So I decided to add one more chapter on because I was pressed for time. So next chapter will be the last, not this one. Oh and I've noticed I've become more of a linear writer as opposed to a drabble writer like I started off as. Funny how that works out lol. Here's chp 21, I don't own glee.

"So this is what you've reduced this place to?" Rachel Berry asked, looking around at Santana and Dani's condo. "Santana, there's clothes and food containers everywhere. And I nearly tripped on several dog toys on my way in."

"If you came all the way over here just to nag me, kindly fuck off Rachel." Santana said from her spot in her bed, pulling the covers over her head to shield herself from the nagging. "And how'd you get in here anyway? The door's locked." She and Dani had recently moved and Santana knew she didn't give Rachel key.

"Dani gave me a key when you guys moved in here." Rachel said, ignoring Santana's first remark.

"Of course she did."

"It's in case of an emer-"

"Emergency, I know."

"When's the last time you talked to her, anyway?"

"Last night before bed, why?"

Rachel took another look around the room, noting how messy and slightly smelly it was. "And let me guess. You told her that you were doing just fine by yourself, didn't you?"

"Yup."

"Santana, this is pathetic, especially for you."

"Leave me alone Berry, I'm sad."

"I can see that. But as your friend, I'm here to make you happy again."

"Unless you're going to Canada to get my girlfriend and bring her back here, I'm not getting happy."

Rachel blinked. "You really are love sick, huh? It's a good thing I came prepared."

Santana frowned "What do you mean?" she asked from still underneath the covers.

"It means that I have wine, breadsticks from Breadstix, and dvd box sets of Orange is the New Black and Game of Thrones."

That peaked her interest. "Continue."

"And I won't make a single remark when you inevitably rewind every scene in which a woman shows her breasts. No matter how much I will want to," Rachel said, mumbling the last part.

"Okay, you had me at breadsticks" Santana said, finally getting out from under the covers and looking at Rachel.

"Excellent. But before we indulge in any of that, you have some serious work to do. I'll start with the trash and you do the laundry."

"But I hate doing laundry. That's Dani's job."

"So what do you plan on doing when you run out of clothes and she's not here?"

"Buy new ones, duh."

Rachel pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration "For the love of- okay fine, I'll deal with your clothes." She relented. "And people call me a diva," she muttered.

"I heard that! Now let's get started already, I'm starving." Santana got out of bed and Rachel saw what she was wearing for the first time.

"For the sake of my sanity, Santana, please put some pants on." She did not enjoy seeing her friend walk around in a tight shirt and underwear.

Santana groaned, "Fine," and pulled on some shorts that were laying on the floor, muttering about how it was her condo and that she should be able to walk around half naked if she wanted to.

"Vee is such a biittchh," Rachel slurred before taking another gulp of wine. She and Santana were quite drunk now.

"I know."

"And Poussey is soo aw-awesome."

"I know."

"I'm such an idiot for not watching this when it came out. All these years..WASTED."

"I know!"

"Is that all you're going to say, Santana!"

"I'm too drunk to think of complex sentences. Get over it."

"You're unbelievable," Rachel groaned.

"Unbelievable in bed."

"I walked right into that one." Rachel got up and went to the kitchen to get some water. It was getting late and she wanted to sober up before driving home. She noticed Santana's phone on the table and saw that the notification light was blinking.

"Umm Santana, you have 4 missed calls from Dani. All within the last 10 minutes too. Something may be wrong."

"Wait, w-what?" Santana shot up and wobbled drunkenly to the kitchen. She looked at her phone and sure enough, Dani had called her. "Give me that," she demanded, taking Rachel's water out of her hand.

"Hey, that was mine!"

"Don't care, get me two more," Santana slurred. She downed the first glass in no time, as well as the other two Rachel brought her. "Okay, how sober do I sound?"

"Not very."

"Good enough," Santana said and dialed Dani's number. She picked up on the third ring.

"Hello? Santana?" Dani answered.

"Hey Dan, what's up?" Dani's voice sounded hoarse. "Have you been crying?"

"Uh, yeah a little bit."

"What happened, do I need to kick someone's ass? Because you know I'll be on the first flight up there. I'll go all Lima Heights on their frozen asses," she swore.

Dani would have laughed if she knew Santana wasn't being serious. "No babe relax, they were happy tears. I fell on stage while performing. I got so embarrassed, I walked off without finishing the song."

Santana frowned. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. After I got back stage, thinking that I just ruined the whole concert, I hear my name being chanted over and over again. So I look out and everyone's screaming my name and telling me that it's okay. That they still love me. I was shocked."

That made Santana smile. "That's awesome Dani. Your fans are the best."

"They really are. It really hit home to me, Santana. I went from being on my own without even my family to all this. Just knowing I have all this support from my fans here, from you at home, and everyone else makes me really happy and… I just lost it right there on stage."

"Aw Dan. I wish I was there with you right now." Santana sighed. If there was ever a moment that she wanted to hug her girlfriend, it was now. It actually hurt Santana that she couldn't. It seemed like such a monumental moment for Dani and Santana wanted to be a part of it. She felt a comforting hand rubbing her back and knew it was Rachel.

"I wish you were here too. But you're coming to visit next month and then I'll be home soon after that. It'll go by fast." Dani reassured.

"Yeah you're right. I still miss you though."

"I miss you too. But I have to go now, okay? I love you."

"I love you too."

When Santana hung up the phone, she turned around to face Rachel.

"You've got that crazy look in your eyes, Santana. What are you thinking?"

"It may be the alcohol in my system giving this boost of confidence, but I'm ready to do something I've been thinking about for way too long. And I may need your help."

"Oh my God, please tell me you're planning what I think you're planning." Rachel squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement.

Santana took a deep sigh and finally said what she's been thinking about for months now.

"I'm going to ask Dani to marry me."

Is this really a cliffhanger? You all knew it was coming XD. Any ideas on how the proposal should happen,btw? reviews are appreciated.