Santana laughed loudly as her best friend picked up her shrieking wife and ran through the water fountain. Quinn was slung over Addison's shoulder as the tattooed girl lapped the open fountain, Water shooting from the ground and soaking the both of them.
Santana nudged Brittany with her shoulder. " Your girlfriend is nothing but trouble!".
The dancer turned and plastered a faux shocked expression on her face. "She's your best friend! You've obviously been a bad influence on her!".
Both girls laughed and watched as their partners , Quinn now released, chased each other through the fountain. "Our girls are weird!". Deadpanned Brittany. Santana nodded, a smile lighting up her face.
"I wouldn't change them for the world though."
It was Brittany's turn to nod. "Nope...I love my Addy and all of her weirdness.".
Santana turned to look at the dancer, shifting slightly on the park bench they were seated on. "Have you told her yet?".
It had been just over 6 months since the wedding. Santana and Brittany had managed to patch up their friendship. Both girls falling back into a rhythm with each other. It was difficult and as they worked through their differences they realised they would never be as close as they once were, but it worked and it was worth it. Brittany often confided in the latina over her worries for and about her girlfriend. Addison had insisted they take everything slow..like, super slow. Both girls still lived separately and neither had said those three words. The blonde had found them on the tip of her tongue countless times, but she didn't want to spook the younger girl. Addison had only spoke briefly about her past, even then it was more of a drunken ramble. But Brittany had a rough idea of the harsh life her girlfriend found herself growing up in, and she knew 'I love you's' were hard for her to hear or say, but the blonde was willing to wait, to take it slow and not rush her girlfriend. Addison was an amazing person and worth every fight, tear, struggle and effort. "I don't know if she's ready". Sighed the dancer sadly. "I think she knows it...I..I just...". She exhales and raises her hands before dropping them with a slap to her jean clad legs. "I want to tell her I love her every second of every day, but every time I open my mouth to say it, it's like she knows and she kisses me or says something, or...or walks out of the room!.". The blue eyed girl looks down at her lap. "Maybe she doesn't wanna hear it because she could never love me back...maybe this is karma for-".
"Hey! No!". Santana cuts Brittany off and takes her hands in her own. "We said we wouldn't go back there B. That's the past, this is the now.". She squeezes her friends' hands. "Addy is scared. She may act and look all tough, but inside she's just a little girl who was never loved...you know this as much as I do Britt.". The latina pauses and looks to her best friend who is sneaking up on her wife, her black vest scrunched in her hand soaking wet. Shaking her head at their antics she looks back to sad blue eyes. "You terrify her Brittz, because she has all these feelings she's never felt before. And you're going gentle on her, being patient...and I love you for that, but you're gonna have to give her a nudge.".
Brittany nods and gives a watery smile. "I love her so much San.".
The brunette wraps the taller girl in a hug. " I know Britt-Britt. I know. And it'll work out...I promise". Pulling back, she wipes a tear from her friends pale cheek. "Now come on. Lets go get our girls and get back to the apartment. Me and Q have a surprise for ya". She winks and stands, offering her hand to the blonde. The dancer takes it and they walk toward the public fountain.
3 hours later
The four girls sit on the floor around the low table picking bits of tapas from the many plates and sipping wine. Music is playing lowly in the background as Quinn and Santana lock eyes and subtlety nod.
Santana stands and wordlessly walks over to the stereo and places a cd into it. Nobody takes any notice until the latinas husky tone spills out of the speakers and into the room. Instantly Addison drops a piece of chorizo into her lap and freezes, Quinn giggles and nudges the girl with her foot. But she gets no response. Brittany looks up to the smiling brunette and their eyes lock. "I got a record deal.". She says, excitement ringing out in her voice. Brittany instantly clambers to her feet and practically tackles the smaller girl.
"Oh God...San that's AMAZING!". She squeals. The latina laughing loudly as she wraps her arms around the blonde.
