She's here! Notice the date ;) a long time ago I told you that something was going to happen to one of them and based on popular vote and my own opinion I have decided which one and you'll find out who and what it is soon :)

Thank you for the lovely reviews, I loved the cliffhanger comments! And Jammy, I actually noticed that you hadn't reviewed and I was so happy when you finally did!

One more important thing: in my story universe Quinn never got a nose job. She lost Lucy's weight and when she did she sort of grew into her looks (so she looks like she does in the series). If she had had surgery her children wouldn't actually look like her now, they'd look like the old her.

Enjoy!

Xo, Em.

"I'd love to go back to sleep, but my water broke."

This caused both of Santana's eyes to shoot open and she quickly got out of bed.

This is it. Liberty is coming and there was nothing she could do to either shorten the labor or prolong the wait. She knew that giving birth could take a really long time, so somewhere between now and lets say 48 hours from now she was going to be a mom and that thought alone freaked her out.

"Are you having contractions yet?"

Quinn nodded as she slowly got out of bed and Santana ran over to help her get changed.

"I've been having contractions since around 8 pm yesterday. At first I thought it was Braxton Hicks, so I didn't tell you. I figured I was in the early stages of labor when they didn't stop after a little while, and they became more and more frequent. We went to bed, but I didn't really go to sleep, I just rested and kept track of the contractions. About an hour ago they became stronger, and then my water broke so I figured I should wake you so we could go to the hospital."

"Q, you should have told me!"

Quinn smiled as Santana grabbed their hospital bag.

"I didn't want to freak you out, and I figured that you deserved one last night of rest. They're really not that bed yet, I just passed one."

Santana looked at her shocked.

"Whoa, I would have never guessed! Let's get you to the hospital though, Liberty's making her appearance in the world!"

Santana helped Quinn down the stairs and into the car before driving as fast as she could to get to the hospital.

"Thank God this happened during the night and not during rush hour."

Quinn giggled.

"God, what if she had been born on the side of the road?"

"I would never have allowed that, I would have called the police and told them to escort us to the hospital."

Quinn giggled and shook her head.

"Only you babe."

"How do you feel? We're almost there."

"They're really becoming stronger and they're about five minutes apart. I feel fine, but I probably won't be for much longer."

Santana nodded as she parked the car and quickly got Quinn to the right ward.

"Hi, my wife's in labor."

One of the nurses got some papers to fill out while one of the others went and got a wheelchair for Quinn.

"How are the contractions, sweetie?"

"They're about five minutes apart and lasts for about a minute. They're starting to become uncomfortable."

The nurse smiled gently at her and as soon as Santana had handed over the papers she took them to a room.

"Your midwife is on duty tonight so I'll call her and she and a doctor will come by shortly. Is there anything you want or need?"

Quinn shook her head.

"I'll come by and check on you soon if Elizabeth hasn't come yet."

Santana thanked her while Quinn lay back on the bed.

"Still sure you don't want epidural?"

"Yeah. If I take it I won't get out of the hospital as fast and I want to be completely conscious when she gets here."

Santana sat down on a chair next to Quinn and stroked her hand.

"If that's what you want then I won't push you. Just promise to use the breathing exercises we were taught."

Quinn opened her eyes and smiled at Santana.

"You were pretty hilarious this morning."

"I was not!"

"Oh please; Q, it's too early, go back to sleep!"

Quinn giggled while Santana playfully scowled at her.

"How was I supposed to know that you'd been having contractions for over 6 hours?"

Quinn was about to respond when Elizabeth, their midwife, walked in.

"Hey Quinn, Santana. How are you feeling?"

Quinn shrugged.

"Slightly uncomfortable, but fine really."

"That's good. I'm just going to check how much you've dilated and see if we need a doctor yet."

"Hey baby, can't you go call our families please?"

Santana understood that Quinn would like some privacy and kissed her quickly before heading into the hallway. Her parents and Quinn's mom were supposed to arrive next week, but it seemed like Liberty had other plans. Santana decided to call her mother first.

