A/N – Thanks for the reading and reviewing. I love hearing what you think of the story. I also like hearing your suggestions. Let me know what you think about this chapter. I thought the baby was going to be born a couple of chapters ago but things change that's the beauty of writing fanfics. I promise he will be here soon.
End of Previous Chapter
"I'll stay here with you tonight and when Brittany comes home tomorrow I can stay after that for as long as you need me. Puck is leaving the day after tomorrow for NYC and will be gone for 3 days. Let's go to bed. You need your rest and it's been a stressful day."
Chapter 21
"Quinn, there's no way in hell I'm going to bed until I talk to Brittany. I need to hear her voice so I know for myself that she is ok." Santana shouted.
"Ok, just calm down I'll call Puck and see if you can talk to Brittany." Quinn called Puck and spoke to him for several minutes on the phone. Santana had so much going through her mind that she didn't really hear a word Quinn was saying to Puck. Quinn stopped talking to Puck and turned to Santana. "Puck said they have just given Brittany some pain medication so she is starting to fall asleep." Quinn handed Santana her cell phone.
"Britt baby are you ok?"
"Hey, it hurts San." Brittany words were a little slurred.
"I know baby I wish I could be there with you." Santana was crying.
"You stay home…you and baby safe." Brittany was starting to fall asleep.
"Britt are you still there? I guess you fell asleep. I love you and will see you tomorrow."
Santana handed the phone back to Quinn who talked to Puck for a few more minutes. "Santana, there's something we need to talk about. Puck said Brittany is going to need someone to take care of her for a few days because she will need to be on pain medication while her injuries heal and the pain medication will make it her drossy so she will need extra help getting around. She has a lot of really bad bruises in addition to the broken bones. The Pierces want Brittany to come home and stay with them for a few weeks."
Santana starts shaking her head, "No, Brittany is my fiancée and she will be coming home so I can take of her."
"I know you want to take care of Brittany but you have to be careful. Don't forget the complication with your pregnancy and if you exert yourself too much physically you could start bleeding again. You need to be careful and taking care of Brittany will be too much for you. I know I said I would help you out but I didn't know at the time how much help Brittany will need for the first few days. I have to work during the day. I can stay in the evening and overnight." Quinn was trying her best to get through to Santana but it wasn't working.
"I haven't had any problems in months and I feel fine. I'm strong I can take care of Britt. She needs to be here with me. This is the end of this discussion." Santana got up from the couch and started to walk away.
"What if Brittany doesn't agree to stay here? You know she will be worried about you overdoing it if you take care of her. Please listen to reason Santana. She has a cast on her left leg and left arm so the only way she can get around right now is by a wheelchair. What if she needs help getting in the wheelchair you can't help her." Quinn knew Santana wanted to take care of Brittany but it wasn't possible.
"Brittany is strong and we will manage somehow. Besides both of the Pierce's work so there wouldn't be anyone there to take care of Britt during the day. Brittany is staying here and that's it." Santana walked away to the bedroom.
Quinn sighed just as the doorbell rang. She got up to answer the door and it was Puck. "Thank God you are here maybe you can talk some sense into Santana. I told her about the Pierces wanting Brittany to go there to stay and Santana said absolutely not that Brittany is staying here."
Puck laughed, "That was the same response Brittany had when her parents told her they wanted her to come home so they could take care of her. She was arguing with them about it right up until the nurse gave her the pain medication that knocked her out. I know everyone is worried about them being able to take care of one another but I say let them at least try."
Quinn rolled her eyes at Puck, "I'm just worried about Santana overdoing it. If anything were to happen to the baby at this stage she would never forgive herself."
"Let's just see what the morning brings sweetie. I'm exhausted. I assuming we are spending the night in pullout couch in the den. I'll run home and get the things we will need for overnight." Puck yawned as he spoke.
"No, you stay here with Santana I'll go get our stuff because so I can make sure we have everything." Quinn kissed Puck on the lips before leaving.
Santana had gotten ready for bed and was dressed in her unicorn t-shirt and panties. Brittany was right when she wrote in her diary that Santana had only worn the t-shirt once since Christmas. It wasn't that Santana had a problem with wearing the t-shirt. She didn't really have a good reason why she hadn't worn the t-shirt. Santana didn't want to hurt Brittany anymore so she was going to make sure she paid attention to the little things from now on. Santana knew her excuse about never being in a serious relationship wasn't an acceptable excuse anymore because she was in a serious relationship that she wanted to last a lifetime.
