CHAPTER 13
A/N: Thanks to kelenhermitha, Olivia and DarkSouls3777 for the reviews! Always so, so appreciated, thanks for taking the time! I originally planned for the pilot to air in this chapter but I have changed my mind… I keep that for the next one. This chapter will cover both of our girls POV. It starts with Brittany POV and then we get back to Santana POV mid-chapter. I hope you enjoy it!
TWO WEEKS LATER – AT HOME - BRITTANY POV
I'm watching Santana playing with her fork, she has not looked at me once during dinner and has barely touched her food. She's completely lost in her thoughts and I can tell by the look on her face that she is preoccupied.
"Are you OK, honey?" I finally dare to ask.
She remains silent, her eyes still on her plate. I know that she has not even heard my question.
"San…" I say, squeezing her hand to get her attention.
"What? I'm sorry, Britt… What did you say?" She replies.
"Where did your mind go…? Are you feeling OK?" I ask.
She sighs and says: "I… It's just that I got this phone call from Lee today… which I didn't expect and I can't stop thinking about it."
"What did he say?" I ask, curious.
"He wants to meet me next week at Paramount. He wouldn't give me more details over the phone but he did say that it's related to the feedback of the focus group…"
"The focus group?" I say, confused.
"Yeah… You know, he showed the Glee pilot to a group of people… to observe their reactions to the episode and collect their feedback."
"Oh right, I see… But why are you so worried about it? Maybe there is nothing wrong and he just wants to go through the results with you."
"I doubt it, Britt… If it was good, he wouldn't call a meeting…" She replies with a sad tone.
A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER – AT HOME – MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
I wake up because I'm suddenly cold and once I open my eyes, I understand why: Santana is no longer in bed to keep me warm. I turn to quickly glance at the alarm clock, it's 3:30 AM. I didn't hear Sofia crying tonight so I don't think that this is why she got up… I wait for quite some time - which feels like forever - but as she still doesn't come back, I finally decide to get out of bed and look for her.
I enter the living room and see Santana sitting on the couch in the dark… Her face is hidden in her hands and I hear her sobbing, making me instantly sad.
"San… ?" I ask, worried.
She turns to me and I can see tears falling down her face. She looks very distressed so I immediately rush to her side.
"What's wrong, honey…? Why are you crying?" I ask, hugging her tight.
She hugs me back but doesn't answer, she just keeps crying in my arms while I rub her back to calm her down. I pull away slightly to look into her sad eyes and wipe her tears with my fingers.
"Baby… talk to me…" I whisper, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"I… I don't know what's going on with me, Britt…" She says, between sobs. "I don't even know why I'm fucking crying! I just still can't sleep no matter what I try and… being awake at night gives me way too much time to think… All those things that make me anxious come back over and over, until it gets too much! It's a fucking torture! I had to get up because I couldn't even breathe anymore and I didn't want to wake you up… And now that I finally can breathe again, I can't stop crying!"
"San, if you feel that bad, you have to wake me up… It sounds like you had a panic attack and I'm sure that being by yourself makes it worse… Come here, baby…" I say, engulfing her in another hug.
"You have to stop worrying so much about this show, honey. It's not good for you." I add, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Just take it one step at a time. You don't even know what Lee is going to tell you so don't worry before you have to! And even if it turns out that it's not good, it's just a focus group, it doesn't mean that the real audience will react in the same way once the pilot airs." I say, trying to comfort her.
"I know…" She replies. "But I can't help it… I don't even know how to control this anxiety anymore… Quinn said the other day that it looked like I was suffering from a lack of self-confidence and I think that it's exactly that! I don't know how the fuck this happened but I constantly feel like I'm going to fail everything…"
"You might not feel confident right now but I do believe in you, Santana! You did amazing until now, there is no reason why it should be any different in the future! I know you would like to control what's going to happen but you can't, honey… You just have to wait and see… And worst case scenario - even if the show flops, you'll find another way to share the story of our Glee club, I know it!" I reply.
She has such a sad look in her eyes, I just want to keep her in my arms forever and protect her from the world.
"Come on, let's go back to bed…" I say before giving her a kiss. "Crying here alone won't help you..."
She nods and I put my arm around her shoulders as we walk back together to our bedroom. Once we're back in bed, I hold her tight. It takes forever but at some point I can tell from her breathing that she's finally asleep. It's killing me to see how overwhelmed she has been lately… But it's really getting out of hands now! I have to do something about it.
ON THE NEXT MORNING – AT HOME
I have been up for a while and just checked on Santana, she's still asleep. I'm being extra careful not to make any noise in the house. I don't want to wake her up, she needs her rest. Surprisingly, Sofia didn't cry this morning, as if our baby knew that her mama needs to take it easy… Determined to help my wife, I decide to text Quinn.
TO "QUINN": Hi Q, hope you're good! I'm really worried about San, her insomnia and anxiety are out of control. She said she has a meeting with Lee next week, do you know anything about it? Can you go with her? I need someone to look out for her when she's at Paramount, can you do that for me?
