A.N. Short one for you. Next chapter back to the present and we get to meet everyone elses kids and more love interests!
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"If you feeling like you need a little bit of company, you met me at the perfect time."
Santana frowned at the frantic call she had just received. By Sam's rushed shouts into the phone, it was apparent that Mercedes had gone into labor, but she's not sure why Sam was freaking out so much.
All he had to do was stand there while Cedes did all the work.
Santana turned to Quinn with a sigh. Quinn, who had been trying to film a new video for her channel with Beth, tilted her head up with a concerned frown.
"I'm sorry, I know you need to post a video, but Mercedes is in labor, and Sam most definitely just left for the hospital without her."
Quinn only chuckled, she could film the video tomorrow. Her sponsor didn't care when she got the video out, jut that it did come out eventually.
She set all of Beth's toys to the side and gathered the girl in her arms. "Let's go, Babes."
"Where we go?" Beth asked with a frown, she stared at her toys on the ground longingly. She had been in the middle of a rousing game of smash toy into other toy until something broke.
"Aunt Cedes and Sam are going to have their baby, so we're going to the hospital." Quinn explained easily. She grabbed her car keys and waited for Santana to step out of the apartment so she could lock the door.
"Baby? I want baby." Beth nodded affirmatively.
Santana and Quinn blinked, they hadn't broached the subject of Beth having one soon, and Santana wasn't showing enough for a toddler to notice something was off.
"...Only grownups can have babies?" Santana shrugged as Quinn looked at her questioningly.
Beth nodded. Apparently, that made enough sense to drop the topic.
Quinn and Santana breathed a sigh of relief.
Sam was freaking out.
They had arrived at the hospital to see Sam pacing back and forth in front of Mercedes' room.
His eyes looked like they were going to bug out of his head.
Santana gathered Beth from Quinn's arms and sighed, "I'll let you handle that one." She patted her mate on the back encouragingly, then headed into the hospital room.
Quinn frowned. Sam tolerated her on a good day. What was she supposed to say to him?
She sidled up to the tall man, Sam had since stopped pacing and was now leaning agaisnt the wall precariously. His eyes staring straight ahead, unfocused.
"So...a kid, huh?" Quinn had never prided herself on being particularly articulate.
"Yes, Quinn. My wife is having our first child." Quinn's kind of surprised Sam had the wherewithal to be sarcastic.
"Then why aren't you in there with her?" It's a genuine question. Quinn's curious. She couldn't imagine not being in there with her omega when their ankle-biter finally arrived.
Sam side eyed Quinn for a second before sighing, "Because I'm scared."
"Of?"
"Something bad happening. I don't know what I'd do if I lost either of them."
Well, what the flying fuck is Quinn supposed to say to that?
"That's-that's...oh."
"Wait, aren't you going to tell me to get over myself or something? To face my fears and be there for my wife and unborn child?" Sam blinked at Quinn who was now mimicking his position against the wall.
"I-no. You raised a good point. This is terrifying." Quinn stared into the distance thoughtfully.
It seems Sam doesn't hear her however as he steps away from the wall with renewed vigor, "Thanks, Quinn. I really needed that pep talk. You know, you're not that much of an asshole." Sam patted Quinn on the back harshly, then jogged into the hospital room with his wife.
"You're welcome?" Quinn asked a bit confused.
She's not really sure what just happened here, but she has the sudden urge to wrap her mate in bubble wrap. Consequences be damned.
(The consequences for trying to put your pregnant mate on house arrest end up being a ban on sex for a week. Quinn makes sure to let everyone know it was not worth it.)