Chapter 34 - Home Again
This chapter is a little shorter but two in 24 hrs. wow. Enjoy.
"Santana." Brittany whispered. "Santana wake up. We landed." Brittany set her left hand on Santana's thigh and gently shook it.
Santana startled at the movement. She snapped her head up and her eyes open and looked around. She blinked a couple of times to clear her vision. She turned her head to the left to look at Brittany sitting next to her. She licked her lips suddenly realized that she had been drooling. She rubbed the back of her hand across her chin. "Gross." She said with a hoarse voice. She opened and closed her mouth a few times trying to get rid of the dry mouth that had settled there.
Brittany giggled next to her. "What?" Santana said clearing her throat before swallowing thickly.
"You're cute." Brittany giggled and kissed Santana on the cheek.
"Highly doubtful. I probably have terrible bed head and bed breath and I was drooling Brittany."
"Well I think it's cute." Brittany said with a smile. "It just goes to show that you aren't perfect all of the time."
"Well you're right about that part. I'm not perfect. That being said I'm hella thirsty. How bout we get off this damn plane so can wash this nasty ass taste out of my mouth."
Brittany just nodded. She was learning that Santana wasn't the greatest traveler. You would think that after she had slept on the plane that she would wake up refreshed and in a good mood. Wrong. It seemed like it was the complete opposite. She woke up crabby and irritable.
When they flew to Brittany's parents it was the same way. Santana had slept during the flight and had woken up when they landed all crabby and disoriented. She even yelled at the flight attendant on the way off of the plane for smiling at her wrong. She grumbled the whole way to baggage claim. It wasn't until they stopped at a restaurant to get something to eat and drink that Santana's mood changed. What a big difference some food and a cold beverage can have.
Brittany stood and opened the overhead compartment in an attempt to get their carry-on bags down. She pulled her bag down and set it in her seat. She reached up to get Santana's when the guy next to her accidentally bumped into her left side while pulling his bag down from the overhead compartment.
"Hey watch it asshole." Santana yelled as she stood up from her seat. Completely forgetting she didn't have clearance she banged her head into the overhead compartment. Ow. Fuck. Damn it." She cursed rubbing the rapidly forming bump on the top of her head. However she never took her gaze off of the man that had elbowed Brittany in the side. "Hey you got a problem buddy?" Santana questioned the man standing next to Brittany in the aisle.
"No ma'am I don't." He said to Santana before addressing Brittany. "I'm sorry that I bumped into you. It was an accident."
"That's ok. I understand. Planes are cramped places. It's bound to happen." Brittany said with a little smile.
"What?" Santana gasped out. "It's not ok Brittany. You can't just let some guy go and ram you in the ribs with his elbow. What if he hurt you?"
"Santana calm down. He didn't hurt me. I'm fine. It's ok really."
"No it's not. Hey asshat did you know she has broken ribs. Did you know that when you where flailing your ginormous arms around in an attempt to get your luggage down." Santana's voice was become louder and more angry with every words she spoke.
"No I didn't." He raised his hands in defense.
"If I were you I would keep my hands still before I come over there and break one off and beat you with it." Santana snarled at the man.
"I'm sorry." He put his hands down at his sides and tucked them into his body.
"Santana." Brittany warned.
"Is there a problem here?" The flight attendant said as she approached them. People had started to turn there attention towards them when Santana raised her voice.
"No. No problem ma'am." Brittany said quickly. She hoped at that point that Santana would stay quiet and not say anything else and they could get off the plane without incident.
"Yeah there's a problem." Santana spoke up. Brittany dropped her head and let out a sigh. "This ogre just elbowed my girlfriend in the ribs. In her broken ribs." She said pointing at the guys standing in between Brittany and the flight attendant.
"Is this true? Are you hurt miss?" Brittany shook her head no.
"I did accidentally bump into her with my elbow. I said I was sorry and that it was an accident. She said she was fine." The man explained.
"I am fine." Brittany told the flight attendant. "Can we just drop this Santana." The flight attendant watched on.
"Ugh fine but if something like this ever happens again I'm suing." Santana groaned out.
"Sir why don't you exit the plane first." The flight attendant ushered the man off the plane.
"Santana I don't think you can do that. Sue anybody because they bumped into me." Brittany said as she sat back down in her seat effectively trapping Santana in hers. She was on the same page as the flight attendant. She wanted to wait and let that poor guy get a head start before they got off the plane. She didn't want Santana saying anything else nasty to him.
"Well I can sure as hell can try." Santana spat. Brittany put her hand on Santana's thigh rubbing her thumb back and forth in an attempt to calm Santana down.
"Hey." Brittany squeezed Santana's thigh. "How about we get something super delicious to eat after this."
