Santana heard her girlfriend, but she continued pacing barefoot around their bedroom, wearing Brittany's oversized t-shirt and her own underwear. She really couldn't decide what to do first, whether to pack the rest of her clothes that now lay scattered on the floor, make breakfast, or to check if she didn't forget her passport. On the other hand, Brittany who just woke up sat on the middle of the bed, yawning and stretching her limbs at the same time, watching her in amusement.

"San, sweetheart, do you need help?" Brittany smiled lovingly at her as the blonde called her attention again. The term of endearment brought a big smile on the brunette's face.

Santana allowed a deep sigh escape her lips.

"Yes please."

"Come over here first." The blonde beckoned her girlfriend to the bed, opening her arms.

Santana gladly climbed back to bed, pulled the red sheets off the blonde and positioned herself on Brittany's lap, straddling her. She wrapped her arms around the dancer's neck, placing a peck on her girlfriend's lips.

"Good morning, mi amor." Santana whispered, before leaning in again to capture Brittany's lips for one full kiss.


Brittany moaned into the kiss, parting her lips as soon as the brunette's tongue softly caressed them, begging for entrance.

"You're so sexy when you talk Spanish in your morning voice…" She let her hands roam the side of Santana's bare thighs, loving the feeling of her own skin against the brunette. This had always been her favorite part of her days since moving in with Santana four months ago, where they don't get out of bed unless and until necessary. She dubbed it their 'romantic mornings', when they just stay close and indulge in each other's presence, usually making out, sometimes they end up making love. It was nice but most of the time during weekdays they had to be quick because they always arrived late at work every time they let themselves got carried away.

Brittany loved mornings like this too; just a quiet, peaceful morning when they just kiss and snuggle and murmur sweet nothings in the other's ear.

It had been almost a year when she made the move to the Netherlands to be with Santana. She remembered how it all had been; a combination of fear, excitement, love, happiness, longing, that's what she had felt. It felt just like yesterday, when she made that life-changing decision of leaving her dream job in Paris, to run after the love she had once lost. Now she knew it was the best decision she had ever made. She found an equally satisfying job, and she's with Santana. And that's all that she needs, actually.

"You're so tensed." Brittany remarked while trying to catch her breath. Her arms were now wrapped around the slim waist of the brunette, her hands affectionately stroking her back. It would be their first flight back to the United States after they finally got together. They agreed to go on vacation and celebrate their one year anniversary. Part of it would be spent with the Pierces, then with Santana's mom, brother and relatives on a trip to Veracruz, before going to Milan, Italy, just the two of them. It was actually the first stop that was causing the brunette's tension. The dancer looked on at her anxious girlfriend, waiting for reply.

"This will be the first time that I would be facing your parents, not just as your friend, but as your girlfriend. Your very first girlfriend. Of course I'm tensed!" Santana stared at Brittany's blue eyes.

"First and last." Brittany corrected, a smile tugging at her lips.

This, of course, made Santana feel all so giddy inside. She ran her hands through blonde hair, taking pleasure of the way it makes her feel. Everything about this is so perfect, with Brittany here wearing her tank top and boxer shorts (they obviously love wearing each other's clothes), looking adoringly at her, touching her. She wanted to spend the rest of her life like this.

"They love you." Brittany continued.

"That was before they knew my intentions for their eldest daughter were more than just rated PG! What if your father kills me?!" Santana screamed in exasperation. She truly was scared of facing Brittany's parents now. Hallie, she can handle, as long as that brute does not throw that fake spider at her direction ever again.

"Oh, he wouldn't. He'll probably just threaten you with his shot gun that if you ever hurt me, he'd be forced to use it. Standard procedure." Brittany shrugged. She then pulled her girlfriend closer and started peppering kisses on her neck, making Santana groan as the blonde started to focus on her pulse point with the clear intention of marking her.

"Like that makes me feel better." Santana said, voice now heavy with arousal and eyes shutting close as Brittany's right hand teasingly moved its way underneath her shirt and up Santana's toned abs, touching every cranny and crevices. It didn't take long for the blonde's hand to move to the better, and her more favored areas of Santana's body.

