Thanks for the reviews last chapter. This is sadly the last chapter. I will be posting a small epilogue from LT's POV tomorrow.
"I fucking want this baby out of me." Santana grumbles.
"It will be any day now." Brittany calmly says.
"I'm in pain, entertain me." Santana says grumbling.
Their parents are flying in tomorrow to help for the first few weeks. Santana is glad that they'll have the help. But really she just wants the baby out of her now. She's very uncomfortable and just ready.
"What would you like me to do?" Brittany asks willing to do whatever her wife wants.
"Can you dress the cats up and make them do a little skit? And do the voices?" Santana hopefully asks.
"Lord Tubbington will hate this." Brittany says shaking her head slightly.
"Tubbs can deal with it." Santana smugly says.
"San you know it hurts his feelings when you call him Tubbs." Brittany says.
"He can deal." Santana says.
Brittany goes to search for the cats. Shortly after their graduation they bought a four bedroom condo four blocks away from where their apartment was. So the cats now have a ton of places they can hide. Originally Santana had only wanted to get a three room condo until Brittany suggested getting a fourth bedroom as they do plan on having another child a few years down the line so they don't have to move again and can still have an office/guestroom.
"BRITT!" Santana shouts a bit of panic in her voice. "SCREW THE CATS! MY WATER JUST BROKE!"
Brittany swivels on her heel, turning around and running back to the master.
"What do you need me to do?" Brittany asks skidding to a halt next to her wife.
"Get me to the fucking hospital." Santana groans as a small contraction hits her.
Brittany opens her mouth to say something, but quickly swallows her response. She knows better than to argue with her pregnant wife who normally has a short temper though never with her.
"Do you need me to help you?" Brittany asks not wanting to assume.
"No, just grab the bag and my coat." Santana orders.
She slowly gets up, wincing with every move. By the time she reaches the bedroom door Brittany has the overnight bag, her coat and both of their purses.
"I do need help." Santana says when she sees her wife.
"We'll go at whatever speed is most comfortable for you." Brittany says wrapping her arm under her arm to help her walk.
Brittany helps Santana out of the condo and to the elevators. Once they reach the lobby, Santana groans.
"You called Berry and the Pretty Pony's."
"Nice to see you still have a quick wit even while you're in labor." Rachel comments.
"Britt called us since we have a car." Kurt points out.
"And you thought hey let's bring Rachel." Santana sarcastically says getting in the car with Brittany's help.
"She was out with us." Blaine tells her.
"Thanks for picking us up." Brittany says as they all get in the car.
"Your very welcome Brittany." Kurt says pulling out.
"Hurry up or I'm going to give birth in this car." Santana groans.
Less than ten minutes later Kurt is pulling into the ambulance bay at Santana's insistence that she is about to give birth. Brittany gets out first and helps Santana out.
"We'll park and meet you inside." Kurt tells them before he starts to pull away.
Brittany nods, helping Santana walk through the doors.
"My wife is in labor." Brittany says as soon as she walks into the emergency room.
Several nurses rush over to help. One brings a wheelchair while two others help Santana and a forth talks to Brittany getting them checked in.
"Let's head up to labor and delivery." a nurse says.
Kurt, Blaine and Rachel catch up to them and follow them.
"We need to check Mrs. Lopez-Pierce out to see how far along in labor she is." the doctor says once they're placed in a private room.
"Is my OBGYN here yet?" Santana asks.
"We called Dr. Adams and she'll be here in about twenty minutes." the doctor says.
"We'll wait outside." Blaine offers pulling Kurt and Rachel out with him.
Brittany stands next to her, holding her hand for support. She suspects that her wife has at least a few more hours of labor to go. She didn't seem to have very painful contractions thus far and the ones she had were far apart still.
"Well your only four centimeters." the doctor says. "You'll need to get to ten before you can start pushing."
"Fuck," Santana grumbles.
"We'll come check in a hour." the nurse says.
Brittany pulls a chair up next to the bed.
"I think we'll be here for a while." Brittany softly says holding Santana's hand.
"Did you tell our parents?" Santana asks.
