Santana sat in the living room of her family's lake house in Canada. Sandwiched between her pointer finger and thumb sat a diamond engagement ring. A few months ago when Miguel and Maribel invited Santana, Brittany and Brittany's family to the lake house she knew it was the perfect opportunity to propose.

"Mija, are you ready for this?" Maribel sat down beside her daughter and looked at the sparkling ring in her hand.

"I'm so nervous, mami. What if she says no?"

"She won't say no, Santana. You two have been together for how many years?"

"Five, almost six."

"Almost six years. You don't stick around for six years if you don't love someone."

"What if-."

"Santana, they're back." Miguel yelled from the top of the stairs.

"I can't do this."

"Mija, you can do this. You're going to propose to Brittany, get married and give us ten grandbabies, okay?" Maribel held onto Santana's arm to encourage her daughter.

"I can do this." Santana whispered before the Pierce's walked in.

"Welcome back! So what did you think of the town?" Miguel asked the group as he walked down the stairs.

"It was beautiful." Whitney said cheerfully.

Brittany stepped past her father and sat down beside Santana.

"I missed you." The blonde whispered before kissing the Latina's lips.

"Bwittany and Tana are kwissing!" Brittany's little sister, Katie, yelled causing all the adults to laugh.

"That's what you do when you love someone." Whitney whispered to her youngest daughter.

"Tana and Bwittany love each other?"

"We love each other very much." Brittany said poking her little sister in the stomach.

"I'm going to show Brittany the waterfall before dinner. We'll be back soon." Santana held Brittany's hand and lead her towards the door.

"I wanna go!" Katie yelled reaching out for Brittany from her mother's arms.

"No, no, Katie. You stay here with us."

"But I wanna go with Tana!" Santana's eyes were pleading with Whitney to keep the youngest Pierce. When she told Pierce and Whitney about proposing to Brittany she mentioned wanting to do it at the waterfall.

"How about I take you tomorrow? It'll just be the two of us." Santana said trying to get the little girl to leave her alone.

"Pwomise?"

"Promise."

"Otay."

"Great let's go."

Santana led Brittany through the woods beside the house that lead to the waterfall. It felt like the longest walk in history due to the fact that Santana was going to ask the love of her life to marry her and the two feet of snow they received two days earlier didn't help.

"Santana, look at how pretty it is!" Brittany jumped up and down as they reached the almost frozen waterfall.

"It's almost as pretty as you."

"Sanny you're so sweet." Brittany wrapped her arms her girlfriend and squeezed her tight.

"I love you, Britt-Britt."

"I love you, Sanny Bear."

"Britt, can I ask you a question?"

"You just did."

"Brittany…"

"Sorry San, yes you can ask me a question."

"Brittany Susan Pierce, we've known each other since the womb. I fell in love with you when we were seven and you pushed Puck off the monkey bars because he made fun of my hair. Once we made it into high school I tried to brush off those feelings because I was so scared of what other people thought. I don't care what anyone thinks about me anymore and that's because of you. It's been sixteen years and I'm still in love with you. Brittany, will you marry me?" Santana watched happy tears stream down Brittany's cheeks as she pulled out the ring.

"Sanny Bear…I will marry you!" The blonde flung herself into Santana's arms and started to cry/laugh. Brittany pulled away and cupped Santana's face.

"I love you so much and I can't wait to be Brittany S. Pierce-Lopez."

"I love you too and I can't wait either Britt-Britt." Santana cupped Brittany's face and kissed her passionately.

Brittany looked down at the dinner she made for Santana. Ever since they were in high school Santana loved homemade fajitas that were hotter than hell and rice. Brittany was proud of herself for learning how to cook in the first place since recipes confused her so much. The blonde looked at the clock and smiled, it was six and her wife would be home any minute. Almost right on que the door opened and Santana walked into the pent house.

"Britt? You home?"

"In the kitchen, San." Seconds later the Latina walked into the kitchen and smiled at her wife.

"Did you make this?" Santana pecked Brittany's lips and looked down at their dinner.

"Yes I did. You've been working so hard at the law firm lately so this is my way of saying thanks."

"Baby, you don't have to thank me for going to work."

"If you didn't go to work we wouldn't have this beautiful apartment, we wouldn't have nice cars and we wouldn't be able to try for a baby." Santana and Brittany both smiled at the mention of a potential baby. They had been married for two years and Brittany desperately wanted to have Santana's baby thus the reason for the IVF treatment Brittany received a few weeks ago.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you Brittany?"

"Every single day. Sit down at the table, I'll bring you a plate."

