Santana woke up early one Saturday morning, she turns over and she sees her sleeping 17 year old son, Zachary. She spooned her son from behind when he started to stir. They were lying on a mattress on the ground, in their old apartment.

"Morning Mijo."

"Morning Mom."

"Sleep well?"

"Sorta."

"You ready for today?"

"I guess. Are you?"

"More than you'll ever know."

"Well, I guess it's good that you're not having cold feet."

Santana chuckled, "She makes me happy."

"Good."

"Are you okay with Brittany being around full time?"

"Of course."

"Are you sure?"

"Mom," Zachary turned over and put his hands on each side of his mom's face, "you just said she makes you happy, so what other people think shouldn't matter."

"But you'll be living with her for the next three years."

"She's cool. Don't worry about me, okay? I'm fine."

"I love you, Mijo."

"I love you too, Mom."

Brittany was lying in bed at the home she bought with Santana. It was their wedding day. It wasn't the way she wanted to wake up, but they wanted to keep not seeing each other until they met at the alter sacred. Brittany looked at her cell phone for the time. It was 7:45am, technically she could sleep for another half hour, but she knew she couldn't force herself to go back asleep. She got up and walked out of her room to find her 15 year old daughter, Riley, already up drinking a cup of coffee.

"Morning Baby Girl."

Riley looked up from her cup of coffee and said, "Morning Mom."

Brittany kissed her daughter's cheek, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She lied, Brittany rose an eyebrow. "Okay, okay. It's just, it's reality now."

"What is, babe?"

"You and Daddy aren't getting back together."

Brittany took a deep breath, "Things between us didn't work out. Trust me, we tried."

"I know, I mean he's still in my life. You two act like the best of friends."

"For your sake." Brittany offered her daughter a small smile.

"I just don't get it."

"Get what, babe?"

"If you and Santana loved each other in high school, why didn't you guys stay together?"

"Matthew Taylor." Brittany mumbled into a coffee mug.

"What?"

"Zach's dad and your dad too. They were always so overly protective. We could never show each other how much we truly loved each other until a few years ago."

"Well, are you happy?"

"Of course."

"Then I should just shut up."

"I love you, you know that, right?"

"Of course." Riley muttered. Brittany hugged her daughter from behind. "I love you too," the teenager said barely above a whisper.

Santana stood in front of the mirror, readjusting her tie for the millionth time.

"I don't get why you're wearing a tie, Mom." Zach said not looking up from his phone. "It's just as much as your wedding day as it is Brittany's."

"I just am pretty self-conscious, okay?"

"About wearing a dress?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I'm not as pretty or beautiful as Brittany."

Zach stood up and helped his mom with her tie, "You know that's a load of bull, right? Brittany would say the same thing if she were here."

"I just don't feel as pretty or beautiful as Brittany, okay?" Santana started to tense up.

"Okay, relax." Zach replayed what Brittany said after the rehearsal dinner in his head.

"Make sure, she's relaxed and doesn't stress out too much."

Santana sat down and looked at her watch, "We have to go out for pictures in 15 minutes."

"Okay." Just then Zach felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. It was a text from Riley.

Riley Evans:

My mom wants to speak to you. Come in our dressing room, please?"

Sent: Saturday, September 15th, 12:07pm.

Zach slipped his phone back into his pocket and said, "I'll be back Mom, apparently Brittany needs to talk to me." He then looked at Puck who was standing in the room, "Uncle Puck, make sure she doesn't do anything stupid while I'm gone, you hear?"

"For sure, Neph!"

Zach walks to where Riley and Brittany are and knocks on the door. Quinn answers it.

"Riley sent me a text saying that Brittany wanted to talk to me."

"Oh okay."

Zach walks in and Brittany's eyes immediately met her very soon-to-be stepson's eyes.

"W- wow. Britt. You look so beautiful."

"Thank you."

"So, what's up?" At this point everyone in the room made it to the balcony outside overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

"You're okay with this, right?"

"With what? You and my mom getting married? Of course."

"You're not lying, are you?"

"Brittany, you make my mom happy. In 17 years, I haven't seen her light up as much as she does when you walk into the room. Yeah, it isn't the most ideal situation, moving across town in my senior year, but Britt, all I've ever wanted was for my mom to be legitimately happy. And with you she is."

She embraced him in a hug and he wrapped his arms around her, "Thanks Zach."

"You bet. Just promise me something."

"Okay?"

"To never make her feel like a failure or less of herself."

"Absolutely."

