Hey everyone! Sorry if it's been awhile but as you wish, Chasing Pavements is now a multi-chaptered fic! Yay! I haven't really planned this out and am currently just making it up as I go. But I visualized this story with only 6-7 chapters, which can change though.

Anyway, LoA is still my baby. So, it's still top priority but I'll try to make this story the best that I can.

Thank you for all your wonderful reviews! Appreciate it a lot! Keep 'em coming! :)

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ENJOY!

Three years later...

"So, you have a radio interview with Ryan Seacrest later, guesting on Jimmy Kimmel tonight, then you have to report back immediately to the label tomorrow morning for a meeting about your fashion..." Sugar, Santana's agent, rambles on as she pretends to listen while looking at the big screen of her label's private jet.

It's been three years since the night Santana met Brittany. And until now, she's still hoping to see the blonde again. Yeah, it's a long shot but as she's relocating back to New York after living in Los Angeles for a year, it makes the thought of seeing her again all the more real.

After meeting Brittany that night, she went back to the apartment where her she and her ex-fiancée used to live together. Santana didn't have to say anything, she just glared at her, packed her things, and moved out of the apartment they used to share. Of course, her ex-fiancée begged for her to stay but Santana knew better. In fact, that's what she is now. Freaking better.

After packing up her stuff and giving one last death glare to her ex-fiancee, Santana knew exactly where to go. A place where no one would make her feel alone and want to kill herself out of depression. It must have been a year since the brunette moved out of the apartment she shared with her two bestfriends - well, that's what they call themselves. And when Santana arrived in their apartment at Bushwick carrying her stuff looking like a wounded puppy, Kurt and Rachel didn't have to ask or think about it twice and just hugged her tightly as they accepted her again at their place.

Since then, Santana threw herself on anything work-related and eventually working up the ranks of Holiday Records. From an unpaid intern to an associate writer and eventually being discovered by a producer for her voice from a demo she made for an artist. Everything she wrote and invested on finally worked out for the better and she had to move to Los Angeles for a year to do some work with a top notch producer and recording on her debut album with most of her written songs in it.

A week ago, Santana released her first single over the radio and it's been nothing but amazing. With critics going crazy over it and even going as far as claiming that she's the one to watch out for. That was just the first single, merely a sample of what she can do. Right now, everyone's clamoring for more. Her much anticipated album, videos, appearances, just everything. They just want more of her because as they say, she's the new Sam Smith of the music industry. Then there's an upcoming tour if everything works out fine. Life is damn good.

Well, when it comes to anything romantic or love related though, Santana changed too. From a hopeless romantic to a skeptical person terribly afraid of commitment. Yeah, she dates every now and then but nothing serious or long-term anymore. One night stands became the norm and dating was more of a side thing. And yes, the public knows about her being openly gay but she's known to be private and mysterious about it. So, maybe that added fire to people's fascination with her. Also, her friendship with Kurt and Rachel had only strengthened over the years with the three of them pursuing their respective interests but making sure that they still talk constantly and regularly. Making sure to push the other to achieve their dreams and to never give up.

Those three years did Santana a lot of good. She moved on from a failed engagement, her career's budding and she's slowly making a name for herself as an up-and-coming singer, she's getting laid regularly - a thing which she emphasizes as a good thing to her friends - and well, everything's fantastic. Santana's actually living her dream but she just can't help wonder why she sometimes still feels that there's something lacking.

"Santana, are you even listening?" Sugar huffs beside her.

"No, not really." Santana mutters under her breath.

"Well, this is very important. I'll repeat everything and this time you have to listen."

As Sugar was about to start again, a flight attendant approaches them holding a bottle.

"Hello, miss. Would you like some champagne?" She asks Santana while leering at her body.

Santana smirks and checks out those long legs before nodding. She lightly grazes Santana's hand before handing her a champagne glass.

"Let me know if you need anything else, beautiful." The flight attendant winks at Santana before making her way to the back of the plane as the brunette follows her with a stare.

"Well, thank you so much for asking me if I wanted one." Sugar exclaims sarcastically at the flight attendant's direction.

Santana laughs. "Maybe because you're not as hot as I am." Sugar swats her with a magazine on the arm as a reply. "Aw! Violent much?" Santana feigns being in pain while massaging her arm and sporting a smirk.

"Oh, please. That didn't even hurt." Sugar sneers. "Stop fooling around! From the top again, Lopez."

"Wanky." Santana quips and this time, she actually listens.

Well, not really.

They land at JFK after an hour and are now making their way out of the airport.

"Now listen, I need you to go at the label after your lunch. Alright? No excuses or I'll usher you out of that café with my bare hands." Sugar warns her.

