Brittany was finally getting out of the hospital, it had only taken two days after Beiste had last visited her for it to happen. Brittany had nearly necked herself through boredom, so she was beyond glad she was finally getting out of the sterile place.
It also hadn't helped that she hadn't heard from Santana except a text message saying she loved her and missed her and told her to get better quicker so she could see her. Apparently she had been so busy on set from before dawn to late in the night trying to catch up on all the missed filming time she didn't even have time to call her, which made Brittany sadder than she wanted to admit.
But at least she was getting out, so she was closer to seeing Santana, thank goodness. Beiste had organised nothing short of a cavalry for her departure, she was currently being shepherded through the parking garage into a black SUV.
Beiste got into the car in front with Puckerman, she was surprised she was lead into a car on her own, but she figured there was a reason, Beiste was always amazing at creating decoys.
As Brittany got in she glanced at the driver and saw that it was Blaine which made her smile and sigh with relief upon seeing a familiar face and someone she trusted and considered a friend, he gave her a gigantic smile back.
"So good to see you out and about," he stated still smiling through the revision mirror.
"Yeah good as new, how did I manage to score my own personal chauffer?" Brittany asked curiously.
"Santana's stuck on set all day again today, so she insisted I be the one to drive you safely to your mother's house, which I was more than happy to do, although Kurt is a bit hurt he didn't get to come and say hi too. Oh and there's a care package from Santana next to you," he said, giving her a wink as the car started and he followed the black SUV containing Beiste out of the car park.
Brittany wanted to open the package now but had no idea what she might find, knowing Santana it really could be anything, so she decided to wait on the surprise until she was somewhere a little more private.
"Beiste has got a rather interesting way of doing things, but god she is good at what she does, I see where you get your talents from," Blaine stated, pulling her out of her thoughts, as she pondered exactly what she hoped would be in the care package.
"Yeah she's kind of amazing, the only time I tend to cause myself trouble is when I defer from her methods, exhibit A," Brittany indicates, pointing at all her wounds.
"Well if it's any consolation, we all think you did amazing with the position you were put in, Santana does too, she hasn't stopped gushing about your heroics since we got her home," Blaine said as he kept his eyes constantly moving and scanning the road ahead and behind as he followed two SUV's and one pulled out behind them.
Brittany hummed slightly at the compliment, an ache settling in her chest, wanting nothing more than to have Santana next to her, she looked down at her hands fiddling in her lap.
"She misses you too you know, she bugs Beiste nearly hourly about when she is going to get to see you again," Blaine stated, looking through the mirror at the blonde, who's eyes briefly met Blaine's before drifting out the window to watch the passing cars.
She automatically went into bodyguard mode when she heard a car backfire from behind them, her whole body stiffening and her eyes darting left to right. She relaxed when she noticed Blaine's posture hadn't really changed and they still continued on their path.
"So she's been on the set a lot the past few days then?" Brittany asked, curious about what Santana had been doing to fill her time while she had been laying in her bed bored, moping and missing her.
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The Bodyguard -Brittana Fanfic
FanfictionBrittany becomes Santana's bodyguard after a near death experience, will Brittany be able to save Santana or is Brittany really the one that needs saving. Brittana with a side of Faberry & Klaine. Credits go to @cass14 on fanfiction.net