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Quinn's POV:
"Are we really going to do this?" Santana asked me while playing with the skinny belt on my light green and white dress.
"Well, everybody's here and we made a whole big deal out of flying them in and renting this place. So, we should probably just do it." I put my hands around her neck and pulled her in.
"Alright then, I guess we should go get married or whatever," she joked.
We both laughed as we stood inside the screened in porch of the beach house we had rented especially for today. We looked out at the small group of people we had chosen to invite. Our families were there and our second family, our friends were also there waiting for us to walk out in our bare feet to Puck playing the acoustic guitar softly in the background. Beth and Shelby were in the front row and Finn was sitting next to them looking lovingly at Rachel who was standing on Quinn's side of the aisle. Kurt and Brittany were standing on my side of the aisle and Mercedes was standing next to Rachel for Quinn. Blaine stood in the middle because we had chosen him to marry us. We'd spent a lot of time with Kurt and Blaine after we got together and Blaine was always this guy who could so easily express feelings and he loved love. He was also great in front of crowds.
"Are you ready, baby?" I asked her as I watched her stare at the ocean.
"I've been ready for this for a very long time."
The music started and we walked out together to finally make this thing we'd wanted for so long a reality.
"Quinn and Santana have written their own vows and they'd like to share them with us right now. Quinn?" Blaine motioned for me to speak and I wasn't really nervous until this moment.
Our hands were clasped together between us and I could feel her squeeze mine as she winked and my nervousness dissipated enough to declare my feelings.
"I remember when I first met you and I thought you were such a bitch." The entire group erupted in laughter including Santana. "And I am so tempted to say you're my bitch now." Laughter again and a tear from Santana that I wiped away before putting my hand back in hers. "It's 15 years later and we're standing here together telling the people we love that we're in this forever and I know that I am. I know that I have loved you for so long and that I spent too much time without you in my life and that I cannot ever do that again. You get me to live in the moment and make impulsive decisions when you know I struggle with that and it makes me better when you do. I made promises to you at another wedding that I intend to keep and there are more I want to make to you right now, but I can't seem to think of them because I can only focus on how unbelievably beautiful you look today and how I cannot believe this is finally happening. I love you and I will spend my entire life loving you, Santana Lopez." I had to stop myself because my tears were starting to fall and I was getting choked up. She leaned in and kissed them off my cheeks.
"Hey now you two, I haven't told you to kiss the bride yet," Blaine chastised and everyone laughed again including San and I.
"Q, I remember what it felt like the first time I saw you after we graduated high school and you had gone to Yale and I was headed to New York by way of Kentucky. There was just something different about you. You had somehow managed to grow up in a matter of months while I felt so far behind everyone else. That's what you do for me. You make me think about growing up and the future. You make me think about my life and what it could be like. I love living in the moment with you, but you're the only person I also love planning a future with. I love you so much sometimes I miss you and you're right next to me. I just love you and I promise you everything. Everything you want in life, I will do anything to help you get it because you're my one, Q. I pick you."
I couldn't wait for Blaine to say it. I pulled her in quickly and she wasn't expecting that so it was a good thing she wasn't wearing those heels she loves because she stumbled a bit before our lips finally met.
"You may now kiss the bride?" Blaine offered in question form, but I only heard blah, blah, blah because Santana's kiss made me woozy. I deepened it as I heard the applause from the crowd and after a while, I pulled back and rested my forehead against hers.
"Happy Valentine's Day, San."
"Happy Valentine's Day, wife. We just got married, baby." She called me wife.
"Finally."
Santana's POV:
About 13 years ago:
"This is ridiculous." I complained as my 6-year old cousin placed a Kleenex veil on my head.
"Santana, she's 6. Just go with it." Quinn had this was of ordering me around, but I guess I had to take it because she was helping me babysit this demon child. I should be at Puckerman's party peeling him off larger than life Lauren and trying to get him back, but instead I'm at my Aunt's house on a Saturday night with Quinn Fabray because she wasn't really in the party mood a lot these days and needed a night away from the house of constant prayer that was her home.
Another veil was placed on Quinn's head as we sat on the couch next to each other.
"You have to hold her hand, Tana." I was being directed by a tiny human.
"I'm not holding Quinn's hand. This dress-up routine is getting old. Isn't there a cartoon on or a game you could play on Q's phone?"
"Santana, shut up already." Quinn reached over and roughly took my hand in hers.
"Good. Now you're married."
"What? That's it? We hold hands and we're married?"
"Yeah, silly." She ran off leaving Quinn and I on the couch.
"She just married us with Kleenex and I'm silly?" I pulled my hand away from Q's.
"She's a kid, San. She still thinks Santa and the tooth fairy are real."
I stood up and walked toward the kitchen.
"Yeah well, she'd have to be delusional to think we would ever get married."