CHAPTER 27

A/N: Many thanks to BrittanaAus, kelenhermitha, Mostories, Michelle and Olivia for the reviews and to those who reached out on social networks! A lot happens in this new chapter but as I promised last time, I have covered Brittany's pregnancy a bit more and included Abuela moments. But we also see what happens to Santana following her speech at the Glee season launch party. Enjoy!


THE NEXT DAY (AFTERNOON) - AT HOME

It's finally weekend and today is one of those sunny summer days with a nice fresh breeze… I'm laying in our new hammock with Britt and Sofia and I'm pretty sure that this is what heaven must be like… It feels so good to relax at home with my girls, especially after such an eventful season launch party last night. I still don't know what will happen to me at work, but I guess that I will find out soon enough… probably on Monday. In the meanwhile, I intend to hide away from the world and just enjoy time with my family.


LATER THAT DAY (EVENING TIME) – AT HOME

After spending the whole day in the garden, I'm now all cuddled up with my sexy lady on the couch. We are watching a talk show on TV as Naya is one of the guests. This was recorded a couple of weeks ago, long before the season launch party.

"She's totally winning the audience over!" Britt says after watching the first minutes of Naya's interview. "She's good!"

"She's good at everything…" I comment. Rivera will never cease to amaze me.

"Yes because the character that you play on Glee, Santana Lopez, actually exists in real life." The host says.

"Yes, Santana is our showrunner." Naya replies. "She's the one who created the show… which is obviously based on her real life. And she's involved in all aspects of Glee, whether it's the scripts, the shooting, the music…"

"Is it true that she wrote Songbird herself and proposed to the 'real' Brittany with that song?" He asks.

"Wow, you are well informed! But yes, that's correct!"

"You sang it beautifully on the show!" He comments. "I was really impressed!"

"Thank you so much!" She replies with a big smile. "I really love that song! I was praying for the chance to sing it on screen, you don't even know how much I bugged Santana about this!" She laughs and I chuckle along, remembering how she used to bring up 'Songbird' every single week and tried to bribe me with whatever she could think of.

"I was so happy when she finally included it in one of the episodes, and… obviously, I really wanted to do the best job possible because I know how special this song is to her and her wife." She adds.

"That's the perfect transition for my next question because on the show, Santana uses that same song to reveal her love to Brittany. And now that they are both single, with no one standing in their way… are they finally going to get together?" He asks.

"I hope so! I have only read one script so far so I don't know what will happen but I'm like you all: I am dying to see them as an official couple! I mean, knowing the real 'Brittana', it's hard for me to picture anything else! But who knows…"

"I heard that you actually shot the very first Brittana kissing scene already last season, as part of the 'duet' episode… But that scene was eventually cut…" He adds as Naya nods in confirmation. "Was that your first kissing scene with a woman?"

"Yes, actually it was."

"How was it?" He asks, making her laugh.

"Well you know, I can't complain… There is worse than kissing Heather Morris!" She adds with a mischievous smile. Her comment immediately earns loud woos from the audience.

"Are we ever going to see that kiss on screen or any other Brittana romantic scene?" He asks.

"I'm afraid that it's not my call but… I know that there is a lot of enthusiasm for that pairing, I see it every day on social networks! So if you want to see romance…" She says, turning to the audience. "… make sure to be vocal about it! Ask for it on social networks, use the 'Brittana' hashtag… because the people that can make it happen will see it and hopefully you'll get what you want!" She adds, raising her hands.

I can't help but smile. Naya never misses on an opportunity to promote our storyline.


A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER (MONDAY) – AT PARAMOUNT – SANTANA'S OFFICE

"At least you're not fired…" Quinn says, in an attempt to cheer me up.

"I'm suspended, Q… So I might as well…" I reply, placing my personal effects in a box.

"Maybe I can talk to Lee…" She suggests.

"No, Quinn… Don't. I'm sure that he's the reason I'm suspended! And I can't blame him, I humiliated him in front of the whole network! I wouldn't like it either if someone was going behind my back like that." I say. "But I have no regrets, he left me no choice! I tried to discuss the lesbian storyline with him for a whole year and he constantly ignored me."

"But I want to help, San…" She replies.

"If you really want to help me, don't go against Lee right now, Quinn… Just like I suspected, he put you in charge. At least with you, I know that the quality of the show will be maintained and that it will remain true to our Glee club. You know the characters and the real storylines as well as I do. I really need you and Artie to stay put, otherwise God knows what they will do to this show."

