It's the finale! As promised here is le epilogue. Also, guys, there won't be a sequel to this fic. Hopefully after reading this chapter it'll feel more like the end than the last chapter.

I don't own anything.

8 months later

"You're going to miss it! Hurry up, the show's starting in one minute." Quinn called from the den. I rushed to pour the chips in the last bowl, and carelessly disregarded the bag. I picked up the first big bowl of snacks, then the second… and there is no way I'm going to be able to carry all four of these bowls.

"Ugh, I could use a little-"

"Help?" A smile instantly formed on my face when I turned to see Santana standing behind me. She was smiling and motioning for me to give her the two bowls that were in my hand.

"How did you know I needed help?" I said moving towards her and placing the bowls in her arms and a kiss on her lips.

"Eh, my Brittany senses were tingling." She winked and walked towards the den where everyone else was.

"Yea, those are always tingling." I said to myself as I gathered the rest of the snacks and hurried to the den. I made it just in time.

"Alright Brittany, are you ready?" Nev said from inside the TV.

"Yes!" I said in a singsong voice, and plopped down on the couch, right beside Santana.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I replied. It felt weird looking at me on TV. Like, that's me on there, I know, but it didn't feel like it was me… I can barely remember that day honestly. It felt so long ago.

"Britt you looked so nervous." Tina commented.

"Hey, you would have been nervous too, if you were me."

"Alright, well let's go meet your dream guy." I watched as we walked out of the car and up to Santana's door.

"Well he has a really nice house." Max commented from behind the camera. "He's obviously wealthy."

"Oh my god… I think this is the most embarrassing and stupid thing I've ever done in my entire life." Santana covered her face with her hands, and dropped her head on my shoulder. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer.

"See this is what happens when you don't listen to me." Rachel said throwing a few chips into her mouth. "Now your moment of embarrassment will be broadcasted all over the United States."

"Don't remind me." She groaned.

I simply squeezed her tighter and focused my attention back on the TV. We were knocking on Santana's door, and just when she was pulling it open the screen switched to multiple pictures of Nev.

"Hi, I'm Nev. A couple of years ago I fell in love online… Turns out my crush wasn't who I thought she was. I thought I fell in love with Megan, but Megan was really Angela."

"You know… I honestly thought this dude was gay." Puck said.

"Oh, shut up Puck and watch. My scenes are about to come on."

"Quinn, we all have scenes coming up."

"Yea, but mine are the most important, because I'm the sister of the star. Right Britt?"

I rolled my eyes and nodded my head.

"I was heartbroken."

"Total dweeb, who falls in love with someone they've actually never met." Puck snickered.

"Hey!" I said throwing a pillow at him. "That's a sensitive subject."

"Oh, yea, I forgot … sorry losers."

"Aye, bro shut up." Sam shoved Puck and Puck shoved him back.

"Ugh, everyone just be quiet!"

"Thank you, Tina."

"But the weirdest part of it all, Angela and I actually became friends. Not only that, my brother and his filmmaking partner shot the whole thing, and turned it into a documentary that was a pretty big hit. Suddenly my inbox was exploding with emails."

"When I saw your movie Catfish, I couldn't believe the similarities." Nev read an email from his computer. "It felt like everyone on the internet, wanted to tell me about their bazaar online romance."

"I could just pursue every single one of these leads, and we should make a show of it."

"So that's what we decided to do. I'm hitting the road with my filmmaker buddy Max, and a group from MTV to help people meet their online loves for the first time. Is the person they've fallen for telling the truth? Or hiding behind lies? Will they find love? Or heartache? No matter what happens we're here to help solve the mystery."

"Hopefully find the light at the end of the tunnel, whether it's happy or not…"

"What are you blabbering about?" Max stopped Nev from talking, and then they both laughed.

"Catfish the movie was my story. Catfish the TV show is yours."

On the screen Max and Nev were talking and joking around in a hotel room. Most of us weren't really paying attention to this. Puck and Sam were wrestling on the couch while Tina and Rachel were looking at them un-amused. Quinn was glued to the television waiting for her "role" on the show, and Santana was still cuddled up to me with her hands over her face refusing to watch at all.

I shifted so that I could wrap my hands around her wrists and pull her hands down. I could see the harsh blush on her cheeks before she turned her head and buried her face further into me letting out a groan.

"Oh come on baby, it's not that bad. Most of this will only be documenting my side of the story any way. You won't come in until the end."

