Santana looked on in awe as she made her way down the jetty with Brittany, her parents, Callie and Arizona. The pleasure cruisers and yachts moored were not like anything she had seen before. They towered out of the turquoise water, swaying softly as the waves filled the air with gentle tapping sounds as the kissed each boats hull. 'Seas the Day', 'Knot on your Life' and 'Waves of Pleasure' all brought a smile to the young Latina's face as she took in the majestic sight of the marina. The family continued to walk though the tranquil sight before Callie stopped in front of one of the largest yachts in berth. 'Fox Sea Lady' was simply a breathtaking sight. Sixty feet long she soared out of the water, shining white against the backdrop of light blue sea and vibrant blue sky.
"What happened to 'Anchor Management"? Maria asked Callie with a knowing smile.
"I took out some of my frustration when I was doing my finals and, well daddy agreed it was time for a new one anyway" Callie replied as she walked up the chrome gang way.
Santana looked up as she stepped onto the metal plank, seeing a tall man in navy chino shorts and a white polo shirt adjusting a large dark blue canopy over the fly deck. 'Well they might have a crew but one way or another she was going to get a shot at driving this beast of a boat' she smiled as she silently followed Brittany.
Callie made the introductions to the boats stewardess and skipper and quickly showed the family the accommodation, each couple having a room as a base for getting changed and showering. Santana and Brittany looked around the master suit that Callie had subtly suggested they take for their first day at sea on the Torres boat. The stateroom was larger than Santana could have imagined would be possible, small oval windows looking out over the teak deck and to the now moving scene of the harbour. A large double bed dominated the cabin with a small en suite, vanity and wardrobe. The décor was contemporary with an Asian flare in the prints and colours. Reaching for their bags that had found their way to the room Santana pulled out her bikini before looking over at the strangely quiet blonde. Santana stood up and walked over to the bemused looking girl, draping her arms around her neck and looking into her crystal blue eyes.
"San, what's the boat version of the mile high club?"
Santana smiled broadly before placing a chaste kiss on Brittany's soft pink lips. "How about we excuse ourselves after lunch for a siesta and figure it out?"
The morning passed quickly. After an initial fast run down the coast they had moored just off a tiny island, the boat silently bobbing in the water as the family soaked in the sun's rays and read.
Arizona stood for a moment watching the taller blonde stare at the antenna and domes on the rear facing arch. "Hi Britt, What are you looking at?" she asked as she slowly approached the dancer.
"It's the boats gaydar" Brittany replied in all seriousness.
Arizona was about to reply before she took another take at the girl, her eye brows slightly knitted together. "Okay then. Well Santana sent me to get you. Lunch is nearly ready and she is just changing".
The two blondes walked down to the rear of the yacht where the other four were already sat under the slight shelter of the fly deck over hang. The mid day heat was rising fast and even for a committed sun worshipper like Santana it was intense.
Annie, the stewardess, served everyone drinks, ice tea for Santana, Brittany and Callie and Mexican Larger with Lime for Arizona, Juan and Maria. As they waited for the lunch to be placed on the table they all discussed the beautiful boat in detail, contently surveying their surroundings. Santana sat quietly, her hand blindly searching for Brittany's under the table. As soon as she felt the long slender fingers for her girlfriend entwine with her own she gave her hand a quick squeeze and a quick deep breath. "I'm gay and Britt Britt and I are in love".
The entire table looked at Santana, all mirroring the same facial expressions which could only be described as a cross between shock and pure amusement. Finally it was Maria that couldn't hold in her chuckle any longer.
"Why are you laughing? Did you not hear me?" Santana huffed at her parent's unexpected and inappropriate response.
"Oh mija, your father and I have been waiting for you and Britt to tell us for what feels like years but I never expected you to come out quite like that!"
"What, so knew I was gay? And and..."
"Princesa, we knew but we couldn't be happier that you finally decided to tell us we are absolutely delighted that you and Patito finally realised your feelings for each other but we knew before either of you even did".
Whilst her husband was jabbering on Maria got up for that table to hug both girls kissing both of their temples.
Giving them both one last squeeze before sitting back down she grinned widely "Estoy muy orgulloso de ustedes dos. Me encanta cada uno de ustedes".
Santana continued to sit slightly in shock as Annie placed a large bowl of steaming hot pasta on the table. With a giggle Brittany placed a quick kiss on Santana's cheek, causing an immediate blush, before looking at Santana's parents with her rarely seen serious face. "I will look after San. I promise I will take really good care of her".
