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The sun was shining bright and reflecting its rays off the sky scrapers towering over the streets of New York. The traffic was thick and the umbrellas were safely stored inside for another day.
Santana walked off the busy streets and entered a building which had become extremely familiar to her over the last few months. The walls of the hospital were brighter and most of the nurses appeared to suddenly remember how to smile. They could all blame it on the sudden change in weather over the last week, but Santana knew it was the smile of a certain blonde which had lit up the gloomy city.
The happy Latina smiled confidently as she bounced down the busy halls. She straightened her tight purple dress and fixed her smooth and slick ponytail. She had checked her makeup before she had gotten out of the cab so she knew she still looked radiant, with a just hint of smouldering.
Yes, maybe this was all a little too dressed up for a hospital visit, but it wasn't any regular visit. She wasn't coming to sit by Brittany's side and hold her hand while she described what Lord Tubbington had been up to while the blonde was away.
No, today she was coming to take her baby home.
Brittany had finally been cleared by Dr Miller and was available to go home any time this week. So sure enough, Santana hopped into a cab on Monday morning and paid the cabbie extra to get her to the hospital fast.
And now she couldn't keep that damn smile off her face as she neared Brittany's room.
After Santana picks her up they're meeting Brittany's parents at a restaurant twenty minutes away to celebrate. Not many people would be excited to have a lunch date with their girlfriend's parents, but Santana's excitement only grew with the thought of sharing this moment with Sharon and James. After all they had gone through exactly what she had been through this last year, maybe even more.
When Santana finally reached Brittany's room she stopped for a second as her hand lingered on the door handle. She took a step back and straightened her posture. The hand that wasn't lingering on the door handle was clutching a single white long-stemmed rose. She had planned to bring a bouquet of flowers but decided against it at the last moment because Brittany's room was already filled with colourful flowers from all her family and friends. So a simple white rose seemed perfect. She took a deep breath and held the rose behind her back before swiftly opening the door.
There, standing in a long floral dress by the open window, with the sun shining over her angelic body as she gazed out into the busy streets of New York, was the love of her life.
Brittany.
Santana stood there for several minutes without the blonde's knowledge. She needed time to take in the sight before her. Brittany looked absolutely beautiful. Her skin showed no sign of the trauma it had been through, her hair looked so silky it could run through Santana's hand like a golden river, her piercing blue eyes reflected the sun light and made them shine like they never had before, and that smile… well her mother once told her that if you catch someone smiling to themselves when they are alone, you know they are truly and utterly happy in this world.
Santana's smile only grew watching Brittany and it was becoming increasingly hard to hang onto the rose behind her back when all her arms and legs seemed to want to do was to collapse to the floor like jelly.
'You're beautiful.' She finally breathed and it wasn't even meant to be said aloud but when she saw Brittany turn on the balls of her feet and smile so big her cheeks bunched up like a little chipmunk, well yeah it was totally worth it.
'You too.' Brittany winked after she recovered from her light blush.
Brittany's eyes were raking all over her body like all she wanted to do was rip her clothes off and take her right here. It was making Santana throb in areas she hadn't felt for an extremely long time, and when Brittany bit down on her lip she couldn't take it anymore.
'Jesus Britt, you have to stop looking at me like that.' She groaned.
Brittany snapped her eyes back up to meet Santana's and smiled, knowing how flustered she was making the Latina.
'Can I ask you something?' Brittany questioned as she took slow and deliberate steps towards the frozen Latina. Santana only nodded. 'I was away for a long time baby, you must have had urges…you would have needed a release.'
Brittany was sauntering towards her like a fucking sex goddess and it was taking all her strength to just stop her knees from buckling at the sight.
'T-that wasn't a question.' Santana stuttered, Brittany was now so close to her she could feel her warm breath on her lips.
The blonde smirked and brought her hands up to draw slow circles over Santana's hips. She then brought those sweet pink lips up to Santana's ear before whispering into it. 'Did you touch yourself baby?'
