It was the night before Rachel's movie premiere when Santana received a call from Chief Sylvester. She was still out in LA and Santana wasn't sure what she was doing, but she had learned from past experience to not really question Sue and her motives. Turns out, Sue had decided to stay out there and personally accompany Conner back to prison herself. The judge was being super slow with the indictment since Conner was a wanted man in New York who now had charges against him in California. They still hadn't tracked down who had picked up the back pack out of the airport because the person was very aware of where all the security cameras were. After speaking to several witnesses that they were able to round up they only had a vague idea about who they were looking for. They needed to keep looking through as many security cameras as possible to try and find a clear picture, it was proving damn near impossible at this point. Santana sighed as she listened to Sue tell her everything they did or didn't know about Conner's motives at this point. Turns out his father had no idea he was coming, but he could very well be lying. Hopefully they would be able to crack Conner soon, Santana didn't have high hopes at the moment.

With the excitement of the engagement, the upcoming premiere, working with the writers and two new commissioned paintings, Santana and Rachel had both been super busy the rest of the weekend and up until now. Thankfully they had caught a break in order to get ready for the premiere, well to get Santana ready. Rachel had insisted that Kurt come by and help Santana pick something out to wear, which is who they were waiting on to come to the cabin right now. Despite all of her grumbling and fighting it, it was inevitable that Kurt would be dressing her for tomorrow. I don't know why I need his help, I am more than capable of dressing myself, Santana mumbled to herself.

"I know you can dress yourself, but Kurt has these lovely pants suits that will match my dress. They're perfect for your style. He also has some dresses that you can wear if you want to." Rachel smiled as she sat down on the couch next to Santana with a cup of tea.

Santana let her head fall back against the couch with a light thump. She hadn't realized that she had said anything out loud. She turned her head to look at Rachel and smiled as the woman reached out to brush a fallen piece of hair behind her ear. "When is Kurt supposed to be here again?"

Rachel glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall. "Uhh, any minute now. He said he had a fitting this morning and he should be here around noon. It's ten til now, so yeah any time now."

Santana sighed as she nodded her head. "What do you think I should wear? I mean it is your movie premiere."

"I think you should wear which ever thing you feel most comfortable in. I know you like dresses and pants suits, I just want to match a bit." Rachel took a sip of her tea before sitting it down on the side table. "I know all of this stuff isn't your forte' and you only go because it means so much to me, but thank you for that."

Shifting were she was sitting, Santana stretched out on the couch and laid her head in Rachel's lap. "I would do anything for you." She whispered as she looked up at Rachel. Rachel leaned down and placed a kiss on Santana's forehead as she stroked her fingers through Santana's hair. As soon as Santana felt herself getting comfortable being lulled to sleep by the hand in her hair, there was a knock at the front door.

"That would be Kurt." Rachel tapped Santana on the shoulder so that she could get up to let Kurt in the cabin.

"Uggghhhhh." Santana groaned as she stood up to follow Rachel to the door. "I can't believe I am about to let Kurt dress me."

"He's done it before."

"Exactly and it's a headache every single time." Santana stood off to the side of Rachel with her arms crossed over her chest. She actually looked cute standing there pouting.

"Be nice baby please." Rachel chastised. Santana would make no promises about being nice, so instead of coming up with a rebuttal she simply nodded while refusing to look Rachel in the eye. Rachel knew she couldn't trust Santana to be nice but hopefully she would be at least a little pleasant when she seen what Kurt had picked out for her. Even though Santana remained stubborn in that she hated fittings, she always enjoyed finding new and stylish in things to wear.

Santana felt like she had been trying on things for hours now. As soon as Rachel had opened the cabin door she had been sucked into a whirlwind of different materials and sequins. Kurt had sauntered into the house with Blaine acting as his assistant for the day with several garment bags and two totes full of shoes. He had came more than prepared. The downstairs guest bedroom had turned into a fitting room and Blaine sat with Rachel on the couch as Santana was forced to show Rachel everything she tried on. It was like a fashion show from hell.

The last outfit Santana tried on, she really did like. It was jogger style black dress slacks paired with a white sheer button down and a slim fit suit jacket, she even had a little black bow tie. Kurt paired the outfit with a pair of beige high heels. Santana looked at herself in the floor length mirror, this was perfect for her and she looked hot. Now all she had to do was get Rachel's approval and hopefully she would be done with this whole ordeal.

Santana peaked her head out of the bedroom door and smiled at Rachel who was talking about something with Blaine. Whatever she was talking about really had her going because her hands were moving all over the place. Opening the door wider, Santana stepped out and cleared her throat gaining the attention of both Blaine and Rachel. Rachel stopped talking suddenly and stared at Santana with her mouth agape.

