Thanks for all the love last chapter. I hope you all enjoy this one.

"I hate when you have to leave." Santana says wrapping her arms around her wife.

"I know babe, I hate it too." Brittany says.

She's leaving today to start shooting a new action movie, she's not only one of the stars but also a producer.

"But you'll be starting your new tour in two weeks." Brittany says kissing her.

"Don't have too much fun." Santana says.

"I won't," Brittany promises.

They kiss again before Brittany heads out. She hates leaving her wife, but this is part of her job and she loves her job. Santana sadly watches her wife's limo drive away. She's going to miss her wife, but pretty soon her tour will start and that will distract her.

The pair are very busy over the next few months. Between Brittany shooting a new movie and producing it and Santana's three-month tour.

The next few days Santana feels under the weather. This worries her as her tour starts in less than two weeks and she doesn't want to be sick.

'Honey maybe you should go to the doctor.' Gloria tells her daughter.

'I just don't want to let my fans down. Also, I don't want it getting around that I went to the doctor.' Santana says.

'Then call one of the home visit ones. Just to make sure all you have is a cold.' Gloria says knowing it's bad if her daughter is telling her how badly she feels.

'I will mami, thanks.' Santana says.

Her boobs are tender, she's tired and has been feeling nauseous. After hanging up with her mom, it hits her. All her symptoms are those of someone pregnant.

"Oh shit!" Santana says aloud.

They've been trying to get pregnant for a while now. Of course, she has to get pregnant at the worst possible time for them. The pair of them are way too busy over the next few months. She sends her assistant to go get an at home pregnancy test before calling to set up having an at home doctor stop by the next day.

"Here you go Mrs. Lopez," her assistant Amanda says giving her a bag with several pregnancy tests. "I couldn't decide which one so I bought several."

"Thank you, Amanda," Santana says.

"Let me know if you need anything else." Amanda says heading out to her office and apartment on the other side of the pool.

Amanda is both Santana and Brittany's assistant who has her own place on their property. She takes care of the daily running of the mansion and watches the place when they're gone. She loves working for the two women who pay her really well and are just plan nice to nice. She's very loyal and never spills secrets of theirs.

Santana takes three of the tests wanting to be sure. Waiting the three minutes for the tests to show the results is the longest three minutes of her life and really wishes Brittany was here.

"Wow," Santana gasps as she looks at all the tests. "Of course, I'd get pregnant at the most inconvenient time." she says to herself.

Sighing, she bites her lip to keep her smile back. She needs to call her wife to tell her the wonderful news. This maybe an inconvenient time, but still they've been trying for a while now.

'San,' Brittany says picking up on the first ring. 'Is everything okay? We weren't supposed to talk until later.'

'Everything is fine, great even.' Santana says. 'I have something I need to tell me.'

'Hold on, I'm about to be called back. I'll tell the director I need a few minutes.' Brittany says placing the phone on mute.

"It's my wife, I need to take this." Brittany tells the director.

"Everyone change scenes!" the director shouts.

Whenever Brittany asks for time, which she rarely does, no one questions it.

'Okay San, what do you need to tell me?" Brittany softly asks.

'You need to sit down for this.' Santana orders her.

'Are you sure this isn't bad news?' Brittany asks wondering why she needs to sit down.

'It's actually wonderful news.' Santana says before just dropping the bomb. 'I'm pregnant.'

Brittany drops the phone briefly before picking it back up.

'Are you okay?' Santana asks.

'You're pregnant?' Brittany manages to say, shocked.

'I just took three tests. We're going to have a baby.' Santana tells her.

'We're going to be moms.' Brittany says in disbelief.

'Yes, we are,' Santana says.

They sit there in silence for a few minutes. Both taking in this wonderful news.

'Fuck San, we're going to be moms.' Brittany says fucking happy.

Santana smiles, she can hear the happiness in her wife's voice.

'I wish I could be with you right now.' Brittany says knowing she can't back out of this movie.