"Fine…" She says in defeat. "On one condition though: you have to continue writing scripts with me! It's your show, San… I know how much work you put into Glee, it's not right to exclude you from it! If we review scripts together at home, Lee will never know! And if the network still wants to censor the Brittana kisses, I promise that I will find another way to show that they are in love!" She adds, getting increasingly upset.

I squeeze her hand and nod in approval before hugging her. "Thanks, Q. For everything."

"What are you going to do… ?" She asks.

"I don't know…" I shrug. "Since the network has not yet voted on the lesbian storyline, I think I'm going to call Fisher and ask him who has voting powers. Then I will track down these people and I will try to convince them to support that storyline… If they allow it, it will be a massive win for me and hopefully I will even get my job back… But to be honest with you, I don't think that Lee would let me come back here… " I reply. "We will see… In the meanwhile I will focus on my family."


A LITTLE WHILE LATER – AT PARAMOUNT

I'm walking towards the parking lot, carrying my box in my arms, when I hear Naya calling me from behind. "Lopez, wait up!"

I didn't even know that she was at Paramount, there was no shooting or rehearsal scheduled today. The cast is supposed to come to work only as from tomorrow, for the table read.

"Is it true? You were suspended?" She asks in disbelief.

News travels fast… I guess she ran into Quinn.

"Yeah… I'm afraid it's true…" I reply, placing my box on the floor.

"But… it's your show!" She says. "You can't let them do that!" She adds, staring into my eyes.

"I'm not giving up, Naya… I promise. But right now, I don't have a choice…" I reply before engulfing her in a hug.

"You're the only Santana Lopez here now, make me proud…" I whisper in her ear, as she hugs me back.


A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER – AT HOME – MORNING TIME

I wake up to the feeling of Brittany's lips on my neck and of her hands on my body.

"Morning…" She smiles once I open my eyes.

"Morning…" I reply with a raspy morning voice. I hug her carefully and realize that we're both still naked from last night.

"You know, I could easily get used to this morning sex routine…" I add, as she nibbles at my neck. "It reminds me of our honeymoon."

"I think we have even more sex these days than we did on our honeymoon…" She chuckles.

"Most probably…" I confirm while caressing her body.

Brittany has reached the horny stage of her pregnancy, much like I had during my own. And I'm absolutely loving it! Having sex first thing in the morning definitely puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day, all the more because she usually jumps me at least once more later in the day. Too bad that she can't stay pregnant forever, because that definitely works for me!

This has actually been the silver lining of my suspension from Paramount. I don't have to go to work in the morning - and neither does Britt since they closed the dance school for the summer – so I can stay in bed with my wife and do unspeakable things to her.

I adjust my position under the sheets and it doesn't take long before we start making out. As I swirl my tongue with hers, my hand plays with her boobs for a while before sliding down her round belly and land between her legs. She's as wet as I expected her to be, making me smile into our kiss.

I'm about to rub her clit when I suddenly hear "mama" behind us, making me instantly stop.

Oh my God… Please let this be a bad dream! This is the moment I'm going to wake up, right? There is no way that my daughter would be in our bedroom right when I have my hand between her mom's legs, right?!

I throw a horrified look at Brittany who seems just as stunned as me.

"What do we do?" I mouth, in a complete panic.

"Sheets…" Britt just mouths back.

Right... The sheets are covering our bodies so fortunately Sofia can't see what we were doing. I'm not sure that she would understand it anyway but I don't want to risk traumatizing my kid. I remove my hand from Brittany's crotch while she tries to pretend that everything is completely normal.

"Hi peanut!" She says.

"What are you doing?" Sofia asks as she moves closer to our bed, looking at us.

Yeah… I guess that this is not exactly the position we usually are in when she comes to our bedroom in the morning. I want to say something but nothing comes to mind. Or at least nothing appropriate.

"We're… hugging." Brittany innocently replies.

"Okay…" Sofia comments before climbing on our bed.

Seriously, is she actually going to join us in bed right now?! Kids really don't get the principle of boundaries!

I roll to my side in defeat as Sofia lays between us, fully separating me from my hot wife.

Not fair.

"Why you're not wearing your pajamas?" our little one asks, turning first to Britt and then to me.

Great. I was hoping that she wouldn't notice but of course these little fuckers always notice everything.

"Huh… We…" I mumble as she looks at me with curious eyes.

Oh fuck it, I'm not in the mood to find appropriate excuses anyway.

"When you grow up and get married, you will also sometimes sleep without any clothes." I reply.

