Just want to say thank-you to all the readers that review, i'm glad you liked the proposal :) i hope you enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 10
The rain drops are cascading down the windows of Santana's range rover as the newly engaged couple make their way back into the city and back into reality, only now they wear big grins and a twinkle in their eyes.
After spending the night celebrating their engagement in their state of bliss and love it was now late morning and it had started to rain. They packed up the equipment before running back to the car in fits of giggles and laughter, deciding to head back into city.
Their hands clasped in the Latina's lap as Brittany absentmindly plays with their hands to the beat of the music on the radio. With a small cheeky smile on her face she leans over the console and starts to nibble a tanned ear and neck causing Santana to chuckle and flinch into the kisses.
"Babe…I'm gonna crash if you keep doing that," Santana counters light-heartedly and the blondes motions on her neck don't stop.
"Mmmm then I suggest you pull over," the blonde mumbles and continues her ministrations causing Santana to quickly contemplate her options and as she looks to the side of the road and then to the cars behind her who are a long distance behind, quickly making her decision she flicks on the indicator and swerves the car off to the side of the road before quickly turning it off and unbuckling her seat belt, diving over to straddle to blonde in the passenger seat who is laughing at the brunettes eagerness.
"You asked for it," Santana mumbles into the blondes mouth and leans down at the same time pulling on the lever to the side of the car seat and pulling it roughly which in turn jerks backward causing the brunette to fall more on top of Brittany, they both laugh and smile into the next kiss but Santana feels something different against her face and she cant help but pull away and look into the ocean blue eyes.
She reaches up to her own face and pulls Brittany's hand from her cheek brushing her thumb across the ring she had put on the milky coloured finger many hours ago, admiring the gentleness of the blondes hand and the sparkle that rests easily on her fourth finger.
"I'm so happy right now," Brittany quietly admits which earns a smirk from the brunette lying in between her legs.
"Me too Britt," Santana replies and presses a tender kiss to the swollen lips beneath her.
She then sits up from the blonde and grabs her hand pulling her into a sitting position, she then leans over and opens the car door with her other arm allowing the loud clapping sound of the rain to fill the car. Brittany looks confused at Santana and Santana steps out of the car letting the rain fall freely on top of her as she waits with a smirk holding her hand out for the blonde who has a small smile playing at her lips and grabs the brunettes hand allowing herself to be pulled into the pour of rain as well.
"What are we doing?" Brittany shakes her head and looks to Santana who holds her face up to the sky with her eyes closed allowing the rain drops to drop onto the tanned skin. She then looks back to the blonde and shrugs, grabbing Brittany's small waist and pulls her body into her own where she wraps her arms securely around and rests her forehead against the blondes. Remembering the first time they kissed in the rain and how far they have come now.
"Brittany! I'm sorry! Just let me in!" a seventeen-year-old Santana is standing in the front lawn of the pierces house yelling to the bedroom window of the silent blonde.
"I should've told you! Please just talk to me!" the brunette yells to her angry girlfriend who she knows is listening but is being stubborn. It was only an hour ago that the couple was happily watching a movie in Santana's bedroom until Brittany leant over to grab her drink on the nightstand where she saw the business card and appointment time for The Lima Plastic Surgery Practice with Santana's name written in bold letters.
Upon seeing the card she questioned the brunette who scolded herself for not putting the card away but remained unphased by the approaching appointment and shrugging saying it wasn't a 'big deal' she's just getting a two cup sizes bigger. So many thoughts flooded the blonde's brain and she couldn't handle the confusion so she took off hastily without a goodbye storming out of the Lopez house.
"I'm going to sit here until you talk to me Brittany! I'm not going anywhere!" Santana screamed to the second story of the house and was met with no response so she layed down the grass of the Pierce's front lawn crossing her legs and folding her arms across her chest, sheltering herself with the little warmth of her arms in the cold breeze.
An hour later and Paul Pierce's car pulls into the driveway and Santana who is laying in the same position turns her head to be met with a confused look from Brittany's father.
"whatcha doin there Santana?" Paul ask's through his deep voice curious as to why his daughters girlfriend is lying on his front lawn staring longingly at his daughter's bedroom window.
"Brittany is angry with me, AND I'M NOT MOVING UNTIL SHE TALKS TO ME!" Santana yell's the last bit so the blonde can hear her and Paul Pierce shakes his head at the brunette's behaviour. He then looks up to the dark cloud forming in the afternoon sky.
"Santana its going to rain…" he responds as he walks to the front door still shaking his head, Santana shrugs and he sends her a small smile before letting himself into the house but before closing the door he whispers, "an upset woman needs time…and flowers."
Santana chuckles but replies "thanks but I'm not moving Paul."
With that the man closes the door and walks up to Brittany's bedroom where he sees her lying on the bed clearly upset.
"You know there's a very persistent Latina lying on our front lawn refusing to move until you talk to her," he says as walks over to his daughter and kisses her on the forehead.
"Yeah I know," Brittany replies and lets out a long breath, Paul straightens one of the photo frames on his daughters dresser and gives her a tight lipped smile.
"Whatever she did…she looked very sorry," Paul adds and turns to walk out of the bedroom while Brittany sighs but remains on her bed making no effort toward the brunette stubbornly waiting outside her bedroom window.