'Meet me on tour when you finish shooting.' Santana says even though that's been the plan the whole time.

'I will, I just wish we weren't so busy right now.' Brittany says.

'I know,' Santana says thinking back a few years when their busy schedule caused some issues between them.

Flashback

"How long are you going to be gone? You just got back." Santana says.

"And you're leaving on a world tour in two days." Brittany says.

"I thought you were going to come with me." Santana sighs.

"I was, but I got the opportunity to be the lead in this drama that has a good change of winning some Oscars." Brittany tells her.

"And you can tell this from just reading the script." Santana asks pissed.

"Yes, I can, just like you can tell when a song's going to be winner." Brittany says.

"Fine,"

"Whatever,"

Santana stomps off to the master and Brittany stomps into her office. The pair spend the rest of the day angry at each other.

Since they first started dating, they have tried to not go longer than three months without being together for at least two weeks. Though that doesn't always work and they have gone months without physically being together. Which in turn puts pressure on their marriage and has caused some intimate problems between them.

"You're fucking leaving!" Santana shouts at Brittany the next morning.

"I have a movie to shoot!" Brittany shouts.

"You've only been home for a week!" Santana shouts.

"Well, you're leaving tomorrow and only got back a day before me!" Brittany shouts back.

"Fuck you!" Santana shouts.

They stare down each other. Santana's pissed, Brittany knows the pressure that she feels to go on these tours so she can see her fans in various parts of the country and world. Brittany often travels with her for portions of all of the tours, but not always. Brittany is pissed that Santana doesn't understand why she wants to take this role. After nearly an hour of this they calm down.

"Babe, why are we fighting? This is a waste of our time together." Brittany finally says.

"When you finish shooting, you'll come out with me on tour." Santana asks.

"Of course,"

And just like that they have forgiven each other.

"Now let's go spend the rest of the day in bed." Brittany says pulling Santana into her.

"I like that idea." Santana says kissing her deeply.

As they make their way upstairs, they fling their clothes off. By the time they flop on the bed, they're both naked.

"Britt," Santana groans reaching down to jack her off.

Brittany moans, feeling her balls tighten as she gets rock hard. Santana grinds herself down on Brittany's leg.

"Fuck babe, you're sopping wet." Brittany groans.

"All for you," Santana whispers in her ear.

Brittany stops Santana from continuing to jack her off. She lines herself up, running her dick through the Latina's folds teasing her.

"Britt," Santana moans arching up. "I need you."

"Oh fuck," Brittany moans as Santana grips her tightly.

She stares down at her gorgeous wife, taking in the beautiful view of her naked body.

"Now," Santana demands, arching up to find friction.

Brittany reaches down to line herself up, slowly pushing into her wife.

"B," Santana moans, clawing at the blonde's back.

She bucks up and Brittany starts thrusting hard and fast. Santana meets her thrusts as they shake the bed.

"Right there," Santana moans.

"So close," Brittany moans.

Shortly after, they're both cumming. They lay there for a few minutes before Santana pounces back onto the blond.

"Ready for round two?" Santana says a twinkle in her eye.

They go at it for the rest of the night.

End Flashback

'Call if you need anything or you just need to talk.' Brittany tells her wife.

'I will,' Santana says placing her hands on her still flat belly.

'I love you and our little one.' Brittany says.

'We love you too.' Santana says.

As they hang up Brittany has a smile on her face. This is the best news she's ever gotten. She's going to be a mother.

"We need to get this shot as fast as possible." Brittany tells the director.

"Good news I take it." the director says.

"The best," Brittany says smiling.

"Okay! We're back to main!" the director shouts.

Brittany's on point during the whole time of shooting. Due to this they actually finish a little early. Instead of taking two months, they finish in a month and a half.

"It was nice to work with you all. I've got to go meet my wife on tour." Brittany says at the wrap party.

She waves to them and heads out to go catch her flight. She flies to Houston where Santana is currently doing three shows as part of her tour. She lands about an hour before the concert is going to start and is picked up by Santana's manager.

