Superman

Summary: Santana and Brittany are happily married and have a beautiful three year old daughter together, only problem is, Santana has been deployed in the Middle East. With both women struggling to keep their emotions intact, will the struggle become too much for both of them or will they make it through the hardships, in time for Santana to come home; whenever that is.

Disclaimer: Do not own show, story idea, or characters. Just the writing.

Epilogue

It's been six months since Santana entered rehab. Six months since she discovered one of her best friend's died in combat. Six months since she tried to end her life. Now Santana sat clad in a tight fitted dress, much like the green one she wore in New York for Nationals in a comfy white chair while Mark sat across from her with a warm smile across his face.

"So Santana, last session, how do you feel?" He asked her while her file laid perfectly on his lap. She looked down in thought then began to smile and began to nod like she was talking to herself.

"I feel…amazing," she stuttered unable to find a better word. She lost that anger and resentment towards her past and to herself. She still grieved for the loss of Alex, but she knew that her death wasn't something that defined her. She wouldn't say she was completely cured, but she definitely felt that she was well enough to return home to her family.

"I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I truly feel like I'm getting myself back," she told him truthfully making him smile wider, writing down some notes.

"How is your intimacy levels? Do you feel like you can be touched without being scared?" He asked curiously. Overtime, Mark and Santana got down in depth to every root of her problems. From the past when she was prisoner of war to when she got home and she couldn't seem to feel comfortable being intimate with her wife; nothing became off limits during their sessions and that's what Santana needed. She needed someone to be willing to get into the root of every problem, no matter how angry she was.

"I don't know. I guess, I'll find out when I leave," she uttered, looking down at her hands that were placed neatly in her lap.

He nodded then got up and made his way around the chair, towards the door to open it. She could faintly hear him say something, then usher in someone. She turned around and saw Brittany walking in with a big toothy grin, causing Santana to lift herself up instantly walking over to her wife and hugging her tightly.

"Please Brittany take a seat," he instructs her as Santana grabs her hand and leads her to the chair next to hers, which she gladly takes. "So how does she look?" He asked her with a smile, causing Brittany to look over in Santana's direction with adoration.

She couldn't shake the smile from her lips. "She looks beautiful like always, but now she looks like she has so much life in her face and that's the most breath taking part about her," she stated, looking at Santana the whole time, causing the woman to blush slightly, adverting her eyes to hide it.

"I agree she looks a lot better. Smiling and definitely not hurting anymore. Santana allowed me to bring you in here, so I can discuss with you where her treatment stands. Basically, we got down to the nitty gritty of every problem she was facing, even down to the intimacy part," he began to explain, causing her to turn a shade of deep red, making him laugh slightly.

"Do not worry, we didn't get in grave detail about all that you two do. I just mean how she felt uncomfortable being touched in a sexual way. Now we don't know if that's changed, so either it hasn't changed or she will grow to become more comfortable, but that's not the main details we've spoken about," he added, waving his hand away at the end, stopping for a beat to continue only seconds later.

"Basically, we've talked about her feelings about being held captive, her other time spent in Iraq, her good friend's death and all of that building up to her suicide attempt. After she made the attempt and was released back into my custody, we upped the sessions to four a week, which is why she's done being treated in my care. To be honest, do I think she's completely healed? No because sometimes these wounds do not heal, but do I think she'll let it define her anymore? Absolutely not. I think she's capable of walking down the streets of your hometown, looking around at the passers like it never happened and for that, that's why I'm releasing her today. She's come a long way in these last six months and it was needed," he went in depth to Brittany as she sat there listening as intently as possible. She finally looked over at Santana, who immediately looked in Brittany's direction returning the same gaze; Brittany got her old Santana back and she missed her desperately.

"So if you're packed and ready, I'd like to send you on your way," he says, getting up as the two women follow in suit. He shook Brittany's hand as Santana brought him into a hug, thanking him from the bottom of her heart. She even promised to call him on a little update on how her life is doing at home.

