Epilogue

"San, we need you to be ready in five!" As she stared at herself in the mirror, twenty-four year old Santana Lopez grinned. She had always known she was going to get out of Lima, but she never knew it'd be like this. During her senior year, a record producer had approached her after hearing her sing at Nationals (which they finally won) and said that they wanted to sign her, though they were also interested in Artie. Artie and Santana had become close due to well... Brittany, so neither wanted to have to compete against the other. Artie was actually the one who came up with the idea that they start a group. He and Santana did lead vocals, while Mike, Brittany, and Matt (who had come back during senior year) were mainly the dancers of the group. Brittany sometimes had parts in the songs and she occasionally sang duets with Artie or Santana, but the Latina and the boy were the main singers of their group, which they had chosen to name ND 2.0, after New Directions. They'd already released three albums and were about to start working on their fourth.

To no one's surprise, Rachel attended Julliard in New York. She had starred in an off-Broadway play for a year, did a few guest spots on TV, and then finally landed her big break. She achieved her dream to be cast in a Broadway play, and she'd been starring in that for a little over a year and a half now. She and Santana had had a little trouble when Santana had become famous. Rachel tried to play it cool, but Santana knew she was jealous. But the real issue came when one of the assisstants for ND 2.0 got involved.

FLASHBACK

"Tiny, will you please calm down? You're going to do fine on your monologue." Santana said into her phone. Joyce, an assistant at the record label, walked into the room

"Sanny, I'm just really nervous."

"I know baby. Look, when I get home tonight I'll make you feel better. Your monologue isn't for three days. You'll be perfect. I have to go, though. I love you." Santana said.

"I love you too." Santana hung up.

"Hey Joyce." The other woman smiled.

"Hey Santana. Was that your wife?" Santana nodded.

"She's nervous. She has a big midterm coming up." she said.

"You look stressed." Joyce commented.

"Between the twins, recording, and Rachel's nervous break downs, life is doing that to me." Santana said, laughing. Joyce frowned and sat next to Santana.

"I really admire you. I mean, those aren't even your kids and you helped Rachel throughout the entire thing. Though, your life would be a lot easier if you were alone."

"What do you mean?"

"You wouldn't have any responsibilites and you'd only have to worry about yourself. Nothing to hold you back or tie you down." Santana bit her lip.

"Maybe you're right..." she said softly. Joyce leaned closer and kissed her lightly. Before she knew what she was doing, Santana was kissing back.

"Really, Santana?" Santana pulled away.

"Tiny..." Rachel rolled her eyes and walked out of the room and out of Santana's life. When the Latina got home all traces of her wife and her kids were gone. All of their clothes and belongings were gone. Santana was left with nothing of them.

END FLASHBACK

That was almost two years ago. Santana had tried contacting Rachel, but the diva was blocking her calls. A knock at her door shook her out of her spell. Her best friend entered. "Hey B."

"Hey S. You ready for the show?" Santana nodded.

"You think she'll come?"

"Hard to say... but either way, we're going to have a great show." Brittany said. Santana nodded and the two best friends hugged before going to meet their bandmates. For every concert, Brittany and Santana always wore matching short shorts, matching jackets, matching tennis shoes, and a white tank top, with their hair in high ponytails. Matt, Mike, and Artie always wore jeans, matching jackets, matching tennis shoes, and a white t-shirt. Tonight, Brittany and Santana were wearing neon blue jackets and tennis shoes, while Mike, Artie, and Matt were wearing neon green jackets and tennis shoes. As they heard the beats to their opening number, How Do You Sleep, they ran to get in position. As they sang, Santana looked around for the spot in the front row that she'd requested be left open for Rachel, the twins, and Finn (who had moved to New York to help Rachel out). She almost stopped dancing when she saw something she honestly didn't expect. Rachel. The song ended and Santana tried to catch her breath.

"How's everybody doing tonight?" Artie said. Everyone cheered.