Quinn looks to a still very much frozen Addison and a frown crosses her forehead. The younger girl is staring blankly ahead. The lawyer has witnessed this several times and it's never good. Addison's name being called snaps the tattooed girl out of her reverie and Quinn watches as she skillfully plasters on a smile and stands up. "Wow San...just...wow". She breaths. Brittany untangles herself from the latinas arms just in time for her girlfriend to scoop the brunette up into the air. Addison spins them a few times before gently placing the girl back on her feet and holding her by her shoulders. "I am so proud of you babe.". She whispers. "I knew someone would snap you up. With your talent and your unfairly perfect body...and that God damn stunning face...well, it was always gonna be a case of when it would happen, not if!.". The taller girl stepped back and smiled at the girl she considered her sister. Pride shining in her eyes along with tears. "I knew you would make it Tana , I just felt it. From the moment I met you.".
The other three occupants of the room felt the emotion in the tattooed girls voice hit them. Santana surged forward and wrapped her arms around the taller girl. "I love you so much Addy..so, so, so much.". Tears leaked from her eyes as she felt strong arms encircle her. Addison had been her rock, her cheerleader, her protector and her family for so many years now. She would never be able to put into words how grateful she was for her best friend, her sister. The smaller girl felt lips press a kiss into her hair before they pulled away from each other. Quinn stepping forward and wrapping her right arm around the Latinas waist. Brittany stepped up to Addison's side and took her hand. All four girls listened as the last notes of the song came to an end, silence overtaking the room.
Quinn cleared her throat and looked to Santana, before looking at the two tall girls opposite. "Now for the crappy news.". Brittany held her breath and squeezed her girlfriends hand a little, the tattooed girl squeezing back but her face remaining stoic.
"We have to move.". Blurted the latina, scrunching her eyes at her own bluntness. "I'm gonna be based in LA...they want an album out within 8 months, it's gonna mean being at the studio every day..for long hours...I, we have to move.". Brown eyes drifted to the wooden floor, the singer unable to look at her best friend. She knew Addison couldn't leave New York.
The tattooed girl was currently enrolled in college. She wanted to work with children, kids that had been abused and neglected. She wanted to show them they can become something whilst also helping them heal. It was a million miles away from owning a bar, but as your life changes, so do your goals.
Addison was expecting this. She knew Santana receiving a deal would most likely involve a move. There hadn't been many days where she hadn't seen Santana over the past 6 or so years. This was going to be hard! But it was her sisters dream. So she nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat. "I...we can visit...right?.". She looked so vulnerable as her eyes darted between all three girls.
"Of course sweetie.". Soothed Brittany as she raised her girlfriends hand to her lips and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles.
Santana nodded rapidly, unable to get actual words out.
"Whenever you can Ad's, we'll always have a room ready for you.". Quinn's heart ached for the younger girl. She knew the bond her wife and her newest best friend had, it was special and powerful. The lawyer was aware of the heartache and growing pains with girls would face due to their separation, and she was determined to help them both through it. "We also have some other news...not crappy...but it involves the both of you.".
Addison and Brittany straightened a little, their hands gripping tighter. Santana coughed then spoke again, her voice shaking a little. "Obviously Q is moving with me...and I know you have to stay here for college.". Her eyes landed on Addison as she gently nudged Quinn, silently asking her wife to take over.
"Well...this apartment is kinda mine now, thanks to Judy and her never ending guilt.". The hazel eyed girl paused and shrugged. "So I was...well, we were wondering if...maybe, you would both accept it...as a gift.". Addison went to speak but Santana cut her off.
"I know it seems like a lot Addison, but it's perfect for you both. It's near your college and it's only a 15 minute ride to the airport for when Britt needs to tour.". She pulls out of her wife's grip and steps in front of her best friend. "You have done, so much for me. For Q...for the both of us.". She reaches up and strokes a stray piece of mousey blonde hair behind the tattooed girls ear. "You were willing to die for me babe...and i know you never did any of it in hope of receiving a reward...but this.". She swept her arm around, highlighting the penthouse. "This is a small token of our appreciation for having someone as truly beautiful, inside and out, as you...so please...at least think about it.".