Santana had a rough night without Brittany sleeping beside her in their bed. It didn't help that Santana was up every few hours either peeing or being woken up by the baby kicking. She really missed Britt. Santana walked into the kitchen to find Quinn sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee and eating some toast.
"Morning Quinn." Santana said as she sat down at the table.
"Good morning to you too Sunshine." Quinn said sarcastically. Santana and Quinn had been roommates in college so Quinn was well aware of how much Santana hated mornings and how moody she could be. "What can I get you for breakfast?'
"Britt usually gets be yogurt, a banana, a glass of OJ, and a bagel with peanut butter."
Quinn shook her head, "Brittany really has spoiled you not that you weren't a spoiled bitch before you met her." Quinn winked at Santana as she got up to from the table to get Santana's breakfast.
"Where's Puck? I hope he didn't go home and while you stayed here to be with me."
"No he stayed here too. He actually has gone to the hospital to pick up Britt."
Santana stood up, "He went to get Britt why the hell didn't you tell me? I need to get a shower and get dressed."
"Santana sit. You need to eat your breakfast first. You will have time to shower and get dressed because Puck just left a few minutes ago."
Santana scowled but did as Quinn demanded and sat back down to eat her breakfast.
Santana had showered and gotten dressed. She couldn't believe how difficult it was getting to get dressed and how long it took because of growing belly. She was now sitting on the couch anxiously waiting for Puck and Brittany to arrive home. Quinn was sitting beside her watching TV when they heard the slamming of a car doors.
Santana got up from the couch and quickly walked over the front door opening it. There were two vehicles in the driveway, Puck's car and the Pierce's minivan; everyone was gathered around the sliding side door of the van. Puck took a wheelchair out of the van and unfolded it. Santana couldn't take it any longer she walked out the front door and over to the van. Quinn was right behind her. When Santana looked in the van she saw Brittany sitting there and what Santana saw brought tears to her eyes. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to see Brittany's mother Linda who immediately pulled her into a hug. They watched as Brittany's father and Puck helped Brittany out of the van and into the wheelchair. It was then Brittany finally realized Santana was standing there.
Brittany noticed the tears in Santana's eyes, "I'm ok San." Santana wanted to hug Brittany but she didn't want to her hurt her.
"Let's get Brittany into the house where she'll be more comfortable." Puck said as he started pushing the wheelchair to the house. When they got to the front door they realized they had problem. There were three steps that led up to the front door and Brittany couldn't go up them. They all stood there for a few minutes discussing what to do finally Puck said, "Here Britt put your right arm around my neck. I'm going to pick up you so let me know if I'm hurting you." Puck gently picked Brittany up and walked up the three steps and through the front door. He carried her into the living room and carefully sat her down on the couch.
Santana stood off to the side not able to look at Brittany's face. Brittany noticed how distant Santana was being, "San, come here." Brittany patted the space next to her on the couch. Santana slowly walked over and sat down. Brittany kissed Santana on the cheek, "I missed you last night." Brittany gently rubbed Santana's belly, "I missed you too."
Santana didn't understand how Brittany could be so nice especially since she had read how Brittany was feeling in her diary. "I'm sorry Britt."
Brittany scowled at Santana, "Why are you apologizing?"
"Because...just because." Santana didn't know how to apologize without telling Brittany she had read her diary.
Quinn, Puck, Linda, and Steven all stood there watching the two women interact and they felt like they should give the two sometime alone. Linda Brittany's mother spoke, "Ok, since you two are both so stubborn about being together we have come up with a schedule of when we will be here to help you out. I have a few days I can take off from work for a family emergency so I will be stay here during the day for the next couple of days. Quinn and Puck will stay here during the evening and overnight. That's the short term schedule for now. Now Brittany you need to get to bed and rest. Santana you look like you didn't sleep well last night so you need to rest too."
Puck helped Brittany into the wheelchair and pushed her to the bedroom. Linda helped Brittany into a pair of short and tank top while Santana changed the shirt she was wearing and put a t-shirt on instead. She kept on the sweatpants she had put on after her shower. "If either of you need anything just text me on my phone. I'll be in living room." Linda kissed both Brittany and Santana on the forehead before leaving the bedroom.
