January 7th (The first day back to school.)
Santana woke up and grinned as she felt Brittany's arms were still snaked around her body. She played with the upside of Brittany's knuckles and kissed them.
"Britt." Santana whispered. "Britt, are you awake?"
"No, I'm asleep asshole." She groaned, stirring over to the other side of the bed.
"C'mon B, we've got school." Santana followed her and turned the blonde to face her.
"No we don't. Not if we sleep." She pouted.
"Britt, c'mon. It's the beginning of term, we can't miss it." Santana kissed her nose and got out of bed.
"Please San, Glee Club can go on without us." Britt got back under the covers.
"Seriously Britt, come on. I can't deal with this right now." Santana sighed, tossing the duvet covers off the bed.
"Okay." Brittany huffed. "Can you pass me my Cheerio's uniform."
"Sure." Santana swung her legs off the bed and tossed her the fresh Cheerio's uniform.
"Thanks." The blonde smiled. Santana took her uniform and got into the shower.
After Santana had gotten out and changed into her uniform, she heard Brittany crying.
"San!" She cried. The Latina dropped her towel and ran back into Britt's room,
"What's wrong Britt-Britt?" She crouched down to the blonde.
"M-my uniform doesn't fit." She sobbed into Santana's chest. "I can't be a Cheerio. It doesn't zip up."
"Here, turn around. I'll try zipping it up." Santana helped hoist her girlfriend up and spun her around. She took the zip and slowly brought it up. "See, it's fine." And she brought it up half way on her back. "This is going well." She mumbled. She prayed that it would go up the whole way, but winced when it would go up no longer and stopped half way up Brittany's back. "No, please." She tried to yank it up. "I'm sorry Britt. It's not going up." Santana sighed and wrapped her arms around the front of Brittany's waist and laid her chin on the Blonde's shoulder. "I'm sorry baby."
"It's fine." Brittany sat back into Santana's arms and placed her hands on Santana's, which were laying on Britt's stomach.
"I'll get you a tank top and a pair of sweatpants." Santana sat up and dug through Brittany's drawers and tossed her a pair of red Cheerio's sweatpants and a loose, grey tank top.
"No, I'm not wearing sweatpants to school." Brittany huffed, standing up.
"Yes, you are. Because, baby, I'm afraid your jeans aren't going to fit." Santana said, squeezing Britt's arms. "I'm afraid we're going to have to get some-"
"No." The blonde shook her head. "Don't say it."
"Maternity clothes."
"Hello, it's Jacob Ben Isreal here with all the gossip of the McKinley halls. First up-" He walked over to Santana and Brittany's locker "Santana Lopez, can you confirm that the gender of Brittany's baby is indeed a boy?"
"None of your business JBI." She slammed her locker door closed.
"Okay. Is it true that One. Artie Abrams is the father of Brittany's unwanted child and Two. That you got kicked out of your own home because you went against your Father's wishes and you are now raising Brittany Pierce's bastard child with her?" Jacob stuck a microphone in Santana's face as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"F*ck off JBI. You can mess with me. You can hurt me. You threaten me. You can break me. But I swear if you touch Brittany or my son. Or talk smack about them, I will go all sorts of Lima Heights on you." Santana smacked the Jew Fro into the lockers behind him. "That is my family you are talking about. And I swear if I hear any of you," she glared around the halls, "call my child a bastard child, you will not see the light of day ever again."
"Okay, San come on." Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's waist and carried her out of the hall and into her first class before she could hurt anyone. "Pick me up after class?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that." Santana apologised, pecking Britt's lips. "Love you."
"Love you too, San."
"Ready to go to Glee Club?" Santana took Brittany's hand as she walked out of class. "Are you ready for an attack of questions?"
"Yeah, I suppose." Brittany shrugged.
"Brittany, Santana?" The both winced at the squeaky voice coming closer towards them. Kurt. "Please, please, please tell me, gender? I need to know." He was practically on his knees, begging for an answer.
"Calm down Lady Hummel, you'll find out in Glee." Santana scoffed, grinning at his enthusiasm.
"Okay, okay. But when he/she is born, I claim to hold him/her first." He stated.
"Quinn has already claimed that spot. And the second spot goes to the Godfather, which is yet to be announced. But after that, we might consider letting you hold our child, got me Porcelain?" Santana explained; Kurt nodded his head frantically as they walked into the Choir Room.
Santana had a quick word with Mr Schuester, regarding Brittany dancing and announcing a few things.
"All right, listen up b*tches." She clapped her hands together. "I know you, meaning Kurt, are dying to know the unannounced gender of the baby of the century for McKinley, sorry Quinn. So, here goes nothing. Most of y'all better pay up because we are having a boy!" Santana laughed. "Kurt, whilst we appreciate you contacting Michael Kors personally, we seriously don't need a designer jacket for him. Please and thank you." She said, taking a seat next to Brittany and squeezing her hand.
"Brittany, may I ask why you are wearing your 'Saturday Best' at school?" Kurt asked, looping one of his arms in through hers. Brittany began to shed a tear, God damn hormones.
"Because n-none of my clothes fit me any more." She breathed, sniffling.
"Girl, don't cry." Mercedes took the other arm.
"It's just so hard. Not wearing my Cheerio's uniform or any of my jeans." She sobbed. Kurt handed her a Burberry handkerchief to wipe away her tears.
"It's all going to be okay." Kurt said. "Because we are going to get you some super sexy maternity wear." He smiled.
"And might I add, you look flawless. You may be one of the only people who can actually make sweatpants and a t-shirt look amazing." Mercedes assured her. Britt began to cry a little more. "What, is it something I said?" Mercedes furrowed her eyebrows.
"No, it's just that's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me." Brittany tossed her arms around Mercedes' neck and cried some more.
