*I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Remember Quinn was never pregnant in highschool*
Santana didn't realize just how hard these weeks were going to be. Her hormones are absolutely everywhere. One second she is looking up baby clothes and names with a smile plastered on her face. The next second she is crying her eyes out clutching Brett's sweatshirt. All she wants is to tell him then her anxiety will finally settle. But Santana shouldn't have to wait much longer. It has been 4 weeks since Brett was last heard from. Which means that he should be calling her any day, or any minute or any second. Santana has been making sure her phone is charged at all times. She was not going to be caught with a dead phone and Brett attempting to call her once again.
"Hey Mama!" Quinn said, walking into Santana's room. "Are you ever going to stop calling me that?" she asked, smiling. "Nope, you are stuck with that nickname for the foreseeable future" Quinn replied as she took a seat on Santana's bed. Santana just rolled her eyes. "Let me see your tummy," Quinn demanded. "I am not even showing," San said back. "I'll be the judge of that, shirt up" Quinn demanded again. Santana giggled and rolled up her shirt. "See nothing," San said."I think I see something," Quinn exclaimed. Santana looked at her best friend extremely offended, "what the hell are you talking about" she said, looking down at her tan stomach. "I think there is a little bump," Quinn said.
Quinn reached out and placed her hand on Santana's lower abdomen. "There is definitely a little bump," Quinn said, smirking. "No there isn't, " she said, panicking a little. Santana loved the idea of a baby but hated the idea of gaining weight. Santana pushed Quinn's hand away from her stomach. She placed her hand right under her breast and ran it down her abdomen. Just like Quinn pointed out, her hand went up just a bit and then back down. Her abdomen was protruding just a little bit but since she was normally so flat, Quinn could tell instantly. "I am showing," San said in disbelief. "I told you! I wasn't lying" Quinn said laughing.
"How can I already be showing? I am only 10 weeks" Santana asked looking at her best friend. "Don't look at me? I know nothing about pregnancy" Quinn said sitting up. Santana pulled down her shirt. "What if the doctor was wrong and I am further along? I don't think I am supposed to have a bump yet" She said. "Well let's check," Quinn exclaimed, grabbing her phone. "What are you doing?" San asked. "I am googling, what else do you think I am doing?" Quinn said as if it was obvious.
"Look, I googled a 10-week baby bump and some of these girls are showing," Quinn said, turning her phone so Santana could see. "Everyone is so different," She said, scrolling through photos. "No shit, every person has different bodies so of course, they are going to show differently" Quinn laughed. "You are acting like I am supposed to know all of this. I have never been pregnant nor have I known someone who has had a baby" Santana explained. "Well, you better get to knowing because you will be having a baby in a few months" Quinn said with a big smile on her face.
"I am trying to read pregnancy books," Santana admitted. "Omg let me see," Quinn said excitedly. Santana reached over and grabbed a book from her nightstand draw, handing it over. "What do you mean by 'trying'?" Quinn asked. "Everytime I start reading it, something kinda scares me. Like birth and what the baby does inside you. That whole thing just completely gives me goosebumps." Santana explained. "You are a baby," Quinn scoffed as she turned through the first few pages. "Your baby is as big as a grape!" Quinn announced. "How is it that small and my stomach is already bigger?" Santana asked. "Probably because this is Brett's baby which means it is definitely bigger" She said smirking. Santana's eyes got big, "this baby better take after my size, I am not squeezing out a giant baby" she said. Quinn laughed, "based on your little tummy right now, I am going to guess that this baby definitely has Brett's size" she said. Santana groaned thinking about what that is going to do to her body and her vagina.
"OMG" Quinn said, still looking in the book. This brought Santana back to reality, "what?" she asked. "Your baby has eyelids," Quinn said in disbelief. "You are done with that," Santana said, grabbing the book. "Hey I want to see more!" Quinn said, trying to grab it but Santana was able to keep it out of reach. "I am already freaking out about my appointment, I do not need you reading me all these facts that are going to freak me out more. I will read them eventually." Santana explained.