"It's still so embarrassing." She slid her arms around my waist and kept her head turned.

"Just think, if this didn't happen we wouldn't have met."

"Still doesn't change the fact that I'm embarrassed by it."

I smiled and leaned in closer to whisper in her ear. "Yea, well if you're embarrassed, wait until you see Quinn's scenes." I giggled softly and focused my attention back on the TV.

"Hello, are you Brittany?" Nev asked.

"That's me." I extended my hand and he shook it before introducing me to everyone. "Please, come in." We walked through my house and decided to film outside by the pool because Max said we had good lighting out back.

"So, Brittany, tell me about Cameron. When and how did you meet him?" Nev asked.

"I met him about a year ago. He sent me a few messages on Facebook and we've been talking ever since."

"Okay, so what do you know about him?"

"Not much really. He never really goes into great detail about his life when we text, and when I do ask to talk about him, I kind of have to beg him to do so."

"Hm, that's odd. Definitely questionable… Do you mind showing us your conversations with him?"

"Sure." I grabbed my phone from my purse and clicked on mine and Cameron's conversation. As Nev was scrolling through the messages he kept the phone turned towards the camera so that the viewers could see.

I remember thinking that he was just trying to search through my phone without me knowing. But, I didn't say anything about it. I was a little nervous with all the cameras pointing at me from all directions.

"Oh, I see that he said he's in love with you… So this isn't just some little crush on his side. It seems to be pretty real… What are your thoughts? How do you feel about him?"

"I don't know, I mean, I'm pretty sure I feel the same way, I just didn't want to say something like that over a text message. I want to be standing in front of him when I say it back."

"Aw." Santana said softly smiling a little at the TV screen. She must've started watching some time when I wasn't paying attention. I smiled down at her and she shifted so that she could give me a kiss on the cheek. "I thought you didn't love me back, but you only wanted to say it in person." She cupped my face and pulled me down to leave a lingering kiss on my lips. She pulled back, but I couldn't help but follow and place another kiss on her lips.

"Get a room!" Sam called louder then he needed to, causing Tina to slap him on the arm. "Ow! What was that for?" he said scowling at the Asian.

"I see I have to take you back to the rule book Sammie boy." Puck said and everyone let out a groan. "What's rule number one?"

"Uh, always wear protection?" Sam replied unsure.

"No, you idiot." Puck slapped the back of Sam's head. "It's when you have two hot girls making out in front of you, you don't tell them to get a room. You invite them back to your room… like so." Puck turned to look at Santana and I and did that stupid little smile of his. "Ladies, I can see that you're not really paying attention to the program on the television. So how about the three of us head on upstairs and finish what you started?"

I stared at him blankly with an arched eyebrow. "Gross." I could hear Tina and Rachel both trying to stifle their laughs.

Santana let out a giggle and hugged me closer. "Puck, there would have to be a cold day in hell for me to ever even think about sharing Britt with anybody… and I'd never share her with you."

Puck just smiled and looked between the two of us. "Never say never, Santana, because it's just the word 'ever' with an 'n' in front of it." He winked and then turned back to face the TV leaving everyone else looking clueless.

"Oh my god! There I am that's me!" Quinn pointed to the television screen. I snapped my attention to where she was pointing and sure enough Nev was interviewing Quinn along with Tina, Puck, and Sam.

"So you're Brittany's twin sister, right?" Nev asked.

"The one and only." Quinn did a little spin and looked directly in the camera. I remember Max having to constantly gesture towards Nev to remind her to not look at the camera.

"So what do you think of Cameron?"

"Well, I think he's weird." Quinn said with a huge smile on her face still staring at the camera. I think Max had just gestured for her to look back at Nev again because her mouth formed into and 'o' shape and she did a small nod before fake smiling at Nev. But she still looked at the camera through the corner of her eye.

I heard Santana laughing again, and it made my heart swell. Nothing sounded better to me than to hear the sound of my love laughing. It made me want to hold her and never let go, or to kiss her and never stop.

On the TV everyone else was taking turns on telling how they felt about Cameron. Shortly after that scene Nev said that he would do some research and report back to me. Both Santana and I watched as Nev and Max discussed Cameron and investigated his Facebook page. The next scene was us at the restaurant with them telling me about all of their findings.

By this time everyone was glued to the TV. The show picked up and it was more interesting than everyone had initially thought. Even Santana was looking at the screen as if she didn't know who was on the other side of the door that I was currently knocking on.

