Okay here's the second to last chapter in this story. I hope you like it. Remember to REVIEW!
Santana glared down at the sight before her. The house Brittany was still locked in was slowly burning to the ground.
NO! She screamed. Racing down the hill Santana raced for the house. She burst through one of the windows and came down in a room that was already ablaze. She searched the room with her mind searching for her mate with her mind. She could feel Brittany's mind somewhere nearby but it was blocked from Santana. She couldn't call out to her mate.
The smoke was beginning to fill her lungs and she coughed wildly.
Santana! Quinn screamed. Get out of there.
Not without Brittany! The Latina screamed back.
Sanny, get out of there now! The house is about to collapse! Brittany's voice screamed in her mind. Santana could feel the heat from the fire around her growing intense and the sound of crashing above made her look up as one of the beams from her house came down. Diving to the side Santana just barely managed to avoid it. Coughing she came up and felt a burning sensation on her arm and left flank.
The room was starting to spin. Santana could feel her head growing light and she looked around for any form of an exit but could find none. She chuckled darkly at thought of dying by a fire when she had just taken on a horde of hybrids.
Bye, Britt-Britt. Sorry I wasn't strong enough. Take care of our kid. Santana said before the world went black. Her last sight was that of blinding white fur.
Damn it, Lopez; don't leave me here to take care of your woman. Ow! I was kidding! Puck growled.
Dick! Santana thought as she slowly began to come back to earth.
She's fine everyone! Puck's voice called out through everyone's head.
Santana became aware of a warm body next to her and her fingers ran through dense fur. She sighed contently as she realized that it was Brittany beside her.
The ground beneath her felt too soft for her to be in the woods. Santana's eyes shot open and she realized that she was in Quinn's house. She looked around and found all of her friends standing around her bed. She saw the dirty smiling faces of Holly and Will, Rory and Lindsey, Sugar and Harmony, Mike and Tina, Puck and Shelby, Quinn and Rachel, David, Kurt and Blaine, Finn, and Artie.
A smile touched Santana's lips as she leaned into Brittany who gave her cheek an affectionate lick.
"What happened? Where's Teen Jesus?" Santana asked. Her eyes immediately finding the empty space. Everyone's smiles quickly disappeared. "He died, Santana. One of the hybrids caught him and drained him of his blood," Quinn said with a sad expression. Santana could feel for her. Joe had really helped her out in high school after she got into that car accident.
Santana stared at open air. "Joe's dead?" There were sober nods from everyone. "Where are Mercedes and Sam?" She demanded looking around for her other two friends.
"They're fine. Well, Mercedes is anyway. She's looking over Sam's wounds," Rachel said. Santana noted how tightly she held Quinn.
The Latina's hand came up to rub her face but stopped when she felt a sharp pain in her arm. Fighting back the wince Santana looked around the room.
"What happened?" She demanded for the second time.
All of the smiles returned. "We won. Brittany was an amazing leader. Turns out she doesn't have to listen to you, so as soon as you left with the search party she raced out of the house and started fighting along with everyone else," Puck said with a huge goofy grin, "She planned out all of our attacks. She let the hybrids think that we were all held up in the house and when they were all in the clearing we rushed them." Santana looked back at her mate and found a pair of sparkling blue eyes already looking at her.
"I'm so proud of you," Santana whispered. Brittany bumped her big head to Santana's.
Britt, I'm so sorry that I used my alpha command on you. I shouldn't have tried to smoother you. Without you we wouldn't be here right now. I love you so much. Can you ever forgive me for commanding you like that? Santana begged.
Brittany leaned forward and licked Santana's cheek again.
I already forgave you, Sanny. I know you only did it to protect our kid and me.
There were uncomfortable coughs around the room as Santana and Brittany had their silent conversation. Santana ignored everyone else her eyes only focusing on Brittany.
"You do realize that we're going to have to throw a party. Sounds like we need to have one of Santana's famous barbeques," Puck said with a triumphant grin. The others were nodding in agreement. Santana ignored them though. Choosing to snuggle into Brittany, using the white wolf's body as a gigantic pillow.
"I love you, Britt-Britt," she whispered before drifting back to sleep.
