Ok wow, so this is the very last chapter and I can't believe it's over. To be honest I'm not entirely happy with how I've ended it but I hope you all will be pleased.

On another note I want to thank each and every one of you who have been reading this fanfic and enjoying it. Your support has been amazing and I've loved all the feedback:)

This chapter is a long one!

I hope you enjoy it:)

After they arrived back home in Lima everything happened so quickly. Graduation quickly came around. Santana had spent days trying to convince Brittany that they didn't have to go, that she didn't care about dressing up in some ugly robe and getting a piece of paper with her name on it. Of course she kind of did want to go, but she didn't want Brittany sitting in the stands and dwelling on the fact that she wasn't graduating. Even with this new and exciting life in front of them, she just didn't want Brittany leaving Lima with regrets. She was quite happy to skip it and spend the day with her girlfriend outside of school.

But she should have known that Brittany would get her way eventually.

Just when Santana thought she had succeeded, she walked out of the shower one morning to find a bright red robe neatly laid out on her bed with a matching cap, and a little note that said:

You deserve this San, I can't wait to be in the stands today and cheer on my amazing Girlfriend.

Love Brittany xx

Santana did have to admit, putting on that robe felt damn good, she even managed to look hot in the little hat.

When she arrived at school all the graduates had to stay out in the halls until their name was called. Miss Pilsbury was supposed to be in charge of crowd control and keeping them quiet, but everyone was too excited about the summer and next year and College to even listen to the small quiet woman. The halls were filled with people jumping from one group to the next to tell everyone their plans for the year ahead. Some were really cool and interesting, and others were a bit sad and disappointing. Santana revelled in the knowledge that she had the most amazing future ahead of her out of everyone, and she hardly even spoke about her record deal, most of the time she couldn't stop gushing about Brittany and the house in New York. Whichever way you looked at it, she had incredible things ahead, and she couldn't wait to walk out onto that stage, and blow her girl a kiss.

'Are you ready for this Santana?' She heard a familiar voice call as she lazily leant against a closed locker. She snapped her attention back to the present to see Quinn standing in front of her with a smirk firmly in place.

'I think I was born to get out of Lima.' Santana joked and Quinn laughed.

'I think we all were, well apart from Finn.'

'Hey!' Of course Rachel had to pop up from fuck knows where. 'I'll have you know that Finn will be joining Kurt and I in New York as soon as he can get into a school there.' Quinn rolled her eyes playfully. 'Now I have to go to the front of the line because I'm sure Berry is top of the list!'

When she was gone Quinn turned her head back to Santana.

'So Coach Sue retired our Cheerio's uniforms, Brittany's too.' Quinn smiled.

'Really? Cool.' So Sue did have a heart, interesting. 'Are you excited for Yale?'

'Yeah I actually really am, Puck's going to get a place close to campus for the first couple of months so I don't get lonely.' She confessed shyly.

Santana smiled. 'Aw who ever thought Puckerman could be such a cutie pie.'

'Shut up.' Quinn slapped her arm. 'But he kind of is.'

Santana laughed and shook her head in disbelief. 'You do know though, if you get lonely Britts and I are only a phone call away, and we wouldn't hesitate to drop everything and go visit you?'

'Yeah I know.' Quinn smiled genuinely. 'I would come and visit you guys but I would be too scared of what I might walk in on.' She winked.

'What do you mean?'

'I meannn, with you two all alone in a house together, the whole place is bound to smell like sex.'

'Yeah…' Santana breathed. 'That hasn't really been happening lately.' She confessed embarrassingly.

So maybe her and Brittany hadn't exactly been that intimate for the past two weeks, but they still made out and everything.

Quinn looked at her like she had suddenly grown two heads.

'What are you talking about? You two haven't had sex since she woke up?' Quinn questioned. Santana looked around sheepishly before gently nodding causing the blonde to gasp in shock. 'That means you haven't had sex in over a year Santana!'

Santana looked around sharply. 'Can you lower your fucking voice Fabray?' She hissed. 'And that is exactly why we haven't had sex yet, because it's been over a year…what if things have changed?'

'I'm pretty sure she hasn't grown a penis Santana.' Quinn smirked.

'I'm aware of that Captain Fucking Obvious, what I mean is…What if I've changed?' She shrugged and nervously bit her lip. 'What if I'm not any good anymore?'

'Santana.' Quinn smiled. 'There was a reason why every year at cheer camp I would only come back to the cabin if I desperately needed to sleep.' She giggled and Santana raised her eyebrow in question. 'I had to get away from all the sexual tension, the first year you guys weren't even together and Brittany practically melted every time you smiled at her.'

'What's the point of this little trip down memory lane?' Santana sighed, they had started calling out names to come to the front so Santana needed this conversation to pick up its speed so she didn't walk out at the wrong time. That would be embarrassing, something Finn would do.

'My point is Miss Grumpy Pants, that if a simple smile and flick of the eyelashes is all you used to need to get Brittany to squirm, I'm sure any ordinary touch or kiss will have her falling to your feet.' Quinn smiled and raised her hand to Miss Pilsbury when her name was called.

'You think?' Santana asked shyly. Quinn nodded with a smirk as she began to walk towards the line-up.

'Plus it's you and Brittany.' She shrugged like that was all the argument she needed. 'End of story.'

End of story.

Maybe that was it. Maybe she was just over thinking it too much?

They certainly hadn't had any trouble turning each other on in the last two weeks but Santana would always stop it with a lame lie about having to go do something just as it was getting good. It wasn't that she didn't want to have sex with Brittany, because well that's pretty much all she's thought about for these past few weeks, but it was because she wanted it to be perfect and amazing and with her extreme lack of practice lately she had no idea if she could make that happen.

Maybe she should just –

'Santana Lopez!' Miss Pilsbury yelled from down the hall. 'Santana you're up soon, come join the line!'

Santana groaned audibly before lazily joining the fast moving line. It wasn't long at all before she was at the front.

'Santana Lopez.' She heard Mr Figgins speak into the microphone.

Cheers erupted through the auditorium as Miss Pilsbury nudged her to walk through the curtain. Santana felt an unexpected sense of pride as she opened up the red curtain and did a little boob shake for the audience with a sly smirk firmly planted on her face.

A warm buzz was running through her veins as everyone continued to cheer her while she made her way through to the stage. Just as her gaze went to shift to the stage she spotted a beautiful blonde standing in the front row wearing a colourful summery dress with a smile so bright Santana swore she was glowing. Santana felt that warm buzz ignite into a burning blaze. She raced through the crowds of people until she made it to Brittany and without thinking of the hundreds of people around her she reached up on her tip-toes, snuck her hand around Brittany's neck, and pulled their lips together into a soft kiss.