"Come on San! It is kinda fun!" Quinn said. "Speak for yourself," she replied. "I am not pregnant so I need to live vicariously through you for the time being" Quinn admitted. "Why don't you get pregnant?" Santana asked, raising her eyebrows. "Maybe I will, I just need to convince Puck" She smirked. Santana couldn't help but laugh, "Goodluck with that, let me know what he says" she said. "We always said we wanted to have children at the same time so they would be best friends!" Quinn exclaimed. "We did always say that," Santana agreed. "Now may be the time! Our kids would not only be best friends but cousins" Quinn replied. Santana loved the idea of her and Quinn being pregnant together. "Make sure I am there when you tell Puck about this idea," Santana said. Quinn stuck her tongue out before replying, "you never know he might love it" she said.
There was no way that Puck would be down for a baby right now but Santana was not going to be the one to tell that to Quinn. "Speaking of babies," Quinn said. "That is all that we have been talking about," San said. Quinn rolled her eyes, "pregnancy has made you more sassy" she said. Santana couldn't help but laugh as Quinn continued to speak, "when is your next appointment?" she asked. "Tomorrow why?" Santana asked. "Well I was hoping you would want some company, '' Quinn revealed. "You want to come?" San asked. "Absolutely, I want to see my godchild" Quinn said, reaching out to touch her stomach again. "Who said you were going to be the godmother?" She asked. "We all know I am going to be, '' Quinn exclaimed. "I don't know, Mercedes has been a pretty great friend lately" Santana said in a taunting voice. "Absolutely not, over my dead body, '' Quinn said very quickly. "Calm down, that is something that Brett and I will need to discuss" San said. "Good thing he is my brother" Quinn smirked.
Santana rolled her eyes, she knew that Quinn would obviously be the godmother but she isn't going to just say that. She likes to keep her best friend on her toes. "Back to the appointment! Would you want us to come?" Quinn asked. "Us?" Santana asked back. "Oh yeah, Mercedes and I both want to go!" She said, smiling wide. Santana smiled but as she really thought about it, she couldn't help but show the sadness in her face. "Hey, listen if you don't want us there it is totally your decision. This is your baby, we don't want to intrude" Quinn quickly said, seeing the smile leave her best friend's face.
Santana shook her head, "no, no that is not it. I would love for you guys to come" she said. "Then what just happened because your face reads like a book, San" Quinn said. Santana couldn't help but cradle her abdomen. At this point it feels like a reflex. She is either protecting the baby or trying to feel closer to Brett. Either way this feels like it's the only way. "I just…. Wish Brett could be here" Santana said sadly. "To go to the appointment with you" Quinn said, finishing her thought. Santana just nodded her head.
"I wish that Brett could go to this appointment with you too. I know that he would be over the moon to be there." Quinn said. Santana quickly wiped the tear that escaped her eye. "These damn hormones" she muttered. "You're allowed to cry Santana. Your boyfriend and father of your baby is thousands of miles away and you can't even talk to him." Quinn said. She reached out and touched Santana's arm.
Right when Quinn touched her, the tears came down faster. Quinn pulled Santana into a tight hug. She hugged her back just as tight.
Santana pulled back slowly, "How do you feel now?" Quinn asked. "A Lot better" Santana said laughing. "Good, I am glad that I could help. What do you say, we get lunch after your appointment?" Quinn asked. "I wish I could but this case is just so busy right now. I am using my lunch break to go to the appointment." She said, "Santana you need to eat" Quinn whined. "I know and I will. But I need to eat at my desk so I can work" San said. "Let us come with you!" Quinn exclaimed. Santana shook her head, "Absolutely not, you two will distract me" she said. "No we won't!" Quinn promised. "No I am already letting you come, I need to work after" Santana said. "Fine, We will go out without you," Quinn said. As if that was going to change her mind, "fine" Santana said with a laugh.
Santana grabbed a pair of dress pants and pulled them on. Santana tried to button them but they were really fucking tight. "Damn it" she muttered. She looked in the mirror and couldn't help but smile. She really did have a little bump. It was small but when you normally have a flat abdomen, the little bump seems massive. So when she tried to put on these damn pants, everything seemed so damn tight.
She pulled them off and grabbed one of her pencil skirts. Santana managed to pull the skirt up and over the bump and was able to zip it. But when she looked in the mirror somehow the skirt managed to make her abdomen look even bigger. "This is not going to work," San mumbled again. At this point she was getting frustrated. She was way too early to be telling people. And even though her friends know, she still didn't feel right having everyone in her office know when Brett still didn't know.