It only talks about half an hour for the rain to come and it starts to pour. The blonde squeezes her eyes shut contemplating her options before huffing and climbing off her bed to move to the window where she sees the Latina still lying on the grass with her arms and legs crossed with wet clothes and wet hair.
Opening up the window in a hurry the blonde gets a gush of cold wind and she immediately feels bad for the Latina but has no intention of showing it.
"Santana you will get sick!" the blonde screams from her bedroom on the second story and Santana stays silent and shrugs her shoulders not caring.
Huffing and puffing the blonde slams the window shut and exits her bedroom running down the stairs sending loud thuds throughout the house, she flings the front door open and storms over to the brunette joining her in the down poor who is for a second shocked the blonde is coming her way so she quickly stands up ready to be attacked.
"WHY ARE YOU GETTING THEM?" Brittany yells over the loud clapping of the rain and tears are running down her cheeks, Santana had no idea this was the reaction she would get from her girlfriend and was at a loss for words.
Truthfully she didn't know why she was getting them; insecurity was what she would figure it to be.
"YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL HOW YOU ARE!" the blonde yells again, battling the loudness from the rain and Santana shrugs and stays silent like a puppy getting scolded for chewing a Jimmy Choo.
"Don't I make you feel beautiful?" Brittany shakes her head and stops yelling, this time speaking in her normal volume which was struggle for the brunette to hear so she steps closer to the blonde and shakes her head
"Of course you make me feel beautiful," Santana admits and runs her hand through her wet hair.
"Then why?" Brittany asks stepping closer so their noses are almost touching, her hair and clothes now as wet as Santana's, raindrops threatening to fall from the tips of the blondes eye lashes as well as making their lips glossy and silky from the water falling down their faces.
Santana's lack of response suggests to Brittany that she doesn't really know herself; she can just see the sorrow in the brunette's eyes and cups her girlfriend's cheek in an effort to comfort her.
"I don't want you to do this for me…because I love you just the way you are Santana, we watched that English show okay, I know that those men pressure their girlfriends into getting those massive boobs that look like they are going to explode, I don't want to be that pressuring hairy man who wears a gold chunky ring on my pinkie finger...i just…I want you to really think about it?" Brittany asks honestly and Santana nods sniffling her now runny nose, the blonde moves her hand to the back of a tanned neck and pulls Santana in for a chaste kiss, which turns into a heated kiss and they struggle to part, content In enjoying the warmth of each others tongues and lips moving in perfect rhythm as the rain falls freely onto their joined faces.
"I'm sorry," Santana whispers and Brittany nods acknowledging the brunettes apology
"WHAT IN GODS NAME ARE YOU FOOLS DOING! GET INSIDE BEFORE YOU GET HYPOTHERMIA!" Ava Pierce yells from the front door shaking her head at the two girls.
"I did get really sick remember?" Santana states shaking her head and Brittany laughs nodding before kissing the brunette sweetly, still obviously not learning their lesson as they currently stand under the falling rain.
"Do you regret it?" Brittany asks and Santana presses her lips tightly together considering her answer,
"Honestly?" Santana asks and Brittany nods her head
"Sometimes…but only because it reminds me of how insecure I was and how pressured I was by society to live up to this image that really wasn't me at all and I think you knew that all along…but I'm stubborn" Santana shrugs, "plus they are hot," she admits earning a giggle from the blonde who nods her head agreeing.
"Lets go home," Santana mumbles into the next kiss and Brittany agrees once again.
The rest of their Sunday they spend together, basking in the new feeling of being engaged, truthfully it wasn't that different to how they felt before it just felt somehow more special and they decided to celebrate, so on their way back into the city they stopped to the favourite Ralph's diner and ordered Brittany's waffle tower where they were engulfed in hugs and kisses by their friends from the restaurant.
Deciding to head back to the house to see if Jake had left it in one piece was a good idea because arriving there they saw two police officers knocking on the front door. Sending a worried glance over the console to her fiancé she parked the car in the driveway and they headed up the stoop where they got the police officers attention.
"Hello, Miss Lopez?" The burly police officer question and Santana furrows her brow in confusion
"Yes?"
"Hi, I'm officer Maxwell and this is my partner officer Morgan" the man gestures to his partner who is a tall red head female, "we are here looking for a Jake Parker, we understand you're his legal guardian as of recently?"
Alot of thoughts are currently running through the Latina's mind and she contemplates lying to the officers so she can talk to Jake first but being a lawyer that wouldn't look good so she nods.
"ahh yeah, is everything okay?" Santana questions and Brittany steps beside the brunette placing a hand on the small of her back to quell her worries.
"Everything is fine miss Lopez, we just have a few questions for Mr Parker." Officer Morgan adds with a small smile and Santana nods her head understandingly while Brittany grabs the keys and opens the front door.
Making their way into the lounge room Brittany offers the officers a drink to which they politely decline and Santana goes to the boy's bedroom.
She knocks on the door but there is no answer, so hesitantly she opens the door to find the boy laying on his bed with his head phones blaring while he sketches in his visual diary, immediately seeing the motion is his room he looks up and sends a huge smile toward the Latina who's face doesn't look as happy, slowly taking out his ear phones as he has noticed the Latina's not so happy mood.