'James Lorance.' Mr Figgins announced and the crowd erupted again. Santana wasn't paying too much attention though because Brittany's lips were about to make her start moaning and she was pretty sure she still needed to go get her scroll.

She reluctantly pulled away from the kissed and winked at Brittany's doe eyed expression before mouthing an I love you and racing back up to the stage.

Once she got her scroll she bounced over to an equally excited Quinn and brought her into a big hug.

'We fucking graduated Fabray!'

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That night Brittany sat on her bed in her pink poke-a-dot underwear, cuddled up with her fluffy pink pillow, and watched as Santana nervously pottered around the room , pulling clothes from her cupboard and shakily folding them neatly before placing the item in Brittany's suitcase.

Brittany frowned because the Latina had been jittery a lot lately but tonight she just seemed plain nervous. She kept reassuring Santana that their big move tomorrow was going to be an amazing adventure and that they would have so much fun, and every time she mentioned it Santana would always seem equally as excited but a few moments later she would be back to being a nervous wreck. Brittany didn't get it, and she really wished she did. Was she nervous about moving? Nervous about her record deal? Or leaving Lima? What was it?!

All Brittany wanted to do was help but all she found herself doing was sitting on her bed while Santana packed the rest of her belongings like they were a bomb that was about to explode. She felt terrible that she didn't know how to help her, she tried hugging her from behind when they were doing the dishes before but Santana nearly jumped ten feet in fright, so she's kind of been keeping the distance for the last hour, hoping that would be enough to calm the Latina's nerves.

It wasn't.

Brittany suggested that Santana come to bed too many times to count, that they could just finish packing in the morning, but Santana wasn't having any of it. For some weird reason she was set on keeping herself busy and not looking Brittany in the eye.

After half an hour had passed and all of Brittany's belongings were packed, and Santana was still looking through empty drawers, Brittany decided enough was enough.

'Sannnn.' She whined and leapt off her bed, she noticed Santana sneakily side step her hug to make a move for the closet. Brittany was quick to capture tan hands before she could open the closet door. Santana even tried to resist her touch before she realised that the blonde was way stronger than her. Eventually she gave in and sighed before looking up into blue eyes. All Brittany saw was fear and it broke her heart. 'Please come to bed, everything's packed just like you wanted, and you know I won't fall asleep unless you're holding me.'

Brittany could see some form of a smile tracing Santana's lips but she could see the Latina was still fighting something inside herself. 'Santana what is –'

'I have something for you.' Santana blurted and then gulped as soon as the words left her mouth.

Brittany stared curiously at the girl who was practically shaking before her. She had never seen Santana like this before and it was really starting to scare her.

'Okay.' Brittany nodded slowly. She let go of Santana's hand so the girl could fumble to pull something from her back pocket. Was she sweating? Maybe she should turn the heat down…

'Um h-here.' Santana stuttered nervously and handed Brittany a stack of paper. Brittany eyed the stack curiously. Every piece seemed to be different, either in colour or thickness, or size. She looked back to Santana for a hint of what was happening. 'Read them.' She gestured. 'But ah, could you maybe read them out loud so I know where you're up to?'

Brittany nodded and watched for a moment as Santana scuffed her foot along the carpet and tried not to look in her direction. Now Brittany was kind of really nervous.

She carefully unfolded the stack of papers and was surprised to see the first page didn't have much on it at all, and it looked really old, plus half of it was written in crayon…

Brittany gasped when she realised where the note was from. She looked back up to Santana to see she was fiddling with her hands and watching the blonde like a hawk.

'Read aloud Britt.' She smiled with another nervous gulp. Brittany nodded and directed her gaze back down to the note.

'Hi, I'm Brittany, what's your name?

Ps do you like ducks?

Santana. Yes i do.'

Brittany smiled down at the paper as she remembered how nervous she was to give Santana that very first note.

'I can't believe you kept this all these years.'

'Keep going Britt.' Santana prompted. Brittany let that note gently fall to the ground to reveal the next piece of paper which looked equally as old.

'What are you thinking about?

Kittens.

Kittens?

Walk home with me tonight?

Sure, smiley face.'

'That was the night you met Lord Tubbington.' Brittany beamed and gazed back to Santana who was leaning against her dresser. Santana smiled and nodded.

'It was also the night you kissed me for the first time, on the lips.' Santana shook her head. 'You were so brave to do that britt.'

Brittany winked at her girlfriend causing her to blush, before dropping that note to the floor and reading the next.

'Are you sleeping with him?

Yes.'

Brittany frowned. 'I don't like that one.'

'I know, just keep going.'

Brittany sighed and exposed the next note.

'What side is your heart on?

Whatever side yours is on.'

'Oh!' Brittany beamed. 'I think I get that now, like wherever you are and whatever you're doing, your heart is always with me?'

She finally saw a genuine smile grace Santana's lips followed by a nod and she mentally congratulated herself.

'Plleeeeassseee tell me?

Tell you what?

Britt! You know what!

I do?

Yes! Please just tell me what to get you for your birthday, i'm losing my mind trying to find something.

All i want is you, winky face. I don't need anything else, honest.

Britt-Britt it's your 18th! I have to get you something super good, i want it to be the best day of your life.

But i get that every day when i'm with you, love heart.

OMG you are impossible! Fine have a crappy birthday, i don't care. Ps love heart.'

'That really was the best birthday ever San.'

'Glad to hear it Britt.'

Brittany smiled to herself before reading the next one. Her smile instantly dropped when she noticed the messy handwriting and remembered back to how badly she was shaking that day.

'Are you ok?

I'm fine

Britt don't even try that stuff with me ok, i'm worried, what's wrong babe?

Can i just tell you after school?

No i can't wait that long. Something's bothering you and i want to know what it is so i can help. Please just tell me Britt.

I didn't want to do it like this.'

'Do I have to keep reading this San?' Brittany pleaded, Santana looked up in shock when the blonde addressed her.

'Yes baby, it'll get better I promise.' She smiled reassuringly.

Brittany nodded sadly before continuing. She knew how this note ended.

'Do what like this? Britt help me understand babe.'

Brittany took a deep breath.

'I don't think we should be together anymore.'

She let that last note drop to the floor like a ton of bricks and breathed a sigh of relief. She had expected that to be the last note but oddly enough there was a small stack of different coloured post –it notes underneath.

She couldn't remember ever seeing these notes before. Curiously she began reading each one.

'We've been through a lot together haven't we?'

Brittany tilted her head and then dropped the note to reveal the next.