"Not yet, I'll text them now." Brittany says pulling out her phone and texting both their moms.
"Santana," Dr. Adams says coming in. "I just wanted to come in and tell you I'm here. How are your contractions thus far? Do you want an epidural?" she asks.
"They're about seven minutes apart and not too bad pain wise thankfully." Santana tells her. "Is an epidural safe?" she asks.
"Yes, I find most women who don't get one wish that they had." Dr. Adams says.
Santana looks over at Brittany who shrugs.
"It's up to you sweetie. Whatever you decide, I'll back you one hundred percent." Brittany says.
Since Santana is the one actually giving birth to their child, Brittany doesn't want to push her. Whatever her wife wants is what they will do.
"I want an epidural." Santana says to the doctor.
As the doctor sets up for the epidural, Kurt, Blaine and Rachel come back in.
"I'm getting the good drugs." Santana tells them.
"I plan on getting as drugged up as possible when I get pregnant." Rachel says. "I can't imagine not."
"I considered it for a second." Santana says wincing slightly as a contraction hits.
"But since San doesn't deal with pain well it's great that she chose to get all the drugs possible." Brittany says kissing Santana's cheek.
"My wife is the best." Santana sighs.
She loves even more (which she didn't think was possible) since she got pregnant. The blonde has been simply amazing.
"Okay let's get this epidural in." Dr. Adams says.
Three hours later, Santana is extremely uncomfortable and only seven centimeters dilated. She's starting to lose it.
"Fuck you Rachel!" Santana shouts as a contraction hits.
"What did I ever do to you?" Rachel says before Kurt can stop her.
"A shit ton of stuff." Santana starts before she starts listing off things. "You called me slut, you always judge the way I dressed…." she continues on and on.
"You know she can't be angry with me so she's going to lash out at everyone else around her. Just ignore her, she doesn't mean it." Brittany whispers.
"But most of those things were from when we hated each other in high school." Rachel whispers.
"She's in pain; you know she doesn't hate you anymore." Brittany softly says.
"Yeah just ignore her and don't respond until after she's given birth." Kurt advises.
"We're just here to offer emotional and morale support without actually saying anything." Blaine points out.
Santana grips Brittany's hand hard as another contraction hits. She wants to scream. She can't imagine how much more pain she'd be in if she didn't have an epidural.
"This hurts a lot, I'm so glad that I got the epidural." Santana tells Brittany.
"Squeeze my hand as much as you need and let me know if you need anything." Brittany says cupping her wife's face. "I'm here to help you in whatever way you need."
"I love you," Santana sighs.
While pain makes her angry, she's literally incapable of being mean to her wife even when in pain. Something about the blonde's smile always makes her feel better.
"All I need is you to smile at me." Santana says.
A nurse comes in to check how far along Santana again.
"Well Santana it looks like it's time." the nurse says. "I'll go grab the doctor."
"That's our cue to leave." Kurt says. "Come on Rachel." he says pulling Rachel with him.
"We'll be in the waiting room." Blaine says.
Santana is quickly moved to a delivery room and Brittany follows after getting gowned up.
"Well Santana, we are almost ready for you to start pushing." Dr. Adams tells her from in between her legs.
"Thanks fucking god." Santana groans.
"Deep breaths honey," Brittany sweetly says.
Santana wants to snap at her wife, but then she sees that big smile which makes her swallow her retort.
"It fucking hurts." Santana moans.
"Okay, start pushing." Dr. Adams tells her.
"Follow my breathing." Brittany says taking deep slow breaths.
"Fuck!" Santana shouts as she pushes.
She squeezes Brittany's hand as she pushes.
"After this next contraction I need you to give me one last big push." Dr. Adams tells Santana.
Santana starts pushing when Dr. Adams tells her.
"Keep pushing, the head is almost out." Dr. Adams says.
"Almost there," Brittany whispers kissing the top of her head.
"Oh fuck!" Santana shouts giving one last big push.
She falls back against the pillows exhausted. That's when she hears a beautiful sound of their baby crying.
"Congratulations mommies, you have a baby girl." Dr. Adams tells them, handing Santana the newly clean and born baby.
