AN: So I apologize for the chapter being so short, but I'm kinda going through a pretty rough writers block at the moment. Despite the length I hope you enjoy the chapter and please review.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
"Dr. Adams?" I question more forcefully as Quinn squeezes my hand in fear.
"Yes?" he asks distractedly as he sets the machine up and begins to run the wand over Quinn's stomach.
"Is everything ok?" I ask again, my patience almost non-existent by now. He stops the wand on Quinn's stomach and studies the screen for a few moments before looking towards us both with a grin.
"That it is."
"You're sure?" Quinn questions, not quite believing him after the last few minutes.
"I'm positive Quinn. You guys have a little surprise in store for you though," he tells us with a chuckle.
"And that is?" I ask, pretty fed up with the dude at the moment. I don't like not knowing things.
"Well if you'll look at the screen you'll see an extra little blob right...there," he tells us, pointing at the screen. Quinn and I follow his finger and my throat dries up at what he's implying.
"Is that...does that...is...is..." I try and speak, but I can't seem to get anything past the lump in my throat.
"Say hello to your second child," Dr. Adams tells us and my world goes black.
I smell something horrid, and when I open my eyes I see Dr. Adams leaning over me and pulling away a smelling salt, with Quinn holding my hand off to the side.
"Are you ok?" she asks quickly, her other hand running over my body frantically.
"'M fine," I mumble as I sit up slowly. Quinn and Dr. Adams help me and I send them small smiles. "So...twins?"
"Yes sir," Dr. Adams says with a grin and I nod slowly.
"Wow," I mumble as I slowly stand. Once again I'm assisted by Quinn and Dr. Adams, and once I'm standing I pull Quinn into my arms. "How're you?"
"I'm fine. A little in shock, but otherwise fine," she tells me, kissing my neck softly.
"Alright you two, we'll still proceed with Quinn's schedule of once a month, but if anything happens do not hesitate to either call me or head to the hospital. Multiple births are dangerous in their own right, but they're worse in teens. Are you still on the squad Quinn?"
"Yes," she answers, still wrapped in my arms.
"You need to quit as soon as possible," he tells her. I feel her frown against my neck so I pull her tighter against me.
"Ok," she tells him.
"Great. Just keep taking your vitamins and I'll see you both next month."
"How'd the appointment go?" Papi asks as soon as Quinn and I walk through the front door. Him and daddy are sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee, and my mouth waters at the scent.
"It...went good," I say lamely as I pull Quinn into the kitchen. "Are you hungry baby?" At her nod I walk over to the fridge and pull out the ingredients to make bacon sandwiches.
"Is everything ok?" Daddy asks.
"Everything's fine, we were just delivered some...interesting news," Quinn answers as I fix our food.
"Interesting how?" Daddy questions in curiosity.
"We're...we're having twins," I answer as I set Quinn's food in front of her. She gives me a grateful peck as we wait for my fathers to comprehend what was just said.
"I did not see that coming," Papi murmurs and Daddy nods in agreement.
"We didn't either. I didn't think twins ran in our family," I say as I sit next to Quinn with my own food.
"They don't," Papi tells me. "They don't even run in your mother's. Do they run in yours Quinn?"
"They could," she tells us with a shrug after swallowing the food that was in her mouth. "My dad doesn't really socialize with his side of the family. He thinks he's to good for them."
"That's not very pleasant," Daddy says with a frown.
"That's my father for you," Quinn tells us with another shrug.
"So we're going to be grandparents to not one, but two babies?" Papi questions, excitement in his eyes.
"Looks like it," I tell him with a small smile.
"This is amazing! Think of all of the little clothes Leroy," he squeals, turning to my Daddy and ranting about baby things. Quinn and I listen to them talk with smiles on our faces.
"So twins huh?" Santana asks me as I walk out of my closet. I'm dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain red v-neck, my combat boots, and my leather jacket. It's wednesday, which is my first day back from suspension.