'Brittany you are beautiful.'

Suddenly she realised that these notes were only from Santana to her, and with that excitement she began reading them faster.

'You are smart.'

'You are kind.'

'And you are the best thing...'

She dropped yet another note to find a red post-it behind it.

'That's ever been mine.'

Next.

'You make me a better person.'

Next.

'You help me believe.'

Next.

'My heart beats faster when you're around.'

Next.

'My skin is more sensitive to your touch.'

With every note Brittany's eyes were becoming more and more blurry as tears filled them.

'My breath shakes when I know you're near.'

Brittany smiled because her own breath was shaking right now too.

'You have made me feel this for ten years.'

Next.

'And I still feel it.'

Next.

'Brittany you make me feel alive.'

Next.

'I spent a year thinking I had lost you forever.'

She felt a tear escape her ducts and slide down the side of her cheek.

'A-And I want to spend the rest of my life making up for that.'

Next.

'If you'll let me.'

Next.

'Brittany.'

She could feel her heart thumping against her chest but she wasn't quite sure why. She knew the next piece of paper was the last because she could feel the thinness under her fingertips. With shaky hands she let the paper drop to the floor now covered in a sea of rainbow notes, and let her eyes follow the last words Santana had written.

'Look up baby and please say yes.'

Without thinking about the meaning of that last note Brittany quickly lifted her head with a mix of fear and excitement. She was shocked to see that Santana was no longer leaning nervously against her dresser, but instead she was almost right in front of her…and on one knee.

Santana's eyes were filled with tears as she reached blindly into her pocket to pull out a small navy blue box.

Brittany gasped when she realised what was happening.

Santana was proposing.

The Latina held the box shakily in her hands and looked up into equally teary blue eyes.

'Brittany.' She breathed, trying not to let her voice crack.

'Yes!' Brittany blurted before Santana could even finish. She quickly covered her mouth and let a light blush cover her cheeks when Santana broke out into a huge smile and quirked her brow. 'Sorry! Uh continue.'

Santana giggled, seeming slightly less nervous, and slowly opened the navy box revealing a beautifully cut diamond ring. Brittany almost fainted.

'Will you marry me?' Santana gulped. She didn't have much time to recover from the weight of her question when another weight came hurdling towards her.

Brittany dropped to her knees and engulfed her with hugs and kisses until Santana lost all balance what so ever and found herself on her back with Brittany straddling her legs.

Santana couldn't help but laugh as Brittany peppered her entire face with kisses.

'Britt?' She giggled between pecks to the lips. 'You didn't answer.'

'Yes!' Brittany screamed and planted a long loving kiss to her puffy lips. 'A million times yes!'

Santana smiled so wide she thought her face was going to get stuck like that, but then again she wouldn't really care, because Brittany fucking said yes to marrying her!

She said yes.

Holy fuck, she said yes…

Brittany was going to be her wife.

Santana's body spread with a powerful warmth at the thought of being able to call Brittany her wife. She had done it, and she said yes.

'Wait, the ring.' Santana chuckled and quickly took the shiny ring from its case and presented it to Brittany, who had finally taken a break from kissing every inch of her skin.

Brittany sat back on her thighs as Santana sat up and took a hold of a pale hand. She looked back to Brittany's beaming face before gently gliding the ring onto her finger. Perfect fit.

Brittany stared down at her hand for many moments with an unstoppable smile while Santana placed soft kisses over her cheek.

'Is this why you've been so nervous?' She chuckled.

Santana pulled back from the blonde's cheek and blushed.

'Maybe.' She confessed shyly. 'I just kept imagining you saying no.'

'Santana…' Brittany tilted her head to the side with a disbelieving smile. 'You could have proposed to me when you were eight and I would have said yes baby. It's only ever been you.' She took a hold of Santana's hand and squeezed it. 'It only ever will be you.'

Santana smiled widely and leant forward to capture Brittany's lips in her own. It was meant to be an innocent kiss but Brittany was quick to deepen it. Santana moaned when Brittany's tongue slipped into her mouth and began gliding over her own tongue. Brittany was breathing heavily into her mouth and she knew if she didn't stop this soon, then they would end up ripping each other's clothes off in no time, not that Brittany wasn't half naked already, and that definitely wasn't helping, but the thought that she might not be able to make Brittany feel good any more was still bearing on her mind, and she hated it.

When she felt Brittany's hips start to gently rock down onto her pelvis she became very aware of the situation they were in. Brittany on top of her, only in her underwear, kissing her like her life depended on it and grinding down on her most sensitive area, she couldn't take it.

'Mmm Britt let's go to bed yeah? We've got a big day tomorrow.' Santana pulled back and attempted to get up so that she wouldn't see the pout on Brittany's face. She expected Brittany to put up a fight, or say something sexy and start kissing her neck or something, but the blonde only sighed in disappointment and rolled off of her, almost as if she was expecting it.

Santana inwardly cursed herself because she didn't want to be like this, she didn't want to cause more problems for their relationship just as things were getting better for them but she couldn't help but feel insecure.

She had just proposed to the most beautiful woman in the world and now she couldn't even satisfy her needs. Fucking pathetic. She doesn't even deserve Brittany.

Santana cursed herself silently as she pulled back the covers of Brittany's bed and began unbuttoning her shirt. Things were so perfect two minutes ago and then she had to go and fucking ruin it.

'Are you not attracted to me anymore?' She heard a quiet voice sound from behind her. She knew that voice anywhere, and it only made her heart ache so badly that the pain instantly spread through all her veins.

She slowly turned around to find Brittany still on the floor, beautiful as ever, but trying to use her arms to cross over her stomach and hide her skin. Santana winced at the thought that she had caused Brittany, the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world, to think that she wasn't attractive. Fuck.

'What?' She breathed and then instantly cursed herself again because what the fuck? Just tell her she's so attracted to her that she's been throbbing since dinner!

'Look Santana, I get it ok, you thought I was dead and then suddenly I wasn't but you had to watch me for months just lie there in a bed, I probably looked really gross and I bet I had my mouth open and -'

'You looked beautiful.' Santana interrupted, because she did, she looked like an angel. Santana shook her head and quickly took the small steps until she could sit back down next to Brittany and take her hands from around her waist. 'And of course I'm still attracted to you baby, Britt you've always driven me crazy.'

Brittany wouldn't meet her eyes and it was a moment before she answered. 'Then why won't you have sex with me?'

Santana gulped. 'Because I'm scared.'

At those words Brittany lifted her head and looked into honest deep brown eyes.

'Scared?' She questioned quietly.

