Epilogue: Pinky Promises
It's been four months since Santana and Brittany's trip to back to Lima. Santana has been getting better and better to the point when Mercedes let her go.
"What are you doing here?" Santana glares at her.
"It's my therapy time, Piggy. Have you forgotten? Did you accidentally eat your brain?"
"Oh, haha. That's funny Satan. I have stuff to do. Go away." Mercedes shoos her with one hand, smirking. Before Santana could even say something offensive, Mercedes looks at her, this time with a smile. "I have nothing more to do with you. Eight months ago, you were a wreck. You don't want to open up at all, you were downright rude…"
"I still am."
"Right. But right now, you're only doing it for the sake of old times. You could barely sleep. You had nightmares. You couldn't face your past. You ended up hurting the people around you because you couldn't deal with yourself. But look at you right now. I'm pretty sure those bags under your eyes are cause by a certain blonde." Santana blushes. "You're more open. And you come here because you want to. And that's when I stop. You don't need me anymore. You're standing up on your own two feet."
Santana stares dumbly at Mercedes not really processing what's happening.
"Of course, you can come back when you feel like you're lapsing back to the train wreck you were. Otherwise, I sincerely hope not to see your face again." Santana laughed and Mercedes actually thought the world is ending. But she can't help but join her. It's been a difficult year for Santana but she's just glad that she was able to help her through it.
"Thank you." Santana mumbles out, a little grudgingly but Mercedes hears it.
"Now go, Satan. Take care of Brittany, okay? Don't forget to invite me on your wedding!" Santana chokes on nothing.
"We-wedding?" Mercedes raises an eyebrow.
"Okay, don't tell me you haven't thought about it."
"I have but…" Santana hesitates.
"Santana? Get this into your brain. I'm telling you this as a friend as I'm assuming we are. You don't meet a girl like Brittany every day. You'd be stupid to let her go. So quit being scared and tie the knot, girl! It's about time, if you ask me. How long have you guys been together?"
"A year in a month."
"What? Okay, now I'm betting my ass she's just waiting." Santana is left to her mind.
That was almost a month ago. Now she has a couple of weeks before they celebrate their anniversary. And Santana is on a different kind of wreck. It's a Wednesday and she's on her day off like Quinn who is still sleeping in even though it's like ten in the morning.
Coming back from Lima, Santana made Brittany stay over at her and Quinn's house. The blonde had agreed, too tired and sleepy to argue. They had barged into the house. Santana wanted to check on Quinn, dragging Brittany with her. They got the surprise of their lives when they saw Caleb spooning Quinn. Brittany had gushed over them while Santana made quiet gagging noises. Both were happy for their friends. But that didn't stop them from teasing the couple endlessly in the morning.
Right now, Santana is waiting for Quinn to wake up and she has decided that if the blonde does not wake up in ten minutes, she's going to drag her away from the bed. She can't hold the excitement for long. She had tried singing it out, dancing even. She had tried meditating to calm her nerves and to refresh her mind. That one worked but an hour after, the excitement caught up to her.
She needs Quinn for this. She needs Quinn to tell her that everything's going to be okay.
A minute before the deadline Santana had set on Quinn, the blonde emerges and Santana can't help the huge smile that appears on her face. Quinn looks at her funny, her eyebrow raised.
"Well, you're awfully happy." Quinn says, her voice hoarse with sleep. "What gives?" She asks as soon as she flops down on the stool. Santana bounces next to her and is completely out of character. There's gleam in her eyes that makes Quinn want to know what's happening to her friend.
"Did you kill somebody?" Quinn says. Instead of coming up with a witty remark, Santana surprises her by laughing. "Okay. Are you crazy? Do I need to take you to the mental hospital?"
"I'm not!" Santana slaps her arm and Quinn breathes a little easier. At least, she's still violent. "Just hurry up, okay? I've been waiting for you for three fucking hours."
