This chapter is filled with just Brittana, I kind of want Brittany to really have a part in Santana's future career so I have a plan I want to run by you.
As a thank you for the phone, Brittany signs Santana up for a singing show.
Unbeknownst to Santana, Brittany managed to hatch a plan with her commander that she will attend to the show too with Sam and meet Santana there.
Maybe the show has a special army theme or something and well that is just part of the idea, I don't want to spoil more.
Don't forget that this is a fanfiction, so not real life. We can form this story like we want.
January 2nd
Hey Brittany,
First of all happy New Year!
I think you already noticed the difference of my letter, or well more like a package. I asked Quinn if I was allowed to send you something and well as you can see she agreed, you mentioned that your phone got damaged during a mission so yeah see this as a late Christmas gift.
I uploaded an app on the phone you can access while being offline too, I added a few music options to it mostly songs I like but if you would like more let me know. There is a possibility to add songs to the list while I am here, you just need a few minutes of internet to allow them to install.
I also added my phone number, I have no idea if you have internet or reception over there, but if you have you can also send me a text sometimes if you want to of course.
I hope you like the snacks I send you and I know we are not supposed to spoil duty dogs, but maybe Blast is allowed a snack too same goes for Sam if you want to share it.
I also send a few products I thought you could need like shower stuff, things to write and the headset is if you ever want your peace for a bit while you have a day off or something and want to shut people out for a bit.
If I crossed a line, I am sorry but I am not taking any of the things back.
Now I already thought you would look into the box before even opening this letter, so please look inside it again but instead of at the contains, open the little cut in part in the cover.
You will see a few pictures, I had to follow your advice and visit the island so I asked my friends and mami to join me.
We used that day as a celebration because Puck and Quinn got engaged the day before Christmas, or you could say on Christmas eve because it was in the middle of the night.
Puck went down on one knee at the ice rink we went to after enjoying a night out with our friends, that idiot almost made me cry because he asked for my hand before asking Q knowing he couldn't ask her parents but that I am the closest thing as family for her.
I hope you had the chance to enjoy the Holidays a bit and that you had a nice ball drop, I can't really imagine how that would go down over there but as long as you stay far away from anything exploding that is already a plus.
I am slowly getting out of things to write, but there is one more thing and I hope you won't think of me as some creepy chick but…
I managed to wait to look at the pictures you send until after I read your letter and I definitely don't regret that, Blast looks adorable and his smile is indeed goofy but I could say the same about Sam's smile.
You however…
Damn I don't even know how to say this without being creepy as fuck, but damn Brittany you are gorgeous. I have never seen anyone with your eye color before, they are so beautiful it's insane.
Okay I am done being creepy.
Please stay safe!
Santana
Santana groans softly as he phone beeps in the middle of the night and turns around to grab the device trying to turn off the annoying sound, she peaks one eye open as it doesn't stop as she tries to push the mute button and lifts it up to her face squinting against the bright light of the little screen flashing up at her.
Her eyes shoot open as she sees two messages from an unfamiliar number and groans glancing at the time. ''It's three in the fucking morning, who the hell is annoying me?'' She grumbles to herself as she unlocks her phone, she taps the small screen of the texts to open them and sits up suddenly wide awake.
From unknown number: Can I just say that you are crazy as fuck? Not creepy but hella crazy! Dammit Santana, I never expected you to send me a something let alone a new phone and everything else you send! Now I feel bad for not being able to give you something in return! * Insert pouting emoji *
From unknown number: It's Brittany by the way.
She laughs softly as she reads the first text again after saving the phone number and smiles slightly, she lays back down cuddling under her blanket and types out a reply biting back a yawn.
To Brittany: Hey Brittany, I think that is your way of saying thank you so, you're welcome?
She chuckles as she immediately reads her message and turns on her back tiredly rubbing her eyes.
From Brittany: … You are impossible, I don't know what to say Santana.
To Brittany: A thank you will be more than enough. I take it you like it?
From Brittany: Like? More like love, you shocked me Santana. I never expected you to send things, can I give you anything in return? I am sure I can find someone in New York I can send to grab something.
To Brittany: No, no I don't want anything in return, I am just happy that you have a phone again and that you won't die of boredom.
From Brittany: Well you definitely made sure of that, I am back in a hospital bed for two days but your music will make the time go by faster.
To Brittany: Again? Please tell me you didn't find a bomb again.
From Brittany: Nah don't worry, this time it was my own clumsy ass that caused a light concussion.
Santana raises her eyebrow at that and chuckles.
To Brittany: Oh? What the hell did you do?
From Brittany: Not telling you, you will laugh.
To Brittany: Well probably, but we are texting so you won't know.
She laughs as Brittany just sends a middle finger emoji and shakes her head.
