I Do

By: Colbie Calliet

A/N: I LOVE this song, and the first thing i thought of for some reason was Brittana when i heard it so i had to write a fic! I hope you enjoy! :)

It's always been about me, myself, and I
I thought relationships were nothing but a waste of time

Santana stood outside the entrance of the club next to Sam and Mike as they waited to get in. She scanned the line up and down looking to see if there was any girl who would peak her interest. She had seen a few girls she was interested in talking to already and had been hit on twice, and the night was still young.

They finally approach the front door and a big guy dressed in black was standing out front, and asked for their ID's. She pulls hers out of her bag and hands it over as he uses a flashlight to scan it over. After confirming she was in fact old enough, he hands it back to her and opens the front door for her to walk in.

Once inside there was a woman standing behind a cashier taking money from all the guys. It was ladies night so she didn't have to pay, but she stood next to the counter waiting on Mike and Sam to pay as she scanned the crowd.

"Why don't they have a guy's night?" Sam asks with a huff, placing his wallet back in his pocket. Santana just smirks at him, and shrugs her shoulders as Mike comes up next to her. The three of them walk into the club, and make their way over to the crowded bar where people were trying their best to wave down the bartender, or do whatever they had to, to get their attention. "Santana get us some drinks." Sam shouts into the brunette ear over the loud volume of music.

She nods her head and sits on an empty bar stool as the guys sit find a table to sit at. She pulls out some cash and holds it in her friend as she waits patiently for one of the tenders to turn around. There are people screaming around flailing their arms about trying to get noticed, but she just sits there calmly. She glances down the bar and sees a blonde sitting at the end of the bar sipping on a martini, and looking at her. Being caught the girl flashes Santana a shy smile, before looking down to her drink. Santana smirks, and turns her attention back to the bartenders just as a boy turns around and spots her, making eye contact. She gives him a sexy smile and he automatically walks up to her and asks her what she wants, ignoring the protest of the others around.

She orders them each their respected drinks, and watches him as he mixes them up. He hands them over to her and smiles at her flirtatiously and she just slides the money across the counter. "Keep the change." She says with a smirk and he smiles and nods his hand, stuffing the money into his pocket.

She carefully picks up all three drinks and takes a sip of her own as she makes her through the dance floor and over to the table where Mike and Sam were sitting. "I think that bartender wanted him some Santana Lopez." Mike says with a smirk as he gratefully takes his drink from her.

Santana sits down on the couch and rolls her eyes with a smile, "Yeah well unless he has a vagina, I'm not interested." She says causing the boys to laugh.

"So who is your next victim?" Santana asks, looking over at the Latina who was scanning the crowd once again.

She looks back over to the bar and spots the same blonde from before, but this time she was talking to a guy. Santana studied her face for a moment and could tell the blonde was extremely annoyed, and did not want to be in that situation.

Santana smiles and stands up from her seat, ignoring the boys questions and makes her way over to the girl, "Hey baby, sorry I took so long. The line in the bathroom was terrible." Santana says, sitting down next to the girl.

The blonde looks over at her confused, but quickly flashes her a smile, "It's fine."

Santana leans in and kisses the blonde on the cheek before, turning her attention to the guy who was still standing in front of the blonde, his eyes a little wider and his mouth opened slightly. "Who are you?" Santana asks throwing a glare at the man.

He turns his attention from the blonde over to Santana and opens his mouth a few times, before closing it back. He begins to stutter out a response, but just ends up fleeing the scene before Santana could do any damage to him. She smirked to herself and turned her attention back to the blonde. "Thank you." She says sweetly, looking into Santana's eyes.

Santana just smiles and reaches her hand out to the girl, "Santana." She introduces herself.

"Quinn." The blonde replies, shaking the Latina's hand.

Santana looks at the blonde for a brief moment before glancing over at the dance floor, and then back to Quinn, "Do you want to dance with me?" She asks, standing up off the stool. Quinn just looks at her skeptically for a moment "Come on. You owe me." Santana says with a smirk, making the blonde scoff, but still smile.

Quinn drinks the rest of her martini and sits the empty glass on the bar before standing up from her stool also. "Okay." She says with a nod as she takes Santana's hand in her own, leading her to the dance floor.

They dance for 3 songs in a row, each time getting a little closer to one another. By the 4th song Quinn was facing Santana, and they were grinding into each other only inches away from each other's faces. Sweat covered their bodies as they moved to the music, and breathing became heavy with each passing minute.

The Latina feels Quinn rest her head on her shoulder and Santana does the same, nuzzling the blonde's neck. She grips onto Quinn's waist a bit tighter and places a soft kiss in the nape of her neck. Once she realizes she wasn't going to get slapped for doing so, Santana continues to place kisses on her neck and collar bone, and a few seconds later she hears Quinn let out a low moan against her ear.

