Ok as promised here is the next chapter! Two chapters in two days? Unheard of for me! Haha.

Thank you to everyone who is reading and reviewing this story, it means a lot:)

Now this chapter skips a few months and now Santana is going into her final year of school. We don't see Dr. Lopez in this one but just imagine behind the scenes he is working his ass off to pay for Brittany's medical expenses.

Enjoy!

'Santana! Come on dear you're going to be late for your first day as a senior!' Maria called to her daughter. Santana threw the rest of her incredibly thick science and maths books into her bag and slung it over her shoulder. She didn't bother looking in the mirror to see what she looked like. She knew she looked like shit.

'Oh you're just wearing your sweats to school today?' Maria asked in the warmest tone possible. She didn't want to say anything to set her daughter on edge. Santana just replied with a simple 'yep' and grabbed the lunch bag Maria held out for her. She continued walking until she was out the front door.

'Well ok then, have a good day dear!' Maria called after her. Santana didn't look back to reply. She would consider it a good day if she got through it without one person approaching her in a fit of tears. The odds of that – slim to none. Santana sighed and unlocked her car, she couldn't even remember the last time she had driven. It had to have been before...

Santana shook her head from her thoughts and yanked the car door open, stopping it just short of smashing into the garage door. Just get through the day. Just get through the day. One day at a time. She put her seatbelt on and started the car. The welcome noise of the engine running drowned out some of her thoughts, she blasted the radio for good measure though, and soon all that was running through her mind were the lyrics to Rihanna's Rude Boy.

As soon as the big gates of her school came into view Santana took in a big breath. She watched as all the kids laughed and talked to each other as they got out of their cars or off the bus, or how they lounged around on the patches of grass waiting for class to start. You can do this.

Santana parked her car in her usual spot and was not surprised at all when Quinn was perched up against her own car waiting. She saw the girl instantly straighten when she drove into her spot. Here we go.

'Hi Santana.' Quinn said with a little too much cheer. Santana saw right through it instantly. Quinn was shaking in her boots trying not to say the wrong thing. Santana could almost feel a smile itch on her face but it quickly subsided almost as fast as it came.

'Fabray if you're going to wet your pants every time you say something to me i'd rather you keep your distance, it's unhygienic.'

Quinn's mouth fell open in shock and then quickly closed again with a sigh. 'Sorry.' She said shyly. Santana rolled her eyes and the two began walking to class.

'Don't sweat it, just be normal ok, please. I can't stand people looking at me like i'm made of glass.'

Quinn nodded thoughtfully. 'Well, in that case..you look like shit.'

Santana let out her first real laugh since all this happened. She almost didn't recognise the odd sound that had come from her mouth. She smiled at how good it felt to laugh again. It quickly disappeared however. I shouldn't laugh..Not without her.

'Thank you.' Santana said genuinely.

'You're welcome.' Quinn smiled back. 'So, coming to glee club today?'

'I don't think so' Santana said quietly, shifting her bag further up her shoulder as it sagged from the weight.

'Santana..' she could hear the speech coming in Quinn's voice before she had even began.

'Look Quinn, i just want to get through this year, graduate, make my parents happy so they will leave me alone so i can do whatever the fuck i want by myself, Glee club is not a part of my life anymore.' Santana attempted to walk faster but Quinn grabbed her arm with new found force.

'Hey, you wanted normal, well glee club is normal for you.'

'I don't need it anymore.' Santana scoffed and shoved past Quinn.

'You're going to have to face us sooner or later Santana!' Quinn called after her. Shit. That's true. Maybe i could just go today and tell them all to leave me the fuck alone. Might as well get all the crap over and done with in one day.

Santana headed to first class which was English. Great. She took the seat right at the back and closest to the window. She figured if she could stare out the window for the whole class she wouldn't have to pay attention to all the eyes watching her every move.

'Uh, um, ok class let's begin shall we.' She didn't need to look to know that the teacher was stuttering because he had just realised Santana was in his class. This year is going to be the longest year of my life. She wished she could have just kept being homeschooled like the rest of last year, but no her mom wanted her back at school for senior year. Ugh.

Santana rested her head on her open palm and gazed out the window, watching the rain slap onto the concrete walkway as students splashed through the puddles in a hurry to get to class. She mumbled a 'Thanks' as a sheet of paper was placed on her desk, making no attempt to actually read the required text for today's lesson.

