"Santana we have plenty of money and we need to get some baby stuff." Brittany says as she put the girls in the stroller.

"How about you go and I'll stay here." Santana grumbles this is not how she wants to spend her Saturday.

"Santana Lopez-Pierce if you ever want on this," Brittany motions to her body. "Again you will get your ass off the couch and come with me otherwise you can also stay on that couch for the next month." she threatens causing Santana to jump up and follow her wife.

Santana loves spending her weekends with her wife doing whatever the blonde decides they should do. The only problem is this week has been especially hectic for her and she is exhausted and just wants to sleep. And if she has her way in the arms of her wife, but no apparently she has to go shopping. She knows better than to test her wife's anger now that she is pregnant so she is hurrying after her wife ready to do whatever she wants.

"So honey where are we headed to?" Santana asks looping an arm around the blonde's waist.

"Toy's R US, Target and Baby Gap." Brittany tells her.

"Fuck, babe can't we just go to Target then I can play video games and look at music and movies while you get all the crap that we need." Santana whines as they approach Toy's R Us.

"Oh so this baby is crap." Brittany growls pushing Santana away from her. "If you think tha..." Santana silences her by kissing her.

"You know I don't think that it's just I'm tired and would rather be in bed with you cuddled up against me right now." Santana says taking the stroller from her.

"I know it's just these damn hormones." Brittany mumbles putting her head on Santana's shoulder.

"It's forgotten, now let's gets all this stuff on your list so we can get back home and I can gets back to sleep." Santana says as they enter the store.

Brittany smiles as Santana tries to pull a cart behind her while pushing the stroller in front of her. For some reason Santana is going into protective mode right now and not letting Brittany do anything. Not that she minds at all it is fun being pampered.

"Britt here you wait here with our daughters while I go get this three seater stroller which by the way I don't think we need." Santana kisses her before leaving Brittany in the movie section.

Brittany sees a few Disney movies that they do not own. Looking down at her daughters she decides to get all six movies as she knows that they will love them and enjoying watching them with her and Santana. It's then that she decides Santana is taking too long plus they have to get clothes for their son and it's in the back where the strollers are. Pushing the girls back there she sees something that makes her wants to throw up. Santana flirting with another woman.

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As soon as Santana had left her wife in the movies which she knew they'd be taking home at least five new ones, she notices a woman following her. She thought at first that maybe she is just heading in the same direction, but when she turns down every same aisle and to the bathroom, Santana knows the woman is following her.

"Hi," the woman says when Santana stops in front of the strollers. "My name is Crystal." she says looking Santana up and down.

"Um...Santana," Santana says giving Crystal a look like what the fuck are you doing.

"Santana what a pretty name for a pretty lady." Crystal says seductively still eyeing Santana up and down.

"Thanks?" Santana says not knowing how to react most of the time Brittany would scare any woman away from her.

"So what's a pretty thing like you doing here in the baby section?" Crystal says batting her eye lashes.

"My...um...wife..." Santana trails off finally actually looking at this woman for the first time. She is very pretty, built very similar to Brittany with a long, toned athletic body with long blonde hair as well. If she is honest with herself this girl is rather hot and if she wasn't happily married and madly in love with her wife, she'd totally would have hit on the woman and asked for her number.

"I should have figured that a sexy lady like yourself would be taken." Crystal says touching her arm giggling.

"Um thanks I think," Santana says not sure wither she should pull away or allow this woman to continue to hit on her. She actually knows the answer, but really likes the complements she is getting from this woman.

"Oh my what are we packing down here." Crystal exclaims. "I must admit I'm really turned on by this." she says cupping Santana's bulge.

Santana lets out an involuntary moan from the contact. She is about to tell the woman off that she loves her wife more than life itself and wants nothing to do with her when she catches out of the corner of her eye a flash of blonde hair.

"Britt!" Santana shouts, but before she can say anything she feels a hard sting on her face as she sees a pale hand retract and turn to Crystal slapping her as well.

"Stay the fuck away from my wife." Brittany growls getting right up into Crystal's face.

"What the hell? Are you a fucking crazy bitch? I was just talking to her." Crystal says lying through her teeth.

"Oh really cause from where I was standing you were fucking hitting on my wife and grabbed at her crotch." Brittany spits stepping forward causing Crystal to stumble back into several strollers.

"Um...well..." Crystal trails off having been caught red handed she doesn't know what to do.

"Yeah that's what I thought bitch." Brittany growls glaring at her.

"Santana if you ever get tired of following this bitch give me a call." Crystal says handing Santana her number.

"Get out of here bitch." Brittany growls slapping Crystal's hand away from Santana before she can give Santana her number. If Brittany wasn't pregnant and thus very scary, Crystal would have tried again, but instead she just leaves.

"Britt," Santana softly says knowing she is about to get it.

