CHAPTER 34

A/N: Thank you to Olivia, BrittanaAus, May1217, Buffycl, brittnsan, pjay413, Itsskik, Jaclyne, Glassy85, Lina Jacob2 and Berrylucky5 for their reviews and to those who reached out on social networks. This is a "transition" chapter as part of it still takes places in Lima while the rest takes place in L.A. I alternate again between Britt and San's POV… Starting with Brittany.


IN THE CHOIR ROOM - BRITTANY POV

As soon as I told Santana that I remembered our wedding, she buried her face in the crook of my neck and started to sob hysterically.

I'm hugging her as tight as I can – which is not easy with a pregnant belly - and I keep whispering "I love you" into her ear, over and over, with the hope of comforting her but it seems that she's having some kind of meltdown.

After a few minutes, she pulls away a little to capture my lips in a kiss. It's gentle and slow but also desperate… as if she couldn't believe that I finally remembered her… But I do. I remember every little detail of our wedding… even how I panicked because she kept seeing me in my wedding dress or "that kiss that we couldn't have in front of friends and family because they would be too jealous…"

I can feel her tears rolling down my own face but I keep kissing her until she eventually calms down.


ON THE NEXT EVENING – AT SANTANA'S PARENTS'

Memories keep coming back to me and while they are sometimes about random details, I now also remember more substantial events of my life. This morning, I finally remembered Sofia's birth and I was so relieved that I even burst into tears… Of course, there are still things I do not recall but I'm confident that I will eventually get it all back…

We are now having dinner with the whole family and I'm having a great time! It even feels like a celebration because they all got really excited once I told them that my memory was progressively coming back.

Santana keeps looking at me with loving eyes, as if I was the most precious thing in the universe, and all I can think of is how much I want to make love to her. I think we both need to be together in that way but… there is always something preventing it from happening. Last night, we stayed out really late because it was our last night with the Gleeks and I was so exhausted that I immediately fell asleep after getting into bed. And this morning, it was not possible either because when I woke up, I saw that Sofia was asleep in our bed.

"You should move into a bigger house." Santana's dad suddenly says.

"We're not moving, dad!" She replies. "Britt and I love that house, it's our home!"

As soon as she says that, a whole set of memories unlock… mostly about how Santana and I spent months looking for a house and how desperate we were because we couldn't find anything suitable… We didn't have much money back then because we had invested most of our savings into the dance school. Even though San's parents gave us what they could to help us out and we were both trying to save as much money as possible, it was still a struggle.

Any decent house was just too expensive and anything affordable simply looked awful. I remember that once, San even got really mad at a real estate representative and told him that "no child of hers would ever live in such a shithole".

And then one day, as we were on our way to go visit yet another place, we got lost and randomly passed a house that was for sale. It immediately caught San's eye and fortunately, the owner was home and agreed to give us a tour. Santana had a massive crush on the house, she kept saying that she felt right at home and could "totally picture us living there!" Even though it was not very big, there were quite a lot of different rooms and most importantly, there was also a small garden with a pool! It was too expensive for us but the owner, who was a Hispanic lady, liked us. She said that Santana reminded her very much of her deceased daughter and she even offered to lower the price.

But we wouldn't have been able to buy it if it was not for D'Shon… He proposed to advance part of the money in exchange of San recording back vocals and me creating choreographies for him. It was a lot of work for us both but it was so worth it. Like Santana just told her dad, that's our home and I can't imagine living elsewhere… Fortunately, both the dance school and her Glee project eventually worked out and we have now fully paid off our debts and loans.

"It's cute but it's too small!" Her dad argues.

"It's not that small!" She replies, a bit annoyed. "It's actually bigger than here!"

"Yeah but this house was big enough for the three of us, mija!" He says. "But there will be five of you soon!"

Somehow that's still hard to believe but he's right… We will be five in just a few weeks…

"But you still have that room you don't use, right?" My mom asks. "You can put the twins in it!"

