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Brittany, Santana and Puck had been in the little waiting room for nearly half an hour.
"You really want to do this?" Puck asked Santana for the thousandth time.
"Yes I do just like I've wanted to the other hundred times you asked." She snapped, getting impatient of waiting.
"What about her?" He nudged his head at Brittany who was talking to a little girl of about eight.
"Of course she does." Puck made a mhmm sound and Santana glared at him "What?"
"Are you sure it's not just you who wants this?" He looked at Brittany again.
"Brittany's wanted to be a mom since she was five. Don't you remember in kinder when she used to carry that hideous doll around, interrupting the teacher so she could change its nappy or give it a bottle?" Puck smirked as he remembered.
"Just because she wants it, it doesn't mean she's ready for it. Have you even discussed which of you will carry the baby? That's a big decision." The Latina paused for a moment as she thought of what to say.
"Look Puckerman it isn't going to happen right now, we just want to find out more information and everything before we actually do it."
"Mrs Lopez?" The doctor called and Santana stood, followed closely by the other two as they joined the doctor in her office.
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"So you want to start a family?" The doctor asked after looking at the file telling her why they were there. Santana nodded.
"Okay well I just have a sheet for each of you to fill it." She paused and looked between Santana and Brittany. "Which of you is going to carry the child?" She asked. Santana could feel Puck smirking "Oh um we hadn't quite decided yet." The doctor nodded.
"Sorry." Santana began before she was interrupted.
"Oh no." The doctor laughed, "We get this a lot. It's a big decision. Would you like me to give you a few minutes to decide? I can talk with Mr Puckerman about his answers while you do."
"Please." Santana nodded, she watched Puck and the doctor leave before turning to Brittany and taking her hands, "Well?" she asked looking into her wife's bright blue eyes.
"I uh I don't know San. I don't really care." She shrugged "You can say, do you want to do it?"
"Well I kind of thought you would want to but um I can." Santana said nervously.
"You really don't care if I do then San?" Brittany asked biting her lip.
"Oh no. I would love for you to have my baby, then it would have your blonde hair and bright blue eyes." Santana looked hopefully at Brittany.
"Alright. I'll have our baby." She gave a little giggle as Santana went over to the door and told the doctor they'd decided.
"Okay so Mrs Lopez if you'll just fill in this form." The doctor handed Brittany a clipboard and pen and she began to scribble answers down as the doctor turned to Santana and Puck, "So we just need to book the appointment and we can discuss any further questions then. What dates suit you?"
"Just as soon as possible." Santana told her as the doctor flicked through her appointment book.
"I'm fully booked for the next three weeks but I've had a cancelation for tomorrow morning at 9:30am."
"We'll take tomorrow please!" The doctor smiled and wrote it in.
"sure thing Mrs Lopez." They all got up and shook hands, "I'll see the three of you tomorrow."
And with that they left.
"This is so exciting!" Brittany told Santana as they got in the car. "When we get home I'm calling Quinn and Mike to tell them the news."
"Then I'll call my parents." Santana said cautiously, when Brittany's parents had found out she was gay they had kicked her out onto the streets. Santana's family had been a lot more accepting and welcomed Brittany to stay with them in the already packed house, Brittany had ended up staying with Quinn and her mother, Santana still got the shivers when she remembered how Brittany had cried the first few weeks and she was always cautious when mentioning her parents just in case.
"They'll be really excited won't they San! To have another grandchild and Carlos will get to be an Uncle finally and Maria will be an Aunty again and Lola and James will have cousins!" Brittany continued on like this the whole way home and probably wouldn't have stopped if she hadn't gone off to call Quinn.
"Hello?" Quinn had asked when she answered the phone.
"Quinn, guess what!" Brittany had practically shouted.
"What Brittany?" Quinn asked trying to sound excited.
"You have to guess." Brittany told her even though she was bursting to tell her.
"You got a puppy?" Brittany had been begging Santana to get another puppy ever since Masher had been hit by a car.
"No something bigger!" Quinn was lost, they were already married what else could be bigger than a puppy?
