May 2020
"How much longer now?" the blue eyed dancer asked, shifting her weight nervously.
"Two minutes, B."
"Come on! I wanna know if there's a baby San swimming around in there." she pointed to her wife's stomach.
Shortly after their wedding they had a New Directions reunion/Christmas party at their house and announced that they would begin the process of screening sperm donors. Two failed attempts and thousands of dollars later, and here the two women were, standing in their bathroom staring at a timer and hoping the third time's a charm.
The timer went off and they looked at each other before looking at the test.
"Damn it." Brittany muttered.
Santana slid to the floor and put her head in her hands.
It took the blond a moment to realize her shoulders were shaking with silent sobs. As soon as she noticed, she was on the floor, rubbing circles on Santana's back.
"Why can't I get pregnant?" Santana cried. "What is so wrong with me? I've done everything-everything-right." she looked at Brittany. "I want this baby so much, Britts. I feel like I'm letting you down, letting us down."
Brittany pushed the hair from her face and held her wife's face in her own hands. "No, Santana. You're not letting me down at all. You said it yourself, you've done everything right. You can't blame yourself. We'll just keep trying, okay? We'll keep trying." she kissed Santana's forehead.
The brunette nodded and stood up. "Okay, B. Thank you." she said as she wrapped her in a hug.
Later that night Brittany and Santana were laying in bed watching tv when Santana spoke, "Do you ever think about moving?"
"Sometimes. Why?"
Santana sighed. "I'm just so tired of Lima. It's the same people day after day. And now it' also reminds me that I may never have a baby. I want to start somewhere new. We're too big for this place, BrittBritt."
"So let's move." the blue eyed woman said simply.
Santana smiled. "Yeah? But where would we go?"
Brittany thought while she tapped her finger on her chin. "Hmmm. Well I miss Puck and Quinn...and that one time we went to Florida to visit them was really fun."
"But what about your job at the studio?"
"You know I've been wanting to open my own place. I'll start working at a studio in Florida and once enough people love me I'll open one and they'll follow me over."
Santana kissed her nose. "Genius. We're going to Florida, B."
The blond clapped her hands excitedly.
"Shit! What about Lily?"
Brittany shrugged. "We'll talk to her. I'm sure she'll love the idea."
Brittany was right. Lily practically bounced off the walls with screams of living at Disney when they told her. Santana and Brittany didn't have the heart to tell her she wasn't actually going to be living at Disney.
Santana arranged a job with her law firm's Florida chapter.
Brittany told Mike she was leaving the studio.
Puck and Quinn couldn't wait. Quinn was pregnant with twins and insisted their godmothers got there as soon as possible.
July 2020
By early July the Pierce-Lopez family had relocated to Florida.
"Momma, this...is so...heavy!" Lily panted, half dragging a box into their new house.
"Well, what's in it?" Brittany asked.
Lily dropped the box right in front of the door and straightened. "My stuffed animals." she said before running off.
Santana stumbled over the box. "Lily Marie, you leave another box in front of the door and I will call aunt Rachel and have her teach you all about the history of Broadway! It should only take about four days!" she called after her. "That's the fifth box in a row!" Santana said to Brittany.
"Aw go easy on her, she's excited."
Santana scowled. "Yeah, well, her excitement is going to cause me to break my neck."
Brittany pecked her wife's cheek just as Puck and Quinn walked through the door.
"You're Floridians now!" Quinn announced.
"Time to invest in fannypacks and Crocs." Puck said.
"Never." Santana said seriously.
"How are my babies doing?" Brittany asked.
Quinn rested a hand on her stomach. "They're good. We just had a check up yesterday and everything looks normal."
Lily came trouncing in. "Puckzilla! Auntie Q!" she shouted excitedly.
Puck crouched down and opened his arms for the little blond to run into.
"I have to tell you guys something." Santana said. All eyes in the room were on her and she shifted nervously. "I...uh...I'm pregnant."
"What?!" Quinn screamed.
"Fucking shit! What the fuck?!"
"Oooh uncle Puck you said bad words."
Santana swallowed and looked at her wife, who still hadn't said anything. "BrittBritt?"
"How?" she said quietly.
"We still had some left at the sperm bank. I went before we moved. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to upset you if it didn't work again. And, well...surprise..."
Brittany nodded slowly and then grinned and pulled Santana into a kiss.
After a full minute Puck cleared his throat and grabbed Lily's hand. "Come on, let's go to my house. Your mom and momma need a little alone time."
Quinn, Puck, and Lily were sitting in the Puckerman kitchen eating ice cream when Lily put down her spoon. "So mom's really pregnant?"
Puck nodded. "Mhm. You're going to have a little brother or sister in a few months."
Lily looked at Quinn. "And you're pregnant. Does this mean...I'm pregnant?" Lily looked horrified.
Quinn laughed. "No, Lil. You still have a long time to wait."
"A very long time." Puck added.
"When do I get to see your babies? Can I hold them? Boys or girls? What're their names?"
"What do you think this is, kid, twenty questions?"
Quinn glared at Puck before turning to Lily. "They should be here in about six months. Of course you can hold them. We don't know yet if they're boys or girls or what their names are going to be. Anymore questions?"
Lily thought for a second. "Yes. Can I babysit? And can I have more ice cream?"
The hazel eyed woman grinned. "Yes and yes."
"This one talks so much you'd think she was raised by Berry." Puck said.
Lily put her hands on her hips. "And you're so mean aunt Quinn should beat you up!"
"Oh, don't worry, I do." Quinn said with a wink.
"Good." Lily said as she took a spoonful of ice cream and sat back, smiling happily.