She continued looking out the window, contemplating how many seconds were in a day, when a small butterfly landed on the outside windowsill directly in front of her face, it was shielding itself from the rain. She tried, she tried so hard not to think of the young blonde girl she had met when she was eight who had been chasing a butterfly around without a care in the world, while she watched in awe from a far. Crap. Santana squeezed her eyes shut and tore them away from the window. She grabbed the stupid work sheet and instantly started filling her mind with themes of A Streetcar Named Desire.

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She was the first one out of English and she all but sprinted to her locker. She fumbled with the code that she had had for the past couple of years and almost stumbled back in shock when someone came to stand next to her and began working on their own lock.

'That's not your locker.' Santana snapped at the freshman. The young girl looked at her in shock.

'Um, i ah, y-yes it is.' She said shyly. 'I-I got assigned this locker.' Santana's heart sank when the girl opened the locker and it was filled with cut out magazine pictures of zac efron and Liam Hemsworth. The locker which once held pictures of her and Brittany, unicorns and drawings of lord Tubbington was destroyed with teen crushes. 'I-I can see if i can get a new one?'

'Don't bother you've already wrecked it.' Santana said coldly. She brushed past the shocked girl and made her way angrily to glee club.

The door to glee club was already open when she arrived so she had no chance to brace herself before the onslaught of hugs came at her, and sure enough they did. They were all sitting and waiting, Quinn smiled at her when she saw she had actually come. Rachel was the first out of her seat and catapulting towards the Latina who defensively held out her hands.

'Uh ah, stop right there Berry, i don't want to catch dwarfism, and as for the rest of you, you can stay perched on those seats.' Rachel stopped in her tracks, and the rest of the club stayed awkwardly in a standing-sitting position. 'I just came to say that i will no longer be lending you the pleasure of hearing my glorious voice on a daily basis, so as of today..There's also no reason any of you should feel the need to talk to me at school or out of school for that matter ok?' Santana watched as everyone fell silent.

'Uh Santana?'

'Save it Mr. Shue, i'm not staying in glee club.' Santana stated sternly.

'Well that's your choice and we can all respect that, but..' Santana raised a challenging brow. 'We would really appreciate it if you could sit in on today's class.' Mr. Shue laid a soft hand on her shoulder.

'Look i'm really not in the mood to hear Barbra bust out a – '

'We won't be singing today.' Shuester cut her off. Santana narrowed her eyes in confusion. looked around at the others before continuing. 'Today we are just going to talk, about our feelings towards – '

'Oh hell no!' Santana began to walk out but gently stopped her.

'You don't have to talk ok, just sit and listen, i think Brittany would – '

'Don't.' Santana said sharply. Mr Shuester just nodded knowingly.

'Sorry, just please sit ok? We just want to pay our respects.'

Santana stared up into his eyes. She didn't want to do this. She didn't want to sit and listen to everyone talk about Brittany like she was never coming back. No come on you have to do this. Britt would be so disappointed if you didn't, suck it up. She owed it to Brittany, she owed everything to her.

'Fine.' She mumbled eventually. She watched as everyone pulled out their chairs into the middle of the room and formed a circle. The atmosphere was eerily quiet, Santana actually found herself enjoying the silence. That was until Mr. Shue opened his big gob again.

'Ok, well i thought it would be nice if we just all went around and said something nice about Brittany, or something that you were feeling...You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, it's open to anyone, um i'll go first...Brittany' Santana flinched at the mention of her name, everyone had been so careful not to say it for so long, hearing her name just made it all real again. '...she's the most interesting student i've ever taught and has completely changed the way i teach, i no longer see one right answer to every question but rather an endless list of possibilities. Brittany's shown me how to see all those different answers i never opened myself up to before.'

Santana could recall Brittany's words perfectly, it almost shocked her how much attention she had paid to the blonde when she could never even remember what she had for breakfast that morning, but in another way..it didn't shock her at all.

'San, today i cut all the sleeves off my dad's sweaters and gave them to Mr. Shue so in the winter he can sew them onto his vests so he doesn't get cold, i couldn't really tell but i think he was pretty thankful.'