"She's going to be so happy to see you." her manager says so glad that Brittany is here.

"How has she been?" Brittany asks.

"Missing you per normal, but still puts on a great concert." the manager tells her. "And she doesn't know you're going to be here today."

"Good, I love surprising her." Brittany says.

When Brittany gets to the venue, it's a half hour before the concert. She heads straight for Santana's dressing room, knocking on the door.

"Busy!" Santana shouts.

Brittany knocks on the door again.

"I said I was busy-" Santana starts opening the door and stopping mid-sentence. "Britt!"

Santana flings herself into Brittany's arms.

"Hey honey," Brittany says walking them over to the couch.

"You're here, you're not supposed to be here for another two weeks." Santana says in disbelief.

"We wrapped early." Brittany happily says.

Santana snuggles into her wife so relieved that she's here now.

"How are you?" Brittany softly asks.

"The morning sickness has sucked, but the crew's been great and my doctor has been on top of making sure I'm okay along with my manager." Santana tells her.

"Good," Brittany says. "I'm glad you've had support. Now do you need anything?"

"Just hold me." Santana says.

Brittany does that, just holding her wife until it's time for her to go on stage.

"Have a great performance." Brittany says giving her a kiss.

Santana heads out on stage with a huge ass smile. Brittany is proud the whole time watching her wife kickass on stage. She stays out of everyone's way. Once the show ends, Santana rushes over to Brittany, throwing herself into her wife's arms.

"You were amazing." Brittany says smiling.

"Really? I thought I was a little off." Santana says.

"Trust me, you were prefect." Brittany says giving her a searing kiss. "Now what do you need?"

"My feet are sore and I…."

Before Santana can finish, Brittany has swept her up into her arms and starts carrying her back to the dressing room.

"Britt," Santana squeals.

"You deserve to be pampered after not only performing but because you're carrying precious cargo." Brittany tells her.

"I love that you're here." Santana says smiling as Brittany sets her down and starts massaging her feet. "Oh god, that feels amazing."

"Glad to help anyway you need." Brittany says.

She couldn't be happier that her wife is pregnant with their first child and will do anything that her wife needs.

"Thank you for getting here as quickly as you could." Santana says extremely happy.

"Anything for you." Brittany says.

There's a knock on the door, breaking them out of their love haze.

"Santana, you still have to meet some fans and reporters." her manager reminds her.

"Be out in a minute!" Santana shouts. "Guess I'd better get out there to get this over with." she says to her wife.

"I'll come with you." Brittany says helping her wife up.

They head out together, Santana hanging onto Brittany's arm. She loves having her wife here and swears she feels better just having her wife next to her.

"Oh my god! Look it's Santana Lopez and her wife Brittany Pierce!" a fan shouts.

"No way!"

"I can't believe it!"

"Best day of my life!"

"We get to meet both!"

"I think I'm going to faint!"

Brittany chuckles as she hears all these different comments shouted at them. Her smile quickly turns into a frown when she hears a couple bad comments.

"Freak!"

"Why would a gorgeous woman be with that freak!"

"Get away from Santana freak!"

Thankfully, security and other fans stop the few haters.

"We love you both!"

Santana squeezes her hand, "Don't listen to them."

Since most of the fans here are very supportive and like her as well, Brittany is able to shrug off the haters.

"Everyone settle down. You'll all get your autographs from Santana." her manager says getting the mass of fans to form a line.

"Can I have your autography too?" the first fan asks Brittany.

Santana is about to say that they need to leave her wife alone when Brittany sits down and signs the picture too.

"You don't have to do this." Santana says.

"I want to," Brittany reassures her.

They sign autographs for an hour before it's shut down.

"She'll sign some more after tomorrow's concert!" the manager loudly shouts.

Brittany helps Santana up and they head to the limo that will take them back to the hotel.

"After this let's not take any jobs until after the baby is born." Santana says leaning into her wife.

"That sounds like a plan."