"What were you doing, awake at seven on your day off?" Santana grins wildly, her heart beating and so alive.
"You'll see. We're going somewhere. Just move your pretty ass."
"Okay, you complimenting my ass would mean that you're up to no good."
"Don't worry, Q. Just… I'm begging here. I need you for this." Quinn sighs before downing her coffee and shoving her food in her mouth partly because of her curiosity and partly because Santana keeps on pestering her.
Thirty minutes later, Santana is in the car even when Quinn just came out of the shower and clad only in a towel. The brunette is waving at her impatiently and Quinn can't help but roll her eyes. Nonetheless, she hurries, especially when Santana begins honking the horn.
"Finally." Santana says when she clambers onto the passenger seat, her hair still wet. Quinn glares at her but Santana seems unfazed and untouchable in her happy glow.
"Geez, impatient much?"
"Sorry. But I promise it's worth it."
"Oh, I doubt it."
"Wanna bet?" Santana smiles smugly and Quinn wisely chooses to keep her mouth shut. It doesn't last long.
"Are we going where we think we're going?" Quinn says, a big smile on her face, her body giddy with the excitement Santana is manifesting.
"It depends. Where do you think we're going?" Santana parks in front of Tiffany & Co and Quinn squeals like a fan girl. Santana grins like the goof in love she is as she follows Quinn who's already racing to the grand building.
The woman behind the counter smiles at her almost instantly as if she was expecting them to arrive.
"Santana! Good morning. Should I…?" Santana nods. Quinn shoots her a confused look and Santana smiles sheepishly this time.
"I've been coming here at some point of the day every day for almost a month."
"Bitch! Why didn't you tell me?"
"Uhh, probably because I wasn't so sure yet. But don't worry. I'm as sure as a damn heart attack now." Santana's cheeks are rosy and if Quinn could literally see her glow with the happiness she hadn't seen on her for far too long.
"God, you are so in love." Santana doesn't even bother to deny it.
"I am." She says as if the most wonderful fact in the world. The woman from earlier, Tina, appears with a velvet box in hand.
"They just finished it." She hands the box to Santana who gingerly takes it and sets it on the glass. She opens it and she hears Quinn gasp beside her.
Inside the box rests the ring that Santana intends to give to Brittany hopefully on their anniversary. The ring is of white gold band. In the middle rests a diamond, the shine reflecting in Santana's eyes. The diamond is flanked on both sides by a sapphire that complimented Brittany's eyes.
"It's perfect, S. She would love it." Quinn whispers. Santana lifts the ring carefully and shows the blonde the engraving.
I pinky promise.
Santana's heart swells and she loves Brittany right now more than ever.
"Do you think she'll say yes?" Quinn asks, suddenly. Santana looks at her, an eyebrow raised and a teasing smile in place. It's her you-should-know-the-answer-to-that look.
"Q, it's more than just a yes or a no. It's me letting her know that I want to spend the rest of my life with her and I'm not gonna have it any other way. If she says yes then I'm living the dream I never realized I have. If she says no then it's gonna hurt like a bitch but I won't stop until she says yes. Because it's her, Q. My heart and my entire life. I ain't gonna let her go without a fight."
"Good answer!" Quinn claps her on the back.
"Sometimes the people who come here buy rings for the sake of saying that they have the money to buy one. It's not that often that we see people like you who buy rings because they really do want to be with the person they're giving the ring to." Tina says. "It's been a pleasure to bring you the perfect ring. And it's most definitely a pleasure to meet a woman as in love as you are."
"Thanks, Tina." They wrap the velvet box in a blue little box with a bow on top and Santana pockets it. It's going to be there for the next fourteen days.
They walk back to the car, huge smiles on their faces.
"So I'm assuming you're popping the question on your anniversary?"
"Yep!"
"And do you have a plan?" Santana smiles mischievously and it tells Quinn that she might be dragged into this.