"We do…" Santana confirms. "But that's just going to be for one of the twins. I don't want them to sleep in the same room… otherwise they will both wake up whenever one of them cries. So we're also going to turn the upstairs guestroom into a child's bedroom. That way, our kids will each have their own room."

"You can't do that!" Her dad objects.

"You realize that you don't have a say in this, right?" She replies, upset. "Britt and I own the damn place, what we do with our house is our business!"

"Well, we gave you money to buy it! So I think it gives me the right to weigh in my opinion!" He says.

"No, it doesn't! And I paid you back!" San replies, raising her voice.

This kind of bickering suddenly sounds very familiar… I'm pretty sure that this happens every time Santana sees her dad… And the more I listen to them, the more I remember… Santana reluctantly took her parents' money when we didn't have any other option but it was really tough on her because… she's a very proud person who doesn't like to depend on other people! So as soon as we could afford it, she insisted on paying them back.

"And where will we stay when we come visit, Santana?" He asks.

"Are you even serious right now? Sorry to hurt your feelings but my kids are the priority, OK? So I will first make sure that they have all the comfort they need and only then, I will worry about the guests! But to answer your question, we plan to expand that little room we use as a home office so that it can fit a bed for guests. Satisfied?" She asks, irritated.

"Your home office?" He repeats with a frown. "There is no way you'll ever be able to fit a bed in there! Why don't you use that 'dance room' instead? It's bigger, you wouldn't even have to do any expansion work!"

Oh god… Santana is so going to lose it now…

"No one is touching the dance room!" She says in an angry tone, raising her arms. "In case you forgot, Britt is a dancer! And I'll be damned if my wife doesn't have a space to dance!"

"OK, that's enough, you two!" Maribel interferes and they both fall silent. "Could we just go through one dinner without all this drama? Please? Let's change subject now! Santana, what time is Mel coming over?"

Wait, what?

"I'm not sure, mami…" She replies with a sigh. "She was out of town this afternoon and she texted earlier to say that she was stuck in traffic…"

"Melissa is coming here?" I ask, surprised.

"Yeah, she wanted to see me before we leave, to say goodbye…" Santana says. "So I told her to come over tonight, that way she can also finally see my parents and Abuela."

"Oh… You also know her, Abuela?" I ask.

"Oh yes… There was a time where Santana and Melissa were inseparable! Santana even used to bring her to my house whenever she visited me, they had dozens of sleepovers at my place!" Abuela replies.

Seriously? I might still have partial amnesia but I clearly remember meeting Abuela for the first time, and that was just a few days before our wedding! Santana never brought me to her house before that but she brought Melissa for dozens of sleepovers?

"But I didn't mind…" Abuela says. "Melissa was a lovely girl and her parents were good people, they all went to mass together, every Sunday! And at least when Melissa was around, I didn't have to drag Santana's butt to church, she went voluntarily!" She adds as Santana rolls her eyes.


A LITTLE WHILE LATER – AT SANTANA'S PARENTS'

Melissa is here now and it's like everyone is under her spell, except me. As soon as she rang the bell, Santana stood up in excitement to go open the door. Then I watched San's parents and Abuela give her the warmest embrace, it really was like the prodigal daughter returned! And speaking of daughter, mine also likes Melissa now, just because she brought her a doll and kept telling her how pretty she was. Pff, kids are way too easy to win over... Even my parents seem completely captivated every time that woman opens her mouth…

"Martin's face was priceless!" Melissa says, after telling yet another "funny" anecdote and they all laugh along.

"God… you just made me laugh so hard that I'm even crying!" Santana says, wiping her tears, and I wonder if my wife even remembers that I'm in the room because it looks like "Mel" has her undivided attention… So to remind San of my existence, I place my hand on her thigh and although she places her hand on top of mine and gives it a gentle squeeze, she's too busy chatting with her friend to look at me.

"What was the name of that boy that kept following you everywhere?" Melissa asks Santana.

"Lorenzo!" She replies with a chuckle.