Finally Santana thought of an outfit that could maybe hide everything. Santana grabbed a pair of her black dress pants that had a large bow on them. They were absolutely perfect. The bow hid her stomach perfectly. Santana paired it with a white tucked-in top and white blazer. She pulled on her black heels, there was no way a pregnant Santana was going to not wear heels. Heels were like lipstick, for an outfit; they pull it all together.
She made her way to her office in record time. Sugar had managed to text her like 10 times since waking up. "Boss" Sugar said right when Santana walked in the door. It took everything in her not to groan out loud. Could she just get to her office and settle down before the day started. "What Sugar" San said. Her assistant walked with her and followed her into her office. "We have a problem," Sugar said. Santana continued to put her stuff away. "I put that together since you texted me that this morning, now just spit it out so we can handle it" Santana said. "The defense called an emergency hearing for Christopher Westwood," Sugar said. Santana looked over at her waiting for the punchline. "They want him to be released waiting for trial" She said.
Santana could not believe her ears. This man murdered multiple war veterans. The same men who fought for their country just like her boyfriend. Santana always gave her cases 100% but this case in particular just means so much more because of Brett. She saw how much those pictures and articles affected him. So when Brett left, she vowed to him even though it was not out loud that she was going to put this monster away for life. "When the hell is this hearing happening?" she asked. "Today, they are saying his 6th amendment right is being threatened," Sugar explained. "God damn it. Sugar I want you to grab the case files with the pictures. We are not letting this man out of prison" Santana explained. Sugar nodded and ran out of her office.
Santana grabbed her phone and sent a text to Mercedes and Quinn saying she might be late but she will be there. "Santana, We are on the next docket. We need to go or we will be late" Sugar explained. Santana grabbed her bag and both her and her assistant raced out of the office. "How the hell did they manage to get this in front of a judge so quickly? I have never seen anyone else do this" Sugar said. "That is what money and fame can do Sugar. If I can teach you anything it's that you cannot let famous and rich defendants get away with anything. These scumbags are arrested for a reason and they deserve to be treated like any other Joe Schmo" Santana explained. Sugar nodded, taking everything her boss was saying to heart.
They made their way to the courthouse with time to spare. "Hello there Santana" a man said from behind her. Santana knew that voice. She has been doing this for a few years now and whenever she has a rich and famous case, Santana can almost guarantee that Damon Johnson is going to represent the defendant. Santana put on a fake smile and turned around. This man is one of the reasons she loves her job. She loves being able to put this narcissistic man in his place. Santana can tell that being beat by a woman in the middle of a courtroom really pisses him off.
"Damon, how are you?" She asked. "I would be better if you stopped coming after my clients," Damon said with a smirk. "And I would be better if your clients stopped murdering and raping people" Santana clapped back making the smirk leave his face almost immediately. "I didn't think you would get here in time" He said, completely ignoring her dig. "I know you didn't since you try to do this every time, good thing I have a great assistant" Santana said pointing out Sugar. As much as she sometimes can't stand her, Santana knows she would be really struggling without her. "If you want a job honey, just let me know" Damon said winking at Sugar. She politely smiled, "Sorry I want to learn from the best and Miss. Lopez has a better track record than you do. I believe she won 129 cases last year compared to your 84. I think I'll stick with her" Sugar said. Santana used all her power to hold in the laugh she so wanted to let out. "I'll see you in the courtroom, Lopez," Damon grunted before walking away.
Once he was far enough away, Santana pulled Sugar into a tight hug before letting go. "You are incredible, how did you manage to pull that out of your ass?" San asked. "Whenever we go against him I like to make sure I have a few statistical facts to piss him off, you taught me well" Sugar explained. Santana was so proud of her. This young law student is impressing her more and more each day. "And you've taught me a lot too," Santana said. "What has you going so soft?" Sugar asked. Something about Santana right now was different but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "Accept my compliment before I take it back," Santana quickly said. Sugar couldn't but smile because that was the boss and friend she loved very much.
They made their way into the courtroom and started settling everything at their table. "San" Sugar said, Santana turned toward her. Sugar slid the phone over the table so her boss could see it. The phone was Sugar's work phone that the department supplied her. Santana read the text, 'Hey Sugar, it's Quinn. Tell Santana she better be at the appointment, we will meet her there. Do not let her forget. It is at noon. Thanks' Santana rolled her eyes and slid the phone back. "What appointment do you have? I didn't see it on your schedule" Sugar asked. "It's Quinn's appointment, I told her that I would go" Santana lied. Sugar nodded and continued organizing the casefiles. Santana hated lying to her but she had to.
