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August 27th

Santana

"Hey, baby," I hear Brittany say. I shake my head and stir around. "Babe, I need to go," she says a little more urgently. I furrow my eyebrows and roll over to face Brittany. "Quinn's gone into labour," she tells me, a wide smile plastered on her face. "I need to go," she leans down and kisses me quickly on the lips. I must've fallen asleep for a nap, as per usual, and not woken up for a while because it's dark outside.

"I'll come with you," I mumble, sitting up slowly. I hold her hands and the side of my lips tug up to become a smile. She quirks her eyebrows up at me. "Your goddaughter is being born, I wanna be there with you," I tell her. She mumbles 'Okay'. "Plus, I'd love to see what you're like around a baby."

"Okay, c'mon," she pulls me up onto my feet before leaning down and kissing my little baby bump. We had an ultrasound a few days ago, Brittany booked an emergency one, because I had a small break down. I though we were having twins because my bump was showing a lot quicker. Brittany kept reassuring me that it was just because it's my second pregnancy. Not that we'd mind having twins, but it would be a lot of work. Twins is quite common in Brittany's family. But it was just me freaking out, we're having one baby.

"Do you want to take Harley or should we drop her off at your Mom's hotel?" Brittany's Mom is in town to help us get ready for back to school. Brittany is preparing loads of dances for different competitions and she's in and out of work constantly, and I'm tired all the freaking time. Susan offered to come to Chicago, so we took her offer.

"Um, I think she'd like to be there. You know, she's kind of excited about meeting this kid," Brittany tells me, holding my waist. "I think she'll be really excited about this baby too," she leans down and kisses my belly again. Seriously, Brittany is obsessed with my belly. Ever since Baby Lopez popped up, Brittany started spooning me every night, making sure she cups my bump carefully.

"Okay baby," I nod and lean up to kiss her. "But, you need to get changed, I'm not letting you go to the hospital in boxers," I tell her. She nods her head at me and runs off to the walk in closet. As quick as she can, Brittany changes and runs back out with a large smile. She's wearing a pair of black jeans, a blue sweatshirt, Adidas trainers and a NY cap, turned backwards. I look down to make sure I fell asleep with clothes on, and I have, and I look presentable. "Let's go, I'll get Harley ready," I stand up and peck a kiss to her lips.


9:31 PM

Brittany, Harley and I have been here for about three hours waiting for the baby. Harley fell asleep about an hour ago. I put her in Brittany's arms because I could tell Brittany was nervous and Harley always calms her down, whether she's asleep or awake. I honestly cannot wait to see Brittany with a baby in her arms. It's just something I've always imagined, especially since I found out I was pregnant. Brittany was on edge for a while before I hit the second trimester and wouldn't let me do anything, in case something happened to the baby. Just by that, I can tell Brittany is going to be awesome with this kid.

I reach my hand over to her free hand that isn't on Harley's back. "Are you okay?" I ask with a smile. She nods slowly at me. I snap my head up when I see Puck open the door quickly with a large grin on his face. He doesn't say anything, but Brittany stands up slowly and hands Harley to me.

Brittany

I walk into the room and my eyes lock with Quinn, who is clearly more tired than she's giving off. I hear Puck behind me greet Santana. All I can see is a little girl hiding in Quinn's arms with a soft, pink cap. "Hey," Quinn says tiredly. She looks down at the baby and smiles. I'm hesitant to walk closer to her and stand at the end of the bed. "C'mere," she says. I walk closer to Quinn. "Meet Alice Brittany Puckerman," I hear Santana gasp behind me and my eyes fill with tears.

"B-brittany?" I stutter.

"Yeah, I know this really cool girl called Brittany," she says sarcastically. I laugh softly and sniffle. I really want to lean down and hug her right now but she's probably aching like heck, and I'm still in complete and utter shock. I watch as Quinn's eyes fall back down to her daughter as the little girl opens her eyes. She has Quinn's hazel eyes and her little button nose. As she squirms around in Quinn's arms, her little pink hat falls off to show her loose brown curls. I turn around and see Harley starting to wake up in Santana's arms. "Here," Quinn slowly sits up and gestures that I hold Alice. I look at her for confirmation before taking Alice into my arms.

Babies are actually so freaking light. I lay the baby's head in the crook of my right elbow and slowly sway from side to side, lightly rubbing her small feet that are covered by a white onesie. I chuckle lightly when she falls back asleep really quickly. "Us Brittany's like to sleep," I say softly and then look up to see everyone looking at me and blush. I then catch the eyes with Harley who's just woken up. "Hey," I smile at Harley. She peeps her tongue out of her mouth, trying to squirm out of Santana's arms to see Alice. "This is Alice," I do my best to lean down and give Harley a good view of the sleeping baby.

"But Momma, she's too small," Harley whispers, genuinely worried.

