''Go QT!'' Brittany and Santana cheer jumping up as they watch their baby boy rush through the middle of the youth soccer league's team three months after they celebrated their birthdays, Santana smiles proudly as he manages to sprint past the last defender easily taking the ball with him and cheers as his teammate scores right after Quinton passed the ball towards him in the penalty area.
''He just tricked out the goalkeeper.'' Brad breaths out in amazement as they all cheer the little boys on, he shakes his head as he sees the proud grin on Brittany and Santana's faces and laughs. ''Nothing can erase that grin off of your face right now.''
''Nope.'' Brittany breaths out chuckling. ''Our sweet boy is a natural talent.''
''Just like his mom's are.'' Quinn tells her grinning.
They all turn back to the field as Santana shushes them and chuckle watching Quinton observe his opponent and rushing forward the second he notices where he tries to pass the ball, Susan shakes her head giggling as she hears her daughter and daughter in law cheer loudly as he easily intercepts the pass and turns to her daughter, husband and Quinn standing beside her. ''Quinton will probably receive a huge ice cream cone after the match.''
''More like after their match.'' Amelia corrects while nodding her head to the proud mothers cheering their baby boy on. ''We will all cross the street to the stadium so they can kick asses before winter break.''
Brittany keeps her eyes on the field wincing as one of the defenders managed to make her son trip and frowns as he keeps rubbing his elbow after the referee walked over to make sure he is okay. ''He injured his elbow.'' She tells her wife softly as they watch Quinton place the ball down to take the penalty kick, she intertwines their hands as she hears her hum knowing the both of them are fighting with the thought to rush onto the field to check on him and sighs. ''He is fine.'' She whispers loudly enough for the both of them.
''As fine as we are after a tackle.'' Santana grumbles.
''Now you know how we feel.'' Quinn tells them as she hits their arms. ''He is just as stubborn as the both of you.''
Amelia just laughs as they rub their arms with a grimace still keeping their eyes on the field and jumps up cheering with them as Quinton scores easily and holds both thumbs up as he runs to the sidelines to celebrate with his team and look at them, she glances towards her sister and sister in law as they hear several parents coo and grins as she notices Quinton blowing them a kiss and the both of them just looking at him with a proud smile. ''Can they be any cuter?'' She asks her girlfriend softly.
She chuckles as she just shakes her head and wraps her arms around her waist from behind. ''Let's see if they can keep up the Pierce's winning streak, Baby-bear started, mommy and mami-bear will probably continue.''
''We sure will.'' Brittany breaths out grinning after both teams left the felt Quinton's team winning with three against two, she turns on her heels keeping her arms wrapped around Santana and glances at the time. ''Tennessee will have no chance tonight.'' She tells them grinning. ''Let's go wait for QT near the entrance.''
They follow their parents and sisters as they just nod their heads walking down the steps of the bleachers to meet up with Quinton just outside of the building and notice several opponents also spread around the parking lot to wait for their children.
''It's no wonder that we lost, have you seen the striker who took the penalty kick?'' Santana just turns her head as she hears someone talking about Quinton and raises an eyebrow as she sees three snobby looking mothers talking near the entrance of the school.
''We did but what has he to do with out kids losing?'' Another woman asks in confusion.
''That is the Pierce kid, son of professional captains and Strikers Santana and Brittany Pierce.'' The first woman replies with a huff. ''That kid grew up with soccer, I am sure they both forced him to participate on this team.''
''Why don't you ask before trying to spread a rumor?''
Santana looks behind her in surprise as she hears Brittany's voice and bites her lip as she sees the hidden anger in blue orbs, she turns to the three women raising an eyebrow as they turn to them in surprise and shrugs. ''Our boy loves playing soccer that is why we signed him up, if he wouldn't want to play, we wouldn't have signed him up.''
''Mommy, mami!'' They both advert their gazes to the door as it slams open right after hearing their baby boy call for them and groan softly as he crashes against their legs before they can reply, Santana chuckles as he starts rambling about the match and crouches down to hug him properly.
''That was amazing mijo.'' She compliments kissing his forehead. ''So proud of you QT.''
''Those were some awesome goals baby-bear.'' Brittany whispers with a grin as she joins her wife crouching down in front of him, she hugs him as soon as he stepped out of his mami's embrace and kisses his still wet hair. ''You have to teach me your penalty kick, that was perfect.''
''Mommy you know how to score with a penalty kick.'' Quinton tells her giggling. ''I don't have to teach you that.''
''It's never too late to learn a new kick QT.'' She tells him winking as she stands back up, she takes his bag from him and shoulders it. ''Ready to go?'' She holds out her hand helping Santana up as soon as she took it and smiles lovingly as Quinton immediately slides between the both of them to hold their hands as they cross the street to walk to the stadium.
''Good luck Snixx and Dragon.''
They both turn their heads as a voice reaches them before they can open the gate leading to the V.I.P area and their changing rooms and smile as several parents from their sons team just nod their heads.
