"I've literally never been so happy to see a sad face in my entire fucking life." Santana says with a sigh of relief after seeing the last of the pregnancy tests.

"Me either. We dodged a huge bullet."

"Hell yeah. From now on, you should just swallow." Quinn laughs as she gathers the tests and places them in the trash.

"Nice try." Quinn walks out of the bathroom with Santana following behind.

Rachel left not too long ago, though she didn't explain why, leaving the couple with the kids. Quinn can't put into words how happy she is that she isn't pregnant again, but something is bothering her about not having had her period. It wasn't just her missed periods that made her think she was pregnant. Quinn has had a few moments of nausea and had been feeling bloated...but maybe that was just coincidental.

"And it's nap time." Santana says excitedly, causing Quinn to chuckle as she goes to check on the sleeping children in their bedroom. After walking away from the door, she responds.

"Why are you always so happy about that?" She asks.

"Because since having kids, real rest has been a sad distant memory. Now, let's get our cuddle on until one of those crumb snatchers wake up." Santana grins as she grabs Quinn's hand and leads her into the bedroom.

Santana is sure this was the fastest year she'd ever experienced. Benji and Kai are now one year olds and it's almost unbelievable to her. For their first birthday, Rachel, Santana and Quinn agreed to go back home to Lima so that their grandparents could be a part of the celebration. The Berry men offered to host and no one objected, though Santana now wishes she would have. She has nothing against them, she's just really in the mood for barbecue and Rachel's fathers are vegan too.

"We should sneak off and get something to eat." Santana says to Brittany as she watches everyone mingle at the small party.

"What's wrong with the food here?" Brittany asks, confusion written on her face.

"I want some damn meat and you know how her fathers are." Brittany giggles with a nod of her head.

Rachel's fathers are really nice people, but they're kind of pushy and think everyone should give up meat.

"I think I could use a burger." Brittany responds.

"A grilled one. We could go to the store for some meat and fire up my moms?" Santana asks as she looks at her children playing in the kiddie pool with Quinn, Rachel and Mercedes standing near.

"And corn." Santana glances at Brittany with creased eyebrows.

"Corn? Britt you're ruining my fantasy." Brittany shrugs.

"What? I like grilled corn...but wouldn't they notice if we leave?" Santana's lips purse as her eyes narrow.

"Yeah, didn't think of how bland this party would be in Lima." Brittany nods. The party mostly consists of a few adults, but the kids are enjoying it and that's all that matters to Brittany.

"Why isn't Quinn's parents here?" Brittany asks.

"You know they don't talk B." Santana sees the recognition in her eyes before she nods her head.

Quinn hasn't spoken to anyone in her family since she was a teenager. After her father had kicked her out for becoming pregnant, she stayed with Mercedes and her family until she went off to college, and they became more of her family than her biological one. Though they weren't able to be there for the birth of her second child, the Jones's have come to visit Kai as well Mercedes when her tour ended.

"Oh yeah." Brittany says slowly, almost embarrassed that she forgot about it.

"We just need a distraction." Santana's eyes narrow as they glance over the party guests. Santana's abuela is talking to Rachel's father Leroy sitting at a table on the patio. Maribel and Mercedes' mother and father are near the cooler talking and Sam is...

"What are you two planning?" Sam says as he approaches the women from behind.

"Nothing, Real House Husbands of Hollywood. What do you want?" Santana asks as he stands beside her. Sam shrugs before responding.

"To know what you're planning. Does it involve something not kid friendly?" Brittany and Santana glance at him with confused expressions.

"Not like that! I just meant something more grown up. Adult entertainment or something." Santana rolls her eyes as Sam takes a sip from the bottle of beer in his hand.

"Are you not enjoying my kids party?" Sam stares at Santana, lips slightly parted as he thinks of a response.

"I'm honestly a little afraid to answer that." Brittany giggles with a slight shake of her head.

"It's okay. Do you have your guitar?" Brittany asks him.

"When don't I have my guitar?" He responds with a smirk.

"Go get it." Brittany says.

"Why?"

"Just get the damn thing guppy lips, we don't have all day." Sam shrugs before walking away and Santana turns back towards Brittany.

"Why does he need the guitar?" She asks.

"To be the distraction. I got this." Brittany smirks, causing Santana to giggle.

"Okay B. I'll be right back." Brittany nods as Santana walks up the patio steps. As she reaches for the backdoor, it pops open.

"Oh, I'm sorry Santana." Hiram says as Santana steps back to avoid being hit by the door.

"Don't worry about it." Santana responds, a small smile on her lips as she slides past him and into the house.

"I do hope you're enjoying the party." Santana is surprised to hear Hiram speak again, thinking he'd gone outside. Turning to face him, Santana notices him hovering near the table near the door.

"Yeah, I mean I didn't expect a stripper for a couple of one year olds." Hiram chuckles lightly.

"Yes...that would be quite absurd."

"Thanks again for offering to host. I'd be happy to stay and help clean." Hiram waves his hand dismissively.

