It had been about two months since Santana announced to Finn that she was pregnant and he was still freaking out. This was his first baby. Alright, not his first baby. But the first baby that he'd know about and get to take care of since birth.
Santana wasn't handling the way he was handling it too well. When she was pregnant with Nick she did a lot of it on her own. She didn't even tell her parents at first because she was a little shamed. She was use to just making sure she was staying healthy and getting to her doctor appointments by herself.
But Finn, he was going crazy. He was already baby proofing the house, making plans, opening a savings account for their unborn child. They didn't even know the sex of the child yet. Santana thought it was cute at first but now she wants to stab him.
And alright that might just be her hormones kicking in but he was driving her nuts. He refused to let her walk unless he was standing beside her, hand on her lower back, helping her along the way. He played guard when she showered; sitting on the edge just outside the curtain to make sure she doesn't slip and fall. And he won't let her drive!
One night she's in bed and she wakes up having to pee really badly. It's one of the curses of pregnancy. Finn's sound asleep so she gets up carefully, moving his arms from around her body. She's halfway to the bedroom door when she hears the bed squeak.
"What are you doing?" Finn asks in a sleepy voice.
"I'm going to the bathroom." She whispers. "Go back to sleep."
He doesn't listen. Instead he gets up and puts his hand on her belly, holding her close to his body as he opens the door for her and begins to lead her to the bathroom. She knows he's just trying to be a good guy and help his pregnant girlfriend but she snaps.
She slaps his hand away from him and storms to the bathroom. When she comes out, Finn is immediately back at her, his arm around her waist. "Was I pressing your stomach too tight before?" He asked all worried looking.
"Finn, I'm going to kill you if you don't stop treating me like a porcelain doll."
His hands move away from her. "What's wrong?"
"Baby, I love you. But I'm not going to break. I'm only a few months pregnant and I've done all of this before. I know you're excited, ok? I know. But…just relax a little."
"I'm just trying to be a good father."
"You're an amazing father, Finn. But you're driving me crazy."
They go back into the bedroom and get back into bed. She snuggles into his side and he laughs a little. "I'm driving you crazy but you still want to cuddle?"
She bites his chest for his teasing. "You can be crazy and help me stand and walk when I'm really big. But for now you are limited to snuggles, sex, running errands when I'm in a mood and getting my food."
"You make the experience of having a child so magical." He teases, causing her to bite him again. "So, when do we get to find out the gender?"
"We don't."
He pulls away from her a little and clicks on the lamp beside the bed. "What?"
"I let Nick be a surprise and I want this baby to be a surprise too."
"But I wanna know."
"Fine, we'll have the doctor tell you but I don't want to know."
"How will we choose a name?"
"We'll choose a name for a boy and girl. But only you will get to know which one we use."
"Ok, how are we going to set up the nursery?"
"We'll use a gender neutral color like I did for Nick."
"Nick's room is blue with a giant, red robot painted on the wall."
"We did that when we moved here, silly. But our first house his room was green."
"How about I just do the nursery and surprise you when the baby comes?"
"Are you sure? It's a lot of work."
"It'll keep me from bothering you."
"Good plan." She kisses him lightly, he turns off the light and they snuggle back together, falling asleep in minutes.
The next morning Santana wakes up alone. She actually doesn't like that one bit. But she pretends she doesn't care since she complained last night about him being all overly protective of her. She finds him lying on the couch, looking at his laptop, his eyes all bugged out.
Nick is standing over him with the same freaked out facial expression. "That's inside mommy?" He asks, making a disgusted face.
Santana walks up to them and looks at the screen, seeing a picture of a fetus that's only a few months old. She laughs a little and pokes Nick on the nose. "You use to look like that." She turns to Finn and nudges him with her knee, "You too."
"It's creepy though."
They both turn their head in unison and look at the picture sideways, the disgusted looks apparent on both of their faces. Santana laughs and pulls Nick away from the computer. "Come on, Nick; time to eat breakfast."
She pours him a bowl of cereal and sits with him while he eats it like she does every morning. She's cut out coffee and well, caffeine in general and she's going crazy. Finn's cut out coffee too because he feels bad for her.
After Nick's done with his cereal, she washes up the bowl and he gets dress. Next he brushes his teeth and Santana combs through his messy locks. They give Finn a kiss goodbye as he continues to look through a bunch of baby websites.
On the way to school Nick is quiet, which is weird. He's usually gabbing about how excited he is for class.
"You doing ok back there?" Santana asks, glancing at him through the rearview mirror.
He plays with his Superman action figure and shrugs, "Yea."
"You wanna skip school and have a play date with mommy?" She doesn't usually do that kind of thing but he looks really sad.
"I rather go to school."
When she pulls up to the student drop off, he buckles himself and leans over the seat, giving her a quick kiss and then jumps out. She watches him run off toward his class before pulling away. She doesn't like that he's upset and wants to know what's wrong with him.
She goes to the restaurant and helps Steve and Paul with the cooking. But they are both acting like Finn and trying to get her to just sit back and relax the whole day. She really can't take the whole delicate thing anymore so she just leaves and goes home to take a nap.
She wakes up a few hours later and feels something attached to her stomach. She sits up and pulls a pair of headphones off of her and holds them up to her ear. It's playing classical music. She turns it off and huffs a little knowing exactly what the hell this is about.
When Finn gets home with Nick, he's not in a much better mood. He hugs her and goes straight to his room.
"He's being weird today." Finn says after the door is shut. "Like, he won't talk to me."
"Yea…well, he got it from you."
"What?"
"The headphones, Finn?"