At those words the thumbs which were drawing slow circles on the fabric of her dress suddenly delved further towards where her body was aching for Brittany to touch, and just that light pressure almost made her scream out in pleasure.
'Oh my God.' Santana breathed and felt the front half of her body collapse until Brittany was the only thing holding her up.
'Answer the question San.' Brittany said quietly as her thumbs continued their movements. All Santana could do was shake her head. 'No?'
Brittany took a gentle step back and softly cupped Santana's chin so she could lift brown eyes back up to blue. Santana was still finding it hard to breathe but something in the blondes eyes had changed.
'Why?' Brittany asked curiously.
'I-it just felt wrong, I thought you were…gone.' Santana said sadly and watched as Brittany's eyes turned from arousal to warmth.
'So you never…'
'Never.' She stated confidently. Was this a bad thing or a good thing? She couldn't really tell because Brittany was just staring at her, but judging by the smile on her face, maybe she had actually done something right.
'You know we still have that hospital bed for a while longer.' Brittany smirked and wrapped her arms around Santana's waist, and yeah Santana was pretty sure she was about to give in and let Brittany do whatever the hell she wanted but then by some pure evil twist of fate, Brittany's hands travelled down her arm still clutched behind her back until they reached the rose she was shakily holding.
'What's that?' Brittany asked.
Crap. Damn rose. Why did she even get it if it was only going to cock block her?!
'Uh.' Santana hesitantly brought her hand from around her back and presented Brittany with the white rose. 'This is for you Britt.'
'Sannn.' Brittany's eyes lit up like fireworks as she took the rose from her hand and smelled it gently. 'I love you.' She smiled and leant in to press a firm kiss to Santana's lips.
So maybe the rose wasn't a horrible idea.
Santana was still so damn aroused she took this moment to deepen the kiss and smiled when Brittany hummed in approval. Brittany's hands came up to rest around her neck as Santana pulled her closer.
'I am so glad –' Santana and Brittany abruptly stopped when they heard a familiar voice. They quickly looked around until they spotted Nurse Satan standing by the door. '-this is the last time I will ever have to catch you two like this again.'
Santana made a mental note at that point to slash that woman's tyres on her way out for interrupting her once again.
'The other nurses and I would just like to say that it was a pleasure to care for you Miss Pierce, and hope that we never ever see that pretty young face of yours in here again.' The woman smiled.
Well would you know it? Nurse Satan does have a heart. Maybe she'd only slash one of her tyres…
'Thank you Jackie.' Brittany smiled back. Santana furrowed her brow as the woman left because how the hell did Brittany know her name after only a week when Santana had been calling her Nurse Satan for months?!
A warm kiss to the cheek brought her from her thoughts. She looked over to see Brittany smiling brightly at her, suddenly her frown disappeared.
'Ready to go?' She asked.
'You have no idea.'
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During the cab ride to lunch Santana couldn't help but notice Brittany seemed a little off. One of her hands was clutched tightly to Santana's as the Latina drew circles over her milky skin with her thumb, however the other hand was scrolling through messages on her Iphone, and as the minutes went on the blonde only appeared more and more upset.
Santana had decided early on in the ride that she would wait for Brittany to tell her what was bothering her, but somewhere along the way she couldn't take that damn adorable pout any longer.
'Britt?' She questioned and tugged on the blonde's hand. 'What's wrong?'
'Nothing…' Brittany bit her lip when she saw Santana's quirked brow. 'It's just, I've been trying to catch up with everyone this last week and they all have so much to tell me, you know about what college they've gotten into or what business they're starting, and where they're moving. Did you know Mike got into a really cool dance school?' Santana nodded slowly. 'I don't know, it's just, hearing all that kind of bums me out because I'm going to have to stay in Lima for another year to graduate while everyone else is doing all this cool stuff, and you'll probably be going to NYU, it just won't be much fun that's all.'
