I've just finished going over this story fixing some mistakes.
New York Wedding
"Britt, please tell me we are finally in New York." Santana breathes as close as she can to Brittany's ear with them both wearing helmets.
She feels like she has been sitting on the back of Britt's motorcycle for days. Her legs ache and every time Brittany takes a turn she thinks for sure they will die. If it wasn't for the fact that she really loves the girl she is currently squeezing the hell out of she would have hitch hiked home a long time ago. This is agonizing sitting watching her life flash before her eyes every two seconds. Now she remembers why she despises this death machine and promises herself when they get back to Lima if she lives that long she'll never get on another one again.
"We're almost there. You know you could open your eyes and see for yourself." Brittany shouts shaking her head at her fiancée/girlfriend soon to be wife's actions.
"If I open my eyes then I'll start to freak out and then we really will die." Santana says tightening her grip around the blonde's waist.
"K just hold on tight and I'll tell you when we get there." Brittany chuckles speeding up trying to get to their hotel faster.
Brittany gasps when she drives over Brooklyn Bridge. She loves this. Santana riding on the back on her cycle and being in New York. It has taken them a day and a half to arrive as it had started to rain when they were in Pennsylvania and Santana had forced her to stop. Not that she disagrees riding in the rain without rain gear isn't her idea of fun either though she knows that Santana's reasons were cause she didn't want to die in the rain.
They will be getting married in a few hours at the court house. Santana had set it all up the night before they left and even gotten them the penthouse suite at the Hilton. If Brittany has to guess it is probably around noon so she navigates though the streets looking for their hotel.
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"San hurry up we still have to catch a cap there." Brittany shouts into the bathroom.
"Well I have to redo my hair as your wonderful bike always ruins it." Santana shouts back. "And you'd better not have changed out of your gear."
"You look amazing," Brittany says kissing her girl on the forehead when the Latina finally comes out of the bathroom. She is wearing a small mini dress that barely covers her vagina and shows a lot of cleavage. Brittany's jaw drops and is wide eyed.
"You don't look too bad yourself." Santana says practically drooling over the black leather tight jacket and pants that the blonde is wearing.
Brittany holds out her arm and Santana takes it. Brittany leads her out the door and down to the lobby. After getting them a cab Brittany puts an arm around the Latina's shoulders and pulls her in close to them. She snuggles in close to the blonde clinging onto her shirt. Both girls are happier than they have been. They are in New York less than an hour away from being married.
No one apart from perhaps the glee club knows what they are up to. They had told their parents that they were at Quinn's on Friday and then were going camping. At least that's what they told Brittany's parents, Santana's they didn't have to tell anything as they are in LA for two weeks. Even though their parents probably won't be happy about this they could care less. Santana wants to be able to say that Brittany is hers and always will be and Brittany just likes that she'll be able to call Santana her wife if also doesn't hurt that she now knows that the Latina will never leave her.
"Here we are," Santana says getting out of the cab.
"Here we are," Brittany sighs looking over at her girl. "You ready honey." she asks lifting up their entwined hands kissing each of Santana's knuckles.
"Yes baby I am." Santana says smiling at her before leading her in the court house.
They only have to wait for ten minutes to be called into the justice of the peace. Brittany waits next to the judge for Santana to walk down the aisle. She is starting to get nervous, her palms are sweaty and she is starting to hyperventilate until she sees Santana. Just seeing her girl walk down the aisle towards her makes her heart flutter. When Santana reaches her she holds out her hand and the Latina gladly takes it facing the judge. Santana smiles wide when she walks down the aisle towards Brittany. They turn to the judge when she reaches Brittany both beaming huge smiles at him.
"Here we are to marry these two young ladies to each other. If anyone has any objections to their marriage please speak now or forever hold your peace." the judge pauses waiting for someone to say something when no one does he continues. "They have opted to say their own vows, Santana you first."