"Mija, why are you calling so early? It's 6:30 am."

"Hi mom, I just called to tell you that you should probably re-book your plane tickets cause Quinn is in labor."

She heard a loud squeal and held the phone away from her ear as she grimaced.

"Oh my god! My granddaughter is arriving. I'll talk to your father and see how soon we can get there; hopefully I can get on a flight today. Take good care of Quinn, baby, she'll need you. I love you!"

Santana's mom hung up before she could even respond so she just rolled her eyes and called Brittany. She would have called Judy, but to be honest she didn't really deserve to know second.

"Hey Sannie!"

"Wow B, you sound really awake."

"I have a one year old San, I've been up for over an hour already. Why are you up thought?"

"Kinda had to take Quinn to the hospital."

"Oh, why? Check up?"

"Oh yeah, in LA they usually do check ups at 3 in the morning."

Brittany was quiet for a few seconds before she gasped.

"She's in labor!"

Santana laughed.

"There you go. Yeah, she woke me up after her water had broken."

"This is so exciting! How far along is she?"

"Our midwife is checking on her now, so I have no idea. Probably a few centimeters or so."

"Oh San, I'm so happy for you. Just make sure you both drink lots of water and be there for her! Don't you dare pass out."

Santana snorted.

"Oh please, like I'd pass out."

"You totally would. Now keep me updated and let me know when my little niece is born!"

"I will B, I love you."

"Love you too"

Britt giggled as she hung up and Santana stopped pacing and sat down in the waiting room. She wanted to call Rachel, but she knew that if she woke her up this early she'd be dead, no matter how good the reason was, so she decided to wait for a bit longer.

"Guess that leaves Judy…"

She muttered it to herself as she dialed her mother-in-law's number.

"Judy Fabray speaking."

"Judy, it's Santana."

"Hello dear."

"Yeah, hi. I just wanted to tell you that Quinn is in labor. My parents are gonna try to change their tickets so they can come sooner, so you can do the same if you want to."

"Oh my, I will call your mother and we can try to organize something together. Thank you for calling and give Quinn my best. Good luck to you too Santana, I'm sure she'll be beautiful."

"Thank You Mrs. F."

Santana hung up and stood up. Hell yeah she was going to be beautiful; she was Quinn's daughter after all.

Santana gently knocked on the door and peaked in.

"May I come in?"

Quinn nodded and held out her hand towards Santana, who hurried into the room and grabbed it.

"You're just over five centimeters Quinn. Considering how long it took you to get there this might take a while, but it could also turn and go really fast. Just relax, try to get some sleep if you can and let me know if the pain suddenly gets worse."

"Thanks Elizabeth, I promise I will."

"And make sure to keep hydrated, I'll go get you some water right away."

Quinn nodded and sent her a thankful smile before focusing on Santana again.

"Hey babe."

Santana leaned down and kissed Quinn's cheek gently.

"Hey. Did you call everyone?"

"I called my mom, Britt and your mom. I'll call Rachel later, because I don't want to be killed."

Quinn laughed.

"Good choice. What did they say?"

"My mom almost made me deaf and she said that she's gonna try to catch a flight today, your mom said she'd call my mom to organize something and Britt was super excited and told me not to pass out. Also, your mom was a little bit nicer than usual, so I suppose she's a bit excited about this."

"You better not pass out on me, or I'll kill you!"

Santana had no idea if Quinn was serious or not, but she decided it was best not to take any chances. She sat down on the chair and leaned on the bed slightly when she felt Quinn squeeze her hand hard and made a pained look.

"You okay?"

"They're definitely becoming stronger, that's for sure. I hope this doesn't take too long, I feel like I've been in labor for ages already."

"Well if it started at 8 pm you kind of have babe. Why don't you try to get some sleep?"

Quinn nodded and got comfortable on the bed.

"Don't leave me, please?"