Santana had never been more nervous in her life. She was constantly pulling at the tight fitting white shirt that felt like it was suffocating her. There was noting to be done about the heavy dress jacket that she had on. She actually kind of liked the feel of the whole tuxedo, and she would have had a beg smile on her face if it was any other day.
"Stop messing with your suit! You're going to ruin it!" Quinn hissed. Santana shot her one of famous glares. "Shut up! You're not the one in this monkey suit!" She snarled back. Quinn rolled her eyes at Santana's childish behavior. "Whatever, Lopez, just calm down and think about Brittany."
At the thought of her mate Santana began to sweat. It had nothing to do with the weather. Of course Brittany wanted an outdoor wedding. Not an indoor where Santana might get some relief from the AC.
They had to move the wedding from Santana's house to Quinn's, seeing as there were scorches burned into her grass and the fact that they were currently staying with Quinn and Rachel didn't hurt.
"You're not helping me," Santana hissed back at her Best Woman. Quinn opened her mouth to reply but the music started and everyone turned to face the front. The sight before Santana made her breathing stop and she forgot about everyone else around her.
Brittany stood in a beautiful flowing white dress. The train was stretched back so far that it took Rachel a few seconds before she was even seen carrying the back of Brittany's train. Santana couldn't even think properly. All she wanted to do was run down the aisle and grab Brittany. She took one step forward when she felt Quinn's hand taking hold of the back of her jacket. There were chuckles from everyone.
"Remember the surprise," the shorthaired blonde hissed in her ear as she pulled Santana back into place.
Brittany reached the first arch and a figure stepped out of the shadows. He came up beside Mike who Brittany had asked to give her away in place of her father. Tapping the Asian man on the shoulders both Mike and Brittany turned and looked into a pair of familiar blue eyes.
"Dad?" Brittany whispered with tears shinning in her eyes.
The man gave her a shy smile. "Mind if I cut in here?" He asked Mike, who quickly stepped away and went to take his place next to Tina. Brittany's father took hold of his daughter's arm and the music struck up again and they began the walk down the aisle once again.
As soon as Brittany's eyes were away from her father, Brittany's eyes found Santana. She mouthed a single word; 'you?'. The blush coating Santana's cheeks was all the answer she needed and Brittany almost sprinted up the aisle to her mate. Only the slight pressure that Brittany's father put on her arm kept her in place. The audience chuckled again as they watched the eager couple trying to get at each other.
Her father kept the pace slow but steady, while Quinn kept Santana in place with a hand holding onto the Latina's jacket. When they finally reached the alter, Brittany's dad slowly handed his daughter off to Santana and patted said Latina on the shoulder in a fatherly way that held more meaning than they could express at that time. There would definitely be a talk later. Brittany handed her bouquet off to Rachel, before taking Santana's hands into her own.
"You look amazing," Santana whispered. A soft blush settled over Brittany's cheeks as she looked up into Santana's mocha eyes. Those eyes that held so much depth. She could read those eyes like they were an open book and right now they were saying just how much she loved Brittany.
It made the blonde's heart swell and a lump formed in her throat. The priest began the ceremony but Brittany wasn't really paying attention. She was too focused on Santana. They both said their vows each thinking that the other's was better than their own.
"I do!" Santana howled, startling the blonde out of her staring.
"And do you, Brittany Susan Pierce, take Santana Marie Lopez, to have and to hold in sickness and health, through the good and the bad, for forever and always?" The priest asked. Brittany had to swallow past the lumps a few times before she managed to croak out, "I do."
When did she start crying? Santana's hand reached up and wiped away the tears.
"You may now kiss the bride," the priest said and Santana didn't have to be told twice. Brittany found herself being dipped and Santana's lips crashing against her own. There was cheering and wolf whistling but the newly wed couple was too focused on each other to worry about the people clearing their throats nervously.
Brittany would have been happy to stay there for the rest of her life, just kissing Santana, but the Latina pulled back with a ruthful smile plastered onto her face. Brittany tried to lean forward and snag another kiss, but the brunette turned her head at the last second so that Brittany caught her cheek instead. Brittany growled angrily and bit Santana for the second time.
Everyone was howling with laughter as they saw Santana's shocked expression. "Why do you keep biting me?" She demanded.