"Oh no…she said no?" he asks shocked, thinking the brunette's mood had to do with the proposal.
"She said yes," Santana admits and he looks at her confused.
"Why don't you look happy about that?" he asks in response and she shakes her head,
"I'm extremely happy about that…what I'm not so happy about is the two police officers sitting in our lounge room waiting to question you," Santana comments and Jake's eyes go wide before closing his diary and standing up shaking his head.
"What for?"
"You tell me," Santana responds and the boy looks confused so without any further conversation he makes his way out to the lounge room where he is greeted by the officers and takes a seat on the couch like they asked him to, Santana and Brittany stand behind the couch and the officers are sitting on two chairs facing Jake.
"Mr Parker are you aware that at approximately 10.45 last night Mr. Richards, your former foster parent who you are currently filing a law suit against was murdered?" Officer Maxwell asks the young boy who is listening intently, Jake's eyes widen at the information and he is rendered speechless.
Santana covers her mouth with one hand masking the shock on her face and Brittany's expression is much of the same.
The boy shakes his head finally responding to the news, "no I uh didn't know that."
The officer nods his head before continuing, "Now Mr Parker, is it fair to say that you and Mr Richard's relationship was how do we say…strained?"
"If strained is a different way of saying he beat the shit outta me with a baseball bat every night then yes our relationship was strained…are you saying?"
"So you admit you had a motive," Officer Maxwell responds
"what…no…your putting words in my mouth," Jake shakes his head
"Mr Parker where were you last night at 10.45?" The red head gets to the point
"Jake you don't have to answer that yet," Santana's informs him remembering she is his lawyer and Jake nods his head still in shock.
"As Jake's guardian and lawyer I suggest you stop with the interrogation and come back when you have a warrant and some real detectives," Santana's protective instinct interrupts the officers questioning and she walks toward the front door swinging it open gesturing for the officers to get out, so they do.
Closing the door behind them she turns to see an upset Jake sitting on the couch with his face in his hands. Brittany and Santana share a knowing look and Brittany moves to sit next to him on the couch, she places a comforting hand on his back and he moves his face out of his hands to gauge the women's reactions, seeing caring faces not angry ones.
"You know I didn't do it right?" Jake states his voice not as deep as normal
"Of course," Brittany replies and gives him a tight lipped smile
"Santana?" Jake looks to the Latina who just nods in return
"I know," she comforts and Jake releases a slow breath.
"I'm going to go to jail, they are going to pin me…I'm the delinquent angsty teen getting revenge," Jake shakes his head in disbelief "I thought everything was finally happening for me, you know? You guys came along and finally everything was perfect, I have a bed, food, a job…friends…and now…" The young boy doesn't get to finish his sentence because a wracked sob escapes his lungs and he begins to cry.
"Hey we will get you a defence attorney okay there's no way we are letting them pin you for this okay? Everything will be fine." Santana tries her best at giving the boy comforting words while Brittany rubs soothing circles on the boys back.
After a little while of trying to quell the boy's nerves he decided to go to bed early stating he wasn't hungry and had a big day tomorrow, being his first day of work, the couple sent him reassuring smiles but didn't hide the worried expressions.
Once the boy was in his room Santana stood up looking for the tv remote, finding it she switched it on but remained standing in front of the screen immediately going to the tv planner where shows were recorded, going to the last watched tv show it read:
Channel Studio: "the next great artist", last watched at 10.32 pm oct 26
Releasing a slow relieved breath she falls back onto the couch next to Brittany who can now see the screen and what it was Santana was doing.
"you believe him right?" Brittany questions and Santana looks to her
"I just had to make sure," she shrugs and Brittany nods her head understandingly
"this is so not how I wanted to spend tonight," Santana admits and Brittany releases a long breath and gives her a sympathetic look.
"what are we going to do?" Brittany asks and Santana pulls the blonde to sit across her lap, she locks their hands and idly plays with the long fingers admiring the silver ring.
"We are going to be there for Jake, I'm going to talk to some people and get it all sorted and everything will be fine, we know in our hearts that that boy is not a murderer so we are going to fight for him, okay? He just needs someone on his side for once…" Santana says shaking her heard in sympathy for the boy.
"Okay," Brittany complies and gives the brunette a chaste kiss on the lips.
Monday comes and goes quickly, Jake pushes his emotions of the previous day aside in order to have a successful first day at the magazine, which he does. The head of public art is impressed with his knowledge of art and sees great potential in the young boy, Quinn watches out for him and they spend lunch together getting to know one another.
Santana spends her day in the office contacting Defence attorneys and she surprisingly gets a call from NYPD to question herself about the boy, she answers all the questions truthfully, of course leaving out the part of Jake carrying a handgun and calls Brittany immediately to warn her that they might call her as well.
When Santana arrives home the house is in a frantic State as at least 6 officers are turning the place upside down, Brittany and Jake are sitting at the kitchen table watching the havoc around them in discomfort and shock, Santana walks in and is greeted by Officer Maxwell with a piece of paper declaring they have a search warrant, the Latina snatches the paper and walks into her disheveled home.
