Four Years Later…

Rachel was hurrying down the hallway frantically searching for her keys. She'd rifled through every drawer she'd come across but they were nowhere to be found. It was a very important day for her and she would be late if she didn't find those damn things. "Babe, have you seen my keys? I can't find them anywhere!"

Rachel turned the corner to the kitchen to see Santana dancing around holding a giggling Charlotte. Rachel smiled at the scene and almost forgot what she'd been doing, until she saw her keys hanging from the little girl's hand.

Santana suddenly spun to a stop in front of Rachel and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. "Found em."

Rachel smiled and gently extracted the key's from the death grip they were held in. "Be a good girl for mama, okay Charlie? I love you baby." Rachel placed a soft kiss to the top of the little girl's head.

"Don't worry Rach, I gots this. We'll be there tonight, I promise. I wouldn't miss this for the world." Santana said as she followed her girlfriend to the door.

Rachel turned around and kissed Santana. "I love you, San."

"I love you too babe." San replied and smacked the brunette on the ass as she began retreating out of the apartment.

A few hours later Santana was pacing the floor of Rachel's dressing room. A few months before there had been an open call for Funny Girl and Rachel had been the first to sign up. In Santana's opinion she'd been the most obvious choice for Fanny and the director had obviously thought the same thing.

It was her opening night and Santana had retreated to Rachel's dressing room the moment the curtain was drawn but the cast was most likely taking their bows. Rachel didn't know it yet but it was more than just opening night. It was going to be a night to remember.

Santana quickly straightened her tight red dress in the mirror before kneeling down in front of Charlie. "Okay sweetheart, do you remember the plan? When mommy comes in we're going to give her the flowers, alright?"

Santana sighed in relief when Charlie nodded enthusiastically and clutched the bouquet of roses tighter. She was insanely nervous. She wasn't really sure why though. They'd been together for four years, ever since Finn fucking Hudson knocked her up, and had been inseparable since. She had no doubt in the world that Rachel loved her but would she want to marry her? Santana wrapped and arm around the little girl and stayed on one knee. Rachel would be bursting through the door any minute.

A couple of minutes later Rachel burst through the door in her typical dramatic fashion. She had a beaming smile on her face and was already carrying a few flowers. Santana watched as she closed the door and set the flowers down. "Hey. Did you enjoy the show?"

Santana smiled back at her. "Of course we did. We brought you flowers." At that Charlotte held out the bouquet in her tiny hands.

Rachel beamed at the two girls and took the flowers excitedly. When Santana saw her reach for the card she gently eased open the ring box and read aloud what was on the card. "Will you marry me?"

Rachel's eyes shot up and Santana could see the tears glistening in her eyes. It only fueled her nervousness though, did she not like it?

"Oh San, of course I will." Rachel whispered and Santana happily slipped the ring onto her finger.

Rachel engulfed her fiancé and her baby girl in a fierce hug. "I love you two so much."

Okay guys, here's your epilogue. I hope you enjoyed it!