Author's Note: Hi! Just wanted to thank you all for all the follows, favorites and reviews. I'm super happy that you guys seemed to like the story. I realize that some of you might not like the fact that I chose Sam as Brittany's ex, but I do have reasons to do that. First I was going to take Artie, but he's in a wheelchair and that just didn't fit into the story. And Artie without his wheelchair reminds me too much of Kevin, and I love Kevin too much to make him out as the bad guy in the story. And since I don't really see Brittany with someone else, Sam was basically my only option. But now over to the new chapter, I really hope you like it. There maybe faults in it, but I really wanted to upload this today because you guys asked me to update as fast as possible. Please review, those reviews really keep me motivated :) After a way too long Author's Note: Enjoy the new chapter :)

Brittany and Santana arrived at the airport and checked in. Brittany told Santana that the family had already arrived at the houses there already. They were the final two to arrive at the beach houses. They bought a coffee and they were now waiting for their plane to leave.

'How long is if from here to Hawaii?' Santana asked.

'About nine hours I guess.' Santana choked on her coffee.

'Nine hours? Seriously hope you are kidding right now. I can't deal with being nine hours on a plane? I can't deal with being on a plane in general.' Santana added the last sentence a little quieter than the rest.

'It is nine hours; I swear I'm not kidding. Wait, you have flown in a plane before right?' Santana flushed.

'Well, off course, who hasn't Brittany? It is 2013, everybody has flown before.' Brittany knew Santana was lying.

'Is that so? Then tell me, what is it like flying? How does it feel? How's the landing and taking off?'

Santana flushed even more. It was really cute how she tried to act cool and tough.

'It kind of sucks and it's long.' Santana mumbled. Brittany glared into Santana's eyes.

'Okay, I have never flown in my life. Are you happy now?'

'Actually yes, you are really funny how nervous you are.' Santana smacked Brittany's arm.

'This isn't funny Brittany. I'm freaking out. What if I die on that plane? Do you know how many people die in planes? Like a lot. And I'm not ready to leave this planet just yet. Humanity couldn't handle a world without a Santana Lopez. And even if we don't die, I'm still on that plane for freaking nine hours? How am I going to spend those hours? Yes I brought my laptop and my iPod but still.' Brittany laughed.

'Stop talking Santana, you are aware that plane is the safest transporting method of all and taking a plane is safer than taking your car to the supermarket. So relax, as for how you are going to spend those hours, there are small TV-sets in the seat in front of you. And they include some awesome, amazing movies and TV-shows. And you can listen to music, or be social and actually talk to me?'

Santana smiled. 'It isn't so bad flying. It might seem scary at the take off and the landing, but in between it's mostly just boring.' Santana still didn't seem convinced, but Brittany figured she couldn't convince the stubborn girl anyway.

'May I get your attention please? Flight A-7884 to Hawaii can now get on board.' Brittany nudged Santana.

'That's us.'

Santana took a deep breath and stood up.

Their seats were quite nice. They sat next to each other and next to Brittany an old man was sitting. He wore glasses and his hair was almost white. He seemed calm, and Brittany was already glad that he didn't smell. One time, she had a flight for five hours next to a guy who showered in cologne. She felt like she was intoxicated for the entire flight. The old man next to her greeted the two girls politely.

'Just relax, everything will be fine.'

Brittany said to Santana. She felt the other girl next to her tense up even more. She felt sorry for the girl. The first time she flew, she was terrified out of her mind. Luckily her dad was there to hold her hand. Maybe Brittany should hold Santana's hand? The thought of holding her hand made Brittany nervous too. She just decided no against the whole idea. After everybody sat down, the pilot started talking.

'Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen, I personally welcome you on this flight from Chicago to Hawaii. We want to thank you for choosing American Airlines and we wish you a pleasant flight.'

The plane started rolling and Santana grabbed the armrests. She held it so tight, her knuckles started to become a little white. The motor of the plane started heating up, and a loud noise erupted from it.

