Naya took Heather's hand as she burst to tears. "Oh my god, Hemo, oh gosh…" Naya's tears mixed with Heather's as the blonde hugged Naya's neck and cried.

"I know, I can't believe it, Naya…" Heather said, her mouth choking on her tears. Naya just nodded and cradled the blonde's head as both women made their way back to the trailer. Heather waved a good bye to Sue as they got into the van.

They settled in silence and Naya was busy pouring a glass of champagne. She handed one paper cup for Heather.

"Thanks." Heather smiled at her.

"You know, this is so…overwhelming."

"I know honey, I thought…" Naya trailed off. "But, you're here…good and well."

"I want to thank you, Naya. For being there, for being the best there is," Heather's eyes welled up in tears.

It was too much for Naya. Her tears did not take effort, they just fell on their own.

"Nay…are you going to cry?" Heather sounded scared.

"No," Naya shook her head. "I'm just happy."

If only you knew how happy I am, Heather.

"Me, too. It's nice to feel that I get to have a fresh start with my life. And I love you for helping me out of the mess I was in, Naya," Heather stood up, whilst putting her own paper cup of champagne on Naya's built-in coffee table. She then pulled Naya in for a hug. "I love you so much, Naya. You have done so much, how could I ever repay you?"

"Well, since we are talking about that…" Naya looked at her best friend.

Be my girlfriend.

Instead, Naya threw a smile at Heather. "Want to go to Puerto Rico?"

"Huh? Why? Do you have to tape there?"

"No! Am I that workaholic type of friend to you?" Naya gave out a smirk.

"Well, lately, you have been. You work your butt off in this industry and you work your damned butt in taking care of me, isn't that much of work that requires half of the city to do?" Heather joked.

"So, wanna come with me?"

"Of course, I'd love to, Naya. Are you sure it will be okay?"

"Of course. Would I ask you if it wasn't?" Naya grumbled, but the blonde had pulled her already for another hug. Naya let out a grunt.

"Come on, I'm having another take and then we can come home," Naya laughed.

Heather sat quietly behind the cameramen as Naya did her taping. It wasn't a long one, just a conversation between her and Zendaya Coleman, who played as Naya's younger sister. The blonde sat there, wondering how lucky she was in life because she had Naya as her friend. Suddenly a part of her just shouted something so indistinct and distant and she looked over at Naya, who was lecturing Zendaya as the last take of their scene. Heather stared at the Puerto Rican beauty as she moved with force across the studio.

Finally, Ryan, who was directing the movie yelled cut and told them they can leave. Naya took her bag from a folding chair and approached Heather.

"Ready to go home?" She said, smiling to the blonde.

Heather replied with a nod an all-teeth smile. Heather then stood up and looped her arms around Naya's arm. This hand did not escape Naya's keen eye.

Heather was not wearing her wedding ring.

Oh God, please tell me I'm not imagining this. Please tell me she had moved on and got over Taylor.

They got inside Naya's car and left the complex. They drove for fifteen minutes in utter silence. However, Naya's curiosity got the best of her.

"Hey, Hemo," Naya stared at the blonde, who was sitting on the passenger's side.

"Yes?"

"Are you happy? With all this?"

"Yes, I mean, losing Taylor isn't that painful. But, every time I think about her, Nay…" Heather's eyes started to film with tears, and Naya instantly rubbed the back of Heather's palm, which was returned by Heather with a squeeze.

"You know, I had the same questions once. Back in the first months that you were in the hospital, I cursed everything and all for the accident," Naya said, throwing Heather a loving look. She continued.

"But what happened to you changed me. I gave up smoking and I drink minimally. I forgot abut night life and I get to pray for someone else when in fact I don't believe in prayers before. I got to care for someone who really means to me. I was very irresponsible before and I further realized that life works that way. That you only get to live once. It throws shit at your face but then again, no matter how hard the fucking ride can be, it ends up with an okay. It might not be perfect, but it's just so right, Hemo. You've got to trust me in there," Naya squeezed her best friend's hand.

"Thank you, Naya." Heather said softly.

"Ha-ha…wait till we get home. I've got a surprise for you," Naya tried to shift into a lighter topic. She's not some emo lady that's just going to let other see through her that easy. Naya Rivera is never like that. Well, unless it's Heather Morris.

They arrived at Naya's house and the Latina pulled up on the driveway. The house was dark, and Naya gave Heather the keys so she can open it before Naya could get to the house.

"Nay…get that butt as fast as possible!" Heather turned the door's knob.

A thousand lights blinked and all the lights went on and the living room sprang on full colour. The shades were whimsically designed and everyone was there. There was Kevin, Mark, Jenna, Harry, Chord, Lea, Dianna, Amber, Cris, Darren, Grant, Cory, and Chord. Everyone was there.