"All rise, the honorable Judge Choi is presiding" the bailiff announced. Santana saw Damon nudge Christopher Westwood when he didn't stand. The man groaned and stood up slowly. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and turn back to the judge. "Please be seated" Judge Choi said. "Defense may proceed," Judge Choi said. Damon stood up, "Your honor, we are requesting for the defendant Mr. Westwood to be released on bail based on the fact that his sixth amendment is being violated" He said. Santana stood up, "objection, the defendant's sixth amendment is not being violated. It has only been about 2 months since the defendant has been arrested" Santana argued. "2 months that my client has been sitting in a cell. Mr. Westwood has never been arrested and is not a hardened criminal. Any other person would be released to home arrest" Damon said. "Any other person, your client is being charged with several murders and forcible sodomy. That is not some other person" Santana said. "I would have to agree with the prosecution," Judge Choi said.
"Your honor. My client is innocent until proven guilty. He will surrender his passport and wear a monitor if the prosecution would like." Damon said. "The prosecution and the veterans of New York City would rather have him remanded without bail," Santana said. Damon gave her Santana a look, a look that she has seen many times before. "He has no priors and is the son of a very prominent General" Damon argued. "A very prominent General who has the means to make his son disappear" Santana spat back. "My client has severe psychiatric problems and needs to be at home for the proper treatment not locked in a cell" Damon said. "That is for the psychiatrist to decide, not you. Christopher Westwood is a dangerous man with the means to flee. The prosecution asks for remand while awaiting trial" Santana said.
"Your honor, may I speak," A voice said from the courtroom crowd. Santana turned around and locked eyes with an older man in a very decorated uniform. This must be the general. "Who are you?" Judge Choi asked. "My name is General Lawrence Westwood. I would like to say that I will take responsibility for my son. Let me get him the help he needs" the General said. Santana quickly turned to Damon who was smiling with his client, this was planned, it had to have been. "Your honor, this is ridiculous. Where was his father when he was murdering veterans on the street?" Santana asked. "Objection" Damon yelled. "Okay you two. This is my only warning to the both of you" Judge Choi said, looking between the two lawyers.
It is always a tense exchange when Santana and Damon come together and Judge Choi has seen it before in other cases. "Your honor, I believe it is a threat to every veteran on the street right now to let this man walk free. I am willing to negotiate a transfer to a state psychiatric facility if the defense wants his client to get help" Santana explained. "The Westwood family has hired their own psychiatrist to come to the house to work with Christopher" Damon testified. "You mean mansion," Santana muttered. "Miss. Lopez" Judge Choi said, looking at her.
"I have heard enough" Judge Choi said. "The crimes that the defendant has been accused of are heinous. In any other case I would honor the prosecution's request of remand because of the crimes and the ample means that the defendant and his family have. But since there are psychiatric conditions brought up, I cannot in good faith do nothing about it. ADA Lopez had a great compromise. Either the prison cell you are currently occupying or the state-run psychiatric prison. I will let you choose" Judge Choi ruled. Damon turned to his client and talked for a few moments before turning back to the Judge. "Your honor the defendant requests to be moved to the psychiatric facility" Damon announced. "So ordered, Christopher Westwood will be moved immediately where he will await his trial. We are adjourn" Judge Choi said, hitting the gavel.
"At least we didn't need to bring out the pictures," Sugar said, packing everything up. "I know I really didn't want to but I would have," San said. "Why did you recommend the facility?" Sugar asked, wanting to understand her thinking. "In cases like these judges often side with the wealthy. I want him rotting in a jail cell but I will take a psychiatric facility over his plushy east side mansion. You need to learn when to give and when to settle" Santana explained. Sugar nodded, completely agreeing with the Latina. They grabbed their stuff and began to walk down the center aisle.
"Do you like destroying my family?" General Westwood said as he stepped in front of Santana. Santana immediately moved her briefcase in front of her abdomen, protecting her baby. "I am getting justice for the men your son murdered," Santana said without missing a beat. "I am a war hero, don't you have any respect for that" Lawrence argued. "I understand who you are. My boyfriend is currently serving overseas. I cannot thank you enough for your service but I need to represent the veterans who also served their country that your son murdered. Now will you excuse me, I have a very important appointment to get to" Santana said. She didn't even wait for the General to respond before she and Sugar walked past him and out of the courtroom.