Santana leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"I'm not going anywhere baby, I promise. Unless I really have to pee."

Quinn smiled and closed her eyes and in a matter of seconds she fell asleep.

Santana watched her for a little while, amazed at how she could sleep through her contractions as Santana could see on her face when they were hitting her, but after a little while she was getting impatient so she started pacing. While she was pacing she texted some of their friends, letting them know what was going on and made a quick run to the coffee shop at the hospital. When she returned to the room Quinn was thankfully still asleep and she sat back down and sipped her coffee while playing with her phone.

"How's she doing?"

Elizabeth had poked her head in and Santana smiled at her. She really liked their midwife, she had been very honest with them about everything that could happen during the delivery and she was very experienced at this.

"She fell asleep not long after you left, and seems to be sleeping through the contractions. Based on her face they seem to be getting worse though, so I doubt she'll be asleep for much longer."

"Good, she needs all the rest she can get. Just press the nurse button when she wakes up and I'll come by and check on her again. This is her second pregnancy so it should go faster."

"I will, thanks Liz."

Elizabeth smiled and left the two alone. Santana was the only patient she let call her Liz, but she liked the couple. They were young, but obviously wanted this and cared about each other a lot.

Santana took a picture of one of the machines Quinn was hooked up to and posted it on twitter along with a link.

'SantanaFL: Looks like I was right.'

The link was to an interview she and Quinn had done just two days prior at an event. The interviewer had asked when Quinn was due and Santana had responded that she was due in two weeks, but the baby could come any moment now.

"Holy fuck this hurts."

Santana grinned; she had clearly had an impact on her wife's language. She looked up and saw that Quinn still had her eyes closed, but was moving over so she was on her back and slowly opened her eyes.

"Sleep well?"

Quinn grunted and Santana pressed the nurse button.

"It wasn't exactly comfortable, but I'll survive for now."

"You can get some more rest after she's here. Elizabeth should come by any second now, do you want me to get you some food?"

"You have no idea how good food sounds, I'm so hungry!"

Santana kissed her forehead and left to go down to the cafeteria. Two minutes after she left Elizabeth walked in.

"Have a good nap?"

"It was okay, wasn't able to get too comfortable though."

"I bet. I'm just going to check how far along you are, you should be getting along nicely."

Quinn leaned back and closed her eyes while the midwife checked on her.

"Oh this is wonderful, you're already at 7 cm! My guess is that the stronger contractions will arrive very soon, and hopefully she'll be out before 10 am. My guess is that she'll be out sooner, but realistically it can be later."

Quinn looked at her watch and saw that it was already 5:30 am.

"Thank you so much Elizabeth."

Elizabeth winked at her and walked out of the room just as Santana walked in with a tray of food.

"I got you some yogurt and some toast."

"Thank you. She said I was at 7 cm, so only three more to go. Hopefully she'll be here in less than five hours."

"This is so awesome Q! Hey I saw that they had a guitar, do you want me to play some while we wait?"

Quinn loved watching Santana play any kind of instrument, she found it really sensual.

"Yes please!"

Santana grinned and went to get the guitar as Quinn started eating. Santana started playing random music without singing along, she knew that the sound of instruments could calm Quinn down. She was so into the music that it took her a while to notice that Quinn was in pain, but as soon as she did she put the guitar down and grabbed Quinn's hand.

"Breathe babe, just like they taught us!"

She started breathing and Quinn quickly followed through. After a long, painful contraction she relaxed again.

"They're getting really strong now, this is so hard."

"I know baby, and you have no idea how badly I wish I could do something."

Quinn looked at her with tired eyes and smiled a tired smile.

"You're being amazing San, you're not freaking out and you're getting me to breathe properly. I'm so proud of you."

Santana blushed slightly and stroked the hair away from Quinn's forehead.

"Let me just go get a wet cloth for you, to cool you down a bit."

