A/N – Here we go, last chapter! Thanks again to everyone who has followed this story, every review/alert/favourite means the world to me, I love knowing people are reading and hopefully enjoying my PezBerry efforts.

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As Santana watched the last of the streetlights flicker on she wondered how the weekend had passed by so quickly. It only seemed like hours ago that she and Rachel had been sat in the Lima Bean facing off with Finn and now they were about to go downstairs to face Hiram and Leroy. Taking a deep breath she wiped her sweaty palms across her jeans and attempted to hide her nerves from her girlfriend, she knew Rachel would see straight though her façade but she hoped the false-confidence would at least give her some sense of calm.

"You look like you're about to be sick." Rachel said with a sympathetic smile as she crossed the room to stand behind her girlfriend as she stared out the window.

Santana chuckled as she felt the singer's arms slip around her waist and Rachel nuzzled against her back, "If I am, does that mean we don't have to do this?"

Rachel sighed as she let go, "You don't want my Dads to know about us?"

Spinning round the Latina shook her head as she wrapped her own arms around the smaller girls neck, "Of course I do. I just…"

"You what?"

"I'm scared, okay?" Santana breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as she inhaled Rachel's perfume.

Rachel frowned as she watched her girlfriend closely, she could see the tension written on the other girls face; the way her eyebrows were knitted together and her lips were pulled together in a tight line. When the Latina's eyes opened again Rachel could see the worry lingering below the surface and with a whisper she asked softly, "What are you scared of?"

"That…that they'll think I, I don't know…tainted you or whatever?" Santana sighed, cursing her inability to vocalise her feelings.

"Tainted me?" Rachel repeated, her mind rapidly trying to decipher her girlfriends words. She knew Santana was uncomfortable talking about whatever it was she was afraid of but she was also proud they had gotten to a point were Santana was willing to try and talk about it. Only a little while ago the Latina would have simply shrugged it off and refused to answer any questions. As the singer racked her brains something struck her, "You don't think my Dads are going to think you turned me gay do you?"

Santana didn't get a chance to answer before Rachel continued, the diva hurrying to calm what she thought her girlfriend was worried about, "Sweetie, they aren't going to think that-"

"That's not it." Santana interrupted, stopping Rachel before she began one of her trademark speeches, "I know they aren't going to think I turned you gay but what if they think I'm not good enough for you."

"San…" Rachel tried only to be cut off again.

"No, I'll not being stupid about this Ray. Look at me, I'm kind of trashy." Santana mumbled as she pulled back to gesture derisively at herself, "You're Dads want the best for you and I know they like me but I don't think they'll agree I'm good enough for you to date and I-I can't hear that from them. I just can't."

Rachel stepped forward, one arm around the other girl as she placed the other against the Latina's cheek, "My Dads want the best for me, they want me to be happy."

Santana nodded, her head resting against Rachel's hand as the smaller girls stoked her thumb against soft skin.

"I know that my Dads will support us. I know because they see how happy I am with you, how happy we are together." Rachel whispered, her body sheltering against her girlfriends taller frame, "Do you know what they said to me before they left the other day?"

Santana shook her head as she looked down at the smaller girl.

"They said I'm different when I'm around you." Rachel replied, raising an eyebrow as Santana tried to interrupt, "They said, I'm calmer…happier. You make me a better person Santana and everyone can see it."

Santana gaped at the words, no-one had ever even thought of her as being a good influence on anyone.

"And I swear to god, that if you ever even think of yourself as being 'trashy' again I will…as you like to say, end you." Rachel continued a comforting smile on her face as she gazed at her girlfriend. She knew Santana wasn't going to have the easiest of times getting over her negative view of herself but Rachel did know she would be there every step of the way, "You are a lot of things Santana; loyal, intelligent, talented and fiercely protective and believe me when I say those are all the things my Dads see in you too. You are an incredible person, my incredible person, and I want everyone to know it."

"I love you." Santana breathed, her words tumbling out of their own accord as she pulled Rachel tightly against her.

"And I love you too." Rachel smiled as she kissed the tip of the Latina's nose, giggling as she did so. "Now let's go down there before my Dad starts another one of his sci-fi marathons and we can't tear him away."

Santana nodded firmly, her nerves easing as she allowed Rachel to tug her out of the bedroom and downstairs. She could hear the vague sounds of the news playing from the television and as they entered the lounge they saw Hiram and Leroy casually sitting together as they watched. It struck Santana in that moment, that she loved the comfortable domesticity of the Berry's world – dinner's together and evenings as a family – something that had been missing for most of her life but something she hoped would become common place now she had Rachel.

"Dad, Daddy? Can we talk to you for a moment?" Rachel asked as she and Santana moved to stand by the television.

"Of course pumpkin." Hiram replied, clicking the television off with the remote and turning his full focus to the two girls. Leroy offered a smile as his eyes flicked between the two brunettes.

