A/N: Thank you everyone who have taken the time to read this story. Thanks for the comments too. Please keep them coming.
Pairings: Naya/Brittany. Naya/Dianna. Heather/Jane. For the character of "Jane" I tried very hard to sound half like "Sue Sylvester" and half "Jane". I could "hear" her in my mind writing her own lines. Hope that doesn't sound too weird.
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Always Me & You
Chapter 2
Heather didn't hear anything outside her door as she was haphazardly tried to get into her Cheeri-o's costume. She knew she was running late and didn't want to hold up the day's schedule for anyone. Sometimes Heather was too conscientious for her own good and everyone always told her that.
She looked into the standing mirror on her closet door and told herself, "It's as good as it's gonna get!" She twirled around and grabbed her pony tail elastic. Quickly she pulled her hair up and it stayed together pretty good. She swung around, pushed the door open, and took the first step out.
"Whoa! What the-?" she said as she almost fell down the stairs of her trailer. Even though she was a professional dancer, at that particular moment, she didn't feel like one. She laughed at herself and took a look around to make sure no one saw her "almost new dance move". She then turned around and found the culprit of her almost misfortune. A letter sat halfway in and halfway out of her door. She picked it up confused.
"I didn't hear anyone…that strange!"
At that particular moment she wanted with everything she had to open it and read whatever it said. But, she knew if she did that she'd most definitely be late for the scene. She decided to put it in the inside pocket of her Cheeri-o's hooding for now. Then she bolted to the set.
Meanwhile, on the set, Naya got there just in time, found an empty seat, plopped herself down, and then the magnitude of what she just did hit her.
"What the f- did I just do?"
With that Naya began to hyperventilate and the color of the Latina's skin quickly vanished. She actually felt nauseous. Her heart started to beat a million times per second, it felt. She got clammy and she felt a faint headache starting to emerge. Dianna walked into the room at that exact moment and saw her friend looking nervous. She ran to her and took a bucket seat right next to her.
"You okay?" she asked, hopefully.
"I feel sick…" Naya started to say.
"Oh, geez, that's not good. Can you describe your symptoms?" inquired Dianna.
"Since when have you changed your profession, Agron?"
Naya was always one to tell you what's on her mind, but right now she didn't feel like it so she answered, "Nervous…terrified…headache coming…feel like vomit," Naya said trying to catch her breathe.
"Oh, I know what you're feeling…"
"Oh do you now? Please Dr Agron tell me what do I have?" Naya quipped.
"You, my dear, dear friend, have the case of lovesickness!" Dianna looked at her and smiled.
"Love sickness….um, no, I don't!"
"Oh, really now? Let me ask you one question…"
"Ok," Naya said cautiously.
"What events led you to be feeling this way? Did you have lunch after your last scene? What did you do in your trailer for that hour or so? Seriously, yo, I was lookin' for ya," Dianna tried to imitate a rapper, badly. She even crossed her arms and gave Naya a teethy grin.
Naya could do nothing, so she chuckled as she looked at her friend.
"Seriously though what events led up to this?"
"I went to my trailer to decompress after Santana's 'tell me you love me' scene with Brittany. I did run to my trailer as soon as I got outside…."
"What were you running from?" Dianna interrupted.
"Um…I…have been going through some stuff," said Naya, hoping that was a good enough answer.
"Oh, I see," replied Dianna with half of a smile.
"What did you do when you got to your trailer?"
"Sat down and took pieces of paper and a pen out…"Naya knew she couldn't hide what she was did anymore so she said, "I wanted to write something down."
"Oh, I never pictured you the writing-type. No offense. What cha write?"
After Naya told her.
"A letter," Dianna's voice raised. A few of their cast mates looked, but shrugged and went back to their conversations.
"Dianna, keep your voice down. Obviously, you know something…Spill it," Naya said as she started to get defensive.
"Whoa, slow down chica. I'm on your side, remember?" replied Dianna with a grin.
"I'm sorry. Wait…sides? There aren't any. Ok, if you must know I wrote a letter to Heather. A letter that I hope will change the game a little."
"What 'game'? Monopoly? Scrabble? Ooohhh, I know Go Fish?" she teased.
"Ha ha," Naya looked at the other people in the room and whispered, "Ladies and Gentlegerms, we have for tonight's comedy the hilarious Dianna Agron! Let's give her a round of applause!" Naya pretended to clap her hands in a huge circle signifying the "round of applause".
"Thank you, thank you," Dianna played along, being a good sport. The she got serious and said, "Ok, please explain?"
"Ok, but you gotta keep this between us, just for the time being. Pinky swear?" said Naya, extending her right pinky.
"What…are we five?" Dianna snorted, "Okay," she said, holding up her left pinky.
"Say it!" demanded Naya.
