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October 8th 2011, 3PM

Brittany was lying on her bed, with a laptop on her lap. She was scrolling through pictures of apartments in Lima that she and Santana could afford. The previous Wednesday she went to an interview for Pizza Hut, and that morning she got a call saying she got the job. It was only minimal pay and only part-time, but it was the best they were going to get.

"Brittany," Santana called. She walked into the blonde's bedroom. Over the past week, she had moved all of her clothes into Brittany's room. There were about four large suitcases spread out on the floor, all of them opened, full of Santana's clothes. Neither of them had decided to unpack her clothes just because they were trying to move out anyway and there would be no point.

The latina hopped onto the bed and moved Brittany's laptop off her lap, and then straddled the blonde's hips. She cupped Brittany's face and locked their lips together. Ever since they proclaimed their love for each other and kissed in that shed, Santana and Brittany had been attached at the hip. They took every chance they could just to kiss or hold hands, in the safe haven called 'home'. Although, sometimes it wasn't much of a safe haven.

Brittany popped her hips up and sat up a little bit, leaning back on her elbows. She licked Santana's bottom lip and slipped it into her mouth. Quickly, she sat up and held Santana's back. Santana began to grind on Brittany's hips. Brittany lifted Santana's shirt over her head and tossed it to the side. She broke the kiss and quickly whipped off her hoodie and threw it to the bottom of her bed. "God, I f*cking love you," Brittany got onto her knees and held Santana's back again, once again locking their lips in a passionate kiss. Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck.

They didn't hear Brittany's mother walking towards the door, which was wide open. "Girls, what woul- Oh my God!" Susan dropped her phone and her eyes widened. Instantly Santana pulled Brittany's hoodie to cover her torso. "Okay, this door open policy isn't working," she covered her eyes awkwardly. "Actually, you know what just close the door. You guys are adults, you're having a baby. Carry on, Santana can't get pregnant again," Susan looked between the both of them, they were both extremely flushed. "Just try not to do it when your sister is here."

This was a daily struggle, just the simple tasks such as kissing (more like sex, though) was a struggle when you lived in a family home.

Brittany shook her head quickly. "Nope," Susan nodded and slowly closed the door, walking away. "We're not having sex now," Brittany stood up and made sure that the door was closed. "Sorry," she turned around and leaned back against the back of the door. Santana dropped the hoodie. "You look really sexy though," the blonde winked.

"We could still make out," Santana pointed out. She crawled to the edge of the bed. Brittany walked up to the end of the bed and kissed Santana on the lips.

"Let's not start something we can't finish. Plus my Mom is downstairs and she thinks we're having sex, that's weird," Brittany pouted her bottom lip. Santana rolled her eyes. "But I love you," she took Santana's hand and helped her stand up. She dived onto the bed and closed her laptop as Santana walked over to one of her suitcases and pulled out a sweatshirt, since she was cold. "San, can you turn to the side?"

Every week, Brittany insisted on taking pictures every week of Santana's belly, to document her baby bump over the months. Yes, she was that person. So far the only sort of 'baby bump' was a little bit of bloating. But today that changed. As Brittany zoomed in on her newly bought camera, bought just for taking pictures of Santana, she noticed something. An actual bump.

Santana never looked down when Brittany was taking those pictures, she always became flustered and embarrassed when Brittany was taking the picture. The girl lying on the bed, on her stomach, took the HD photo and then went back to the first picture. Brittany could see the difference between when they found out Santana was pregnant, to now. Even the difference from the previous week, until now, was a big difference.

"What are you smiling at?" Santana bent down and threw on a baggy shirt. She sat down and hooked her arm around Brittany's neck. Instead of showing Santana the picture, since she was so surprised Santana hadn't noticed, she just stood up quickly. She took Santana's hand and brought her in front of the mirror on her wardrobe. Brittany turned Santana to the side and rolled up her t-shirt. Brittany kissed Santana's shoulder as she walked her fingers down her arm.

The blonde rubbed Santana's belly. "You have a 'lil bump," she stood behind Santana and hugged her around the belly. She reached for the camera and turned them the right way around, so they were facing the mirror. Just Brittany was going to take the picture of them, Santana covered her face whilst laughing. She took the picture anyway, because they looked cute. When she looked at the photo, she could still see Santana's bump a little bit, as she was at a slight angle from turning to try and work away.