Puck and Sam let out loud groans once Santana opened the door, playfully yelling out 'I knew it' and 'I didn't see that one coming.'

You know how the next part goes.

Nev dropped me back off home afterwards and asked if it was okay for them to follow me to dinner that night. I agreed and the next scene that showed up was Santana walking towards the table I was sitting at.

"Hey, I didn't know they were going to film all of this." Santana said. "That's why all of those people were giving me weird looks that night."

The scene played on and it didn't take a rocket scientist to tell that I felt something for her, even back then, by the way I was looking at her when she told me the story of how she fell in love with me. Maybe I didn't know it then, but looking back at the clips made me realize that I was never in love with Cameron, but instead I fell in love with his picture, just the thought of him. I'd been in love with Santana all along. There was definitely no denying that.

That's why I called her and text her so much that night. That's why I showed up at her house the next day, and that's why I was so jealous of her and Kitty's relationship. I didn't know at the time, but there is nothing that could ever make me doubt that I love her now.

The scene ended with me in the dark parking lot looking around and calling out for Santana. I never found her so the crew packed up, and said their goodbyes to me. I got an email from Nev a month later asking if it would be okay to call me on a three way video chat with Santana to see do a follow up on our status since the episode.

By then, Santana and I had already made it official and of course I agreed. Nev was happy to know that his show brought us together. He closed it with some final remarks and the credits began to role.

"That was so good." Tina said.

"Brava, Brava!" Rachel clapped.

Puck flashed her a confused look and moved his hands to stop her from clapping. "It's Bravo."

"You guys are going to be famous." Sam commented.

"I'm thinking about making a fake account and dating myself over the internet. Don't you guys think that would be, like, the craziest plot twist ever?"

Everyone was silent as we all stared at Quinn. I was the first to speak. "Quinn, honey, you're delusional. I told mom and dad that something was wrong with you. But, no, they didn't listen."

"Whatever, Britt, you won't be saying that when your older sister becomes a superstar."

"Like that'll ever-" I was cut off when a soft hand cupped my cheek and turned my head. I was met with soft lips immediately erasing all questions in my head. Once we finally pulled away from each other, I looked dreamily into Santana's eyes with a content smile on my face. "And what was that for?"

"That one was because I love you." She kissed me again. "That one was because I think you're beautiful. This one…" she kisses me again. "Is because you're all mine. And this one…" She places a kiss on my lips and then moves to whisper in my ear. "Is because I want you… right now." Arousal immediately shot through my body, and I took a big gulp.

"Uh, please excuse us." I grabbed Santana by the arm and rushed out before anyone else got a chance to make any comments.


One year later

Brittany and I had been the talk of the town for about two months after our episode of Catfish aired. People wanted our autographs, to take pictures with us, and even wanted advice with similar situations.

We enjoyed it, but we were glad when it all died down. We spent most of our time after that together, building one of the most amazing relationships I've ever had. As embarrassing at it was to go through the whole 'Catfish experience' I'm glad I did because I got Brittany out of all of it. She means the world to me. She is my everything, and I'm just so grateful for her.

Looking at her walk beside me, hand in hand, along the beach with her dipping down every once in a while to pick up a sea shell just brings joy to my heart. We've been together for almost two years and I couldn't possibly love her any more than I already do.

"Hey, San, I talked to Quinn the other day and she said they were all planning a trip to come see us."

I raised my eyebrows in a bit of shock. "They're all going to come to Puerto Rico to see us?" We moved here about six months ago. It was Brittany's idea, and as much as I didn't want to leave behind all of our friends and family in Ohio, there was no way in the world I was going to tell her no. She said she always wanted to visit. Then once she found out that I had a beach house here. She suggested we live her for a while. She promised it wouldn't be long, but after about a month of living here. She fell in love with the place and I could tell this would be a more permanent resident for us. I didn't mind though. I want whatever she wants.

"Uh, yep." She said dropping the shell in her hand. "They just can't stay away from us." She said.

"I'm just trying to figure out where they're all going to sleep."

"Santana, we live in a mini mansion beach house." I laugh at her description of our home. Home. "We have like three spare rooms besides ours."

"Yea, but there are five of our friends." She stopped walking and thought that over before shrugging her shoulders and continuing on.

"Well, two people can share a room, and they'll have to figure that out on their own."

"When are they flying in?"

