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I woke up with Brittany curled up in my arms snoring slightly. I checked the clock and it read eleven thirty five so I decided it was about time to get up. Even though I didn't want to wake the sleeping beauty laying on me, it was kind of necessary to get out of the bed. I nudged her gently and her gorgeous eyes fluttered open.

"Hey." I whispered to her as I kissed her forehead.

"We've only got like two more days San." She frowned.

"But there gonna be the best two days ever, I promise."

With that she snuggled further under the covers insisting that we stay put.

"But then how will we get stuff for the party ready?" I smirked to myself.

"PARTY?" She squealed happily. "We're having a party?"

"Well duh... now get off me, I need to go to the store and get some things."

I took my opportunity to slide from beneath her. I didn't like the sudden burst of cold that hit me as I removed the duvet but something had to give. I got changed and went for the door.

"You want me to come with?"

"Nah Britt, I got it. You just do whatever." I flashed a smile at her over my shoulder.

"I'll make you breakfast!" She beamed, still excited at the prospect of a party.

"Just don't burn the house down." I laughed.

Oh shit, I totally jinxed it.

I turned the key as I returned from my shopping trip juggling three bags. I kicked the door closed behind me and was glad that I wasn't welcomed by the fire alarm ringing. I went straight for the kitchen and dropped the bags on the table. I turned to see Brittany slaving at one of the counters.

I looped my arms around her waist and smiled broadly into her neck. She continued to chop the fruit in front of her diligently.

"I could totally get used to coming home to this." I whispered to her.

"What? Fruit salad?" I could picture the scrunched up look of confusion on her face.

"No Britt, you." I said with a quick peck on her check.

I started to unpack the bags that I had filled with chips and alcohol. Yes I was able buy beer, honestly, show those clerks some cleavage and they'd give you anything. I sent Puck a text to get word out about the party and he said to consider it done. Brittany then handed me a bowl of mixed fruit and we sat at the table. I pushed the emptied bags across the table and ate my breakfast as Brittany did the same.

After hiding all the particularly valuable things we went upstairs to get ready for the party. Brittany flicked through her closet and picked out that dress, a black, backless dress; that she knew I couldn't resist her in. I purred in agreement as she asked me if she looked good. She twirled in her dress and I thanked the lord that I wasn't a guy because if I was... Well I got how Finn had his 'issues' sometimes. I grabbed some skinny jeans, heels and a short little top that showed off my abs.

"What do you think?" I asked her as I looked critically in the mirror.

"You're beautiful."

"Brittany you're not even looking" I sighed.

"But Santana your always beautiful so it doesn't matter if I look are not."

My breath got caught in my throat at her comment. No one had ever really said anything like that to me, ever. Sure I was hot, but people like Puck had never called me beautiful.

"Thanks Brittany."

I walked up to the bed where she was sitting trying to zip up her heels. I sat down beside her and waited until she was finished with her shoe. I then took her hand and laced her fingers in mine and squeezed them gently.

"I love you, you know."

"I know, I love you too." She smiled.

I got up and kept hold of her hand, I led her downstairs so we could set up some more for the party. Eventually the doorbell rang with Puck leading the rest of Lima into Brittany's house.

Soon the house was full of people, literally you couldn't have moved among the throngs of people. The music was blaring out of the speakers and Brittany was encircled on the make shift dance floor. I was sitting on one of the couches doing shots with Quinn watching my girl shake what her momma gave her.

"Thanks for the party S." Quinn slurred.

"Don't worry about it Q. Is your little freak- I mean friend here?" I laughed.

"Rachel isn't here no. And fuck off Santana, she was way cooler about Beth then you were."

"Whatever you say preggers, your drunk anyway."

"Fuck you Santana."

"Nah Brittany will later." I quipped.

"Ugh you're disgusting." She giggled.

I got up from the couch a little tipsier then I was before I sat down. I walked over to Brittany's little dance circle a pushed pass a couple of freakishly huge jocks. I met her eyes and they lit up.

"Santana!" She screeched.

She pulled me into her circled and started to dance again. I wasn't much of a dancer but when you dance with Brittany, she makes it so easy. She turned herself and pressed her back close to my body. She kept in time with the music as she swayed gently. Her hands came up to lock around my neck and my arms wrapped themselves around her waist. I kissed up and down her neck and bit softly at it.

"We're going upstairs. Now." I said into her ear.

