a/n- HEY! This story has been haunting my dreams... so I decided to post it. :) It's going to be kind of long, kind of slow paced, but it's all for a reason. I PROMISE! :) I basically have this story all mapped out, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't love to hear from you, so PLEASE... go ahead... give it to me.
I don't have much to say about this story now... probably will when I update the next chapter. I am going to try and update once a week, but you know how it is. Sometimes life gets busy. I am going on vacation next week, so I don't know what that means for an update. Guess we shall see hu?Anyways...ENJOY! :) I listened to "I Swear" by All 4 One while writing this chapter, so if you want to give that song a listen...it's really good :) It's also the song that Brittany and Santana dance to :)
New York City- 2014
"Santana!" Brittany shouted as she put on her second earring. She and her wife had been invited to a fundraiser party that Quinn and Puck were hosting. Since Quinn graduated from Yale, she had opened up an orphanage in Africa. She had a newfound passion for orphan's ever since she and Puck went to volunteer one year.
She still wasn't exactly sure why they had invited her, she didn't have money to give, and she hadn't talked to either of them in at least a year. She wasn't going to turn the invitation down. She knew there would be ballroom dancing, and Quinn was one of her best friends in high school.
"Santana!" she shouted again. Her voice echoed through their home, bouncing off of the walls, overpowering the silence, "We have to get going, or else we are going to be late!"
Santana walked out from the hallway, out of sight of her wife. She walked up behind her, and wrapped her tan arms around her wife's waist, and rested her chin on her wife's milky shoulder. "You look gorgeous Britt" the latina said softly, and sweetly, to her wife.
The blonde was wearing a slick black dress, black heels, and her hair was curled ever-so-slightly, resting on her shoulders. She finally hooked her earing, and spun around, catching the latina's lips in her own. Santana smiled into the kiss, just like high school. "Britt, you're going to smear my lipstick" the latina said just after she pulled away.
"Oh! Oh! Let me take a look at you!" the blonde said enthusiastically as she stepped back from her wife. She took in Santana's appearance as the brunette playfully struck a pose, and then did a little spin. She was wearing a black pencil dress with white detail, and red heels.
"Absolutely stunning" the blonde said as her eyes met her wife's. They stood their in the comfortable silence that they found themselves in on a daily basis.
The silence was broken by Santana.
"Shall we go?" The Latina reached out her hand for Brittany to take. She wore this goofy smile that was specifically reserved for the blonde, and it made Brittany giggle every time. The blonde straightened her face, trying to be serious, and placed the hand perfectly in Santana's.
"Yes, let's."
Santana led her to the door, grabbing her clutch as she shut the door behind them.
They arrived at the fundraiser, arm in arm. Both looking around for Quinn and Puck. They were surrounded by obvious rich couples. They were all wearing elegant dresses, and dashing tuxedos. None of them looked as good as Santana and Brittany, that Santana was sure of, but they still all looked expensive. The two of them could hear the chatter going on around them; some talking about the orphanage Quinn had opened, some talking about the latest gossip, and there was even a small Italian lady talking about the wine tasting cruise she and her 20-year-old boyfriend had gone on the past week.
"San, I feel like we don't belong here" Brittany said as she looked timidly at her wife. Santana turned her head to look at the blonde, who continued to look at her, getting less enthusiastic by the second.
"Brittany Pierce-Lopez, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret, ok?" she said as she kept her eyes on Brittany. The blonde had started to shift her gaze to the ground below her feet. Before she had completely lowered her head, the Latina brought her hand up to the blonde's chin, and lifter head up so that her deep chocolate eyes met with her wife's perfect blue ones. The kind of ocean that Santana loved getting lost in.
"The only reason that Quinn invited all of these sad sacks here is because they are high up in the business latter, or because they were born into a family that had money, or because they went to a certain college. That couldn't possibly be the reason Quinn invited you here." The blonde looked at her, just waiting to hear more.
Santana moved her hand from Brittany's chin, and placed it on her upper arm, sliding it down so that she could grab the blonde's hand. "I mean, you are 23 years old, just getting started on your soon-to-be-successful dance studio, you were born and raised in Lima, Ohio, so that immediately takes out the 'rich family' reason, and even though you are the smartest person I know, you didn't go to a great, big, fancy college."