"Why?" She asks.

Because if you find a spouse nearly as hot as mine, you will spend your time naked! But of course, I can't tell her that.

"Aren't you cold?" She adds before I can say anything, looking at me.

"Mama is always hot…" Brittany interferes with a smirk while I roll my eyes.

It's really time to make Sofia stay in her room. It's summer, she doesn't even go to daycare, why on earth does she wake up so early and why does she sneak into our room like this? I can't allow this any longer!


A LITTLE WHILE LATER – AT HOME

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, my chin resting on my hand and I watch Sofia chatting with Brittany while they are having breakfast. Now I remember why I didn't want children too fast… That little monster monopolizes Britt all the time! I was here first, kid, I have priority!

This morning was off to a good start but now I'm sexually frustrated and definitely cranky.

And of course, that is the moment that Abuela chooses to send me her ridiculous baby names.

FROM "ABUELA": Jesus?

I immediately type my reply.

TO "ABUELA": I prefer Judas.

Hopefully that will shut her up for a while.

"Ok you can go watch one cartoon but after that we turn off the TV." Britt tells Sofia. My beautiful blonde has barely finished her sentence that our daugher runs to the living room.

FROM "ABUELA": Judas, isn't that Hebrew? I thought you wanted a Spanish name?

God, Abuela needs a crash course in sarcasm! And of course she remembers that I want a Spanish name but yet she never seems to remember that I also want a CUTE name for my boy!

"You have barely touched your breakfast, San." Britt suddenly says, looking at me. "Not hungry?"

"I was hungry for you…" I pout in frustration and she giggles at my reply.

"Don't be grumpy, San… I promise we'll resume our 'morning routine' later…" She adds, wiggling her eyebrows before giving me a deep sensual kiss.

Good Lord, woman, why are you teasing me like this…


ON THE NEXT DAY (EVENING TIME) – AT HOME

I get back home after spending the afternoon and part of the evening at the recording studio. Berry has harassed me lately to go record a duet with her. I didn't feel like it because Rachel tends to work on my nerves when I spend too much time with her but after what she did for me at the season lunch party, I couldn't refuse. And since she's going back to New York in a couple of days, it was now or never…

Once I enter my bedroom, I see that Brittany is in bed but she is still awake. She's reading her dance book out loud to the twins and I get flashback from my own pregnancy, back when she used to teach dance to an unborn Sofia.

"Hi!" She smiles as I join her in bed.

"Hi honey…" I reply, kissing her lips.

"And hello to you, my babies…" I add, placing two soft kisses on her belly before caressing her stomach.

"Did you miss your mama?" I ask the twins, making Brittany smile.

She opens her mouth to comment when something unusual catches us both off guard.

"Oh my God, did you feel that too?" She asks me, with open eyes.

"I did!" I reply with a wide smile. "Somebody is definitely kicking!"

It's the very first time that the babies kick! Although I'm not sure if only one did or both.

"I'm sure it's because they heard your voice!" Britt says, making me smile even wider.

When we had our baby fight, one of the reasons I didn't want another kid was that I feared I wouldn't get excited by babies' first times anymore. Because we had already experienced them all with Sofia… But I was wrong… I am completely excited right now and as I see the happy smile on Britt's face, I'm grateful to share this kind of moment with her.


A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER – AT HOME

"I brought the latest scripts I worked on…" Quinn says. "We also started shooting the first episode of the season… I feel like an impostor though…" She adds, shaking her head. "You should be the one bossing people around on set!"

"Well usually you're the one bossing me around, Q…" I laugh. "So I'm sure that you're doing an amazing job! Seriously… Glee is like my fourth baby but I fully trust you and Artie with it..." I add, squeezing her arm.

"Do you know more about this mysterious network vote?" She asks.

"I talked to Fisher over the phone the other day and he said that seven people have voting powers on that matter. Fisher is one of them of course, there is Tara Williams and well, also Lee… And the four others are… Kenneth Brooks, Patricia Thompson, Grace Martinez and… Dan Myers."

"Dan Myers?! Oh gross, that guy is the worst!" She comments.

"I know… He is a pig but let's see the silver lining: he is probably the type of guy that gets turned on by watching two women making out. So even if it's not for the right reasons, he might support the lesbian storyline." I say as she pouts in disgust.

"Are you going to approach them all then?" She asks.

"All of them but Lee, because I'm pretty sure that he will vote against me anyway… But it's going to be tricky because I have to find a way to talk to the others without him knowing…" I reply. "Fisher also said that he would put up a good word for me when he talks to the other representatives."