"Oh my God, I had forgotten about that boy!" Maribel comments.

"Lorenzo?" I repeat, trying to join in the conversation.

"Yeah… He was also from Lima Heights and he was obsessed with me!" Santana says, finally looking at me. "We were… 8 years old or so? He was harmless but he couldn't leave me alone!"

"And Santana completely broke his heart!" Melissa adds.

"I had to, he was seriously clingy! He even used to come by the house every weekend to bring me 'gifts': flowers, chocolates, drawings, toys… you name it!"

"I remember that!" Maribel adds, laughing. "It was so cute, he really had eyes only for you, mija! How did you actually get him to stop?"

"Well, first I told him I was already 'taken'!" She says, using air quotes. "By the way, isn't that the most hilarious thing you could hear from an 8 year old? 'Taken'?" She laughs. "Of course, I was totally single but I thought that it would get him off my back… But he asked me who I was with and I didn't know what to say! I couldn't mention any specific boy because I knew he was capable of asking that kid if it was true! So Melissa's mastermind came to the rescue! She told him I was with her!" She chuckles.

Yeah, I bet she did.

"But he didn't believe us…" Melissa adds. "So… we invited him to my house, pretending that it was to play with us but instead we made him attend our wedding!" She laughs and everyone joins her.

Wedding?

"Actually… now that I think of it, you never divorced me, San… So you are basically cheating on me with Brittany!" She says, making an offended face.

I know it's supposed to be a joke but it still pisses me off.

"I'm not sure of the validity of a wedding that was officiated by your 6 year-old brother…" Santana chuckles.

"Well, it was valid enough to get Lorenzo out of your hair!" Melissa argues.

Since my accident, Santana has repeated many times that I usually like everyone I meet, but I definitely do not like that woman. This is our last night in Lima and we were supposed to have a nice family dinner which has now somehow turned into the Melissa show.

And I can't help but wonder what would have happened if that girl had never left Lima… Would Santana and I still have become best friends? Would we have ever started a relationship… or would she have got together with Melissa instead? Maybe Mel would have been San's very first kiss rather than me… That's not so crazy considering that not only is she pretty but she has a lot of similarities with me: she used to be San's best friend and has blue eyes just like mine. And although Melissa's hair is now light brown, I saw old pictures of her and she was blond when she was younger. Definitely Santana's type.

And judging by the way San's face lights up, I can tell that she really loves being around her. I don't even see her this happy around the Gleeks or Naya…


LATER

Santana left the room to put Sofia to bed but it's been quite a while already and she has not yet come back. So I politely excuse myself to go check on my girls. Just when I'm about to open Sofia's door, Santana gets out of the room.

"Hey!" She whispers.

"Hi… I was just coming to see if you needed help. Is she sleeping?" I ask.

"Yeah…" She sighs. "She's finally asleep! It took a while, she was too excited! I had to read two stories for her to even close her eyes! What about our boys, how are they doing?" She asks, placing her hand on my stomach.

"I think they're asleep too now…" I reply. "They were pretty active earlier though…"

She smiles and presses her lips on mine but the kiss is so quick that I feel disappointed.

"May I have a longer kiss…?" I ask timidly. As much as I hate to admit it, I kind of feel insecure because of Melissa and I really need Santana to treat me like a wife right now, even if it's just for a few minutes.

She chuckles and pulls me into a longer and tender kiss. But much to my despair, she still breaks it too soon.

"Come on, honey…" She says, taking my hand. "Let's go back downstairs, I want to hang out a little more with Mel before she goes back home."

Yeah, that won't come soon enough.


EVEN LATER

The sound of laughter suddenly wakes me up and it takes me a while to understand where I am. Apparently, I fell asleep on Santana again but as I look around, I realize that we are still on the living room couch and that everyone else is still there, including Melissa.

"Sorry, Britt, did we wake you up?" Santana asks me before pressing her lips on my forehead.

"I huh… I don't…" I struggle to speak, I'm still very sleepy.

