"Do you want to come upstairs or…?" Brittany asked, unsure as she opened the door of Santana's car outside her flat. Santana didn't know how to answer that. Did Brittany only mean upstairs in like cuddling, watching TV and chatting, or did she mean sex?

"We don't have to do anything, San," Brittany reassured her. Santana was still sure that this woman right there could read her mind. She smiled and nodded before she stepped out off her car and locked it. They walked up the stairs till they reached the third floor. Brittany unlocked her door and grabbed Santana's hand to yank her inside.

"Thank you again," Brittany told her as she led Santana to the couch.

"You're very welcome," she replied before she dropped down on the couch and let her body relax. Their date went surprisingly well. There hadn't been any of those awkward long pauses or uncomfortable moments. And if they stopped talking for a few minutes, it didn't feel weird at all.

"You want something to drink?" Brittany asked with a slightly dimmed voice. Santana hadn't realized that she walked into the kitchen. "I was going to pour me some orange juice, you want some, too?"

"Yep, sounds good," Santana answered. It was past midnight already and she couldn't deal with coffee at that hour. She grinned when Brittany held her glass towards her. She thanked her quickly and Brittany sat down next to her.

"So when is our next date?" Brittany asked curiously. It made Santana nearly spill her drink because she had to suppress a giggle. She gulped the juice and turned towards her.

"You want to do it again?" she asked shyly. Brittany placed her glass on a little mat on her table and crossed her legs on the couch. She took Santana's free hand and placed it in her lap as she drew small circles on Santana's wrists.

"I thought I made that clear when I convinced you to go on that double date," Brittany replied, looking down at their hands. Santana giggled.

"You're right. But I still don't know how I'm supposed to tell Mercedes. She will make my life a living hell…" Santana was already thinking about ways to tell her best friend. She hated when Mercedes got her own way. Santana wasn't prepared for Brittany's reaction. She just couldn't refuse the beautiful blonde anything. And her adorable pout…

Speaking of it, Brittany was using it again, "San, it will be fun. I really want to meet your best friend…" Brittany took Santana's free hand in hers and kissed the back of her hand. "We're still going, right?" she asked with a curious expression.

"Only if you kiss me now," Santana prompted. She was surprised by herself that she asked her that. But she couldn't even think about it before she felt Brittany's lips on hers. Santana was careful not to spill the rest of her orange juice on Brittany's couch. She pulled away after a few moments to quickly place her drink on the table.

When she turned around, Brittany's eyes had changed into a much darker blue. Santana was fascinated by her all over again. "Come over here," Brittany demanded. Santana didn't need to be told twice so she pressed her body flush against the blonde. Brittany was pushed into the cushions of her couch in the process. Santana hovered just above Brittany's lips which made Brittany stretch her neck. But before she could reach Santana's lips, Santana pulled away, smirking at her. Brittany pouted again which made Santana laugh and snatch Brittany's lips in hers. They both moaned as Santana took Brittany's head in her hands and Brittany pulled the brunette closer by clasping her hands behind Santana's neck.

Their kiss turned pretty heated and soon their tongues battled for dominance. Santana was sure that a kiss couldn't be sweeter and hotter at the same time. Brittany was so soft and caring even if she explored every inch of Santana's mouth.

Santana couldn't take it anymore so she moved her hands to touch more of the girl under her. She ran her hands along her ribs and waist till she reached Brittany's hipbones. Her top rode up a little and Santana pushed it up further in the heat of the moment. She touched Brittany's perfect abs, which felt so soft and hard at the same time. She wasn't even realizing what she was doing before she hooked her finger under the underside of Brittany's bra. Her eyes snapped open and she pulled away instantly.

"I'm so sorry," Santana mumbled, trying to untangle herself from Brittany without hurting her. "I, I shouldn't have done…"

"Santana," Brittany tried to calm her down. Santana was already grabbing her purse and was pacing around the room. "Santana," she said again, louder this time.

"I should go. I'm sorry…" Santana apologized again and didn't seem to realize that Brittany stood up in the meantime.

"Please stop!"

