Hi everyone, sorry for taking so long to get this chapter out. I'm in the process of moving so I haven't had as much time for writing. Hope you all enjoy.
About a month later, Brittany and Santana decide to have a small get together with their two close friends, Mercedes Jones and Quinn Fabray.
"Amanda, can you make that mango dip that I love so much?" Santana asks.
"Of course, boss," Amanda says.
"Britt, you need to clean up the living room and dining room!" Santana shouts at her wife.
"Yes ma'am," Brittany shouts back.
Santana is currently comfortably seated at the island eating bacon and cheese. Being pregnant has it's advantages as both Brittany and Amanda won't let her do anything that will strain her. She's rather enjoying herself.
"Do you need me to cook anything else?" Amanda asks.
"No, but could you make up a few snack trays?" Santana asks.
"Sure, any specific requests?" Amanda asks.
"Nope, just maybe make each one different." Santana says sitting back.
"You got it," Amanda says.
She goes about making the snack trays, putting things that she knows Santana likes.
Brittany comes in having finished cleaning and flops down next to her wife.
"Do you need me to do anything else?" Brittany asks.
"Nope, just help me up so we can get ready." Santana says.
Thirty minutes later Amanda is opening the door for actress Quinn Fabray and singer Mercedes Jones who are Brittany and Santana's best friends.
"Hey Amanda, are they ready?" Quinn asks.
"Just finishing getting dressed." Amanda says. "Come in, there's some snack trays and my mango dip out for you to snack on while you wait."
"Thanks," Quinn says.
"You're the best, if you ever get tired of working for them, let me know." Mercedes says.
"Are you trying to steal the best assistant ever from me?" Santana says coming in.
"Of course not," Mercedes says.
"I would if I thought she'd actually leave you two." Quinn says.
"Amanda's family, I couldn't imagine life without her." Brittany says coming in.
Amanda chuckles at all this. She heads out back to her place already knowing how much she's valued.
"You two really lucked out when you hired her." Mercedes says jealous.
"Don't we know it." Santana says.
"She's been an angle since San got pregnant, helping even more than usual." Brittany says.
"Speaking of pregnancy, how is it going?" Quinn asks as they all sit down.
"I'd say good aside from my back and feet hurting." Santana says smiling. "But you should ask Britt."
"No, she's been amazing and our sex life is…..god." Brittany says smirking as both Quinn and Mercedes look uncomfortable.
"We did hit a little hiccup after our announcement but everything is good now." Santana adds kissing Brittany lightly on the lips.
Both women nods, having heard a couple times about issues they've had over the years.
"I'm glad you two worked through it." Mercedes says.
"San's amazing," Brittany agrees.
"We love you both." Quinn says smiling at Brittany.
"Enough about us, how are you two doing? I feel like it's been forever since I saw you last." Santana says feeling a little bad that she mentioned it and wants to get off the topic.
She doesn't want Brittany to feel bad about her insecurities especially since they've already worked through it.
"Well, I just got a new movie script for a new comedy and I'm going to take the lead role. I'll be leaving in two weeks." Quinn says.
"That's great," Brittany says.
"So amazing Q," Santana says.
"Is it a big part?" Mercedes asks.
"Thanks, it's the female lead." Quinn says all smiles.
"Well, I don't have exciting news like Quinn. I've just been working on my next album." Mercedes says.
"That's still cool too." Quinn says.
"Yeah Mercedes, that's awesome." Brittany says smiling at her.
"Are you close to finishing?" Santana asks.
"Yes and no, I think I'm halfway through." Mercedes tells her.
"You know if you need any help or want another set of vocals on any tracks let me know." Santana says.
The pair often help each other out and often collaborate together.
"I don't right now, but I'll call you if I do." Mercedes says.
"Are you two taking time off?" Quinn asks.
"We've decided to not to work until after the baby is born." Santana says.
"Yean, I didn't want to leave her alone." Brittany adds.
The pair are snuggled together, being all cute.
"I hate you two." Quinn complains. "Why can't I find someone like that?"
"Because we're both looking for love and they weren't when they met." Mercedes smartly says.
"That's so true." Brittany says.
The four of them continue to talk about all sorts of various things, mostly catching up. Quinn tells them about a few lame dates she's been on. Mercedes discusses her complete lack of dating life because of touring and working on her next album. Brittany talks about her movie that is coming out soon. Santana enjoys commenting before the conversation moves back to the baby.
"So, do we know the gender?" Mercedes asks.
"Yes, we want to know." Quinn adds.
"How do you know we even know?" Santana teases.
"Because we know you." Quinn says.
"We do know," Brittany confirms.
She looks over at Santana who nods.
"We're having a girl!" Brittany excitedly says.
"Oh my god," Quinn gasps.
"Amazing," Mercedes says. "I take it, you two are happy."
"Very," Brittany says.
"Santana?" Quinn asks.
"Of course, I'm happy." Santana says. "I wouldn't have minded having a son, but a daughter is what I was hoping for."
They talk a bit more about the baby before Santana says she's craving chocolate chip cookies and Brittany offers to bake her some.