"Brittany you are the love of my life. I have loved you since the first day I saw you in that sandbox. I know that I messed up for a long time, but I'm here today to tell you that I promise to love you for the rest of my life and I will spent forever making it up to. I will always take care of you and protect you whatever you need I'll do. I love you my soul mate." Santana says taking out a simple single diamond ring that is understated and puts it on Brittany's finger.
"Now it's your turn Brittany," the judge says.
"Santana I have loved you forever since you came and save me from those mean boys. I never want to spend another day of my life without you. You are my everything. I can't wait for us to official start our lives together. You're my soul mate and I promise to treat you well and protect you." Brittany says putting a simple silver ring on Santana's finger.
"Do you Brittany S. Pierce take-"
"I do," Brittany shouts causing Santana to laugh.
"Okay do you Santana Maria Lopez take Brittany-"
"I do," Santana cuts him off.
"Fine I now pronounce you wife and wife you may kiss your bride." the judge says throwing his hand up in the air.
Brittany grabs Santana and kisses her hard and passionately. Pulling away they stare at each other for a few seconds before walking down the aisle for the first time as wives. Their hands intertwined and they leave court house beaming. Neither one can actually believe that they have done it. They are married and nothing and no one can separate them now. Not their parents, not college no matter what one does the other will be there too.
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"Hold up San," Brittany says sweeping Santana off her feet and carrying her bridal style across the thrush hold.
"Well Mrs. Lopez-Pierce what are you going to do with me not that we're married?" Santana innocently asks smirking.
"Fuck you till you can't walk straight," Brittany says throwing her on the bed.
Brittany rips off Santana's dress drinking in the amazing body of her wife's body. While Brittany is drooling over her wife, Santana begins to take off Brittany's gear. Once Santana has her wife in only her underwear as well she too just stares at her wife's body. They both run their hands over each other's abs. Teasing each other for the next hour they both are so aroused that it is only a matter in minutes before one or both of them fall apart.
Several hours later Santana lay in Brittany's arms both exhausted from their activities. Santana nuzzles closer into her wife's side and Brittany chuckles squeezing her tighter to her never wanting to let go.
Quinn has called them several times, but Santana has thrown both their phones across the room so neither one of them can answer without getting out of bed which they don't want to. Brittany fall a little bad for not answer, but Santana makes her forget all of that.
"I love you wifey." Brittany says kissing Santana.
"I love you too wife." Santana yawns.
They fall asleep in each other arms getting all tangled up in each other's limbs and the sheets.
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"I don't wanna go back can't we just stay here." Santana whines not only does she not want to ride on that motorcycle again, but she doesn't want her one night honeymoon to end.
"Yes we do babe, if you skip another day of school Figgins will call your mother." with that Santana jumps on the bike. "Well it looks like someone doesn't want to upset their mother." Brittany laughs.
"Shut up and take me home honey." Santana grumbles grabbing a hold of her wife.
"Two question yours or mine and do we tell the rents?" Brittany asks kicking the bike into gear.
"Your and not yet. They'll just freak out no need to drop that bomb until they want us to spend more than one day apart." Santana says smiling thinking of how shocked everyone will be.
They finally get back to Lima around ten at night on Sunday. Brittany pulls into her driveway both of them exhausted. She sneaks Santana up to her room, hoping that her mother won't come in as she is still supposed to be at Quinn's until tomorrow. They don't even bother taking off their clothes just fall asleep on the comforter right next to each other. Santana snuggles deep into Brittany.
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"Quinn you haven't been able to get a hold of them?" Rachel asks in disbelief. None of the New Directions have talked each other over the weekend so the hot topic is wither Brittany and Santana had actually gone through with getting married if Quinn is right.
"No there was no answer from them all weekend. I'm going to kill Santana when I see them." Quinn huffs.
"Calm down Quinn I'm sure that they didn't actually get married after more likely Brittany just wanted to go to some zoo or something." Sam reassures everyone and for the moment they all agree.