Brittany sighed deeply and tucked her phone back into her bag. Santana bit her lip nervously because in a bout of panic she told Brittany she wanted to go to NYU when she had asked what her plans were for next year. In her defence she wasn't going to just spring on Brittany that she had decided their whole future together, like what if Brittany didn't even want that? Santana had to be sure that it was what she wanted before she told her.
'Ok well, do you want to go to College?' Santana asked hesitantly. Brittany thought about this for a second before answering.
'Well, no I want to dance but I've already missed out on applying for all the dance schools.'
Santana took a deep breath. Ok that was a good sign. Now to test the waters.
'What if I told you that you could have a job where you get to dance with me every day?' She asked quietly and glanced back to Brittany to see she was looking at her oddly.
'I'd ask you if you've been stealing my dreams while I sleep.' The blonde answered sceptically. This calmed Santana's nerves a little and she was able to let out a breathy giggle. Ok surely Brittany wanted this.
'Britt I have to tell you something.' She gulped. Shit, why was she so nervous?
'Okayyy?' Brittany drawled out.
Ok, just do it.
'I'm not going to NYU…' Santana blurted and Brittany tilted her head in confusion. 'I got a recording contract with Ocean Dreams Productions, it's kind of a long story, but they want to make me a star.' She watched Brittany curiously and studied her facial expression. She seemed to go from shocked, to excited, to proud. But she still wasn't saying anything. 'Britt?'
'Eliza called you?' Brittany beamed. Santana nodded happily. 'I knew she would! She was so impressed I got past the girl at reception that she watched my video right then and there! I don't even know why she was so surprised because I found the girl delightful.'
Santana chuckled remembering that bitch of a girl named Amber of Amy or some shit. 'Yeah she was precious.'
'I'm so proud of you San.' Brittany leaned in to kiss Santana but she quickly pulled away at the last second leaving a confused blonde.
'Wait, that's not it.' Santana blurted and quickly pecked Brittany's lips to get rid of that pout. 'I asked for you as my choreographer.' She said quickly and watched Brittany's face turn to shock. 'So i-if you want, I mean only if you want to –'
Santana was stopped short from her blubbering mess when Brittany's lips collided forcefully with her own. She was so shocked she had to reach backwards and steady herself against the car window so she didn't bump into it. She could feel Brittany smiling into the kiss and it only made her heart beat faster than it has in a long long time.
'I love you.' Brittany smiled shyly as she pulled away.
'So you'll do it?' Santana asked. She was practically bouncing out of her seat but she tried to keep her composure.
'Of course!' Brittany squeaked. 'How could I pass up an opportunity to make you do whatever I say while you're in skimpy little dancer clothes?'
Santana laughed before leaning in to capture those sweet lips once again. 'Mmm I like the way you think.'
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After a very heated makeout session in the back of the cab the girls finally arrived at the restaurant, leaving behind a flustered cab driver.
They walked into the classy restaurant hand in hand. Santana got the warmest feeling in her gut whenever she got to do stuff like this with Brittany. She loved being able to show off her girlfriend to the world, and say 'She's mine, the most amazing person in the world has chosen me, so suck it.'
A hostess gladly showed them to their table where James and Sharon were already seated and positively beaming with happiness. Sharon was first out of her seat. She raced towards Brittany and brought her into one of the tightest hugs Santana had ever witnessed. Brittany squeezed her hand to signal she couldn't really breathe but Santana only giggled in return, because it was Sharon, the only person who could smother you so much with love you couldn't breathe.
'My baby girl is finally out of those hospital gowns and walking around!' Sharon squeaked in excitement.
'Alright well let's not put her back into the hospital with broken ribs dear.' James joked lightly and tapped on his wife's shoulder to loosen her grip. Eventually Sharon let go and gave Brittany room to breathe.
'Come here sweetheart.' James motioned for Britt to come into his big arms which she did so willingly.
'Feels good to be back in the real world.' Brittany breathed, almost in relief.
'I bet it does.' Sharon smiled. 'Now let's all sit down shall we? We have much to talk about!'