"You know, maybe you should visit a shrink regarding your tendency of having violent thoughts." Santana jokes.

Sugar just rolls her eyes at the brunette. "Not more than 1pm, do you hear me?"

"Yeah, yeah. I heard you the first time, Motta."

Suddenly, the flight attendant from awhile ago comes up incredibly close beside her and gives her one of those smirks as she passes by which could only mean one thing.

Santana returns the smirk with one of her own and looks back at Sugar. "Why don't you go ahead?"

They stop walking and Sugar gives the girl a quick once over. "The bottle blonde looks sketchy. Use protection or something."

"Sugar! Will you just.. Please?" Santana tells her with a quick glare while making a quick glance at the flight attendant from across the floor.

"Fine. See you later. Don't forget to send Kurt and Rachel my regards. And I want some chocolate croissant if there's some." Sugar mentions nonchalantly as she hands her the keys before disappearing.

Santana looks back at the girl waiting for her and walks towards her while still wearing a smirk. The brunette is wearing a light blue dress that's perfectly cut for her body then some boots to go with it while having her hair down. The several people that checked her out and took a picture of her was enough evidence that she looked good.

"Hey, sexy." The flight attendant tells Santana who tries to stifle a laugh for hearing such a lame pick-up line.

"Hey."

"So, where are we going?" The girl grins devilishly.

"Heaven."

The flight attendant smirks and leans closer but Santana holds her back on both shoulders and chuckles.

"No, sweetie." Santana smirks before pinching the girl's chin. "Just me."

And just like that, Santana leaves her with a wink and makes her way out of the airport with a devilish grin. Flight attendants aren't really her type to start with. As Santana's nearing the exit, she sees a couple of paparazzi outside. Thankfully, the brunette carried her shades with her because as soon as the doors open, numerous flashes of light almost blinds her. Santana brushes everything off with a smile and wave as she's being ushered by security to get in the car waiting for her outside. After a moment, she drives off to the café where Rachel and Kurt are waiting for her.

"I cannot believe you're both still living in Bushwick! I mean, you're in Funny Girl and Kurt's career at Vogue is taking off. Come on!" Santana yelps. Rachel, Kurt, and her are all seated at a quaint café along the business district in the Upper East Side, just a couple of blocks away from Holiday Records.

"Hey, it's a really nice apartment and quite cheap at that." Kurt comments.

"Yes. I believe that apartment has brought us all this good luck. Kurt and I agreed that we won't move out until we've really made it." Rachel quips.

"Haven't we all, Berry?"

"Well, we're not branded as 'the next big thing' like you, Santana. Give it a year and we'll probably move out." Kurt says and Rachel nods.

"Fine. Whatever floats both of your boats." Santana declares. "So, anything new?"

They all proceed to catch up with what's new and whatnot. The three of them talked and laughed as if Santana never left New York. She missed having these two in her life like this. Santana doesn't really have that many friends to start with but what lacked in quantity, made sure to make up for the awesome quality.

As they are laughing about Rachel's recent flop in her dating life, a flash of blonde catches her attention at the other side of the café with her back towards Santana. Her heart stops for a second, not from nervousness but more of a weird relief. Santana couldn't deny that deep inside, she's hoping that it's Brittany. Except that she actually can't see her face.

"Santana, you okay?" Rachel asks her.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine. Just thought I saw someone I know." Santana waves it off.

They continue their conversation for a little while but when Santana looks back at the mystery blonde again, disappointment brushes over her. It's not Brittany. Just someone who could pass off as her twin. Santana gives out an exasperated sigh and returns her attention back to her two friends for the rest of their stay and until it's time for her to make her way to Holiday records for an early meeting with Sugar and the bosses.

Quinn's presently waiting for Brittany who's already 10 minutes late at a small café in Manhattan. So, to entertain herself, she looks around and people-watch for a while when a surge of laughter coming from the other side of the packed place catches her attention. Quinn follows the laughter to see three friends looking like they're having a grand time. She stares particularly at a Latina who looks familiar, someone she's definitely seen on television. What was the name? Samantha Lopez? Saldana Lohan? Definitely not the latter. She can't quite remember it except for the said woman's amazing voice. It's quite short-lived though because after a couple of minutes, their group left the cafe.

Quinn sighs again but not long after, her bestfriend arrives wearing simple jeans, a loose shirt, and some nice shoes to match with it.

"About damn time, Pierce!" Quinn jokes while she gets up to give Brittany a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry! I woke up late and my alarm didn't go off."

"Well, I'll let it pass this time since I missed you a lot." Quinn utters and they both chuckle. "You actually missed some kind of celebrity who left just a couple of minutes ago."

"No way!"

"Yeah. Anyway, how's your new apartment?"