Santana pulls back after a minute along with Quinn, and Santana looks into the blonde's eyes, looking for any kind of hesitance on her part. Once she gets none she leans in and presses their lips together for a soft kiss. She soon feels Quinn kissing her back and the kiss turns hungry and passionate as hands begin tangling in black hair, and caressing smooth skin.

Santana pulls back after a moment and moves her kiss back down Quinn's jaw line, and to her neck, biting and sucking on the soft flesh. "Let's go to my place." She hears the blonde half moan and half whisper into her ear. Santana places one last kiss on her bare shoulder before pulling back to look at Quinn. She gives her a nod of approval and blonde smiles, "I'm actually here with a friend, let me go find her, and tell her I'm going." Quinn says, pulling away from Santana.

"Yeah me too." She replies before they go their separate ways to each find their friends.

Santana walks over to the couch where Sam was sitting closely with a brunette. She pulls her keys out of her bag and throws them at him, and reacts quickly enough to just barely catch them, "I'm out. Take my car." She tells him, making her look at him confused.

"You're already leaving?" He asks confused, and she just nods.

"Where is Mike?" She asks, and Sam nods towards the dance floor. She turns and sees him doing what he does best, dancing in the middle of the floor as a crowd had gathered around him. She smiles and turns back to Sam, "If I see one scratch on my car-" She starts only to stop as she feels an arm wrap around her waist.

"You ready?" The blonde whispers into her ear before placing a kiss on the Latina's shoulder.

Sam smirks at Santana, knowing now why she was leaving, and she just glares at him. "Yes I am." She says, turning her attention back to the blonde. She glances back at Sam one more time, before following the blonde out of the club.

I never wanted to be anybody's other half
I was happy saying I had a love that wouldn't last

Santana walks into her house early that next morning; heels in hand. She makes her way through the kitchen where she sees Sam, Mike, Tina, and the girl Sam had been with the night before sitting at the table eating breakfast. They look over at her, hearing the noise and can't help but smirk as they take in the Latina's appearance. "Walk of shame." Sam comments making Mike laugh.

Santana tilts her head to the side giving him a sarcastic grin before shaking her head, "No shame." Santana replies with a smirk as the other two laugh at her. "Why are all of you in my house so early?" She asks with a grown as she walks over to the coffee maker. She opens up the counter and sees there is no coffee and frowns.

"It's my house also." Sam reminds her as she just rolls her eyes and shuts the cabinet door, "And we're out of coffee." He points out.

"Obviously." She mumbles before walking over to the bar where they were all sitting. She grabs a piece of toast off of his plate. He swats her hand away but she escapes to the other side of the kitchen with the toast in hand. "Who are you?" She asks with her mouthful of bread, looking over to the girl that was with Sam.

"Rachel." The girls replies with a bright smile.

Sam looks over at her and smiles before turning his attention to the Latina, "I met her at the club last night." He informs her and she nods her head, remembering the girl from last night. "So Santana did you at least leave a note this time for the poor girl?" Sam asks, before taking a sip of his orange juice.

Santana pulls herself up on the counter and glares at him, "Of course I did." She replies clearly annoyed. The truth was she hadn't left the blonde a note. She hadn't found a point in it anymore. She never left a phone number and never gave more than her first name, what more was a "Had a great time" note going to do. She obviously wasn't going to tell them that though, because they would just bitch at her. "I have to get ready for work." She informs them, jumping off the counter. She hurriedly snatches a piece of bacon off Sam's plate before rushing up the stairs to her room.

That was the only way I knew 'til I met you

Santana made her way into the coffee shop right across the street from her office, and walked up to the counter. She was already close to running late, but she had to have her caffeine fix. Santana was never much of a morning person, but she especially wasn't after drinking, and staying up late the night before. She always swore to herself the next morning she would never go out on a work night again, but Sam always convinced her otherwise telling her she had to be his wingman, not that he needed it.

She places her coffee order and waits patiently to the side, drumming her fingers against the counter, glancing down at her watch every few seconds. When the waitress finally brings her the coffee and she smiles, and tells her thank you before rushing towards the door. She opens up the door and practically runs out of the shop, trying to make it to work, but collides with someone on the way, causing hot coffee to spill all over her. "Fuck!" She shouts as the black liquid burns her chest.

"I'm so sorry!" A voice says, as she frantically tries to wipe away the coffee with a single napkin.

Santana looks up at the intruder about to snap, but her anger somehow dissipates when she meets the most beautiful ocean blue eyes she'd ever seen. The woman had shoulder length blonde hair that curled slightly and light freckles all over her nose. She was absolutely breathtaking, and the Latina felt her heart begin beating faster in her chest, "It's fine." She finally says, shaking her head, once she had realized she was staring.