"I don't know Britt, please just tell me!" Quinn begged putting on a sad voice.
"Okay well Santana and I are having a baby!" she squealed.
"You're what?" Quinn almost dropped the phone.
"Having a baby!" Brittany repeated in the same tone of excitement.
"That's really great Britt. I bet you're both really excited. Can you put me on to San for a minute so I can congratulate her too?"
"Yeah sure." Quinn heard Brittany calling "San, Quinn wants to talk to you." And the reply of "Coming Bee."
"Hello?" Said a deeper but still as excited voice.
"You're having a baby?" Quinn almost yelled.
"Yeah isn't it great!" Santana exclaimed.
"You're seriously having a baby. Who's the dad and which of you is the biological mom?" Quinn was still in disbelief.
"Puck, we've talked about it with him and Rachel for a while and they're happy with three children anyway. Brittany wants to be the mom."
"O-okay. Are you sure she's ready for it? It's a lot of work and pain and I know Brittany, she's like a sister to me." She paused before adding "You both are."
"Thanks Fabray but I already have enough siblings and anyway she'll be fine. How are the kids going? Seen Beth recently?"
"Isabella's learning to walk and Christopher started school two weeks ago. Puck and I saw Beth on the weekend, didn't he tell you?"
"No he doesn't talk about her much."
"Oh." Santana could tell Quinn was frowning "Well her and Shelby are moving to New York in 4 months. You and Britt are invited to the going away party, they already planned it so keep the 23rd of January free."
"Alright, why are they moving?"
"They landed roles in Mary Poppins. They're learning all the choreography there then going to New York for 3 to 5 months to do the show." Quinn sounded angry.
"Okay well I'll see you tomorrow. We're still babysitting in the afternoon right?"
"Yeah if you can."
"We'll be there, bye."
The rest of the phone calls went much better all of the family and Mike were ecstatic.
"We should probably get an early night Bee." Santana told her turning off the TV. Brittany pouted.
"Soon I'm going to be a balloon but at the moment I feel sexy...please?" Brittany gave Santana an adorable puppy look that was practically impossible to resist.
"Alright babe but even when you're a balloon you'll be a sexy one." She winked before going upstairs to have some fun.
"Britt we're gonna be late!" Santana yelled into the kitchen.
"We've got half an hour San." Brittany called back as she continued to eat her Cheerios.
"Look Puck and Rach are here now." Santana sighed running into the kitchen and grabbing Brittany's bowl.
"Hey I was eating that!" Brittany said angrily, bits of half eaten Cheerios flying out of her mouth.
"We'll Puck's here now so we have to go." Santana pulled Brittany off her stool and went to answer the door.
"Hey Lopez." Puck held his fist up for a knuckle punch which Santana didn't return.
"Hi." She mumbled angrily going to help Rachel get the kids out of the car. Puck shrugged and went ahead into the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the counter.
"You guys had a fight?" he asked Brittany, she nodded and ducked her head, "Oh hey Bee no don't cry, she still loves you." Puck said awkwardly going over to hug her.
"I know." She sniffed "But I'm scared." Puck frowned, he knew Santana was scared but he thought Brittany was excited.
"It'll all be fine." He reassured her.
"Guys come on!" They heard Santana yell before Brittany could reply.
"We better get going." Puck released Brittany from the hug and they went out to the car.
"Here we are." Rachel chimed as they pulled into the parking lot. Santana felt her stomach do a flip, she grabbed Britt's hand for comfort, they seemed to have gotten over the fight.
"I have to take Maya to her singing lesson but I'll be back in five. Good Luck." She smiled and blew them a kiss before driving away again.
"Well we better go in." Puck told them after watching Rachel drive away.
"Yeah." Santana's voice was emotionless as she continued to stand staring at the road.
"Come on San." Brittany linked their pinkies and pulled Santana across the lot, they got there just in time to hear her name being called.
"We're here." Puck told them as neither of the girls seemed to want to speak.
"Okay Mr Puckerman through here." The nurse led Puck through the doors, leaving the two panicky girls out in the waiting room.
