(Thank you to everyone who has been reading this! This is the last chapter. Thank you again to Steph for betaing.)

Chapter 13- (Three year's later)

Santana pulled her duffle bag off the conveyer belt and draped it over her shoulder. She moved away from the line of anxious friends and family awaiting the arrival of loved ones and walked towards the exit. Walking out of the airport smiling when she sees Helen leaning against her car.

"Hey!" Santana smiled as she ran up to her.

"You look great!" Helen exclaimed wrapping her arms around the girl. "It's been way too long."

"I know! I'm sorry I haven't been back since I moved." she replies, throwing her bag into the backseat. "how is... everything?"

"Good." Helen smiles, turning the engine over. "She's good too. She'll be home this weekend."

Santana's heart pounded a little bit harder, Brittany... They had broken up when Santana's family moved to California. They had kept in-touch over the phone and through e-mail, but Santana tried to keep her distance once Brittany admitted to starting to date Mike. After high-school, Santana got accepted into Colombia and moved to New York where she rented a tiny apartment with Kurt (who was attending the New School of Design). Brittany had stayed in Ohio, and went to the state school. It was decided that it would be easier to try things apart and try not to hang on to each-other too much during the first year of university, meaning this visit home was the first time they've talked in over a year and the first time they've seen each-other in three.

"Oh. ." Santana said shakily, turning her attention to the window.

She had never felt this nervous in her entire life. After a long shower and some primping she descended the stairs, before she reached the bottom of the stairs she heard her the soft wave of Brittany's laugh. She took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen, following the voices. Santana tucked her hair behind her ears and looked up into cerulean eyes. Brittany hadn't changed too much in the three years, but the changes that had occurred were positive. She wore simple navy blue dress that stopped a little above the knee's, the dress hugged her more defined curves and exposed just the right about of the creamy pale skin. Her blond hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves, her hand tucked it behind her ears.

"Hi." Brittany smiled shyly, her eye's roaming over Santana.

"Hey." Santana smiled, getting lost in her ex-girlfriends eyes. Helen looked back and forth between the two girl's she had watch grow up, fall in love and move apart.

"I'm going to..." Helen says as she backs out of the room leaving the girls alone.

"I'm sorry I didn't..." they both started before busting out in giggles, Brittany pulled Santana into her arms and held onto her breathing in her sent after all this time.

"I missed you." Santana whispered as she pulled away, pushing the blonds bangs out of her eye's. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good. How is New York? Are you still living with Kurt?"

"Mhum." Santana smiled, hopping up onto the kitchen counter. "School's good, yes, I'm still living with the fabulous Kurt Hummel. But, he's mostly at his boyfriends place now."

"OOo. Kurt has a boyfriend?" Brittany beamed

"Yes, he's this super hipster actor type." the Latina explained, "Actually, Quinn introduced them, he used to go to school with her in Boston before he transferred to NYU."

"How is Quinn?"

"She's good; I haven't seen her in a few weeks. She's busy. What about you? How's Ohio State?"

Brittany shrugged, "It's fine. I really don't love it."

"I'm sorry, have you thought about transferring for next semester."

The blond nod's, "Yeah, I'm waiting for a few responses to come back to see if I can." She smiled, "I saw Puck when I was coming home."

"Really? What's he up to?"

"Eh. After you left, he got some girl pregnant and they ended up getting married."

"No shit!"

"I know right? Anyway, yeah they still live here I guess."

"Wow." Santana exclaims, her eyes lingering too long on the blonds lips. Kicking herself slightly she walked across the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it with water. "Anyone else home?"

"Um, I think Mike's home and maybe Mercedes." she shrugged, watching Santana try to keep herself occupied. "They both are at school with me."

"Really? Cool. How is Mike?" Santana muttered trying not to read to much into the fact they are still hanging out.

"He's okay. He's dating this really sweet girl."

"Really?" Santana smiles, relieved that he's still not after Brittany. "Um. Like what about you?"

"I'm not with anyone." Brittany smiles, leaning against the counter. "What about you? Last time I talked to Quinn she said you were dating some girl at your school?"

Santana walked closer to the blond. "Checking up on me?" she smiled, when Brittany blushed. "I went out a few times with a girl from one of my classes at Columbia. But, it wasn't right so I ended it."

"I'm sorry." Brittany replied, "What wasn't right about it?"

Santana just smiled and bit her lip so she wouldn't let 'because she wasn't you' escape her lips.

(Day three)

Santana rolled over on the futon situated in the corner of Brittany's room. Turning over again, she sighed pushing her hair back as she starred at the ceiling. She heard slight thrashing from the other side of the room and erratic breathing. She sat and looked over to the bed, Brittany had a tendency to have nightmares so she rolled off the futon and walked over to the bed and gently shook the blond.

"B." She whispered, shaking a little bit harder. "Wake up, it's okay." Brittany sat up with a gasp, disoriented and shaking. "Shush, your okay." Santana wrapped her arms around the blond and gently rocked back and forth, like she had done many times before.

At some point they fell asleep wrapped in each-others arms. Brittany woke up first, her head nestled in a mane of black hair. Without thinking she placed a kiss on the exposed skin of Santana's neck, causing the other girl to shudder and begin to wake up. She pulled away and laid on her side facing her former lover, they stayed there for awhile without words just staring into each-others eyes.

"Hey." Brittany whispered, pushing the Latina's hair back over her shoulder.

"Hi." She replied, capturing her hand and kissing her palm. "I missed this... I missed you."

Brittany scooted closer and leaned her forehead against Santana's, for the first time in three years they both felt whole again.

They stayed like this for a little while before parting and going downstairs.

"Brit. You got an envelope." Helen stated as she saw the girls walk into the kitchen. Brittany took it out of her mothers hand and quickly opened it, and looked at her mom beaming.

"What is it?" Santana questioned as she slid a coffee cup next to Brittany before taking a sip of her own. Helen smiled and walked out of the room leaving the girls alone.

"I got in."

"Where?" Santana questioned.

"Um. Long Island University." the blond smiled.

"That's kinda close to me, except it's in freaking Long Island."

"I'm going to the Brooklyn campus, Santana."

"I live in Brooklyn!" She smiles, grabbing the paper.

"I know." Brittany says as she walks around the counter and up to the Latina. She pulled the paper out of her hand and placed it on the counter. She interlaced their fingers and pressed their hands against the counter. Santana looked at her with a mixture of confusion and lust as she opened her mouth to start to speak. Brittany cut her off, by leaning in and gently kissing her. Santana pulled away, her eyes still closed and her lips still slightly parted, "What are we doing." she asked, when she opened her eyes and gazed into the the blonds.

"I missed you." Brittany smiled, before she leaned in and kissed her again. Santana wrapped her arms around the blond, pulling her closer. "I've missed you every minute of every day for the last three years. I hated being away from you for so long. Not being able to talk to you, to see you to touch you was driving me crazy."

"I hated being away too, I hated the thought of someone else touching you." Santana replies, wrapping her arms around the blond waist. "I know it's been forever, but when you come to New York... Do you think you might want to try being my girlfriend again?"

"That was my plan." Brittany smiled impishly, "I hoped you felt the same way."

Santana latched onto Brittany's lips, pulling her into a kiss that stopped time. No matter what happened from then on, they had eachother and that's all they could ask for.