"Tomorrow morning." She chimed, and I stopped and starred at her incredulously dropping her hand. "Oh, look at this one." She bent down and picked up an impressive looking shell.

"Britt, why didn't you tell me sooner they were coming so soon? There's so much we have to do. Like clean, figure out what we're going to cook, check and make sure the guest rooms are put together…"

"See, this is why I didn't tell you. You would've spent the whole time stressing over silly things that our friends won't even care about when they get here." She said smiling and taking my hand again. "Let's go back home, I have to check on something for Quinn.

I followed her back up the beach and back into our home still trying figure out what we're going to have for dinner tomorrow night.


The next morning I woke up to the sound of waves crashing up against the shore and a light ocean breeze seeping through our room window. I turned over to find that Brittany wasn't on her side of the bed. I sat up and stretched before walking over to the window and closing it. From here I could see Brittany doing various moves on her yoga mat in front of the ocean. Brittany only did yoga when she felt stressed out, anxious, or nervous.

She must have been thinking about the arrival of our friends more than I thought she had. I latched the window closed and made my way down the stairs. I made my way to the back door and watch as Brittany moved gracefully on her mat. I contemplated on letting her have her quiet time because there wouldn't be any more of it once everyone else gets her. But, I opted on running up quietly behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist, hugging her from behind. She let out a sigh dropping her pose and turning around in my arms. "Good morning beautiful."

"Good morning love." I reply before placing a good morning kiss on her lips. "You're up doing yoga? Feeling a little overwhelmed about our friends visiting?"

"No, not really, I just thought it was a nice morning and I had time to kill so I just came out here to do a few stretches."

"Mhm… why didn't you wake me up? I could have stretched you." I say in a low husky voice.

"Because, once we start it'll take forever for us to stop, and then who would go pick everyone up from the airport?"

"Taxi." I say positioning myself so close to her that not even air could fit in the space between us.

"That's rude. We can't let them catch a taxi here. One of us has to go get them, and I think that someone should be you." She said tapping the tip of my nose.

I felt a pout form on my face. "But, why me?"

"Because I want to cook us breakfast." My eyes bulged and I put a little space between us.

"You sure about that? I mean, I know we've been practicing on your cooking skills for a while now, but are you sure you're ready to prepare a full meal without me?"

She laughed and nodded. "Yea, I'm a big girl now. You go pick up everyone and by the time you get breakfast will be ready."

"And if it's not?"

"Oh, it will be now…" she spun me around, and slapped me on the butt. "go, before you're late."

I let out a squeal and began walking back to the house. "Yes ma'am."


I was standing in the middle of the airport with my phone in my hand dialing everyone's number over and over, but no one was answering. I wasn't going to walk around and look for them. I figured that would take up too much of my time and energy. But, standing here waiting for them seemed to be proving just as less as efficient.

I was in the middle of dialing Rachel's number when I heard a voice that sounded just like… Kitty? I whipped around and before I could register anything I felt two strong arms wrap around me.

"Mija, I've missed you so much." I quirked my eyebrows in confusion.


"I see you haven't forgotten me." He pulled away, and as soon as I was out of his grasp I felt another pair of arms wrap around me. My mother let out an onslaught of Spanish words as she embraced me. I wasn't paying attention to what she was saying because in the distance I saw Kitty and Marley walking towards us smiling and waving… What the hell?

"Santana!" My head snapped around to see Mr. and Mrs. Pierce. They hugged me and I was dumbstruck for a moment.

By this time Kitty and Marley had finally made it up to us wrapping me in a group hug. I looked at everyone smiling back at me still trying to figure out why all of them are here. "Uh…"

"Not who you were expecting?" Kitty smirked.

"N-no actually." I said. "It's not that I'm not happy to see you all because I am. I just… What are you all doing here? Where's Puck, Quinn, Sam, Tina, and Rachel?"

"Their flying out tomorrow instead." Mr. Pierce said.

"What? Why?"

"They decided they would book a flight at the very last minute and there weren't any more seats available on any of today's flights." My mom said.

"Well, that's going to put a bit of a damper on Britt's day."

"She already knows." Marley grabbed her bags and stared walking away from the group. "Let's go! I want to see this beach house of yours."

"She already knows? Well, how come she didn't tell me?" My questions fell upon deaf ears as everyone was already making their way towards the exit.