A FEW DAYS LATER – AT HOME

Brittany has left the house, to drive Sofia to Mike and Tina's. Since I'm alone, I take the opportunity to sit at the piano as Rachel asked me to compose a song that she wants to dedicate to Finn. Thanks for the pressure, Berry! I don't know how the fuck I'm going to compose music that is good enough to do justice to a guy like Hudson! At least she wrote the lyrics herself and I must confess that it's a beautiful text. I never doubted that she loved him but it's even more obvious when I read those words.

I even looked at old pictures of Finn to find inspiration and I got all nostalgic… I really miss Squishy tits and I'm sad that my kids will never get the chance to meet him.

Despite my best efforts, I'm completely failing at composing music today but fortunately a text puts me out of my misery.

FROM "NAYA RIVERA": This place is really not the same without you, Lopez :-( And the fact that I play your role makes me miss you even more! Can we meet soon for drinks?

TO "NAYA RIVERA": Miss you too, Rivera! I'd love to! What about tomorrow night?

FROM "NAYA RIVERA": It's a date!

I notice that I have another unread text… from Abuela! Of course.

FROM "ABUELA": Cristobal? It's original, there are not many boys named like that!

TO "ABUELA": Gee I wonder why! No thanks, I'll pass!

FROM "ABUELA": Luis then?

TO "ABUELA": Like La Bestia? I'm not giving my son the name of a serial killer!


A FEW DAYS LATER – AT PARAMOUNT

I'm sitting on a chair outside the meeting room, waiting for the network representatives to call me in. I wouldn't normally be allowed to witness the vote but they invited me out of courtesy, since the lesbian storyline is the story of my real marriage.

The door suddenly opens and I see Fisher looking at me.

"Santana, please come in." He says and I follow him into the meeting room. The famous seven representatives are all sitting next to each other in a line, behind a table. I feel like I'm on trial but it's basically what this is.

"Santana... At the launch party, you announced your plan to openly show a lesbian relationship on Glee, which would include romantic scenes." Fisher recaps. "Before we proceed to the vote, we need to ask you if you still wish to move forward with that plan?"

"Yes, I do." I reply in a steady voice.

I know that I risk being fired but I don't want to run this show any longer if that storyline is not part of it.

"As you know, such controversial storyline has to undergo a vote from the network and the seven people that you have in front of you were nominated to vote on this topic. We have heard your arguments at the launch party and examined the data from the study you ordered." He adds. "We have also monitored the activity on social networks, particularly the hashtags related to Brittana. So we believe that we have all elements at hand to make a decision. We will now proceed with the vote to the following question: For or Against a lesbian storyline that includes romantic scenes?" Fisher adds.

"I will go first and my colleagues will follow." He says. "I vote For." He adds.

One vote for me but that was not a surprise, Fisher always said that he would support the storyline.

It's now Kenneth Brooks' turn. I tried my best to convince him when I visited him a few days ago but he is a conservative father of four and I have a bad feeling. "Against" He says, confirming my suspicion.

"Against." Patricia Thompsons adds immediately after him.

Fuck.

It's Grace Martinez' turn now. She's a Latina so I hope that she will show solidarity and support me. But as soon as she says "Against", my hopes vanish. It's 3 against me already, for just 1 in my favour. If anyone else votes against my proposal, not only will the lesbian storyline be officially discarded but I will probably be fired from Glee.

Tara Williams is next. Come on lady, you have a gay son, please please support me. She stays silent for a while, as if she was having a last minute debate with herself.

"For." She finally says timidly, in a whisper.

I turn to creepy Dan Myers. I can't believe it but I'm actually hoping that he is going to listen to his dick.

"I'm all for the lesbian scissoring." He says, making me want to throw up. This guy is truly disgusting.

"It's a tie." Fisher comments. "We have 3 votes in favour and 3 against. Lee… it's up to you to break the tie." He adds.

Well that's it then, I'm fucked… After what I did, there is no way that Lee is going to support me.

He is looking at me in silence but I can see a fucking smirk on his face. Yeah… I bet you must really be enjoying the power of shattering my dreams… I'm going to lose my show and my job. But you will not win, Lee Paulblatt! I will find a way to show lesbian romances on TV, even if it's not on the Fox network! I owe it to all these girls who are going through the same struggle I once faced as a teenager.

"For." He says out of nowhere, completely surprising me.

Wait, what?!

"4 votes in favour. The lesbian romance is allowed on Glee." Fisher concludes. "Congratulations, Santana!"