"Okay, Fabray, what are you, Wheezy and Berry doing?" Santana asked as she saw who was behind the door.
"We, are having a girls night. We figured you and Britt needed to relax a little." Quinn explained, walking past the Latina.
"Britt and I can relax together if you know what I mean." Santana scoffed.
"Ew." Rachel scrunched her face in disgust, following Mercedes and Quinn up the stairs. Santana sighed and followed them.
"I'm sorry Britt in advance." Santana shouted. But by the time she made it up to the bedroom, every one had settled down and Brittany didn't seem to mind.
"Have you started the nursery yet?" Rachel asked, pulling a large grin.
"Yeah, it's next door. But the paint is wet and there's furniture all over the floor." Brittany replied, crossing her legs in front of the three girls. Santana took a seat behind Britt and wrapped her arms around Brittany's stomach.
"So, who is the godmother?" Mercedes demanded to know. Brittany and Santana both looked at Quinn who was flashing a toothy smile. "Aw, good for you Quinn."
"How far along are you Brittany?" Rachel didn't seem one bit bothered.
"Twelve weeks. So, I'm past the first trimester." She shrugged, leaning back into Santana's arms.
"And when are you due?" Rachel seems to be getting closer to the couple with every question.
"The twelfth of July."
"That's cool. Have you started thinking of names?" Mercedes questioned.
"Okay, is this some sort of interrogation?" Santana placed her chin on Brittany's shoulder. "And to answer your question, yes, we have the perfect name."
"San, lie back." Brittany poked Santana's nose.
"We were just coming to be friendly and to say congratulations." Mercedes said, giving over a small looking present. Brittany took the present and begun carefully unwrapping it. Inside it was a small, grey beanie hat.
"It's just something small." Rachel commented.
"Thank you guys." Brittany blushed. Her and Santana leaned in for a quick hug with Mercedes and Rachel.
The three girls left at nine, just as Jane and Jamie returned home. Santana and Brittany decided to go to sleep at around ten thirty, but as midnight dawned, Santana still found herself squirming around the bed trying to sleep.
She sighed and swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. The Latina made her way downstairs to get a glass of water when she was stopped by Mrs Pierce in the kitchen.
"Santana, are you okay honey?" Mrs Pierce asked, closing the fridge.
"Yeah, I just can't sleep." Santana whispered, taking a glass and pouring water into it.
Mrs Pierce frowned and cocked her head to the side. "Come and sit with me in the couch, something is bothering you."
Santana stood back up and walked over to the couch with Jane.
"What's wrong San? You can talk to me." She cupped Santana's face and smiled.
"I guess I'm just upset about my Dad." She shrugged, taking a sip of water.
"I know that Santana, but I feel that there is something else bothering you."
"I guess, I feel that I have to be strong for B, you know? But inside, I'm hurting." A tear began to form in Santana's eyes. "I feel that if I break down, I'll be letting Britt and the baby down."
"Santana, both you and me know that Brittany is fine and the baby is fine. She will understand if you just want to cry." Jane took Santana's fingers and squeezed them. "She loves you, and she knows that this is hard for you. You've risked everything, just to stay with her and look after this baby."
"She's the love of my life, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for her." Santana sniffled.
"She knows that honeybun. Please don't feel that you have to stay strong for her. Because you're going to bottle all of this up, and crash when she needs you the most. Tell her how you feel." Mrs Pierce wrapped her arms around Santana as she began to sob.
"I love her so much." She choked into Jane's shoulder.
"Sh, sh, sh." Mrs Pierce stroked Santana's brunette locks. "I know you do honeybun."
"Thank you Jane. For this. It feels really good to just talk." Santana broke the hug and wiped away her tears.
Mrs Pierce smiled. "Talk to B as well. She deserves to know."
"Okay. Is it okay if I just sleep down here tonight?" Santana asked.
"Sure sweetie."
Santana had fallen asleep with ease after the chat with Mrs Pierce. She had fallen asleep with a smile on her face also.
After a while, Brittany had woken up and wanted a cuddle. She began to panic when she realised that Santana wasn't beside her. The blonde made her way downstairs and sighed in relief when she saw Santana fast asleep on the couch.
Without making to much fuss, Brittany took a light blanket and covered her girlfriend with it, leaving a light kiss on the forehead.
"Britt?" Santana whispered, waking up from her sleep.
"Go back to sleep baby." Brittany whispered back.
"C'mere." Brittany curled under the blanket into Santana's embrace. Santana wrapped her arms around Britt's waist and drew light circles on her bare stomach.
"Why are you down here?" Brittany asked.
"I couldn't sleep. I had a lot on my mind, but I had a talk with your Mom and I'm all good now." Santana reassured her.
"What was on your mind?"
"Just, my Dad and the baby. I guess I just got caught in all of my thoughts and broke down." Santana explained, placing kisses down Brittany's neck.
"San, we're in this together." Britt squeezed the brunette's hand. "We'll stay strong for each other. And if you ever feel scared or emotional, I'd prefer it if you talked to me."
"Okay. I love you. Like more than anything Britt."
"I love you too baby. And I know you've given up so much for this to happen. I really appreciate it San." Brittany admitted.
"I know Britt. But I'd do anything for you." Santana sighed. "And you." She tickled Britt's bump. The blonde intertwined her fingers with Santana's. "I love both of you, with all my heart."
A/N; hope you enjoyed that chapter! I know exactly what I'm going to call the baby. Do you want me to reveal or wait until he is born?
Santana can be super cute sometimes (: I feel like I want to give Jane and her more of a relationship, what do you think?
And I revealed the estimated due date which I've been planning to do for ages XD
Thanks for all the support, please review and give me storylines! WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE HAPPENING?
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oh and school starts tomorrow so sorry for the lack of updates from now on :(