There was a long silence before the next person spoke. Santana kept her eyes trained on the fiddling hands in her lap. She couldn't look at anyone. She didn't want to see the hurt she had been harvesting for months played out on everyone's faces.

Mike's voice quivered a little as he spoke. 'S-she taught me some pretty sick dance moves, ones that i had been trying to master for years. She said the secret was convincing yourself you could already do the move, so you wouldn't be scared of falling...Pretty smart now that i think of it.'

Santana rolled her eyes. He's only realising NOW how much of a genius she was.

'Yeah she helped me with dancing too.' Finn spoke up. 'She told me not to worry about my dancing because apparently i looked like a duck when i danced, and that ducks were cool. It was a weird compliment, but it worked, now when i think about my steps i think about ducks and it makes me smile and forget that i suck.'

Santana couldn't help the small smile that itched on her lips. She quickly dispersed of it though, like an unwanted gift thrown under her bed.

'Sannn you know how before people have kids sometimes they get puppies first to see how well they can handle taking care of something?..Well i think we should get ducks instead because then if our baby gets super powers and can fly at least we will know what to do, and plus ducks are really cute.'

'She told me she was jealous of me' Artie started 'because she was made just like everybody else but god made me different, she thought i was in some sort of secret heavenly club and that one day i would rule the earth and everyone would have to bow down to my wheelchair.' Artie chuckled at the memory and a few of the others joined in.

'San, i asked Artie today if we can share the same dungeon when he takes over the world and he said sure thing! So you don't have to worry ok?'

Tina was next. 'She told me not to wear so much black because happy clothes make you happy, and black isn't happy.' She smiled to herself as she looked down at her pastel pink dress. 'Well i stopped wearing so much black, and now i'm happy, go figure.' A few more chuckles were heard, Santana still couldn't bring herself to lift her eyes from her lap.

'San, i always feel like wearing bright clothes when i'm around you.'

'She told me that i'm a unicorn, and made me see that it was ok to be myself.' Kurt sounded as though he was a thousand miles away when he spoke, like his thoughts were far from the room, but not far from the blonde.

'I wish i could be as unicorn as Kurt...'

Mercedes spoke from next to Santana. 'She helped me with my confidence, because a diva sure needs sass...She was the first person to ever call me beautiful.' Kurt whispered a quiet 'you are beautiful' which was greeted with a smile.

'Dad told me that beauty is within the eye of the beholder, i looked around all day trying to find the guy holding an eyeball but i couldn't find him anywhere, even at the ballpark...I don't know it really confused me so i just decided to change the words a bit, now i know it as beauty is within Santana. I think that has a better ring to it anyway.'

It was silent for a few more minutes before Rachel began to speak. Santana instantly closed her eyes and prayed that she said something that wouldn't make her want to punch that gigantic nose off her face. She was shocked to hear the over confident girl on the brink of tears. 'She taught me that love isn't about stalking someone and pressuring them until they love you but, giving them the time to figure that out for themselves.'

Santana instantly looked up at Rachel to see if she had been talking directly to her. Every word seemed to relate to everything she hated about herself and everything she loved about Brittany. Brittany had somehow managed to put up with all of Santana's shit for so long, only relying on hope that one day she would let her into her heart. Rachel had tears streaming down her face and it took a few seconds for Santana to realise she had been talking about her and Finn. But Brittany had given her that advice, she knew, and she still waited for me. Santana felt her own tears well up in her eyes and tried desperately to force them down.

'Britt-Britt will you wait for me? I just have to talk to Puck for a second, ass-hole thinks he can go a whole day without texting me and get away with it.'

'I'll always wait for you San.'

She was pulled from her thoughts when Puck started to speak. 'There was something about her...innocence i guess. With every other girl i would just dive in and not think about the consequences but with Brittany, i just couldn't bring myself to go there.' Santana death stared Puck to no end. Was he really doing this? There was very little will power stopping Santana from going all Lima heights in the choir room. 'Don't get me wrong i still tried but she shut me down in like a millisecond, she didn't even blink.' Santana let her fists which had balled up relax back into her lap. 'And now seeing what Santana and Brittany have or...had... I kinda want something like that, and that's never even crossed my mind before.' Had. That word hit Santana like a ton of bricks. She had love. She had Brittany. She had everything. Now she has nothing.

'What were you talking to Puck about Britt? Do i need to hurt him?'