Sx

Bx

Santana and Brittany were on their way home, hand in hand in the car, when Santana pulled over on the side of the road, confusing Brittany. Santana got out of the car, which confused Brittany even more. She soon followed in suit, afraid that Santana was going to hurt herself or something. Santana slowly made her way through a gate across the way as Brittany ran to catch up to her, which she couldn't believe she had to run after her since Santana was the one in the tight dress; secretly Brittany had a little something in store for her later on that night; she just hoped she wouldn't reject it.

"Santana! Where are we going?" She yelled as Santana stopped in front of a headstone, causing Brittany to come to the realization that they were in a cemetery. Brittany got closer and saw the engraved letters on the stone.

Alexandria Carmen Ramirez

Loving Wife, Mother, Daughter and Friend

3-14-91 - 7-8-21

Santana kneeled down with a little bit of difficulty as Brittany stood a little bit away from her, watching her pay her respects. Santana touched the stone, tracing the letters with her fingertips as tears slowly welled up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry I took so long, but I imagine you'd understand my reason; you were always pretty understanding," she said softly, looking down at the ground for a moment. "I'm done though, but I'm sure you knew that. I'm positive you were one of the people that kept me going through this process and I can't thank you enough for it. Trust me, it was hard and I know you're probably the one who negotiated with the big guy up there to keep me here, I suppose I should thank you for that too, but I know you'd say it just wasn't my time, so maybe that's true too," she continued, wiping her tears away with one of her fingers.

"I met your husband. He came to see me like you asked him to. He's a really nice guy, you were very lucky to have him, but I think he believes he was the lucky one. He clearly adores you and what's not to adore about you? You clearly are the most fearless woman I've ever met, next to Brittany of course. You have a lot of balls Ramirez," she said laughing slightly at the end.

"Anyway, I'll miss you and keep looking down on us because I can never get enough of your wisdom. I love you and I'll come see you again soon," she ended, getting up off her knees and placing her hand to her lips kissing it gently then resting it on the stone, before turning around to meet up with Brittany, who immediately kissed her, placing both hands on the shorter woman's cheeks.

"I love you," Brittany whispered into Santana's lips, making her smile brightly.

"I love you too," she replied softly, lacing her hand with hers. "Let's get home," she added as they walked out of the cemetery.

Sx

Bx

Brittany kissed down Santana's neck, sucking on it gently while she caressed her sides, letting a throaty groan escape the woman below her. Santana's lips were now puffy after Brittany insulted them with her own. Santana desperately wanted to touch her wife from head to toe, but Brittany swore that she wouldn't let her; that this time it was about Santana.

Brittany lifted the hem of Santana's shirt over her head and threw it to the side, her lips finding their way back to hers, kissing her as passionately as possible; like it was the first time all over again and in a way it was. Like this, they were having a new beginning.

Brittany connected her hands to Santana's breasts, causing Santana to arch her back at the touch. She somehow forgotten what it felt like to have Brittany do things to her and actually enjoy them. She moaned out grabbing her headboard as Brittany lowered her lips down, trailing her tongue over her nipples, letting a hiss escape Santana's lips. She wanted more and she was thankful for that; she actually wanted more.

Brittany began sucking on Santana's left nipple, slowly lowering her hand to the waistband of her shorts in the dark room. The rest of the house was quiet since Maya was staying at Quinn and Rachel's for the night.

Brittany slid her hand into Santana's shorts, trailing her fingertips over the now wet hot area, causing Santana to groan out in anticipation. Brittany smiled into Santana's chest, placing light feathery kisses down her wife's body, lowering under the covers. She slid her fingers into the waistband and began pulling off the fabric as her panties followed.

She gently blew over the lips causing Santana to yelp and hit her head on the headboard, causing Brittany to pull the covers off her head and show Santana rubbing her head.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to her laughing slightly, getting ready to slide back up next to her, only to be stopped.

"No, no it's fine. You just surprised me, keep going," she assured the blonde, who just nodded, wanting to continue as much as Santana did. She left the comforter off her as she dipped her lips down to Santana's center, kissing the sensitive area and just like that Santana's minor injury slowly faded away as if it never happened as Santana let out a hitched breath.

"Britt please," she groaned impatiently as Brittany listened, flicking her tongue against the nub, then teasing it as Santana reacted by bucking her hips into her face. Brittany then added her fingers into Santana, thrusting them deep into her, but slowly; not wanting this moment to end.

