm tired!" she replied as nothing was happening.

Ok, she was drunk.

Santana helped her getting t into the bed and then she fixed the pillows in order to make her more comfortable. She hesitated for a second before getting in the bed with her.

She embraced Brittany who nestled into her arms. Santana couldn't stop smiling.

"Wow." Brittany whispered.

"What?"

"You smell like cherries." She said closing her eyes.

Santana made another big smile. "Thanks." She said caressing her cheek.

"Britt, you're hot."

She moaned. "Thank you, you too!"

Santana laughed. "No, I mean you're hot. It must be the alcohol."

"Yes, I feel hot." She said.

"Ok, wait."

Santana took an ice cube from the glass and passed it on her lips, then she kissed Brittany's forehead.

"Better?" she said with a sexy voice.

Brittany didn't open her eyes but Santana could notice her smiling.

It was better.

She repeated that action again.

"Gos, you make everything looks sexy." She said.

They stayed like that for some minutes until Santana realized Brittany had fallen asleep. She turned off the lights and laid her head on the pillow.

Maybe it wasn't what she had planned, but she couldn't stop smiling at the idea of waking up with Brittany.

"Good night Britt" she whispered closing her eyes.

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