Two months later.
''Hey Santana.''
Brittany raises an eyebrow looking up from her seat on the bleachers as she hears a flirty voice directed at her wife and tilts her head as she watches the newbie on their team, the one they recruited straight from college walking over to her wife and crosses her arms on her chest as she watches her trying to run her finger down Santana's biceps with a flirty grin as they talk.
''Uh-oh, keep the Dragon in B.'' Katherine warns as she climbs up onto the bleachers as soon as she sees the look on her face. ''You know that your wife will shoot her down.''
Brittany just shakes her head as she watches the girl check Santana out and turns to her coach with an eyebrow raised. ''Does she live under a fucking stone?'' She huffs out. ''It's not like we keep our relationship a secret, basically everyone knows that I am pregnant by now.''
Katherine just blinks clearly hearing the anger and emotions in Brittany's voice and gulps thickly knowing the hormones already kicked in. ''She will find out the second San starts gushing, don't doubt your wife B.''
''I don't doubt her.'' Brittany grumbles. ''I just hate skinny bitches hitting on my wife.''
''You are not fat.'' Katherine tells her frowning, she glances down at Brittany's bump as she just huffs and sighs. ''You have two adorable mini Snixx's and Dragon's growing in your bump B, they need the room to be healthy and develop the way they should.''
''You are making sure they have the room and that they won't harm each other in there.'' She continues as Brittany just scoffs. ''Santana loves you and it's clear for everyone to see that so don't let a newbie put doubts into your brain.''
She drops her head as Brittany just stands up and shakes her head as she watches her walk down the bleachers and into the building, she blows her whistle the second she hears the door slam closed and sighs. ''Snixx!''
She nods her head to the building as soon as she locks eyes with her right after she looked around for Brittany and slightly shakes her head, she climbs down the bleachers as she jogs towards her noticing the other girls just wince all of them having seen one of Brittany's hormone fits before and reaches out to pat her shoulder. ''Skip this training.''
''Hormones?'' Santana just asks biting her lip, she groans as Katherine nods her head with a sympathetic smile and sighs. ''What triggered it this time?''
''Her words or mine?'' Katherine asks as is starts drizzle lightly.
''Hers.'' Santana murmurs as she slips into her street shoes knowing she can talk better as soon as she knows what her wife is thinking.
''Skinny bitches hitting on you.''
Santana drops her head and groans. ''And she only observed her body language?'' She runs her hand down her face as Katherine just hums and sighs. ''Yeah I will skip, thanks coach.''
She sprints off of the field as Katherine just shakes her head gently patting her back and rushes into the building, she jogs down the hall to the TV room knowing her wife will be sitting on the couch and walks in.
She frowns looking around as she doesn't see her and turns on her heels to check the other rooms, she checks the changing room last grabbing her phone out of her locker and immediately dials Brittany's phone number still grumbling softly.
''Still here S?'' Mewis asks as she enters the room first dripping wet.
''Yeah, you had a run in with the water bucket again?'' Santana asks in amusement.
''Nah it's raining hard as fuck right now.'' Mewis grumbles as she fights to get out of her shirt. ''Coach canceled training.''
''Oh fuck no.'' Santana grumbles immediately sprinting out of the room, she sprints towards the parking garage unlocking her car mid sprint and dials Quinn's number.
''Lucy, is B with you and Ames?'' She asks the second she hears her greeting.
''Nah she can't be with C or Puck either, they are with us. What's up?''
''She left training after a newbie hit on me, she won't answer my calls.'' Santana grumbles as she drives out of the garage. ''She probably walked home.''
''Want us to check?''
''Nah I am on my way, ask Ames to try and call her though maybe she will answer.''
She taps her steering wheel squinting through the windshield as she hears Quinn tell Ames to call her sister and shakes her head. ''Fucking hormones.'' She grumbles softly
''Never mind.'' She suddenly calls out as her eyes land on a soaking wet Brittany walking down the side walk towards their house, she jumps on her brakes ending the call after promising Quinn to keep her updated and throws her passenger door open. ''Get in mi amor!''
She bites her tongue as she shakes her head continuing her path and speeds up, she jumps on her brakes again after driving a few feet and jumps out of the car jogging back to Brittany. ''Britt come on, it's raining and you are only wearing a shirt.''
''No just go home.'' Brittany grumbles. ''I will go to ma and pa.''
''That's a twenty minute walk!'' Santana yells over the rain. ''Please get in B.''
''No! Go to that flirting skinny bitch!''
