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Three years later
It was Brittany's birthday, and Santana had the perfect gift for her. She was going to take Brittany to her favorite place in the world - Cedar Point. Brittany didn't know where they were going though. Santana wanted to surprise her, because nothing made Santana happier than seeing Brittany's "surprised and excited" face.
Brittany was blindfolded during the whole car ride to Cedar Point, which slightly annoyed the impatient blonde.
"Are we there yet?" she asked about every ten minutes.
"No, not yet," Santana always answered.
Finally, at about ten-thirty in the morning, they were at the toll booth before they entered the parking lot. Santana had to shush the toll booth employee before he said "Welcome to Cedar Point!" because she wanted to draw out the surprise as long as possible.
Finally, Santana parked the car and helped Brittany out.
"Can I take this thing off yet, San? Please?" she pleaded.
"Not quite yet. Don't worry, I'll help you walk to where we're going," the Latina promised as she took the taller girl's hand.
Santana carefully led Brittany to the park entrance. Halfway there, Brittany tripped over her own foot. Santana caught her before she fell.
Brittany sighed loudly. "Don't let me fall and kill myself, or I'll come back as a zombie and eat your face!"
"I'm sure you will Britt. We're almost there, so don't worry."
Finally they reached the gates and Santana let go of Brittany's hands.
"Alright Britt. Here we are…take off your blindfold!" the Brunette said excitedly.
Brittany did as she was told and took the blindfold off. Santana's brown eyes were soon met with curious blue ones, but only for a moment. Brittany's eyes soon darted towards the excitement before her and they lit up.
"Oh my God!" Brittany squealed, "Santana! Cedar Point? This is the best birthday EVER!" She jumped up and down excitedly and kissed Santana forcefully, but quickly, on the lips.
"Good, I'm glad you're so excited!" Santana smiled and took her girlfriend's hand as they walked toward the ticket area.
After Santana bought their tickets and they had gotten their hands stamped, Brittany immediately started running towards the antique carousel, which is the first ride you see when you enter at the front of the park. This began the wonderful, fun day of riding ride after ride after ride.
Finally at about 6:30 in the evening, two girls were getting tired. Before they left the park, the girls got an elephant ear to share and a pound of fudge to take home.
Before they could head to the car, though, Santana took Brittany's hand and began walking towards the sanded beach of Lake Erie.
"What are we doing San?" Brittany asked, confused.
"We're going to walk along the beach. I always do that with my family before we leave for home," Santana said with a smile.
Brittany smiled and nodded, "okay! That sounds like fun."
They had walked on the beach for about ten minutes when the sun began to set. The direction they were walking gave them a perfect view of the sunset.
It was the most perfect and beautiful sunset Santana had ever seen. The sun was like a large, orange fireball in the distance. It was partially cloaked by the hanging clouds in the sky, which were all splashed with random colors of hot pinks, reds, and even hints of purples and blues. The sun was so large she felt like she could almost touch it. As the sun descended, it gave the allusion that Lake Erie was swallowing it in it's waves.
Santana stopped.
"Why are we stopping, San?" Brittany inquired.
Santana said nothing. She just took a black satin ring box out of her purse and dropped to one knee.
"Santana…" Brittany started, but trailed off.
"Brittany, I love you. I love you because you brought out a side of me that I never knew. I love you because you love me, even though I can be a complete bitch. I love your smile, your laugh, your voice, the way you roll your eyes…hell, I love everything about you. When I'm with you, the world is perfect, and I don't care about anything but making you happy and cherishing every moment I spend with you. I can't picture myself with anyone but you, Brittany. You are my everything."
Santana opened the black satin box to reveal a beautiful white gold ring that had single rows of diamonds on both sides of the princess cut diamond that was set on the top of the ring. The diamond sparkled especially beautiful in the light of the sunset.
"Brittany Susan Pierce, will you marry me?"
Brittany's face glistened with happy tears and she brought her hand to her mouth. She nodded frantically as she said "yes, yes, yes!" over and over again. Santana put the ring on Brittany's finger and then stood up. Before she could say anything, Brittany threw herself at Santana with so much force that it knocked both of them down, sending both of them into the water of Lake Erie. Normally Santana would be angry, but at that moment, she could have been punched in the face and she wouldn't give a damn. She was too happy to care.
