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End of Chapter 3

Santana and Brittany got up from the couch at the same time. Santana walked towards the nursery and Brittany walked towards the front door. Brittany's hand was about to open the door when Santana spoke, "Did you want to see Liam before you leave?"

Brittany got a huge smile on her face and nodded her head yes.

Chapter 4

Brittany ended up staying and setting up Liam's little bathtub and then helping Santana by being an extra pair of hands while she bathed Liam. Santana was thankful Brittany was there because sometimes you need the an extra pair hands when taking care of a newborn. Her mother and abuela had helped her the first three weeks and she really missed having someone there. Santana never imagined she would be a single mother but she was and determined to be as independent as possible while raising Liam, however, she also knew there were going to be times she needed help.

Brittany noticed how gentle Santana was bathing Liam and how she talked to him the whole time. Brittany especially loved how Liam's eyes got big and his little arms would move while he watched his mother's face. Santana was great at being a new mom and her love for Liam showed in everything she did for him. After Liam's bath Santana got him dressed and then nursed him while Brittany made them a late lunch.

Brittany could hear Santana talking and occasionally singing to Liam while she nursed him. Brittany found herself thinking about what it would be like to come home every day to a family of her own. She knew being around Santana and Liam was playing on her maternal instincts of wanting a family. Add to that Brittany's attraction to Santana and her feelings were all over the place at the moment.

"Did you find everything you needed?" Brittany was broken out of her deep thoughts when she heard Santana's voice behind her.

Brittany turned around and gave Santana a smile, "Yeah, lunch is already. Where do you want to eat?"

"How about we eat in the living room sitting on the couch? I put Liam in his swing and I don't like leaving him alone in it for very long. You take the plates in the living room and I'll grab a couple bottle of water." Santana got the bottles of water from the refrigerator and then joined Brittany in the living room on the couch.

"That swing is amazing how it gently sways from side to side. Liam looks so comfy snuggled in it. Makes me wish they made one large enough for adults. Did you try putting him in that last night when he wouldn't stop crying?" Brittany asked as she watched Liam in his swing.

Santana took a drink of water before answering, "I told you I tried everything that included his swing. He usually loves it and falls right to sleep if he's fussy when I put him in it. That was another reason I got so worried about his crying because even the swing wouldn't calm him down. So Brittany tell me about yourself. I mean you know a lot about me and you even have met my parents and abuela but other you being an obstetrician I don't know anything about you."

Brittany finished chewing the lettuce salad she had her mouth and took a drink. "Well let's see I grew up in a small town in New York state. I have a sister who is five years younger than me. I graduated from Harvard Medical School and then moved to Chicago four years ago when I was offered a job as an obstetrician at an establish women's health center. We haven't talked about our ages so I'll bite the bullet and go first, I just turned 30 a month ago. Here I can show you a picture of my family it's only fair since I've met yours." Brittany got her cell phone out of her jeans pocket and once she found a picture of her family she handed the phone to Santana.

Before Santana looked at the picture she gave Brittany a small smile, "I'm 29 years old." Santana then looked at the picture of Brittany's family. The picture was taken last Christmas and they all had on matching Christmas sweaters which was a tradition for their Christmas Eve picture. Brittany watched closely for any reaction from Santana as she looked at the picture. She could tell that Santana was thinking as she looked at the picture and the silence told a lot too. Finally Santana spoke and she smiled at Brittany as she handed her phone back to her. "That's a great picture of your family. You look like you're having a lot of fun."

"Thanks, my parents pick out the matching Christmas sweaters and every Christmas Eve we have our picture taken wearing them. It's a family tradition." Brittany saw the way Santana had looked at her family picture and she knew why Santana had looked at it so intently for a few seconds. Brittany didn't know whether she should just let it go or talk to Santana about it.

"My family has traditions too and they are so special. I want Liam and me to have our own special family traditions." Santana looked over lovingly at Liam who was still fast asleep in his swing.

