CHAPTER 43

A/N: Thanks to Tamardejong, Olivia, Itsskik, Rizzy, May1217, malorafan2k15, JerzyMare, Mariu4, Berrylucky5, Lina Jacob2, QuinntanaEndgame, lisaj928, pacumeme57, Lolfiction55, Marie RieRie England and sstorm358 for their reviews, and to those who contacted me on social media. You know I love feedback! Special thanks to pjay413 for proofreading this chapter! Due to popular demand, this chapter continues to focus on Quinn's bachelorette party and the days that follow. Please note that I alternate between Santana, Brittany and Quinn POV so watch out... it's underlined when it changes. Enjoy!


AT THE CLUB – BACHELORETTE PARTY – BRITTANY POV

Everyone has asked Quinn a question by now, except Mel… and I'm not sure what to do. On one hand, it would be strange to have her asking that kind of question to Quinn since they barely know each other but… on the other hand, I really don't want to be the one excluding my wife's friend from the game…

"Mel…?" I eventually say, handing her the cards.

"Oh, it's my turn?" She smiles, picking a card. "Let's see… 'Who proposed and how?'" She asks.

"Oh that's something I'm actually dying to know!" Santana says with enthusiasm. "I mean, we know it's Puckerman who proposed, but how did he pop the question? He didn't even tell me!"

"It was a Christmas proposal…" Quinn smiles.

"Was he naked?" Santana asks.

"What?! No, he was not naked! Why would you even think he would be?" She replies, frowning.

"I don't know…" Santana shrugs. "I didn't think you would be the type of girl to have sex in an outdoor parking lot and yet… So God knows what other dirty things you two have been involved in!"

"There was nothing dirty about it!" Quinn replies. "We spent Christmas day in Lima with our moms, then he took me to Breadstix for an evening drink… and even though I had no idea that he even wanted to get married, I should have known that something was up because he suddenly looked all nervous. But he managed to pull through! He made a very sweet speech in which he basically said that I was his soulmate and that he loved me and… he popped the question."

"At Breadstix', seriously?" Santana says, raising an eyebrow.

"For your information, that's where we had our first 'real' date!" Quinn argues.

"Yeah… who didn't?" Santana shrugs.

"And you're one to talk…" Quinn says. "Didn't you propose to Brittany in your own living room? What, was the toilet taken?" She asks sarcastically.

"You know damn well that if I proposed in the living room, it's because that's where my piano was!" Santana replies in an outraged tone. "Unlike your lazy fiancé, I didn't limit myself to say cliché things! I actually performed a love song for my lady before asking her to marry me! One that I wrote specifically for her, may I add!"

"Ok, I think it's perhaps best to move to another question…" Rachel suddenly says to relieve the tension, stealing the cards from me. But when I see Quinn discretely throwing a satisfied wink at me, I understand that what just happened with Santana is obviously part of her mysterious plan. What is she up to?

"Oooh… here is an interesting question!" Rachel says with a mischievous smile, wiggling her eyebrows. "When did you last have sex with your partner?" She asks, turning to Quinn.

"Well… that was about… three weeks ago… when Puck got a 48 hours pass between missions…"

"Did you make it home this time? Or you did you do it right in the airport parking lot?" Santana teases her - most likely to get back at her - but all she earns from Quinn is a silent death glare.

"What about you, Britt…?" Quinn asks me.

"Um… well… for me, it was… last night…" I reply in a shy voice.

"Oh? You haven't done it today yet?" Quinn asks sarcastically, turning to Santana.

"Can you stop implying that we are sex addicts, Fabray?" Santana says. "We do not do it every single day!"

"Really? Then if you are actually capable of 'skipping a day'…" Quinn says. "… why did you have sex while we were all at your house for Sofia's birthday party?"

"You what?" Rachel says, shocked.

"Seriously?!" Melissa adds, clearly surprised.

"Not this again…" Santana sighs. "And why are you all looking at me for? Brittany initiated that!" She adds, gesturing towards me.

"I was carrying your sons at the time!" I argue. "Hormones!" I add, raising my arms.

"Being pregnant really increases your libido that much?" Rachel asks, curious.

