Hello thanks for the wonderful reviews last chapter. I didn't think anyone would necessary catch that yes it was Santana's dad was killed. Also thanks for pointing out that Paris is in France total brain fart on that one.
So I know that this chapter took longer to get up, but it was originally the last one. I decided to add quite a bit at the end and will be writing out a long fifth chapter and maybe sixth since so many of you have enjoyed this story. The only bad news is that it will take me longer to post them as I have to write them out still.
Santana POV
I just stare at her. If committing to her is what I think it is then I'd have to say hell yes. The only thing that I've wanted my whole life is to marry a wonderful man who would take care of me, Brittany is more of a man to me than any actually man I've met.
"San committing to me would mean if anything were to ever happen to me, you and our child would get everything." she says kissing me hand.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes." I shout kissing her face all over.
Apparently the fact that I started shouting caused Harold, Quinn and Brittany's mom and dad to worry as they rushed in.
"What's wrong?" Harold yelled.
"Is my baby okay?" her mom shouts.
They stop when they see Brittany putting a necklace around my neck.
"Oh," Quinn says a huge smile on her face. "You finally asked her." she says looking at Brittany.
"I get a grandbaby," her dad shouts walking over and hugging me. "The only damn good thing Puck ever did."
"Yes, now that you're all here I was hoping that we could well you know commit now. Like right now." she says smiling at me and distracting me from what her father had said.
Her mom and Quinn took me to the opposite end of the house and started to fuss with my hair and clothes. It was really sweet, but really all I needed was Brittany. They were talking fast about what was going to happen.
"Ladies are we ready?" her dad asks.
I stand next to Brittany as he talks about Odin and various other things that I didn't understand. While I had really no idea what was going on I do know the look her dad is giving is one of happiness and grateful. I get the feeling that this child is going to be spoiled by him and honestly I couldn't be happier.
"Santana you may now commit to Brittany." he says breaking me out of my thoughts as I turn to look at her.
"Brittany, you saved me from a life of misery and pain. I can never thank you enough for that. The fact that you have taken up the responsibility for my child makes me love you even more. You didn't have to do any of this for me, I was a stranger to you, but for some reason you did and took care of me making sure that no one hurt me. You have showed me that I am loved and how to love. You complete me and I can't image my life without you." I pause and take her one good hand. "I give you my heart, body and soul Brittany, I give you everything."
I fit a large gold band up her arm to right pass her elbow. Her dad then turns to her and nods. I can't believe I got through that.
"Santana, I love you more than anything in this world. When I first saw you I knew that I had to protect you from all the bad things in the world. Even though I called you my thrall I never actually thought of you as one to me you've always been my equal. You stole my heart the moment I saw you and I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. I can't wait to meet our child and for us to truly become a family." she stops to retake my hand. "I give you my sword, axe and life Santana I allow you to share in everything I own."
She refits the bracelet that she gave me when we first met. She then takes a knife from her dad, slicing both our palms and mixing our blood.
Brittany POV
Before my father and mother left I convinced them to help me down to the boats as I wanted to spend my first night with my wife in our other house which I plan on making our permanent place.
"Britt, I can't believe you're making me row, we could have stayed in the other house." Santana grumbles.
"I can't protect you like this." I say as we reach the shore.
She doesn't say anything. By the time I finally reach the bed with her help I'm exhausted.
"I wish we could go at like rabbits." she sighs lying next to me.
"We will once you give birth and I heal up we'll go at it as much as you want." I tell her kissing her forehead.
We lay in silence for a while with me rubbing circles on her swollen stomach and she lays her head on my good shoulder. I know that she was terrified to see me carried out of the boat and is still very worried about me.
"Britt, what happened?" she asks quietly drawing circles on my chest.
"We had just raided a church and town in I think Spain when we were attacked by soldiers. For the most part we had beat them when a soldier stabbed me with his sword, I managed to kill him cause I didn't want to leave you and our child. I don't remember much after that until we were on our way back." I say knowing that she'll still be terrified.
"Please Britt promise me that you'll never leave us. I don't think I could survive here without you." she says snuggling into me.
