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Brett drives to the airport to pick up his mom who is staying with Santana who at this point is days away from giving birth. With football over for over a month now as the Cowboys were eliminated in the conference championship he's been able to be with her during this last month of her pregnancy nonstop. The only bad thing is he's been "asked" to go to New York to coach a youth football game hosted by the Cowboys and Giants. Thus his mom is coming out to stay with Santana in case she goes into labor or something while he's gone.
"Mom," Brett says taking her bags from him and leading her out to the car.
"How is she?" Carol asks knowing that her son has had her hands full with Santana being so pregnant and has no idea what to do.
"Ready to get the baby out of her." Brett says.
"You never did tell me what gender the baby is." Carol says giving him that motherly look of you better tell me.
"We don't know either mom that's why we've been asking everyone to buy gender neutral colors. At first San wanted to know, but then she said she wanted to be surprised." Brett tells her. "I wanted to know but what Santana wants she gets."
"That's how it's going to be for the rest of your life." Carol says nodding her head. "Now why again are you heading out of town at this very important time of her pregnancy?" she asks.
"Because the team asked me to in a way that I can't really say no. I told them that my fiancé is pregnant, but they said I still need to go. I'll be gone for two days." Brett tells her.
"I'm guessing that you were supposed to be there longer?" Carol asks.
"Yes," Brett says pulling into the driveway of their house.
Carol smiles when she sees a very pregnant Santana open the front door and waddles out to the car.
"Oh honey," Carol says opening the door and walking over to hug her. "Look at how pregnant you are."
"Thanks for coming out Carol." Santana says hugging her tightly.
"Of course I'd come out I'm not about to miss the birth of my first grandchild. I was planning to come out before you called." Carol says helping her back inside.
Brett follows them in carrying his mom's bags as she's planning to stay for a few weeks.
"How are you doing?" Carol asks helping her sit down.
"I'm ready to get this baby out of me." Santana says.
"Oh trust me I completely understand." Carol says rubbing her belly.
"The only nice thing is that Brett has been very good about getting me anything I ask for." Santana says.
"And that's how it should be." Carol says nodding approvingly at her son's behavior.
"He's been amazing though you know sometimes he bothers me." Santana says grabbing a bag of Cheetos.
"Well that's normal too." Carol says. "What would you like to eat? I'm making dinner." she says.
"Pizza with pickles." Santana says pouting.
"Of course sweetie." Carol says patting her shoulder. "B I'm making pizza with pickles for dinner." she tells he when he comes down.
"Also put salmon on her side of the pizza, she'll ask for it in about ten minutes." Brett says. "I'll make her a sandwich to hold her over."
"Do you think she really needs it?" Carol asks not used to this kind of eating.
"Yeah she's always hungry." Brett says chuckling.
Carol watches as her very caring son goes into the living room and gives a very happy Santana her sandwich which she eats in four bites. She gives him a big fat kiss before he fluffs up her pillows to which Carol swears she hears Santana say perfect about her son. About halfway through making the pizza Carol hears Santana shout she wants salmon on the pizza too. She shakes her head as she realizes that her son does know his fiancé really well.
"Thanks for dinner Carol, this was amazing." Santana says finishing off the last piece of pizza.
"It was nothing really, you're going to get use to my cooking as I plan to stay a few weeks to help out. We both know that mister over there can't cook to save his life." Carol jokes.
"Hey I've done okay." Brett says pouting.
"You have baby." Santana says kissing his cheek.
"So after this baby is born when do you two plan on getting married?" Carol asks. "I haven't heard any wedding talk from you two." she adds.
"Honestly between the season, San's school and the baby we haven't given much thought to when." Brett says rubbing Santana's belly and back as he can tell she's getting uncomfortable.
"I'm thinking in the summer back in Lima that way you all can be there and I'll have lost the baby weight by then." Santana says very self-conscious about her weight even though she is pregnant.
"Whatever you want honey." Brett says.
All he wants is her to be happy and honestly he doesn't care when or where they get married so long as they get married.
"I have a few ideas if you need any help." Carol says so wanting to help plan this wedding.
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"Go Chuck!" Brett shouts as his team sacks the quarterback again. "James get in for Connor." he shouts.
"Yes coach," James says.
Despite the fact that he misses his fiancé and wanting to be there for her while she's so pregnant he is having fun coach this team of twelve to fifteen year olds. Just the pure joy on their faces when they see pros there to help them just makes his day.
"They're doing better than I thought that they would." Sean says the starting linebacker.
"I know right." Brett says watching as their defense stops the Giant's youth team on third down.
Sean is giving the team instructions when Brett's cell goes off and looking down he sees he has a missed call and a text from his mom just saying it's time.
