Twenty hours after she was called in and four surgeries later, they have finally cleared out the ER of all the accident victims. Slumping in her office chair Santana barely has any strength left to lift her head when she hears someone come in.

"Long day," Jason a general surgeon says.

"You could say that. I just need a week off and I'll be fine." Santana sighs.

"You're our best heart surgeon and one of the top in the world. There's no way you can get a week off." Jason points out.

"They're going to have to give me the time off." Santana says wishing he could just leave.

She's aware that he has a huge crush on her. Not that she would ever do anything cause yeah he annoys the shit out of her. And then there's her amazing man Brett who she wishes could be with right now.

"Jason get the fuck out." Sue the chief of surgery shouts walking in.

Jason doesn't need to be told twice to scamper away.

"So I hear a rumor that you've requested time off." Sue says sitting down.

"Sue I need a few weeks off. I've been working non-stop for the last two months." Santana sighs falling back into her chair again.

"I can't give you the time off. You're our best heart surgeon. People come from all over the country to see you." Sue says.

"Listen Sue I need time off, now you can either give it to me or I can quit." Santana threats.

"Okay, okay you can have the next three weeks off." Sue says holding her hands up.

"Thank you and I want a lighter work load when I get back." Santana says. "I can't go weeks on end without seeing my son during the day."

"Fine," Sue says getting up and heading out.

Santana closes her eyes smiling, she's finally going to have some free time with her son and man.

"Hey San," Brett says coming in with Cal.

"Mommy look what Brett brought for me." Cal says holding up a book.

"Is that on all the zoo animals?" Santana asks.

"Yes," Cal says making himself comfortable on the couch and starts reading his book.

"So you two had fun?" Santana asks Brett.

"Yes after we stopped by the mansion which is going very well, we spent six hours at the zoo." Brett tells her, leaning down to kiss her.

"I'm glad you two had fun." Santana says trying not to close her eyes.

"Are you done for the day?" Brett asks.

"Yes," Santana sighs.

"Then let's go home, you look exhausted." Brett says helping her up.

"Can we go to your house? My parents are back or should be back and I don't want them interrupting us or telling us we can't sleep in the same bed." Santana softly says.

"Okay, you get Cal and I'll call your parents to let them know." Brett says kissing her forehead.

Santana softly smiles as she walks over to her son.

"Cal would you like to spend the night at Brett's house tonight?" Santana asks hoping he won't mind if Cal comes as well.

"Like a sleepover?" Cal asks.

"Yes, a sleepover with Brett and myself." Santana says glad her son is so happy.

"Cool," Cal says smiling up at his mom.

Brett smiles over at the two of them as he dials Mario's cell number.

'Hello Brett,' Mario says.

'Hi sir,' Brett says watching as Cal explains to Santana about all the animals.

'I hope everything is fine with the mansion?' Mario asks as normally Brett only calls when he has something to say about the mansion.

'Yes sir, Santana just wanted me to tell you that she and Cal will be staying the night with me. She doesn't want you to worry.' Brett tells him.

'Okay, just take good care of them.' Mario says knowing he doesn't have to tell Brett this as he will.

'I will, we'll see you tomorrow.' Brett says.

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Santana is curled into Brett's side as they watch zootopia. Cal's been obsessed with this movie since it came out.

"You know I love you." Brett says kissing the top of her head.

"What do you want to ask?" Santana says.

"How do you know I want to ask something?" Brett asks.

"Because I know you." Santana whispers.

"Of course you do." Brett says shaking his head. "Well I wanted to ask if you had Friday off if you wanted to have dinner with my family and officially meet my mom."

"I have the next three weeks off so of course I'll be there on Friday." Santana says not wanting to assume that Cal is invited too.

"Good, oh and Cal's invited too. My mom is excited to meet the both of you and have you over." Brett says.

"I didn't want to assume Cal's always invited like I did tonight." Santana softly says.

"Babe Cal's your son and thus always invited to come." Brett softly says. "I never want him to feel un-included. I grew up without a dad so I don't want to take you away from him and if you let me I'd like to be his male role model."

"I can't think of anything better." Santana says leaning up to kiss him. "No one could be a better role model for Cal than you."

After that they're silent for several minutes just staring into each other's eyes. Neither can believe how lucky they are.