"Oh San, she's so beautiful." Brittany says looking down at her wife and newborn daughter.
"We have a daughter." Santana sighs so happy.
Santana is wheeled back to a regular room while their daughter is taken for some tests before being brought back. Brittany heads out to the waiting room to tell their friends.
"Is it a boy or girl?" Gloria shouts jumping up the second she sees Brittany.
"Mami? Mom?" Brittany says shocked to see the two of them.
"When you called, we hopped on the first flight out. Your dads and Ashely will fly in tomorrow as planned." Whitney explains.
"We couldn't wait." Gloria says.
"I take it Santana gave birth." Rachel says assuming Brittany wouldn't be here if she hadn't.
"You guys can come back now." Brittany says, in shock that their moms are here.
They follow her back to Santana's room.
"Sweetie!" Gloria shouts running to her daughter's side.
"Mami?" Santana says shocked as well.
"We caught the first flight out." Whitney explains again.
"Well?" Kurt asks.
Santana looks over at Brittany who just shrugs. The blonde walks over to Santana's side and half sits next to her.
"We should tell them before our moms or Kurt have a heart attack." Brittany whispers.
"I guess you're right." Santana softly says before raising her voice. "I'd like you all to meet our daughter Ariel."
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"She's so cute," Rachel says staring down at the baby.
"Don't even think of trying to steal my child Rachel." Santana says giving her suspicious look.
"I'm not going to steal your child Santana; I'm just going to hold her." Rachel says picking up the baby.
The moment she does Ariel starts to cry, loudly.
"Here Rachel, she's cranky like Santana if anyone but us or our moms hold her." Brittany says taking the baby from Rachel.
"Your dads drove the car so we can take you home when you're released." Gloria says as she and Whitney come in.
Whitney steals the baby out of Brittany's arms and her and Gloria coos over it.
"I'll leave you with your family. Call once you get settled and we'll come visit you at home." Rachel says before leaving.
Brittany curls up next to Santana who places her head on Brittany's shoulder.
"I can't wait to get home." Santana says watching their moms coo over their daughter.
"The doctor did say that if everything checked out you could leave this evening." Brittany says.
Just then their dads come in.
"Where's my granddaughter?" Pierce asks looking around.
He rushes over to his wife and Gloria and somehow manages to get the baby our of their arms and cradles her himself.
"Hello little Ariel, I'm your granddad." Pierce says staring down at his granddaughter who in turn is staring up at him. "She's going to be a heartbreaker like her moms."
"Of course she is." Mario says gently taking the baby from Pierce.
"It's a baby, they're not that exciting." Ashely says from the doorway.
"Don't you want to meet your niece?" Pierce asks his youngest daughter.
"Not really," Ashely says frowning.
"Come here Ash." Santana says and Ashely walks over to the other side of the bed from Brittany. "Do you want to hold her?" she asks.
Ashely nods, sitting down and Mario places the baby in her arms. Ariel looks up at her aunt and makes a gurgling noise.
"She looks like you." Ashely says.
"She does look like her mami." Brittany agrees.
Whitney comes over and steals the baby back for her and Gloria to coo over.
"Oh Santana, I grabbed this for you." Pierce says handing her an envelope from Columbia.
Santana stares at the envelope not making a move. Brittany looks over to see why her wife is frozen.
"It's here," Brittany softly says staring at the envelope.
"What's here?" Mario asks.
Santana who doesn't want to say anything, looks up at Brittany.
"It's the letter from Columbia." Brittany says.
"Oh," Gloria says walking over with the baby.
The four parents surround the two women, all six of them just staring at the envelope. Ashely rolls her eyes and wonders if people lose their ability to think at times when they become grown-ups. Why they just don't open the envelope is beyond her.
"Just open the damn thing." Ashely says breaking the stillness.
Santana opens the envelope, "I got in!"
Brittany hugs her tightly. She's so proud of her wife. Not only did she just give birth to their beautiful daughter, but she also got into her dream law school.
"Today is one of the best days ever for us." Brittany whispers kissing Santana.
"Yes it is."