Brittany reached over and took Santana's left hand. "Are you ok?" Brittany's voice was soft.
"I'm fine. You are the one we should be worrying about, are you in a lot of pain?" Santana's voice cracked
"Not really the pain medication is pretty strong. As a matter of fact I'm going to take a nap and I think you should do the same my mother is right you look exhausted."
"Britt, do you want to talk about the accident?"
"What's there to talk about, a man dropped his phone while he was texting and driving, and when he went pick it up he took his eyes off the road and ran up on the sidewalk and hit me. Puck said the police told him the man was being charged with reckless driving and texting while driving. Let's just take a nap." The two fell asleep holding hands.
Santana slept for just over an hour because her mind was racing with so many thoughts. She couldn't stop thinking about Brittany's accident, reading what Brittany wrote in her diary, and the fact she was almost positive that Andrew is the sperm donor. The baby boy growing inside her is a combination of Lopez and Pierce. She knew she had to tell Brittany about Andrew probably being the donor she just didn't know how to tell her and she was worried about how she would react.
Santana was in the kitchen eating the lunch Linda had prepared for when the doorbell rang. Linda was in the bedroom helping Brittany in the bathroom so Santana got up from the table to answer the door. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Such a loving way to greet your mother Santana." Maribel stood there with two pieces of luggage sitting by her feet. Santana just stood there like she was dreaming or something. "Are you going to let me come in or what?"
Santana finally came back to reality and moved aside so her mother could come into the house. Maribel brought her luggage into the house and closed the door. Santana without warning pulled her mother into a hug. Maribel was too shocked to say anything because Santana hadn't hugged like that since she was a child. Santana pulled out of the hug and just looked at her mother. "How did you know?"
"Linda called me last night from the hospital and told me about Brittany's accident. She also told me that you both were being stubborn about letting other people help take care of both of you. So here I am to help. My question is why didn't you call and tell me about the accident?"
Santana wasn't surprised Linda had called her mother because they had bonded when they met over Christmas. "I was going to call you tonight. What about work and Papi?"
"Actually I have been turning a lot of my work responsibilities over to other staff members. It's all part of my retirement plan. Your father sends his love and wishes he could be here too. If you ask me he just wishes he was here so he could drive Brittany's car." Maribel wheeled her luggage into the living room.
"Retirement but you love your job and you're not that old." Santana was confused because this was the first time her mother had said anything about retiring.
"Just in case you haven't heard I have a grandson on the way and I want to be able spend time with him and his mami too of course. Plus you're father and I have worked hard it's time for both of us to slow down and enjoy life a bit more. Now let me look at you. You have gotten so much bigger since Christmas that is a good sign the baby is growing and healthy." Maribel put her hand on Santana's belly.
Maribel put her things in the den and then went to see Brittany in the bedroom. She sat down on the bed beside Brittany and gave her a hug. "I'm so glad you are going to be ok. When your mother called and told us about the accident we were so worried. I don't know what Santana would do if something happened to you."
Brittany didn't respond right away, "I'm glad you were able to come and stay with us. Thanks."
Maribel noticed Brittany seemed preoccupied with something. She thought maybe it was the effects of the accident and pain medication but something told her it was something else. "Brittany is everything ok, I mean between you and Santana."
"I really don't know Maribel. Since you were here at Christmas she is different. I've seen this side of her that I'd never seen before."
Maribel nodded her head because she had a feeling she knew what side of Santana that Brittany was talking about. "You mean her bitchy side."
Brittany looked at Maribel, "Are you a mind reader or have ESP?"
"No, I just know my daughter and soon or later she shows everyone the bitchy side of her personality. She has had that side of her personality since she was a kid. Her father and I used to get so frustrated when she got like that but when we finally realized what was behind her bitchiness we understood. I'm sure I don't have to tell you that Santana isn't always the best at expressing her feelings. She always seems so together and strong when in fact she's scared of not succeeding and disappointing the people in her life. I have noticed during our phone calls over the past couple of months she seems to have something on her mind and that's where the bitchiness comes in. Since you are getting most of her bitchiness my guess is there's something she wants to talk to you about but is afraid of how you will react. Unfortunately, that's the way Santana handles the tough situations in her life. My suggestion is you confront her and asked her why she been treating you that way because if you don't she will just keep on doing it. She needs to know you aren't going to let her treat you like that."
