Five years later:
"I swear to god Julian, where did you put Maura!" Santana bellowed as she frantically searched behind the pillows on the couch. "This would be a good time to wake up baby-girl." She muttered.
"Playing, momma." The blonde haired boy exclaimed, his green eyes looking up from him shaggy lochs.
"I know baby, but you can't play hide-and-seek with your sister." She sighed, falling into the chair.
"But..." He stops and tilts his head to the side, "I play with Michelle."
"I know. I know."
Julian could read the frustration on his Momma's face and he ran over and took her hand. He dragged her from the chair and into the bathroom and pointed in the linen basket where he had 'hid' his sister. Santana smirked when she saw how he propped the infant's head up and made sure she couldn't roll out of the basket. She leaned down and picked up the little girl.
"Thank you, J." She smiled, kissing her sons head. They heard the door opening and the boy ran to it. Santana followed behind, moving to sit down in the chair with the baby.
"Hey little man." Quinn exclaimed as she dumped her backpack on the hall table. Julian tugged at her hand and pulled her into the living room. "Hey babies." She smiled as she kissed her girlfriends head. "How have they been today?"
"Your son played hide-and-seek with Maura." Santana sighed out of pure exhaustion. The blonde turned to look at the boy.
"I play with Michelle." He shrugged, before running off to play in his room. Quinn took the sleeping infant out of the Latina's arms and walked down the hall and into the girls room. She placed the her into her crib and pulled the blanket over her. She smiled as Maura pulled it with her little hand, her dark skin contrasting with the stark white of the fabric.
Quinn and Santana had moved to a larger house in Brooklyn when Julian started walking. Santana had secured a good job as an investigator in her law firm and was doing amazingly. Quinn had continued to work at the private school she started in right before she found out about the baby; she loved working with her students and running the school's cheer-leading programme and Glee club. Will, Emma and Michelle had moved to Stanford, Connecticut which was closer to New York when Sue had finally broken the Glee Coaches restraint.
When Julian turned four Quinn had brought up the idea of expanding the family. Santana was all for it until she found out that Quinn didn't want to carry the baby, that she wanted the Latina to give birth. After some convincing, Santana agreed and they sought out a donor; Santana was creeped out by having some random dude's sperm creating her child so they asked Will to be the baby's biological father. Nine months later, Santana gave birth to Maura Alejandra. The baby was dark skinned like her mother and had her temper as well, but she seemed older and soulful like Will.
Quinn tucked Julian in bed and read him a story before he fell asleep, she silently closed his door and tip-toed out to the living room where she left Santana. She was asleep curled up in the chair, the blonde leaned down and pressed her lips against the girls head.
"Wake up." She whispered, pressing her lips against the latina's temple. "Lets go to bed." Santana nodded and stood up shuffling into the bedroom. Quinn locked up the house and followed the girl into the bedroom where she laughed as she witnessed her trying to get undressed.
"Stop laughing and help me." Santana wined as she tried to unclasp her nursing bra. "I hate this thing."
"I know you do." Quinn smirked as she flicked the clasp. "It will get easier."
"I hate having huge boobs." Santana pouted as she pulled a tank top over her head and readjusted her breasts to fit into it.
"I like 'em." Quinn leered, as she pulled her own clothing off before pulling on her pyjamas. "How long until we can have sex again?"
"Seven and a half days." Santana exclaimed, laying back on the bed. She let her hand rest on her still slightly rounded stomach.
"Good." Quinn grinned, kissing the latina's lips. "I love you so much. Thank you for going through this for me."
"It was the least I could do." Santana smiled, wrapping her arms around her. "But, never make me do it again."
"I think two is good." the blonde replied. "Wait... Julian played hide-and-seek with the baby?"
"Ugh. Yes." She groaned, as she heard the baby crying in the other room. She got up and brought the infant back into bed with them. "He finally showed me where she was. Which was in the bathroom in the towel hamper." She rolled her eyes as she positioned the little girl at her breast. Quinn nodded and watched as she nursed. "Dude. Why are you watching my tit like it's a re-run of Buffy the Vampire Slayer."
"First: Don't dis Buffy. Second: It's fucking hot. I should not be as turned on by this as I am."
"Okay. Ew." Santana laughed as she pushed Quinn's eyes away.