Officers are walking through the house lifting up the couches, opening cupboards, and flipping through photo albums.
"Hey! What the fuck will you find in my parents wedding album?" Santana snarls to an officer and snatches the small album out of the rookie's hands as she walks passed and into the kitchen finding an emotionless Brittany and an upset Jake.
"They just barged in and started turning stuff upside down," Brittany says when she sees Santana and forgets to greet the Latina
"I know…they have a warrant Britt," Santana replies sending a sympathetic look to Jake and throws the piece of paper on the table releasing a long breath of air.
"Miss Lopez, I'm going to need you to open this safe," Officer Maxwell's deep voice interrupts them and he places a large safe on the dining room table, Brittany's eyes widen and Santana walks over to the safe typing in the the wrong combination
"hmmm it doesn't seem to be working officer," Santana states mockingly and the officer rolls his eyes
"Okay we'll do it the hard way…Hernedez! Get it here!" Maxwell yells and not long after a short Hispanic cop walks into the dining room with lock cutters.
Maxwell juts his head toward the safe gesturing for the young cop to cut it open who nods and brings the big tool to the coded lock on the door of the metal safe cutting the lock off in one big fluid motion.
Maxwell opens the door and pulls out everything one by one inspecting the items attentively. He pulls out Brittany's diamond earrings and places them on the table, two big wads of cash and sending a look toward Santana, "there must be a couple of grand here," Maxwell states flipping through the folded bills.
"Wow detective you're really onto something," Santana bites back and Maxwell puts the cash down continuing the process. The next thing he pulls out is a naked polaroid photograph of Brittany lying on a bed blowing a kiss, he wiggles his eyebrows at the blonde who scrunches up her face in disgust and Santana snatches the Polaroid out of his hand shoving it in her back pocket, the man laughs and pulls out the next item this time it's a framed news paper article of Santana's father, it's about Emilio saving a strangers life after witnessing a car accident, he puts the frame down and ruffles through the rest of the belongings and Brittany furrows her brows when he closes the door stating there's nothing in there, she looks to Santana confused because the last times she checked the safe there was the small black handgun staring back at her but now it was no where to be found.
"Okay we are done here…but we will be back so don't get to comfortable," Officer Maxwell states and Santana scoffs in response
"Is that a threat Officer Maxwell?" she replies and the man sends her a tight lipped smile that Santana would be happy to smack off him
"Not a threat…just a warning."
And with that the officers cleared out of the property leaving the three to release relieved breaths Jake shakes his head
"this is all my fault…I shouldn't of let you take me in, this would have never of happened!" he says standing up out of his chair and Santana pushes him down on the shoulder for him to sit back down
"Jake…it doesn't matter ok, they didn't find anything, they have nothing on you!" Santana replies and the boy still looks upset
"I don't understand…" Brittany shakes her head "where's the gun? And that weed from the lake house Santana?" Brittany questions and the last bit of the question peeked Jake's interest.
"Weed?" he asks incredulously
"None of your business," Santana points to the boy and looks back to Brittany
"I knew they would come with a search warrant so I took care of it last night…the gun, not the weed…they must of missed that" Santana states looking into the safe and nodding once she sees the brown bag.
Brittany breathes out a relieved breath of air and stood up from her spot and started to pack things away that had been left askew, Santana watched her for a second before helping and then Jake stood up and started to help as well.
Silently they transformed the house back into the home it was and not the disheveled disarray it was left as.
Santana had decided while cleaning up that this was the extent that her family would be put through, she wasn't going to stand by and watch them pin the very boy who she had taken such a caring too and she wasn't going to let them upset her fiancé, so stating they needed bread and milk for the morning she left the house with no questions asked.
Driving for about 20 minutes she pulls her range rover to the curb and looks across the street checking the address is the right one written on the torn piece of paper she had in her hand. Turning the car off she gets out and locks the doors before crossing the road and walking up the path way to a decent looking house. The garden is a little over grown and there is an eerie feeling that creeps through Santana skin but she knocks anyway and not a minute later the door is open and she is greeted by a woman, tear stains down her cheeks, bags under her eyes but what Santana noticed most of all was the emptiness in the woman's expression.
"I'm sorry…do I know you?" the woman's quiet voice startled Santana from her leering and she shakes her head
"Oh umm I'm sorry no you don't know me…I uhhh I am Santana Lopez, Jake Parker's Guardian," Santana states and it is obvious the woman is uncomfortable at this information
"I'm sorry you have to go," the woman starts to close the door but Santana shoves her arm against the door stopping her from closing it
"Mam I'm not going anywhere until you talk to me," Santana states confidently and the woman looks defeated, stopping her pressure on the door and closing her eyes before releasing a long breath and opening the door for Santana, who presses her lips tightly together giving the woman a grateful nod.
They move into the dark house, the curtains are drawn and there's a musky smell throughout which Santana ignores and follows the woman to the lounge room where she notices the bunches of flowers and condolence cards, swallowing the lump formed in her throat as the lady gestures for Santana to sit.
Santana takes a seat but remains on the edge of the couch not getting too comfortable in the miserable looking house.