Brittany took a moment to process everything Maribel had just told and it made sense. "What if I confront her and ask her what is on her mind and she pushes me away?"
Maribel laughed, "I've been there and done that many times but in the end Santana will let you in. I know my daughter isn't the easiest person to get along with sometimes but I can tell she loves you like she has never loved another person. She's happy and that's because of you and the baby. I'm going to go so you can get some rest. Santana is watching TV with your mother in the living room."
Maribel gave Brittany a hug, got off the bed, and started to walk out of the bedroom but stopped and looked at Brittany, "Don't give up on Santana she worth it." Maribel left the room.
Maribel's words about not giving up on Santana hit Brittany hard because it was like Maribel knew what she had written in her diary about not being sure she would still be with Santana if it wasn't for the baby.
A week has gone by since the accident. Santana hadn't spoken to Brittany about Andrew and Brittany hadn't found the courage to ask Santana about what is bothering her. Brittany is getting around better by herself now. She can get into the wheelchair by herself but since she needs both hands to make the wheelchair go she was still relying on someone to push her. Santana had pushed the wheelchair a couple of times which earned a stern look and objection from her mother. Santana could see how frustrated Brittany was getting so she had Puck rent a motorized wheelchair so Brittany could make it go with the control knob.
Santana had a doctor's appointment and Maribel and Linda had it all worked out that Maribel would go to the doctor's with Santana and Linda would stay with Brittany. However, Santana and Brittany continued to be stubborn and they both said Brittany was going. Maribel and Linda knew better than argue with their daughters so Brittany went to the doctor's appointment. The doctor told them everything looked good and Santana's next appointment would be a month before the baby was due. Maribel had to return to Ohio after spending two weeks with them. She promised that both she and Carlos would come to LA when the baby was born.
It was the first night Santana and Brittany had spent alone since the accident. Quinn and Puck offered to spend the night but they said they would be ok and promised to call if they needed help. They were in bed watching TV but really neither one of them was paying attention to the show that was on. They both were trying to get up the nerve to talk to the other one. "Santana…Brittany" they both said each other's name at the same time which made them let out a nervous laugh.
"You go first Britt."
"San, there's something I need to talk to you about and I want you to let me finish before you say anything. (Santana nodded her head) I have been really upset and hurt over the past few months because you have been so mean and bitchy to me sometimes over the littlest things like chunky peanut butter. I don't deserve to be treated like that and to be honest with you there has a few times when I wondered if our relationship was really meant to be but then I would look into your eyes and all my doubts would disappear. When I look into your eyes I see all of the love you have for me. I just don't understand why you don't respect me and my feelings sometimes. I keep telling myself it's because you're pregnant and you having to be homebound but those really aren't good excuses San. When your mother first came to help us she had a talk with me and she told me you act this way when you are scared and have something on your mind. I can understand being scared of talking to someone about something but I can't understand treating someone the way you have treated me since Christmas. I want you to know I love you more than I thought was humanly possible to love another person but San I can live like this."
Santana was surprised Brittany had said all of those things to her and she couldn't help but let the tears fall down her face. Santana laced her and Brittany's fingers together. "Britt, you are right and I'm so sorry for being such a bitch to you and you're absolutely right there is no reason to treat a person like I've treated you, especially someone you love. My mother knows me too well and she's right there is something that's been on mind and I'm afraid to tell you about it but I know that's no way to be in a relationship. We need to be honest with each other no matter how scared we are about something."
Santana opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out two pieces of paper. "Britt, I'm not sure how to tell you this so I'm just going to show you." Santana gave Brittany the two pieces of paper.
Brittany read the first page which was the profile of the sperm donor. Santana watched Brittany's face closely as she read the profile. She watched as Brittany scrunched her forehead in confusion. After a few minutes Brittany looked at the second page which was the picture of the donor as a child. Brittany's eyes immediately reacted to the picture. Santana could tell Brittany's breathing was being more rapid.
After a few more minutes Brittany looked at Santana, "This is the sperm donor for our baby?" (Santana nodded her head) "I'm guessing you know who this is right?" (Again Santana nodded her head) "That's why you've been so bitchy since Christmas you recognized Andrew from the picture you saw when you picked the donor."
