"School needs to be over." Santana groaned as she entered the Berry's living room. Rachel glared at her.

"Don't say those kinds of things in front of Ryder. He looks up to you and he's going to start going along with whatever you say. We can't have him already hating school." she scolded. Santana chuckled.

"He's not even paying attention, Ray." she said, gesturing to the boy, who was watching a movie pretty intensley. "Hey, Ry!" she called out.

"Shh!" Ryder hissed, glaring at the Latina before returning to his movie. Santana raised an eyebrow.

"Excuse me?" she said in a voice that meant seriousness. Ryder's head snapped up and his eyes widened.

"Sorry, Mama." he said immediately. Santana smiled.

"Much better." she said, turning back to Rachel, who was chuckling. "What? Boy's my son now. I can do that." she said.

"I know. You're really good with him." Rachel whispered. Santana smiled softly.

FLASHBACK

"Hey, Ry, Mommy and I have to tell you something." Santana said slowly, sitting down on the floor next to the boy. Rachel nodded, joining them.

"You love Santana, right?" the diva asked. Ryder nodded, climbing into his favorite cheerleader's lap. "How would you feel if Santana became your other parent? Like, if she was your mother as well as me?" she asked slowly.

"Aren't you already my Mama?" Ryder asked, looking up.

"Course I am, baby. Of course I am. But... Not everybody recognizes that I am. Like... If something bad were to happen to Mommy, you wouldn't automatically come to me just because I say that I'm your Mama." Santana explained.

"Oh... I want to go to you." Ryder said seriously. Santana smiled.

"I want you to come to me too, baby. To do that, I'd have to adopt you..." she said. Ryder had questions written all over his face. "Its this big, long process but it basically means that you would be my son too." she said.

"Yay!" Ryder exclaimed. The teenagers laughed.

"Is that a yes?" Rachel asked. Ryder nodded. "How would you feel if Santana and I were to get married someday?" she continued.

"Like Grandpa and Grandpa?" he asked. They nodded. "Cool!" he said.

END FLASHBACK

"What do you think will happen when we go to New York?" Rachel whispered. Santana looked over.

"What do you mean?" she asked slowly.

"What if he forgets who we are?" Rachel asked. Santana pulled the diva into her embrace.

"Baby, he won't forget who we are. We're his parents, he can't forget us." she assured the diva. Rachel shrugged. "Besides, there's a better chance of him forgetting me than there is of him forgetting you." she continued.

"Why would you even say that?" Rachel asked, looking up at Santana. Sanana shrugged.

"I mean, I've only been in his life for a little while. You've been with him his entire life." she explained.

"Santana, he loves you. You're his best friend and his Mama. I've never seen him warm up to anyone as fast as he did to you." Rachel said. Santana smiled softly. "So... Christmas break is coming up." she said, changing the subject.

"Yes, it is. My parents want to have Christmas together. They remembered that you and your dads celebrated Christmas as well as Hannukah." the cheerleader said. Rachel grinned.

"That sounds amazing." she replied.

"We can all just spend the night at my house since its big enough for everyone." Santana decided. Rachel chuckled.

"We'll see about that one. Its up to my dads." she said.

Santana woke up on Christmas morning alone. Rachel and her dads had taken Ryder to see Rachel's grandparents on Christmas Eve and had spent the night there, but were currently on their way back to Lima and would be at the Lopez house soon. Santana was disappointed that she wasn't there when Ryder had first opened presents, but Rachel and her dads had dropped off most of his presents before they left so that Santana and her parents could be there when he opened them.

"Santana! Open the door for your fiancee and son!" her mother said when the doorbell rang. Santana grinned and rushed to the front door.

"Mama!" Ryder said, running toward her.

"Hey baby boy!" she said, scooping the boy up into a hug. Rachel smiled at her. "Hey beautiful. You look amazing." Santana whispered, kissing the diva softly.

"So do you." Rachel said, stepping into the house as Santana greeted her fathers.

"Present time!" Ryder yelled.

"Ryder Daniel!" Rachel exclaimed, giving him a warning glare. Santana bit her lip. She still was too fond of scolding Ryder, especially in front of people, but when Rachel shot her a look that asked for help, she nodded.

"Ry, you'll get to open presents soon." she said sternly with an eyebrow raised.

"Okay." the boy said, frowning as Santana put him down.

"Apologize to Mrs. Lopez." Rachel said sternly. Ryder looked up.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Lopez." he said.

"Santi, you adopted this boy, right?" her mother asked. Santana nodded and her mother smiled. "Then he's my grandson. Call me Abueitla, nino." she said. He smiled.

"Okay!" he said.

"Mijo, go say hi to Abuelito." Santana said gently. The boy ran into the living room, squealing with excitement as he say the older Lopez.

"Rachel, there is one more present for you." Santana said softly after all the presents had been opened.

"Santana, you already gave me diamond earrings, a diamond bracelet, and a fantastic gold star necklace. I don't want anything else." Rachel said. Santana smiled and held up a box.

"Not even your engagement ring?" she asked. Rachel smiled. "I know we're already engaged, but we got so caught up in my adopting Ryder that I never gave you the ring." she said, putting the ring on Rachel's finger. "Perfect fit." she whispered.

"Just like us." Rachel whispered, kissing Santana.

"Rachel, did you give Santana her last present?" Bobby asked from across the room.

"My present? You already gave me mine." Santana said, confused. Rachel blushed and pulled a box out of her pocket, opening it to reveal a diamond ring. "Rachel." the Latina whispered.

"Every girl should be proposed to and get to wear an engagement ring. Its only fair that you do as well. I don't want you to miss out on that even though we're already engaged." the diva said, getting on one knee. "Will you marry me?" she asked softly.

"Of course I will, goofball." Santana said, kissing Rachel as the diva put the ring on her finger. "Its perfect. Just like the girl who gave it to me." she whispered, hugging the diva.

"I love you." Rachel said.

"I love you too." Santana replied.