Quinn nodded and Santana hurried off. The contractions were very close in time now and she wanted to be there when the next one hit. She arrived back just as it did and she let Quinn squeeze her hand as hard as she wanted to. Damn, if it was this hard now Santana's hand was probably going to break by the time the baby was born.

"I swear to God Santana, you are so carrying our next child!"

Santana smiled and kissed Quinn's hand.

"I promise babe."

Quinn pouted slightly and Santana put the cloth on her forehead.

"Oh that feels so good."

"I'm glad baby."

They sat there in silence until another contraction hit and Santana felt so helpless just looking at Quinn's face. She was clearly in a lot of pain.

"Holy mother of fucking God! Get this baby out of me right this fucking second! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Santana wanted to laugh, but if she'd done that Quinn would probably have killed her so she bit her lip and tried to look worried. She really couldn't help it; it was just that Quinn never really cursed. Especially without apologizing a hundred times afterwards and Santana highly doubted that would happen now.

"I see you've entered the transition face Quinn."

Santana looked at her confused.

"What's that?"

"That's when she goes from 8 till the full 10 centimeters. Since Quinn has already given birth this shouldn't take too long and when it's done she'll feel the need to push and then you'll have a baby."

Santana frowned.

"How could you tell though? You haven't checked her out yet."

Elizabeth got into position and started checking how far along Quinn was.

"I could tell because I know that Quinn never really curses. It's quite normal for women to completely lose it during that stage of pregnancy because the pain is so much to handle. It's very intense and the contractions usually last for more than a minute."

"Oh wow, poor Q."

Quinn was so exhausted that she barely even noticed they were talking about her and she really didn't care too much either.

"Quinn, you're already at 9 cm, you're doing an amazing job. I'm going to go talk to the doctor and then we'll take you to the delivery room."

Quinn couldn't respond because another contraction hit and she instantly started cursing like a sailor.

"It's okay Q, she'll be here soon. You're doing such a good job, I'm so proud of you baby. Just let it all out, I know it hurts."

"I'm so tired San, I just want to sleep."

Santana stood up and started placing lazy kisses on Quinn's face.

"I know baby, I promise you that I'll let you sleep once she's here okay?"

"Pinky promise?"

Santana smiled and kissed her lips.

"Pinkie promise."

Elizabeth walked in with the doctor and two nurses.

"Santana if you want to be in the delivery room you better come with me."

Santana kissed Quinn quickly before hurrying after Elizabeth.

"Do you think she'll be alright?"

"Quinn's a strong girl, she'll be just fine. You, on the other hand, might pass out."

"Why is everyone telling me that?"

"It's quite stressful to see your loved one in that much pain and if you happen to look between her legs you might be scarred for life."

"Fuck, I'm so not looking then!"

Elizabeth laughed and handed Santana the things she had to wear.

"That's what I thought. Now come on, Quinn is waiting for you."

They walked into another room than they had been in earlier and the doctor was getting everything ready for the delivery.

"You're doing great Quinn. You're 10 cm now so when the next contraction hits you're most likely going to feel the need to push, so if you do then just go ahead."

Quinn nodded and instantly grabbed Santana's hand as soon as she was close enough.

A few seconds later a contraction hit and it was a lot more painful than the others and she started pushing while the doctor counted down from 10.

"Good job Quinn, now just breathe."

Santana kissed her head.

"I'm so proud of you babe, just keep pushing."

Quinn started pushing again and Santana was seriously scared that her hand was going to break.

"I'm going to fucking kill you Santana Fabray-Lopez!"

Elizabeth grinned at Santana, she thought this was hilarious, but Santana just frowned.

"Technically I didn't do this to you."

Elizabeth thought she was going to die.

"Oh Santana, if looks could kill you'd be dead."

And she was right, Quinn looked at Santana as if she would murder her any second.

"I swear to God Santana that if I wasn't slightly busy with other things right now I'd kill you with my own two hands."

She said this through clenched teeth before going back to pushing and screaming. Santana nodded slightly and went back to stroking her hair and kissing her head.

