"I think that's it," you say, closing the trunk of Brittany's car. She's standing beside you with a faraway look on her face.

"Babe? Is there anything we forgot to pack?"

She snaps back to attention, looking at you with wide eyes.

Your brows furrow, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong, I just… I can't believe we're doing this…" she answers.

You roll your eyes softly and grin at her, "We're going to visit your family Britt, not robbing a bank. This was your idea, remember?"

"No, I know. I still want to go and I'm so glad that you're going with me, it's just…this is serious stuff. Meeting the family."

You can feel your smile grow soft, "It is serious stuff. But so are we. I'm honored that you want to do this with me."

"I want everything with you," she mumbles out before leaning down and pressing a slow kiss to your lips.

You're blushing by the time she pulls away and she's grinning like a dork.

"You ready?" you whisper against her mouth, gaining a quick nod.

"Yeah, let's go."

—-

Brittany's parents only live about 4 hours away, the drive is scenic and it makes you ache for open spaces. You waste your time in the car talking about anything and everything. You talk about what classes you're going to take in the fall, how you're both ecstatic to move in together and what that's going to be like. Before you realize it, you're pulling into the driveway of a beautiful two story house in a quaint tree lined neighborhood.

"Here we are," Brittany says happily before leaning to kiss your cheek. She runs around and opens your door for you before you have a chance.

You chuckle, "Thank you."

"You're Welc…"

"BRITT!"

She turns as a streak flies into her arms, "Hey Ashley. I missed you!"

You look up from the scene beside you to see two tall blond people standing in the doorway. Her mom waves at you and you try not to be awkward as you wave back.

"Santana, this is Ashley my little sister. Ashley, Santana."

"Nice to meet you," you respond while sticking out your hand.

"You too," she says politely.

The three of you head up to the door and her parents envelop her in big hugs.

"San, these are my parents Alex and Susan."

"It's nice to meet you, Santana. We've heard a lot about you. The fact that you're here right now says more than anything," Susan replies.

"MOM!"

You look over to see Ashley snickering and Brittany blushing.

"You've never brought anyone home before, honey. We're thrilled to get to know the girl who caused this sudden change," Alex adds on.

"I've only been here 5 minutes and you're already embarrassing me" Brittany mumbles, covering her face and shaking her head. You laugh at her before taking her hand off of her face and following her parents inside the house.

—-

You follow Brittany up the stairs to what you assume is her childhood bedroom. She pauses in front of the door and looks back to you with a grin, "This is where the magic happens," she says around a grin.

You roll your eyes and shove her shoulder "You're such a dork."

"You love it."

"I do love it, I'd love it even more if you'd open the door and stop stalling," you reply with a pointed look.

"What? I'm not.. fine. Here we go."

She opens the door and steps in, ushering you to follow her in. You take a look around and see that the room is covered in motocross stuff. There are several trophies and medals sitting on the window sill, she's got action posters of different motocross athletes, and there's a helmet and a jacket sitting on top of her desk.

"How… did we never talk about you being into motocross?" You walk over to a collage of pictures on the wall by the bed. There's one of Brittany taken from behind, she's standing at the top of a dirt hill in nothing but riding pants and a sports bra with her helmet under her arm. "That's really hot…"

"I don't know, I guess it never came up?"

You narrow your eyes, "It seems like it was a pretty huge part of your life"

"It was. It was my life. I was nationally ranked, but then… then I fell. I was going around a curve and leaned too far into it and my bike slipped. I fell and tore the ACL in my knee and that was it. An entire career gone with one bad move."

She's looking down at her feet and fidgeting with the duffel bag on the bed. And then it clicks, she wasn't hesitant to show you her bedroom. She was hesitant because there are a lot of memories in here, memories of something she can't do anymore. You walk over and wrap her up in a hug.

"I'm sorry, Baby. I had no idea."

"No it's fine. It is what it is. I miss it alot but I'm happy now too. I'm learning more about things that I've always loved. And, if I had have continued on the motocross circuit, I may not have ever met you. I guess things happen for a reason."

"That's a very mature stance."

"Hey, I can be mature… when I want to"

You start to respond but instead let out a shriek as Britt tackles you on to the bed and starts ticking your sides.

"Yeah, REAL mature," you giggle out.

Her hands slow and she sits up to look at you with a thoughtful smile on her face, "I love you, Santana."

"I love you too, Britt," you reply, placing a sweet kiss on her lips.

You lean back in but stop when you hear a the door knob turn, you sit up quickly because it'd be just awesome if her parents caught you making out with their daughter in her bed when you haven't even been here an hour. Instead you're greeted by a shock of long blond hair and a pair of blue eyes not unlike Brittany's.

"Hey Ash"

"Hey, can I come in?"

