Thanks for all the positive reviews guys! It means a lot to me. And Very Big Fan, I love your idea, but I don't know if I'll be able to have enough time to do it. But I'll try. I never really had a problem with Finn until now. He should have known that someone would have heard him and would tell everyone that would listen. Sorry this has taken so long. I just was trying to get myself in Santana's shoes and figure out how I would react whenever I'm about to propose.
Santana walked into her parents' house with a smile that would put Rachel Berry's patented 'I'm a star' smile to shame. Her uplifted spirits caused her to walk to the kitchen with a bit of a skip in her step.
"I take it that your early morning drive to where ever you went was good." Mrs. Lopez said from her seat on the bar stool behind the counter. Santana gave her mother her trademark smirk, minus the malice as she went into the fridge to poke around.
Since the fridge door blocked her view Santana didn't see that her mother had the same exact smirk on her face. Santana and her mother looked this alike, something that had kinda freaked Brittany out when they were kids. Brittany had been convinced that they were clones since they looked so much alike.
Santana pulled away from the fridge empty handed. "Is Britt still asleep?" She asked, leaning on the counter in front of her mother, her smirk still in place.
Mrs. Lopez eyed her daughter before nodding her head yes. The last time she had seen her daughter this happy was when she and Brittany had decided to move to New York together. She smiled at her daughter's happiness when she came to the conclusion that it had to do with the blonde that was sleeping upstairs.
"So where did you sneak off to this morning?" Mrs. Lopez asked, her curiosity reaching her peak. Santana smiled at her mother, she could tell that her curiosity was getting the better of her. It was one of the many things that the two Lopez women had in come. Innate curiosity. Of course Santana, being Santana, decided to play with her mother.
"Papá en el trabajo?" Santana asked, pushing off the counter going to one of the cabinets. She smiled as she heard her mom let out a soft exasperated sigh.
"Sí, a la izquierda un poco antes. You forgot to answer my question. A dónde fuiste?" Mrs. Lopez said, her tone curious and exasperated at the same time. Her daughter always knew just how to push her buttons and she could tell that Santana was just toying with her. She had always loved to do it even when she was a little child.
Santana faced her mother with a grin. She leaned on the counter, pulling the ring box out of her jacket pocket, she slid it across the counter.
"Le pedí su mano."
Mrs. Lopez stared open mouthed at the box. She looked up at her daughter and then back at the box. When she opened the box her hand shot up to her mouth.
She wanted to cry. She had been waiting for this day for a very long time. A part of her had known that it was going to happen when Santana had met Brittany. She could just feel it in her bones. It was her mother's intuition.
"Mamá?" Santana asked, worried. Her parents had a bit of hard time accepting her sexuality. She thought her dad had taken it worse than her mom though. The glossy look in her mother's eyes seem to prove her wrong.
Mrs. Lopez walked around the counter to her daughter and embraced her in a warm hug. She let go and picked up the rolled up newspaper on the counter next to her coffee mug. She hit Santana on the shoulder with it a couple of times.
Santana let out a shriek and gently rubbed the spot where she was hit. "What the hell was that for?" She yelled, in disbelief.
"That, my daughter, was for not asking her parents years ago. And it was for just now thinking of asking her." She said, before giving her daughter look and hitting her again. "And that was for not telling your father and I." She said, putting the paper down and going back around the counter to her stool and the ring.
Santana shook her head, a small smile on her face. Those hits to the shoulder did hurt a lot though. Mrs. Lopez looked back down at the ring and smiled once again. "It's really beautiful." She said, closing the box and handed it back to Santana.
Santana grinned and nodded her head, her cheeks having a slight twinge of pink indicating her bashfulness. She went back to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water from the very back, she felt she needed a cool drink because of the rise in temperature in the room. While Santana had her back to her mother Mrs. Lopez got a wicked grin on her face. She quickly smoothed it out right before Santana turned back around.
Mrs. Lopez watched as Santana opened the bottle. She waited until she could tell that her daughter had a good portion of water in her mouth before putting her plan into action.