"Yes." Santana, Quinn, Tina and I immediately confirm in chorus.

"And being pregnant with twins actually gives higher hormone levels… so I was not even a woman anymore, I was a total sex machine…" I add.

"She really was." Santana confirms, nodding. "And that was the best time of my life!" She adds with a smirk, making everyone laugh.


LATER THAT NIGHT – AT THE CLUB

"Have you ever sustained a sex injury?" Tina reads out her card.

"I uh… God, these questions are really salacious!" Quinn reacts. "Um… Do carpet burns count?" She asks shyly.

"I would say so…" Tina replies, laughing.

"God, this night is going to scar me for life…" Santana comments, shaking her head. "Clearly, there's a lot I don't know about you, Fabray…"

"And yet, I bet that Brittany's answer is going to be way worse than carpet burns…" Quinn replies.

"Well actually… I haven't had any sex injury but… Santana popped a hip once…" I say, making everyone gasp in surprise.

"Oh my God, it's even worse than I expected!" Quinn comments.

"It was a long time ago, okay?" Santana says.

"How long ago?" Quinn asks, curious.

"It was back when I was living in New York, with Rachel and Kurt."

"Say what now?" Rachel asks.

"Relax, hobbit. You two obviously weren't home when that happened."

"Oh my God, is that why you were walking funny for a while?" Rachel asks. "You said you had pulled a muscle while working out!"

"Well… that was not really a lie." Santana shrugs. "Hip popping sex is basically like an intense work out session." She adds in justification while Rachel rolls her eyes.


EVEN LATER – SANTANA POV

"Thanks for doing shots with me…" I tell Melissa as we are sitting at the bar.

"My pleasure!" She replies enthusiastically, clinking her glass against mine. "I must say I was a bit surprised that no one else wanted to do shots at a bachelorette party!"

"Sadly, I was not…" I say. "Mercedes and Berry don't want to drink too much tonight because they are recording in the studio together on Monday… But trust me, they don't need to drink much to get really drunk! Just wait and see… And the same goes for Quinn and Brittany who cannot handle alcohol at all!"

"Really? They can't?"

"No! If you watch Fabray carefully, you will see that she is drinking her glass by little sips, on purpose. Otherwise, she'll fall asleep! And well… that would be pretty sad to fall asleep in the middle of her own bachelorette party! As for Britt, I'm watching her closely because there is like… a turning point when she drinks… And once she reaches it, she can't behave anymore."

"What do you mean?" Melissa asks with a questioning frown.

"Well… She gets really horny and she jumps on me right there and then, even if people are around! And she is very difficult to calm down, believe me!"

"I see… That would be funny to witness though!" Mel chuckles. "What about Tina, she can't handle alcohol either?"

"Usually Tina drinks when going out but tonight, she's being careful… which I find suspicious to tell you the truth. She has not said anything but I'm pretty sure that she and boy Chang are trying to get pregnant again…"

"Oh you think?"

"Oh yeah! She can't fool my psychic Mexican third eye!" I reply, pointing to my forehead. "I'm sure it's just a matter of time! I just hope it won't give Brittany any ideas this time! Because God knows that I couldn't handle four kids! Especially with a dog!"

"A dog?" She questions, confused.

"Oh yeah, haven't you heard? Apparently, we're getting a dog soon!" I say, unable to hide my exasperation.


A WHILE LATER – BRITTANY POV

Santana and Melissa have been drinking at the bar for a while now and every time I glance at them, they are laughing hard together, making me more and more upset. So much that I eventually decide to join them.

"How is it going over here?" I ask them.

"It's going great! I've got all my best gals tonight!" Santana smiles, putting her arms around me and Melissa. "And Berry." She adds, rolling her eyes. "What about you honey, how are things at the booth?"

"Well… I have actually come to get you because we are about to play another game…"

A FEW MINUTES LATER

"So, Q… this time, we're going to assign you challenges." I say with a mischievous smile. "This document – which once again I got from Kate - lists 12 challenges that are numbered from easy to um… challenging! And you'll randomly pick four of them by rolling the dice…" I add, placing them in her hand. "You'll get the challenge that matches the number you throw, OK?"

