A/N: Pretty short one here but I'll be back soon. Enjoy.
"It's a boy! Congratulations!" Brittany shouts as she sits at the island in Quinn and Santana's kitchen.
Somehow, Santana convinced Rachel not to find out the sex of the baby until she could find out the sex of the baby she's having with Quinn. So when they went to the doctor, Santana had the technician write it down and she gave the paper to Brittany to hold on to. Today, she did the same thing then invited Brittany and Rachel over so they could find out together.
In the past month, Rachel and Quinn have been spending more time together, joining a spin class together and talking about their pregnancies among other things. Santana has been really happy lately and she's not afraid to admit that it's because of Quinn. Just being able to see her everyday brings a smile to Santana's face.
"I knew it." Santana says with a smile and gives Rachel a one armed hug.
"Congrats you two." Quinn smiles as she looks at the two women across from her.
"Thank you. Now, let's see what Quinn is having." Rachel responds and Quinn slowly inhales as Brittany grabs the other piece of paper.
Since her pregnancy, Quinn had been hoping for a boy because she wasn't sure she was strong enough to have another little girl and raise her when she couldn't do it for her first child, but Santana has reassured her so much that she thinks...she might actually be okay and may even want a girl. Quinn wants the opportunity to be a better mother to this little girl.
"Ready?" Brittany says with an excited smile as she holds the paper in her hand. Santana walks over to Quinn and takes her hand.
Santana has been nervous about finding out the sex of this baby. She doesn't know how Quinn is going to respond if it's a girl but she's hoping for the best, knowing that she'll help in anyway she can.
"I'm ready." Quinn says with a soft smile towards Brittany. Nodding her head, Brittany opens the paper. A soft smile graces her lips as she looks up at her friends.
"It's a girl." Smiling as tears stream down her cheeks, Quinn feels Santana pulling her into a hug.
"Those are happy tears right?" Quinn nods as Santana holds her tighter.
"Yeah...I'm really happy." Even through her tears, Quinn hasn't stopped smiling and she isn't sure she will.
"We should celebrate!" Brittany says as Quinn and Santana pull apart.
"Actually, Quinn and I had plans today which we might need you two for." Santana sighs at Rachel's words.
"It better not be anymore baby furniture." Santana says.
"Oh, no it's not any manual labor. Rachel found this class." Quinn starts.
"And it's normally done in pairs, which is why I wanted to ask if you would accompany me?" Rachel asks Brittany.
"Sure. What's it about?" Brittany responds softly with a warm smile.
"Labor and delivery." Quinn smirks at the worried look Santana and Brittany share.
"The next time you want to educate me on something. Don't. Ignorance is bliss because too much detail is disgusting." Quinn laughs as they enter their home.
"I can't even disagree. Some things are better left unknown." Santana nods as she closes the door.
"So, I have a work thing coming up that might be fun. It's nothing but a big party really but it's free food and free booze."
"Those are the magic words. When is it?" Santana asks as she follows Quinn into the living room.
"In two weeks. Friday. You in?" Santana sighs as she sits on the couch.
"Can't. I gotta go to DC that weekend."
"Aren't you leaving Saturday though?" Quinn asks as she sits next to her.
"Yeah but we both know if I go out the night before, I'll miss my flight. Take B or Mercedes." Quinn absentmindedly rubs her stomach as Santana speaks.
"It's fine. I'll just go with Sophia." Santana's eyebrows crease at the name.
"Who the hell is Sophia?" She asks.
"One of the receptionists. She's really nice and has had a crush on me for who knows how long." Something about that doesn't sit right with Santana...but she isn't sure if it's jealousy or her being over protective of her family.
"Or you can go with someone I actually know. Like B or Mercedes." Quinn rolls her eyes.
"What could possibly happen in a place full of lawyers?"
"Uh anything? You're almost 7 months pregnant. I don't want anything happening to you. Either of you." Santana says as she puts her hand on Quinn's stomach.
"I don't want to have to meet you from behind a jail cell." Santana says to Quinn's belly.
"San, I have to go. More than half of my job is networking with these people."
"Just take someone with you. Anyone that's trustworthy." Quinn sighs but nods.
"I'll see if Brittany wants to go." Santana nods as she moves her hand to rest on top of Quinn's stomach.
"So how are you really feeling about having another girl?" Quinn gives her a soft smile as she places her hand on top of Santana's, unknowingly sending butterflies to the woman's stomach.
"I am really happy San. I'm scared...but I was going to be no matter what. I might've given birth...but I've never been a parent. All of this is scary...but in a good way." Santana nods as she intertwines their fingers.
"Can I ask you something?"
"What's up?"
"Do you..." Santana trails off, deciding to ask a different question instead.
"Do you think we should consider like a will or something? In case anything happens to us?" Santana almost rolls her eyes at herself for the jump in topics.
"That got dark pretty damn fast." Quinn jokes before answering.
"But yeah, we probably should." Quinn and Santana's eyes both drift to their joined hands as they feel a pressure pushing against them.
"I swear that never gets any less weird." Santana says as she lightly pushes back against her daughter.
"Luckily it gets less painful, depending on where she kicks." Santana nods as she gently starts to rub Quinn's stomach.
"I guess we should start picking a name now."
"We should, but right now I'm starving."
"When are you not starving?" Santana smirks until she feels a hand hitting her shoulder.
"Oh come on! It was a joke." Quinn rolls her eyes as she tries to get off of the couch.
"Where are you going?"
"Bathroom." Santana decides not to comment as Quinn walks away from her.