Brittany sits down and turns her attention to Quinn. "Oh, it's awesome, Quinn. It's nice and really feels like home. I feel like such a grown up now. You'd have to drop by soon!"

"You don't even have to ask." Quinn says and they proceed to order food. "So, tell me, how's it like at the West End?"

The night she met Santana, Brittany went home to Quinn's place. It didn't surprise her anymore though when she saw her parents, Quinn, and her sister, Becca, who's only 3 years younger than her, waiting for her at her bestfriend's living room. That night, she didn't hesitate to cry on her father's shoulder. Brittany didn't need to explain herself to any of them anymore, they understood where she was coming from when the blonde said that she realized that she can't marry Amanda. That night, Brittany was showered with love by them, with assurance that they still love her and will always be by her side, and even a sly comment from Becca that she never really like Amanda in the first place. Of course, her ex-fiancée berated her for humiliating her and all that jazz but Brittany decided to be the better person and to just let it go.

After a week, she finally made a decision to follow her dreams. Brittany quit her boring job in advertising and started going on auditions again. Just like a sign from the Gods, a choreographer from one of her past auditions called her to ask if she'd be interested for a spot in another Beyonce tour, seeing that the blonde really stood out before. Without any hesitation or second thoughts, she said yes and packed her bags. With this, her family couldn't be any happier knowing that Brittany's finally following her dreams.

After two years of working and dancing on tours for famous artists like Beyonce, Justin Timberlake, and Katy Perry. She decided to try and go for a different route and test the waters of Broadway where she was offered to be a head choreographer for an upcoming, big musical at the West End Theatre. She had to admit that it was different. Maybe because she's in another continent but it was different in a way that the rush of dancing in front of thousands of people wasn't there. It's where Brittany discovered that she loves teaching dance. It's what she liked best about the whole experience, actually. Before, it had only been a thing she had been dying to do for quite some time but now, it's certainly a passion of hers.

The musical proved to be a mega success and Brittany received rave reviews for the dance and choreography of the play. Brittany is now in demand. It was at that moment that the blonde finally felt peace and happiness. Having people recognize her for the talent she has and everything she worked hard for and sacrificed to achieve has finally come full circle. Brittany guesses that the downside of it all was she almost never got to see her family and Quinn, but she made sure to at least talk to them whenever she had the time. Another downside, is that she never really had the time to date or have a relationship. Yeah, there were the occasional dates and some girls she met back in the UK but never really something serious.

What brought her back in New York was an offer from a label to become a head choreographer for an up and coming singer's works. Like the whole stuff. Music videos, appearances, and even a tour. The thing that made her say yes is the whopping pay she'll get. Brittany thought that with that kind of money, she could finally settle down in New York and open a dance studio where she could teach dance, something the blonde had been planning to do now for quite some time. So, for hopefully the last time, Brittany packed her bags and moved back to New York to start another chapter of her life.

One thing that excites her the most though was the chance to hopefully see Santana again. Yeah, she's not even sure if the brunette is still in New York but she's hoping big time to at least, magically bump into her or see her at some café like where she and Quinn are staying at. Brittany thought of Santana almost everyday and that fateful night they met. There's just something special about her that Brittany can't place.

"So, how's it going with the Mohawk guy?" Brittany asks after taking a sip of her coffee.

"His name's Puck, Britt. And we're still together, going strong actually."

"That's cool. I demand to meet him personally so I can grill him and bombard him with embarrassing stories about you."

"In that case, you'll never meet him." Quinn says with a wink. "How about you? Gonna find that beautiful girl you met three years ago?"

Brittany thinks about it for a moment. "I don't know, Q. I'll let fate decide on that."

Quinn just nods. "Well, you'll never know. Maybe she's just around the corner. Or a couple of blocks. Hell, maybe you'll meet her today."

Their conversation continued for another half hour before Brittany checked on her watch to see that it's time for her to get going or she'll be late for a meeting the label set up. They say their goodbyes and promised to see each other within the week again before they separated ways. Brittany walked for a couple of blocks until she reached Holiday records. She enters the building and is greeted by the receptionist, eventually being directed to a room a few levels up.

Upon entering the meeting room, Brittany is greeted by a couple of executives. She notices that the singer in question isn't there yet, so they waited for a couple of minutes until two women arrive and she couldn't be anymore surprised.

"Santana?" Brittany blurts out in shock upon seeing the brunette.

"Brittany." Santana replies back wearing the same surprised expression as the blonde.

"How about that, fellas? Our two talents know each other. Good sign." Holly Holiday, owner of Holiday Records, exclaims.

Out of all the places they'd meet again, it would miraculously turn out to be the first day they're back in New York. At the label where they'll start working together. Maybe it's the universe trying to tell them something.

