Chapter 25

Santana POV

"Roger Dodger let's kick it!"

And off we went. I really hope Britt stays asleep for this. It should be a really nice trip, a great time for us to figure out our shit. I see so much love in her eyes, but there is a hint of doubt. I don't know what she doubts. I smack my head to try to remember but it is futile. I remember jack shit. I remember high school fine, me the closeted lesbian with the reputation of me sleeping around. I actually didn't though, only with 2 guys, but hey if you wanna be on top, you gotta make shit up. Because let's face it, half the people are already liars, and you just played a part.

I sleep for a bit, but then I wake up and join Puck in the cockpit. As soon as I sit down and see his shit eating grin, I know I'm going to come out of this situation 2 ways, bad or worse.

"So lezpez, why are you doing this for Britt? Where'd your balls go sonny boy?" He says with that fucking smile. See I was right. When you start out a conversation like this it' gonna go poorly.

"I did it because I wanted to. Unlike you, I know how to treat a lady right after I fuck up, not just take her to Denny's" Oh yeah, Quinn told Britt who told me last night. Puck went out got super wasted, and went to a strip club. He called Quinn drunk, asking for dollar bills to throw at the strippers. She went in there and dragged him out by his balls. Legit. By his balls. It's on YouTube too. Best. Video. Ever.

But somehow the next day Quinn forgave Puck, because he bought her breakfast. She wanted it at some all you can eat bacon place that was expensive. And he took her to Denny's. That kid must be hung because shit like this doesn't happen in real life.

"But Quinn loves bacon" he mumbles

"Puckerman. You know what you did. You're lucky Quinn forgave you, and god knows how she forgave you over Denny's. Have you been to Denny's? Oh right, you have. That's where you took your girlfriend as an apology. By the way, how's the no sex thing going with you two? OR will you take her to Denny's again?"

If you haven't already guessed, in high school my date took me to denny's and it was hell. Like seriously, I get all dressed up, and he buys me denny's.

Fuck that Puck, learn how to treat a lady.

"Whatever. We'll be landing soon. Is the carpet mucher still asleep"

I clench my jaw "Puckerman. If you weren't flying us to our romantic destination I would tear you a new one. In fact when we land I will. No te atrevas a llamar a mi novia una alfombra muncher assfuck! Voy a matar a usted y su familia. Yo soy de Lima Heights adyacentes! Su culo es mío!" I don't even realize I was yelling, or that I was speaking in Spanish when I feel a hand grab my shoulder.

"San.." I hear a soft sleepy whisper. Shit she wasn't supposed to wake up. Fucking puckerman.

"San." She says clearer "Fuck dammit why are we on an airplane?"

"Suprise?" I say worried. I can't read her. I don't know if she's pissed or not. "Babe?"

I get a pout and then she attacks my lips

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because, it's a surprise"

"Tell me." She pouts. Must. Resist. Brain. Not. Functioning.

"Hey ladies, now that you have woken up, we are beginning our descent to San Francisco"

"California?" Brittany asks

"Just for a bit, it's a layover for someplace even awesomer"

"San, you didn't have to do this all for me."

"I wanted to" I say simply. "You're perfect, you deserve it."

Brittany POV

She called me perfect. And we are going to San Fran. I love her.

She called me perfect though. If only she knew. I hurt her just as bad. I push away the guilt and just go with the flow.

"Hey Britt?" She asks after we land

"Yeah?"

"We have a day here actually, what do you want to do? She asks me

I've always wanted to go to San Francisco, but I have no idea what to see besides the golden gate bridge. "I have no idea. The golden gate bridge is all I really know. Sorry I'm stupid."

Her eyes harden "Brittany" She says sternly "Don't ever call yourself stupid. You're a genius." She softens "Now I went to San Francisco in high school with my parents a couple times, and I went with Kurt a few times for pride. I know it seems like a long trip but it was worth it. And it felt nice to embrace my inner lesbian somewhere where I didn't have to worry. Now, I have some ideas. We can go to fisherman's wharf and shop, eat see the sea lions. We can go to Chinatown and get the best Chinese food ever. We can go to downtown and shop or anything you want

I think for a minute "Can we do all three?" I ask quietly. I really want to explore this place. I have dreamed about it for so long, living in Chicago was awesome. But I always dreamed of the west coast. And being a bicorn, pride always seemed so awesome. She smiles "Sure babe" she responds. I love her. But she doesn't know. What if she finds out and goes back to Stephanie… the voice in my head questions

Santana won't she loves me. Now shut up voice inside my head.

The next day is hectic. We stay in this fabulous 5star hotel, I ask how she is paying for all of this, her parents are giving her time off. She needs it, and they gave her their credit card and told her to treat you. And she told me she plans on it.

"Brittany?" She questions

"Yeah?"

"You spaced out for a second, I was worried what were you thinking about?"

"Earlier."

"You still having doubts?" She looks pained

"No, the whole rest of your life. Are you sure?" I ask and my voice cracks. She runs over and grabs my hand. I hang my head in shame for the tears welling up in my eyes.

"Baby. I love you." She says and kisses my knuckles "I won't leave you. Now lets go have some fun okay?"

"Yeah. I just love you and I worry. I'm sorry." I look down. She gently pulls my head up and kisses me slowly and softly like I'm a baby bird. I love her. Did you just compare her to a bird. Well she'd be like a swan or an eagle. Gah mind shut the fuck up Jesus Christ I yell in my head.