"Good job Quinn, her head is crowning! Just a few more pushes and she'll be out."

"I'm sorry baby, I was a jerk. I love you and you're doing such an amazing job."

Quinn smiled at Santana and seemed as if she'd completely forgotten what Santana had said less than a minute prior.

"I love you."

Santana was slightly flabbergasted with this change of behavior, but went with it.

"I love you too, now deliver our daughter!"

Another contraction hit and Quinn went back to cursing and pushing and within 15 minutes the room was filled with a loud crying.

Quinn was exhausted and she lay back down in bed, breathing heavily while Santana looked at the baby in the doctor's hands.

"She's healthy and beautiful. Do you want to cut the cord Santana?"

Santana nodded and did just as the nurse showed her. The baby was handed to Quinn and Santana started crying.

"She's here Quinn, she's healthy and she's here and she's all ours."

Quinn held the baby and smiled at Santana before closing her eyes.

"I'm just going to clean her up and weigh her for you sweetie, I'll bring her right back."

Elizabeth gently took Liberty from Quinn and left the room.

"I'm so proud of you Quinn, so, so proud."

Santana kissed her lips gently.

"Thank you for not passing out San. I love you."

Santana smiled gently.

"Anything for you."

"Quinn you still need to deliver your placenta, it should happen any minute."

Quinn nodded and closed her eyes again. After two minutes she started shaking gently and Santana pulled the covers over her.

"Looks like it's happening."

Quinn started pushing again and before long the placenta was out and Quinn could fully relax.

"I'm really cold."

"I know baby, but they'll move you back to your room soon and then I can tuck you in with lots of blankets."

Quinn nodded and smiled as Elizabeth walked in with their little bundle who was now wrapped up in a pink blanket and wearing a pink hat.

"Here you go. She's 19 inches long and weighs 5 pounds and 8 ounces, so she's a healthy, little girl. Everything looks good and she's got a little bit of blonde hair on her head."

Santana grinned as she looked down at her daughter.

"Do you want to hold her mama?"

Santana bit her lip.

"Are you sure? You just worked so hard on getting her here, you should hold her a bit longer."

"I want you to hold her."

Quinn smiled and Santana took Liberty gently into her arms.

"Hi Liberty, it's very nice to finally meet you. It was worth the wait though, trust me. You're so adorable and you look so much like your mother."

"We're going to move Quinn back to her room, you can carry Liberty if you want to?"

Santana nodded and they started moving down the hallway. She held Quinn's hand in her right and carried Libby on her left arm.

"She's so tiny Q."

"I can't believe she was inside me. I looked so huge!"

Santana smiled and kissed Libby's nose.

"Hey cutie, you sure fooled us."

Elizabeth helped Quinn get situated on the bed.

"She's asleep right now Quinn, but as soon as she wakes up she's probably going to be hungry so I suggest that you nap a little bit now and when she wakes up you just call for me and I'll help you with that, okay?"

Quinn nodded.

"Thank you for your help Elizabeth."

"It was really no problem Quinn, now get some rest I'm sure your wife over here is more than happy to take care of your little one."

Quinn smiled and Elizabeth walked out of the room.

"You heard her Q, you should get some rest. I'll wake you up when Libby wakes up. I love you so much Quinn, you have no idea. She's so beautiful and you did such an amazing job."

"I love you too, thank you for being there for me through everything."

Santana kissed her forehead as Quinn closed her eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep. She was clearly exhausted. Santana sat down in the rocking chair that was in the room and smiled down at the baby in her arms.

"Welcome to the world, Liberty. I love you so much."

She kissed her little face again and got her phone out of her pocket and took a picture of Liberty's hand laying in the palm of her own, her tiny fist clenched.

'SantanaFL: Welcome to the world Liberty Madison Fabray-Lopez. April 30th 2020, 6:45 am, 19 inches, 5,8 pounds. I'm so proud of you QuinnFL. Photo attached.'