"Mrs. Richards, I think you know why I am here," Santana states and there is no response from the woman so she clears her throat before continuing.
"I am going to be completely honest with you," Santana says in a calm voice and the woman slightly nods, "you don't have to say anything, I am just going to talk and then I am going to leave okay?" the brunette questions the lady who swallows visibly and nods again.
"I know exactly what used to happen in this house. Not only Is Jake living with me but I am his lawyer so I know everything," Santana begins and finds herself easing into what she is about to say to this woman, "Jake Is good kid, I know that and you know that, he has a big heart and for someone who has never been exposed to love he sure knows how to show it," Santana breathes in deeply as she holds eye contact with the woman sitting across from her, "now I haven't known him for very long but I do love him and so does my partner…Mrs Richards this young boy is going to go to jail for something he didn't do," Santana's words are strong and confident and are clearly affecting the woman who looks to be struggling to hold her emotions in, "he will spend the rest of his life in a concrete 2 by 2 cell…probably never have a family, never experience love, never get a chance to make something of his life," Santana shakes her head "Jake is a good kid Mrs Richards and if you let them take him away from us it makes me Question what kind of mother you are," Santana looks to the photo frame that holds a school photo of a little girl and a small Rest in Peace engraved into the wood. Mrs Richards lets a stray tear fall down her cheek as she looks to the photo as well and Santana stands up before pressing her lips together, "thank you for your time."
With that the Latina leaves the tense house feeling like a tonne of bricks has been lifted from her shoulders and spends the rest of her night laying sleepless next to the taller girl, content to just watch as languid breaths release from the prettiest lips as sleep takes over Brittany's lithe body. Curling up to the blonde and placing her hand over her heart she feels a sense of comfort wash through her as she feels the consistent beat of Brittany's heart against her palm in sync with her own.
She lays awake for the whole night, hoping and praying that her words affected the woman enough to tell the truth. Thinking back to what she said Santana feels a sense of pride, Santana knew that one day her and Brittany would be mothers what she didn't realise until earlier was that they already were, just in a different form.
She knew that she wanted nothing more then to love and protect this Boy just like any mother would their child. How could she feel this strongly toward him after knowing him for a week, Santana didn't even know but if you asked Brittany she would say they were meant for each other much like herself and Santana. Things happen for a reason, Jake walked into that office for a reason and he happened to be at the station for a reason and the reason being they needed each other.
Jake needed someone to look out for him and Santana and Brittany were there to do it.
Tuesday comes and goes. They spend the day in their normal routines; Jake's second day of work is harder then the first but he copes well and completes all the work to his boss' standards with pats on the back. even making a couple of friends along the way. He learns to push his worries about the case aside for the day and spends the night sleeplessly tossing and turning.
Wednesday morning Jake forces himself out of his bed, showering and getting dressed, packing his back pack with the camera Quinn gave him as well as his visual diary and a sound recorder and he is ready for work.
Walking out into the kitchen he is met with Santana who is dressed for work and Brittany in her pyjama's who are having an intimate moment and haven't recognised the young boys presence yet so he coughs and Santana quickly scrambles down from the kitchen bench pushing Brittany out from between her legs awkwardly.
"oh good morning, didn't see you there," Santana awkwardly says and Jake laughs
"Calm down Santana…it is your house," he winks to her and opens the fridge door to get out some milk to pour into his cereal
"Right, well its still awkward so I'm gonna go downstairs and get the paper," Santana states and Brittany rolls her eyes to Jake
"don't forget to give the coupons from the inside to Mr Wong next door!" Brittany yells out to Santana who two seconds later walks back into view
"you give the asian man next door our coupons?" Santana asks with a small smile playing at her lips to which Brittany just shrugs
"we don't use them, and I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm Brittany spears,"
Santana shakes her head wandering how it is possible to keep falling more in love with blonde as she walks out the front door.
"Is it because you told him you were Brittany spears?" Jake asks through a mouth full of fruit loops and Brittany scoffs before nodding her head.
"Maybe."
One minute later the front door is swung open and the small Latina runs into the kitchen where Brittany and Jake look up from their breakfasts confused, the Latina throws the paper on the table and the black bold words are easily readable from both of their positions.
"Domestic Violence victim confesses to killing husband in act of self defense."
Jake's eyes widen and he grabs the paper to get a better look. There on the front page of their local paper is a picture of his previous foster parents and an article, quickly scanning over the words he closes his eyes in relief and drops the newspaper to the table releasing a slow long breath.
Santana and Brittany share big smiles and Jake shakes his head is disbelief.
"I cant believe it," Jake says getting up and happily hugging the small Latina who is also a little bit surprised that her visit actually worked but keeps that from the two happy faces smiling back at her.
Brittany and Jake hug and he grabs his back pack yelling have a good day before practically skipping out of the house, leaving Brittany and Santana alone in the kitchen.
Santana wipes the corner of her eye with a bent finger and Brittany walks toward her with a knowing smile.
"Whatever you did…thank you." Brittany whispers right before kissing the brunette chastely on the lips and Santana smirks before bending down and hooking an arm under the blondes legs picking her up off her the ground earning a small squeal from Brittany and walking toward the staircase carrying her bridal style.