Brittany is looking at her curiously, "You've never asked to come in my room before… usually you just burst in without warning."

"I'm trying to be considerate here, since you've got a girlfriend now," Ashley responds flip of her hand.

"Well since you need an invitation all the sudden, Please, Ashley Pierce, won't you join us in my room?"

She rolls her eyes as she makes her way to sit on the bed, "Ha Ha. You're hilarious."

You're watching their banter with amusement, they seem to get along pretty well and you can see how happy they are to be back together.

"So, Mom told me that you're trying out for the Cheerios in a few weeks?"

She blushes softly, "Oh… yeah. I am, I mean, it's not as cool as motocross but I think it'll be fun."

"Hey, it's going to be awesome. Cheerleading takes some crazy strength you know."

You decide that now is a good time to join the conversation," I was a cheerleader in high school too."

Brittany whips her head around to look at you. "You were?" both of the Pierce girls ask in unison.

You giggle, "I was! It was a lot of fun, and Brittany's right, it does take a lot of strength." You lean over closer to her and stage whisper, "The outfits are pretty cute too."

"Hey, none of that. She doesn't need to be cute," Brittany pouts at your words.

Ashley looks at Brittany like she's grown another head, "Uh, yes, I absolutely need to be cute. How will I get dates if I'm not cute?"

"That's the point," Brittany responds with an evil grin.

"Ugh, you're worse than Dad."

"Awesome," Brittany replies happily.

—-

"So Santana, what are you majoring in?" Alex asks from across the dinner table.

"Oh, I'm pre-law. I'm hoping to go into Civil Rights Law once I get to Grad School."

"A lawyer, huh?" he responds, looking impressed, "Are your parent's lawyers or is this something you just wanted to do?"

"Oh no, my mom is a doctor and my dad owns a grocery store in my home town. I have just always felt strongly about helping people who are being unfairly treated."

"That's a very noble stance," Susan adds in, smiling at you.

You blush a bit and Britt leans over to press a kiss to your cheek.

"She is pretty amazing."

"Awwwwwww" Ashley teases exaggeratedly, "Look how adorrrrrrable they are."

"I'm gonna punch you, Ash." Brittany threatens half-heartedly.

Her parents are both grinning and you can tell that they're really amused by how embarrassed Brittany is. It is pretty amusing, but you don't say that, you just try to bite back your smile and go back to eating your dinner.

—-

Brittany has just gone upstairs to take a shower, leaving you to sit in the living room with her parents.

"I'm really glad you were able to come visit us with Brittany. She talks about you all the time and it's nothing but good things."

You smile at her words, "She's pretty amazing. I'm glad she invited me and thank you for having me."

"Oh it's no problem at all. We were dying to meet you, she speaks so highly of you. We can hear in her voice how much she loves you. Britt has always been a bit…wild, it's nice to meet the woman who can balance her out."

You're a bit speechless at her words and are surprised that the notorious Brittany Pierce called home to tell her parents about you. Susan must notice your silence because she reaches over and pats your thigh, "Now that Britt isn't around to ruin my fun, would you like to take a look at some photo albums?"

You nod quickly and scoot to sit beside her as she pulls a book from underneath the coffee table.

—-

"And we got a call from the neighbor that Brittany was as naked as the day she was born, up in a tree trying to coax her cat down. When we asked why she was naked, she said she didn't want to tear her new dress climbing the tree. We still don't know why she took her underwear off too."

You can't stop laughing at the mental image and just as another story starts up, you hear a thump as Brittany slides around the corner and into the wall. She's beet red and her eyes are wide and alarmed.

"MOM, What are you doing? No one wants to hear those stories!"

"Oh I definitely want to hear them, babe," You sputter out around a laugh.

"It's okay, I've already told the good ones anyway. I'm going to head up to bed, you girls have a good night."

She pauses to kiss Brittany on the forehead as she passes, "Goodnight, honey. Goodnight, Santana."

She whispers something in Brittany's ear that causes her to relax and smile softly, "Goodnight, mom."

"So, I guess you've always been a fan of nudity huh?"

—-

You're fiddling with the knobs in the shower when Brittany walks in behind you and closes the door.

"I brought you some towels."

"Oh, thanks babe."

She walks up behind you and presses against your back, dropping small kisses to your neck.

"Oh, I see. The towels were just an excuse. You have an ulterior motive huh?"

"I…have…no idea… what you're… talking about" she responds between kisses and nips.

"Britt…"

"Hmm?"

You turn around and push into her body causing her to take a step back.

"Thanks for the towels" you husk out before pressing a lingering kiss to her mouth and pushing her out the bathroom door.

"Wha?"

You giggle loudly at the lost look on her face before closing the door with a click. There's a thump against the door and you hear her mumble "You're the worst."