"All right... tonight is a special show. Not only is the final show on our tour, but we're performing very specific songs tonight that we picked out. Let's get this party started!" Santana yelled cheering with the crowd as the opening beats for their song Baby played. As Rachel looked up at her former lover, she raised an eyebrow and looked at the program she'd been given when they arrived.

How Do You Sleep

Baby

U Smile

One Less Lonely Girl

Baby Its You

Somebody To Love

She's No You

Love Me

Never Say Never

Stuck In The Moment

With You

A Year Without Rain

iYiYi

Down

First Dance

Bigger

Over & Over Again

Mad

Round & Round

Body Language

One Time

Naturally

Falling Down

Crush

Eenie Meenie

That Should Be Me

Favorite Girl

"Rachel, are you okay?" Finn asked. Rachel shook her head.

"These are all songs that Santana wrote for me." she said.

"Are you regretting coming?"

"No. TJ and Braylan wanted to see her." she said. As if on cue, eight-year-old Braylan tugged on her hand. "What's up sweetie?"

"Mommy looks pretty." she said, smiling. Rachel smiled at her daughter.

"Yea, she does." Santana made eye contact with the child and grinned. Braylan saw her Latina mother and waved, smiling as Santana winked. Santana had never hid the fact that she was a lesbian from her fans and was surprised to find that they all supported her, which was why she had no problem singing songs about being in love with a girl.

"Did you guys enjoy the show tonight?" Santana yelled. The crowd cheered. "Awesome. Now before we go, I want everyone to wish Ms. Rachel Berry, Broadway star, a happy twenty-fourth birthday!" ND 2.0 launched into happy birthday as Santana pulled Rachel onstage.

"Happy Birthday, Tiny." she whispered in the diva's ear as she led her back to her seat before leaving the stage. "Do you think she'll use the backstage passes?" the Latina asked Brittany.

"I don't think TJ and Braylan will let her forget." the blonde replied.

"Mommy!" two voices said. Santana turned around and grinned.

"Ninos." she whispered as she hugged them. "You being good for your Mama?" They nodded.

"Mama almost wouldn't let us come tonight. She said that you guys were still fighting." TJ said. Santana bit her lip.

"Why are you guys mad still?" Braylan asked.

"Because Mommy messed up. Mama has every right to be mad at me." Santana said softly.

"Kids, why don't we go say hi to Aunt Brittany, Uncle Artie, Uncle Mike, and Uncle Matt?" Finn suggested as he and Rachel walked up. Soon it was just the two former lovers.

"You were great, Santana." Rachel said. The Latina smiled.

"Thanks." They stood in an awkward silence. "Anything going on between you and Finn?" she asked softly. Rachel shook her head.

"I'm single." Santana nodded. "S, did you ever wonder why our divorce was never finalized?"

"Yea, I did. I signed the papers." Santana said. Rachel looked down.

"Why?"

"Because I thought that was what you wanted."

"I still haven't signed them." Rachel whispered. Santana looked over in shock.

"But you filed for divorce. Why wouldn't you sign them?" she asked.

"Because I guess I was hoping you would come up with some grand gesture to get me back or at least fight for me." Rachel said.

"I wanted to give you space. I didn't want to push you to far and ruin things even more." Santana whispered.

"Why did you kiss her?"

"She kissed me."

"But why'd you kiss back?" Rachel asked, looking broken hearted. Santana looked away.

"I don't know. I regret every second of it. I love you, Tiny." she said. Rachel cupped her cheek and Santana trapped her hand there. "You still wear your ring?" Rachel nodded.

"Both of them." Santana smiled.

"So do I." she said.

"I still love you, Sanny. I tried to stop, but I couldn't. I'm in love with you." Rachel said softly as she wiped a tear off of Santana's face. The Latina kissed her softly. "Can we be in love again? Can we forget everything that happened?" Rachel asked. Santana smiled.

"Absolutely. I don't want to miss another moment of your life or the kids' lives. I want to be there for you no matter what." Santana said. Rachel smiled.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too." Santana whispered, kissing her love.