"Santana there is no way you can carry me up these stairs!" Brittany laughs and Santana hoists her further up the stairs, stopping halfway for a second of rest earning laughter from Brittany and words of encouragement before continuing all the way up the stairs and into their bedroom where she finally throws the blonde on the bed and falls on top of her straight after.
"I'm definitely not as strong as what I used to be," Santana breathes out as she kisses the blondes neck and Brittany shakes her head
"I think you're stronger," the blonde responds and Santana understands the double meaning in her fiancés words.
Sharing a loving look before their lips meet and they express the gratitude they have for each other in this moment.
"You're gonna...be...late…for work," Brittany mumbles between heated kisses worried that Santana will get told off but enjoying the touches along her stomach as Santana is slowly pulls Brittany's t-shirt up to bunch under her breasts.
"I don't care," Santana breathes out when their lips part to happy to bother about arriving to work on time even though she knows it will look bad being a junior lawyer Brittany pulls her t-shirt off the rest of the way mentally pushing back her exercise schedule as its her day off and usually goes to the gym.
"We will be so quick," Santana says unbuttoning her own shirt hastily and Brittany laughs as she slips out of her own pyjama shorts and under wear.
"Going from the most romantic weekend ever to quickies on a Wednesday morning before work…I love it," Brittany pulls the now naked Santana back onto the bed and they start furiously making out.
Santana sits up knowing the quickest way for both of them to get off is to scissor, so she positions one of her legs over Brittany's leg and pulls the blonde closer to her so their centres meet in the middle, both women moaning at the feeling of their hot, wet pussy's touching.
Not wasting any time they find a rhythm that will satisfy each other quickly and their panted breaths mix in the small space between their mouths as the their forehead's rest against one another's and rock their bodies into each others clits.
Their body's move in sync, the wetness from each other's centres allowing them to move more freely and easily on each other searching for that release.
Santana is the first to reach her peak and she moans Brittany's name into her neck as she comes hard and Brittany doesn't last much longer when she feels the hot juices pour out of Santana and onto her own pussy, letting the waves of pleasure over take her as she bites down on her bottom lip and a strangled scream escapes her lungs.
Restless they both fall backwards on opposite sides with their legs entangled in the middle.
"Geez, quickies really require a lot of energy," Santana states factually and Brittany laughs kicking the side of Santana's bum
"probably because you're old now," Brittany responds playfully and Santana lifts her head so Brittany can see her obvious offended expression.
"If I'm old you're old," Santana replies letting her head fall back to the bed
"Maybe ill take a sick day," she adds and Brittany kicks her again,
"Get up! Go to work! Bring home my bacon!" Brittany playfully yells earning laughs from the brunette
"You don't even like bacon," Santana replies humorously as she untangles her legs and gets up from the bed
"Nooo I was joking! Come back…take a sick day," Brittany pouts and Santana walks into the bathroom where she grabs a baby wipe and cleans her leg and centre as she has no time for another shower but doesn't want to spend the rest of the day smelling Brittany on herself although she would like to it would be way too distracting. Santana walks back into the room seeing the still pouting face and picks up her clothes from the floor quickly pulling a fresh pair of panties from the draw.
"Don't give me that look you know I cant handle it!" Santana points to Brittany's pouting face and Brittany slyly turns it into a smirk.
"Okay I know that's not fair to you…but I'll miss you…" she says sweetly and Santana walks over to the blonde while buttoning up her shirt and gives her a few pecks and cutely bops her on the nose.
"Okay I really have to go now," Santana says before she leans down for their last kiss
"Okay ill see you later," Brittany sighs and Santana fixes her hair in the mirror
"Oh when can we tell our parents?" Brittany adds while she admires the sparkling ring on her finger and Santana shrugs
"I was thinking when they all come for thanksgiving next month?" Santana replies and Brittany nods her head agreeing wanting to see their reactions in person.
"But Maribel is so sneaky on the phone…she has a sixth sense babe," Brittany states with wide eyes and Santana chuckles
"Well then I suggest you refrain from the daily calls…"
"I can't not answer your mothers calls," Brittany dead pans and Santana rolls her eyes
"Trust me, it's easy," Santana says still looking at herself in the mirror fixing her mascara and Brittany shakes her head at the brunette's words but doesn't say anything as she doesn't want to start a fight and leave it unfinished because Santana has to go to work, so they say goodbye and the Latina leaves the house running half an hour late not really caring because she is too over the moon about the good news.
When she gets to work she arrives just in time for the meeting called by the senior partner of the firm and no one noticed she was running late except for her receptionist, Linda.
The rest of her day goes brilliantly and on her way home she stops at the grocery store buying bread, milk, cereal because Jake eats about a box a day, and a small bunch of flowers for Brittany for no reason in particular just because.
Walking through the door she throws her keys on the side table and slips out of her heels walking into the kitchen where Brittany is cooking Santana's favourite spaghetti sauce.
"Mmmm smells delicious," Santana says as she drops the brown paper bags on the kitchen bench and grabs the bunch of flowers taking it to a grinning Brittany watching her from the stove.