"Alright…" She says before rolling the dice in front of us while everyone cheers. "Three."

"So… Challenge 3: Get the phone numbers of three male strangers."

"Ok…" She sighs, picking up a napkin and immediately making her way to the next booth.

After barely five minutes, Quinn is already back. "Well, that was easy!"

"It's not surprising, who could resist that face?" I say, squishing her cheeks. "Come on, roll the dice for the next one!"

"Five…" She says.

"Challenge 5: Ask a stranger for a condom and give it to your maid of honor." I read out while the Glee girls grin.

"Give it to your maid of honor?" Santana repeats. "What the hell are we going to do with a condom?"

This challenge is a bit more difficult judging by the number of guys Quinn has to talk to but she eventually returns to the table with a condom in her hand, blushing. "Here you go, Britt." She says, placing the condom in front of me while Santana crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.

"Well done, Q!" I say as she takes the dice in her hand to roll them once more.

"Two."

"Oh it's a fun one!" I comment. "I even had to prepare for it!" I add, taking printed pictures out of my bag. "So, I'm going to show you pictures of knees and…"

"Knees?!" Quinn cuts me off, confused.

"Yes… Those knees belong to different men, one of them being Puck. And obviously, you'll have to identify which ones are his." I add, placing the pictures on the table, in front of her.

Quinn looks back and forth between the pictures for a while but seems to hesitate.

"Seriously, Fabray? You're about to marry the guy and you can't recognize his knees?" Santana teases her.

"It's not as easy as it seems!" She argues. "You slept with Puck too, could you recognize his knees?"

"OK first, I had sex with him like a gazillion years ago. And I erased that memory from my brain so no, I could not recognize them." Santana replies. "I know however every part, every curve and every mole of my wife's body." She adds while Quinn shakes her head.

"Ok… I think it's this one…?" She eventually says in an uncertain voice, pointing at the fourth picture.

"Correct!" I say enthusiastically.

"Oh thank God!" Quinn comments, relieved, while everyone else laughs.

"Ok so… sadly, it's already time for the last challenge…" I say before Quinn rolls the dice.

"Oooh I got a ten!" She says proudly but her smile fades away quickly when she realizes that this one might be pretty challenging.

"Let's see… Challenge ten…" I say, checking the paper. "Um…" I trail off.

"Well… what does it say, Britt?" Quinn asks, getting worried.

"Um… 'Challenge 10… French kiss one of your girlfriends for 20 seconds'…" I eventually read out.

"What? Does it really say that?" Quinn says, taking the document from me to double check, and remains silent for a few seconds.

"Well… I might need another drink before that but… fine…" Quinn sighs, shrugging. "Can I at least pick who I'm going to kiss?"

"I guess so…" I reply. "It doesn't say anything about assigning you a specific person so…"

Quinn looks around the table for a while before setting her eyes on me. "I guess I'll choose you, Britt. At least, you're used to kissing a girl and you're my maid of honor, so… it makes sense."

"Woah woah woah! That is not going to happen." Santana immediately objects.

"It's just a game, San." Quinn shrugs. "Besides, you always say I have to loosen up a little… And I have never kissed a girl before, so… why not!"

"Ok, let me make it crystal clear, Fabray: I am the only girl Britt has ever kissed and we're going to keep it that way, understood? So if you come anywhere near my wife, I will mess up your face so bad that your own fiancé won't be able to recognize you!" Santana threatens, pointing her index finger at her.

"Fine… Then you kiss me." Quinn replies, looking at Santana.

"I'm not OK with that…" I suddenly pout, crossing my arms.

"I'm sure you're dreaming about kissing me, Q…" Santana says. "I don't blame you! But you heard the woman: I'm not an option."

"You two really found one another…" Quinn sighs.

"You should kiss gay Berry…" Santana suggests, pointing at Rachel. "You two have always had some kind of flirty vibe going on anyway."

"We do not!" They both object at the same time.