"I'm adopted." Brittany blurted out quickly and quietly.

Santana looked at Brittany who was staring at the remaining salad on her plate playing with it with her fork. She then moved closer to Brittany on the couch so she could put her hand on her right forearm. When Brittany felt Santana touch her arm she put her fork down on her plate and looked at Santana who was sitting to her right. "Are you okay?" It was the only words Santana could think of saying at that moment. She couldn't tell if Brittany was upset or not.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I have no problem with being adopted or telling people I'm adopted. As far as I'm concerned I was raised by the parents I was supposed to be raised by. They have loved me my entire life as their daughter and not for one second have I ever thought they loved me any less because I'm not their biological child."

Santana squeezed Brittany's arm before letting go of it. Both women missed the contact immediately. "Why did you feel you needed to tell me you were adopted? Don't get me wrong I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to be me."

Brittany took a drink of her water and cleared her throat. "I saw how you studied my family picture. It's how everyone studies a picture of my family when I show one to them. I watch them try to figure it out. My father's Asian, my mother is white, has dark brown hair, and brown eyes, and my sister has all of the Asian characteristics of our father. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skins with a few freckles and no Asian characteristics at all. Some people just blurt it out and ask me if I'm adopted, or if my mother is my biological mother and my father is my step-father. I've known I was adopted since I was ten years old and I accept it because of parent's honesty and love."

Santana chose her next words carefully, "I have to admit I was trying to figure it out but I don't know genetics so I thought maybe you just got more of your mother's genes but then I looked at your sister and saw her obvious Asian characteristics. I didn't say anything because it really wasn't my place to ask you because I respect your privacy."

Brittany watched Liam's swing go back and forth for a few minutes while Santana finished eating her lunch. "My parents adopted me when I was a month old. Someone, I'm assuming was my birth-mother, left me outside a police station on the hood of a police car in a baby carrier. They figured I was there a twenty-thirty minutes before I was found when the police changed shifts. All I was wearing was a dirty diaper. It was early spring and quite chilly but luckily they found me before I could get hypothermia. The police station was in a small town and they didn't have cameras outside like they do now and no one saw who left me there. The authorities tried to find my parents but never could and there was no way to find out my identity. They did take my foot prints and compare them to the newborns that had born at the local hospital in the past month but none matched mine. I may not have been born in hospital at all. I don't even know my real date of birth. They figured I was about a month old so when my parent's adopted me they used the date 30 days before I was found as my date of birth, April 1st."

Santana listened in shock as Brittany told her story. She hadn't even realized that Brittany had stopped talking for a couple of minutes because she was so lost in thought. "Um…I…don't…"

"It's ok Santana you don't have say anything. It's really ok. Like I said I was raised by the parents I was supposed to be raised by so all is good." Brittany gave Santana a small smile but Santana noticed right away how the smile wasn't reflected in the look in her eyes. Brittany's eyes were full of sadness.

Santana's cell phone rang before she could respond to Brittany. The cell phone ringing had woken Liam up and he started to cry. "Can you take Liam out of his swing while I just go to my bedroom to talk to my parents?" Brittany wasn't sure why Santana needed to go to her bedroom to talk on the phone but she would never give up the chance the hold Liam.

"Sure you go talk to your parents." Brittany got up from the couch and walked over to the swing. Liam was crying with his mouth open and little tongue curled up on the sides like babies do. Brittany unclasped the belt that held Liam in his swing and then gently picked him up. She giggled when she read what was written on his onesie. There was motorcycle with the words 'Mommy's Little Rebel'. She held him to her chest with his head on her shoulder and walked back over to the couch sitting down.

Brittany rubbed Liam's back and he started to calm down immediately. "You just wanted to be held didn't you little man." Brittany felt the side of Liam's head on her left cheek and being this close to him really made her maternal instincts kick in. She wanted to kiss his head but she knew that would be crossing a boundary so she settled for rubbing his back and humming to him. Liam fell back to sleep within a few minutes. Brittany closed her eyes trying to slow down all of the thoughts that were running through her head.