"Thank you," Brittany whispers before their lips meet and she pulls away to smell the white roses, "what are these for?" she then questions and Santana shrugs in response
"I felt a bit bad that I didn't stay and cuddle this morning," Santana replies sheepishly and a loud laugh interrupts the couple and they turn around to see Quinn and Jake standing in the opening of the kitchen
"People would seriously not believe me if I told them what THE Santana Lopez just said," Quinn said as she is opening the cupboard for a glass to have a drink of water and Santana rolls her eyes in response as Brittany ignores the comment and goes about putting her flowers in a vase.
"Why wouldn't they believe that?" Jake questions who is obviously now used to seeing the brunette be her sweet self toward a certain blonde and Santana looks pointedly to Quinn who rolls her eyes.
"because Santana is a bad ass," Quinn states mockingly and Jake scoffs
"she isn't a bad ass Jake," Brittany adds and Santana shakes her head
"I'm totally a bad ass," Santana pretends to throw a quick punch to Quinn who flinches and spills a bit of her water, "see," she adds looking proud of her self and Quinn scowls at her and Jake laughs heartily.
"hey bad ass, set the table," Brittany says with her back to the brunette as she stirs the pot and starts to boil the pasta. Santana rolls her eyes and grabs the plates and cutlery immediately setting the table.
"So how's the newly engaged couple?" Quinn asks wiggling her eyebrows and the couple both share a big smile but before they can answer Quinn starts to fake gag, "actually don't answer that…my gag reflex isn't good today."
"Why?...Berry make you go down on her?," Santana jokes forgetting the young boy is in the room earning a glare from the blonde
"Santana!" Brittany scolds and rolls her eyes
"oh please! he's a 17 year old male...he knows much worse...Sorry Jake," Santana ends up apologizing once Brittany gives her a pointed look and the boy just looks more amused then anything and Brittany's smile is returned.
"You want to stay for dinner Quinn?" Brittany asks sweetly and Quinn puts her glass in the sink shaking her head
"No thank you, was just dropping off Jake, and I have to go pick Beth up from ballet, she's staying the night at ours," Quinn admits with a happy smile and Brittany shares the sentiment.
"oh I have something for her!" Brittany remembers "give me a sec," she adds and Santana stops her
"ill get it babe," Santana says climbing up the stairs already and going into Brittany part of the cupboard pulling out the small tutu and bringing it back down the stairs to a smiling Quinn and Brittany. She passes it over to the shorter blonde who looks so happy.
"wow! Its so cute!" Quinn states giddily and Brittany nods agreeing
"That was my first tutu when I started ballet, I was younger and a bit smaller then Beth but I reckon it will fit her, its elastic," Brittany responds showing Quinn that it stretches and fits all.
"Britt it's beautiful." Quinn says and Brittany rolls her eyes trying not to get emotional as she shakes her head
"But what about when you guys, you know…don't you want to keep it to give to them?" Quinn questions and surprisingly Santana answers,
"Oh please there are like 10 pairs of ballet slippers and leotards in that closet, we can start a friggen dance academy," Santana replies which is her round about way of saying 'of course you can have it' and Brittany's eyes widen in excitement.
"We should totally do that San," Brittany says and Santana laughs shaking her head but dead pans when she notices the look of seriousness in Brittany's expression.
"We'll figure that out later Britt," Santana says and Jake makes a background whipping noise as he impatiently spoons out a mouthful of pasta sauce into his mouth as Brittany bats him away from the stove telling him to wait 5 more minutes.
"Anyway, I appreciate it," Quinn presses her lips together and gives the taller blonde a kiss on the cheek and gives Santana a punch on the arm.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow night at the show," Quinn starts her goodbyes looking at the time "and I'll see you" she says looking to Jake "tomorrow morning, just come straight to my office and we will start a word document for the piece you researched today,"
Jake nods appreciatively and Quinn leaves the happy little family tutu in hand to enjoy their meal.
The next few weeks pass by in the blink of an eye. They spend the weeks in their own individual routines but enjoying each others company when they all get home and have dinner.
Any outsider looking in would see the dynamic and think it was weird. Were they mother figures for Jake or were they friends giving the boy a helping hand. Jake's friends he had made through the magazine which he had made effortlessly started calling them his 'frothers', they couldn't understand the relationship he had with them combining the words friend and mothers because sure they were protective and loving like mothers but they were also care free and treated him like an adult like friends would, which Jake appreciated.
After working and starting to save a little bit of money he insisted he pay 50 dollars a week as rent money to the couple and they accepted the money wanting him to feel as though he contributes and is not a hassle to have around the house, especially when things need to be fixed which Brittany took advantage of as soon as she found out the boy could use a hammer and fix a broken pipe.
Jake being swamped with responsibility and working finds himself looking forward to the thanksgiving break but also nervous to meet Santana and Brittany's families. Brittany had warned him that they would be a little intense and to avoid Santana when she is looking stressed, which Jake agreed to as soon as Brittany said 'for your own safety'.
The couple on the other hand have no apprehensions for the young boy meeting their families, of course they already informed them all about Jake and how he came about living with the two not wanting Ava and Maribel to interview him during their turkey dinner.
