Santana jumped as she heard the phone ring. She quickly picked it up and answered. "Hey Britt! What's up?" she said into the phone, shuffling through some files. God, being a lawyer is so boring. Santana thought. All she really wanted was to make music again. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Brittany's voice.
"We need to talk" Brittany said in her best serious voice, but it ended up sounding-not-so-serious but actually pretty funny. Both girls laughed for about 15 seconds, then got serious again.
"Yes Britt? What do we need to talk about? You've never been this serious."
"Well, this is a very serious topic... I've thought about it ever since we graduated, when this would happen, because I knew it would happen...but now were both 27 and it hasn't happened yet..."
Santana gulped. "Britt, what are you talking about? "She felt the tears trying to come past in her eyes as she thought of only 1 thing Brittany could be talking about. "Are you talking about...breaking up?" Santana almost said divorce, but she realized they weren't even married, though how much she wanted to be. She once almost bought an engagement ring, but she just didn't have the guts.
"No Sanny! I love you, and I always will, no matter what happens. It's something else."
Santana let out a sigh of relief. " So what is it?"
Santana heard Brittany gulp and the heard her mutter something. "I want..."
"I can't hear you baby..."
"I want a child."
Santana froze. A child. She wanted one too. "Like, a foster child, or an actual baby, that would come from one of us? "
"I want...to get pregnant. I want to carry it. Even if it means slight danger from me being a dance teacher and all...I want it."
"Okay honey. We'll talk later, when I get home."
"Okay San. Love you. Bye"
