Authors Notes: I do not own Glee or Superman. This is purely for fun.
The amount Superman myths will be used or followed very minimal. Birth, powers, and a few overlapping essentials will be it.
Chapter 11: Date Night
"Well, I fried up some gorditas as an appetizer." She pointed at the salsa and guacamole, "They are kind of like a tortilla but soft in the middle." She looked down at her watch. "The timer on dinner has a few minutes. What do you want to drink while the wine chills, Britt?"
About an hour later Brittany thinks her sides are going to explode from Santana's most embarrassing childhood story.
"I was covered in mud. The pig had gotten away," Santana was holding her hands up pretty far apart. "I'm not lying. The baby pig was like this big. I was too embarrassed to go back to the fall festival after that. My parents still like to tease me about it."
"I mean it shouldn't surprise me, but it's still funny that you were the head of the junior agricultural farm animals association." She took a small sip of her wine and giggled a little bit more. "You were also in charge of judging the baby pigs and cows."
"Don't forget the sheep, chickens, and sometimes llamas." She teased a little as she put her fork down. "Have you always lived in the city?"
"I am for sure a city girl by heart," Brittany bit her lip a little, obviously thinking back to her childhood. "We actually lived in Washington State from before I was born right until after my sister Bianca was born. We are about 3 years apart. Then we moved to the suburbs outside of Metropolis for a few years. My dad is a military contractor. He started doing a lot of work in the city, but he didn't want us in all the hustle and bustle for a long time." She took another small bite of her enchilada and nearly moaned. "You didn't lie when you said you could cook."
"I've cooked for you a hundred times before, Britt." She giggled a little bit. "So when did you move into the city?"
"My dad got a desk job for a private company when I was 12 or 13. He didn't have to travel as much and it meant we wouldn't move again." The blonde just smiled softly remembering her first day living in the city. "We moved into a townhouse maybe a ten minute bike ride away from the Daily Planet. I remember looking up at the big global thinking I knew where I belonged. It was my first day in the city and I knew what I wanted to do with my life."
Santana just smiled at her partner, "I had no clue what I wanted to do for a really long time. I traveled a lot before I settled down. I did a lot of studying abroad." When you could fly you pretty much could go wherever you wanted. "I was actually at Harvard for pre-law when I found my love for journalism. I transferred to Penn State and it all just kind of went from there."
"When I asked about your girlfriend in the past, you said long distance was something that got in the way," She leaned back against the chair and offered the brunette a soft smile. "Was it because you studied abroad?"
Santana sighed a little, "Not really. She ended up getting an internship in London the summer after our first year of college. She loved it so much she stayed in Europe. She's actually in Paris now." She grabbed her and Brittany's plates and cleared the table. She was only gone a few minutes when she came back out with one of her, Penn State zip-ups. "I saw you rub your arms a little while ago," She held the jacket up for Brittany and smiled at her. "I didn't see you carrying a jacket when I answered the door."
Brittany stood up and took the small jacket. "Has anyone ever you how incredibly sweet you are, Santana Lopez?" Brittany zipped up the jacket. She leaned down and kissed Santana on the cheek. "So very sweet."
"From time to time I get told that," Santana said quietly as she sat down the brownies Brittany had brought. "I wasn't sure what you were bringing, otherwise I would have went out and gotten us some ice cream."
"These are like super double mega chocolate," She giggled a little as she took a big bite of one. "No ice cream needed."
"So what about you?" Santana asked softly as she grabbed brownie off of the plate and took a small bite. "Oh my god..Brittany these are amazing."
"What about me what?" She offered a small smile along with a nod. "I told you they were really good."
"Any long lost loves for you?" Santana asked curiously. She and Brittany had been friends for over a year, there was still so much she didn't know about her past. Somethings just never came up and others were just rude to ask.