Apart from Christmas this was Brittany's favourite time of the year and she had more to look forward to this year because they would be telling their families of their recent engagement. So with a big smile she walks down the vegetable aisle of the grocery store with Santana and a trolley in tow. It's the Wednesday night before their family would be arriving on the Thursday morning for the thanksgiving dinner on the thursday night and Jake and Santana had cleaned out Rachel's old bedroom upstairs earlier in the evening for Maribel, and the Pierces' would be staying in a hotel in the city, also joining them for dinner is Rachel and Quinn as Rachel's dad's were going away on some cruise around the Bahamas and Quinn's relationship with her mother has been strained ever since being in a relationship with a female.
So now that is why Santana is pushing a shopping trolley behind the tall blonde openly staring at the perfect ass in the tight black exercise leggings as she reaches for the better brand of cranberry sauce a bit higher on the shelf.
"Was it this one? or this one?" Brittany stands there holding two different brands of cranberry sauce in each of her hands looking from left to right, when she doesn't get a response from Santana she turns around to see her fiancé blatantly staring at her bum.
"Santana! Concentrate!" Brittany shakes her head and turns fully around holding the two cans of sauce in front of Santana forcing the brown eyes away from her ass and to look at the objects in her hands.
Santana rolls her eyes "you shouldn't of worn those exercise leggings if you needed me to concentrate, and it would really help if you stopped treating this place like a friggen yoga centre…your bending and stretching way to much for my brain to handle," Santana whispers the last part and Brittany puts both of the cans in the trolley that is half full of other foods already.
"Santana for god sakes compose yourself, I knew wearing these would distract you but all my other sweats were in the wash, plus you get turned by the weirdest things I mean I still don't know what it is about me brushing my teeth…" she admits and walks further down the aisle continuing her shop for the next item on the list and Santana follows leaning her forearms on the trolley handles immediately resting her gaze back on the blondes bum as she lazily pushes after her.
"I'll never tell you," Santana smirks cheekily and Brittany rolls her eyes in response.
"What about that time in high school you got so turned on by me washing the neighbours dog you practically mounted me in their laundry," Brittany stated with a chuckle as she reached for some fresh herbs and Santana furrowed her eyebrows.
"Oh my god…do I have a problem? Is there such thing as being too horny? Should I see a doctor?" Santana says worriedly to Brittany who laughs but then see's the seriousness in Santana's face and immediately throws the basil and rosemary into the trolley giving a tight lipped smile to the smirking middle aged man who clearly overhead Santana's mini freak out walking passed.
"Santana with your horny teenage boy ways and my extreme energy levels I think we make the perfect match," Brittany whispers as she steps closer to the troubled looking Latina who feels a great level of comfort from the blondes words and gives her a small smile in return, "plus it totally makes me feel good about myself," Brittany admits shrugging and giving the Latina a small peck.
"Really?" Santana asks now with a bright smile taking over and Brittany rolls her eyes
"Of course, but please can you concentrate for like half an hour so we can get this done and then when we get home I promise I will rock your little teenage boy mind before a long few days with no sex," Brittany says and Santana's face that was holding a large grin dropped at the end of the blondes sentence.
"What!?" Santana questions and Brittany is back to looking at her list and searching the items in front of her
"Babe you know the walls upstairs a paper thin, i'm sure your mother wont appreciate us having sex in the next room," Brittany says and Santana rolls her eyes
"My mum know's we have sex Britt," Santana states factually and Brittany nods her head agreeing.
"She doesn't need to hear it though," Brittany adds throwing items into the trolley, "it's only four days…we've gone four days before."
"Yeah that was before we both started taking the pill because we couldn't wait for a week…we were just lucky our time of the month was in sync," Santana replied shaking her head at the memories of when they couldn't have sex for one week for every month.
"Okay what about recently when your dad passed away?" Brittany states confident that she is right and Santana shakes her head 'no'
"I remember a certain visit in the shower," Santana says as she jokingly closes her eyes pretending to remember the exact circumstance
"Oh yeah," Brittany breathes out, maybe this would be harder then she thought it would because truthfully yes Santana is known to be the hornier one of the two but of course Brittany gets just as horny she just can hide it when its clearly inappropriate like at a grocery store where families are.
"I have the perfect solution," Santana states smacking the blonde playfully on the bum as she bends down to pick up tofu for Rachel.
"Oh yeah what's that? And I'm not being gagged; you know that makes me dry reach," Brittany states and an old woman frowns toward Brittany who mouths a sorry before turning to Santana making a 'woops' face, Santana chuckles and shakes her head
"No, we can just have shower sex," she whispers wiggling her eyebrows up and down to the blonde who is clearly contemplating the suggestion much to Santana's excitement
"Okay," Brittany complies before dropping the tofu in the trolley and walking ahead of the grinning brunette who is a little surprised at how easy it was convincing the blonde, and once again the Latina's gaze falls to the perfect buns in front of her and not the ones on the grocery aisle shelf.
thank you for reading :) please review!
next chapter is thanksgiving!
what are you looking forward to?
PM me any thoughts and ideas for my story i greatly appreciate hearing your responses to the chapters :)
sorry for the lack of Faberry, this is Mainly Brittana though with occasional faberry!
also i'm Australian and we don't celebrate thanksgiving so i am mainly going off what i see in movies!