'What the hell is going on?'

Santana mumbled under her breath. The plane started driving and Santana became even whiter than before and she had a shocked look on her face. Brittany needed to do something. Santana was almost dying from stress next to her. Brittany decided to visit her previous plan and she laid her hand on Santana's that was still gripping the armrest. Santana looked shocked at Brittany when she felt her cold hand against Santana's sweaty hand.

She tensed up even more, but eventually she calmed a little down. Santana's eyes were fixated on the seat in front of her and the plane left the ground. Santana gasped. Brittany's hand was still resting on Santana's and Brittany started slowly stroking with her thumb over Santana's sweaty hand. Santana's eyes glanced over at their hands before her eyes shifting again at the seat in front of her. Santana still felt really tense next to her, but as Brittany kept stroking her thumb over her hand, Santana relaxed a little more. The plane was up high enough, so the scary part was over.

'See, you made it.' Brittany smiled at Santana.

'Yeah, I guess I did.' Santana gave a weak smile back. She still wasn't bounced back one hundredth percent but the color on her cheeks came back slowly.

'Uhm Brittany, you can let go of my hand now.'

'Oh.' Brittany had forgotten her hand on Santana's. She immediately let go of the other girl's hand and immediately missed the contact. Brittany tried to break the tension with an awkward cough but it didn't help. Luckily Santana put in her headphones and started listening to her iPod.

Brittany glanced over at the screen. 'Boyfriend' by Justin Bieber. Brittany laughed. She would have never picture a tough girl like Santana to listen to Justin Bieber. It wasn't that Brittany hated the guy, but she knew a lot of people hated the guy for some reason.

'I didn't hold you for a Belieber, that's for sure.' Santana flushed again and Brittany loved to make the girl flush. The other girl had her flushed a way too much than Brittany dared to admit, and it was nice to have it the other way around.

'I guess he's pretty dope.' Brittany laughed.

'Pretty dope? I wouldn't consider Justin Bieber pretty dope but whatever makes you happy.' Santana shrugged.

'It's kind of a long story. My deal with Bieber goes a little further than If I was your boyfriend I'll never let you go. But that's a story for another time.' And Santana put her headphones back in. Well that's a story Brittany was curious to hear about, but Santana wasn't planning on telling her.

After a couple of hours, Brittany was getting quite bored. She had seen some movies but now her ass was hurting. Santana was sleeping next to her. She looked peaceful and now that the girl was sleeping, Brittany could stare without getting caught. The Latina was gorgeous. Her skin was flawless with a slight tan. Her ears were small and cute. Her hair that was tied in a bun had a deep brown almost black color.

'She sure is pretty.' The old man next to Brittany finally spoke.

'Yeah, she really is.' He looked at her, and he had deep blue eyes.

'Is she you girlfriend?' Brittany was surprised. Normally older people weren't usually okay with the gays. And even though Brittany was bisexual, she had dealt with a lot of hate when she had girlfriends. The old man laughed.

'I guess you're surprised that I think it's okay to be gay. Well my grandson just moved in with his boyfriend, so I'm used to it. Sorry for all the people from my age who are so inconsiderate.'

Brittany smiled again. This guy was super sweet. 'She's not my girlfriend. I mean, she is, but then again she's not.'

'Wow Blondie, you lost me there a little. If you want to talk, I'm considered to be a quite good listener back in the day. And I just got a new earpiece, so you got lucky.'

'I guess I did.'

'I'm Walter.' The man gave his hand.

'Brittany.' 'Pleasure to meet you Brittany.'

'You too, sir.'

'Wait Brittany, that's not how this is going to happen. No sir, no mister, no gentleman, I don't need to feel older than I already am.' Walter had an amazing charisma surrounding him, and if he was maybe 50 years younger, they could have been best friends. Brittany was sure of that.