"Looks like you're tired, babe…" She says while the others are having a discussion of their own. "Maybe you should go to bed and get some rest, it's pretty late already."

I don't want to go to bed alone but she seems to be having so much fun that I don't think she will go with me. And I do feel too tired to stay up much longer, growing those babies takes all my energy…

"Maybe you're right…" I say with a pout. "But… can you wake me up when you come to bed?"

"Wake you up? But I don't want to interrupt your sleep, honey… We will have a long day tomorrow…"

"It's OK… Please, just wake me up…" I insist.

"OK, as you wish…" She says before giving me a kiss.


LATE THAT NIGHT – SANTANA POV

Everyone went to bed except me and Melissa… We are still talking in the living room while drinking that bottle of Rhum that my dad opened earlier. I'm slumped on the couch with Mel's head on my lap and I can't even feel my legs anymore. We're both pretty drunk.

"I still can't believe it, you know…" She suddenly says, struggling to articulate. "Last time we hung out together, we were what…? 16 maybe?"

"Yeah, something like that…" I reply.

"And now, look at you! Santana Lopez – the one who swore she would never tie the knot with anyone because she didn't want to lose her freedom – is a married woman! And you're a mom!" She says with open eyes and I can't help but chuckle.

"How did that happen?" She asks in disbelief.

"The answer to that question is pretty easy…" I reply. "Brittany happened…" I shrug.

"Well, I have to give her credit because she managed to do the one thing I never thought would happen: she actually tamed the wild Santana Lopez!" She says while I roll my eyes. "Seriously, I know we were pretty young but you've always been so independent… I didn't picture you as someone who would ever settle down!"

"What can I say…" I reply. "The heart wants what it wants…"

"Oh so you actually have one of those?" She teases.

"Ha ha, very funny!" I reply sarcastically.

"And here I was, thinking that Brittany had used sex to convince you to have THREE kids!"

"She actually does use sex as a weapon sometimes…" I laugh. "And it works because I have no strength of mind when it comes to sex! But that's not how she convinced me to have children… And to be fair, we only planned to have two kids! The third one was a complete surprise!"

"I would actually pay to see the face you made when you heard it was twins. That must have been hilarious!" She laughs.

"That's so not funny, Mel! That day, I went from one child to three! It actually tripled!" I say and she laughs even harder.

"But what about you?" I ask. "Do you want to settle down?"

She thinks about it for a few seconds. "Yeah." She finally says, nodding. "I do want that too… but as you know, I just got dumped like an old sock after 4 years of relationship, so… I don't think I could trust anyone anytime soon… unless it's someone I know well maybe…"

"Well… Being a single woman can be fun! You're free to do whatever you want! And whoever you want…"

"That's true…" She comments, taking the bottle from my hands. "Still… I hope to find my other half some day…"

"I'm sure you will!" I reply with a comforting smile. "You're a catch! And I know it's going to sound cheesy but I believe that whatever the road is, you eventually end up with the person you're meant to be with."

"Cheers to that!" She says.


LATER – BRITTANY POV

I wake up to the feeling of Santana's soft lips on mine.

"Hi baby…" She whispers, before trailing kisses down my neck.

"Hi… What time is it?"

"4:00 AM…" She replies in between kisses, caressing my body.

"What, really? How come you come to bed so late?"

Instead of replying, she captures my lips in her own again and I can taste the alcohol in her mouth.

"I just lost track of time…" She finally says. "Mel and I stayed up and discussed some juicy stuff… You know, the kind of things we can't talk about when my parents are around…" She adds before kissing me deeper and wandering her hands all over my body.

"Are you… drunk?" I ask.

"Maybe…" She replies with a smirk. "I don't know if I have had that much Rhum…" She says. "But that thing is strong! I even told Mel to crash on the couch, she was in no state to drive."

What? So Melissa will still be there when we wake up in the morning? God, how do I get rid of her?!

