Unexpectedly Yours

13.

Quinn's point of view

As I picked my head up from reading the label of the sparkling cider bottle I had purchased, I saw the love of my life, no, the love of a million lifetimes, walk toward me with a smile.

When we were inches apart I attached my lips to hers. We stayed in that position for a few minutes. She wrapped her arms around me tightly. I felt something hit my waist, but I didn't think anything of it.

After the kiss was over, she put her arm over my shoulder and we walked around for a while.

Pretty soon we went back to the cabin and I prepared dinner. Tonight's menu consisted of chicken breast and mashed potatoes. She set the table.

"I'm going to go upstairs and take a nap," she said after she was finished with her task.

"Are you okay, Baby," I asked with genuine concern.

"Yes, Beautiful, I'm just tired!"

"I'll wake you up when it's ready…" I said with my back toward her. She ran over to my vase and took a handful of roses upstairs with her. She also brought the bag that held the item that she purchased from the outlets.

"Ok, I love you, Quinn," she said as she whisked past me and up the stairs with the roses and the bag.

Santana's point of view

I wasn't tired one bit. I was cooking up a surprise for my Quinn. I immediately closed the door a little and got to work. First I pulled out her small, black box from the bags and placed it on the nightstand and threw the bags in the little garbage can in the room. Then I tore off the petals of her roses and threw them around the room so that they'd fall all over the place. With the petals from another rose, I made a pathway from the hallway to where I would be standing. I then sporadically put out some candles, but didn't light them. I decided not to unmake the bed because I wanted her to know that she truly had my heart.

Then I paced back and forth in the large room while I came up with what I needed to tell her.

Her voice brought me back to reality a half an hour later when she yelled, "Santana, it's ready!"

"Ok. On my way!" I yelled back.

"How was your nap," she asked as I jogged down the stairs.

"Wonderful," I said and happily sighed as I noticed the two sparkling cider glasses she poured for us.

"Please have a seat," she said and held my chair out for me. As I was sitting down she pushed it in closer to the table for me.

"This looks amazing," I said and then continued, "Give me your plate?"

She handed me the plate and I scooped the mashed potatoes for her. Then I forked a piece of chicken and placed it on her plate.

"Thank you, Baby," she said and smiled.

I put my fork down and picked up my glass to suggested, "Let's toast?"

"Of course," she said and raised her glass.

"Here to being exactly where you're meant to be with the person you're supposed to be here with. I love you, Quinn!"

We clink our glasses together.

"I love you too," she said after she swallowed the cider.

We ate in comfortable silence. We held each other's free hands and every so often stole loving glances at each other. At the conclusion of the meal, we both cleaned up and then sat on the couch and held hands. She put her head on my shoulder. It felt right.

Getting up the courage, I whispered, "I have a surprise for you upstairs. Want to go and see it?"

She didn't say anything. Instead she led me up the stairs. She was about to open the door, but I stopped her.

"Could I ask you to stay out here for a few minutes? I need to put the finishing touches on it."

"I'll be in the guest room bathroom. Be right back!" she said and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I watched her walk away and then I went straight to work with lighting the candles in the room. After I took the box and got down on my bended knee.

She had returned quickly and knocked on the door.

"San, can I come in?"

"Yes, Beautiful, come in."

She pushed the door open and her eyes lit up in amazement. She looked at the room and she smiled warmly. Then she saw me down on my knee.

"Oh my God, Santana…" she gasped as tears began to fill her eyes.

"Come here," I asked. She sauntered up to me and stood directly in front of me.

"Quinn Fabray, in the few months that we have shared together you have made me the happiest woman alive. I love everything about you. I especially love the way you make me feel, which is truly loved. What I have in my hands," I started to say, opened the box, looked back up at her, and continued, "Is my promise to you that I will love you forever. You are my one and only. You are my forever and ever. I promise to love you through the good times and love you even more through the bad times. Quinn, will you please marry me when we feel the time is right?"

I continued to look into her green eyes. I could see that she had been crying.

"Santana, I love you so much. I don't really know who I was before you walked into my life. You have taken me into your life and into your heart and shown me what unconditional love is. This is something I've never experienced. I don't have to worry about anything when I'm with you. I love the feeling of not having to be perfect around you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you so…yes I will!" Quinn said as she smiled.