'Nothing that matters, and no you don't silly.'

Santana could feel tears getting closer and closer to the edge. There was silence. That must be everyone. Before she could look up again Quinn began to speak. Her usually strong voice wavering.

'When she found out i was pregnant... Everyone was asking me, what am i going to do? How am i going to raise a baby? What are you going to call it? How are you going to afford all this? But Brittany...' Quinn sighed and tilted her head back as she remembered 'She just came up to me one day and said Quinn, you are so lucky to already have someone who is completely a part of you, and will always love you no matter what, now you have what i have too.'

Any attempt to hold back tears were destroyed with those last words. Santana stood up so fast she had to reach back for her chair to steady herself.

'Do you think people can die from loving too much? Because i don't want to die..'

'Of course not Britt, if that were the case you would have killed me a long time ago.'

She could hear people saying her name but she couldn't make out the different voices. Before she knew it she was running through the halls and didn't stop until rain was hitting her face as she pushed out the exit to the car park. Tears were running freely down her face, and she thanked god it was raining to cover her state. She made it to her car in record time and headed straight for the backseat. She needed to lay down, she needed to compose herself.

As soon as she was in the car she reached over the console and turned the car heater on. Sighing when she felt it pick up and spread warm air around the vehicle. She laid flat on the backseat and looked up at the ceiling. 'I need you. I can't get through today without you..please.' she found herself saying as tears coated her cheeks.

The rain splashing against the window was reminding Santana of her last camping trip with Brittany. She couldn't help but smile at the memory...

'San hurry up and get in here' Brittany called out as soon as she shuffled into the backseat of the Latina's stuck car. Santana hurried in and slammed the door shut behind her to shield them from the pelting rain. She was immediately engulfed in a tight hug before she could catch her breath and pale legs were flung across her lap. She stared into deep blue eyes and let out a content sigh.

'Hi' she said in a breath. The blonde just giggled and nudged their noses together.

'You promised you were going to warm me up, but right now i'm just wet and cold.' Brittany pouted, trying to conceal her smirk as she knew the effect she would be having on the Latina.

'Hmm you're wet are you? Well i can deal with that but i certainly won't have you being cold' Santana smiled and pressed her lips tightly against pink ones and felt the blonde smile into the kiss. Their lips melted together and glided over eachother perfectly, the rain water helping the fluency. Santana sucked down on Brittany's bottom lip, her eyes rolling into the back of her head from tasting the sweetness, it was like her lips were made out of strawberries. Brittany moaned into the kiss and flicked her tongue gently over Santana's top lip, causing a moan from the other girl before she opened her mouth wider and begged for the blonde's tongue to enter her mouth. Brittany didn't hesitate and soon their tongues were massaging against the other as their hands explored thighs.

'Is this heating you up baby?' Santana said breathlessly as she pulled back for air. She could no longer feel the cold and she was pretty sure the water on her skin would turn into steam if they kept going.

'mhhmmm' Brittany muffled into her neck before she placed hot kisses down her jaw, her neck, her collar bone, her chest..

'Britt' Santana moaned, she tugged on Brittany's right thigh and Brittany took the hint and straddled her hips before continuing the assault on her neck. Santana bucked her hips and were matched instantly with a downwards thrust of pale ones. 'Fuck' she moaned again ' Britt i need you naked.'

'You can have me any way you want me baby' Brittany said seductively as she pulled back from Santana's chest and lifted her arms for the Latina to undress her. Santana smiled hungrily at the blonde's outstretched body and decided she couldn't wait to carefully undress her girlfriend. Instead she locked her fingers between the top buttons of Brittany's light blue shirt and ripped them apart, a button or two flying across the car. Brittany gasped with the sudden exposure of her chest before giggling and pressing her lips back to Santana's.

'Your turn' Brittany winked and took a hold of the tight fitting fabric hugging Santana's breasts and before the Latina could tell her she couldn't rip it the material was tearing a line down her body until it flew open at the hem of her jeans.

'That was so hot Britt' Santana said as her chest heaved up and down in shock and awe.

'Mmm take off your bra' Brittany cooed, her hands slid down a tan stomach to the hem of her jeans where she didn't waste time unbuttoning. Santana took her bra off urgently, probably ripping that too as she watched Brittany try and tug her pants down her thighs. She unclasped brittany's bra in the process which the blonde quickly threw over the front seat and then went back to the task at hand. The position they were in was making it impossible for them to undress.

