Chapter 35

"Now remember Brittany don't look up and stare at the buildings okay?"

"But I don't understand why; I mean in order to look up at them you have to look up."

"Yes but when you look up at them you point and yell 'wow they are so tall'."

"Well they are," crossing her arms she starts to walk away as Santana pulls her back by her waist.

"Slow down Brittany we just don't want people making fun of you okay babe," asking she wraps her arms around the less aggravated blonde.

"Fine I'll believe you," smiling she puts her arm around the Latino's neck.

"So where to first?" Rachel asks proudly walking the streets as if it was her home.

"I don't know tour guide why don't you tell us," Santana states trying to keep Brittany from looking up.

"Guys can we please not fight or anything remotely close to that for the next two days." Quinn states walking next to Rachel wrapping her arm around her girlfriends.

"I'm not meaning to fight Quinn, but this is Rachel's home turf so I thought I would ask her where she has planned for us first, but of course that's just me assuming Rachel has one which…"

"Okay as always you are right Santana; I was thinking that maybe we could start our day off with a nice walk through central park."

"What about the Wax Museum?" Quinn points as they all stop.

"Berry?"

Looking at Quinn, the now out of control brunette smiles when the blonde mouths please smiling back, "fine I guess we rearrange the schedule for today." Crossing the street they all go inside.

"Hi Ms. Fabray…is Quinn home?" Finn asks trying to look around inside.

"No she's Finn; he, Rachel, Santana, and Brittany went to New York for the weekend.

"Oh okay well…"

"Come inside Finn," moving to the side she lets him in and leads him into the living room. "How are you Finn?"

"I honestly don't know."

"And why's that?"

"Kurt moved out, my mom and Burt can't look at me, and Rachel…"

"Well what do you expect Finn; I mean you hit her almost killing her, and you assume that everything is going to be okay and back to normal. I know that you're a good guy Finn because of that I've seen when you were with Quinn, but you really messed up."

"I know I did and all I want to do is look at her and tell her how truly sorry I am."

"I know that Finn but you need to give her time and space in order for her to forgive you."

"But…"

"No buts Finn look at you…you're a mess. You need to just take time to yourself and think about what you've done."

"I know what I did…"

"I know you know, but do you really know and have you really thought about it?"

"I just understand why they wouldn't even say hi to me," Brittany states walking back onto the street.

"Brittany honey we told you they're waxed."

"I know but I get waxed to and you don't see me being rude and not saying hi to anyone; Rachel if you ever get like that when you become famous I'm never going to talk to you ever again.

"Okay Brit," she laughs as the four of them try to figure out where to go. "Maybe we should check into the hotel so we don't worry about being late.

"Yeah why don't you and Q do that," Santana raises her eyebrows and nods her head to the side towards Rachel.

"Okay…Planet Hollywood for dinner?"

"Sure; how does 8 sound?"

"Wonderful," Santana smiles and walks off with Brittany as Quinn stands there with her arms folded tapping her foot.

"What was that all about?"

"Nothing," starting to walk she tries hard not to smile.

"Rachel Berry I know that face, you are hiding something so unless you plan on telling me I can make this a very long two days."

"Fine I'll tell you but you can't say anything in case it doesn't work out as planned."

"Okay…"

"Santana is taking Brittany to the Empire State Building…to tell her how much she loves her."

"Ewe, they're gonna have sex?"

"What ewe no…they aren't that rebellious, well I don't think they are. Santana has realized how short life is with everything you and I have been through and that has made her realize how much she loves Brittany."

"So…"

"She's going to propose to her."

"No way?"

"Yeah."

"No freaking way?"

"Yeah…she's really nervous and I've never seen her like this so she might not even do it so…"

"I won't say anything, but if she does and if Brittany says yes…I think I might know a way to top off this weekend."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, lets go find our hotel and I'll explain on our way cause I have no idea where we are."

"San this is really beautiful," Brittany states looking out the window.

"I know something that's more beautiful than what you're looking at now."

"What?"

"You."

"Well Santana I can't look at myself right now so that's kind of cheating."

Walking over to the blonde the now shaking Latino sits her down and takes a deep breath. "Brittany I love you…"

"I love you too San…"

"Please just let me talk because I never do that, and I actually have something to say. Brittany I love you and it might have taken me awhile to realize that since I'm a stubborn bitch, but when I stopped being one I came to realize that you're more than a friend to me. You make me feel happy and you've helped me look at life differently and try to understand where people are coming from before I tear them down. Helping Rachel and Quinn find their feelings for each…it just helped me understand how much I love you and would do anything for you. I asked you to move in because of how much I love you and the feeling of needing to protect you. I don't ever want to feel like this with anyone else Brittany and I hope you feel the same way…you can answer that if you want."

"Santana I love you too and of course I feel the same way…you're the only person that hasn't called me stupid and tries to help me when I get confused or corrects me when I'm wrong, which is a lot of the time."

"Most of the time…"

"See…I said yes because you already protect me and you don't even see it."

Smiling pulls something out of her pocket, "Brittany I love you and I wanted to know…well I was wondering if you…Brittany Susan Pierce, will you marry me?"

Looking down Brittany sees a dolphin ring in Santana's hand, "are you serious?"

"Yeah...well not if you don't want me to be."

"Of course I want you to be serious."

"Okay then I'm serious and I'll even get down on one knee if you want me to."

"No because that would be the typical thing to do and let's face it…nothing about you and me is typical."

"So…"

"Yes Santana I'll marry you," smiling she wraps her arms around her and kisses her.

"Quinn that is fantastic idea," Rachel states walking into the room.

"You really think so?"

"Yes and I think they will think so as well; that is of course Santana doesn't chicken out."

"I don't think she will."

"Me either, but you never know; how long do you think we have until they come back, if they come back at all before dinner?"

"I'm just going to say dinner will be the next time we see them," lying down on the bed she smiles when Rachel lies next to her.

"Thank you Quinn."

"For what?"

"This weekend…I needed it."

"I know you did Rachel."

"This just lying here in your arms…it feels right."

"And how does this feel?" Leaning over Quinn gives her girlfriend a kiss.

"Amazing…you know there is one thing I would like to do tomorrow morning."

"Yeah what's that?"

"Watch the sun rise so I can compare it's beauty to yours."

"Okay," laughing she gets up and starts to unpack.

"What are you doing?"

"We have a few hours before dinner so I was thinking about getting into the shower."

"But the city…it's right there," Rachel pouts pointing to the window.

"Rachel honey…we have a few hours of peace and quiet and right now I am taking off my shirt to get into the shower where I will be completely naked. Would you rather walk the streets that you are soon going to walk every day, or get into the shower with me where I will be completely naked as I am now taking off my pants?"

"Um…" turning to look out the window she turns back to have a bra hit her in her face. "Shower."

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