Brittany wheels around glaring at her wife. She is pissed as hell that her wife has been flirting with some woman while looking for strollers for their unborn son. Not only does it piss her off, but she is also very jealous. She has never liked when other women are around her wife unless they are friends, way older or related. It isn't her fault that she is very possessive of her wife and her dick. She also feels very insecure as she thinks she looks like a fucking whale being eight months pregnant.

"What?! What could you possible say that would make what you did okay? Until you figure out wither you really want to be with me don't bother coming home!" Brittany shouts taking the stroller and their daughters and leaving Santana all alone standing in the middle of the aisle staring after her wife shocked by what happened.

"Well fuck," Santana mumbles, heading out of the store knowing better than to return home so soon while Brittany is pissed as hell.

The only place Santana can think to go to is Kurt and Rachel's apartment. It is not something she wants to do as Rachel bugs the fuck out of her, but it is her only option.

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"Rachel, Kurt! Please open up! I know your both in there!" Santana shouts knocking on the door.

"Hold on," Kurt says opening the door only to have Santana rush in and throwing herself on the couch completely missing Quinn, Blaine and Rachel who are all sitting at the dining table.

"What's that about?" Blaine asks when Kurt walks back.

"I don't know," Kurt says turning to Rachel and Quinn.

Rachel is just as confused as the two men, but Quinn isn't so she walks over to Santana.

"What happened this time?" Quinn asks knowing that Santana had done something to piss Brittany off.

"We went... I fucked up Q. You should have seen her; I've never seen her so pissed in my life." Santana sobs into a pillow.

"Shh, it's okay," Quinn says rubbing Santana's back until she falls asleep.

"What's up with her?" Rachel asks when Quinn comes back.

"Santana did something to piss Brittany off and I do believe she's been kicked out of their apartment so she'll be staying here for now." Quinn says telling Rachel and Kurt this even though it's their apartment.

The rest of the night they take shifts watching Santana in case she wakes up and starts freaking out. Quinn has just finished watching Santana at four a.m. and she decided to call Brittany to find out what happened. She knows that Brittany will be up as she never can sleep without Santana even when pissed at her.

"Hello," a groggy voice answers.

"Britt? What the hell is going on?" Quinn asks not even waiting for her to answer if it is her.

"Q? Did she really go all the way up to Yale?" Brittany asks, she had been hoping that Santana hadn't gone too far cause even though she is pissed at her, she still loves her more than anything and is worried about her.

"No I'm at Rachel's and Kurt's we were about to eat lunch when she pounded on the door yelling about letting her in. I hardly got anything out of her. She's been crying and terrified about you leaving her. She finally fell asleep about an hour ago, but had been pretending for a couple of hours." Quinn tells her hoping that maybe she'll be able to get something out of the other blonde.

"Listen Q, San knows she can come home anytime now that I've cooled down. If she doesn't come home in the next few days then I know that she no longer wants to be married." Brittany says sadly.

"Britt I can honestly tell you that's the last thing she wants. When she wakes up I'll send her home." Quinn reassures her.

"I don't want her home unless she wants to be. Now I'm going back to sleep now. Good night Q." Brittany says hanging up.

Quinn can't believe it; she has never heard Brittany so cold before. Heck she has never seen or heard of them fighting like this before. She hopes that they will work it out cause she knows deep down that they both love each other more than anything plus they have their girls and another on the way. In her mind they have to stay together and make up otherwise she'll never be able to find love herself cause if they can't last then no one can.

"Q, you're thinking too much." Santana mumbles rubbing her eyes to try and wake up.

"I'm just thinking about how you need to go home and make up with your wife so I can believe that I have a chance at finding love." Quinn says shocking Santana.

"I don't know if I can," Santana sadly says. "She was really pissed and I'm pretty sure that if I'd show up that she'd kill me."

"No she wouldn't S, she loves you. Now if you don't mind what exactly did you do to piss her off?" Quinn asks.

"Q, that's not something I want to talk about." Santana says curling up hugging her knees to her body.

"Listen Santana if you tell me I can help and you don't have to worry about Rachel or Kurt overhearing as they left with Blaine to go show him around." Quinn tells her still hoping she might tell her.

"Fine if you really must know we were at Toys R' Us and I was looking at strollers while Brittany was looking at movies. Some woman starting talking to me and at first I thought she was just making small talk until it became obvious that she was hitting on me. It was sort of nice to have someone other than Brittany comment on how beautiful I am so I went with it, but I didn't flirt back and told her I was happily married. It wasn't until she cupped my crotch after noticing well you know that I was going to tell her off, but apparently Britt had seen and flipped. And I mean flipped she slapped both me and the woman. Practically bit off the woman's head in a jealous rage and after scaring her off she turned on me before leaving. I just don't know what to do." Santana says sobbing into Quinn's shoulder.

"Go tell her that you love her and only care for her. Let her know that you love her and only her and that you were too mortified to say anything, it terrified her." Quinn tells her, pulling Santana up who looks a little more upbeat. "Now go get your girl." she says pushing her out the door.