"How is Brett?" Sugar asked. "I don't know. He is on a mission, I won't hear from him until he returns back to his base" Santana explained. Sugar nodded, "I bet he is in good hands" she said. Santana nodded, "I bet he is too. Now I need to go. Go back to the office and see if you can contact the military officials who got Christopher dishonorably discharged. I need to go to this appointment, I'll meet you back there" Santana explained. Sugar nodded and took the briefcase from Santana and handed her her purse. "Hey Sugar" Santana said before her assistant could get too far. Sugar turned around. "Good work today, keep it up" Santana said. "Yes boss" Sugar said, winking at Santana before leaving and doing a little dance as she went. Santana just shook her head, that girl never ceases to amaze her.
"I am here," Santana said, walking into the waiting room. "How is it that this is your appointment and you are the last one here?" Mercedes said. "I told you, I had to be in court," she explained. "Santana Lopez," the nurse said. "See I am not even late" Santana said walking toward her. Quinn and Mercedes followed. "That is the third time she called your name," Quinn muttered. "Whatever I am here" San replied going into the room with her friends. "Everything off below the waist. You can use this to cover yourself" the nurse said, handing over a towel before walking out.
"Turn around," Santana said. Her best friend turned their backs to her. "We have both seen you naked," Quinn said. "But this is different, I am pregnant," Stana said. She pulled her pants off and threw them over Mercedes's shoulder. "Sure Satan, I'll hold your pants" she mumbled. Santana placed her panties in her purse and got up on the bench, covering her naked lower half. "Okay," she said, signaling for the girls to turn back around. "I can't believe we are here right now" Mercedes said out loud. "I am so excited, I hope we can hear the heartbeat," Quinn said with a big smile.
Dr. Garcia walked in and jumped when she saw the number of people in the room. "Hello," she said. "I hope you don't mind, I brought some people" Santana said, seeing the shock on her doctor's face. "This is Mercedes and Quinn, my best friends," Santana introduced. "I am also the baby daddy's sister," Quinn explained. "Well this is nice, I am glad to see that you have a support system behind you while your boyfriend is deployed" Dr. Garcia said. She sat down on the stool. "Before we get into the ultrasound. We need to talk about your weight" she said. Santana groaned, she did not want to hear how much she gained, it was probably too much.
"You only gained 4 pounds. Remember I told you that you should have gained 10 by now" the doctor said. "There is no way I only gained 4 pounds. I feel huge and I already have a bump" Santana said, flattening her shirt so the doctor could see. "You are a small girl so your uterus is starting to push out that is why you are showing. What are you eating on a normal day?" Dr. Garcia asked. "I am eating what I normally eat, '' Santana explained. "She skips meals when work is busy," Quinn said, ratting her out. Santana gave her a look that basically said shut up. "There is your problem. You should not be skipping any meals and eating normally is not going to help you. You lost 15 pounds prior to this appointment" she said. Santana's friends were shocked. "Your eating habits allowed you to do that, if you continue it then you will not be eating enough to support a pregnancy. This is a very critical time to support the fetus" Dr. Garcia explained.
"I will eat more, I promise," Santana said and really meant it. "We will make sure of it, she lives with her which helps" Mercedes said pointing to Quinn. "Good, I am glad you brought them," Dr. Garcia said. "I'm not," Santana mumbled, making the doctor laugh. " Now that we had that conversation, let's get to the fun part" The doctor said. Santana laid back on the table. "We are going to do a transvaginal ultrasound this time so we have a better view of the baby" she explained, picking up the probe. "That is going in me?" Santana asked. The doctor squirted lube all over it, "yes, you will feel some pressure" Dr. Garcia explained.
"Pretend it is Brett's dick," Mercedes said, making the whole room laugh. "You guys are never coming again," Santana said. "You can think of that if it makes you relax," The doctor said. "Please don't humor them" Santana said trying to forget this entire conversation even happened. "Now you two up here, you don't need to see anything down there" Santana explained motioning to her vagina. The girls moved to Santana's head and the doctor moved the screen so everyone could see.