Santana just blinks slowly, locking eyes with Brittany after she finally raised her head and sighs inwardly as she sees the insecurity in her eyes. ''And why would I do that?'' She jumps as a clap of thunder blasts through the thick air between them and frowns as she watches her wife shiver. ''Get in the car, if you still want to go to ma and pa I will drive you.''
''No! Just leave me alone!''
''Get in the fucking car Brittany Susan Pierce! I am not asking!'' Santana yells as Brittany tries to walk past her once again, she bites the inside of her cheek as blue eyes flashing with anger lock on her own and points to her car. ''Now!''
She sighs in relief as Brittany walks to the car after glaring at her for a solid minute and shakes her head, she wipes her face turning her head as she hears a car come to a halt right behind hers and looks over.
''Hey Santana, you need help?'' Preston asks as she steps out.
''No thanks, I am fine.'' Santana replies shortly as she keeps her eyes on her wife.
''Oh come on gorgeous, let me give you a lift home so we can get to know each other be..'' Preston cuts herself off as her eyes land on a seething blonde the second she reached the beautiful Latina and gulps thickly as she hears her growl over the rain.
''Britt no.'' Santana whispers curling her arm around Brittany right after she slid out of the car knowing the insecure part got overshadowed by the need to kick ass, she turns to Preston and nods her head to her car. ''Just like I said, we are fine so thanks for offering but no I am happily married and don't want to get to know you or any other woman better.''
''Take her advice and fuck off.'' Brittany growls blue eyes flashing.
''You married a bitch.'' Preston deadpans. ''I am giving you an..''
Santana's jaw drops as Preston falls back with a grunt right after Brittany's fist hit her jaw and quickly tightens her hold around her wife's waist as she tries to get out of her hold. ''Nope, calm down mi amor.'' She grunts out pushing her back in the car, she plants her hand in the middle of her chest as she struggles against her and glares. ''Stay the fuck in the car.'' She leans down as she continues growling and sighs. ''If not for me, do it for them and calm down too.''
She turns her head to look at Preston, inwardly smirking as she sees her still cupping her jaw and just shakes her head. ''I am married to the most beautiful and loving woman I know and I am almost a hundred percent sure that you saw the post that she is pregnant, so be wise and leave before I can't hold my hormonal triggered wife back again.'' She warns making sure Brittany can't hear her.
She slams Brittany's door closed after activating the child safety and walks around the car ignoring Preston grumbling, she slides into the drivers seat and shakes her head. ''Home or ma and pa?'' She asks as she notices Preston slowly scramble up.
''Home.''
She drives off after hearing her grumble and cranks up the heater as she notices her shiver. ''Siri send text to dad.''
''What shall I send?''
''Can you please pick up QT, will pick him up tomorrow ask Q for info.''
She hums as Siri repeats the text and sighs as she hears Brittany still grumble, she reaches over pushing the button to activate Brittany's seat heating system and shakes her head. ''Please never do that again.'' She whispers softly.
''What?''
''You know what.'' She breaths out glancing over at her. ''I know you are only three months pregnant, but a cold will knock you down and I am sure that your blood pressure is high as fuck too!''
''I am fine.''
''Fine my ass.'' Santana grumbles as she takes a right turn into their street. ''You are shivering, soaked and seething.''
''That skinny bitch had the guts to flirt with you knowing that we are together!'' Brittany defends loudly as soon as Santana parked her car in the garage. ''I know that I am far from the person you fell in love with, but I can't just sit still and watch someone hit on my wife!''
Santana just watches her slide out of the car flinching as the car door slams closed and drops her head groaning loudly. ''Fuck no.'' She quickly slides out of the car as she watches Brittany walk into the house and follows her throwing her arm out as she tries to slam that door close too. ''Nope, you don't get to run off this time.''
''Who made me fall in love with her?'' She asks as she follows her into the kitchen, she shakes her head as she just shrugs and crosses her arms leaning against the door frame. ''Don't ignore me, who caused me to fall in love Brittany?''
She slams her hand against the door frame as Brittany tries to slip past her still ignoring her and shakes her head. ''Don't walk away from me.'' She gently grabs her arm tightening her hold as she tries to pull out of her grip and pulls her over to one of the kitchen chairs, she pushes her down into the one still scooted back and crouches down in front of her. ''Answer me.''
''My ski..''
''No not like that, who caused me to fall in love?'' She asks cutting her first reply off.
''Just like I tried to say.'' Brittany growls as they lock eyes. ''My ski..''
''No there is absolutely no need to put a fucking skinny in front of your answer.'' Santana replies glaring at her. ''I fucking fell in love with you Brittany Susan Pierce!''