Brittany continued this pace until Santana only begged her to go faster as she switched it up for her wife to receive the pleasure she long deserved. Santana moaned loudly as she got closer and closer.

Brittany used her thumb to rub her clit as her tongue thrust into her, setting her soon over the edge and Brittany knew she was close by the way her walls were contracting.

"I love you, I love you Britt, I love you so much," she moaned out repeatedly and fast as she released, allowing Brittany to get the gratification she longed for all this time. She is finally tasting the sweetness that is her wife again and she wasn't allowing any of it to go to waste.

Brittany slid up and laid next to Santana, who was still coming down as Brittany laid there placing light kisses on her shoulder and collarbone, either she thought it would help or because she just couldn't stop kissing her; or it was possibly both of those reasons mixed into one.

Santana finally made the attempt and opened her eyes, looking at Brittany who smiled at her instantly which she gladly returned. Santana placed a light, but lingering kiss upon Brittany's lips, then pulled away.

"I missed you so much," Santana whispered to her, causing Brittany to give her that cute confused look.

"I didn't go anywhere," she told her with the confusion mixed into her voice. Santana laughed slightly, caressing her cheek.

"I mean I missed being intimate with you. I missed having a life with you. I just missed you," she explained her words, then slid on top of her wife, straddling her waist as Brittany held her by the hips. "And I've been doing a lot of thinking. This whole experience has been about me trying to figure myself out and deal with my issues and you've been so patient. I don't deserve you, but somehow you stayed. I look at this like it's a new beginning for us, so I think that it's only right to make this feel like a new beginning," she elaborated as Brittany continued to look up at her, now rubbing circles up and down her back, letting chills crawl up Santana's spine.

"I love you Britt Britt and I want to marry you," Santana finally proposed, making Brittany smile warmly at her.

"Honey, we're already married," Brittany stated laughing slightly, making Santana laugh as well, but look down in thought, capturing her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Yeah I know, but I mean I want to marry you again. In front of everyone, our friends and family and Maya," she told her, making Brittany continue to smile at her with complete adoration, slowly nodding.

"Okay, I'll marry you…again," she replied, attaching a laugh to the word again. "What else would you like?" She asked her as Santana leaned down placing her chin on her hands, which rested upon Brittany's chest.

She licked her lips and smiled to herself. "I think we should have another baby in the near future. Not now because I feel that it'd be too soon even though Maya is almost five, but I mean with me just getting out, I want to see how well I do at home before we take that step. I just feel we should give her a little brother or sister at some point. I always wanted more and I'm not going to be leaving, so I'll get to see my babies grow up to be big and strong like their Momma," she confessed, pecking Brittany's lips who giggled, but only to disagree with the last part.

"I think you're the big strong one. I want to see them grow up to be big and strong like their Mommy. You've come so far and I just feel like we've gone through so many crazy obstacles together since day one and I'll go through many more with you if I have to. I'm just not willing to give up on my soul mate and yes, I said it. You're my soul mate Santana, you always have been and you always will be," she equally confessed to Santana, who's eyes sparkled in the night. She leaned in and kissed Brittany passionately for a long moment before pulling away and whispering.

"And the songbirds keep singing, like they know the score and I love you, I love you, I love you, like never before,"

Sx

Bx

3 months later.

So Santana has been home for the last three months and needless to say things couldn't be better and today things were about to get even greater because today Brittany and Santana were going to renew their vows in front of everyone they loved. They waited a little while, so Santana could get comfortable with the idea of being at home, but it was like nothing ever happened. Brittany at first thought it was a little strange, but then she remembered that Mark stated that the point was for her to be able to function throughout her days and not dwell on the past and that's exactly what happened; she hasn't dwelled.

Santana was dressed in a simple white dress; she wasn't exactly pure anymore, but they agreed to wear white for the occasion because neither was Brittany. She was checking herself out in the mirror, turning and spinning in different directions when there was a knock on the door and with a come in, the door opened to show Skylar.

Santana lit up, spotting her through the mirror, finally turning around and walking over to hug her.