''Thanks.'' Santana breaths out with a grin, she opens the gate watching her wife and son lead their family to their seating area away from the roaring crowd and takes off her promise, engagement and wedding ring. ''Mijo?'' She asks as they walk into the v.i.p section right behind the dugouts with a perfect view on the field, she walks over to him as he turns on his heels and takes off her necklace with his name holding the four items out for him. ''Will you hold on to this until we finished the match?''
She slides the rings onto the necklace as he nods his head with a big smile knowing that normally his aunts or grandparents keep them in their purse and holds her hand out for Brittany, she takes the three rings from her chuckling as she watches her immediately rub her fingers knowing she also hates the feeling of their bands leaving her fingers and slides them onto the necklace too.
She opens the little pocket attached to Quinton's shorts and slides it in making sure to close it again. ''Just keep it in there okay?'' She whispers as she kisses his forehead.
''I will mami.'' Quinton promises with a grin, he pats his pocket and hugs her tightly. ''Good luck mami, show Tennessee who is the best.''
''I will.'' Santana breaths out chuckling, she stands up as he walks over to his mommy to hug her tightly and nods her head as Brad, Susan, Quinn and Amelia just shoot her thumbs up silently wishing her luck.
She turns to her wife as she walks over and smiles. ''Ready?'' She intertwines their hands as she nods her head and walks out of the room after they both kissed Quinton's forehead once again.
Two hours later, second half Gotham leading with 4-2 both captains having scored twice.
Santana winces as she watches her wife collide with the goalpost after a harsh shove from one of the defenders and sprints over hearing the referee blow his whistle, she drops to her knees sliding over the short distance and braces her hand against the goalpost to make sure she won't bump into Brittany.
She sighs as she hears her groaning behind her hands and gently grabs her wrist. ''Lower your hands Britt-Britt.'' She murmurs softly, she raises her free hand the second she sees blood covering her forehead and hands and clicks her tongue as she tries to cover her eyes again as the lights blind her. ''No don't touch it.'' She whispers.
She slides over lifting her head as the medic drops down beside them and lifts Brittany's head placing it in her lap, she turns to the med as she hears him murmur about leaving the field and shakes her head. ''We already used all three.''
''Will continue.'' Brittany grunts out. ''Just give me a painkiller.''
''You have a concussion Brittany and a cut on your forehead.'' He breaths out frowning as he cleans the cut apologizing as she winces.
''Yeah bandage it.'' Brittany groans out as he touches the wound. ''You have a pill here?''
''Open up.'' Santana just whispers after she grabbed a painkiller out of the bag, she grabs a water bottle noticing the other girls taking the break to drink and nods her head as the referee turns to them silently asking if she can continue.
She helps Brittany sit up as soon as she took the pill with a sip of water, grabbing a towel out of the bag and wets it with the water in her hand. She gently dabs away the blood from her temple and shakes her head. ''You and your talent to go in head first.'' She grumbles eyes locking on blue orbs filled with pain. ''You sure you can continue?''
She drops the towel as she just hums and holds out her hands to help her up, she places her hands on her hip as she staggers a bit and raises an eyebrow. ''Exactly how much is your world spinning right now?''
''Much.'' Brittany grunts out as she leans forward bracing her hands on her knees. ''Take the kick.'' She continues glancing up at her wife forcing a smile as concerned brown orbs lock on her own. ''We only have five more minutes left so I will take it easy, take the kick or let Vas take it.''
She straightens up as Santana nods her head jogging over to the girls to tell them about their plan and looks around, she locks eyes with Vasquez as she sees her watching her in concern and calls her over.
''Cap?'' Vasquez asks after she immediately ran over right after Santana told her that she will take the kick.
''You will take it right?'' Brittany asks catching the ball the goalkeeper throws to them, she hands her the ball as she nods her head and pats her shoulder. ''Take the left corner, the goalie favors her right and mostly jumps in that direction.'' She advises softly so only Vasquez picks up on it.
''Also swap position with me.'' She requests. ''We only have a few more minutes left but I don't think that I can rush forward, take the front with Lopez and I will take the middle.'' She murmurs as Vasquez places the ball down on the penalty spot, she pats her back as she nods her head and walks back as the referee blows his whistle once signaling that they used up their time to talk and prepare.
She covers the bandage on her forehead blinking away the dizziness knowing she definitely has a concussion and smiles slightly as Vas easily scores with a beautiful hard kick send into the upper left corner, she high fives her as she sprint past her to celebrate and slowly walks back to their half.
''Dragon!'' She just shakes her head hearing their coach's concerned call and slowly holds her thumb up silently telling her that she will be fine, she takes Vas's position watching her take hers beside Santana and slowly nods her head as her wife looks over her shoulder to ask if she's alright.
She falls back as they all rush forward opting to defend with the rest instead of rushing forward like she normally does and swallows thickly as she feels her stomach churning, she turns to Johnson after blinking away the dizziness once again and just holds up her hand knowing she will understand.
She walks to the sideline as soon as the referee blows his whistle knowing his assistant holds up his board with only her number on it and closes her eyes as she feels Santana's arm curl around her waist to help her off of the field. ''That bad?'' She just nods her head and swallows thickly.
''Fucking dizzy.'' She breaths out.
