Implied G!P Brittany so if this is not your thing then I suggest you don't read it.

You did this to me

Chapter 1: Issues

"Hey I'm thinking of making your favourite dinner tonight, what do you say?" I ask my wife.

"Whatever" she replies, brushing it off.

"Come on, you love the sweet and sour chicken I make" I say while smiling at her.

"That's not my favourite, it's only chicken" she says. "Plus you know I don't have favourites for anything."

"Well you told me previously, that it was your favourite meal" I say.

"Well it's not anymore" she tells me. "In fact, I probably only said that to get on your good side because I wanted something."

"Oh" I say feeling a bit sad. I actually thought she liked it when I cooked for her.

"I'll just pick up my own dinner on my way home from work" Santana tells me while she puts her lunch into her work bag. That was another thing I offered to do but she refused, I wanted to make her a nice sandwich to take to work but she refused. "It's probably easier if I just sort my own dinner."

"You're not having take out again surely?" I say.

"So what if I am" she snaps at me. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"No it's just…..I…never mind" I decide to just give up rather than state my opinion. I doubt Santana would be too happy if I said what I thought judging by the glare taking over her face right now.

"Yeah so you sort yourself and I'll sort myself" she says while zipping up her coat.

"Fine" I say with a sigh.

"So anyway I'm going to work soon" she states.

"Can I ask why?" I say.

"What do you mean why?" she says glaring. "Why do you think people go to work?"

"I meant why are you going to work on a Saturday?" I ask. I'm really confused why she keeps going into work at the weekends when she usually works Monday to Friday. She never used to be this dedicated to her work, I mean sure she's passionate about what she does but deliberately going to work when she doesn't have to, what's that about?

"Because some of us don't get weekends off all the time" she says. "I bet you've never worked a weekend in your life before."

"I have" I say defensively. "I did it all the time at university."

"Well you certainly don't work weekends now" she says.

"I'm a teacher so it's obvious I don't work weekends" I say.

"You're bloody lucky that's what I say" she says cheekily.

"Santana you don't need to work weekends either" I tell her. "You usually just work the five days but for some reason you keep working seven days a week."

"That's because I need the money" she states and I frown because what does she suddenly need money for.

"I didn't think we were having any money troubles" I say. "We managed perfectly well before so what's changed now?"

"Maybe you're not having money troubles but I am" she says ignoring the part about what's changed.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Just never mind" she says. "I've got to get ready" she sighs.

"Are you sure you don't want to take today off and spend it with me?" I ask smiling.

"That's the last thing I want Brittany" she tells me and my smile immediately vanishes.

"Fine, I'm going back to bed" I say sadly.

"Fine" she says back.

"Can you let me know when you are leaving?" I ask. "I'm going to go back upstairs now."

"I'll try if I remember" she replies.

"Ok" I say before heading back upstairs.

It's eight thirty when I hear Santana calling upstairs to me. "I'm leaving now ok" she shouts.

"Ok, cool" I shout back.

"I don't know when I'll be back though" she calls up to me from downstairs.

"Ok, well I'll see you when I see you. Bye" I reply. I hear her mumble a goodbye back to me before she leaves to go to work.

I only lie in bed for about ten minutes before I decide it's not worth going back to sleep so I get out of bed and take a shower. All I can think about in the shower is what is happening between Santana and I. Something has really changed between us and I don't like it. As soon as I was finished in the shower, I quickly dried my hair and put it up in a messy bun and got dressed.

I decide to call my friend Tina to see if she wants to go out for some lunch or something. I would have asked our other friends but no one is free today, everyone is at work. We talk on the phone for a few minutes and decide to meet at noon at my favourite restaurant so I'm going to just lounge around the house until then. Actually I might also text Santana to let her know what my plans are today.

To Santana: hey, I'm going out today so if you want me to pick anything up for you to cook for dinner later let me know. X

From Santana: I told you I will sort myself, were you not listening?

To Santana: excuse me for caring, I'll see you later.