'Sorry Walter.' Brittany emphasized the Walter part. Walter laughed.

'So what's the deal with you and little-miss-really-afraid-of-flying over there?'

'It's her first time flying. She was just a little nervous. It's kind of a long story.'

'Brittany, we still have four hours until we're in Hawaii, and I have finished my book. Could you please entertain me with your amazing, young stories?'

'Okay.' It really was four hours until they were going to land, and it wasn't like she was going to see Walter ever again. 'So I was dating Sam Evans. I met him at college. We moved in together and a year later he proposed. We supposed to be getting married but then he sent me a text breaking off with me. The text said he wasn't ready and that he ran away to Mexico. I haven't seen him since.'

'I'm so sorry Brittany.'

'Thanks Walter, I appreciate it. But now my cousin is getting married with his cousin in Hawaii.' Walter nodded to make clear that he was still listening to her.

'And I couldn't manage to spend two weeks at a summerhouse in Hawaii with Sam. So when I heard about Santana, I called her up.'

'What exactly does Santana do?' Walter looked worried.

'It's nothing creepy or anything. She'll just be my date on the wedding.'

'Oh okay, well you've got lucky she's so pretty then.'

'Yeah, I really did I guess.'

'I just have one more question. Do you want Sam back or do you just want to make him jealous?'

That question hit Brittany right at home. She has been wondering about that for a while now. Even she doesn't know the answer. She hoped that it would magically appear to her every time she came closer to seeing him again, but so far, nothing.

'I don't know. I think I need to see him first, or talk to him.'

'I get that. I just hope whatever you want, you'll manage to achieve.'

After that Walter talked some about his life.

'I was married for 40 years, but three years ago, my wife passed away. I fell into a depression pretty soon, but then I got into contact with Maria.'

'Who's Maria?'

'Maria and I met at high school. Maria was perfect. She was head-cheerleader, blond, popular, funny, cute and smart. She was the full package. And somehow I got her convinced to fall in love with me. She was my first love. But then college came around. I got a scholarship and so did she. The problem was that they were at the opposite side of the country. We said we would keep contact, but out of sight, out of heart. We lost contact. But recently my grandson became friends with her granddaughter. They talked about us, and I heard about Maria. Her husband died five years ago and then she moved to Hawaii. I called her up and we talked for hours. She then invited me to spend a vacation with her. And life is short. So here I am.'

That was by far the cutest story Brittany had ever heard. A boy and girl who fell in love during high school, only to move on; marry with other people and then still end up together. True love will always come together at the end. It was stories like that that made Brittany believe in love all over again. Walter and Brittany made some small talk and Brittany explained Walter how to use the TV-device, so he was now watching a movie. Brittany started to watch a movie too. Santana was still peacefully sleeping.

After eight hours and a half, the pilot made the announcement that they were standing the landing. Santana had woken up in the meantime and she started tensing up again. The whole flight she seemed calm, but now the stress was all back. Her eyes were again plastered to the seat in front of her. She was chewing gum in her mouth almost aggressively to lower the pressure in her ears. Suddenly Santana looked at Brittany.

'Could you hold my hand? I mean, it really calmed me down when you did it earlier, so?' Brittany felt giddy and grabbed the other girl's clammy hand. She started stroking her thumb again over the back of her hand. Santana mumbled a quiet thanks. Until they touched the ground, Brittany kept stroking her hand. Santana however let go when the plane was standing still. The duo grabbed their bags.

'I hope you have an amazing trip with Maria, Walter. It was really nice meeting you.'

'I hope you end up happy, Brittany. It was really nice meeting you too. Maybe we'll meet up again someday.'

'I would like that.' And with Walter and Brittany said goodbye.

'Who was that?' Santana asked confused. 'Walter. A pretty nice guy actually, we talked for a while.'

'Oh, is that so? About what did you two talk about?'

'Sam, me and you.'