"B, I have something I want to ask you." Santana says sitting up so she can look him in the eyes.

"Oh what is it?" Brett asks.

"Well we've been dating for a while now and I was hoping that we could be you know boyfriend and girlfriend." Santana says really fast.

"And have I thought we already were boyfriend and girlfriend." Brett chuckles. "Of course we can."

"Good," Santana says snuggling back into him.

"B, mommy can we have ice cream?" Cal asks.

"Sure," Brett says getting up to get them some ice cream.

"Grab me chocolate." Santana says.

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Santana's happy to be spending an afternoon out with her boyfriend even if they're out shopping for finishes for the mansion. This is her first day off in months where she knows she won't called in and she's loving it.

"So which flooring do you like more?" Brett asks holding up two options.

"Brett I thought my mom had already decided on a flooring and we were only here to pick out the trim and appliances." Santana says.

"No this is for my house, I'm doing some remodeling." Brett says secretly hoping that they'll still be together when he starts building his dream house.

"Your house is fine, you don't need to do anything to it." Santana says pulling out a completely different sample. "Here this one is better."

"San that's twenty dollars a foot." Brett says shaking his head. "My house isn't that nice."

"Brett just put this flooring in." Santana orders. "Since I'm spending a lot of time at your house just put it in."

Brett puts down the other samples and wraps his arms around Santana's waist.

"If you feel so strongly about this than that's what we'll do." Brett softly says pecking her on the lips.

"Good boy," Santana jokingly says, kissing him deeply.

"Brett Pierce?" a woman's voice says from behind Santana.

"Kaitlyn Jones?" Brett says pulling away from Santana and hugging the other woman.

"Wow B, you look good, eye and all." Kaitlyn says smirking over at Santana. "Who is this?" she asks.

Brett smiles over at his girlfriend and wraps his arm around her waist.

"This is my girlfriend Santana." Brett proudly says.

"Oh," Kaitlyn says looking disappointed.

"So what are you doing back in Lima?" Brett asks.

"I'm visiting my parents. What about you?" Kaitlyn politely asks.

"I live here still; I have my own architect slash contracting business." Brett says keeping his arm around Santana.

"Well was what you wanted to do." Kaitlyn says touching his arm.

"Yep," Brett says smiling widely at her.

Santana is fuming in his arms, pissed that someone is hitting on her man, right in front of her.

"So how's your eye doing? Last time I saw you, you were all stitched up and headed to the Marines I think." Kaitlyn says winking at him.

"The army reserves actually." Brett says finally catching on that she's hitting on him.

He moves behind Santana, wrapping his arms around her.

"As you can see Brett's eye is fine." Santana sweetly says giving Kaitlyn a fake smile. "Now I think it's time for you to go, we have to finish shopping."

"Jealous are we that Brett might be interested in an old girlfriend." Kaitlyn says smirking.

Santana makes a very scary noise something between a growl and a shout as she leaps at the other woman.

Luckily for everyone Brett catches her and holds her tightly to him.

"Kaitlyn I think it's time for you to leave. You're upsetting my girlfriend." Brett says still holding Santana tightly to him.

Kaitlyn looks at him in disbelief before she starts to slowly walk away.

"That's right bitch leave!" Santana shouts after her.

"San," Brett sighs pulling her back before she can shout anything else.

Grabbing her face, he kisses her deeply.

"I love you," Brett says hoping she'll calm down.

"Bitch better stay the fuck away from you." Santana growls.

Brett closes his eyes and wonders how the hell he's going to calm her down.

"Come on B, I want to go to your house now." Santana growls. "I need to fuck you now."

Brett drops everything and pulls Santana out of the store.

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"Okay sweetie, remember what mommy told you." Santana asks.

"Be nice, don't run and don't chew with my mouth open." Cal recites as Santana combs his unruly hair.

"Good boy," Santana says.

"When's B coming," Cal asks pouting.

"He's not we're meeting him there." Santana says looking her son over. "You're ready now just sit on the bed while I finish up. We want to make a good impression on Brett's mom right?" she asks knowing her son will question her.

"Yes," Cal grumbles.

It takes Santana twenty minutes to finish getting ready. She ends up changing her outfit four times.

