Santana's P.O.V.
Quinn's Pregnancy didn't go as planned. I mean she hasn't had any complications but trying to get her to talk to me didn't go as planned. I tried saying Happy Birthday, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Valentines day, Happy Easter, just everything and I never get a response. She won't answer any phone calls and actually told Brittany to tell me to stop calling. I just don't know what to do now and now that Quinn is at the end of her pregnancy, my window has closed. It kills me that she won't talk to me because I read in about three different baby books that babies can hear things while in the womb and I would have loved for my son to get know my voice.
Brittany has been our middle man in this whole thing. Britt is the one that sent me pics of sonograms, told me how doctors visits went, she put me on Skype so I could actually see a sonogram and hear my little man's heartbeat. She even convinced Quinn to take a picture of her stomach every month so I could see how its growing. We had to use her to come to a name and we finally decided on Dominic Diego Fabray, I agreed to Dominic but Diego was my fathers name. I had really no say in the last name but I accepted it. I've been to Lima since finding out about her pregnancy but I didn't go see her. I went to make adjustments to the house, or help Britt with them. I did give her the house but she said I was welcome anytime since Quinn and I have come to this...one sided agreement.
I can see Dominic whenever I want but the catch is that Brittany has to get him from Quinn and take him back, though it doesn't always have to be Brittany. It can be anyone else as long as Quinn and I don't have to see each other face to face. The only time I will be around her is when she delivers him, I'll be in the delivery room. I don't like this set up at all but it's better than nothing. I haven't decided on if I want to just move back to Lima right now. While he's little I won't really be able to see him as often as I want because he shouldn't travel very much and I'll probably only see him every other week, or day if I can get Quinn to compromise. For his first month he has to be with Quinn because he needs a stable environment so in that time, Quinn has agreed to let me come over to see him.
I'm so excited to finally fucking see him. I'm so curious to what he'll look like. I hope we bond the way I want because I don't want him to cry every time I hold him. I'm flying to Lima early tomorrow morning because Quinn's due date is this week. I think I'm ready for this...no scratch that, I'm so ready for this. I totally got this. I completely baby proofed the house and I have everything I'll need to take care of him, now all he needs to do is get here and I need to get to Lima. Of course Puck and Rachel want to tag along and my Tio is coming too. He was excited about the pregnancy, which shocked me but I'd rather he be happy then lecture me about the entire situation.
As the time past, the idea of being a mom settled on me at first then I fell in love with the idea. I still have my doubts about being a really good parent I'm going to try my hardest. I don't know what kind of compromise Quinn and I will have to come to in the future but we have to figure out something better because he can't grow up seeing this dysfunctional ass system. I don't want Dominic thinking that it's normal for parents not to see each other or communicate. While he's a baby he won't remember any of this but as he gets older this shit has to change. This situation is so fucked up but I will fix it...I don't know how or even when but I will, somehow.
"What are you thinking about?" Rachel asks as she sits next to me. We're outside on my back patio and I've been looking at the water of my pool for a while, thinking.
"How to fix things with Quinn." I say and Rachel nods her head.
"I suggest you just let it be for right now. Quinn is smart enough to realize this set up isn't going to last for long."
"What if she doesn't care?" I ask.
"I'm sure she'll care about what's best for Dominic. I think it may already be changing if she's allowing you to be in the delivery room. You can see Dominic without seeing him being born." Rachel says and I sigh and lean back in my chair.
"I just want a normal family you know? I want the wife and kid or at least to be friends with the mother of my kid."
"I understand but there's no guarantee none of that will happen."
"Rachel, It will be a year that Quinn and I haven't talked to each other, in a few months."
"Some times it just takes time. Be patient."
"I can't be patient. Quinn is going to move on with her life and she'll end up dating someone and that person will get to see my kid more than I will and they'll be mommy or daddy or whatever and I'll be a few phone calls, visits and a fucking check." I say with a sigh.
"Court?" Rachel says and I shake my head.
"I'd never win. There's nothing I can do but try to talk to her." Court is too risky. They'll go into my background to see if I'm a fit parent and they might realize they have nothing on me, like at all.
"It'll work itself out." Rachel says and I scoff.
"I'm so glad you're so optimistic about my shitty life." Rachel shrugs and smiles at me and I shake my head. I look back to the pool when I hear my phone ringing but it's not its normal ringtone, it's Skype.
"I wonder what B wants." I say as I fish my phone out of my pocket. I answer the call and see a lot of motion. I can't get a clear picture.
"Britt?" I say.
"Hey San. So change of plans, the baby is coming soon, like maybe today soon." What?!
"But, What?! How? What happened? Is Quinn okay?" I ask as the camera settles and I finally see Brittany's face.
"Quinn started having contractions but not major ones so I brought her here."
"Are the contractions close together or far apart?" I ask.
"Far apart I think." That means I may still have time to get there. If I hurry. Fuck I don't want to miss this.
