A/N: I took down the previous version of this chapter and replaced it! Only the end of it is different! Read and please review! Read the AN at the end!
3 weeks later (21 weeks along)...
It had been a few weeks since Grace had visited and Santana had seen her once since then. Brittany and Santana were on their way to yet another ultrasound to check up on 'Baby Lucas'. The blonde was definitely in the more uncomfortable part of her pregnancy. The midnight cravings, the sore back and the constant movement of Lucas. She had definitely hit the mood swings. And she had started to cry at everything. For example, Santana still wasn't able to feel the baby kick, Brittany would cry because she was sad. Whenever Santana goes out to buy her food, Brittany would cry because she was happy. She would literally cry at everything. More so than Quinn did. If Santana wasn't so in love with her, she'd be calling her 'Waterworks' as a nickname.
"I just can't wait to see him, yah know?" Brittany cried. She sat in the passenger seat and sniffled as Santana squeezed her thigh comfortingly. "I just really want to hold him right now." She sighed shakily, clearing her face of tears.
"I know baby, I know. I really want to meet him soon." Santana glanced between her hysterical girlfriend and the road. "Look at it this way, your over halfway through the pregnancy." Santana smiled at Brittany as they came to a halt at the Hospital.
"It's nearly over SAN!" She cried louder. "And we won't get any sleep. He'll wake us up ever single night! Please can you take the first eighteen years of late nights." Brittany begged. "PLEASE!"
"Well, you'll feel different after the first few days, you won't mind getting up at four in the morning to feed him." Santana assured. "Because you love him, and you'll do anything for him." Before Brittany could reply or cry at Santana, Santana had gotten out of the car and helped Brittany out with her hands. As soon as Brittany was up and standing, she wrapped her arms around Santana and cried some more.
"I love him so much." She whispered into Santana's ear. "So much."
"Come on, let's go see our baby boy." Santana pulled away from Brittany and took her hand. They walked into the hospital together after Brittany had calmed down. Santana walked up to the receptionist and told her about the appointment (although she knew that it would just result in her sitting down) and took a seat next to Brittany, told you.
"Can we go in yet?" Brittany asked, squeezing Santana's hand.
"When Dr. Blake calls us in, yes." Santana squeezed back. She looked at Brittany whose bottom lip was quivering. "Don't cry Britt. I promise, if we don't get called in in the next five minutes, I'll do the ultrasound myself." Santana wrapped her pinkie around Brittany's and they stayed like that for a few seconds.
"Okay." Brittany leaned over the arm rest and kissed Santana's cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too." Santana replied, turning her head to the blonde. "Britt, do you want to go away for the weekend? I'm sure I could book a hotel and we could go out for dinner and get away from everyone for a while."
"Really? That would be awesome." Brittany smiled widely at Santana. "Thank you."
"Brittany Pierce." Dr Blake came out of a room and invited the couple to the room. Brittany took a seat on the bed prepared for her and Santana took a seat next to the blonde. "Well, you know the process. Today we're just going to check how he is developing and look out for any abnormalities." Brittany shook up a little and it didn't go unnoticed by the two other women. "Don't worry Brittany. If their are any abnormalities, we can see them early on and talk about how we can sort them out." Brittany nodded quickly before lying down and exposing her bump. "Have you felt any movement from him yet?" Dr Blake asked, trying to make friendly conversation.
"Yeah, he keeps me up at night sometimes." Brittany replied. She shivered a little from the blue gel being squirted onto her stomach. Dr Blake set up the machine. It took a few seconds for the screen to warm up and show what was going on inside.
"There he is." Dr Blake pointed at the screen. She examined it a little. "That's his head, those are his legs and his arms." She begun pointing all over the screen. "From what I can see, all is looking good. He is developing very well." The figure on the screen began to move around. "It looks like he is quite excited today." Santana looked at the screen in awe. She watched how he moved around.
"Woah." Santana breathed.
"How did you get through that without crying?" Santana asked, her voice still shaky from the appointment. It still took her by surprise how something or someone so small could hold such a huge place in her heart.
"I was just so taken back by the awesomeness." Brittany smiled as they got back into the car.
Santana strapped herself and Brittany in. The blonde still had trouble with seat belts. "He's getting really big. I can't believe he's going to be here soon."
"I know. I can't wait." Brittany squealed in excitement. "He is going to be so cute. Oh, I hope he has cute little glasses and that cute little smile that Artie has..." Brittany's voice got quieter as she said 'Artie's name.
"Hey, you okay?" Santana asked, taking a quick look in her direction.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that I realised that he'll probably look so much like him. Are you okay with that?" Brittany turned her head to look at Santana.
"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be? It's kind of what I signed up for." Santana laughed softly. She placed her hand on Brittany's thigh and squeezed it. "I don't care if you give birth to Artie's twin brother, I will always love you and our little Lucas."
"Okay. Thank you, for being so amazingly awesome through all of this." Brittany complimented. "I really didn't expect you to do all of this San. You risked everything for us. For all three of us to be a family."
"I did it because I love you." Santana replied. "Both of you."
When they got home there was a car in the driveway. One that they had never seen before.
"Whose car is that?" Santana asked, pulling in on the curb.
"I have no idea." Britt replied. Santana unbuckled the both of them. She took Brittany's hand as they walked up the driveway and into the house. They looked in through the living room doorway and saw a pair of wheels on the floor.
"Artie? What are you doing here?" Santana asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.
"I realised that I haven't been keeping my promise that well. I told both of you that I would pay for whatever needed paying for. And I haven't done that." He pulled out an envelope from his backpack on the floor. "So, here is two thousand dollars in cheque form. It's from little jobs I've been doing and from selling some of my copies of Halo."
