Sorry for the wait. I was going to update Friday, but then something came up. I wanted to wait a little so everyone could realize that the story was here.

Also, lets all pretend that Quinn was in Finn's position, Finn was in Quinns and Rachel didn't wait for anyone to get married… To Quinn. :).

The song when Santana sings is in italics, when Brittany sings it's italisized and underlined, and when they sing together it's italisized and bold.

After ice skating for a while, Quinn pulled Santana off the ice in hopes to talk to her about tying the knot with Brittany.

"So S, how are you and Britt?" Quinn asked as she sat down to take off her skates. The Latina sat down next to her and started untying her own.

"We're fine. How are you and Rach? You said you were fighting, but you two seem fine to me." Quinn drew in a deep breath.

"We're awesome. Like, we fight cause that's normal and shit. But god San, it's different when you're married. I know it's only been a few months. But now I can really see being eighty and all wrinkly and still in love with Rach. I could only kind of see that before." Santana nodded. She wanted that with Brittany but she was scared. Not of the commitment, but of messing it up like her parents, or the blonde just simply not wanting to marry her.

"Let's go get them a drink?" Santana said standing. Quinn smiled. She knew that she made the brunette girl start thinking.

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Brittany smiled as her girlfriend and Quinn came back with four hot chocolates. She tugged at Rachel and rode over to meet them off the ice.

"Extra marshmallow for my baby." Santana said handing the blonde her drink. She smiled. The Latina always remembered the little things. She walked over to a table and sat down, the brunette sitting next to her.

"Did Q and Rachel fix what they were fighting about?" Brittany asked taking a sip of her drink. Santana nodded looking over at the couple. The way they looked at each other spoke volumes. She hoped her and Brittany looked like that one day.

"I'm pretty sure they didn't have a fight."

"Why would they make us do this then?" the pale girl asked, scrunching her nose in confusion.

"To try to get us to get married like them." The Latina answered looking adoringly at the blonde next to her.

"We're obviously going to get married. You're gonna propose sooner or later." Brittany said before standing up and going back onto the ice. Quinn laughed behind her and made a whipping sound. The Latina turned and playfully glared at the blonde.

"You're just as bad. Shut up."

"Yeah, so how are you gonna do it? I told you." Santana looked at the table. She didn't want to seem like a sap but she knew that she couldn't lie about it either.

"I'm going to propose on a beach. Near sunset." Quinn poked her arm and made a cooing sound. Santana laughed and got her skates back on.

"I don't know about you, but I'm going out there with my girl now." She said as she slowly got up and walked back to the rink.

Brittany skated around as she saw her girlfriend climbing back in the rink. God she was amazing. She knew the Latina absolutely hated this, and she was doing it just to make the blonde girl happy. It made her fall even more in love with her. She started humming what she considered to be their song.

"What are you humming beautiful?" Santana said surprising the blonde from behind.

"Nothing." Brittany said quickly, averting her eyes nervously. She hadn't told the brunette that she felt like it was their song.

"Babe.. Tell me." She said poking the pale girls sides making her laugh.

"I Love You" Brittany said before grabbing the Latina's hand.

"That song you kept playing in the car?" Santana asked. Brittany nodded in reply, still not looking at the other girl.

"What's wrong?"

"I feel like when I tell you this kind of stuff, it pressures you to like. Propose. You don't have to until you're ready." Brittany replied quickly.

"You aren't pressuring me. Don't worry. Come on now, show me how to do that twirly thing you were doing earlier." Brittany took her girlfriends hand after Santana finished and smiled. She had a new plan for getting married.

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The girls walked into their house after getting their date. Both had had fun, but all the skating had made them tired. Santana was worn out mentally too. Quinn and Rachel both had been talking to her about proposing. She loved Brittany, but she didn't know if she could do it just yet and having them talk to her about it made her feel bad. She felt like maybe Brittany was ready now, and was mad but didn't want to say anything. It was all confusing for the Latina. Brittany on the other hand was happy. She had come up with the most amazing plan ever for getting the Latina's hand in marriage. She just had to do it at the right time.

"Will you sing a song to me?" Brittany asked as she changed into her pajama's. Santana chuckled lightly, but nodded anyway.

You're the direction I follow to get home
When I feel like I can't go on, you tell me to go
And it's like I can't feel a thing without you around
And don't mind me if I get weak in the knees
'Cause you have that effect on me, you do

Brittany smiled as her girlfriend sang. Whenever Santana sang, it moved Brittany; even if she was just singing in the shower or while cleaning the house.

Everything you say, every time we kiss
I can't think straight but I'm okay
And I can't think of anybody else
Who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you

"Your turn Britt" Santana whispered before the next verse was supposed to come. Brittany blushed and looked up at the ceiling before opening her mouth to sing.

Months going strong now, and no goodbye
Unconditional, unoriginal, always by my side
Meant to be together
Meant for no one but each other
You love me, I love you harder so

Everything you say, every time we kiss
I can't think straight but I'm okay
And I can't think of anybody else
Who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you

So please, give me a hint
So please, give me a lesson
On how to steal, steal a heart
As fast as you stole mine, as you stole mine

Oh and everything you say
Every time we kiss, I can't think straight
But I'm okay and I can't think of anybody else
Who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you

So please, give me a hint
So please, just take my hand

"You're voice always makes me warm inside." Brittany whispered as Santana cuddled up to her side after turning off the light.

"Whenever I'm around you, I'm warm inside." Santana said before they both drifted off to sleep.

6 Months –Hey Monday