Chapter 12
Santana woke up when the early morning sunlight found it's way to her eyes. Sighing, she snuggled closer to the warm pillow but was startled when the pillow moved and pressed closely to her. Her eyes flew open and was greeted by a mess of blonde hair. The events of last night flooded back and she was mortified at how she acted. She knew she turned into a freaking baby when she was sick which is why she holes up in her room most of the time. She usually has Quinn to whine to but since she was in Arizona she must've sent Brittany to care for Santana. Well it was better than sending Berry, the last time that happened the dwarf actually tried to sing to her saying that music heals and she locked herself in the bathroom and went to sleep on the tub just as Rachel was belting out People by Barbra Streisand.
She felt Brittany shift on the bed, half her body now draped over Santana, her head finding the space between Santana's neck and shoulders. She could now feel every breath that Brittany takes and her nostrils are flooded with the scent of strawberries probably from Brittany's shampoo. Yep, this was infinitely better,Santana thought to herself as she buried her head in Brittany's hair and found her way back to oblivion.
Consciousness found it's way back to Santana when she felt the New York chill make its way to her bedroom. When she opened her eyes, she found out that she was alone in bed. She instantly missed the warmth of Brittany's body. She stood up and was glad that her fever was gone although her throat still felt raw. She remembered her Mom lecturing her on the dangers of smoking and even told her that she would be sending her a scanned copy of a brochure by the American Cancer Society about smoking and cancer, that would teach her to lay off on smoking she thought to herself.
She wondered if Brittany already left and knew that she would be extremely disappointed if she did. Her stomach grumbled and realized that she only had soup the day before. She opened her bedroom door and was surprised by the smell of eggs cooking in the kitchen. She couldn't help but grin knowing that Brittany stayed.
"Britt?" she called out while walking towards the kitchen. Brittany didn't respond and Santana saw the reason why. Brittany was in front of the stove with earphones in her ears swaying her hips to whatever it is playing on her iPod. Santana smiled at the sight and debated whether or not to interrupt the small show. She decided that the sight of Brittany shaking her toned ass was too good a sight to stop and sat on the kitchen counter instead with a goofy grin on her face.
Brittany was surprised when she turned around to put the scrambled eggs on a plate and was met by a grinning Santana, she almost dropped the pan in the process.
"San! You scared me!" Brittany said placing the pan on the counter and removing her earphones.
"Good morning. I may have to take you up on those dance lessons." Santana managed to croak out, her voice still hoarse but didn't prevent her from giving Brittany a wink.
Brittany blushed but her hands immediately went to Santana's forehead to check for her temperature.
"Good, your fever's gone, we can go to the doctor after breakfast." Brittany said matter-of-factly
"Why do I have to go? I'm feeling fine now." Santana said a scowl overtaking her earlier grin
"Because you need antibiotics for that sore throat and I promised your Dad. And you know it's your fault San you smoked God knows how many packs and Quinn said you worked for 2 straight days." Brittany said scolding Santana.
"Shit was going down Britt and I couldn't just leave my team and I only smoked a pack because I was super stressed out." Santana said defensively.
"Fine but we're still going to the doctor." Brittany said in a tone that says that it's non negotiable.
