Alright I received a lot of opinions on last chapters note, most saying they want to see Brittana handle the unexpected pregnancy because they never read a fic like that before. I also received some opinions that it's too early for them to go through that, so you all have until tonight to decide how this story will run.
A few replies to your reviews:
B3th3rb3rt: I will add flashbacks of their college time yes but not about what happened to San, I don't think the guy will escape but that doesn't mean that there won't be some kind of revenge for B.
Cissou28: Of course she will be, she has a huge support group.
Brittany sighs inwardly as she feels the tenseness in her girlfriends posture as they walk out of the changing room in their robes and bites her lip glancing around at the group noticing her sister, Quinn and mom keeping a close eyes on them.
''Hey dad?'' She asks an idea popping into her head as her dad walks out of his changing room.
''Yes Britt-Bear?'' Brad asks with an eyebrow raised, biting back a smirk as he sees the look in his daughters eyes.
''Mud bath?'' Brittany asks smirking.
''Oh no.'' Susan whispers, her eyes widening.
Santana giggles and shakes her head looking up at her girlfriends. ''Nope no mud baths for you or your dad.''
''Why?'' They both whine.
Santana raises an eyebrow and chuckles as Quinn and Amelia cover their mouths laughing. ''Do you really have to ask?'' She giggles as Brittany just smiles sheepishly while Brad shakes his head and tugs on her hand. ''Come on, let's go enjoy a massage.''
Brittany just follows her, shooting her dad a glance and winks as he just nods his head with a knowing smile both planning on making it the funniest massage San ever had. She walks inside all of them having requested a female and lays down on the connected massage table right beside Santana, she turns to the woman walking up to her and smiles slightly. ''Only legs and feet please.''
''Yeah I wouldn't like to touch your back or shoulder after the match yesterday, congrats by the way.''
Santana turns her head to look at the woman and chuckles as she sees Harris's mom. ''Hey Mrs Harris.''
''Hey girls.'' Mrs Harris mutters with a grin. ''I hope you all like the group of woman I picked out for your massage today, I know only Britt had a stressful match but I think you all would like some relaxing.''
Brittany chuckles as she hears her girlfriend just hums and makes a mental note to shoot Harris a thank you text knowing she is the reason for her mom doing this massage without actually knowing why, she intertwines her hand with Santana's, smiling in relief as she feels her relaxed hold and glances at the group slowly nodding her head to tell them that she is okay.
''Seriously I don't know what if I help you relax or not.'' Harris's mom mutters after twenty minutes. ''Your thighs and calf are rock hard.''
Brittany just smiles as Santana giggles and shrugs. ''I'm a soccer player, what do you expect?''
''A bit more fat like my daughter has.'' Mrs Harris deadpans.
''Give her a few months one on one with B and she will have the same muscles.'' Santana mutters laughing.
''Please don't, now I want to have chicken wings for dinner.''
''Did you just compare my legs to chicken wings?'' Brittany asks frowning as everyone burst out laughing.
''The honey ones or BBQ?'' Santana asks giggling.
''Honey, always honey.'' Everyone replies in unison, Santana shakes her head and smirks.
''Nah B isn't so sweet.''
''You know I love you.'' Brittany grumbles. ''But shut up.'' She adds as everyone laughs loudly.
She just rolls her eyes as Santana continues giggling and shakes her head, happy that her girlfriend is her crazy self and doesn't allow the angst to consume her.
Three hours later.
''Baaaaaabe.'' Santana whines. ''Where are we going?''
''You will see.'' Brittany just mutters chuckling as she parks her car at the beach, she slides out before Santana can drill her with more questions and walks to the back to grab the basket she picked up from home.
She walks around the car as Santana closes the door and holds out her hand after locking her car. ''Ready for our date Ms Lopez?''
''I still want to know.'' Santana pouts.
''I know and you will find out soon.'' Brittany tells her in amusement as she leads her over to the beach, she kicks off her shoes as soon as they reach the sand, kicking them aside, watching Santana do the same and glances around relieve filling her body as she sees that the beach is empty. ''Come on.'' She whispers softly leading her over to the big rock where they always sat during their homework dates.
She takes off her leather jacket after sitting down, placing it in front of her so Santana can sit down between her legs and opens the basket as she just reclines back against her with a grin. ''I don't have much planned.'' She confesses softly. ''I didn't know how you would feel after so I thought a picnic at our spot and watching the meteor shower would help you relax a bit.''
''That sounds perfect.'' Santana mutters with a big smile. ''Just like we always did after our homework sessions.
Brittany hums in agreement, taking out the sandwiches she prepared for them and places the paper plate in Santana's lap. She grabs two cans of coke, placing them down after opening them and chuckles softly as Santana holds up a sandwich for her right after, she takes it, leaning back against the rock being mindful of her injuries and kisses the back of Santana's head as she just relaxes fully against her, her legs stretched out in front of her with her ankles crossed.
''How are you feeling babe?'' Brittany asks softly after they finished their sandwiches in silence.
''Better.'' Santana whispers softly as she nuzzles her cheek against her shoulder. ''I am not the old one just yet but I do feel like the angst that took over me the past month lessened, I still tense when someone walks up from behind and touches me, or a stranger comes too close but Emma told me that it will take while to get that under control.''
