"Sebastian??"

He grins like a small boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar.  "Hi Pretty Girl..."

I blink up at him. Honestly, I can't believe my own eyes right now. How is Sebastian here?? Not that I'm complaining though...

"Bas, how? Why are you here? I didn't call you. I mean, I really wanted to but I didn't." He smiles down at me, hand reaching out to gently cup my cheek. "I know..."

Gabe chooses that time to interrupt our little moment, "Pumpkin, I hope you don't mind. But I called him. Blaine gave me his number. You're friend Rachel told us what happened when you left the table.  And I figured after that run in with Satán you needed him here."

Sebastian's green eyes focus on Gabe's brown ones as he extends his hand to him. "Thank you so much for that man. I know we spoke on the phone but we never got a proper introduction.  Sebastian, Sebastian Smythe. Shann's...." Gabe smiles wide as he shakes his hand, continuing Sebastian's train of thought. "Fiancé, I know.  It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Sebastian.  You are just as mouthwatering in person as she said you would be.  Gabriel Ruiz, her Dance Husband. And in the future she and I will hopefully have vaguely Mediterranean looking children together."

I can't help my giggles. Sebastian looks very confused. "Princess?? I thought you said he was gay... Don't tell me converted another one. I thought I had enough trouble with Clarington." Sebastian sighs and runs a hand through his hair, instinctively pulling me to stand in front of him. His free arm loops around my waist, pulling my body flush back against his.

Gabe puts his hands up in defense as I look up at Sebastian standing behind me.  "Sebby, he's harmless and completely in love with Carter.  Has been for years.  They're actually sickeningly sweet together, it's disgusting really.  Which is where I come in.  Carter thinks that if they ever have kids I would make a great surrogate because Gabe and I would make 'beautiful babies' together."

Sebastian must have been holding his breath because the sound of his exhale is audible. By this time we have moved off the dance floor and back to the table Blaine picked out for us. Sebastian collapses into a seat and pulls me down on to his lap. His arms wind around my waist, one of my hands finding his as our fingers intertwine.  "Okay Love, I guess I could see it.  Brown hair, brown eyes, killer dancers.  It could work.  Although I think our kids would be way cuter.  But is all of this before or after you have Tommy and Stacey?"

Before I can even get a chance to answer Gabe arches an eyebrow and begins the inquisition.  "Doll Face, you better not be pregnant because if you are I will murder you.  And Smythe, you will be drawn and quartered in front of this school building.  We've discussed this Shann, no babies until you win your first major award.  Well and after college."  Sebastian chuckles and whispers in my ear, "And I thought your cousin was bad."

I'm blushing, "Twinkle Toes, ease up okay. I get enough hassle from Blaine and Puck. These are hypothetical, dream children. Thomas Bartholomew and Anastacia Elizabeth Smythe. In like the future. Or something like that." Sebastian presses a kiss to my hair as Gabe covers his mouth with his hands, trying not to let me see that he is smiling. "So I see you never grew out of your Babysitters Club obsession." I'm giggling, "You caught me. I always did love Stacey McGill." He winks at me, reaching out to pat my hand.

"Anderson-babe!!!!!   Smythe, my man!!!!  Wait, who is this dude??"

"Pucky, don't be weird.  That's Gaby, he dances and he's so pretty.  He calls Shanny Pumpkin.  It's adorable!!!"

"Shhhh....... They can hear you....."

Gabe looks at me and Sebastian, completely confused.  Puck saunters over with Brittney, both plopping down in empty seats at the table.

Hi....

Brittney reaches out and pats my head briefly.  "You look happier now Shanny.  I'm sorry about Sanny earlier.  Trust me, I said something to her."

Thank you.

Sebastian's arms tighten around my waist and I look up at him.  He motions towards Gabe who still looks somewhat confused.  "Oh my god, Twink I'm so sorry.  Noah Puckerman, Brittney Pierce this is Gabriel Ruiz.  He was my ballroom partner for 10 years, well before I moved here.  Gabe, these are Puck and Britt."  He smiles and goes to shake Brittney's hand but she hugs him tight instead.  "He's pretty....."

He chuckles, "Thanks Darling, my boyfriend seems to think so too."  He turns to wink at Puck, "And you my dear, you may be even more attractive than Sebastian here, no offense but the muscles are intriguing."  Puck's laughter is loud and boisterous.  "Shann, I like him.  The Puckster appreciates your compliment Ruiz, I'm straight but confident enough in my sex shark abilities to not be weirded out by it.  Has he met Clarington yet?"

I shake my head and whisper back softly, "Not yet."  Gabe tents his fingers underneath his chin, "About him, what can you guys tell me?  Dance abilities? How does he treat my girl?  What exactly is going on with these three??  Blaine only told me so much when I got to the house earlier."  I glance up at Sebastian, he looks like he wants nothing to do with this conversation. I can barely hear him murmuring his response.

Sometimes I really hate that kid...

Gabe raises an eyebrow at us, Puck is quick to elaborate. "He means Hunter not you. I've seen them together, and I know you hate to admit this Smythe, but Clarington is really good for her. He's sweet even when it isn't in his best interest. I mean he got himself punched in the face by her cousin over spring break because he was trying to explain their relationship." Brittney chimes in with her little girl voice. "Jamie is really pretty, they are like two dancing dolls."

Sebastian is pouting behind me, he doesn't like this topic at all.  Slow dance songs are playing again so I slip off his lap.  Grabbing his hand in my I pull him to his feet.  The three at the table look up curiously as he stands.  "Sebby, dance with me, please...."  He nods, softly responding before I lead him away from the table.  "Anything for you, Love."

We leave the others to their conversations as we begin to sway back and forth to a Mariah Carey song.

"Thank you for showing up Bastian.  You didn't even need to answer his call, but the fact you did and then came here means a lot to me."

He smiles down at me, "I'd do anything to make you happy Shann.  You're my girl, forever and always."

Forever and always Bas...