When the warm hand started groping her left breast and began to shamelessly tease her nipple, Santana couldn't help the hiss that involuntarily came out of her mouth, her hips grinding against the blonde's. Brittany laid back down the bed, pulling Santana with her without stopping her hand's ministrations. Now with both hands available, Brittany tangled her left hand through Santana's hair, and pulled her for a kiss, theirs lips moving in perfect synchronization. Brittany grinned into the kiss when another satisfied whimper came out from Santana's mouth.

The need for air became too much, but Santana did not pull too far away. She let her right hand caress the side of Brittany's jaw, then her neck, then traveled down to massage Brittany's breasts through the fabric of her tank top, eliciting a gasp from the blonde. With her left hand on the right side of Brittany's head supporting her, she only took one breath and continued kissing the blonde, but this time, she gave her girlfriend small pecks on her forehead, on her left cheek, her jaw, right cheek, on the nose, and last, on her lips.

"Can't we just see each other in Veracruz?" The brunette was clearly dreading seeing Brittany's parents again. Who can blame her though? Brittany had never brought a boyfriend home before; to bring a girlfriend home would be the first of all firsts.

"Hey, you're not the only one anxious here. This would be my first time with your family as your girlfriend as well, and you have like, the whole clan. I'm nervous as hell." That was a lie, of course. The dancer was so excited to see Santana's family again. She was actually planning things to do with Maya already, but her girlfriend didn't need to know that. Right now, she just wanted to make Santana feel better about being introduced to the Pierces again, this time, as Brittany's girlfriend. Her wandering hands traveled downwards and stopped at Santana's ass, giving it a playful squeeze to slightly distract the brunette.

"Nervous? They've been praying for this! They wanted me to marry you from the very first time they met you!"

"Marry me?" Brittany raised an eyebrow.

"Well, uh, you know… I mean, I know we'd get there someday." Santana stuttered uncharacteristically, blushing in embarrassment for bringing it up.

Brittany tried to hold the laughter. They haven't talked about marriage. It's barely a year since they were officially together. But there was never a doubt in her mind where their relationship was going. She knew what she wanted, though neither of them had tried to voice it out yet. But does it really matter how long they have been together when she had been in love with Santana for as long as she can remember?

"And when do you think that someday would be?" Brittany played it casual, just to make Santana squirm. She always enjoyed watching a fidgeting Santana.

"Uh…" If she would be honest, Santana wanted to say as soon as possible but she didn't want to rush Brittany and she didn't want to scare her away.

"You're so cute, San." The dancer brought her hands back up to cup Santana's face and leaned up to place a soft kiss on Santana's lips.

"Cute? Did you just tell me I'm cute?"

"Why don't you let me finish packing your bag while you go and make us some breakfast?"

"And then sexy times later?" Santana asked, sounding hopeful. Brittany pretended to be contemplating about it before answering.

"I'll think about it." The blonde flipped them over, so that now she was on top, and the pouting brunette underneath her.

"But honey-"

Santana was interrupted by another kiss from her girlfriend. But before she could enjoy it further, Brittany jumped out of bed, heading to the pile of clothes that obviously belonged to Santana.

"Breakfast first. I'm hungry." Brittany knew she had to focus at the task at hand or they might be flying back to the US tomorrow without anything for Santana to wear. Unlike Santana, she had no problem packing. She had no worries about coming to see Santana's family, and she was actually very excited to introduce Santana to her parents, as her girlfriend.

And maybe future wife.

That thought made her feel giddy.

To say that Santana was nervous would be an understatement. At that moment, she thought a heart attack was imminent and she's probably going to die before she could even plan on proposing.

Santana was at the Pierce household, inside the study room, alone with Mr. Arthur Pierce, whose steel blue eyes had been fixed on her since she entered. It had only been a few hours since her and Brittany touched down in Los Angeles. Dinner was nice but slightly filled with tension. Mrs. Phoebe Pierce had been pleasant, more than Santana actually expected, and Hallie, well, she had no problem with Hallie.

Mr. Pierce was another story. He barely smiled. He was nice, but he was a bit distant. The head of the family also kept giving the lawyer scrutinizing looks and she felt scared under his gaze. Santana always been closer to and liked Mr. Pierce more, but since coming back as their daughter's girlfriend, the brunette felt like something had changed.