Santana agreed and pulled out a chair for Brittany to sit on before pulling one out for herself. Brittany blushed and sat down with a subtle smile. Santana didn't notice Sharon eyeing her and practically swelling with pride.
'So what did you want to talk about Mom?' Brittany asked as she began flicking through the pages of the menu, her left hand sneakily creeping under the table to lay in Santana's lap. Santana was quick to capture it between her own hands and tangle their fingers together.
'Well my dear, I have something for the both of you.' Sharon smiled widely and winked at her daughter.
Santana watched with confusion as Sharon and Brittany seemed to be having some sort of silent conversation filled with happy smiles. She quickly looked to James for some form of support but James only smiled and winked back.
Can everyone stop fucking winking and just tell her what's going on?!
After a not so subtle nod from Brittany, Sharon opened up her handbag with excitement and pulled out a small white envelope. Santana squeezed Brittany's hand nervously as the white envelope was pushed across the table to Brittany. For some reason the first thought that came to her mind was that Sharon had suddenly become a drug dealer, and that little thought was enough to bring a smile back onto her face as she imagined Sharon dressed in street clothes.
She was thankfully brought from her inner gangster thoughts when Brittany opened the flap of the envelope and slowly pulled out two silver keys.
What?
Was this like a scavenger hunt and they have to go find what the key unlocks to get a candy bar or something? It wouldn't have been the first time Sharon had planned a game like that for the two of them, but that was usually reserved for birthday parties.
Well, today kind of was a special day…
'Really Mom?' Brittany beamed. 'You found one?'
Found what?! What's going on? Why did Sharon give them keys?!
'I sure did.' Sharon giggled and James coughed loudly. 'Well, James did the business side of things, but I made sure it looked pretty.'
'Britt?' Santana asked quietly. Brittany suddenly seemed to remember she was there and her smile only broadened when she locked eyes with Santana.
'We have a house San.' Brittany confessed and yeah she was pretty sure her heart stopped for a second.
A house?
Like their house?
She did say we didn't she?
'W-what?' Santana stuttered since it was the only thing she could get out of her open mouth. Brittany was just giggling at her expression so she quickly turned her attention to Sharon in hopes she would let her in on what was happening. Sharon smiled knowingly.
'Brittany told me in her letter that when you had found your way to New York Santana, to rent out a place in the big city for you to live in, because she knew you wouldn't want to use your father's money.' Sharon began and Santana felt so silly because she was just sitting there with her mouth open and whipping her head back and forth between Sharon, Brittany, and the key in her hand. 'And now it's even more perfect because you can both live there. Santana after you came to our house and told me you were going to audition for this record production in New York, well I just knew you would succeed sweetheart so I began looking for houses that afternoon. And then when Brittany woke up I went straight from the hospital out into the streets of New York to find you two love birds a home, and I think I found the perfect one too.' Santana sat there in shock as Sharon continued to ramble. 'Now we did have to make a few adjustments to the place to make it more homey, but I'm sure you'll like it.'
What. Just. Happened?
Santana was frozen in shock. She could feel Brittany tugging on their intertwined hands and giggling in her ear but her brain simply couldn't react.
They had a house, like a real house.
In New York.
'Santana?' Sharon laughed, Santana still couldn't speak. 'She's speechless already and we haven't even told her she doesn't have to pay rent for the first year.'
That suddenly jolted Santana from her brain melt. What did she just say?
'Sharon.' Santana croaked. She coughed to clear her throat before speaking again. 'I can't accept you paying rent for me like that. No, I won't accept it sorry.'
'Good, because I won't be spending a cent.' Sharon smiled widely and winked at her daughter. Brittany was still giggling like this was the funniest conversation there was. Or maybe she was giggling because she kept looking back to see Santana's reaction.
'All the money for the bond and for rent will be coming from Brittany's account we set up after her Grandmother passed away.'