"Kind of a similar story to yours," she said in a matter of fact tone. "He and I started dating my junior year of college. We actually dated through my first year at the Planet." She nodded her head a little bit like she was counting the years. "Well, my internship at the planet the first year of my masters. He was pre-med when we met," Brittany just shrugged a little. "He was a great guy and we fit really good together. But he wanted to study in New York and I've known I've belonged in Metropolis since I was 12. I couldn't give that up."
"Well, I'm for one am glad you decided to stay in the city." Santana smirked a little bit. "I'm glad you stuck to your dream, Britt. It seems like a lot of women our age just give up and settle." Santana saw Brittany shiver a little again, "Why don't we go sit inside?" She offered Brittany her hand and pulled her up out of her seat.
As soon as she was up on her feet, she put her hand on Santana's cheek. "I'm really glad I decided to stay in the city too." She leaned down and kissed Santana on the forehead. "Let's go inside." Brittany laced her fingers together with Santana's and pulled her into the living room.
Santana sat down on the couch more or less to one side. She didn't want to pressure Brittany into close proximity unless she wanted to be close. "What is the one place would you go if you could travel anywhere in the world?"
Brittany sat down beside Santana, taking a second to think of a decent answer. "Rome, I think. It's supposed to be so romantic. Learning about the architecture, culture, and history would just be an amazing adventure."
Santana nodded with a big smile on her face, "Rome is very beautiful. Pictures don't even do it justice until you see it for yourself. It's quite amazing."
Brittany just smiled as Santana kept talking animatedly about Rome and the surrounding cities. "How many languages can you speak? I've heard you speak like five, I think."
Santana never really thought about not translating or speaking around Brittany. Especially when they were on a story, she couldn't tell her she was fluent in almost 30 languages that is humanly impossible. "Six fluently and some broken Russian. Spanish, English, Italian, Japanese, French and German are all fluent."
"Did you travel to all of those places?" Brittany sat up tucking her legs under.
"I spent almost a year in Japan. Japanese was a complete must." She thought of all the places she went. "French, Spanish and Italian are romance languages, so being bilingual so young it wasn't too much of a challenge. And German was more of just for fun. I did do a summer in Europe. I just kind of bounced around." After she learned to fly at 16 her parents could barely keep her home. Of course, she was as careful as she was now. But she wanted to know more about the world.
"We traveled a lot with my Dad's job, but all of that was within the states. I went to the Bahamas with a few friends for Spring Break one year, but never as far as you." Brittany sighed and leaned her head back. "I've been out of the country for stories, but that was all work and no play."
The conversations continued to be easy and smooth. Santana was surprised there was so much she didn't know about Brittany. She knew the everyday stuff. Favorite coffee flavor, the phases of her mood, which one of her shirts was her favorite, but learning all of this new stuff made her like Brittany even more.
"Maybe you should push Holly to let you go aboard for another story," Santana just laughed a little and took another sip of her wine. "Maybe miss your flight on the way back and stay a few days."
"This is our first date and you're already trying to get rid of me for a few days, Lopez?" The blonde journalist grinned a little, when she saw Santana start to squirm.
"No. You know I didn't mean it like that," Santana offered the blonde a small smile. "I wouldn't want you to run away before I got the chance to ask you on a second date."
Brittany's smirk faded into a soft sweet smile. "Do you think that, that's something you would want?"
Santana grabbed Brittany's hand and laced their fingers together, giving them a soft squeeze. "I think tonight has gone very well," The heroine pulled Brittany's hand to her lips and kissed the back of her hand softly. "I would love to be able to take you out this time."
"I think that sounds like a great idea, Ms. Lopez." Brittany leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
A couple hours and a few cups of coffee later, the duo realized that it was almost midnight. Brittany had moved into Santana's side leaning her head on the brunette's shoulder.
A small sigh came out of Brittany's mouth, that was followed with a yawn. "I guess it's about time that I head home."
Santana nodded a little in agreement. She didn't want the date to end, they really were having the best time. "You're not walking home alone this late, Britt. Let me walk you home and I'll grab a cab back here."