She wished it wasn't the case. When Hallie told her that their father wanted to talk to Santana, she almost ran away. There's no doubt as to what Arthur wanted to talk to her about. But would he want her to leave Brittany alone? Does he approve of their relationship? Does he actually approve of Santana? Santana thought of so many negative possibilities that before reaching the study, she was already prepared with things to say to defend her and Brittany's relationship.

As she waited for Mr. Pierce to say something first, she was starting to worry.

"Did you really follow my daughter to Paris, Santana?"

Santana cleared her throat. Mr. Pierce was acting so formal, she felt like she was in a job interview.

"Yes… sir."

"Hmm… Why?"

The answer was simple. And she wanted Mr. Pierce to know how much she meant it so, she looked up and held his stare. If this was a challenge, then she will make sure that she will pass this with flying colors, for Brittany.

"I have been in love with your daughter since the first time we met at that little bookshop near Stanford, Mr. Pierce."

Santana stopped at that, but it looked like Brittany's dad was waiting for her to explain further. So she continued.

"When she decided to go to Paris, she was taking my heart with her, so I followed her. I… I knew what I want, but that's not what Brittany wanted then." Santana sighed. "Mr. Pierce, I don't really know what you want me to say. But I can tell you that those years away from her made me realize that there's no way that I could live my life without her. I love Brittany. I love her with all of me and she loves me. When I'm with her, I feel so contented and happy and complete, like I've just found this missing piece of me. She makes me want to dance. She makes me want to sing. She makes me want to do cartwheels under the rain. She makes me want to get married and have children and all those serious couple things…" She was starting to tear up, not knowing why. Mr. Pierce just sat there, listening to her. It was hard to read what was running through his mind, but he seemed attentive.

"Sir, I know that this is not what you expected for Brittany. I know that I am not the one you thought that Brittany would bring home one day. All I know is that this lifetime is not even enough time for me to show Brittany how much I love her. I love her and I will love her forever, Mr. Pierce. You may not approve of me-"

"Who said that I don't approve of you?" Those steel blue eyes, soft all of a sudden, close to resembling Brittany's were looking curiously at her. Mr. Pierce cleared his throat before speaking again. "My daughter loves you very much, Santana."

Santana couldn't help but smile.

"I never really met anyone of her ex-boyfriends. Well, maybe some of them, but those were accidental meetings at the mall or some place else. Brittany never brought anyone of them to meet me and her mother. You were the only one." A smile played on Mr. Pierce's lips. "I must say, when she first came out to me last year, I was surprised. But I gave her a chance, I listened. She talked about you… And since then, I had no doubt. Brittany found the missing piece of her, too."

The brunette gaped at Mr. Pierce. So did it mean he's okay with her and Brittany?

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable during dinner. I wanted to talk to you first, find out your intentions, you know, parent stuff. It's my job to make sure my daughter would not get hurt."

"I will never hurt her."

"I believe you, Santana. And just so you know, I couldn't have asked for a better girlfriend for my daughter."

With that, Santana felt relieved and she was finally able to breathe. Mr. Pierce then moved on to lighter stuff, like asking her about her job at the ICJ. They even discussed the new NFL season which Santana knew nothing about. She was happy that things felt normal again between her and Mr. Pierce. She felt like she was a part of the family, the way Brittany's father had always made her feel.

It was 9:00 p.m. when Santana went out of the study. Upon reaching the living room, she found Hallie giving her an odd look, while Brittany was all dressed-up. The blonde had the family car keys on her hand.

"Did my dad scare you?" Brittany walked towards her.

"Slightly, yes." Santana laughed at herself. "Are we going somewhere?"

"Nope. Just me."

Santana raised an eyebrow.

"I just have to meet some friends tonight."


"I can't tell you."


"It's a secret. But we're not going to have fun, I swear."

Santana looked suspiciously at her girlfriend. Hallie spoke.

"Just trust her, Santana."

"Fine." Santana grumbled. What was she supposed to do when Brittany was out with friends?

