Tickle Me Pink: Finn & Santana
Santana peered over the edge of the crib down at the little girl grinning back up at her. She was nothing more than a bundle of pale white skin and a swatch of cornsilk blonde hair. She looked like her mom except when she smiled and then she was purely her father. Her goddaughter was beautiful, probably the prettiest little thing she'd ever seen. It was almost (almost) enough to make her want one of her own if she ever let Finn actually put a ring on her finger.
"She's so little," Finn mused in wander as he reached down and let Kate wrap her tiny finger around his huge one. He was already a great godfather, probably a lot better than her if she was honest with herself but she totally bought better presents. "Her mouth is going to be as big as Sam's. They're going to have their hands full when she starts noticing boys."
"Quinn's mean enough to scare them off. God knows it worked on you and Puckerman more than once," Santana teased good-naturedly. They'd been together for years now, ever since halfway through college when she decided that she was tired of the girl game and let him hit on her at one of Puck's parties over the summer. She was a lawyer and he taught music over at the elementary school and they'd moved into a little house a few blocks from his parents last summer. "Besides, it's your job to make sure that her boyfriends only have good intentions or some shit like that. I don't know, I didn't really read the rules that Berry emailed over when Q picked me over her."
Finn smiled at that; she knew he loved that they'd been chosen over Rachel and Puck. She knew that Rachel probably made a better choice than her, but Finn was infinitely better than Puck. Besides, the whole Beth thing made the situation messier than either of the former teen parents wanted to deal with. "Well, we can just pick them when we have our first kid."
Santana tried not to grin tellingly at that. "You think about that?" she asked without looking up from Kate's pretty green eyes. The little girl giggled, though she was sure it was just gas. "I didn't know that you thought about having kids with me."
"Duh, San," he chuckled softly, tugging on the end of one of her curls playfully. "We've been together forever and you're the girl I want to be with forever after this. Of course I think of having kids with you. They'll be super smart like you and hopefully regular sized but maybe a little nicer like me and obviously have really, really good voices. Our kids are gonna be perfect because we are together. Can't you imagine it?"
"They should have your smile," she replied softly, finally dragging her gaze away from Kate to look up at her boyfriend. "It's a really great smile."
It's that moment that convinces her to accept his proposal two months later on the stage at their old high school. They get married quickly in a quiet little ceremony in his parents' backyard with only Puck and Brittany there. Their spouses, along with the rest of their friends, complain, but it's what they both wanted. Rachel forgives them a little bit the next year when Santana tearfully asks her to be the godmother, and Finn just sort of tells Puck that he's doing it over beers at the Browns game.
(The baby had Finn's smile.)