"I want you so bad, Britt…" Santana whispers, slipping her hand under my shirt while kissing the soft spot of my neck.

I definitely want her too but… this would be our first time since the accident and I don't want it to happen like this… It should be special! And if we go for it tonight, it's just going to be some kind of quickie because I'm completely exhausted and she's drunk…

"I'm sorry, honey but… I'm really too tired for sex…" I reply. "Could we just… cuddle?"

She sighs but nods in approval and gives me one last tender kiss, before snuggling up against me.


ON THE NEXT EVENING – LOS ANGELES – SANTANA POV

We're finally back in L.A but I should really keep in mind that it's a bad idea to drink Rhum until 4:00 AM when you have such a long trip on the next day… I had a killer hangover the whole time… It's a miracle that I didn't throw up on the plane! And it's also a miracle that I didn't murder my daughter because she just. wouldn't. shut up! It's like she wanted to dethrone Berry as the biggest blabbermouth! I miss the time she didn't know how to speak…

After ordering pizza for dinner, Brittany and I were so tired that we decided to unpack tomorrow and go to sleep early.

As Britt gets next to me in bed, I can't help but smile.

"What…?" She asks, curious.

"Nothing, it's just that… you're back in our bed…" I say, remembering how she used to sleep alone in our guestroom before going to Lima.

"I hope that's OK with you… because I plan to sleep in this bed every single night." She replies and that only makes me smile wider.

"I could not be happier, wifey…" I say and give her a kiss.


ON THE NEXT MORNING – AT HOME

"Good lord, woman…" I say, trying to catch my breath. "What was that?"

"I believe it's called 'love making'?" Britt replies with a chuckle, in the middle of her heavy breathing.

"Is it? Because I've made love before and let me tell you… this… this was even better!" I say in total disbelief. "I didn't even know it was possible!"

"It really was amazing…" She confirms with a smile before giving me a long loving kiss. Thank god, we still got it…

I lay on my side to face her and I can't stop staring at her… I'm completely lost in those mesmerizing blue eyes of hers… And it feels so good to be us again, I really missed this…

"So you have to go to Paramount today?" She suddenly asks, breaking the silence.

"Unfortunately…" I sigh. "I wish I could stay in bed with you all day…"

"Well, as much as I would love that, I have to go to the dance school to pick up some stuff anyway… I have been a couch potato long enough, I want to be useful now! And I feel ready to take on the administrative work…"

"That's great, Britt!" I comment with a smile. I'm so happy that she wants to work for the dance school again! That sounds a lot more like herself...

"Maybe we should call Mike to see if he can pick you up?" I suggest. "I'm afraid I won't be able to drive you there today…"

"Well… there is no need to bother him. We have the new car so… I can drive there by myself." She replies.

"Drive…?" I repeat. "No… Britt… it's not safe!" I suddenly say in a panicking tone as images of my wife laying unconscious flash through my mind.

"San…" She says, obviously surprised.

"No! Brittany, you could have died! The twins could have died!" I add, getting a lot more agitated.

"I just got you back and… we…" I trail off because my heart is beating so fast that I'm feeling dizzy all of a sudden.

Am I having… a panic attack…?! It feels like I'm going to pass out...

"I… I can't… breathe…" I managed to say through erratic breathing as her worried eyes meet mine.

She pulls me into a gentle hug and rubs my back slowly. "OK… Shh… I won't drive, baby… I promise…" She whispers. "It's going to be OK… Just breathe, San… Breathe nice and slow…"


LATER THAT DAY – BRITTANY POV

Santana eventually calmed down but I still can't believe how terrified she was at the idea of me driving again… I guess that my car crash has been a lot more traumatic for her than it has been for me. I actually don't remember anything from the accident and for once, it's something I do not want to remember! But I'm not sure how to handle this situation so… as soon as Santana leaves the house, I decide to call Quinn for some advice.

"But you have been in a car since then, right?" Quinn asks me over the phone.