"No, really I am so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." The girl says still frantically trying to clean the coffee off of the Latina. "I live right next door. Come over and I'll wash your shirt for you." She says, looking up from the brunette's chest to meet her dark eyes.

Santana feels her breath hitch in her throat as their eyes meet, and she momentarily becomes speechless, "No really it's okay." She repeats, trying her best to calm the butterflies floating around in her stomach. "I have to be at work." She adds, pointing towards her building.

"Well at least let me give you a shirt to borrow. I feel terrible." The blonde says giving the Latina a pleading look.

Santana knew she was going to be extremely late, but she just couldn't seem to let the word no come out of her mouth. She wasn't even sure she remembered what that word meant at the moment. "Okay." She says with a firm nod, making the blonde's smile brighten.

"I'm Brittany." The girl says as the two of them begin walking down the street towards her apartment.

"Santana."

You make we wanna say
I do, I do, I do, do do do do do do doo
Yeah, I do, I do, I do, do do do do do do doo

Santana walked out of Brittany's bedroom with her t-shirt on, that was slightly too big, but not by too much. Brittany looks up from her spot on the couch, and smiles at the Latina, "You're shirt is in the washer." She says, standing up from her spot. She walks over to Santana, standing in front of her, "I'm sorry again." The blonde apologizes, pulling her lip in between her teeth, nibbling on it nervously.

"Again, it's fine." Santana assures her, "Besides it wasn't your entire fault. I wasn't watching where I was going either." The Latina says with a shrug. Brittany just nods slowly, and Santana suddenly becomes very aware at the fact of how close they were. She could practically feel the blonde's breath on her lips, making her own breathing grow slightly faster. "I should really get to work." Santana finally says, pulling her eyes away from the blonde's pink lips.

Brittany nods once again at the shorter girl, but she had yet to move from her spot. They were still standing in her living room inches away from each other's face, just looking into one another's eyes. Brittany's gaze drops down the Santana's full lips, and can't help but lick hers subconsciously.

Before either girl knew it their lips were pressed up against each other. Neither knew which one had started the kiss, but here they were locked in a kiss; heating up as the seconds ticked away.

After a few minutes, Brittany pulled away from the girl, and backed up, "I'm sorry." She says, looking down at the ground.

Santana slowly opens her eyes and licks her lips, enjoying the taste of Brittany on her lips. She tasted of strawberries, mint, and something all on its own; something that was just Brittany, and Santana wanted more. But as she took in the girls features, she could tell that Brittany had regretted the kiss, and she wasn't going to push her luck, "I have to get to work." She says quickly.

Brittany nods her head, and finally looks up at the other girl, "I'll bring you your shirt when it's done." She says, and Santana just nods, before brushing past the blonde, headed for the front door. "Santana?" Brittany asks, turning around towards the Latina. Santana also turns around, looking curiously at the blonde, "Do you want to like go on a date with me?" Brittany asks nervously, her eyes going back to the hardwood beneath her.

Santana looked at Brittany for a moment as she contemplated this thought. She hadn't gone on a date in years. She didn't do dates; or relationships. She went out to clubs, and she hooked up with girls who she would never see again; if she was lucky. But again the word no seemed to be nonexistent to her, "I do." She confirms, making the blonde's smile brighten a couple of notches. Santana smiles back at her before walking out the front door; the goofy grin never leaving her face.

Cause every time before it's been like
Maybe yes and maybe no
I can't live without it, I can't let it go
Ooh what did I get myself into?
You make we wanna say I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

Sam walks into Santana's room, and is met with a shirt to the head, causing him to stumble backwards. He pulls the object off of his face and throws it on the ground just as another one comes flying his way. He quickly dodges that one and makes his way over to the closet where he sees Santana pulling things off of hangers and throwing them carelessly around the room. "What are you doing?" He asks confused, making the Latina jump at the sudden voice.

She turns around and looks at him, and sees the crazy look he was giving her. "I can't decide what to wear." She says with a huff before turning back towards her clothes. She pulls a shirt down and holds it against her as she looks in her full length mirror on the other side of the closet. She grimaces and tosses it to the side along with practically every outfit she owned.

"Why are you having trouble? What's so important?" He asks confused, as he leans up against the doorway, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I have a date with Brittany." She says as she continues going through different outfits.

Sam furrows his eyebrows in confusion, and thinks for a moment, before commenting, "It's not like it's your first date. It's like your what? Third?" He states more so than asks.

Santana just simply nods, not turning around to meet his gaze, leaving him just as confused. "It is, but I need to talk to her about something important, and I just want to look good okay?" She asks him, slightly annoyed with all of his questions. It wasn't really him that was annoying her, but she was nervous, and already frustrated, and he wasn't helping.