Ok now I'm really pissed off. How dare she speak to me like that, I was just trying to be nice and do the right thing? I thought she would have enough going on at work that it might have helped if she didn't need to go to pick dinner up too, she could just come straight home. I swear I'm going to fly off the handle one of these times if she continues to treat me like dirt.

After a couple of hours lounging at home, I get myself organised and head to the restaurant. Tina is first there so as soon as I arrive I make my way over to the table. "Hey Britt, how are you?" Tina asks me.

"Yeah I'm not bad" I reply, it's a slight lie but I can't exactly pour my heart out in the middle of the restaurant and tell her how I really feel. "Anyway how are you?" I ask.

"I'm good, that vacation Mike and I had really relaxed us" she replies and I've got to say I'm a little jealous. I'd love to go away somewhere for a little while, get some peace and quiet but obviously my vacations can't be during term time.

"I'm glad, I don't think you and Mike have been away on vacation in a while" I say.

"We haven't, we saved up last year's vacation money for the wedding earlier this year so it's been two years since we had a holiday together" she tells me.

"I remember before Santana and I got married, I ended up taking her away for the weekend to my Aunt's cabin instead of us going somewhere for a week" I tell her. "We wanted to save as much money as we could so instead of paying for a week's long vacation, I got the cabin free for the weekend" I say. "I mean we wanted the wedding to be really special plus with Santana's expensive taste, we really didn't have a lot of money to spare."

"Yeah Santana really does have expensive taste" Tina says laughing.

"Yeah" I agree sadly.

"Ok what's wrong? You're not acting your usual happy self" Tina states.

"I'm fine" I say with a fake smile. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"I'm not stupid Brittany, tell me what's wrong?" she says.

"Look it's nothing, don't worry about it" I say.

After a few back and forths with me saying everything is fine and Tina not believing me, I eventually told her about some of the issues Santana and I are going through. The thing is though, I'm not sure what these issues are, I just know something is going on between us and I don't like it. Santana is just acting really weird with me but she just won't let me in and talk to me. There's definitely something she's keeping bottled up and it's frustrating me.

"Hey why don't you plan a nice romantic night just for the two of you and make sure everything is relaxing and peaceful and you might be able to at least connect a bit again" Tina suggests. "I'm not saying she'll pour her heart out to you but she might feel more relaxed to open up a bit" she says with a hopeful smile.

"Yeah you might be right" I say. "If I can create a peaceful atmosphere and just let her know how much I love her then she might feel she can talk to me" yeah I think that's a good idea, I mean it won't hurt to try.

I have taken on Tina's suggestion from last Saturday and here we are on Friday night at home. I've got a few things planned for Santana and I's romantic night so let's hope she likes it. Things have still been tense throughout the last five or six days but I have persuaded her to clear her schedule tonight and not go into work tomorrow just in the off chance that our romantic night leads to some serious all night making up shall we say.

"My mom called and said she needs me to look after the dog tonight since her and my dad will be away on an overnight" Santana tells me as she walks into the room. "Olivia has had to work tonight" she says. Olivia is her older sister and initially it was planned she'd keep an eye on the dog tonight until my mother and father in law got home tomorrow afternoon but I guess she's otherwise engaged now.

"Oh right, bummer" I say.

"Yeah so rain check on the romantic night, I mean it'd be easier if I just stay at my parents instead of looking after the dog here and having to bring the dog bed and everything here" she tells me and I nod. It does make sense.

"Wait" I say while getting an idea. "I'll just come too and we can have the romantic night there, I'm sure the dog won't be in the way really. It's not allowed in the bedrooms anyway so once we go to bed we can be alone properly" I tell her.

"That's not fair of me making you come, just stay here Britt" she tells me. Now why do I get the feeling she doesn't want me to come.

"No I want to be with you tonight" I smile.

"Ok well um…let me just make sure Olivia really has to go to work and no one can work instead" she tells me with a sigh while grabbing her phone.

"Ok" I say. Santana then suddenly leaves the room to take the call which is weird because we don't usually bother about hearing one another talk on the phone. I talk on the phone all the time when Santana is sitting next to me. A second or two later she walks back in the room still holding her phone.