FROM "QUINN": Hi Britt, really sorry to hear that… I know about the meeting but it's a restricted one so Artie and I cannot go with her unfortunately… I will wait for her just outside Lee's office though. Don't worry, I will take good care of her at Paramount, I promise!
LATER THAT DAY – AT HOME – EVENING TIME
When I get back home, I find Santana on the couch, scribbling down on some documents. She's probably reviewing her scripts.
"Hey babe…" She says as soon as she sees me. "I got your message but I thought that you were coming back with Sofia, where is she?" She asks.
"Sofia is at her Uncle Mike's" I reply.
"Huh OK… I didn't know that this was planned, she's spending the night over there?"
"Well, it was kind of a last minute plan… and she's staying there the whole weekend actually."
"The whole weekend? Why?" She asks, surprised.
"Because this weekend is going to be all about you, honey." I say.
"What… ?" She asks, looking confused.
"San… It's time to take a moment for yourself and relax… So we're going to spend the weekend just the two of us, cut from the rest of the world. And I'm going to pamper you."
She looks at me with questioning eyes. "Huh…. Pamper me? What do you have in mind exactly?" She asks.
"You'll see…" I reply with a smile.
ON THE NEXT MORNING – AT HOME (SANTANA POV)
It's Saturday and I'm woken up by Brittany's soft lips on mine.
"Morning, pretty lady" She whispers, caressing my hair.
"Morning, honey…" I mumble with a sleepy voice.
"How did you sleep?" She asks.
"I actually slept better…" I say.
"See!" She comments with a huge smile, feeling pretty proud of herself.
"But Brittany… I didn't deserve all that… Not only we watched my favourite movies and ate my favourite take out food but… a massage and a bubble bath? You completely spoiled me!"
"I just wanted my wife to feel special." She says.
"Well I sure did feel special." I reply, giving her a kiss. "But I must say that I still don't get why you said no to sexy times last night…" I add with a pout.
"Because you needed your rest, San! But don't worry, the weekend is not over yet!" She replies with a wink. "I have lots of nice things planned!"
"What's next? Breakfast in bed?" I joke.
"Actually… yes!"
"You did not!" I say, in disbelief. But I see her grabbing the tray that she must have put on top of our dresser before waking me up.
"Britt… I don't even know what to say…" I comment as she carefully places the tray over my lap.
"No need to say anything. Just eat and enjoy…" She replies, kissing my forehead.
LATER THAT DAY – AT HOME
"Come on, San! It's a beautiful afternoon, it would be silly not to spend it by the pool... that's exactly why we have one!"
"I know but… it's just that… I'm not comfortable wearing a bikini…" I whisper, ashamed.
"But why… ?" She asks, surprised.
"Because… Britt… I'm really embarrassed by my belly since I gave birth. I don't want to expose it…"
"But honey, it's just you and me in the house. And I've seen you naked many times since you gave birth!" She says, perplexed.
"You would think that but it's not really the case… Even when we have sex, lights are turned off, Brittany… Here… it will be in full light…"
"So… ?" She asks.
"So there is nothing sexy about a post-pregnancy belly…" I say, raising my hands.
"But San, everything about you is sexy, you couldn't be anything else even if you tried! And I know you're going to say that it's cheesy but for me, any trace of your pregnancy is a reminder that you actually gave me a child! Becoming a mom was my biggest dream and… you're the one that made it happen, so I say that you should be proud to bring out the post-pregnancy belly…"
"Yeah, that's definitely cheesy, Britt!" I say with a chuckle, but somehow she still managed to make me feel a lot better about it.
"It's still true nevertheless… Now, if you're really uncomfortable wearing a bikini, you don't have to wear it, I will also accept it if you come by the pool fully naked…" She says with a big smile.
"Right, right…" I laugh. "Well played but I prefer to wear the bikini, I don't want our neighbors to spot me naked."
LATER THAT NIGHT – AT HOME
Brittany and I are making out in bed and my body is on fire right now… She is kissing me slow and deep, in such a sensual way that it drives me completely crazy! I can't even stop humming in the kiss. I'm addicted to the feeling of her tongue and the taste of her mouth, I seriously could do this forever! I keep pulling her closer to me, so close that she's now fully laying on top of me. As I run one of my hands through her blond hair, I move the other one slowly down her back before grabbing her ass. God, I want her so fucking bad… All of a sudden, she pulls away from our kiss and I find myself breathless but craving for more...
She looks at me while caressing my cheek and I'm completely mesmerized by her lusty blue eyes. She kisses the corner of my mouth before moving her lips onto my cheek and then my neck, her hand gently squeezing my boob. As she starts sucking the pulse point of my neck, her fingers move slowly down my sides, leaving a trail of fire on my skin. My heartbeat increases significantly when I feel her hand sliding between my thighs, her thumb gently grazing my clit in the process. She looks into my eyes while spreading my legs before pulling me into another heated kiss. To say that I'm turned on is the understatement of the year.
She kisses her way down my chest and stops there, to suck my nipple into her mouth. Her hand is slowly rubbing my clit at the same time and I'm panting, moaning her name. It's getting very difficult to ignore how wet I am down there. After a while, she lets go of my boob and kisses my belly. This time I don't give a fuck about the extra pregnancy weight because I desperately need to feel Brittany all over my body.
