Title: When the Stars Go BluePairing: Naya/ Heather - RPF Rating: T

Chapter 3

Heather found herself back at Naya's. She didn't want to go on a huge search and waste time if the girl was home. Without knocking this time Heather opened the garage door. No car. Getting back into her own vehicle she leaned her head back. If she was Naya where would she go if she was upset?

Picking up her phone she scrolled thru her contact list before finding the number she wanted. She looked at the time before deciding that calling was important.

"Hello, Rivera residence."

Heather let out a soft chuckle. "Hey Nic is Nay around?"

"What's up Hemo? I don't think so but I'll get mom for you, I just got home." She heard the youngest Rivera call for her mom. "Hi Heather, I'm sorry Naya isn't here."

"Hi Mrs. Rivera, oh okay, thanks anyways and my apologies for calling so late."

The woman laughed. "Never too late for you and when you find my currently emo daughter can you please tell her to call me."

"Will do, but you haven't from her at all either?" Heather asked shocked that Naya hadn't even spoken with her mom.

Both women heard laughter. "Naya is emo because of Hemo."

"Nic, hang up the phone. Sorry Heather and no I haven't. She probably just wanted some alone time.

"No worries and thanks again."

More laughter. "Hemo come visit already and stop being lame, we know I'm more fun than Naya Marie."

Heather let out a small chuckle. "I will try my best. Later Nic." With that she heard the line click.

Mrs. Rivera laughed slightly. "She is right though you need to come and visit. You can call here anytime sweetheart, have a good night. Oh before I let you go that was an amazing episode I'm going to have 'My Cup' stuck in my head for days."

Heather smiled, it was nice to be close with Naya's mom when she was so far away from her own. "Aww thank you and have a great night yourself."

Frustrated Heather hung up her phone and tossed it into the passenger seat. What did she know about Naya? She asked herself before getting an idea. Something the girl liked to blend in and get lost in a crowd of people, and to do that she went somewhere where people weren't concerned about anyone but themselves.

She didn't see the girls car in the parking lot but she decided to check inside anyways. Walking in she heard the soft music and smelled the strong coffee aroma. This was Naya's favourite coffee house, it was quite, quaint and the perfect place to enjoy a cup of coffee and a good book. Looking around there was no sight of her best friend though. Walking up to the counter feeling defeated once again she ordered their favourite coffee's in hopes that she'd find the girl soon.

For what felt like the millionth time that day she started her car. It was then that something caught her eye and she noticed the black jacket in her backseat. Letting her long arm reach out she grabbed it and pulled it into the front seat. As if on queue Naya's favourite song started playing on the cd Heather had just made. They were together so often that the blonde figured she might as well put some of Naya's favourite songs on it too.

Closing her eyes she hugged the girls jacket to her check hoping it would give her some clue as to where its own was. As she inhaled the brunettes scent, a mixture of vanilla and flowers that smelled so good on the girl washed over her senses. She let the sound of the music take over her along with the scent of her best friend and it suddenly donned on her. The lyrics of the song making it obvious where the girl had gone. Why Heather hadn't checked there to begin with was a mystery even to her.

Dancing where the stars go blue,

Dancing where the evening fell.

*** Two Months Earlier ***

"I will never get sick of this song." The brunette said before continuing to sing.

The blonde smile at her best friend as she snuck glances at her singing. "Where do you go when you're lonely?"

"Are ya singing or asking?" Naya was in a good mood that day, and Heather could tell not only by the smile on her face but the way she had been talking.

"Asking, you know just in case I ever need to find you and tell you that you aren't alone."

Naya thought for a minute, her cheeks slightly blushed. "The beach."

"Could you be a little more specific, this is California not Arizona."

"Off route 56."

Heather shook her head. "There's no beach there."

The Latina smiled. "There is, I found it one day on my way to my parents. Your turn Hemo."

Heather grinned from eat to ear and looked at her best friend. "Wherever you are."

"Oh, you are getting way to good with these answers, but come on I'll show you where that beach is. Pull over so I can drive."

That's where they had been the day Naya's jacket ended up in her backseat. She had been cold so the brunette put it around her. How she could forget she had no idea but she was glad that she hadn't given the jacket back to her bestie.

She smiled as she pulled into the small parking lot. There it was, Naya's car. She parked next to and got out. Feeling the hood of the car Heather shook her head, it was cold which meant the girl had been here for awhile. Opening her trunk she pulled out a small blanket, throwing it over her shoulder she grabbed the two coffees and made her way to Naya's favourite spot.

Sure enough as she made her way through the trees and bushes, over the small mound of sand she spotted her best friend. She was sitting on the sand, hugging her knees to her chest looked out at the water. She watching her for a moment, noticing the girl visibly shiver before letting her feet move forward. She had found her.