"I'll be back before you know it." Brittany leaned closer and kissed Santana. "I'll miss you, honey."

"I'll miss you more." Santana smiled and leaned in for another kiss.

"Not possible." Brittany kissed her again.

"Yuck, you're both so lame and gross." Hallie pretended to gag. Brittany and Santana just laughed.

"Alright, I'm not going to be the possessive kind, so, go on and be safe before I change my mind." Santana flopped down on the couch beside Hallie.

"Give me another kiss." Brittany demanded. She was behind the couch, and when Santana leaned back, looking up at Brittany and puckered her lips for a kiss, Hallie just had to roll her eyes.

They did the Spiderman kiss.

"Ugh. Have sex in front of me, why don't you?" Hallie winced at the two who finally forced their lips away from each other.

Brittany playfully pulled at Hallie's ear before heading for the door.

"See you later, sweetheart." Still not contented with their little make out, the blonde blew a kiss towards Santana's direction.

Brittany had been long gone and Santana still had that stupid smirk on her face.

To Santana's surprise, Brittany was back at the house less than two hours later. What she didn't know was that Brittany had been at Maya's apartment, formerly Santana's, with Quinn, Rachel, Mateo, Noah and Mike. As to what their agenda were, well, she's about to find out.

Veracruz, Mexico…

It felt like Christmas. Not only was Santana's side of the family was present in this get-together. It wasn't originally planned to be a big thing, but now the Pierce family was here as well. Brittany did not mention that her parents and sister were arriving that day. She was surprised to see them, but Santana couldn't be happier when she saw how her family welcomed Brittany's family.

Brittany was sitting on the staircase inside the beach house with a stemmed glass of red wine on her hand. When she took a sip, she watched through the lid of her glass as her girlfriend interacted with her parents in the living room. They seemed to be having a good chat and the blonde could only guess what they were talking and laughing about. A smile played on Brittany's lips, seeing how natural it was to be here, with her parents and Santana's family, how it felt right.

"You really have to be careful with your leering."

The joking voice snapped Brittany out of her trance. Maya sat next to her, looking amused.

"I knew you two were meant to be. Took you some time to get your shit together, but, you're totally endgame." Maya smiled.

"I still wonder how I got so lucky…" Brittany's eyes flickered back to Santana's direction.

As if feeling her girlfriend's eyes on her, Santana's head turned towards her direction and when their eyes met, the brunette smiled, and mouthed the words, 'te amo'. The smile on Brittany's face could not be any bigger. Santana returned to conversing with Brittany's parents.

"Hey." Maya nudged Brittany with her elbow.

"What?" The blonde's eyes were still fixed on her girlfriend's direction.

"I was rooting for you." Maya confessed.

"Thanks." Brittany slightly blushed.


"The weird thing is, I'm not."

"So, are you ready for this?"

"Maya, I have never been this sure about anything in my life."

Maya watched as Brittany sat in silence, staring at her cousin. It was endearing to watch how lovesick those two were. Then she saw her brother Mateo by the door, making the thumbs-up sign at her. She returned the sign, then whispered to Brittany.

"Thank God we're ready because I don't think your parents could hold Santana any longer." Maya offered her hand and pulled Brittany up. Earlier, they have conspired with the Pierces and every member of Santana's family to keep her occupied and never let her wander outside. Before heading outside, Maya nodded at Hallie, who made sure that Santana would not follow Brittany to the door.

Minutes passed, and Santana had been thoroughly enjoying the talk with Mr. and Mrs. Pierce. Hallie joined them later. She was beginning to lose interest however, and when she did not find Brittany at her spot on the stairs, she craned her neck at every possible direction, hoping to find her.

That's when Hallie's phone rang and the dark blonde excused herself. Brittany's parents also decided to head somewhere when Santana's mother, Beatriz, approached her.

"Hi, mom."

"Hello, mija." Beatriz smiled at her daughter.

"So, what do you think of Britt's family?" Santana looked at her mother curiously. She really wished that they'd get along well.

"They are wonderful. Just like Brittany."

"They are, aren't they?" Santana's cheeks turned slightly red, and a bashful smiled played on her lips. This wasn't a normal Santana reaction, she was never shy.

