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Brittany's POV:

Being pregnant is different than I had thought. For starters, I'm way more tired than I used to be, not to mention the morning sickness really stinks. But, I'm just happy to be able to experience it. I know not everybody gets to and for a minute, I didn't think I would either, but things just so happened to work out the way I wanted them to. Here I am, pregnant, in the greatest city in the world, and about to start new jobs that will help launch me into a successful dance career. I should be extremely happy, but I can't help but feel a bit of dread as the plane lands on the tarmac of JFK Airport. There were a couple of things to blame.

One reason that has me a bit down is my boyfriend, Stefan. The weird thing is we have actually been doing pretty well for the past couple of months. I mean, we still get into arguments and stuff, but nothing more than a little bickering. I feel like I should be really happy about going so long without any big blowups, but it feels too good to be true, which is why I have been so on edge for the past couple of weeks. As we were finishing our preparations for moving, which was extremely stressful, I was sure something was going to happen that would set Stefan off, but to my big surprise, nothing happened. In fact, Stefan has been extremely sweet since I have been pregnant which is a surprise considering how he was so against having this baby.

In fact, the last big blowup that happened was when I told him I wanted to get pregnant. He was really mad with the news, and let's just say things took a turn for the worst, as they usually do in those situations. After that night, Stefan apologized and told me that if it's what I really want, then it was okay.

And like I said, since then, things have been great. Which is why I am just waiting for the worst to happen. I have been trying to be very cautious of what I say and do so that I don't set him off. But, there is a secret I haven't told him yet that is sure to rock the boat and I have been trying to find the best way to tell him. The last thing I need is to have something happen that will hurt the baby, and honestly, that is all I care about at the moment. That sounds terrible, right? I mean, there is nothing else like being pregnant. I had pictured and imagined for so many years what it would be like, but never in my wildest dreams did I even think I could care for anything or anyone as much as this baby. For a while, I didn't ever think I could care for anyone as much as I used to care for- well, I guess that brings me to another thing.

A ghost from my past. NYC wasn't my first option of places to move to, but it seemed like the most logical. Stefan's father's firm is here, I have a job lined up, and it is a city full of opportunities. But, there is something, or rather someone here that makes my stomach flip. I haven't spoken to her in years and last I heard from her, she didn't care to hear from me. But, it doesn't change the fact that she crosses my mind every now and again. There are just so many happy memories. But then there are also the hurtful ones. I can't help but think of what could have happened if I hadn't told her to go to New York. Would we be worse off than we are now? But thinking those things now never does me any good anyways. I'm in a serious relationship, and thinking about her only confuses things. Still, the thought of running into her scares me. A lot. Like what would I even say. Would she even talk to me? Part of me knows I'm being silly. She probably doesn't even live here anymore. And for all I know, she is happily living her best life. Santana probably doesn't even remember me.

I break out of my thoughts as I feel Stefan wrap his arm around me. We are standing in front of the baggage claim in the airport waiting for our luggage.

"Here," he says as he hands me the cat carrier holding Lord Tubbington. "He's so fucking heavy." I take the carrier from his hands as I hear Lord Tubbington growl.

"Don't say that in front of him. He's sensitive," I say to Stefan trying to comfort Lord Tubbington through the bag. He just gave me a look and directed his attention back to the luggage.

"Right. My bad," he said unconvincingly. As I looked around JFK Airport, I noticed a sign that read "Locke". My eyebrows raise at the sign reading Stefan's last name.

"That sign there says your name," I say to him as more of a question.

"Yeah. I can see that." His voice was filled with sarcasm. I hate it when he talks down to me like that because it makes me feel even more stupid than usual. I take a deep breath trying to subside my annoyance.

"What I mean is why? I thought Diego was picking us up." Diego is one of my best friends I met while I was at dance school in Chicago. We were dance partners in a lot of our classes. Like Stefan, he was there for me when no one else was. He is kind of like a big brother to me. It also just so happens that Diego moved here a couple of weeks ago and is opening a new dance studio. (wink wink)

"Well there's been a change of plans. My dad's chauffeur is picking us up and we are meeting him and a few colleagues for brunch." I raised my eyebrows in confusion but just nodded. I actually enjoyed Stefan's father. He and Stefan were similar in a lot of different ways. They both had this smile that was contagious and were very hard workers. I couldn't help but frown because I was very excited to see Diego's new studio as soon as we landed. I sighed and pulled out my phone searching for Diego's name.

