Unexpectedly Yours

23.

Quinn's point of view

We talked more about our wedding as the days went on, but, strangely, only about who was paying for it. We decided that if support was offered then we'd graciously take it.

We didn't, however, talk about what we both wanted it to be like. I thought this was a little strange, but then neither of us has actually planned a wedding before.

Before either of us knew it the week of our six month anniversary was upon us.

"Baby?" I asked one night after school as we were both doing homework.

"Yes, Beautiful?"

"What do we want to do for our six month anniversary?"

"I can't believe we have been together for six months already. That went by so quickly. You know what?" she asked.

"No, what, Santana," I replied with a grin.

"I've loved every second of it. I love you, Quinn Fabray, with all of my heart. You are the one and only for me, for the rest of my life and then years after that…." she said as she walked over to me. I got stood up.

She opened her arms wide and enveloped me in a hug,

"I love you, too," I replied.

"I got it!" she said excitedly and jumped up and down in the hug.

"What?" I asked and then laughed heartily.

"Can we go to your cabin again," she asked excitedly.

"You really want to go back there?" I asked.

"Yes, please," Santana said and gave me a puppy dog expression.

"On one condition," I started.

'What's that?"

"That we plan more of our wedding. Like what's going to happen during the ceremony," I asked with a smile.

'Deal!" she said and we sealed the deal with a kiss.

Rachel's point of view

Brittany and I were doing great. I, for one, was so in love with her it was unbelievable. We have grown so close in the time that we have been together. Saying I love you to each other never gets old for either of us.

The only thing is…

We haven't made love yet.

Don't get me wrong we've come so very close. That time was amazing. But in the end, one of us pulled away. I don't know what to make of it. Is it a sign of something…anything?

I decided to be the brave one and ask one night.

"Hey, Brittany, can we talk?"

"Sure, what's up?" she asked with the sincerest expression on her face.

"You know I love you, right?"

"Oh, God, what happened?" she asked nervously.

I rushed over to her and grabbed her hands with my own.

"It's okay, Babe," I said without thinking.

"Babe," she replied with a shy smile.

"Um, yes, if that's s okay," I asked nervously.

"Yea, honey, it's fine," Brittany said as she looked at me. I smiled brightly.

"So…um, I wanted to talk to you about something…"

"I know," she said.

"Know what?" I asked anxiously.

"That you wanted to talk to me bout something," she said and smiled.

She released my hands to grab my shoulders and pull me even closer to her.

"It may sound trivial, but I was wondering…"

"What?" she asked.

"When we are going to make love?" I finished scared.

"We've come very, very close," she said and smiled.

"And please don't misunderstand, Brittany, I love you very much," I said and watched her face as it lit up with excitement.

"And I love you too," she answered quickly.

"Then…" I asked.

"I want to do that on a special occasion in a place that is as wonderful as possible. Ya know like I wanted to when I told you I loved you for the first time," she said sincerely.

"I'm ready," I said honestly and looked lovingly up at my girlfriend.

"Oh, you have no idea how ready I am," she said and smiled. Then she chuckled.

I had walked to the desk so turned around and started to sway up to her with my hands behind my back. When we were standing in front of each other again, I pulled her into me. I stood on my tip toes and kissed her sweetly.

"Rachel," she moaned.

"Brittany," I moaned.

"I love you," she said when the kiss broke.

"I love you too," I said as we stayed in the embrace.

Then she remembered our six month anniversary was coming up in a few days.

"Ooh, I got it," she practically threw me down.

"Whoa!"

"Crap, Rachel, I'm sorry…"

"It's okay," I said and laughed, "What do you have?" she helped me up from the carpet.

"My parents are going away this weekend and it's our six month anniversary is coming up next week. What do you say we celebrate a little early and have a 'sleep over'?" she asked happily.

"Brilliant," I said happily.

"I know…" she said, smiled, and patted herself on the back.

At school, the next day, Santana's point of view

I saw Britt at her locker and Rachel wasn't around. I ran up to her and screamed, "Whazzup?!"

To which I received a "Whazzup?"

"I'm sorry we haven't been chillin', B. Except for here, which doesn't count. How are things?"

"No worries, we both have our hands full. How's Quinn?"

"She's good," I started to say as we walked down the hall way, "We're going to her cabin again for our six month anniversary this weekend. We're gonna start planning the wedding…How's Rachel?"

"She's good. My parents are going away this weekend so we're doing a sleepover at mine. We are finally going to do 'it'…" she said and lowered her voice.

I stopped dead in my tracks and said, "You two haven't…"

"No," she replied.

"I'd have thought that she'd want to rid herself of the memories of Jolly Green," I said and laughed.

"Um, something tells me that they didn't…"

"No shit, ya think?" I asked.

"Yeah! Anyway she wants to…and I want to…" she started and then continued, "But…"

"What's up, B?"

"Just I want it to be special for her…and us…I want to do something or make sure I get something for my room, but I don't know what. Suggestions?"

"Flowers? A card with a romantic saying? A note from you? Something Streisand-ish? Sing to her before or after, but not during?"

"All good suggestions…I agree on the last one, during would be kind of pervy…I think I'll write to her and get flowers for my room," she said and extended her hand for a high five. I smacked it and then hugged her.

"We gotta hang out. I miss you," I said.

"Def, let's do something after both of our six month anniversaries. Can you believe it?" she asked.

"Honestly, no I can't! I'm so lucky," I said and immediately missed Quinn.

"I know that feeling. Rachel didn't have to pick me, but she did and I'm so happy she did,"

Britt and I gave each other another hug and then said, "Bye!"

Then I went to the library to catch up on some stuff.

Ever since Quinn sang to me I have wanted to sing to her and I thought that I'd do it over the weekend.

What song are you gonna do, Lopez?

I found that no one was using the computers so I sat down and thought first.

What genre of music? What type of song? Wow, this is hard. Ok, ok, I want to sing Quinn a love song like she did for me. Okay…R&B? Soul? Pop? I can easily sing any of those…

I patted myself on my back.

No, no, I want to challenge myself. COUNTRY! But who? A song sung by a man…

Then it hit me!

Author's Note: I know this was rather short, but it was kind of a filler chapter. Next chapter will be longer. I'm very interested in your thoughts so far. I appreciate the people who have reviewed, but I'd love to hear from more people. Good or bad, it's okay.

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