"Oh please! Don't even waste your time denying it!" Santana says. "Look, the way I'm seeing it… this is a chance for you both to finally act out this little fantasy of yours, even if you refuse to admit it. Plus, you get to do something a little crazy that will definitely turn on your respective men. And Berry, you should really cease this opportunity because no offence but… Quinn is way out of your league so she's probably the prettiest girl you will ever get to kiss."

"I'm straight, Santana." Rachel says in an offended tone.

"Sure! I was 'straight' too for a long time…" Santana replies, using air quotes. "So can we see some tongue now or what?"

Quinn and Rachel briefly look at each other timidly but remain silent.

"We'll do it too if it helps…" I offer, gesturing between me and Santana.

"Right! We can demonstrate." Santana confirms.

"As if you had not demonstrated this a thousand times already…" Quinn mumbles through her teeth.

"You have something to say, Fabray?" Santana asks in a defiant tone, crossing her arms.

"Nope!" She replies, raising her hands defensively.

"Q… you time it." I suddenly say, quickly grabbing Santana's collar to pull her close, crashing my lips on hers.

My tongue dives into her mouth and sensually swirls with hers while my hand slides up to the back of her head… I'm absolutely savoring the familiar taste of Santana's mouth mixed with Tequila. It's so intoxicating that I don't want to stop…

"OK… that's 20 seconds!" Quinn sighs but Santana keeps kissing me.

"Hey honeys, we got it! Enough now!" Quinn says louder and I pull away from the kiss, my eyes briefly meeting Santana's.

"Sorry…" I eventually say with a shy smile. But deep down, I hope Mel watched it all.

"Ok Britt, next time, a little warning wouldn't hurt because my heart almost stopped during that kiss…" Santana whispers to me, out of breath.

"So… we did our part. Your turn now, 'Faberry'!" She adds, pointing at them both.


LATER THAT NIGHT

"Good lord, what have I done…" Santana says while Rachel and Quinn are drunk singing I Kissed A Girl on the karaoke stage.

"Well… at least, they seem to be having a lot of fun…" Mercedes chuckles.

"They sure are!" I agree, watching Rachel and Quinn dancing together, smiling and laughing in between lyrics.

"They're enjoying it a little too much if you ask me. As they did the kiss by the way." Santana says. "Look at that, what's up with all the touching?" She adds, pointing at them with her hand.

"You're the one that was encouraging this, San." I say, laughing.

"Yeah well this has been adorable but it's time for it to stop now before it gets out of hand! Thank God, the song is over." She replies as Rachel and Quinn make their way back to our table.

"How about a duet with me, Lopez?" Melissa suddenly says, much to my surprise.

A duet? What?!

"Oh you're on!" Santana immediately replies with a smile, getting up.

I don't even have the time to react that they are already both on stage, starting their song.

"Wow Melissa sounds amazing!" Rachel says in awe while I'm completely frozen on my chair. I didn't even know that Mel could sing… let alone that she was this good! No wonder that even Rachel Berry is impressed!

I'm not sure what song they are performing but judging by their little choreography and how in sync they are, this is not the first time that they sang it together. My eyes don't leave Santana and I feel a sting in my heart when I see how happy she looks, she's clearly having the time of her life…

"Girls, that was really awesome!" Tina says when they get back to our table.

"I didn't know you had such a fantastic voice, Melissa!" Rachel adds enthusiastically. "It's a shame you were not in high school with us, you would have made a great addition to our Glee club!"

Oh my God, Rachel is right… If Melissa had gone to McKinley, she would have probably joined our Glee club! Santana would have made sure of that! And once again, I can't help but think that if Mel had been around, Santana would have gotten together with her instead of me.

"Oh… thanks… you're too kind!" Mel says with a smile. "I was part of my church choir so… that's how I learned to sing…" She shrugs in what looks like fake modesty to me.

"Oh really? I was part of my church choir too!" Mercedes says. "Girl, we gotta do a duet together later!"

Great… She has won over my friends now! And just like that, Melissa gets right back on my nerves, making me realize that I don't only get jealous of her over Santana. I'm actually jealous over anything she's going after: my wife, my children, even my friends! And now, all I want to do is defend my territory.

"Girls…" I suddenly say. "Actually, why don't we show Melissa what we used to do together in Glee club? I'm sure she'll love it!"