Rachel nodded, and with the confidence of a well-prepared speaker she launched into the announcement, "Santana has been staying here for a while now and she and I have become very close. It hasn't always been the easiest of times but we have formed a strong bond and-"

"If you are trying to tell us that you and Santana are dating, do you think you could do it before the news at ten?" Leroy quipped with a big smile as his husband chuckled.

"What?" Rachel and Santana shouted in unison as they cast confused glances between themselves.

"Sweetie, it's pretty obvious." Hiram said.

Rachel tilted her head as she tried to think of anything she, or they, had done in the past few days.

Leroy shook his head at his daughter's confusion, "Number one: You have both been smiling like crazy people since we got back."

"Number two." Hiram picked up, enjoying the game, "Santana got up at six to make you breakfast in bed and after a summer of living with her it's fair to say that Santana enjoys neither getting up early or cooking."

Santana had to laugh at that, she had attempted to make dinner for the Berry's on a regular basis but after her first attempt resulted in a near-miss fire she had resorted to anything that did not involve heat. However she had made an exception for Rachel the past Saturday when the diva had mentioned how busy her day was going to be.

"Number three and this is probably the one that cemented it for us." Leroy said, his face lighting up as he revealed, "We know Santana has been staying in your room Rachel, I came in to return your ipod-"

"I wondered where that was." Rachel murmured.

"And I saw you both huddled up together, much closer than friends would normally be." Leroy continued a blush on his cheeks as he turned to Santana, "It's kind of cute you let Rachel be the big spoon considering she's so little."

"We take it in turns." Santana revealed before she could stop, her cheeks flushing red as she heard herself.

"Good to know." Hiram joked.

"So, wait…you guys don't mind?" Rachel asked, her own cheeks tinged pink at the revelation her fathers had caught her and Santana sleeping.

Both men shook they heads, "Of course not. As long as you are with someone who makes you happy then we are happy, and I think it's fair to say that you two are perfect together."

Rachel smiled as she gently nudged her girlfriend and whispered, "Told you so."

Santana rolled her eyes but gave the smaller girl a smile.

Turning back to her fathers the singer added, "And…you don't mind that we may or maybe not have been sharing a bed?"

Hiram bit his lip as he thought about his answer, "Well your father and I would have preferred to know about you two officially before you started sleeping in the same room."

"Sorry." The two girls replied with guilty smiles.

"But I suppose as long as we can agree there will be no…funny business while your Dad and I are in the house then there's no problem." Leroy said.

"Dad!" Rachel screeched, her face bright red as she looked anywhere except at her fathers.

"I'm just saying." Leroy grinned, "Your walls may be soundproof but that doesn't mean-"

"Okay dad, we get…stop." Rachel whined, hold her hands to her ears to try and drown out the words and stem her embarrassment. "Seriously, stop."

"Give her a break." Hiram interrupted, thoroughly amused at the exchange.

Leroy shrugged as he held up his hands, "Okay, okay…but seriously, we're happy for you. Both of you."

"Thanks." Rachel beamed as she bounced over to the couch to draw her Dads into a hug, with her arms wrapped around both of them she managed to swivel her head enough to look at Santana with a huge smile, before she could say anything though Leroy had snuck out of her embrace and made his way over to the Latina.

Wrapping his big arms around Santana he smiled as she return the hug, dropping his voice so the two on the couch couldn't hear he whispered, "I guess you found your girl after all, huh?"

"I guess I did." Santana smiled as she remembered her declaration to Leroy in the kitchen, I hope I can have that someday, meet a girl who actually loves me back and have a real family. The Latina felt her heart beat faster at the thought, not only had she found someone to love and love her back but she felt that here, with the Berry's, she had a second chance at a family.

"This is cause for a celebration." Hiram said suddenly as he detangled himself Rachel and popped up from the couch. Shuffling out of the room the other three exchanged baffled looks as they waited for him to reappear. It took a few minutes but the smaller of the two Berry men re-entered the room with a glowing smile as he gestured to his family. "One copy of The Wizard of Oz, the traditional Berry film of choice, one pack of vegan-friendly popcorn is sitting happily in the microwave as I speak and of course….vegan-friendly, lactose-intolerant tolerable hot chocolate is prepped and ready to go!"

Leroy and Rachel clapped their hands together happily while Santana shot the man a bemused look, she loved the little traditions the family had and she loved that they included her and made her feel as though she had always been there.

Only a few minutes later the movie was playing and Leroy and Hiram were sat side by side on the couch as they sipped their hot chocolate while Rachel was sat on Santana's lap as they shared one of the big armchairs. Santana sighed happily as she grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl sitting in her girlfriends lap and enjoyed the feeling of Rachel snuggling against her. She couldn't believe how different her life was now; she had gone from lonely nights at home worrying that over when her Dad would turn up to spending the evening watching DVD's with her Rachel and her Dads and knowing they would inevitably end up sing-a-long to every song that came along.

"You okay?" Rachel whispered as she lifted her head from Santana's shoulder.

Santana smiled as she reached out to tuck a stray piece of hair behind her girlfriend's ear, "I'm more than okay."

Rachel sighed, as she placed a delicate kiss against Santana's temple, "I love you."

"I love you too."