"You aren't like asking her to marry you are you?" He asks confused.

Santana lets out a groan and turns around towards him, rolling her eyes. "Of course not." She responds making him let out a small sigh of relief. "I just want to know where we stand. If we're just friends or if we're dating…" She says, slightly awkwardly as she shifts from one foot to another. Santana had never been one for emotions, and definitely not one for having this talk with another girl. She was always trying to avoid this talk.

"Wait. Hold up." Sam says, standing up from the wall, placing his hand up to stop her. Santana just rolls her eyes, and inwardly groans at the words about to come out of his mouth. "Santana Lopez wants to have the talk?" He asks teasingly. "Has someone finally tamed the beast?" He asks with a laugh.

"Shut up." She says simply, turning back to her clothes. She was feeling more awkward by the moment, and really did not want to have this conversation with him. She hears the blonde boy laugh from behind her, and she just closes her eyes, trying to contain her anger, and not lash out at the boy. "If you aren't going to help just leave." She finally says in a dangerous voice.

She hears footsteps behind her and sees an arm reach out from behind her, pulling down a dress. She turns around as he hands it over to her, "This dress it totally hot on you." He informs her with a smirk. "You totally make me wish I was a woman when you wear this." He says making her scoff at him. "Seriously though, you look beautiful in this. She'll love it." He adds sincerely.

"Thank you." She replies softly, taking the dress from him. He nods his head and smiles before walking out of the room, leaving her to get dressed.

Santana makes her way up the stairs of the apartment, and stops at the front door. She pushes the button for Brittany's number, and smiles when she hears the blonde's voice ring through, "Hey it's Santana." She says into the speaker.

"Hey, I'm coming down now." Santana hears the blonde reply. She nods her head although she knew the blonde couldn't see her, and backs up until she was leaning against the concrete railing of the steps. A couple of minutes later Brittany emerges from the doors, and Santana feels those all too familiar butterflies buzzing away in her stomach at the sight of her.

She quickly stands up off the railing and walks over to Brittany; kissing her on the cheek. "You look so beautiful." Santana breaths, pulling away from the blonde. Brittany smiles shyly, and looks down at the ground, kicking at a small rock on the ground as a blush creeps onto her face. Santana can't help but giggle at the blonde's reaction. Yeah that's right; Santana Lopez fucking giggled.

She grabs the blonde's hand, and leads her over to her car, and opens the door for her. "Thanks." Brittany says shyly before the Latina closes the door. She walks over to the driver's side and slips inside, starting the car. They drive down the street and Brittany looks over at Santana, "Where are we going?" She asks curiously.

Santana glances over at the blonde, before moving her eyes back to the road, "The beach." Santana replies, looking back over at Brittany who had a big grin on her face, "It's cheesy I know, but it's my favorite spot, and I want to take you there." Santana says quickly, feeling slightly embarrassed by her date choice.

Brittany shakes her head slightly and reaches over grabbing the Latina's hand, "It sounds perfect." She says, giving the girl a small squeeze. Santana looks over at Brittany and returns the smile, and they continue down the road; hands interlaced.

Santana drug the blonde to her secret place on the beach she had found one day while jogging through the woods. It took a few minutes of walking through a dark trail of woods to get there, but once they did Brittany couldn't help but feel her breath be taken away. It was a small opening with big gray rocks everywhere, and it was clean; almost looking untouched because of its location. "It's beautiful here." Brittany whispers, standing on a rock, looking out at the ocean where the sun was just about to set.

"No near as beautiful as you." Santana says, not even thinking about it. She immediately feels her cheeks redden at the comment and hears Brittany let out a giggle. So now they had both caught each other blushing that night; it was only fair.

The girls had eaten the dinner Santana had packed in picnic basket, and where now just sitting together; Brittany between the brunette's legs with her arms wrapped securely around her waist as they looked out at the moonlight reflecting on the water. "Tonight has been perfect." Brittany says, letting out a content sigh as she leans back into the Latina's embrace more.

Santana smiles and places a kiss on top of the blonde's head, holding her tighter. Santana opened her mouth to say something, but immediately shut it back; the words getting lost somewhere in her throat. She wanted to ask Brittany what she considered the two of them, but she found herself too nervous to do so. She couldn't help but scoff at herself for being such a coward; Santana Lopez was not a coward. But here she was opening and closing her mouth like a damn fish as the words were stuck in her throat.

"Britt?" The Latina finally asks quickly. She feels Brittany moving in her arms and looks down at the blonde, who had turned to face her. "Can I ask you a question." She asks, making the blonde just nod her head. Santana looks down for a moment and sucks her bottom lip in between her teeth, before looking back up at Brittany, "What do you…I mean what...What are we?" She asks, nervously, looking deep into the blonde's eyes.