EVEN LATER – QUINN POV

Brittany had the wonderful idea to give the DJ a flash drive with the soundtracks of all our Glee mashups and we just performed an amazing rendition of Start Me Up/Livin' On A Prayer, apparently blowing Melissa's mind - which I'm sure was completely intended by Britt.

Brittany and Santana are now performing Hand In My Pocket/I Feel The Earth Move together and I can't help but smile seeing the way they look at each other.

"It's amazing how those two are still so in love after all these years…" I say out loud on purpose, to make sure that everyone – including Melissa – hears it. "They're kind of the couple that everyone wants to be!"

"They are, aren't they?" Mercedes agrees. "Don't you find that annoying sometimes?" She adds, making us all laugh.

"Yeah, it is annoying sometimes!" I confirm. "But it's also inspiring! I hope that Puck and I can have such a successful marriage too."

"I'm sure you will." Tina says with a smile. "You guys are perfect for each other!"

A WHILE LATER

"All I'm saying is that Britt should at least do one challenge, it's only fair." I say.

"How is that fair?" Santana questions, obviously not happy about my suggestion. "She's not getting married, you are!"

"Well… I agreed to play all those games on the condition that she would play too, so…"

"Quinn is right… I promised!" Brittany shrugs. "OK, I'll do one." She nods before rolling the dice on the table.

"Nine… So let's see…" She says, taking the list in her hands. "Challenge 9: Get someone to do a body shot off you."

"There is no need to protest, San." I immediately say, putting my hand up to keep her quiet. "I already know what you're going to say: you're the only one that can do body shots off Brittany."

"Damn right!" Santana says, crossing her arms.

"Well… then you will have to do it!" I suggest.

"Fine by me." She shrugs. "After all, I used to do this all the time when we were in high school."

After ordering a shot of tequila, we watch Santana lick Brittany's neck and sprinkle a pinch of salt onto the same spot.

"Normally I would lick this off her cleavage but I don't want us to be thrown out of the club so… the neck will do." Santana says. "Watch and learn, kids!" She adds, looking at us.

"Ready, honey?" She asks Britt.

Brittany silently nods in approval and Santana gently licks the salt off her neck while we are all wooing in excitement. She downs her shot like a pro and then bites the lime that Brittany is holding in her mouth, ending the whole thing with a kiss.

"And that's how you do a body shot!" Santana says with a proud smirk.


LATER THAT NIGHT

Santana, Melissa and I are sitting at the table, trying to catch our breath for a little bit, while the others are shaking their bodies on the dance floor.

"You know you're practically drooling, Lopez?" I laugh.

"What?" She says in a confused tone, turning to me.

"You're totally eye-fucking Brittany." I say, my inhibitions lowered by alcohol.

"Can you really blame me?" She asks. "Have you seen her body? And how even sexier she gets when she's dancing?"

"Well… why don't we join them then?" I suggest.


A WHILE LATER – ON THE DANCE FLOOR – SANTANA POV

As much as I love being a mom, I'm really enjoying this night out with my friends. Especially because until tomorrow afternoon, my kids are entirely Mike and Naya's problem! I don't even have to worry about how late I stay up tonight because for once, I can sleep in the morning! And I can get completely wasted if I want to because I don't have any mini humans to take care of. I can just relax, have fun and dance like there is no tomorrow!

We have been dancing in group for a while but Brittany has progressively got closer and closer to me, ending up right behind me. She's sensually swaying her body against mine now, her hands resting on my hips. I can feel her hot breath on my neck while she's grinding her front against my back, causing a tingle in my lady parts.

She turns me around and I immediately wrap my arms around her neck while she pulls me even closer to her. Her beautiful blue eyes are locked with mine and before I can say anything, she presses her soft lips on mine, slowly deepening the kiss. It's so good that I find myself in one of those moments where I forget everything and everyone around us. All I can feel is Brittany.

"Wow…" I whisper as she pulls away to rest her forehead on mine. "What did I do to deserve such kiss?"