"So, you'll let me do this," Brittany growled before kissing Santana again. They all chuckled at the couple; before Santana pulled away and grabbed Brittany's hand led her down the aisle and towards the house. Everyone followed behind in a line with all of their friends singing Marry You by Bruno Mars. It was an unofficial tradition for them to sing the song whenever anyone of their friends got married.
They raced inside Quinn's house with Quinn, Rachel and both of their parents following them. They quickly walked into the living room. Santana's parents quickly embraced Brittany while Santana shook hands with Brittany's dad and kissed her mom on the cheek.
Brittany was staring at Santana with huge eyes that were shinning with tears. When Santana's parents finally let the blonde go she looked at Santana and her parents interacting.
"How?" She whispered as some of the tears spilled over. Santana's hands were shoved deep into her pockets and she was looking at the ground. Scared that she had upset her wife. It was Brittany's father, Matthew, who spoke. He took a step towards his daughter with a sheepish expression on his face.
"Santana came to our house and told us that you two were getting married. We- I realized that I had been too harsh on you. I shouldn't tell you whom you should love. I can see that you really love Santana and she seems to return those feelings. I shouldn't have tried to come between you two. Because of my stupidity I almost lost a daughter and from what I hear a grandchild."
Santana blushed while Brittany let her tears flow freely now. Her eyes locked with her wife. "I love you so much," she whispered, before turning to the rest of her new family. "All of you."
Quinn and Rachel who had stood off to the side while the others talked stepped forward when Brittany indicated for them to join the group hug that she had started. They were all smiles as they walked out of the house and towards the reception that was being held in Quinn's backyard.
The crowd cheered at seeing the happy couple before them. Taking their seats they allowed the caterers to serve them all the while looking deep into each other's eyes. Santana's hand never left Brittany's as they sat there eating their food. When they were done eating their friends and extended family came up to congratulate them. Santana mostly smiled to them and she had to punch Puck as he began making vulgar comments and motions.
After everyone had said their peace they had to sit through the embarrassing speeches. Puck's was by far the worst. Even worse than their parent's speeches combined. He went into great detail about what they could do and buy. Santana would have jumped across the table and tackled him if not for Brittany's reassuring hand on hers. Though Santana could see that the blonde was fighting the urge to punch the Mohawked man as well.
They cut the cake and Brittany made a big show of slamming it into Santana's face. The Latina tried to get her back but when Brittany licked some of it off of her face she said they were even. Santana took great joy in getting Brittany's garter off and slinging into Artie's face with great precision.
Everyone laughed at the look on his face as the lacey material fell into his lap. Brittany threw her bouquet and it landed in Rachel's lap, and than the dancing began. Brittany caught hold of Santana's hand and led the Latina out onto the dance floor. Santana didn't protest and allowed Brittany to take the lead. She threw one hand around the blonde's neck while her other fit perfectly into the blonde's own delicate hand.
The first dance was all theirs and Santana couldn't believe that they played Come To My Window by Melissa Etheridge. Tears sprang to Santana's eyes as she remembers Brittany asking her to sing this song with her in Glee club. Santana had hurt Brittany when she told the girl that she didn't want to make lady babies with her and that she wasn't in love with her. Santana winced involuntarily.
Seeming to since her wife's thought pattern Brittany leaned forward and caught Santana's lips in a passionate kiss. Santana immediately melted into the kiss, forgetting all about her denial to sing with Brittany and the lie she told the blonde that almost broke her heart.
Santana's hand came up and caught hold of Brittany's jaw deepening the kiss they continued to sway but they were lost in each other. Brittany let go of Santana's hand choosing instead to take hold of the Latina's wrist. That was fine with Santana she threw her arms around Brittany's neck and fell into the blonde. Getting at as much blonde as she could.
Soon they weren't even swaying. They were just making out on the dance floor. Someone clearing their throat made the girls reluctantly pull apart.
Matthew was standing before them awkwardly. He turned his attention to Santana. The girls had been so caught up in their make out session that they hadn't noticed that their song was over. Other people were already dancing.
They nodded and Santana was swept into Matthew's arms. Santana threw a glance over at Brittany and saw her own father come over and scoop the blonde up for his own dance. He threw the worrying Latina a wink. Letting off a relieved sigh Santana turned her attention back to Brittany's father and found that the older man was chuckling at the Latina's reaction. He grew serious before the Latina could question him. Santana raised an eyebrow and the man was quick to speak.
