A/N: I am really sorry for not updating sooner. I've been moving and things plus I had a little writer's block. This may feel like a filler chapter because we'll it kind of is, but that's only because I've felt really bad for not updating and I needed to move this story along. I have some plans for the future of this story that will include the other characters since I realized some favorites haven't even made an appearance.

Anyways, thanks to everyone for your lovely reviews. I always enjoy reading them. Here's the next chapter. ENJOY

Chapter 16

Brittany's POV

I'm driving the first part of the trip. Santana is passed out in the backseat with her headphones in her ears. She really isn't a morning person.

"How are you doing baby sis?" Emily asks.

"I'm good," I say smiling towards her.

"Okay your other half is passed out in the back. Now seriously how are you?" she asks again wanting a real, full answer.

I let out a deep sigh. "I'm really nervous. I mean mom has said not to think about it now, but I can't stop thinking how are we going to pay for college especially if I get into Juilliard? My grades are fantastic this year, but they haven't been able to pull up my previous years."

"Worry about the audition now. Worry about the money when it comes to it. Take small steps. I know I shouldn't say this, but don't worry about your future right now."

"How can I not? I graduate in about two months. My future is beginning to come forth faster than I think I'm ready for it." Santana doesn't know any of these worries. I haven't told her about the money issue or that I'm not sure how I'm paying for college. I mean the full ride to UCLA is the smart choice as far as money goes, but Juilliard is my dream.

"Over the next few days don't worry about it. I want you to worry about impressing those judges with your god given dancing talent," Emily says.

I really have missed my sister. She's eighteen months older than me, so we're really close. We tell each other everything. She's the first person to know that I loved Santana. When I told her I was in tears, she held me and told me everything was going to be okay.

"Okay I'll listen to you," I say smiling.

"Good you should, I've never steered you wrong," Emily says giving a small nudge to my shoulder.

"Soooo, how's the new boyfriend?" I ask. Emily recently found the "love of her life." She has said that about the last two guys she's dated.

"Justin is great. It's different than my past relationships. We're taking things slow."

"Wait you haven't slept with him?" I ask shocked. This is new.

"No we haven't. He's a little old fashion. He wants to date more and maybe be in love before we take the next step. Honestly, I like it. We're discovering each other so it's nice," Emily says and I can tell it's different with this guy just by how she talks about him.

She spends the next hour talking about Justin and school. The new classes she's taking and the new types of people she meets is all so interesting that it makes me excited for college. Emily's major is architecture; our dad was an architect. She has always been smart like him.

"Do you think about dad a lot?" I ask randomly.

"From time to time. I think about how he really would have liked Justin and how proud he would be of us," Emily says with some sadness in her voice. I know we both would've wanted our dad to walk us down the isle on our wedding day and when she mentions dad liking Justin I can see the sadness on her face.

I look in the rearview mirror at my girl sleeping peacefully. I smile happily to myself. "I think he would've liked Santana."

"Except for the hurt she caused you," I give Emily a look, "but he would've loved to know how much she's willing to protect you and love you. So things are going strong between you two?"

"Em, we talked last week and when you asked that same question my answer is still going to be the same as it was last week. Yes, we're very strong and I'm incredibly happy," I say smiling at my sister's concern. She only questions because she cares.

We continue driving. I drive for about four hours before I start getting hungry. San is still passed out in the back. Damn my girl can sleep. I pull off an exit to a McDonalds just to grab something quick. It's about ten in the morning and we still have six hours to go. Emily goes inside while I attempt to wake up Santana. I pull her headphones out of her ears.

"Hey baby," I softly whisper.

She groans in response. She's adorable when she's just waking up from a long sleep. "Come on baby I know you're hungry."

"Food?" she mumbles.

"Yeah just a little McDonalds." Santana's eyes begin to flutter as she stirs from her slumber. I link my arm with hers once she's out of the car and drag her towards the entrance. We get our food and get back into the car this time Em's driving and I'm in the passenger's seat. My baby goes right back to sleep once she inhales her bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit.

"God she can sleep," Emily jokes.

"Yeah. She's been tired lately. There are a few classes she has borderline A's and she has been staying up late studying. Plus she has been coming over late at night to have dinner with me in between my rehearsing otherwise we'd never see each other except at school."

"That's sweet."

"Okay well I'm going to climb into the back and get some sleep," I say while unbuckling my seatbelt. I gracefully get into the backseat.

"I see you've had a lot of practice getting into the backseat," Emily points out. I just flick her off. When I get into the back I nudge San a little to get her to move her head. As if she knows what I'm trying to do she lifts her body up allowing me to lie down and her to lie on top of me. Instantly, she's back to sleep and I chuckle a little at her cuteness. Once I'm settle in sleep overtakes my body.