"B, stop doing that. You might end up eating all your fingers off." Mike chastises Brittany who is busy biting her nails.
"But I'm nervous, okay?" She replies but stops biting her nails anyway.
"Why?" Brittany glares at him. "Oh, right. Don't worry! You'll do great. Now go perform for the little kids. They're waiting for you." Mike smiles as he ushers Brittany into the room.
Two weeks has flown by so fast, Brittany didn't have time comprehend everything. Today is her and Santana's anniversary but she has yet to see the brunette. Santana did leave a note though. She greeted her a happy anniversary and had texted her an "I love you" as soon as she woke up. Work at the dance studio today cannot be escaped even though she badly wants to spend the entire day with Santana. But as it turns out, she's not the only one grounded in work. The brunette wasn't able to leave work seeing as an important client who could very much boost the firm's reputation and salary needs to be accommodated.
Now, she is about to perform for the kids by special request of everyone. So she enters the room and smiles fully to the kids as she walks to the stereo to play the music. But before she could do so, a kid tugs at her leggings. Confused, she crouches down.
"What's wrong, Kate?" Kate, a brunette who had gray eyes and is wearing a pink tutu, smiles at widely.
"We wants to show ya somethin'." Okay, now Brittany is even more confused.
"Okay." She says. Mike walks in, avoiding her eyes.
"Kate! Come. Okay, kids. Just like we practiced." Kate runs to join the other kids and Mike. Brittany approaches them.
"Mike? What's going on?" Mike grins sheepishly at her before he ushers her to a sit right in the middle of the room. "Seriously. Mike?"
"Relax." Before she can say anything, the kids form a circle around her, all their hands behind their backs. "This is from Santana." Brittany's eyes widen but before she can react, two kids break from the circle and moves in front of her. Their eyes are wide with glee. They hand Brittany a white rose each. Brittany's heart is pounding in her chest.
"Number one. I love you because you have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen." One of them says. The two kids move back and two kids replace them. They hand her two white roses each just like the first two kids.
"Number two. I love you because you dance like no one else and when you do everybody is simply blown away." The same thing happens and Brittany is handed another couple of roses.
"Number three. I love you because you have the biggest, kindest heart anyone can have."
"Number four. I love you because you believed in me when nobody did." This time, the youngest couple of kids step forward.
"Number five. I wuv you because you saved me from loness."
"Loneliness, Nikki." Mike says. Nikki blushes adorably.
"Lowiness." Brittany can't help it.
"Awwww." She gushes and Nikki turns bright red. Brittany bends to kiss her forehead, making the little girl smile. Her friend, Eileen pokes her cheek lightly before taking her hand and leading her back to the circle.
"Number six. I love you because I was lost and you found me." At this point, Brittany is near tears.
"Number seven. I love you because you made me want to live."
"Number eight. I love you because you picked up the shards of my broken heart and glued it back together."
"B?" The kid says after she recited her part.
"Mmm?"
"What are shards?" Brittany chuckles.
"Remember the time when you dropped your mommy's mirror and it broke into little pieces? Those little pieces are shards." The kid's mouth pop open with a big 'O'.
"Mommy got hurt when she picked 'em up. Did you get hurt when you picked up S's shards?" Brittany picks up the kid and settles her on her lap, the roses on her other arm.
"I did, sometimes. But you know what? S would always kiss them better." The kid clapped her hands with happiness and the number nine kids walk forward.
"Number nine. I love you because all I can think about is you and my heart beats only for you." On the tenth number, Mike steps forwards and the kid on Brittany's lap jumps off to take his hand and to join everyone. They chorus.
"Number 10." The chorus of the children's voices resounds through the entire room and it's as if Santana is talking to her.
"Santana loves you because you are her soul mate, the person who keeps her heart safe, the person who is her life." Mike steps forward.
