Hi, everyone! I'm back sooner than I thought with the Sequel to "Go With the Flow"! If you haven't read that story, then hakuna matata! This one can stand on its own… I think. But, you may want to go check it out anyways because the last chapter of GWTF is full of spoilers for this story ;)… Well, I've decided to call this piece "The Current is Pulling Me" and all credit goes to Lovepuppy26 for coming up with that title :) Thanks for that, without you I seriously don't know what I would've named this fic, you saved me some trouble. I'd also like to thank anyone else who sent me a suggestion! Thanks guys!

Well, enjoy! & I don't own Glee!

Summary: Brittany and Santana have had their share of problems in the past, but they managed to stick with each other through all the bad times. They've been crowned as Hollywood's "it" couple, and life seems to be perfect. There is virtually nothing that can bring them down… or is it? Sequel to Go With the Flow.

The Current is Pulling Me

One year later…

"So how have things been between you and Ms. Santana Lopez?" Chelsea asked while wiggling her eyebrows. I looked to the audience with a smile spread across my face as they all laughed in unison at her childish behavior. I had been waiting for this question. Every single interview that either I or Santana ever did, the host never seemed to skip over this particular question. Not that I minded though… I mean this question was easily deemed my favorite to answer.

"Well…" I slid back a little further in my seat, and crossed my legs. "things are absolutely great." I gushed. "Santana is the perfect girlfriend. I swear, she's sweet, she's kind, she's beautiful, she's smart, she's caring, she's funny, she's charming, I mean, I can on. She's just everything I could ever ask for in a girlfriend." Everyone in the audience, and even Chelsea seemed to be sitting on the edge of their seats staring at me dreamily. "and, not to mention she's all mine, that's like a double plus." I added with a triumphant smile.

There was a wave of 'awws' that filled the air. It made my heart swell every time I got to see how supportive the fans were of Santana and I, it really is amazing. "Well, dammit. I guess my plans of stealing you away from her will be shot to hell." Chelsea joked.

"Yea, I'm pretty stuck on her." There was another wave of 'awws'.

"Yea, and it's not really hard to tell that she feels the exact same way about you. So everyone knows that you two are extremely busy nowadays. You guys are both in the middle of filming right?" I nod my head in conformation. "You're doing 'Dancing with the Stars' here in California while she's filming her new movie 'Happy Together' in New York. How do you guys make time?"

"Um, we definitely don't spend as much time together as we'd like to, but we make it work. We have plenty of Skype secessions, and believe it or not she never misses any of my performances. So we see each other about every two weeks."

"Wow, how does she make time to fly out to see your performances? I can only imagine how busy she is."

"Honestly, I don't know. She never stays for long though, because of course she has to get back to her own filming. After I perform she takes me out to a nice dinner, and then she heads back to New York."

"What are you two? Some kind of walking fairytale? I've never seen two people more perfect for each other." The audience erupted in a loud applause and I felt my cheeks grow red.

"Thanks, Chelsea."

"You're welcome. So tell me, how long has it been since you guys have seen each other in person?"

"Well, I think it's been about… one week, three days, eight hours, forty-five minutes and I'm not really sure on the seconds."

The room was dead silent. I looked to Chelsea who was sporting a surprised look. "You're not really sure huh? How do manage to mess up the seconds?" I let out a light giggle and so did the audience. "Goodness, you obviously don't miss her that much." She said sarcastically, and I laughed a little louder. "But listen, Chewy and I put all of our savings together and got you and Santana a surprise."

My eyebrows quirked up at her statement. "Really?"

"Yea." She said as she pointed to the big plasma screen that was displaying a picture of two fitted T-shirts. One said 'I Love Brittany S. Peirce' while the other one said 'I Love Santana Lopez'. The picture on the screen soon changed to the back view of the shirts. The 'I love Brittany' shirt had 'Brittana' written on the back, while the 'I love Santana' shirt had 'Santittany' on the back. Both words were in cursive with a heart dotting each 'i' I couldn't help the dorky grin that spread across my face.

"Wow, thanks Chelsea. I love them, and I'm pretty sure Santana will love them too."