'Oh really, what did you say about me?'

Brittany gave Santana a mysterious smile and said: 'Well, that's something you will never know.'

Santana pouted, but Brittany didn't bug. They grabbed their bags and started heading for the exit. The temperature change of Hawaii and Chicago was a pretty big difference. Even though it was almost 1 am, the warmth and humidity fell on them and all Brittany wanted was a good shower.

'So my mom will come pick us up. Let's hope she's already there.' Santana simply nodded. They left the airport and then Brittany saw her mom. She was standing next to a big grey pick-up truck and she was staring at her phone.

'MOM!' Brittany screamed as she jumped in her mother's arms.

'Brittany, honey, it has been ages.' Susan, Brittany's mom, looked a lot like Brittany. She too was a long, tall blonde. Between her straight, blonde hair were some grey hairs that, if you asked Susan, weren't there and she would deny them if you ask about them. She was wearing grey shorts, a pair of all-stars, and a duck sweater that Brittany made her.

'You're wearing the sweater I made you. He looks great on you.'

'Of course I'm wearing it honey. You put so much time into making it for me.' Brittany grinned.

'And if I'm right, this is Santana Lopez right?' Susan held out her hand to greet the brunette.

'Yes, that's right. It's a real pleasure finally meeting you, miss Pierce.'

'Oh, you don't have to call me miss Pierce, call me Susan honey. The pleasure is all mine. Brittany here has told me a lot about you.'

'Only good things I hope.' Santana smiled politely.

'Of course.'

One thing was certain. This wasn't the first time that Santana met a fake step-mom. She was being polite, but not too polite that it becomes awkward. She had a gentle smile around her lips, but it certainly wasn't an arrogant smile that Brittany usually got from the girl. Susan gave her daughter an approving smile so she already liked her 'girlfriend'.

'Let's get some sleep, won't we?' Susan spoke again.

'Let me handle the bags Britt, you can go sit in the car already. You seem tired.' Santana gave Brittany a quick kiss on the cheek and gave her a small shove towards the door of the jeep. Oh, she was being a gentlewoman now. Susan smiled at Brittany. Her eyes only said one thing: you've picked a good girl.

The blonde flushed because the place where Santana had kissed her feather light was really burning up. She blushed and she climbed fast in the car before Santana could see her blushing. Brittany certainly liked the way Santana had shortened her name to Britt. It had a nice ring to it, certainly when Santana raspy voice said it. Santana had put the bags into the trunk and slide next to Brittany.

'Everybody's seatbelt on?' Susan looked at the couple.

'Yes, miss Pierce. Oh sorry, I mean Susan.'

Santana pretended to be confused, and Susan believed it.

'That's better, Santana.' Santana smiled giddy at Brittany.

'Really excited to spend these two weeks, baby.'

Santana whispered in Brittany's ear. She said quiet enough so that it seemed like it was only meant for Brittany, but loud enough for Susan to hear. Brittany wondered for which one it was intended. But then she remembered Santana's words. It was all an act.

'Me too.'

Brittany too placed a kiss on Santana's cheek just as the girl did to her a couple minutes ago. If Santana could place this flirty game, so could Brittany. It would be unrealistic if Brittany didn't act flirty around Santana. And frankly, it would be really funny to act like that.

'Okay, let's go. Luckily it's only a ten-minute drive. You'll get to go to sleep pretty fast.'

Brittany placed her head on Santana's shoulder, as she was really tired. '

Has everyone arrived yet, mom?'

'Yes honey, you two are the two last to arrive. You'll be sleeping in the same house as Kitty, Ryder, Tina and her boyfriend Mike.'

Brittany really wanted to ask if Sam had arrived yet, but she didn't dare with Santana being in the same car. It would just end up awkward for the both of them.

'So what are the plans for tomorrow?'

'We don't have anything planned yet. We thought that everybody would just catch up and buying groceries and stuff. You're pretty much free until dinner. The both of you will have to attend the family dinner.'

