When everyone decided that they had chatted about the case enough for the evening, Santana was delighted to get them all moving in the direction of the front door. She appreciated everything that they were doing for her, Rachel and Leroy but there was only so much a person could take before they went bonkers. She needed to not focus on any of this for a minute and focus on her hopefully future wife. Santana had planned out basically every second for the big day. Friday morning she would start off with breakfast in bed for Rachel and then Leroy was coming by to pick up Rachel for a father daughter day. It had been a while since they had had one. Finn had set up a special movie for them at the theater and their last stop would be at the lodge were a lovely spa package was waiting for Rachel. Leroy would meet Rachel afterwards with a dress that Santana had to go pick up in St. Lawrence at a little boutique. Rachel had a full day of meetings Wednesday and Santana was glad that she wouldn't have to answer questions as to why Rachel couldn't go with her.
Santana wondered where Rachel was, one minute she was still outside with her and the next she was gone. She must have went inside, Santana thought to herself. She turned around to go and join Rachel when she saw the woman coming out of the barn.
"Whatcha doin'? Santana asked as Rachel got closer and stepped up onto the porch.
"Nothing. I thought you had went back in the house." Santana furrowed her brows. When had she said she was going back in the house?
"No...I was just watching everyone leave. Where's your dad headed? I thought he was hanging around here for a while?"
Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "He wanted to give us some alone time. I think he can tell you were getting wound up."
Santana scoffed as she sat down on the top step. "How can I not get wound up during all of this? Those men have been completely out of our lives for three years, until now." Santana hugged her knees to her chest as she looked out over her property. It didn't matter what else was going on in their lives, at least this only ever changed with the seasons and that was something beautiful that was easily acceptable.
Rachel sighed as she sat down next to Santana. "They will be out of our lives again soon enough. I have faith that the LAPD is going to catch him coming off that plane."
"Hopefully. I just can't stop asking why? I know that right now they are looking into the whole feud between Hiram and Ronald, but I just don't get it. Does he really dislike Leroy so much that he is helping the Porter's go after him?" Santana just couldn't seem to wrap her mind around any of this.
Rachel leaned her head on Santana's shoulder. She wished she had all of the answers, but she didn't and she couldn't get them at least not at the moment. "Maybe we will get some answers later. But for now...I think we should go in the cabin and fix some dinner. Plus I know a certain little girl who needs to be brought outside for a while so she can learn the ways of the land." Rachel smiled as she waved her arm outwards motioning to all of the property.
"I'm so excited and I just can't hide it..." Santana sang as she and Rachel danced around the kitchen. They were in the middle of making dinner when the song had came on the radio and with everything going on, it was the perfect release. Dahlia and Dax sat with their heads titled looking at the women, yeah their owners where just a little bit loopy, but they loved them anyway.
"Hey...hey..." Rachel bent over resting her hands on her knees. When had dancing became this hard? She worked out almost every morning, but man was she winded. Santana stopped dancing and made her way back over to the stove to stir the pasta sauce that was simmering away. "Did Duncan say if any of his men were coming around tonight or in the morning?"
"No, I don't think so. I know he was sending some of them home but he was keeping two or three to still keep an eye on the property. Why?" Santana asked as she laid the spoon down on the cradle resting on the stove.
"Just wanted to make sure that we weren't going to be interrupted tonight or in the morning like we were this morning." Rachel smirked as she walked over to Santana and wrapped her arms around her waist.
"Oh yeah? What are we going to be doing?" Santana asked as she moved closer to Rachel, pressing her body as close as she could. She loved this super flirty side to Rachel that nobody really knew she had.
Rachel shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "We might be doing a little kissing." Rachel pressed her lips against Santana's collar bone. "A little touching." She began to run her hands up and down Santana's back, bringing them to rest on her backside with a firm squeeze. "Just some stuff like that."
Santana was having a hard time controlling herself at the moment. With Rachel kissing and touching her like that she was close to turning off the stove and just running upstairs. "I like stuff like that." Santana went in for a kiss, sliding her lips along Rachel's.
Before they could get carried away, Rachel remembered that oh yeah, they were cooking dinner and if they didn't pay attention it was going to burn. Pulling away from Santana, Rachel stepped around her to back over to the stove. Santana remained standing by the kitchen island, appreciating the view she was getting as Rachel bent over to grab the garlic bread out of the over.
"I can sense you staring at me you know." Rachel spoke as she stood back up with the pan in her hands.
"Is me staring at your glorious ass a problem?" Santana smirked.
