"So she said what's the problem baby. What's the problem? I don't know, well maybe I'm in love," Brittany kissed each of Santana's knuckles and looked into her eyes passionately, "think about it everytime I think about it, can't stop thinking 'bout it,"

"I love you so much, have I ever told you that?" Santana asked as she smiled at the blonde lovingly.

"Maybe once or twice," giggled Brittany as she lay her head against Santana's chest taking pleasure in listening to her heartbeat, "I'm so proud of you,"

"Of me, why?"

"You came out," she smiled and listened deeply, bah-bum, bah-bum, bah-bum.

"So did you baby,"

"But I wasn't afraid to," bah-bum, bah-bum, "you were,"

"I'm proud of you too," feeling a kiss on her head she breathed in slowly, Santana had a way to make her feel things from such small gestures, "I love you,"

"I love you too," bum-bum-bum, it'd changed, "can I kiss you please?"

"When do you need to ask?" laughed Santana which made Brittany's head move slightly before she turned to kiss the Latina's full lips. Licking her bottom lip first, asking for entrance, Brittany one of the best kisses she'd ever kissed. These kisses she'd only ever given Santana, and only ever would. Now they were out at Glee club, she knew they'd soon be out in school and that only meant more time together, more relaxed time together.

"You're so amazing," said Brittany, "I love you I really do,"

"I feel like we're bordering on soppy, Britt," a pout sprouted on the blonde's face as Santana laughed, "but I like it," Santana rolled Brittany over and kissed her again. A smile spread over Brittany's face as Santana kissed her, feeling her hand under her back made her feel protected, like there was more to this than just simply kissing. Santana loved her and she didn't want anyone else to be kissing her but Brittany, "It's always been you Britt,"

…

"Girls are you coming down to eat?" Santana's Mom asked after entering the room, "Dinner's on the table anyway," she smiled and left the room. She wondered when Santana would talk to her about Brittany, she wasn't stupid, she knew what the girls were and she knew Santana hadn't been happier in her life than she had been the past few days. Wondering about the short footballer who'd been around the other day she began to laugh, what had her daughter been trying to prove? The amount of times Eva Lopez had walked in on her daughter and Brittany lying a little too close together on her bed, she thought Santana would have realised that not only did her mother know about their relationship, but that she didn't care. Even her oblivious father had figured out her sexuality little under a year ago. They loved her. No matter what.

Watching the couple walk to the table hand in hand, Eva smiled to her husband and Santana's brother, Darren, shot her a knowing look and began to snicker before earning a kick under the table from his father.

"What's for dinner?" asked Santana after flashing Darren an evil glare.

"Whatever it is smells lovely Eva," smiled Brittany sitting down in an empty chair next to Santana.

"Thank you Brittany, it's just a curry I whipped up, we were going to have Chinese but Darren forgot to pick up a leaflet on his way home from college,"

"Well done," laughed Santana before laughing at her brother, "well it looks lovely Mom. Should we dig in?"

"'Course, go for it," the dinner was lively in conversation and laughs, the five of them all got on very well, something both Brittany and Santana were glad about. Although Brittany knew Santana's family knew about their relationship, Santana couldn't see it and wasn't exactly sure when the right time to tell them would be. To try and prove her point, Brittany took it on herself to drop in little hints every now and then just to see what would happen. After all, she'd known these people almost her own life, it wasn't like they were going to just cast her out.

"So then Santana sung to me infront of the entire glee club and Blaine sang to Kurt and it was all very lovely, Kurt cried," she nodded keeping her eyes down on her curry the entire time. She could feel Santana looking at her and so she looked up. What greeted her didn't surprise her, but it did Santana. Eva was smiling at them and Marc, Santana's Dad, was trying his best not to laugh while Darren just shook his head clearly amused at the blonde. Little did he knew, she knew exactly what she'd just said.

"It, uhm, wasn't-"

"Santana, honey, don't bother," Eva leaned across the table and held her daughter's hand lovingly, "we know sweetie,"

"You," she coughed, "know what?"

"Told you," laughed Brittany.