''Med can you take her to the changing room please?'' Santana asks as soon as they reach the dugouts. ''She is dizzy, I think she needs to lay down.''
Johnson nods her head and turns to their med. ''Please stay with her.'' She turns to Santana as soon as the med and their physical trainer help Brittany into the building and raises an eyebrow. ''That bad?''
''Definitely a concussion.'' Santana breaths out with a shake of her head. ''Let's hope she will be fine after laying down for a bit.''
''You want off too?''
''Nah I know she is in good hands, we can't leave the girls alone.'' Santana replies winking. ''Only three more minutes.'' She breaths out turning on her heels after Johnson nodded her head, she sprints back onto the field just nodding her head as the girls all pat her back knowing she is dying to check on Brittany and takes the ball from Mewis silently telling the team that she will throw in.
After five minutes of just passing the ball around no team trying to rush forward, Santana grabs the ball handing it the referee as he blows his whistle and sprints off of the field knowing the girls will stay behind to celebrate with the crowd.
She slows down to a jog as soon as she sprints into the building and walks into the changing room, she looks around frowning in confusion as she sees no one around and turns on her heels rushing into the bathroom as she hears someone throwing up.
''Britt-Britt.'' She breaths out in concern jogging over to her wife throwing up and their physical trainer Emily standing behind her to soothingly rub her back.
''I think you need to take her to the hospital Lopez.'' Kylie their med tells her frowning in concern.
''No hospital.''
Santana sighs hearing her wife's choked out protest and shakes her head. ''I will take her home.'' She murmurs softly as she takes Emily's spot, she crouches down behind her wife gently running her hand up her back and turns to the two standing near them. ''I will take over, can you tell coach that we will go home?''
She turns back to Brittany as they nod their heads walking out of the bathroom and kisses her shoulder as she slowly reclines back against her. ''Can you stand up?'' She slowly pushes herself up as she nods her head and helps her up, she leads her over to the sink grabbing the mouthwash someone placed near the sink and holds it out for her wife. ''Rinse your mouth.'' She whispers softly. ''I will text the group to meet us at the car.''
She walks to her locker as Brittany hums and quickly grabs both of their bags and phones, she walks back into the bathroom after sending Quinn a text knowing she is practically glued to her phone and slides it into her pocket.
''San?''
She hums as she hears Brittany's soft voice and walks over to wrap her arm around her waist to lead her out of the room. ''I think we need to stop at a pharmacy.'' She turns to her in confusion and raises an eyebrow.
''Why?''
''I don't think the dizziness and throwing up has to do with the crash against the goalpost.''
''You mean?'' Santana asks with widened eyes, Brittany just nods her head and bites her lip.
''It's almost two months after we went to the clinic, I think it was successful.''
Santana just blinks leading her through the building towards the parking lot and bites her lip. ''I will quickly walk to the one around the corner of our house with Quinton.'' She whispers. ''I don't think we want to explain everyone why we need to stop at a pharmacy.''
She squeezes her hip softly as she nods her head and leads her to the car seeing everyone already sitting in their seats, she shoots their baby boy a grin as he opens the door for them and helps her wife in leaning over her to kiss Quinton's head. ''Mommy will be okay mijo, she just needs some cuddling tonight.''
She sits back in her seat as he immediately reaches for their intertwined hands grinning as he slides their respective rings onto their fingers and takes the necklace he holds out for her, she leans back in her seat as Amelia drives off knowing Brad and Susan are following in Brittany's car and turns her head to look out of the window.
Flashback two weeks after their birthdays.
''Are we moving too quickly?''
Santana turns her head to look at her wife as she navigates them through the city after dropping Quinton off to spend some time with his uncle and smiles slightly. ''I don't think so, we both know what we want and we already planned most of it during our honeymoon.'' She replies softly. ''Are you havi..''
''No, no second thoughts.'' Brittany reassures softly. ''It's just..'' She pauses biting her lip as Santana parks their car in front of the clinic and smiles slightly. ''We started talking about it two weeks ago and called them up and made an appointment for the next day.''
''It would be quick for people who aren't together for thirteen years and married for five and a half mi amor.'' Santana breaths out with a grin. ''We both know what we want and just want to make it happen.'' She adds softly as she reaches out to run her hand over Brittany's abs. ''I can't wait to watch you enjoy the wonders of being pregnant though.''
''Will you love me through weird pregnancy cravings?''
''You loved me through pickles with nutella or peanut butter.'' Santana tells her chuckling. ''I don't think things will get nastier Britt.''
''Mom craved tuna with caramel sauce.'' Brittany deadpans. ''It does get nastier.'' She breaths out laughing as Santana turns to her in disgust, she takes off her seat belt as she sees that it's almost time for their appointment and smirks. ''Let's go harvest some eggs.''
''Oh honey.'' Santana breaths out sarcastically through her laughter as Brittany snickers. ''You make it sound so romantic.''
''I know right.''
She rolls her eyes as Brittany just smirks and shakes her head. ''Be glad I love you, you idiot.''
''Oh I am.'' Brittany breaths out holding out her hand, she smiles lovingly as they lock eyes and wriggles her fingers. ''Ready to see if we will be mom's again?''
''More than ready.''
