So this is it... I can't even begin to thank all you guys for your awesome support. This started as just a dabble, a way to deal with the rubbish that was Glee at the time. I almost lost faith, but you guys kept me going. I mean over a 100 followers, that's just... I don't even know what to say.

I'd decided that this would be my last glee fic, but you never know... I may just come back with another. :D

SO for now... Thank you, goodbye and good luck!

Disclaimer: I don't own glee.

EPILOGUE

It was an evening like any other but yet it was not. It was beautiful, magical even. The young Latina sat looking out her window at the ocean, listening to the crash of the waves and the calling of the gulls. Her stylist for the evening knocked and then entered with a warm smile. "Shall we?" he asked with a wink and sat her down in front of the mirror. "Thanks for doing this Kurt" she whispered as she smiled at her eyes met his in the mirror. Kurt was not just a stylist, he was her friend. He smiled back and then proceeded to work on her hair, humming and chattering about nothing, and Santana felt warmth squeeze at her heart. When she was ready, and after Kurt had oohed and aahed at her every turn, praising his marvelous sense of fashion, she reached forward and kissed him on the cheek. "See you there" she whispered, leaving Kurt to get ready for Blaine.

She walked into the living room her eyes searching everywhere, settling on Will who had on the biggest, proudest smile yet. He was excited as usual and overly enthusiastic, but that didn't bother her. "You look beautiful Santana" he said sincerely and the warm feeling in her chest grew bigger. She smiled her dimpled smile and thanked him, her eyes still searching, searching for her. She finally walked in, in a cloud of perfume and sunshine and everything that made Brittany who she was. She walked right up to Santana and took her in, her head slightly tilted, her eyes the clearest blue. Santana felt her heart stop, she waited...waited for the only approval that mattered. Her heart started again when Brittany moved closer and held her close, "You look so gorgeous sweetheart" she whispered sweetly. Santana smiled in thanks, her heart starting to thunder when Brittany moved closer and whispered hotly in her ear, "I'm going to enjoy messing up that perfect image when I fuck you senseless tonight". She never thinks she'll get used to how Brittany can just switch modes from nice to naughty in the blink of an eye. Will cleared his throat as he held open the door, "Ladies..." he said, his eyes twinkling.

She held Brittany's hand the entire way there, their fingers entangled, fitting in the most perfect way like only their fingers could, and Santana felt the warmth in her chest expand even more. They pulled up at the venue and stepped into the pandemonium and chaos of cameras flashing and people with microphones vying for attention. Though they didn't hold hands all the time, Brittany made sure that she was touching Santana in some way, be it a brush against her elbow, or a hand at the small of her back. Every gesture reassured her that she was there and Santana loved the flutter that accompanied the warm feeling in her chest that was still building, like an orchestra playing a symphony. They posed for picture, many of them together with Brittany showing off her ring, the cameramen shouting praises and congratulations and the fans lining the red carpet echoing them. It made Santana feel... special, wanted.

Inside they sat with Will, Mercedes and Shelby, laughing along to the jokes, especially one targeted at Santana's outburst at the Grammy's the last time she was there. Santana didn't care though, she could feel Brittany at her side, their fingers entwined again and she felt...content. The warm feeling in her chest still building, still filling her insides. When they came to her category and her name was announced as the winner she froze, Brittany pulling her into a kiss and whispering "You did it baby" waking her up, making her realize that she'd won. She graciously hugged Mercedes, Shelby and Will making her way up to the stage and accepting her trophy. Her eyes scanned the crowd until they locked with familiar blue, grounding her, slowing down her racing heart. "I wasn't sure they'd even give me a Grammy after what I did the last time I was here" she quipped as a chuckle ran across the hall. Her eyes locked on blue eyes again, "But that being said, this is one of the greatest moments of my life. I know my journey is just beginning and I am so glad I get to share it with you guys, Shelby, Mercedes, Kurt and Quinn. Will for being so much more than a manager, for being there for the entire rollercoaster ride. Thank you to my fans, you guys are what makes it worthwhile. And I save the best for last, Brittany Pierce, thank you for being the biggest, bestest most beautiful part of my life. This is for you babe" she says raising the trophy above her head as the applause thunders across the hall. Santana smiled so wide it actually hurt her face and for a second everything froze. She briefly took in most of the audience on their feet clapping, Will, Shelby and Mercedes with their proud smiles, but most of all her fiancé Brittany, tears running down her face, her entire body humming with pride and love. The warm feeling in her chest reached a crescendo, filling her up so it was almost impossible to breathe. In that moment Santana knew exactly what she felt...Complete!

The end.