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Santana took a shaky breath as she walked out of the jewelry store. The ring for the proposal was bought, now she just needed to find the courage to do it. She knew Brittany would say yes, but the fact that she had to ask and have a possibility of a 'no' was too nerve wracking. She and the blonde had been great since the wedding. It had only been a few months, but their relationship had grown much stronger due to all the talks of spending the rest of their lives with each other, and talking about being a family and having children. It was a lot for the Latina, she didn't enjoy talking about feelings or the future. She always saw the future as something that was constantly changing. Every choice she made affected her future, and she was scared to make a mistake. She was afraid of losing Brittany. As she made her way to her car, she felt her phone vibrate. It was Quinn.

Quinn: We should totally do a double date. Like, today preferably. :).

Santana laughed. Quinn was her best friend, other than Brittany, and her and Rachel were close as well. Being her best friend, she knew Quinn well, and she knew now, that Quinn had done something to anger the petite girl.

Santana: What'd you do this time, Q?

Santana got to her car and got in. As she started her engine, her phone went off again. She decided to wait until she got home to reply. The trip wasn't very long, maybe only five minutes. That was one plus that living in New York had. She parked her car and walked inside to see her girlfriend dancing. She didn't know how she had gotten so lucky. Brittany was her everything, and to be able to be with her made Santana the luckiest girl in the world.

"Hey baby." She called out over the music. The blonde turned around and smiled. She ran to the Latina excitedly and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Brittany felt lucky too. She had been with Santana for a while now, but every day she fell even more in love with the Latina. She let go of her girlfriend and pecked her cheek, before returning to dancing. The brunette just laughed. Her phone vibrated again, and she checked her messages.

Quinn: Who says I did anything?

Quinn: Fine, damn. I said something bad about Barbara and now she's mad.

Santana laughed at the reason for the couples fight, it was ridiculous, but pretty predictable too.

"Hey babe," she started as she got over and turned down the music once again.

'Yes?"

"We have to go on a double date with Rachel and Quinn, tonight."

"What did Quinn do this time?" Brittany said with an amused smile.

"Bashed Barbara." The Latina answered putting her arms around the taller girls waist. Brittany leaned into the embrace and rested her head on the other girls shoulder.

"Mkay. We'll help Q make Rach happy again." Santana nodded and kissed the top of Brittany's head before pulling out her phone to text her friend that the date was a go.

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"So you think this date thing is going to work?" Rachel asked as she sat down next to her wife. They had been married a few months, and she now realized why people got married. Their relationship was so completely different. Their fights were less frequent, and they both felt more secure in their relationship.

"Totally. We'll 'make up' before we get there, and we will show them all the good things about being married."

"Does Santana even want to tie the knot?"

"Yes." Quinn answered assuredly. She knew before the Latina had said anything about getting a ring that the two girls would marry each other. The blonde had known since the first night she met her.

Quinn took a deep breath before taking Santana's hand and leading her outside. She didn't want to be the one to be the bad guy and give the brunette girl 'the talk', but Rachel said it would be more intimidating coming from her. Damn she was whipped. As she walked outside, she could tell the other girl was nervous by the way she kept rubbing her hands on her jeans.

"Did I do…?" the Latina started. Quinn cut her off.

"Shush, please let me talk. Brittany's my friend. One of my best friends actually and I don't want to see her hurt. She's a fragile and emotional person so I'll know if you break her heart. Also, what do you want to do with your relationship once you leave?"

Santana sighed. "I want to move to New York. Nothing is keeping me in Cali, but I can't right away so I want to do long distance until I can move up there. But I haven't talked to her yet. So I'm not really sure." She said kicking some sand around and crossing her arms in front of her.

"So you care about her?" Quinn asked looking at the sky. She already knew the answer by the tone of voice that Santana was using. It was the same tone of voice she used when she talked about Rachel.

"More than I should probably. I started falling in love with her the first night we met. She's special." Santana said smiling. Quinn smiled at her.

"Good. Hurt her and I'll kill you. Let's go." She said leading the Latina back into the house. The blonde knew then that the Latina wouldn't hurt her friend; that the brunette was in it for the long run. She was happy because she knew her friends heart was safe, and in all the time she knew Brittany, this was the first time Quinn ever felt like everything would be okay for the loving blonde.

Quinn was still sure about the brunette girl. She looked at her girl just like Quinn looked at her wife. She knew that Santana wanted to get married also, because she had helped the girl pick the ring, but Rachel didn't need to know that. Quinn and the Latina had become very close compared to how close the brunette was to Rachel.

"Well, let's hope. Get ready so we can go."

Quinn smiled at her wife and stood up, reaching her arms down to help her tiny diva get up.

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Brittany smiled as she and Santana got into the car. Ever since the wedding, she and her girlfriend had been talking about getting married themselves; Brittany knew that Santana was the one, she just had to get the Latina to tie the knot. It was weird too, the way Santana had been acting. They were always going on double dates with Quinn and Rachel and then the other couple would always talk about how great married life was. Even though the dates were always because of a fight, the other couple never seemed mad at each other. It made no sense to Brittany, but not a lot of things did.

"So we have to meet them at the ice skating rink."

"I love ice skating!" the blonde exclaimed clapping her hands in front of her like a little kid. Santana smiled. She was glad that her girl was happy, but she absolutely hated ice skating.

"Yeah." She replied and kept driving. She couldn't imagine what Quinn had done to make Rachel go to an ice skating rink. Quinn shared her hatred for the places. Damn the two girls were whipped. The brunette pulled into the parking lot and saw the other two girls already waiting for them to show. She parked and got out the car before Brittany so she could open the door for her. The blonde blushed shyly, making Santana smile in endearment. She took Brittany's hand in hers and intertwined their fingers, pulling on her hand to keep walking toward the other couple.

"Finally." Quinn said sarcastically. Santana smirked.

"Whatever, blondie. Let's get this over with."

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"I can't do this Rachel." Quinn said as she stood to the entrance to the ice. She hated ice skating so much and was only doing this for her friends. Rachel chuckled at her wife's cuteness; Quinn was like a little kid sometimes. Brittany came up behind the couple and got into the ice with Rachel. Santana stood next to Quinn with the same scared expression on her face. Brittany looked at her girlfriend and put her hand out.

"Do you trust me, San?" she asked. Santana looked at her incredulously.

'You know I do."

"Then take my hand, and come be with me." Santana could tell there was a meaning behind her words, but took the pale girls hand anyway.

Once out on the ice, the Latina clung to her girlfriend for dear life. Brittany's heart swelled with adoration. Sometimes, Santana was the cutest thing ever.

"When my parent's had us move to New York, I was only about 12. My dad would always take me and my sister ice skating. He loved the ice so much; he got in a local hockey team. I used to help him practice." Brittany said as she skated slowly holding Santana's hand.

"You don't talk about him much."

"I just miss him. My mom and I aren't close like I was with my dad." Santana nodded. She missed her dad too. Except hers wasn't dead, just a dead beat.

"Do you ever want kids?" the blonde asked suddenly. Santana looked over girlfriend and followed her eyes. Brittany was watching two parents with a small toddler play around on the ice.

"Only if it's with you." She started. Brittany looked at her in the eyes before the brunette girl continued.

"You're my life, you know? And if you want a family, then I want a family. Because I just want you to be happy and achieve everything you've ever dreamed of. But I want you to achieve those things with me." Brittany smiled. Santana was adorable.

"You guys are slow pokes!" Rachel yelled as she skated past the couple. Brittany laughed and let go of the tan girl's hand before speeding off to meet with her friend.

"Their insane." Quinn said standing next to her.

"And we're insane for loving them."