"Santana, you don't have to do that." The blonde stood up and stretched her arms over her head, "I can just take a cab to my apartment."
"Would you let me walk you home if I said it's because I'm not ready for the date to be over yet?" Santana gave put her hand on Brittany's hip and gave it a small squeeze.
The blonde couldn't help but smile, her best friend was so adorable. She hadn't felt like this in a very long time, if ever. She felt like she was sixteen all over again. "I would like that very much."
The duo walked through the city holding hands, making light hearted conversation for the ten minute walk to Brittany's apartment. Brittany shuffled through her purse and grabbed her keys just as they reached the entrance to her building.
The blonde ran her fingers lightly down had partner's arm and grabbed her hand softly, "I had a really great time, San." She leaned forward and kissed her gently on the cheek. "I'm pretty sure if you asked me out again, I would say yes." She teased a little.
"Well, how about we both agree now on a second date for the near future and see what day we have free?" Santana squeezed Brittany's hand softly.
"I think that's the best idea I've heard all day," Brittany turned her head and nodded towards her apartment. "I should probably head up."
Santana just nodded a little, giving her a soft smile. "I'll talk to you tomorrow." She let go of Brittany's hand and gave her a soft smile.
Brittany turned to unlock the door to her building. She let out a deep breath. "Text me when you get home, okay?"
"I will,"She threw her hand up to hail a cab. "Goodnight, Britt."
"San, wait a second." Brittany called out just as she saw the cab pull up. She walked back down the couple stairs of the stoop.
Santana turned around just as Brittany reached her. "Yea, Britt?"
The blonde put her hand best friend's cheek, "I have wanted to do this all night." She leaned down and kissed Santana gently on the lips. The kiss was soft and sweet. It was a perfect first kiss for them.
Santana rested her left hand on Brittany's waist, kissing her back softly. She felt Brittany start to pull back just a little. So she pulled her hand away and pulled back too. She gave Brittany a shy smile. "So, I'll talk to you tomorrow?"
"Of course." Brittany smiled and back up as Santana shut the cab door. She waved until the brunette's cab was out of sight. "I'm in so much trouble," she sighed to herself a little. She could feel the blush forming on her face.
"Mami!" Santana called softly through her parent's house. It was a little after ten in the morning on Saturday morning when she decided to go to her parents for the day. If anything came up, Holly would call her. But it was her and Brittany's weekend off.
"Mija, what are you doing here?" Maribel walked into the living room with flour covering her apron and a huge smile on her face.
"I figured I would come do the yard work for Papi," She just shrugged as she eyed her mother. "What are you getting into?"
"The fall festival is coming up, Mija!" Her mother nodded excitedly, "I'm trying out some new recipes for the pie contest!"
"I almost forgot that that was in the next couple weeks. I really would like to come," She sighed a little and followed her mother back into the kitchen. "But I can't take the days it would require me to travel off to come."
"Oh honey, we understand. Maybe the Christmas light festival you can come," She just smiled at her daughter. "Maybe bring Brittany with you." She teased a little bit.
"Well, if our second date goes will," She saw her mother smile widen at the implications of there being second date. "Then we will see about the Christmas festival."
Santana spent the better part of Saturday around the house with her parents. Helping her mom cook, fixing a few things in the barn for her dad, and helping clear the fields.
Her phone vibrated just before dinner. New Message: Brittany S. Pierce. The blonde had insisted on her full name when she put her number in Santana's phone.
Hey, San. Are you home? I was in the neighborhood. I wanted to return your jacket.
She couldn't help but smile. Seeing Brittany on her day off wasn't unusual, but after last night, she had a little more excitement buzzing in her body.
I just got out of the shower, but I can be presentable in a couple minutes. How close are you?
When she stood up and grabbed her jacket off the coat rack near her parent's front door. She waited for her phone to vibrate again.
"Mija, dinner is almost ready, where are you going?" Her father asked a little confused at her sudden movement.