This almost made Beatriz laugh, but at the same time, she was pleased. Her daughter had never been happier, and it was all because of that blonde dancer who, just three hours ago, asked her for her daughter's hand in marriage. Without a beat, she said yes, of course. But she was also surprised because if there was anyone to propose between Brittany and Santana, she would expect her daughter.

And now here was her daughter, totally in love but completely clueless.

Santana noticed that her mother's eyes were brimming with tears, and when Beatriz pulled her and hugged her tight, she was concerned.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm okay. I'm just a bit overwhelmed, that's all." When Beatriz pulled back from the hug, she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"About what?"

"That you're all grown up."

"Mom, you're acting really weird right now. Are you sure you're feeling fine?"

"Your father would have loved Brittany."

"I know, mom." The thought of it brought a smile on Santana's face.

Memories of her late father, Dr. Ricardo Lopez, suddenly came back to her. He was kind, soft-spoken, a loving husband, and a doting father. He was a very good orthopedic surgeon too, who played with her and Mychal after work despite of how tired he was. He talked about big dreams for his children, and he always showed how much he loved Santana's mother. Just like Santana, he had dark hair and an amazing dimpled smile. When Santana was 19 and before she even finished her pre-law, he died of a heart attack. She took a long period to mourn her beloved father's death. Her mother must have been missing him, and now, she missed him too. She wished he had met Brittany.

"Uhm, so mom, have you seen Britt around?"

Before her mother could answer, a blindfold was shoved into Santana's face.

"She just called. And she wants you to wear this."

The brunette raised an eyebrow at Hallie, then turned questioningly at her mother.

"If I were you, I'll do what she says." Beatriz grinned at her daughter, before leaving her with Hallie.

"What's going on here?" Santana narrowed her eyes at the dark blonde. Strange things had been happening the whole day. For one, Brittany did not mention about the Pierces coming although their presence was very welcome. Second, Brittany kept disappearing and she had no idea where her girlfriend had been going. And third, she swore she had seen Noah Puckerman somewhere in that house earlier in the morning.

"You heard your mom." Hallie helped Santana put the blindfolds on. Then she assisted Santana in walking out of the house.

"Where are you bringing me and why do I have to wear these blindfolds again?" The brunette was starting to sound impatient as she held tightly onto Hallie's arm. Brittany's sister was leading her somewhere and she had no idea.

"Will you stop asking questions and let things be? You'll love this. I promise."

"I feel like I'm being kidnapped."

Santana and Hallie were taking slow steps, but as they got nearer their destination, Santana heard the sound of a band playing. A few more steps, and they stopped.

Santana tried to reach for Hallie who was gone all of a sudden, leaving her alone standing on the sands. The intro of the song 'I don't want to miss a thing' was playing when she heard her girlfriend's voice over the microphone.

"Take the blindfolds off, honey."

Finally hearing Brittany's voice, Santana excitedly pulled the blindfold off her eyes, only to find herself standing awkwardly and alone while her family members and the Pierces who were gathered were watching her with big smiles from a distance. She did not see the stemmed red rose that each of her male cousins were holding as she turned her eyes back to her girlfriend.

Brittany was playing the keyboards.

Her girlfriend did not play any musical instrument before, and now she's playing the keyboards.

What surprised Santana even more was that the band playing the song was composed of people close to her. Mike was on the drums. Noah was on the lead guitars. Maya was playing the violin. Mateo was playing the bass guitar. Quinn and Rachel held a microphone each.

And her oh-so-talented girlfriend was now a keyboard player.

Santana felt so proud.

This would be their most memorable anniversary ever.

As Rachel started singing the lyrics to the song, Mychal gave her that one red rose and asked her to dance that she turned a curious look at Brittany. Her girlfriend just winked at her. Santana blushed and giggled.

Santana's male cousins followed one by one, each giving her a rose, which eventually formed into one bouquet of beautiful reds, just how Brittany liked it.

