Yet another story that I've gone through and cleaned up.

We Did

My jaw hit the floor when Britt told me she was pregnant again.

"You're pregnant?" Santana says as they take their seats on the plane.

"Yeah apparently the pill didn't work." Brittany jokes putting her hand on her stomach looking over at Santana who is holding their two daughters.

"Fuck,"

"San,"

"Sorry, but B we're eighteen have twins and you're pregnant again. It's a lot on its own, but we're also moving and going to be going to school. How can we handle all of this? It was going to be hand enough with just the twins, but now. And what about Juilliard?" Santana questions running her fingers through her hair.

"Calm down honey," Brittany calmly says pulling Santana into her. "We'll figure it out like we always do and as for Juilliard I'll just take a semester off when I get closer to my due date and can't dance anymore. Don't worry."

"But babe how did this happen? I thought you were on the pill." Santana says cradling their two daughters trying to not smile at the thought of having another child all while scared.

"I am just like last time we got pregnant. So apparently this one doesn't work either we'll have to find another one I guess or you're wearing condoms." Brittany tells her taking Belinda from her and leaning her head against her wife's shoulder.

"You hear that little San you've done good fighting against all odds." Santana whispers to herself.

"Santana Lopez-Pierce this is not funny or a time to talk to yourself. We have a serious problem here." Brittany scolds her.

"Well we have eight months to come up with a solution." Santana says kissing Brittany not wanting to not feel Brittany.

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It's been two weeks since they moved to New York and they still have a few weeks before they have to start school. Santana has started looking for a part time job as she doesn't want to live off of her parents forever, but refuses to allow Brittany to work cause one she's pregnant and two someone needs to take care of the twins. They have decided not to tell anyone that they are pregnant again.

"San could you get Caja for me." Brittany shouts into the kitchen.

"Sure babe," Santana says running into the twins to grab her daughter not understanding why Brittany wants her, but she never questions her wife. "Here you go," she says handing Brittany Caja while sitting down next to her as Belinda crawls into her lap.

"You know I have an OBGYN appointment later today right." Brittany reminds her wife.

"I know, I know." Santana says waving her hand as she tickles Belinda and Caja decides she needs to crawl over at get some attention from her mama too.

"Don't tell me that cause we both know that you'll forget and I'll get pissed at you. So since I know that you're going to a job interview at a bar I'll come with you and then we'll head over right after." Brittany tells her sneaking a kiss in.

"Hey I'm not that forgetful." Santana argues.

"Sweetie you nearly made us miss our plane cause you forget that we more moving to New York." Brittany giggles. "And you were excited to get the heck out of Lima so."

"Fine, but only cause I love you am I going to forget about that job." Santana says kissing Brittany.

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Brittany, Belinda and Caja have all fallen asleep against Santana an hour ago. She is content to just watch her daughter's and her wife sleep until the damn doorbell rang. She groans and slowly gets up careful not to disturb any of them.

"Who the fuck are you?" Santana growls opening the door.

"Hi, I'm your neighbor Olivia-" she starts before she stops when she notices the bulge in Santana's pants.

"And I care why?" Santana glares not trusting this woman.

"I'm just trying to be neighborly and I have to say that when I heard two women were moving in next door I never expected one of them to be a hot Latina with a dick. What would you say if I said that my place is always available for you to come over and get a good fuck in." Olivia says running a hand down Santana arms.

"Fuck! Get the fuck away from me you old bag. I'm married." Santana growls jumping back as the woman who is in her late twenties or at least that what she thinks tries to grope her crotch.

"Well I don't-" Olivia starts before Santana slams the door in her face.

Santana heads back to the couch to snuggle with her family disgusted with everyone that can't or doesn't accept the fact that she is happily married and even if she wasn't she'd never leave her Britt Britt. No matter what anyone else has to offer.

"I love you and only you never forget that." Santana whispers sliding back in so everyone is back sleeping on her.

"I love you too," Brittany husks sleep still laced in her voice.

"You're up babe; you know you could have slept for another hour before we have to go." Santana says pulling Brittany closer to her ignoring the hard on she's getting from having her sexy, hot wife's hands down south.

"Yeah, but you wouldn't have woke me." Brittany counters pouting as she kisses her wife.

"San since we have an hour how about you put the girls in their cribs and meet me in the shower." Brittany whispers seductively getting up swaying her hips as she leaves heading into their room.

"Fuck," Santana whispers quickly picking up her daughters and carrying them to the nursery.

Walking into their room she sees a trail of her wife's clothes and begins to strip off her own clothes as she walks to the bathroom. She smirks as she enters hearing the water already running. She slips in and nearly falls out when she sees her wife bent over wiggling her butt at Santana inviting her to take her from behind. She's wanted to do this again for a while, but didn't want to push Brittany to do anything.

"God Britt, you're so damn sexy." Santana husks in her ear groping her boobs as she positions herself in front of the blonde's entrance.