She lowers her mouth where I need it the most and locks eyes with mine. I let out a louder moan as she gently swipes her tongue through my folds. She smirks in response and teases my throbbing clit with the tip of her tongue. "God… Britt…" I whisper out of breath, caressing her head. She swirls her tongue over my clit, varying her strokes as I grab fistfuls of her hair. She starts sucking on my bundle of nerves and I feel my pulse racing even more. As she quickens her pace, I give up on any hope to keep my moaning under control. She looks into my eyes so intensely that I can't take it anymore. "Britt… I'm… so close" I say between moans. It just takes a few more flicks of her tongue to send me over the edge.
I'm still trying to catch my breath when she places soft kisses on my mouth. We are both smiling at each other like dorks.
"Do you feel more relaxed now?" She asks with a smirk.
"Oh… definitely relaxed!" I reply, laughing.
"Good…" She comments. "But we're just getting started..." She adds, trapping my lips into another loving kiss.
A FEW DAYS LATER – AT PARAMOUNT
"Thanks for driving me Britt, but you didn't have to do that…" I say as we get out of the car in the parking lot.
"But I wanted to!" She replies. "I know that you're nervous about this meeting with Lee and since I can't go in with you, I thought I could at least keep you company on the way to Paramount… Just remember, baby: one step at a time… Call me once you know more!" She adds, hugging me before getting back in the car.
I walk towards the Paramount offices, inhaling and exhaling deeply a few times on the way, to control my nerves. As I'm reaching Lee's office, I spot Quinn standing in the hall.
"Q? What are you doing here…?" I ask, surprised to see her. "I'm afraid that you can't go in, Lee said that the meeting is just between me and him…"
"I know, San… I am here for moral support. And I'll be waiting right here until your meeting is over." She says, giving me a quick hug.
I nod. "Thanks, Q…"
I exhale deeply one more time before knocking on the door.
"Come in…" I hear Lee say through the door.
LATER – AT PARAMOUNT
I have barely got out of Lee's office that Quinn jumps on me: "Well? How did it go? Can you tell me anything?"
"Actually I can tell you everything, Quinn! There was no top secret information. Lee just doesn't like to meet too many people at once, that's why he asked me to come in alone… What do you want to hear first? The good or the bad news?" I ask.
She looks at me, perplexed, before replying: "The good news."
"Well, the people from the focus group like the storyline and they find the characters interesting. Lee said that they also reacted quite well to the jokes and the musical numbers, so that's good…"
"Great! That's excellent, San!" She comments enthusiastically. "But what's the bad news then?" She asks.
"Lee asked them a few additional questions and… He asked them if they would have watched the pilot without being part of the actual focus group. Apparently they all said that a TV show about show choir would not draw their curiosity and that they would not have checked it out. So now Lee is concerned that people might not even watch the pilot at all… And that's really shitty, Quinn! I mean… If people don't even want to give it a shot, there is no way it's going to be picked up..." I say, shaking my head in defeat.
"OK… That's a serious bump in the road but we still have a few weeks to turn it around. We just need to find a way to get people interested before it airs" She says.
"That won't be easy…" I reply.
A FEW DAYS LATER– AT PARAMOUNT
Once again, Brittany has insisted to drive me to Paramount. Even though this time I'm the one who called the meeting and it's not even with Lee or any of the big network guys, I'm still nervous.
As we get out of the car, she hugs me and whispers "You'll do great, baby!" before pressing her lips on mine. I'm about to pull away from her embrace to go to my meeting but she keeps me close and kisses me deeper until I lose all senses of where we are. This kiss is so damn good, she sure knows how to make me feel better.
"Get a room!" I suddenly hear a very familiar voice say and we both break the kiss.
"Of course it could only be you!" I say, seeing Naya laughing next to us. "But well done on reusing a line from my script and even saying it in my voice."
"What can I say, when I'm at Paramount I'm in the skin of the fabulous Santana Lopez." She replies with a proud smirk.
"Okay… Somehow that sounds gross…" I comment and she laughs even more.
We chat altogether for a few minutes until Brittany says: "I'm afraid that I have to go now, I have to pick up Sofia at Mercedes'…"
She gives me a quick goodbye kiss before turning to my "twin": "Bye Naya!"
"Bye Brittany!" Naya replies as we both wave goodbye to my wife.
"Well, well… It seems that things between you and Brittany are going much better than the last time I saw you!" She says, wiggling her eyebrows.
I chuckle. "Yeah… We're good now..."
"I'm happy for you, you two make an insanely cute couple…" She says with a smile. "So… can you tell me what this mysterious meeting is about exactly? Apparently, you asked the whole cast to come in today?"
"Actually, not just the cast… The whole crew too: musicians, technicians… you name it! I'll tell you more inside, once everyone is here. Let's go!" I reply.
A/N: Thoughts, reactions, suggestions? I am bad at writing sex scenes, but somehow… I felt like it was time to write one in this story, even a quick one… In the next chapter, the pilot will air. Thanks for reading and for your reviews!
