Alright many of you voted for a proposal on this New Years Eve chapter, so that is what will happen.
Five days later
''Ready sweetheart?'' Brittany asks as she stands behind Nicolas placing her hands on his shoulders, she takes his hand as he nods his head with a big smile, watching Press take the hand of the little girl standing beside her and shoots her a wink as she looks over her shoulder silently telling her to get her head in the game.
She watches the doors slide open as the commentator announces their arrival and slowly follows Press out onto the field, walking past the big trophy standing near the sidelines with Nicolas still holding her hand.
She chuckles as he hugs Claire as soon as they reach her after shaking everyone's hands and leans over him to hug her and kiss her cheek after shaking her hand. ''Good luck Snake.'' She breaths out.
''Good luck Phoenix.''
She pulls back squeezing her shoulder softly and leads Nicolas over to the dugouts, she takes off her jacket, she wraps it around his shoulder, kissing his head as he immediately zips it up and catches the beanie Press throws in her direction. ''If it's too cold, you have gloves in the pocket of my jacket and.'' She takes the cup from Press and holds it up for him. ''Hot white chocolate.''
''Awesome.'' Nic breaths out grinning. ''Thank you mommy.''
''Phoenix.'' She looks up, taking the water bottle her coach holds out and nods her head as she tells her that they have one more minute. She turns to Nicolas and kisses his forehead. ''The match will start soon.'' She points to the assistant coach and smiles. ''All the ladies sitting beside you and Joanne will stay near you baby boy.''
''Okay mommy, good luck.'' She smiles as he kisses her cheek after hugging her tightly and kisses his forehead.
''Thank you sweetheart.'' She stands up smiling lovingly as Nicolas slides over to Press to hug her tightly also wishing her good luck and nods her head as her coach shoots her a wink, she snickers as Nicolas just happily waves at Claire as she jogs past them.
She nods her head as Press turns to her and follows her out onto the field as the referee nods his head, she catches the ball he throws in her direction and places it down in the middle.
''Ready to give everything?'' Press asks as they both adjust their ponytails, Brittany hums rolling her head as the referee warns everyone to play fair and smirks.
''Sure am, let's kick it.''
Half an hour later Brittany sprints over to Press as she falls down onto the field with a loud scream and drops down on her knees beside her. ''Dragon.'' She whispers, she grabs her shoulder as she notices her grab it and bites her lip.
''Push it back in.'' Press growls in pain. ''I don't fucking care how much it will hurt, that bitch is mine, and I don't mean my wife.''
Brittany hums helping her sit up and holds up her hand calling their medic over and turns to Chris as Claire also join them with a frown. ''Shoulder?'' Claire asks, Brittany hums taking the towel the medic holds out and holds it up in front of Press's mouth.
''Bite on it.'' She whispers, she glances at Claire and sighs. ''Can you cover so Nic can't see it?'' She turns to the medic as Claire nods her head calling several of her girls over as the USA team slide behind them to cover them from the onlookers in the stands and nods her head as the medic just places a hand on Press's shoulder to keep her down.
''On three Chris.'' She breaths out as she grabs her arm, she slowly moves her hand up, gently placing her free hand on her shoulder to feel it move and licks her lips as she feels Press grab her hand to squeeze hard.
''One.'' She whispers softly, she locks eyes with her as she slowly counts and gently rolls her arm on three feeling it pop back through her loud muffled groan. She looks up at the medic as she slowly feels Press relax and helps her sit up. ''Get her off the field and ice it.'' She slowly helps Press up, nodding her head as Claire softly squeezes her hand knowing it's her silent thank you and grabs the ball as the referee shows her from where they have to take the kick.
''What is the plan?'' Sauerbrunn the captain of the team asks.
''Lob it into the penalty area.'' Brittany advises as she watches their teammates run around trying to find a free spot. ''Most of us are taller so we might have more luck with high balls.'' She pats her back as she nods her head and glances around. ''I will join them.''
She jogs over to the penalty area smiling as one of the midfielders immediately sprints over to take her place and glances around, she tilts her head as she notices most of Claire's team covering the middle and smirks. ''Sauer!'' She calls out, she slides her eyes to the right side of the area completely empty and winks as she slightly nods her head.
She jogs back to her as she calls her over and leans close. ''Run from here, they will think you will kick.'' She nods her head taking her position beside Sauer and the three of them standing behind the ball raise their hands.
She sprints to the ball, running over the ball snickering as she notices everyone immediately look around in alert and sprints over to the right side noticing Claire follow her lead to defend and speeds up, she jumps up her back turning to Claire as she catches the ball on her chest and twirls around her as she feels her warm body against her back sighing in relief as the ball moves with her still on her chest making sure to only touch it with her shoulder and kicks it with a volley as soon as she drops it down to her feet.