Rachel felt like her eyes were about to bug out of her head. Santana was a beautiful woman, there was no doubt about that but she looked down right amazing. It was questionable whether or not Rachel was still breathing at this point.

"Santana...you look amazing." Blaine spoke first having moved past his bit of a shocked expression. Rachel who still hadn't spoken nodded her head furiously agreeing.

Santana looked down at herself as she smoothed out the suit jacket. "Yeah, you really like it? It was either this or the dress that I kind of liked and this fits better. It's a perfect fit already, so it won't need any last minute alterations."

"That's perfect, absolutely perfect." Blaine clapped his hands together, successfully breaking Rachel out of her staring.

"Hot..so hot." Rachel breathed out quietly as her eyes trailed up Santana's body appreciating every curve of the woman. When her eyes finally connected with Santana's, there was a mischievous glint in them that Santana knew all too well. Kurt and Blaine were going to have to leave because Rachel was getting ready to pounce.

After quickly rushing Kurt and Blaine out the door with promises to speak clearly about the designer they were wearing at the premiere, Rachel did indeed pounce on Santana in the most glorious of ways. They just had to be super careful not to rip the outfit that Santana would be wearing. Kurt would murder them, bring them back to life and murder them again. Rachel who was sufficiently wore out was napping next to a very awake Santana. It was always hard for her to take naps during the day even if her body was spent, her mind was still going full steam ahead. Having talked to Sue that morning, Santana found herself wondering again about what connections Jasper might have to the Porter's. This was a good chance to see if she could find anything on the man, maybe she could find out who his uncle was.

Slowly climbing out of bed, Santana made her way upstairs to grab her laptop. She smirked to herself, her and Rachel didn't make it any farther than the guest bedroom. Oh well, it's not like the room was used for much, maybe one day it could be turned into a nursery. That would be pretty sweet, maybe paint the room a light green color and fill it with toys of all kinds for her future son or daughter to play with. She could definitely see a little brown headed brown eyed girl singing at the top of her lungs like her Momma and dancing away to some new song she had heard at dance class. Santana stopped at the foot of the stairs and looked into the kitchen, they could also have a little boy, one who liked to sit on the counter and help Santana make breakfast for his Momma and sister. He would love his Momma and sister dearly but be a Mami's boy through and through. She could see him swinging his tiny pajama covered feet against the cabinet doors as he casually dropped bits of food on the floor for Dax and Dahlia thinking his Mami didn't notice. It was a funny thing to imagine but it made her heart flutter and her chest fill with warmth.

It was possible that when ever they decided to have babies, her and Rachel could end up with twins. They did run in Santana's family. She thinks she could handle a set of twins, dress them in matching outfits until they were old enough to tell her to knock it off. Who knows what could happen, she just knew that she was definitely ready to be married to Rachel and start a family.

Santana was startled out of her thoughts when she felt two arms wrap around her waist. Going to get the laptop to look up Jasper would have to wait. She had gotten too lost in her thoughts and became side tracked. "Where did you go, I turned over and you weren't there." Rachel mumbled into Santana's back. She could actually feel Rachel pouting against her.

"I was going to go upstairs and get the laptop, but I got lost in my thoughts." Santana brought her hands down to rest on Rachel's that were resting on her stomach.

"What kind of thoughts?" Rachel asked curiously.

"Thoughts about us...our future and kids." Santana knew that she and Rachel had already started the baby talk once before but now that they were engaged it was much more serious.

"How many kids do you see us actually having?"

Santana sighed happily as she leaned back into Rachel's embrace. "Two. A girl and a boy or a set of twin boys would be nice."

"I like that sound of that. I don't want to have just one, we know what it's like to grow up as only children. It can be quite lonely sometimes. Do our future children have names yet?" Rachel asked as she stepped around in front of Santana before pressing a kiss to her lips.

"They do actually. Gertrude and Prudence." Santana kept her face as blank as possible, if she looked at Rachel she would crack and start laughing. Rachel took a step back and looked at Santana in horror. Those weren't bad names per say, they just didn't fit with the names that Rachel had thought about like Mariana or Gabriela, Samuel or Miguel.

Rachel felt a sigh of relief leave her body when she saw Santana's lip twitch. She knew there was no way that Santana was serious. "You're incorrigible Santana Lopez." Rachel huffed as she thumped her head against Santana's chest as her shoulders shook with laughter. "We are not naming our children those names, in this day and age that's just asking for them to be bullied in school." Santana just laughed as she hugged Rachel closer to her and shuffled them up the stairs, this whole time they had been standing in front of the stairs naked with sex crazed hair. The search for Jasper McNeal would have to wait just a little bit longer, she had future children to name with her fiancee at the moment.