She shakes her head as she opens her mouth to reply and closes her eyes to take a deep calming breath knowing that if she starts yelling that Brittany will yell too. ''I fucking fell in love with you.'' She repeats this time much softer. ''Not with your looks, but with the person you are.''
''Fuck B you are carrying two of our little loves.'' She breaths out sighing softly. ''You are making sure they will develop perfectly and make sure they have the room in there to grow and not annoy each other.''
She gently covers her bump and locks eyes with her. ''Yes the first time we met I definitely fell in love with your looks but I fell for your gorgeous blue eyes, the second we started talking I fell in love with the complete package and along the years I fell even deeper in love with you.''
''You don't even know how much I love you Brittany and it just grew the second I found out that you are carrying two little angels, I absolutely love experiencing all of this with you but it hurts to hear you doubting me the second someone hits on me.''
''I don't…''
''It sure feels like it, you ran off the second she started flirting with me not noticing that I told her to stop before she even had the chance to start fully.'' Santana murmurs with a soft sigh. ''Running off is one thing, but I think what hurts the most is knowing that you not only risked getting a cold but also that tiny-bear and mini-bear are stressed as fuck because you are.''
''I am fine.'' Brittany pauses and bites her lip slowly running her hand over her bump. ''We are fine.'' She corrects.
''Tell me that again tomorrow.'' Santana murmurs with a soft sigh. ''Because you are far from fine.'' She slowly stands up and holds out her hand. ''Now let's get you out of your clothes and into dry ones, I will make dinner.''
''Santana..''
Santana just shakes her head and sighs. ''Go change and take a shower, I will make dinner.'' She repeats silently requesting a pause before she explodes, she walks over to the kitchen counter silently telling Brittany that she really just needs a moment and gulps thickly as she hears her slowly walk out of the kitchen.
She reaches into her jeans pocket taking out her phone and glances at the text messages she received, she opens Quinn's message after thanking Brad once again for picking Quinton up and shakes her head as she reads it.
From Q: Let me know if you need to talk, I know you are hurt because you think that she is doubting you but she isn't it's her pregnancy brain babe.
She pinches the bridge of her nose after grabbing a can of tomato soup and places the pot on the stove after throwing the can in, she grabs eight slices of bread deciding to make grilled cheese and tomato soup and types out a reply.
To Q: She is home and showering, I will be fine after we talked a bit more Q. It was just too much at once and B decked flirting bitch after she tried hitting on me once again after she noticed my car parked around the corner of the training field, I am making dinner right now and she is taking a shower so we can both calm down we'll talk tomorrow. Love ya.
After placing the grilled cheese on two plates, she glances over her shoulder as she hears footsteps and forces a small smile as Brittany walks in with the home blood pressure monitor. She walks over as soon as she sat down trying to slide the cuff on and gently swats her hands away, she slides it up her arm as soon as she dropped her hands allowing her to do it and crouches back down in front of her.
''Feeling?''
''Through the roof.''
She just nods her head having expected that answer and pushes the button, she stands back up as the gentle vibrating sound fills the otherwise silent kitchen and walks back to the stove to continue fill two bowls up with tomato soup. ''Tomato soup and grilled cheese okay for dinner?''
She walks back over carrying both plates and places one along with one of the bowls in front of Brittany as she just hums, she looks at the monitor as it beeps and breaths deeply through her nose as she sees the numbers flashing up at her. ''129/83.'' She murmurs with a shake of her head. ''Too high B.''
''I know.''
''Please go lay down after dinner, allow your body to relax.''
''Santana..''
She just shakes her head and slowly stands back up. ''We're fine, just give me a moment to come down.'' She whispers as she kisses her forehead. ''I don't want to be the reason that your blood pressure spikes up even more.''
''Mh you do know that my body reacts to yours right?'' Brittany just asks with an eyebrow raised, she shakes her head as Santana opens her mouth to reply and gently tucks on her still soaked shirt. ''Please go change into something dry yourself, one of us knocked down with a cold is enough.''
''Let's eat first.''
''No go change first.''
''Brittany.''
''Santana.'' She repeats in the same pissed off tone. ''You are shivering just as much, don't be so fucking stubborn and change.''
''I am the stubborn one?'' Santana asks pointing at herself with an eyebrow raised. ''I am not the one pregnant with twins and hauling my ass through the fucking rain declining to drive back home with my fucking wife!''