A LITTLE WHILE LATER – AT PARAMOUNT

After the vote, I can't wait to announce the good news to Quinn, so I walk towards her office when I spot Lee in the hall. Our eyes meet and I suddenly feel the need to talk to him.

"Why did you allow the storyline…?" I ask him, confused.

"I'm not anti-lesbians, Santana. Frankly, even if you would decide to make Glee the gayest show in the history of TV, I wouldn't care. My only goal is to make this show successful and prove to the network that all projects I touch turn into gold." He says.

Wow, he certainly didn't lose his arrogance…

"I carefully read your study." He adds. "That was clever of you to order it I must say. And I do believe that the rating will go up with the lesbian storyline, so let's do it... That being said, if you ever cross me again, I'll fire you and put Quinn Fabray in charge permanently. Are we clear?"

"Understood." I say. "Thank you, Lee."

"Don't thank me because I'm more than ready to make your life a living hell the minute the ratings go under an acceptable threshold. So get to work now and make sure that Glee remains a success." He replies.

"I'm no longer suspended?" I ask.

"No… You're officially reinstated, Ms Lopez-Pierce. Congratulations."


ONE WEEK LATER – AT THE ZOO

Brittany and Sofia teamed up against me to convince me to go to the zoo with them and I eventually gave in… But I must admit that I'm having a good time. They have a lot of animals here and seeing both of my girls enthusiastic is the cutest thing. I'm not sure which one of them is the most excited! I have spent more time looking at them than observing the animals though. I just can't get enough of watching Brittany with her twins babies bump, holding the hand of our adorable little girl.

But when Sofia started doing her little bathroom emergency dance - as we call it – I had to take her to the nearest toilets, leaving Britt observing the koalas alone.

When we come back, I find Britt talking to someone.

Until I recognize James... Fucking hell, not this guy again!

"So where is Santana?" I overhear him ask Brittany.

"I'm right here!" I reply, making them both turn to me. "I'm never too far from my wife and my twin babies."

"Who is that, mama?" Sofia suddenly asks, looking at James.

"Nobody, mija." I reply, staring him down.

We are all stuck in an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds until Sofia suddenly addresses Britt. "Mommy, they have giraffes, come see!" She says in an excited tone, tugging on her hand.

"Go ahead honey…" I say, to encourage Brittany to go with Sofia, while I keep looking at James. "I'll join you in a minute."

Britt hesitates but as Sofia keeps insisting, she eventually walks away. I'm pretty sure she's going to keep an eye on us though.

"So… twins?" He asks. "They're yours?"

"Yes, they're mine." I reply. "All of them are mine." I add, referring to Brittany and Sofia as well. "It's time to admit that you have lost, James. Despite the challenges, my marriage remains strong. Brittany and I are going to live our life together and raise our three children. So would you do us a favour and just disappear?" I say, walking away without looking back at him.


ANOTHER WEEK LATER – AT PARAMOUNT

I'm working on my script, trying to write a romantic Brittana scene but somehow I totally struggle! I'm not completely satisfied with what I wrote because I want those scenes to be good, to be amazing even!

I'm interrupted by a text. Great, it's the crazy name lady.

FROM "ABUELA": Justo? It means fair.

TO "ABUELA": That sure wouldn't be fair to impose that awful name to a baby boy.

FROM "ABUELA": Ok what about Ignacio? It's the name of my priest.

TO "ABUELA": Of course, Ignacio is a priest! No one with such name would get laid!

Seriously is she fucking kidding?

I suddenly hear someone knocking on the open door and I smile big when I see that it's my lovely wife.

"Britt! I didn't know you were around!" I say, immediately getting up to give her a kiss.

"Well, Quinn called me, saying that she left her glasses at our house last night when you two were writing scripts, so I brought them over. I had no idea that she was wearing glasses by the way!" She says.

"Yeah, it's new… Grandma Fabray can't read without them!" I reply.

"You also need them, San!" She says, teasing me, pointing at the glasses I'm wearing right now.

"Yes, but Fabray looks like a grandma when she has them on, while I look hot!" I reply, confident.

"True, you do look hot with your glasses. And with that whole skirt suit too by the way…" She adds, looking at my current outfit.

"I had a meeting with the network representatives this morning so I had to dress up…" I reply.

"It's very, very sexy…" She whispers, wrapping her arms around my neck, before kissing me.

We kiss for a while until I notice that she is unbuttoning my shirt.

"Britt, what are you doing?" I ask, pulling away from the kiss.