"So, when can I expect you give birth to a couple of babies?" Mrs. Lopez asked casually, as if she was asking what the time was.
Mrs. Lopez was rewarded with Santana spitting the water out of her mouth and her eyes wide in fright and mouth hanging open. It was such a rare and hilarious sight to see her daughter, usually cool and in control, look as if she was five seconds away from a heart attack. She wished she only had her video camera.
Mrs. Lopez laughed at her as she reached for paper towels to wipe the water off. "Thank you so much for that, ma. I love spiting out perfectly good water all over myself." Santana said, sourly. She may have looked mad on the outside, but on the inside it was a completely different story.
Of course she had fantasized about having a family with Brittany. A blonde haired, blue eyed beauty running and laughing with a tan, brown eyed beauty. But now that she was not even days away from asking her it kinda scared the Latina. She didn't even know it Brittany would say yes to her.
"Mamá, I haven't even asked her yet, which means she hasn't even given me an answer, which means we might not even be starting a family anytime soon." Santana said, trying to keep the unhappiness out of her voice at the thought of Brittany not wanting her.
Mrs. Lopez nodded at her only child, she could hear the badly veiled sadness. Getting up from the table she put her cup in the sink. "Well, then I suggest you go on upstairs and ask her. Besides, everyone knows she's going to say yes." Mrs. Lopez said, giving Santana a kiss on her forehead and leaving to house to head to work.
Santana looked down at the box in her hand. Her heart thundered in her chest, threatening to jump out and dash upstairs to the blonde that owned it.
But the possibility of defeat kept her rooted in her place against the counter. Brittany could easily say no to her just as easily as she had when they were in their junior year and she had stayed with Stubbles instead of getting with Santana.
"What the fuck are you doing Lopez? She's with your sexy ass, not his wannabe gangsta ass. You get your ass up there and you do the best damn proposal the world has ever fucking seen!" Santana said to herself, out loud.
She walked up the stairs, sliding into her room as quietly as she could. She turned and looked at the still sleeping blonde on her bed and just stared. The light filtered in through the sheer curtains and hit Brittany's hair making it look like gold.
Santana leaned against the door and tried to remember how to breath again. Brittany was breathtaking. It didn't matter if Brittany was dancing, sleeping, or just sitting there she always took Santana's breath away. And as stood there staring she realized that Brittany will always take her breath away.
She pushed off the door and gently sat down on the bed next to her dancer. Santana smiled remembering all the times that she had watched Brittany sleep, watching her chest rise slowly.
Brittany turned her head and sleepily opened her eyes. Finding Santana's smiling face Brittany gave her a smile and reached for her hand.
"Where did you go this morning? I woke up earlier and you weren't keeping me warm." Brittany asked, with a pout.
Santana laughed and kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry Britt-Britt. I just had to go and ask someone for something. But I still have one more question, only this one is for you."
Brittany looked at her with a confused expression and slightly smiled when Santana scooted off the bed, reaching for her guitar.
Santana got down on her knee next to the bed and took a deep breath. If she thought that her heart was going to give out with Mr. Pierce she was sadly mistaken, the thundering in her chest proved that to her. She licked her lips, looked up into baby blues and strung the opening chords.
It's her hair and her eyes today that just simply takes me away
And the feeling that I'm falling further in love
Makes me shiver but in a good way
All the times that I have sat and stared
As she thoughtfully thumbs through her hair
As she purses her lips, bats her eyes as she plays,
While I'm sitting there slack-jawed and nothing to say
Santana looked up deep into Brittany's eyes and bit her lip to keep the tears from spilling down her face. She had thought about singing this to her so many times in the past, but kneeling down in front of the love of her life, hopefully her soon to be fiancée, made her glad she had saved it.
Cause I love her with all that I am
And my voice shakes along with my hands cause she's all that I see
And she's all that I need and I'm out of my league once again
Loving Brittany was easier than breathing. She just hoped that Brittany would feel the same. The smile on the blonde's face and in her eyes made Santana feel like she didn't need to worry about that.