"What do you mean?" Brittany asks, looking at the girl questioningly.

"Like are we just friends or are you…you know…" Santana says, moving her eyes back down to the sand beside them, feeling her nervousness creeping back upon her, "My girlfriend." She finally says, meeting the bright blue eyes once again.

Brittany smiles sweetly at the question and tilts her head to the side as if she was thinking about it, "Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Brittany asks softly.

"I do." Santana says with a firm nod. She had never wanted to be anyone's girlfriend before, but something about Brittany was different. She wanted to be her girlfriend more than anything.

"I do too." Brittany says with a giggle, making the Latina also let out her second giggle of the night. She looks deep into her eyes; Brown meeting blue, before leaning in pressing her lips against the brunettes.

Tell me is it only me
Do you feel the same?
You know me well enough to know that I'm not playing games
I promise I won't turn around and I won't let you down
You can trust I've never felt it like I feel it now
Baby there's nothing, there's nothing we can't get through

She hadn't meant to say it; she didn't know how it happened. She had just gotten so caught up in the moment, it just slipped out. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. She had been planning for the last two weeks on the perfect moment to tell Brittany. She had planned a romantic date filled with candlelit dinner and a walk on the beach at her secret spot; their secret spot. She had it all planned to a T, and here she was lying on her bed next to the blonde, and the words had just slipped out.

Brittany sucked and nipped at the skin on the Latina's neck as her fingers pumped into Santana at a furious pace. Santana's hips were rapidly moving, meeting each thrust of the blonde's fingers as moan after moan slipped out of her mouth, getting louder by the second. "God B…" Santana moans out, clenching her eyes shut as white dots began filling her vision. "I'm gonna cum." She announces, throwing her head back as her back arched up off the bed. Brittany picks up her pace, and rubs furiously at the Latina's clit, successfully sending her girlfriend over the edge as she screamed out her name into the universe.

Brittany pulls her fingers out and wipes them on the sheets and leans up placing soft kisses all over Santana's face and neck as she waited for her to come down from her high, "I love you Brittany." Santana says breathlessly making the blonde's eyes widen.

Santana looks over at Brittany who was looking down at her; shock written all over her face. Santana mentally slapped herself for her slip up. No matter how much she wanted to take it back, she knew that she couldn't. it wasn't as if it wasn't true or that she wasn't going to tell Brittany anyways, it was just she had a planned out time for it. "Britt…" Santana whispers, reaching out to touch the blonde's face, trying to bring her out of her state of shock. "It's okay if you don't feel the same. I mean I understand, but I just…you should know that I do love you." Santana says, rolling her head to the side, wanting to get her gaze away from shocked blue eyes.

She feels a hand on her cheek, and the blonde guides her head back to where she was looking at her. Brittany leans down and places a passionate kiss on the brunette's lips.

After a brief moment Santana pulls back and searches blue eyes, "Do you feel the same?" She asks nervously, as she looks deep into Brittany's eyes, trying desperately to seek an answer.

Brittany smiles softly at her, and nods her head, "I love you Santana." She says, making a giant grin appear on the Latina's face. She cups Brittany's cheeks with her hands and pulls her into another searing kiss.

So can we say
I do, I do, I do, do do do do do do doo

Oh baby, I do, I do, I do, do do do do do do doo

Santana flipped through the channels on her TV as she lie on her bed, trying to find something to watch. It was early in the morning, and there wasn't really anything on. She sighs and throws the remote onto her nightstand just as the bathroom door opens.

Brittany walks out in a white t-shirt and short shorts on; her hair still wet from her shower. She had a towel in her hand, ringing out her hair, and the brunette just stared at her; eyes trailing up and down pale skin, and she bit her lip hungrily. She crawls to the end of the bed, and reaches out for Brittany's hand, pulling her over to her. "Hi." Brittany says with a giggle after catching her balance, from stumbling over to the bed.

"Hi." Santana replies with a sex smile, before sitting up on her knees, and pressing her lips firmly against the blonde's. Brittany smiles into the kiss and wraps her arms around Santana's neck, deepening the kiss. She pushes Santana back onto the bed, and crawls on top of her, straddling her waist.

Santana grabs onto Brittany waist, and in one swift motion flips them over to where she was on top, making Brittany gasp at the unexpected motion. Santana smirks at her as she hovers above her, before leaning down placing another searing kiss on her lips.

"Move in with me." Santana mumbles against the blonde's lips as her hands slide up under Brittany's shirt, caressing smooth skin.

Brittany places her hands on Santana's cheeks, and pulls her back slightly, looking at her, "What?" She asks confused, and slightly shocked. Santana just leans back down and starts placing wet kisses on the blonde's neck.

