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11th June 2019
It took six weeks for Santana to move back into their New York home. It was great to be back in New York. She had missed the hustle of the streets, her friends, and her home. Santana spent her first few days back in New York with Marley and Tina who had recently given birth to a baby girl called Sophie.
Santana ran her blunt nails along the back of her neck; noting the same traces of dirt which followed.
"So you don't seem the type to be into gardening…" Mike commented from his position by Santana's back door. He had offered to change the locks for her after she had lost her front door key and Brittany had the spare.
"Yeah well… It's better than attending job interviews only to get rejected." Santana said, dropping several seeds into the newly dug soil.
"I can ask around for a job for you." Mike offered, with a small shrug
"Really? That would be awesome, Mike." Santana replied; "Thanks."
"It's fine, S… You've done a lot for me and Tina." Mike said, with a grateful smile; "Speaking of doing things, is tonight still okay?"
Santana nodded, tugging some weeds from the ground; "Yeah… I'm not busy…"
Mike smiled softly; "Thanks again. I'm finished. Here's your keys… Three for that front and back doors. I did an extra one… so you don't have to panic if you lose yours."
Santana stood up and grabbed the keys; "Thanks, I'll send a key to Britt."
Mike nodded and squeezed Santana's shoulder; "How are you two doing with the distance?"
Santana shrugged her shoulders; "We're… good."
Mike smiled, sensing Santana didn't wanna discuss it anymore; he decided to change the subject; "I'll bring Sophie around 6."
"Sounds good." Santana replied, sending him a tight lipped smile; Mike waved and walked back to his vehicle.
Santana released a shaky breath as she pressed her hands to her eyes, wiping away any stray tears which were lingered.
"Stupid." Santana mumbled as she tightened her grip on the new keys, not caring or noticing as the metal dug into her palm.
Santana walked through the back door, into the kitchen, she threw the keys on the counter, before washing the mud off her hands. She then dried them before picking up the keys, slipping two into her front pocket; she placed the spare keys on the side of the table. She then reached into a drawer and took an envelope out; she slipped her key inside before placing it on the table.
Santana hummed as she picked up her phone and placed it to her ear.
"Pick up, Britt…" Santana mumbled quietly
"This is Brittany. I'm not here at the moment, so leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can." The voicemail message played.
"Great." Santana mumbled in response before hanging up and throwing the phone on the couch.
Santana then turned in the direction of the kitchen and walked inside. She poured herself a glass of white wine before taking a leisurely sip as she strolled back to the couch, she switched the TV on, before her eyes flicked back to her phone; and decided to invite Quinn round.
Brittany arrived to her hotel room late with Kitty after their last show in Illinois had recently finished. Brittany threw her empty water bottle on the hotel room floor before sinking into her newly made bed.
"We need food." Kitty called as she collected clean clothes for her shower; "Don't fall asleep."
Brittany heard the door click shut and then the clean snap of the lock sliding on. Her eyes flickered with exhaustion; she released a deep sigh before reaching in the top drawer for her phone.
Brittany saw that she had a missed call from Santana and Tina. She figured that Tina was trying to build bridges after her bitch fit and the way she had ignored Brittany after.
She placed her phone against her ear, hearing an all too familiar ring tone.
"Hello?"
"Who is this?" Brittany asked
"Erm, Quinn…" Quinn replied
"Is Santana there?" Brittany questioned, recognising Quinn's voice from the first time they met.
"She fell asleep… Do you want me to wake her?" Quinn asked, looking over at the couch where Santana was hugging herself as she slept.
"No, she's probably tired." Brittany replied; "Can you tell her I called?"
"Sure…" Quinn said
"Thanks." Brittany mumbled, before hanging up the phone, she placed it beside her before lying down.
"Did you space out again?" Kitty asked, towel drying her hair, she sat down on the edge of Brittany's bed; "Do you wanna order room service?"
"No… I'll grab something from round the corner." Brittany replied, with a small smile
Kitty nodded and watched as Brittany grabbed her purse before walking out of the hotel room.
Kitty finished drying her hair and was watching CNN news; when Brittany returned with two bags of Chinese food.
"God, I love you." Kitty practically moaned, as she grabbed a bag, she pulled out two boxes; "Oh by the way, David called me."