To Brittany: Oh come on B, spill.
From Brittany: Alright I will tell you, but under one condition.
Santana raises an eyebrow rereading the text and bites her lip. ''What the..''
To Brittany: I am scared to ask, but what condition?
From Brittany: Well you tell me you love singing and want to make it big, you also offered to send music whenever I have a request..
''Where the hell is she going with this?'' Santana mutters to herself as she sees Brittany typing again.
From Brittany: My first music request is a song sang by you.
Santana's eyes widen the second she receives the text and quickly shakes her head. ''Nu-uh.'' She whispers to herself reading the next text she received right after.
From Brittany: Please, I am just curious to know if your voice fits your looks.
To Brittany: My looks?
From Brittany: Angelic.
She burst out laughing the second she hears that and quickly turns on her stomach to muffle her laughter with her pillow, she keeps her mouth covered placing her phone against the headboard and types out her reply.
To Brittany: Angelic? Never heard that one before.
From Brittany: Well it's true.
To Brittany: My friends call me Satan.. I would say far from true.
From Brittany: I don't know you in person.. I stand to my opinion, deal with it.
Santana chuckles at that and shakes her head.
To Brittany: Alright then I'll let you believe that for a bit, now to answer your request.. Just telling me what happened won't be enough B, what's in it for me?
From Brittany: My opinion?
To Brittany: Yea and that somehow scares me the most.
From Brittany: Alright let's make a deal, you send me a recording of you singing anything with a bit of beat and I will send you a video back of me dancing to it. Deal?
''Well that got interesting real quick.'' Santana mutters while biting her lip.
To Brittany: Alright deal, I will send you the one I have recorded on my PC tomorrow. Do you have internet over there?
From Brittany: Yeah it's kinda bad so it will take a bit to download but the hospital section has the best connection and internet on the whole camp.
To Brittany: Alright, now talking about hospital. What did you do?
From Brittany: Ugh to make a long story short, we had a day off and decided to have some fun and challenge ourselves. We meaning Sam and I, the challenge was well kinda just showing off who is the better soldier.
To Brittany: Uh-oh, I take it Sam won? * Insert smirk *
From Brittany: Fuck you kindly.
Santana muffles her laughter once again and looks at her phone laughing louder as Brittany sends another middle finger emoji.
To Brittany: Nah I rather have other girls do that.
She smirks as she receives no reply and sends another text a the smirk still playing on her lips.
To Brittany: Cat got your tongue?
From Brittany: Shut up and no I won, of course.
To Brittany: If I have to shut up, you won't have someone fun to text with B. Now that you cleared up that you won, care to spill why you are the one in the hospital bed with a concussion?
From Brittany: Well we ended the challenge with a sprint while jumping over obstacles, all went well until we neared the end of the track. Sam tried to slow me down so I called Blast totally forgetting that he was on my side of the track, so that goof not only tackled Sam down but somehow managed to trip me up with his leash causing me to fly forward head first and collide with the metal barrels we stacked up to jump over.
Santana muffles her laughter with her pillow as she just visions Brittany laying dazed in front of the barrels with Blast happily jumping on top of her asking if he did a good job and wipes away the tears of laughter gathering in the corner of her eyes as she feels her phone buzz.
From Brittany: I can just imagine you laughing your ass off.
To Brittany: I will never.
From Brittany: Right and I am the Queen of England.
To Brittany: Well damn those British people can be honored to have a Queen so damn gorgeous.
From Brittany: Talking about yourself San?
To Brittany: Nope I don't have gorgeous blue eyes someone could drown in B.
From Brittany: Nah but gorgeous brown eyes, everyone exclaims that brown eyes are because it's common but I would never be bored looking into your eyes.
Santana's jaw drops slightly as she reads the flirty text and gulps thickly feeling her stomach flutter, she slowly shakes her head as she feels her phone buzz again and reads the next text.
From Brittany: Anyways, um.. What is the time there?
Santana glances at the time and raises an eyebrow as she sees that it's five in the morning. ''Well fuck, time really flies talking to someone interesting.'' She whispers in amazement.
To Brittany: The real time, or should I make something up?
From Brittany: The real? Wait am I keeping you up?
To Brittany: Well not really.. It's five in the morning here, what is the time there?
From Brittany: 1:30 pm, eight and a half hours ahead of you kinda forgot that. Damn San, why didn't you just ignore me?
To Brittany: Because I didn't want to?
From Brittany: But I woke you up like two hours ago, well I am assuming I woke you up.. Why didn't you say something?
To Brittany: Again, because I didn't want to?
From Brittany: * Insert rolling eyes * Alright I will let you go now.
Santana frowns at that and leans up on her elbows.
To Brittany: Doctors check?
From Brittany: Nah everyone is out, will be alone for a few more hours but you have to sleep San.
