A few days later Santana walked over to where the dancers got ready. She exchanged a few words with them till she came to Brittany. They hadn't really spoken since that night and Brittany was keeping to her word and pretending nothing had happened. Except it had, and all Santana could think about was Brittany. "Hey" she whispered.

"Hey" Brittany smiled back

"Where did you go to?" Santana asked in concern

"Umm a friend's place… I needed to get my thoughts in order." Brittany stuttered, while she busied herself with her packing.

Santana looked around. The other dancers had left, and they were alone. When she turned back she was face to face with Brittany who was trying to avoid eye contact and almost walked into her. Startled blue eyes looked into her brown ones. Santana felt the air between them literally spark with electricity. She leaned forward and caught Brittany's lips with her own. Brittany gasped but gave in easily. She reached out her hand and tangled it in Santana's raven locks and Santana's hands were on Brittany's waist. Their tongues touched and Santana moaned at the familiarity of it. Her hands moved lower grabbing Brittany's ass while Brittany groaned into Santana's mouth. Breathing became difficult as they desperately kissed. Till Santana's phone started ringing. They broke apart panting as Santana reached into her pocket. When she saw who it was she cursed under her breath. "I should take this" she said as she walked out to answer Laura's call. When she got back in, Brittany had gone.

In the days that followed, Brittany hardly acknowledged Santana, and Santana was busy shooting her scenes, mostly coming in early and leaving set late. She missed Brittany though and tried to catch a glimpse of the blonde whenever she could. Things were very confusing for Santana and she didn't know what to do, on one hand she felt guilty that she longed for Brittany's attention so much but on the other it was Brittany. They were best friends and inseparable when they were younger, and now that they'd reconnected, she didn't want to lose that.

That night Laura came over. They hadn't been intimate for a long time and after a bottle of wine, of which Santana definitely had the lion's share, they made love. Later, while Laura was asleep, Santana walked out to the window and pressed her face against it. She felt empty. She looked at her phone but knew it was too late to call Brittany, and besides her girlfriend was in her bed for God's sake. What was wrong with her? She sighed! Why did she feel like this? Things were really awkward with Brittany just when they had started getting better. They barely even spoke now though they were both around each other a lot of the time. Brittany had been spending a lot of time with her dancer friends and Santana had a sneaking suspicion that she was hanging out with Rachel too. Unfortunately her pride would never let her ask the other girl, if Brittany ever mentioned her. The only time they'd actually shared a moment was when Rachel was practicing a ballad. Most of the cast was there, and Santana and Brittany were sitting by each other on the floor. As Rachel went through the song, they instinctively scooted closer together, and when Rachel sang the last beautiful note, Brittany's head was on Santana's shoulder. She remembered the smell of Brittany's shampoo and perfume assaulting her, bringing back other memories of how they'd often sit like this at glee club. After Rachel finished, everyone stared clapping except them. Brittany just lifted her head and looked into Santana's eyes, and seemed about to say something but smiled instead and scooted away. Santana closed her eyes, remembering that moment. Maybe she should have said something then. But what would she say? Santana shook her head in frustration. She turned and went back to her room. When she slipped into bed she couldn't help but think that when she held Brittany, their bodies seemed to fit far better than anyone else she'd been with.

The dance crew were leaving the next day, as they had already committed to be part of a tour. They were going to be gone for atleast two months, and Brittany would be going with them. Santana hung around, not ready to leave yet, and more importantly hoping to speak to Brittany before she left. Her chance finally came when she saw the blonde, walking towards her.

"Hey!" She said

"Hi Santana." The blonde replied a little downcast

Santana's first instinct was to hold her. She stilled her arms and settled for a "What's wrong?"

"I'm leaving this evening. I don't really want to say good bye"

Santana felt a glimmer of hope. Did she mean she didn't want to say goodbye to her? Was there something here after all?

"I know what you mean Britt. These past few months have been a lot of fun. "

"Yeah and now I have to leave all my new friends, and Kurt n Blaine n Rachel and…you" her voice barely above a whisper

Santana's heart started beating wildly. She just searched Brittany's face, willing her to say what she wanted her to say.

"I just started being friends with you all again and now I'm going to miss you all so much."

Santana felt like she'd been punched in the gut. Friends! That's all they were!

But Brittany looked really upset and Santana couldn't stand that either, so she hugged her.

"Hey don't think like that, it's just going to be a couple of months, and you'll be back here with us after that."

Brittany nodded still looking downcast

Santana gently tapped Brittany's nose saying, "You're gonna be fine. And we're so going to talk all the time. "

"You promise?" Brittany asked. Santana felt like her heart was being squeezed. Brittany looked so damn adorable that all she wanted to do was kiss her.

"Promise." She replied, holding up her pinkie. Brittany giggled and linked it with hers.

"And I'll wear this friendship bracelet to remember you by," she said.

And just like that, Brittany was gone. Santana stood there in disbelief, wondering how in that time, Brittany had managed to turn her life upside down.

That night she lay in bed feeling exhausted. She'd been avoiding everyone's calls only sending a quick text to Laura saying she wasn't feeling too well and was going to bed early. Her thoughts were racing, and all she could think about was that there was a big hole in her being that wasn't there before. She'd picked up her phone to call Brittany, then tossed it aside only to pick it up five minutes later. She finally settled on a text saying- Hey hope you had a good flight and have reached safely JShe waited but there was no reply. It was stupid but she missed Brittany already. She was going to miss holding hands or exchanging looks on sets and living in their own private bubble, just like high school. She was really confused about her feelings. Was it possible to like two people at once? She had Laura who was really fun and whom she did care about a lot. She wasn't sure she loved her though. But on the other hand there was Brittany, the girl who she shared so much history with, her first love and her best friend. She wasn't sure Brittany loved her either, although they'd had sex and kissed, but they never mentioned it to each other again. But just like high school she had no idea whether the blonde was actually in love with her. Santana groaned into her pillow, sleep was not going to come easy.

She woke up the next morning to her phone ringing. It was Brittany. She snatched it up with way too much eagerness and answered, "Hey Britt-Britt"

"Hi Santana. I'm sorry I didn't answer your text last night. Rob offered me a ride back from the airport and we were hanging out. I didn't see it till really late." She said brightly

Santana froze, Rob was the guy who had been hitting on Brittany and dancing with her at her party. What was he even doing there?

"Umm… oh is he from Chicago too?" she asked hoping he was just visiting

"He is now. He'd joined the dance crew just before we left and he really likes it here. He's planning on staying back and I'm probably going out apartment hunting with him later today." she answered

Santana felt her breath catch in her throat. Brittany could date whoever she wanted, her mind reasoned. But Santana had always been possessive and hearing this just made it worse. "That's nice.. uhhh Britt I gotta go now." She said, desperate to get off the phone.

"Oh…ok. Bye Santana. I miss you" Brittany said sounding reluctant to hang up "Maybe we can talk later?"

Santana hung up.