'Lie down babe' Santana said softly as she lifted her hips up and twisted, causing an unconscious moan to slip from pink lips. She smiled and laid Brittany down across the backseat and slid in between her thighs. She shuffled down to her shorts and quickly made away with them, mimicking the blonde's movements and throwing them over the front seat, followed quickly by pink panties. She wanted to ravish her girlfriend right then and there but before she could pale hands came up again fumbling with her jeans. She smiled and helped Brittany pull them down her legs until they too were chucked over her head along with her panties.

'That's better' Brittany smiled. Santana leant down to kiss those perfect pink lips she was craving but stopped a breath away from touching. She gazed into deep blue eyes again and couldn't help the ridiculous smile that was spreading across her face.

'What?' Brittany asked with an equally as big smile pulling on her lips.

'You are so beautiful.' Santana smiled and her heart fluttered when she saw the blush creeping onto pale cheeks. 'I love you.' The words still made her heart beat that extra bit quicker.

'I love you too' the blonde said gently with a content smile, and just like that all the hunger and urgency left the atmosphere and without speaking they slowed down from hungry sex to making sweet love. Santana closed the gap and pressed her lips softly against Brittany's, tasting those sweet strawberries again. She deepened the kiss when she felt a creamy tongue brush over her lips and she found her hand drifting over warm skin, down Brittany's chest, over her breasts, across her stomach and down her thighs. On the way back up she trailed the inside of her thighs and placed her hand lightly over Brittany's core. A whimper escaped Brittany's mouth and any plan she had for teasing the girl went out the window when she felt a pool of liquid slip through her fingers.

'B-Baby..' Santana said in disbelief as the arousal coursed through her body.

'I-I need you r-right now, please San' Brittany breathed, she almost looked like she was in pain waiting for further contact. Santana put most of her weight on Brittany as she trailed loving kisses down the blonde's neck before slowly running two fingers through her wet folds. Brittany let out a loud moan and bucked her hips up into Santana's hand. She could now feel her own wetness seeping onto her thighs and she wanted the others girl's touch just as much. She brought her thumb up to Brittany's clit and began rubbing teasingly slow circles, pushing firmly down every so often. Brittany was a mess below her and she knew she could make her cum just by doing this.

'P-Please San' Brittany whined.

'What do you want baby?' Santana whispered into Brittany's ear before biting down on her earlobe.

'oh fuck' the blonde exhaled and without answering the question she brought her own hand down to Santana's core and began rubbing her hand hard back and forth over her centre.

'Jesus fuck!' Santana almost screamed in pleasure. 'Ok ok' she said getting the hint and entering two fingers inside the blonde's waiting entrance. A deep moan buried out from Brittany's throat and she began bucking her hips back up into Santana's hand. Santana pumped her hand harder and rubbed tighter circles with her thumb until she could feel the blonde's walls start to contract against her fingers.

'Uhhh you're so good at that, come with me San.' Brittany moaned and slipped two fingers between Santana's folds and dipped them into her core creating a deep belly moan from the Latina, who slowed her movements for a second, forgetting she was still inside the blonde and relishing in the pleasure from feeling slender fingers curling within. They found a good rhythm and soon they were both reaching their climax.

'I'm so c-close San' brittany's free hand reached up to the steamed window above her head and her palm pushed against the glass to steady herself.

'M-me too' Santana stuttered, she was so close she could barely form any words. Her heart rate had picked up considerably and she knew she was on the verge of an attack but she didn't want to stop, even being in the middle of nowhere with no transport to a hospital an attack could be fatal but looking down at her beautiful girlfriend, whose brow was furrowed with pleasure and warm hand was melting the water vapour on the window, she knew there was no where she would rather be. She could feel Brittany's walls growing tighter and tighter and with one last curl of her fingers they both collapsed in a fit of pleasure. Brittany's hand slid back down the window leaving a handprint and glided down Santana's wet back. They both panted and relished in their orgasms for minutes before finally pulling their fingers from within eachother. Brittany brought her fingers up to her lips and gently took them into her mouth, sucking them clean. Santana felt another wave of arousal rush through her body.

