Ok so I lied lol. This is the very end. It ties up some things up. I want to thank you guys so much for riding on this journey with me. You guys keep me going. Thank you so much.
Some of you said to keep writing Brittana so I'm going to shamelessly plug my other story now lol. It's Mr. Steal Your Girl is my new story and I'd love it if you checked it out :) With that I thank you again for all your support. I love you guys!
Santana led Brittany back downstairs to the party. The blonde found Quinn first, running up and hugging her.
"I take it you're happy." Quinn laughed.
"You and San have good taste. Thank you for helping." Brittany squeezed Quinn once more before letting go.
"She didn't really need my help. She had it under control."
"But still, thank you."
"You're welcome. And congratulations." Quinn hugged both girls.
Brittany spent the rest of the night showing her rock off to anyone that would see it. She was ecstatic to say the least. Santana was by her side the whole night, smiling.
The party died down after a few more hours, leaving Santana and Brittany alone for the first time since before the party.
"Do you want to just go to bed and clean tomorrow?" Santana asked, falling onto the couch. "I'm exhausted."
"That's fine." Brittany smiled. She walked over and pulled Santana up into a hug. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, fiancé." Santana smirked. "So I suppose I can tell you now."
"Tell me what?"
Santana took Brittany's left hand. "This is what I was talking to your dad about on Christmas. I wanted to ask his permission first. So then he told your mom and Brook overheard so she had to talk to me."
"I knew you weren't telling me something." Brittany smirked. "You really did keep the whole gentleman thing up. I'm impressed."
"Well baby girl, only the best for you."
"You realize we have to tell everyone tomorrow."
"I know. You can talk to everyone. I don't want all the questions from my mother again."
"What questions?"
"Well statements actually. When I called on Christmas, she yelled at me saying she wants grandchildren."
"We're just going to have to give them to her then." Brittany smiled sweetly, walking into the bedroom.
Santana stood, dumbfounded, for a second before running after Brittany. "Wait a second. You want one right away? We don't even have a wedding date set yet."
"I know." Brittany laughed. "I just like seeing you go crazy."
"Evil." Santana shook her head. "Pure evil."
"It is something we should discuss though."
"Yeah but not tonight. I want to celebrate properly." Santana got a devilish grin before tackling Brittany onto the bed.
5 years. It's been 5 years that I've been married to the love of my life. I would say I couldn't be happier but I get happier every day I wake up next to her. Anyway, moving on. Our wedding was small and beautiful. We had it in the middle of summer in Bridgeport at Brittany's parents' house. We flew my parents out. My mother was so excited to meet Brittany's parents. It was almost embarrassing. Quinn was there. Puck was there too. He was my best man, if that's what the position is called. At the time of the wedding, he was 18 months sober. Now it's up to almost 7 years. He made some mistakes but he's proved himself to me and Brittany. He and Quinn reconciled, which made me happy. Those two belong together.
Three years ago, we were blessed with a beautiful little boy, Riley. We had been trying to get pregnant and it finally happened. I gave birth to him. It was one of the greatest things I've ever done. He acts just like me. My mother laughs at me all the time. She tells me its karma.
As I was pregnant, Brittany opened her own dance studio. Puck and Quinn were part owners too. Puck taught karate part time and Quinn taught some art classes. Brittany was incredibly happy and the studio was doing really well. We moved into a larger apartment so Riley could have his own room.
We just recently found out Brittany is pregnant and having a girl. She is so excited. She is looking for some extra teachers to help at the studio while she's gone. We were looking for houses too. I think we found a good one, fingers crossed. It's a four bedroom, two bathroom with a large backyard. Brittany fell in love with it when we looked at it so I'm doing everything I can to get it for her.
I was working on opening my own PR company when we found out Brittany was pregnant. I put those plans on hold for a while. I was getting a good reputation in the PR world. I was getting job offers from big companies with big money attached. It was something Brittany and I talked about a lot but I couldn't decide what I wanted. I want to run my own company but the money is tempting.
So now on this lazy Sunday afternoon, sitting on the couch, I smile at Brittany, rubbing her stomach with Riley on my lap. Maybe this isn't perfection but it sure feels like it.