"I love waking up next to you B. I want to do that every morning." Santana says, before sucking hard on Brittany's pulse point, making the blondes heat tilt back and a moan escape her lips.

"You want to live together?" Brittany asks, making sure she had this straight.

Santana pulls back from the blonde's neck, and rests her forehead against Brittany's. "I do." She says, nodding her head slightly to prove she was serious.

Cause every time before it's been like
Maybe yes and maybe no
I won't live without it, I won't let it go
What more can I get myself into?
You make we wanna say
Me, a family, a house, a family
Ooh, can we be a family?
And when I'm eighty years old I'm sitting next to you

Brittany and Santana were running around the backyard of Santana's childhood home in Lima, Ohio, chasing a few kids around the yard. It was thanksgiving, and Santana had convinced Brittany to go home with her to celebrate the holiday. It hadn't taken much convincing from the blonde though; she was thrilled at the idea of meeting the people who had raised her girlfriend.

They had already eaten dinner, and gotten through the interrogation of Santana's family; mostly her older brothers. It had gone off without a hitch, and her family loved the blonde. Santana made her way up to the deck where her sister, and her aunts were sitting along with her mother. She plops herself down on a chair as she exhales deeply, from being worn out, chasing the kids around. She looks out into the yard and sees Brittany still being chased by her 5 year old niece giggling loudly.

"Santana I love your girlfriend." Sandy; her sister tells her, looking over at the younger Latina, who couldn't hide the big grin from her face at their approval.

Her aunts and mother nod their head in agreement, at the statement, and Santana glances over at the blonde before looking back to them, "That means a lot. Thank you guys." She says sincerely. She looks back over to Brittany after hearing her scream and sees the blond on the ground as 4 of the kids are top of her, tickling her.

Santana laughs at the sight, and feels her heart warm, watching her girlfriend with her little cousins and niece. "The kids love her too." Santana's mom informs her, with a laugh.

"Yeah, I better go save her." Santana says, standing up from her chair. She runs down the steps and starts pulling the kids off of Brittany, tickling them back as she did so making them all scream and giggle. Finally the two girls get the upper hand and have the kids on the ground, tickling them everywhere as they squirmed beneath them.

A couple of hours later the girls make their way into Santana's old bedroom, which still looked exactly the way she had left it. Brittany made her way through the room looking at all of the old pictures Santana had spread throughout the room as Santana threw herself onto her bed. "You were in glee club?" Brittany asks with a slight giggle, looking back at her girlfriend. Santana just nods her head in confirmation and Brittany looks back down at the group picture of the club. "That's, Mike and Sam." She points out.

"Yeah I went to high school with them. They were in it also." Santana informs her. "Sam is good, but Mike not so much." She says with a laugh. "He was in it for the dancing mainly." She adds making the blonde nod.

"I've never heard you sing." Brittany points out, frowning at her girlfriend. "I want to hear you sing."

"Maybe someday." Santana says with a smirk, making the blonde pout. Santana sits up and reaches over grabbing Brittany's hand, pulling her towards her, "Now, quit wondering my room and come cuddle with me." She whines, pulling Brittany onto the bed. Brittany giggles but does as she is told and lies on the bed next to Santana, snuggling up to her.

They lie there in silence for a few moments, just enjoying being in each other's arms, before Brittany breaks it. "You're cousins and you're niece are so cute." The blonde gushes, making Santana chuckle, but nod her head in agreement. "I want kids." Brittany says, making Santana's eyes widen in surprise.

She lifts her head up and looks down at Brittany, "Yeah?" She asks, and the blonde just nods her head confirming her earlier statement, "Me too." Santana finally says after some thought, lying her head back down on her pillow.

Another silence falls upon them but again is broken a few minutes later by Brittany, "Do you want a family with me?" She asks, picking her head up from Santana's chest, to look up at her.

Santana looks down her eyes meeting blue ones, "I do." She confirms without any hesitation, making a huge infections grin grow on the blonde's face.

And we'll remember when we said
I do, I do, I do, do do do do do do do
Oh baby, I do, I do, I do, do do do do do do do

Sam walks into the living room of the house, and sees Santana sitting on the couch, looking at something in her hands. He walks closer and sees her holding the engagement ring she had bought a couple of days ago, twirling it around on her finger as she looked at It in thought. "Where is Brittany?" He asks sitting down next to her.

"She's working, relax." The brunette replies simply, not taking her eyes away from the ring.

Sam watches the ring on her finger as it shines in the light, twirling around on her index finger, and he can't help but smile, "So, you're really going to do this? You really want to marry her?" He asks, trying his best to contain his excitement.

