All I can say about this chapter is to not hate me. :). Thank you to all my readers and reviewers, and special thanks to Lauren. You gave me an idea, and well, I ran with it. Enjoy :).

Santana had dreaded this day since she met Brittany. She knew it would come, but didn't expect it to come so soon. She was going to really miss the bubbly blonde, and to be honest, that fact terrified her.

Throughout her life, she went through relationships without feeling anything. She never had a strong emotional connection with anyone. And now suddenly, she meets Brittany and it's like she had never been alive before. When she woke up to Brittany two days ago, she knew she had to do something. She made sure they spent the rest of their vacation together, and she wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

And now that she was waiting in her car for Brittany, she realized that this goodbye was the only goodbye that would be hard for her. She wished she hadn't fallen for the other girl so hard, or so quickly. It would've made more sense, people only fell in love this fast in movies, or so she had thought beforehand.

"Hey." Brittany breathed as she got in the car. Santana smiled at the out of breath girl.

"Ready?" Santana asked. She wasn't ready herself, but she had to go home. Brittany nodded and looked out her window as they drove to the airport. She wasn't ready to leave, yeah it had only been two weeks, but it had been the best two weeks of her life.

She took the Latina's free hand and intertwined their fingers, and rubbed her thumb across her hand. They had both agreed on doing long distance for a few months, or until Santana could get a job in the city. She hated that for god knows how long, she wouldn't even be able to hold her hand.

Santana looked over at the blonde when she stopped rubbing her hand, she had fallen asleep. Santana smiled at how adorable she looked while she slept, hell, Brittany was adorable all the time. She sighed at how in a few hours, both girls would be going separate ways. What if the blonde forgot about her? What if all this was to Brittany was a fling? Santana realized how little she really knew about the blonde and how little the blonde knew about her. How would this even work?

When they arrived at the airport, they quickly found out they wouldn't be anywhere near each other. Their gates were at different ends of the airport. After going through security, they stopped walking and got ready to say goodbye.

"Britt, don't cry." Santana whispered pulling the blonde close and wiping the tears from her eyes.

"But you're going to forget about me. You think I haven't paid attention to your stories but I have. You said you've never been in a serious relationship. And I know why! You never care enough to stick around and let it get serious, or you get to scared and you leave, like you did when we almost kissed that first time. I know you just said those things to make me feel better, but I'm not stupid." Brittany huffed.

"Brittany, I'm not promising to be the best at this. I'm not promising I'm not going to close up and push you away, because I will. That's who I am. But I can promise that I will try. And I will try my god damn hardest because believe me or not, you're special to me." Santana said and Brittany pulled away from the embrace.

"What's gonna happen when a girl comes on to you? What's gonna happen when you're lonely one night? I can't handle being cheated on."

"Honestly?" Santana asked and Brittany nodded.

"Other girls, they're nothing compared to you. What I've felt in the past two weeks is more than I've ever felt in my entire life. You do that. Not them. Girls can come on to me, but I will turn them down." Santana said pulling Brittany back into her arms. Brittany whispered an apology and Santana kissed her. They stood in each other's arms for another twenty minutes until Santana had to get on her plane.

"Call me when you land?" Santana asked and Brittany nodded and they kissed one more time putting all the passion that they could into it before heading their separate way

Once on the plane, Santana let her tears fall. She put her face in her hands and cried. She knew it wasn't going to be easy with Brittany, but knowing the blonde didn't trust her hurt more than she had thought it would. She hated crying, but she couldn't stop. She wished she didn't have to leave the other girl, that or she never fell for her.

It was horrible to think that, especially since Brittany made her so happy. But they had only known each other for two weeks, it wasn't right for her to feel like this. She missed being numb in her relationships. She would rather be numb, than feel as bad as she did right now.

The plane started and she looked out the window, the tears drying up. She smiled to herself, she remembered Brittany saying she liked looking at the clouds and that it was the best part of flying. If she could just look at the brighter sides of things, she would be okay. She just needed to be less negative.

When Santana landed, she got her luggage and decided to go home instead of to Noah's. She was tired and just wanted to talk to Brittany. On her way home, she called Noah to tell him she wasn't coming over, but that she would see him tomorrow. She didn't even want to do that, she just wanted her space.

Santana smiled as she walked through her door and set her keys on the table. She left her luggage in the living room and went to her bed. The only thing she missed while on vacation was her bed. She looked at her phone and frowned. 'Brittany should have called by now.' She thought but shrugged. She would call when she got off the plane.

She turned on the news to see what she had missed while she was gone and the second it came on, her jaw dropped.

"A plane that was supposed to land in New York today crashed while landing. Currently, there are no survivors, but reporters are standing by." The news anchor said. Santana scrambled to call Brittany.

"Please pick up…" she whispered into the phone. Tears ran down her face when the phone sent her to voicemail. She tried two more times before she broke down more.

"God, please don't take her away. I know what we do is against you, but she's a good person. I promise if you save her I'll do anything you want. I'll be nicer, and I'll do anything you want…God please…"