"Fuck, how can you all be so thick? They most defiantly got married or at least got engaged." Puck says right before the two girls in questions come in.
Santana is clinging onto Brittany's arm as they walk in, in the same clothes they have been wearing on Friday. Quinn can tell that something is different about the two girls, but she just can't put her finger on it. It isn't until she does a double take when she notices Santana smiling that she thinks they must have gotten married. After all she has never seen Santana so happy.
Brittany is all smiles. Here she is walking in school officially married to her girlfriend. She is now a Lopez-Pierce and no one can separate them now no matter what. Her only concern is what the glee kids will think of them getting married. She can tell by how tightly Santana is clinging onto her that she is also worried about what they think about their marriage. No matter what her wife says she knows that she cares about what the glee club thinks.
"What the fuck have you two been doing over this weekend? Why the fuck didn't you answer either one of your phones?" Quinn shouts.
"Well you see," Santana stammers, "we drove to New York."
"And we got married." Brittany shouts holding up her left hand.
There is a collective gasp as everyone takes in the information.
"I can't believe you fucking went through with it. I thought that maybe you'd head there to get married, but I never thought that you'd actually go through with it." Quinn shouts. She can't believe what the two girls have gone and done. They have gone and gotten married without their parents who supports them and accepts what they mean to each other.
"Way to go," Puck says picking up Santana in a huge hug ignoring Quinn like everyone else does. "Way to get your head out of your ass and get your girl Lopez." he whispers into her ear smirking.
"Shove off Puck," Santana playfully shoves him.
There are congratulations all around as everyone, but Quinn, Rachel and Artie are up hugging the girls. Mike and Tina are a little shocked at first, but quickly get over and are happy for the couple. They can't deny the chemistry they have together. No one can deny that they would have ended up married anyway.
"Well my little dancing partner will I ever get to dance with you again now that you're married." Mike jokes putting an arm around Brittany's shoulder.
"Hands off Chang she's mine." Santana growls before laughing when he jumps away from Brittany who elbows her.
"Who would have guessed that Satan of all people would get married first." Kurt says looking over at Mercedes.
"Please she's so whipped by Brittany that that girl would kill for Britt if she asked. So promising to spend the rest of her life with her isn't nearly as big." Mercedes says laughing at the look on Santana's face.
Finn, Blaine and Sam all stand off to the side just smiling at the girls happy for them hoping that one day their relationships will take this next step. They also hope that they can have relationships like Brittany and Santana, but know that it is unlikely.
When everyone finally settles down taking their seats Rachel gets up staring at the two girls. Who are currently cuddled into each other kissing. She is working up her courage to tell Santana a piece of her mind after all she does scare her half to death even if Brittany has tamed her some.
"Santana I can't believe that you would do this. Don't you know that high school relationships hardly ever last." Rachel states knowing full well how hypocritical she is sounding.
"As much as I hate to say it Rachel is right. You two might break up after high school when you each go off on your own to different colleges." Quinn says standing up.
Brittany looks at Santana a look in her eyes. It breaks Santana's heart to see her wife so upset. So she does what she does best.
"Shut the fuck up the two of you. We are madly in love with each other so we went and got married. It's something we both want to avoid ever being apart. So if you can't support us then please don't say anything." Santana growls pulling Brittany into her giving her a huge sloppy kiss on the lips.
Artie shakes his head, but doesn't say anything. He doesn't want to invoke the rage of Santana or worse Brittany. After all he has seen her handle herself on a motorcycle and it scares him of what she can do. He has to accept the fact that the one woman that he wants really is in love with Santana and is now married. He wheels himself out the of the choir room not wanting to see the girls anymore.
"S, B I guess I could get behind you so long as you both know what you're getting into." Quinn whispers sitting down next to them as Mr. Shue finally appears.
"Thanks Q, but we know exactly what we're getting into." Santana smiles squeezing Brittany's hand and kissing it.
"Yes we do," Brittany whispers leaning into her wife.