A small smile plays on the brunette lips as she continues looking at the ring in thought. She looks up at the blonde boy and nods, "I do. I really do." She confirms. "I'm going to ask her tonight." She informs him, making his eyes widen. He hadn't expected her to do it so soon, but he couldn't deny that he was happy for the two of them.

"So you're really going to do this? You really want to marry her?"

"I do. I really do."

Later that night Santana stood in the kitchen, mixing the contents of one of her pots as she checks leans over checking another one. She feels arms encircle her waist, causing her to jump, but relax as soon as she realizes whose arms were around her. She feels the blonde place a kiss on her neck, and she leans back into the embrace. "What's all this?" Brittany whispers into the Latina's ear. "I saw the candle table in the dining room."

Santana turns in the blonde arms and presses a kiss to Brittany's lips and pulls back, "I just want to do something special for you." She says with a shrug. "Show you how much I love you." She adds, making the blonde smile sweetly at her.

"I know how much you love me." She says, before kissing Santana, "But thank you."

Santana simply smiles in response before pressing their lips firmly together, this time in a more passionate kiss as her fingers tangle in blonde hair. "How was work?" Santana asks, after a few minutes when she pulls away from Brittany.

Brittany props herself up on the counter next to where Santana was cooking and shrugs, "As well as teaching 5 year olds to dance can go." She says, reaching over to steal carrot from the pan of vegetables. Santana swats her hand away, but Brittany quickly pops the orange vegetable into her mouth before Santana could snatch it away and smiles proudly over at her girlfriend.

Santana gives her a scowl, but can't help smile and roll her eyes playfully at her girlfriend. She grabs the blonde's hand and pulls her off of the counter, making Brittany gasp. Santana leans in and kisses the blonde with a kiss that always left her speechless, but quickly pulled back leaving the blonde wanting more, "Get out of my kitchen while I cook." Santana says firmly but playfully.

Brittany giggles and leans in kissing Santana once more, pulling her even closer to her body, pressing themselves together. Hands begin roaming along with tongues, and the minutes begin to go by, both escaping real world, and slipping into a world that just exist with the two of them. "What is that?" Brittany asks, moving her hands down to the front of Santana's jeans where she begins groping a bulge. Santana's eyes widen as the blonde continues to kiss her and she tries to move Brittany's hands away, but the blonde just moves them back. "Someone's happy to see me" Brittany teases, pulling away to look at the Latina.

Santana pulls away from the kiss completely and turns back to her food, turning the heat down so that her food didn't start to burn. Brittany wraps her arms around the brunette's waist and whispers in her ear, "Seriously what is that?" Brittany asks as her hand goes into the brunette's pocket.

Santana gasps and grabs her hand, trying to stop her but it was too late and the blonde had successfully pulled out the box that contained the ring. Santana quickly reaches out for the object but Brittany reaches her arm up, holding it as high as she could to where Santana couldn't reach because of their height distance. "Britt seriously, give it back." Santana pleads, looking desperately at the blonde. She had this whole thing once again planned to a T and it was about to be ruined.

Brittany scurries back a few steps and quickly opens up the box, and gasps when she sees the jewelry, making both girls freeze in their actions. "Brittany…" Santana says slowly, looking up at her girlfriend who seemed to be in a state of shock. Santana takes the opportunity and snatches the box away, closing it. Santana lets out a sigh, and grabs one of the blonde's hands in her own. "Okay well this isn't how it was supposed to happen, but I guess it's now or never." Santana mumbles, making Brittany's confused eyes look up from the ring to meet Santana's. "Brittany I could stand here and list all of the reasons as to why I love you, and why I want to spend the rest of my life with you, but we'd be here all night. I just want to get the point and say that I love you, and I truly believe that you are my soul mate." She says, as tears begin escaping the blonde's eyes. Santana gets down on one knee and opens the ring box, "Will you marry me Brittany?" She asks, looking up at the blonde.

Brittany stares at the ring for a few moments, before looking up to meet Santana's nervous gaze. A smile immediately erupts on her face and she nods her head up and down, "Yes! Of course I'll marry you!" She says, kneeling down to hug Santana, almost knocking her over in the process.

"I love you." Santana whispers, burying her face in blonde hair.

"I love you too." Brittany replies, making Santana's smile widen if at all possible. She pulls back and takes the ring out of the box before grabbing Brittany's left hand. She slides the ring on her left finger, and the blonde holds her hand in front of her face admiring the ring, "It's beautiful San." She says, smiling brightly at her new fiancée.

Cause every time before it's been like
Maybe yes and maybe no
I won't live without it, I won't let us go
Just look at what we got ourselves into
You make we wanna say I do, I do, I do, I do, I do, I do,
Love you

Santana stood in front of a full length mirror, taking in her appearance. She runs her hands over her white dress, smoothing out the wrinkles, tilting her head to the side as she looked at herself. She hears the door open, making her turn around where she sees Sam walking in. "You look amazing." He comments, walking fully into the room, shutting the door behind him.

