a/n - Thanks again for all your wonderful views, faves and follows! I'm starting to get a little bummed at how long they are keeping Brittana apart...it took us 3 seasons to finally get them together...they are together for 3 1/2 dull-ass lame episodes for season 4 then OOC break them up. Then Britt is totally OCC and goes crazy...then the monstrosity of B#ram happens for the last 4 episodes with more dialogue and plot than Brittana for the last 3 seasons. Ugh! We really need them back together in an epic way like rumored and staying together...running off to NYC together and...well yeah, you get it! We Need our girls together and NOW! (and with more dialogue than B!ram ever dreamed of)
a/n 2 - Thanks for letting me rant, Like I've said before, I have not watched or will not watch GLEE until Brittana is back together to stay! Just relying on tweets and tumblr to update me. I'm hoping you like what I've posted so far, I've had this written for a long time, I just really wanted to get the other one finished first.
a/n 3 - Lylee, you are the best, I'm sure I've told alot, but it's never enough. Thanks for everything. 3
Part 4
Santana POV
Britt, her name is Britt. I wonder what that is short for. Britt. Britty, Brittany? I'll just have to listen closer next time and see if I can figure it out. I feel bad for her, I hope her aunt is ok. At least now the ice is, in a way broken. Eye contact, smile, a slight wave. I even had the courage to say something to her, albeit short, but it is a start. I normally don't ever have a problem starting conversation of being bold, but with this girl, she has me all tongue tied. Every time I see her, my heart races and my hands start to get clammy. This is something definitely new for me. I've never quite felt like this before.
I know what kind of car she drives and that she drives in alone every morning. She drives on of those SUV crossovers. Actually, the vehicle seems to fit her. I love the fact that it's Dark Blue and she has a sticker on the back window that says "Dancer's do it with Rhythm". Cute. She comes in and leaves pretty much the same time every day. Sometimes she goes to lunch, but not always. When she does, it's the same time I go and she always is accompanied by her friend Kurt. Her and Kurt seem to be very close. They surely can't be together. I thought I heard around the building that he was gay. Maybe I'm wrong. I am probably over thinking everything as usual. One step at a time I keep saying to myself. Damn! This is so unlike me. I am Santana-motherfucking-Lopez, when I see something I like a go after it, like a Panther on the hunt. Just like Puck said. Why am I like melting butter when it comes to this tall, blonde, gorgeous woman with the piercing blue eyes, that works in my building that I creep over in an elevator. Pathetic Creeper!
Brittany POV
I walked in the door, threw the keys in the tray that was on the hutch near the door. Took off my jacket and shoes and headed for the kitchen. Just then, Lucky, my big orange and white tiger tom cat greeted me with a chirp and his usual unique "Hewwwoooo". I rescued him about 3 yrs ago after he was hit by a car. Since then, he has been my one and only loyal companion ever since Lord Tubbington II passed in his sleep at the ripe old age of 22. God, I miss him. I rescued my new pet on the side of the road. He had been hit by a car, but not severely. He was still alive and just huddled in a little ball when I pulled over. I took him to the vet and hunted for an owner, but no one came forward. Therefore, he was Lucky that I was the one that drove by and saved him. I got Lucky his food, water and treat, then I grabbed a glass and poured myself an iced tea. I went back to the living room, turned on the Flat screen and waited for Kurt to arrive. In the meantime, I decided to call my youngest brother Jody to see if there had been any change or news on my aunt.
"Hello." my brother answered on the third ring.
"Hey, Jode, has there been any news yet? I'm going nuts here." I asked anxiously.
"Well, there is good news and bad news. As usual." he replied.
"Isn't there always." I retorted back.
"The doctors said Aunt D will be ok, eventually. She has to have surgery on her knee and 6 months of rehab. She's still unconscious though. They think there is some swelling on her brain." he said cautiously.
"Great! Just great! Three weeks from her last fall and this happens to her." I started getting choked up and tears started to come down my cheeks.
"The doctors are not going to do any surgery on her knee until the swelling in her brain goes down. So they are going to keep her sedated and in a chemically induced coma until things calm down. Her vitals are looking better every day. Dr. T. doesn't think it's too bad, maybe a week or two like this and things should be ok. She wasn't without oxygen and she didn't quit breathing and her heart has always been beating fairly strong so he said the prognosis is good." my baby brother said trying to encourage me.
"Do I still need to go out there?" I asked. I really wanted to book a flight right then and there, but I need confirmation that I was needed that soon.
"I'm sure mom would feel better since we are so much farther away. So I guess, whatever you can do would be helpful." he said trying to downplay the situation.
"Okay, I have a few things at work to take care of. I let my boss, Will, know what's going on and he said to take whatever time I needed. Thank God the nature of my work, I can actually work from home or wherever as long as I have a laptop." I said thankfully.
"Good, so just let me know when you are going to go, and I'll tell mom and dad?" he asked.
