"S? San, wake up." It was the morning of the third day and Santana was being softly shaken. She opened her eyes to see the blond in the hospital bed looking down at her. "Geez. You're harder to wake up than Lord Tubbington."

"Brittany? You're awake? Please tell me this isn't a dream."

Brittany looked puzzled. "No…I'm real."

"I have to get the nurse, the doctor, they have to know you're—"

"San they already know. I woke up hours ago. I just didn't want to wake you up. You look so tired."

Santana looked down. "Yeah…I, uh, haven't really been sleeping much…" she looked up. "Do you know how the baby is?"

The blond's face fell and she shook her head.

"Brittany, I am so sorry. I never meant to be so cruel to you. It was just a really bad day and…sometimes I just get so worried you'll realize you're supposed to be with Artie and leave me. I mean, he's the father of your kid, he's smart, he made you so happy…so when I saw you wearing that necklace…I snapped."

"Santana, you're who I'm supposed to be with. I've known since we were six. It took me a while to figure out exactly how I was supposed to be with you, but I knew you were sent to me for a reason. That necklace doesn't mean what it used to. Now it just means I like ducks. That's all."

Tears welled in Santana's eyes. "I love you so much." Brittany patted the space next to her on the bed. Santana crawled up and curled into Brittany. "I was so scared." The brunette cried.

Brittany rubbed her back. "Shhh. I know. It's okay now. I'm okay. I'm here." She wiped the tears from Santana's eyes and kissed her gently.

Santana fell asleep in Brittany's bed and the blond held her. She was absentmindedly humming Santana's declaration of love, Come Around, to herself and stroking the brunette's hair when she looked up. "Artie."

"Hi Brittany. Is it okay if I come in?" she nodded once and he entered. "I, uh, heard about what happened. I was worried."

"I've been here for four days. You couldn't have been that worried."

"I just came here to tell you that I still think I made the right decision. You've loved Santana for God knows how long-"

Brittany held up her hand. "Please don't make it seem like you left me so I could be with her. We both know that's not true."

Artie looked down and took a deep breath before continuing. "How much could I have provided for you in this chair? She's already doing so much better for you and the baby than I ever could have."

Brittany placed her hands on her stomach. "I...we don't know if there still is a baby. I lost a lot of blood and the baby's stressed or something."

Artie shook his head. "I'm...I'm sorry. I know you wanted this. I still don't. I can't. But you're happy now, in love, even. Santana will treat you better. Because I didn't stick around for the baby that I helped created, and she stepped up for that job. She'll give you the life that I can't. The life that you deserve. I hope everything works out. You're going to be a fantastic mother, Brittany." he turned and started to leave.

"Bye, Artie." Brittany said.

"Bye, Brittany."

Brittany sighed and rubbed her tummy.

"If he was here for much longer, I was going to go all Lima Heights." Santana said with her eyes still closed.

"You were awake?"

"He may have been saying nice things about me, but he still hurt you like no one should be hurt."

Somehow, Brittany convinced Santana to go home. Puck and Quinn stopped by because even though she wouldn't admit it, Santana was having trouble being alone right now. Santana opened the door, pulled them inside, and right away launched into a very animated explanation of what happened between Brittany and Artie.

"Is it wrong to want to beat someone with their own legs?"

Quinn whirled around, shocked. "Puck!"

"See? I'm not loca for still being mad." Santana mused.

Quinn raised a brow. "Alright, Puck is not the best comparison for sanity, Santana."

Puck feigned hurt. "That was painful. Your words, they hurt." he touched he hand to his chest. "They hurt right here."

"Oh shut up, you big baby." Quinn smiled and kissed him.

Santana grinned. She liked seeing her friends happy.

"Wait. Is Santana Lopez smiling? And nobody in the vicinity is even crying!"

"Watch it, Fabray." Santana growled.

Quinn crossed her arms over her chest. "What're you gonna do about it, Lopez?"

"I know where Puck keeps his condoms and I always carry around my trusty safety pin. You never know when you might need one."

Puck's eyes widened. "Uh, Quinn, babe, cool it, yeah?" he said nervously.

Both girls laughed and Santana smirked. "I win." she said cheerily.

"Quinn, she's been in the hospital for a week and a half. I'm going crazy!" Santana shouted into the phone.

"I know, Santana. I'm sorry. I-oh my god." Quinn moaned.

"Hold up. Are you and Puckerman macking while we're on the phone?"

"Santana, Quinn has to go." she heard Puck say.

"Sorry, S. Bye." Quinn hung up.

Santana stared at the phone and shuttered. "What the fuck?"

Santana woke to find a pair of perfect blue eyes staring down at her. "Brittany?"

The blond grinned. "Good morning, sleepyhead."

Santana pushed herself up. "What are you doing here?"

"The doctors said I could go home. Quinn didn't want to wake you and I wanted to surprise you so she got me."

The brunette hugged Brittany. "I'm so glad you're home." she said while nuzzling her nose into her neck. Suddenly she pulled back. "What about the baby?"

Brittany placed a hand on her stomach. "The doctors said I'll have to go back for more testing in a few weeks, but they think she's okay."

Santana bounced on the bed. "Oh my god. B, that's so good! Wait. Did you just say she?"

Brittany smiled so big you could barely see her eyes and nodded.

Santana grabbed her girlfriend's hand. "Ah! Babe, you're having a girl!"

Brittany squeezed her hand. "We're having a girl." she corrected.

Santana smiled softly. "We're having a girl." she squeezed Brittany's hand back.

Brittany cupped her cheek and kissed her tenderly. She pulled back after a few seconds. "Babe, are you crying?" she thumbed away the tears slowly falling down her girlfriend's face.

Santana smiled. "I'm just so happy."

Brittany giggled. "Aw, S. You're so adorable!"

"Shut up." Santana said with a smirk as she kissed the blond.