"Okay, okay…Pinky swear!" They connected pinkies.
"Thank you. I'm in love with Heather," Naya blurted out almost too easily like she wanted so badly to tell someone else. She knew that if she just had the chance to announce it out loud it would be real. It would no longer be something that was floating around in her mind and was imprinted on her heart. She felt wonderful.
"Oh, you mean you love Heather as your 'bff'?" asked Dianna.
"Not quite…" answered Naya, lowering her head.
"Hey, Nay, it's me…talk to me, girl!" Dianna demanded, softly.
"I'm IN love with her. I love her with my entire heart and it breaks all the time that I'm not near her. I told myself that I'd be able to not let this happen and that the feelings I had towards her were just because she's my acting partner…but Dianna," looking up at her co-star and friend, "that's all a lie! I am so truly, madly, deeply in love with her and I've wanted to tell her for some time now. And…and…I did it today in the letter."
"OMG! Really?" asked Dianna, surprised. "I mean I saw you put it under her door, but I just thought it was something else. Well, I say, 'Congrats!'"
Naya looked down at her feet. "Um, thanks…."
"Is 'Congrats' the right word to use?"
"Um, that's the thing….when I was in my trailer writing it the emotions and the words flooded out of me with the easiest of ease. I told her almost everything I've ever wanted to. I gave her my heart on pieces of paper. Now that I went through with actually giving it to her I'm deathly afraid about what the consequences might be. Can she love me the way I want her to? Can she even fathom the possibility?"
"Listen, Naya, I'm not sure, but one thing I do know is that Heather is your best friend. Whatever happens from this moment on, I'm certain that that won't change…"
"I sure hope –" Naya tried to finish, but then her sunshine walked into the room. "Oh shit, there she is. What do I do?" asked Naya, nervously.
"Wow. You really love her!"
Naya was going to answer, but time had run out as Heather approached she was smiling at the group of two.
"Ladies…Whazzzz up?" smiled Heather and fell into the seat next to her best friend.
"Oh, nothing, right Nay?" said Dianna, teasingly. Naya quickly, yet forcibly elbowed her in the ribs.
"Um, owww, that hurt!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. It slipped." Naya looked her friend. Before Dianna could say anything else.
"Hey, Dianna, come over here!" yelled Cory. Before Dianna got up, she gave Naya an over exaggerated wink. Then she walked away.
"How much coffee did she have today?" questioned Heather.
"I dunno. A lot, I guess!" replied Naya.
Just as she looked down she saw Heather take the letter out of her pocket. Naya suddenly felt weak.
"Who…who's that from?"
"I dunno. I haven't opened it yet," answered Heather. As she started to unfold the paper, Ryan got everyone's attention so she put it back into her pocket.
"Damn it, Murphy. Perfect timing as usual!"
After the scene, Heather got up from her seat and began to ask her co-stars if they had written the letter. Naya was filled with anticipation and horror as she approached Dianna.
"Hey Dianna, did you write this?" Heather asked and held the letter up in front of her.
"Um, nope," Dianna said as Naya held her pinkie up in the air signifying their promise. Heather saw Dianna's eyes looking slightly behind her so she whipped around to see a frantic Naya with her pinky up. Then as quickly as she could Naya shove it up her nose.
Heather laughed and said, "Digging for gold?"
"Smooth, Rivera, really smooth!"
Heather walked up to Kevin and asked, "Hey Kev, did you write this?"
He looked surprised and said, "Sorry, babe. That doesn't happen a lot these days. A person actually took the time to sit down and write you a letter. Good luck finding the mystery person. They must think you're very special!"
Upon hearing this, Naya give herself a pat on the back and also reminded herself:
"Buy him a six pack of anything he wants!"
Although Kevin's response was perfect, it disheartened Naya to see Heather feeling defeated. After receiving the same positive, but "no" answer from all of the cast, she returned to her seat and looked sad. Naya got up from her seat and whispered, "Now you'll just have to read it when you're alone!" Heather nodded her head in agreement. Heather could not wait. She had to finish was a scene with Jane and then she'd go to her trailer to read what the mystery person had to say.
Before she left to go find Jane, Heather stood up and walked over to Naya. "Dinner tonight? My treat!"
"Well, when you put it that way, of course!"
"Meet me at Casa Morris at 6 pm, ok?"
"Absolutely! Have fun with your little adventure!" It struck Naya as odd when Heather never asked her about the letter. Maybe she thought her best friend would never do that because she didn't have to. Whatever the reason was Naya now excited again to have a little mystery to their friendship.
"I gotta find Jane! See you later!" And with that Heather ran off.
She found Jane in Sue's office reading a newspaper.
"Hi, Jane," she said.
"Hey, sport," Jane replied, 'How are ya?"