''And your ribs are really all healed up?''
''Yeah they don't bother anymore but I have a check up next week, it's during training but I will probably come by and talk to coach afterwards. I think I slowly need to start back up with training, I don't want to play any matches yet but I need some kind distraction and soccer also allows me to clear my mind.''
''Do whatever feels right love.'' Brittany whispers softly as she kisses the top of her head.
Santana just nods her head, cuddling close and sighs softly. ''I will.'' She promises, she looks up at the sunset, intertwining her hands with Brittany's on her stomach and gulps thickly. ''I do feel bad though.''
''Bad?''
''Yeah because I am not acting like a girlfriend right now.'' Santana whispers sadly. ''Hell the kiss at the stadium yesterday, was the first kiss since almost a month, I just feel so fucking bad that I tense at your loving touch.''
''Santana.'' Brittany whispers sadly as she hears her sniffle. ''You just went through some indescribable hell, your mind and your body are focusing on something more important and that is on yourself.''
She shakes her head as Santana opens her mouth to object and gently cups her cheek, she tilts her head up so they can lock eyes and smiles sadly. ''I know that I am important too love, I did not want to tell you that I'm not, but your mental health and health in general are more important.''
''And you still are the best girlfriend.'' She adds. ''Our relationship isn't only based on making love and kissing Santana, it's based on so much more, it's based on trust, on strength but most of all it's based on us being ourselves and you are working hard to focus on that.''
''Since the first night, you still cuddle with me, you still let me hold you and you don't always tense baby so please erase the thought of you being a bad girlfriend because you aren't.'' Glassy blue eyes lock on tear filled brown orbs as Brittany tilts Santana's head up again and leans down to lean their foreheads together.
''I love you so fucking much Santana Lopez, I did back in high school, it only grew during our college years but now getting to live our dreams together made me realize that soccer isn't my real dream.''
''It isn't?'' Santana mutters frowning in confusion.
Brittany just shakes her head and smiles slightly. ''No, you are.'' She licks her lips as Santana's eyebrows raise in surprise, biting her lip as she pulls back a bit and smiles slightly. ''I love playing soccer, I love playing it with you but if I had to choose between you and playing, I would choose you because you make me the happiest.''
''Ever since we moved in together right after moving to Jersey, I just felt every little puzzle piece in my life click in place, I had you there with me, along with my sister and one of our best friends, I knew mom and dad were also just a phone call away but the person I needed by my side, slept right beside me.''
She gently runs her finger over the promise ring on Santana's pinky and smiles slightly. ''You are the love of my life Santana, you were from the moment we met and that will never change no matter what life throws in our path.''
''We fought through college and some jealous assholes or jealousy in general together, held each other at night after spending the day with Ames and Q separately because they thought breaking up was the best for them during college, held on to each other with Cedes in our middle on the couch after Puck broke up with her unable to maintain their long distance relationship, but most importantly you held me and you were my rock the day my grandpa died so suddenly three years ago.''
''Let me be your rock now.'' She pleads softly gazing into teary brown orbs, gently wiping away the tears that stream down tan cheeks. ''Just let me hold you, show you the strength you need and tell you how much I love you.''She whispers. ''Everything else is, is not important.''
''Sure it belongs to a relationship but it isn't an all day task baby.'' She mutters cupping both of her cheeks in her hand. ''I know you love me without making love to you and I hope you know that too, a kiss on the nose or forehead is also a kiss, it's still a kiss you only give your partner'' She bites her lip and smiles slightly. ''Or a parent.''
Santana chuckles tearfully and sniffles. ''Fuck Britt.''
''It's hurts like hell knowing what you had to go through San and I would take your pain immediately if I could, but all I can do is show you that you are not alone, show you the amazing strength you have and show you the amazing woman you are.'' Brittany just whispers.
''You are an idol for a lot of people baby, hell look at that little boy, you made his whole life with your kindness and the picture you took with him and his dad and the autograph you gave him.'' She wipes away Santana's tears again, ignoring the lone tear trailing down her cheek and sighs softly. ''You also made a huge impact on today's soccer world, without your input people would still look down on people who don't look American, on woman like us and teens wouldn't have the courage to live their dreams.''
''That one interview with that tournament newspaper dude, reached the front page of several newspapers around the States because you were the only one out of five interviewed that day that spoke the harsh truth and I couldn't be prouder of you that day and I can't be any prouder of you right now.''
''You lost your parents at a young age but you still fought hard to be successful in life and look at you now.'' Brittany whispers placing her lips on Santana's head as she just drops her head against her shoulder, a soft sob escaping her throat. ''You are not the darkness you endured, my love.'' She continues softly.
She tilts Santana's head back up, locking eyes with her and licks her lips. ''You are the light that refused to surrender and I am so god damn proud to see that and to stand behind you watching you fight.''
Santana just shakes her head, her feelings completely overwhelming her and sniffles softly. ''B.'' She breaths out, she cups the back of her neck, pulling her down and captures her lips with her own. ''I love you so much.'' She whispers against her lips, her voice cracking.
''I love you too Santana, so, so much.''