He smiled at his very soon-to-be stepmom and then stepped out of the room. He walked back to where his mom was and when he got to the door, he heard her yelling in Spanish at someone. He stepped into the room and said, "Woah, woah, woah! What's going on?"

His mom was sitting there almost in a ball, "The band is not here yet and they were supposed to be here like thirty minutes ago." Puck whispers.

"Okay." Zach took a deep breath and walked over to his mom, "Mom, the band just showed up and are setting up. Don't worry. Okay. Relax." He had sat his mother up and was rubbing her shoulders. "We now have to go out and take pictures, can you pull yourself together?" Santana nods. "Okay good. You have five minutes."

Santana took a deep breath standing at the alter. She looked back to see her son and Puck looking at her smiling. Then Brittany walked in, everyone was staring at her, Santana was in awe of how beautiful she was. When Brittany reached the alter, Santana took her hand.

"You look so beautiful." The brunette whispered to her favorite blonde. Brittany smiled.

The ceremony to Santana was a blur until it was time for them to say their vows.

"The couple has agreed in doing their own vows." The minister said, "Brittany, why don't you go first?"

"Okay." Brittany took a deep breath, "Santana, I love you. I love everything about you. I love that I basically have to push you out of bed in the morning. I love the little things about you. The things that you may never know you do, I love. And I'm honored that you've let your walls fall down for me, that you want to spend the rest of my life with me. I promise to love you with everything I have, everything I am. I promise to wake up by your side every morning. To walk with you for the rest of my life, until death do us part." The blonde wiped the tears coming down the brunette's face.

"And you Santana."

"Uhhm. I don't even know where to begin. Brittany, 14 years without you was tough to say the least. But, when those beautiful blue eyes locked with mine again, in that coffee shop, I knew that I didn't want to lose you again. I love you. I promise to continue being vulnerable with you. Continue loving you. Continue protecting you. To never leave your side, until death do us part.

The ceremony was over and the reception was in full swing. Zach and Riley were about to give their speeches.

"Can we get everyone's attention please?" Riley said.

"Yo. Up here. The only two standing with microphones." Zach said getting everyone's attention.

"We're going to do the toast now." Riley said.

"You first, sis." Zach said with a wink.

"Okay, so hi, I'm Riley Evans. I'm Brittany's daughter. And I'd be lying if I told you when I first met Santana, I actually liked her and her son. Because in fact, I didn't like them. I just wanted my folks back together. But, shortly after I got to know both Santana and Zach. The feeling of hatred started to fade. Yeah, I still wish my folks were back together, but I see how happy Santana makes my mom." Riley then turned to the couple and said, "You showed me what it was like for my mom to be happy. You showed me what it was like to dream again. Begin again. Live again. So I guess, welcome to the family." Riley offers Santana a small smile. The couple then got up to hug Riley as she sat down next to Brittany.

Zach cleared his throat before speaking. "So, um, hi, I'm Zachary Lopez. I'm Santana's son. The awkward moment when you come home to your mom making out with your AP English teacher is exactly how you describe walking into our apartment on an afternoon a few years ago. I was, at the time, livid, but now it's the complete opposite. Because in 17 years, I've never seen my mom light up like she does when Brittany walks into the room." He turns to the couple and continues, "And I never understood why, but I love the way that you two work together. Now, I couldn't care less that you just married my AP English teacher. Because like Riley said about you mom, Brittany every single day in my AP English class, dares us to dream again. Begin again. Live again. I love you both so much and I can't imagine what it would be like any other way. So, Brittany, welcome to our crazy family." Before he sat down, the couple hugged him.

Brittany was dancing with Zach later on and said, "You do know, that you're still not getting special treatment at school, right?"

"Of course, I don't expect anything less."

"Good, so I expect your research paper on my desk on Monday morning."

"Yes, Ms. Evans." He offered with a smile. Brittany laughed and gently hit his arm.

Meanwhile, Santana was dancing with Riley.

"I liked your speech." She said to the smaller version of Brittany.

"You don't have to be nice, Santana."

"It's true though, I did."

"I rambled."

"So? It was still good. Give yourself a little credit."

"Yeah, yeah." Riley buried her face in Santana's chest.

"I love you, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, I love you too, Santana."

"That's good to know."

Later on, Santana had Brittany on her lap, "I love you, Mi Amor." The brunette whispered to her favorite blonde.

"I love you too."

Santana nuzzled her nose into Brittany's neck and wrapped her arms tighter around her. Today was a brand new start to their lives together. Bringing two families and making it into one.