Santana kissed her wife again before walking into the living/dining room and sitting at the table. The blonde made her wife two fajitas with a scoop of rice on the side before making herself a plate of rice. "Why don't you have any fajitas?" Santana questioned as Brittany put the plate down in front of her.

"I'm not super hungry, I had a big lunch with Quinn."

"Where'd you guys go?"

"The Italian place on Park Avenue. I had spaghetti and meatballs, maybe we can go there tomorrow for lunch?"

"Sure baby. Tomorrow all the guys are going to be in court so I'll be free."

After they finished dinner Brittany started to clean up the left overs while Santana changed into sweatpants and a loose shirt before starting the dishes. Once they were finished cleaning Santana laid down on the couch while Brittany laid in between her legs going through their mail.

"San, you have a letter." Brittany handed the letter back to her wife.

"Who's it from?"

"I don't know, it doesn't say." Santana quickly opened the envelope and started to read.

Dear Santana Lopez (My mami),

Mommy is pregnant with me! I know that I'm in mommy's tummy a little early but I just can't wait to be born (I'll wait so you and mommy don't freak out) I'm so excited to meet you, mommy, granny and grandpa, abuela and abuelo, aunt Quinn and aunt Rachel!

I'll see you in nine months mami, I love you!

-Baby Pierce-Lopez

"Oh my god." Santana lowered the letter and looked up and Brittany who was standing over her.

"Looks like we're going to have a new roommate for the next eighteen years." Brittany watched as Santana stood up and looked down at her belly.

"There's a baby in there."

"Not just any baby, your baby. I'm bringing another Lopez into this world."

"Oh my god. Brittany we're having a baby."

Santana dropped to her knees and placed a soft kiss on Brittany's still flat belly. "It'll start to pop out when I'm twelve weeks the doctor said." Santana stood up and wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist.

"Tell me how you figured out you were pregnant. Like what made you want to take a test or go to the doctor?"

"Well last week every morning after you left for work I felt really sick and kept throwing up. Then I was a few weeks late for my little friend so I decided to take tests. Of course each one had a different result so I went to the doctor on Friday and they called to deliver the good news about Baby Pierce-Lopez."

"I can't believe it, Britt. We're going to be moms."

"I know. Is it wrong that I'm scared?"

"Not at all, I'm already freaking out and it isn't even the size of a-well I don't know what size it is. How far along are you?"

"I think Doctor Harper said five weeks."

"Five weeks. That's amazing." Santana looked down at Brittany's belly and smiled. The two stood in silence until Brittany grabbed her wife's hand.

"Sanny, it's been a long and exciting day. Can we go to bed?"

"Of course we can."

As Brittany turned to walk towards their bedroom Santana quickly picked her up bridal style. "San!" The blonde squealed in surprise. "This is how it's going to be for the next nine months. No hard work for you at all." Santana carefully laid Brittany down on the bed before crawling in beside her. "San, be my big spoon." The blonde commanded as she flipped on her side. Santana would never disappoint Brittany so she cuddled next to her blonde and placed her hand on her wife's lower abdomen. Brittany intertwined her fingers with Santana's and placed it back over her tummy.

Even though it was the weekend baby Pierce-Lopez was still going off the work week schedule. Usually Santana left at eight to head to the law firm and at eight ten Brittany would have her head in the toilet throwing up. Right on time the familiar feeling of nausea settled in Brittany's stomach before forcing her out of bed and into the bathroom. They had a bathroom in their bedroom Brittany didn't want to wake Santana since she only had two days to relax. After getting rid of everything in her stomach Brittany brushed her teeth and headed back to bed. When the blonde stepped out into the hall she was met by Santana walking towards the kitchen.

"Everything okay? I woke up and you weren't in bed."

"I should be okay now that my lunch and dinner from yesterday are gone."

"This happens every morning?"

"Every morning right at eight ten Ducky gets mad and makes me throw everything up." Santana's heart broke, she hated when Brittany didn't feel good. Santana wrapped her arms around her wife and hugged her. The blonde returned the hug and melted into the Latina.

"Ducky? You named our baby after a duck?"

"That's not what we're going to name him when he's born. I just didn't want us walking around referring to him as 'it'."

"Wait, you said him. How do you know it's a boy?"

"Because only a boy would make me throw up this much."

"I don't know about that. Us Lopez girls cause a lot of trouble too."

"Either way, your spawn is a little trouble maker."

"Why don't you and little trouble maker go back to bed? I'll make some breakfast while you to get a little extra sleep."