'With the whole family?' That didn't seem like the best idea to Brittany. Recent family dinners haven't ended well, and she didn't want to give Santana the impression that her family was crazy, even though they really, really were.

'Yes, honey. We're going to barbecue.'

'Oh, I really do love barbecue.'

'We have arrived.' Brittany sat up again and looked outside the window. She didn't really see much, as it was 1 am, and it was pitch-dark outside.

'It's dark now, but it's really beautiful here and I'm sure you two will love it.'

'I'm sure we will Susan.'

'Good one Santana, from the first time right.'

'I'm trying Susan.' Santana was already bonding really well with Susan and Brittany thought it was really cute. The three of them got out of the car and Brittany was reaching to take her bag, but Santana stopped her and insisted that she would carry the bag. Brittany was too tired to fight, and it was a nice change to have someone treat her like a princess, even though it was only an act. Sam and her always had more of a buddy-love relationship, which has his perks too, but everybody loves the princess-treatment.

'Your house is the third one on the left. This is mine.' She pointed at a house at her left.

'Sleep tight honeys.'

'Sleep tight mom.' The duo started walking towards at their house. Santana seemed to be seriously struggling with carrying the both bags.

'I'll just take my bag now.'

'Britt, it's okay. I can carry for a little while.'

'I can see that at the way you're breathing so heavily.' Santana rolled her eyes.

'I wouldn't be breathing so hard if your bag didn't weigh so much. Seriously Brittany, what are you smuggling in there, a body?'

'Yeah, that's just how I roll. I take bodies with me everywhere I go and let them carry by other people.' Santana rolled her eyes again.

'I think this is our house.'

The duo stepped inside. The house itself was beautiful. One side was made of glass, looking out over a porch with a wooden rocking chair. The house seemed to be divided into a living, three bedrooms, which seemed to have their own bathrooms. Inside the living stood two big white sofas, pointing to the big flat-screen TV. The walls were white and it gave the whole living a calming, modern look. The girls went to the bedroom, luckily someone had written their names on it, so they immediately knew what their bedroom was.

The walls inside the bedroom were white as well, in in the middle stood a huge king-size bed. The sheets had a coffee-color, and there were at least ten pillows on top of them. The bed looked really comfortable, and Brittany was so tired she pretty much wanted to jump inside of it and never come out of it. The idea of sharing the bed with Santana didn't really appeal to Brittany. She had known the girl for maybe two days and it wasn't that Brittany was self-conscious about her body but the other girl was almost a stranger. But since there wasn't anything else to sleep on, they had to share the bed. Brittany opened her bag and took her pajamas and started heading towards the bathroom.

'I'm going to change, okay?'

Santana just nodded. The bathroom was again beautiful. It was modern, white and really clean. On the left was the toilet behind some cover, and then there was one sink and one shower. The showerhead was one of those that made it feel like it was raining hot water. Brittany got quickly out of her clothes and she started showering. The hot water was calming and ran all over Brittany's toned body. The years and years of dancing had given Brittany a killer body. She even had abs for crying out loud.

She washed her hair and got out. Brittany then changed into her favorite sleep shorts. They were sky-blue and had little yellow ducks on them. Brittany always had to laugh when she saw them, just because they were so damn cute. On top of the shorts, she wore on old t-shirt that she once got on dancing camp. It was red and just had a little dancing figure on it, with the subtext: Never stop dancing. It wasn't the most original or inspiring text ever, but it was still okay.

'Can I come in?' Brittany asked, in case Santana was changing.

'Yes, I'm just going to take a sower too.'

Santana hadn't changed out of her clothes, but she had put some clothes into the closet already. Santana slipped next to Brittany into the bathroom and closed the door. Brittany started unpacking her bags until suddenly Santana was back in the room.

'Brittany, can we please go sleeping? I'm really tired.' Brittany nodded.

