While Rachel and Leroy made their way towards the lodge for their spa evening, Santana was running around the cabin like a chicken with its head cut off. She wished it wasn't so warm out, she would have loved to light the fire place, however she didn't want to turn into a hot sweaty mess. There was also the fact that she didn't want to drain the battery storage for the air conditioner's. Oh yes, one of her major investments in the past three years had been these new air conditioners that had their own solar panels and battery storage systems. They were major blessings in disguise, one compromise she refused to make was taking on an electricity bill. Her grandfather had never had one and she wasn't going to tear up the yard having poles put in.

That was all beside the point. Without the fireplace Santana had to figure out a more inventive way to make the cabin romantic. Hence the struggle of trying to find the clear Christmas lights that were supposed to be in the utility closet. She could have swore that's where Rachel had put them, maybe the candles on the mantel, island and dinner table would have to do. Were Christmas lights used any other time besides Christmas considered tacky? Santana didn't know, she shoved the box she had been searching through back into the closet. It was a total of five hours before Leroy would be bringing Rachel home. Santana still had to put the rest of dinner together, shower and change into her clothes that she had picked out for the evening. She had really considered a dress, but she didn't want to show off her vagina when she got down on one knee. Rachel wouldn't mind of course, but it would just be too awkward. Really, have you ever tried to get down on one knee in a fairly tight dress before? It would completely ruin the mood if Santana tried and took a tumble.

Deciding it was best, Santana had laid out black dress pants, a semi-flowy white blouse and heels. She was going to be smoking hot. There was no way that Rachel was going to say no to her...well hopefully. Heading back into the kitchen, Santana stopped and pulled the marinating meat out of the ice box. It only had to cook four and a half hours, so it would be perfectly cooked and hot when Rachel got home. As Santana moved the meat over to a baking dish, she glanced around the kitchen, everything was pretty much done preparation wise. Without much left to do, the nerves were really starting to set in, it was definitely go time.

Rachel pulled her robe tighter around herself as she made her way into the sauna room. This was first, then her massage and last was her facial while getting a manicure and pedicure simultaneously. The lodge had really stepped their game up from when they first made plans to add a spa. Her dad was currently soaking in his mud bath, she didn't care much for that treatment. The thought of getting mud in odd places was just not as welcoming to her as one might think.

Grabbing a towel, Rachel quickly wrapped it around herself even if no one else was in there that she could see. But then again it was a women's public steam room. Someone could easily be hiding, it wouldn't be the first time someone had nearly scared the piss out of her in a steam room before. It was last summer and Santana had a show in San Francisco. Rachel had been lucky enough to have free time and was able to join her. It was always fun to see Santana in such an elegant light, anyway the hotel they had been staying at offered a mini spa package with a private sauna as a suite perk. Santana had went down ahead of Rachel to double check that the sauna was clean. Never let Santana Lopez tell you she isn't a bit of a germaphobe, because she would be lying. This little story is turning out to be a lot longer than initially planned. The main thing is, Santana cranked up the steam and as soon as Rachel sat down and started to relax, Santana had let out a blood curdling scream in result Rachel also screamed. They were lucky that they weren't thrown out of the hotel that evening.

Rachel chuckled to herself, Santana thought it was hilarious and Rachel refused to speak to her for the rest of the night. So yeah, maybe a casual hello would ease her nerves..but what if someone said hello back when she already thought she was alone. This wasn't going to help her relax at all! Jeez, get out of your head Rachel and just enjoy the steam. Rachel sighed contently and leaned back against the tile bench, she had had a wonderful day with her dad, he was beyond supportive about the future engagement and she got to go home to the most beautiful woman in the world tonight. Her life was just getting better and better.

When Santana finally made her way towards the shower, she realized that she had made a huge mistake. She had gotten the dress and shoes for Rachel to wear but she had forgot the woman's makeup bag and other toiletries. It was still roughly three hours before Rachel was due to come home. She had plenty of time to run all that stuff down to the lodge and make it back considering the drive down there was only roughly twenty minutes. However in total that meant she would lose almost an hour of time and she still had to shower and get herself ready.

Making a snap decision, Santana gathered up everything she knew Rachel would need before she turned down the oven and sprinted out the front door. Stopping suddenly with everything in her hands, Santana looked down to realize that she didn't have any shoes on. She shrugged her shoulders, she could easily go on without shoes...but she was sure someone would frown upon that when she walked into the lodge.

Running over to her Jeep, she dumped everything in the passenger seat before running back into the cabin to grab some shoes. Santana grabbed her phone to call Leroy and let him know what was going on, maybe he could meet her in the lobby and take everything up to the room where Rachel's dress was.

Scrolling through her contacts, Santana found Leroy's name and listened as the phone rung on the other end. "Hello Santana!"

"Hi Leroy, listen. I made a huge mistake. I didn't give you any of Rachel's toiletries and stuff since she was using it this morning and I didn't think to grab her travel bag of stuff that she keeps packed all the time when I gave you the dress."