"It was no problem… For a matter of fact, I'm going to have my sexy model friend bring them to you right now." I tilted my head in amusement. "Bring them out!" Chelsea called, and about a second later the audience literally went wild. People were even giving standing ovations.

I just sat in my chair looking at the curtains willing for someone to come out… but no one came. I looked at the audience, and they were practically jumping up and down in their spots. Then I looked to Chelsea, she had a smug grin on her face. I wasn't sure what all the commotion was for, but there was no 'sexy model friend' anywhere to be found.

"Why's everyone so happy?" I smiled to the audience then I focused my gaze on Chelsea.

"Well maybe if you looked behind you, you'd see what all the fuss was about." Came a voice from behind me, and I nearly broke my neck, and my back at how quick I turned around.

My mouth fell open, and I had the hugest smile plastered across my face. I probably looked like an idiot smiling like that, but who cares. Santana's here, she's here, like right there. "Santana!" I squealed. Without thinking twice I hopped up and rounded the chair so quickly I nearly knocked it over.

I snatched her into my arms so fast, that I think it even surprised her. The loud cheering from the crowd was silenced in my ears. I was too focused on the two arms that were wrapped tightly around my neck, and I swear I could've stayed like this forever… if only we weren't being filmed, and weren't on the clock.

I pulled away, but not before I placed a quick kiss on her cheek. There was more applause and a mixture of 'awws' and 'woos'. Before I sat down I took a moment to look her over. She had on the white fitted T-shirt that said 'I love Brittany S. Peirce' with dark skinny jeans, and a pair of all white Vanz. She looked adorable dressed so casually.

"Brittany, can you quit eye sexing it up over there and come finish this interview." I flashed Chelsea an apologetic smile before taking Santana's hand and leading her back to the couch… that only seated one person.

As if Chelsea was reading my mind she spoke right on cue. "Just let her sit on your lap, Chewy's little midget arms aren't strong enough to bring in another chair." That caused the crowd to laugh, as I flopped down and opened my arms to welcome Santana on my lap. She flashed me a smile before she gracefully took her seat.

"Aw, you two just make me want to… throw up, rainbows and glitter of course." Santana and I chuckled in unison. "Ok, so obviously you guys are hopelessly in love with each other. When do you plan on tying the knot?"

"Ah, you know, as soon as everything calms down…" Santana started. "I really want us to add a ring to the equation… and maybe even the sound of small feet walking across our hardwood floor."

Chelsea raised her eyebrows inquisitively. "Oh, you're thinking about children too?"

"Huh? I was totally talking about a puppy." The crowd burst out into a fit of laughter, and so did I. I nudged her cheek with my nose, and pulled her in closer to me. "No, I was kidding, I definitely meant kids. I mean Britt and I have been together for nearly two years now. I know she's it for me, she's the one I want to marry, and she's the one I want to start a family with." Santana finished.

Chelsea looked a Santana with her lips slightly parted. "Come on Brittany, I could love you so much more better than her." She joked, and the audience let out a wave of laughter.

"Nope, she's mine!" Santana shifted in my lap so she could wrap her arms possessively around my neck.

I just gave Chelsea a shrug. "That's true, I am hers. Sorry Handler, but I'm already taken."

"Oh fine. Can't blame me for trying. Well that's all the time we have left. Everyone give Brittana a round of applause for joining us tonight, and be sure to tune into ABC family at 8/7 central every Monday and Tuesday night to catch Ms. Peirce bust a move one the dance floor, and I'll see you again soon." The people cheered and a few even wolf whistled at us. A male voice came blaring through the speakers saying. "Have you watched Chelsea Lately?"

"And cut!" The camera man yelled. "Nice work ladies."

The audience went on to chat a little noisily amongst themselves. "Well, it was nice having you two on the show." Chelsea said while she stood her feet and extended her hand.

Santana hopped up first and discarded her hand as she pulled her in for a hug. "Thanks for helping me surprise Britt. Really, it means a lot." As soon as they pulled away I immediately wrapped my arms around the other blonde.

"You are the absolute best! Thanks Chelsea."

"It was really my pleasure." She let out a soft giggle. We pulled apart, and Santana and I both flashed her a kind smile before being escorted off the stage.