'Okay, hold up. What are you wearing?' Santana was pointing at her shorts.

'What are you talking about? These are cute.'

Brittany wiggled her ass to make her point. Santana laughed and then shrugged when she realized that there was no way she could point out to the blonde that her shorts weren't meant for grown-ups. Santana stepped into the bed. Brittany, first a little hesitant, also stepped in to the bed.

'Goodnight Brittany.' Santana mumbled. Luckily Santana was lying to Brittany with her back so that they weren't awkwardly staring into each other's eyes.

'Goodnight Santana.' Brittany said and she turned her back to Santana.

Brittany and Santana slept until 11 am. At least, Brittany slept until 11 am. When she woke up, Santana wasn't lying next to her anymore. Brittany freaked out. Where was she? She didn't hear the shower running, so Santana certainly wasn't there. Did she ditch Brittany already? After one day? No, wait that didn't make sense, she wouldn't fly out for nine hours, to sleep into a bed and fly right back. Oh God, she's probably meeting her family, without her.

Brittany freaked out even more. If Santana would be her bitchy self, it wouldn't turn out right with her family. Certainly not with Brittany's cousin Kitty, also known as the head-bitch of the family. Kitty was known to have regular arguments with multiple family members, including her own fiancé Ryder. Brittany was really worried about Ryder, he was already so whipped, and they weren't even married yet.

But who was Brittany to judge about someone else his marriage? Brittany jumped out of her bed, grabbed some clothes and changed. She heard some people talking outside of her door, and she was pretty sure it was Tina and Santana. Brittany stepped out of her room and saw indeed Tina and Santana talking. They were sitting in the sofas.

'Hi Brittany. Long time no see.' Brittany hugged the little Asian girl.

'Yes, I have missed you girl.'

Tina was her cousin. People would be surprised if she told that story, because Tina is Asian, and well, Brittany isn't. Brittany's uncle Kenny and Ella weren't fertile, so they adopted Tina when she was just a baby. Tina was a real sweet girl, and her and Brittany got along great. Tina did have a weird Goth-period during high school, but luckily she dressed normally again after a year or so.

'As you can already see, I've already met your new girlfriend, Santana.'

'Yeah, I guess you have. What are you guys talking about?' Tina smiled.

'We're just bonding. Santana told me how you two met. It was actually a really cute story.'

Wait, what? How the two of them met? Brittany hadn't even thought of making up a story, and now Santana was telling other people their story.

'And then I told her how I and Mike met.'

Mike was Tina's boyfriend, and he was absolutely the nicest guy Brittany had ever met. He was also a crazy good dancer and Brittany loved to see him dance. He was a choreographer and he was doing an amazing job at it. The two of them met in high school, more specifically in the Asian club.

'So what are your plans today, Tina?'

'My mom asked if I would go buy groceries with her. But you two are actually excused. Your mom wants Santana to meet the full family.'

'Looks like we have a plan for the day, I'm looking forward to it.'

Seriously Santana, there's no way you're excited about meeting my family members thought Brittany, but she was wise enough to keep her mouth shut. Santana stood up and walked over to Brittany.

'I haven't seen you this morning, Britt.'

And she instantly wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck. Brittany certainly wasn't expecting that, but it was quite nice. Santana's warm body against Brittany was certainly something Brittany could get used to. Santana untied her arms from Brittany's neck, but not until she placed a quick peck onto Brittany's cheek, just as she did last night.

'Well, aren't you two cuties?' Tina laughed. Brittany blushed.

'Come on girls, I'll show the house of mine, your parents and Kitty's parents, also know as the house with all the food. They own all the food, so whenever you're hungry, just swing by their house.'