"It was no trouble at all for my only grandson. I've been meaning to ask, how close in age are Kai and Benji?"

"Rachel didn't tell you?" Hiram shakes his head.

"Oh, well they're three days apart." Hiram's eyes narrow as his bottom lip comes to rest beneath his teeth.

"Interesting..." He says lowly and Santana eyes him suspiciously.

"Interesting?" She questions, but he only nods.

"Interesting how?" She says, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.

"Well, for them to be so close in age, I can only wonder about the conception timelines..." Hiram trails off as he and Santana stare intensely at each other.

"Rachel and I's relationship is none of your business, but since you obviously have something on your mind, spit it out." Hiram rolls his eyes.

"It's very nice that you two are playing 'modern family' but I am not okay with the fact that you cheated on my daughter." Santana's eyebrows rise at his accusation.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm sure you heard me." Santana crosses her arms.

"Like I said before, what happened between me and Rachel is none of your damn business but I did not cheat on her. I would never disrespect her that way." Hiram rolls his eyes.

"Of course..." Hiram smiles and Santana can see the insincerity as it doesn't quite reach his eyes. Wordlessly, Santana continues on her way to the bathroom.

"I gotta give it to you girl, I couldn't do it." Mercedes says from her chair next to Quinn. Rachel went to take a phone call in private while she and Quinn stayed near the pool to watch the kids.

"Do what?" Quinn asks.

"Be friends with Santana's baby mama. It's nice that everyone is getting along, but...it's Rachel. She's probably jealous that her kid is getting more attention than her right now." Quinn chuckles while shaking her head slightly.

"Cedes, she's really not like that anymore. You'd know that if you came around more often." Mercedes rolls her eyes.

"And leave my fans waiting? What kind of icon would I be if I did that?" Smirking, Mercedes and Quinn share a light laugh.

"Honestly though, some things don't change about people. Santana is still a bitch, you're still an ice queen and I'm still a diva."

"Can I record you admitting that? Just for future references." Quinn jokes.

"Talk to my manager." Mercedes responds and Quinn shakes her head.

"You're right though, some things don't change but Rachel and I are actual friends now. I think if she were jealous or anything, I would've seen it by now. Not to mention she's pretty happy with Britt. What would she even be jealous of?"

"You. You have what she wanted with Santana, but couldn't have. What if this is a part of some long crazy ass plan to steal Santana back?" Quinn laughs heartily at her friend.

"Seriously, you should slow down on the mojitos." Mercedes shrugs as she sips the drink in her hand.

"Okay, it might be the mojitos talking, but I'll drop it. I'm still surprised you and Satan finally got it together, I mean you've had the hots for her for how long?"

"Too long, but I'm glad I have her now." As a smile makes its way to Quinn's face, Mercedes rests her hand on her shoulder.

"I can tell you're really happy and I'm happy for you. You deserve it. She's treating you well right?" Quinn nods.

"Unbelievably so. She's...something special." Quinn's smile widens, becoming infectious.

"I see since you can't wipe that goofy smile off your face. You must be stuck in the honeymoon phase." Quinn shakes her head.

"We never had a honeymoon phase. We got together at the most stressful times in our lives and at one point we fought more than we spoke to each other...but we always made it to the other side. For a while, Santana thought I was going to leave her after every fight." Mercedes eyebrows furrow.

"Why?" She asks.

"Just stuff she carried with her. We're mostly past it now, but she still has her moments." Mercedes nods understandingly as she takes another sip of her drink.

"Well I'm glad you two are happy. I like Santana when she's happy, she's way less bitchy." Quinn nods as she chuckles at her friend.

"Just make sure I get an invite to the wedding. It's bad enough I missed Kai being born, but...I get to make it up to her since I have no obligations for the rest of the year."

"Does that mean you're coming to NYC?" Quinn asks, her voice laced with excitement.

"Hell yeah it does!" When Mercedes says this, Quinn almost pulls her out of her seat to hug her. Mercedes laughs as she returns the hug.

"I don't know if I should be ashamed of you or happy to actually have a real meal today." Quinn says as she gives Kai a grilled hotdog.

"I don't care either way. If I see another vegetable I'll lose my shhh-uh, you know." Santana cuts herself short after glancing at Kai. Everyone had been getting on her case lately about cursing around the kids after Benji started shouting 'shit' for no apparent reason.

"Why sneak off though?" Quinn asks.

"Because Rachel's dads are sensitive. I don't care about their feelings, but B still has to play nice."

"So that's why Sam brought out his guitar?" Santana nods.

"Britt knew it would work."

"Of course it would work. When can Rachel pass up the opportunity to sing?" Santana chuckles, sitting next to Kai at her mother's kitchen table.

"Good point. Why don't you go get ready for bed? I got it from here." Santana says before Quinn sits in a chair.

"You sure? I am actually pretty tired."

"Yeah, get some beauty sleep. If you don't stay hot forever I'll leave you." Quinn rolls her eyes.

"Sure you will." She adds before hugging her daughter and telling her she loves her before kissing Santana.

"Good night, I love you. Don't have her up too late."