"Artie, this is so sweet." Brittany gave the envelope to Santana and hugged him. "Thank you."
"Thanks Wheels." Santana flashed him a smile.
"Well, I'd better get going, my Mom is waiting for me."
"Wait, how did you get in?" Santana asked.
"Britt's Mom let me in. She's out in the garden by the way." Artie replied before leaving the house with help from Santana.
"Brittany, can you get a bag ready?"
"For what?" Brittany groaned as she begun to wake up from a nap.
"I am bringing you out to a hotel tonight." Santana grinned.
"Wait, I thought that was next weekend?"
"No, I said this weekend baby." Santana smiled. She placed a kiss on Brittany's cheek.
"Okay."
"Good, meet me downstairs in a couple of minutes. I want to leave before it gets dark." Santana said, leaving Brittany in the room alone.
"Where are we going San? We've been driving for days." Brittany whined.
"Britt, it's a surprise. And we've only been on the road for an hour. Get some sleep baby, you look tired." Santana replied softly, trying not to lose her cool. Brittany had been complaining the whole way to the hotel.
"But what if I miss the hotel?"
"I'll wake you up as soon as we get to the hotel babe. I promise."
"You swear on Mr Pickle's grave?" Brittany demanded.
"I swear on Mr Pickles grave that I will wake you up as soon as we get to the hotel." Santana confirmed. "Now go to sleep baby girl." Santana stroked the blonde hair.
After a few more minutes of driving she heard the soft snoring of Brittany and decided to play some soft music. The soft music filled the air and Santana began to hum along. She took a quick glance at Brittany and watched as her chest rose up and down. The Latina smiled at her girlfriend who looked ever so adorable in her eyes.
She took glances between the road and Brittany's growing baby bump. She was nearing to her third and final trimester and soon enough Baby Lucas would arrive on the planet. Santana was scared of his arrival. Scared that she wouldn't be a good mother. Who isn't scared? Nobody knows what to expect of a baby.
The sun began to set over Lima and for once, everything seemed at ease to Santana. She had a beautiful girlfriend. All of her family were supportive of the things she was doing. And, although unexpected, she was going to have a son. Everything was good.
"Britt, babe." Santana shook Brittany's thigh as they approached the hotel. "Britt, wake up, we're at the hotel."
"What time is it?" Brittany groaned.
"It's - like - seven o'clock baby. But look, we made it baby. We're at the hotel." Santana looked over to see a wide grin on her girlfriend's face. "You happy?"
"I'm so happy baby. Thank you." Brittany leaned over to Santana and placed a kiss on her flustered cheek. "Race you!" Brittany squealed, bursting out of the car and grabbing her bag before running to the hotel, slowly followed by Santana.
"That's not fair, you cheated." Santana huffed, dropping her bag in the reception. Brittany cupped her chin and moulded their lips together in a passionate kiss. "Okay, I suppose I can forgive you." Santana teased as they pulled away. It was only then that they realised they were in the middle of a reception with people walking in and out. Somehow they had drawn a crowd. Apparently many people had a fetish for a pregnant teenage blonde girl kissing her Latina girlfriend. What a coincidence. "Okay, you can all stop looking now." Santana scolded. Most of them bowed their heads and walked away. The rest just walked away.
"I have a room booked for Lopez-Pierce." Santana told the receptionist.
"Yes, it's room 021. Up one flight of stairs, the first door on the left. The timing for breakfast, lunch and dinner is in your room and the wi-fi password is in the same booklet, have a nice night ladies." She gave Santana over the key who turned to see Brittany had her eyebrows knitted together.
"Lopez-Pierce?" She crossed her arms. "Who said I wanted to change my name to Lopez-Pierce?"
"Seriously Britt, it's the name I used to book a hotel, it's not like we got married." Santana scoffed. "Why?" She started to walk up the stairs with their bags.
"I always imagined us as Pierce-Lopez. Or even just Lopez."
"Look, I don't care what we use as our marriage names," Santana dropped the bags in the room, "it could be Mrs and Mrs Pickle for all I care, as long as I'm married to you and I have my awesome son, I will be just fine."
"Okay. Sorry I kind of might of freaked out." Brittany sat down on the bed. She pulled Santana between her knees and kissed up her jawline. "Thank you for this." The blonde stood up. "C'mere." She took Santana's hand and led her out onto the balcony. They looked over Lima, now covered by the orange sun that was setting. It was beautiful.
"It's awesome, isn't it?" Santana breathed, sitting down on the floor with Britt. Brittany nodded frantically. "Lima actually looks kind of decent from here."
"It always looks beautiful to me. Because I always have you in my view." Brittany gave Santana an eskimo kiss. "That was really cheesy and cringey wasn't it?"
"Yeah, it was B." They both laughed at Brittany, clutching there stomachs. "But it was very cute B." Santana returned Brittany's eskimo kiss with a real kiss on the lips. "And I loved it."
"I really really really really love you. So so so much."
"Let's go to sleep, B." Santana yawned, rising her hand to her mouth for cover. "Santana is sleepy." She stood up and gave Brittany her hands to help her up. They changed into pyjamas and dived under the pure white covers.
"N'night Sanny." Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany protectively and rested her hands on B's bump. She closed her eyes slowly. Just as she was about to fall into a deep sleep, she was jolted awake by a nudging against the palm of her hand. She detached her hands from Brittany's stomach quickly.
"B, wake up." Santana shook Brittany who groaned in response. "Britt-Britt."
"Mhm."" Britt nodded.
"I can feel him kicking baby."
A/N: I didn't like this chapter that much. I didn't feel very good about it for some reason. Sorry if it was really bad, I just wanted to get a chapter out before I start school again. Hope you enjoyed it anyway!
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