"Santana loves you because she doesn't need a reason to do so. Santana loves you just because." Mike hands her a couple of roses, completing the bouquet. Mike takes the roses from her and wraps with the wrapper Santana gave him earlier that day. He hands it back to a teary-eyed Brittany along with a card her pulled out from his back pocket.
Brittany opens it. Inside is Santana's handwriting.
Hey, B. I hope the kids and Mike did the surprise well. Happy Anniversary! Come home soon. I'm waiting. ;)
"Santana came to us when you were at a meeting with Caleb. She told us the plan and the kids and I happily agreed."
"Tana gave us lollipops!"
"She gave us all hugs and kisses too!" Brittany chuckles. Nobody can describe what she's feeling right now. She's so happy she can barely process it. She is rendered speechless by the sheer impact of the moment. She feels like she can do anything for Santana. She feels like she's worth everything. The love she feels from Santana is nothing compared to anything. The love the makes her feel wanted, loved, and perfect. It removes all doubts, all conflict. It heals all wounds. She feels complete.
"Thank you." She chokes out, happy tears flowing out.
"I believe you have to go home." Mike says, smirking. "Damn, doing all of this for you guys makes me want to go back home to Tina." He laughs. "Go, B. I'll close up." Brittany smiles gratefully at him and to all the kids, the gratitude inexpressible.
She dashes out of the dance studio and hops in her car, laying the bouquet of white roses on the passenger seat. She breaks the speed limit to get to Santana and Quinn's home (which is partly hers and Caleb's too since they've spending almost all of their nights there). Her veins are pumping excitement through her entire body that she can't help but barge in through the door.
"San?" She calls out tentatively in an attempt to hide the fact that she wants to jump her. However, Caleb surprises her, a big, goofy, smile on his face. "Caleb! Is Santana here?"
"Nope. But you'll meet her soon. Go to Santana's bedroom." He steps in front of her and places his hands on her shoulders. "I'm happy for you. Now, why don't I take those and put them in a vase while your get ready? You have time to shower, don't worry. You have an hour actually." Brittany nods and hands him the bouquet and dashes off to Santana's bedroom.
On her bed is a blue dress she has never seen before. Beside it is a black blazer.
It might get cold. Though I can warm you up, that job is strictly in the bedroom only. ;)
Brittany blushes. The shoes she recognizes though. It's her new white, closed toe, heels. There's a note next to the dress.
Wear this. 3
Brittany spends the next hour showering and putting on the dress and putting on light make up. She decides to tie her hair up. She takes her time, not wanting to rush and wanting to look her best for Santana. Forty-five minutes later, Brittany puts on the blazer and stuffs something in one of its pockets. She checks her makeup and nervously straightens her already immaculate dress. Caleb knocks on her door, chuckling when he catches her straightening her dress.
"You look gorgeous, Britt. Besides, I think Santana could care less what you wear as long as you get there on time. And that, my lady, is my job. So, shall we go?" He offers his arm to her and Brittany gracefully accepts.
Caleb takes them to the Central Park Boathouse. Brittany gasps. She never had the opportunity or the money to enjoy the place. Caleb seems to read her mind.
"Only the best for Santana's girl." Caleb winks. He parks and opens the door for Brittany and leads her inside.
"You must be Brittany. Let me just say, Lopez has made quite a catch." A dashing man with a mohawk and in a tuxedo meets them. "Good evening. Noah Puckerman. Santana's lesbro." He smirks but bows politely. He nods at Caleb.
"All set?" Caleb asks. Puck rolls his eyes.
"This is Lopez we're talking about. All's set." Caleb laughs. Puck's got a point. Brittany looks at them, confused.
"Stop worrying. Relax and enjoy."
"I'll take it from here." Puck says and Caleb nods, giving one last smile to Brittany before he goes in first.
"Tell me one thing. Am I going to finally see Santana?" Brittany asks. Puck laughs and offers his arm.
