Sex prompt: Didn't receive one for this chapter but I did put a scene in for all you lovelies. It's at the end of the chapter.

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She was well rested, but she was not happy. Her body felt weighed down and her reflexes were practically non existent. Then she was discombobulated from her senses being so dull. Before she could hear the forest hum and the city scream but now it was all quiet. It terrified her. She had to leave a TV on while Brittany was at work or else the silence would drive her insane and then Quinn wanted nothing to do with her because she was snapping and snarling at everything. She took one incredibly long nap and woke up human. She did not like it.

It didn't help that work was very busy. She'd fired most of her staff. So she'd gotten really snappy one day and fired over half of her staff. She wanted to start fresh with employees anyway but she'd been planning on doing it slowly and fading people in while fading the old out. Instead it happened by her losing her temper and firing everyone in the room. Granted, they all were going to get fired anyway but it would have been better if she'd at least had interviews set up, or that her manager was more productive.

She sat her desk, squeezing the form out of her stress ball that Kurt got her when they broke the news that she would be temporarily human until Britt gave birth. She would survive this. Britt needed all the wolf she had to give to keep their child and herself safe. She would gladly give up her wolf or her life to protect them. She sighed, setting the ball down on her desk and turning back to her paperwork. No sooner had she started to type up her expenses report did her office door open.

"Hey boss, how's that headache?" Alice asked with a toothy smile.

"It would be better if I wasn't being bothered right now," She grumbled pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Well come have a shot of Jack. That should numb it right up," Alice offered.

"We are working. We do not drink while we are working. If I have to tell you this one more time I will fire you," She glared reaching for her stress ball and squeezing it so hard her knuckles started to hurt as bad as her headache.

"We're not open and technically I'm off the clock. A shot of Jack isn't going to kill anyone but that attitude of yours from that headache just might," Alice shrugged and had the audacity to look over her shoulder and wink as she sauntered her way out of Santana's office.

"I will kill her. Then fire her," She grumbled feeling the material of her stress ball break apart and crumble in her hands. "Great. Just great," She huffed and pulled out her cell phone. She texted Kurt that she needed a new stress ball and then sent Britt a text asking how her day went. She put her phone back on the desk and turned to her laptop, glaring at how bright the screen was to her sensitive eyes.

What! You just got that ball three days ago. How have you managed to destroy it already? Her phone buzzed with a response from Kurt.

People. That's all she had to respond with. Her phone remained silent for the hour as she finished her report.

"I've got someone you need to hire," Her office door swung open and in walked Kurt. She jumped in her seat, not having heard him approaching. That was defiantly something she wouldn't get used to; not knowing when she was about to have someone enter a room. It always activated her fight or flight response. When she recognized Kurt she slowly placed the letter opener back on her desk. She didn't know the man child that was following Kurt into her office.

"Nice of you to just pop in," She smiled with tight lips and a arched brow. He knew her well enough to hear her sarcastic pleased people tone. If you didn't know her, you'd think she was sweet as apple pie but Kurt knew it was her 'I'm done with bullshit' voice.

"Figured it was better to introduce you in person than call you and tell you I had a new bartender for you. This way you at least give him a decent interview," Kurt cocked his head and smiled down at her. He then presented her with a bottle of Advil and a new stress ball.

"I suppose for you I can give whoever this is five minutes of my time," She reached for the Advil first and popped two of the pills before grabbing the stress ball and immediately squeezing it in time to the thumping of her headache.

"Hello ma'am. I'm Rory Flanagan. Mr. Hummel-Anderson informed me you were in need of a bartender and I would like to apply for the position," Rory smiled and offered her his hand. She had to pause her thought at his accent which delayed her in shaking his hand. Probably didn't help the boy's nervousness.

"Have a seat Rory. Kurt if you would kindly wait for us at the bar," She smiled and Kurt nodded into a slight bow which she quirked a brow at. He waved his hand in annoyance at her and left her office, closing the door behind him, which she was thankful for because she could swear she saw Alice leaning so far over the bar that she could have fallen off the side of it. "So Rory, do you have any bar-tending experience?"

"Yea ma'am. I worked in my father's pub since I was able. My specialties are with the whiskey's. I can mix up most anything," Rory folded his hands together and rubbed nervously. If she'd had her senses at wolf peak she'd be able to hear if he was lying but instead she needed to trust her human instincts. This was a recommendation of Kurt's and she trusted him. With his accent, he would be popular meaning he would keep customers at the bar ordering drinks. So now all she needed was a female bartender and she'd have a well staffed bar. Then she could worry about other things. Plus, hiring Rory now would be a huge help.

"Tell you what Rory. I'm going to give you a test run. Can you work tonight?" She asked giving her stress ball a break from the squeezing.

"Yes ma'am. I'm available anytime you need me," Rory shook his head and smiled.

"Excellent. Let's see how you do tonight. Report in to Alice and get acquainted to the bar and it's layout. You do good tonight and we'll talk about a position," She shooed him away with a flick of her wrist and a small tight smile. She didn't want to give him the idea she was already going to hire him. She wanted to see how he worked but she does trust Kurt not to set her up with crazy employees.

Kurt was quick to enter her office after Rory left and he took a seat, fixing his tie as he did so. "So?" He asked with a sly smile and raised brow.