Santana quipped her head back to meet with Brittany's sweet blue eyes, they were already staring at her with the deepest of feelings.
'Nancy?' She questioned sadly and the blonde nodded. She remembered quite some time ago calling up Brittany's mother just to see how Brittany was after the passing of her Grandmother, that was in their 'breakup' period.
'She left me all her savings San, and she had A LOT of savings.' Brittany smiled and kissed her girlfriends cheek. Santana didn't even have the mind frame to feel nervous about kissing Brittany in front of her parents. So when she leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to pink lips and noticed Brittany's light blush, she quickly side glanced to Sharon to see she was practically bouncing in her seat, while James had suddenly found his menu very interesting.
'I don't know what to say…we have a house?' Santana breathed and squeezed Brittany's hand.
'Can we go see it San, pleaseeee?'
'Sharon and I will take you there after lunch, but for now, let's order shall we?' James interrupted.
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Santana and Brittany were beside themselves with joy for the whole car ride to the house. Their house.
They imagined what it would look like, if they had a front yard, what colours the walls were painted, how big the kitchen was, and quietly, what size bed they could fit in the bedroom.
'Here we are.' James announced as they pulled up to a small house only about fifteen minutes from New York's busiest streets.
Santana felt the ends of her lips lift up into one of the biggest smiles she could imagine, and it wasn't only because this place looked so cute and perfect, it wasn't for the old styled dark brick walls, or the rusty red front door, or the cobblestones which lead up to the steps, or the cute little red mail box, or the front decking with pot plants hanging from the roof. No that wasn't what was making her smile the biggest, in fact what was making her smile didn't have anything to do with the house at all. But in fact, it was the white picket fence that ran from one end of the house to the other. It looked completely out of place and didn't go with the colouring of the house at all but she couldn't imagine the house without it. It was exactly how Brittany had dreamed. A house with a white picket fence.
It brought back memories of sitting on Puckerman's bedroom floor, captured in Brittany's arms and talking about the future with shards of glass from a smashed scotch bottle scattered around them. Strangely enough, looking back on that night, all Santana could do was smile at how far they have come.
Santana turned her head back to watch Brittany's reaction and it only made her smile more. The blonde had one had clutched to her chest while the other was covering the smile on her face. Santana could still see it in her eyes though.
'Yeah, that was one of the homey features we had to put in for you, I hope you like it.' Sharon giggled from the passenger seat, and it was only then that Santana realised Brittany's parents had been watching their reaction.
'Oh my God.' Brittany breathed through her hand.
'It's perfect, thank you.' Santana laughed and took Brittany's hand from her mouth. 'Come on Britt, let's go exploring.'
Brittany nodded frantically.
'Well we'll be waiting here when you guys have finished looking around.' James said from the driver's seat.
'You're not coming in?' Brittany asked.
'No sweety, this is your home now, you two should get to experience this together.'
Brittany leant forward and kissed her dad's cheek. 'Love you Daddy.'
'Love you too, now get outta here.' James waved.
Santana took Brittany's hand again and helped her from the car. They were both smiling like the biggest dorks but neither cared. They were about to walk into their new home for the very first time.
Santana opened the small gate on the picket fence and gestured for Brittany to walk through before following after her. Brittany giggled as she bounced over the cobblestones and up the front steps, dragging Santana behind her in a fit of laughter.
'Would you do the honors Britt?' Santana giggled and handed her one of the keys.
'I would love to.' Brittany smiled back.
Just as Brittany had unlocked the door and swung it open Santana came up behind her and lifted her off the ground bridal style. Yeah, she had pretty much always wanted to do this, but she would only ever want to do it for Brittany.
Brittany gasped and squealed as she felt an arm come up under her legs and one steady around her back. She looped her arms around Santana's neck and giggled into her ear.
'That was fun.' She laughed and Santana laughed along as she walked slowly into their home for the first time. She walked right into the hallway before gently letting Brittany back on to her feet. Brittany placed a soft kiss to her cheek and took her hand again.