I pulled into two car garage next to Brittany's car and as soon as I put my car in park everyone was hurrying to get inside the house… They didn't even take their bags. The only person that wasn't in such a hurry was my dad. He stayed behind with me. We sat quietly in the car before I start to think out loud.

"I wonder why they're in such a hurry, it's not like the house is going to get up and run away." I say. My dad laughs and shakes his head.

"They're excited, mija, with good reason to be."

"Yea, a few days in paradise would have me excited too, but I live here, so it's not that exciting to me."

My dad looked at me and I could see the pride swirling around in his eyes. "Are you happy here with Brittany?"

I let out a sigh and an involuntary smile spread across my face, just at the mention of her name. "I don't think I've ever been this happy in my entire life."

"I can tell, mija… You two are going to live a long happy life together."

"I know, papa. I know."

He leaned over the armrest and hugged me for a while before finally letting go and opening the passenger door. "Alright, let's go find everyone else." He walked to my side of the car, opened my door, and held his arm out for me to loop mine through.

As soon as we stepped through the door I could tell something was up. For a house full of people, this place sure was quiet, too quiet. Our home is never this quiet, not even when it's just Britt and I here. My dad was leading the way guiding me through my own home as I followed dumbly.

We walked to the back door and through the glass I could see a long table dressed in white cloth with all of our friends and family sitting around it. There was food for days littered across it. There is no way in the world Brittany made all of that.

Once we got closer I could see that everyone was actually, and by everyone I mean not only our friends and family that I picked up from the airport were sitting, but also somehow Rachel, Puck, Tina, Quinn, and Sam had managed to get here.

I looked at everyone and the beautiful scenery trying to figure out what this was all about. I knew for sure that Brittany was up to something. My dad walked me around the table to the empty seat next to Brittany, and once I was seated he went to sit next to my mom.

"I was beginning to think you were never going to come." Puck said. "I'm starving."

"Shut up." Rachel swatted at him.

"Oh my go- you can never act right can you?" Tina said.

I looked at everyone who was now looking at Puck and then I looked to Brittany she was giggling at our friends. I was still confused as to what all this was. Am I missing something?

"You may now eat." Brittany said and with that everyone dug in while I sat frozen.

She noticed and turned to me. "Honey, aren't you going to eat anything?" I looked at her and then to the food, and then to all of our friends.

"Britt, what is all of this?"

"Breakfast." She smiled and placed a few strips of bacon on my plate.

"You didn't make all of this."

"Okay, okay… I may have cheated a little, I called the caterers." She smiled and kept placing food on mine and her plate.

"Why didn't you tell me our parents were coming? And Kitty and Marley?... And when did everyone else get here?"

She let out a sigh and dropped what she was doing. She took in one deep breath and held out her hand. I looked at it and then looked back up to her. "I don't have anything." I say. She just laughs softly and points to my hand.

I place my hand in hers and look at her questioningly. She stood up and pulled my arm for me to stand with her. Once I was up, she turned to face everyone sitting at the table. "I was going to wait until after we all had breakfast to do this, but Santana wants to know what's going on. Unfortunately I didn't think of that when I was planning this. Silly me, surely I should have thought that she would want to know what all of this was about." Everyone was smiling up at us and I was still lost.

Brittany then turned to face me with nothing but love and adoration shown in her eyes. "Santana, I love you, everything about you. I love your eyes, I love how sweet you are, I love how you never let a morning pass without giving me a good morning kiss. I love how you make me feel, I love your personality, I love your energy, and really I could go on forever."

She was getting a little choked up and tears were forming in her eyes. I stood on my tippy toes and placed a kiss on her lips. "I love you too." I smiled.

"I know, and it's crazy because I've never met anyone who could love like you. What we have is just so pure, it feels so natural. Santana, you're my everything. You are everything that I could possibly want plus some."

I felt my own tears making their presence known in my eyes. "Britt, I feel the same way about you."

She smiled adoringly at me and nodded. "You always do your best to make sure I feel loved even when it's my turn to make you feel that way. You've shown me a selfless kind of love one that keeps giving and for that I want to spend the rest of my life repaying you for it. I want to give to you what you've given to me. I want to make you feel how you make me feel, everyday…. For the rest of our lives."

By now I was blubbering like a baby. If only she knew half what I felt for her. I couldn't put my feelings for her into words even if I tried.

Quinn stood up and placed a small white box in Brittany's hand, and I felt my knees grow weak. I brought my hands up to cover my mouth, while I watched Brittany open the Box and present it to me.