Santana's POV

Okay how did Brittany end up under me in the backseat? I swear she was sitting in the front when we got back into the car. I mean don't get me wrong I am not complaining, just a little confused. I snuggle a little more into her and I instantly feel her grip tighten around my body. After minutes, though, that grip loosens and I can tell she's into a deep sleep. I take off my headphones and sit up out of Brit's arms, as much as that pains me. I stretch a little.

"Oh my God it's awake," Emily jokes. I flick her off. "Why does everyone keep doing that?"

"Probably because you're a smart ass," I retort as I climb my way into the front seat without a problem.

"Jesus I think you and my sister need some time apart. You both are way too good at getting into the front and backseat," Emily says.

"What can I say? We've had a lot of practice," I say with a smirk on my face.

"Okay so did not need that mental image," Emily says as she shudders trying to shake out the mental image that just popped into her head.

"Are you tired? Do you want me to drive?" I offer.

"No. We're only four hours away. I'm good now," Emily says. Crap I slept for a really long time. If I didn't have so much work that was due today that I had to make up I wouldn't be this tired. I made sure to have all my assignments turned in before leaving. It was part of the agreement my parents made me so I could go to New York. All assignments, quizzes, and tests had to be made up before leaving. I had 4 fucking quizzes, 2 huge tests, and at least 2 assignments due in every class. Most of those assignments were three page papers I had to write. So to say I have barely gotten any sleep in the last week is an understatement.

"How have you been Santana?" Emily asks pulling me away from my thoughts.

"Not bad just really busy. How about you? How's college?" I ask. I've known Emily as long as I've known Brittany. She's kind of like a big sister to me too. Sure we don't talk as much, but when we do talk it's sisterly talk.

"It's going really well. I made Dean's List last semester and probably will next semester," Emily gloats, but not the smug kind of gloating. Emily works really hard for everything she has. She was valedictorian of her high school class and got a full academic ride to college.

"That's great Em. You've really earned it," I say.

"So where are you looking at going to school?

"I really want to go to Columbia," I answer truthfully. I've always wanted to go there, but I haven't completely accepted because of Brittany. Even though I told Brittany I wouldn't, I'm waiting on this audition. As long as I'm close to her I'll be happy anywhere.

"Did you get accepted?"

"Yeah."

"San, that's awesome. You should totally go it's such a good school. I almost went there, but they didn't offer enough money," Emily says. Money is a huge issue in their family with a single mom. Brittany hasn't said anything, but I know she's worried how she's going to be able to afford Juilliard.

"Yeah, they offered me a partial scholarship. I applied for another and if I get it I won't have to take out student loans."

"Have you let them know you're attending?"

"Not really," I mumble out.

I thought she didn't hear me, but she did. "You're waiting on Brit." It wasn't a question, but a very true statement. I just nod my head.

"You know she doesn't want that," Emily says.

"I know. Listen I've sent a deposit check to both UCLA and Columbia. UCLA is her back up plan so if Juilliard doesn't pan out then we'll go to UCLA. I'll be happy anywhere with her," I say with such conviction I think I scared Emily a little.

"Well here I was going to give you the 'don't hurt my sister or I'll cut you' speech, but after that I guess I really can't," Emily says smiling at me.

"Listen I told you months ago that I would never hurt her again and I'll forever keep that promise," I say. See when Britts and I got back together Emily called me one night and gave me a little heart to heart. Pretty much that heart to heart was 'break her heart I'll break your neck.' I promised Em that I would never hurt her like I did last year. It hurt me too much and I can never go through that pain again.

Emily and I spend the next few hours casually talking and listening to music. As I see the New York City skyline I decide that it's a good time to wake Brittany up. I climb easily into the backseat.

"Oh god you're going to be all cute waking her up aren't you?" Emily asks with dread and humor in her voice.

"Oh yeah!"

I lay back down on my girl and nuzzle my nose into her neck. When I nudge her and she doesn't wake I start placing kisses on her neck and move up her jaw line.

"Hey baby, wake up we're here," I whisper into her ear. She groans a little causing me to giggle.

"Did you just giggle?" Emily asks.

"Keep driving and allow me to wake up my girl like I love to," I say.

"Hey Brit, we're in New York," I whisper once again and kiss her neck. Britt's eyes begin to flutter open and she opens her eyes slowly. When she sees me she smiles at me and I smile back to her.

"Hi," she says.

"Hey," I whisper and then lean up to kiss her on the lips. It's a nice, sweet kiss.

"Okay seriously you can't do this the whole weekend. I might throw up from all the cuteness," Emily interrupts our moment.

"Shut up, Em. I know for a fact how you act around you're boyfriend. I've witnessed your cuteness," Brittany says sitting up.

She takes a look outside and her face begins to light up realizing that we're finally here.

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