'Baby the things you do to me' Santana panted. The blonde just giggled and brought her lips up so Santana could taste herself mixed with strawberries, another moan escaping her lips.

'I love you' Brittany said innocently and the latina found it hard to believe it was the same girl who just made her cum in the backseat of her car.

'I love you more than anything else in the entire world.' Santana stated honestly and Brittany blushed. 'Are you still cold?'

Brittany shook her head. 'Never been hotter'

'I can agree with that.' Santana smirked as she traced her eyes over the breath taking body lying beneath her.

'I love you' the blonde repeated.

'You already said that' Santana giggled and placed another kiss to pink lips.

'No San, i mean i really love you, like...I want to spend the rest of my life with you.' Brittany stated shyly, hoping her girlfriend felt the same way. Santana rested on her elbows so she could look into her blue eyes and see the love behind them. She had never felt so much love and adoration in her life. Brittany was the only one who looked at her like that. She had started speaking before the words had even formed in her mouth.

'I, Santana Lopez'

'San what are you doing?'

'Sssh just listen. I Santana Lopez, take you Brittany Pierce – '

'San..' Brittany's cheeks were growing redder by the second.

'to be my forever...I promise to love you...and to cherish you' Santana began placing small gentle kisses to her lips with every word. 'I promise to stand up for you if someone is giving you a hard time or making you sad, and seriously i will kick their ass' Brittany giggled '...I promise to read to you and bring you caramel hearts when you're sick...' the tears forming in Brittany's eyes just urged Santana on.

' I promise to always be there to hold you when you sleep...and i promise that i will do everything i can to make you feel the way you make me feel every single day. I love you Britt, forever...and always.'

Silent tears fell from bright blue eyes and Santana lifted her hand to wipe them away.

'You're my forever too'

Santana smiled, feeling her heart swell ten times its size. Loving kisses were exchanged until they couldn't feel their lips anymore.

'Well now that its settled we are going to be together forever and ever, i suggest we eat that delicious smelling pie before it gets cold.'

Brittany giggled and nodded her head in agreement. Santana gave her one more kiss before she pulled their bodies apart and climbed into the passenger seat to retrieve the pie.

'Britt, there's a blanket in the boot if you lift up the middle bit, oh...and i brought some champagne too.'

Brittany looked back with a smirk. 'Champagne?' she asked as she lifted up the middle back seat and digged around for the blanket and champagne.

'Yeah it's a necessity when you go camping, didn't you know?' Santana said sarcastically. The blonde just shook her head and retrieved the goods before replacing the seat back upright. Santana crawled back over to Brittany who wrapped the blanket comfortably over both their naked bodies. She placed another kiss to her girlfriend's lips before pulling the pie out of its bag.

'I don't think anything is ever going to taste as good as those lips but this pie does smell pretty damn good.' The waft of warm raspberry filled their nostrils and they both sighed in awe. 'Um we don't have any cutlery' Santana said in annoyance.

'We can just use our hands San.' Brittany said like it was the simplest answer.

'Of course, you're so smart baby.' Santana smiled placing a light kiss to the blonde's forehead whose eyes were trained on the pie. 'Let's dig in.'

Ten minutes later and they managed to have eaten half of the pie, Brittany spilt a chunk onto the floor which was sure to leave a stain but Santana didn't care, she was too happy.

Santana sat up from her crouched position on the back seat and turned onto her belly to see the clear as day red stained patch of flooring behind the passenger seat. She smiled at the thought of watching the blonde try to clean it but only managing to make the patch bigger.

'Champagne?' Santana asked as she held the bottle up.

'Yes please' Brittany smiled excitedly. 'Oh can i do it?!'

'Sure' Santana giggled and handed the bottle over to the ecstatic blonde. 'Now just make sure you aim it – '

Before she could finish the cork had hit hard into the window behind Santana's head, leaving a small crack in the corner.

'omg San i'm so sorry!' Brittany apologised as she tried desperately to stop the flow of champagne which was spouting from the bottle, realising in the end the only way to stop it was to put her mouth over the hole and try to drink as much as she could.

'Britt it's alright seriously' Santana laughed ' i'll just get my dad to pay for it, no biggie really.'

Brittany took another gulp before taking her lips from the bottle. 'so you're not mad?'

'Of course not, i could never be mad at you. Now are you going to let me have some of that you hog.' Santana winked.