We get out of the hotel and she whisks me away. Our hotel is close to the wharf so that's where we go first. I see her smirk up ahead. All I see is a bush, and I skip ahead. Kind of weird that a bush is there but whatever. Suddenly it jumps out at me. It's a dude. I'm not scared or flinch. I've seen my friend Darren jump off a cliff and then someone push me over the same cliff and I landed in a pool full of jello. And when I got up a man in a mask picked me up and threw a shovel, green paint and forks at me. So a man in a bush didn't scare me.

"Blah!" he screams. I'm still unfazed. It is just a dude with sticks taped to himself. He starts to follow and pester me, when all I hear is a smack.

"Stay away from my girl" I hear Santana say. I turn around and see her holding the bushman in a chokehold.

"OK OK. Let me go!" He yells

She drops him and walks to me.

"I love you," I whisper and we continue.

She takes me to this pier and to this restaurant with the best mac n cheese and chicken. I love it. Then we went and saw the sea lions. I see a lot of couples like us, and I love it. The sea lions are adorable. I ask Santana if I can have one, but she buys me a stuffed animal. I like that better after I remember how bad they smell. I mean I understand, but they smell like a rotting pussy, well fish, but a rotting pussy smells like a sea lion.

Anyway we see that and then Santana and I go to the Ghirardelli chocolate factory, get the best sundae and then take the trolley around. I then decide to go downtown. I saw the golden gate bridge from the restaurant earlier so I don't need to go on the four hour tour, since we only have a day. The mall is like every other mall, except it has 5 stories and a plethora of stores. I love San Francisco for being so open. I don't get any looks. I never cared, but living in a small, close minded town left a lot of judgment. Love is love. No matter who it was with.

Santana convinces me to get this dress, because we go out to dinner in Chinatown. Best Chinese food I have ever had. And the lady whispsered something intosan's ear and she blushed. I tried to ask herwhat she said, but she just nodded and walked away.

"I'm not telling you" She said when I look at her

"Please San?" I pout. She can't resist it but somehow today she can. I must be losing my powers I think to myself gotta work on that pout. She used to be putty in my hands. NO you don't want that no ah stop-

"Britt?" Her voice interrupts my conflicting thoughts "Ready to go? I have one last thing before we go to back to the hotel." I'm really tired but I nod in agreement.

"Okay, you'll love it now let me slip this on." She says pulling out that fucking blindfold.

"No." I say flat out "I'm not wearing that, the last time I did that I got flown to New York, and then to San Francisco, no sweetie I want to see what's going on."

"Fine" She shrugs her shoulders, grabs my coat and then we are off. After an uneventful car ride, the car stops.

"Please Brittany, I want this to be a suprise, please can I put this on you. I promise less than 5 minutes, I promise no funny business." She says nervously.

"Fine."

"Thanks babe, I love you. You won't regret this."

She puts the blindfold on and takes me out of the car.

She leads me to an entrance and opens a door. I can tell the door is clicking and she scoops me up and carries me bridal style. I don't know how long she carries me, until suddenly I'm placed down onto a plastic lawn chair, and my blindfold is removed.

"San.." this is beautiful. I say breathlessly.

It really is she took me to the top of the Planetarium. Well really it's the natural history/science academy thing, but the planetarium has always been a dream of mine. I love space, the more space there is the more I can dance. I wish I could dance on the moon.

"How did you do this?" I ask her, as she sits down on the other plastic chair.

"Well I talked to Holly, she said you loved the planetarium when you were a kid. And you wanted to be the first astrodancer on the moon. My cheeks flush with embarrassment. Dear god why did Holly tell her that. Wait—Holly?

"Wait Holly who?" I ask

"Holly Holiday. She's my therapist. I told you that."

"No, you told me her name was holly. Shit I can't believe I didn't connect the dots. That's my—"

"Godmother I know. She told me that. And I called her up asking about what you love because I fucked up big time. This isn't a way to buy you out, this is to show you that I love you. You're amazing Brittany." She says and leans in for a kiss. I capture my lips in hers and we share a sweet kiss. I pull away to look at the stars

"Hey san?" I ask

"Yeah, babe?"

"How'd you get us to the top of the building here?"

"The Sage-Lopez wing is being built. My parents donated a lot of money here, because they support LGBT couples and are family friendly."

"Well I love it. Thanks" We just sit and stare at the stars for an hour at least. For such a bug city there is virtually no smog. Santana tells me it's because San Francisco is eco-friendly. They don't even use plastic bags because it hurts the wildlife. They protect parks and it is just awesome. Another reason why I love San Francisco, they care about the planet. I yawn. Santana notices

"Come on Britt, let's go back to the hotel. I have a surprise for tomorrow."

I follow her, and when we arrive at the hotel I promptly fall asleep in our room.

Santana POV

Brittany is asleep. She looks so cute. I can't believe I tuckered her out when she is an endless ball of energy. But today was exhausting. Before I go to bed I call Heather to solidify our plans.

"Are we ready for tomorrow?"

"Yeah, Naya and I will meet you at the airport and Tyler will take you to the where you need to go."

"Thanks HeMo. Tell wifey I say hello, and this day was great. Thanks for sorting us out with all these travel plans." I try to conceal a yawn but she hears it

"Go to bed Santana. I'll see you in the morning. Love ya cousin" She says and hangs up.

I go back to our bed and lay down next to Brittany. As soon as I lay down she cuddles into me, and we both fall asleep.

A/NI'm back! That's a good thing! But shit has been going down lately. I hope to update soon. I love San Francisco. It's like my top 3 favorite places to visit. And I hate denny's because of this awful experience so if you love Denny's sorry... but i bash Denny's a lot if you can't tell. Oh and google translate helped me with spanish. So any mistakes are my fault for not copying google correctly or some shit I don't know. Any mistakes I'm sorry for. But read on pioneers. Thanks for reading and hope you liked it.