"It's ok panic over, Olivia doesn't need to work anymore" she tells me. "I guess we will still have our romantic night then" she sighs.

"Look if you don't want to, I really don't mind" I say.

"No it's fine, we can still have it" she tells me and I smile but she doesn't really smile back.

"Ok well I'm just running to the bathroom real quick, I'll be back in a second" I say before exiting the room. There's nothing worse than planning a nice night and then you need the bathroom in the middle of a movie or something so I like to go before I can get comfortable.

Santana's POV

I'm really not in the mood tonight to do anything. I'd rather just go to bed or go upstairs and read a book. Brittany seems set on us doing something together so I don't really have much choice. I'm not allowed in the living room right now according to Brittany so I just take a seat at the kitchen table while I wait on Brittany coming back. As soon as I take a seat the house phone rings so I quickly answer it.

"Hello" I say.

"Hey it's me" Mercedes says. "We're going out for a walk soon so we thought we might pop in and visit you and Brittany, are you both free?" she asks.

"Yeah we're free, you should come and visit" I reply happily.

"You've not made plans or anything have you?" she asks.

"No, not at all. Just come over" I say.

"Ok cool, I'll see you in a bit then" she says before hanging up.

Just as I hang up the phone, Brittany comes back into the room.

"Hey who was on the phone?" she asks.

"Um…wrong number" I say.

"Oh right" she replies. "It just sounded like you said 'bye' to them."

"Well I did" I say. "I wasn't going to be rude and just hang up, they apologised for calling so I just politely said goodbye before hanging up" I say and she nods.

"Ok cool" she says before preheating the oven.

"Wait, what are you doing? We've already eaten dinner" I say.

"I know but this is for the dessert I made" she replies. "I'm going to pop it in the oven for 20 minutes and then we can eat it later."

"Oh" I say while nodding.

Brittany's POV

"I've got a bottle of wine in the fridge to chill, there's lots of romantic comedies waiting in the living room not to mention candles lit around the room and a lovely big couch waiting for us to lounge on" I tell her happily but all she does is nod. "Let's go then, let's have an amazing night just the two of us" I say before heading to the living room. Santana follows closely behind and sits next to me when I pull the blanket up for her.

"So why are we doing this tonight?" she asks.

"Because it's been too long since we had a romantic evening in together" I say smiling.

"I wouldn't exactly call it romantic" she states. "I mean where is the romance?" she asks.

"What do you mean? Isn't this romantic?" I ask.

"Sitting in front of the TV, hmm not really" she states. "I do this all the time when I don't have any work to do at home" she replies.

"Yeah but you don't usually sit under a blanket with me and share a bottle of red wine as we cuddle on the sofa" I say.

"Well whatever" she says.

"Plus I've lit candles around the room" I say. "Isn't that romantic?"

"Not really, it just makes it look like we can't afford electricity" she says. "Our neighbours will think we haven't paid our electricity bill or something."

"Ok babe, way to ruin the whole romantic vibe" I say.

"I'm just saying and less of the 'babe' tonight, I'm not in the mood" she tells me.

"Not in the mood for what?" I ask. "Why would you need to be in the mood for someone to call you babe?"

"Just don't ok" she replies.

"Ok whatever you want" I say while playing the movie.

"Oh and don't say that either, you make it sound like I'm some spoiled child that always gets what they want" she tells me.

"I really can't win with you can I?" I ask.

"Can we just watch this please, I'm too tired to talk right now" she tells me and I give up. I just settle to watch the movie.

We're half way through the movie and I can tell Santana keeps inching away from me. She thinks I don't notice but I do and every time she does it I can feel a pinch in my heart. I know she is really struggling with something lately because this isn't my wife but I just wish she would talk to me and I could understand. She is physically and emotionally distancing herself from me every second.

"I'm going for a drink, I'll be back in a minute" she says before abruptly standing up and heading to the kitchen. It must have been one hell of a drink she was making because 1) we have red wine here and I know she loves a glass of red every now and again, and 2) she was gone for almost fifteen minutes.

