Authors note – Wow, so many story alerts! I'm flattered guys! Since I'm getting so many alerts I thought I'd reward you with one of the love letters the girls wrote. Maybe if I get enough reviews I'll post the next chapter tonight. (Yes, I'm shameless bribing you) Also, keep in mind that I do not own glee or the cast, I have no affiliation with Paramount or Fox and everything is made up. All I own is this story. Xx

It was about an hour into the flight and the adrenaline had finally been drained from the cast. They were drifting in and out of sleep or relaxing with headphones in. All accept the two girls. Heather turned around and gave Naya a wink, which was the signal to begin writing. When they were done they would turn off their overhead light letting the other know they were ready to exchange They both began pouring their feelings out onto sheets of paper.

Naya's POV

Dear Heather….

I sat and stared at the sheet of paper in front of me, trying to muster up the confidence to let all of my feelings flow from my heart to the pen in my hand. There was nothing that scared me more than being vulnerable. Heather wanted to see me exposed; wearing my heart on my sleeve and that was a tall order to fill. Kissing her on stage in front of all those people was a big leap for me and I was still trying to convince myself that I hadn't dreamt it. The thought of writing all of my feelings down for the world to see was terrifying but I knew it needed to be done.. After all, it wasn't as if the whole world would know my feelings. No, just the girl that meant the world to me and honestly that was even more terrifying.

Heather's POV

Dear Naya…

I sat staring down at the paper in front of me and tried to find a place to begin. There were so many things I wanted.. no, needed to say to Naya. It needed to be perfect because that's what she deserves. She is the single most important person in my life and I honestly can say that I have never loved anyone as much as I do her. I decided the best place to start was the beginning. The flight back to LA was going to take a while so if I messed up I could just start again. Oh well, here goes nothing, just let it flow…

Dear Naya,

I'm going to apologize in advance if this letter is too long, I just want to make sure I tell you everything I'm thinking and as you know I have a tendency to ramble. I promise I will try and make this as perfect as possible because you deserve no less than the best.

I knew from the first time we met, there was something different about you. I remember Ryan introducing us and on the first day together you said to me "I like you" and you knew I felt the same. You were such a fun person to be around and you always knew how to grab everyone's attention, like a spotlight followed you wherever you went. It was that day that we decided that "fate had laid a hand and we were best friends" Little did I know that the friendship we had would soon turn into love.

We spent a lot of time together on and off set over the next year, we were always in a two shot together and prancing around the studio holding hands or linking pinkies. We were just like Santana and Brittany, always in our own little bubble. The first time I knew I had feelings for you was after we filmed the duet's episode. Ryan had instructed us to lie on the bed together and to have you kissing my neck. We shot the scene 5 times and each time you kissed me I felt a jolt of electricity surge through my entire body. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I remember on the fourth take I ran my hand down your back and held you close to me (which as you know… was not in the script) It wasn't even something I put thought into. I remember just feeling like it was right and before my brain could comprehend what I was doing you were looking up at me. Anyone else probably would have looked at me in disgust but you didn't. You looked up at me and smiled softy, a smile that you only saved for me. Then you did something that completely caught me off guard, you kissed me.

Before I had time to react, Ryan was yelling something about how there was to be no kissing on the lips, something about teasing the fans. (Little did he know, right?) So we reshot the scene one last time then skipped off set linking pinkies like nothing had changed. For the rest of that day I was completely terrified. I was scared that things may change between us and that maybe I had made you kiss me and I was making everything else up in my head. I drove myself insane that day.

It wasn't until later that night that I realized that everything was about to change. We were in your apartment relaxing and watching "Bridget Jones Diary" (thanks for that by the way, I know you hate that movie) you moved off your recliner and wrapped yourself in a blanket and crashed into me. "I wanna cuddle" that's all you said and honestly, that's all you needed to say. We adjusted ourselves and I held you in my arms, you fit perfectly. I cocooned you in the blanket and held you close to me. It was a strange, relaxing feeling. Sure, I was the one holding you but I had never felt safer in my entire life.

As the movie ended you looked up at me and kissed me on my cheek. Still to this day, your spontaneity takes me by surprise. I don't know whether I was just having an out of body experience or I just didn't care at that point, but as you pulled away I leaned towards you and planted a soft kiss on your lips. You know when people talk about seeing fireworks? Well, that was the first time I ever saw them. I half expected you to smack me but instead you turned your body around and retuned the kiss. You parted my lips with your tongue and from then on it was history. That was the first night we made love. I know that at this point in our relationship we were about to convince ourselves that it was just sex, but I know better now. That day will forever be engraved in my memory. Naya that was the night I fell in love with you. I may not have known it at the time but that was because I was trying to push all of my feelings aside, as were you.

We continued on like this for what seems like forever. We would spend most of our time together, with each other's families, not to mention our trip to Colorado (: (those poor old ladies will be scared for life) Honestly, It was the best time of my life. We spent most nights in each other's arms and we spent days just hanging out, enjoying each other's company. Then things got complicated, the rumors started and the press started following us around more. It was getting harder and harder to hide our obvious relationship. The funny thing was that we never even talked about being in a relationship, we just kind of existed. I didn't look for boyfriends elsewhere and you turned down Mark and Matt when they propositioned you. This also didn't help the unwanted press. Every interview we went to we were bombarded with questions about our relationship and why neither of us were dating anyone. Things started to get tense between the two of us and you started spending more time away from me. It hurt like hell but I understood, you had been in the public eye for much longer than me and people expected you to be a certain way.

It went on like this for months, we stopped going to events together and whenever we were scheduled to be somewhere together, one of us would cancel. Again, we never talked about it. We just did what we had to do. It wasn't until we started the tour this year that we started to mend things. I think it's mostly because we had no choice. Sharing a room in a bus and being together basically every moment of the day doesn't really allow you to avoid someone. I remember you climbing into bed with me the night before we performed in Chicago. You climbed in and wrapped your arms around me and whispered in my ear "I missed you" I bet you didn't know I heard that, did you? Either way, It felt like I was home again, for the first time in what felt like I lifetime, I was truly happy.

We spent nights wrapped up in each other's arms just appreciating the closeness we had regained. We didn't make love or kiss or anything like that but I didn't care. All I cared about was having you back with me. I never wanted to let you go again. It will continue to amaze me how much power you have over my heart Naya.

Now we bring ourselves back to last night. I couldn't believe what was happening when you kissed me on stage. It was like kissing you for the first time again, like the duet's scene. You've always had a way of taking me by surprise but this one meant so much more. It may not have seemed like much to the world but to me it was everything. It was a symbol for all the crap we had been through. To me, it was your way of telling me everything was finally going to be okay. We weren't in a room with Ryan and the crew, or in the comfort of our own homes, we were in the middle of a stadium filled with thousands of people and you kissed me. That moment, yesterday, I fell in love with you all over again.

Naya, I want to make something clear, there is nothing I want more than to be with you. I want you to be mine and no one else's. Officially and forever. I want to spend my life with you, have a family, and do all the cheesy things that people do when they're in love. I don't want to spend another second of my life without you; I don't think I would be able to stand it. I know it will be hard and not everyone will accepting of us but as long as I have you, I don't care. It's all worth it. Any pain I have to go through it worth it, I promise. Naya Marie Rivera, I love you with every fiber of my being. So, in the words of Santana Lopez "Please say you love me back?"

Always and forever yours,

The Brittany to your Santana

Heather Elizabeth Morris.