"I don't get it, San" the blonde said after Santana had taken a breathe. She was blushing from what Santana had said to her; about her being the smartest person she knows. Brittany didn't see herself that way.
"Quinn and Puck wanted you here because you are their friend, and they wanted to have someone like you here; just to be the sweet person you are. You belong here, because they want you here" the Latina finished with a sweet smile on her face. Brittany returned the smile, but Santana could still tell that something was wrong. The blonde had always been so transparent. Even over the phone, she could always tell when something was off.
"We don't have to stay you know. We can go home and watch a movie. Get our cuddle on. I payed our fine at Blockbuster, and I hear they have Atonement. I know it's your favorite" Santana added. The sweet smile remained on her face, and soon, was copied on Brittany.
"That sounds perfect, San" the blonde said as she smiled even larger. The child-like smile on Brittany's face caused Santana to let out a little laugh. They turned to walk out of the ballroom and found themselves face-to-face with Puck.
"Hey ladies. You both are looking hot tonight" he said with a charming smile on his face.
"Thanks Puck. You aren't looking too shabby yourself" Santana complimented him in the common Santana way.
"I like your tie clip" the blonde said as she smiled at Puck. He was wearing a nice black suit, the normal style, but on his tie he had a small golden tie clip with a little turtle on it.
"Just for you Brittany," he said while looking down and holding his tie, "Where were you ladies headed?" Puck questioned as he realized that the women were heading for the door. Santana opened her mouth to speak, but Brittany beat her the the punch.
"I wasn't feeling all that great. Not even two months pregnant and I already feel drained." the blonde said.
"You're pregnant?" Puck said in surprise. "That's awesome Brittany. Congratulations. Both of you!" He paused for a second before inserting. "You can't leave yet though. We haven't gotten to catch up, plus, Quinn hasn't even gotten to see you yet. She would be furious with me if I let you slip out."
Santana looked over at Brittany and gave her a half smile before she grabbed her hand. Brittany smiled at her wife, and then looked to Puck.
"I don't know Puck. I really do want to get home" Brittany protested. She wasn't actually feeling sick, but she was wanting to have some movie time with Santana, watching her all time favorite movie.
"Come on Brittany. Why don't you two stay for one dance?" Puck pleaded. He gave the two women another smile before adding a final 'Please?'.
"Fine" Brittany smiled at Puck as he pumped his fist in victory. "One dance won't hurt."
"Awesome!" Puck exclaimed. "I'll go get Quinn and turn on a song. Don't go anywhere."
Puck rushed off towards the DJ table set of on stage. Brittany spun around to face her wife who raised a single eyebrow at her with a smile.
"You'll dance with me right?" Brittany asked the Latina, who cocked her head to the side, pinched her lips together, and furrowed her brows. "Please? Dance with me." the blonde sang in a little tune, causing Santana to giggle.
"You're such a dork, Britt" the brunette giggled.
Just then, the two women turned to face the DJ station when they heard Puck's voice beaming out of the speakers.
"Hey everyone! Thanks for coming tonight to support my beautiful wife, Quinn. Raise your hand, babe" he said as he pointed to Quinn who was talking with a group of ladies and drinking a glass of wine. "I wanted to bring the music up a little bit. Our good friends wanted to leave, but I talked them into a dance. Brittany. Santana. This one is for you two!"
Everyone suddenly got quiet as they waited for the song to start. And with the click of a button on the computer, the words of the song began to ring out from the speakers.
I swear by the moon
and the stars in the sky
The blonde dancer quickly turned around to face Santana: "I love this song, San." she stated simply while outstretching her arms for Santana to take.
and I swear
like the shadow that's by your side
"Then we better get out there and make this a good dance" the Latina said as she guided her pregnant wife to the dance floor.
I see the questions in your eyes
I know what's weighing on your mind
you can be sure I know my part
At first they were the only ones on the dance floor, but both were too caught up in each other to notice. Brittany guided the brunette across the floor swiftly, the only way she knew how. The intimacy and the sweetness of the song made the dance even more romantic in the pregnant womans eyes.
She knew that Santana didn't really do public displays of affection, and it was even more rare that the blonde could get her on the dance floor with her, but that was what made this moment so special.
'cause I stand beside you through the years
you'll only cry those happy tears
and though I make mistakes
I'll never break your heart
"You look beautiful tonight, Santana" Brittany said with a sweet smile, "well, you always look beautiful, but tonight you look especially beautiful."