"Yup," I answer as I change my gauges and tongue ring to red.
"Is it true that you passed out?" she asks, trying to hold in her laughter. I roll my eyes at her as I walk out of my room and downstairs.
"Yup," I answer again, this time in a bored voice, and listen as she doubles over in laughter.
"Baby, Santana's being mean to me," I whine out as I walk up to Quinn at her locker. Santana's beside me, still snickering from her last joke.
"San be nice," Quinn orders. I grin at Quinn as I wrap her in my arms and place a gentle kiss on her lips. I then turn back to Santana and stick my tongue at her.
"You look beautiful, by the way," I tell her as I take in her attire. She's in a baby blue sundress with a light green cardigan, having quit the squad yesterday afternoon.
"Thank you," she says with a smile before she leans up and kisses me again.
"Welcome back to the hell that is McKinley," Kurt drawls with a grin as he passes us, his hand linked with Sam's.
"Why thank you kind sir," I joke, bowing slightly.
"C'mon babe, lets get to class," Quinn says with a laugh, gripping my hand and pulling me down the hall.
"Bye B, bye Satan," I yell behind me as I take Quinn's books from her. I laugh lightly as I see Santana flip me off before I focus my attention back to Quinn. "So do you have any idea of when you want to tell the glee club?"
"I wouldn't mind telling them now, but...I don't know," she sighs out.
"Are you worried about Finn?" I ask gently.
"Sort of. He already knows, but I'm afraid that the reminder will somehow make him go to my parents."
"I swear that I'll kill him if he does that," I say as we take our seats in first.
"I normally would be ok with that, but I really need you not in jail," she tells me with a quiet laugh. I grin slyly as I wink at her, before focusing on the teacher as class starts.
I'm in the game room with Santana, Brittany, and Noah after school playing COD. There was no football practice for us and the girls decided to skip Cheerios. Quinn had to study for a test at the library and insisted, a.k.a. forced me, to go home. Just before the game ends the doorbell rings and I curse silently. I don't have any deaths and I know as soon as I leave the room people are going to be killing me left and right. I decide the person downstairs can wait a few minutes, but not even thirty seconds later the doorbell rings again, repeatedly.
"Go answer that," Santana demands as I'm setting my controller down.
"Yes your royal highness," I say sarcastically with an eyeroll as I exit the room and head downstairs. "Hey babe," I say with a smile before frowning in confusion. She's insanely pale and looks beyond frightened.. "What's wrong Q?" I ask quickly, pulling her into my arms and rocking her from side to side slowly.
"When I went home I saw Finn's car in my driveway," she mutters out, her voice thick with emotion. "I drove past my house a few times and then came here."
"You don't think...?" I ask, trialing off. I can't finish my sentence cause if it's true I'm going to kill that son of a bitch. Quinn just nods into my neck and I'm torn. I'm beyond pissed and want to beat the living hell out of Finn, but at the same time I want nothing more then to shield Quinn from the upcoming drama. I have a bad feeling of what's going to happen and I don't want Quinn going through that. I also feel insanely guilty cause if it weren't for me being an idiot then she never would've gotten pregnant. I'm brought out of my inner turmoil by the ringing of Quinn's phone.
"It's my dad," she whispers fearfully. "Hi daddy," she answers cheerfully. Damn she's a good actor. "Yes sir. No sir. No sir. Yes sir. Ok," she says before hanging up and eying me wearily. "He wants me home so he can talk to me." I give her a sad smile while squeezing her closer to me.
"It'll be ok bonita. I'm not leaving your side, and no matter what happens you're always welcome here," I whisper into her ear before kissing the space just under it gently. "Are you ready?"
"No, but lets get this over with," she mutters as she pulls away from me. I follow her out of the door and help her into my truck before pulling out of the driveway and heading towards the lions den. This is totally going to be fun.
I hope you enjoyed that chapter and please review. They help get me motivated. Thanks for reading = )