AN: Thanks for all the positive feedback on the last few chapters. This chapter is really juicy I think so keep reading and leave me a review on how you liked it. Thanks guys!

Two weeks later Santana is now four months pregnant. She has a obviously pregnant belly that can barely be hidden by her sweatshirts anymore. They're sitting in the waiting room of planned parenthood waiting for their monthly check up.

"Are you nervous?" She asked. Same was holding her hand and shaking.

"Yea," He laughed and kissed her hand.

"Don't be Sam. We're going to find out if it's a girl or a boy."

"Santana Lopez!" The nurse said. They got up and walked into the room.

Sam held Santana's hand tightly as they heard the heart beat of their baby. Santana started to cry and Sam kissed her.

"You guys have a very healthy baby. Would you like to know the sex?" The doctor said. They both nodded. The doctor looked back at the screen for a moment. "It's a girl! She is growing very well and we should be able to give you a due date next time you come. And I'll print two pictures of the sonogram for both of you." The doctor wiped the gel off Santana stomach. "I'll see you in a month Santana. You too Sam. " The doctor left leaving the two of them in the room.

Santana pulled down her shirt and sat up. Sam helped her down from the table and embraced her, "I love you Santana."

"I love you too Sammy." He kissed her on her forehead and they walked out.

The next morning Santana decided to come to glee practice because she was feeling better. She drove herself to school and was making her way into the building. She stopped at the bathroom before she went to the room. While she was washing her hands she felt a light flutter in her stomach. She put her hands on her stomach and felt it again. The baby was moving! She quickly got out her phone and called Sam to tell him to come to the bathroom and feel it.

The group was on stage practicing their dance when Sam's phone rang.

"Mr. Schue I've gotta get this." Sam said as he jumped off the stage.

"Sam you can't jump to get your phone every time you get a call or text." Mr. Schue said. Sam was already answering though.

"Hello?" He said softly.

"Sam, come to the bathroom something is happening," Santana said.

"What?! Are you ok?" He heard her scream a little. "I'm coming San hold on!" He put his phone away and started to walk out of the auditorium.

"Where are you going?!" Rachel shouted.

"Ummm…I need to get something out of my locker." He said.

"Can't it wait until we're done?" Kurt asked putting his hand on his hip. Sam turned and walked out. "I guess not…" Kurt said rolling his eyes.

Sam ran to the bathroom as fast as he could, "Santana!" She was standing in the corner with her sweatshirt off and her hands on her bare stomach.

"Come here! Feel this!" She ran to him and took his hand putting it on her stomach. He felt it as soon as his hand came in contact with her stomach.

"Oh my god…" He said. "She's moving."

"I know." Santana said smiling.

"That's…that's amazing." Sam shed a tear. "God Santana, I love you so much."

Later in the day Sam and Santana were standing at Santana's locker. She gave him his picture of the sonogram. Quinn was standing at her locker watching them and saw her giving him the photo. Quinn slammed her locker and stormed up to them.

"What is that?!" Quinn asked furiously.

"Nothing." Santana tried to put it back into her locker, but Quinn slammed her locker shut. Almost catching Santana's hand in the door.

"QUINN!" Sam shouted.

"Shut up." Quinn stepped between Sam and Santana shoving Sam out of the way. "Santana give it to me."

"Quinn stop, you're causing a scene," Santana said desperately trying to get Quinn to go away.

"I don't care!" Quinn shouted. People were starting to look at them as they walked past.

"Can we do this another time?" Santana said quietly.

"I've given you other times but you won't tell me."

"Please Quinn." Sam tried to push Quinn out of the way, but she elbowed him in the chest. Quinn grabbed the paper in Santana's hands and tried to pull it out of her hands, but Santana held on with a tight grip.

"SANTANA LET GO!" Quinn shouted. People now stopped and were watching them.

"QUINN!" Sam shouted trying to get her to stop.

"Quinn please!" Santana said. Quinn held onto the paper with one hand and shoved Santana onto the floor with the other. Santana fell backwards and screamed. She hit the ground with a thud, but still did not hold her stomach.

"SAN!" Sam rushed to Santana's side and supported her back. "Oh god are you ok?" Santana didn't answer, she was watching Quinn.

Quinn looked down at the picture, it was black and white. She recognized it immediately. It was a sonogram. It read 18 weeks on the top. It all clicked, that's why Sam was always at her side, why he freaked when she fell, why she quit the cheerios, why she was throwing up, why she wasn't come to practice, and why she dressed like this. Santana looked up at Quinn with tears threatening to fall. Quinn had never seen Santana look so vulnerable and scared ever.

The hallway was silent watching them and Quinn said it, "You're pregnant." Everyone's eyes widened and some students gasped. Quinn dropped the picture and went to help Santana up. Sam put his arm up blocking Quinn from touching her. "I'm so sorry."

Tears were falling from Santana's eyes now as Sam helped her up. He put his hand around her waist and they walked down the hall together. Quinn held the photo and watched them walk down the hall together. The crowd started talking, Quinn knew they were talking about Santana. Quinn followed them down the hall and heard what people were saying.

"God Santana Lopez and Sam Evans ewww!"

"She's such a slut!"

"She sleeps with every guy in the school!"

"What did she expect!"

"What a whore!"

Quinn followed them until they left school. She hesitated to leave, but decided to go. San and Santana didn't leave school they just sat on the bleachers on the field. Quinn watched from a distance as Santana cried into Sam's chest.

"It's ok San. Shhhh." He hugged her while she cried. Santana had taken off her sweatshirt and had on a blouse, now you could clearly see her bump.

"Sam, you can go back to class, I'm fine." Santana said after she'd stopped crying.

"Are you sure?" Sam asked.

"Yea…"

"San I really don't want to leave you."

"Quinn is still here, I'll be fine." She shouted making sure Quinn heard her.

"Ok." He kissed her forehead and walked back towards the building. Santana sat there staring out onto the field. Quinn walked up the bleachers and sat next to Santana. They sat in silence for a moment until Santana spoke up.

"Thanks Q."

"For what?" Quinn said surprised.

"Telling everyone for me."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Yes and no." Quinn was confused. "Quinn, Sam wanted me to just tell everyone I was pregnant, but I couldn't. You did it for me."

"Oh."

"But I the same time I want to rip your guts out."

"I get it."

"Quinn remember when you were pregnant?"

"Yea."

"Then why did you do that to me? You knew how it felt."

"I wasn't sure if you were pregnant. I mean…I had a theory…but I wasn't sure."

"Sure you were…" Santana stood up and started walking down the bleachers.

"Santana please don't do this."

"You did this yourself Q."

"You had to tell them one day!"

"What if I had a plan?! What if I wanted to tell them when I was ready!?" Quinn was silent. "Exactly. Don't talk to me Quinn." Santana continued down the bleachers and walked back into school.