Slowly she entered the probe into Santana. She tried not to move, it felt uncomfortable but at least it didn't hurt. "You're doing great, now focus on the screen," Dr. Garcia said. Santana tried to ignore the pressure and focus on the screen that was now lit up. Mercedes and Quinn both reached out and grabbed each of her hands which actually helped. "There is your uterus" Dr. Garcia said "and here is your baby" she said. Santana gasped. Quinn and Mercedes both squealed. Santana was shocked, the last ultrasound the baby just looked like a blob. But now she could actually make out a head and a little body. "Our baby" Santana whispered.
"Omg, I knew it was real but this makes it so real" Quinn said squeezing her hand. "Want to see if we can hear a heartbeat?" Dr. Garcia asked. Santana nodded quickly. The doctor switched on the volume and turned it up. Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump echoed from the speaker. "That's you and Brett's baby" Mercedes whispered. Santana smiled, it was their baby. "That is a beautiful and strong heartbeat Santana" Dr. Garcia revealed. Quinn grabbed her phone and started recording. "Say Hi San" Quinn said, turning the camera toward her. "What are you doing?" Santana asked in a very sassy tone. "Recording so we can play this back for Brett, now say hi to him" she said. Santana smiled, "Hi baby" she said. Quinn turned the camera toward the doctor. "Hi Brett" she waved, "meet your baby" Dr. Garcia added. Quinn zoomed in to the screen to get a good shot of the baby. The heartbeat was still loudly echoing in the room.
"You have a strong baby and an even stronger mama" Dr. Garcia said to the camera. Quinn turned back to Santana. Mercedes waved to the camera from behind. "I love you," Santana said. She was not going to cry on camera because she knew it would make Brett feel bad when he watched. "By Brett," Quinn said waving herself before turning off the camera. "Thank you" San whispered to her best friend. "Does everything look okay?" Santana asked. She saw the doctor's face change.
"Everything looks okay but the baby is on the smaller side" the doctor revealed. "What does that mean?" Santana asked, worried. "Could it be because she is small?" Mercedes asked. "It could be. Sometimes babies just run small but it concerns me because Santana isn't gaining adequate weight" Dr. Garcia explained. "What do I do?" She asked. Santana would do anything to make sure this baby was okay. "You need to make sure that you're eating enough Santana. If I had my way I would want you gaining the 15 pounds that you lost plus another 10 to support the baby" She explained. Santana couldn't fathom gaining that much weight. Ever since Cheerios, it has been programmed in her mind to keep the weight off. This was going against everything she has ever known. "I will gain weight, I promise," Santana said.
The doctor pulled out the probe and cleaned it off. "I know you will, now these are for you," Dr. Garcia said, handing over a few copies of the pictures. "I will see you in 4 weeks," she said before leaving.
"Hey all she said was the baby was a little small," Quinn said. "Yeah there was a strong heartbeat, remember that" Mercedes added. Santana nodded, trying not to get inside her head too much. The girls turned around so she could get dressed again. Once she was, the girls turned back toward her. "Can I have one?" Quinn asked, looking at the pictures. "If she gets one, so do I" Mercedes said. Santana couldn't help but smile. She can always count on her girls to make her feel just a little bit better. "I wish I knew where he was, so I could send him one" Santana said, looking at the pictures the doctor just gave them. "Just think he should be calling any day and you get to finally tell him" Quinn said with a big smile.
The girls walked out of the office and started heading down the street. "I am excited to tell him but it's just not going to be the same as if he was here," Santana said. She groaned loudly, "I just want to do something cute like give him a onesie or put a bun in the oven. Whenever I tell him anything good he always grabs me and picks me up. I know for a fact that he would do that immediately. Then I would get him naked and beg him to fuck me because as the weeks go on I swear I am hornier and hornier" Santana said. "I could have done without the last part" Quinn said, trying not to picture her best friend and brother.