It's a masterful melody when she calls out my name to me
As the world spins around her she laughs, rolls her eyes
And I feel like I'm falling but it's no surprise
Santana had meant what she had said to Ireland back in high school. Brittany was everything that's good in this miserable, shitty world and she couldn't believe that she had her all to herself.
Cause I love her with all that I am
And my voice shakes along with my hands
Santana put the guitar down, but kept singing. She scooted closer to the bed and picked up Brittany's left hand, while she reached into her pocket and pulled out the ring box. She hoped Brittany couldn't feel how badly she was shaking.
Cause it's frightening to be swimming in this strange sea
But I'd rather be here than on land
Santana pulled the box up to where Brittany could see it and briefly let go of Brittany's hand so she could open the lid. Brittany sat up when she realized what was going on and stared down at the ring.
Yes, she's all that I see and she's all that I need
And I'm out of my league once again
Santana took a second to catch her breath, before taking Brittany's left hand again.
"Baby, I know for a fact that I'm not perfect. I know that I can be bitchy as hell and sometimes I make you cry and make you unhappy. But I can promise you that I will never, ever break your heart. I will always put you first. I will make you feel like the most amazing girl in the world, because, baby, you are. And I swear to spend everyday for the rest of my life giving you everything you deserve." Santana smiled up at Brittany, her eyes full of hope.
"Brittany S. Pierce, will you do me the extreme honor of becoming my wife?" Santana asked, her eyes becoming more hopeful by the second.
Brittany stared down at Santana, tears rolled down her pale cheeks. She was so proud of her Sanny. The girl that was scared and worried about being an outcast in high school had grown into a confident, successful young woman. It only made Brittany admire her even more.
"To be honest, San, I can't think of any reason why I should say yes." Brittany said, looking down at Santana through her tears.
Santana's head dropped down in defeat. Brittany's gentle hand bringing her chin up kept her from walking out the room to wallow in pain and sadness.
"I can think of a million reasons to say hell yes to you." Brittany said with a smile.
Santana drew in a ragged breath and got off her knee and embraced Brittany in a hug. "Jesus, baby give me a heart attack, huh?" Santana said, pulling back and giving Brittany a somewhat stern face. Her humorous tone offset the stern look she was giving Brittany.
The blonde laughed and kissed Santana on the forehead. "I'm sorry, but it was the truth. I say hell yes to spending the rest of my life with you and having a family with you."
Santana took out the ring and said "Well, I'm gonna need to put this on your finger to make it official."
Both women smiled as the ring slid down Brittany's slim finger. It was a perfect fit, just like the two women.
Brittany pulled Santana into a deep, passionate kiss. Santana smiled and said "Te amo, hermoso." Brittany gave her a watery grin "Ik hou van je."
Santana leaned in, ready to fully celebrate their engagement by making Brittany scream in Dutch, Spanish, and English when Brittany jumped off the bed.
"We need to start planning like now and we need to tell everyone. I gotta go call my mom and dad and Quinn. Hers and Rachel's wedding last year was wonderful." Brittany said, picking up a hair tie off the dresser and pulling her hair into a messy bun.
"Baby, can't we stay here and get a jump start on the wedding night?" Santana said, suggestively, laying back on the bed.
Brittany turned around and grinned at her and jumped on top of her and gave her a quick peck. "There will be plenty of time for that later. And you can tell me where you went this morning too." Brittany said with a smile. As Brittany walked out the room Santana could hear her muttering something about having ducklings in little tuxedos.
Santana brought her hands behind her head and stared up at the ceiling with a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to start the rest of her life with the blonde that just left the room.
The scene where Santana sings to Britt was hard for me, cause I couldn't pick a song. It wasn't until I realized that if I could sing I'd sing this to propose and BAM! I knew that this was the song. It's Out of My League by TJ McCloud. And sorry if the Spanish or Dutch is wrong, you can blame google translate for that. In this story Britt's dad is from the Netherlands making Britt half, hence why she can speak Dutch. Please review. I really love the feedback.