"You look absolutely beautiful Santana," she complimented, making Santana smile brightly.

"Thank you. I don't really know why I'm so nervous though. I mean we're already married," she says shuffling around the room, making Skylar smile as her eyes followed her movements.

"You're doing it in front of more people for one and because this is to signify your new beginning and you have no idea how proud I am of you," she confessed, taking a seat on one of the chairs as Santana sat down on the one across from her.

"Thank you. I'm proud of you as well, I mean you're out of rehab too, so that's amazing," she truthfully stated, patting her leg gently, making her laugh slightly.

"Yeah you have know idea how glad I am to be home with my girlfriend and Braden," she breathed out looking down at a random space on the floor, even though she knew that Santana knew exactly how she felt since she was in the same boat six months ago.

"I expect play dates between Maya and Braden. Maybe one day they'll even date," Skylar joked, making Santana laugh.

"I doubt it. She seems to have her little eyes on a certain blonde," Santana replied, referring to Grace, making Skylar smirk and shake her head.

"I see it runs in the family," she retorted back, making Santana scoff, but giggle on the inside. "Anyway, let's get you remarried," Skylar added as they both got up. Santana checked herself over one more time in the mirror before taking a deep breath, grabbing her flowers and making her way out to her wife.

Sx

Bx

The wedding went off without a smash and no objections, which Santana considered a job well done, even though she knew that Puckerman desperately wanted to ruin it with one, but she begged him not to. Now it was reception time and everyone was scattered around dancing and chatting about different things.

Brittany and Santana were on the dance floor, doing a slow dance, just enjoying the moments they're creating, stealing small kisses here and there until a fast song comes on and they pull away.

"Babe I'm going to go talk to your parents," Brittany says confusing Santana because Brittany hardly ever spoke to them; well Santana hardly spoke to them. Brittany tries to reach out and they reach back, just not as hard and Santana just likes to avoid them like the plague. It wasn't that she disliked her parents and that they hated that she was a lesbian and married to Brittany because if that was the case they wouldn't have showed up for the wedding; she just didn't have a very healthy relationship with them. Brittany always wanted her to repatch things with them and maybe since they're all about new beginnings she should, but not right now.

Right now, she had her eye on someone else she'd rather spend time with. She walked around the dancing people until finally scooping the little girl up in a fits of giggles, tickling her.

"Mommy," she whines between her laughs and hard breathing.

"You going to dance with me Shrimp?" She asked her with a big grin, placing her down on the floor and holding her hand out like a Prince and taking a bow, making Maya giggle even more, but she nodded and did a little curtsy and grabbed her hand as they began swaying back and forth to the music.

Regardless of how fast it was they were having fun and Santana was spending time with her daughter, so what could possibly be better than that? What else did the world have in store for her? She wasn't sure, but what she did know was nothing was going to take her away from what was important.

Sx

Bx

"No Mommy!" Maya yelled at the television as Santana sat next to her with a controller in hand as did Maya. They were playing some racing game that Santana forgot the name of. They've been at this for a little over a half hour and Santana was winning every time, regardless of how easy she was going on the poor six year old. Yes Maya was now six, which means it's been a little over a year since Santana's been home from rehab and things were still going well. Their new beginning was only growing, literally.

The front door opened and Brittany filed into the house with grocery bags, placing them on the counter with a huff.

"Oh God, you two are still at that? You've been playing since I left," she stated, walking over to the couch, leaning down and pecking Santana's lips, then sitting down on the couch arm.

"I almost got her Momma!" Maya yelled in excitement as their cars turned the corner, not daring to advert her eyes in her mother's direction. After a moment, their cars went through another lap and the finish line was in sight and it was nearly neck and neck when suddenly Santana's car got tipped and spun, causing her to gasp.

"Hey! You cheater!" She yelled jokingly as Maya's car ran through the finish line, causing the little girl to jump up and do a happy dance that she won, causing Brittany to giggle as Santana pouted. "Stop being such a sore winner," she mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest, causing Brittany to lean down and kiss the top of her head.

"Well stop being such a sore loser love," she whispered into her ear, only to earn a sigh from Santana, who placed the control down as Brittany got up from the arm to go put the food away.