To Brittany: I have to get up for class in two hours, might as well stay up now. Mind keeping me company?
From Brittany: Santana..
To Brittany: Brittany..
Santana licks her lips as Brittany doesn't reply probably thinking about it and sends her another text.
To Brittany: I don't have to work today so I can catch a bit of sleep after class, but I enjoy talking to you way too much to end our conversation now to sleep for probably an hour after rolling around in bed for an hour to try and fall asleep.
She smiles slightly as she sees her typing, hoping she managed to convince her and cuddles back into her pillow as her phone buzzes.
From Brittany: Alright, what do you want to talk about?
To Brittany: Everything, I do have a few questions but I rather want to get to know you a bit more before asking them.
From Brittany: Well ask questions and you will.
To Brittany: Like 21 questions?
From Brittany: Without the booze, but yeah like 21 questions.
To Brittany: Wait, you play 21 questions with booze? How?
From Brittany: We called it truth or drink, we would ask a question and whenever someone didn't want to answer they had to drink a shot. That game is the cause of many, many blackouts.
To Brittany: You were a wild one, weren't you?
From Brittany: Is that your first question?
To Brittany: Well it is now.
From Brittany: Well you could put it like that yes, others called it rebellion tho.
Santana raises an eyebrow at that, an other question immediately entering her mind and bites her lip slowly shakes her head.
To Brittany: I think it was just wild, alright your turn.
From Brittany: What is your relationship status?
Santana leans up in surprise the second she receives the question and smiles slightly, she types out her reply, curious to know Britt's answer and keeps gazing at her screen.
To Brittany: Single but just fled a quite controlling relationship, you?
From Brittany: I won't count your reply to a question so you still have twenty, but to still answer. Well the last time I was in New York was three and a half years ago, I don't think any girlfriend would appreciate someone who doesn't take a leave to be with her.
To Brittany: Alright next question, why was it so long ago that you took a leave?
From Brittany: It's a long story, but to cut it short. My life wasn't really easy growing up, hence people thinking I rebelled but during college I slowly started to build up my own life. Meaning I had a girlfriend and quite spontaneously decided to join the army with my best friend.
Santana bites her lip reading the text as she sees Brittany typing out another one and tilts her head. ''What made her join the army?'' She asks to herself.
From Brittany: She was quite supportive at the beginning, but that quickly turned the day boot camp ended and I called her that they are immediately sending us to help out troops. Sam and I were the best during boot camp, so the recruiter there told us that a troop urgently needed our help so we agreed not knowing that it would take almost a year.
''Oh no.'' Santana whispers softly already knowing where this is going.
From Brittany: So instead of only ten weeks apart, it turned to a year and three months or something. We had so many damn discussions every time I tried to call or text her during the mission, but made up a few days or weeks after and well I thought we made up. The day I came home, I realized that we didn't.
To Brittany: Oh no..
From Brittany: Yep caught her in bed with my sister, the day I wanted to surprise her.
Santana's eyes widen as she looks at the screen and gasps softly. ''What the fuck.'' She whispers softly.
To Brittany: You sister? * Insert shocked face * What the fuck?!
From Brittany: You have the same reaction I had, mine just included throwing all of her shit out of the apartment we shared. We lived on the third floor, so I think you can imagine how many things I broke.
To Brittany: I wouldn't have reacted differently, what a bitch and I am sorry but you can't call someone like that your sister.
From Brittany: Oh believe me she isn't, I broke all contact with her the exact same day. Sam and I decided to take on the next mission the very next day after I put my apartment up to lease and signed myself in with Sam so we still had an address in case we do decide to take a leave, but now we both don't really have a reason to be in NY so we just opt to stay here and save up our leave.
To Brittany: Understandable, alright your turn.
From Brittany: What did you mean with controlling relationship?
Santana drops her head with a sigh having expected that question and bites her lip.
To Brittany: Um well, I met my ex at Gunther's about five months ago. I just started working and one of my colleagues noticed that I was interested in her, so she took it as her job to bring us together and it succeeded.
She blows out a breath rereading the text she send while already typing out the next and gulps thickly.
To Brittany: The first month we started dating everything went just fine and she did make me happy, but when I think back now, she did try to control me and tried to forbid me to hangout with my friends or later on after I moved in with her call my mom.
From Brittany: You moved in with her?
To Brittany: I was blind.. I regret ever saying yes to her asking me to move in because that made it so much harder to get out of the relationship.
From Brittany: May I ask how you got out?
To Brittany: Oh this will make me sound like the bitch in our relationship, but I used her leaving the city for a weekend to move out with the help of my friends and mami. We had a fight before she left and I told her we are over, she ignored that telling me that we would talk after she came back and locked me into our apartment managing to break her key in the lock after locking the door to assure I couldn't leave and left.