"Babies are suppose to be that small, 'cuz they have to grow a lot. You were that small when you were born," Santana explains to Harley.

"She's really cute," Harley smiles at me. "Can we keep her?" She asks innocently.

"Uh, I think Aunt Q and Puck want to keep Alice with them," I tell Harley. She pouts at me. "But, we can certainly visit her," I reassure and then look up at Puck who is grinning and looking at his daughter adoringly.

"Okay," Harley shrugs. Santana pushes her up further on her waist, struggling to get comfortable. "Alice is gonna be one of my best friends," Harley tells us softly, only loud enough for Santana and me to hear. I briefly smile up at Santana and Harley when Alice begins to squirm in my arms.

"I think someone wants food," I coo softly. "We should probably head home soon," I say to Santana who nods slowly. I can tell Harley wants to say something but she's also falling asleep on Santana's shoulder. Instead of saying anything, the little girl leans down and kisses the baby on the cheek. Alice opens her eyes slowly and looks around the place.

Laughing softly at the small, confused baby, I walk back over to Quinn and place Alice back in her Mom's arms. "I love you Q, thank you," I lean down and kiss Quinn on the forehead. "We'll be back in the morning," I say just as Alice begins to whimper a little. "Bye bye Little B," I chuckle.

"Her name is Alice, not Brittany," Quinn chuckles, sitting up a little.

"We'll see how nicknames go Q," I smirk, turning around on my heels. Santana is trying to hold Harley with one hand and the other on her back. "I'll take her babe," I reach out my arms and hold Harley. She immediately rests her head on my chest. I rub the bottom of Santana's back as she rests her hands on her stomach. "We'll be back tomorrow, that's if you'll have us, when Harley is a bit more energetic," I tell them quietly.

"Congrats to you both, and have an amazing sleepless night," Santana tells Puck and Quinn. After hugging Puck and saying our last goodbyes, Santana leads us outside. "I'm so tired," Santana turns around and leans her head on my chest. I knew she was tired the whole time because she was wearing her tired smile for them.

"C'mon, I needz to get mah girls to sleep," I say in ghetto voice and wrap my arm around Santana's shoulder. I kiss the crown of her head as we walk out of the hospital.


1 week later, September 3rd (15 weeks along)

"Brittany!" I hear Santana call from our bedroom. I pounce onto my feet and jog down the hall and into our bedroom.

"Yeah," I lean against the door frame.

"I need new clothes, new bras, new everything!" Santana exclaims, through the pile of clothing in her hands onto the floor. She's not crying, just angry and yelling a lot about new clothes. Her baby bump has sprouted out completely and is struggling to find clothes that fit her that aren't baggy t-shirts. I walk over to her with my arms crossed over my chest.

"Babe, we're not going outside today, we'll go out and get clothes tomorrow," I take her hands and pull her towards me. She's been wearing my jumpers and sweatpants for the past week and I've had to savour two or three pairs for myself for work. I lean down and press a kiss to her lips. I know that the reason she's so angry and emotional about this is because Harley went back to kindergarten today and she's starting full days. "Harley will be back in two hours, and we can tell Harley about the baby and she'll be really happy," I say to Santana, holding her shoulders.

"Okay," she mumbles, burying her head into my neck. "Will you take a nap with me?" She asks me sweetly. She takes her head out of my neck and pulls me down onto the bed. I nod and kiss her on the lips, lying down next to her. I run my fingers up and down the baby bump. Santana stops my hand on her belly button and scoots close to me. "The baby keeps moving," she whispers against my lips. I lean down and kiss just above her belly button.

"I love you, like a lot," I cup her cheeks and place a long kiss on her lips.

"Like a lot, a lot," she giggles against my lips.


Harley runs up the stairs in front of me, excited to get out of school. I slip my car keys into my pocket and run up behind her. I manage to catch up and grab her by the stomach with one arm. She squeals and giggle as I continue to run up the stairs. I pull my house keys out of my pocket and unlock the door. I hoist Harley over my shoulder as she continues to laugh and beg me to put her down.

As soon as I walk inside I get a whiff of tomato straight up my nose. Santana is cooking spaghetti bolognese and I cheer loudly. I quickly walk to the sofa and place Harley on it. "Hello," I slide into the kitchen, hugging Santana from behind. "This smells amazing," I kiss her on the cheek. "But I would have cooked or pick something up," I whisper very close to her ear.

"Baby Lopez was hungry," she shrugs and takes a dollop of the sauce onto her finger. She turns around in my arms and holds the sauce up to my face. I lick it off her finger and moan in delight.

"That's freaking delicious," I tell her and grab the wooden spoon to feed myself with it. I place it back in the saucepan, much to Santana's dislike.

"Brittany, why did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Put the spoon back in the sauce, it has your spit on it," she furrows her eyebrows and crosses her arms across her chest.

