Hope you all had a great Christmas! :) And happy new year for tomorrow!
Nothing is mine but the plot and the OCs. I wish I could say I owned Brittana but sadly, I do not :/

"That one there looks kinda like a bear, if you tilt your head a bit," Brittany points up at the dark sky, the stars glittering within it. "And that one, looks like a face. See the eyes?"

I squint, not being able to pick out the face like I did with the bear. "Not quite."

She points harder in earnest. "There's the eyes," her hand drops, "the nose," her hand drops again, drawing a curve in the dark, "the lips, like a smile. See it?"

"No, I- Oh, yeah," I blink rapidly as the face becomes clear. "I see it now."

Brittany turns to look at me from where she lays next to me, grinning triumphantly. The fire flickers across her face and I feel the skip in my heart as I look in her eyes. "I much prefer your face," I say softly, a smile forming on my face as a blush rises in her cheeks. "Beautiful woman."

"Says you," her voice is as soft as mine, barely audible across the soft wind and the chirping of birds and insects. "Even after the hell we've been through lately," she licks her lips and my eyes automatically fall to the slow movement. "I'm happy because I had you by my side the entire way."

"I know exactly what you mean," I keep my voice low, despite no-one being able to hear us. Lindsey is a few metres away, practising a song on guitar and singing softly to herself in time, completely distracted by her own thoughts to care about ours. "I've had a lot of shit in my life, things I brought upon myself or just random turns of events," I sigh, looking back up into the night sky. "But havin' you next to me these past few months has made everythin' worth it."

"You think?"

I turn to look back at Brittany, our eyes connecting. "I know, Britt. You are so perfect."

The blush rises in her cheeks again and I grin stupidly, even something like that having a powerful effect on me. "So are you, darlin'. She leans over a kisses me gently, her hand coming up to cup my face. "Never a more flawless person."

"Talkin' about yourself?" She looks at me with a straight face and we both laugh, moving in for another kiss. I get up on my side, leaning over Brittany as I look down at her, adoration written all over my face. "Remember, a few weeks after I first met you, there was that big party at the ranch?"

"Where we kept sneakin' off on patrol?" She smiles, and I can see she's thinkin' back to it. "No one knew we were together then, and we had to hide to kiss?"

I laugh softly. It wasn't where I was going with that but it was stemming the nerves, quelling the butterflies in my stomach. "Back when our relationship was all secret?"

"Maybe there was a good thing about Rachel comin' to the ranch." I raise an eyebrow at her and she hurries to elaborate. "We don't have to hide anymore."

"That's true," I never thought the day would come where I'd be thankful of Rachel Fucking Berry. "Although, I did get quite a kick out of draggin' you off for secret kisses," I send her a wink and she giggles, leaning up to kiss me. "But it sure is nice to openly kiss you now," I sigh.

"Not like Lindsey is gonna care," her eyes flick to the girl playing guitar.

"Probably just pervin' on us," she snorts and Lindsey glances up at us, a small frown directed at me, a question in her eyes. I shake my head lightly, almost unnoticeably, before turning back to Brittany.

"But that's not what I'm talkin' about," I hesitate for a second, before pressing on. "Remember how, in the hall, I sang to you?"

"Landslide," she says almost dreamily, a smile curving her lips. "That was the moment I knew I was really fallin' for you."

"Really?" I whisper, completely sidetracked.

"Really," she brushes a strand of hair back behind my ears. "I remember watchin' you on that stage, thinkin' how perfect you are, how I could feel myself fallin' harder for you every second. And your voice," she clears her throat, looking away sheepishly. "Your voice is the sexiest thing I've ever heard."

I chuckle lightly at how shy she went at the confession. "You like it that much, huh?" She nods, still not making eye contact with me. "Well…" I trail off, looking back to Lindsey who catches my eye. I nod and she grins, making her way over with the guitar. "How would you like to hear it again?"

