Can you do another president pierce-Lopez where they bring that beautiful baby girl home, please? :)
Santana strained as another contraction hit her. The White House Medical unit staff swarmed her and Brittany as soon as there was word Santana had gone into labor. Thanks to the secret service, staff were already waiting outside the door with a wheelchair.
"I'm so sorry, Britt." Santana winced, one hand griping her belly while the other latched onto Brittany's. A staff member pushed the wheelchair quickly but Brittany's long strides made it easy to keep up.
"What for, honey?" Brittany frowned, eyes flickering from making sure she didn't walk into any of the servicemen or medical staff walking ahead of them and looking down at Santana who was already breaking a sweat.
"I interrupted your speech," She groaned sadly, "You worked so hard on it."
"Oh Santana," Brittany sighed, not holding back the chance to send her girl a loving smile, "Don't you worry about that, you're bringing our baby girl into the world. I don't care about a speech right now. I only care about my girls."
"Would you like to wait here, Madam President?" A guard asked as they approached the room where the White House physician waited.
"You know my answer to that." Brittany replied and tightened her hold on Santana's hand as she looked back down at her, "I'm gonna stay with you the whole time, baby. Okay?"
Santana just nodded and tried to smile before they were ushered into the room.
"Oh look, a nice comfy bed just for you." Brittany said as she helped Santana onto the bed, "You don't even have to share it with me, it's all yours."
"I like sharing with you though." Santana breathed out raggedly, a smirk finding its way on her lips after another contraction.
Brittany only chuckled and leaned in to kiss her sweaty brow before tucking long dark hair behind her ears. When the doctor stepped forward, Brittany took a step away so that she wouldn't be in the way, but she kept her promise and made sure Santana knew she was never more than a foot away. She would be right beside her the whole way, ready to give her soft kisses or words of encouragement if needed, Brittany would give her anything Santana needed if it helped ease some of the pain that came with giving birth.
After a few hours of spread out contractions and labor pains, Santana still had a little ways to go before she could start pushing. Santana was a sweaty mess, shoulders stiff and face scrunched up in discomfort. Brittany sat in a chair at her bedside, keeping Santana's hand snug in hers as she ran her fingers up and down the length of her forearm hoping to get her to relax a little.
"I'm so tired, Britt-Britt." Santana mumbled sleepily.
"I know you are, sweetheart. You're doing so great though." Brittany mumbled before pressing a kiss to Santana's hand. A quick glance at her watch and she knew it was way past their bed times. She felt a little bad that there wasn't anything she could do to sped up the process so Santana could finally rest, but tried her best to make her feel comfortable. "Here, this might make you feel a little better.." Untangling her hand from Santana's for a moment, Brittany reached for a damp washcloth and moved to dab at Santana's warm skin.
"Yeah, that's nice." Santana hummed, closing her eyes and letting Brittany cool her skin.
"Feels good, huh?" Brittany asked, her voice low and soothing. Santana just smiled as Brittany took the washcloth to Santana's forehead, cheeks, and neck.
"Come on, baby girl, I know you want to come out of there and meet your moms." Santana sighed a little later after Brittany had taken a seat again. She stroked her free hand over her belly, "We're so excited to see you."
"Maybe she's shy?" Brittany commented, raising her free hand to rub Santana's belly too.
"If so, she gets it from you." Santana winked causing Brittany to giggle.
"Oh really? Says the woman who was a stuttering, rambling mess when she asked me out on a date.."
"Hey, that doesn't count. Everyone's nervous when they ask someone out for the first time.."
Brittany only smiled dreamily at her wife and leaned up to kiss her lips softly a couple times, "So, so brave."
Two hours later, Santana was given the go to start pushing and Brittany was there to hold her the whole way. The room was cleared with the exception of the Doctor and one OB Tech who worked diligently to make the delivery a smooth one.
"She's crowning."
Santana screamed and sunk her nails into the back of Brittany's hand but the blonde didn't care one bit. She sat at the edge of Santana's bed, one arm around her back and the other in Santana's as she kissed her temple and offered anything she could to comfort her wife.
"You're doing amazing, baby, so amazing! She's almost here. Our baby girl is almost here, you can do this. You're so strong, Santana. I love you so much."
Then in a matter of minutes, their family of two became a family of three.
High pitched cries bounced around the room as Santana's body finally fell limp against Brittany's shoulder. The President froze at the sound of those cries, those beautiful, beautiful cries because they were the first sounds of their baby girl, of their daughter.
"You have yourself a strong and healthy baby girl, Madam President." The doctor smiled as the OB Tech cleaned the baby up and swaddled her in a familiar light purple blanket covered in little pictures of ducks. At the sight of it, Brittany turned to Santana who laid against her with this adoring smile on her face.
"Is that my.." Brittany began, eyes welling up with tears.
"Yeah, it's yours." Santana said softly, "You don't mind, do you? I asked them to use it."
Big joyful tears rolled down Brittany's freckled cheeks at the fact that their baby girl was swaddled in the same blanket Brittany had kept with her since she was a little girl, one that offered comfort in her time of need always, one she'd hold on tight to fight off monsters that lived in the dark when she was younger, one she wore as a cape on restless Sunday mornings, one she considered such a prized possession. She had been so nervous to tell Santana its meaning when the brunette stumbled upon it when they moved in together so many years ago, but like all of the things Brittany felt a little shy about, Santana embraced it with opened arms.
"Of course not." Brittany beamed and leaned back to kiss Santana's cheeks, "Thank you."
"What for, honey?" Santana mimicked Brittany's question from earlier, leaning her head on the President's shoulder.
"Ready to see your mommies?" The doctor asked softly, cradling the baby close as she walked around the bed towards Brittany. Carefully, their daughter as lowered into Brittany's arms.
"Hey sweetie. Wow, look at you." Brittany breathed out at the feel of her weight in her arms but she didn't want to hog their new little girl and tried lowering her into Santana's.
"Can you hold her for me, B? I'm still so tired." Santana mumbled but shifted her head to get a better view as she rested her hand on Brittany's arm, "Look at her, she is beautiful. Hi baby girl, I'm so happy you're finally here."
"She is so cute, Santana. You had this cute little, tiny baby inside of you all this time." Brittany sighed, eyes never straying from tanned, chubby cheeks and pouty lips. A tuft of curly brown hair peeked out from under her white beanie that Santana couldn't wait to touch, the softness alone easing her tired bones. Brittany was amazed that such a beautiful little girl could be hers and that she were married to such a beautiful woman too, she almost felt greedy for being able to call them hers.
When a tiny mouth opened wide and out came a shrill cry followed by an adorably scrunched up face, Brittany melted. Who knew crying could look so cute! Who know someone could fall even more in love!
"There, there Sugar baby." Brittany hummed, rocking her a little as she kissed her brow, "Mama's here, mama's always gonna here. I got you, baby girl."
Santana's lip quivered at watching Brittany comfort their daughter so easily, rocking her to just whimpers and little whines, and reached up to run her fingertips along the Sugar's cheek, "She looks so comfortable in your arms, Britt. I think it might be her new favorite place to be."
Brittany just smiled dreamily down at their daughter as she laid back next to Santana and cradled Sugar between them before tilting her head to kiss Santana for the millionth time today, "And that, she definitely gets from you."