"I can't promise that, but I won't go on any raids until our child is five or six." I tell her. "Now let's get some sleep."
It doesn't take long for her to fall asleep. I sure have missed sleeping next to her and I don't plan on leaving any time soon.
Unlike San I'm having a hard time sleeping. My mind keeps whirling around and thinking of all the things that have to get down before the baby comes. Not only that, but I'm now getting nervous. What if he or she hates me for killing it's father. What if I don't make a good mom? What if San decides that she wants an actual mom instead of me? I'm so scared that they'll be taken away from me. That's part of the reason why I decided to commit to San the others being that I didn't want our child to not bare my name and also I love her more than anything.
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"Britt!" Santana shouts so loud that I can hear her from the woods.
I drop my axe and rush as fast as I can inside.
It's been a month since I came back from raiding and we were committed. My arm is much better, but not completely healed yet. San on the other hand is so pregnant that I've made her stay in bed for the last two weeks. She hates it, but does it for the sake of our child.
"San, what's wrong?" I breath out trying to get my breath back.
"I think it's time," she says.
"Fuck!" I shout running around grabbing random things.
"Britt! Calm down, I'm the one who's going to be ripped apart pushing this child out of me so you don't get to freak out!" she shouts.
"Sorry," I sheepishly say.
"It's okay just go get water and boil it." she orders and I quickly turn around to follow her instructions.
I grab four buckets and run down to the stream as fast as I can.
Fuck, I can't think she's having a baby. God damn it right now she's giving birth. I don't know what to do. Okay Brittany you can do this all you have to do right now is get water and boil it. I can do that. No need to freeze it's only your child and wife's life nothing too big.
"God mom I need you now." I whisper.
Taking a deep breath I pick up the now full buckets and carry them into the house. I can see the pain etched on San's face. I put the water to boil and rush over to her side.
"What do you need baby?" I ask taking her hand.
"I need you to get this damn thing out of me. Britt it hurts so fucking much." she cries squeezing my hand.
I squeeze her hand back, kissing her forehead and kissing her belly before getting up to get the water, a knife, several bear and wolf blankets along with my sword.
"You'll have to tell me when the baby is going to come." I say helping her remove her pants.
"I think we still have a couple minutes if I remember what my mom and nurse told me." she says patting the spot next to her.
"Do you need me to do anything?" I ask sitting down next to her.
I think I'm more scared than she is about this whole thing.
"Rub my stomach," she orders and I smile complying immediately.
"So during this whole thing what exactly should I be doing?" I ask never having been around during a birth before.
"Wait have you ever seen a birth?" she asks.
"No, I was always fighting." I say shrugging.
"Fuck!" she shouts clutching tightly to my hand.
I start internally freaking out. I don't like to see her in pain.
"You're telling me that you've...fuck...just make sure that the baby is coming out head first. Then when the baby comes out you have to cut the cord, use the warm water and rags to whip it clean and wrap it up in the wolf blankets." she instructs.
I nod filing all that information away before kissing her cheek.
"Britt get ready, I'm going to start pushing." she says in a very strained voice.
Oh god, fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm going to be a mother, I'm really going to be someone's mother.
"Britt!" she screams.
"Um..."
She has a fucking strong ass grip. I don't really know what to do or if there is anything I can do. So I just sit there allowing her to squeeze my hand as hard as she wants.
"You can do this, I know you can." I softly say.
"Fucking A! Just make sure everything's okay!" she shouts at me grunting as she leans forward with a painful look on her face.
Doing exactly as she says I crawl down almost in between her wide open legs and gasp.
"I can see a head of black hair." I gasp looking up at San.
"Good," she grunts wincing in pain. "This is almost over."
She grunts and pushes for a while before I notice that the baby is almost out so I hold out my arms and catch it. Cutting the cord and whipping her, yes we have a precious daughter; off I wrap her in my fluffiest wolf coat and put her in San's arms. I can't help, but smile at the fact that I have a family of my own.
Santana POV
"She's perfect," Brittany whispers putting our daughter in my arms.