Santana swallowed hard because everything was out I the open and she really couldn't get a good read on how Brittany was reacting. "When I met Andrew it hit me that he looked so familiar but I couldn't place him and it was driving me crazy. I think I subconsciously wouldn't let myself remember where I had seen him before. Then one day it hit where I had seen him before. I only had the picture of when he was child because as you know they don't let you keep the adult picture of the donor. As soon as I looked at picture I knew it was Andrew because of the eyes. It was his eyes that made me choose him as the donor. The same eyes you have that made me fall in love with you the moment I looked into them. I'm sorry I kept this from you I just didn't know how you would react because it's not of a weird situation. I'm sorry."
Brittany put her good arm around Santana's shoulder and pulled her close, "Why would you be sorry? You choosing my brother to be the sperm donor before we even met is just more proof to me that we were meant to be. You and I both know how many sperm donors there are to choose from and you chose Andrew. It's not weird sweetie, I think it's a miracle. After my second insemination and I didn't get pregnant I was really upset and depressed. After a few weeks I started to feel better and that's when Andrew told me he had gone to the sperm bank to donate. He said if he could help a woman realize her dream of becoming a mother it had to do it. You probably don't know this but Andrew made it clear when he donated his sperm that only one woman was use his donation. He felt if it was meant to be it would happen. Andrew was frustrated because we are used to helping each other when we are sad but he couldn't help me when I didn't get pregnant. It's ironic because in the end he did help me and he made my dream of becoming a mother come true even if I'm not the one carrying the baby.'
Santana and Brittany were both crying hard. Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany. "I'm so sorry I kept this from and was such a bitch. I promise I won't ever keep anything from you again and I will treat you with the respect you deserve."
"I accept you apology and I'm going to hold you to your promise to treat like I deserve to be treated. I love you Santana." The two women kissed passionately. They hadn't kissed like that since the accident.
They broke away from the kiss before they got carried away because it was kind of difficult for a pregnant woman and a woman with a broken arm and leg to have sex. "What about Andrew and our families' do we tell them who the donor is?" Santana knew deep down the answer was yes but she wanted to hear how Brittany felt.
"We have to tell them and I know my family will think it's miracle like I do. Andrew will be so happy and even though he didn't plan on fathering his own nephew he will be ok because we'll help him. How about your family?"
Santana sighed, "I really think they will think it's wonderful too. I mean just think this little baby growing inside of me is a part of me and part of you too. I still can't believe it. I hope he has the Pierce blue eyes."
"San, everything is going to be ok. I love you."
A couple of months have passed and Brittany is cast free. They haven't told Andrew or their families about Andrew being the sperm donor yet but they plan on telling them both this week. Santana and Brittany are at the doctors for her check up it's one month before her due date. The doctor is examining Santana. There is nothing more uncomfortable than putting your legs in stirrups when you belly is huge.
"Santana have you been having any pain?" The doctor asked while he was examining Santana.
"Not really pain just an uneasy feeling and pressure but nothing painful."
Brittany noticed a serious look on the doctor's face, "Is there something wrong with San or the baby?"
The doctor smiled, "No, there's nothing wrong it's just seems like this little guy is in a hurry to join the world. Santana is dilated 3cm she's that's why I asked if she was having any pain."
"Oh my God I'm in labor and don't even know it!" Santana shouted.
"Calm down Santana you aren't in labor yet but I would say the baby is going to be born probably today or tomorrow. It depends on when your contractions start and quickly labor begins. Some women deliver a baby quickly while others can be in labor for a several hours."
"Oh great with my luck I'll be in labor for days." Santana sighed.
Brittany hadn't said anything she just sat there on the stool beside the exam table Santana was lying on. "Britt, are you ok?"
Hearing Santana's voice brought Brittany around, "It's really happening the baby is coming but it's too soon. He isn't supposed to be born for another 4 weeks."
The doctor could hear the panic in Brittany's voice, "The baby will be fine. According to my measurements he is around 6 pounds. Babies born at 36 weeks usually do really well."
"Ohhhhh!" Santana yelled in pain at the same time her water broke.
"Guess what ladies this baby wants to be born now so we are going to the hospital. I'll have my nurse call for an ambulance."
TBC