"Soon." He answers as he smiles kindly at Brittany. Santana had promised to treat him at the bar for a night if he'd do her a favor. He would never tell her this, but free drinks or no, he would still agree.
"This place has got be the most beautiful place I've ever seen." Puck chuckles.
"Santana would disagree." He winks and Brittany blushes. "She's one damn lucky girl to have you."
"I would have to disagree with that. I'm the lucky one." Brittany says, smiling widely.
"You love birds are way above this world." Brittany chuckles. Finally, Puck leads them to a secluded hallway and all noise and chatter dissolves.
"Where are we going?"
"Don't worry. Santana reserved an entire room for this. Ah, here we are." They are standing in front of a double door. Puck knocks and instantly the doors are opened. Caleb and Quinn are pulling each other, Caleb a little out of breath and Quinn looking like she's having the time of her life.
"Good evening. My name is Quinn and this is Caleb. We will be your servers for tonight. Please, come in." Puck leads a dumbstruck Brittany inside. The room reminds her of the scene in the Beauty and The Beast and her heart pounds. The room is lit so much more than lights and everything seems to be in HD. In the middle of a room is a single table, a candle lit in the middle.
Santana emerges into sight from the piano on the side of the room and now Brittany would bet her life that no one can be as beautiful as Santana. The brunette is clad in a red dress stopping just above her knees just like Brittany's dress. Her heels are a stunning black. Brittany's breath catches when she realizes that they are wearing the same opposite attire as each other and a single thought hits her.
Yin and Yang.
They complement each other. They are for each other. Her heart is filled with a love that goes further than just butterflies and stomach turning and dazzling eyes. Santana moves toward her, perhaps the softest and warmest smile lighting up her face.
"Hi, B. You look absolutely breath-taking."
"Are you kidding me? You're the one who looks like a goddess." An adorable blush spread through Santana's edible cheeks.
"Thank you, Puck. I'll take it from here." Puck takes Brittany's hand on his arm, kisses it lightly and smirks a little when Santana glares at him subtly. He places her hand on Santana's and bows. He exits and disappears through a door in the corner of the room. Brittany feels a tug on her hand and instantly, her universe forgets everything else and revolves around Santana. Mercedes is playing the piano softly and everything is perfect.
Santana pulls the chair for her and Brittany gracefully sits down, smiling happily at Santana. That eases Santana's worries and her nervous heart. As soon as she sits down, Caleb comes to their table, champagne and glasses in hand. He smiles at them and wordlessly serves them the beverage.
"I hope you're hungry." Santana says, nodding at Caleb who gets it and retreats to where he came from. Quinn replaces Caleb and sets a large plate of spaghetti and meat balls in front of them. Brittany looked positively glowing. Santana chuckles at the adorable excitement in Brittany's face and she momentarily forgets the ring that she entrusted to Quinn.
They do end up reenacting the scene in the Lady and the Tramp. Brittany nudges a meatball to Santana's side and the brunette thinks she's perfect. In turn, and much Brittany's absolute delight, she pushes her meatball to Brittany. After that they talk about everything and just about anything under the sun. They chatter and laugh at all the memories until their stomach hurt until finally, it's time.
Santana wipes the last of the spaghetti around Brittany's mouth. She stands, folding the table napkin neatly in a weak attempt to control her erratically beating heart. Brittany is shooting her a confused looks and she's so tempted to blurt it out right there and then but she remembers that she has a plan. And a damn good plan at that. So instead of making a run for it, or worse, blurting it out unceremoniously, she places a placating hand against Brittany's cheek, hoping to placate herself.
"Listen, B. I mean each and every word with everything I have and more." And Brittany, just like how she does every time Santana asks her to trust her, drops all doubt and gives her entire soul to Santana to do with it whatever she likes. She watches Santana motion to Mercedes and the music stops and starts into a new melody. As the woman hits the first notes, Santana resists the sudden urge to burst into tears. She turns and faces Brittany, dropping all walls and letting herself be vulnerable and bare because if there's someone she can trust her life with it would be Brittany. She takes a deep breath and begins.
