Chapter 2: Change

Brittany picked up her phone for what felt like the billionth time today, and still nothing. It had been a couple of days since her and Santana had hung out, which was weird since they were practically joined at the hip.

I wonder what is up with her…
"Oh, Lord Tubbington, I don't know what to do anymore. Well there is only one thing to do, take Skippers over to meet Santana! But you better not smoke while I'm gone…" Brittany looked over at her new chocolate lab puppy cuddled on her pillow. She had gotten him for her and Santana to pretend they had a baby, they could take turns babysitting Skippers.

Brittany decided to take Skippers over to Santana's house, maybe it would cheer her up since the only response she's given Brittany was "I'm sick, please don't come over until I'm better."

Santana couldn't believe it, how could she have fucked up so badly? She finally had everything right, and now this had to happen?

Well, technically it already happened. It's been happening for a while, and you're going to have to grow the fuck up and fix it.

She reached over into her nightstand drawer and pulled out the stick she had been obsessing over for the past 2 days. Every time she looked at it, she was angry with herself. Not with Sam, with herself.

How could she not use a condom. She'd failed health three times so Brittany wouldn't have to retake the class alone. She knew what she was, and she was pregnant with Trouty Mouth's kid, and already three months along.

Santana realized it when she started gaining weight like mad. 13 pounds in three weeks? And then the morning sickness began. She didn't even know why she wasted money on a test, she knew she was pregnant.

What would Brittany do? What about her parents? She couldn't even tell them she was lesbian, and now this?

Instantly her thought process was interrupted when she heard her mom call to her that Brittany was her. Fuck! She thought as she stowed the pee stick back in her dresser and curled up under the sheets pretending to be napping.

"Hey hot stuff, how you feeling? And look what I got us at the shelter! His name is Skippers!" said Brittany as she sat down next to Santana on the bed and laid a beautiful chocolate lab next to them. "Britts he's adorable! I love him, but not as much as I love you. And why are you here? Baby you know that I'm sick," replied Santana. "I know, but I thought maybe Skippers would make you feel better…or maybe I could." The beautiful blonde pressed her lips on Santana's, instantly sending sparks flying between them. This was going to be really hard.

Santana pulled back from the kiss and looked into those beautiful blue eyes. She wanted Brittany so badly right now, and from the look in her eyes she knew she could finally have her. She pulled Brittany onto her and began kissing her passionately, running her hands up Brittany's skirt. The blonde let out a light moan and ran her mouth over Santana's neck, planting tiny kisses along her neck. Brittany moved her hands up Santana's shirt, and began to fondle her breasts. She removed Santana's top and placed her mouth on her nipple as her hand began to feel for Santana's sweet spot. Santana began to undress Brittany, removing her skirt last, and she pulled back to look at her for the first time. She was gorgeous, every inch of her glowing. Santana pulled off her pajama bottoms and pushed Brittany under. She placed her mouth on Brittany's breasts as her fingers slid around her opening, teasing her. Finally, she had her right where she wanted. She slid two fingers inside and began sliding in and out slowly at first, and increased speed. "Ohh Santana….mm.." Muscles tightened around her fingers, and Santana pulled out and spread Brittany's legs. Santana pressed herself against Brittany and began pressing harder, grinding back and forth. As they moved with each other, Brittany began to moan. Santana thumbed her clit, and soon the blonde began to spasm underneath her. The two girls moaned in pleasure, Brittany teasing Santana's nipples with her fingers. "I'm cumming…" Brittany barely moaned as the two girls reached their climax, fire rushing through their bodies. Santana collapsed as they both became soaked.

As they lie there embracing each other's bodies, Santana knew that everything was perfect. She was in love, and nothing could go wrong. She felt more confident than ever, and she knew Brittany would handle the news as well as she could. She was her best friend and lover.

"Brittany, I need to talk to you about something," Santana whispered into the blonde's ear.
"Anything in the world.."

~I hate to say no when it comes to those beautiful blue eyes, I hate to say no when it comes to those beautiful fucking eyes~