AN: Ask and you shall receive! I've had some requests and questions about the sequel to The Art of Being Us... well here it is! I've had this story idea planned for quite some time but I didn't want to post it while I was working on A Perfect Defect.
What's the deal with Defect? I love that fic but the inspiration isn't exactly there for it right now. I have however been inspired to write this story so this is what I'm going with.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not a happy story... but Brittana will always end happy for me, so don't worry too much!
I hope you enjoy the third installment of the See You Later universe!
Santana stared down at her hand that was tightly gripping her wife's. She followed the smooth, pale arm with her eyes until she met striking blue ones looking back at her. She saw Brittany beaming and tried to force a smile but her nerves seemed to get the better of her as she gave a weak, shaky half smile.
"Relax," Brittany whispered and pulled Santana's hand to her lips, kissing her palm lightly.
The brunette nodded and took a deep breath, trying hard to ignore the pounding in her chest coming from her racing heart. She was sure Brittany could hear it.
"There's your baby." The voice broke Santana from her thoughts and as she looked over at the screen, she realized it wasn't her heartbeat she was hearing. What she saw took her breath away. She stared at the screen and couldn't fight the tears stinging her eyes, but she found herself not caring. She let the tears fall freely as she stared at the sonogram.
Brittany's smile somehow grew even wider when she saw the image on the screen. She looked over at her wife to see her staring in awe at their baby. "I love you so much San." She told the brunette as she tried to fight off her own tears.
Santana didn't even look away from the screen as she pulled Brittany's hand up to her mouth and rested her lips on the blonde's knuckles. "I love you too." She told her wife, barely over a whisper.
"Do you want to know the sex?" Brittany nodded quickly and Santana finally looked away from the screen. She stared, wide-eyed, at the technician. The technician smiled. "This here," she pointed at the screen, "is your little baby boy."
Santana smiled again and finally turned around to look back at Brittany. "A boy Britt, we're having a baby boy."
Brittany nodded and smiled with excitement. "He's totally still going to be a dancer." She told her wife.
Santana laughed and rolled her eyes. "Of course," she assured the blonde as she wiped some stray tears away.
"Do you have any plans for a name?" The technician asked with a smile.
Santana smiled back and looked towards the picture of their little boy. "His name's Riley."