"I just love you…" She shrugs, making my heart melt. "All these wedding talks tonight… it brought me back to our own wedding day and…" She trails off. "You know… when we got married, I thought that I would never love you more than I did on that day because it could not be humanely possible to love more than that! But I was wrong… Because seven years and three kids later, I do love you so much more… And I'm sure that I love you less today than I will tomorrow…"

"Brittany…" I just manage to whisper, completely moved by what she just said.

"You've always been the one, San…" She adds, pulling me into another kiss.


MUCH LATER THAT NIGHT – IN THE LIMO – QUINN POV

I have completely lost track of time but it must be really late because it's getting bright outside! But we are all finally sitting in the limo, on our way home. And as I look around, I think it's safe to say that we are all drunk by now! Mercedes and Tina are laughing out loud over literally nothing and Rachel is sleeping with her mouth open, almost drooling. I'm sitting next to Melissa who is suddenly very quiet, which I find strange considering that she has been talking a lot all night long. But when I follow her gaze, I see that she's looking at Santana and Brittany who are making out right in front of us. Brittany is sitting on Santana's lap and although it would be easier for me to reach Britt, I decide to slap Santana's arm instead.

"Hey, you two!" I say. "Can you please spare us your live sex tape?"

"What's your problem?" Santana says in an angry tone. "We're just kissing!"

"Well I think I've seen enough of it for tonight!"

"Oh yeah?" Santana frowns. "In case you have not noticed, this is not some random girl I would have picked up at the club for a hook up. It's Brittany! I made an honest woman out of her! You even came to our wedding, Fabray! So I don't need your permission, OK? I'll kiss my wife whenever I want to, thank you very much!" She adds before resuming their kiss.

And once again, I have Santana right where I want her, just like I did most of the night. It's funny how someone who claims to have a psychic Mexican third eye gets so easily manipulated when it's about Brittany.

"Well… I hope you have earplugs…" I say, turning to Melissa.


A WHILE LATER - AT HOME – BRITTANY POV

As soon as we shut our bedroom door after wishing Melissa goodnight, Santana and I started to kiss, impatiently undressing each other even though we have not made it to the bed yet. Once our clothes are off, I pull back a little, to look at her, standing naked in front of me. She's so tiny without her clothes, even more so without her high heels… My tiny woman…

Without a word, I lift her by her thighs and she immediately wraps her legs around me while I carry her to our bed.


ON THE NEXT MORNING – AT HOME

I wake up feeling completely exhausted… But as I glance at my alarm clock, I notice that it's 10:30 AM already! I feel like I have closed my eyes for barely five minutes, even though it must have been longer than that. I'm not really sure how long I have slept considering that it was already bright outside when we got home and we also had sex afterwards…

Santana is still asleep next to me, lying on her back although her head is turned towards me. The sheets are pulled right under her bare boobs and one of her legs is sticking out. Her hair is all messed up but she's so beautiful… I really don't want to wake her up but I don't have a choice, because Naya will soon come over to bring the twins back.

"San…" I say in my softest voice, placing feather-like kisses on her lips. "Wake up, honey…"

I watch her slowly emerge from sleep and even though her eyes remain closed, she eventually frowns. "God…" She whines. "Did I get hit by a truck?" She asks, placing her palm on her forehead.

"I think it's all the drinking from last night…" I say, tenderly kissing her temple.

"Are you also hungover?" She asks, finally opening her eyes to look at me.

"I'm tired but not hungover…"

"How is that possible?" She frowns.

"I didn't drink as much as you, honey… And you did shots!" I chuckle. "I'll bring you an aspirin to help with your headache but we should get up and get ready… It's late."


LATER THAT DAY – AT HOME – SANTANA POV

"Where is Brittany?" Melissa asks me with a yawn as she enters the kitchen after taking her shower.

"She went to Mike and Tina's, to pick up Sofia." I reply before downing my glass of water. "God… Please tell me you're hungover too?" I plead.

"Oh I am!" Melissa chuckles. "I hadn't drunk this much in a long time!"

"I feel you…" I reply. "I think we need to…" I stop mid-sentence when the doorbell rings. "That must be Naya…" I say before walking up to the door.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Naya says with a wide smile as soon as I open the door.