"You ok?" I ask with a smile as she sits next to me.

"Fine, why wouldn't I be?" she snaps and I don't know why but it shocked me a bit. You'd think I'd be used to it by now but apparently I'm not.

"Santana I was just generally asking, I didn't mean there would be something wrong. It's just a general question people ask" I reply.

"Look you wanted to watch a movie so let's do just that instead of talking, ok" she says.

"Yeah, sorry" I say before playing the movie again. I had paused it when Santana left so she didn't miss anything but I'm guessing she wouldn't be bothered either way.

We sit and watch the movie for another ten minutes before we hear the front door open and voices call through.

"Hey, it's us" I hear Mercedes say before she, puck and their son come into the room.

"Hey guys, I didn't realise you were visiting tonight" I say while greeting them.

"Oh did Santana not say, we called earlier to see if you would be up for some visitors tonight" Puck replies.

"No she didn't" I say.

"I must have forgot" Santana says while smiling but I know she's only smiling at our friends, not me.

"You must have also forgot we had a romantic night planned tonight huh" I say and she shrugs. "Not that I had it planned for a while now or anything" I say while glaring at her but she doesn't really do anything to respond, her face is just expressionless.

"Oh you've got a romantic night planned, look we'll go and leave you two to have a nice night" Mercedes says before putting her year old son's jacket back on.

"No, don't" Santana says quickly and we all look at her. "I mean you're here now so why not stay for a bit."

"Are you sure?" Mercedes asks and Santana couldn't answer any faster.

"Of course we're sure, now sit down and let me get you guys some drinks" she replies while motioning towards the other sofa. "Hey Jakey boy do you want to help Auntie Santana to get some drinks for everyone?" she asks and he excitedly nods his head. "Come on then handsome" she says while carrying him through to the kitchen.

"Sorry if we ruined your night Britt, we didn't realise" Puck says apologetically.

"That's ok, I've got a feeling Santana did it deliberately" I say.

"What do you mean?" Puck asks.

"She remembered just fine that I had a romantic night planned. She never said anything to you because she'd rather you did visit than be alone with me" I say sadly.

"Don't be silly, I'm sure that's not true" Mercedes says.

"It is" I say. "After everything I've told you about us recently, doesn't it seem like something she'd do?"

"Now you mention it" Mercedes says sadly.

The only people that know about my relationship troubles are Mercedes, Puck, now Tina after last week and I'm guessing Mike since Tina is his wife and she would tell him everything, not that I mind. It's not that I'm hiding it from our other friends, it's just Tina, Mercedes, Puck and I all went to the same high school so they're my best friends so I tell them everything. Quinn, Artie, Rachel, Santana and Sam all went to the same school so as much as they are my good friends, they're really more my wife's friends than mine. Santana and I used to live next door to one another but went to different schools because Santana already attended a different school when her parent's moved in next to mine so it was easier than transferring. We've always been best friends though and then began dating then moved in together then got married and now here we are.

"I just wish she would tell me what's wrong you know" I say.

"I know honey" she says understandingly.

"It's killing me not knowing" I say. "I think she even pretended she had to dog-sit tonight to get away from me but then when I tried to go with her, suddenly Olivia seemed free again to do it instead."

"Oh honey" Mercedes says while hugging me.

Santana walks into the room, carrying Jake on one hip and balancing a tray of drinks in her free hand, before I can say anything else.

"Come on son, come to dad just now until Auntie Santana sits the drinks down" Puck says to Jake while taking him out of Santana's arms.

"You were a good boy weren't you, you helped me make your mommy and daddy a drink" Santana says smiling. Jake looks delighted with the compliment and smiles brightly back at Santana.

We chat and catch up for ages before Mercedes and Puck need to get Jake home to put him to bed. I've got to say Santana looked disappointed when they all left but I guess that's down to her not wanting to spend time with me alone anymore. The romantic night I had planned was well and truly over now because as soon as our friends left Santana claimed she wasn't in the mood anymore and went to bed. I could tell her answer would be no if I suggested we both went to bed so I left her to go upstairs alone while I finished our movie from earlier.