"Santana, we've shared a lot more than spit over the years, plus Harley has my DNA," I shrug and kiss her on the lips to prove my point.

"Just don't do it again," she tells me sternly. I take a step back and salute her mockingly.

"Yes Sergeant Lopez!"

"Now go and clean up the dining table," Santana says sternly, obviously keeping the army theme.

"Yes Ma'am!" I salute her and march to the dining table. I hear Santana behind me giggling. I set up the dining table as quickly as possible and Harley runs into the room and hugs me around the hips. Quickly, I turn around and pick her up and sit her on a chair. I walk back into the kitchen. Instead of Santana taking the bowls in, I take them from her and wink. "Dinner is served little lady," I place the bowl in front of Harley. Santana glares at me as she walks in past me. "Made by your Mom, so say thank you," I tell Harley quietly.

"Thank you Mommy!" Harley smiles brightly at Santana, who is sitting opposite her. "It's really good," she says, eating a meatball from the top of the pasta.


Once we finish dinner, Santana asks Harley to help her wash the dishes whilst I clear up the table. Before Harley can run off to her bedroom, I grab her and sit her on the sofa. I crouch down in front of her and begin to talk. "We have to talk to you about something," I stand up and sit next to her.

"Is it a adult conversation?" She sits up on her knees and looks up at me with puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah, it is Princess," I lift her into my lap as Santana sits down next to us. I turn around to face Santana. "Harley, what did you want for your birthday this year?" I ask Harley, possibly confusing her.

"I wished for..." she puts her finger to her chin, thinking deeply. "I wished for a little brother," she says excitedly, maybe catching on to what's happening. "Or a little sister," she says a bit quieter.

"Remember how I said that you couldn't have one then, but you could have one next year," she nods quickly. "Well," I look up at Santana and smile. She pulls off the sweater she has on, underneath she's wearing a tight t-shirt to reveal her baby bump. "There's a baby growing in Mommy's belly," I lean forward and Harley wiggles out of my arms. I can tell that Harley is smiling widely from the reflection in Santana's glasses. Santana opens her arms and Harley crawls into her arms. The little girl purposely hugs Santana around the stomach.

"Wait," Harley retracts from Santana and faces me. "Do we get to keep this baby?" She asks me seriously. I roll my eyes inwardly and laugh softly.

"Yeah, we get to keep this one," I lean forward and kiss Harley on the head. She giggles and jumps back around to face Santana again.

"When is it coming?" She asks Santana slowly.

"Not until next February, so after Christmas," Santana tells Harley, lifting her onto her knees. Harley straddles Santana's thighs.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Harley asks quickly. I can tell there's going to be loads of questions.

"We don't know yet, but we'll find out soon," Santana tells Harley, looking at me. I nod at her slowly. Santana and I have not yet discussed finding out the gender before the baby is born, but I don't mind. "You can come to the next check up if you'd like. Then we'll find out whether you'll have a brother or a sister," Santana assures her. Harley continues to ask us questions, to which we answer all of them.

"How will the baby know who I am though?" Harley questions us. This the moment that I've been waiting for, Harley interacting and bonding with the baby like I have been.

"You can talk to the baby, it'll be able to hear you now," I lean my chin on her shoulder.

"But I can't talk to Mommy's belly, that'd be weird," Harley whispers, but very loudly.

"No it's not," I assure her. "I promise that it's not weird. It's just so the baby knows who you are when it's born," I lift Harley off my lap, edging her near Santana. I lean around her and kiss the side of Santana's belly. Harley watches me curiously as I whisper to Baby Lopez. I lean back and then let Harley have her moment. We both watch as Harley leans down and kisses Santana's bump.

"I'm gonna be the best big sister ever," Harley tells Santana softly. "I promise I'll be the best sister," she holds up her pinky finger and Santana wraps her finger around Harley's.

"You don't have to promise anything 'cuz I know you're gonna be the best big sister," Santana leans down and hugs Harley around the shoulders. "Are you okay with having a little sibling?" Santana asks her.

"Yeah, I can't wait."

"When the baby comes Harley, Momma and I will have to spend a lot of time with them because they won't be able to do a lot of things," Santana explains to Harley.

"But I can help, right?"

"Of course you can help baby, but things will be a little bit different with a baby around, are you okay with that?" Santana asks, wanting to make sure that Harley knows what's going on."

"Yeah, I can't wait for the baby to come, 'cuz I really, really love him or her already."

"You're gonna be the best big sister ever," I lean forward and kiss Harley's cheek.


A/N: AGH! That chapter was pure fluff!

So we had Quinn having her baby, Alice Brittany Puckerman... She named her after her godmother, Brittany. She will be trying to call Alice, Brittany in the future XD

Then we had Santana needing new clothes XD

Then they had dinner and Brittana explained to Harley what's happening with the baby. Expect Harley to get really involved with the baby!

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