Yes or no - Book 4 - S.E.

A wedding

"So why are we in a barn in rural northeast Indiana?" Artie asked as Brittany wheeled him into the barn her mom had insisted on taking her, Santana and her mom to.

"Well, gay marriage is illegal in Ohio, but legal in Indiana." Santana shrugged. "Makes absolutely no sense."

"No, no. I mean, what are we doing in a barn in rural northeast Indiana?" Artie asked again.

"I thought it would be fun for you two to get married in the barn that Brittany was born in." Brittany's mom spoke up and after a moment of stunned silence as everyone turned to the blonde girl, she widened her eyes, just as shocked as everyone else.

"What? Wait, what?"

"Your father had his heart set on this trip to the Amish country and we spent the whole day shopping for handcrafted Amish electric fireplaces, and I had this horrible indigestion from all that apple butter and I told your father to pull the car over and I ran into this barn for some privacy." Brittany's mom started to explain as Santana bit back a smile at her fiance's horror. "I quickly pulled down my pants and I squatted real low... And usually, I never look..."

"Oh, my God." Brittany mumbled, embarrassed, as Santana's mom watched on with her mouth hanging open.

"But it was just my lucky day." Mrs. Pierce continued. "I looked down, and it turns out I was in labor and Brittany, it was you. And I was very lucky, 'cause there was a little cow over here and he helped lick you clean, and I swaddled you in a Mr. Submarine wrapper that I found on the ground and I carried you back to the car, and boy, was your father surprised."

"That story's insane." Mrs. Lopez shook her head.

"Listen, I'm so happy." Santana said, causing her mom to turn to her, shocked. "That makes me very happy. I could not be happier. I've got my two moms and future BFFs together at last, and I think, babe... This is the perfect place to get married."

"Well... It could be fun." Mrs. Lopez relented, seeing the absolute happiness in her daughter's face. "I can work with this."

"You better." Mrs. Pierce said, as Santana's mom glared at her.

"As your official wedding planner, I'll be there to make sure it's perfect." Artie said, looking around for a second or two. "And while this isn't exactly what I was picturing, either, Mrs. Lopez, I do think this place has some potential."

"Of course it has. All you have to do is have a bit of vision."

At the familiar voice, Artie spun around in his chair toward the entrance of the barn. Santana and Brittany exchanged a smile before squealing as they turned around just in time to see no one other than Emily Marshall and Quinn Fabray standing there, smile on their faces and looking as fabulous as ever.

"And trust us, Artie..." Quinn smirked, quickly finishing her best friend's phrase as she held her by the arm. "Vision is something that we don't lack."

***

Everyone had taken the day to help out the girls — and Kurt, Artie, Emily and Quinn who had been the ones more proactive with the whole planning of the wedding — and had reunited in the barn to put together the decorations the Unholy Squad had decided on. Emily was rather proud of herself and how everything was turning out to look. Sure, her relationship with Kurt had been a bit awkward since their last contact in New York when he helped Rachel with her intervention in her relationship, but they were making it work. 

Kurt Hummel, however, was not about to let another second go by having Emily Marshall mad at him anymore. So, walking up to the girl as she stood in the middle of the barn, he tapped her shoulder lightly, causing Emily to turn around and look at him.