"Oh my," I gasp looking down at the little baby girl in my arms.
"She looks just like her mother." she whispers kissing my forehead.
I try to smile, but it comes out as a wince. The pain that had subsided when our daughter finally came out of me is coming back. I don't want to alarm Britt, but I think something might be wrong.
"What's wrong San?" she asks staring at me.
"I feel like I'm having another one." I say handing our sleeping daughter over to her.
"What?" she quietly says trying not to wake our daughter.
"I'm fucking having another one." I breath out trying not to sound too cross or shout.
"Is that possible?" she asks starting to look very worried.
"Britt it's going to be okay I just need you to do the exact same thing you did with Ingrid." I tell her.
The look on Britt's face is priceless when I call our daughter Ingrid. I hadn't told her that I had asked her mom for what their family names were.
"San," she whispers kissing Ingrid's forehead and staring at me so loving that I'm sure she'll burst.
"She's just as much your daughter as mine." I say wincing as the pain is increasing tenfold.
"But I thought," she starts before I put my finger over her lips.
"I'm no longer Spanish, I'm norse now and will be for the rest of my life and our children will be raised here too." I tell her before screaming out her name.
Ingrid starts crying, but my pain is too much for me to care anymore. Thankfully Britt is not only cradling Ingrid, but is also make sure I'm fine. She really is perfect. I can't believe that she's all mine and willing to take of me and my children.
I hear her gasp as I give one final huge push. I can't believe how the hell I managed not to scream this time, but maybe it was my mothering instincts.
"He's beautiful San." Brittany says handing our son to me.
I gasp when I see my beautiful blonde son. Brittany puts Ingrid in my other arm and she lies next to us smiling down at all of us.
"Nikolas," I whisper kissing first his head then Ingrid's and finally kissing Brittany. "Thanks," I mummer.
"I love you all so much." she whispers helping me pull down my shirt so I can feed them.
They're both sucking away and all I can do is smile at the two little babies I just gave birth to. I look over to see Brittany staring lovingly at me then down at the babies. Chuckling I hand her, her son and watch as she cradles him, telling him she can already tell he's going to be an amazing warrior. That's when it hits me that my children will be raised in this violent culture, growing up knowing how to fight which really isn't that bad and always looking for a fight which I don't think I'll like.
"Babe?" I ask as we both put them in a bunch of bear and wolf blankets in between us.
"Yes," she softly says trailing a finger over both our son and daughter's cheeks.
"Our children are going to be raised to be like you right?" I ask looking down at our two beautiful children.
"Yes, I will teach them the same way I was. They'll learn to fight and protect themselves, I don't want anyone to ever hurt my little girl. They can make their own decisions when they get older on what they want to do unlike most people." she says making me swoon yet again.
"I love you," I whisper kissing her lightly.
"I love you too and thank you for giving me two wonderful children." she says.
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When I woke up from my nap all I can do is smile as I watch Brittany cradling our two children in her arms. I want to get up and go over to them, but the pain in my lower half is stopping me. I hadn't realized how much child birth hurt before, but now I really respect any woman who has several kids cause damn I don't think I'd ever want to go through that again. Thank god Brittany can't get me pregnant.
"Nikolas it's going to be your job to protect your sister from all the men that will try to take advantage of her when I'm not around and watch after your mom she's been through so much and doesn't need any more drama." Brittany says running her fingers through their hair. "I may not be the one who gave birth to the two of you or fathered you, but I promise that I will be just as good as any normal mom or dad." she whispers kissing both their cheeks.
My heart flutters at how caring she is. It's still hard for me to believe that this fierce warrior with a secret soft side really loves me and wants to protect me. Not only that, but she's willing to raise my two kids as her own. I often have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming.
"You're better than any father could ever be." I hoarsely say.
She turns around and hands me Ingrid to me before moving up to lie next to me.
"I hope so," she whispers.
Nikolas starts trying to suckle on Brittany's breasts so she hands him to me so I can feed them. I know that soon we'll have to tell her dad and mom that the babies are here, but for now I'm enjoying the alone time we have.