"Lying close to you, feeling your heart beating, and I'm wondering what you're dreaming, wondering if it's me you're seeing, then I kiss your eyes, and thank God we're together, I just want to stay with you in this moment forever, forever and ever, I don't want to close my eyes, I don't want to fall asleep, 'cause I'd miss you babe and I don't want to miss a thing, 'cause even when I dream of you, the sweetest dream will never do, I'd still miss you babe and I don't want to miss a thing…"

The brunette was actually having fun dancing with her cousins. She was also enjoying this little show her girlfriend had put on. It was more than impressive. When did even Brittany and their friends squeeze in time to practice?

Santana's cousin John was twirling her around and they were laughing so hard at their antics when she noticed that Brittany was no longer playing the keyboards and Quinn had taken her place. She looked around, and found the blonde dancer standing not too far away from her, smiling at her, eyes full of adoration. John nodded at Brittany before walking back to the others.

Without need for words, Brittany pulled Santana by the waist, holding her closer than she had ever before, not caring whether her parents or her sister or anyone else in the world was watching. She felt that the bouquet of red roses were now becoming heavy for Santana, so Brittany let all of it fall on the sand, except one.

Now with free hands, Santana's arms naturally wrapped around the blonde's neck.

"This is incredible... really lovely. I didn't even know you learned how to play a musical instrument." Santana gave Brittany a short kiss on the lips.

"Do you like it?"

"Like it? Every time you try to do something to impress me, you just make me fall in love with you even more."

"Happy anniversary, honey."

"I'm surprised with the grandiosity. I really loved it. And I also love that you brought your family over to get to know my family."

"Good." Brittany pulled Santana closer, who hummed in approval.

Brittany sang along with Rachel, whispering the lyrics of the song to Santana's ear.

"I don't want to miss one smile, I don't want to miss one kiss, I just want to be with you, right here with you, just like this, I just want to hold you close, feel your heart so close to mine, and just stay here in this moment for all the rest of time…"

And then she let the remaining red rose drop on the sand.

Brittany dropped on one knee.

On cue, Rachel stopped singing, the band continued playing, but Santana barely noticed as she tried to lean down for Brittany but Brittany stopped her.

"No." Brittany held on to Santana's hand.

"What?" Santana was confused.

"I love you, Santana."

"I love you too, honey. Uh, did you drop something? Should I help you find it? Because I don't want you to scratch your knee."

"And I couldn't live without you."

"I know. Brittany, what are you doing, what-"

Brittany pulled the small, black velvet box, and slowly, she opened it for Santana to see.

Santana gasped.


"Here's the thing. Everytime I look into the future, I see you... I couldn't imagine any part of it without you. I want to make sure that I will spend the rest of it with you, if you'll agree. I know it's only been a year since we got together, but I don't think it matters how long we have been official, because I have been in love with you for a long time, and I keep falling in love with you everyday, so, Santana Marie Lopez... will you marry me?" Brittany looked up at her girlfriend, trying not to sound too nervous. She didn't really feel the nerves getting to her until now, when she was waiting for Santana's answer.

On the other hand, Santana just seemed flabbergasted. She was speechless. The blonde had the tendency to always render her speechless.

"Oh my God…"


"Britt…" Santana was staring open-mouthed at the ring being held up by her girlfriend for her to see. It was sparkling beautiful.

"Sweetheart, I'd really love it if you tell me your answer now, preferably a yes? Because I've already asked your mom and your brother and they are with me on this one. Even your cousins are ecstatic and… San?" Now the blonde was starting to worry. Was it too soon? Didn't Santana want this? Weren't they on the same page?

Brittany had never been so scared in her life. She just assumed that Santana would say yes. For the number of times she played this scenario in her head, she never thought that it could go any other way.

But what if she was wrong?

"Just say yes, you idiot!" Quinn's voice through the microphone broke the silence and generated some laughs from Santana's family members.

"I heard that! Shut up, Quinn!" Santana finally recovered from her daze.

With a big smile on her face, she turned her attention back to her girlfriend who was still on her knees.

"Of course Britt! Oh my God, I'll marry you! I'll marry you everyday of my life!" Santana let Brittany slide the ring into her left ring finger, then as soon as it fit, she pulled Brittany up.

"Okay, that would be too expensive." Brittany joked.

"Shut up and kiss me."

