Please forgive me, it's been too long. Working full time and Firehouse 51 have been taking up a lot of time and for a while I didn't know what would be next in the story. I guess I had a writers block, but with motivation from all of you wonderful people, I have written another chapter :)
BTDubbs, I was thinking about making a Instagram account dedicated to this fic. It'd be Brittana pics of course, and pictures of the significant places that Brittany and Santana go to. Would that be a good idea? Would you follow the page?
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"I was thinking more of a red than blue, but whatever you think would look nicer on me Q."
Brittany had been looking for dresses online for over three days now and still hadn't found the perfect one. She didn't know what to do, spring formal was in three weeks and she still needed her dress, shoes, and a purse to go with it.
"Blue would seriously look way better. I think you should go with the navy blue medium lengthed one." Quinn was walking through the halls at school. She had a game that afternoon. Brittany's practice was cancelled due to the fact that it was raining. Santana had gone to Pa'auilo with Rachel to play basketball at the gym. She didn't want to go with them, she just wanted to take the afternoon off to relax and talk to Quinn before her game. It was their first regular season game of the year and she was nervous.
"I'll consider it. It was either gonna be the red one I showed you or this purple one I found earlier while I was in school."
"You didn't show me a purple one. Send it to me later." Brittany knew her bestfriend. She knew that with that little quiver in her voice, that she was nervous.
"Don't be nervous, Q. You guys are gonna do awesome. You murdered everyone during pre-season. Like I said. It's our turn to shine."
Quinn was opening her duffle bag and getting out her glove. "I know. But you aren't here, so it won't be the same. Everyone's gonna be aiming for center now that you aren't there. Janet isn't bad or anything, she just isn't you Britt."
"I guess. But it shouldn't matter though. Just do what you guys always do and you'll do great."
"Thanks, B. The team says hello. I'll text you when the games over alright?"
"Alright. Goodluck. Love you guys."
And with that the phone call ended.
Brittany hadn't really planned anything for herself that afternoon. It was raining, which mean that it was perfect cuddle weather. But her girlfriend was thirty minutes away. She made herself a nice bowl of soup and sat on her couch and watched netflix for a hour or so then she got a text message. She was expecting it to be Quinn, hoping that they T.K.O'd the opposing team. But it wasn't Quinn, or Santana. It was Rachel.
Hey Britt. I just wanted to let you know that Santana re-sprained her ankle today playing bball with us. She wasn't gonna tell you but i figure i'd let you know.
Re-sprained? She thought. She never told me that she sprained it in the first place.
Thanks, Rach. Is she coming over here?
She waited a couple minutes for a text back. Her episode of Family Guy was paused on the tv, and she went to un-pause it as her message tone went off.
Yeah. She's on her way there now. She prolly going try to play it off but please get her to ice it. And put her stupid brace on. It's in her truck.
Brittany shook her head. She knew her girlfriend was stubborn.
I will. Thanks for letting me know. See you tomorrow.
Brittany got up from the couch to get a ice pack out of the freezer for Santana. She placed it on the counter so that it could defrost a little. She went back to the couch and sat down, hoping that Santana would come over soon. The rest of her Family Guy episode played and finally she heard the sound of Santana's door closing, with her truck beeping after she locked it. The front door opened and she came in. Brittany could tell she was trying her hardest not to limp but she knew that it wasn't good for her ankle.
"Hey babe."
Santana's eyes seemed a little darker than usual, Brittany assumed it was because her ankle hurt. But she couldn't be sure.
"Hey. How was basketball with the girls?"
"It was... Good. I had choke fun. They planning on playing again next week I told them I'd go down after practice." Santana shut the door slowly and started to walk towards the couch where Brittany was sitting. She saw the expression that was on her face and immediately knew. "Rach told you didn't she."
"She did." Brittany got up and walked over to where her girlfriend was standing and brought her to the couch. "I got a ice pack out for you. You're icing this. And staying off of it as much as possible tonight. Also, where in your truck is your ankle brace?"
"Jesus. She told you everything huh?" Santana laughed a little as Brittany put pillows under her leg to elevate her ankle. "It's not too bad, babe. I promise. Just a little swelling."
"But we have practice and you can't be out. You can't miss a game, Santana."
Brittany came back from the kitchen with the ice pack and gently placed it on Santana's ankle, wrapping it slowly with saran wrap. She winced at the coldness but eventually she adjusted to the cool feeling.
"I won't miss a game. I promise. My ankle brace is under the drivers seat. My ace wrap should be next to it too, I'll wear that to sleep tonight." Before Brittany could walk away, Santana grabbed her arm. "Thank you, Brittany. Because you always set me straight you know?"
"I got you." She leaned down and placed a kiss on Santana's forehead before grabbing her keys and running outside to grab her ankle brace.
After icing her ankle for about twenty minutes, Santana- with help from Brittany, went upstairs to take a shower. She already had dinner, and Brittany was full from her soup so they were gonna call it a night. Santana wrapped her ankle and threw some of Brittany's extra pillows under her foot so that it could be elevated.
"Is it extra cold tonight? Or is it just me?"
Santana held her arm out and Brittany curled up next to Santana's side, placing her head just below her collar bone. The tv was on to a random channel just so they could have some background noise.
