A/N: Hey. thanks for the reviews. Hope you like this chapter and for those of you who think Ashley is still lying...you'll see lol Enjoy.
Quinn's P.O.V
I was shocked when Santana told me about Ashley. I was shocked then mad, then scared but when I heard that she wasn't pregnant I was beyond relieved but it was scary. I don't know if I could handle San having a kid with someone else. I'm glad she doesn't already have more. I don't want her to have any kids with anyone else, I want her kids. She's mine and mine only so I'm the only one who should be having anymore of her kids.
Santana has been pushing me to see the doctor since that day she came to see me for lunch, maybe a month ago, but I don't see why. I'm not pregnant. I know I'm not, though it's not impossible, I'm pretty sure I'm not. I don't have a problem with having San's kid since I already have one, I just don't think I am. I haven't felt any different but I'm fine. If anything, I'm stressed.
Luckily I didn't have to go into the office today because I decided I needed to take a day off and today seemed like a good day to do that. Maya is at school and Santana is my bedroom. She didn't want to go to work today and decided to work from home. She's still sleeping though so I get out of bed and go make a bowl of cereal. I don't really feel like cooking today so this is as good as it's going to get. After my cereal, I go lie on the couch in the living room and wrap myself inside a blanket.
Since TV sucks I put on a movie and silently watch. As I shift, I start to feel a little nauseous. It's slight and goes away pretty quickly. It comes again and stays awhile longer but subsides and goes away. I wonder if it was something I ate? Is the milk bad? I shrug it off and continue to watch my movie as Santana walk into the living room and lays in the space behind me then wraps her arm around my waist. Her arm still looks funny from having the cast on it for so long. I gently run my fingers up and down her arm.
"Morning." She says into my hair
"Morning. Are you going back to sleep?" I ask
"No. I woke up to Roscoe licking my toes. Not pleasant." She says and I laugh
"You should take him for a walk."
"I am. I just wanted to see about you first. You're good?"
"Yeah. A little nauseous though. I might be coming down with something."
"Yeah. A baby. Why won't you go to a doctor or at least take a test?"
"Because I don't have a valid reason to. Being tired is normal and I don't always get my period." I say and she sighs
"Would you just take one to shut me up?"
"That's pointless."
"Just take one." She says and I sigh and roll my eyes
"Fine. If it'll get you to stop thinking I'm pregnant. I'm not pregnant."
"Yet." She says and I chuckle softly
"Do you want more kids?" She asks
"Yeah. Do you?"
"Yeah. Maybe like one or two more." I nod and she gets up off the couch
"You didn't cook?" I shake my head
"Damn. Okay, I'm gonna go walk the dog." I nod and she kisses my forehead. A huge wave of nausea hits and this time I think I am actually going to throw up. I quickly get up and run to the bathroom, just making it to the toilet before my breakfast makes a reappearance. Santana holds my hair back and as I finish, I sit on the floor by the toilet.
"Are you okay?" She asks and I nod as I flush
"I think the milk may be expired." I say and she looks at me curiously. Then she leaves out and when she comes back she has the bottle of milk in her hand.
"This doesn't expire for another 4 months."
"Then maybe I'm sick."
"Are you serious? I'm going to get you a pregnancy test."
"Santana -"
"No damn it. I tried to be nice about it but I'm done. You're taking the pregnancy test." She says interrupting me. I stand and rinse my mouth.
"When I get back, you're taking the test."
"You can't force me to."
"Like hell I can't." She says and then walks out. I sigh and brush my teeth. When I come out the bathroom, she walks past me in, ready to go with Roscoe on his leash.
"I'll be back soon. I'll get you some ginger ale and saltines or something. Lay down and relax okay?" She says as she comes back and kisses my cheek. I nod.
"I love you."
"Love you too." I say and she leaves out
I am not pregnant. I don't understand why she's so set on this idea. Does she want me to be pregnant? This isn't how my day of relaxation was supposed to go. Okay, If I am pregnant...it wouldn't be the worse thing in the world. I think I'd be pretty happy about it actually. It could maybe help repair some of the past with Santana and I. She could be here through the pregnancy and be there when the baby is born. It's like a redo of what she missed the first time. I go finish watching my movie and doze off at some point. I'm woken up by Santana caressing my neck. That's how she used to wake me up when we were dating before. After she realized how sensitive my neck was, she uses that to her advantage to get what she wants. She's standing over me and then leans down and kisses my forehead.
"Come on." She says and then walks away. I stretch and lie on the couch
"Get your ass up!" I hear Santana yell from another room
"Today is my day to relax! Leave me alone!" I yell back
"Just come piss!" She says and I chuckle a little. After a moment of silence she comes back in and looks down at me with one hand on her hip
"What?" I say
"Get up."