"Uh oh… No, you're not allowed to be that cheerful this morning!" I complain, shaking my finger.

"Hungover much?" She laughs. "Well… it's noon so I have just come to return these, as agreed…" She says, pushing a stroller with my smiling sons in it.

"Hello my babies…" I say with a smile, before giving them both a kiss on the cheek. "I missed you!"

"I hope it went well with them last night?" I ask Naya.

"It did for most of it… but in the middle of the night, Gabriel started crying and I had a really hard time trying to calm him down." She replies.

"Oh… I'm so sorry, I know how he can get when he cries. Why didn't you call me?"

"Well… I actually managed on my own." She says proudly. "Turns out that all I had to do was imitate you. I think he eventually thought I was you and he stopped crying."

"Total déjà vu…" I sigh, rolling my eyes.

"How so?"

"Well… When Sofia was little and Glee was on, she used to say 'mama' while pointing at you on the screen!"

"Oh… and you hated it!" She smirks.

"Of course I did! Half of that girl's genes come from me - the best part may I add!" I reply. "I carried her for nine long months, brought her into the world and what does she do? She goes on calling another woman 'mama'?!"

"Well… It's not that I'm trying to take your place but I must say that looking like you ended up very handy in this particular situation."

"I bet… Still… let's go over the basics." I say, taking Gabriel in my arms. "I need you to focus, mijo, because this is important. "That's your Auntie Nay Nay." I say, pointing at Naya. "And I am your mama, OK? Mama!" I repeat, placing a hand on my chest.

"I have one more thing for you by the way…" Naya says. "Here, this should help with the hangover…"

"No way! You brought us fast food?" I say in disbelief, as she shows me two large bags. "Oh my God… I love you, Rivera!"

"I figured you might need that…" She laughs.

"I definitely do!" I say. "Oh and look at that, perfect timing! Brittany is back with Sofia." I add, as I see my blonde parking our car in front of our house.

"Auntie Nay Nay!" Sofia runs like a maniac towards Naya, hugging her leg. What am I, invisible?

"Can you stay and play with me?" The little monster asks her.

"Hi sweetie!" Naya says, caressing her hair. "I'm sorry I would love to but I'm afraid I have to go…" She adds while my daughter puts on her most heartbreaking pout. It's amazing this total fascination she has for Naya… "I'll come play with you another time, I promise!" She adds, giving her a kiss. "Lopez, do you mind walking me to my car? There is something I would like to discuss with you."

"What's up?" I ask, as Naya is about to get back into her car.

"I don't mean to put pressure on you but I thought you should know… Heather took an audition for a part in a dancing TV show and she got it…" She says, making me instantly nervous. Oh no… If I lose Heather, I will lose Brittana which means that I can kiss the streaming platforms goodbye.

"I managed to talk her out of it…" She says, in a reassuring voice. "But I'm not sure how long I can keep this up… The whole cast is pretty worried."


LATER (AFTERNOON TIME) – AT THE PARK – BRITTANY POV

While Santana is pushing the boys' stroller around the park, Mel and I are sitting on a bench, watching Sofia having fun on the playground.

"So… we haven't really got a chance to talk since you arrived…" I eventually say. "How are things in Lima? Do you like working at McKinley?" I say, forcing myself to get to know her, which I'm only doing because it would please Santana.

"Yeah I like it!" She smiles. "Kids are pretty cool although I have one particularly difficult Spanish class but nothing I can't handle! And well… Sue is a bit crazy but there are very nice teachers, like Will and Emma."

"Oh they're great! We absolutely love them!" I agree. "And… Santana mentioned that you had your own house, did you buy it or are you renting…?"

"Just renting for now…" She replies. "I have to complete two years of probationary period before I can be granted tenure at McKinley so… I prefer to wait for my position to be permanent before I buy anything…"

"Makes sense…"

"I'd love to buy my parents' former house actually…" She says and I immediately get a panic knot in my stomach. "It's not for sale now but the current owners are pretty old so who knows…" She shrugs. "I really, really loved that house! Plus, I would be next door to the Lopezes, just like old times."

