A/N: Request for Glee-BritTanaFaBerry4eva

Twenty-five year oldRachel Lopez walked up the stairs of the house she shared with her wife and their baby son. Rachel had volunteered to carry the baby, but (unfortunately for Rachel) Santana insisted on carrying the baby. Rachel had dealt with nine months of a pregnant, hormonal Santana Lopez. She reached the top stair, she heard a soft voice coming out of the nursery.

"Hey buddy... Mommy's here... Mommy won't let anything hapen to you or to Mama. Cause guess what? Mommy loves Mama as much as she loves you. Wanna hear a story? Of course you do, you're a baby... I used to hate Mama, once upon time. I know its crazy right? I can barely remember what it was like to hate Mama. I certainly don't hate her anymore, or else you probably wouldn't be here." Santana chuckled lightly. Rachel smiled widely as she walked into the nursery.

"Hey." she said softly. Santana turned around with a smile that only grew when she saw her wife.

"Hey princesa. What's up?" she whispered, gesturing for Rachel to join her. Rachel walked over, wrapping an arm around her wife's waist.

"What'cha doin' baby?" Rachel asked. Santana smiled.

"Well, sweet girl, I was just gonna tell Junior about the first time I told my baby girl I love her." Santana said. Rachel grinned and kissed Santana.

"And you haven't stopped since."

"And I never will." Santana continued.

FLASHBACK

"Yo! Berry! I wants to be's goin' to Breadstix and you're holding me up!" Seventeen year old Santana called up the stairs of the Berry house with a playful grin on her face. The Berry men laughed from the couch.

"Santana, I told you. I'm almost ready. Calm down or we're not leaving this house. Then you're never getting Breadstix." Rachel called back.

"Guess what? They deliver!" Rachel appeared at the top of the stairs with a confused expression on her face.

"No they don't."

"They do if Santana Lopez is the one making the call. Come on, baby girl. I've been down here for half an hour. You're always yelling at me for taking to long... you don't get to do that anymore. I'm taking an hour next time." Santana threatened. She smiled at the Berry men. "I'm going up." she said to them.

"Good luck." She nodded and went upstairs.

"Rachel Barbara Berry, what the fuck is taking so damn long?" Santana asked. Rachel smiled at her girlfriend.

"Santana, you know I care about you, but stop bugging me." Rachel said.

"Rach, you've been up here forever. I love you, but come on." Santana said, sighin. Rachel whipped around. "What's wrong?"

"Do you even get what you just said to me?" Rachel asked. Santana raised an eyebrow. "Do you really love me?" she asked. Santana's eyes widened. "Did you even mean to say it?" she whispered.

"I didn't mean to say it right now, but I do love you, yes." Santana admitted. Rachel smiled.

"I'm ready to go." she said, grabbing Santana's hand and dragging her downstairs and to the car. Soon, they were in Breadstix, with Santana worrying. Rachel hadn't even said 'I love you' back.

"Look, Rach... you haven't said anything back... did I make a fool out of myself?" Santana asked. Rachel's brow furrowed before she realized what Santana was talking about.

"No... no baby, no. I just... I was in so much shock that I didn't say anything. Baby, I love you too. I figured you'd know that already." Rachel said. Santana smiled widely.

"I love you so much, princesa. Forever"

"Forever, San." Rachel said, grabbing her girlfriend's hand.

END FLASHBACK

"I loved that date. That was my favorite date, baby." Rachel said. Santana grinned.

"Mine too. You know, I think I love that date better than the one where I proposed."

"Why?" Rachel asked, eyebrow raised.

"That's my second favorite, don't worry. But I mean, I already knew the answer to that question. You honestly had me worried. I didn't know what you were gonna say." Santana said. Rachel grinned and kissed Santana again.

"I love you, Santana Lopez." Rachel said.

"Te amo, Rachel Lopez." Santana said.