Month 3:
"You can't make me drink that!" Brittany screams. "It's disgusting!"
"It's water, Brittany, water. It comes out of the earth and you're supposed to drink a lot of it when you're pregnant, or…in general."
"I drink plenty of water! My Coke is full of it."
"Just drink it." Santana rolls her eyes. Brittany takes a sip and then spits it out in the sink. "You've got to be kidding me."
Santana sinks down into one of her kitchen chairs and rubs her temples. It's been a little…exhausting having Brittany around, but at the same time, she is glad she said yes. She thinks about the fact that if Brittany weren't here, she'd totally miss out on hearing about wacky cravings or the time Brittany thought she felt the baby move but it was just gas. She's certainly an interesting character and while Santana probably wouldn't find herself being friends with her if they'd met outside of these circumstances, there's something she genuinely likes about her.
Though they'd at first sort of kept their distance from one another, now that Brittany's been living in Santana's apartment for about a month, they end up watching a movie together or just chatting when Santana gets home from work. Brittany has ended up telling Santana a lot about her family, about how her mom cheated on her dad right after they got married and how Brittany's father isn't her biological father but raised her anyway. Santana is a little more reserved with her family history, not really wanting to reveal how she has no relationship with her father or grandmother but loves her mom to death. She feels like it's inappropriate to share those things with her surrogate so she keeps them to herself, even as Brittany tells her secrets.
One night, Santana's friend Kurt has set her up on a blind date. She comes home from work and Brittany is sprawled out on the couch with her computer. She's started to gain a little bit of weight and Santana is excited, thinking that her baby is actually growing in there. Brittany's brow is furrowed and she seems hard at work on whatever assignment she's doing. Santana doesn't interrupt, she just goes into her bedroom and starts getting ready for her date. When she comes out an hour later, Brittany is watching Chopped and she turns her head to look at Santana.
"Damn, you do own something besides those pencil skirts and suit jackets you live in." Brittany raises her eyebrows appreciatively. "You look hot! Where are you going?"
"Out."
"Well no shit, I didn't think you were going to sit around and watch Food Network dressed like that. You're obviously going to meet a dude."
"Uh yeah, no…I don't date dudes. I do have a date though."
"Maybe if you get laid you'll be less of a stick in the mud and let me eat Lucky Charms marshmallows for breakfast."
"I don't really feel comfortable talking about getting laid with you…"
"Still a stick in the mud." Brittany rolls her eyes. "Well, have fun…I'll be here, eating Snowballs and crushing on Amanda Freitag."
"Stop eating those damn Snowballs."
"Your baby is going to come out all cute and fat and you'll thank me."
Santana rolls her eyes and walks out the door, locking it behind her. In the elevator, she thinks about how she's probably never going to get Brittany to change her diet, but at least she's not smoking or drinking. It was against the surrogacy contract, but at least she isn't doing it anyway. She gets to the restaurant where she's supposed to meet Dani and Santana immediately recognizes her sitting at the bar from the picture Kurt had showed her. Trying to be smooth, she walks up to Dani and taps her on the shoulder, smiling seductively when she turns around, Santana finds her incredibly attractive.
"Hey."
"Hey! Santana, it's so good to meet you." Dani goes in for a hug and Santana is a little put off by it.
"Should we go to our table?"
"Yeah, yeah, of course."
Santana listens to Dani talk about her participation in a roller derby and her band and she sort of wonders what made Kurt think that they would be compatible. She thinks maybe it was a case of he knew another lesbian therefore he thought they would be attracted to each other, but Santana keeps thinking about getting home to watch Beat Bobby Flay with Brittany. She knows that it's kind of ridiculous that she wants to hang out with her surrogate when she's on a date with a beautiful woman but she honestly can't find herself interested in anything Dani is saying.
"So tell me about you, Santana." Dani rests her chin on her hand and leans closer to Santana.
"Well…I'm having a baby."
"Excuse me, you're…what? You've been drinking wine all night."
"I have a surrogate. She's living with me right now."
"You have a woman living with you? And she's carrying your baby? You don't think that's weird?" Dani's face contorts in disgust and Santana immediately feels defensive.
"She's a really hard working student and she needed a place to live. What was I going to do, put her out on the street while she was carrying my baby?"
"Look, the fact that you're having a baby is enough to freak me out, then the fact that you're living with a surrogate? I'm sorry, that's kind of a deal breaker for me."
The rest of the date is really awkward as they finish their dinner knowing that nothing is going to go any further. Santana ends up paying the bill, waving off Dani's credit card, and she takes a cab back to her apartment. When she gets there, Brittany is sound asleep on the couch and though Santana tries to be quiet when she comes in, she ends up tripping over one of the lamps and waking up Brittany. She turns over on the couch and looks Santana in the face, raising a judgmental eyebrow that Santana is home before ten o'clock.
"Lemme guess, you criticized your date's choice to have the bacon wrapped scallops?"
"No." Santana rolls her eyes and sits down on the couch across from Brittany. "She wasn't really cool with the idea that I was having a baby."
"You told someone that on the first date? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What am I supposed to do? Not tell someone and then hey, surprise, in six months I'm having a baby?"
"You need to get some game, seriously. You don't have to be totally honest when you start dating someone."
"I played that in high school. I pretended to be straight, after that, I made a deal with myself that I'd never lie to another date again."
"Okay, dude." Brittany takes a deep breath. "Just because you're not telling the whole truth doesn't mean you're lying. It probably totally freaked your date out what you told her your whole life on your first date."
"Oh trust me, I didn't get a chance to tell her my whole life. She talked about herself for about an hour. She's in a roller derby and a band."
"You're way too uptight to date someone like that. I could date her. Can I get her number?"
"I'm not giving you Dani's number. That would be the weirdest thing ever. Although according to her, you living here is the weirdest thing ever."
"Please, it's not even weird. Even though I thought you were stuck up when I first met you, I kind of think you're cool. I mean, when you're not harping on me about what I eat or telling me that I can't have soda in my bedroom."
"Ants, Brittany, that gets ants."
"You live on the thirtieth floor." Brittany sits up and pulls down her shirt. "There's no way you're going to get ants."
"Ants can climb. I'm not trying to test whether or not they'll get this high."
"Whatever, don't change the subject. You need to loosen up a little. I mean seriously, take down your hair, it's probably why you're so serious all the time, your hair is pulling your face up into a scowl."
"You forget that the first time we met you were scowling at me." Santana arches an eyebrow.
"Well you almost killed me with the door. Also, I was in a really bad mood that day because I'd failed a test and I had a fight with Quinn about doing the whole surrogacy thing so…anyway, I'm totally going to take you out and make you have fun."
"Like on a date?"
"No, not on a date, you weirdo. To quote you, that would be totally inappropriate. But I'm not talking about this right now, because Beat Bobby Flay is about to start. Are you watching or not?"
"Yes, I'm watching."