"We look adorable," she showed Santana the picture. They were both in boy shorts that were covered by baggy t-shirts. Neither were looking into the lens in the reflection of the mirror. Brittany was looking at Santana, who had her face covered but peeking between two fingers, smiling. She was also trying to kiss Santana on the cheek. It was Brittany's favourite picture of them.

Santana took the camera and looked at the picture. "I guess we're kind of a cute family," she rubbed her thumb over the picture, smiling from cheek to cheek.

"Yeah, and you've got a cute bump. There's an actual baby in there," Brittany still stood behind Santana, looking over her shoulder and looked down at the camera in Santana's hands. This was one of the first times that both Santana and Brittany were both actually kind of excited to have a family. The blonde crept her hand back up Santana's t-shirt and drew circles onto her belly again.

Santana turned around in Brittany's arms and got up on her tip-toes, and kissed her on the lips. "Are you happy that we're having a baby?" Brittany ran her fingers through Santana's dark hair. Santana rolled down her shirt and rested her head on Brittany's chest.

"Honestly, yes," Santana nodded. "It's kind of exciting, it's like our little love bug," she told Brittany with a smile.

"Our little guy is gonna be so adorable," Brittany snaked her arms around Santana's back and hugged her, pushing Santana's bump into her own stomach. "Or girl," she kissed Santana on the crown of her head.

The blonde took Santana back over to her bed and laid down with her. Brittany continued to rub Santana's belly. "Do you need anything? Like food or water or anything?" She asked.

"No, I just need you right now," Santana scooted forward and pressed a kiss to Brittany's lips.

"What're we doing Santana?" Brittany asked suddenly, to which Santana furrowed her eyebrows. "We're always kissing, and holding hands and saying 'I love you'," Brittany explained. "We haven't gone out on a date, so we're not dating. I'm going to go ahead and presume we're not girlfriends either," she leaned forward and cupped Santana's face. "I'm completely and utterly, head over heels, in love with you and I think you are the most beautiful girl on the entire world, and I want to marry you and have more childr-"

"I f*cking love being gay," Santana confessed to Brittany all of a sudden. The blonde looked at her adoringly. "I'm so gay Brittany. I knew that when I was thirteen when Miss Holliday walked up in our English class and I could not concentrate. And being gay, I want to be with another very, very hot girl and marry her and having lots of gay babies with her."

Whereas Brittany had been out and proud since she was fourteen, to her family and friends, Santana had kept it a secret for so many more years. So at this very moment, Brittany had never been more proud of her best friend. "And with that said I, Santana Lopez, want to ask you Brittany Pierce to go on a date. I will be planning it."

Brittany pushed a lock of hair behind Santana's ear. "I would love to go on a date with you," she locked eyes with Santana. "I mean I would love, love, love, to go on a date with you," Brittany climbed on top of Santana. She peppered kisses all over Santana's face. The brunette was now laughing uncontrollably. "'Cuz I love, love, love you," she continued to kiss Santana on the face. "And I love, love, love you too 'lil bug," she moved her face down to Santana's belly and peppered sloppy kisses all over it, blowing raspberries sometimes.

Santana laughed at the feeling, but completely loved it. Britt rested her head on Santana's belly, her arms wrapped around the latina's body. "It's a family hug," Brittany mumbled, kissing Santana's belly one last time. "With my 'lil bug."

Santana looked down at Brittany and twirled her fingers through her blonde hair. "Do you know when I first knew I had a crush on you?" Santana spoke up.

"When?"

"It was when we were thirteen, at school. It was the first time you ever stood up for me, and protected me. Karofsky was teasing me because I was a nerd in middle school, and I was literally the only girl in our year that didn't have boobs," she chuckled, and Brittany laughed in reply.

"You were still muy caliente pre-puberty," Brittany winked.

"Anyway, you punched him in the face and told him that I was hot," Santana stroked down Brittany's hair. "You ran away when you realised you'd basically come out to the whole school. I ran behind you and hugged you, and told you 'it was okay'. Then I looked at you and realised you were pretty hot too, and I felt something really tingly in my stomach, then I denied it for however many years. Even though we had sex for however many months, I still denied my crush."

Brittany popped Santana lightly on the leg. "I'm a hot piece of ass, and you know it."

"Oh, I know you are."