"I have to go." Brett quickly says to Sean.
"What's going on?" Sean asks looking worried at him.
"My wife is in labor, I have to get back to Dallas to be with her." Brett quickly says.
"Go," Sean says. "I'll finish up here."
"Thanks man." Brett says taking off as fast as he can.
Luckily there is a flight leaving in a hour that he's able to switch to. Racing to the airport, getting on the plane and taking off is a complete blur to him. All he's focused on is getting back to see his baby born.
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"This if fucking hurts so fucking much." Santana shouts as another contraction hits.
"I know honey, I know." Carol says rubbing her soon to be daughter-in-law's back.
"I want Brett." Santana whines slumping back in the bed as the contraction subsides.
"He'll be here as soon as he can. He texted twenty minutes ago saying they were about to take off." Carol softly says.
"But I want him now." Santana whines.
"Oh I know sweetie and he's coming as fast as he can." Carol says just as the doctor comes in.
"Well Santana let's see how many centimeters your dilated." she says.
"Please be ready, please be ready." Santana whispers.
"Well Santana you're four centimeters dilated, you need to get to ten before we can deliver so you have a while." she kindly says. "A nurse will come in to check on you in a little while."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Santana shouts as another contraction hits. "Really!"
"Honey this could take a while, but a highlight at least it seems likely that Brett will make it before the baby is born." Carol says hoping he gets here soon.
She's supposed to be the grandma waiting outside for the baby to be born not in here helping coach a very upset and in pain Santana. God her son needs to get her quick she thinks as thankfully Santana closes her eyes hopefully to take a nap. If only she were so lucky.
"FUCKING SHIT I WANT THIS BABY OUT OF ME!" Santana shouts, her eyes popping open as she fucking can't get comfortable, everything hurts and she just wants Brett to wrap his arms around her and tell her that everything is okay.
"Shh, it's okay Santana you can do this." Carol softly says.
"How did you do this three times?" Santana asks the pain subsiding.
"Trust me when you finally have that baby put in your arms it's all worth it." Carol says smiling down at her.
"I hope so." Santana says.
An hour later Santana is only five centimeters and not happy about it, she's already been in labor for six hours and it's looking like this is going to take quite a while for her to finally be ready. Thankfully for both women Brett comes in right after the nurse heads out.
"Hey babe," Brett says dropping his bag and walking over to Santana's side.
"You made it!" Santana shouts throwing her arms around his neck.
"Of course I did, there's no way I'd miss the birth of our child." Brett says pulling Santana into his lap.
She snuggles into his warm embrace so happy that he's here.
"Sure took you long enough." Santana mumbles into his chest.
"I'm sorry babe I tried to get back as soon as I could." Brett says rubbing her back.
"Don't…..fuck!" Santana shouts squeezing his hand hard as a contraction hits.
"I'm here just squeeze my hand." Brett calmly says.
"All your fucking fault." Santana manages to get out glaring at him.
"Yes it is." Brett says knowing that it's just the pain talking and that agreeing with her is much easier than arguing with her at this point.
"I love you so much." Santana says burying her head in his chest when the pain subsides.
"I know babe, you can yell at me all you want. You're giving us the most precious thing in the world." Brett sweetly says kissing the top of her head.
"I just don't like yelling at you, other people sure, but you no." Santana says hiding her head in his chest even more.
"Honey I can't imagine how much pain you're in so you can do whatever you want right now to get through the pain." Brett softly says.
Luckily for them about twenty minutes later the nurse comes in and tells them that it's time to move to the delivery room.
"Finally," Santana sighs as the nurses roll her down the hall with Brett following.
"Okay Santana when I tell you to push you push." the doctor says getting in between her legs.
"Brett," Santana whines as Brett comes over to her side.
"I'm here baby," Brett says taking her hand.
"It hurts so much I need to push." Santana groans.
"Not yet," the doctor says.
Brett leans down and kisses her forehead whispering that he loves her so much.
"Fucking hate you." Santana grunts glaring up at him.
"Okay Santana on the next contraction I need you to push." the doctor says.
She screams as she pushes and grabs his hand extremely hard. Twenty long minutes later, Brett's pretty sure that his hand is broken but it's fine cause his amazing fiancé just delivered their baby girl into the world.
"She's perfect honey." Brett says sitting next to her kissing the top of her head.
Santana cradles their newborn daughter, exhausted, but very happy looking down at the blue eyed baby with a wisp of brown hair on her head.
"I think we should name her Pandora Lemon Pierce." Santana says looking up at him.
"It's an amazing name, Pandora Lemon Pierce." Brett says cupping his huge hand around the back of her head.
"Go get your mom, she'll want to meet her." Santana orders him.
"Okay," Brett says.