Brittany complied all too gladly. She teased her girlfriend, now fiancée, with pecks on the lips. This obviously wasn't what Santana want. So she did not protest when Santana forcefully pulled her face closer for a proper kiss; a long, deep, passionate one.

As they continued kissing amongst the holler and wolf-whistles, Rachel Berry stood teary-eyed, watching her friends.

"Uhm, Rach?" Quinn called at her.

"What?" Rachel hastily wiped her tears.

"You're supposed to sing?" The photographer reminded her. Rachel missed her cue a few times already.

It was then that Rachel noticed the weird looks Mike, Noah, Mateo and Maya were giving her as they continued playing their instruments.

"Oh, right..."

"When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case, I could offer you a warm embrace, to make you feel my love…"

"Not our song?" Santana's arms were wrapped around Brittany's neck as they started slow dancing again.

"You mean Songbird?"

"Yeah, that song. Still makes my heart melt."

"It's not ours anymore."

As Santana looked into Brittany's eyes, she suddenly remembered the time during her aunt and uncle's wedding, when she danced with Kate, with that song...

"Tonight is just about us, San. I don't want to share you with Kate or with anyone else, not even in a song... After all those things we went through, I realized how possessive I am when it comes to you. So, I'm warning you now San, I can be so jealous so you better keep your act together." Brittany joked, but she meant it.

"No worries, sweetheart. I'll make sure to keep my act together." Santana leaned her head on Brittany's shoulder as they took pleasure of just dancing with each other.

"I could make you happy make your dreams come true, nothing that I wouldn't do, go to the ends of the earth for you, to make you feel my love, to make you feel my love…"

After Rachel's song, the third and last song was played.

Noah started singing the lyrics of Runaway by The Corrs.

"Say it's true, there's nothing like me and you, I'm not alone, tell me you feel it too, and I would runaway, I would runaway, yeah, yeah, I would runaway, I would runaway with you, 'cause I have fallen in love with you, no never have I'm never gonna stop fallin' in love with you…"

"I have a question for you, Britt."

"What is it?"

"You didn't think I'll be the only one wearing an engagement ring, did you?"


Santana pulled out her own small red box from the back pocket of her jeans. It was coincidence, really, that she had it with her as she was planning to talk to Brittany's parents tonight to ask for their blessing. She opened it, pulled the diamond encrusted ring out, and put it into Brittany's left ring finger.

"You were going to propose?" Brittany looked amazed at how they always seemed to be in sync.

Soulmates, what can I say?

"Well, not today, but I was… I couldn't have topped yours, though." Santana kissed Brittany's ring finger before kissing her on the lips again.

"Close the door, lay down upon the floor, and by candlelight, make love to me through the night, 'cause I have runaway, I have runaway, yeah, yeah, I have runaway, runaway, I have runaway, with you, 'cause I have fallen in love with you, no never, oh, oh, I'm never gonna stop fallin' in love with you, and I would runaway, I would runaway, yeah, yeah, I would runaway, I would runaway with you…"

"I'll love you all my lifetimes, Santana Lopez…"

"Wow, how am I supposed to beat that?"

"So I guess you lose the bet then."


"You're getting married before you're 30, San. I told you, I don't want you to grow old alone."

"You didn't propose to me just to win that bet, did you?" Santana narrowed her eyes at Brittany, feigning accusation.

"Well, that's part of the reason, yes." Brittany giggled when Santana playfully hit her in the arm. The blonde leaned in closer, resting their foreheads against each other. "And because I love you so, so much." She whispered against plump lips.

"I love you too, Brittany S. Pierce."

"'cause I have, I have fallen in love with you, no never, oh, oh, I'm never gonna stop fallin' in love with you, fallen in love with you, no never have, I'm never gonna stop fallin' in love with you, with you, my love, with you…"

"I guess we're growing old together then."

"Sounds like a great plan, Britt."


"Yes, my dear fiancée?"

"Thanks for not giving up on me, and for being braver than I am. I can't wait to marry you. I can't wait for you to be mine, San." Brittany pulled Santana closer, until she could feel her heart pounding against her chest.

"Honey, I've always been yours. Proudly so…"