Santana expects to see Brittany back in Lima, it's for Will and Emma's wedding after all. What she doesn't expect to see is her holding hands with a child that looks exactly like she did when she was three years old.

Warning: GP Santana, so if you don't like it, please don't read. I wouldn't have done GP but I had this idea and I really wanted to do it with Brittana being the couple and this was the only way :)

Brittany is tired. It's two o'clock in the morning and the plane has just landed in Ohio. All she wants to do now is close her eyes and go to sleep, but she knows that she can't do that yet because her journey is not over. There's still an hour and forty five minute drive to Lima, and she's glad that she booked a taxi in advance because she's fairly certain that if she didn't, there'd be little chance of her getting one this early in the morning.

Thinking about it, Brittany knows that if she had called her parents and told them that she was coming to Lima, then they would have come to the airport to pick her up, but they don't know that she''s here. No one does and she's glad of that, but she's a bit disappointed that at ten o'clock in the morning, she will make her appearance at Lima Bean and everyone will know of her return.

She's back in Lima for Will and Emma's wedding, and even though she's not been in contact with them for years, it's not something that she was ever going to miss. She promised she'd be there, and a promise is a promise. She has to admit though, she was a bit shocked when she received the invitation because she didn't think that anyone knew where she lived, she has a hunch that it was probably Sue that was able to track her down, but in all honesty she doesn't really want to know how they found her. It's just another thing that she'll find out when she enters Lima Bean at ten o'clock.

The exit to the plane opens allowing the passengers to leave, and the cold winter air from the outside sneaks in and blows past her, wakening her up a little bit. Without thinking about it too much, she slips her cardigan off her shoulders and down her arms before gently draping it over the sleeping body next to her, she doesn't want her to get cold.

Brittany watches as the plane slowly begins to empty and she knows that she should probably make her ways towards the exit too, but she decides to wait because in her opinion it's too crowded. She actually doesn't mind crowds, she enjoys being in among groups of people, but not when she's carrying the most important thing in the world in her arms. That's just not safe and the thought of her doing so puts her a little bit on edge.

"Mama?" Brittany turns in the direction of where the soft sleepy voice is coming from, and fixes her gaze upon the small figure who s tiredly rubbing at her eyes with her tiny hands. "We go too?"

"Yeah baby, we're going too." She confirms as she unbuckles her seat-belt and proudly watches as the infant beside her does the same. Once they're both standing, she scoops the child up in her arms, being careful to keep the cardigan covering her, and grabs her travel bag up from the floor.

The journey from the plane itself to the airport is short and before she can even register what's really happening, she finds herself waiting on her luggage. It doesn't take long for her to spot what belongs to her and sh skillfully picks up her suitcase with her free hand whilst balancing the half-asleep child on her hip. After checking that she has everything she needs, the blonde briskly walks towards the exit, successfully dodging everyone in her way.

She doesn't expect it to be so cold outside, so when the bitter air attacks her and causes the hair on her bare arms to rise up, she cuddles the now sleeping infant closer to her chest in an attempt to protect her from it. She doesn't mind being cold if it means that her child won't be. Brittany scans the area quickly, and luckily she spots her taxi straight away. She explained her situation to the company over the phone a few days ago, so when the driver places her suitcase in the back and she climbs inside, she's delighted to see a car seat securely in place. Carefully, she places the youngster into it and straps her in, placing a loving kiss on her tan forehead before sitting back in her own seat.

The car begins to move and Brittany rests her head on the glass of the car window, looking out onto the dark and unfamiliar surroundings. She's vaguely aware that soon, the surroundings will become familiar but she forces that thought to the back of her mind, not wanting to accept the inevitable. She doesn't want to be here. She doesn't want to walk the streets that she used to walk whilst growing up. She doesn't want to remember the good and bad times that she had. She doesn't want to be forced to confront her past, but here she is, doing exactly that because she knows that she has to. She can't hide forever.

The journey into Lima is long and boring, and the closer they get to their destination, the more nervous Brittany becomes. She wants to close her eyes, fall asleep and forget about it all for a little while however, she manages to keep her eyes open and instead looks at the sleeping body next to her, feeling slightly jealous that she has no care in the world right now.

It's half past three in the morning when the taxi eventually comes to a stop outside of Lima's best hotel (there really is no competition). The taxi driver gets her suitcase from the back and she's thankful for that as she's finding it hard to balance a sleeping child on her hip whilst trying to hand over the correct amount of money. After counting it out twice, Brittany swaps the man the money for her suitcase, insisting that he keeps the change, and then she rushes inside.

The warmth of the hotel hits her at full force when she enters, and she really couldn't be more happy about it. She'd gotten used to the cold from outside, but now she's realising just how cold she actually is. The hotel had been expecting her so she quickly shows her I.D to prove who she is and then in return, receives a key to her room. It turns out that she's staying on the top floor which right now, isn't really ideal because Brittany feels as if she's going to collapse at any moment. She doesn't complain though -she realised long ago that it gets her nowhere- and she even politely declines the offer when the woman behind the desk offers to help her carry her suitcase up to her room.

A suitcase. That's all she's brought with her because she knows that she's not going to be staying for long. She's booked the hotel room for a week, but honestly, she doesn't think she'll be able to last that long. She gives herself three days maximum. Three days and then she'll be on a flight home, emotionally drained and hating herself more than she does now. Part of her thinks that hating herself even more can't be possible, but the other part of her knows that she can. She made a mistake. She made a big mistake and it's taken her four years, five months, and nineteen days to finally do something about it.

The hotel room isn't anything spectacular, but she doesn't care. Dropping the suitcase at the door and kicking it closed behind her, Brittany makes her way over to the double bed in the middle of the room and gently places the sleeping child down onto it before lying down next to her, wrapping her arms protectively around her.

"Mama?" The child in her arms stirs awake. "I tired." She yawns, snuggling closer into the woman's body, known to her as the safest place in the world.

"Close your eyes, Sweetie." She soothes, running one of her hands through the locks of curly dark brown hair in front of her. "Mama's here and everything is going to be okay."

Brittany wants to believe her own words, but she doesn't know if she can.

Only time will tell.

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