"I'll help you," Mercedes says getting up and follows Brittany into the kitchen.
"Are you two really, good?" Quinn asks once Brittany and Mercedes are in the kitchen.
"Of course, we are." Santana says a little too quickly.
Quinn knows that something is up even if the two women are ignoring it.
"Santana," Quinn says.
"We've moved past it." Santana says trying to be convincing.
"Have you really? Or did you just kind of push it to the side?" Quinn seriously asks.
"I yelled at Britt about her intimacy issues that came back after we announced our pregnancy and she got more negative comments about her penis. My yelling jarred her out of it and we've been back to having sex regularly." Santana tells her biting her lip.
"Every time she pays attention to negative comments it seems like you two have intimacy issues." Quinn softly says trying not to upset Santana.
"It hasn't happened that many times." Santana counters.
"The fact that it's happened more than once shows that maybe she needs to see a therapist." Quinn says hoping that Santana won't be mad.
"She's not crazy!" Santana says without thinking.
"I don't think she is, but I do think she could use some professional help so the negative comments won't affect her so much next time." Quinn tells her.
Santana sighs knowing that Quinn is right. She hates to admit it though cause it's Quinn.
"I know you're right, but I don't know how to bring it up." Santana admits.
"I'm sure we can think of a way." Quinn says.
They brain storm together, trying to think of a way to bring it up without seeming like it was an attack. They finally have a solid plan for Santana.
"Thanks for your help, Q." Santana says.
"I'm just glad to be able to help you." Quinn says smiling. "Plus, we gots to make sure you two are good before my niece comes into the world."
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Brittany is making cookie dough with Mercedes help.
"So, how are you two really?" Mercedes asks knowing that while they maybe happy and good with the baby, there's still an underlining issue that they need resolved.
"You know us, we're happy to be having a kid." Brittany says mixing the dough.
"Britt, this is me. You always come to me when you need to talk something through." Mercedes reminds her.
"I know, but there really isn't anything wrong. San fixed me." Brittany says.
"Did she really or is it just a band aid until it pops back up again?" Mercedes asks.
Brittany sighs, she hates that Mercedes is right. No matter how much both her and Santana wishes they were fine, it's obvious that she needs help. Negative comments shouldn't be able to get to her like that. It shouldn't cause intimacy issues. She needs to do something.
"You're right, I wish you weren't, but you are." Brittany says placing the cookies into the oven before leaning against the counter.
"Do you think that maybe you should go see a therapist?" Mercedes softly asks not wanting to push too much.
"Maybe, but I wouldn't want to be judged for my penis." Brittany softly says looking down at the ground.
"Then find a therapist who will understand or specialist in your genetic difference." Mercedes tells her.
"You're right," Brittany says. "I need to fix my intimacy issues so I can be the best wife and mom."
"I'm glad to help you any way you and San need." Mercedes says.
She's so happy that their talk has gone this well and her friend is going to get help.
"You're a great friend Mercedes, thanks for being honest with me." Brittany says giving her a hug.
"You're welcome," Mercedes says.
Back in the living room Quinn and Santana are talking all things baby.
"So, have you two started on the baby's room yet?" Quinn asks.
"No, we haven't yet." Santana says before yelling at Brittany in the other room. "We're going shopping for paint for the baby's room tomorrow!"
"Okay!" Brittany shouts back.
"We're going to start tomorrow." Santana says smiling.
"Of course, you are." Quinn says chuckling.
Shortly after that, Brittany and Mercedes come back in with a plate of freshly made chocolate chip cookies.
"Here you are," Brittany says placing the plate of cookies on her lap.
"Don't I get any?" Quinn asks pouting.
"You can have one." Santana says handing her one cookie.
"Greedy," Quinn says taking the single cookie. "What about them?"
"We already had a few." Mercedes says.
"Of course, you did and you couldn't have brought me some." Quinn grumbles.
"San will share." Brittany says sitting next to her wife.
"Like hell I will, I gave her one." Santana says cradling the plate to her.
"Whatever," Quinn says.
They spend a few more hours together before Mercedes and Quinn head home. They see them out, waving as they leave.
"Britt, I have something I want to talk to you about." Santana says when they're back in the living room.
She figures that now is as good of a time as any to bring up therapy.
"I have something I want to talk to you about too." Brittany says.
She also wants to talk about her going to therapy.
"You first," they both say.
"You said you had something to say first, so you go first." Brittany says to her wife.
"This is something that is different to bring up, but I'm doing it out of love." Santana starts. "I hate that the negative comments about you having penis sometimes get to you. I wish I could help you more but I'm not sure how. Would you think about going to therapy?" she hesitantly asks.
"That's what I was going to talk to you about too." Brittany says. "Mercedes pointed out that it might be helpful for me to see a therapist and I completely agree." she adds.
"I completely agree. Quinn pointed it out to me." Santana tells her.
"We have great friends who care about us." Brittany says pulling Santana into her.
"Yes, we do." Santana agrees. "We can start to figure out a therapist for you tomorrow." she says yawning. "If you want me there with you, when it's all set up, I will be."
"Thanks San, we can figure it out later." Brittany says.