Santana didn't even care that she had just done something traditionally done by those who have just gotten hitched, in fact she couldn't wait for the day that she could do it again.
'Wow.' Santana breathed when she got a chance to look around. Of course it wasn't much and there was hardly any furniture at all, but just the thought that all this was theirs was enough to take away their breath.
The entire house seemed to be covered in old floor boards which went perfect with the rustic walls and cute windowsills, it was like something you would see in a cottage. Brittany led Santana into the first room to the right of the hallway which appeared to be big enough for a living room. Santana laughed in disbelief when she spotted the vintage fire place on the far wall. Just like she had dreamed. She could just picture now, having a nice warm rug laid out in front of the burning fire place with candles on the mantle and looking out the large window on the right hand side which looked out into the streets, maybe it would be snowing. Of course in this fantasy her and Brittany would be wrapped up in a blanket in front of the fire place, maybe eating take away, or making love with the heat of the fire making their bodies glisten with sweat.
'It's beautiful.' Brittany said beside her and she jumped a little because fuck, even that little thought was making her horny. She wanted nothing more than to rip Brittany's clothes off but she also didn't want to make Brittany do anything she wasn't up for. So she swallowed thickly and nodded her head in agreement. God she needed to have sex.
Next was the kitchen which was actually quite small but in a cute and homey way, with plants lining the window above the sink and flowery patterned tiles lining the floor. Santana could picture Brittany sitting up on the counter and swinging her long gorgeous legs while she watched her make one of her mother's recipes on the stove. This place was kind of perfect.
The bathroom wasn't overly special but the shower was really big, Santana and Brittany shared a not so subtle smile over that little discovery.
And last but not least, the bedroom. Well they assumed it was the bedroom anyway because it was the last one left. Santana walked in and the first thing she noticed was how bright it was.
The walls themselves were actually a deep red but the sunlight streaming through the large window was lighting up the room beautifully, it felt so full of life even though it was completely empty. There were long light curtains pulled back against the window which lifted gently into the air every time the wind blew their way. It felt so calming.
Brittany was the first to walk all the way into the room and lie down on the wooden floor.
'Come join me San.' She beaconed and Santana came willingly. She laid down right beside Brittany and sighed peacefully as her arms stretched out on the floor.
'We could totally fit a Queen sized bed in here Britt.' Santana stated causing Brittany to chuckle in agreement.
Santana rolled into Brittany's side and snuggled into her chest as the blonde wrapped her long arms around her body. They stayed in that position for quite a while, Santana gazing out the window and Brittany looking up at the detailed ceiling.
Santana was about to suggest they go back outside, until Brittany began to speak.
'Santana?' She asked quietly. 'Are you ever going to tell me why I haven't seen your Dad yet?'
Well fuck, she wasn't expecting that. Yes, she was kind of avoiding the subject, but it shouldn't be a subject in the first place, her father had nothing to do with them.
'I forbid him from being in our lives.' She stated confidently. 'He doesn't deserve it.'
She felt Brittany's hand running slowly through the locks of her hair.
'Do I get a say in this?' Brittany asked sweetly. Santana sighed.
'Of course Brittany, you get a say in everything I do.'
'Well, I just want to make sure you've really thought about this, you know?' Santana lifted her head from Brittany's chest and looked her in the eyes curiously. Why was she bringing this up? What was there to think about? 'I'm not trying to change your mind, I'll support any decision you make, I just want to make sure.'
'I have thought about it.' Santana answered in confusion. 'He betrayed his loyalty to his family too many times to count and he was willing to let you die for me. There's not much to think about Britt, he's toxic to be around and I don't want our new life started with him in it.'
Santana huffed and laid her head back down on Brittany's chest. She noticed it was beating that little bit faster and her own heart dropped because she had made Brittany nervous, and not the good kind. Shit.
'What are you thinking about?' She asked quietly when Brittany remained silent. The blondes hand was back to running through her hair and softly scratching the back of her neck.