"Um, ok…"
"What's up?' asked Jane and sensed the disappointment in Heather's aura.
"Can we talk?"
"Anything for you, Hemo! What's buggin' you?"
"Well, today, I found this outside my trailer," Heather said and took out the letter and held it up.
"Is that a letter?" asked Jane with a teethy grin.
"Yea, it is…Do you have any idea who it's from?"
"No, darling, wish I did. Could it be a piece of fan mail?"
"I dunno. Wouldn't it come in the envelope so I'd know who sent it?"
"Ah, it was slid under your door?"
"Yes."
"Well, here's a question…who do you want it to be from?"
"What?"
"If you had a choice of everyone that you know now, who would you like to receive a letter from?"
"Wow! I've never thought of that! The only logical answer would be Naya, but …"
"But what?"
"She wouldn't do that."
"And why not?"
"Because we're best friends and we've already told each other everything!"
"Could it be that she might have more to tell you?" asked Jane.
"Maybe…no…I don't know."
"Well maybe you ought to read it?"
"Yea, thanks Jane!"
"No worries! Now what are our lines? I honestly don't know 'em!" Jane smiled.
Putting the letter back in her pocket, Heather said, "I think you ask Brittany to help you with taking over. I have to say that I haven't remembered anything since I found my little surprise."
"I bet!"
The scene didn't take as long as she had anticipated and before she knew it Heather gave Jane a hug and said, "Thanks, Jane!"
"No problem kiddo! Keep me posted."
Heather gave her the "thumbs up" sign and left to go back to her trailer to finally read the letter.
Naya got back to her own trailer after aimlessly walking around the lot, shut the door behind her, sat down, and put her head in her hands. The headache she felt before had returned slightly so she took two Advil with a glass of water. She lowered the blinds to her trailer and just threw herself down on her couch and cradled her stuff monkey Heather had gotten her. "What's this?" Nay had asked. "Just because…" replied Heather.
Naya fell asleep dreamt about Heather.
Heather was standing outside of Naya's apartment in front of the largest black limo Naya had ever seen.
Heather said, "After you, my beautiful Naya!"
Once the women were inside the limo lifted off the ground and travelled in the air like the grey DeLorian from the "Back to the Future" movies. It didn't stop until it landed in front of the entrance to the HOLLYWOOD sign. During the journey in the air they both looked out to the distance, hand in hand, and marveled at the scenery that felt like it was there just for them. Naya felt Heather's hot breath tickling her neck hairs which made Naya feel very weak in the knees and discovered a sense of excitement only her "blonde dancer" could evoke from her. The car landed and Naya was just a little disappointed because the closeness, for that moment, was over. They got out of the car, still hand-in-hand.
"What are doing here?" asked Naya
"You trust me, right?"
Naya nodded.
"Then follow me. I have a surprise for you, my dear."
When Heather and Naya walked past the gate and Naya saw a ladder lying against one of the enormous letters.
"What are we doing?"
"We're climbing up the ladder to where the next surprise is waiting!" said Heather, victoriously. She always loves surprising her best friend.
"Glad I wore comfortable shoes," said Naya as she followed Heather up the ladder. Naya concentrated on her friend's backside more than she concentrated on the act of climbing the ladder. She almost missed a rung, but she figured it out. When Heather got up to the landing she turned around and leaned down to extend her hands to Naya. Once Naya got to the landing, she just stood there and took in the scenery. Then she looked down at the picnic Heather had set up for them. Heather plopped herself down, and immediately pulled Naya down to sit next to her. Heather poured the champagne and gave Naya a glass.
Then Heather wanted to be face-to-face with Naya so she could look into those chocolate brown eyes of hers. Then Heather said, "When I first moved out here from Arizona, I didn't know what to expect…I didn't know who I'd meet or where I'd end up in life. The only feeling that I can remember is the feeling of contentment and knowing that everything would turn out fine. I truly believe that it's because of you. I knew you would be a special person in my life before ever meeting you. I just had a feeling that you…you were out there just waiting for me…Naya, let's toast no more waiting?"
Heather never broke the eye contact with Naya. They clinked their wine glasses together. After Naya took a gulp of the sweet tasting alcohol, she put her glass down, moved forward to grab Heather's glass, and placed it aside. Then she pulled the taller girl towards her. Their lips were inches away. Naya was going in for the kiss…
At that single moment, the streetlight which hung right over Naya's trailer came on, radiating white light into her trailer.
"Oh crap…Really?" Naya yelled out.
Realizing that it's the night time, she looked at her clock.
"Oh, shit!" Naya exclaimed, flew off her couch, grabbed her purse, and bolted out of her room, and to her car. She might be a little late to Heather's, but she would never let her down. She would never do that despite anything else that may or may not happen in their relationship.