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Brittany has both her daughters next to her as she cuddles into the bed putting her head on Santana's pillow and inhaling deep. Sure she's a pissed, jealous wreck, but she misses having Santana next to her, holding her and protecting her. It's not like she has gotten any sleep, she never sleeps well without Santana next to her.

"Belinda don't be like your mama always go after your lover right away." Brittany whispers kissing her sleeping daughter on the forehead. "And you Caja never flip like I did, but really it's not my fault I'm pregnant." she whispers kissing Caja on the forehead also.

Watching her girls sleep, she silently sobs. After her call from Quinn she feels a little better with the fact that Santana is somewhere safe at least. All she really wants is Santana here groveling, kissing her and then finally holding her while she snuggles into her wife.

A little after six Brittany finally falls asleep, right as Santana opens the door to the apartment quietly. Santana is happy that Brittany is asleep so she can set up her plan. At eight twenty Brittany finally wakes up to the smell of bacon cooking.

"San?" Brittany groggily asks walking into the kitchen with Belinda and Caja in either arm.

"Hey, I thought you might be hungry." Santana softly says hoping that Brittany won't be upset still or at least will sit down and eat with her.

"I am thanks." Brittany says sitting their daughters in highchairs before sitting down herself.

They eat in silence occasionally looking up at each other, but never saying anything.

"Quinn will be in a few to watch the girls for us." Santana says after cleaning up.

"What for?" Brittany asks.

"I have a lot of things to say to you and would prefer to have the girls gone so they don't start crying and interrupt us." Santana says just as the doorbell rings.

It takes twenty minutes for Quinn to get everything and take the girls out leaving Brittany sitting on the couch and Santana standing awkwardly at the door.

"Britt," Santana tries to start off before Brittany cuts her off.

"Santana if you're done with our marriage please just tell me now so I don't get my hopes up." she says turning away.

"Britt, that's the farthest thing from my mind. I love you." Santana says lunging forward kissing Brittany passionately. "I'm so sorry baby that I made you feel jealous and insecure. I never intended that and I tried to brush her off, but she just wouldn't leave. What you saw was me terrified that someone had touched me there. The only person allowed to is you. I was scared and didn't know what to do, you've always scared away all the girls that hit on me." she sobs into Brittany's shoulder.

"Shh, baby look at me." Brittany says lifting Santana's chin to look her in the eyes. "Even when pissed the hell off at you, sweetie, I still love you." she says softly kissing her.

"So you forgive me? Cause I'll never let anything escalade like that again babe I promise." Santana pleas hoping against hope that Brittany will forgive her.

"Of course I do. It wasn't entirely your fault either. I over reacted, these damn hormones are all over the place." Brittany says pulling Santana as close as her baby bump will allow.

"I love you so much Britt Britt." Santana says kissing her again and again before picking her up bridal style and carrying her into their bedroom.

"San!" Brittany giggles throwing her arms around Santana's neck.

"We still have one more thing to do before things can go back to normal." Santana says placing Brittany on the bed.

"Oh and what is that?" Brittany asks tugging Santana down next to her, pulling on the hem of her shirt.

"Well we need to have make up sex." Santana says stripping off their clothes.

"That explains why you wanted the kids gone horn dog." Brittany giggles slapping Santana on the arm.

"I may be a horn dog, but I'm the horn dog you married. Now let me please make love to my wife." Santana says getting serious looking expectantly at her wife.

"Do you even have to ask?" Brittany says smiling pulling Santana closer, grabbing her dick, stroking it a couple times to help her get harder before positioning her in front of her pussy.

"Ready?" Santana asks being way more careful now that Brittany is so close to popping.

"San, I'm fucking horny as hell." Brittany whines trying to push herself onto Santana.

"Fuck!" Santana moans as she finally shelves herself all the way into her wife.

"Oh god San, that feels so fucking good." Brittany moans as Santana starts thrusting.

Santana smirks as she pushes in as far as she can earning a series of delightful moans and squeaks from Brittany. Tonight is all about showing her pregnant wife how much she loves her.

"You're so fuck tight Britt." Santana groans as Brittany claws at her back.

"I'm close..." Brittany squeaks clawing even harder at Santana's back.

"Umph...so am I," Santana groans thrusting even faster before slamming in as far as she can go and releases her hot streams of cum.

"SANTANA!" Brittany screams clamping down on Santana tight.

They pant, foreheads pressed together, staring into each other's eyes.

"I love you," Santana whispers kissing Brittany lightly on the lips. "And I love you too." she says kissing the baby bump.

"I love you too," Brittany whispers snuggling farther into Santana sighing.

"Didn't sleep much?" Santana asks wrapping her arms tighter around Brittany already knowing the answer.

"I never do without you." Brittany yawns.

"You never will again." Santana whispers to a half asleep Brittany before drifting off herself.