"No I can do it. You work all week and-."

"Britt, you're growing a child so you're working one hundred times harder than me. What do my loves want for breakfast?"

"Your baby wants something sweet."

"Pancakes?"

"No, fruit."

"Your wish is my command. I'll wake you up when I'm done." Brittany kissed Santana before going back to their bedroom to hopefully get more sleep.

Santana flung the fridge door open and started the search for fruit. Before Brittany got pregnant they tried to eat healthy a few times a week. Santana found an apple, two kiwis, an orange and some blueberries for Brittany. It took her roughly a half an hour to peel the apple, kiwis and the orange. The Latina made her wife a bowl and made her way to the bedroom. Santana couldn't help but smile at her sleeping beauty; blonde locks covered both pillows while Brittany laid full spread eagle in the middle of the bed. The Latina sat down in the empty space between Brittany's right arm and right leg.

"Britt-Britt, breakfast is ready."

"Mmm fooooooood." Brittany slowly sat up and took the bowl from her wife. Santana watched in satisfaction as Brittany devoured her breakfast.

"Thank you for breakfast, it was really good."

"It was no problem. Are you feeling better?"

"So much better. Ducky usually doesn't give me too much trouble after the morning throw up session."

"Good. I still need to have a talk with this trouble maker." Santana put her hand on Brittany's belly and smiled.

"Now listen Ducky, I need you to stop making your mommy sick every morning. She's trying to grow you but she can't do that if you keep making her sick."

"You're going to be a great mom, Santana." Brittany said looking down at her wife.

"You think so?" When she and Brittany started talking about having kids Santana was afraid she would go back to her old high school ways of being a careless bitch.

"I know so. Our baby isn't even born yet and you're already so sweet and caring to him."

"I just don't want Ducky growing up like I did. My parents were never around to take care of me or tell me no."

"Hey your parents not being around all the time had its perks. We got our sweet lady kisses on all the time at your house and we slept together all the time. We could never do anything at my house."

"Remember the time we were taking a bath and your mom walked in?" Santana giggled at the memory.

"How could I forget? Lord Tubbington walked in behind her and saw us. He still gives me a dirty look when I walk out of the bathroom."

Santana and Brittany's cheerleading uniforms were laying on the floor of Brittany's bathroom while the girls were relaxing in the tub. Brittany was laying against the back of the tub while Santana rested her back against Brittany's front.

"Your nipples are hard." Santana whispered into her girlfriend's neck while placing small kisses.

"I can't help it, I have a really pretty cheerleader leaning against me."

"I wonder how hard they'll get when the water get's colder?"

"I don't want to be in here to find out." Brittany giggled, she really hated bathing in cold water.

"Do you think Santa will put me on the naught list for this?" Britany asked forcing Santana to hold back her laughter.

"He shouldn't, we're just two friends taking a bath together. There's nothing naughty about that." Brittany smirked and caught Santana's lips in a sweet kiss.

"We could make it naughty." Santana whispered as they broke the kiss.

"I like that idea."

The blonde slid her hand down her girlfriend's perfect body until she reached the spot underneath Santana's belly button. "Britt…don't tease." The Latina bucked her hips in an attempt to get Brittany to satisfy her need. "I would never tease my Sanny Bear." Brittany allowed her fingers to slid through Santana's slick folds while kissing the spot under the Latina's ear.

"Ugh Britt yes."

"You like that Sant-."

"Brittany, have you seen-oh my god!" Mrs. Pierce screamed when she saw her baby girl and her bestfriend of seventeen years touching each other inappropriately in the bath.

"Mom get out!" Brittany did her best to cover Santana so her mom didn't get to see everything her girlfriend had to offer.

"How-why-get dressed!" Mrs. Pierce turned around so she couldn't see the girls.

"Well get out mom!"

"Okay, okay! Move Lord Tubbington!" Mrs. Pierce accidently kicked the cat while trying to flee from the emotional trauma. Brittany turned her head to see LT giving her the most disappointed look he had ever given her.

"San, Lord Tubbington knows we've fooled around."

"Brittany, your mom knows we fooled around and she saw us naked." Santana climbed out of the tub and shooed the cat out of the room.

"I know but Lord Tubbington asked me yesterday if we were intimate and I lied and told him no. He knows I lied, San."

"It's not the end of the world, Britt. Do you want to continue this in your bedroom?" Santana asked wrapping a towel around herself.

"Sure. Can we get our sweet lady kisses on first?"

"Of course Britt."

Hey guys! This is my first Brittana fic so let me know how I did and if you want this story to keep going