The two laughed as they stood up, their clothes dripping with lake water. Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana and kissed her passionately. Brittany's blue eyes sparkled as she stared at her fiancée lovingly.
"Best birthday. Ever."
One Year Later
"Are you ready, Lopez?" Quinn asked the nervous Latina. Santana looked at Quinn and she felt her lip tremble.
"I'm scared," she said softly, and Quinn put her arm around Santana comfortingly.
"Don't be," the former Cheerio said. "You look beautiful, the beach is decorated beautifully, and Brittany loves you so much. What is there to be nervous about?"
"My vows," Santana stated simply. Quinn looked at her, puzzled.
"Why are you nervous about those? Aren't you just doing the traditional vows?"
"No, because there's really nothing traditional about us. We're singing for each other instead," Santana sat down and took a deep breath, "I can't do this, I just can't. My voice is going to crack or I'm going to puke or Brittany is going to hate it, and she'll freaking leave me at the alter! I have to tell Brittany that I'm just gonna do the traditional vows, I can't sing, I can't, I-"
The next thing she knew, Santana was slapped in the face by Quinn.
"Get it together, Santana! You are a brave person, you have an amazing voice and Brittany is going to love your song even if you screw up. You. Can. Do. This!"
The Latina was still rubbing her cheek when she answered, "thanks for that, I guess. Fine I'll do it. But just so you know, I'm getting you back later for slapping me."
"Whatever. As long as you stop acting so nuts. You're not fun when you're acting like a nervous wreck." Quinn smiled and hugged her friend.
Santana grinned also. "Can it, Fabray," she demanded, and then looked at the clock. "Shit. Let's go!"
Brittany was walking to the wedding site, which was the beach on Lake Erie, with her arm linked with her father's. She took a deep breath.
"Nervous, sweetie?" Adam said, chuckling to himself.
"Yeah. A little. I'm a little scared about singing to her for our vows," Brittany explained. Her father looked at her and smiled, "Brittany, you have a beautiful voice and a loving soon-to-be Wife who loves you dearly. She would love it even if you sounded like Lord Tubbington choking on a piece of fondue."
Brittany hugged her father. "I love you daddy."
"I love you too, princess," he cooed, and music began playing as they got closer and closer to the aisle, "get ready, Brittany. Here we go."
Brittany looked up to see Santana standing at the end of the aisle, beside the priest and Quinn.
Santana was wearing a short, black dress that hugged her torso but then flowed out at the bottom. It had a white bow around the middle and was strapless. She had black flats on and her hair was down and curly, with a flower clipped in on the side. Brittany had to hold back tears…her wife-to-be looked beautiful.
Santana's heart skipped a beat when she saw her Brittany walking down the aisle. Her white wedding gown was simple, yet elegant. It also hugged Brittany's torso and flowed out, but this time it was ground-length and had a small diamond-decorated flower on the waist. It had an A-line neck and Casablanca sleeves. Her blonde hair was curled and partially pulled back. The veil was clipped in where her hair was bobby pinned in the back. Her sapphire eyes sparkled in the sunlight and Santana felt tears begin to form in her eyes.
Brittany finally made it to the front and her father took her hand and put it in Santana's. He kissed both of their cheeks and sat down.
Brittany smiled at Santana and she had to stop herself from attacking the blonde with kisses. Finally, the priest spoke.
"We are here today to gather Brittany Susan Pierce and Santana Marie Lopez in holy matrimony."
The priest went on about love and stuff, but Santana was only half playing attention. She was lost in Brittany's beautiful eyes. She forced herself to begin to listen better, though, in fear that she'll miss something important.
"Love one another and you will be happy. It is as simple and as difficult as that," the priest explained with a smile. He paused for a moment, and then continued, "Santana, do you take Brittany to be your lawful wedded wife?"
Santana took a deep breath and nodded, "I do."
"And Brittany, do you take Santana to be your lawful wedded wife?"
"I do!" Brittany breathed excitedly. She had the same smile that she did when Santana proposed to her. Santana squeezed her hand and turned back to the priest.
"Santana and Brittany have decided to do their own vows, in the form of song. Take it away, girls."