"So, let's talk business." Holly grins. "As you all know, the best next thing in the music industry is Santana Lopez, so we're gonna do everything we can to expose her talents and make her a household name. And how do we do that? We'll push for appearances, hire the best directors for her music videos, and as soon as her album reaches double platinum or higher, a tour will definitely be done if everything pans out. Right now, we're getting amazing reviews on her first single over the radio. Since the album will finally be released by the end of the week, I want a music video to go along with it. Plus tons of appearances for Santana the day after her album hits itunes, the stands, and everywhere else." Holly adds.

Right now, Brittany is still in shock. No one told her that Santana would be the up and coming singer they were talking about back then.

"Brittany Pierce." Holly gestures to Brittany for everyone to see. "Will be the head choreographer for everything Santana related. Tours, appearances, videos, and the works. I'm telling the both of you now that you two will work very closely together. So, I suggest you girls get comfy because it's gonna be a long and crazy ride."

Now, it's Santana's turn to be surprised. She didn't freaking know. Maybe she should have listened to Sugar's ranting awhile ago a little more carefully.

After everyone is dismissed, both women are still pretty shocked at the fast turn of events that transpired awhile ago. So, as they go out the door, Santana didn't hesitate to approach the blonde anymore.

"Hey, Brittany." The brunette blurts out nervously.

Brittany looks back at her with a shy smile. "Hey. Uh.. That was surprising, huh?"

"Yeah." Santana smiles back before clearing her throat. "It's so nice to see you again."

"Likewise." Brittany replies. "I never thought I'd see you again."

"Me too. I just came back from LA today, actually."

"Really? How about that? I just got in from London last night." Brittany quips.

"How have yo-" Santana's cut short by Sugar who is calling for her from a few feet away. "Just a second!" Santana yells back.

"So, as I was saying, how have you been? Three years is kinda long. I-I mean, I haven't seen you since that night. But who's counting anyway?" The brunette awkwardly rambles and mentally slaps herself for being too obvious.

"I've been great, actually." Brittany chuckles. "How about you? I see that you're quite famous now."

"Not yet." Santana smirks. "And I've been great too."

They share a moment. With no one speaking, just looking at the other in a comfortable silence while smiling. That kind of smile where you can see genuine relief and happiness. Maybe it's because after three long years, they've finally found each other again.

"Santana! Let's get going!" Sugar yells from the other side of the room.

The brunette rolls her eyes. "I'm coming!" She shouts before turning her attention back to Brittany. "Listen, I would really love to talk some more but my agent's really riding me up right now with my schedule. So, I guess I'll see you around?"

Brittany nods and forces a smile, disappointed that she won't get a hold of Santana for a little while to talk some more. She sighs and watches as the brunette walks away from her, even thinking that it's strikingly similar with the way she walked away from Santana before. Brittany doesn't want to wait another three years again for another chance.

"Santana, wait!"

The brunette stops in her tracks and looks back at the dancer with a confused expression. "Brittany, is something wrong?"

"Not at all." Brittany grins at this because if she's going to be really honest, she would really love to hear and know everything that went on with Santana for the past few years and more. "I was just wondering if you'd like to have dinner or coffee some time? You know, to catch up?"

Santana gives out one of the most beautiful smiles Brittany has ever seen. It was so beautiful that Brittany didn't even hear what the brunette said.

"W-what was that?" The blonde mutters.

"I said, I would love to." Santana replies with a small laugh.

"G-great." Brittany says with an awkward smile. "I'll just call or text you later. That is, if you'd give me your number. It's kinda top secret stuff now, isn't it?"

Santana laughs at her remark "Not for you." She adds as they begin to exchange numbers.

"Lopez, stop flirting already!"

Santana sighs exasperatedly. "I said I'm coming, goddamn it!" She yells back and Brittany chuckles.

"So, I really have to get going now."

"Yeah, I got that part." Brittany exclaims. "Goodbye, Santana." The blonde smiles for one last time and moves to turn her back on Santana as she starts to walk away with a dopey grin.

"Wait." Santana calls out and Brittany immediately looks back and sees her sporting a serious expression.

The blonde's grin instantly disappears. "Something wrong?"

"Don't say goodbye. I don't like that word."

"Oh. Alright then." Brittany utters, a bit confused. "Uhmm.. How about 'see you later'?"

"Much better." Santana says with the same stunning smile from awhile ago that makes Brittany's mind short-circuit for a second. "So, I'll see you later?"

"W-What was that?"

"I said, I can't wait to see you again." Santana sneaks a wink towards Brittany's way that didn't go unnoticed by the blonde.

"Yes. Definitely. Uh.. I-I mean, see you later."

Thoughts?