'Yes, Brittany it's been over a year for me, what if I can't make you feel the way I used to?' Santana sighed. 'What if I suck?'

A small smirk graced Brittany's lips.

'Wanky.' She giggled and Santana rolled her eyes playfully, because her girlfriend is kind of amazing. Girlfriend? Fiancé?

'Santana, remember it's been a year for me too, and I'm not worried.' Brittany smiled taking Santana by surprise.

'You're not?' She asked curiously. Brittany shook her head with a smirk and leaned over to place her hands on the top of tan thighs. Santana gasped at the touch and reached back to steady herself on her elbows, silently giving Brittany full permission to continue. Brittany's smirk only grew at the reaction.

'No, because as far as I know I still have that something that makes you weak at the knees, and until we try, how will I know if I've ever lost it?' Brittany winked and moved her hands further up Santana's thighs until they were playing with the buttons of her jeans. 'So will you try with me?'

She did have a point.

Santana found herself nodding before she had even decided what she wanted to do. But her body always knew what she wanted a million times faster than her brain when it came to anything to do with Brittany.

'Okay.' She breathed as a verbal agreement, not that the blonde showed any signs of slowing down anyway.

Brittany giggled in victory before slowly standing up from her place on the floor and reaching out her hand for Santana to take. 'Let's go to bed San.'

Santana took her hand willingly and followed Brittany to the bed. She could feel her heart beating against her chest but it wasn't all from nerves anymore, she was just fucking excited. She was pretty sure her palms were sweating but if they were Brittany wasn't saying anything.

Santana watched as Brittany hopped onto the bed and bounced up on her knees. She crawled closer to the edge of the bed in her cute little pink underwear and beaconed for Santana to come closer. Santana sauntered over with a smirk until she was directly in front of the blonde.

'Let's take these off.' Brittany winked and began slowly peeling off her shirt. Santana stood still and just watched in awe as the woman she was going to marry undressed her sensually before her eyes.

Brittany took her time, admiring each piece of newly revealed skin like a new flavour of candy. Once her shirt was taken care of Brittany trailed her hands down a tone tanned stomach, tracing the outline of her abs, before moving down and tugging on the hem of her jeans. Brittany looked up into her eyes and tugged a little harder with a smirk. Santana got the hint. With a grin firmly in place Santana leaned down and captured Brittany's lips in hers.

'Mmm.' Brittany moaned into the kiss, her tongue venturing out to slip between Santana's lips. Now it was Santana's turn to moan.

Santana wrapped her arms lazily around Brittany's neck while Brittany unzipped her jeans and slowly dragged them down her legs. Santana kicked them off when they fell to her feet and attached her lips to Brittany's neck. Licking, kissing, sucking.

'Ugh San.' Brittany moaned and trailed her hands back up Santana's spine. Santana smiled when the blonde successfully unclipped her bra and gently pulled the straps down off her arms until that too was thrown across the room.

As her hands trailed back down Santana's back, Brittany looped her fingers underneath Santana's black lacy underwear and looked up, asking a silent question. Santana's chest was heaving in anticipation. She nodded to the girl sitting before her and sucked in a breath when Brittany began pulling down her underwear. She felt so exposed, but in a good way.

'Is it weird that I feel like we're doing this for the first time?' Santana joked.

Brittany threw Santana's underwear over her shoulder and smirked up at her.

'Doing what?' She teased. 'This?'

Santana bit down on her lip as she watched Brittany trace her fingertips up the inside of her thigh, and holy crap it had been way too long since she's felt all the cells in her body light on fire. Brittany was doing ungodly things to her body and it felt absolutely amazing. She wanted to collapse in a whimpering heap but at the same time she also wanted to make Brittany feel the way she was feeling. She ended up settling on falling forward until she practically landed in Brittany's lap, both her legs straddling Brittany's thighs as smooth long fingers continued to make their way up to her most sensitive spot.

'Britt.' Santana breathed and let her head fall onto the blonde's shoulder. 'I need you baby.' She pleaded.

Santana heard a faint giggle before she felt a hot wet tongue softly trace the outside of her ear and then hard teeth nibble on her ear lobe. Fuck. She wasn't ready to admit that what Brittany was doing to her ear was nearly enough to push her over the edge already, so instead she buried her face further into Brittany's neck and drew in deep, laboured breaths of pleasure.

Just when she thought she was about to explode from sensation overload, the hot tongue in her ear retracted back between pink smiling lips, and two fingers slid easily through her folds.

'Holy fuck!' Santana screamed into Brittany's skin. She hadn't had anything touch her there in over a year, not even her own hand, and to have Brittany being the one to – Omg! Now she was drawing lazy circles around her clit.

Santana couldn't take much more of this. She needed a release!

But for some reason Brittany was enjoying teasing her, and Santana couldn't figure out if she hated it or loved it more.

Brittany began slowly kissing down her neck, causing Santana to fall back from her safe haven against warm skin and lean into the touch with an arched back. Brittany kept kissing down her neck, over her collarbone, down her chest, until finally she sucked in Santana's right nipple into her mouth, and Santana fucking lost it.

'B-britt.' She panted. 'I can't even…'

Brittany only sucked harder at Santana's inability to speak and all Santana could do to control herself was to thrust her hips down roughly into Brittany until she got the hint. And wow, she got the hint.

Santana felt Brittany smile against her nipple before suddenly another overwhelming feeling took hold of her. Brittany thrust two fingers deep inside of her. Santana thought maybe she would have to take it slow since it had been so long, but no, Brittany stretched her just enough to make her feel full and with the amount of wetness which had accumulated in that area over the past two weeks it was by far enough to accommodate.

'That feel good San?' Brittany breathed into her ear as she began slowly pumping in and out. 'You're so wet for me baby.'

Santana could hardly fucking breathe it felt so good!

'Britt.' Was all she could say in return, and she wasn't even sure Brittany could hear her, did words even leave her mouth?

'Ugh you feel amazing.' Brittany grunted before craning her neck as far as she could and kissed her deeply.

'Britt.' Santana breathed against her lips. 'I'm g-going to –'

Toned thighs shook uncontrollably against Brittany's hips as they both struggled to keep their lips firmly planted together. Santana was breathing heavily into Brittany's mouth and Brittany was breathing just as deeply back.

'T-That was amazing Brittany.' Santana whispered as she attempted to recover from her orgasm. 'I've definitely missed having those.' She joked.

When a few moments passed and she had revamped from her amazing orgasm, Santana looked down to see Brittany tracing lines over the light scars left across her chest from the surgery. Santana blushed. With all the touching and panting and sweating, she had forgotten about her scars. She gulped nervously, did Brittany think they were gross? She didn't say anything when she was kissing her chest…

'What?' She finally asked in desperation when Brittany had yet to look up at her.