Santana was bewildered by Brittany's loud voice. She turned around to see what Brittany wanted. Before she knew it she felt arms being wrapped around her torso. Brittany lay her head on top of Santana's shoulder and snuggled closer, "Don't apologize, San…"

Santana just nodded in response. "But I shouldn't have done that, it's all going too fast…"

"I know," Brittany whispered against her neck. "But it's okay…"

Santana didn't want the hug to end so soon but she had to tell Brittany eye to eye, "Let's take it slow. I don't want to screw this up, okay?"

"Okay."

"I gotta go now. I'll call you after I've talked to Mercedes, alright?" Brittany nodded and leaned forward to peck Santana's lips. She smiled into the kiss and kept on kissing her for a while before reluctantly pulling away.

"Bye, San. Take care," Brittany said when Santana let go of the hand that she had automatically taken when they were kissing.

"Bye, honey."

After Brittany closed the door she dropped down on the couch, rearranging the pillows and grinning from ear to ear. "What an evening…"

*B*S*

When Santana woke up around twelve o'clock the next day, she had a few (many) missed calls. All of them were from Mercedes. She groaned. What a nice way to start the day: A nerve-wracking conversation with her best friend. But the sooner she called her the better, so she would finally be done with it.

"Santana Lopez! Why didn't you call me yesterday?"

"Stop fucking screaming into your phone! I can understand you perfectly, god dammit," Santana replied, pissed off already.

"So I guess it didn't go very well yesterday…" Santana let out a loud laugh before she answered.

"Yes it was terrible," she groaned sarcastically, "so terrible that we spent the entire movie cuddling in the back of my car. So terrible that we went to that little viewing platform and ate strawberries and made out. So terrible that she invited me to come upstairs where we continued what we started on that hill. So yeah, I guess it wasn't a really good first date…" Santana finished with a huge grin on her face.

"Are you kidding me? You went to THE hill with her? She must really be something special if you took her there. You've never taken me there…" Mercedes pouted on the other end of the line.

"Maybe I never took you because I'm not falling for you." Santana was shocked that she said it out loud and she had no intention to tell her best friend yet. But to say it out loud was a great feeling. It felt good to finally admit it. Yeah, she could have waited a bit, she thought, when she heard Mercedes screaming into her speakers.

"YOU ARE WHAT? You've only known her for a few weeks, San. And you're already falling for her?" Santana nodded but figured out shortly after that Mercedes couldn't see her.

"Yes."

"That is the cutest thing ever! I'm so happy for you, hun!" Santana couldn't believe what she had just heard. She thought that Mercedes would be shocked and would find it weird. "I have to meet her… Ask her out! Go on that double date with us," she immediately prompted.

"Actually, she already agreed …" Santana held her phone away from her ear, expecting a loud scream but she could only made out a faint whipping sound that Mercedes made.

"You are so whipped already. Oh. My. God." She started laughing and Santana would have loved to end their conversation right then and there but she knew her best friend. She would most likely stand on her door step a few minutes after. She had to get through it without losing her nerves. "Alright, so when is that date? I think next Saturday would be perfect. Sam and I have the entire day off and we have time to arrange everything. God, this is going to be so good. Maybe we should..."

"Stop it, Cedes!" Santana screamed. "Can I ask Brittany first, please? She will be coming, too, remember?"

"Oh, yeah, right. Text me when you know if Saturday's okay. Talk to you later!" And with that, Mercedes hung up. Wow, that went better than I expected, Santana thought. Before she could forget, she quickly texted Brittany and started to prepare herself for a lazy day on the couch.

Is next Saturday okay for our double date? I hope you have a great day, Britt :) - San

Maybe she could call Tina today…

*B*S*

Brittany felt her phone vibrating in her pocket as she inspected the beautiful wedding pictures that were spread all over Isabella's kitchen table. She would open the text later, even if she was curious about who was texting her right now. Maybe it was Santana?

"And this is my favorite picture…" Isabella told her. Brittany looked at the photo inquiringly. It was a black and white photo that showed Manuel and Isabella standing in front of the huge church doors. They were looking in each other's eyes adoringly. It was indeed a beautiful picture.