"Brittany's close to the apartment. I can't tell her I'm have dinner in Smallville," She just shrugged a little.
"Oh, Brittany is coming over again tonight? You didn't say anything about that today, Santana." Her mother started to tease a little.
"Mami…" Santana warned a little. She was about to open her mouth when she felt her phone vibrate again.
About 5 minutes away. I was down at the café in the middle of our places we like.
Okay, I'll see you shortly.
"Mami, Papi, I love you. I'll talk to you later tonight," She kissed both of them before she was a flash out of the door.
Seconds, later she was home covered in water. She brushed her hair back and put it back into her. She changed into jeans and Metropolis Sharks t-shirt. Football wasn't really her thing. But, the whole fitting in thing was a must. Shark as animals were kind of cool anyway. She had swam with them before.
Just as she finished dressing and getting her glasses on she heard a knock on the door. She felt the excitement buzz through her body. She pulled the door open and offered Brittany a small smile. "Hey, Britt."
The blonde walked in, her body language was almost shy. "Hey, San. How was your day off?"
Santana moved out of the way so Brittany could walk in. "It was pretty relaxed. I talked to my parents on the phone. I went for run for a little while. I was just getting back and settling in when you texted me." She leaned up and kissed Brittany softly on the cheek. "How was your day off?"
"It was okay. I didn't do a whole lot," She shrugged a little. As soon as Santana kissed her on the cheek, she felt a huge smile cross her face. "I'm a lot better now. I wanted to bring this back." She handed Santana her Penn State hoodie.
The brunette couldn't help but smile. Brittany was always sweet, but this shy side was something Santana hadn't really expected. Even when it came to her superself Brittany had never been like she is now. "You didn't have to come all the way over here for that."
"Well, I also wanted to talk about us." Brittany called back softly over her shoulder as she made her way to Santana's living room. "I've been thinking about last night a lot today."
The heroine followed closely. Brittany's heart rate wasn't up like it was last night. So this was either good news or bad news. She sat down beside Brittany and turned towards her. "Okay…what have you been thinking? I mean, we don't have to go out again if you don't want too. I'm sorry I kissed you when…"
Santana was silenced when Brittany put her hand over her mouth and shook her head no. "Oh sweetie, that's not what I was getting at." She moved her hand and ran her thumb across her cheek gently. "I mean, I know how private you are about…well like everything at work. I know we talked a little bit about our professional relationship before we even went got to our date last night. I'm just not very good at hiding things…well I mean, feelings."
Santana couldn't help but smile at Brittany's term of endearment. She had called her that a few times over the last couple months, but today it felt a little different. "I understand. It's not like I plan on strolling up to your desk and throwing you on it them making out with you for everyone to see." She looked around the room a little nervously. "But I get what you mean."
"I just don't want you to think I'm not interested or being cold to you at work if I'm not as affectionate as I am now," She smiled broadly and ran her fingers down Santana's hand. "Especially since I had such an amazing time last night." She thought for a second choosing her words carefully. "Our friendship means so much to me. I think we just take things slow. I don't see it happening, but in case we decide dating might not be our thing. I don't want it to hurt our friendship."
"I understand all of that, Britt. I'm glad you decided to talk to me about it. I was kind of thinking about the same things." She played with Brittany's fingers a little, "I did think about our second date some today."
"Really?" Brittany asked curiously. She had a small smile on her face.
"I remember you saying a while ago how much you miss dancing," she laughed to herself a little at the memory of the conversation. "'All of my friends are old and married and don't go out anymore'". I think those were your exact words. I don't dance really well…But I do know how to Salsa." Santana smiled shyly.
"I would love to go dancing with you," She just smiled and relaxed against Santana's couch. "I'll guess I head out since, I wanted really just wanted to talk to you about that."
"You don't have to go." Santana said softly, "I mean we could order pizza and hang out unless you had other plans?"
"That actually sounds like a good way to relax. I'm surprised we didn't get called in for something. For something, we usually do." Brittany sighed a little.
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