"San," Brittany moans as Santana slowly pushes into her. "God you're so fucking big." she moans gripping at the wall as best she can.

Santana finally pushes all the way in. She pauses waiting for Brittany to get use to her. Kissing Brittany's shoulder she slowly begins to thrust hitting that spot deep in Brittany that makes her make noises that she has never heard before. To say Santana is pleased with herself is be an understatement.

"Look at you Britt practically on all fours begging me to fuck you." Santana groans as she thrusts in as far as she can go.

"Harder...San...harder..." Brittany moans pushing her ass farther out.

"God Britt you're so fucking tight." Santana groans grabbing a hold of Brittany's hips, steadying them both so she can thrust harder and faster.

Brittany has her hands out bracing herself as Santana slams into her wife, her balls smacking the blonde's thighs. She is so close that she can hardly think. Feeling Santana move her hand down to flick her clit she just about loses it.

"San...I'm going...SAN!" Brittany screams as she loses all control of her body. Thankfully though Santana holds her up. A few more thrusts and Santana feels the coil snap as she sprays out hot ropes of cum.

"Fuck Britt that was fucking hot." Santana smirks as she watches their cum spill out of Brittany.

"We should probably wash up." Brittany says kissing Santana while reaching around her for the shampoo.

"How about instead we take it into the bed room for round two." Santana suggests wiggling her eyebrows.

"San you have a job interview." Brittany giggles slapping her on the arm.

"Fine, but I'd better be getting some later." Santana grumbles as they quickly wash up and change.

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Brittany keeps rolling the stroller back and forth nervous about wither Santana will get the job or not. She isn't exactly thrilled with her wife possibly working in a bar where women will be able to hit on her without her being there to tell them to back off. Though she will swallow her jealousy cause she knows that Santana wants to provide for her own family without her parents help.

Santana finally comes out smiling skipping over to the blonde and kisses her passionately before going around the stroller and kisses Belinda and Caja.

"So I take it you got the job." Brittany giggles.

"Yes baby we got the job." Santana giggles picking Brittany up and spinning her around. "I can start taking care of you myself."

"Honey I know you can take care of me so you have to focus on school. Promise me that you won't let this job interfere with school." Brittany says as Santana slings an arm over her shoulders as they walk towards the doctor's office.

"You sound like my mother now." Santana whispers one hand on the stroller helping Brittany push.

"She did tell me to make sure you don't over extend yourself and that you stay on top of your school work San. After all you're studying to become a lawyer which involves a lot more studying and we all want you to succeed." Brittany says kissing her wife on the cheek.

"Yeah I know and now with another baby on the way." Santana puts her right hand on Brittany's stomach. "I'll need to be able to get a stable job after college." she says smiling.

"San you know I can help right?" Brittany says leaning into her wife.

"I don't want you to have to babe. The only thing I want you to do is dance and let me worry about money." Santana tells her wife honestly only wanting her to be happy.

"San you do know that we're in this together. That I can take care of you just as well as you can take care of me." Brittany says snuggling into her wife.

"I know, but you do all the hard work with delivering our kids and having to wake up to feed them and also carrying them for nine months so I just want to make your life as easy as possible." Santana tells her kissing her cheek.

Brittany opens her mouth and shuts it again. That is the single most romantic thing that anyone had ever said to her. She looks over at Santana smiling and mouths I love you as she still can't speak. They walk the rest of the way to the doctor's office in silence. Once they arrive Santana walks up to the receptionist to tell them that they are here.

"Brittany Lopez-Pierce," a nurse says opening the door ushering all four in and shoving them down the hall to an examine room. "The doctor will be here shortly."

"San?" Brittany worriedly says taking Santana's trembling hand in hers.

"What if it's twins again or triplets? What will we do B?" Santana cries into Brittany's shoulder as she rubs circles on her back. "I was reading that the chances of us having multiples doubles since we have twins already."

"That's true, but before you start freaking out sweetie how about we get a look at this baby." the doctor says to Santana having come in to hear the conversation.

"Oh no I'm not the one pregnant." Santana says shaking her head.

"I am," Brittany says getting up on the table.

"Oh, so it's your turn to give birth?" the doctor says as Santana is holding Belinda who has started to cry and she just assumes that Santana gave birth to her.

"No I gave birth to them." Brittany giggles.

"Oh well..." the doctor trails off embarrassed.

"Don't worry about we should probably tell you that they're all genetically both of ours. I have a penis." Santana explains knowing that they will have to tell her anyway.

"Well that explains things. So you're the father. I'm sorry for early it's just not something..." the doctor starts.

"Expected. We get it all the time if San's not wearing tight pants." Brittany says smiling as the doctor puts gel on her stomach.

"Now that that's all cleared up would you two like to see your baby?" the doctor asks.

"Yes," they both reply.

"Please let it be one just one." Santana pleas gripping Brittany's hand tight.

When the doctor shows them their child Santana faints. Brittany laughs at her wife who will be overjoyed that they're only have one when she finally wakes back up.