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CHAPTER 2:
Santana stood frozen to the spot before her brain finally clicked into gear and she raced down the stairs and through the students towards the stage. Brittany had a beaming smile on her face and couldn't stop looking into Santana's eyes. Santana flung herself at her lover and hugged her like it her life depended on it.
"Are you real?" whispered Santana, while burying her face into the crook of Brittany's neck.
"Yeah baby, I'm real," replied the blonde with a giggle, "God I've missed you so much San." She placed a sweet, gentle, meaningful kiss on her girlfriend's lips as she saw a tear roll down Santana's cheek.
The whole of the school gathered within the gym had stood to applaud the returning soldier and reunited couple. There were 'whoops' and wolf whistles echoing around the gym. Santana pulled back a little, "What happened? Why are you on crutches?" asked Santana.
"Ah, that's no biggy, I'll tell you later. This is for you," Brittany handed Santana the daffodil she was holding.
"It's beautiful, thank you," sniffled Santana. By now the tears were flowing freely down the latino's face.
"Just like you," whispered Brittany, "I love you so much!" She pulled Santana into her, giving her a kiss on the top of her head to reassure her. From the corner of her eye she saw Quinn and Puck making their way over to them both. Brittany slowly pulled away from her girlfriend and turned towards Quinn and Puck, giving them both a hug as they eventually reached her.
"Good to see you blondie," smiled Puck.
"I'm so glad your home safe, this one has been a nightmare to look after while you've been gone," said Quinn as she playfully poked Santana.
"Thanks guys, it's great to be home."
While all this was taking place, Figgins had declared that school was over for the day and dismissed the massed student body. Most of them decided to hang around to see what happened between the reunited couple.
The four friends slowly made their way off the stage and towards one of the exits, to head out to the car-park. Brittany hobbled along on her crutches, careful to keep the weight off of her left leg. Once outside they all made their way to Santana's Range rover. Puck opened the passenger side door for Brittany to climb in. She handed her crutches to Puck for a second and did what looked like a little jig to get into the car. Puck placed the crutches into the back and then came back to give Brittany another hug.
"I'll see you this weekend, remember the welcome back bbq."
"Sure thing Puckerman, can't wait."
"Hey San, have fun tonight," Puck said with a sly grin on his face and giving them both a cheeky wink.
"You don't change," hissed Quinn, giving him a playful push out of the way, "See you later girls. Don't do anything I wouldn't."
And with that Santana jump into the driver's seat and started the engine.
"See you later guys," bellowed Santana, while Brittany was trying desperately to hang out the window and wave goodbye.
The drive home was spent with Brittany staring at Santana, with a tight grip on her hand. Being away for so long made her want to be in contact with her girlfriend even more. The car pulled up to a red light, and Santana turned towards Brittany and gently lent over the centre console to kiss her. It started off tender and sweet and as the brunette felt Brittany respond she began to deepen the kiss, they were about to get completely lost in each other when they heard a honk from the car behind. The smirked at each other and Santana pulled away to continue the drive home.
It was another 10 minutes of general chit-chat and loving glances until Santana parked the car in the driveway. There house was a modest little 3 bedroom, with a tiny front lawn next to the driveway. "I'll grab you bag from the back."
"Thanks San." Brittany grabbed her crutches and tried as best she could to graciously get out of the car. She hobbled her way up the front path and turned to see Santana just locking the car and making her way towards her. Brittany couldn't help but smile at how lucky she was. Santana caught her staring again, "You gonna be doing that a lot Britt? I might start to think there is something wrong with me."
"Yeah I think I will baby, I've missed you so much and I just want to look at you forever. You're perfect."
Santana opened the front door, dropped the bags in the front porch and turned to see Brittany stepping over the door-step. "This feels good," whispered Brittany.
"What does sweetie?"
"Ah, nothing baby, just talking to myself."
"So are you gonna tell me what happened to you now, and why you're on crutches?"
"Not yet San, we've got some catching up to do first." Brittany let her crutches dropped to the floor and limped over to where Santana was stood. She slide her arms around her waist and began to gently kiss the latino's neck.
"Don't think you're getting out of it by doing that Brittany S. Pierce, I want to know what happened! Why didn't anybody call and tell me you were injured?" said Santana, worry laced in her voice.
Brittany leaned back and looked at Santana, "I'll tell you everything San, I promise. Just when we've caught up," replied Brittany with a mischievous grin. The blonde slowly leaned in closer to Santana and felt Santana slowly give into her and their bodies melted into each other. Brittany crashed her lips onto Santana's, "I hate it when you grin at me like that, makes me do anything for you," said Santana between kisses.