"We know Patito, you always have".
Arizona whispered into Callie's ear "Patito?"
"Duckling"
"That's so cute. I want an awesome nick name" she looked at Callie with big eyes. Callie laughed at her blonde kissing her softly. "Arizona suits you just fine".
"So" Maria said looking at her loved up sister "tell us all about the baby. I want to know all the not too graphic details about my future niece or nephew. Do you know the donor, whose egg? Tell me everything".
Santana and Brittany's eyes grew slightly wide at Maria line of questions aimed at her sister and Arizona, neither of whom seemed at all fazed by it.
"Well the donor is my best friends Mark"
"The man whore plastic surgeon" Maria questioned.
"The very one"
Santana looked between the two older Latinos frantically. 'Did my mum just say 'man whore'?
"It's my egg but maybe eventually we will have a little blonde brother or sister".
Arizona nearly choked on her larger as she looked at Callie. "Calliope?"
During the animated exchange Brittany quietly got up from the table and walked to the front of the boat, hanging her legs over the side of the boat, tears running down her face as she held in the sobs.
Santana quickly followed, concern sweeping over her. "Britt Britt, what's the matter? Were you not ready to tell my parents? I'm so sorry baby I just thought like a Band-Aid you know, get it over with quick?"
Brittany simply shook her head between sobs.
"Well what is it then baby? If you tell me I can fix it".
Brittany turned round slightly to look at the brunette who had sat down on the decking behind her, one leg either side of the blonde, as she snaked her arms around her toned waist.
"They are having their baby with their 'Puck' and I don't want to have a baby with Puck. With his hair it would really hurt you San when you give birth. I don't want a baby with a Mohawk".
Santana pulled the blonde firmly into a hug, her check pressed against the long slender back of Brittany. After slowly kissing the blondes temple she rested her chin on Brittany's shoulder. "Okay, three things, one we're too young to be thinking about babies; two, why am I the one that will be having the baby? I thought you would; and three, when we have babies Puck will have absolutely nothing to do with the process okay?"
"You said babies, as in more than one" Brittany grinned twisting her neck so she should steel a kiss from Santana.
"Right enough about babies. Why don't you go and splash some water on your face and then come back for desert so we can take a siesta cos' I wants to get my sweet lady kisses on".
Santana sat back down at the table looking amused.
"Is Britt okay mija?" Maria asked looking at her daughter
"Yeah, she's perfect" Santana grinned as she watched for her blonde to return.
As Annie cleared away the sundae bowls and offered coffee, Santana and Brittan stood up. "Britts and I are going to escape the mid day heat and head down below"
"Awwah" Santana whined holding her upper arm looking at her assailant "What was that was that for?"
"You just told them what we are going to do, you know the mile high club on the water. I thought we were going to say we are taking a nap?"
"No Britt, I meant down below as in below deck not..."
"oops".
As the two girls retired sheepishly below deck Juan turned to his sister-in-law and Arizona. "And these are the girls that thought they were hiding their relationship from us for the past god knows how long".
After a good giggle at the young couple's expense Callie and Arizona excused themselves also to take a siesta triggering a questioning look and another chuckle from Juan and Maria.
"You too are just like teenagers" Callie shot back over her shoulder as she took Arizona by the hand and led her to their stateroom.
Finally alone Juan and Maria curled up in the airy lounge on the comfortable white linen l shaped sofa. The room was bright and cool but had a homely feel with family photos, books and plants dotted about. On the occasional table next to the sofa was a picture of a five year old Santana, hands on hips looking like she was the president of the United States.
"Well I can defiantly say I wasn't expecting that today" Juan started "but I am relieved that they have finally figured it out. Now it's all out in the open how do you feel?"
"I'm happy, I just hope we still have grandchildren and a wedding and all those things that I have always wanted to watch Santana do".
"I think when it comes to grandchildren we have more chance of a brood if it works out with the two of them than if Santana were to be with anyone else in the world. They will make good moms, eventually. I mean let's face it we are too young and I'm far too handsome to be a grandpa".
Maria laughed at her husband giving him a chaste kiss on the lips, her tanned hand cupping is stubbled face. "Your charm seems to be running out with age. I think you meant to say that I am too young and that I, your darling wife and love of your life am far too beautiful to be an abuela".