She smiles at him, and takes in his appearance, "You don't look too bad yourself." She comments making him smirk. She walks over to him and reaches around his neck to adjust his bow tie that was currently hanging crooked. "There." She says, placing a hand on his chest admiring her handy work.

She walks back over the mirror and touches up some of her makeup in the mirror, but her gaze wonders over to Sam who was staring at her through the mirror with a smirk on his face, "What?" She asks curiously turning around to face him.

He looks down briefly as he lets out a chuckle, and shakes his head, "I just never thought I'd see the day where Santana Lopez was getting married." He says, making her roll her eyes in annoyance, although she couldn't help but agree. A couple of years ago, she couldn't see herself being married either; the thought of it just made her laugh so hard she cried. "I got you guys a gift." He adds, making her tilt her head to the side.

"You didn't have to do that." She responds simply, folding her arms across her chest.

"I did actually." He informs her, walking closer to her. "I got an apartment, that way you guys can be a real married couple, and live together alone." He tells her, and Santana just sighs.

"Sam, you didn't have to do that you know. You could have stayed there as long as you needed." She tell him with slight annoyance in her voice. Sure she had wanted to just live with Brittany, but the reason Sam was living with her was because he was having money problems, and she didn't want to throw him out on the streets.

"I know, but I felt bad, and I knew that you would never ask me to leave no matter how much you wanted me to." He says with a chuckle, but she just looks at him unamused. "It's fine. I got the new job, and I'm doing okay." He assures her as she just lets out a sigh. "Besides, bringing home girls to a house where a married couple lives would totally cramp my style." He tells her, making her roll her eyes, but let a giggle escape her lips.

"I thought you were still dating that Rachel chick." Santana points out.
Sam just shakes his head at her comment, "No we only went out a couple of times when we first met." He tells her, making her look at him confused. That was two years ago, and they still hung out constantly. "We're just really good friends." He explains with a shrug. "She's dating some girl named Quinn."

Santana nods, and quickly remembers the blonde she had met at the bar a couple of years back. She wasn't sure if it was the same, but she didn't know too many Quinn's so it would be a coincidence if it wasn't the same. "Well, Brittany's maid of honor, Ashley is totally smokin', and single." She tells him with a wink.

"Thanks for the heads up." He says with a laugh, and she just nods in approval.

They hear a knock on the door, making them both cease the laughter and look over to see Santana's father peak his head inside. "They're ready for us Mija." He says, making her nod. He closes the door back and Sam leans in placing a kiss on Santana's cheek. She smiles at him and they both walk out of the door.

Santana sees her father waiting in the doorway, and she walks over to him, and links their arms together, "Ready?" She asks, looking up at the older man.

He looks down at her and nods, as he swallows a lump in his throat. He wasn't going to cry, but he was having a hard time not. His baby girl was getting married. "Ready." He replies, placing a kiss on the top of her head. Santana smiles brightly at him just as the ushers open the door, motioning for them to walk down the aisle.

Santana stands up at the front of the room, and looks down the aisle as she hears the doors opening once again. Her breath hitches in her throat, and she feels her knees go weak at the sight of Brittany. The blonde was always gorgeous, but today she radiated, and Santana felt tears already welling up in her eyes as she watched the blonde walk towards her with her father.

They stop a few feet away from the Latina and Brittany's dad kisses her cheek before taking his seat in the front row, and Brittany stands across from Santana, "You look so beautiful." Santana whispers lovingly at the blonde across from her. Brittany smiles shyly at Santana as a blush creeps on her cheeks, making Santana giggle. They were about to be married and she could still make Brittany blush with ease.

The woman begins the ceremony and the two girls repeat everything they were supposed to repeat without any mess ups. Sam had managed not too lose the rings, and they had placed them on each of their respected fingers with ease.

"Do you Brittany Pierce take Santana Lopez to be your lawful wedded wife?" The woman asks, looking over at the blonde who was smiling widely at Santana.

"I do." She says cheerfully with a firm nod, and a cheesy smile, making some of the guests giggle; including Santana.

The woman smiles and turns towards the Latina, "Do you Santana Lopez take Brittany Pierce to be your wed wife?"

"I do. I do I do." Santana repeats, her smile brightening a couple of notches each time she repeated it.

The woman smiles at the two women and looks out into the crowd as she announces them wife, and wife. She looks back at the two and says, "You may now kiss the bride."

Santana doesn't hesitate; she pulls Brittany to her kissing her passionately almost before the words had gotten out of the woman's mouth. She wraps her arms tightly around the blonde's waist as long pale fingers find their way into dark hair all while their friends and family stood up cheering for them.


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