A/N I haven't forgotten this one I just had huge writer's block on it. I'm starting to get writer's block on everything. Remember reviews are appreciated :) if you have suggestions or challenges please let me know I may consider or do them.

Chapter 5

Rachel parked in front of the movie theater and she and Brittany got out of the car. Rachel lead Brittany to the door. When Brittany saw a certain Latina at the door she squealed and ran to hug her.

"Whoa. Britts, what're you doing here? Don't you usually spend the weekend with Artie?" Santana asked, pulling away from the blonde just enough to look at her.

"Yeah, but Rachie wanted to take me to a movie tonight. What're you doing here?"
"Rachel said she wanted to see a movie with me."

The duo looked at Rachel who blushed lightly, "I wanted you both to come, but I told Brittany she could pick the movie."
"Oh. Okay! So, what's playing?" Brittany moved away from Santana to look at the posters.

Santana looked over at Rachel, "What are you doing?"
Rachel smiled, "I know you miss her so I told Artie I wanted to take her to a movie. I don't like Artie anymore."

"Something happened?"
"Yes."

"What?" Santana crossed her arms.

"Don't you worry about that. Just enjoy tonight." Rachel told her.

Knowing she wouldn't get anymore out of the diva tonight Santana nodded, "Alright Star. You realize she's going to pick some cartoon Disney movie right?"
"It's fine." Rachel smiled.

The two of the stood there quietly watching Brittany look over all the posters. After a minute Santana gently nudged the shorter girl.

Rachel looked over at her, "Something to say Santana?"
"Yeah. Thanks. You have no idea how much I've missed her."
The diva gave her a small smile, "I think I do."

Their blonde friend skipped over to them, talking excitedly about a movie that she really wanted to see. Of course it was a Disney movie, but secretly Rachel had wanted to see it too.
After the trio paid for their tickets they went to the concession stand. Rachel insisted on paying for her own so Santana and Brittany went ahead, as Santana wanted to pay for everyone. As she watched her friends the brunette couldn't help but notice how close they were standing to each other. Their arms were touching and they didn't seem to notice, or if they did they didn't care. Maybe she should've just left and let the two of them spend the night alone.

Before she could make an excuse to leave, Brittany turned to her, drink in hand and gave her a smile, "Thanks Rachie. We'll meet you by the door okay?"
"Okay Brittany." Rachel smiled at her as Santana, with popcorn and a drink of her own in hand, walked Brittany over to the door.

The employee behind the counter gave her a pitiful look as she stepped up, "Third wheel?"
"Huh?" Rachel frowned, staring at the girl. "I'm not a third wheel."
"I thought those two were on a date though. Or dating at the least."

"Can you just give me a diet Coke and a medium box of popcorn." Rachel sighed exasperatedly.
"Sorry.." The girl muttered, turning away to fill her drink. The employee gave took her money before giving her her purchases. She gave Rachel one last pitiful look as she walked off.

Rachel walked over to door and noticed that Brittany's smile was bigger than normal. Though Santana did not have a smile, Rachel could see the happiness in her eyes. She decided she could deal with the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach if it made her two closest friends happy.

Rachel didn't regret her night, but she wished it had went better for her. The whole movie Santana and Brittany were whispering in each others ears, giggling, and she caught them on more than one occasion holding hands. She looked over at Santana and could see the love in her eyes as she looked at Brittany. She almost got up and left when she saw that. But she told herself she shouldn't complain. She knew she wouldn't be Santana's girlfriend and just had to get over it. She got her best friend back and she should be grateful. It didn't make the pain easier though.

Rachel had asked Brittany to ride with Santana and didn't give her enough time to question it before she got in her car and drove off. She wanted to give them a little more time together. Also she didn't want to hear Brittany's apologizing because Santana loved her instead of the diva.

When she had finally made it to her house she locked herself in her room and finally let a few tears out. Maybe if things had gone different Santana would look at me like that she thought glumly.

Rachel decided not to do her nightly routine that night. She stripped her clothes off, put on her night clothes, and slid into bed, hoping that tomorrow would be a little better.