11PM

Both Santana and Brittany talked for a few more hours before Susan cooked for them. When they returned back up to Brittany's bedroom after dinner (where Brittany totally forgot about the awkward encounter with her mother, and told her about Santana's 'cute baby bump',) Brittany insisted on measuring Santana's thirteen, almost fourteen, week bump. "It's 33 and a half inches," she told Santana. Then she did some research and told Santana that their baby was the size of a lemon.

Santana found Brittany extremely cute at this very moment. Watching Brittany smile as she did all that research made Santana get a tingly feeling and feel butterflies. She loved how Brittany got, all of a sudden, very excited all of a sudden about this pregnancy and having a baby. "Do you want a boy or a girl?" Brittany asked suddenly.

They were in bed, Brittany spooning Santana, trying to sleep. "I don't mind. I just want-"

"-a healthy and happy baby, I know," Brittany laugh softly. "Seriously, boy or girl?"

Santana knew she wanted a boy. "A boy, because I want to name him after your Dad," she turned around in Brittany's arms. She smiled and then pecked her lips. "Like, I have so many name ideas, but I want to use Harris as a middle name."

Brittany weakly smiled at Santana, feeling slightly emotional from Santana's gesture. "I think that is a really cute idea. I really wanted a girl before, but now I want a boy. Although, I honestly do not mind whether we have a boy or a girl."

"I know, same. But it would be cool if we had a Pierce boy. Blue eyes, pink lips, blonde hair," Santana told her best friend. "Just a really adorable baby boy,"

Brittany nodded in agreement. "I'd do anything for you and our inevitably cute baby," she closed her eyes and her head fell forward onto Santana's chest, falling asleep thinking about how cute their baby actually would be.


Saturday, 1AM

Brittany's eyes fluttered open as she felt something poking at her shoulder. She woke up in the exact same position she fell asleep in. "Britt," Santana whispered. She shook Brittany until she was awake. Brittany turned over, groaning. "Brittany, wake up."

"What San?" Brittany whined.

"Britt, I'm hungry," she pulled Brittany to roll over and face her again. "Can you get me strawberries?"

"San, there are no strawberries left," Brittany dived her face into her pillow. "I'll get you some in the morning."

"Britt, I just checked my phone and... It is the morning!" Santana shouted, pushing Brittany, and the blonde rolled off the bed. "Can you get me some strawberries now?" Santana stuck her head over the edge of the bed.

The girl on the floor let out a puff of breath as she had the wind knocked out of her. She arched her back, holding and rubbing it. "Yeah, I'll get some strawberries, just for you," she crawled over to the end of her bed where there was a pair of sweatpants. She sat on her butt and slid the black sweatpants on. Slowly, she stood up and took her car keys from her bedside table. Brittany walked over to Santana's side of the bed, and took her phone. "Does Bug want anything else?" Bending over, Brittany took her converse and pulled them onto her feet.

"No thank you," the brunette shook her head. After yawning, Brittany kissed Santana on the lips and then rubbed her belly, before leaving the room quickly. Brittany really loved just how much she loved Santana, so much that she would go out and buy strawberries at one in the morning just for her. Within ten seconds, Brittany was up and ready at the crack of dawn to go out and buy whatever Santana wanted, or whatever her Little Bug wanted.

"Brittany?" Susan Pierce opened her bedroom door slowly and squinted to look at Brittany. "What're you doing honey?" She rubbed her eyes.

The blonde turned her head. "Getting strawberries for Santana," she replied, yawning again. "We have no strawberries in the house, and she's really craving strawberries."

Susan nodded slowly. "Okay honey, drive safely," she walked back into her room. Brittany quickly ran down the stairs and stepped out into the cold air. God, how she wished she brought a hoodie.

As soon as Brittany got into her truck, she turned on the heating. With her teeth still chattering, she backed out of the driveway and onto the road. As there was no one on the road, she checked her phone to see if anyone was active on social media so she could call them. She smiled to herself when she saw one Kurt Hummel liking peoples photos on Instagram. She turned her phone to speakerphone and left it on the middle seat.

Hello? The boy sounded confused. Brittany, why are you calling me at one o'clock in the morning?

Because I need someone to talk to while I drive.

Why did you call me?

I saw that you were active on Instagram and knew you were awake.

Why are you up and driving at one in the morning Brittany?

Santana was craving strawberries. There was no strawberries at my house.

How is Santana, now that we're talking.

She is good, we had a pretty good day.

That's nice Britt. By any chance, have you done the Glee assignment?

Write a song, I've been doing that since I was fifteen. Why?

