It had been five weeks since Quinn found out she was pregnant, two weeks since Santana had told Quinn about her ongoing entanglement with Brittany. It had been three weeks since Quinn, Santana and Brittany joined the Glee club and it had been one week since Quinn told Finn about the baby.

"I can't believe you're breaking up with me." Puck exclaims, Santana rolled her eyes and hold up a sheet of paper.

"Your credit score is terrible. What I need as a woman, is financial security" With that she was able to end her relationship with Puck, who rebounded fast and had a new cheerio by the end of the day. Santana sighed as she walked into Glee and plopped down next to Quinn in the uncomfortable red plastic chairs.

"Great. Now we have to watch them in Glee club." Santana scoffed her eyes fixated on the two dancers. Matt and Mike joined Glee a few days back, and Brittany couldn't have been happier, honestly Santana thinks it's because now she wont have to go through all the trouble of being with both of them separately, she can flirt with Mike one minute then bounce over to Santana and do the same.

"You need to get rid of her." Quinn whispered, "She's not worth it."

"Yes, she is." Santana sighed, as she watched the blond spin around and giggle.

Things went on like that for a while, Santana would go about her day in her school persona; She was not head bitch in command since Quinn's fall from grace. She would order slushy attacks on lesser classmates (except for the fact she got the hockey team to lay off Rachel for the time being after sectionals), throw a punch at anyone who dare make fun of Brittany and shun the former queen bee like everyone else was doing.

Then when she got home it would all change. After Rachel spilled the truth about Quinn's baby's paternity (which earned her the slushy facial after sectionals) Santana automatically grabbed the girls arm and the blonde to her car. She drove over to Finn's house and grabbed Quinn's belongings while she waited in the car before heading back to the Latina's house.

"You're mom won't mind?" Quinn asked, as she followed Santana into the house.

"She probably won't even notice you are here." Santana replied, putting the duffle bag on the floor. "Are you hungry? I hear pregnant ladies have to feed like every ten minutes."

Quinn glared at her, "No, I'm fine." Santana just shrugged, and carried the bag up to her bedroom.

"You're welcome to whatever we have." Santana said as she grabbed one of the pillows and quilts of her bed and throws them on the futon in the corner.

"Thanks, San. Really. I don't know where I'd be without you." Quinn said quietly walking over to the futon.

"You are sleeping in the bed." Santana corrected her, placing her hand on the small of the girls back and pushing her towards the small yet comfy twin bed.

"I can't take your bed."

"Dude, I'm worried about the amount of stress your knocked up body would put on my futon." She smirked, and received a punch in the arm for her remark. "Sorry. No, seriously. You need to be comfortable."

"Thank you." Quinn smiled, before she sat on the end of the bed. Santana's pocket vibrated and she pulled her phone out of her pocket. Several new texts,

"Are you and B really doing it?"-Tina,

"You and Brittany doing the nasty?"- Mercedes,

"I knew it!"-Kurt..

Santana sighed and rolled her eyes.

"What?"

"Brittany is retarded and told the Gleeks that 'sex is not dating, if it was Santana and I would be dating.'"

"Well, maybe that's her way of saying she wants to be with you." Quinn says with hope in her voice.

"No, she made it very clear that sex does not a relationship make." Santana sighed as she sat down next to Quinn. "Whatever."

Santana laid back on her back and Quinn laid down next to her, "At least she's not with Mike anymore."

"Good point." Santana smiled, "Are you ready to face school when we head back?"

"Not really, no. I'm sure Jacob has plastered it all over the school blog by now."

"Yeah. Are you and Puck gonna get together now?"

"No." Quinn replied quickly, "He's never going to change. I'm giving the baby up."

"Yeah." Santana replied. They talked for few hours before falling asleep. Santana rolled over into a mess of blond hair, her eyes fluttered open and she sat up a bit. "B?" Santana whispered, looking at the girl who was laying on the futon with her.

"Hi." Brittany whispered, her eyes heavy with sleep.

"When did you get here?"

"Late." She whispered, pulling the Latina down into her body. "I missed you."

"I always miss you." Santana replied