With that I removed the diamond encrusted heart ring from the box and tossed the box behind me. I reached for her left hand, which was already extended out and was shaking with excitement. I slid the ring onto her ring finger. It fit perfectly. I brought her hand up to my lips and kissed it. I then got up from my position and scooped her into my arms and hugged her tightly.

Then we kissed.

Quinn's point of view

Oh my God, she asked me to marry her! I said, "Yes!" Are we ready for this? Will this be a forever thing? I want her in my life forever…

"Oh, just so you know, this is a promise ring…I plan on getting you an engagement ring in the future. I don't want my parents to totally freak out when we get home," she said and chuckled.

"Baby, this is enough," I said honestly and admired my new ring.

"You deserve so much more," she said.

"I got the world," I said and looked into her brown eyes. Then I broke the hug and walked over to the window and stared out into the woods.

Why doesn't this feel right?

I love her beyond words.

I want to be her wife, Mrs. Santana Lopez. But…

She snuck up behind me and wrapped me in a tight hug. I jumped into the air because I was concentrating on my thoughts. I was trying to get them to match up with what my heart felt.

"Sorry, Beautiful. Are you okay," she said and kissed my cheek. She sensed that something was off.

"Um, yeah…"

"What's our rule?" she asked, folded her arms against her chest, and tapped her foot against the carpet.

"No lying! No, Santana, I'm not lying. We've been dating for such a short period of time. I just want to make sure we won't be making a mistake," I said.

She guided me to the edge of the bed. I sat down first and then she sat down.

"Okay, what's on your mind?" she asked as gently as she could.

"I don't know. I should be happy…" I said.

I saw the love of my life's face turn from happy to sad in a mere instance. She lowered her head.

"Oh, no, no…Santana, I am happy…" I said, but she interrupted me.

"Do you want to marry me, Quinn?" she asked as she folded her arms against her chest again. I think she did this to protect her heart.

"Of course, I do, Baby," I tried to explain.

"But…"

"Do you think we'll last?" I asked.

"Yes, I do," Santana simply said.

"How can you be so certain," I asked honestly not knowing how she knew.

"Because Quinn, I love you," she replied. She still had her arms folded but looser now.

"I just don't want to repeat…" I began, but she interrupted me.

"Quinn, please stop," she said.

"But you don't know what I was going to say," I said.

"You don't want to repeat your parents' mistakes," she said and looked directly into my eyes.

"Wow! You really did know what I was about to say," I said and chuckled.

She smiled and then said, "I'm sorry that you don't have the best role models when it comes to love, but that doesn't mean that we're destined to repeat their mistakes. The only thing that I know that I am destined to do…is be your wife!"

I cupped her face with my hand. "You really believe that," I said.

"With everything I am and with everything I'll ever be," she said securely, "That's why I asked you."

I nodded my head.

"Please tell me that you believe me," she asked with a scared almost childlike expression on her face.

"I believe you," I simply said.

"Great! Thank you," she said, took a big breath, and then continued, "Like I said we're not getting married tomorrow or the next day. By the time we decide to get married we'll have been together at least two years maybe three. So my darling, Quinn, my intention when I put that ring on your finger was for you to know that it symbolizes that we are a solid couple no matter what life is going to throw at us."

She kissed my palm because I hadn't let go of her cheek.

"Ok, Santana, I trust you with my heart," I said.

"Quinn, I know. It is now my responsibility to guard and protect it," she said nobly.

Then I lunged at her and we kissed passionately for a while. We connected not only our lips, but also our bodies and more importantly our hearts. She lowered me onto the bed and hovered above me all the while she never broke the kiss. There was major over the sweater action happening between us. I was surprised that she didn't try for more. In fact, she was timid and not like the Santana I knew last night and early this morning.

I broke the kiss to ask, "Santana, are you okay?"

She opened her beautiful brown eyes, looked down, and said, "Kinda."

I tried to get up and she knew I wanted to talk.

We both sat up and held each other's hands.

"Talk to me, please," I said.

Santana's point of view

"Um…" I said and looked down at my fingers.

"Santana," she insisted.

"Ok, ok, I just thought that when I proposed, the other person who be totally sure. To be totally honest, it felt like I had to convince you to want to marry me," I said timidly.

"I am sure now, but I wasn't ten…fifteen minutes ago. It might have felt like you had to convince me because we are a young couple just starting out, San," she said.

"I know, but I was so excited, Quinn," I said and brought my hand to my face to brush away a tear quickly. I found out that I was too slow because it fell down my face.