''Perks of being a woman.'' Claire grumbles out with a laugh right after the ball lands in the goal, Brittany hums in agreement smiling as the whole team rushes over and stumbles back as they all tackle her in a hug feeling Claire just squeeze her hand softly.
''2-1.'' Sauer cheers. ''Let's keep this up ladies!'' She turns to Brittany and pats her back. ''Nice play Phoenix, I would say you used the gift god gave us correctly.''
Brittany laughs as everyone burst out laughing and shrugs. ''Gotta come up with new things with one of my teammates as opponents.'' She jogs back to their half, carefully hugging Press as she joins them again and kisses her cheek. ''You alright?''
Press nods her head and sighs. ''Yeah I requested a position change though, so you will take the middle and I will sprint over the left.''
Brittany just nods her head turning to face Claire as the referee blows his whistle and jogs after her as she tries to sprint through them. ''Not with us Snake.'' She muses as she takes the ball from her just gently pushing her away with her shoulder, she smiles as she snickers and passes the ball to Sauer sprinting over the right side.
She sprints through the middle hearing two defenders right behind her as Sauer long passes the ball over the field to the left, easily finding Press and speeds up as Press immediately lobs the ball over to the penalty area as two defenders sprint over to her.
She dives forward as she notices the ball flying perfectly and kicks her right heel up feeling the pressure of it on her heel, she watches the ball arch over the goalkeeper coming out of it's goal and jumps up as it lands into the goal after hitting the underside of the crossbar.
She sprints over to Press laughing as she just pulls her in a bear hug with a loud cheer and feels the team surround her all of them cheering loudly. ''Fucking hell Phoenix!'' Sauer breaths out with a proud big grin. ''That was fucking awesome!''
Brittany just smiles as they jog back to their half and slows down as she jogs past the dugout, she leans down to hug Nicolas as he immediately sprints over after she nodded her head silently telling him he can come over and kisses his head.
''That was so good mommy, one more goal for a hat trick!'' He gushes with a big smile.
''Let's see if we can make that happen.'' She murmurs as she ruffles his hair, she glances at the time and adjusts his beanie. ''The referee will blow his whistle after kick off, we can warm up soon.''
She jogs back to Press as he nods his head running to the dugout and slides over to her position hearing several fans coo at the sweet scene, she intertwines her hands behind her head as the referee blows his whistle for kick off and blows out a breath as he whistles again right after Claire passed the ball.
She follows Press off of the field, catching Nicolas as he jumps in her arms and hugs him close knowing it's pretty cold without moving around the whole time. She follows her coach into the building, tilting her head as he nuzzles his face in her neck after she took his beanie off and walks into the locker room smiling as the coach immediately compliments all of them.
Eight hours later.
Brittany yawns after placing Nicolas back in his seat after the flight attendant informed her that they will be landing soon and nudges Press softly. ''Chris wake up.'' She whispers. ''We will be landing soon.''
''I fucking hate flying.'' Claire grumbles as she sits back down beside her wife. ''Thank god Sue gave us some time off.''
''Not only flying.'' Christen rasps out. ''Also close to no rest after the champions ceremony, flying back to Canada and kicking ass on the field.''
''You all were still fit enough to score four goals.'' Claire breaths out chuckling.
''No.'' Chris breaths out as she intertwines their hands. ''Phoenix was fit enough to score four.''
''And you were fit enough for three amazing assists.'' Brittany points out snickering, she runs her hand through Nicolas's dark locks, softly sighing in relief as he sleeps through mild turbulence and leans her head back. ''I am ready to hit my bed and sleep though.''
''Did you sleep?'' Claire asks softly, Brittany shakes her head and cracks a grin.
''Nah but I enjoyed some cuddles.'' She breaths out. ''I will sleep as soon as we are home, I hope he will sleep through everything though.''
''He was out like a light the second we boarded.'' Press muses. ''I am sure he will sleep through.''
''Santana raised him amazingly, everyone was surprised to see how well behaved he is.'' Claire breaths out as she watches the sleeping boy with a small smile. ''He never strayed from your side unless you told him to go to me or Chris and stood back or relaxed in your hold not once complaining that he is bored.''
''Because he wasn't.'' Brittany breaths out chuckling. ''He absolutely loves watching and playing soccer, training with us before the match already tired him out and warmed him up a bit so he could relax during the match and in case he got bored, he had my phone to watch something but he didn't use it.''
''Well he didn't use it to watch something.'' She murmurs with a soft laugh. ''He did send Santana a few pictures.'' She shows them the pictures he took of himself and of her celebrating each goal and chuckles. ''So San had a sort of live ticker.''
She takes off her seat belt as the lights go off and slowly stands up grabbing her bag, she scoops Nicolas up as the doors slide open to allow first class to walk off of the plane first and pulls the hood of his pullover up so he won't freeze.