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When we got called to the Jarl's I was nervous as hell. Only Quinn and Brittany's parents have seen the babies since they were born two months ago. We haven't left our house since. Now I'm sitting across from Brittany as she rows us to town staring at me and our children.
"It's not going to be good for us." she says breaking the silence that had fallen over them since leaving the house.
"What do you mean?" I ask hugging our children closer to me.
"It's Puck's family they want Nikolas as he's Puck's son and thus by our laws he would go to them." she weakly says.
"He's not Puck's, he's your son." I say tears starting to form.
"Don't worry San, I won't them take him or her away from us. If we have to we'll leave and go find somewhere far away to live. I won't let them separate us." she says so strangely that I believe her.
"I know you won't, but how will you convince them?" I ask weakly.
"I don't know, but I do know that my dad will be on our side and will do everything in his power to make sure that we don't lose them." she says docking us and helping me out.
I snuggle into her allowing her to take Ingrid out of my arms. We walk quietly to the Jarl's longhouse. I can tell she's more nervous about this than she's letting on. She knows more about laws and these kind of things than I do so if she's nervous than maybe I should be.
"Sweeties," her mom says.
She came over and hugged us both before standing up and acting more serious.
"Mom," Brittany weakly says.
I see the broken look on both their faces and I hug my son even closer to me.
"Quiet!" her dad shouts as everyone, but us and a man and woman who look sort of like Puck. "We're here to discuss the issue of Noah Puckerman's two children." he says as Brittany pulls me closer to her glaring over at them.
I'm plastered on her side with both our children in the middle of our merged bodies. Until they tell me that our children will remain with us forever I won't let go of them. I know that no matter what is decided here Brittany will protect us. Thankfully she has been paying attention to what everyone was arguing about cause I'm certainly not focused on that, but on Nikolas who's in my arms.
"Since our son is their father we want what's rightfully ours, our grandson." the man says grabbing my attention.
"I understand where you are coming from." Brittany's dad says sadly.
Brittany POV
I can't believe I fucking never thought about it. I'm so fucking stupid, we could have avoided all this emotional pain if I had just remembered that Santana was mine. Puck had no right to do anything. That fucker. Ha well now it seems I'm going to get the last laugh.
Santana POV
I was about to say something about how they'll never take my son away from me when Brittany speaks up.
"She was my thrall." she says stepping in front of me. "When they were conceived she was my thrall."
Her father's face goes from very sad probably at the thought of losing his grandchildren to very, very happy. I don't know what she's talking about, but it seems to be in our favor.
"Sorry, but Brittany's right the children by law are her property." her father says.
The Puckerman's look like they're about to say something when Harold escorts them out of the hall.
Brittany picks me up after handing me back Ingrid and carries us all out.
"Thanks," I whisper in her ear.
"I told you I wouldn't let them take them from us." she says smiling. "Thank you for giving me a family." she whispers kissing me.
"No Britt thank you for giving me a home."
Brittany POV
I love them all so much. There's nothing that I wouldn't do for them.
"Brittany help!" Santana shouts.
I run across the house only to be beat out by my mom.
"Go see what your dad's doing I'll help her." my mom orders me so I do.
Before I head out the door I hear my mom talking to Santana.
"They really are the cutest little babies I've ever seen." my mom says as she picks up Ingrid and coos over her. "We're going to make sure that you have all the prettiest things in the whole world." she says to our little girl. "And you little guy are going to learn to take over for your granddad and mama becoming Jarl one day."
"Really?" Santana asks looking really shocked at what my mom said.
"Of course sweetie, you didn't think that we were joking about being their grandparents. The Jarl has wanted another son since our own sons were killed, but I can't have any more children and he's too loyal to have a child with another woman. Nikolas here is going to be the son he's wanted." my mom says.
"Thank you," Santana whispers and I leave before they notice me still standing there.
I find my dad down at the water's edge looking across the river at our village.
"You know I never thought you'd have kids because I knew that you'd never sleep with a man." my dad says sighing.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't do that." I softly say.
He wraps me up in a hug.
"But you have, that beautiful wife of yours has given us all two beautiful children to spoil rotten." he says smiling ear to ear.