From Brittany: Hey D! Been a change of plans. We're heading str8 from the airport to meet Stef's dad 4 brunch so you don't have to come and get us anymore. Looks like I won't get 2 see u til l8r :(((( But I'm super excited 2 see the new place :) xoxo Brit

From Diego: No prob Brit! I'm meeting with my lawyer l8r today so if u stop by around 4 then u 2 might be able 2 meet. She is so amazing! How r u and the baby?

From Birttany: I'll stop by around 4 so maybe we can meet. See u then! Oh, also we r doing fine but the baby really likes to kick me lol… I think it might b a dancer ? lol 3

From Diego: Lmao wouldn't that b something. See u then 3

Stefan must have noticed the sad expression on my face. That's one of the things I've always admired about him, how perceptive he is. It is like he knows what I am feeling often before I can even tell. He kissed my forehead as he scanned the luggage belt for our bags. "Don't worry. You can meet up with him after, or we can invite him out to dinner tonight."

I smiled and nodded at how sweet Stefan was trying to be but part of me felt nervous. Of course I wanted us all to hang out together, but remember that secret I mentioned earlier? Yeah well I am afraid Diego will let slip. It's not that I don't trust Diego, it's just that I know he is really excited about this and when he gets excited, he tends to just blurt stuff out. I feel really terrible about lying to Stefan and I know he will be really upset with me when he finds out, but I just need time to plan a way to tell him without a big explosion.

Brunch ended up being horrific. Before we arrived at the restaurant, Stefan had us drop by our new apartment so we could change and I could drop off Lord Tubbigton. We met up with Mr. Locke who was still as kind as I remember. He asked me about how I was doing and I answered as much as I could before Stefan cut me off to talk about business stuff. There were also a lot of people I didn't know there. Apparently they were colleagues at Mr. Locke's firm who were just itching to get their hands on Stefan.

I think the worst part of brunch had to be how sick I felt. The minute the waft of the food headed my way, I immediately felt nauseous. I just tried my best to smile and nod when I was talked to but I couldn't get out of there soon enough. At one point I excused myself to the bathroom and ended up throwing up. As I said, morning sickness sucks. When I returned to the table, I tried to look as normal as possible, but I must have looked pale because Stefan looked at me genuinely worried.

"Are you okay?" he asked, rubbing my back. I was kind of surprised at how concerned he was and also how touchy he was being. He doesn't typically like any type of PDA so I was a little thrown off guard.

"Yeah I'm fine," I assured him.

"Well the guys invited me to come work today," he said smiling.

"Already?" I was shocked that he'd be going in already since we only landed a couple of hours ago.

"Yeah. It's best to jump right in, especially seeing that my dad owns the place." Honestly, this works out kinda perfect. This way, I can go and see Diego without Stefan finding out our secret quite yet. "I know I said we'd meet with Diego but this is really important for me. I will only be there for a couple of hours. You understand." he stated more than asked.

"Of course," I smiled. "It's fine."

"How about we meet up later this evening and we can go for a walk around our new neighborhood."

"Can Lord Tubbington come?" I asked hopefully.

"Maybe."

Stefan dropped me off at our apartment and headed to the office for his first day. I know I shouldn't be happy about him leaving, but I am. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind spending time with him, but he is often very controlling. He doesn't like me to wear certain things, say certain things, eat certain things. It's exhausting sometimes. It's like I'm constantly looking over my shoulder to make sure I'm not doing anything he dislikes just so I can avoid any conflict with him. That is why I am glad I get to go see Diego by myself. Plus, Diego and I can actually discuss that secret that Stef can't know about yet. I text Diego that I am on my way. He asks me if I need a ride, but I tell him I can find my way around.

I kind of got lost on my way to the studio. The subway maps and stuff are just really confusing. I was going to bring Lord Tubbington with me but he was too exhausted by the long flight. Wandering around the subways brought back a lot of unexpected memories of- well, you know. It takes me back to junior year of high school when the glee club traveled here for nationals. I have to stop myself from thinking about it because bringing up "you-know-who" makes me kinda sad.

I finally found the street where his new studio was on and suddenly got a bit nervous. I haven't seen Diego in forever. Okay, it's only been like a couple months, but still. I'm definitely just being silly. Diego is my best friend and my favorite person in this entire world. But then again, that doesn't always mean everything.

As I looked around my surroundings trying to find which building was his, I noticed a familiar coffee shop. Holy moly! I've been there before with-

I accidentally bump into someone as I'm walking. Shoot. I've been trying to get better at watching where I am going, especially being pregnant now. "Sorry", I say as I look to see who I almost knocked over.

"Brittany?" I hear a familiar voice. Once I make eye contact with them I cannot believe who it is.