Santana nodded not really paying attention to what Brittany was saying. She was watching as people passed them on their way off the plane. Her eyes weren't all wild and wide like they had been when she was yelling. Brittany's hand on her leg had calmed her down that much in just a minute or two. Brittany watched as all the anger left Santana and she knew there wouldn't be anymore outbursts and they could exit the plane. It's amazing what I simple touch can do sometimes. She thought as she smiled at Santana.
"What?" Santana said eyeing the blonde curiously.
"Ready to get off." Brittany said.
Santana raised her eyebrows. Now it was Brittany's turn to say "What?"
"Did you hear what you just said?" Santana asked amused.
Brittany thought about what she had said. She rolled her eyes and giggled. "You my dear have a very dirty mind. That's not what I meant. Let get off the plane." Brittany stood up threw her bag over her shoulder and offered out her hand for Santana to take.
Santana put her bag on her shoulder and took Brittany's hand in hers. The blonde led the two of them off the plane. The flight attendant was at the front of the plane when they got there. Brittany nodded at the woman, smiled, and mouthed 'Sorry' before smiling at her apologetically.
They walked through the airport to baggage claim without incident. Brittany hoped that the guy from their flight wasn't still there when they got there to claim their bags.
Lucky she didn't see him anywhere when they got there. She let out a sigh of relief before grabbing her bag then Santana's off the carousel.
"I can carry that." Santana said as she saw Brittany take her bag.
"It's ok babe. I got it. Can you hail us a cab though."
"Sure thing."
They walked the rest of the way through the airport til they reached the front entrance. Santana immediately went to work getting a taxi.
"Now that we are back in the city where do you want to go to eat?" Brittany asked Santana in the back of the taxi cab.
"Um-" Santana thought for a second. "This might sound weird but can we go home first and then we could go somewhere to eat and then maybe- if you want to- we could go to the bar." Santana looked at Brittany watching her reaction and waiting for a response.
"Ok. Sounds good."
"Well, well, well look what the cat dragged in."
"Shut it." Santana grumbled.
"Okay sorry. Just jokin' around."
"Whatever just get me a drink." The brunette ordered.
"Santana." Brittany protested. Santana glanced over at Brittany and gave her that 'what?' expression.
"Can I get a beer please Puck?" She smiled at him standing opposite her behind the bar.
"Yes ma'am. Coming right up." Puck turned and went to grab a beer. "So I haven't seen you two in some time. How are you feeling Brittany?"
"Much better. All better actually. Except for this stubborn cast on my wrist. Which is coming off in a few days. Thank god." She said with a sigh.
"Wow. That's awesome. And you can go back to teaching and everything."
"Yes and everything." Brittany winked at him. He rolled his head back and laughed.
"Brittany." Now it was Santana turn to protest something she was saying. She glared at Puck until he quit laughing.
"Puckerman. Stop being a turd and get me my drink." She growled at him.
"Geez. Someone's crabby today." Puck commented. "Crabbier than usual I should say."
Santana narrowed her eyes at him until he moved to make her drink. Brittany chimed in while he was busy. "Santana doesn't do to well with flying. It makes her irritable." She moved closer to the brunette and wrapped her arm around her back resting her hand on Santana's hip. She smiled at Santana. "Right?"
Santana rolled her eyes. "Right." She mumbled.
Puck came back over with the drink. "So about that. How was your trip? Your holidays?"
"Oh it was great." Brittany piped up. "We spent time with my family and I showed Santana around the town. We went to see a couple of people that I know and I introduced Santana to them. My little sister was kind of annoying but she usually is so that nothing new." Brittany shrugged. "Oh and my parents got me- us tickets for a dinner theater show while we were there. It was awesome."
"Did I forget anything?" She asked Santana.
The brunette shook her head. "Don't think so. You pretty much covered it all."
"Hmm. Sounds like you guys had a good time then. I'm glad. And I'm glad that you got Santana to go with you." Puck smiled at both of them before continuing. "You know she's-" He flicked his thumb in Santana's direction. "-taken more time off in the last six weeks than in all the time that she's worked here."
"Really?" Brittany said raising her eyebrows. "I must have quite the affect." Brittany looked to Santana's face.
The Latina nodded. "You do." She said sheepishly.
Puck chuckled. "Actually I don't think she's ever taken a day off now that I think about it."
"That's not true." Santana spoke up. "I took a day off when I had the flu that one time." Now it was Brittany's turn to laugh. "What?" Santana said looking at her.
"I don't think that counts." Brittany said with a big grin. "Puck's talking about taking vacation. Illness is not a vacation." She shook her head. "So the only time you have taken off of work for a vacation was this last week."