I look up at him and I can tell that he really is happy about the kids. I've felt bad since my brothers died that I'll never give them grandchildren.
"Stop worrying so much sweetie and let's go see what the women and babies are up to." he says and steers me into the cabin.
Santana and my mom are sitting next to the fire rocking the babies who both are sound asleep. We stubble around until I finally get myself seated next to Santana and my dad is pulled down by my mom, they both looked pissed that we were making so much noise.
"God could you two be any louder." Santana harshly whispers in my ear.
"Sorry San," I whisper back looking down at Ingrid then up into Santana's eyes.
"Here," she says handing Ingrid to me with a smile as I carefully cradle her into my chest.
"I swear that if I didn't know better I'd think that Brittany actually gave birth to him." my dad whispers cradling Nikolas looking all proud of his grandson.
Smiling I give Ingrid back to Santana who hands her over to my mom whose smile grew ten folds before pulling her into my lap. We both watch as my parents coo over our kids.
"They're never going to want for anything." I whisper in her ear.
"Or ever be hurt by anyone." she adds and I squeeze her letting her know that I understand and agree.
"Never,"
Santana POV
After a while my stomach grumbles and the jarl stands up motioning for Brittany to follow. They both take the babies from us and head outside. I want to stop them, but her mom stops me.
"Don't worry Santana they'll be really careful." her mom says smiling at me.
"I know it's just that…."
"You don't want anything bad to happen to them, but trust me they're just bonding with them right outside the door." her mom softly tells me and it calms me down.
"So I guess we should get to cooking some dinner before the twins get hungry themselves." I tell her sighing.
"Sweetie you just relax I'll fix dinner and before you protest trust me you'll want to take every opportunity to rest that you can." her mom tells me and of course I smile agreeing.
I'm rather tired of resting as Brittany hasn't really let me lift a finger since I gave birth. The only thing I've been allowed to do is carry our kids and order Brittany around when she's cooking.
"So how has it been?" her mom asks slicing up some elk.
"Britt's been amazing, but it's been two months since I gave birth and I don't think she needs to continue to treat me like I might break at any moment." I softly say.
"It's always like that at first. I remember how Bjron was when Brittany was born he wouldn't let me do anything for six months." her mom says smiling.
"Will it always be like this forever?" I ask cause I honestly wouldn't put it passed Brittany to try and make me take it easy for the rest of my life.
"I'll talk to her,"
She busies herself with finishing making dinner. Sitting there watching her mom move around the fire with ease I finally realized that I had never learned her name. In all the time we've spent together I've always just called mom, but never learned her actually name.
"You know what I've just realized I don't know your name." I say getting up to help her set the table.
"Santana dear I want you to call me mom, but if you must know it's Rika." Rika says.
"Thanks mom,"
Brittany POV
"I just feel so useless." I sigh sitting next to my dad who has both of them in his arms.
"Don't worry all first time dad's feel useless and it's twice as bad cause you have twins." my dad says handing me Ingrid.
"Oh so now that you have a grandson us girls aren't fun to hang out with." I joke loving how proud my dad looks holding his grandson.
The look of sadness on his face makes me wish I hadn't said anything. I know it was really hard for him when my brothers died and even harder when he realized I would never give him grandkids until we found out Santana was pregnant. When Nikolas was born and I told him he had a grandson he seemed to brighten.
"I'm sorry-"
"Don't, it's just that all the other men have sons and son-in-laws and for a long time I never thought I'd have either. Even after you told me that Santana was pregnant I didn't want to get up my hopes that she would have a son or that I'd be allowed in his life. It's still hard to believe sometimes that this little guy is really my grandson and that when he gets older that he'll take over for me." he says his eyes never leaving Nikolas.
"Dad," I sigh leaning into him.
Just then Santana steps out, "Dinner's ready now bring my babies back in." she orders.
"Wow she's really bossy." my dad says as we stand up.
"You have no idea."
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"This was really yummy," I tell my mom.
"Your mother is the best cook ever. I can't believe I snagged her." my dad says snuggling into her side.
