Chapter 6: Always and Forever

The girls drove all through the night, switching off every couple of hours. They shut their phones off so that no one could get ahold of them. "So where are we Santana? We've been driving for like 8 hours and my butt is sweaty. I want to sleep. And plus baby trout needs to sleep to!" "Okay, we'll pull over the next hotel I promise Britt."

Up the road another 5 miles they saw an Inn. It was blue and white, the Homestead Inn. Santana pulled into the lot and parked by the front office. The lady was nice, and rented the girls a room without asking for I.D. (thank God!) The two girls were booked on the second floor. Santana couldn't wait to lay on a fluffy bed and rest, maybe get some time with Brittany…

After showering together and spending the whole afternoon in bed, the girls fell asleep in cotton sheets. Suddenly they heard a loud banging on the hotel door. Santana jumped up and felt nausea approaching her fast. She bolted for the bathroom as Brittany grabbed a bath robe and answered the door. "Hello, Brittany! Is Santana with you?" Shit. People they knew…not just anyone but- "Kurt, Rachel…what are you doing here?" "Well we heard what happened with your parents, and I know how hard it is coming out so I thought I would offer my services. But then I heard you took off, and well Rachel and I knew where your obvious choice would be…"

The four friends sat and talked everything over in the hotel room. "Why didn't you call me? I have two gay dads and a ton of room in my house. You should have known I always have room for victims of prejudice." "Why would I ever come to your-ouch Brittany!" The blonde had buried her elbow into her ribcage just in time to spare the girls feelings. "We think what you did was dumb. Why would you run? You should come back and finish high school before you make any rash decisions."

Kurt was right, deep down Santana knew it but she had problems of her own. If she and Brittany were going to raise this baby, they couldn't worry about where they were going to live. So Santana thought if they could make it to California, they could for sure end up being rock stars or something. Brittany is definitely hot enough, and talented enough. "Fine, we will come home with you guys. But where will we stay?" "Brittany can stay with me, and Santana can stay with Rachel." "You want me to stay with that? Fine. But there will be some ground rules. Such as no singing past 10 pm. And I don't eat kosher food..." "But Kosher is good for babies!" "Excuse me?" "Oh don't think me and Kurt didn't know. Seriously? Why would you guys run off? You've never cared what anyone thought before."

They all sat back down, and Santana explained everything about the baby. "You see that's why Sam can't know. I want to be with Brittany, we are going to raise the baby on our own."

They all drove back home, together. When Santana got into Rachel's room she couldn't believe what she saw. It was like a fucking nursery everywhere. Seriously? Oh my god. Telling my parents, maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Now you can sleep here, and there is a crib right there for when the baby comes. I didn't know how long you would be here so I took it upon myself to dig into my Rachel Berry baby box and get you some things. We will have to shop for maternity clothes though."
"Rachel, thank you so much but I feel terrible accepting this. I think I should go home…"
"Your parents kicked you out for being a lesbian and you want to tell them you're pregnant? Seriously I think it's best if you and Brittany don't go home. And soon enough we will be out of high school and you can get your own place together."

The future was looking bright for Santana again, and she couldn't wait to face the future. Always and forever, Brittany and Santana would be together. This was just one step to a whole life of happiness.