It seemed like hours before Puck came back, it was just as Rachel arrived with Finn and Todd.
"How was it sweetie?" She asked kissing him.
"Fine, no big deal." He shrugged.
"Mrs Lopez you can come in whenever you're ready." The nurse told Brittany before going back to some paperwork at the reception. Brittany gave a nervous squeak.
"You'll be fine Bee." Puck told her, "Won't she San."
"Uhh yeah."Santana said uncertainly.
"You better go in." Rachel told her glancing over at the nurse.
"Bye guys." Brittany waved at them uncertainly before heading into the room.
"I have to go pick up Maya. Todd sweetie you come with me so I can drop you in theatre class." Rachel grabbed the slightly smaller boy's arm "Finn do you want to stay with Daddy or come with me?"
"I'll stay." He mumbled so quietly that Rachel hardly heard.
"Alright and don't mumble, speak properly." She scolded him then left.
"Hey San can we-can we talk?" Puck asked the Latina once Finn had gone to play with the waiting room toys.
"Sure Puck, what is it this time? Want to divorce Rachel for being unfair towards Finny?" Puck rolled his eyes at his best friend.
"I know she's a bit tough on him but no this is about you and Britt." Santana tensed up.
"Okay." She said slowly.
"I don't know, are you really ready for this?" He bit his lip waiting for Santana to begin yelling."I don't know. Will we ever be ready?" She looked at him with tear filled eyes. "It's a big thing having a kid, I know and we'll be judged because we're lesbians and we
ll I'm brown, a minority and Britt's, Britt. But we're ready to love a baby and that's all that matters."
"Okay it's just Britt started crying earlier because she was scared and I thought maybe you guys should wait a bit longer."
"Bee was crying?" Puck nodded, "It's too late to do anything about it now though. Puck can I ask you something now?"
"Shoot." He told her unaware of anything bad she could ask.
"Why don't you talk about Beth?" Puck looked away.
"I don't know. Rachel doesn't really approve of me seeing her especially after she had that fight with her mother."
"Since when did you listen to Rachel? Man you're whipped!"
"Well she's a bit controlling. She gives Finn the cold shoulder because he prefers soccer over dancing. I don't want to get the same treatment." It was true Rachel was quite harsh on their son because he wouldn't dance and sing like his siblings.
"Well you can always talk about her to me. Quinn told me how she's moving, how'd you take that?"
"Broadway is ruining my life." He let out a half-hearted laugh.
"Okay so we'll have a check up in about six weeks." The nurse told Brittany as they entered the waiting room. Brittany was still quite pale.
"How was it?" Santana asked her wife as soon as the nurse left.
"I was really nervous and they had this needle thing and I didn't know where they were going to put it so I was kind of scared but then she told me to relax and they put it up my you-know-what and it felt really good but then they took it out and told me I should be pregnant." Brittany said quickly.
"Oh well are you alright? You look really pale. Do you want to sit down?" Santana asked leading Brittany over to one of the plastic chairs.
"I'll be fine I'm just a bit nervous still." Brittany told her wife then lowered her voice to a whisper, "What if the baby falls out while I'm walking?"
"It won't fall out, I mean what would want to leave your vagina?" Santana brushed a loose strand of hair from the blonde's face and then gave her a big hug "I love you Bee."
"I love you too and I'm sorry we fought this morning."Brittany to her wife and they walked out to the car with their pinkies linked.
"Come on Izzy please stop crying you'll wake Aunty Bee!" Santana moaned balancing the baby on her hip while she searched for Christopher, the little boy had run off as soon as Quinn and David had left and Santana hadn't seen him for the whole forty-five minutes she'd been looking.
"San give her to me." Santana jumped when she heard the voice and was still recovering when she turned around and saw it was Brittany.
"It's okay I have her." She moved the crying baby further up her hip causing her to hit her head on a cupboard.
"San!" Brittany yelled rubbing the baby's head.
"Look Bee just go rest like I told you to."