"Yes!" I confirm. "It's usually San who drives me but Mike or my parents also drove me around and she never said anything!"

"So she only has a problem with you driving?"

"I guess so… I understand why she didn't want me to drive right after the accident, because I was still recovering and… I couldn't remember my way around because of my amnesia. But even then, I could remember how to drive! And now that most of my memories are back, I actually know how to get to the dance school! Why doesn't she trust me? I'm not even the one that caused this accident!"

"I know, Britt… But that sounds like she has some kind of PTSD… And honestly, it's not really surprising. You don't know what she went through when you were unconscious… She was so scared of losing you and the twins! It was heartbreaking…"

"I know it's been really tough on her… but… I have to drive again at some point! I have a job too… and we're going to have three kids soon! How are we going to manage that if she doesn't let me drive?"

"Why don't you start by driving around the neighborhood? And take San with you… That way, she can see that there is nothing to worry about…"


LATER THAT DAY – AT PARAMOUNT – SANTANA POV

I sigh as I arrive at Paramount, I'm really not up for this. I'm exhausted and I already know that it's going to be a long day… They're all lucky I had mind-blowing sex this morning otherwise I would be in an even worse mood than I already am.

I join Artie on set and take a seat. "Alright, Wheels… Talk me through it." I say before taking a sip from my coffee.

"Well… Yesterday, we shot all Act 1 scenes and also the Troubletones' performance… It went great, we're right on schedule! And today, as you know, we'll shoot a few Brittana scenes, one of them on location… Are you sure you're up for that? If you're too tired, I can do it."

"I'm fine." I lie. "Remember the deal? Brittana scenes are mine! Are Naya and Heather ready?"

"Yeah, they're ready to shoot, we were just waiting for you."


LATER – AT PARAMOUNT

After spending the whole morning at Paramount, we are now in the mini-van, on our way to another part of the city for the location shooting. While Quinn is in conversation with Naya and Heather, I decide to check my phone and see that I have a bunch of messages, four of them from Abuela. God… I already know what this is about and I really don't want to deal with this but I better read her messages first so I can get it over with.

FROM "ABUELA": Ruperto?

FROM "ABUELA": Or maybe Pascacio

FROM "ABUELA": I also like Epifanio

FROM "ABUELA": Anacleto?

"Fabray!" I suddenly say louder than I meant to. "I need an aspirin, STAT!"

Abuela will be the death of me!

FROM "PUCK": Hi Lopez, yes I checked with my buddy Justin and he can start working on your house as from next week. I'll text you his number so that you can call him and confirm.

FROM "GAY BERRY": Hi Santana, I hope you made it home OK. I suppose you're at work now so could you call me tonight?

FROM "MELISSA": I made the mistake of telling Schuester that I knew you and now he can't stop talking about you!

FROM "WIFEY": I love you

Of course we are now stuck in traffic, so I might as well use the time to reply to those messages…

TO "ABUELA": If I give my sons any of the names you just suggested, I'm pretty sure I will have child services on my back!

TO "PUCK": For once, you actually made yourself useful! I'll even ask Q to reward you in bed… You're welcome!

TO "GAY BERRY": I could call you, dwarf, but I don't want to. So… no! Try again in 48 hours. Or actually make it 72 hours, I need to prepare myself psychologically.

TO "MELISSA": Oh please, you love it! I'm sure that hearing about me is the highlight of your day!

TO "WIFEY": I love you more, Britt-Britt!


ONE WEEK LATER – AT DOCTOR MONTGOMERY'S OFFICE – BRITTANY POV

"Alright… Both of your babies are doing very well!" Doctor Montgomery says with a smile. "They are growing as expected and their heartbeat remains strong!"

I feel Santana's hand squeezing mine and as I glance at her, I can tell that she's deeply relieved. I know that since the accident, she's always stressed when we go to the Doctor… But our sons have completely recovered, they are healthy baby boys and in a couple of months, we'll finally get to meet them!