"Santana, will you marry me? Please? I promise that I'll love you with all my heart forever and always no matter what."

I choked back a sob as more tears came streaming down my face. I could feel the love radiating off of her. "Y-yes." I choked out. "Yes!" I let out something between a cry and a laugh. She let out a sigh and wiped her tears away before sliding the ring on my finger, and slamming her lips into mine.

Everyone cheered for us in the background, and I felt like my heart had exploded only to rebuild itself and explode once again.


Four years later

"Wow, listen to how strong your babies' heartbeats are." The doctor said as she moved the little thingy around on top of my belly.

Santana was standing to my right with a firm grip on my hand looking at our babies' ultrasound with wide eyes. I could practically see the happiness radiating off of her face.

"Britt, we're going to be mommies." She said with the proudest grin on her face. I smiled and nodded.

"Mommies." I repeated and then turned back to face the monitor.

"Your due date is next month, in the Spring, are you ready?" Dr. Sullivan smiled down at us.

"We can't wait for them to come home. We already have the nursery done. We're so excited." I squeal.

"Do you two still want to keep the sex of the babies a mystery or have you changed your mind?"

"We want to know." Santana blurted out. We were planning on finding out the sex of the babies closer to when I was due, simply because we wanted to keep the sex a secret from everyone elseand the only way to keep us from telling was for us not to find out ourselves.

Santana looked like she was about to jump out of her skin with anticipation. She looked excitedly between the doctor and monitor waiting for her to speak.

"Identical twin girls." Dr. Sullivan said.

I felt a sense of pride and joy wash over me from hearing the news and Santana could barely keep still. "Thank you, thank you, thank you doctor, so much. We really do appreciate it." I let out a laugh at how enthused Santana was being.

"Well, you're quite welcome." The doctor chuckled. She looked to me with a small smile on her face. "Do twins run in your family? It's very difficult to get multiples through false insemination."

"I actually have a twin sister. We were the first in our family, and now these two little ones are the second set."

She gave one last smile before pulling the ultrasound thing away. I really should figure out the name of that thing. "I'll go print you out copies of the ultrasound." She said handing me a napkin and walking out of the room.

"Britt can you believe this? We are going to be parents!" she squealed. I wiped the gel off of my stomach and she helped me up into a sitting position.

"I know, in less than a month we'll be able to hold them."

"Aw, baby I can't wait! I want to see them right now."

"I bet their going to look like you." I say and lean forward to kiss her.

"No way, they're going to look like you."

"I hope they look like you, though."

I scooted to the edge of the bed and Santana was quick to assist me. "Careful." I love how caring and attentive she is. Sometimes I could't bare it, you know with the mood swings and all, but most times I basked in her attention.

Once the doctor came back with our copies of the ultrasound we were on our way back home. Santana kept her hand interlaced with mine the entire way there. We talked about names for our babies, and future sports and activities that were going to get them into.

As soon as we stepped though our front door we were greeted with two excited Golden Retrievers. They circled us and licked at our hangs. We'd adopted Shiloh and Andy nine months ago just before we found out that I was pregnant.

They were the men of the house, but they were also still babies at only eleven months old. Well trained babies, Santana was sure to carry out strict rules with them once we found out that we'd be welcoming more members to the family.

"Sit." Santana commanded, and they both did as they were told. "Good, boys." She rubbed their heads. "Do you guys want to go for a swim?" They both wagged their tails uncontrollably and began happily panting. "I take that as a yes. Babe, care to join us?" She offered.

"No, actually I think I want to go take a nap. I'm feeling a little tired after our appointment."

"Okay, do you need anything? I can make you something to eat, or drink?"

"I'm fine, go have fun with your dogs."

"Are you sure baby?"

"I'm sure honey." She placed a kiss on my cheek before going up stairs to get changed in her bathing suit. I on the other hand wobbled into the twins' room, with Shiloh and Andy right on my heels. They were just as bad as Santana when it came to helping and keeping an eye on me. They started acting like this after months of watching Santana be that way with me.

I plopped down on one of the chairs in their room and looked from crib to crib as I rubbed my belly. Shiloh laid right next to my feet while Andy sat and laid his head in my lap. I couldn't help but smile as I looked around at the lime green walls and the big stuffed animals in the babies' room. Before I knew it I'd drifted off into a peaceful sleep.