I couldn't help the giddy feeling that was bubbling up inside of me. I wasn't expecting to see Santana for at least another three days, and here she was standing right beside me holding my hand, as we walked. The smile that I was sporting never once left my face.

Once we were completely backstage I let go of her hand and wrapped my arms tightly around her waist. I stood up straight, which lifted her from the ground, and did a little twirl. All the exercise from 'Dancing with the Stars' paid off. She let out a surprised squeal before she leaned down and gave me a proper kiss on the lips.

"Did you miss me?" She practically whispered into my mouth.

I couldn't help but smile as she placed feather light kisses against my lips. "I missed you a little." I shrugged and tried to be nonchalant. But we both knew that was a lie.

She let out a light chuckle. "Yea right, Miss one week, three days, eight hours and… whatever just kiss me." That's all I needed to hear before I discarded the small space between us. It didn't matter that we were still backstage of the Chelsea Lately show, everyone was probably too busy to see us exchange our sweet lady kisses anyway.

"Ugh! Do you two ever get enough of each other? I swear every time you're reunited you act like you haven't seen each other in ages." Everyone except her.

"Quinn, stop it. Just let them be." Rachel scolded her.

I reluctantly placed Santana back on the floor and shot Quinn a glare. "You know, it's nice to see you too, Quinn." My voice was dripping with sarcasm. "But, do have to be the world's largest cock block?"

She smiled sweetly and shrugged one of her shoulders. "Well, you know me." She said as she dramatically rolled her eyes. I really wanted to come up with some snarky remark to say to her, but before I could I felt Santana's soft hand gently pull my chin so she could give me one last kiss.

"Just leave it." She said softly, and how could I not oblige? I smiled sweetly and nodded my head. I wasn't going to let Quinn ruin my mood. I was used to this behavior by now. Over the last year, Quinn would always say things like that every time Santana and I were together, and showed any form of PDA. Maybe she's still not over the fact that her and Rachel didn't work out, so she's taking it out on me. I'm not sure, but that happened six months ago. The least she can do is move on if that's what's bothering her.

"Are we all going to go out? Or are you two going to head back to your place for some alone time?" Rachel wriggled her eyebrows.

"Gross." Quinn said.

Santana shot her a glare, before she focused her attention on Rachel. "I think I want to go home. I'm feeling a little selfish, and I want this one here…" she said motioning to me. "all to myself." I smiled at her answer. I don't think I even wanted to go anywhere if Quinn was going to be there. Not that I don't like her, but for the past six months she's made it clear that she isn't really too fond of me… But if I'm being honest here Quinn has never really been fond of me.

"Ok, cool. Well I'll probably stop by tomorrow, maybe we'll be able to do something then." Rachel said as she walked up to Santana and gave her a hug. I smiled curtly at the sight of my girlfriend and my best friend getting along so well. This past year Santana and Rachel have gotten extremely close. I even had to question if I had lost my best friend title to Santana.

"Yea, maybe tomorrow or the day after that?" Santana questioned, and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"How long are you staying?"

She turned to me and smiled. "Well, I managed to get a break from filming. So I'm in town for about a week." Seriously? Could this day get any better right now?

I immediately pulled her in for another tight embrace, and pepper kisses all over face. "I… love… you… so… much." I said in between kisses.

"Ok, well Quinn and I will just head on out. I'll stop by your house tomorrow, and maybe we can set something up. See you later." She did a small pivot and began to walk away. "Come on Quinn."

The other blonde scoffed and crossed her arms stubbornly. "I'll leave whenever I want."

Rachel paused for a second and shook her head. "Fine, suit yourself."

Rachel continued to walk and Quinn stood there watching her with a longing look.

"Well, if I were you, I'd either leave or go after her, your choice… but, there's really nothing else here." Santana said suggestively, as she took my hand and began walking towards the door.

Quinn mumbled something that I couldn't quite make out, but it didn't really matter what she said. What mattered was that I have Santana for a whole week. That may not seem like much time, but if you looked at our schedules for the past eight months, then you'd see why this week meant so much to me.

Once we stepped outside our limo driver was already waiting, and he opened the door as soon as he saw us. I gave him a small smile and a nod before slipping into the backseat. As soon as we were both in the door was closed shut, and Santana immediately seized my lips.