''I am also not the one doubting my wife's love and loyalty and tried to push her to an and I quote 'Skinny bitch' just because I watched one little part of the fucking conversation!'' Santana stands up straight shaking her head as she hears the blood pressure monitor beep once again knowing it warned them for another rise and bites her tongue. ''I will change, eat something Britt.''
She turns on her heels before Brittany can reply and walks out of the kitchen, she jogs up the stairs not noticing Brittany following her munching on a grilled cheese and walks into their bedroom.
She whips her shirt over her head throwing it into the bathroom so she can hang it up later and walks over to the closet to grab a dry shirt after taking off her wet bra, she grabs her favorite worn out Carmel shirt freezing as she feels warm hands on her abs before she can even raise her arms to slip the shirt on and bites her lip.
''I didn't doubt you.'' She hears Brittany's soft whisper still munching on the last bite of the grilled cheese she took. ''I doubted myself.''
''How the f..''
''I doubted myself because I acted like a huge bitch the past three weeks.'' Brittany continues before Santana can continue. ''I don't fucking know how to fight against the amount of feelings and hormones coursing through my body and it's fucking with my head, I never doubted you, your love or your loyalty, but I do doubt myself because right now I am not acting like the wife you deserve Santana and I am just afraid to lose you the second you notice that.''
''Just like you just said.'' Santana whispers with a soft sigh. ''The hormones are fucking with your head and I know that Brittany, I don't and can't blame you for that but I am begging you to not blow up on me whenever some chick comes near because that makes me feel like you are doubting me and that you think that I will leave you for the next best willing vagina running around.''
She turns in Brittany's hold slowly wrapping her arms around her shoulders and sighs softly as tired brown orbs lock on tear filled blue orbs. ''I love you and only you Brittany Susan Pierce and I don't need anyone else, I know that the hormones are trying to overtake every sane piece of your mind right now but that doesn't make me love you any less.''
''Hell it makes me love you even more because I know that Bert and Ernie are triggering those hormones which means that they are happily growing inside of you.''
''Bert and Ernie?'' Brittany breaths out laughter filling her voice. ''Please never call them that again.'' She shakes her head as she sees the corner of Santana's mouth pull up and sighs. ''I am sorry.''
''You are forgiven.'' Santana whispers as she gently runs her hand over Brittany's bump. ''Just please never do something like this again, you don't even know how much it hurt the second I realized that you are walking through the pouring rain probably doubting every ounce of yourself.''
She lifts her head to lock eyes with her again and sighs. ''I will talk to coach tomorrow and tell her what happened before Preston can, I am sure she will kick her off so I will tell her to recruit Kitty and Marley.''
She pulls her in a hug as soon as she nodded her head and turns her head to kiss her temple. ''I love you Britt-Britt and I can assure you that no one can make me feel what you make me feel, I am yours forever, proudly so.''
''I love you too San.'' Brittany whispers softly against her dark still wet hair. ''Are we..''
''We are more than okay.'' Santana assures her effectively cutting her off once again. ''Let's go downstairs and eat something, after that we can cuddle up and watch a movie.'' She adds softly as she pulls back to put her shirt on. ''Noah and pa will go suit shopping with QT tomorrow so we can sleep in and just spend the evening cuddling with him after they brought him home.''
She smiles as Brittany just hums and quickly takes off her jeans, she slides into a pair of yoga pants and straightens back up to peck her lips. ''Come on, I know you already munched on a slice of grilled cheese but you need to eat a bit more mi amor.''
She intertwines their hands as she just nods her head with a sheepish grin and leads her back down the stairs, she walks into the kitchen feeling one of the bowls and shrugs as she feels that they are still hot. ''It's still hot enough.'' She murmurs as she slides one of her grilled cheese slices over to Brittany. ''How is your hand?''
''Fine.'' Brittany murmurs with a sheepish grin. ''Did I really strike?''
''Judging the blooming bruise I saw, you sure did.'' Santana replies in amusement. ''She will carry that reminder around for a few weeks, damn babe.''
''She talked shit.'' Brittany defends shrugging. ''Mom taught me to flush shit down, with the way she went down I definitely hit the flush button.''
Santana burst out laughing the second she hears her explanation and shakes her head. ''You are such an idiot.'' She breaths out giggling, she reaches out intertwining her right hand with Brittany's left as she watches her dip her grilled cheese into the soup with her right and smiles lovingly. ''I can't thank god enough for finally make us see what is right in front of us exactly thirteen years ago in a week.''
''I can't either, you are stuck with me forever love.''
''Ditto mi amor.'' Santana breaths out with a grin, she reaches out to run her hand over her bump and smiles lovingly. ''I can't wait to meet tiny and mini bears.''