4 years later...
It took Rachel and Santana 4 years to finally get married. They decided to finish school and then realized they weren't yet in the financial place to be married so they just kept extending it. People started to think it would never happen. But then Santana ended up buying the nightclub she was a bartender at when the owner announced he was looking to sell it and retire to Florida, and Rachel got a part in an off-Broadway musical. They figured it's time to strike while the iron is hot and finally make this official.
Now almost everyone they know will be filtering into NY in the next two days to start getting ready for their wedding.
Rachel walked into the apartment after a long day of rehearsal. She wanted to make sure her understudy was on point before taking some time off. Santana was sitting on the couch in boxers and a wife beater eating cheetos and watching tv.
Rachel crossed her arms and looked over to her. "Wow. Is this a glimpse into our future together? Me out doing something productive all day while you veg out on the couch getting fat?"
Santana looked up at her licking powdered cheese off her fingers. "Did you just call me fat?"
Rachel smiled and grabbed the bag from her and headed into the kitchen. "I'm just saying it wouldn't kill you to eat a piece of fruit every now and then."
"Hey I eat fruit!"
Rachel rolled her eyes. "The apple chunks at the bottom of a pitcher of sangria don't count as fruit."
Santana moved closer towards Rachel and wrapped herself around her, her front to Rachel's back, and placed kisses along her neck.
"I could just eat you instead. I'm sure you're nutritious and delicious."
Rachel arched into Santana. "Mmmm. You do look pretty sexy right now."
"A minute ago I was fat and now I'm sexy?"
"I never said you were fat."
Santana placed another kiss on Rachel's neck and then left to go back into the living room. "You better like what you see because in a few days you'll be stuck with it for the rest of your life." then she plopped back down on the couch.
Rachel walked over and sat next to her. "I love what I see."
Santana put an arm around her as she continued. "Do you ever wonder what things would be like between us if we didn't start dating?"
Santana pondered for a second. "Well, considering we were just roommates for a really long time I'd say things would pretty much be exactly the same, minus the sex."
Rachel scoffed. "Please. We both know once you found out I liked girls you wouldn't have lasted the rest of the year without trying to get in my pants."
"Ha! You're one to talk! You're the one who spent weeks rubbing one out over me before I asked you out… And now my plan to embarrass you just failed because the thought of you having a wankfest is totally turning me on."
Rachel smirked. "Ooh. I'll keep that in mind. Maybe sooner or later you'll get a show."
Santana groaned. "Seriously, best girlfriend ever."
"Fiancé," Rachel corrected, pointing a finger at Santana.
Santana pulled Rachel's finger and wrapped both of Rachel's arms around her neck then pulled her onto her lap. Santana leaned in for a kiss and Rachel scooted closer, deepening it. Kurt then unlocked the door and walked in. He put his bag down and took a seat in the chair.
Santana gently pushed Rachel away. "You just had to give him a key, right? You couldn't just leave that alone?"
Rachel swatted at Santana then moved off her lap to sit next to her.
Kurt smiled. "I just came to check on you guys and make sure you're all packed to head to the hotel tomorrow."
Santana rolled her eyes. "You make it seem like we're just taking a vacation. It's our wedding. Of course we're packed."
Kurt smiled wide. "This is so exciting!"
Santana nodded. "I'm excited that I get to drink up all her berry juice for the rest of our lives and it's going to be illegal for anyone else to sample a taste."
Kurt stared wide-eyed. "I can't believe Rachel is marrying you."
Rachel shook her head. "I know, right?" I always thought I'd aim higher. She's really good in bed though."
Santana laughed and Kurt rolled his eyes. "It's gross how perfect you are for each other."
Santana and Rachel both smiled at one another and then Santana turned back to Kurt. "Now get out so I can sex up my lady."
Kurt made a disgusted face and Rachel looked over at him. "You should have known that was coming. I don't know why you don't just call when you have something to ask. You know she's just going to kick you out once you're here."
Kurt frowned. "I just figured maybe as my best friend you'd eventually tell her not to."
Rachel whined. "But sex, Kurt."
Kurt grabbed his bag and walked towards the door. "Ok ew. I've heard enough. See you ladies tomorrow." Kurt locked the door behind him and left Rachel and Santana to continue getting their mack on.
The next day they are sharing the bathroom and getting ready. Santana is rubbing her hand up and down her leg Rachel is still showering.
"I wish we could just fast forward ten years into our relationship so I don't have to shave my legs anymore."
Rachel peaked her head out of the shower. "Last night you were trying to get fat and today you want to stop shaving your legs. You're really planning to just let yourself go once we're married aren't you?"
"I'll be the hottest, fattest, hairiest girl you've ever had the pleasure of seeing naked."
Rachel laughed and went back to finish her shower.
When they were both done they grabbed all of their things and headed to the hotel with Kurt. He wondered why Rachel insisted that all of them stay at the hotel everyone is staying at rather than just staying in their own apartments. Rachel explained that she's trying to avoid as many disasters as she possibly can and if she at least knows that her bride to be, maid of honor, and everyone else they know are in the same place it's one less thing to worry about.
Later that night Rachel, Santana, Kurt and Mercedes are together eating dinner in the hotel restaurant.
Rachel smiled at everyone. "Thanks so much for taking us out you guys. This is a nice break before everyone arrives tomorrow and we proceed with the wedding planning chaos."
Mercedes nodded. "Who knew that the first time everyone would be together again would be to see you two get married. Trust me, girl, with everyone together it's only going to get worse."
Santana shook her head. "It's not like all of us have always gotten along either. Only god knows what's going to go down."
Rachel put her hand over Santana's. "Which reminds me, we need to call the caterers and have them switch the steak knives to butter knives."
Kurt looked over to Rachel. "Why not take it a step farther and make everything plastic?"
Santana shook her head again. "My abuela can make a shank out of anything. We should just serve soup and bread. Cold soup. Something that wont scar a face."
Mercedes laughed. "It's really great that your grandmother finally accepted you though. I know how much that hurt you when you thought she didn't love you anymore."
Santana nodded. "Thanks for bringing up one of the most painful memories I have two days before my wedding."
Everyone laughed and Santana continued. "No seriously though, I'm happy about it. Except she just calls us all 'The Gays.' Like they live down the street or something. 'I heard The Gays had a parade. Did you go?' "
Kurt laughed. "Well whatever you guys need just know me and Mercedes are there for you. We will be the best maids of honor ever."
Rachel looked over to them. "Just as long as we all try to keep things under control. This is my wedding which means no one gets to be crazier than me."
Little did Rachel know the universe thought she was posing a challenge.
tbc