"What?" Brittany asked, looking from the Tv to Kitty
"I got a call from David… He said our shows for the end of June have been cancelled… Do you feel like painting New York red for a few days?" Kitty suggested, pretending to not to be bothered
"Are you serious right now?" Brittany asked, using a napkin to wipe her mouth
"Yeah, he gave us 4 days off." Kitty said, with a grin; "You could see Santana, and we could go drinking."
"That sounds amazing." Brittany said, slipping a forkful of noodles into her mouth
"It'll be fun." Kitty said
Brittany nodded; "Santana will be happy…"
Kitty smiled; "I think it's great you two are together."
"Thanks." Brittany replied, with a small grin; "I'm gonna call and tell her the good news."
Kitty smirked; "Yeah, the great news, huh? Get on with your loving like last time."
"Shut up, Kit.." Brittany called behind her, as she slipped through the doors onto a small balcony outside their room; it was nothing to brag about you could only stand there; but the view was worth it.
Brittany clicked on Santana's name; and let it ring; hopefully Santana would be awake or the ringing would at least wake her.
"Britt, it's half passed 2." Santana said when she answered the phone; "What's wrong?"
"I have some good news." Brittany murmured excitedly
"The tour's finished?" Santana asked, the underlying hopefulness was clearly seen.
"Oh… Not til October… but I'm coming home in two weeks for a few days." Brittany replied, letting her free hand rest against the barrier surrounding the balcony; "I know it doesn't seem like a lot of time but… It's better than nothing."
"I know… I get it… and I'm happy I'll get to see you." Santana said, with a smile
"I'm happy to see you too." Brittany murmured affectionately; "Were you busy today? Any luck finding a job?"
"No… I did some gardening though." Santana answered
"You hate gardening." Brittany said
Santana let out a light laugh; "I know but… It needed to be done, and I'm literally poor right now."
"Santana, you have our card to the joint account. Just use it." Brittany said
"I can't just waste money, Britt. I need to find a job, if you hurt yourself; and can't dance... We'll end up in debt." Santana replied softly; "I can't waste money I don't have on crap I can do myself."
"Okay, I get that… but we have savings." Brittany interjected
"I don't wanna waste our savings on gardening… Do you even remember what those savings are for?" Santana asked, her voice slightly different
"Of course I do… But we don't have enough now… So you can lend some money for a gardener." Brittany said
"I don't want a fucking gardener, Britt. I can do it myself." Santana snapped
"Okay, Christ! I was only offering." Brittany mumbled
Santana sighed softly; "I know, baby… But I'm not wasting money we don't have."
"I get it. Sorry, for pushing it." Brittany replied
"What time are you coming home? I'll pick you up at the airport." Santana asked
"Kitty's booking our flights so… I'll text you the details." Brittany murmured
"You know… I'm so happy you're coming home… even if it's only for a few days." Santana whispered; "I love you, so much."
"I love you too…" Brittany replied; before breaking out into a loud yawn
"You should sleep, you're probably exhausted." Santana murmured; "I'll talk to you soon, and I guess I'll see you soon."
"Okay, night baby." Brittany murmured
"Goodnight." Santana replied softer
Brittany clicked off the phone and released a deep sigh; she then turned round and walked through the doors; Kitty was lying across her bed, eyes glued to her laptop.
"There's a flight on the 29th of June at half 2am… or half 6am." Kitty mentioned as she let her forefinger clicked repeatedly on the button before turning to Brittany; "Everything okay?"
"Yeah… Santana's taking up gardening. It was a surprise." Brittany said, her lips turning up into a small smirk; "I think… the 2 will be quiet… and we could get it because we'll be wide awake the show…"
"And you'll see Santana for a few hours longer. Don't have to hint, honey." Kitty said, before clicking several times; "I'm gonna pay for it… So you can pay me later."
"That's fine." Brittany said, taking a seat on her bed, she picked up her half eaten food; "Did you eat my food? I only had like two mouthfuls…"
Kitty laughed, pushing her laptop away so it wasn't in front of her; "You left the room, food is a free for all."
"You're such a weirdo. I'm taking a shower." Brittany mumbled around a large mouthful of noodles.
"Fucking took her noodles with her." Kitty mumbled as Brittany slammed the bathroom door.