"I can't believe that the babies are actually sleeping." Santana says as she snuggles into me.
We are all sitting around the fire our bellies full. A silence has fallen over us since the babies fell asleep, but it's comfortable and no one seems to want to break it including me. I like the silence when I can get it. Since the babies were born there's not been a lot of silence in fact now that I think about it it's really been since Santana came into my life. She's not a big fan of the silence, but I'm really glad that she seems to be deep in thought and hasn't noticed how quiet it is. I'm thinking about how my life is finally how I've always wanted it to be.
"I love you so much." Santana whispers kissing my jaw.
"I think we'd better go." my mom says before I can reply.
"No, you can stay the night." both myself and Santana say standing up with my parents.
"Oh sweeties we don't want to interrupt your time together." my dad says.
We walk them out the door and down to the beach. My mom hugs me then squeezes the life out of Santana. While mom's hugging her my dad slaps my back and whispers take care of them. We watch as they row back to the village.
"We should have insisted that they stay." Santana says leaning into me.
"Maybe, but once mom gets an idea in her head she never lets it go." I whisper kissing the top of her head before turning back towards the cabin. "Plus with the babies actually asleep at the same time she knew that we'd want to do something in private."
"Britt," she hisses as we walk back in.
"What my parents aren't prudes." I defend.
She really is going to have to get use to the fact that we're very open about sex. I mean we are committed to each other and thus we would be having lots of sex even with babies.
"Britt it's not that I don't want to it's just the babies. I don't want to scar them for life." she softly says.
"Baby they won't remember or even hear anything in the first place." I tell her wrapping my arms around her.
"Go open the door so we can hear if they wake up." she orders as she throws several furs down on the ground right outside our cabin.
I quickly get up stumbling as I try to comply with her demands while stripping my clothes off. By the time I finally get the door open and my pants off she's already naked and lying down. Motioning for me to get my ass to her now I fumble my way back to her despite the fact that it was only about five feet.
"God you're such a fumbling fool." she giggles when I finally manage to get myself next to her.
"Well you are really hot and irresistible that my game goes away." I seductively say climbing on top of her.
"You better not have any-"
I cut her off with a searing kiss. My hands making their way to her wonderful boobs squeezing them gently, her moans egg me on. This being the first time since she gave birth that we're being intimate with each other I plan on worshiping her body. I continue to kiss her as I gently massage her boobs knowing that they've been very sore lately.
"Britt Britt," she moans her hands flying to my head as I kiss down from her lips to her jaw to her neck.
"I love you so much," I whisper in her ear licking the shell.
She arches her back thrusting her hips up looking for some friction. A pang of arousal shots through me as I look down at the love of my life who looks so vulnerable just lying under me. Her eyes shoot open and she wraps her legs around my waist and arm around my neck pulling me down.
"I need you," she whimpered.
"Shh, baby I've got you." I whisper kissing down her body slowly.
I pause at her belly button twirling my tongue around it.
"Fuck, babe don't tease." she moans threading her fingers in my hair and tries to shove my head down to her vagina.
Moaning I kiss my way down to her other lips. Her arousal is alluring that I stop kissing her just to stare at her beautiful pussy. The curly black hair down here is soaking wet.
"Britt," she growls trying to get up while glaring at me, but I hold her down.
I breath in her sweet scent before plunging in.
"FUCK!"
I smirk as I take long licks plunging my tongue in as deep as I can into her. She bucks her hips thrusting them into my face as hard as she can. I continue to swirl my tongue around flicking her clit.
"Britt, oh fucking god fingers." she moans.
Pausing I slowly push two fingers into her curling them. Moaning she bucks her hips, arching her back as I start thrusting slowly and carefully.
"I'm close," she moans.
Santana POV
"BRITTANY!" I shout as I come hard.
I don't know how long I lay there panting, recovering from the amazing orgasm that my wonderful wife just gave me.
"I'll return the favor when I recover my strength." I hoarsely whisper.
"Don't worry about it, I can never repay you enough for giving us our two wonderful babies." she whispers wrapping her arms around me.