"Nope. As long as my glorious ass is the only one you ever stare at."
Santana threw her head back and laughed. She loved jealous Rachel, it was both endearing and hot at the same time if that was even possible. "I only have eyes for your ass." Santana held up three fingers, giving Rachel the boy scout solute.
"Damn right you do." Rachel grinned as she felt Santana come up behind her, wrapping her in a hug.
"I think dinner is done." Santana peaked over Rachel's shoulder looking at the pasta sauce.
"Good, because I am starving." Rachel clapped her hands together as she went to set the table and grab some wine. Dahlia and Dax just continued to stare at their owners, mentally shaking their heads. One minute they were dancing...the next they were all over each other and now they were eating dinner. Humans were weird.
Later that evening Santana dropped Dahlia off in her pen and locked the front door before heading off to bed. She smiled when she came up the stairs and saw Rachel reading in bed. Santana climbed onto the bed and laid down, draping an her right arm over Rachel's legs and resting her head Rachel's thigh. Rachel began running her hand through Santana's hair, trying to decide if she should bring up something that she had had on her mind for a little while now.
Santana must have been in Rachel's head because before Rachel could bring up the topic, Santana had beat her to it. "Rachel...do you ever think about having babies? Like before you met that little girl on your press tour did you ever think about having a baby?" If Santana could get Rachel to talk about this..maybe it would lessen her worry about proposing.
Rachel studied the top of Santana's head, pausing her hand in Santana's hair momentarily. "Do you mean, having babies in general or having babies with you?" Rachel asked quietly as she closed her book and laid it down on the night stand.
Santana shrugged her shoulder that wasn't pressed into the bed. "Both, I guess?" She was pulling at a loose thread on the top quilt. She knew this conversation was completely out of the blue, there wasn't even an introduction. No segue. Nothing. Just, babies? Yes or No.
"Well." Rachel scooted down under the covers so that she was laying directly in front of Santana. "Before I met you, I thought about what kind of mother I would be. I think everyone has those thoughts at one point in time before you decide if you ever want to have babies or not. Now with you...I have thought about us having a baby before. Have you ever thought about it?"
"Thought about having a baby with you?" Santana asked as she readjusted her arm so that she could keep pulling at the thread on the top quilt. By the time this conversation was over they might not even have a quilt anymore. Rachel just nodded and waited for an answer. "I have. Especially here lately after everything going on with Beth and Davis and then the stories about that little girl you met. But I don't think I am ready for one just yet, it's okay to talk about it though right? I mean, am I completely jumping the gun bringing all of this up?" Santana was starting to panic, she had just opened a huge can of worms.
"Hey, calm down. I think it's perfectly okay to talk about this. Also I am with you about not being ready yet. But I do think about our future sometimes. I think you will be a great mother." Rachel turned her head to look at Santana's face. She had her eyes closed wearing a small smile on her lips. "Your my forever Santana, I want it all with you."
"Do you really mean that?" Santana asked as she finally stopped pulling at the loose thread and brought her hand up to rest on Rachel's cheek.
"I've never meant anything more in my life." Rachel smiled as she leaned forward to kiss Santana on the lips.
"I love you so much. I can't wait to spend my forever with you." Santana returned the kiss as she shifted around trying to get under the covers with Rachel. "You will be a great mom too you know." She was so happy that she had one of the keys to her forever hidden in her closet. It's funny how talking about babies helped alleviate the nervousness that Santana was feeling over proposing. You would think that would make her panic more, however it done the exact opposite. If Rachel had thought about their future then there was no way she would say no to Santana.
Sure, maybe she had went a bit over board skipping the marriage talk and going straight to baby talk, but it was kind of inevitable. Rachel had made it seem like babies were on the brain and that was perfectly fine. Santana could talk about babies, she just had, hadn't she? But to her she really wanted to enjoy all the new feelings that marriage brought about first, then they could talk more about babies. Either way, they were going to get married and then in the future they were going to have babies. Santana couldn't wait. At the moment, she could wait because she had Rachel partially naked now, under the covers with her and she was never one to pass up an opportunity such as this.
Rachel thought about the ring she had hidden in the barn. If Santana was asking about babies then didn't that mean she should be ready for marriage too? Hopefully that was the case. Rachel couldn't wait to tell her father about the ring that she had hidden in preparation of proposing to Santana. She wasn't sure when she was going to do it, but it was definitely going to be soon. With the way that Santana was kissing her at the moment, hell Rachel might propose tomorrow.