A/N: thank you so much for all your reviews and I am sad to say that this story only has a few more chapters then it's the end.

Rescue Me, Love Me, Mr Hudson

Chapter 15

Finn pulled nervously on his tie, and then straightened up when he saw Santana give him a bitter glare. He was nervous, and it was definitely clear. Who wouldn't be nervous on their wedding day/ after being engaged for three years, Rachel finally let Finn set a date, and now, they were getting married in the Lima synagogue.

Santana watched as her best friend as she walked down the aisle towards her soon to be husband, wearing Santana's very first creation. The dress fitted Rachel's curves perfect, the lace was a gentle contrast against her skin tone, and the tulle and chiffon hung in all the right places, making the dress look elegant. Santana was proud of herself; it was all she had actually achieved in the last few years.

As Rachel reached Finn at the Altar, Santana wrapped her arm around her fiancé and kissed the petite blonde's cheek.

"She looks stunning," the blonde whispered, cuddling into Santana's side, "I'm proud of you," Santana just hummed, wrapping her arm around her tighter, placing her hand on the top of the blonde's large bump. The blonde interlaced her fingers with Santana's, moving it to where the baby was kicking. Santana fought back tears, and concentrated on watching Rachel and Finn exchange their vows. They followed them out of the church, hand in hand, and threw white cherry blossom petals over the couple as the photographer took the official wedding pictures. Stood at the top of the steps of the synagogue, the blonde turned to Santana, and exhaled slowly.

"I want this one day," she whispered, looking behind her to see Rachel approaching, the front of her dress hitched up to her knees so she could walk without the risk of falling over. Santana grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her as close as she possibly could, and then with one hand, brushed a strand of blonde hair out of her fiancé's face.

"We will, i love you, Miss Quinn Fabray, and I promise that one day we'll have this," Santana pulled Quinn for a gentle kiss, and felt her relax.

Santana met Quinn Fabray in the Starbuck's that was across from her apartment. Quinn had been arguing with the cashier about how they had gotten her frappacino order wrong, Santana had side stepped in, and went all Lime Heights on the cashier's ass, scaring the poor women behind the counter. Quinn had thanked Santana, even though Santana apologised for interfering, and Santana never apologised. A few weeks later, Quinn had been sat in the corner in tears, when Santana had gone to pick up Rachel's order. Quinn was the first person Santana had noticed, it was like Quinn was some light at the end of a dark tunnel that Santana was stuck in, but all she knew was that when she saw Quinn crying, it hurt her, and she had only met the woman once. Santana had approached Quinn, and Quinn had looked up and forced a smile for Santana, her mascara running down her cheeks. Santana hadn't even asked if she could join her, she just did, and with that one action Quinn had told Santana everything, opened her heart to a stranger, and that was where their relationship had begun, what was once coffee mornings, turned into wine and DVD evenings, and that turned into drunken sex, which then turned into a relationship, and then into Santana proposing to Quinn on Quinn's birthday. Then, they planned the baby, even though Santana didn't really agree with what Quinn went a did to conceive their child, she was happy that their baby was going to be healthy, and she was going to shower the child with as much love she could possible give.

Rachel tapped Quinn on her shoulder, making her turn around.

"I am so happy that you came," Rachel beamed, and threw her arms around Quinn, the friendship between Rachel and Quinn had always been tense, but Quinn was trying to accept that Santana was once in love with Rachel, it was just hard for her, especially when Rachel was a very key person in Santana's day to day life, alongside her. Finn came up behind Rachel and scooped his bride up into his arms, bridal style, and carried her towards the car. Rachel waved goodbye.

Santana pulled Quinn into her side, and watched them leave, Santana felt a change in Quinn's body language.

"Is everything ok?" Santana stood in front of Quinn, but her gaze was fixed, as if she'd been frozen, her breathing was shallow, Santana cupped Quinn's face, panicking.

"What's wrong? Please tell me," Santana begged, shaking.

Quinn blinked a few times, and then looked at Santana, trying not to move, she knew exactly what had happened, she knew exactly what was wrong, but she didn't know how to put it into words without causing Santana to panic even more, but she saw the pure terror in Santana's eyes.

"My waters have broken…"