Chapter 11 – It's yours

"So how are you doing?" Quinn asks as they take a seat on the couch with two glasses of wine in front of them on the coffee table. With all the things going on in her life – work and, mostly, Brittany – Santana hasn't talked that much with Quinn, so that's why she decided to come to the blonde's apartment after another tiring day of work.

"I'm good." The Latina says simply as she picks up her glass of wine and takes a sip from it.

Quinn arches a brow at Santana, not satisfied with her answer. "Good? Just good? That's all you're going to say? Come on San… give me something more to work with."

"Okay. Fine." Santana sighs. "Well where to begin?" She takes another sip from her drink, puts her glass down on the coffee table and then starts telling the blonde the events from the last two weeks. "Me and Brittany have been alone for two weeks now and last week I couldn't take it anymore and I just… told her."

"Told her? Told her what?" Quinn asks confused, but before Santana can answer she adds. "And why are you two alone? Where's your brother?"

"One question at a time Q." Santana says as she shakes her head in amusement at the blonde's eagerness. "Well my brother is in Europe because his team has a competition there and he's gonna stay there for a month." She explains and Quinn nods. "And what I told Brittany was… that I… that I like her." She says quietly and looks away from the blonde, her cheeks already turning a light shade of pink.

"Oh My God! This is huge!" Quinn squeals in excitement. "And you're so blushing right now." She says in a teasing tone when she sees the Latina looking away from her embarrassingly.

"No, I'm not! Ethnic people don't blush." Santana protests but all she gets in return is a 'yeah right' from the blonde. "Anyway…" She drawls out looking at Quinn pointedly, who rolls her eyes in response. "She kissed me and then one thing led to the other and we…" She trails off.

"YOU HAD SEX!" Quinn says loudly, her mouth hanging open in shock and her eyes so wide that they look like they're gonna pop out… to sum it up, she looks like a cartoon right now.

"Did you really need to shout?! Jesus Q!" Santana huffs and glares at the blonde.

"Sorry, it's just that… you caught me completely by surprise." Quinn says, the astonished look still on her face. "What happened after?"

"We talked and she said she likes me too." Santana says with a smile on her face, replaying in her head Brittany saying those words to her.

"And what about Jason?" Quinn asks cautiously.

The smile on Santana's face disappears at hearing the blonde's words and she looks down sadly. "We decided to stay friends until Jason gets back."

"And what are you going to do when he gets back?"

"Honestly… I have no idea." Santana confesses weakly. "I like Brittany… a lot actually and I don't wanna lie to my brother. He's probably gonna hate me but… I have to tell him the truth. So when he gets back that's what I'm gonna do." She says determined. "As for me and Brittany… all I know is that I wanna be with her."

"He's not gonna hate you San. He's probably gonna be upset at first but then is gonna see what I'm seeing right now…" Quinn says and the Latina sends her a look that says 'Oh yeah? And what's that?'. "Someone in love."

"WHAT?!" Santana says loudly, completely caught off guard by the blonde's words. "No, you're wrong. I'm not in love. It's too soon for that."

"Santana it's never too soon for love. Love doesn't come at a certain time… it just happens naturally." Quinn says softly.

"I…just… can we please not talk about this?" Santana asks and Quinn can hear the fear in the Latina's voice. She wants to ask what Santana is so afraid of but she decides not to and gives the Latina a nod, who sighs in relief. "Thank you."

A comfortable silence falls between them and both take a sip from their drinks. Quinn puts her glass down and turns to Santana with a smirk on her face. "So what have you been doing? Besides Brittany, of course." She says jokingly, but when she sees the glare Santana is sending her way, her face turns apologetic. "Too soon?"

"I don't even know why we're friends." Santana says, trying to sound annoyed, but there's a small smile playing on her lips.

"It's because I'm awesome and you love me." Quinn says matter-of-factly with a smug look on her face.

"Pst. You wish." Santana says and the blonde slaps her in the arm playfully. "Well this has been fun but I've gotta go. It's getting late and Brittany is probably waiting for me." She says as she gets up from the couch, followed by Quinn.

"Don't want to keep your love waiting." The blonde says in a teasing tone as she follows the Latina to the door.

"I hate you." Santana says with an amused smile on her face and Quinn gives her a look that says 'yeah yeah yeah, keep saying that to yourself'. She puts her coat on and gives the blonde a brief hug. "Bye Q." And with that she walks out the blonde's apartment and goes to her car.

She arrives home a few minutes later and sees Brittany sitting on the couch, watching some TV show, with a box of pizza in front of her on the coffee table. "Hey." She says as she enters the living room and takes a seat beside the blonde.

"Hey. Were you working until now?" Brittany asks without taking her eyes from the TV.

"No, I went to Quinn's apartment to catch up and stuff." Santana tells her, her eyes on the TV, trying to figure out what the dancer is watching.

At hearing the blonde girl's name Brittany turns her head to the Latina so fast that she's surprised that she didn't get whiplash. "Quinn? The girl you dated?"

"We didn't date, we just went on one date." Santana clarifies.

"Like that's any different." Brittany says, annoyance audible in her voice.

"It is different. Me and Quinn, we're just friends." Santana says seriously as she looks at the blonde, who has an angry but cute expression on her face, and it's then that Santana realizes something. "Are you jealous?"

"No!" Brittany replies quickly, too quickly in fact. "Why would I be jealous of her?"

"I don't know. You tell me." Santana says, amused at the blonde's behavior.

"I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry?" Brittany says, trying to change the subject, and takes a slice of pizza out of the box, munching on it.