I came trotting down the stairs in my bikini to find that Brittany along with Shiloh and Andy had been missing. I knew where they were. The twins' room. Brittany had been spending more and more time in there with the closer we got to her due date, and of course Shiloh and Andy followed her. They've been pretty much glued to her these past five months or so.

I walked down the hall and into their room and I was met with one of the most adorable sights I've ever seen. My very pregnant and also sleeping wife had her hand lying atop of her stomach while Andy slept with his head on her lap and Shiloh was sleeping at her feet.

I smiled. It was moments like this that made my life complete. That made me wonder how I even lived before she came along. I didn't bother wake Andy and Shiloh, they wouldn't have come on the beach with me even if I did wake them anyways. Once they were with Brittany they didn't like to leave her side, and who could blame them.


A month later

"Push!" The doctor said from in between Brittany's legs.

I balled my hands up and unballed them continuously as I paced the hospital floor. My mom and Brittany's mom were standing around her telling her to just breathe and push, breathe and push. We figured it would be a good idea to have them in the delivery room since they were the ones who had experience with birthing babies.

"Ah!" Brittany yelled out in pain as another contraction passed through her. I winced at her screaming kept pacing. I was nervous wreck. The doctors said everything was perfect and that this should be a smooth delivery, but I felt panic rise every time Brittany let out a sound of pain.

"You're doing great, just a little more." The doctor encouraged. "Push."

I kept pacing as I tried to get a grip on my nerves. "I see the head!" One of the pediatric nurses called out. I didn't think twice to shove one of the other nurses out of the way to see my baby being born.

I immediately felt tears swell up in my eyes. "Push!" I say. I could see a patch of black hair and with another push her head was almost fully out, and by this time I don't if I was crying happy tears or tears for Britt and how much pain she was in.

With a few more pushes the first baby was out. "She's here!" I cried as the nurses quickly grabbed my baby wrapping her up in a blanket and taking her to a nearby table to be cleaned off. I didn't even have a second to bask in the moment, because baby number two was already on her way.

"You got this baby." I croak out as she pushes with all her might. It didn't take long before I saw another patch of black hair. "You're almost there Britt. I can see her!" I cried.

Brittany let out a shrill scream and out came baby number two. The nurses grabbed her and took her to the table with her sister.

"Congratualtions." The doctor said.

I was quick to walk over to them to see if they were alright. They weren't screaming and crying like most babies. But, they were fine. They weren't crying, but they were kicking and moving a lot. Once I knew they were okay, I hurried back to Brittany's side.

She looked up at me with a tired smile, and I took her hand in mine. "How are they?"

"Perfect" I sob.

Both of our mothers had already left the room to let everyone else know that Brittany had made it safely through the delivery. "Do they look like me or you?" She asked with a hoarse voice.

Before I could answer two nurses were walking towards us with our babies wrapped up in blankets. Each nurse placed a baby in our arms.

As soon as Brittany held one of our daughters she began sobbing happy tears. "O-oh my God, they're s-so beautiful… T-they look just l-like you."

I looked down at my sleeping daughter and smiled.

"They were both six pounds and five ounces." Once of the nurses said.

"Do you have names picked out for them?" The other nurse said as she scribbled away on a piece of paper.

"Her name is Emily Elizabeth Pierce." I said motioning to my daughter in Brittany's arms. "And she is Addison Lily Pierce."

"Beautiful names. " The doctor said. "And congratulations again." With that she walked out of the room with all of the nurses followed except the one who was jotting down Emily and Addison's information.

"Santana, look, Emily is opening her eyes." Brittany squealed still sounding very hoarse. I moved in as close as I could to see our baby girl open her eyes for the first time. Low and behold bright gray eyes could be seen between two eyelids that struggled to stay awake.

"She has eyes like your mom." I looked to Addison to see if she would open her eyes, but that was just wishful thinking. She looked like she wasn't waking up any time soon.

For the next thirty minutes Britt and I just sat there and admired our two beautiful daughters. But, when rest became a necessity our babies were taken and put in the nursery with the other babies in the hospital. I sat with Britt until she drifted off before I happily made my way back into the waiting room where the entire group was.

As soon as they saw me I was literally tackled with hugs and crying women. Well, it was only Quinn crying all the others were just really happy.

"Take me to them. Take me to my nieces." Quinn sobbed, and I couldn't help but role my eyes as I directed everyone down the hall to the big glass window that displayed the nursery.