Santana came back into the living room about fifteen minutes later and felt her heart flutter at the sight in front of her. Brittany was sitting on the couch with her eyes closed holding Liam who was fast asleep while she continued to rub his back gently and hum. Santana quickly took out her phone and took a picture.

"Brittany", Santana said quietly as she sat on the couch beside Brittany. Brittany opened her eyes and when she looked at Santana she saw red rimmed eyes a sure sign that Santana had been crying. She wondered why Santana would be crying while talking to her parents on the phone.

"Is everything ok?" Brittany whispered not wanting to risk waking up Liam.

"Yeah everything is fine. I just got emotional talking to my parents and abuela about how scared I was last night when Liam wouldn't stop crying. It's silly really. I told them how you came to our rescue and they told me to thank you. My father is flying to Chicago later tonight and bringing my abuela with him. I don't know if my father told you that he's an orthopedic surgeon when you met him the night Liam was born. He's actually one of the best in the country. Well, one of Chicago basketball players hurt his knee and they called my father to come to Chicago for a consultation. He will probably be here for a couple of days, however, my abuela is staying for two weeks. I know my parents are worried about me being alone with a newborn so now my abuela will be here to help. Don't get me wrong I'm happy my abuela is coming because I want her and Liam to form a bond like I have with her. I just think there's also an ulterior motive for her coming to stay for two weeks. Since Elsa left me they have been trying to get me to move back to Columbus to be closer to them. I've been doing a lot of thinking about it and maybe they are right. I mean I don't have job here and no close friends. I'd better put Liam in his crib." Santana stood up and then Brittany carefully handed him over to her.

Brittany took their lunch dishes to the kitchen while Santana put Liam in his crib. Brittany filled the sink with hot water and then added the dish detergent she found in the cupboard under the sink. She watched the soap foam in the water while she thought about what Santana had said about moving to Columbus. Brittany felt sad and her heartbreaking just thinking about it. She really wanted a chance to get to know Santana better but if she decided to move that would never happen. Santana was a strong woman but she would need help raising Liam and by living closer to her family they would be able to provide the support she needed to raise him.

"You don't need to do the dishes. I can do them. You've already helped me out so much last night and today." Santana said as she walked into the kitchen and stood beside Brittany.

"It's ok I don't mind." Brittany did her best to smile at Santana but the smile still wasn't matching the emotion in her eyes.

Santana once again put her hand on Brittany's forearm. "I'm sorry I couldn't find the right words to say you when you told me about being left at the police station. To be honest my first thought was to hug you. I can't imagine not knowing who my parents are or not knowing my real date of birth. And here I was telling you all about how Elsa wanted me to give up Liam for adoption because he wasn't perfect her eyes. I'm sorry if all of this has stirred up any bad memories or feelings."

Brittany felt a flood of emotion hit her and she wanted to just turn around and run out of Santana's apartment. She really was ok with being adopted but every once in awhile feelings of insecurity crept in and she had felt them a time or two since meeting Santana and hearing how Elsa thought Liam wasn't perfect and should be put up for adoption.

Brittany's shoulders began to shake and Santana scowled. It was then she noticed Brittany had her eyes closed while tears fell down her face. "I'm sorry if I said something to upset you."

Brittany shook her head no letting Santana know she hadn't said anything that upset her. Santana took a hold of Brittany's hand and led to the couch where they both sat down. Santana didn't let go of Brittany's hand hoping it would provide some comfort. She decided to wait and see if Brittany wanted to talk or just sit there in silence.

Brittany with tears still running down her face looked at Santana. "Why? Why didn't my birth-parents want me? Why didn't they love me? What was wrong with me?"

Santana felt her heartbreak at that moment when she saw the broken look on Brittany's face. Santana didn't think twice this time she pulled Brittany into a hug and rubbed her back while she cried out all of her emotions.

TBC

There will be more cute times with Liam to come.