"Auntie Mel, come play with me!" Sofia suddenly pleads from the playground.

"I'll be right there, monkey!" Melissa replies, throwing a smile at me before getting up while I'm sitting in shock, trying to process what she just said. God… That woman cannot live next door to my in-laws! That would mean that she would be around all the time, whenever we are in Lima!

I try to shake off these unpleasant thoughts by focusing on my Sofia, even if she's playing with Mel. It takes a while for me to calm down but fortunately, there's nothing like my little peanut to put a smile on my face. She's just so full of life and genuinely enjoying herself, whatever she's doing! I will never get tired of all her cute giggling…

As Sofia and Melissa make their way back to me, they are stopped by an old woman who chats with them for a few minutes.

"And how old are you, Sofia?" I eventually overhear the lady ask my little girl.

"Almost 4!" She replies with pride, showing four fingers.

"Oh wow you're a big girl!" The old woman says, before turning to Melissa. "Your daughter is absolutely adorable, you must be very proud!"

"She's not her mother!" I immediately shout in an outraged tone, getting up from the bench. "I am!"

"Oh…" The woman says, visibly embarrassed. "I'm… I'm sorry… I just assumed that…"

"Yeah well you know what happens when you assume!" I say with anger, sending her a death glare before grabbing Sofia's hand.


ON THE NEXT EVENING – AT HOME

"She's finally asleep…" I say, joining Santana and Melissa on the living room couch. "It's really hard for her to go to sleep after dancing together, she gets too excited."

"I know…" Santana says, handing me a glass of wine. This time, I take it because I definitely need some alcohol in me to stand another evening with Melissa. "How did rehearsals go today? Are you ready for the recital?"

"It went well! Seriously, Sofia is really talented! And I'm not saying that because I'm her mom. She's the most talented kid I have ever seen!"

"Well… I'm not surprised!" Santana says with a proud smile. "You and I could only have awesome kids!"

I smile back at her, squeezing her hand. "We should rehearse again tomorrow though… Can you watch the boys in the afternoon?"

"Yeah I can." She replies. "I have to swing by Paramount studios in the morning but since we're shooting musical numbers tomorrow afternoon, Artie can take care of that by himself. And I'll have Mel to help me with the twins!" She adds, smiling at her friend.

"What did you guys do this afternoon by the way?" I ask.

"We took the boys to the zoo." Santana replies. "It was Mel's idea!"

As soon as she says this, I feel unprecedented rage in my chest. The twins had never been to the zoo before and Mel is the one who got to take them for their first time? And I missed it?!

"Look, we took pictures!" Santana says, showing me her phone.

I'm so pissed that the more pictures of my boys I see, the more I drink until my glass of wine is finally empty and I have to get a refill.

"You might want to slow down a little, honey…" Santana says as I'm gulping my second glass of wine.

"I'm just thirsty I guess… But you're right, I better go get a bottle of water." I add, even though it's just an excuse for me to take a moment for myself and calm down.

When I return to the living room, Melissa and Santana are busy making plans for the next day.

"How about we take the twins to the beach?" Melissa suggests and I instantly feel furious, even more than before.

"So… Mel…" I suddenly say, cutting them off. "What's new with you? Are you seeing anyone?"

"Britt…" Santana says, her mouth open in surprise.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" I ask in my most innocent voice. "For once, I can sit down with you two so I thought I would try to get to know your friend better." I say. "You know, Mel… Santana and I still know a few people in Lima, we could set you up on a date with a nice guy…"

"Oh… um… I… I…" Melissa mumbles.

"Unless you prefer a woman… We also know some cute lesbians." I say. "Was your last partner a man or a woman?"

"Brittany!" Santana says louder, frowning at me, and I practically can hear her thoughts: "What the hell are you doing?"

"If you'll excuse me… I… I need some fresh air…" Melissa suddenly says, making her way towards the front door.

"Are you happy now?" Santana asks me in a reproachful voice, shaking her head in disapproval before running after Mel.


A/N: So what did you think of this chapter, did you enjoy the bachelorette party? Brittany's anger built up for a while but she finally had enough... What do you think is going to happen now?
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