I swear by the moon
and the stars in the sky I'll be there
I swear like the shadow that's by your side
I'll be there for better or worse
till death do us part
I'll love you with every beat of my heart
and I swear
The Latina let out a single, breathy laugh, "Thanks, Britt" and after a beat she continued, "you look beautiful too. Especially beautiful" in the same manner as the blonde had done just moment before.
At that moment, they both noticed that they had been completely alone on the dance floor, because they were joined by Puck and Quinn. Both of the couples smiled at each other in passing, but were too concerned with their dance partner to give any other acknowledgment.
I'll give you everything I can
Brittany and Santana locked eyes and the former leaned further into the latter so that they were dancing cheek to cheek.
"I'll build your dreams with these two hands" Santana sang along softly into her wife's ear, "we'll hang some memories on the wall and when just the two of us are there you won't have to ask if I still care 'cause as time turns the page my love won't ever age at all"
The two continued to dance, and the brunette continued to sing alone, until the song reached the final chorus, and both sang the words to each other.
and I swear by the moon
and the stars in the sky I'll be there
I swear like the shadow that's by your side
I'll be there for better or worse
till death do us part
I'll love you with every beat of my heart
As the song finished, the attendants of the fundraiser clapped for Puck, Quinn, Santana, and Brittany. The jet-black haired man and petite blonde woman bowed for those who were cheering, but the Latina and the tall blonde help their eye contact for what seemed like an eternity. When the others had heart a song, and saw the couples dance, Brittany and Santana heard a promise; that they would be there for eachother. For better or worse. They would love each other forever, and that held some weight.
They finally broke eye contact to stare out at the cheering attendants, and then at a smiling Quinn and Puck. They both wanted to leave at that moment, but something told them that their night was far from over.
Three hours, 2 bottles of wine, and a decent catching-up later, Santana and Brittany found themselves finally making their way out of the fundraiser. They got to their car, Brittany driving since she hadn't drunk any alcohol for obvious reasons, and started heading home after they said all of their goodbyes.
"Thanks for a great night out, Britt" Santana said sleepily as she looked sideways at Britt. She could hold her alcohol extremely well, but she was still slightly buzzed.
"Of course, San" the blonde replied sweetly, "it was fun."
"Yeah. It really was."
They sat in comfortable silence for 15 minutes until Santana broke it. "You know I love you right? Like the song said, as time ticks on, my love won't age a single day."
"I know."
The Latina shot up fast enough to make her just slightly dizzy. "Britt.." the blonde was focused on her driving and just tilted her head in the direction of her wife, but Santana wasn't content with that. "Britt…" she said again.
Brittany looked over at Santana for a slight second, and then focused her attention back to the road, "What is it Santana?"
"I.." she paused for a second and then continued. "I just love you. That's all."
"I love you too, San."
There was a moment of silence before Santana continued; "I can't believe we are actually going to be a family."
Brittany smiled one of those smiles that only Brittany could smile and said "I know. It's hard to actually picture it. I can't wait until the baby is here and it's just a clear picture."
Santana loved the things that her wife said. Sometimes they were confusing. Sometimes they were sweet. But they were always...just Brittany. That was the best way to explain it.
The Latina began to doze off as Brittany drove in the direction of their home. Quinn's fundraiser was quite a ways out of town, so the drive was long. Santana had always been bad at road trips. She would always fall asleep and stay asleep until they reached their destination. It was good for her, but it kind of beat Brittany's purpose of having a driving buddy. She wanted to have someone to talk to, not someone who would fall asleep.
But this time, she didn't stay asleep until the point that they reached their destination. She was awoken by a bright light coming from the passenger window. It was only for a moment, but she woke up and looked straight at that bright light, and noticed that it wasn't slowing down. In fact, neither her car nor the car driving towards her car were slowing down.
"Britt!" was all she could let out before the truck smashed into her small Volvo. Then…. everything was black.
a/n: ALRIGHT! I hope you all liked it. I'm sorry, I had to leave it at a cliff hanger. It was getting really long. And I wanted you to have something to come back for. I'm sure that TV producers use this tactic on the regular, so you can't get mad at me for doing it. This story is going to be AWESOME! I can't wait for you all to read it.
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