Santana slowly nodded her head as she looked around the nursery. It was Saturday morning and she had been up all night painting. The idea had struck her yesterday evening after she and Rachel left the adoptive parents group meeting. Instead of painting a huge mural on the walls the first thing Santana had wanted to do was bring the cabin feel into the room. This had lead her to buying various shades of brown and white paint so that she could paint wood beams with the white sealant onto the wall behind the twins bed. The next thing she had done was paint the remaining three walls in a very light chocolate mousse color. To pull the room together a little more, Santana repainted the closet doors white with the intentions of painting the girls names on there with the color of their choice. The last thing Santana had decided to do was to paint spirals and vines, with flowers varying in shades of orange and purple on the back wall of the room behind the door. In her opinion the room looked perfect, Rachel thought so too if her ooing and awing was any indication. Since Santana wouldn't let her help with anything but the primer and solid colored walls, Rachel had spent most of her time running in and out of the room checking on Santana. She knew Santana was in her element and that any question she could ask would be only answered with yeah, no, and okay. Rachel could really use that to her advantage if she truly wanted to.

"Baby?" Rachel called out as she descended the stairs. Santana had swore she would come to bed soon last night, stating that she only wanted to get one or two more things done. Rachel had been super tired last night, falling asleep instantly when she finally made it up the stairs. She assumed she had fallen into a deep sleep and just didn't feel Santana get into bed, but after waking this morning to see Santana's pajamas still laying in the window bench, she knew the woman never came to bed.

"In here." Santana walked over the door and peeped her head out of the nursery, smiling at Rachel's sleep tousled hair.

"Why didn't you come to bed?" Rachel wrapped her arms around herself as she stepped into the room and looked around at all the work Santana had gotten done. "It looks beautiful in here. The girls are going to love it."

"You think so?" Santana asked a little hesitantly.

"I know so." Rachel replied with a smile before she walked over to hug Santana's side.

"I really wanted to get this all done. I just have to make sure it's all dry before I push their beds and dressers back into place. I swear I intended to come to bed, but before I knew it the sun was coming up." Santana shrugged her shoulders as she set about cleaning up the paint cans. She was thankful that she wasn't a messy painter, cleanup was going to be a breeze.

"Good thing we don't have anything going on today. We can hang out and be lazy for the day, you also need to take a nap at some point." Rachel playfully poked Santana in the ribs.

"That makes me sound like a toddler, I don't need a nap. I will be fine until we go to bed tonight." Santana pouted up at Rachel from where she was crouched on the floor.

"Uhm..have you met yourself when you have had no sleep? Because I have and you could give the twins a run for their money when they are tired and cranky." Rachel gave Santana a little smirk as she got down on her knees to help Santana put the paints away.

"I resent that statement." Santana knocked Rachel in the shoulder, causing her to fall down. Rachel landed with a soft oomph, she looked at Santana like what she had just done was ludicrous before beginning to laugh loudly.

"I can't believe you pushed me!" Rachel exclaimed as she righted herself and sat down with her legs crossed on the hard wood floor.

"I didn't push you. I simply...nudged you. It's not my fault you can't hold your balance." Santana shrugged her shoulders before turning her back to Rachel and shuffling her paint brushes around. Rachel playfully growled before getting into a crouching position, ready to pounce on Santana. Trying to remain oblivious to what Rachel was doing, Santana bit her lip to contain her laughter. Her shoulders began to shake as she silently laughed, the noises Rachel was making was completely ridiculous sounding.

"Stop laughing at me!" Rachel yelled as she launched herself at Santana's frame, successfully tackling the Latina woman onto the floor. Santana couldn't help it anymore, her throat erupted with shrieks of laughter as Rachel began to tickle her.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Stop or you are going to make me pee myself." Santana's chest heaved with laughter as she tried to squirm away from Rachel's relentless tickling. "Stoooppppp, if I pee it will ruin our floors!"

"Oh no, we can't have that now can we." Rachel laughed but nonetheless she stopped tickling Santana.

"We really can't. Because I am sure there will be incidents in the future that revolve around us running to try and clean up pee." Santana leaned back on her elbows, with Rachel hovering above her.

"That's right, the girls will start potty training soon." Rachel's eyes widened in realization.

"Let's hope they don't take after me or we will have a mess to clean up." Santana leaned her head back and looked up at the ceiling.

"What did you do?" Rachel asked with a breathy chuckle. She was still trying to catch her breath from the tickle attack she had initiated. Yes, she was a singer but uncontrolled breathing is just that, uncontrolled.

"I was three and my mother was off of work for some reason or another and she was babysitting for a family friend. Needless to say I was jealous. I mean my mother had a day off from work and she was choosing to spend it with a kid that wasn't hers." Santana rolled her eyes at this. "Anyway, I was to the point in my potty training that I only need a diaper, I don't think pull ups were even a think then, at night. The baby must have been sick or something because it seemed like she was changing his diaper more than normal, so I thought that if I could convince her to let me wear a diaper for the day that I could be changed that often and actually get to spend some time with her. I was three this was my logical way of thinking. It made sense to me at the time."

"It makes perfect sense for a three year old." Rachel readily agreed.

"Right?! When she refused I went and got a diaper so I could diaper myself. I realized afterwards how horribly I had failed, but I was so proud of myself at the time. I went into the dining room where she was feeding the baby to show her. I had even been holding a pee in for my shining moment to get my mom to change me." Santana began to chuckle, she couldn't believe the things her little self had been capable of.