"Wow, that looks great, Bella."

"Mhmm, it does." She outlined the frame of the picture and laid it on top of the recently seen. The pile gained height by the minute and soon they were expecting the pictures of the party.

"I like this one," Brittany told her best friend. She took the picture in her hand. It showed the large table that they were sitting at during the party. It must have been after the buffet because it showed Brittany and Santana sitting next to each other. Santana's head was slightly crooked to the side, clearly listening to Brittany talking. She had a huge smile on her face which showed her adorable dimples. The photo showed a few other guests but Brittany only focused on them.

It made Brittany think about that evening. Isabella and she hadn't talked about what had happened that night, yet and Brittany wasn't sure if she wanted to. Apparently Isabella tried to forget the incident. Brittany still felt a bit guilty for leaving the party so early and not really partying with her friend. But she decided that Santana had needed her more than Isabella had.

They were skimming through the various pictures. Every time a picture of Brittany was held up, Santana was by her side. Brittany sensed that Isabella laid these pictures down faster than the others. She didn't like Santana. Brittany could feel that. It made her more nervous than she actually was before coming over. Her friend hadn't asked her about her date yet and Brittany hoped that she had forgotten it till now.

She let out a relieved sigh when they finally reached the photos of their honeymoon. Isabella looked at her confusedly but continued to show the pictures, explaining what they were doing on that day. It was good to hear what her friend had to tell about their honeymoon. It seemed that they had a lot of fun.

Brittany heard the front door opening and someone placing the key in the bowl by the door. She knew that it was Manuel and, honestly, Brittany had no idea how to behave around him. She didn't really know what happened when Santana got kicked out but she knew that Manuel played a huge role in it.

"Babe, I'm home. Where are you?" his voice rang through their apartment.

"Kitchen," Isabella answered, beaming at her husband who entered the room.

"Oh, hey Brittany," he said surprised. Brittany just smiled at him shortly before turning back to the picture in her hand. She didn't realize that she was still holding the picture of Santana and her talking. She decided that Isabella wouldn't even recognize that that picture was gone so she let it fall into her opened bag.

While Isabella greeted Manuel with a kiss and they started talking about his day, Brittany took the time to check the text she got earlier.

Is next Saturday okay for our double date? I hope you have a great day, Britt :) - San

Brittany smiled from ear to ear. She quickly typed a reply before Isabella got back.

Yep, Saturday's perfect, San! :) And yes, I've had a great day till now, but I have to work at the club tonight and I'm tired. :/ - Britt

I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to keep you up so late last night… ;) – San

Brittany bit her lip to keep her from smiling like an idiot.

Nahh… it's no problem, baby. I don't really care, honestly. ;) – Britt

:D – San

Why are you smiling? – Britt

You called me baby… - San

Brittany blushed at that. She didn't even realize it herself. It felt natural to call Santana that.

"What are you blushing at, Britt?" Brittany got ripped out of her thoughts by Isabella's question. "Is it your date from yesterday?" Brittany nodded without telling her who exactly she went on a date with. Maybe Isabella would just leave it at that…

"What did you two do?" No, of course she didn't leave it at that. She was way too curious to just drop the topic.

"We went to a drive-in cinema and after that to a viewing platform to watch the city at night…" Brittany only told the important parts on purpose.

"Aww, that's so romantic. Did you kiss?" Brittany nodded shyly. Not just kiss, she added in her mind. Isabella clapped enthusiastically. "Uhh…" she teased, "sounds like a good night. When will I meet him, Britt?"

Brittany panicked on the inside. What is she supposed to say now? Is Santana okay with her to tell that they went on a date?

"I'll be right back, okay?" Brittany said quickly before hurrying to the bathroom.

"Brittany!" Isabella's voice rang through the corridor. Brittany locked the door after stepping inside. She sat there motionless on the edge of the bathtub for at least ten minutes, figuring out what to do.