"Santana, I've been a terrible father. I should not only apologize to Brittany but also to you. I was horrible to you both and I would apologize for the way I acted. I missed so much of Brittany's life because of my stupidity but I will not miss out on my grandchildren's lives. If you'll accept my apology."
Santana gave the man a huge smile. "Of course I forgive you. I forgave you when you agreed to come to the wedding and give Brittany to me. I promise, sir that I will take care of her and our future children."
Matthew nodded. "See that you do. Oh, and, Santana, call me Dad." Her smile grew. "Okay, Dad."
Someone tapped on Matthew's shoulder and they both turned to see Brittany staring at Santana intently.
"Do you think I can have my wife back again, Dad?" The blonde asked. Matthew chuckled but released Santana. Brittany was quick to sweep Santana away from her father and into the center of the dance floor.
Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck and she leaned her head against Brittany's chest and the blonde put her head on top of Santana's. They breathed in each other's scent and Brittany hummed contently. Something poked Santana's stomach and she immediately looked down. See nothing she went back to her precious stance when she felt it again.
Than it dawned on her.
"Britt, I just felt the baby move!" She crowed. Brittany smiled at the Latina. "Yeah they've been kicking a lot lately," the blonde replied as if it were nothing. Santana's eyebrows knitted together. "What do you mean they? And why didn't you tell me that the baby was moving?" Brittany shrugged and continued to move her wife around on the dance floor. She snuggled into Santana's neck, avoiding the Latina's mocha eyes.
Santana pulled back, but was still holding Brittany in her arms. "What's wrong, Britt-Britt?" She whispered.
"I just…how is the baby growing so fast? It hasn't even been a month and I can already feel them moving."
Santana was quick to explain how werewolf babies matured. "What do you mean they?" She demanded again. Brittany pulled back and looked at Santana with a sheepish expression. "I think its twins," she whispered. Santana's jaw dropped and she stared at the barely visible bulge on Brittany stomach. "Twins? How can you be sure?" She asked. Brittany shrugged. "Mother's instinct," she said her smile turning genuine now that she had told Santana and the Latina and she wasn't freaking out.
"We're gonna have to start talking baby names," Santana said taking the lead, since Brittany seemed to be struck numb. "Really? Sanny, they're going to be so beautiful. I hope they look just like you."
Santana chuckled. "No, babe, I want them to look just like you. God forbid if we need anymore Santana's running around," the Latina argued playfully. Brittany took back the lead and they continued to spin. "Well, I hope that they have your fierceness so that our first born turns into an amazing leader just like you," Brittany countered.
"Me? What about you? From the way everyone was telling it, you were the real leader. Who knew that a Prima was the only one that could disobey an Alpha," Santana mused. "Anyways, I want our kids to have your amazing heart. You're so caring. I want our kids to be just like that." Brittany looked at Santana with so much love in her eyes that the Latina couldn't tear her gaze away, nor would she have.
Brittany leaned in for another kiss, but Santana was the one to take control of their lip lock. Her tongue ran along Brittany's lower lip and the blonde was quick to open up. Santana's tongue immediately collided with Brittany's and they moved against each other perfectly neither one of them trying to be dominate, jut working together.
"Maybe we should see them later, Quinn, they look kind of busy," Rachel said and for the first time ever she sounded unsure. "Would you rather we bust in on them while Santana's laying some more seed?" Quinn asked, a laugh rumbling in her chest. Santana pulled away from Brittany and looked over at their friends. She saw Quinn and Rachel standing close together with Beth in Quinn's arms.
The small child was staring at Santana with wide eyes. "Aunty Tana, are you and Aunty Britt-Britt, married now?" She asked, while rubbing her eyes. "Poor thing fell asleep halfway through the reception," Quinn said giving her daughter a loving look. Santana turned to the smaller child and took Brittany's hand so they didn't lose contact.
"Yes, baby girl, Aunty Britt-Britt and I are married and guess what?"
"What?" The child asked enthusiastically. All traces of her earlier sleepy state were gone now.
"Aunty Britt-Britt is going to have babies. You'll have little friends to play with." The little blonde child's eyes lit up at the mention of babies. She looked over at Brittany for conformation. When the dancer nodded the little girl squealed in pleasure and began to struggle out of her mother's arms.