Brittany smiled and planted a loving kiss to the scar running down her sternum. 'It's weird having sex with you without your heart beating a million miles a minute.'

Santana thought about this for a moment and bit her bottom lip. 'Is it a bad weird?'

Brittany looked up and shook her head with a smile. 'No, it means I don't have to make you cum really fast, even though that used to be really fun.' The blonde winked and Santana blushed deeper.

'And it means I can be rougher.' Brittany said with a smirk and just when Santana thought she had her innocent little Brittany back, she was pushed over onto the bed with strong hands. Santana landed on her back and giggled when Brittany began crawled seductively over the bed.

Just as Brittany began to lean in to kiss her, Santana held out her hands and captured her strong shoulders at arms-length.

'Wait.' She said with an anxious smile. 'I want to try something.'

Brittany raised her brow curiously but none the less nodded and leant back on her calves.

'Take off your bra and underwear.' Santana ordered playfully.

Brittany smirked widely and wriggled her eyebrows in excitement. Santana had to hold back a giggle as she watched the blonde speed strip out of the rest of her clothes. In no time at all Brittany was completely naked, and god she was beautiful.

Santana had to take a moment just to take it all in again. Her perfect round perky breasts which were just crying out for her attention, her incredibly toned stomach which led down to her lusciously curved hips, and then Santana's eyes landed where Brittany was clearly needing her the most. Santana could already see the wetness glistening against milky thighs.

'Come here.' She stated without taking her eyes off Brittany's sex. Brittany crawled closer to her until she was right by her head. Santana laid back flat on the bed and lowered her shoulders in preparation. 'Ok now straddle my face Britt.'

Brittany's eyes just about bulged out of her head. 'What?' she squeaked but Santana wasn't joking around when she started tugging on Brittany's leg. 'San are you suggesting what I really hope you are?'

Santana nodded frantically. 'Hurry Britt I need to taste you.' She begged.

'Oh my God.' Brittany gasped and hurriedly flipped one of her long legs over Santana's head until she was straddling her face and looking down Santana's sprawled out body on the bed.

Santana smiled at the blonde's eagerness, she had always wanted to try this but didn't want to freak Brittany out if it was too intense for their relationship, now she was pretty sure they could do anything.

Santana placed her hands firmly on either side of Brittany's thighs and stroked up and down to let Brittany know that she could lower a bit. Once she was low enough, Santana snuck out her tongue and took one long lick through Brittany's dripping wet folds.

'Santana!' Brittany moaned in pleasure.

Santana hummed proudly against her heat and revelled in the taste of Brittany's arousal. It was making her wet all over again and she had to squeeze her own thighs shut to gain some pressure and stop her hips from bucking up into the open air.

Fuck Brittany tasted good. How had she lasted a year without this?

Santana let her tongue dive further through Brittany's wetness until she could suck lightly on a swollen clit.

'S-San.' Brittany panted. 'Harder.'

Santana smirked against her folds and sucked harder on her clit while she used her hands to rock Brittany's body down onto her face.

'Fuck!' The blonde cursed in pleasure. Apparently Brittany couldn't hold herself up any longer because the next moment she was falling forward and balancing her body weight by holding onto Santana squeezed thighs.

'Open your legs Santana.' She begged, and without even thinking of what was to happen next, Santana let go of her inner struggle and spread her legs wide enough for Brittany to fall between them.

Santana had been so preoccupied with the sensation of having Brittany's wetness coat her cheeks that she nearly screamed out in pleasure when the blonde's tongue slipped through her folds and instantly found her clit.

'Mgoddbrtmm.' Was mumbled into Brittany's folds and Santana felt the blonde shudder against her. Thankfully Brittany was holding down her hips down otherwise they would be flying all over the place for a release.

It wasn't long before she could feel Brittany rocking faster against her face and the little whimpers grow louder. She was close.

Santana abandoned her clit for a moment to venture further with her tongue until it slipped easily into Brittany's wet entrance.

'Oh my God!' Brittany gasped and stilled her movements. Santana smirked to herself as she began pumping in and out of the blonde with her hot tongue. Judging by the guttural moans escaping her finance's mouth, Brittany wasn't going to last much longer.

Brittany was lazily lapping at Santana's heat whenever she felt the strength to do so, or whenever she could take a moment from her state of pure pleasure to remember Santana needed to get off also. Santana smiled at this and traced one hand down Brittany's stomach until she had enough leverage to urge her to sit back up. Brittany did so willingly and rested her hands on Santana's lower stomach.

'San.' She panted repeatedly.

Santana started alternating between pumping in and out of Brittany and licking through her folds. It was driving Brittany crazy.

Just when she thought she was about to explode from the noises Brittany was making above her, suddenly Brittany let her hand travel further until she could start fast tight circles on Santana's already swollen and sensitive clit.

'Fucghkk.' Was screamed into her heat and that was enough to completely tip her over the edge. Brittany came hard against Santana's face, and Santana happily stilled the blonde's raging hips so she could lap up the wetness.

'Santana!'

'Mmmm Britt.' Santana moaned as Brittany began circling faster against her clit and that mixed with tasting Brittany and hearing her scream her name was all she could take.

'Br-Brittany!' She moaned and let her head collapse back onto the bed in exhaustion.

'Holy fuck Britt.' Santana breathed into the hot night air. She felt Brittany curl into her side and rest her head on her chest.

'And you thought you wouldn't be able to make me feel good.'

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The next morning Santana woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring through the room. She quickly unattached herself from Brittany's body and reached behind to grab her phone from the bedside table. Last night while she had been nervously packing Brittany's things she had set the alarm for seven o'clock, now she was kind of regretting it. She turned off the alarm hastily and threw her phone somewhere into the room before slumping back into the bed.

She sighed in relief when she let her eyes fully open to be welcomed by a dimly lit room, with the small amount of sunlight escaping the curtains ghosting over Brittany's naked back and highlighting every dip and curve of her breathtaking body. Brittany's face was facing Santana on the pillow but her features were covered by a curtain of silky blonde hair.

Santana scooted closer to the blonde, careful not to wake her, and slowly brushed the hair covering her face back behind her ears. Beautiful, was the first word that came to mind when she saw Brittany's peacefully closed eyes and parted lips which were moving slightly with each intake of air. She could watch her like this forever.

But unfortunately for them, they had to get up. After all today was moving day.

'Brittany.' Santana whispered. She scooted slightly closer and pressed a small kiss to the blonde's cute and adorable nose. It wrinkled at the touch and Santana had to stop herself from laughing too loudly. 'Brittany, wake up baby.'

