Hi guys, sorry this chapter is rather short, but its pretty late over here

LITTLE GIRL

"Pssst... Santana..Psst..." Brittany whispers.

It's dark in the room , a bit of moonlight shining in trough the windows, making strange shadow figures on the wall.

"Sanny? Hey San..."

Santana turns around and now lays with her face on the pillow. Brittany softly shakes her shoulders a bit. "Sanny, wake up.. please.."

Santana turns so she's laying on her side facing Brittany, and slowly opens one eye. "Hmmwhuut.." she mumbles.

"San wake up... I can't sleep.."

Santana sees Brittany sitting up in bed, so she opens her other eye too and slowly pushes herself up so she's sitting up beside Brittany.

She notices Brittany looks very uncomfortable, and she puts her hand on the girl's thigh.

"Britt? What's wrong sweetie?" She says sleepily

"I'm scared.."

Santana frowns "Why are you scared? Did something happen? "

"No I,.. I had a nightmare.." Brittany whispers, slightly embarrassed, as she looks down.

Santana lays an arm around her shoulder and pulls the girl closer. "Ahw sweetie.. you don't have to be scared anymore okay? I'm here now." She strikes her hand over Brittany's hair.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" Santana asks. She feels Brittany shake her head against her chest.

"Mwno.."

"Do you want me to go get Lord Tubbington for you? "

Brittany looks up to her. "No.. I don't wanna be in here alone.."

"Okay, just try to get some sleep now okay?"

Brittany cuddles into Santana's side again and rests her head on her shoulder.

"There's nothing to worry about, you're safe with me now." Santana whispers, and she presses a gentle kiss on Brittany's head.

She feels Brittany relax in her arms and smiles. Like she had said before, that girl never grew up.

She could act like a four year old sometimes, and no, Santana didn't hate kids as much as she used to, but she didn't particullary liked them. They were a bit too loud and a bit too irritating by her opinion. And she couldn't handle that they were always so happy, no matter what happened.

But with Brittany, she actually didn't mind all that, if she had a nightmare, or she wanted to cuddle, or she was talking to her cat, Santana just finds it so adorable she can't help but smile.

As she notices Brittany is sound asleep again, she softly shuffles until she's laying down beside her, and smiles as the girl instantly wiggles closer and cuddles with her.

She holds the girl in her arms and for the first time, she actually believes God has laid a hand.

The next morning, Santana wakes up to an emtpy bed.

She looks around the room, on the floor, which has magically appeared again, all the clothes are gone, but when she looks over at her closet, she sees the door isn't completely closed, so she guesses Brittany just stuffed her clothes inside of it.

But suddenly she realises since Brittany isn't in her bed anymore, she has to be somewhere else. And Santana deeply hopes that 'somewhere else' is still in her house.

She quickly jumps out of bed and almost falls flat on her face. She guesses she tripped over something so she looks behind her, and there's that damn cat again. Right beside the bed, just silently waiting until someone would trip over him. But Santana can't be mad at him now.

"Normally I would yell at you right now, but because you're still here, that must mean that Brittany is too." Santana whispers. "But I swear to god if you do that again I will.."

"Sanny! You're awake!"

Santana turns around and sees Brittany standing in the doorway, holding two plates and a cup with something in it that Santana really really hopes is coffee.

Brittany's wearing one of her pyjamas again. But she is a few inches taller than Santana, which means the pyjamas are actually too small so Santana can see just a small line of her toned stomach and the t-shirt is like a bit too tight and Brittany's not wearing a bra and..

and omg Santana what are you doing? She's standing here with what looks like an attempt of breakfast in bed and you're just shamelessly perving on her? Santana looks up quickly, seeing Brittany with a smirk on her face.

"I made breakfast.."

"Hmm, Britt this is delicious!"

"It's just toast and cheese..." Brittany shrugs and looks at Santana. "I wanted to make you my really famous brownies, but you didn't have the mix so.."

Santana smiles, because she now apparently knows the secret to Brittany's famous brownies : a cake-mix.

"Well then, who cares, it's the best toast and cheese I've ever had" Santana says smiling, causing the girl to giggle. She decides to tease her a bit more.

"You are a true chef, Brittany, you should open a toast and cheese restaurant." Brittany giggles again. "Stooopp..." she says as she's starting to blush.

And Santana just..she just has to.. "No, I'm serious Britt, I bet you can make anything taste delicious with those magical hands" she winks and Brittany looks up to her.

"Hands are important, but it's all about the tongue" Brittany winks at Santana, and then just continues eating her toast and looking like an innocent child.

Santana gulps and stares at her. She doesn't know if Brittany actually doesn't have a clue that what she just said sounded like, super dirty, or that she has this hot, sexy side that Santana hasn't discovered yet.

She starts blushing when she realises, she actually really wants to.

Hmm, wanky.

When they've finished breakfast, and Brittany cleared up after them, after she insisted on it, they were both dressed and Santana looks at the clock.

"Do you have somewhere to be?"

Brittany pouts. "No... do you want me to leave..?"

Santana chuckles "Ofcourse not silly, I just figured you might have to work or something."

"Ohw..no, uhm.. I don't.."

"Great!" Santana says with a bright smile. "Ready for an entire day of fun with Santana Lopez?!"