Brittany was first. She took the microphone and looked at Santana.
"Santana, I love you more than I have ever loved anyone else ever. Honey, I love you more than Lord Tubbington! That's saying a lot, but this says more. I hope you like it."
Music starts playing and she takes a breath.
"Lying in my bed,
I hear the clock tick,
And I think of you.
Caught up in circles,
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after time.
Sometimes you picture me,
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me,
I can't hear what you've said
Then you say "go slow"
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you
I'll be waiting
Time after time.
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you
I will be waiting
Time after time.
After my picture fades
and darkness has turned to gray
Watching through windows
You're wondering if I'm okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you
I'll be waiting
Time after time.
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you
I will be waiting
Time after time.
You said "go slow"
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you
I'll be waiting
Time after time.
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you
I will be waiting
Time after time.
Time after time.
Time after time.
Time after time."
Santana was crying, she had never heard Brittany sing so beautifully. She hugged the blonde, took the microphone and took a deep breath. She was next.
"Brittany, I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, even if I didn't know it back then. No song can really explain how much you mean to me, but this is pretty close."
The music started playing and Santana took Brittany's hand.
"The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
And you're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive, and not dead
And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I`ll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
And I dropped out, I burned up, I fought my way back from the dead,
I tuned in, I turned on, remembered the thing that you said.
And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your
I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
The greatest fan of your life."
The two girls were both crying, and they embraced quickly before continuing on with the service. Santana took a quick peek at the guests and there was not a dry eye in the crowd. She noticed her mother especially, who was beaming and had a tissue in her hand, dabbing her eyes. Santana smiled.
"Thank you girls. It's time to exchange the rings."
Quinn handed the girls the rings. The priest smiled at her.
"Thank you. Santana, I want you to put the ring on Brittany's finger and say 'With this ring, I thee wed'."
Santana put the ring on Brittany's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed."
"Brittany, I want you to do the same. Put the ring on her finger and said 'With this ring, I thee wed'."
Brittany put the ring on Santana's finger. "With this ring, I thee wed."
"I now present to you, Mrs. And Mrs. Lopez-Pierce! You may kiss your bride!"
Santana wasted no time. She dipped Brittany and crashed her lips to the blonde's. They both smiled into the kiss. They were finally married, and nothing could ruin this day.
One year later
"Brittany!" Santana yelled from the bathroom. Santana usually doesn't get overly excited about much, but the news she had just found out was too wonderful to not start jumping up and down like a child on Christmas.
"What, San?" Brittany asked sleepily. She rubbed her eyes and stared at the beaming Latina.
Santana held up a pregnancy test so that the result was visible to the dancer.
"I'm pregnant!"
Brittany's eyes grew wide and she was smiling from ear to ear.
"Oh my God. Oh my God! Holy shit!" She threw herself at the brunette and kissed her passionately.
"I know! I can't believe the in-vitro worked the first time. This is incredible! I'm going to call the doctor right away!"
The weeks flew by, and Santana was getting to the point where people would start noticing her baby bump. So the two decided to start telling people.
They started with Santana's mom.
"Mami…we have something to tell you," Santana grabbed Brittany's hand.
Elisa looked curiously at the girls, "Okay, darlings."
Santana looked at her mom, "I'm pregnant!"
"Ay dios mío!" squealed Elisa, and she brought the two girls into a warm embrace.
"This is so exciting. Congratulations! I love you both so very much. Oh I must call everyone!" Elisa went to go call her friends and the girls said goodbye. They had more people to tell.
Next was Brittany's parents. They walked in to see Adam and Daisy sitting on the couch, watching "Baby Mama".
How fitting, a movie about in-vitro pregnancies. Santana thought.
"Hey mom and dad!" Brittany greeted and the two women sat on the loveseat across from the blonde's parents.
"Hello girls! Good to see you guys. Maybe now that we have guests we can finally stop this movie your mother has forced me to watch," Adam joked and paused the movie.
"I'm glad she forced you, it's a great movie!" Brittany explained, and Santana nodded in agreement.
"I told you, Adam!" Daisy said, slapping the man's arm playfully. Adam chuckled and Daisy continued. "Plus it's kind of an interesting topic. I wonder how successful that is nowadays. It's so amazing how they do that."