Now that it was daylight, Brittany could appreciate the beauty of the houses so much more. There were three different houses. Tina, Mike, Kitty, Ryder, Brittany and Santana in the first one, Brittany's parents, Tina's parents and Kitty's parents in the second, and then in the third house slept Ryder's parents, Sam's parents and Sam himself. Tina had mumbled Sam a little quieter than the rest, afraid that it would cause a reaction with Brittany. Brittany just decided to ignore it. It scared Brittany that she was soon going to see him back, so she just decided not to think about it. The houses were really close to the beach, according to Tina, it was just a ten-minute walk. Finally arrived at the house, Brittany ran to hug her dad Bryan.

'Hey girl.' Bryan was a big, blond guy with hard characteristic. But his smile was so bright that it gave the man a very calming, sweet feel around him. He smiled at Santana. 'So you are the famous Santana Lopez?'

'Yes sir.'

Bryan and Santana talked for a little while, but then Brittany was whining that she was hungry, so they had breakfast. After that, Brittany introduced Santana to the rest of the family. Santana had met Bryan, Brittany's dad, Mike, Kitty, Ryder, Kitty's parents and Ryder's parents. Brittany had on purpose not introduced Santana to Sam's parents. Mike had told her that Sam was out surfing, so she wasn't going to see him until tonight. And that calmed Brittany.

In the meantime, Santana had occasionally grabbed her hand when they were around people. Her soft sweet hand was comforting and nice to hold. But whenever they were alone, Santana would immediately drop her hand like nothing happened. Before Brittany had noticed it, it was already 5 PM, and dinner was at half past seven.

They went back to their house where they chatted a little with Kitty and Tina while Mike and Ryder were playing some kind of videogame on the Xbox that was installed on the flat-screen. After that, the both of them showered and got into clothes. Brittany decided to go casual and wore a white tank top and skinny jeans. Santana had luckily chosen some regular clothes too. She was wearing a red top and black jeans.

'Are you nervous?' Brittany asked when she saw Santana nervously walking from right to left.

'Honestly, I'm terrified. This is the first fake dinner I have to do.' Brittany stepped closer to Santana, that way she couldn't keep strolling around the room.

'Just relax, they'll like you, my parents already like you and so does Tina.' Santana shrugged.

'Brittany, it isn't about whether they like me or not. It's about making it believable that we have known each other for a while and that we're dating. And your ex will be there now, so we better make it believable. And if I'm really honest, it's my first real big family dinner ever.'

Brittany's mouth fell open.

'You've never done a family dinner?'

'No, my family lives all over the country, some of them still live in Puerto Rico. So we don't see them a lot. The only family dinners I have, is me with my parents.' Santana looked ashamed at the ground.

'Hey, it's okay. I get it. Just relax.' Santana didn't seem very convinced but it was time to leave. When they arrived at the 'food' house, they saw a huge table. It was long and it had seats for seventeen people. Brittany and Santana greeted all the people and they sat down. Everybody was there but Sam wasn't. He was the only seat that was still empty. Santana had gripped Brittany's hand since they had arrived at the family dinner and she didn't seem to let go. Their hands rested interlinked at the table while Santana was chatting with Mike and Tina en Brittany was talking with Ryder. Kitty seemed to be whining into her mom's ear.

Ryder was telling something about the wedding when she saw him. Sam. Sam Evans. Brittany lost all concentration on Ryder's story. The only thing she could see was Sam. She was staring right into his eyes. His eyes were filled with what seemed like an apology. An apology for what he did to Brittany. In the meantime, the whole table had gone quiet. The tension could be cut with a knife, and everybody's eyes kept shifting from Sam to Brittany. Sam was the first to break the eye contact with Brittany and greeted the family. He had a faint smile on his lips, but it disappeared when he saw Brittany and Santana's interlinked hands on the table. His eyes turned sad, and Brittany almost felt sorry for him. Santana stoop up and went to greet Sam.

'Hi, I'm Santana. You're Sam, right?'

Sam's eyes went wide. 'Uhm, yes. That's me. Sam I am.'