From Brittany: Nope that doesn't make you sound like a bitch, but that makes her sound like a fucking psycho. Damn Santana.
To Brittany: She was and I am angry at myself for seeing it far too late, mi mami and friends all warned me and noticed the change quickly but I lashed out at them every time they tried to bad mouth her in the beginning.
From Brittany: That is sadly the normal reaction to being in a controlling relationship, you see it too late but the second you do, you have to fight hard to leave it completely. But she does sound dangerous, she works at Gunther you say?
To Brittany: Yeah but Gunther has us on different schedules and whenever she does work the same day, I am allowed to leave early.
From Brittany: As good as that sounds, she can still wait for you San.
To Brittany: I know and I also walk around with that thought, but my friends have my back and I know Gunther does too.
From Brittany: I hope he does, otherwise he will have a boot in his ass next time I see him.
Santana laughs softly at that, ignoring her heart fluttering at the protectiveness Brittany shows and shakes her head.
To Brittany: Careful, he might love that.
From Brittany: You are disgusting.
To Brittany: And yet you still talk to me.
From Brittany: Well yeah, you are an other kind of crazy, the kind I definitely miss over here.
To Brittany: Nicely saved B, my turn right?
From Brittany: Yeah but last question, according to the time here, you have to get ready in a bit.
Santana glances at the time her eyebrows raising in surprise as she sees that it's shortly after six and turns back to her phone.
To Brittany: Damn, yeah I do. Alright um, god so many questions to ask.
From Brittany: Ask one that fills your head the most, I told myself the same hence my first question.
''She wanted to know my relationship status so bad?'' Santana asks herself in surprise, she shakes her head ignoring her mind trying to imagine things and turns back to her phone.
To Brittany: Alright one question immediately entered my mind the second I received your letter after the bomb accident, why do you prefer me dropping your last name?
From Brittany: Okay had to expect that.. That is a long story and quite bad story San, I rather not tell that now if that's okay.
Santana frowns in concern at reading her reply and bites her lip typing out her own reply.
To Brittany: No problem B, so other question. If a genie grants you three wishes, what would they be?
From Brittany: Now that is an interesting question, have you watched Aladdin before bed?
To Brittany: Guilty, all time favorite movie.
From Brittany: I prefer the lion king, but Aladdin is amazing too. Now to answer your question.
First wish would be, probably to look into the future and see how my life in ten years would look like.
To Brittany: Maybe you will be the commander of your own troop.
From Brittany: Maybe, but I don't think I want to spend the rest of my life in the desert. It's an amazing job and I love doing it, but I think there is more to life than the daily fear of it being the last time.
Santana bites her lip reading that and gulps thickly.
To Brittany: Yeah I know how fast it can end, please be careful over there alright?
From Brittany: Shit San I didn't want to.. Fuck.
To Brittany: No, no it's okay. We all know how dangerous your job is B, just try to stay away from anything that can cause harm okay?
From Brittany: So from myself too? I am clumsy as fuck San.
To Brittany: I might have to find out Sam's last name, maybe he can wrap you up in bubble wrap our something.
From Brittany: As funny as that would look, with my luck the air in those little bubbles could cause me to choke on them.
Santana laughs softly and shakes her head.
To Brittany: Okay never mind, what are the other two wishes?
From Brittany: It's kind of difficult to answer this question, but my second would probably be. To have someone by my side, who understands me, supports me, loves me and is not a dog or Sam.
''Yep would have definitely been my wish too.'' Santana whispers to herself.
From Brittany: And the third wouldn't be a wish for me.
To Brittany: Not?
From Brittany: Nah, I hate being selfish so I would either give someone the third wish, or well currently I am rooting for you to live your dream so I could use it and help you show the world your voice even though I didn't hear it myself yet.
To Brittany: B.. You do know that it's okay to be selfish sometimes right?
From Brittany: I know, but even though I never heard you sing before, I feel like you will be the next big thing San, so why not use one wish to make sure of that?
''That woman keeps surprising me.'' Santana whispers softly, she jumps as her phone beeps in her hand telling her it's time to get ready and sighs returning back to the chat with Brittany seeing a message already waiting for her.
From Brittany: I think it's time for you to get ready San, I will move my ass out of bed too for a bit, to walk around with Blast. Have fun at class and please take a nap as soon as you come home, talk to you soon.
To Brittany: Yeah my alarm just went off, don't walk too long and take your rest B. Please stay safe.
From Brittany: I will try, I promise.
Santana sighs standing up as she sees that Brittany left the chat and walks into her bathroom groaning as soon as she sees her reflection. ''Well fuck.'' She mutters as she sees how tired she looks, she shakes her head turning on the tab and quickly washing her face to get ready for class.