"I present to you Emily and Addison Pierce." I watched how everyone's face lit, as they placed their hands on the glass.

"How did you two manage to make two of the most beautiful little things I've ever seen?" Puck asked.

"It's a talent." I replied.

"Look, look! Addison is waking up."

I nearly slammed my face into the window trying to see my baby girl. This time a pair of rich hazel eyes searched the room for a couple of seconds before closing again.

"Just like her aunty!" Quinn squealed through the tears.


Motherhood definitely had its challenges, and have twins instead of a single only proved to be that much harder for us first time mothers. Emily and Addison were nothing shy of angels. It just took us a minute to get the hang of things.

Now, five months since the girls were born, Santana and I have come up with a mommy and me routine that is almost perfect.

I looked across the nursery where Santana was picking Emily up from Addison's crib and I took Addison from Emily's crib. We'd accidently put them in the wrong cribs the night before. Hey, no judging I did say an almostperfect routine. Besides Emily and Addison look exactly alike and act in the same manner. We thought that their eyes would be an easy give away as to who's who, but we were wrong.

About two days after bringing them home we noticed that Emily's eyes weren't gray anymore they were blue, and Addison's eyes weren't brown anymore they were a pale green.

That was still easy enough they both still had different colored eyes… It wasn't until about a week back at home did they both wake up with gray eyes. Santana thought it was the coolest thing in the world that our daughters had eyes that could change colors. But, I'd seen it a million times before. They really do have eyes like my mom.


Five years later

"Are you all comfortable." I asked Addison and she nodded. I looked to Emily and quirked and eyebrow. "How about you princess?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good, are you girls ready for a bed time story?" I asked enthused.

"Yay!" They both squealed in unison.

"Did I hear bed time story?" Santana came walking into their room with Shiloh and Andy following close by.

"Why yes you did." Shiloh took his normal spot on Addison's bed while Andy took his place at the foot of Emily's bed.

"Then I came just in time. She pulled two books from behind her back. I have a book about giving a mouse a cookie, and a book about a hungry caterpillar. Which one do you guys want to hear tonight?"

They both looked at each other thinking really hard. While they were thinking, Santana took a seat next to me and placed a kiss on my cheek and I was quick to turn and place a lingering kiss on her lips.

"Ew." Santana and I both turned to see two pairs of blue eyes staring back at us with a look of disgust on their faces.

"You'll understand when you're older." I smiled at the two. It wasn't long before a look of realization washed over Addy's face and she hopped out of her bed and jumped in Emily's bed to whisper something in her ear. Emily's face lit up and she smiled at her sister.

"Hey, no secrets." Santana whined.

"We're not hiding anything, mama." Emily giggled.

"Well then why are you whispering?" I narrowed my eyes at them.

"Well…" Addison said wrapping a finger in her wavy dark hair. "We was just wondering… uh… we wanted to know-"

"Mommy, how did you and mama meet?" Santana and I shared a knowing look and smiled.

"That's a long story." Santana said.

"We have lots of time." Emily through her hands up into the air.

"It'll keep you up past your bedtime." I warned.

"Mom, we're almost teenagers. We can handle it." Addison replied.

"Almost teenagers? When did that happen?"

"It's been five long years, mom." I let out a giggle and turned to Santana.

"Well, go on! Tell me and your 'almost teenage' daughters the story of how we met."

She laughed and got into a more comfortable position. "Okay, well it all started like this…" She retold the story while I listened intently; Emily and Addy had fallen asleep halfway through. It was meant for them, but it was being told to me, and as I sat there and listened to Santana tell her side of how we met I couldn't help but fall in love with her for what seemed to be the millionth time.

Once she was done we shared a kiss without being interrupted by our daughters and made our way out of their room. Santana turned off the light before whispering I love you to them before she turned to me with a sweet smile spread across her face.

She moved in closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck and I snaked my arms possessively around her waist. "I love you." She whispered.

I placed a soft kiss on her shoulder and nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck inhaling her scent. "I love you too."


I had a blast writing this story, and I hope you guys had as much fun reading this as I did writing it. I'm sorry to say there will not be a sequel to this fic. :( I'm leaving for basic training about three months, so I've pretty much decided to take a break from writing. I need to focus more prepping for basic lol. But, don't worry I plan on being back on the writing scene sometime… next year. I know the readers from my other two unfinished stories are probably pissed to hear that. Sorry guys! Well, you can leave one last review if you'd like. It would make me happy!