She follows Claire and Chris off of the plane nodding her head as they nod their heads to the baggage claim and adjusts her hold on Nicolas after slinging the bag on her shoulder, she kisses his head as he grumbles and smiles tiredly. ''It's okay darling.'' She murmurs as he stirs. ''Go back to sleep.''
After waiting for her suitcase, she follows Claire and Chris through the airport to the cabs knowing they will each grab one to get home and sighs tiredly. ''Let's hope one of them has a seat.''
''You don't need one.'' Chris muses, she points to Liv leaning against her car and chuckles as Brittany just tiredly turns her head.
''Hey Champions and belated birthday girl.'' Liv breaths out chuckling as she holds up her key. ''You need a ride?''
''I won't say no to that.'' Brittany breaths out as she walks over. ''What are you doing here crazy?'' She asks as she hugs her tightly.
''Just finished my night shift an hour earlier, you really think I would let you drive in a cab this tired?'' She turns to the two women beside them also hugging them and smiles. ''Get in I will drive you all home.''
She nods her head as they ask her if she is sure and turns to Brittany. ''I will drop you and Nic off first, you look tired as hell B.''
''I am tired as hell.'' Brittany grumbles, she places Nicolas in his seat as Liv takes her bags and slides into the passenger seat with a tired sigh. ''I owe you Liv.''
''You owe me nothing, how was the match?''
''Well in my case I quickly got ready to lose after Phoenix showed fight.'' Claire breaths out chuckling. ''She is fun to play with, but a hell to play against.''
Liv laughs glancing in the rear view mirror after pulling out of the parking lot and locks eyes with Press. ''Are you home tomorrow?'' She smiles as she nods her head and winks. ''I will come by after lunch to check on your shoulder.''
''How did you..''
''The camera captured everything.'' She breaths out cutting her question off. ''They filmed everything but they didn't show it on the big screen in the stadium, that doesn't mean your fans aren't talking about it though.''
''Viral?'' Brittany just asks, she sighs as Liv hums softly and runs a hand down her face. ''Oh well, our next interview will be fun.''
Chris laughs softly and nods her head. ''Oh yeah.'' She agrees. ''But we can goof around during the photo shoot again.''
''The three of you have an interview request already?'' Liv asks in amusement, Press shakes her head and smiles slightly.
''Britt and I received one right after the ceremony, we are both women of the tournament so the magazines want pictures of the both of us, but I am sure interview requests for the three of us will come in too.''
Brittany hums in agreement as Liv parks her car in front of her house and sighs tiredly. ''We will see.'' She leans over the middle console and kisses Liv's cheek. ''Thank you Liv, see you tomorrow.''
''See you tomorrow B.'' Liv breath out. ''Love ya.''
''Love you too.'' Brittany breaths out, she leans over Nicolas to hug Chris and Claire to wish them a good night and scoops him up in her arms after grabbing her bag and suitcase. She walks up the steps to the front door, unlocking it after sliding her suitcase beside her and walks in quickly deactivating and activating the alarm.
She walks up the stairs after dropping her bag and suitcase in the laundry room to be dealt with later and walks into Nicolas's room to quickly change him into his PJ's, she kisses his head after tucking him into his own bed, placing his favorite teddy beside him and yawns. ''Good night little love.'' She whispers softly.
She walks out of his room after turning his night light on and walks down the hall into her own bedroom, she smiles lovingly as her eyes immediately lands on Santana's sleeping form noticing her holding onto the pillow she normally sleeps on and quickly takes off her clothes.
She slides on a long shirt she finds hanging on the desk chair knowing Santana placed it there for her to sleep in the next night and slides into the bed carefully tugging her pillow out of Santana's hold, she slides closer as she grumbles softly, humming softly as the warmth of the bed and Santana's body immediately engulfs her and snuggles closer.
''Hm.'' Santana grumbles softly, shivering as cold hands touch the hot skin of the small of her back. She tries to pull back, freezing as she hears a soft whine and quickly opens her eyes. ''Babe?''
Brittany chuckles softly, kissing the underside of her jaw as she hears her tired surprised voice and nuzzles her face in her neck. ''Sleep.'' She just whispers softly. ''Talk later.'' She relaxes as she feels her arms tightly wrap around her shoulders and hums tiredly as she feels nails scratch the back of her head knowing Santana is trying to soothe her even though she is fighting tiredness herself. ''I love you.''
She smiles tiredly as she hears her soft tired hum and closes her eyes as she feels her warm lips against her forehead. ''I love you too.'' Her heart skips a beat as she hears her soft tired voice replying and throws her left leg over her hips cuddling even closer as the soothing sound of her heartbeat and slow breathing soothes her into a peaceful rest.