Santana's fingertips trickled teasingly up and down Brittany's exposed back at a slow pace. She knew Brittany was awake now because she could see the goosebumps appearing on her skin. Santana smirked to herself and moved in closer to run her soft tongue over Brittany's bottom lip.

'Ugh.' Brittany moaned without opening her eyes. Santana quickly pulled back with a giggle causing the blonde to groan in disappointment, Brittany tried to follow her lips blindly but Santana easily avoided them.

'Santanaaaa.' Brittany whined sleepily.

'Britt, we have to get up.' Santana chuckled. 'It's already past seven and we need to be on the road by nine.'

'Boo.' Brittany groaned but smiled immediately after.

Santana chuckled and raised her eye brow. 'What are you smiling at you adorable little thing?'

Brittany smiled even wider at being caught before slowly opening her eyes and locking gaze with Santana.

'I just thought about how amazing it would be to have my wife wake me up like this every morning.' She admitted.

Santana gasped in mock shock. 'You have a wife? Why didn't you tell me?'

Brittany giggled and smacked Santana on the arm. 'You know what I mean.' She pouted.

Santana laughed and leaned in to kiss that pout away. 'I do, and it does sound amazing, but I'm sure I can think of better ways to wake you up, you know…to arouse you from your sleep.' She winked playfully.

'Mmm care to show me?' Brittany smirked. Santana smiled and kissed her deeply before pulling back before the blonde could try anything.

'I would, but I'm sure your parents are already waiting for us downstairs Britt.' She sighed sadly. 'But just think, when we get to New York we'll have a whole place all to ourselves.'

Brittany bit down on her smirk and slowly slid back the covers to get out of bed. Santana watched her curiously as she smiled to herself.

'What?' Santana asked before sliding out of bed herself and trying not to stare at Brittany's naked body.

'I was just thinking.' Brittany smirked. 'I've always wanted to take you against a kitchen counter.'

Santana felt her heart beat drop to rest somewhere between her legs. 'Jesus Brittany.'

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After a cold shower, on Santana's part, the girls got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. Santana smiled when they were walking down the stairs and Brittany put her left hand behind her back so she could surprise her parents. Santana shook her head knowingly because it was Brittany who was about to get the surprise.

When they had reached the bottom of the stairs Santana took Brittany's right hand in hers and led her towards the kitchen.

'It's really quiet, maybe my parents are still asleep?' Brittany murmured in her ear, and it was really quiet, but Santana knew they weren't sleeping, they had to be up to something.

'Sharon?' She said loudly. 'James?'

There was no answer. Santana gripped Brittany's hand tighter and took the last hesitant steps into the kitchen.

'CONGRATULATIONS!'

Sharon and James were standing in the middle of the kitchen with a bottle of Champagne. The two girls both jumped when James popped off the top and champagne began shooting from the bottle into the air. Santana tried to avoid getting any on her clothes but that was a lost cause when Brittany was giggling and dragging her under the spray.

'Let me see the ring!' Sharon shouted and raced over to her daughter. Brittany looked shocked that her mom could read her mind or something but none the less presented her hand willingly.

James was now smiling to himself as he poured champagne into three tall glass flutes.

'Oh it's beautiful darling!' Sharon beamed. 'Santana I couldn't sleep a wink last night, I just wanted to bust into Brittany's room and see how it went!'

Santana and Brittany both gave a nervous giggle because fuck, if she had walked in last night she definitely would have seen how it went!

'Wait.' Brittany ordered as she gladly took the flute her father handed her. 'You told my parents you were going to propose?' She quirked her brow and brought the flute up to her pink lips. 'Sounds like you were more confident then you let on.'

Santana bit her bottom lip and pretended to dust champagne from her white shirt.

'I had to ask their permission.' She muttered quietly.

Santana looked back over to Brittany to see she was giving her one of those i-can't-believe-how-amazing-you-are looks, and she felt her cheeks redden. A moment later there was a light kiss to her cheek and she couldn't help but break out into a wide grin.

'I love you.' Brittany stated happily. 'But as if they would ever say no San.' She nudged.

'That's what we said!' Sharon yelled in excitement. 'Hell I had expected this moment since I saw you two kissing in the backyard when you were just little things running around.' Brittany's mom chuckled and took a sip from one of the champagne glasses. 'James I think we should start cooking the bacon.'

Brittany almost choked on her champagne while Santana stood frozen in shock with her mouth half open.

'Y-You.' Brittany spluttered as she hit her chest lightly. 'You saw that?'

'A mother see's everything dear.' Sharon winked. Santana snapped her head to Brittany in fear just as Sharon walked over and nudged her in the ribs. 'Just kidding girls. But you two were very cute.'

'Anyway.' James announced. 'Why don't you girls go back up stairs and change while we finish preparing breakfast?'

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'What are you thinking about over there beautiful?' Santana questioned.

Santana and Brittany were lazing along the front steps of the Pierce family home. James and Sharon had insisted that they relax while James packed everything into Santana's car and Sharon fussed about in the kitchen to make them snacks for the road trip ahead.

It was actually a nice day in Lima, the sun was out, and the birds were singing their songs. Perfect weather to start a new journey.

Brittany tilted her head lazily to the side and smiled at Santana as she rested back on her hands and lengthened her legs down the steps in front of her.

'I can't believe we made it.' She stated simply and Santana kind of had to furrow her brow at that. 'I mean not our relationship, that was always going to make it.' Brittany giggled, relaxing her. 'But just everything. We've been through so much together.'

'True.' Santana nodded. 'Let me ask you this. If you could go back to that day where you handed me your very first note at school, would you change anything?' She asked curiously. 'Would you maybe not give me a note?'

'Santana.' Brittany sighed. 'My whole life with you has been perfect, and I wouldn't want it any other way.'

Santana bit down on her smile. 'Even getting hit by an ambulance and spending a whole year in a coma?' She joked.

Brittany threw her head back and laughed loudly. Santana couldn't really help but join in, because well, how did all this happen to them?

'I think it was for the best.' Brittany chuckled.

Santana stopped laughing for a moment because how could being hit by an ambulance and going into a coma for a year be for the best? In any situation?

'What do you mean?' She asked.

Brittany looked into her brown eyes and bit down gently on her bottom lip, almost like she was trying to decide if she should say what she was thinking or not. Eventually Brittany looked back out into the streets and watched her father try to fit their suitcases into Santana's boot.

'Santana you may not have noticed this because well, you've seen yourself every day for the past year.' Brittany started, without taking her eyes off the street ahead. 'But you've grown so much since I've been gone.'