I continued, "I know it seems a little too soon since we haven't been dating that long, but I thought…"

"You thought what?" Quinn asked.

"That I was sure. I know that sounds horrible, I know, and I hate myself for second guessing this," I said and brushed away more tears and then added, "I will never second guess my undying love and devotion to you, Quinn! Okay?"

"Ok. Can I ask why you get me this beautiful ring?" she asked as she held it up to admire it.

"At first, I wanted to get you something that I thought you'd like," I said.

"But I do…" Quinn confided in me.

"When I saw this ring in the case it spoke to me," I said.

"What did it say?"

"It said, 'She loves you…give me to her!' There was no hesitation at all after that," I said.

"It's right, ya know, I do love you, Santana," she said and looked at me.

"I know, Quinn, but now have I made everything weird between us? I could take it off the table, marriage, but honestly, I don't want to."

"No," she said and I gave her a strange look.

"You're not thinking that I'm being too clingy," I asked.

"Nope. Because I know it came from your heart. And I appreciate that more than you know." she said and smiled brightly.

"Do you want to wear it," I asked and tried not to look too hurt in case she didn't want to.

"It will not leave my finger," she said lovingly.

She looked into my eyes as I asked, "Oh, ok, what does it symbolize to you?"

"It symbolizes your love for me. It shows me that I'm not alone in this world. It proves to me that I am lovable and that I am capable of giving my heart and my love to someone who deserves it," Quinn said and smiled.

"Me?" I asked as I pointed to myself.

"Yes, silly, you," she said, smiled again, and then lightly chuckled.

I laughed with her. I loved to see her happy. It truly made my day.

Then she got serious to say, "If something unforeseen happens between us in the future, it symbolizes that we'll get through it together. We take the necessary time to get our heads straight, but we remember this promise between us!"

"Take it off," I suggested.

She didn't question it. She slid the ring off her finger and handed it to me.

"Quinn, I love you… you know that," I said.

She nodded.

"I want to marry you when we are ready," I continued.

She nodded again.

"I want you," I finished and pushed her ring halfway up her slender finger.

"I hope you know this, but you've always had me," Quinn said.

I smiled brightly at her.

"Santana, I love you, you know that," she repeated.

I nodded.

"I want to marry you when we are ready," she continued.

I nodded again.

"And I want you, Santana," she finally said.

I smiled, looked up into her eyes, and pushed the ring all the way to the beginning of her knuckle.

Then I kissed her. I caught her by surprise because I felt her breath hitch in her throat. When our mouths connected I breathed for her until she could for herself. I'd do anything for her.

Then I felt her tongue slip into my mouth. Our tongues massaged each other slowly and lustfully.

"Quinn," I moaned.

"Santana," she moaned back.

I broke this kiss to say, "I love you!"

She seductively nodded her head and then pulled me back to her lips and she attached our lips again.

We made love again that night. It was magical. It felt like it was just the two of us and there was no one else left on the planet. Afterwards, we were lying in each other's arms and she had an idea.

"Can we take a picture of my ring and send it to Brittany?" she asked. She knew that I wanted to share this special occasion with my best friend.

"Thank you. Of course," I said as I got out of bed, ran downstairs to get my phone, and then ran back to her. I jumped back in bed and covered myself.

She had gotten a pillow while I was gone and placed her hand on top of it like a jewelry model would.

"How's that?"

"Perfect!" I said and then snapped the photo on my phone. I cropped it so Brittany would only see the ring and some of the white pillowcase.

"How does that look?" I asked and held up the phone.

"Wonderful. What do you want to say in the message part?"

I scratched my head in thought.

Then an idea hit her.

"How about 'Santana & Quinn forever'?" she asked hopeful.

I just looked at her with tears in my eyes.

"Hey, Baby, it's okay," she said and smiled.

"I love you so much. It's unexplainable," I said and brushed away the tears.

"Send it!"

I put the message into the text message, but before I hit the send button, I grabbed her finger and we both hit the button together. Then the text message was sent.

I couldn't get the stupid grin off of my face.

Back in Lima, Brittany's point of view

I was holding Rachel in my arms when I heard my cell go off. She lazily picked it up and handed it to me.

"Thank you," I said as I tried not to move.

She fell back onto my chest. In a second I heard her soft snores.

I opened the top of the phone with one hand and scrolled down to the newest text message.