Quinn chuckled and put her daughter down. Beth immediately ran over to Brittany and threw her arms up in the air begging to be picked up. Brittany chuckled and quickly picked the girl up before looking deep into Beth's brown eyes. Eyes she had inherited from her father. The child snuggled into Brittany and sighed contently. Santana raised an eyebrow but kept her comments to herself.
"Will I get to play with your babies, Aunty?" Beth asked and they could hear the sleep creeping back into her voice. "Of course you can, sweetheart. As soon as they're old enough you guys can play whenever you want." Beth sighed again and snuggled in closer to Brittany.
After a few moments the child spoke again. "I hope that Mommy and Rachel have a baby so that way I can have a baby sister." Quinn and Rachel blushed deeply and Santana could be seen bent over double laughing.
When Beth drifted off to sleep Brittany handed her back to her mother. Quinn and Rachel congratulated the couple once more before disappearing once again. The day was coming to an end but still they danced. Both girls were swept away by their respective fathers and than they were back in each other's arms. They got in one dance before they were whisked away again to dance with other guest.
Santana felt like she danced with everyone. Brittany felt the exact same way. The worse person that the blonde danced with was of course Puck. He seemed intent upon making the blonde blush till her cheeks were forever tinted red, with his disgusting comments.
She thanked the gods above when Santana cut into their dance earlier, having heard everything that Puck had said to her wife. She actually snarled at him until he walked away looking like a dog with his tail between his legs.
The Latina didn't allow her wife to dance with anyone else for the rest of the night. Whenever anyone looked like they were going to come up and ask she would turn on her famous glare and that would send them packing in a hurry.
It wasn't until dawn was beginning to break over the trees that the partygoers began to leave. Santana and Brittany were both weary and they were on their way towards Quinn's house when said blonde appeared with all the rest of their friends and Santana's parents. Brittany's parents had long ago gone home, saying that they would come back sometime in the week to check on Brittany.
Santana and Brittany shared a confused look before turning back to their friends and family. "What's going on guys," Santana asked. She looked like she was prepared for an attack and Brittany had to squeeze her hand reassuringly for the Latina to remember whom they were dealing with.
"You two are married now and therefore you need a place of residence for yourselves-"Rachel began, but Quinn quickly slapped a hand over the brunette's mouth.
"We built you a new house," the shorthaired blonde said, giving the tired couple the condensed version of Rachel's long paragraph explanation. Everyone else chuckled at the unmarried couple's interaction.
Santana and Brittany stood there in shock. They couldn't believe that their friends had built them a new house. It was too much to ask for. The next thing they knew they were surrounded by the loving embrace of all friends. Brittany was crying again and Santana wasn't far off.
They stood that way for a few minutes before they were finally released and Santana took hold of Brittany's hand and led the blonde back towards their old house. Rachel quickly racing after them, holding up Brittany's train so that it did not get muddy as the blonde ran through the grass towards their new home. The new couple was so excited that they didn't realize they were using their super speed until the stood outside of their new place looking up at a grand house. It was even bigger than Santana's last place.
The couple stood there staring up at the house in amazement. They could only stop and stare. "How did you guys even manage to build this?" Santana demanded looking at the hundred foot tall house. It was probably more than that but the Latina was too tired to make a proper guess.
"It's amazing what can be done when you have supernatural speed and strength," Quinn said with a chuckle, coming up beside Rachel.
Santana turned to her two friends and quickly pulled them in for a long hug which Brittany quickly joined in on. When they pulled back the Latina could clearly see the blush rising in Quinn's face.
"You better hurry up and get in there, before the others get up here and you have to say goodbye to your mother. You know how she gets when you haven't seen her in awhile," Quinn said gruffly shoving her hands deep into her pockets. Santana gave her friend one last smile before taking Brittany's hand and leading the blonde up to the door and carrying her over the threshold bridal style.
They didn't bother to look at any of the furniture or anything else in their new house they just raced upstairs ready to finally crease those sheets.
So, I finally let them get hitched. Did you guys like it? I'm not sure when I'll be uploading the next chapter. I don't want this to end.
I have an idea of how I'm going to write the sequal. Let me know what you guys think.
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