The green eyed girl was shocked. She didn't know what to feel. Her and Brittany weren't even living together, but this was their chance to step forward. She didn't know if she was ready for that. She loved the dancer. And she was sure it was mutual, but the words had never been spoken and she wasn't sure if she could ever believe somebody as amazing as her girlfriend could love someone as truly broken as herself. Addison knew that offering the penthouse was Santana and Quinn's way of trying to help her push forward in her relationship and looking back at the hopeful glint in her girlfriends eyes, she made a decision. "Ok...I..if Britt is cool, I'm down.". She felt a toned body slam into her side before she fell sideways and landed on one of the sofas. Kisses peppered her face and she giggled through blurred vision as blonde hair draped over her.
"Addy...baby.". A kiss. "so...happy". A kiss. "I love you so-". Brittany froze, her eyes wide as she sat up, still awkwardly straddling the younger girl.
Addison was pretty sure her heart stopped. A million emotions ran through her. Fear. Apprehension. Excitement. To name but a few. She didn't feel she deserved those words. They were for people like Santana and Quinn...and Brittany! She looked up into worried blue eyes, into the eyes of the most patient, understand person to ever want her in such a way. And she realised that it was Brittany. Brittany was the one. With a shaking hand the younger girl reached up and ran her thumb over the dancers now crinkled brow. It was now or never. She had to move forward. Brittany loved her. She knew that. She had for a long time. The care the dancer took every time they were tangled in bed together was enough to prove it. The kisses she still lay onto her scars as they rocked in unison, the patience she had when woken by her thrashing from a bad dream. The understanding and kindness she showed when Addison didn't want to talk or snuggle...it all vibed 'I love you'. And it was now her turn to show her girlfriend. Leaning up she met soft pink lips with her own for a chaste kiss, before whispering "I love you too Brittany.". Against them.
Quinn and Santana watched on with pride as the younger girl conquered another of her fears. Soon after her words were whispered, Brittany pushed the athletic girl back down and began to passionately kiss her. Tears mixing with giggles as both girls marvelled at the new words and the feeling they created between them.
Silently the married couple tiptoed to their bedroom. Quinn falling backwards onto the satin sheets. "Wow...that was intense!". She breathed. Santana giggled a little as she crawled onto the bed and snuggled up to her wife's side, her left hand finding it's way under her blouse and rubbing the soft skin of her stomach.
"How are you feeling baby?". Questioned the latina, propping herself up with her right arm.
Quinn smiled at her lovingly. "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?. You did just have to tell your sister you're moving away.".
Santana shook her head. "Well, I'm not...". She leaned down and pressed a kiss to the blondes soft lips before pulling away and smiling widely down at her hand on her wife's stomach. "...the one who's carrying our baby".
Quinn placed her pale hand over the tanned one spread gently on her slightly raised stomach. "Me and baby are feeling just fine, my love.".
The latina lay her head onto her wife's chest as she watched their interlaced hands gently rub over the growing bump. Her mind wandering over the past 7 years of her life.
Heartbreak.
Alcohol abuse.
Rape.
Attempted suicide.
Heart attacks.
Friendship.
Love.
Counselling.
Marriage.
Record deals.
Pregnancy.
It had been one hell of a rollacoster, but thanks to her best friend, her wife and a few others, she had made it through it all, and now under her hand lay a small life, a symbol of the love and commitment between herself and Quinn. A child that was growing. A child she and Quinn would protect till their dying breaths. They were going to be mothers, and she was petrified. But she knew her wife would be there every step of the way, and she couldn't wait to begin the next part of her journey.
Hey! So sorry for the long wait for the update. Life has been hectic and pretty messed up! But I know it's no excuse...so, what do ya think?
I was thinking of maybe doing a sequel, more based on San and Quinn and their pregnancy and life in LA...but only if you guys would think it was a good idea?
Special thanks go out to borinsiot, S and recklesslittle liar. :)
Hope you all liked.
I've started another story called fall to pieces if ya wanna check it out! :D
Let me know what ya think of a sequel.
Thank you all for everything.
Love you all lots¡!
Daisy xxx