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Santana
She thought she would regret rooming with Rachel, but she had to admit, even if it was only to herself, that Rachel wasn't as bad a roommate as she thought she would be. In a month and a half of living together they only fought a handful of times. The little hobbit was actually standing up for herself more, and Santana couldn't be more proud. The worst thing that has happened is the fact that they are both taking turns being sick right now. Rachel seemed to get sick at night, but she would feel better the next day. She on the other hand would be throwing up for two days straight and then would be okay for a couple of days before she would get it again.
"Can someone just kill me," she whined as she lay on the couch.
Rachel plopped down on the recliner, "I won't kill you Santana, but if this doesn't go away before I start school in two weeks I will be extremely upset!"
"Ugh, how am I supposed to get a job or figure out what I wanna do if I'm stuck on this stupid couch?" Her stomach started to turn again, but nothing came out.
Rachel got up and she heard a rattling noise, "What're you doing hobbit?"
"Vitamins. We need to build up our immune systems or we will never get over this." Rachel returned to her chair with several pills in her hand and two glasses of water, "Here, take these."
Santana groaned and took the pills from her friend's hand. She choked them down and followed them with a drink of water, "I hate pills."
"Do you hate them more than being sick?"
She rolled her eyes at her diminutive friend, "No."
The next day she was feeling better. She wasn't going to get too excited. She thought she had gotten over it before just to find out she was wrong. She knocked on Rachel's door. The little diva was usually up already, "Rachel? You okay?"
She started to get worried when there was no answer. She was about to open the door and check on her when the front door opened. She turned to see Rachel carrying several grocery bags. It was pretty funny considering the girl was so tiny that she looked like she would topple at any moment. "Can you stop smirking and help me please?"
Santana grabbed a few of the bags, easing the burden on the petite woman, "Happy?"
"Extremely."
Rachel unpacked the bags while Santana put everything away. When they finished, she saw Rachel looking around with her face all scrunched up in confusion, "What's up? You look lost."
Rachel looked at her as if that might just be the case, "I don't know why, but I feel like I'm missing something."
"Did you grab all the bags?" She pulled out a chair and sat at the table.
"Yeah, I did." She still had that look on her face as she sat down.
She raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure you're not just missing Finn?"
Rachel's face fell slightly, "Maybe. They might be sending him to Iraq next week."
Santana sat up at this news, "What!? So soon?"
"That's when he will be done with boot camp and they need people over there right now." Tears began to form in her eyes and Santana awkwardly patted her shoulder. She wasn't very good at comforting crying people. She was better at making them cry. "It'll be okay. He'll be fine."
"Damn right he will. Nothin' is gonna stop that boy from coming back to you." She was happy to see a small smile form on Rachel's face.
"I hope you're right."
"You better believe I'm right. That boy is so in love with you it's sickening. I'm just glad I don't have to deal with his dopey looks on a daily basis."
A short laugh escaped from Rachel and Santana joined her, "I don't think Finn is dopey. I think he's adorable!"
"Ugh, yeah you might wanna stop talking about Finn like that unless you want me to hurl all over you." They shared another laugh.
Rachel
After her talk with Santana, Rachel decided to call Kurt. She had talked to him at least every other day since they left. It wasn't as good as having him here to share New York with her, but at least she still got to hear his voice. Finn wasn't able to make too many phone calls, so she got a lot of her information from Kurt.
"Hello Barbra! How is my favorite little diva?"
"I'm…better. Santana and I have been extremely sick the last week and today is the first day that either one of us has felt okay in a while."
"I'm sorry to hear that. I knew you sounded off the last time we talked, why didn't you tell me?" She could imagine the concerned look that his face held.
"It was nothing to worry you about. I…" She heard a frustrated growl coming from the other room, "Hang on a second Kurt, I think something is wrong with Santana." Her door opened and there was her Latina friend with a scowl on her face.
"As if this week wasn't bad enough, I had to start my period! Do you have any tampons that I can have?"
Rachel giggled, "Yeah, there are some…" she froze. She hasn't had her period since she got here. That was almost two months ago.
Santana
"Rachel? Rachel? What's wrong?" She was starting to get worried about her friend. She could hear Kurt's voice over the phone calling to the frozen girl. When she realized that Rachel wasn't going to answer either of them, she grabbed the phone, "Kurt?"
"Santana? What's going on? Is Rachel okay?" His voice was a few octaves higher than normal.
"I don't know what's up. She just froze." She watched as Rachel slowly got up and moved to the bathroom. She emerged seconds later with a box of tampons in her hands. "Rachel are you okay?"
"I haven't used these."
Santana took the box. She was still a little worried, "Did you just get them cause I can hit ya back."
Santana saw the fear in Rachel's eyes as she uttered, "No. I haven't used them since I moved here."
"Okay?" She was getting confused and wondered why Rachel was so freaked out over a box of tampons.
"That was almost two months ago."
There was a click in Santana's brain as she realized what Rachel was saying, "Oh…well…shit."
Kurt and Rachel both screamed, "Santana!"
Rachel was angry as she said, "Don't use language like that!"
Kurt was frustrated as he said, "Will you please tell me what's going on?"
"Kurt, we gotta let you go. Rachel and I got a test to go take. We'll call you later." Before he could protest, she hung up the phone.
Rachel
She sat there with her head on Santana's shoulder waiting for the pregnancy test results. She wasn't sure how she felt right now. She was excited that she would be having Finn's baby, but she was scared that she would probably be raising it on her own. She was terrified of what her fathers and Finn's parent would say. They weren't super thrilled with Rachel and Finn getting engaged, how were they going to feel about this!?
She was grateful for Santana right then. She didn't make any snide comments and she didn't make any inappropriate jokes, she just sat there and held her. It gave her comfort and allowed her to remain calm. After 3 minutes Rachel reached for the test with a shaky hand. She almost dropped the little white stick, but luckily she was able to catch it.
Taking a deep breath, she looked at the results. In the giant circle was a plus sign. Did that mean she was pregnant? She looked at the box in shock, yep. Santana finally spoke, breaking the tension, "Congrats Berry, you're gonna be a mom."
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