"I never thought that you of all people could be even hornier than you already are naturally," Mercedes said laughing. "Me either! That's the problem with getting laid regularly then just stopping cold turkey. Plus all these hormones, I am all over the place" Santana explained. "Good thing I got you that dildo," Mercedes said. "You got her a dildo?" Quinn asked. Mercedes smirked and nodded, "it is camo and comes with multiple speeds" she added. "It is pretty great, Brett helped me use it the first time," Santana admitted. "WHAT" Cedes yelled. She smirked, "we had sex over skype" San explained. "Ewwwww" Quinn groaned. "With the dildo?" Mercedes asked. Santana nodded, "Brett talked me through it," she said. "That's pretty hot" Mercedes admitted. Both Quinn and Santana looked at her. Santana had a smug look that basically said 'tell me about it' while Quinn looked shocked. "I have not had sex in a while, let me live through her" Mercedes said laughing. "You should get yourself a toy," Santana said, elbowing her friend. "Way ahead of you Satan, got myself one when I got yours" Cedes explained. "Don't you love it" Santana squealed. "You bet I do," Cedes laughed.
The group decided to stop at a local coffee shop, similar to Panera. "What do you want, San? I am buying" Mercedes asked. "I am not even hungry," she muttered, "but I don't worry I'll get something and I will eat it" Santana added. Santana settled on a caesar salad and a Caprese sandwich. Normally she only gets one or the other but her doctor did say to eat more. Once their take-out was ready Quinn handed Santana over her bags. "I got you a sweet treat, you better eat all of it" Mercedes argued. Santana rolled her eyes, "yes mom" she said. "No honey that's you" Quinn smirks, pretty proud of her comeback.
Santana rolled her eyes but laughed. She pulled each of her friends into a tight hug. "Thank you guys for coming, it means a lot. I don't think I could get through this without you guys" Santana admitted. "We wouldn't want to be anywhere else San" Mercedes said. "Well see you later, make sure you are hungry because I am making lasagna" Quinn announced. "You're lucky I love your lasagna," San admitted. "I know you do, now go back to work so you can come home," Quinn said, pushing Santana the opposite way toward her office. Santana gave one final wave before turning her back and walking to her office.
"She seems so much better, especially since we found out about the baby" Mercedes suggested as they walked down the hall to Quinn and Santana's apartment. "Oh definitely. Did you see how excited she looked when we heard the heartbeat" Quinn replied. "I think this baby might be the best thing for her and Brett. By the way, nice thought with the video. Brett is going to love it, they can watch them all together" Mercedes said. "That was my thinking exactly," Quinn revealed as they opened the door. The television was blasting as they walked into the apartment. "What the hell are you doing here?" Quinn asked. "I had nothing else to do so I came here," Puck said. He looked very comfortable lounging on their couch watching tv. "You took Brett's key didn't you," Quinn asked. "Of course" Puck chuckled.
"How was San's appointment?" Puck asked. "It was amazing, want to see how big the baby got, look!" Quinn said, walking over to show him the pictures. "It actually looks like a baby now" Puck expressed. "I know! Isn't it cute" Quinn gushed over the picture. "Do not be getting any ideas, Quinn, we can only handle one hormonal pregnant woman at a time" Puck said. Mercedes laughed, "I think it is too late, Quinn has a boat load of ideas" she expressed. Quinn looked at her boyfriend with longing eyes. "Do not look at me like that Quinn" Puck laughed and turned back to the tv. Quinn groaned and rolled her eyes.
"Anything else with Santana?" He asked. When he told Brett he would look out for her, Puck meant it wholeheartedly. "The baby has a strong heartbeat but is a little small. They want her to gain more weight to support the pregnancy" Quinn explained. "I can only imagine how she reacted," Puck said. "Exactly as you think, she didn't like it at all" Mercedes said, taking a seat on the other couch. "So what is she going to do?" Puck asked, a little worry in his voice. "She seemed open to gaining weight and I really believe that she will," Mercedes explained. "Santana will do anything to support that baby," Quinn added. "Good, her job is to look out for the baby and we will look out for her," Puck declared. Mercedes and Quinn were kinda shocked at his words but he also had a soft spot for Santana. She was like a little sister to him, there is no way Puck would let anything happen to her.
As day turned into night. Finn somehow found out that Quinn was cooking and ended up at their apartment. They were all sitting around the living waiting for the lasagna to finish and Santana to come home. The calmness in the air was peaceful and matched the joyous day that the girls got to experience. But they do say there is always calm before a storm and tonight's no exception as the doorbell of the apartment rang through the air... Here comes the storm.
*There might be more time between this chapter and the next. I usually am a few chapters ahead but I haven't finished the next one. Please comment! Thank you to everyone!*