"Oh, dear. Yeah that might be a problem. Are you still at home? I just came out of my mud bath and I am about to go see Bayani, but I can wait for you if you are bringing it down here."

"I'm in the process of leaving the cabin right now. I will be there in twenty."

"Okay. Rachel should be about in the middle of her massage when you get here, so no worries there. Just be careful."

"I will, see you in a few."

Santana rushed down the mountain attempting to make it to the lodge in record time. Hopefully none of Sue's minions would be out on patrol at the moment to tag her for speeding. When she finally reached the lodge, she saw Leroy standing there out front chatting away to Bayani. He must have just came off the mountain, she mused to herself. It was a great thing her Jeep had good brakes and there wasn't any ice in the parking lot because Santana would have made a lovely new door for the lodge had there been. She jumped out of her Jeep not even bothering to turn it off and ran towards Leroy holding the gathered toiletries like a baton in an Olympic race.

"Woah, slow down Santana." Leroy chuckled as he clutched the items to his chest. "It's okay. We have plenty of time and I will run this to the room as soon as I go back in."

"Thank you so much. I just can't believe I forgot it in the first place." Santana responded bending over and placing her hands on her knees. She felt like she really had just ran a race of some sorts.

"You've been trying to make this day perfect, it's okay to forget something as minuscule as this." Leroy nodded at the items in his arms. "Now, get home and finish getting ready yourself." Santana nodded and kissed Leroy on his cheek before waving bye and driving back home. Crisis adverted.

Santana ran through the cabin with one towel wrapped around her hair and another wrapped around her body. After getting back to the cabin she had turned the heat back up on dinner and ran around double and tripled checking that there was nothing else she could have forgotten. She was really in a rush now since she had made a snap decision to stop and pick up some flowers for Rachel. Hopefully everything would be done on time. She paused just as she reached the bottom of the stairs before turning around and sprinting towards the stove. Grasping her towel to her body, she grabbed an oven mitt to pull out the pan of meat that was almost done. Reaching into a hot oven with a towel on your head was never a good idea, but it was a risk that she was willing to take at the moment.

She grinned as she poked and prodded the meat. It looked delicious. She was starving and she couldn't wait for Rachel to get home to eat with her. The garlic and herb potatoes were keeping warm in the crock pot, the mixed salad was chilling in the ice box, everything was perfect. The last thing she had to do now was get herself ready. Time felt like it had flew by, considering Rachel would be home in about an hour or so now. Actually, Santana glanced at the clock. Leroy should be giving Rachel her dress right about now.

Rachel looked at the bell boy who had just stopped her quizzically. Why was this guy handing her a key to a room here at the lodge. This was more than a little strange.

"I am under strict orders to only give you the need to know Ms. Berry. Your father is waiting there," he reached out and tapped the key chain on the key, "with a very special surprise for you." He turned around with a grin and began to walk back towards the lodge front desk to assist someone with their bags.

"Wait, how do I know this isn't some messed up game or something?" Rachel looked around the front lobby. Were there hidden camera's around somewhere?

The bell boy turned back around and rolled his eyes. He carried luggage for a summer job, he didn't have time to be involved with silly games. "That is the key to your father Leroy Berry's room. He has a surprise for you, that's all I know. If I had more information then I would tell you."

Okay then, Rachel mumbled to herself as she took the key and headed towards the main stairs. She wondered why her father wanted to meet her in his room of all places? This was turning into a slightly odd evening. When Rachel stopped in front of the door, she knocked once and decided to use the key when she didn't receive an answer. She was surprised to actually see her father standing there with a huge smile on his face.

"Dad, what's going on?" Rachel asked skeptically as her eyes surveyed the room. Nothing was out of the ordinary except for the beautiful dress laying on the bed.

"I am only allowed to say this." Leroy held up his finger as he opened a folded piece of paper. He hadn't even known the letter was in the dress bag until Santana had sent him a text telling him to go ahead and read it to Rachel when she came in the room. She was nervous she wouldn't find it in the bag.

My Dearest Rachel,

If you're reading this then I know that everything has went according to plan, well for the most part. I would be willing to bet that something has went wrong at some point, most likely on my end of things. I have a special evening planned for you and this is just part one. A beautiful dress for a beautiful woman. Please put on the dress and have dinner with me soon? Your father knows where I am.

I love you,

Santana.

Rachel stood there with her hand over her mouth, this was such a romantic gesture. A little off the beaten path that Santana normally liked to take, but new and exciting things were something she was willing try. The dress was stunning, Santana really must have went to a lot of trouble picking it out. Leroy was still standing there grinning, now just holding the piece of paper in his hands.

"I will leave you to get ready. Come down stairs to the lobby and I will, as the letter says, take you to Santana." Leroy laid the noted down on the table and made his way towards the door.

"Okay, I will be quick." Rachel called over her shoulder as she pulled the zipper on the dress bag down.

"No need to rush sweet heart." Leroy glanced down at his watch. "You have plenty of time to get ready." With a wink, Leroy stepped out into the hallway, letting the door close softly behind him. T-minus one hour and counting.