Outer Space: Sam & Brittany

It was a quiet, surprisingly cool Ohio night when Brittany found him. He was laying on his back on a blanket in the park, staring up at the expanse of stars in wonder.

It had been a long year for both of them, their first on their own away from the comforts of Lima, Ohio. Brittany has surprisingly thrived in Boston and had somehow managed a nearly perfect grade point average at MIT. Sam had ended up in LA after a West Coast modeling agency took interest him and brought him out from New York. They hadn't spoken since graduation, not even when they both had managed to be home at the same time during the holidays when he had come back to see the Hummels and she was at her parents'. He hadn't even known she was home now, but he wasn't surprised that she had known that he was there.

"I'm glad it's not too hot," she said as she slipped off her flip flops and lay down beside him. He murmured his agreement. "I've missed you."

Things like that always came out of nowhere when it came to Brittany. "Yeah, me too."

"Are you going to be here all summer?"

"Maybe, I don't know," he said. He really hadn't had much of a plan when he had packed up his Jeep and driven back to the place he still thought of as home. Even with his family in Kentucky, Lima was where he felt like he belonged. Besides, Carole hated the quietness of an empty house, and Sam liked the feeling of being needed. "I'll have to fly out some for shoots, but yeah, I think so. I've missed it."

"Boston is lonely," she confessed quietly. "I have a ton of friends and there's always something to do. I shouldn't be lonely when there are people everywhere, but I do. I miss you and Santana and Artie and Tina all the time." She paused and sighed. "Santana's new girlfriend is really nice. And way pretty. I'm glad she's happy. I feel like she's going to be okay." Sam knew what something like that meant to Brittany. She had always worried about her ex-girlfriend. "I'm still not so sure about you."

"I get by, Britt," he replied. He tried not to be mad at her, but it sucked the way things had ended between them. She had just left him without any real explanation. He would have made things work with her, but she had felt like she needed to do MIT on her own. The only thing he had heard was that she wanted to do it without him. "You don't need to worry about me anymore; you're not my girl."

"Oh, Sammy," she said seriously as she turned onto her stomach so she could look down at him. "I'm always going to be your girl. We're soulmates, remember? I didn't forget what we promised."

He smiled up at her fondly, thinking about their wedding last year. It had been silly, of course, but he had cherished those days with Brittany as his 'wife.' He liked knowing that she had chosen him because no one really had before. Quinn had cheated on him with Finn and Mercedes had wanted her career. Brittany had picked him over Santana, and maybe that's why he felt so disappointed when she left him for Boston.

"Me neither," he finally allowed. "So what are you doing the rest of the summer?"

"This," she exhaled as she smiled down at him and then rolled onto her back to gaze up at the stars again. "Nothing but this."

Sam chuckled easily. "Want to do nothing with me?"

Brittany reached for his hand blindly and threaded their fingers together. "There's nothing I'd rather do than do nothing with you."