Santana cocked her head to the side in thought as she listened to the blonde.

'The Santana I left would never have been caught dead talking to Rachel or Kurt unless it was to insult them, she wouldn't have stood up to her dad so fiercely that I haven't even seen him since I've woken up, she would be still calling one of her best friends Stretchmarks, she wouldn't of had the courage to kiss me in front of that Nurse at the hospital or the cab driver or my parents at lunch or the whole school at graduation, she wouldn't have been able to just jump on a plane to New York and make her dreams come true, and she certainly wouldn't have been brave enough to follow her heart so completely as to ask me to be her wife.'

Brittany looked down to her sparkling ring finger with a smile before gazing back to the quiet Latina. 'You've done this all on your own baby, and I could not be more proud of you.' She scooted closer and placed a soft kiss to Santana's temple. 'When I got hit by that ambulance, I left behind a girlfriend, but when I woke up I had a…woman –friend?'

Santana tried to hold back a snort watching Brittany try and find the right word, but whatever it was, she just fell in love that little bit more, and that in itself was almost impossible.

'Does that make sense?' Brittany asked and tilted her head.

Santana chuckled and nodded. 'I think I'm picking up what you're putting down Britt.'

'I didn't put anything down though?' Brittany frowned and looked to the floor around her like she was searching for some invisible object.

Santana decided to put her out of her misery by smashing their lips together in a heated kiss. Brittany soon forgot about what she had been looking for, especially when Santana's hands were softly caressing her cheeks like that.

Santana began nibbling Brittany's lips teasingly, making the blonde squirm and giggle.

'S-stop!' Brittany laughed and pulled away from her lips. At that moment she watched Brittany stop smiling as she seemed to be looking at something over her shoulder. 'Um San…Your dad is here.'

Santana turned and looked out on to the road where sure enough her father's expensive car had just rocked up. She turned back to Brittany and sighed.

'Yeah.' She breathed. 'I called him.'

Santana tried to hide her smile when Brittany whipped her eyes back to hers in confusion. Blue eyes stared at her for a while, not judging, but curious, and after a few seconds, Brittany began to smile.

'What changed your mind?' She whispered.

'You.' Santana admitted proudly, and Brittany raised her eyebrows in question. 'Brittany you are alive and well, and that's all I care about. I'm not forgiving and forgetting, but I'm just, not going to let him be an issue anymore. We've got more important things to think about.'

Brittany was looking at her like she had just found the cure for cancer, or AIDs, or she had just saved a kids life or something, and it felt amazing. She didn't know how Brittany did it, but she always found a way to make her feel like the only person in the world. She made her feel special, even when she didn't feel like she deserved it.

Santana felt a light blush cover her cheeks at the blonde's intense gaze so she quickly began talking to hide it. 'Llllikkkeee are we both wearing dresses to the wedding?'

Brittany laughed lightly before leaning in and gently pressing her lips against plump red ones.

'I'm proud of you.' She whispered sweetly. 'Oh and I was thinking maybe I could wear a dress but also wear a little necklace with a small silver bow tie on the chain?'

Santana smiled in awe. 'Sounds perfect.'

'Santana?'

Santana turned her head at the sound of her name. She sighed when she spotted her father hesitantly walking up the driveway, he did a small little wave in their direction and it was so unlike him to wave, that Santana actually had to hold back a smile.

The girls both slowly rose from their seated position on the porch to greet him. Brittany was unsurprisingly the first to reach out and offer her hand.

'Good morning Mr. Lopez.' She smiled and waited for him to grab her hand. Santana was shocked when he gently swatted her hand away and brought her in for a tight hug. He never fucking hugs people!

'Brittany, it's so good to see you, how are you feeling?' He asked genuinely. Santana had to do a double take. Was this really her father? What the hell happened to the man who used to avoid social contact like it was the plague or something?

'I've never been so happy.' Brittany stated simply and gave Santana a sideways glance. In doing so Carlos followed her gaze and smiled nervously at his daughter.

'Santana.' He said and leant in to give her a hug but she was quick to hold out her hand instead. She wasn't ready for all that lovey dovey crap yet, she could see the disappointment on his face but she couldn't bring herself to care too much.

'Uh good to see you.' He said instead and shook her hand firmly.

She could feel Brittany's gaze on her but she tried to ignore it. Santana knew if she looked into those deep blue eyes that she would start saying or doing things she wasn't ready for just yet. Luckily Brittany seemed to read her mind.

'I'm going to go help mom in the kitchen for a bit.' Brittany smiled. 'It was nice seeing you again Mr Lopez.'

'You too Brittany.' He smiled.

Brittany gave her a not so subtle wink before disappearing back into the house. Santana smiled shyly back.

'Um here, just a little housewarming gift from your mother and I.' Carlos presented her with a medium sized old book with a red bow tied around it. Santana recognised the book straight away and involuntarily let a small smile form on her lips. It was her abuela's recipe book. She had always wanted it, ever since she was a little kid and she would watch her grandmother potter around the house and cook amazing meals. 'She wanted to be here but she had to work. She said she'd call you tonight once you've settled in.'

Santana nodded in understanding and took the book willingly. 'Thank you.'

There was a silence that began to fill the air. It wasn't awkward or unwelcome, but it was just new. Neither of them seemed to know what to say to each other, but both were willing to try, and that was something different. Small talk was definitely not her father's favourite activity in the world, so Santana was actually impressed at his effort.

'When will we see you next?' He asked quietly.

Santana shifted her weight from one foot to the other and straightened out her dress.

'Maybe at our wedding.' She shrugged and missed the look of surprise and shock cross her father's face. 'Or thanks giving, whichever one comes first.'

'Ok well.' He said slowly, probably still trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Santana smirked to herself at his blank expression. 'Good luck in New York, I'll be front row to your first concert.'

'You might be waiting a while.' Santana smiled.

Carlos took a moment to answer as he stared lovingly at his daughter. 'I'll wait for as long as it takes.'

Santana was taken aback by his words but tried not to let it show, she knew the double meaning behind his statement but she wasn't ready to let it affect her just yet.

'Well I better get going I've got to be at the hospital in ten minutes.' He said nicely and Santana was sure he was about to go in for a hug again but at the last minute decided against it and held out his hand instead.

She looked at his outstretched hand for a second and watched it shake slightly in the air. For some reason she felt like she was at some sort of crossroads, and there were only two paths to go down. One road was dark with regret and anger, and down the other path she could see Brittany's smiling face beaconing her to come forward. Santana shook her head because how the hell did Brittany still affect her so much without even being in sight?