Santana smiles at the blonde and takes a slice of pizza for herself too. "Just so you know Quinn is just my friend, nothing else. Besides, there's a beautiful blue eyed girl that I got my eyes on." She says lovingly on Brittany's ear and then pulls away, smiling when she sees the blonde blushing.


Santana is not a morning person, but for whatever reason (the doctor's appointment), the next day she wakes up at 7 a.m. She usually stays in bed for as much time as she can until she really has to get up, but today she just can't sleep any longer. She's feeling anxious, excited, nervous, there are all these mixed feelings inside of her that are preventing her from sleep and all of this because of a simple appointment. I need a shower, she thinks to herself as she gets up and goes to the bathroom.

She takes a shower in 10 minutes and then returns to her room, a towel around her body. She opens her wardrobe and starts throwing her clothes everywhere haphazardly when they don't seem fitting. Fitting? It's just a doctor's appointment for god's sake!, she chastises herself and, finally, decides on some jeans and a white shirt. She picks up her clothes, which were all over the place, and puts them back in her closet, or more like throws them into the closet carelessly.

Seeing that's already 7:30 a.m. she decides to prepare breakfast. As she's finishing her pancakes Brittany walks in the kitchen. "What are you doing up so early?" The blonde asks curiously, knowing very well that the Latina is not a morning person.

"Couldn't sleep." Santana says nonchalantly and puts a plate of pancakes on the table. "Now eat. I don't want us to be late to the doctor's appointment." Brittany smiles at hearing Santana's words and the way she said 'us' instead of 'you' makes the blonde's stomach flutter in a good way.


Santana's nerves kick in once again as they sit there waiting to be called. She keeps fiddling with her fingers while looking at the TV in the waiting room, hoping that it distracts her from her inner turmoil, but it doesn't.

"Miss Pierce." The voice of the nurse is what breaks her from her thoughts and she follows the woman and Brittany into a room. "You can lie down on the bed. The doctor will be here in a minute." The nurse says and then walks out, leaving them alone.

Santana looks around the room, seeing this machine that she assumes it's where they're gonna see the baby. "You're nervous." Brittany points out and Santana turns her head to the blonde lying on the bed. "If you don't want to be here you ca-"

"No. I want to be here. I want to be by your side." Santana says with certainty and takes the blonde's hand in her own, smiling lovingly at her.

At that moment the doctor enters the room, but neither of them pulls away their hands, instead they intertwine their fingers. "Hello Miss Pierce and…?"

"Santana. Santana Lopez." The Latina says politely and shakes the doctor's hand with her free one.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Doctor Johnson." He says with a smile on his face. "Are you ready to see how your baby is doing?" He asks, directing the question to Brittany, who nods in confirmation. "Pull your shirt up a little, please." The blonde does as she's told and the doctor puts some gel on her belly. He puts some device on top of the gel, spreading it a little, and turns on the small monitor beside them. "Here's the head, and here's the hands and the feet." He says as he points to different things on the monitor.

Santana might not realize this, but there's a huge radiant smile on her face right now and there's this feeling inside of her that she can't quite make it out, but she knows it's a good one. Seeing Brittany's baby for the first time is something she can't explain. She's happy.

"Do you want to hear the heartbeat?" Doctor Johnson asks them.

"Yes!" Santana replies quickly and a little loudly, obviously excited.

The doctor giggles a little at the Latina's eagerness and Brittany just smiles lovingly at her. He does something on the machine and soon little heartbeats fill the room and Santana smiles even wider, if that's possible. "This is amazing." She says on the verge of tears, overwhelmed by all the feelings this is raising inside of her. Brittany squeezes her hand and Santana wipes away a tear, not wanting the blonde to see it, before looking down at her. But Brittany sees it and a tear of her own escapes her eyes, which Santana wipes away carefully. The Latina strokes her cheek softly and they look at each other, content smiles on both their faces and a warm feeling settling in their hearts.

A few minutes later, Brittany cleans her belly with a few tissues while Doctor Johnson hands Santana the pictures from the ultrasound, making the Latina entranced by them. They say their 'goodbyes' and 'thank yous' to the doctor, more like Brittany says it and Santana keeps looking at the pictures with a huge smile on her face, and then walk out and go to the car. Brittany goes to the driver's side, seeing that Santana can't keep her eyes from the baby pictures, which she actually finds pretty cute.

Soon enough they arrive home and Brittany can't help the smile that takes over her face at seeing that Santana is still looking at the baby pictures happily. "You can have them if you want." The blonde says sweetly.

"No, I can't Britt. They're yours." Santana says, taking her eyes from the pictures for the first time since the doctor gave them to her.

"I have more. You can have those." The blonde says softly.

"Really?" Santana asks with a huge smile on her face and Brittany nods in confirmation. "Thanks." She looks at the pictures again. "The baby is gonna be so cute. It's gonna look just like you." She says sweetly as she takes a seat on the couch, followed by the blonde. Then suddenly something crosses her mind and she puts the pictures down on the coffee table and looks at the blonde. "I know you don't like to talk about this and you don't need to answer if you don't want to, but…" She takes a deep breath and looks at Brittany nervously. "Who's the father?"

At these words the blonde freezes up and no words leave her mouth. She knows that it was a matter of time until Santana would ask her who the father is, but she never really prepared herself for this. "I…I… t-the b-baby…" She stutters nervously.

"It's okay. You don't hav-"

"It's yours." Brittany blurts out and at that moment it seems like everything stops around them…


HUGE CLIFFHANGER! (I'm gonna hide now :P)

I can't believe we're already in September and that in less than 2 weeks I'm gonna be back at school (NOOOO! Why can't Summer vacation last forever?!) But on the positive side Glee is back in 3 weeks! YES! :D

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