"Oh, that." He says as if it's totally normal. "I just thought that you know with my genes the baby isn't gonna be that smart and I read that playing classical music makes the baby smart. So, I downloaded some onto a cd, I mixed in some Amy Winehouse and Journey so our baby would be like cool and smart at the same time and the—"
"Stop talking." She says, holding her hands up over his mouth. "One, that's not scientifically proven, Two, our baby is going to inherit my brains so we don't need to worry about that, and Three, you are smart, Finn. Goofy, dorky, sometimes an idiot. But you're not dumb or unintelligent. So stop worrying all the time."
Finn smiled and kissed her hand she laughed and pulled her hand from his mouth. He then pulls her close to him and he kisses her on the lips. She laughed a little and kisses him back. She doesn't pull away when she feels his hand slide over her stomach and rests on her baby bump.
"What's for dinner?" She hears Nick asks which is what makes her pulls away from Finn.
"Hm, I was thinking we could go out to King's Buffet." Nick smiles; Santana knows it's his favorite restaurant which is why she suggested it.
"Whoa, Santana…I know you and I know whenever we go there you only hit the seafood line. That's not good for the baby." Santana sees Nick's face fall. "You relax; I'll cook some hamburgers up. Nick, wanna help?"
"No." He says, looking all sad again and walks off to his room.
"Is he ok?" Finn asks in a worried tone.
Santana shrugs. "I'll go talk to him." She starts to walk toward the room.
Finn frowns a little but goes to start dinner. When Santana gets into the room, she shuts the door and walks over to her son who is sitting in front of his bed, playing with his little action figures.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," He answers but doesn't sound very convincing.
Santana sits down next to him and pulls him into her lap. "Nick, tell mommy what's bothering you."
He sighs a little and leans into her. "Daddy doesn't love me anymore."
"What?"
"He loves the new baby."
"He loves you too."
"Not as much as the new baby."
"Look, your dad loves you and he loves the new baby just the same."
Nick shrugs a little like he doesn't believe her. "Ok, mommy," He wiggles out of her hold and goes back to playing with his toys.
Santana sighs and gets up. She can tell he's not going to listen to anything she says. She goes back out to the kitchen and starts to help Finn cook. Once dinner is ready they sit down together. Finn tries to talk to Nick but he just shrugs and eats his dinner without really talking.
Santana doesn't like that Nick thinks Finn doesn't love him. But she can see how he thinks that way. Finn's obsessing over this baby and hasn't been playing with Nick as much as he uses to. But at the same time, Santana understands why Finn is being like that. This is his first time experiencing the whole baby thing. It's normal to be all excited and get carried away by it.
"Is it ok if I take my bath and go right to bed after dinner?" Nick asks.
"Sweetie, it's only six now. Don't you think that will be too early?"
"Fine, I'll wait an hour."
They eat the rest of their dinner in silence, well, almost silence. Finn keeps trying to make small talk. Santana just nods and Nick straight up ignores him. After dinner, Nick goes into his room again and plays with his toys. Santana helps clean up and Finn complains about Nick.
"Did I do something wrong?" Santana doesn't answer. "You don't think he liked it better when it was just the two of you?" Santana still doesn't answer. "Santana, what if he wishes I wasn't his dad?"
"Finn, he loves you. Stop it."
"Then what's wrong with him." She just shrugs.
An hour later Nick comes out while they're watching some t. v. He announces he's going to take a bath. Nick recently has been opting to do bath time without her helping him get the water on and dry off and get dress. Santana was hurt at first but Finn told her it was totally normal and she couldn't help him bathe forever.
She still makes him keep the door open though so she can make sure he doesn't drown or something. After he's out, he comes back to the living room and says he brushes his teeth, gives Santana and kiss says he doesn't want to be tucked in tonight and walks to his bedroom.
Finn pouts because Nick ignored him and within two seconds he's complaining, drowning out her show.
"If you're so worried, why don't you go talk to him?" She snaps, half of her wants them to resolve this and half of her wants him to shut up.
"I will." Finn says and gets up.
Once he's inside the room, Nick is pulling his blankets down. Nick looks at him but quickly looks away.
"I don't want to be tucked in tonight."
"I wanted to talk to you about something." Finn says, going to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Does this have to do with my talk with mommy earlier?"
Finn shakes his head. "No, I wanna know why you're mad at me."
"Did mommy tell you that I was mad at you?"
"No…why? Is that what your talk was about?"
"No," He answers and gets into the bed. Finn moves closer to him. "What's wrong, Buddy?"
It takes Finn a few more times before Nick admits that he thinks he doesn't love him anymore. He complains about how he wants the new baby to be perfect and that it will be and he'll forget all about him.
"That's crazy talk."
"No, because that is your baby and I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No, you met me too late and you won't love me as much."
"Nick, you are my son. Maybe I didn't get to be with you since you were born but you will always be my first child. And I will always love you. And the new baby, I'm going to love him or her too. But it's going to be equal." Finn leans back in the bed and wraps his arms around Nick.
They lay in bed together, Nick tells Finn about his worries and Finn soothes them away. An hour goes by and Santana goes into the room to check on them. She finds them asleep. Finn's feet are dangling off the small, twin sized bed and Nick is lying on his chest.
Santana runs to her room and gets the camera. She comes back and takes a quick picture of them. They're always so adorable together and they don't even know it. After she puts the camera away, she comes back into the room and gently wakes Finn up.
He'll be sore if he actually spent the night in the little bed. She gets him up and helps him carefully put Nick back down. She tucks him in and pulls Finn into their bedroom.
"You two ok now?"
"Yea," He answers smiling widely.
They get ready for bed and Finn falls back to sleep almost as soon as his head hits the pillows. Santana is happy her boys are good again. She didn't like that Nick thought Finn didn't love him anymore. She can tell by the way Finn acts and looks at their son that he's the most important thing in the world to him.