"Well if you put it like that- then yes." Santana admitted. "I guess I've never had a good reason to take time off before." She rested her head on Brittany's shoulder.
"Awwww." Puck drawled out. Santana glared at him but couldn't bring herself to yell at him. He smiled at her knowing. "So you just got back. Why are you not at home? Not that I'm not glad to see you but- what are you doing here?"
"We're celebrating." Brittany said with a wink.
"Ok. Dare I ask?"
"Don't be like that Puckerman."
"Ok fine. What are you celebrating?" Puck said seriously.
"Well I asked Santana to move in with me." She gave the brunette a squeeze.
"Holy crap. I mean- wow. I mean- that's awesome."
"Don't sound so surprised Puckerman." Santana quipped.
"I can't help it. I am surprised. I mean I know you two are a serious thing and totally in love and all that but- wow. It's like Brittany swooped in and took the Santana I use to know and changed her and replaced her with a new and improved Santana."
"I'm still the same person, dumbass." Santana threw at him.
"She's right. I saw that today." Brittany sighed. "Some guy bumped into me on the plane and she went all ballistic on him. It was a total accident and he didn't hurt me but it just goes to show that that old fiery feisty Santana is still there. I feel like I just helped bring out the softer side of her. She's more of her true self now. That's all."
"Makes sense." Puck commented. "So were you totally ready to kick that guys ass?" Santana nodded. "Very protective."
"Nobody's gonna mess with my girl Brittany. I'll make damn sure of that."
"He just bumped into me. I wasn't a big deal." Brittany explained. Santana just shrugged.
"You two are something else." Puck threw his hands up in the air. "Next drinks on me." He said walking over to another customer. "Congratulations by the way." He threw over his shoulder as he got another drink for the guy at the other end of the bar.
"I'm glad we're home again. It was great seeing my family but now things can get back to normal. Well not normal I guess cuz now I have to start thinking about moving all of my stuff to your- sorry our apartment."
"Mmm. I like the way that sounds." Santana interrupted.
"Yeah me too. But now I can get back to work and you don't have to take care of me all of the time. And-"
"But I love taking care of you." Santana murmured into Brittany shoulder before kissing it.
"I know you do. But I'm all better now." She kissed Santana on the top of the head. "Besides you can take care of me in other ways now." Santana hummed in response. "But back to what I was trying to say. I'm glad we're home because now we can start our life together. I'll move in and let me apartment go and go back to work and everything will be perfect."
"Sounds perfect to me." Santana agreed.
"What's perfect?" Puck said coming back over by them.
"Brittany." Santana said nuzzling closer into Brittany's side.
"God you two, get a room." Puck scoffed.
"We have one. It's called my bedroom." Santana threw back.
Puck shook his head at the brunette. "You're ridiculous."
"No you're ridiculous." Santana said back.
"What?" He said. "That doesn't make any sense."
"I don't care. I'm too happy to care right now."
'What wrong with her?' Puck mouthed to Brittany. The blonde shrugged.
"There's nothing wrong with me. My girlfriend is moving in with me and it makes me super happy."
"Wait I thought Brittany asked you to move in with her?" Puck asked confused.
"She did- but we figured that seeing as my apartment is bigger than hers that she should move in with me instead." Santana explained.
"Oh. That makes more sense now. You're still ridiculous though." He joked.
"Whatever Puckerman." She rolled her eyes at him.
"I can see how you two get along now." Brittany said looking between Santana and Puck. "Its just a bunch of jokes and jabs that I don't completely understand all of the time. But underneath it all you care about each other. It's enduring."
"I don't know what you're talking about Brittany. I can barely stand him sometimes."
"That doesn't mean what I said isn't true."
"Ok fine." She wasn't going argue with Brittany about Puck. "How about we take Puckerman's suggestion."
Brittany looked at Santana confused. "What suggestion was that?"
"About getting a room." He spoke up.
"Yeah what he said." Santana added.
"Oh. Ok." Brittany threw back the rest of her beer and set the bottle down on the countertop. "I'm ready." She said with a crooked smile.
"Good." Santana laughed out.
Brittany slid off her bar stool and pulled Santana along with her. "Have a good evening ladies." Puck husked.
Santana flipped him off as they turned to walk out of the bar. "You know that's all he's gonna be thinking about the rest of the night." Santana whispered to Brittany.
"What?" Brittany asked knowing what Santana was referring to but wanted to hear her say it out loud.
"You and me rolling around naked having incredibly mind-blowing sex."
"Oh yeah that." Brittany smirked. She wrapped her hand around Santana's. "Lets get to it then." She tugged Santana out of the bar onto the sidewalk. The Latina giggling at Brittany's sudden eagerness.
The return of Puck. Can't believe I've written 34 chapters. wow. Love the reviews I get too.