She spun around and I saw her eyes, usually so clear and blue, were dark with want. She basically pushed me out into the hallway, towards the stairs. I saw Finn and decided to burden him with keeping this place in order.

"Frankenteen make sure this place is as good as I left it."

"Where are you going?"

"Where the fuck you think I'm going?"

"Oh uh... I guess."

"Good, c'mon B."

I yanked her up the stairs and we headed for her room. Thankfully no one had occupied her room because if they had I don't think we would have even noticed.

Her dress was off faster than my brain could work out how to get my jeans off. She was in her underwear smirking at my failing attempts. She hooked her fingers into the top of my jeans and popped the button with ease. I flung every other item of clothing on me around the room. I curled my index finger towards her as I walked to the bed. She tackled me and we fell onto the bed tangled in each other.

"Thanks Britt."

"I just can't help it."

I laughed out loud as I sat on top of her. My lips met hers finally and I caressed every inch of her, my hands glided over every skin covered surface. I kissed a trail down to her bellybutton and tugged at her panties which were annoyingly still on. She moved so I could get them off and I continued my kisses. She wriggled cutely as I nestled between her legs.

"Oh Santana, I need you." she moaned.

And that was my cue. I kissed around her thighs and dove to her core. I sucked up and down her folds, savouring the incredible taste. My tongue moved instinctively and swiped across her clit several times. Brittany writhed in pleasure.

"San, Sannn!" She screamed.

I bit down on her clit delicately and laved my tongue over the sensitive spot.

"SAN!" She squealed.

I plunged two fingers into Brittany's hot, wet opening and her breath hitched dramatically. I thrust in and out until I could feel she was close. I was too aroused at this point to even concentrate. I tried to shift myself and get some friction from Brittany's leg to relieve some of the pressure. It was working so well and then I felt a hand cupping me. Brittany had moved her hand and thankfully she had two fingers that were ready to work.

"Brittany baby, harder." I called to the girl.

We eventually both came undone and flopped onto each other wrapped up in sheets. We both had that afterglow of sex and just lay staring at each other.

"I fucking love you." I mumbled into her chest.

"I love you too S."

We fell asleep with the beats of the music still thumping through the air.

I woke up with music still ringing in my ears. I could still taste the alcohol on my breath, not attractive. I got off Brittany and headed to the bathroom to get some mouthwash. I grabbed a pair of sweat and a t-shirt and put them on. I then padded downstairs to see what state the rooms were like. I was halfway down the stairs when I heard a movement. Someone was in the fucking house. I crept closer to the noise coming from the kitchen and opened the door slowly.

"Morning Santana." Quinn welcomed.

"What the fuck? You freaked the crap outta me." I sighed.

"I slept here last night, not like you and Britt would have noticed." She winked.

"That wasn't creepy at all."

"You know Finn cleaned this whole place last night, what did you say to him, I need to know."

"Well I'm generally a nice person so you know I just asked."

We both laughed, for a good while actually. I had a quick look around the lower floor and as Quinn had said it was reasonably clean. Quinn decided to take off before Brittany got up because she didn't want to see what we got up to in our spare time. I saw her to the door and made a start on some sort of meal. It was already two o clock and this was our last day in our little fantasy world. I made waffles and went to check on Brittany.

I shook her slightly and she grumbled incoherently.

"Brittany? It's morning sweetheart."

"Ok ok I'm up."

"What do you want to do today?"

"I want to build a fort."

"Huh?"

"Like we used to San, you remember."

I did indeed remember. We used to build little 'forts' out of sheets and sit under them all night and just talk about nothing. They were, as people say, the good old days; I wanted those memories back clearer so I promised we'd build a fort that night. We ate our waffles and sat on the couch cuddling until Brittany literally couldn't stand the electricity running through her from the idea of building a fort. I sighed and we got to work.

I grabbed four of the kitchen chairs and set them up in the living room. I got a couple of sheets from the linen closet and threw them over the chairs and Brittany brought blankets and pillows from her room and placed them in the fort.

I smiled as the memories flooded back. And realisation struck as she sat wrapped up in blankets patting the space next to her for me.

I've always loved her.

So we're finished with the vacation... where to go now? I could finish... or I could send them somewhere, anywhere? Any ideas? Anywhere scratch New York, why is it that they always go to New York with Quinn and Rachel? I don't know... So where are they going to go?

And I know I am currently writing another fic where they go to New York but... well... that's different ok? :)

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