Brittany didn't even know what to say. The tension was just too much. Santana meeting Sam was just plain awkward, and Brittany wanted to disappear into the ground. Suddenly the whole plan didn't seem so good anymore. She should have just come for the wedding and left immediately after it.

Bryan was the first one to try to break the tension and spoke: 'I guess you're right on time, Sam. Dinner's ready.'

At the same time he placed a big plate of steaks on the table that he had been baking with Kitty's father. Sam sat down as far away from Brittany as he possible could. He made a quick glance to Brittany and when they made eye contact, he looked ashamed to his plate. Good, at least he was ashamed of what he had done. The whole family was quiet and it was the most awkward dinner ever. The only sound was knifes cutting through the meat and the family eating their food. Nobody even dared to make a sound as the whole family was practically dead staring into their plates.

'Does anyone want some more meat?' Nobody even replied to Bryan. It was nine o' clock and everybody wanted desperately to leave the table. Kitty was the first one to dare to say that her and Ryder were going to bed. All of the parents followed and soon only Tina, Mike, Brittany, Santana and Sam were still sitting at the table.

Tina and Mike now didn't even dare to leave, but Sam was giving them such a death-glare that they eventually gave up too.

'Brittany, could we please talk in private?' I felt Santana tense up next to me. She didn't seem to be a fan of that plan.

'Okay.' She looked over at Santana expecting her to leave.

'Okay, but come to the room fast okay, honey? I'll be waiting for you? I've still got that surprise remember?' Santana gave her a wink.

'Yes, San, it won't take long, I promise.'

Just when Brittany thought that Santana would be leaving, Santana placed her both hands on Brittany's cheeks. She inched closer and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. A vibe of electricity ran through Santana's lips all the way until it reached Brittany's lips and her heart started beating rapidly in her chest. Santana kept her lips on Brittany's for a couple of seconds and sucked a little on Brittany's lower lip before letting go and leaving to the house. Brittany's heart on the other hand was still beating like crazy even when Santana's big, soft lips had left her own. Santana certainly was a really good kisser. Her lips were soft and plump and all that Brittany wanted was to kiss them again.

Sam was looking shyly away, like he couldn't handle seeing Brittany and Santana kiss.

'So what do you want to talk about, Sam?' Brittany was surprised at her own hostility. 'I'm so sorry, Brittany. You have to understand how sorry I am.'

'Being sorry doesn't change what you did to me, Sam.'

'I know that. I just hope you can give me another chance. I just made a mistake okay?'

'Just a mistake? Do you call leaving your fiancée alone at the altar with a fucking text saying that you're sorry and crushing the girl-you're-supposed-to-love's heart just a mistake?'

Brittany was furious. How could he just come here after three freaking months and not even give a decent explanation?

'That's not what I mean, Britt, come on. Give me a chance to explain.'

'You've had time enough to explain, Sam. But you chose to spend that time in Mexico, or wherever you were spending your time. I don't even care, Sam. Do you even understand what you did to me?' Sam tried to say yes, but Brittany interrupted him.

'No, you don't. If you did, you would have called me, or talked to me. Or at least have the decency to break my heart in person. Not over a single text. So no, at this moment I'm not interested in your apology. You will never be able to apologize for all the pain that you caused me.'

All the anger that Brittany had felt over the last few months kept rolling out of her mouth. She couldn't stop now. She did want to hear his explanation, but the way that he had called it just a mistake pissed her off.

'If you don't have anything to add, I'll be now taking off to my totally hot girlfriend that is probably waiting for me in our bed, naked.'

Brittany knew she had crossed a line. Sam's eyes went sad and she saw a little tear in his eyes. But Brittany didn't care, not now at least. She spinned around on her feet and started walking furiously to her room. She heard Sam now full on sobbing behind her, but she didn't turn around. She just kept on walking until she was at her room. But in front of the door, she cracked down and started sobbing like a little baby.