My Soldier (Brittana fan fiction)* Discontinued*

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Proud. That's me right now whenever I look at Santana, I'm proud of her. I know it must have been hard to come out, I went through it myself but with her being in the closet for so long and having a boyfriend it's got to be 10 times harder. But she finally came to her senses and realised that she can't keep lying to herself and she needs to be who she really is.

Santana's Ma, to say that I didn't see that coming would be a lie. I knew she would react how she did but like I told Santana if she doesn't accept her for who she is then she isn't important and she should just forget about her. I know it's hard, not having your ma accept you but you get used to not caring and then you forget about her. Look at me, I've done just fine without my ma for what 11 years. Santana has Martin and me, that's all she needs. Now that she's finally come to terms with who she is maybe we could get together, but I'm not a pushy person and this all new to her so I would never bombard her with all of this. Even though I was surprised with how she reacted after we had sex, I honestly thought she would have bolted or at least of shouted at me but no. she enjoyed it and that made my heart melt.

The phone ringing brings me out of my stupor and I lean over to grab it.

"Hello?" I say and squint my eyes slightly at the clearing of a throat from the other side.

"Sergeant Pierce, good to hear your voice. It's Sergeant Major Mercer speaking" comes from the line and instantly my back straightens and my posture tightens. It's habit and even though he isn't here I need to be respectful

"Sir, Sergeant Pierce reports" I command stoically, standing in the middle of my living room with my legs and feet together, my back straight and my shoulders broad, staring straight ahead with the phone to my ear.

"At ease soldier" he chuckles probably knowing that I've fallen into form. I relax slightly but don't slouch back down.

"To what do I owe this phone call?" I ask and wait for his reply.

"I want to check in and personally hear how you are doing- and if you are healing correctly" he responds and I let out a breath.

"Yes sir, I'm feeling great thank you. My shoulder is healing and I'm back up and running" I affirm with a pursed smile.

"Good news. I assume you got the letter about your leave"

"Yes sir, yes I did"

"I know you understand the importunacy of having as many soldiers as possible" he explains and I nod even though he can't see me. "You are one of the bests Sergeant and we are excited to see you back on the battlefield" he finishes.

"Thank you sir. I'm looking forward to coming back" I half lie because it's true, I want to go back but I don't want to go because of a certain brown haired woman.

"As time comes closer I will send you a package over and in that package will contain some research. You are in a good position to find out as much information as you can about whole situation and come back to us knowing what to do" he informs me and I answer back.

"Roger that sir"

"I bid you farewell Sergeant" he finishes and hangs up before I can say my goodbyes. This is just a reminder that time is ticking and somehow I feel like it's going faster than slower.

Time is ticking and I don't know what's going on between me and Santana. God why is this so frustrating?

Sighing and deciding to focus on something else, I get an idea and smirk to myself. I withdraw my phone and send a text to a very beautiful Latina.

9:21- To Santana: Morning :] hope I didn't wake you but I was wondering if you would like to go for a cheeky gym session? I do recall you saying you would come with me ;]