For you, there'll be no more crying.
For you, the sun will be shining.
And I feel that when I'm with you, it's alright,
I know it's right.
Brittany flushes, signaling the start of tears. She feels Santana radiate the undeniable feeling of love. She sings, her voice dripping with more than just tone and rhythm. Her fears seem silly under Santana's gaze, her doubts disappearing into nothingness. It is in her eyes that she feels like she's the only girl in the world and feels so incredible that she is brought to tears.
To you, I'll give the world.
To you, I'll never be cold.
Cause I feel that when I'm with you, it's alright,
I know it's right.
Santana sings the words with every fiber of her being because without Brittany, God knows what she would be doing right now. Without Brittany, she might have never been able to find the life that her family gave her. Without Brittany, she has no purpose, no use in this world, no life. The love she feels for her cannot be contained in just one word. It goes beyond it and into a feeling indescribable with mere words. So she feels it like she's never felt anything before. She feels it because she wants Brittany to realize just how much her heart beats for her.
And the songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score.
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before.
And there it is. It's the words she'll say for the rest of her life, desperately trying to let the actual feeling reach Brittany. And it does. Brittany wipes the never-ending tears of joy and sobbing like a child. She wishes she met Santana sooner but really, she's just thankful that she met her.
And I wish you all the love in the world,
But most of all, I wish it from myself.
And the songbirds are singing,
Like they know the score.
And I love you, I love you, I love you,
Like never before, like never before.
The song closes and Santana is close to tears. But not yet. She has something to say. Quinn appears holding a tray and setting it in front of Santana. Brittany gasps as she sees the velvet box. Santana smiles a big thanks to Quinn who returns it to her with a wink. Santana grasps the box and moves toward the love her life. She kneels, staring straight at clear and shocked blue eyes. She opens the lid.
"B. The past year has been the best year of my life. I met you, I fell in love with you, and now, I'd like to take another step forward. You picked me up when I was down. You were beside me every step I took to fixing my life. You didn't judge me, you didn't leave me, you loved me even though I don't deserve you. You've been everything I need and more. You were this amazing, gorgeous and constant ray of light that I hold on to." Santana smiles.
"I've got so many things to say and all these feelings to make you feel. And I doubt that my whole life will be enough for all of it. But I'd like to try because Britt, you deserve the world and if I could, I would give you just that. But I can't. And I know I don't have any right to ask you for anything at all but if you would do me the favor of spending the rest of my life with you, I would be honored. I would spend each and every single day trying my hardest and giving my best at proving to you just how much I love you." She takes a deep breath. She pulls out the ring and lets Brittany see the engraving. The blonde gasps for the nth time that day and wouldn't have it any other way.
"I pinky promise to love you all the days of my life. I pinky promise to see you and only you. I pinky promise to be by your side no matter what. I pinky promise, B, that these promises will never be broken."
"Brittany S. Pierce, will you marry me?" There. Finally. Santana waits in fear and anticipation. Brittany recovers from shock and smiles softly at Santana. She takes Santana's hand in hers and pull her up with her as she stand to her full height.
"Not yet." Santana breaks in to a million pieces but before she could bawl her eyes out, Brittany chuckles and takes her face in her hands. "Trust me." And she does. She nearly drops the ring when Brittany kneels and pulls out a box of her own.
"B?"
"You're not the only one with surprises, S." She opens the lid, revealing a ring. It was silver and had a diamond heart sitting in the middle. It was simple yet elegant and it was everything Santana could have ever asked for.