I brought my hands up to cup either side of my face as she shifted her position. The kiss was slow and sensual, seemingly making up for everyday that we were apart. I was just about to deepen the kiss, right before she pulled away.

My eyes fluttered open, and I gave a questioning look, which she returned with a small smile. "If I had a nickel for every time I saw someone as beautiful as you, I'd have five cents." I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"San, you're so cheesy." Over the past ten months or so, Santana has acquired quite the collection of pick-up lines, and every time I'm sure I've heard them all… She comes up with something new. But, I'd be lying if I said I don't enjoy her… cheesiness.

"Yea, but am I at least the cute kind of cheesy?"

"No, you're the kind of cheesy that makes me want to strip you down and make sweet love to you for endless hours." I husked.

A visible shiver made its way through her body, and her already darkened eyes grew darker. "Really?" she said as she began to slowly close the distance between us.

"Mhm. I can't wait to get you back home, lay you down on our bed, and please you in the best way."

She bit her bottom lip. "I like the way that sounds."

She lunged at me for the second time pulling me close to her for another mind blowing kiss. We spent the rest of the limo ride like that. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other.

To say we were both overjoyed when we felt the limo come to a slow stop would simply be an understatement. We were ecstatic. Our driver barely had the door open when Santana jumped out the limo, with me in tow.

But as soon as our excitement had come, just as quickly, it died. If we had been paying any sort of attention to our surroundings we would've noticed the dark gray Bently parked in our driveway when our limo pulled up.

"Ah, mijas! Are you just going to stand there or are you going to let us in… it's hot out here." Felix said. Lynn flashed him a weird look, before waving excitedly at us.

Santana mumbled something in Spanish and brought her hand up to her face. "It's fine, we can pick up where we left off a little later." I whispered into her ear before I made my way onto our porch to greet Santana's parents.

I was immediately pulled in for one of Felix's bone crushing hugs. "What a nice surprise." I said as I pulled away and turned to Lynn.

"Mama, papa what are you guys doing here?" Santana said with fake excitement.

"Well, Quinn called last night, and she said you'd be in town for a week. So we thought it be a good idea to come spend a little time with our daughter and future daughter in law." Felix said.

"Oh, Quinn." Santana said trying to bite back the harshness, but she failed horribly.

Lynn and I pulled apart so that she could embrace her daughter. "Mija, it's been three months since we've last seen you and Brittany."

"I know, mama, but couldn't you have just called? You know we would've come to see you."

I shook my head as fiddled with my keys.

"Your father and I traveled all this way to spend a couple of days with our two favorite girls. The least you could do is fake a better smile."

"A couple of days?" Santana sounded horrified. I arched an eyebrow as I unlocked and opened the door.

"Well, I'm actually here because you guys have better snacks and surround sound in your den." Felix said before he slid past me and made his way into our home.

"A couple of days?" Santana asked again, but her question was disregarded as Lynn went chasing behind Felix.

Santana and I stood on our porch. I stared at her as she threw her arms up in defeat. "Unbelievable, and did she say a couple of days?"

I smiled sympathetically and nodded my head. I wish we could have had our sexy times, but that can wait until tonight. I actually loved the fact that Santana's parents paid us a surprise visit.

"I'm so going to kill Quinn. I can't believe our week together is being ruined already."

"Aw come on babe, your parents aren't that bad. I'm actually glad they're here. So turn that frown upside down."

She folded her arms stubbornly. "I can't."

I flashed her an amused smile. "And why is that?"

"Because, now I have to share you with my parents, and that's cool but I wanted you all to myself."

I moved in a little closer to her to whisper in her ear. "Well if you're a really good girl, and act like you're actually happy to see your parents then you might get a little reward later tonight." With that Santana shot pass me and into our home.

"Mama, papa did you guys want to eat out, or should I cook dinner?" She yelled.

I had triumphant smirk on my face. This should be a short couple of days.

Darn, Santana's parent's for showing up! But, there you have it, the first chapter of a new beginning. I made sure there was a good amount of fluff, and trust me there's more fluff to come. & The movie that Santana's in (Happy Together) was named by brittana-is-wanky21. Thanks, it was originally a suggestion for the story title, but I liked it better as a movie. Well, don't forget to leave a review!