'I'm thinking that I don't feel like he ever betrayed me.' Brittany said evenly.
'What?' Santana's eyes just about popped out of her head. 'You're not serious.'
'I came to him and asked for his help to save you, and eventually he agreed.'
'Yeah agreed all too quickly.'
She felt more than heard Brittany sigh from beneath her. She really didn't want to argue with her but whenever the subject of her dad came up Santana couldn't help but feel tense and defensive.
'Actually, it took quite a bit of convincing for him to go through with it San, and I was the one to get him to do it.' Brittany started quietly. Santana wondered if she was talking so softly in hopes to calm her, either way it was working a little bit.
'He helped me every step of the way and made sure I didn't feel alone in my decision. The last time I saw you before the accident, I went to him and told him it was time, and he asked me not to do it. Once again I convinced him otherwise, and before I left he hugged me and told me he would be proud to call me his daughter in law.' Brittany confessed. Santana hated to admit it but that last little sentence made her heart swell with hope.
'Mom told me while I was in the coma that he paid for all my medical expenses, and they went into the hundreds of thousands, he also paid for their hotel rooms when they came to visit me.'
Whatever, Santana knew they definitely weren't poor so her father didn't have much to lose. Maybe they've had to cut back on a few things like expensive clothes and fun activities but they could manage. Her father was no hero.
Brittany had lowered her hand from dark locks down Santana's body until she was softly stroking up and down her arm.
'Dr Miller told me that he came to visit me nearly every second he could be away from work, not to talk business with the doctors or to pay my bills, but to simply hold my hand while he read the paper or looked out the window. And since I've awoken he hasn't once tried to contact me, because he knows I'm safe now with you.'
Santana involuntarily pulled Brittany closer to her body at those words because all she ever wanted was to keep Brittany safe.
'Brittany, you're not concentrating on the important parts, he -'
'Aren't I?' Brittany countered, and it was so unlike Brittany that Santana felt the need to sit up and look at her. Brittany followed suit and sat up also until they were both sitting cross legged across from each other. Santana would have thought Brittany was mad at her if it wasn't for the caring blue eyes staring back at her and the pale hand which reached through the invisible field of tense energy to grab onto Santana's own hand.
Santana looked down at their tangled hands for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. Brittany gave her all the time in the world.
'No, I mean, he tried to kill you, a-and then kept it from me, and then kept you being alive from me!' She finally argued.
Brittany nodded carefully.
'I think that he's only been trying to protect you this whole time because he loves you so much. He just shows it in a silly way.' Brittany shrugged and Santana furrowed her brow at the down play of the situation. 'Like when we were younger, you wouldn't tell me you loved me, but at every sleepover you would make sure to check the closet for monsters, not because you believed in them but because you wanted to make me feel safe. Your dad made me feel safe, and he was only trying to keep you safe as well.'
'Don't compare me to my Dad.' Santana warned. That caused Brittany's eyes to flash back to brown orbs. Santana quickly shook her head like she didn't mean it, and she didn't mean to be so cranky, her dad just brought the worst out in her and she hated it. Brittany gave her a half smile and squeezed her hand to show that it was ok. Santana still felt like crap.
'San I just don't want you to go through your whole life with hate in your heart. You talked before about our new life together, don't you want to start it without anything holding us back?' Brittany asked sweetly and Santana looked away because this situation was really starting to annoy her, not because Brittany was asking her questions, but because she was running out of arguments.
'I don't want to talk about this anymore.' She said lamely.
Santana looked to her girlfriend with pleading eyes, Brittany looked a little disappointed but none the less, she nodded in understanding.
'Alright.' Brittany smiled and leaned forward to peck Santana's lips. 'Let's go back to the car, mom's probably dying to know what we think.'
Well that didn't end on the best note but there is still one more chapter to come!
What do we think? Is Brittany right or is Santana right in this situation?
Hopefully I'll have the last chapter up by the end of the weekend because I've already started writing it:)
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