"We know about you and Brittany," spoke Marc with a smile on his face, "it's OK Sanny,"

"Come on I go to college, you think I haven't seen people in love before let alone gay people in love," Darren laughed again before smiling toward Brittany, "it's cool to me and it's cool to Mom and Dad. I don't know why you tried to hide it so long. Oh and you're little 'boyfriend' he's gay too,"

"I knew that, that was kind of the point," Santana said coldly, "so you knew? For how long?"

"About two years," said Eva, nodding at herself before noticing her daughter's shocked expression, "oh your father hasn't known that long, maybe a year for him?"

"Yes about that, Valentines Day last year. You were angry, I knew that, and when I got back in from work late at night I came in to check on you, to see how you were feeling. You were passed out on the floor," Darren laughed before being told to shh from his mother and Santana simultaneously, "so I picked you up and tried to get you onto your bed. While I was doing that you woke up, still clearly drunk, and you asked me what I was doing. So I told you and you groaned, I asked why you were so upset and you said, and I quote, 'the girl I love is probably snuggling up to her stupid handy-capable boyfriend so I decided to snuggle up with my new boyfriend, Mr. Jack Daniels,"

"Oh San," Brittany rubbed Santana's hand while her girlfriend looked utterly mortified, she most definitely hadn't remembered that.

"So from then on I knew and I accepted it," Marc smiled and wrapped his arm around Eva while Darren was still trying his best not to burst from amusement, "will you shut up?"

"Sorry Dad it's just funny," getting four pairs of angry eyes forced his eyes back on his curry and he continued eating in silence.

"I can't believe you knew," Santana shook her head and began to giggle herself, "gosh Britt you really do know everything about people,"

"Told you," she repeated, keeping her hand on Santana's as she looked into her eyes which quickly turned from angry to confused and back to gushy in Brittany's gaze. Once everyone had finished eating, Brittany and Santana helped Eva with the washing up while Darren and Marc went to get on with some more work, something that had been tradition in the Lopez house. Eva washed in silence keeping an eye on the small interactions between the two girls, if you looked at them it'd be clear as day that they weren't just friends and that was without the obvious signs such as kissing or inappropriate touching. With them, you didn't need to see any of that, you just knew by looking at them blow suds or splashing each other that they loved one another.

As previously organised, Brittany stayed with Santana that night. To Santana's delight and surprise, the rules about the house hadn't changed at all. They still closed the door when they were in the bedroom and were still allowed to sleep in the same bed. She thought that at least they'd be asked to keep the door a jar, but no, nothing at all had changed.

"Come here baby," Brittany had sat down on Santana's bed five minutes earlier and just watched Santana pace around her room; picking things up and then putting them down in different places; choosing one pair of pyjamas and then another pair before deciding on wearing none at all; changing the song playing on her iPod five times. Santana did as she was told and lay down next to her girlfriend and hugged into the blonde's chest. It didn't take long for Brittany to realise she was crying, "baby? What's wrong? San?"

"I'm just... so happy," she looked up and Brittany and smiled, "I love you so much and my family don't hate me for it, it's just so amazing,"

"I know how you feel," smiled the blonde, "I told my Mom and Dad," she smiled bashfully, she hadn't been sure how she'd tell Santana.

"When? What happened?" Santana sat up and looked at Brittany in shock, how had Brittany managed to keep this from her?

"You know the other night when I came and snook into bed with you?" Santana nodded, "Well it was just before then. I'd been thinking about what we said about wanting to make us official and I thought that if I was asking you to come out, I should do the same. So I just told them, and they were fine,"

"That's it? They were just fine?"

"Yeah, San, they were fine. They said what your Mom and Dad said, that they knew and that it was OK. Apparently they accepted who I am a long time ago," Brittany shrugged and then pulled Santana to snuggle with her again. "Wow," breathed the Latina, running her long fingers through the blonde hair dispersed over her pillow, "so that's it? They are the only people we were worried about and they're fine so what's stopping us?"

"What's stopping us what, San?"

"What's stopping us being open with everyone?"

"Nothing, but are you sure, are you ready for that?" Santana smiled at the concern on Brittany's face as she kissed her lightly.

"For you, around me, all the time, I'm ready for everything,"

"I love you San,"

"I love you too Brittany, and I'm finally ready for everyone to know it," after pulling her and Brittany's top and skirts off, Santana turned the light off, shut the curtains and snuggled up into her girlfriend lovingly, "goodnight Britt."

"Night night San."