"That shirt is in my way." She replies before capturing my mouth in another kiss. Somehow she has found a way to fully unbutton my shirt by the time I manage to pull away from her lips.

"Britt… We can't do this here! I'm at work…" I reply, trying to button up my shirt without success. Britt's hands keep wandering on my body, making it impossible for me to reach the buttons.

"So… ?" She comments, as if that was not a problem.

"So… what if someone comes in!" I protest.

"You said that you already met with the network representatives and I saw that Quinn is very busy on set with the guest stars, no one is coming!" She says. "Except you maybe." She adds, wiggling her eyes before kissing my neck.

That leaves me completely stunned, God knows that I have seen Britt horny before but this, it's a whole new level! I come out of my stupor once I feel her hands on my ass. "Ok, Britt… come on…" I say, trying to pull away. "Sofia already walked in on us at home, I don't want to relive that embarrassing situation, and certainly not at work."

"No one will walk in on us, San. We'll just lock your door and close the blinders, and it will be fine." She replies. "But if you don't want me right now, I can go home… It's your call." She says, locking her lusty blue eyes with mine.

"Do you want me to go?" She whispers, her lips dangerously close to mine.

"No…" I whisper back.


A FEW DAYS LATER – AT PARAMOUNT – SANTANA'S OFFICE

"You wanted to see me, San?" Quinn asks.

"Hi Q! Yes… I need you to do me a favour... Can you make sure that no one comes see me today? And I'm also going to give you my phone. Could you please filter my calls and messages?" I ask. "I can't write lately and I'm super late on schedule, I need to focus without distraction."

It's really been a disaster lately. I can't write at home because Brittany keeps distracting me with her sex overdrive and it's also difficult at Paramount because I keep being interrupted by everyone else.

"Ok, sure." She says, grabbing my phone.

"You can pick up my calls if I get any, but I don't want to be disturbed. Unless it's Britt, OK?" I say, and she nods in understanding. "Oh and my Abuela sends me dozens of messages with baby names, but you can just ignore those."


A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER – AT PARAMOUNT

"San…" I suddenly hear Quinn say out of nowhere, startling me.

"What the hell, Fabray! No one taught you to knock?" I reply in an angry tone, before noticing the unusual look on her face.

"What's going on?" I ask, frowning in confusion.

"You got a call a few minutes ago so I picked up and… it was the hospital…" She says. "Brittany… she… she had a car accident…"

As soon as I hear those words, I immediately feel in shock, and it's like time has stopped. I can't feel my legs and if I was not sitting, I'm sure that I would have collapsed on the floor.

"What…?" I manage to whisper. "Is she OK?"

"They said that she has a head injury and that she's unconscious… That's all I know but... it sounded serious, San..." Quinn adds with a sad look and I can hear the worry in her tone.

I'm trying to process the news but it feels like I'm watching a movie right now. Brittany, my Brittany is hurt...? No... This can't be real!

I feel tears running down my face. "What about the twins…?" I ask, sobbing.

"I asked, but they couldn't tell me anything… They know that she's pregnant but they have to run tests to see what impact the accident has had on the babies…"

God, this is a fucking nightmare! Everything was going so well for us! And now... my wife and our babies are in the hospital?

I suddenly get up. "I have to go there! Where are my keys?" I ask, looking everywhere around the room.

"San..." I hear Quinn say but I don't pay attention to her. I have to find those damn car keys!

Once I finally find them and I am ready to run to my car, Quinn stops me by grabbing both of my arms. "San, wait." She says.

"Get the hell out of my way, Quinn!" I suddenly shout but she doesn't let go of my arms.

"I swear that I will beat you down if I have to!" I shout even louder. "I have to go to the hospital! I have to be with them!"

"You're too emotional to be driving right now, San! Give me your keys, I will drive you there. Think of Sofia, she already has one mom in the hospital, I can't let anything happen to you!" She replies.

"Oh my God, Sofia…" I say, widely opening my eyes. "Britt was supposed to pick her up at daycare today! What if she was in the car too?"


A/N: Thoughts…? Please don't hate me… This was mostly a happy chapter but there are also dramatic moments in this fanfic, and this is one of them… I'm afraid that you will have to wait for the next chapter to find out more but this accident will have consequences…

Please review... I hope that at least, you enjoyed the cute and horny moments as well as Abuela's messages. And that you were also happy that Santana could keep her job. What will be the consequences of the car crash...? Thanks for reading and for your reviews, I hope you're still with me!