"Hey do you need help?" Santana asked over her shoulder already making her way off the couch, with much difficulty. Brittany turned around to see Santana waddling over to her like a penguin, making Brittany laugh slightly. "What?" She asked her wife, only to have Brittany shake her head and walk over to her and rub her stomach.

"You just look so uncomfortable. I can put everything away, just sit on the couch and rest. I got it," she tells her, placing another light kiss on her lips, only to have Santana sigh heavily.

"When does this thing come out again?" Santana asked jokingly, poking her hard stomach as she received a smirk from Brittany as she placed milk into the refrigerator.

"That thing is our son Santana and he comes in a month. He's going to be a little heartbreaker like his Mommy," she commented as Santana smiled and laughed slightly in her direction.

"You mean like his Momma because last I checked I didn't break hearts," she commented, causing Brittany to laugh out loud like it was a joke only to earn a look of confusion from Santana.

"Please you use to break hearts in high school," she retorted, putting away some fruit in the drawer as Santana leaned her elbows on the counter.

"You broke some too," Santana mumbled. "So maybe he'll just be a heartbreaker because we both were," she added as Maya ran into the kitchen, overhearing the conversation.

"Am I a heartbreaker?" She asked her parents, causing Santana to look down at her blinking and pursing her lips out.

"No," she said simply, turning away causing Maya to pout her lips as Brittany looked at the scene with a small smirk. Santana finally turned back at Maya who was still pouting. "I'm kidding of course you are. Only the biggest," she told her, leaning down kissing the top of her head; again with much difficulty.

After leaning back up with a huff, she poked her stomach again. "You better come out at least two weeks earlier or something," she spoke to her stomach, only to earn a few kicks in the ribs, causing her to wince. "Hey now! That's not very nice," she added basically yelling at her stomach as he continued to kick her. Brittany ended up walking over to her, placing her hands on her stomach and rubbing it gently, feeling the kicks for a few moments. They felt incredibly weird, but they soon subsided.

"How do you always do that?" Santana asked looking right into her wife's eyes, who just smiled warmly at her.

"Well first off, I don't poke him and second all he needs his "Daddy's" touch," she commented, kissing her warmly again then pulling away, earning a gross expression from Maya, which went unnoticed by them.

"He really is my kid. I didn't like to be poked either," Santana stated making Brittany laugh and agree. Santana hated being annoyed in general as a kid. That's how she kept getting angry and starting fights; she was too easily annoyed.

"Poke. Poke. Poke. Poke," Maya's voice rang in to their ears as she poked Santana's side, only to look at her with that hard look, causing Maya to giggle. She knew her Mommy wouldn't do anything to her; she just wanted to annoy her. Santana on the other hand would've chased her around the house for doing that, but since she's eight months pregnant that would be impossible to do, so she just ignored it.

"Maya go wash up we're about to start making dinner and I want you to help," Brittany told her, causing Maya to nod and run into the bathroom. "As for you, I want you to sit your booty on the couch and I'll call you in here when it's ready," she instructed to Santana, who pouted. She hated being immobile, but she knew it will be worth it in the end. She'll have everything she wanted and what could be better than that?

No doubt she wanted more in her life, but for now their new beginning is only just like it states…beginning. She couldn't wait for what else was in store for her and her family. The wait would be worth it and for that, she was willing to be patient. For her family and their happiness.

Fin.

Author's Note: So this is the end and I wanted to end it where everyone will be happy. Don't be fooled that just because they're not fighting and Santana isn't going completely mad that everything is absolutely perfect. I think that if you want to infer it, they're in the mindset that everything is falling into place and they know that everything is going to be okay and it shows because they're happy...if that makes sense at all. Anyway, thank you to everyone who has reviewed and stuck by reading and reviewing and just simply checking with the updates. I've realized I wrote this in a way that was so sudden and all over the place, but I want to let you know my next stories will not be like that. I promise you that this was just a learning experience and I've learned from that mistake. Anyway, keep checking in for new stories and I will keep writing. Follow my Tumblr, I make little updates on my status on my stories and answer everyone's messages who leave me any, but until next time, I will see you guys later.