"Me voy de buceo para tratar de la cámara bajo el agua nueva? Hay tanques y máscaras si quiere unirse a mí princesa?" Juan looked at his daughter as she and Brittany finally appeared looking decidedly un-rested after their two hour 'siesta'.
Santana looked quickly to Brittany before returning her attention to her father. "Sí papá" will there be los tiburones to photograph?"
Brittany kissed Santana softly on the lips "I'm going to just sunbathe for a while. Have fun". Looking around the blonde could see Santana's mother and Callie deep in conversation at the dining table, still enjoying the shade of the fly deck. Picking up a soft navy towel from one of the bench seats she made her way to the front of the boat where Arizona was sprawled out on the teak deck, with a content smirk on her face. Brittany shook the towel out and layed it down next to Arizona, positioning herself on her tummy, immediately revelling in the hot sun on her legs and back.
"Do you speak Spanish?"
Arizona looked over at the young blonde and smiled. "Not very well, why do you ask?"
"Santana says things in Spanish to me lots but I'm not very good and I don't think Mr Schue has taught us a lot of everyday words. I wandered if Callie talks to you in Spanish"?
"You could ask Callie to translate if you're not sure of what she is saying to you or I can have a go at translating if you can remember anything she says a lot". Arizona smiled warmly at Brittany as she dog-eared her page placed her book down on the deck before picking up a bottle of larger and taking a swig.
"oh dios, oh dios Britt, Cojeme Is what she says most".
Arizona quickly lost a chuckle that she had tried quite hard to keep from escaping, a spray of larger following as her eyes looked over to meet Brittany's.
"Should I maybe just ask her mum or dad, or even Mr Schue might know?"
Arizona hesitated slightly stammering over her response. "My Spanish isn't great but I don't think you should ask her parents to translate that sentence. I think anything she says to you in Spanish when you are, you know having alone time, you should probably either take as 'I love you' or ask her to translate after"
Brittany looked confused "Alone time?"
"You know when you're having fun maybe in your bedroom?"
"You mean when we are having sweet lady kisses and sweet lady lovin'?"
"Exactly, just think of it as an awesome compliment and don't worry too much".
Brittany nodded before resting her head on her arms. "I'm going to have a nap now cos I'm kinda tired after our 'sweet lady siesta'".
Callie and Arizona were the last to join the family on the terrace where they were to dine. Sitting next to each other at the large table they greeted Aria, James and their children as they had not yet arrived when they returned from their little boat trip.
A combination of being slightly tired from a hard day lounging at sea and pregnancy hormones meant Callie could no longer hold her tongue when she was faced with a hostile greeting from the Swift's.
"Aria, have I done something to upset you or offend you in some way?" Callie asked trying to keep her voice level.
"Not at all" came the cool reply as Aria took another sip of wine.
Brittany rescued the table from a thick silence with a quick anecdote from their day on the boat and the family's spirited and fun exchange with the party on board another large yacht 'Duck n Dive'.
The conversation continued on a jovial note, chatting about the photographs Santana and her father had taken on their dive and the sharks they had seen, Maria's impression of the old drunk man who was chatting to them when they came back into the marina, and the look on Arizona's face when Callie had 'accidently' pushed her in the sea. As the table, with the exception of James and Aria, roared with laughter Callie placed quick yet intense kiss on Arizona's lips, stopping the blonde from mock pouting at her girlfriend.
"Would you mind not doing such things in front of my children?" Aria snapped immediately. Callie, Arizona, the Lopez's and Brittany all looked at the Torres middle child with confusion.
"Enough Aria" Carlos said firmly shooting the women a glare that even his granddaughter would have been proud of.
"No Carlos, Aria and I do not what our children exposed to their behaviour. They are young and there is no need for them to have to witness their aunt doing anything like that with her, well with whatever she is to you" the direction of his comment moved to Callie.
"Do you mean my girlfriend James?" Callie asked slowly, anger building up in her eyes.
"We all know what the bible has to say on the subject and I'm sure Maria and Juan as well as your parents would rather be spared of your little display also".
"They only kissed" Brittany said quietly "I think they are super cute"
"Actually James, you couldn't be more wrong" Juan said coolly as he refilled his wine before leaning over and filling the glass of his mother-in-law.
"Si, Juan and I love Arizona and we couldn't be happier that Callie is starting a family with her".
James and Aria were both taken aback but Santana chimed in before they could say anything in response. "The bible is ambiguous at best on the subject of homosexuality and when you look at the text in its wider meaning and historical and cultural context it is extraordinarily selective to pull any form of homophobic message from it".