"I'll call you back B. Keep me posted." Brittany nods and I end the call. I quickly call the airport to see if a earlier flight is available and luckily it is but it leaves in less than an hour. Rachel and I rush to the airport and I just make my plane with a ten minute window. I was ridiculously anxious the entire flight because I had to turn my phone off. He could have been born already and I missed it but the second we touched down on the ground I called Brittany and she told me that Quinn still hasn't dilated enough for the doctors to start getting him out. I got off the plane, got my bag and got into the taxi that Britt called for to pick me up. I told him to head straight for the hospital and now I'm on my way to Quinn's room after getting the number from Brittany.
Shit. This is the first time I've hesitated since I found out Quinn was going into labor. I'm actually about to see Quinn face to face. I'm so much more nervous than I should be. As I stand outside the door I look up down the halls. This can't be really bad right? This is a happy moment. Be happy. I take a deep breath and walk inside the room. Brittany is sitting in a chair across he room by the window and Judy is standing next to Quinn who is lying in the hospital bed. She looks like she's been in some pain. Her hair is darker color than I remember, but is stuck to the sweat on her forehead. She turns her head towards me and her eyes bore into mine for what seems like a century before she finally looks away. I wave at Judy as I walk to the empty chair next to Brittany. As soon as I sit down I feel Brittany pull me into a bone crushing hug.
"Hey." I say as I hug her back.
"I'm so glad you made it." She says and I give her a small smile. At least someone is glad to see me.
"Me too. I didn't miss anything right?" I ask and Brittany shakes her head.
"Just contractions. She should almost be ready though." I nod my head. Quinn has been in labor for a while if I'm correct. I got the call from Brittany at about 10:30 and I didn't land until 2:45 and I got here at 3. That's like four or five hours right there and I know it's more but I don't know when the contractions first started. I'm still lucky that the baby hasn't come yet.
"You've been here all this time?" I ask.
"Duh! I don't want to miss the baby being born." Brittany says excitedly and I chuckle.
"Good. Thanks for calling me."
"You're welcome. I completely forgot until Quinn told me to, I didn't know what to do when she called me in pain." Quinn told her to call me? Well I guess that does make sense, I just figured Brittany just called to tell me.
Brittany and I continue to talk for a while until a doctor comes in and says it's time. They prepare Quinn for the delivery room and wheel her bed out of the room. A nurse asks if we were all going to go into the delivery room because the limit is too. Judy quickly tells her she isn't going and Brittany declines too. I didn't expect that but I guess it's just me so I'm going in alone. Great. The nurse hands me some things to put on then after I put them on I follow her to the delivery room. When I walk in I stand near Quinn but not very close.
"Where's my mom?" She asks me.
"Uh...said she couldn't watch."
"And Brittany?"
"Same." I say and Quinn rolls her eyes.
"So...how are you feeling?" I ask.
"I don't think you want to know the answer to that question." She says and I nod. I don't get to say anything else to her though because it's finally time to deliver the baby. I move closer to Quinn as the doctor instructs her to push. Shit, this is really happening. Quinn grips the rails of her bed and starts to push. Quinn groans loudly as she does and she pushes again I see sweat beginning to form on her forehead. I'm tempted to actually look to see if the baby is coming out but I don't want to scar myself so I stay near Quinn. She pushes again and I take her hand this time. She looks at me briefly then forward again and grips my hand.
After a few more pushes, my hand almost breaking and a lot of pain Dominic was born. Seven pounds, 2 ounces and twenty inches. I don't even know what to say or do right now...I didn't think I'd get emotional but I keep finding myself wiping my eyes. This little person in Quinn's arms...I helped make that. I can't even believe this is happening right now. He's just perfect.
"He's so cute." Quinn says as she gently runs her thumb over his cheek.
"He's fucking adorable." I say as I play with hand. He's so small, his hand is as big as my finger. The last nurse has just walked out and I just finished taking my last picture of him and sending it to everyone I know. Quinn was put back in her room and Judy and Brittany have already seen him. They went to go get something to eat so its just Quinn and I.
"You want to hold him now?" Quinn asks and I nod my head. I stand from my chair next to the bed and carefully take him from her arms, being watchful of his head then sit back down. He's sleeping right now but when he was awake he was looking everywhere. He has Quinn's eyes and my hair but that's all the dominate features so far.
"How are you feeling?" I ask as I continue to play with Dominic's fingers.
"Tired."
"You can always take a nap, he's not going anywhere."
"I know, I'll probably end up falling asleep against my will anyway." Quinn says and I nod.
"Can we talk?" I say and Quinn's sighs.
"I don't want to get into this right now."
"It's not about me and you, it's about him." I say.
"What about him?"
"This arrangement. I don't think it's good for him so I think we need to at least be civil with each other for him." I hear Quinn sigh.
"You're right. This is just becoming to complicated and its just...stupid. I'm not sure where we stand right now but no matter what you're his other mom and I can't change that. So I can be civil for his sake."
"And that's as good as it'll get?"
"Yeah, for now." Quinn says then yawns.
"You should get some sleep." I say and Quinn nods and closes her eyes.
She's sleep pretty quickly and it's just me, alone with my thoughts. God I'm happy she saw how fucking stupid this set up was. This just got a lot less complicated, maybe I can still fix this because why would she say for now? What's that supposed to mean? Hopefully it means we'll keep moving forward.
A/N: One more chapter after this then maybe an epilogue if i write one but i haven't just yet. see you...Monday, Tuesday at the latest. Laters.