"It really is," Santana agreed with a smile, "And it's actually very successful now, compared to a while ago."
"So you've looked into it?" Daisy said hopefully.
"Actually…" Brittany started, "…we have."
Daisy and Adam looked at them with curiosity.
"I'm pregnant," Santana blurted out.
Daisy immediately began sobbing with joy and Adam hugged the girls. They stayed there for a while until it was dark and then the girls left and called their old friends to plan a Glee get-together.
A week later, all of the former Glee kids were in Brittany and Santana's back yard for a cook out. Most of them the two haven't seen since the wedding, like Tina and Mike Change (who were married now), but others, like Quinn and Artie (who were engaged), they see quite often.
Santana and Brittany stood up after everyone was done eating and asked for everyone's attention. Brittany spoke first.
"Thank you all for coming to our cook out. We're actually hoping to do this at least once a year, so we can still keep in touch with all of you. But this cook out was not just for catching up. Santana and I actually have a little announcement."
Everyone looked extremely curious and stared at Santana and Brittany. Santana smiled and spoke up.
"Santana's having a baby!"
Quinn squealed and hugged the two, Finn looked extremely confused because he thought Brittany got Santana pregnant until Rachel explained to her husband what in vitro was, Puck high fived Santana and hugged the girls, and Artie congratulated the two and asked how are far along Santana was.
"Three months!" She said proudly, and they continued to chat with everyone there.
Finally, it came time for everyone to leave. Santana and Brittany said their goodbyes and once everyone was gone, they flopped on the couch.
"That went well!" Brittany smiled.
"Yes it did. I'm so glad everyone was so excited for us," Santana explained while rubbing her small baby bump.
Brittany kissed her and then kissed her bump. "Me too."
Soon the two went up to bed and got tucked in. Brittany kissed Santana goodnight. "I love you San."
"I love you too, Britt."
Santana could have sworn she felt her little one flutter.
Six Months Later
"Brittany! Holy shit, BRITTANY!" Santana yelled. The blonde ran in the kitchen to see her wife standing over a puddle.
"What is that?" She asked, confused.
"Brittany…my water just broke."
The ride to the hospital was not an easy one. Brittany insisted on going twenty over the speed limit, and she got pulled over. Thankfully she didn't get a ticket when she explained that her wife was in labor. The police man wasn't even mad. Brittany thanked her lucky stars that the cop wasn't a stupid homophobe.
They finally got to the hospital and into a room fairly quickly. Santana was in labor for ten hours before she finally had the baby.
Exhausted, Santana took her wife's hand. "What did we have?"
Brittany looked at her wife and smiled with tears in her eyes, "It's a girl, San. It's a beautiful 8 pound baby girl."
A few minutes later, Santana got to hold her daughter. She immediately fell in love. She never had seen anything so perfect in her life. Her daughter had her caramel skin and black hair, but she had sapphire eyes. Santana was excited that she got that color of eyes. They were one of the reasons the women picked that donor - because he had the same color eyes as Brittany, and Brittany's eyes were one of Santana's favorite parts about her.
"Do you remember our idea, San? That you would pick the first name and I'll pick the middle?"
"Yeah, I remember Brittany," Santana smiled at her wife.
"What do you want to name her?" Brittany asked.
"Marina," Santana stated. Brittany grinned and nodded.
"I love that, San. It's so pretty," Brittany kissed Santana's head.
"What about her middle name?" Santana wondered.
"How about Abigail?" the blonde looked at her wife for a reaction.
"Marina Abigail Lopez-Pierce. I love it, it's perfect. A beautiful name for a beautiful baby girl." Santana cooed.
Brittany kissed her wife softly and then kissed her sleeping daughter.
"I love you," Brittany said to them.
"We love you too," Santana replied.
Santana could have sworn she saw Marina smile.
Again, thank you all for reading and following my fic. I can't explain how amazing it feels to get so many kind reviews.
A short disclaimer: obviously, I don't own Glee, the characters, or anything but the actual fic. I also don't own the songs, which were "Time After Time" by Cyndi Lauper and "I'll Be" by Edwin McClain.
Translation: Ay dios Mio = Oh my God
One question: should I or should I not do a sequel?