Oh it's a photo. Shit…hope it's not obscene!

I pushed the open button and bolted up out of complete shock.

"Holy shit!"

"Brittany," Rachel yelled as she fell off of me and onto the floor with a thud.

"Oh crap," I shrieked as I peered over the side of my bed.

"Help me up," she asked while still on the floor.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," I said as I tossed the phone onto the bed.

I bent down and picked her all the way up and into my arms.

"I'm sorry! Are you okay?" I asked as I looked into her eyes. I loved carrying her around.

"Yes, I am," she replied and then I gently lay her down on the bed.

I then retrieved my phone and we both looked at the culprit of the incident.

It was a huge photo of Quinn's left hand and on it was a ring with a diamond-encrusted heart. It was placed on her ring finger.

Rachel and I looked at each other and yelled in unison, "Call!"

I hit Santana's number and in an instance we heard an innocent, "Hello?"

"Don't 'hello' me!" I demanded joyfully.

"Who is this?" she asked playfully.

"It's action movie superstar, Harrison Ford," I replied in my most manly voice. Rachel giggled in the background.

"You sound like a girl, Mr. Ford!" Santana played along.

"What did you do?" I asked anxiously.

"Oh, that…" Santana asked.

"Yes, that!" I yelled into the phone

"She proposed to me," Quinn yelled into the phone.

"And I take it you said 'yes'!" I replied.

"Yes sir, uh, ma'am." Quinn replied.

There was silence.

"Mazel tov!" Rachel said to break it.

"Thank you, Barbra…" Santana said and laughed.

"Santana," I scolded her.

"There she is…I thought you were rendered completely mute…Oh, and Rachel, I'm sorry!" Santana said and stunned us all.

"Wow! Thank you. Are you two really getting married?" I asked.

"Yes…when we feel the time is right!" Santana said to us.

"We're not getting hitched like tomorrow or anything, but it is now in our future," Quinn told us excitedly.

"It always was in our future, but now it's definitely," Santana said and smiled into the phone.

"You're making me look bad, Lopez." I kidded her.

"Brittany!" Rachel said shocked.

I smiled brightly at her.

"She's…she's kidding," Rachel jumped in.

"Yea, I know…It's all good," Santana said and laughed.

There was another period of silence.

"So B…Are you happy for us?" Santana asked guardedly.

"Um, I…" I started to say.

"Ok, hold up…my best friend isn't happy for me and the love of my life?" Santana said as she started to get angry.

"Santana, let her finish," Quinn said. She must have grabbed her hand because Santana stopped her rant.

"Thank you, Quinn. I was going to say, that I am very happy for you. I just want you two to seriously think about this," I said sincerely.

"Oh, we intend to, Britt," Quinn said.

"I know what you're saying, B," Santana said.

"Good!"

"How's your weekend going?" Santana asked us.

"Well, Rachel and I are officially dating. We stayed at her house last night watching movies and now we're at mine going to watch the rest of them. We gotta return them tomorrow," I said to Rachel.

"Yes, I know." Rachel assured me.

"That's great! We need to have lunch or something…" Quinn said.

"Yup," I said.

"Ok, we'll let you two lovebirds go," I said.

"Oh, ok, we get back tomorrow…I'll text you and see you on Monday," Santana said.

"Okie dokie…Love you, S!"

"Love you too, B!"

"Bye, Rachel," Quinn said.

"Have a good night Quinn and congrats to the both of you," Rachel said.

"Thanks, Rachel," Quinn said.

"Yeah, thanks Rachel," Santana said and then hung up.

Back at the cabin, Quinn's point of view

"That went well," I said to Santana.

"Yup, I think so. Just happy that she's okay with it."

"Why wouldn't she be?" I asked because I didn't really know.

"I kinda get a feeling from time to time that she wouldn't be opposed to trying again," she said.

"Trying what again?"

"The relationship…not the friendship…" she said rather honestly.

"Oh…"

"Quinn don't worry, please. I shouldn't have said anything. You can trust us, I swear," she said almost pleadingly.

"Santana, slow down, it's alright…I trust you both," I said and laughed.

"Whew!" she said and wiped her brow.

"I've always noticed the friendship between you and her and I'd never come in between that," I said honestly.

She kissed me.

A few seconds later, she broke it to say, "Oh yeah, you have nothing to worry about!"

She lowered her head and grasped my lips with hers again.

Ah, Mrs. Quinn Lopez!