AN: I own nothing. Glee belongs to Fox and RIB.

This is sort of AU. There will be parts from season 2 though.

Due to many requests to get to what is going on I shall post another chapter today. And when I upload the next you should have your answer. ;)

I thought I would try something new. So this story arose. I hope you like it.

CHAPTER 4

"I don't see why I need so many clothes." Rachel said looking at the pile Santana, Brittany and Quinn had made on the bench in the changing rooms.

"Oh please." Santana scoffed. "Not all is for you. If they don't look hot on you they'll look hot on me." Santana said inspecting her nails.

"San." Brittany warned and Santana sighed.

"Sorry for insulting you. But those are all the ones we liked for you and for us." Santana said as Rachel shut the dressing room door and began to try on all the outfits.

Quinn sat with Beth waiting for Rachel to show the final product of the outfit and Brittany and Santana were off finding more much to Rachel dismay. She wasn't going to by all of these surely. But why would she want nice clothes if they were going to get ruined by some kind of slushy. She could only hope they were grape. It was her favorite flavor.

"Why do I need more clothes?" Rachel whined as Santana dragged her into another store. They had purchased at least three or four outfits at the last store and Rachel found herself in another dressing room with a pile of outfits laid out in front of her.

"Stop your groaning and get to changing." Santana ordered and Rachel pouted as she walked into the dressing room stall and began trying on the many outfits.

Quinn found her pout to be the most adorable thing. But she knew when needed that pout could get her whatever she wanted.

Twenty five outfits and fourteen combos of the same outfits and purchases of at least seven or eight of the said outfits later they were seated in the food court. Well Santana and Rachel were seated with Beth in the food court enjoying smoothies while Quinn and Brittany were at some baby store they had passed. Beth was currently wailing and Santana was moaning and groaning.

"Make it stop!" Santana groaned as Rachel lifted Beth from her stroller. "Can't you turn the thing off?"

Rachel glared. "You can't just flip a switch and it is a she." Rachel snapped rocking Beth in one arm while shifting through the diaper bag with the other. Beth calmed but continued to cry.

"Can we muzzle it?" Santana groaned.

Rachel shot another glare at Santana then smiled in triumph as she pulled out the pre-made bottle and shook it a bit making sure the formula was properly mixed. She looked at it closely then smiled contently and popped the cap off the bottle and put the nub to Beth's mouth. Beth happily began sucking on the bottle and the cry stopped.

"Finally." Santana sighed sitting up right.

"Santana, she is only a few months old mind you. She is going to cry for the things she wants because she cannot speak. IT is how the infant communicates with those around them." Rachel scolded as Beth continued to eat.

Santana rolled her eyes. "I don't see why Q and Britts would leave us with the kid while they went shopping for it." At Rachel's look of disapproval Santana rolled her eyes and corrected herself. "Her."

"Thank you." Rachel said as she smiled over Santana's shoulder to the approaching blondes.

When Quinn spotted Rachel feeding Beth holding her carefully in her arms she felt her stomach do a flop. Rachel was so careful with Beth and over the summer Rachel was usually the one awake first so she would take Beth and feed her before placing her in her swing and making breakfast during their sleepovers. The feelings have always been there and she always told herself they were feelings of hatred. But as they spent time together over the summer she has come to acknowledge those feelings as something else. But what? She doesn't know yet.

Quinn took the seat next to Rachel and Brittany took the seat next to Santana happily sipping at the smoothie in front of the Latina.

"Do you want me to take her?" Quinn asked and Rachel shook her head.

"No. It's ok. You deserve a break every now and then." Rachel smiles adjusting the hold she has on the bottle.

Quinn smiles at her and then looks down at Beth.

Brittany watched both girls knowingly. She knew people and she took pride in it. She was perceptive when it came to the world around her. Hand her a book and she can ask question that if you look deep into them they are valid. If you know how to answer them that is. That's why Brittany loves Santana. Well one of the reasons she loves Santana. There are a million but the one Brittany loves the most is just her. Just Santana.

"So are we headed home yet?" Rachel asked hopefully.

"Nope." Santana grinned. "We got clothes now you need shoes." Santana said as Rachel sighed heavily. She wanted to go home.

"Come on Rachel I'll make sure she has a limit of only ten pairs." Quinn said.

"And no shoplifting." Brittany smiled.

"SHH!" Santana hissed. "We don't need people to know about that." Santana whispered and Brittany nodded.

"Ok. I'm sorry San." She pouted and Santana smiled adoringly at the blonde kissing her cheek and taking her pinky in her own.

"It's ok Britt, but it's also a secret ok?"

"Ok!" Brittany beamed.

Rachel and Quinn watched the exchange with happy smiles. But both wished they had what their two friends did. It was a wonderful kind of love. If Santana wasn't too afraid of coming out then it would be better.

They bought a few pairs of sneakers and at the insistence of all three Rachel purchased two pairs of heels and boots.

When Santana announced that it was in fact time to head home Rachel let out a whoop of happiness making Quinn giggle and Santana to roll her eyes. Brittany just laughed and danced with her to the car.

Santana is obviously not a baby person.

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