"Oh no...what happened?" Rachel had became so engrossed in the story that she was now resting in the floor beside Santana.

"I walked in there and said, look at me Mami, I diapered meself." Santana used her best baby voice. "She was shocked and told me to take it off and put my underwear back on. But did I listen? Nope. Now comes the best part, I couldn't hold it any longer and just started to go. I had messed with the tape on my diaper so much that it was barely sticky anymore, so as soon as there was a little bit of weight in it, it fell off." Rachel was full on laughing now, practically rolling in the floor.

"Santana, you didn't do what I think you did, did you?." Rachel was holding her side from laughing so hard.

"Oh I did. I was standing on her very expensive, very new Surya rug. Once my diaper fell off, I couldn't stop peeing, you know how hard it is to stop peeing mid-stream?! I peed a puddle on that rug. I wasn't remorseful at all though. I looked at the puddle and then to her before telling her that now she had to clean me up and change me, then I took off and hid. She found me in my closet. I was in time out for the rest of the day until my Abuelo came over for dinner. So of course I was saved and when she told him why I was in time out, he just laughed."

"Wow...I really hope the girls don't decide to do that. Speaking of which, should we look into getting them potties? It never hurts to introduce them to it before they actually start using them." Rachel had a thoughtful look on her face. She wanted to make sure that they covered all the bases on stuff the girls would need.

"I think we still have some time on those, but...let's clean this up and we can go to town for breakfast and maybe some shopping at Shuebury's?" Santana really wanted to go to town and see if the baby section was done at the store.

"I like the sound of that. We can save water if you hurry." Rachel gave Santana a little smirk before she jumped up out of the floor and took off towards the bathroom. It only took a moment for Santana to stand up from her position and take off after Rachel. Cleanup could wait for a little while, her wife was top priority at the moment.

Santana and Rachel were in the middle of getting dressed when Santana's cell-phone began blaring throughout the loft. She groaned quietly, why couldn't people text instead of calling all the time. Huffing Santana walked over the bedside table where her phone lay, she arched an eyebrow when she noticed that it was Sue calling.

"Hello?"

Good morning Lopez. Sue's unusual chipper tone sounded from the other end of the phone.

"Good morning." Santana rolled her eyes. "What's up?"

Oh..nothing too important, just some news I needed to tell you and Rachel. At that Santana put the phone on speaker and laid it down on the bed, motioning for Rachel to join her as she sat down.

"We're both here, what's the news?" Santana asked as she looked over at Rachel who had a curious look on her face.

I got a call this morning from a friend of a friend who has been working closely with Jasper, Ronald, and Charles case. Basically their initial plea deals were thrown out and I wasn't notified, but that's a different story. The new plea deals have Charles and Ronald going to prison for fifteen years, possibility of parole after ten and Jasper is going for twenty-five, possibility of parole after twenty.

"That's better than the old ones." Rachel felt relieved that they had actually took the time to make sure Jasper got a true sentence instead of trying to piggy back off of Ronald's.

They should be going away longer in my opinion, but I digress, I am not the one responsible for handing out stuff like that. Anyway, they took the plea deals because if they went to trial the juror's were going to push for more jail time instead of fines.

"So it's really over? They're in prison now?" Rachel was starting to feel a little overwhelmed at what Sue was telling her.

Yes, it's over. They have a bunch of restrictions about contact with each other and the outside world, there's no way they can talk or see you two or the family. If they even attempt to contact anyone associated with you two in anyway the judge is going to throw the book at them the hardest they can.

"I don't know what to say right now. Thank you Sue for everything you have done for us." Santana was starting to get a little emotional, she didn't know why that was. It just felt like once again another piece of their life was finally righted and they could move on to a new chapter with out worry.

You don't have to say anything, just know that you're welcome, even if I didn't do much. Sue chuckled, she was ecstatic that this was finally coming to a close. I will let you two go, I have things to do and more people to see.

"Thank you for calling." Rachel shouted as Sue hung up the phone. She looked at Santana in bewilderment for a moment before she launched herself across the bed and into Santana's arms. "We can breathe again." Rachel mumbled into Santana's chest.

"Well you can breathe, I can't because you are hugging me so tight." Santana exaggerated her point by trying to breathe heavily. Rachel just laughed and kissed Santana soundly on the lips. "I don't know how I feel about all of this right now, I think I am still trying to process it all. They're gone, finally gone. My mind is befuddled right now."

"I understand completely. We have been waiting for this moment for so long and it's finally here." Santana shook her head in disbelief, she was sure it would hit them later but for now they were just kind of stuck in wonderland for a moment.

"Should we celebrate?" Rachel had a pensive look on her face like she was considering throwing a party.

"How about we just celebrate with breakfast and shopping like we had intended? I mean, I'm not trying to down play the situation, but we're already moving on with our lives, I don't want to give those men any more satisfaction from us thinking about them. Does that make sense? Am I being insensitive, because if I am, just tell me." Santana was worried this was all coming out wrong, she didn't want to offend any feelings Rachel might have about all of this.

"It's okay baby. I get what you're saying. Let's finish getting ready and head to town." Rachel kissed Santana once more before moving off of her to finish getting dressed. The Porter's were officially becoming a thing of their past and the future never looked brighter.