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It was early in the morning. I got up around 5:00 as usual and started getting ready for work. Santana was away on a business trip in Boston, and was coming home today. I was excited. She had been away for over a three weeks now, and I couldn't wait for her to come home. Her job was an executive for a legal branch, and because of all her success; she traveled all over giving presentations and speaking at conventions. I checked my phone and saw a text from San.

Hey baby. I just boarded my flight. I can't wait to see you when I get home.

XOXO San

I smiled. She made plans prior to her coming home, which included dinner and a movie and some much needed quality time together. I loved date nights, especially with her. It was now, about 5:45 and I was pouring my coffee into my favorite mug. It had a picture of Santana and I when we won Nationals during High School. I can still clearly remember how she looked in that red dress like it was yesterday. She was the most beautiful girl in the entire building. And she was all mine. I sat at the kitchen counter and started reading the newspaper when my phone rang. It was Santana's ringtone. It's way too early, I thought. They must've landed because something was wrong with the plane.

"Hey baby! What's going on?" I answered. She didn't answer. I only heard sniffles, and some mumbling.

"San? What's wrong?" I wasn't too worried, but she never cried. So something was definitely wrong.

"Baby… Britt… I'm still in the air. Our plane got hijacked… And I don't have much time. They're planning on crashing our plane into the World Trade Center in New York. I've called… To say…." She started crying more.

"This isn't funny, Santana. If this is some cruel joke and you're about to walk in the front door to surprise me, just do it because I don't like it. " I told her. I was denying everything she said. I didn't want to hear that. I didn't want to believe it.

"I'm not playing a joke Britt.. This is real. I needed to hear your voice one more time. I needed to tell you that I love you with my entire heart and that I will always be with you no matter what." She blew her nose and continued talking. "You're everything I could've ever dreamed for. We went through so much together, and experienced so many new things. And I am very blessed to have had the wonderful opportunity to call you my girlfriend. There is one thing I want you to go and look for when we get off the phone okay? You'll know what it is when you see it. It's in the bottom drawer of my desk in the room. I have to go, Britt. Don't forget about me okay? I promise I'll watch over you from wherever I am. I'll make sure you're okay. I love you, forever and eternity. This isn't goodbye, it's just.. See you later okay?" The tears were falling faster with every word she said.

"I love you too, baby. But you should know by now, that I'll never forget about you. You'll live in my heart everyday." I told her. "See you later.." And the phone line went dead. I felt like universe was shifting. My world was changing. I was about to lose the love of my life in a matter of minutes. I ran into the living room and turned the TV on.

"It's the scene of horror. A plane has already crashed into the North Tower of the World Trade Center. What we're seeing here today is an act of terrorism on the United States. Oh! What is that? OH MY GOD! A second plane has crashed into the South Tower! This is horrible. I can't believe what I'm seeing."

And that's when I knew. Santana was gone. My phone rang, but it wasn't Santana's ringtone. It was Rachel's. I clicked answer.

"Brittany don't talk. It's Rachel. Quinn and I are coming over right now. We now this isn't the time for you to be alone." And she hung up. Did she know what happened to Santana? About twenty minutes later, my doorbell rang. I opened the door the two of them were standing there. Shaking, mascara running, with tears still falling from their eyes. They pulled me in for a hug.

"I'm so so so sorry Brittany.. Santana called us too." Rachel said. After they released me from the hug, we went back into the living where the news was still on. I turned the volume down, and turned to the two of them. After going through horrible break ups after college, Rachel and Quinn found comfort in each other. Eventually they started dating, something I knew would eventually happen. Quinn wiped the tears from Rachel's eyes. I watched her as she mouthed the words, "Stop crying baby. We have to be strong for Britt." Rachel nodded her head, and kissed Quinn lightly.

"What.. Did San tell you guys?" I asked. I was curious.

"She called when the plane was first hijacked. She wanted to know what was going on, so we turned on the news and saw what happening. The first plane had hit the North Tower, and according to the reporter, a plane that was headed for LA was turned around and headed for New York." Tears fell as Quinn told me what happened. "Santana started crying, she kept telling us that she didn't want to leave you. She saw you two with a future, but now it was going to be cut short." My tears started falling harder and faster. Quinn got up and sat next to me. "She told us that she had to call you, and told us that we had to look after you. Which is what we'll do. We'll be around whenever you want. Stay over when you need us, we'll be here Britt. We won't leave you alone."

"Thanks guys." I told them. That's when I remembered what Santana told me. The bottom drawer of her desk. I stood up and told them that I would be right back. They nodded their heads and turned towards the TV. Rachel leaned into Quinn and she automatically put her arm around her. I walked into the room, and looked at her desk. There were pictures of us all over, and pictures of just me. I bent down and opened the bottom drawer. In the back left corner, I found a little box; with a piece of paper under it. It couldn't be, I thought to myself. I opened the box and found a beautiful diamond ring. I sat on the ground, and cried even more.

"She was going to propose." I whispered to myself. I grabbed the piece of paper that was under it, and opened it up. It had a bunch of writing on it, and a lot of it had lines through it.

Brittany you're the love of my life, will you marry me?

I don't know how to say this, but I want you to be my wife will you marry me?

This is too hard! Ugh. I want this to be perfect.

Brittany Susan Pierce. You made me see who I really am. What potential I have lying under the surface. You stuck with me through hard times, and celebrated the times that filled us with overwhelming joy. I felt like we've done it all. And most importantly, you've helped me become the person I am today. Strong, confident, and not afraid to be who I really am. And that's something I could never ever say thank you for enough. You are my soul mate. (This is when I point up to the sky.) For every star, I could name something about you that I loved. But Brittany, there aren't enough stars in the sky to help me explain how much love I have for you. So maybe this will. Brittany, will you make me the happiest girl on this planet, and do me the honor, of being my wife?

Ahhh yeah that's it. =)

The piece of paper made me break down. I filled with emotions. Both happy, and sad. I looked up, hoping that you were looking down.

"Yes baby, yes I'll marry you." I slipped the ring onto my finger and walked back outside into the living room.