I was watching the TV waiting for Kurt to get there when I finally heard his car pull into the drive. I went to the door, opened it and waited for him. As soon as he saw my face he put everything down and hugged me as tight as he could.
"Okay, we'll go inside and you sit. I'll cook and you tell me what is going on." he asked before he had barely stepped foot in my door.
"Alright." I said as I wiped my eyes with my sleeve.
Kurt started cooking dinner and I started telling him everything Jody had relayed to me.
We had agreed to meet early the next morning to get a head start on everything. I thought to myself, I'm not going to be in the elevator when she gets there. Oh, well, my aunt is more important at the moment. Kurt decided to stay over night at my place in the guest room. That way we could go in together and get started together. Kurt was really a great friend. I don't know what I would do without him. I sat at my laptop that evening after dinner and started working on some of the projects on my plate while Kurt had his nightly Skype chat with Blaine from London. Even with the 5 hour time difference, I thought it was sweet that Blaine stayed up to Skype with Kurt. True Love at it's finest. Ha!
Friday morning came, Kurt and I got ready, had breakfast, got into my car and headed for work. Instead of starting at our normal 8:30am, we decided to start at 7:00am. We pulled into a space in the parking garage that was fairly close to the tunnel that led to the lobby of the Landon Hall Bldg.
"I like parking this close." I smiled and said to Kurt.
He smiled back and agreed with me. We got out of the car, grabbed our gear and headed to the tunnel. We got to the lobby and was amazed at the activity that was going on that early in the morning there.
"I guess this place is open all night!" Kurt looked at me as he mumbled.
I laughed at his remark and said, "Well, there are 12 floors in this building, I can't imagine that all the offices are 9-5."
We arrived at the elevator and depressed the up button. The left elevator arrived first. We got in and Kurt hit the 8 button for our floor.
"Hold the elevator please!" a familiar female voice shouted.
Kurt quickly pushed the open door button and waited for the woman and two others to get in. I looked up from my phone to see who all had entered the elevator. As I looked up, our eyes met! I couldn't believe it! There standing in front of me was Santana, looking just as amazed and shocked as I was that we were both there that early in the morning. We stared at each other for more than a moment. She broke her gaze and smiled.
"Thank you, 9 please." Kurt hit the button for 9, looked at me, smiled and gave me a quick elbow to the ribs.
We never really talked about Santana. Hell, I don't even know her last name yet. But he had watched me enough these last 4 weeks to know that I was smitten and definitely flummoxed by this dark haired Latina woman. I blushed and quickly looked downward so she couldn't see that he had seen right through me. All was quiet that early in the elevator. We reached the 8th floor and the doors opened. Kurt and I moved our way to the open doors and started to get out of the elevator. I couldn't resist, I turned around, waved and smiled as I walked away.
"That was pretty brazen of you. You don't normally do things like that Miss I'm Too Shy." Kurt poked fun at me.
"I know, but I don't know when I'm going to have a chance to really run into her again so, I took a glance back." I tried to explain.
"Brittany! Why don't you just start up a conversation with her. Or, after work in the parking garage, ask her for a drink or coffee? Just do something!" he pestered.
"I don't know. What if she says no?" I sighed.
"What if she says yes?" he countered.
"Kurt, I've never been the one to make a first move. EVER! What would I do? What would I say?" I babbled on.
"Well, I'd say since you are leaving on Sunday, you either better make a move today, or wait until you come back in…what 2 3, 4 weeks?" "How the hell can you be sooo damn shy and be such a fantastic dancer and designer? Amazing!" he chuckles to himself.
"I don't know. I'll have to think about it. I definitely have to get my nerve up, that's for sure. Oh, well. She's probably already not interested or already has a new date." I said defeated.
"Now why on earth would you say that? I've seen the way she looks at you when you don't see. And I definitely see the way you look at her." He poked me and said matter of factly.
Santana POV
"That was definitely a surprise." Santana said softly
"What was that?" Quinn asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself." Santana replied trying to lie.
"Now come on San! We've all seen the way you watch her when she walks in and when she leaves. Just ask her already!" Quinn said this time with a little more emphasis.
"I don't know. What if she's not into women? What if she says no? Geez, I feel like I'm fourteen and she's my first big crush. I've never been at a loss for words or afraid to ask anyone out. Why and what makes her so different?" Santana went on.
"I don't know, but you better do something quick. She's leaving this weekend and who knows when she is coming back from her trip."
"Ask her tonight before we leave the garage. What can it hurt? You'll be no worse off than you are now! Just a bit more frustrated, maybe!" Quinn tried to rationalize and giggled.
"I know, I know. You're right. Maybe I will tonight." Santana replied back to her.
What would I ask her? Where would we go? What does that matter now? I have to ask and get an answer first. What the hell is my problem? Usually I have no problem being bold and just going after what I see. This time it's different. Britt is Special. Yes! That's it! She's special. I don't want to blow this. I really would like this, whatever this is, or going to be to work. Take it slow.
Now to get the nerve up to ask her to lunch or something.