I just realized that I made a mistake and that I wrote in chapter 19 about Brittany's father, though it was brief, but I had said in chapter 3 or 4 that he was dead, so please disregard that part :o Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I have been very busy. But here is chapter 21, this story is on its down swing because there really isn't much left to tell unless anyone has any ideas.

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It had been five months since Brittany and Finn had thrown the surprise party for Santana. It was the end of the summer, the twins were about to start their senior year of high school, Tony was heading to seventh grade, and Santana and Finn had been honorably discharged. They were both awarded Purple Hearts and Prisoner of War Medals. Since being discharged from the Army Finn joined the FBI, and worked in New York City in the antiterrorism unit. Santana was now working a vocal coach for the same company that Brittany worked for, she was helping broadway singers with their songs. Her flashbacks were getting less frequent and her PTSD was getting much better.

Santana and Brittany were currently sitting in front of their computer "ooooing" and "awwwing" over the newest pictures of Arabella "Bella" Chang. She was two months old and was absolutely adorable. In almost every picture she was smiling or laughing. There was one that showed Mike making some ridiculous face and Bella appeared to be in a hysterical fit of giggles.

"She is so cute, we need to see her San." Brittany said as they got to the last picture and typed a quick reply to Mike and Tina about how cute she was and how big she had gotten since the last pictures they had sent.

"Well they are going to be at Quinn's wedding aren't they?" Santana said. "And were all going to be in Lima in three days Britt." she laughed at her wife's silliness.

"But that is soooo long." she replied jokingly.

"Brittany, I think that you are the master of waiting, you waited a whole year to see me." Santana reminded her.

"I know, I was joking Santana." Brittany replied, her voice going hard and serious.

"Hey, I wasn't trying to upset you Britt, I was just saying, that if you can wait that long for me, you can wait another three days."

"I know, San, I know. And speaking of three days, we need to pick up the kids wedding clothes, I think that we should do that tonight." Brittany said brightly, changing to the subject of Quinn's upcoming nuptials.

"Ya we can go and have dinner and pick them up either before or after but Britt I need to ask you something important." Santana said, her voice still serious.

"Ask away."

"Why don't you ever want to talk about it?"

"The kids wedding clothes?"

"Britt...you know what I mean." Santana said. "We have never once sat down and had conversation about what happened to me. I have sat and talked with the kids, Finn, Rachel and everyone else but you."

"I thought that it would be to painful."

"For me or for you?"

"Both." Brittany said in a small voice. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yes. Can we talk now?" Santana asked pulling Brittany down next to her on the couch.

"Okay, ya...sure..." Brittany said, she was nervous, but she didn't know why. She had known Santana forever and had never been this nervous before having a conversation with her in her life.

"Brittany, really don't be so nervous, its just me." Santana said as if she was reading her mind.

"I know, I don't why I'm nervous."

"You are nervous because you know you are about to relive everything and it was painful. I know how everyone felt about what happened and they know how I felt, everyone but you and you are the most important one."

"Okay, what do you want to know first San?" Brittany asked her voice slightly less nervous this time.

"How did you find out? Santana asked her.

Brittany closed her eyes before answering as if she were transporting herself back to the moment when she was told that Santana was missing. "I was in Lima. It was the reunion, we were watching the Nationals video and the doorbell rang. Mr. Schue answered the door and then he came back into the room and told me and Rachel it was for us. The two guys in all white came in and told us your helicopter went down and that you were no where to be seen and they thought that you were dead." Brittany said, her eyes closed the entire time.

"Did you think that I was dead?"

"No." she said, eyes opening.

"You told the kids, your mom, and my parents. I can't imagine how hard it was for you, I am so sorry that you had to go through that."

"Santana, you should not be the one apologizing for anything, I should be the one who is apologizing for what you went through. I mean I don't even know what the hell that psycho did to you over there and you are here worrying about me." Brittany said. "What did he do to you Santana?"

"He tortured me. A lot, he cut me and burned me and did terrible things. That is where all of these scars come from." Santana said pointing to scars, some newer than others, as she spoke. "And of course he shot me as well." she said pointing to the large scar on her left shoulder.

"I thought you were dead, it had been so long since I had heard anything about you and then Mike was taken and he said that he talked to you and I started to hope again. Then he told me that they had told you he was dead and I felt so broken, for you. I couldn't even imagine how you must be feeling thinking that you had just gotten your son killed, thinking that Mike was gone. All I wanted to do was talk to you, let you know that he was okay."

"I found out, and it was you that told me."

"I'm sure it felt like what I felt when I got the call that you were okay. I think the only thing that was better than that phone call was when you called me and told me to look outside." Brittany said and Santana smiled.

"Your reaction was funnier than I had imagined, I think that you thought I wasn't real." Santana laughed.

"I didn't believe that you were really there, I thought I was imagining everything. Then when I realized that it was you I couldn't seem to make my legs work for a moment."

"I thought it was cute." Santana said kissing her forehead. The door to the house opened and the three children came into the house laughing with each other.

"How was the movie?" Brittany asked.

"It was good. What's for dinner?" Tony asked.

"Mijo, did you not just eat popcorn?" Santana laughed. He shrugged. "Well Mom and I were thinking we could go out to dinner and get your clothes for Auntie Quinn's wedding and then finishing packing so we don't have to get up even earlier tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"