Santana didn't even bother looking up at the window. She knew the crack was still there, her dad hadn't gotten around to fixing it yet. Now, she hopes he never will.

'I guess, but only because i love you.' Brittany winked back before climbing onto the Latina's lap. 'hey look, we made the windows all steamy.' She giggled.

'Haha yeah, well you are pretty hot babe.'

Brittany just smiled contently as she drew on the window, Santana not paying attention while she took a long gulp of champagne, scrunching up her nose at the taste. When she looked back at the blonde she was staring straight into her eyes with a loving smile plastered on her face.

'What?' Santana asked knowingly.

'Nothing, i'm just really...Happy.'

Santana sighed as she buried her face into the back seat. Come back to me. Come back to me. Come back to me. The rain had slowed to a light drizzle outside. Although she knew it was still there, Santana raised her head anyway to have another glance at the crack in the window from Brittany's attempt at popping a champagne bottle. Santana gasped at what she saw. It can't be. There's no way it could still be there...well i guess it is possible. Santana was staring at the drawing she had missed Brittany write on the steamed window all that time ago. It made sense, it hadn't been this cold since then and with the heater on it was finally uncovering what had been hidden for months. She couldn't take her eyes off the window. Is this real? Am i dreaming?

Staring back at her was a big love heart, and in the middle were the words:

B & S

4EVER

Santana lifted a hand hesitantly to the steamed window and without making contact with the glass, she began tracing the letters slowly. She closed her eyes, imagining she was watching Brittany's hand move elegantly through the air.

She was startled when she felt a gust of wind flow through the car and the glass pulled from her reach. Santana opened her eyes in shock to see Rachel climb into the backseat with her and close the door behind herself. Santana quickly wiped her eyes of tears and worked at plastering her bitch glare on her face while Rachel pulled her coat tighter against her chest and shivered from the cold.

They sat in silence. Both not quite sure what was going to happen. Santana couldn't quite believe the nerve of Berry to actually get in her car uninvited and force her presence upon her.

'Santana are you ok?' Rachel finally summoned the courage to ask. Santana scoffed as she threw her head back in disbelief.

'Do i look fucking ok Berry? Can you just fuck off and leave me alone i don't need your piercing voice to add to my headache!' To her credit, Rachel actually stood her ground.

'I'm not going anywhere.' Santana whipped her head back to look at Rachel in shock. So berry has finally grown some balls? Too bad it's too late.

'Argh don't you ever get a fucking hint dwarf? I. Do. Not. Like. You! Now get out of my car!' Santana emphasised by throwing her hands towards the door. Rachel was looking at her with sad eyes and it was really getting under Santana's fucking skin. What does she know about me, she knows nothing!

'you can only take it one day at a time.' Rachel said quietly and even dared to place her gloved hand on top of Santana's. Santana was shocked by the warm touch. She had spent months pushing people away and stopping everyone from touching her that she had forgotten how comforting it was just to feel another living body against hers, and the only person who had managed to be able to comfort her was Rachel fucking Berry. Why is she doing this? Why is she trying to help me when all i've ever done is make her life hell? Faintly in the back of her mind Santana heard the memory of a sweet voice murmur.

Rachel's not so bad, once you get to know her...

Santana sighed and closed her eyes as she slowly, and hesitantly placed her other hand over Rachels, thanking Rachel for not flinching at the unexpected gesture.

'I-It's been months and it's not getting any better. It still hurts.'

'That's because you're not trying.' Santana snapped her hands back so fast she nearly hit Rachel in the face. Not trying? Not trying?!

'Not trying?! Fuck you hobbit! You have no idea how hard it is to just get up in the morning, every single fucking night i wish that morning wouldn't come... that i won't ever have to wake up without her again.' Santana didn't even realise she was crying until she felt Rachel's fingers skim over her cheeks in an attempt to brush the onslaught of tears away. Santana moved to push Rachel's hands away but in the last moment she realised that she was pulling her in instead. Rachel's arms looped around Santana's body and she held the shaking girl tight to her chest.

'It just hurts so much...I don't want it to hurt anymore.' Santana sobbed.

'Sshh it'll go away, just give it time.' Rachel cooed and softly stroked dark hair.