"I love you too and no guarantees. Isn't that right mija?" Kai smiles at her mothers as she stuffs another piece of food into her mouth and Quinn shakes her head as she leaves the room.

After Kai finishes her food, Santana bathes her and she's asleep before Santana can finish putting her in her pajamas. Santana tucks her in next to Quinn in her old bedroom before going to shower herself. After putting on her pajamas, Santana quietly makes her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. From her position near the sink, Santana hears light footsteps behind her. Turning, she sees her mother in a fluffy gray robe, smiling softly at her.

"I thought you would have been asleep by now." Maribel says, opening the refrigerator as Santana turns to lean against the sink.

"I'm headed there. What are you doing awake?" Santana asks.

"Just looking for something to eat before bed. There's some leftover pie I made the other day if you'd like to join me." Santana shakes her head as she watches her mother take out the container of meat she'd just grilled.

"I'm okay." Maribel nods her head as she moves around the kitchen to prepare her snack.

"What's on your mind Santi?" Maribel asks after reheating a hamburger.

"Nothing." Santana lies, but she knows her mother can tell.

"Santana, what's going on?" She asks again and Santana sighs as she sits her glass down on the counter.

"Just been thinking about a lot of stuff."

"Like?" Maribel asks as she sits at the kitchen table with her food. "Sientate." Santana shakes her head. "Santana." Maribel says warningly.

Santana rolls her eyes as she takes a seat across from her mother.

"I've just been thinking about life a lot today. My kids are one...that's amazing. It's super weird to see your kids grow up." Maribel chuckles lightly.

"You're preaching to the choir honey. Wait until they're teens." Santana smirks, shaking her head lightly with amusement.

"Anyway...So much changed in the past year and I don't think I've ever been this happy." Maribel arches her eyebrow when Santana trails off, her eyes darting around the room as she slowly licks her lips.

"I...think I want to ask Quinn to marry me." Maribel smiles at her daughter.

"That's great Santana...but why do you seem hesitant?" She asks.

"I'm afraid she'll say no. We've only been together a year and yeah we have a kid but that doesn't mean we should get married. I just...I can't see my life without her." Santana's eyes drop towards the table awaiting her mother's response.

"If you love her and you're sure you want to spend the rest of your life with her and work together to maintain your commitment to each other...then ask her."

"But what if she says no?"

"Find out why and see if it's a deal breaker or if you two can work on it. Marriage is a big step so if she says no, you shouldn't take it personally. Unless she says she doesn't want to marry you because of who you are, but I doubt that."

Santana doesn't think Quinn would really turn down her proposal, but she doesn't want to mess things up. What they have isn't traditional by any means, but Santana wouldn't have it any other way. Quinn is already the mother of her child, but she wants Quinn to be her everything moving forward. Though she'd be lying if she said she wasn't terrified of the idea of marriage. It's legal, it's binding and it's final. Those reasons don't discourage her, but they have the power to sway her decision as well as Quinn's.

When she and Rachel got engaged, she thought that was something she wanted. It was what comes next...but she had been apprehensive about it. Yes, she liked the idea of marrying Rachel, but it doesn't feel the same with Quinn. Santana doesn't just like the idea, she actively wants to take that next step with Quinn. As Santana gazes into her smiling mother's eyes, she sighs softly.

"Thanks mami." Santana says softly, giving her mother a tight lipped smile.

"See? I'm useful sometimes." Santana laughs lightly at the wink her mother throws her before eating her food.

Quinn never really likes coming home to Lima. Sometimes, she enjoys the nostalgia and the sense of home but other times, it's nothing but a reminder of her past. While she's accepted her past and is moving forward, she still hates it. All the bad she'd ever done was here. The version of herself she worked so hard to destroy, was born right here and Quinn doesn't like to think about the monster she once was.

"Babe? You okay?" Santana watches as Quinn turns her head towards her, blinking as she comes out of her daze.

"Yeah, I uh...got lost in thought."

"Didn't think picking a bag of chips would be that complicated for you." Quinn glares at her smirking girlfriend. Maribel had asked the couple to pick up a few things for her at the grocery store and they didn't mind.

"What are you thinking about?" Santana asks, watching Quinn grab a bag of chips and toss it in the cart behind their daughter.

"Nothing really. I'm just ready to go home." Quinn says as she begins to push the cart down the aisle, Santana following closely behind.

"Bored of Lima already?" Quinn nods.

"So happy we got out of this loser town." Santana murmurs as her eyes take in her surroundings.

"Ditto. Are you ready to go?" Santana nods her head and they get in line to checkout.

In the parking lot, Santana grabs the bags from the metal cart as Quinn grabs Kai. As Quinn walks around the back of her truck, she hears someone calling her name. Confused, Quinn looks around the parking lot until she sees an older blonde woman waving at her.

"Is that your mom?" Quinn hears from beside her and she isn't even sure when Santana got so close.

Feeling her blood run cold, Quinn stands there frozen. Unable to process that the woman she hasn't spoken to in over 10 years, walking towards her with a bright smile.