"Carry me." I say and hold my arms out. She rolls her eyes but picks me up and walks to the bathroom.
"Were you okay while I was gone?" She asks
"Yeah. Still a little nauseous but I'm okay."
"Maybe I shouldn't have carried you. I love you but if you puke on me..." She trails off and set me down in the bathroom
"If I puke on you what?" I ask
"I'm thinking about it but trust me, you won't like it." I roll my eyes and grab the test off the sink.
"And hurry up with that. I know I'll walk away and you'll stand here procrastinating and doing some other shit to avoid taking that. So do it."
"Shut up." I say and she rolls her eyes and leaves out, closing the door behind her.
"Hurry up!"
I sigh and take the test out of the box and sigh. This...I can't even deny it anymore. As much as I keep saying no...I've had this voice in the back of my head saying, yes. I haven't decided if that voice is being logical or conveying my wants. Just to be careful I've cut down my coffee intake quite a bit and haven't done anything too strenuous. I guess now is the time to find out if it's something there or if this is just my and Santana's imagination. I take the test and sit it on the edge of the tub. Santana knocks and I tell her to come in. She sits on the sink and I sit on the tub.
"If it's positive...How are you going to feel about that?" She asks and I shrug
"I won't be angry or sad. It may not have been planned but that doesn't mean it isn't welcomed."
"You couldn't just say you wouldn't mind?" I don't say anything and look around in the bathroom. I think I may redecorate.
"Q? You okay?" She asks
"Yep. Just waiting to prove you wrong." I say softly
"Are you scared?" I shake my head
"Then what's up?" I shake my head again
"Quinn."
"Nothing. I'm fine."
"You sure?" She says with her eyebrow raised curiously. I nod and she lets it go. We sit in silence, both of us in our own heads, until I notice it's time to check the test. I pick it up from the edge of the tub and grab the box from the sink. I compare the two signs and Santana says
"What is it?"
"It's positive." I say and she has a look of shock on her face. Didn't she predict this? How is she shocked?
"Seriously? You're pregnant?"
"That's what the test says."
"Awesome. That's fucking awesome."
"Don't get to excited yet." I tell her
"You said Ashley took a test that came out positive but she's not pregnant. This could be wrong."
"What? It was just a coincidence she got one that was a piece of shit. There's no way that would happen twice."
"You never know. I'm going to make a doctors appointment." I say and she nods
"So I can't call Britt all happy because you're pregnant?"
"Don't know for sure if I am."
"Do you not want my baby or something?" She asks and I look at her like she just grew an extra head
"What? What would make you say that?"
"You keep denying the pregnancy and I don't get why. You love me, I love you, we're together and we already have one kid. What's wrong with having a second one?"
"Nothing. I obviously want your baby or we wouldn't have Maya."
"Then what's your issue?"
"I don't have an issue, I'm just saying we need to be sure about this before we start picking out baby names."
"You just took the test."
"And it could be wrong. I trust the doctor more so I'm going to wait and see what he says." She doesn't say anything but she doesn't look mad or anything. She gets up and walks out and clean up in the bathroom. It's not that I don't want the baby, I just want to be sure.
Santana's P.O.V
I will seriously be disappointed if she's not pregnant. Before I was worried about what it would do to our relationship but now, I just want a baby. I don't mean I want one just because. After having the one pregnancy scare with Ashley, it sort of made me sad that she wasn't pregnant and with Quinn in like total denial makes me question if she really does want more kids. Maybe I'm just over reacting and being sensitive. Quinn wouldn't lie to me about wanting more kids. What could she gain from that? Having kids she never wanted? The situation has frustrated me though so I just go lie in Quinn's bed.
I pull the cover over my head and lay on my stomach. I hear Quinn talking from the other room and I'm guessing it's the doctor's office because her normal tone doesn't sound like that. Roscoe jumps up on to the bed, on my legs and walks until he gets to my face. He lies next to me and I pet his head. He is always around me when Maya isn't here. I think it's because we look alike but can dogs recognize that? I don't know. He's a good dog though. I close my eyes scratch behind Roscoe's ears. Then I feel the bed shift slightly. Since it can't be anyone else but Quinn, I don't open my eyes.
"Are you mad?" She says
"No."
"Then why aren't you talking to me?"
"Nothing to say. Aren't you supposed to be relaxing? I figured you'd want to do that alone."
"Relaxing is a lot better with you."
"Then get in the bed with me." I say and I feel her getting under the cover and moving closer behind me then I feel her arm around me
"You know, if you want, we could try to make sure I really am pregnant." She says softly in my ear
"So you do want a baby?" I ask
"I thought it might be a bad idea because our relationship is fairly new but considering how long we've known each other, that we've been in a long term relationship before and we already have a child, I don't think it would be that bad." She says and I turn around to face her
"So you want to try for a baby?" She nods
"We're not getting any younger and we both want more kids."