And luckily, I have also recovered… My memory is fully back now! Although… there are still a few details that I'm missing here and there but… I basically remember everything!

Santana is actually the one that has trouble to move on from the accident… But at least, she let me drive on the way to Doctor Montgomery's office… That's progress! Even if it took us a very long time to get there because she didn't want me to drive past 30 mph… But I know that I have to be patient with her...


ANOTHER WEEK LATER – AT THE PUB – SANTANA POV

I'm spending the evening at the pub with Naya, while Quinn and Brittany are having a movie marathon at home. I understand why being lazy on the couch was appealing to my 7 months pregnant wife and Grandma Fabray but I, for one, really wanted to go out. Fortunately, my girl Rivera is always up for that.

"Have you ever thought of recording an album?" I suddenly ask Naya out of nowhere.

"Um… Well, it's definitely one of my dreams!" She replies, with a confused frown. "But… I can't compose so… first, I would have to find people that can do that for me…"

"OK… How about me?" I ask.

"What?" She says, even more confused. "Are you… offering to write songs for me?"

"What if I told you that... I already wrote one…"

"Shut. up!" She says in disbelief, and that makes me laugh. "But… why…?"

"If you want to know the whole story… A long time ago, Berry asked me to compose music for a text she wrote about Finnocence but… I got delayed because of the whole 'my-wife-almost-died-and-got-amnesia' thing… Anyway, now that Britt and the twins are fine, I finally managed to focus and finish that damn song… And then, I got one of those crazy inspiration outbursts, I was totally in the zone!

It's not completely surprising because the same thing happened when I was pregnant with Sofia… Apparently, expecting babies boosts my creativity or something… By the way, don't you dare telling that to Britt, otherwise I'm going to end up with 10 kids!

Anyway… I composed another song that had the Hobbit written all over it… And then, guess what! I even wrote a third song! But it's not really Rachel's style and…" I pause. "Ever since I wrote it, I just can't stop picturing you singing it… So… if you want, I can play it for you one evening… and if you like it, it's yours…" I shrug. "What do you say?"

"Wow… I can't believe you wrote a freaking song for me, Lopez! I'm SO excited! I'm serious, I think I might just have peed a little!" She says, making me laugh again.

"Thanks for the enthusiasm but don't get overexcited because I don't have any lyrics, I just have the music…"

"Still! It's AMAZING!" She comments. "And actually… I have some texts that I wrote…" She adds timidly. "I have never shown them to anyone but… maybe one of them would fit…"

"Really? That's great, Naya! OK… tell you what… How about you come to my house this weekend? You can show me your texts and I will play the song for you! And if you don't like it, it's fine… I could always write something else..."

"Deal!" She says with a huge smile, clinking her glass against mine.

"You know…" She adds. "I already love working with you on Glee, Santana… And I'm really looking forward to work with you on this too! I… I can't thank you enough for everything, you don't even know what that…"

"Shush!" I interrupt her. "Don't you get all emotional on me, Rivera. Save that for a Grammy speech!" I add with a wink.


LATER THAT NIGHT – AT HOME

It's pretty late when I get home and even though I try really hard not to wake up my beautiful blonde, I completely fail.

"Hey…" She whispers as she opens her sleepy eyes.

"Hi honey…" I whisper back. "I'm so sorry for waking you up…"

"It's OK, San… I like waking up when you get home."

"You like waking up?" I ask, surprised. Sometimes, I wonder how Britt and I are so perfect together because we really are completely different!

"Yes! Because then I know you're home and I can snuggle up against you… and we can chat for a bit! I always miss you when I go to bed without you." She says with a pout.

God, why does she always have to say the cutest things!

"Did you have fun with Naya?" She asks.

"Yeah, I did! I always do!" I reply. "And guess what… I might write an album for her!"

"Really?" She says. "That's a great idea! You're both so talented, I'm sure the result will be amazing!"

"That's the plan! By the way, she'll come here this weekend so we can get started… Oh, and before I forget, she also said that she plans to throw some kind of big Christmas party this year... and we're invited!"