Brittany's eyes snap to mine and I grin at the cute confusion within them. "You don't have a band," she murmurs quietly, her eyes searching mine.

I purse my lips, scrunching up my nose. "Well…"

"Is this my cue?" Lindsey appears next to us, strumming a chord on the guitar. "Miss Pierce, why doesn't such a fine lady pull up a crate, make yerself comfortable like. Miss Lopez," she winks at me and I laugh at such formalities, standing up next to her. "Whenever you're ready, San," she whispers seriously, knowing how much this means to me. How long I'd been planning this.

"I wrote a song," I turn to Brittany. "I know," I smile, a small laugh escaping from my lips. "Me, writin'. But you taught me what I thought was impossible, Britt. All these years, I couldn't even spell my own name but because of you, I'm doin' so much more. Achievin' so much more, bein' so much more. And I wrote a song, for you." Brittany smiles up at me as I breathe out a shaky sigh. "I had the idea when I was layin' awake with you one mornin', the mornin' after we…" I cough, sending a sideways glance at Lindsey who I'd almost forgot was there. "Anyway," I see her smirk out the corner of my eye and I send a sturdy punch to her shoulder. "There were these birds, these beautiful birds, singin' outside. Songbirds," I whisper, picturing their bright colours against the azure sky, one of the happiest memories I had, being there with Brittany, a perfect morning after a perfect night. "This song, is called Songbird."

Before Brittany has a chance to speak, I nod at Lindsey, who's still rubbing her shoulder, a mock hurt expression on her face. She begins strumming and I close my eyes, giving myself a moment to get lost in the music, preparing for the performance. I'd intended for the melody to be played on a piano and that could still happen, but a guitar would have to do for now. The notes were sharper, tangier, but nevertheless still beautiful. I take in a deep breath when it's time for me to sing.

For you, there'll be no more crying,
For you, the sun will be shining,
And I feel that when I'm with you,
It's alright, I know it's right.

I look down at my hands, the tears already threatening to spill over. This was one of the most meaningful moments in my life, the words ringing completely true. I'd written this for Brittany, and every word poured out a little bit more of my soul.

To you, I'll give the world
To you, I'll never be cold
'Cause I feel that when I'm with you,
It's alright, I know it's right.

My hands spread of their own accord, my eyes flicking up to meet Brittany's. The glare from the fire lights up her eyes, the unshed tears shining in the dancing light. I chance a small smile between this verse and the next, which Brittany returns without hesitation. I wipe my own tear away.

And the songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score,
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before.

I see Lindsey smile out the corner of my eye and I bow my head briefly, a shy grin forming on my own lips. I'd never bared my soul like this back in the old days, Brittany had changed me. I wasn't the Santana Lindsey used to know. I raise my head back up in time for the next verse, not breaking eye contact with the blonde in front of me.

And I wish you all the love in the world,
But most of all, I wish it from myself.

And the songbirds keep singing,
Like they know the score,
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before, like never before.

I finish the song with a small smile, the tears beginning to flow freely down my face. Brittany moves to stand up in front of me, her hand coming up to gently brush my tears away with her thumb. "That was beautiful, San," she whispers, her own tears falling. "You wrote that for me?"

I hear Lindsey place the guitar on the ground, walking away to give us some space. "Yeah, all by myself," I laugh, feeling embarrassed. "I'm sorry it wasn't so good and how my voice got shaky towards the end and-" She cuts me off mid-rant by kissing me, the salty taste of her fallen tears on her lips.

"It was perfect," she kisses me lightly on the tip of my nose. "You're perfect, Santana. Thank you," she pulls me into a hug, my arms instantly pulling her tighter into me, wanting to be as close as possible. "Thank you so much, sweetheart."

"Anythin' for you," I whisper. "I love you, Britt."

"I love you too, San."

"I know I say it a lot," I pull back, wiping my tears away. "But if there's one truth in this world, it's that I love you."