A/N: mistakes are my own... enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or the song

For the first time by The Script (Requested by Manuprs)

I was an idiot. An absolute idiot. I had stayed at the office a lot longer than I had planned. Totally forgetting what time it had become. Work was beginning to take over my life. I never wanted it to, but I was a successful lawyer and long days and nights were parts of that. It came at a price.

One that had me sleeping on the couch the past couple of nights. Okay it's been more like a week.

I'd come home to our apartment with her already in our bedroom and the door closed with all the lights off. We hardly talked anymore. I found myself spending more time at the bar close to our place right after work than actually going home to her.

"What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be home?" My assistant poked her head into my office.

"I'm just finishing up this case file." I waved it slightly.

She frowned. "But I thought it was your anniversary?"

"That's the 13th."

"But it is the 13th." She said slowly.

"What?!" I quickly looked at the calendar and noticed the huge heart drawn on today's date. "Oh fuck…" I stood up and started shoving stuff into my briefcase and my laptop into its bag. She was going to kill me…I wouldn't be surprised if she divorced. I was being a horrible wife.

"Don't forget your gift."

"Right!" I turned back pulling out an envelope from my desk and secured it in my briefcase.

She smiled at me sweetly as I passed by her. "Have fun!"

"Thanks." I mumbled. Hell I just hoped the locks weren't changed when I got home. I wouldn't be surprised.

I made two quick pit stops on my way home. I was already late a few more minutes wouldn't make a difference. I pulled into the parking garage and into my spot. It was hard to juggle everything in my arms as I got into the elevator and used my pinky to put in my four digit code allowing me access to the thirteenth floor. I shifted things around in my arms to unlock the front door.

When I walked in, everything was pitch black, no light on insight. I set down the bottle of wine and pizza on the kitchen island before setting my bags down on the table and hung my coat up on its hook. "Britt?" I called out in hopes of a reply as I took off my heels, but there was none.

I dug the envelope out from my briefcase and shoved it into the back of my skirt. I uncorked the wine and grabbed two wine glasses I started making my way through our apartment towards the bedroom. The lights were off there too.

Her body was curled into a tight ball, back to the door. I heard soft sniffling so she was still awake. I felt horrible. She cried a lot; I often heard her at night while I was out on the couch trying to sleep. I was a horrible wife who focused more on my high profile job than our relationship.

"Britt…" I whispered slowly approaching the bed. There was another aching sob that she tried to muffle with her pillow.

My heart sunk hearing it. I set down everything onto the nightstand then slowly crawled onto the bed. "Babe." I ran my hand up over her hip.

She flinched away. "Don't touch me." She mumbled angrily. I frowned and removed my hand. "You forgot."

"I'm soooo sorry." I sat there staring at the back of her head.

She sniffled. "You always say that." It was true I had been saying that a lot lately. "Do-" She took in a shaky breath. "Do you not love me anymore?"

My eyes began to well with tears. "Oh babe." I quickly wrapped an arm around her waist hugging her from behind. "I love you more than anything."

"Then why are we always arguing, you never spend time with me anymore, and then you forgot our anniversary San. You forgot."

She sobbed again and I pushed myself up to hover over her. "I love you so very much and I'm sorry for being a horrible horrible wife." I leaned down and began peppering her face with kisses.

"I just – I miss you so much." She sniffled.

I turned her over onto her back and stared down into her eyes. They were all red and puffy yet she still looked so incredibly beautiful. I wiped away her tears with my thumb before leaning down giving her a soft kiss. I continued to move my lips against hers until she finally started kissing me back.

There was no tongue, just our lips moving slowly together. I poured all my love that I had for her into that one kiss, but I finally had to pull back to breathe. "Brittany I love you so much."

"I love you too." She finally said softly.

I pressed my lips into hers once again. "Happy three year honey." I mumbled against her lips.

"Happy three year." She mimicked back.

We both smiled softly, this was a start, a small start but one nonetheless. "I got you something." I pulled out the small envelope lifting it up for her to see.

Her eyebrows knitted before slowly taking it from my fingers. "What is it?"

"Open it."

She opened it slowly pulling out the two pieces of paper. Her eyes widened reading the contents. "Rome?"

I nodded. "For two weeks. Just the two of us spending time together enjoying Italy. We deserve it."

"But we both have work."

"I talked to your boss and got you time off. I took time off as well after this case." I explained to her.

A large smile spread across her lips. "Really?"

"Really."

She let out a slight squeal before leaning up kissing me firmly on the lips. "Thank you."

"Anything for you Brittany, you know that." I smiled into the kiss. "Also for being the ass that I am… I got wine and your favorite pizza on my way home."

"Hawaiian with stuffed crust?"

"Of course with bacon." I grinned and ran my thumb along her lower lip.

She kissed my finger softly. "I love you."

"Love you too." I leaned down connecting our lips softly.

I knew this wasn't going to fix everything immediately, but it was a start.

A/N: Got to admit this was one of my favs :D

~Quest

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