"Santana, you are very young. In Leviticus..."
"Don't come all old testaments on us James" Callie said, seething at her sister and brother-in-law "if we are taking Leviticus or Deuteronomy on word value nearly all of mankind is damned. Most of it is ludicrous for example Deuteronomy 25:11-12 'If a man gets into a fight with another man and his wife seeks to rescue her husband by grabbing the enemy's genitals, her hand shall be cut off and no pity shall be shown her'".
"If a man dies childless, his widow is ordered by biblical law to have intercourse with each of his brothers in turn until she bears her deceased husband a male heir". Maria joined with a passage that had first caused her to question aspects of the bible and start her religious scholarly pursuits.
Aria and James both stood up gathering their completely oblivious children. "We would rather neither of you have anything to do with our children while you are here".
"Tonto"Santana muttered before looking over at Brittany who gave her a quick nod. "If you don't want your children to have anything to do with Callie and Arizona because they are in a loving relationship then Britt and I will stay away from your kids also".
"If that's the case we will keep them away from you two as well".
"Hijo de puta" Santana said loudly surprising herself that she got a nod of encouragement from her parents as opposed to the usual reprimand.
Carlos stood up looking at the remaining guests with sorrow. "I will talk to you sister and ask her and James to apologise to you all tomorrow". As her began to walk around the table, offering his hand to his wife he paused looking between Maria and Callie. "I'm sorry we have been so bigoted and that we have set such an example. I can only say that missing the opportunity to watch Santana grow into such and beautiful and accomplished young women is punishment enough. Your mother and I will do everything we can to repay all the hurt we have caused over the years". Lucia and Carlos walked out and as he past the patriarch placed a soft hand on Brittany's shoulder. "Welcome to the family young lady".
Brittany was walking out of the en suite when a loud rap was heard. Juan stood smiling when the blonde opened the door and looked up. "I just came to check you girls are okay after all that happened today. Your mother is chatting with Callie and Arizona".
"Come in daddy" Santana called from the bed where she was perched, dressed in a short white silk nightdress, rubbing moisturiser into her arms.
Juan walked across the room and sat on the end of the bed. "Ignore Aria and James. They have always been closed minded. She has barely spoken to your mother since they were children just because we got married. Just remember your mother and I are very proud of you both".
Santana leant forward and gave her father a long hug, resting her head on his shoulder as a tear escaped.
"Now before I let you ladies get to sleep is there anything I can get you?"
"A bedtime story" Brittany said as she pulled back the bed covers and climbed in.
Juan chuckled but a quick look at his daughter who wasn't protesting or rolling her eyes made him nod in agreement. "Well it's been quite a few years since I had to tuck you too in with a bedtime story but let me see if I can remember one".
"Princea and the Duckling" Santana said as she curled into Brittany's shoulder both her hazel eyes and the blondes blue orbs trained on the older man.
"Okay, Princea and the Duckling. Let me see if I can remember how that one went. In a land far far away lived a beautiful Hispanic Princea Santana whose home was the largest castle in all the land. The castle had the highest, thickest wall with a wide moat running all the way around. Princea Santana was happy in her castle with no one but her staff to look after her. She had everything she could ever want but at night when she sat alone in her bed chamber she felt a large hollow ball grow in her tummy. She looked across the land out of the window in the tower but no matter how much she wanted a friend she knew there was no one who was strong enough or brave enough to get through the castles defences. Princea Santana's father the king was very worried about his daughter living all alone in the large castle and he prayed every night with the queen that one day his baby girl wouldn't be lonesome anymore more. One day a little duckling from a nearby lake landed on the moat. It was her first ever flight and her wings had got tired. Looking down at the water surrounding the large castle the little duck decided that she would stop and rest her weary wings. As the little duck swam around in the warm water she heard the most beautiful music drifting from the castle tower. The angelic voice of a girl singing floated through the air and the little duck was confused because it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard but also the saddest. Looking again at the window the little duck decided that she would fly high enough to clear the moat and to soar over the castle walls so she could find the little girl with the beautiful voice so they both could become the very best of friends..." Juan looked over at the two sleeping girls smiling to himself. When he first told them that story he was so happy that the highly strung Santana had made a true friend and he knew she would never be without friendship. Now looking at the two sleeping figures curled up together her was certain she would never be without love either.