I just want to make sure your being warmed into Glee club and you don't feel uncomfortable.

Nope, it's what I signed up for Kurt. But I actually think I've got a really good song for sectionals.

Are you performing it at practise on Monday.

Nope, I'm going to perform it with Rachel on Friday.

A duet with Rachel Berry.

Yeah, I'm just really scared that she's going to steal all of my gold.

Britt, she's not gonna st-

Sorry, gotta go Kurt, I'm at the store. Thanks for keeping me entertained. Before Kurt could reply with a sassy statement, Brittany hung up and pulled into the car park next to the twenty-four / seven Walmart. She pulled out her phone when it 'pinged' loudly and saw a text from Santana.

From Santana: can you get some coke please? xx

From Brittany: yeah sure xx

She put her phone away again and walked into the Walmart. As quickly as possible she ran around the store and picked up the two different things Santana wanted.


1:30AM

Brittany ran up the stairs as quickly as possible. She pushed the bedroom door open and dived onto the bed. "I got strawberries," she cheered. Santana sat up and put her phone on her bed side table. The blonde opened the plastic box of strawberries and sat them in Santana's lap. Instantly, Santana started to eat a strawberry.

"Thank you Brittany," Santana moaned, eating another strawberry. Brittany could actually see how happy Santana was when she was eating the berries. "F*ck, these are so good," when Brittany looked into the box of strawberries, there were only a few left.

Brittany pulled a bottle of Coke out of the plastic back and took the lid of, preparing for when Santana needed a drink. "Eat slower San, drink this," she handed Santana the bottle. Santana took a small sip of the drink to wash down the strawberries. "I take it you like the strawberries," Brittany teased.

Santana swallowed everything in her mouth. "Yes, everything is amazing," she nodded. "Would you like a strawberry?" Playfully, Santana wiggled a strawberry in Brittany's face.

"Nah, I'll let you and Bug eat the rest of them," Brittany took of her her sweatpants, stripped down to just her t-shirt and boxers, and threw them to the side of the bed. Santana ate the strawberry.

"Is that the nickname we have for him or her?" Santana asked, eating the last strawberry.

"Yeah, it's my 'lil Buggy," Brittany leaned forward to be closer to Santana. "'Cuz he or she is a little love bug."

"Okay, I think it's cute. Do you want to find out what gender he or she it? Because I cannot deal with saying he or she," Santana placed the empty box on the table next to the bed.

Brittany crawled forward and helped Santana lie down, holding her from behind. "Yeah, I want to find out as soon as we can," she kissed Santana on the cheek. "From now on I say we call our baby Buggy, instead of he or she."

"That is a good idea."

"You know, I actually can't wait until Buggy comes," Brittany whispered. "As much as they came as a surprise, I can't wait for Buggy to get here."

Santana sighed and placed her hand on top of Brittany's that was resting in her belly. "Yeah, I can't wait for Buggy to come either. It's going to be a challenge, but it'll be pretty cool."

"When's the next appointment?" Brittany asked, rubbing Santana's belly with her thumb.

"Uh, Tuesday after school. We have a scan and then they're doing a test to see if the baby has Down syndrome, or something else," Santana let out a puff of breath. She didn't want to think about it, but she knew she'd have to think about it at some point.

Brittany squeezed her eyes shut. "We're still gonna love Buggy even if they have Down syndrome or a different disability, right?"

"Of course," Santana replied. "It's just a little scary to think about."

Then Brittany hugged Santana comfortingly from behind. "It's gonna be okay," she kissed Santana's shoulder. "Let's talk about something else. Like, when do we get to find out the gender?"

Suddenly, Santana was thinking about more happier thoughts. "Um, we'll book it on Tuesday while we're there, but probably some time in Mid-November. Then we can brainstorm names and move into our own apartment and design their room. That'll be pretty cool I guess."

"Yeah, that bit will be cool. But there's the diapers, and the clothes, and the no sleep," Brittany listed with her fingers.

"Let's not think about the annoying parts of having a baby, let's dream about the good things," Santana closed her eyes and rubbed Brittany's knuckles. "Buggy is gonna be a good thing."

"Yeah, Buggy is a good thing."


a/n: that chapter, as you could see, was more about santana's actual pregnancy. it was more based around the elephant in the room, which is that they're having a baby.

i f*cking loved writing this, and i didn't leave my room all day XD

they nicknamed the baby and santana has a tiny baby bump, and they are going on a date!

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