'I don't want it to go away, i just want her back.' Santana buried her face further into Rachel and let the other girl rock her gently as they both listened to the rain splash against the windows. Rachel found her own tears sliding down her cheeks and landing in dark locks.

'Thank you Rachel.' It was quiet, so quiet Rachel barely heard. However she did, and she couldn't help but feel another set of tears approach at the sound of her actual name leaving Santana's mouth, she didn't think the day would ever come, and considering the circumstances, now she kind of wished the day never had to come.

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After their weirdly comforting cry session in Santana's car Rachel offered to drive Santana home but she insisted she would be fine and thanked the girl again. Rachel smiled a nod and ran back through the rain to her next class, probably the only time in her life she had ever been late to a class Santana thought.

Santana was driving home and as if by habit she turned down Brittany's street and didn't realise what she had done until she was parked in the Pierce's driveway and waiting for Brittany to give her a goodbye kiss. When she looked over at the passenger seat to see it empty she closed her eyes tight and rested her head on the steering wheel. Stop doing this to yourself...Please.

She looked up to the front porch and she swore she saw a young Brittany sitting on the steps with her power puffs schoolbag resting on her shoulders, and watching the morning birds fly by as she waited for a little Latina to walk by so they could walk to school together.

Santana was about to put the car into reverse when she noticed that the Pierce's weren't home. They must still be at work, she thought. Without knowing what she was doing Santana was out of the car and walking towards the front door. Every thought in her mind was screaming at her not to do this, not to ruin her soul even more, not to torture herself with memories of a different time, but her muscles weren't listening to a single word, and soon she was reaching for the spare key on her key chain which Sharon had eventually given her, and was pushing the front door open.

The first thing she noticed was the smell. It smelt like home. It felt warm even though it was still so cold outside and no one had been in the house for hours. The colours were brighter than her own house and it seemed odd to her that everything still felt strangely the same.

Tentatively Santana made her way up the familiar staircase, trailing her fingertips along the frames that hung on the wall. She didn't look at them, she had already memorised which frames held which photo's of the family and she flicked through them in her head as they went by.

When she reached brittany's room she felt like all thoughts had suddenly drained from her mind and she was left clear. Her palms were sweating and her heart was beating faster. One thought managed to slip into her mind and that thought was if they had turned Brittany's room into a gym she was going to go all Lima heights! She quickly pushed that thought aside though because Brittany's parents were the sweetest people to ever grace the earth and they loved their daughter more than anything.

With a deep breath Santana opened the door. Brittany. If she felt like home when she walked into the house she felt like home was giving her a giant hug when she walked into this room. Everything was Brittany. The baby blue wall paper with pictures of Brittany and Santana and the rest of the glee club spread over her walls, the pink knitted quilts resting on the end of her bed and Lord Tubbingtons bed in the far corner. Santana walked fully into the room closing the door behind her and was engulfed in a strawberry scent which made her unconsciously lick her lips.

For some reason Santana felt herself drawn to the bed in the middle of the room. The bed was perfectly made just as Brittany made it every morning before school with the fluffy pink pillow in the centre of the other pillows because it was her favourite. Santana edged closer to the bed until she could run her fingers softly over the covers. The room was everything Brittany and although she was nervous a minute ago she now found herself more relaxed then she had been in months. Her eyelids suddenly felt heavier and it was like all the months of restless nights were finally catching up with her and she actually felt that if she closed her eyes for a minute she might just be able to sleep peacefully.

With the hope of just half an hour's rest from the pain of the outside world Santana carefully eased herself onto her side of Brittany's bed, making sure not to disturb Brittany's side in any way, shape or form. She kicked off her shoes and laid her legs gently along the quilts before lowering her head to lay on one of the pillows. Yes. Santana Lopez was home.

She turned her head into the pillow and inhaled the sweet scent of Brittany that she had been craving for way too long. Everything was warm and comforting, the only thing to make her feel safer would be to have long slender arms wrapped tightly around her body and blonde hair tracing her neck. Curling up into a ball as her senses were exposed to everything she longed for, Santana finally, and peacefully, let exhaustion take her to the place where she dreamed, the place where Brittany's smile still shone bright.

That was like the longest chapter I've ever written. How was it?

Next chapter I think I'm gonna have some more people find out about Brittany, maybe Santana, haven't decided yet:/

Love you xx