"And you're sure about this?" She nods again
"Well I guess we have to wait on the results from the doctor." I say and she raises an eyebrow
"You're going to wait to see if I'm already pregnant instead of taking the opportunity to fuck me now?"
"I didn't know if you were up to it or not."
"Well I am." She leans in to kiss me but I pull back
"What?" She asks
"Did you brush your teeth after you threw up?" She rolls her eyes and says
"Duh. Now shut up and put a baby in me." She says then pulls me on top of her.
After we have sex once, Quinn gets sick again. She lies down and I make her some soup then, go shower and go to pick up Maya but I can't get anywhere. Fucking flat tire. Damn it, I'm gonna have to take Quinn's car. I go to see what tire is flat but once I look closer to my back tire, I notice a long slice along the top of it. Someone slashed my tire. Make that tires because the other one is the same way. What the fuck? Why would someone do that? I sigh and go back in the house then grab Quinn's keys. I'll handle that when I get back.
I pick up Maya and make her an after school snack once we're back home. I go check on Quinn and she's fast asleep in bed then I go back to help Maya with her homework and after that I start dinner.
"What's wrong with mom?" Maya asks as she comes into the kitchen
"She wasn't feeling too well." I say and she nods her head
"Can I help with dinner?" I nod my head and find something for her to do.
Maya and I eat dinner and Quinn still hasn't woken up. Before I know it Maya is in bed and Quinn still hasn't gotten up once. She must have been tired. I go lie in the living room and start to randomly call people, I do that when I'm bored, but no one answers but Ashley.
"Sup loser." She answers
"Whatever wanna be. What's up?"
"Nothing really. I haven't heard from you in a while."
"It's been like three days."
"And that's a while when you talk to someone on a daily basis."
"Whatever. So what's new?"
"Let's see...I got a date."
"A date huh? And what's the name of this loser?"
"Stop being a hater. His name is Andrew."
"Andrew? Does he have kids?" I ask
"I don't know."
"Did you guys have a long conversation before you got asked out?"
"Yeah."
"And you don't know if he has kids?"
"No."
"Leave him alone. If someone has kids and haven't mentioned them at least once when talking to someone they wanna date, there's a problem there."
"What? How?"
"Because it just is."
"Whatever. You're just mad I'm not fucking you anymore."
"Go to hell."
"Only if I'm in first class and sitting next to Santana Lopez. I want to be there when you meet your father again." She says with a little laugh
"Someone thinks they're funny today."
"I'm hilarious. Anything new with you?" She asks
"I told you Quinn might be pregnant."
"Yeah."
"She took the test today. Positive."
"Congrats San! I know you're happy."
"I want to be but I don't know if it's true or not. Since yours was wrong she wants to go to the doctor to be sure."
"That's a good call because if she is pregnant, she'll have to go there anyway. What happened with me was probably like a one in a million chance that it just happen to be wrong."
"Yeah but I just hope she is. Good news is that if she isn't, she wants to keep trying."
"She wants a baby?"
"Yep."
"Awesome. Pretty soon I'll be hearing wedding bells." She says playfully
"That was the plan anyway. The baby was supposed to come after but it doesn't matter. Either way, I get both."
"True, but I'll call you later. I'm tired."
"It's like 10 o clock. You're old."
"I'm old? I'm only 27 but you, you're old Ms. 30 something."
"What?!" I say and she laughs
"Not funny. Our friendship is over." I say
"What? Seriously San?"
"Yep." I say and hang up.
She sends me a sad face in a text and I laugh to myself. I'll call her tomorrow and let her know I was joking...maybe. As I walk through the dinning room, I think I see someone run past the window, to the back yard. The blinds are partially open since I forgot to close them. I hurry to the window and look but I can't see too much in the dark. Probably some kid taking a short cut or at least it better be. Maybe I'll go check. I quickly put my stuff on and look for some sort of weapon. If it were my house, I'd have a bat or most likely my gun but I would never have a gun here because of Maya and it was under lock and key when she came over to my house.
I grab a knife from the kitchen and go outside. I slowly creep my way into the driveway and I don't see anyone or anything. I keep going until I'm in the backyard but then I hear footsteps behind me. I quickly turn around to find Roscoe walking towards me. I sigh in relief and bend down to pick him up and go back in the house but I feel a sharp pain in the back of my head and my world goes black.
A/N: And there is chapter 24. I know cliffhanger but relax it won't be too long a wait...maybe lol Any who, review and all that good stuff. Till next time :)