"Aw, that's really sweet of her!" Britt says.

"It is! But I warned her that our attendance would depend on the twins' birth since your due date is in December."


A FEW DAYS LATER – AT HOME – EVENING TIME – BRITTANY POV

I'm pretending to read a dance magazine in the living room when really I'm just spying on San's video chat with Melissa. They have been talking for over an hour and Santana keeps laughing hard every two minutes. I would normally be glad to see her having so much fun but this really bugs me.

Another 30 minutes pass and I'm getting tired of Melissa monopolizing my wife like that… So I carefully move closer to Santana, while making sure to stay clear of the camera's range, and put a note on the table.

SANTANA POV

Britt just put a mysterious note on my desk, making me confused. I don't know why she just doesn't tell me what she has to say but I suppose that she doesn't want Melissa to hear. So I discretely take a look at the piece of paper.

Ms Lopez-Pierce, you're requested in bed.

In bed? But it's like 8:00 PM! Oh… does she mean sex?

I throw a confusing look at her and I see her smirking at me, wiggling her eyebrows.

"San, are you listening to me?" Melissa suddenly says, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Huh yeah… Sorry, it's just… I got distracted because Brittany is around…"

"Oh Brittany is there? I would like to say hi to her"! She replies and Britt frowns but she eventually comes sit next to me, in front of the laptop.

"Hi Melissa…" She says.

"Hi Brittany, it's great to see you! How are you doing? And the twins? The due date is getting closer!"

"I'm fine, thanks! And the twins too… Yes… We're only six weeks away…" She says while putting her hand on my thigh, under the table.

"How about you, Mel? What's up?" Brittany asks innocently, moving her hand much higher on my thigh, under my dress. What the hell has got into her?

Melissa and Britt keep talking but I'm not even listening anymore because I'm too distracted by my wife's hand on my crotch and I can only swallow hard.

But when Britt unexpectedly starts grazing my clit through my underwear, I know I'm not going to resist this much longer.

"Mel…" I suddenly say, interrupting their conversation. "I'm… I'm afraid I have to… um… work on my scripts, I… I have to go... But I'll call you another time, OK?" I add, trying to quickly wrap up the conversation because Brittany is getting naughtier by the minute…

I have barely ended the call and closed the lid of the laptop that she sits on my lap and kisses my lips.


LATER THAT NIGHT – BRITTANY POV

Santana and I are all cuddled up in bed, after making love. Melissa might make her laugh but I am the one who provides orgasms!

San's phone suddenly beeps and she turns around to grab it from the nightstand.

"What the fuck…" she mumbles, looking baffled.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Abuela…" She replies. "She sent another baby name and… Britt, I don't hate it! I… I actually like it…?" She says as if she couldn't believe it.

"What, really?" I ask, surprised. "Show me!"

She hands me her phone and I can't help but smile when I read the text. "Aw... it's cute!" I comment.

"You think so too? I'm not crazy then, right?" She asks.

"No! I love it! Honestly, I like it even better than the names we put on our list so… I think we should really give it to one of our sons…"

"I can't believe I'm saying this but… I agree." She says.

"Did we just name one of our babies?" I ask with a wide smile.

"Well… to be accurate, Abuela named him…" Santana replies, shaking her head in disbelief.


A/N: I wanted to post a chapter before Christmas and even though it's partly a filler chapter, I hope you enjoyed it!

Please review and let me know what you think about:

- The chapter in general, any favourite part?

- Melissa and how Brittany gets jealous around her?

- The music collaboration between Santana and Naya? I just HAD to bring Naya back at this time of year… and Snixxmas ;-)

- Abuela naming one of the twins? (Surpriiiiise!)

We're getting very close to the twins' birth… I hope you're excited! Until then... Merry Snixxmas to you all, enjoy the time with your loved ones! And in case I don't post before New Year, I also wish you all a Happy and healthy new year 2022! Thanks for your loyalty! Take care!