"I think it's just you, babe."
Brittany was warm now. Even if she was shivering cold, laying next to Santana for just ten seconds would instantly warm her up.
"How come you never told me about your ankle?"
"I knew you were gonna ask." Santana was playing with Brittany's hair, slowly running her hands through it. "Sophomore year, we were playing HPA and I hit a line drive between center and right. As I was rounding second, I stepped on the base at the wrong spot and I rolled my ankle. I fell to the ground and two of the HPA girls came to help me up. I was only out for one game but it felt like forever. I never mentioned it because it's been strong since then and I haven't had any problems."
"Until now."
"Don't give me that, B. I'll be fine. Tomorrow the swelling will be gone and I'll be good as new. If anything I'll just sit out of practice tomorrow." Brittany yawned. "Someone's tired. I think it's time for bed anyway. It's late and we have school tomorrow."
With a kiss goodnight, the girls fell asleep.
School the next day was boring as usual. The swelling around Santana's ankle had gone down but Brittany convinced her to use the ankle brace during school.
At practice that day, Santana sat out so she could continue resting. She didn't want to stay off of her feet so Coach Sue made her use crutches so she could walk around as much as she wanted without putting any weight on her ankle.
After running plays, the team came in for a water break and Brittany took a seat next to Santana.
"You look cute with those crutches, babe." She took a sip of her water bottle before putting her batting helmet on.
"Cute? I look crippled."
"Well you're my cute crippled girlfriend." Brittany lifted her helmet up a little so she could kiss Santana before going back on the field to start off batting practice.
If there was anything Santana hated, it was being benched and watching her team on the field. She loved softball and being sidelined just made her want to get on the field more. She watched as Brittany bunted three times, then brought her bat back up to practice her full swing. Santana saw so much potential in her girlfriend. But she felt that sometimes she held back, and always wondered why.
Brittany's hits were beautiful. A solid grounded past short stop, a line drive right above second and a pop fly to left. Granted she would have been called out because of it but it could still advance runners.
Santana sat there, just in awe of the fact that her girlfriend was everything she ever wanted. Beautiful, tall, and amazing at softball. Not to mention she had a wonderful personality that just made Santana fall in love even more. Sometimes she felt as if she were dreaming. That none of it were real. But when she woke up in the morning next to Brittany, she knew her dreams were reality.
Santana had been so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't realize that practice was pretty much over now and the girls were heading into the dugout.
"Alright. So this morning I got our schedule for season. Our first game is against Konawaena (Kona-Why-Na) next week Wednesday. I believe that we are more than prepared. Santana should be good to go by then. That's what, about a week? Six days? As long as you take it easy. I'm sure Brittany will make sure of that."
"I will coach." Brittany replied, smiling over at Santana.
"Just remember. Never take your focus off of school. That is your number one priority. Grade checks are due to me tomorrow, so make sure you have them. No excuses. Alright. Let's go, circle up."
"Dragons on three. 1, 2, 3."
"DRAGONS!"
The next week went by quickly, and before she realized it- Brittany and the rest of the team were on their way to Konawaena for their softball game. Konawaena was pretty far from Honoka'a as well, taking about a hour and fifteen minutes to finally reach the school. As the first season game of the year, the team was extra pumped. For a lot of the girls, this would be their last first game. Many of them were not pursuing softball after high school, so this was like their last hoorah.
As always, a song was playing on the speakers and Santana was singing along.
Oh is it true, is true
Or have I been mistaken
Oh is it you, is it you
Who started this trouble makin
Sure I'm a fool, I'm a fool
For putting my heart in such a situation
I tried to keep my cool, keep my cool
Baby I've grown impatient
Well you've got my attention
Now bust out your intentions
The van was pulling into the parking lot next to the field. The Konawaena team was on the field raking it and spraying with a little water so that the wind wouldn't blow dirt into any of the players eyes.
"How ironic!" Jen said out loud. "This song would come on when we get here."
"Shut up, Jen." Rachel was trying to get her to lower her voice before Brittany heard but it was too late. Santana was still singing along, not realizing what the conversation was about.
Well when I start thinking bout you and me
It gets my pulse racin'
You don't seem to care much about me
When I'm looking in your direction
Oh girl you can take it or leave it
Baby are you too blind to see that
Your leavin me high and dry
And when you take my love girl
Your gonna cross the line
"What are you guys talking about?" Brittany was interested, she always liked hearing stories about the team.
"It's nothing Britt, don't worry about it."
The more Brittany listened to the song, the more she realized that it was a song about heart break. She turned to Rachel to get more answers out of her. The only reason she'd try to cover it up is if it were about Santana.
"Rachel don't lie to me. I know you're trying to hide something. What is it?"
Rachel looked back over at Santana who was still singing away while she played Trade Nations.
"Okay well-" Rachel pointed out the window to the girl who was filling the hole on the pitchers mound. "That girl? Is San's ex."
Song used in this chapter is called Backburner by Mike Pinto.
I'm sorry if this chapter isn't as long as it usually is, but it's mainly going to be a filler. The next chapter should be quite lengthy, so stay tuned :)