It was probably best just to call Santana…

*B*S*

"Yeah, Berry is still annoying, she didn't change at all, no… Yes, I remember, that was probably the best night during high school… I know, right? – Of course, I would love to come to your birthday… I will," Santana had been talking to Tina for the last ten minutes now and she had to admit that she really missed her friend. After Brittany didn't respond right away she decided to call Tina instead.

Santana heard the familiar three beeps of her phone. She quickly held it away from her ear to look at the screen. One incoming call from Brittany… She should probably take that.

"Tina, I have to hang up. There is someone on the other line. Text me when you know more about your birthday, alright? – Okay, it was nice talking to you again…Bye." She quickly changed the line.

"Hey, Britt, what's up?"

"Can I ask you a question? I need your advice…" Brittany talked quicker than usual and sounded nervous.

"What's wrong, Britt?" Santana asked concerned.

"I'm at Isabella and Manuel's apartment right now and we were looking at the wedding and honeymoon pictures and then you texted me and I smiled and blushed and Isabella realized. I told her that I had a date yesterday but I don't know if I should tell her that I went on a date with you… I wanted to ask you first and…"

"Brittany," Santana stopped Brittany from rambling. "So you're asking me if you can tell your best friend that we went on a date, right?"

"Mhmm," Brittany hummed in response.

"So honey, first of all, you're going to take a deep breath now, okay?" Santana waited till Brittany did what she told her, "And now I'm gonna tell you one thing… She's not my friend, she's yours, alright? So you can tell her if you want. I told my friend, too. But please think about how Isabella could react, okay? She doesn't like me that much so you have to decide if you wanna tell her or not. It's not my decision to make…"

"Okay."

"Okay? So then decide what you're going to do and talk to her."

"I will. Thank you, San."

"You're welcome, baby." Brittany grinned like a child that just got the biggest lollipop in the universe.

"Now I know what you mean, when I called you baby. It feels good…"

"I know, right?" Brittany and Santana both giggled. "So you're fine now?"

"Yes, I am. Thank you,"

"No problem. See you soon, Britt."

"Bye, San."

Brittany hung up, took a few deep breaths and stepped out off the bathroom.

*B*S*

"Everything alright, Brittany?" Isabella hurried towards her friend to check her temperature. "You feeling sick? Do you need water?" Brittany just shook her head "No" and dropped down on the couch. "You were in the bathroom for fifteen minutes. What is it, hun?" Isabella sat down on the table in front of her and took Brittany's hands in hers.

"It's just… I didn't go out with a boy last night." Isabella just stared at her, puzzled and waiting for Brittany to continue. "It wasn't a boy who invited me…" Brittany admitted quietly. The silence from her best friend was killing Brittany. She was afraid how Isabella would react when she told her. "It was a girl…"

"A girl?" Isabella repeated. Brittany couldn't quite make out the expression on Isabella's face. First and foremost she was surprised, but maybe there was also a little nervousness in her voice. But she didn't seem to be disgusted or something like that at all.

"Yes, a girl… You're okay with it?"

"I guess, yeah… It's different, but I already knew that you found girls attractive. It's your choice…"

"Oh, good. You can't imagine how much that means to me. It was seriously the best date I ever went on. It was perfect." Brittany swooned happily. She was feeling better now that she realized that Isabella didn't react that badly.

"I'm glad to hear that, Britt…But I have one question for you…" Brittany nodded. "Do I know her?" Brittany nodded again. "Who is it then?"

Brittany wasn't sure if she should just tell her or to explain first. It took all her strength to tell her. But at the same time she thought about Santana's words. What if Isabella didn't accept their dating? What if she wouldn't be okay with it? Brittany still wasn't sure what Isabella thought about Santana and to what point she was involved with the fact that Santana was kicked out. But she had to tell her eventually.

"It's Santana…"

A/N: As you can see, I got over my little writer's block for now and I was able to update the story before I left. Let me know what you think of that chapter. I'm still not quite sure how it turned out.

Ohh, I nearly forgot… I want to thank all of the anons who review. I can't thank you in private so I'll just do it here! Also thanks to my beta Adi! You're great for helping me :)

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