Cory raised his hand over his head. It was comical and Naya might've laughed out loud but Heather was in tears. Joyful tears. Heather's mind was a tumble.

God, she had missed them all!

Naya was leaning on the doorframe and just smiled as Heather looked at her. Sue Sylvester was there, sitting on a side chair. Smiles and cheers were passed around the room throughout the night. And laughter was everywhere especially when they all got Sam and Mark into marshmallow-eating contest.

Everyone told their stories for the past six months. Some were sad that they made Heather cry. Others made her laugh, especially Mark's stories. But, her heart had swelled when some tell Naya's story during the past six months.

God, please don't ever take me away from Nay. Please…I need her so much.

She looked at Naya, who was intently staring at her. The Latina's eyes were the darkest shade of brown Heather had ever seen. But, there was something else she saw in there. They were full of affection and love that it scared Heather.

Or was it what she wanted to see in her best friend's eyes?

Sue was the one who left the party. Mark left, telling everyone that he is having a conference with his affiliates in the morning. Chord too left early, dragging a drunk and snoring Grant. Amber and Harry left together, then Jenna and Kevin. It was way past midnight and Lea was already drooling on Naya's couch and Dianna was speaking on a slurred manner.

"I'm really glad that you came back to us, Hemo," Dianna was getting very tipsy.

"You guys should really sleep here," Naya grunted and started to pick up the messy popcorn boxes and paper cups. Heather was up on her feet to help the Latina. Heather took the cups to the kitchen.

"I see you get along very well. Are you on the same be-"

Naya swatted Dianna before she could even finish. She was only thankful that Heather was an earshot away. She saw Dianna slump beside Lea and curl up into the smaller girl. After cleaning the living room, Naya started to wake Lea up and drag her towards the guest room. She tried to wake Dianna up, but the girl was being very difficult.

"Come on, let me help you," Heather took Dianna's other side and carried the smaller blonde on her shoulders, Naya tried to help Heather too, but Heather was too strong to be helped.

Dianna and Lea left earlier in the morning, after crashing into breakfast and devouring Heather's omelettes. Naya's coffee was drained too, however, it made Naya and Heather happy. Especially Naya, who looked a lot happier since Heather had woken up from the coma.

Naya booked a flight to Puerto Rico and talked about it over dinner.

"So, I was thinking of…anything. We could stay at my house, it's by the beach," Naya forked a broccoli.

"Wow, I can't wait. Naya, it's been a very long time since I felt like this."

"Yeah, me too. I think I need this vacation." Truth is, Ryan was the one who talked her into having a vacation. And everybody had agreed because they all thought that Naya had overworked herself.

"I know. You do. Umm, Naynay…" Heather hesitated.

"What?"

"Can I sleep beside you tonight? Just like the old times."

Just like the old times.

That night, Naya and Heather slept side by side. It was a peaceful, dreamless sleep for Naya. And the warmth that she had loved ever since the moment she had met Heather almost four years ago.

The sun kissed Naya's cheeks and she rolled onto someone. It was Heather, snoring so softly that it felt as if it was the most beautiful thing she had ever heard. She rose up and took herself to the kitchen and obliged to make breakfast. She made Heather's favourite set of bacons and nudged the sleeping blonde.

"Hey Hemo…wake up. Breakfast is ready. Do you want me to carry it up for you?"

"Naayaaa," Heather swatted across the air as she groaned.

"Wake up, so we can pack. We're leaving today."

Heather pouted and took a pillow and covered it across her face. Naya then realized she had to do something more than that. She ran her fingers across Heather's side, tickling her.

"Naynay…" Heather giggled as she was sent to wakefulness and she walked towards the bathroom. The gushing of water was heard and Heather came out with a towel in her hand.

"Come to breakfast?"

Heather grinned, and in all teeth, she headed for the kitchen. Naya just followed and smiled at the energetic blonde dig in.

Life seemed very normal. This is just what I wanted, normal. Except the fact that Hemo's not yet her girl.

They packed up after breakfast and left for Puerto Rico that afternoon. The two women lined up into the foyer and they sat on the private plane that Ryan had provided them. Naya looked at the afternoon sun as she felt Heather cuddle into her.

"Nay?" Heather's voice was small and muffled.

"Yes?"

"I've got to tell you something…"

"What is it?"

"when we get to Puerto Rico…" Heather entwined her fingers around the Latina's and drifted off to sleep. Naya was pretty much intrigued at what Heather might say.

I have something to tell you, too. I've wanted to tell you this for so long Heather.