She was going to be such a whipped wife…but she secretly loved it.

So with that thought in her head, she nudged her father's hand out of the way and reached her hands around his middle. It was a weird feeling, she didn't think she had ever hugged him before, or had him hug her. Santana was surprised at how cushiony and warm his body felt. She kind of wanted to hug him for longer but she didn't want him thinking that they were back to being happy family, if they ever were that to begin with.

'Bye Dad, take care of mom.' Santana smiled when she pulled back, and she swore she saw a small happy tear escape from his eyes as he nodded kindly and turned to walk back towards his car.

Santana watched him for a moment. She expected to still feel some form of hate towards the man walking away from her, hell he deserved it, but for some reason she didn't hold any anger or disappointment in her heart, instead she felt relief flood her body, relief that this chapter of her life was over. The chapter that held so many life changing experiences like going through school, being popular, falling in love with her best friend, accepting her sexuality, her parents and friends accepting her relationship with Brittany, living through a heart transplant, living through a year without the most important person in her life, and then finally having that love back in her life just when she thought it was gone forever. So much had happened in this chapter of her life, and she couldn't fucking wait to see what the next would bring her. Marriage definitely. An amazing career? An amazing family?

She could only hope and wait and see, but knowing Brittany would be with her every step of the way, Santana knew it was already going to be pretty fucking fantastic.

So as her father got into his car and drove away Santana only felt relief that her hatred was left in the last chapter of her life and it was up to him what this new chapter would be filled with.

Santana jumped a little when she felt long arms wrap around her waist from behind and a warm body settle against her back.

'How'd it go?' Brittany whispered into her ear.

Santana relaxed into her embrace and sighed contently. 'As well as it will for now.' She answered honestly and felt Brittany place a soft kiss to her shoulder.

'Mom's finished inside.' Brittany mumbled against her shoulder. 'And dad looks like he's just about done.'

Santana hummed and untwined herself from Brittany's arms. 'Well then future Mrs Brittany Lopez-Pierce.' Santana winked and Brittany giggled with an impossibly big smile. 'Will you accompany me on a trip?' Santana proposed royally and held out her hand.

Brittany eagerly took her hand and skipped down the front steps, taking Santana with her. 'I'd love to fiancé!'

The two girls laughed as they raced each other to Santana's packed car. James was just closing the boot as they arrived.

'Wow steady there girls.' He put his hands up and chuckled. 'You're not going anywhere without a hug goodbye.'

Brittany leaped into her father's arms and engulfed him in a big hug. James laughed and motioned for Santana to join them. 'Get in here Missy!'

Santana smiled and sneaked an arm around Brittany and her dad while two arms engulfed her sides. She couldn't ignore the fact that a group hug felt super dorky, but when Brittany was giggling in her ear and James had a smile the size of the globe on his face, she just couldn't help but enjoy every second of it, and it wasn't long before Sharon came barrelling out of the house with Tupperware containers full of food on a mission to join the hug before it was over.

'Don't you dare break that hug James!' Sharon called as she ran down the driveway. Just as she reached the group Santana and Brittany both opened one of their arms and let her in. 'Aw I love family hugs.' Sharon sniffled.

'The best kind of hugs!' Brittany yelled in excitement. Santana just smiled and let her body be captured in a tight case of unconditional love. She was going to really miss this place, some of her best memories were with Brittany's family at their house.

'Ok now you guys really should get going before the waterworks come on.' James whispered loudly and Sharon hit him on the arm.

'Actually we really should get going so we have time to unpack some of our stuff when we get there.' Santana winced, she really didn't want to be the one to break this family goodbye up, but if they didn't leave soon they were going to run into the heavy morning traffic. Thankfully Brittany agreed and planted a quick kiss to her parent's cheeks.

'Bye!' Brittany waved and gladly took the Tupperware containers from her mother's hands. 'I love you!'

'Bye girls!' Sharon waved. 'Love you both.'

'Drive safe!' James shouted and Santana nodded confidently since she was going to be driving.

'Oh!' Brittany stopped. 'Where's Lord Tubbington?!'

'Waiting for you in the passenger seat.' James chuckled. 'I don't think he's too excited about the trip.'

'He won't be so scared once he's settled in.' Brittany said seriously and James chuckled with a nod.

'Britt?' Santana asked quietly and the blonde was quick to look back into her eyes. Santana gave a little tug of her hand and Brittany nodded happily. So with one final wave to the Pierce's, Brittany and Santana walked the last steps to their tightly packed car.

'What's with the book Santana?' Brittany asked when she saw the Latina try to stack it in the back seat.

'Abuela's recipe book.' Santana smiled and Brittany gasped in excitement because the blonde had always loved her grandmother's cooking just as much as she did.

Brittany got into the car and tightened her seat belt while Lord T tried to get comfortable on her lap. Santana hopped into the driver's seat and put on her aviator sunglasses so the sun didn't glare at her on the road ahead.

While she began sorting through her CD collection for the appropriate song to start their road trip Brittany waited patiently in the passenger seat. Well, patiently in the sense that she was nearly bouncing out of her seat with joy but trying not to make too much noise.

'So does this mean we both get bridesmaids?' Brittany asked curiously just as Santana popped in Life is a highway.

Santana snapped her head back up, and they both must have had the same thought because both their hands came up in the air together to argue. 'Shot gun Quinn!' Santana shouted first. Brittany groaned and slumped back into her seat.

'Fine.' She pouted and Santana made a conscious effort not to look at her, this was something she definitely couldn't give up, if she didn't get Quinn she would have to have like Tina or Mercedes or something, and that wasn't happening. 'Maybe I'll have Kurt and Rachel then.'

Santana leaned over the dashboard and pressed a quick kiss to pink pouting lips before settling back into her seat and buckling in. 'How bout at our first stop I buy us some ice cream?' Santana said sweetly and she could instantly see a hint of a smile come back to Brittany's features. 'And I'll find something disgusting that's smothered in melted cheese for Lord Tubbs as well.'

Brittany's smile broadened and Santana mentally patted herself on the back.

'Lord Tubbington can't eat dairy anymore though, so maybe we'll just get him an ice cream too.' Brittany said with a smile.

Santana chuckled. 'Alright Brittany, whatever you want.'

Brittany sat forward and turned the music up. She drummed her fingers against the dashboard to the beat of the drums while Santana fired up the car and put it in gear.

'Ready?' Santana asked with a quirked brow as she revved the engine lightly.

Brittany giggled and held onto Lord Tubbington before looking longingly towards the road ahead. 'Set, go!'

The End

Love you all forever xx