"I can't with Izzy screaming, give her to me." Santana sighed and gave Brittany the baby whose wails almost instantly turned into a small grizzle.
"No fair. She doesn't like me." Santana complained.
"Whatever you go and find Chris while I put her to bed." Brittany disappeared up the stairs leaving Santana alone.
"Chris it's time to come out now!" She called and waited, no response, "Okay no ice cream for you, and all the more for me." She waited again.
"That's not fare." She heard a small voice say from behind the television set.
"Christopher Max Kurofsky! If you're behind that TV you need to come out right now!" Santana had heard too many stories of young children being electrocuted by wires or crushed by TVs.
"No. Not until you give me some ice cream!" He replied cheekily.
"I'm getting it now." She opened the fridge and got out some low fat chocolate ice cream, her eyes on the TV the whole time. "It's ready." She called out sweetly. There was a sudden crash and a child's scream.
"Brittany get down here!" Santana yelled running over to the television set were Chris had been knocked unconscious.
"What?" Brittany asked coming down the stairs to see the TV on the floor, "Oh my God Santana!" She squealed, her hand flying to her mouth.
"Call 911 then, call Quinn and Dave!" Brittany nodded and ran to the phone, "Chris, Chris can you hear me?" Santana nudged the boy who had turned oddly pale. 'What should I do?' she thought to herself, she didn't know CPR or anything like that, then it hit her, check if he's breathing.
"Bee, come here." She called in a shaky voice, "When I lift up the TV I need you to drag him out. Okay?" Brittany nodded the phone still to her left ear.
"One, Two, Three." Santana used all her strength to lift up the TV and luckily Brittany pulled the little boy out in a matter of seconds so Santana could freely drop the television onto the floor.
"Check if he's breathing!" Santana instructed Brittany but someone had just answered the phone.
"You." She muttered covering the phone's mouth. "Ambulance...Brittany Lopez...My wife and I were babysitting our friends son and somehow the TV fell on him...Yes he's still breathing...five...36 Violet Street, Lima, Ohio...thank you...But I need to call the parents...okay...thank you." Brittany began to dial Quinn's mobile number "An ambulance is on the way." She told Santana before lifting the phone back to her ear. "Hey Quinn, it's Bee...Well I'm not quite sure what happened but the TV fell on Chris...No he's breathing, we got him out from under it...no he's unconscious...yes Q and ambulance is on the way...I'm so sorry...see you soon." Brittany threw the phone onto the couch, "They're going to kill us!" She combed her fingers threw her hair, "How did you let this happen San?"
"Go wait for the ambulance." Santana yelled, she couldn't be bothered answer questions, she already felt bad.
"They're here." Brittany called from the lounge room barely a minute later. Santana sighed and waited for them to enter the room.
"I'm Doctor Gregory Smith." The first man told Santana as he entered the room, he was obviously in charge and went straight to survey the boy. "He could have broken his back or neck, I think we should just get him on a stretcher and to the hospital." He told his crew who instantly started lowering the stretcher as he put a neck brace around Christian.
"Quinn's here." Brittany called.
"shit, shit, shit, shit." Was all Santana could think, she was about to be murdered.
"Chris? Where is he?" Quinn's distressed voice could be heard for miles.
"In here." Santana heard Brittany say.
"OH MY GOD!" Quinn let out a blood-curdling scream and collapsed into Brittany sobbing, David ran straight to Santana.
"What the hell! How did this happen? You were supposed to be watching him!" He gave her a shove.
"Sir please." One of the female ambos put a hand on David's shoulder, "You can blame her later for now you should be there for your son." She looked over to the door where the stretcher was being pushed out. David grunted and went off to the stretcher. Santana went over to Brittany and Quinn.
"I'm going, tell me how it ends up." She mumbled to Brittany who nodded silently then followed Dave out to the Ambulance, holding Quinn so she didn't fall before returning to get Isabella.
So that was chapter 1. Turns out Santana might not be the best with children. Please review and tell me rotten tomatoes or Rachel Berry stars? I'll try and update as soon as I can (unless you all hate it, then I'll take my own sweet time.