"Santana, I can't even tell you how much I love you right now. But I do want to tell you how wrong you are. I deserve you, Santana and no one else. Don't you ever, ever doubt that. You're perfect. So perfect that I'm the one who's honored to have you in my life. I love you more than unicorns and ducks. I love you more than dancing. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone else in this world. I know that if I was with you that time when you opened your eyes into the world, I would have cried beside your dad. I know that if I saw you when you took your first step, I would be so happy. I know that if I was there the moment you spoke your first word, I would be so proud of you. I know that if I was there when some jerk took away your first kiss, I would have cried. I was born to love you. And I will do just that for the rest of my life. So yes, Santana. I'll marry you. But only if you marry me too." Santana is beyond words so she drops to Brittany's level and kisses her, tears streaming down her face. She kisses her until they're both breathless. She kisses her until she's able to feel only her and when she pulls away, she's almost in pain to do so.
"So that's a yes then?" Brittany asks, smiling sheepishly and looking as dazed as she must also be.
"Yes, B. A thousand times, yes."
"Then yes to you too. And make it a million times." Puck, Caleb, Quinn, and Mercedes are clapping in the background by they can't hear them because they're in a separate world – a world that just became a reality.
Brittany and Santana's wedding was set on a beach and during sunset. Both walked down the aisle. Santana's uncle, Robert, was the one who gave her away after the brunette made an appearance at Quinn's insistence to fix her shit before her wedding. And she did. Gabriela could barely say a complete sentence to her but they're making progress. It was worth it especially when Miguel was assigned their ring bearer.
Brittany and Santana were both the perfect images of a glowing bride and everybody who attended felt that they were given a rare view of two people who are more in love in each other than just how much their heart can let them. The reception was a real party courtesy of Puck and they left early to escape to get to know each other more. The hotel was puzzled to clean up extremely rumpled sheets and was shocked to find the headboard almost broken.
Shortly after their wedding, Quinn and Caleb followed after Santana dragged Caleb's head out of his ass. The wedding was in a small chapel with only their closest friends and family invited. It was perfect though Santana surely argue that theirs is more perfect.
Now, Santana and Brittany Pierce-Lopez have moved in to their own house and Santana is rocking the I'm-pregnant glow just like Quinn. Brittany and Caleb have never been closer than ever what with their extremely hormonal and moody and not to mention, craving wives carrying their child.
Their marriage is not without ups and downs and a couple of misunderstandings. But they've been holding steady through all of it, not letting any of it ruin them. Because at the end of the day, they know that there's no place they'd rather be than beside each other.
Santana still wakes up in the middle of the night from her nightmares. Though it's almost rare, it still happens and she would always cry. In that moment, Brittany pulls her back down beside her and murmurs comforting words to her ear. In the morning, Santana smiles, the torment of the night forgotten. And Brittany wouldn't have it any other way.
I only wrote a part of their story, the part of how they came to be. I only wrote this part to tell everyone that there is hope and that no matter how messed up we may be, there will always be people to pick us up. Don't push them away. Let them be by your side. Let them catch you when you fall. Let them love you especially when you don't. Let them be the reason why you'll be that person they deserve to have.
Brittany and Santana found each other. And now, I will let them write the rest of their story.
End
A/N:
To: Roo, hmmm, scarletoz, Roo, Shiiiim, Charliehorse0077, Anonymous1, The Swede, Anonymous2, Mriss317, anon, mel, wkgreen, fayy, Anonymous, max, Alisa, fay, iGlee, Cali Cheerleading Swagger, mindconfession, cybilsadie, Marissa.
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To all of you, it's been quite a journey and I would like to thank you guys. So much. Thank you for reading and sticking with me to the end and I hope you like the epilogue.
This chapter is especially dedicated to SKM's mom. You probably won't be able to read this, but thank you for bringing and raising such a wonderful child into this world. Without you, I wouldn't have met her and I would be missing a part of my life. Thank you.
This chapter is also dedicated to the girl I haven't met yet (since I'd probably end up marrying a girl). I'm waiting for you and I hope that we'll meet soon. :)
Brittana (B+S),
theangel1710