A/N: What? You wanted an epilogue? Something more? Maybe something sexier?

I heard you loud and clear...but can I do something first...like...give you one more chapter...before I write the epilogue?

Do you mind going to 28 chapters with me?

No?

Well then here you go chicas...lets do a time JUMP ;)

How about four years?

Yea?

Great!

Enjoy!

Giving You The Best That I Got (Anita Baker)

"Santana?"

Mr. Schue?

In Vegas?

Seriously?

It had been about five years since graduation and in that short time, he was nearly bald!

Oh, Sue must get a kick out of that.

"Hey, Mr. Schue!" I said with an equal amount of enthusiasm.

"Nonsense, you should call me Will...it's been so long. How have you been?"

We shared one of those awkward half hugs before I pulled back and flashed a smile.

"I'm great, just graduated from UCLA, summa cum laude."

He looked shocked.

I did once tell the man that I took my education seriously...did he think that I was joking?

He clapped his hands together and attempted to hug me again...and I let him...luckily for him, I was a few drinks in already, so I was marginally nicer than usual.

Once the hug was over, I looked him over and could see that he still had an addiction to vests only now...they were now part sweater as well.

"Congratulations! What's next for you?"

"Stanford for my Masters."

Once again, his jaw dropped.

Now I was just getting irritated.

The drinks were wearing off.

"Wow." He finally uttered.

Cue my eyes rolling.

"What about you Mr. Schue...how's everything?"

Why had I even asked?

How had I forgotten how much of a narcissist this man was?

He updated me on his love life and then as if that wasn't enough...he decided to update me on everything else.

Great!

He went on and on about the New Directions and how they have been chasing a National trophy since 2012.

Not surprised.

Yet, I just nodded and was polite the entire time, even though I really didn't give a shit.

But like I said...drinks plus me...equals nicer.

Thank God though, for that bullhorn!

"SANDBAGS!"

I smiled in relief, when I peaked around Schue and Sue was standing there with the bullhorn in front of her mouth.

"Welp, Mr. Schue, that's my cue to go. I take it you are here for the same reason that I am, so I will see you at the reception, later."

"Definitely, maybe I can manage to find some of the old club members to do a number."

"Good luck with that." I said with a wave before heading towards Sue.

There was no way that I was going to share a stage with people who I hadn't spoken to in four years.

Especially since both Quinn and Britt weren't here.

Yea...don't sign me up for that Schue.

I straightened up my shoulders and took a deep breath.

Anger management was still coming in handy.

Thankfully.

Now that I was away from my old glee coach, I was able to relax.

"I need you to do me a favor, Lopez."

"Anything." I said as I walked with Sue down yet another hallway.

Aside from renting us her beach house, Sue had paid my way through my first year of undergrad until I got a scholarship.

She was a constant mentor and she was the one that convinced me to pursue music as more than a record deal.

I was on my way to becoming a media mogul someday and that was definitely thanks to Sue.

I'd do anything for her at this point and honestly, I will take her over Schue any day of the week.

"Here is the key to my suite...I need you to put this bullhorn back and bring me the gold-plated one."

"You got it, Coach."

She actually blushed and then quickly straightened her face while shoving the bullhorn into my hands before storming off.

I hummed happily to myself as I pushed open the door to the suite.

And then I stopped short.

"Q? What are you...aren't you supposed to be in San Fra-"

She stepped forward and put her finger to my lips.

"I couldn't miss this opportunity to do something that I've been waiting to do for a really long time." She said as she pulled me towards the bed. "Sit."

I sat.

There were a million butterflies trapped in my stomach.

Four years of dating and Q still had the ability to take my breath away.

"Q?" I whispered but then she did it.

She dropped to her knees in front of me and looked up at me with a big smile.

I leaned forward and dug my fingers into her long dark locks before dropping a kiss to sweet lips that I hadn't seen in three weeks.

"I'm asking." She said.

"Okay...show me what you got, Fabray." I whispered.

I was trying to play off my excitement but that ship had sailed.

"We could say that our relationship really started on that beach after all the bullshit we went through...but really...it started in a hotel room. So it's only fitting that I give you this...here."

My eyes got wide as she held my mother's engagement ring out for me.

Tears sprang to my eyes because I knew that with my mother now gone, that she had to go ask for that ring from my father.

"You...he gave...screw the sweet words...I already told you...all you have to do is..."

"Santana, will you marry me?"

"God, yes!"

A/N: Epilogue to come...maybe today...maybe tomorrow...any song suggestions?