"Mom you look pretty." Cal says getting bored.

"Is this your way of saying to stop worrying?" Santana asks her son.

"Yes," Cal says smiling up at her.

"Okay, let's go see Brett and his family." Santana says.

Cal's all smiles as they follow Brett's directions to his mother's house. She's super nervous to meet his mother. All that's going through her mind is what if his mom hates her.

"Where here mommy," Cal says bouncing in his seat waiting for the car to stop.

As soon as the car is parked Brett is opening the door for Santana.

"Hey baby," Brett says pulling her into a kiss.

"B," Cal says running over and tugging on his leg.

Brett lifts him up in his right arm, wrapping his left around Santana's shoulder.

"What do you want Cal?" Brett asks smiling at him.

"Can I play with Aunt Katie and Ashley?" Cal asks.

"I'm sure they'd love to play with you as will my mom." Brett says putting him back down as he was wiggling in his arms to get down.

He rushes ahead leaving Brett and Santana walking slowly to the door.

"Don't be nervous my mom will love you so much. All she's ever heard is amazing things from me and my sisters." Brett reassures her.

"But what about Cal? Won't she be upset that I already have a child?" Santana softly asks.

"Are you kidding, she's wanted grandkids for years now. She'll be beyond happy to see him." Brett says.

Santana's about to say something when the door opens and a woman with bright blue eyes and blonde hair in her fifties is standing there smiling.

"You must be Santana." Susan says engulfing her in a huge hug. "I've wanted to meet you for weeks now, but my son here hasn't wanted to bring you by for some stupid reason." she says slapping Brett on the back of his head.

"That was my fault, I'm a surgeon and I've been extremely busy lately." Santana says leaning back into Brett.

"Still he should have brought you around sooner. Both my daughters know you and your son quite well." Susan says glaring at her son.

"Sorry mom, I know you've wanted to meet them, but they're here now." Brett says smiling as he wraps his arms around Santana's waist.

Susan's about to say something when Cal runs over and hugs her legs.

"Can I call you grandma S?" Cal sweetly asks.

All three adults just stare down at the little boy with their mouths wide open.

"So," Cal says.

Susan looks over at Santana who just nods smiling at how cute her son is.

"Of course you can sweetie. How about we head in now I made cookies." Susan says so happy to finally have a somewhat grandchild.

She can't wait until these two make it official and she gets a grandson. Yes she's sure that they're going to be getting married at some point.

"Katie! Ashley! Our guests are here!" Susan shouts for her daughters.

"Coming mom!" Katie shouts. "Hey Santana."

"Hey Katie," Santana says as they all walk into the living room and sits down.

Santana makes sure that she's plastered next to Brett as she's still nervous about being here.

"Where's your sister?" Susan asks coming in with Cal and some cookies.

"She just got out of the shower." Katie says patting the spot next to her for Cal to sit with the cookies.

"Can we play monopoly?" Cal asks wanting to do something fun.

"Sure, go get Ashley upstairs second door on the right and tell her to grab the game." Susan tells him.

"Okay," Cal happily says running upstairs.

"Thanks for all this." Santana says.

"No need to thank me, you're practically family now. You and Cal are always welcome over any time." Susan says.

"Yeah we like you and Cal more than this duffus." Katie says smiling over at her brother.

"Shut up Katie." Brett says wrapping his arm tighter around Santana's waist and kisses her cheek.

Cal comes running down the stairs holding monopoly in his arms and Ashley following close behind him.

"So Cal tells me you all want to lose another game of monopoly to me." Ashely says smirking.

"Please I never lose any games ever." Santana says sitting up causing Brett to frown at the loss of her body against his.

"Mommy always wins." Cal says nodding.

Katie sets up the game with Susan's help. Cal sits between his mom and Brett leaning his head against Brett's side. Susan smiles at the sight of this happy that her son seems to have found happiness with this amazing woman and her son.

"You're going down Lopez." Ashley says.

"In your dreams Pierce." Santana retorts back.

Brett just smiles glad that Santana gets along with his family so well.

Susan mouths I like her over to her son as the others are focused on the game. Thank you, Brett mouths back. They settle in for a long game that will most likely end with Ashley and Santana yelling at each other while his mom declares Cal the winner.

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