"I'll make it up to you when we get home, but I can't in good conscience have sex with you while your parents and sister are right down the hall," you reply through the door.

"Ugh, fine. But I may or may not sleep with panties on tonight" she says, leaving you to stand there slack jawed. Well, this may not be as easy as you anticipated.

—-

You've been in bed about 3 hours and Britt is doing all she can to tease the holy hell out of you. She is in fact, not wearing panties or pants for that matter. And she's pressed closely to your side with her leg thrown over your waist. The apex of her thighs is also pressed tightly and wetly to you as she kisses up and down your neck.

"Britt, this is so unfair."

"What? I just want to cuddle with you, that's all."

"That's not what the wet spot on my thigh says"

"I can't help how my body reacts to your hotness" she whispers against your ear.

" Ugh, Britt. You're killing me. We'll be home tomorrow night and then you can do whatever you want to me."

"Whatever I want?"

"Whatever. You. Want."

"Deal. But... I don't have to put panties on do I?"

You groan loudly and turn over, trying to ignore the snickering you hear from the other side of the bed.

—-

You wake up the next morning, just as tired as you were when you went to bed. Knowing that Brittany was laying there, completely bare from the waist down drove you insane for the majority of the night. You're starting to question your obsession with sex with her, it's only been like a day.

"Moarmin"

You look up to see Brittany peeking around the bathroom door with her toothbrush hanging out of her mouth.

"Morning" you reply, stretching and rolling onto your stomach, "I see you found some pants."

"I can take them back off if you'd prefer."

You roll your eyes and turn away from her, "Go finish brushing your teeth, Pierce."

She laughs loudly and heads back into the bathroom.

—-

"Good Morning, girls. How did you sleep?" Susan asks from where she stands at the stove making pancakes.

"Good morning. We slept well, thank you."

"Have a seat, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes."

You sit down at the table just as Ashley comes stumbling down the stairs mostly asleep.

"mnbrekfiss"

"I think we're all out of that, but there's pancakes. Will that work instead?" Alex says with amusement.

Ashley turns her head to him with a look of exasperation, "Dad humor," she huffs under her breath before digging into her pancakes.

—-

The rest of your day is spent hanging around the house and getting to know the Pierces better. You find out that Alex is an architect at a small local firm and that Susan is a preschool teacher and that they always knew that Brittany was a genius, even if she wasn't so sure. Ashley spends most of her time pretending like she's not glad that Brittany is home but failing. By the time it's time for you to head back, you don't really want to go. The Pierces are great and you can see why Brittany is so amazing.

"I wish you could stay longer" Susan says sadly as Brittany is loading your bags into the trunk.

"I know mom, me too. We'll be back again before school starts and we'll stay longer next time, I promise."

She pulls Brittany in for a long hug and then hands her off to her dad. You're a bit surprised when she comes up and hugs you tightly followed by the same from Alex.

"We're so glad we got to meet you, honey. You're everything Brittany said and more. You come back soon, okay?"

"I will, thank you, Susan. It was great to meet you both."

Brittany is hugging her little sister tightly and whispering into her ear. You watch for a second before you decide you should probably give them a moment. You wave before getting into the passenger seat and waiting for Britt to finish her goodbyes. A few minutes late she gets into the car with a sad little smile on her face.

"I always forget how much I miss them until I have to leave them again."

"I'm sorry babe."

"It's okay, we've got years to come back and visit as much as we can."

You take her hand and bite back a smile at what she said as she waves out the window and pulls away from the curb.

—-

You've spent the last few hours of your drive home talking about different aspects of your futures, like where you want to live when you get older, what kind of jobs you want, your preference between living in the city vs. living in the country and you stutter when you realize that you're including Brittany in your plans for the future and you think she's doing the same. When you think about buying a house and starting a family, in your mind, she's by your side. You must be sitting there for too long because she looks over at you from the passenger seat to find you staring at her.

"Uh, you okay in there?" she questions.

You're not sure what possesses you but the next words out of your mouth surprise you.

"Do you ever think about the future?"

"Weren't we just talking about the future? For like.. 3 hours?"

"Yeah, but I mean.. our future? Together?"

You feel bold saying it out loud but that quickly turns to panic when you realize the assumption that you've put out there.

"Um, yeah… yeah I do." You can see red crawling up her neck. "I think about our future all the time. Like, um, when we were talking about where we want to live… I kind of assumed we were discussing. You know, as a couple?"

You cock you head to the side because that certainly isn't what you were expecting to hear from her.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Really. I wasn't lying when I said I want everything with you."

"Britt…I love you. I want that too."

"Good, it'd be awkward if you didn't.."

"Ugh, way to ruin the moment, Britt."