"He's alright," She shrugged tapping at her laptop keys.

"So one stress down and one to bring up," Kurt started, effectively getting her attention, "We're coming over this weekend to prepare the baby's room but Britt can't decide a color and I need input. Unless you want me to have full control."

"No! I mean, we love you Kurt. We do, really. But I swear if you make my baby's room look like an over sparkled Babies R Us, I might just snap and kill you all," She spoke with clenched eyes and a fist grip of rage on her stress ball.

"Exactly why I'm asking for input," Kurt commented.

She leaned back in her chair and chewed on her lip while starring at Kurt. She was seeing past him, lost in her thoughts and wondering if she should tell him just what she was planning. Kurt gave her the time to think while he just played with the end of his tie and bounced his foot.

"I want to buy Britt a house. We want a big family and with pups around it would be nice to have an actual yard. I mean, we're getting married and starting a family. It's time to set some roots," She smiled up at Kurt, still looking past him as she imagined this life for her and Brittany. She could see her kid running in the back yard with her and Brittany starring at them from the kitchen window. She could see Christmas lights and a big tree surrounded by presents and having everyone over for Thanksgiving. She wanted that all with her mate and pup but her apartment just wouldn't be big enough.

"Wow. Are you sure you're ready?" Kurt asked leaning forward with excitement.

"I've always been sure when it comes to Britt," She answered with a certain nod.

"Okay. Have you talked to Blaine yet?" He asked.

"Not yet. I've been playing with the idea since Britt told me she was pregnant. I have more than enough in savings to afford a down payment on anything in town but with all the changes in our lives right now, I wasn't sure it would be a good time," She admitted.

"Now would be the best time before she gets any more pregnant. Besides, it'd be a nightmare to move when you have a newborn," He leaned back in his seat.

"I was counting on still being a wolf. I could do everything but now I can barely keep my eyes open for twelve hours," She huffed, going back to squeeze her stress ball.

"Does Britt know you've been planning this?" Kurt asked.

"No. I wanted to surprise her," She shrugged knowing that would be a long shot. Looking for a house was a couple thing. Not something your mate decided for you and you were stuck living in it. "It's just a big decision to make without her and I know it wouldn't be fair."

"I have an idea. I'll have Blaine put together a selection of homes for you two and you can surprise her with the packet. I mean she doesn't know you want to buy a house so it'll still be a surprise and then she can help you pick out the perfect family home," Kurt bounced a bit in his seat with small claps.

"That sounds like an excellent idea," She mused.

Kurt squealed, "I'm going to need another notebook!"

"Don't you have enough?" She asked leaning back in her seat from shock of Kurt's little outburst.

"I need one for your house decorating!" Kurt exclaimed.

She wondered just what was in store for her tired human self.

It was just before dawn when she finally made it home. Turned out that Rory was a great at the bar and she hired him before the shift was even over. That had meant a late night getting all of his paperwork filled out, a time card made, and giving him his schedule. Seems all she had left to do was replace Alice for someone with a work ethic and get a second bouncer so Jake could get a night off.

She kicked her shoes off at the door and slid them next to Brittany's shoes. She starred down at their shoes and smiled. This would always be what she'll see by their door and in just eight months their will be another tiny pair of shoes next to theirs. Just the thought made her heart swell. She pulled her hair out of its ponytail and scratched lightly through her hair. She was exhausted but she knew Britt would be up soon to get ready for work so she made her way to the kitchen.

She started by making herself a quick cup of coffee with her one cup machine that Kurt and Blaine got her. Kurt called it a gift of necessity. Something about her being a evil cranky bitch and no longer having wolf stamina was going to get them all killed. She put that card in storage for when she was old and needed a good laugh. While her one cup brewed she pulled out some food to cook for Britt. Her mate was chowing down on some food which was pleasing to see her eating for two. Only downside is that they could not keep up with their intake of meat. She'd buy a pack of steaks to come home and find that Britt ate them all at dinner. Now she was leaving the steaks for Britt and ordering a near rare burger at work.

No sooner had the bacon started to sizzle in the pan were two arms wrapping around her waist from behind. "Morning babe," She smiled and leaned back into her mate who kissed her at her temple.

"Cooking breakfast?" Brittany asked. Her voice was still heavy with sleep. She chuckled turning in Brittany's arms and pulled her in for a good morning kiss. Brittany moaned into her lips as she reached around to slide her hands up the back of Brittany's tank top. Brittany's skin felt so warm to her now that she had to remind herself why so she wouldn't panic and think her mate had a fever. After touching Britt for the first time to waking up to her more human self, it took hours for Brittany to convince her she didn't have a high fever and was dying. Quinn even had to help with that not so minor freak out.

Brittany's nails scrapped at the back of her neck and arousal punched through her. "Baby, I need you," Brittany whispered into her lips, tugging at the neck of her shirt. She groaned feeling herself getting hard. She picked her up by the back of her thighs and carried her over to the kitchen counter. Brittany thrust her hips forward, rubbing her heat against her roughly. She was now painfully hard for her mate and impatient to please her. She ripped Brittany's tank off and tossed it somewhere behind her. She grunted as Brittany quickly popped the button to her pants and ripped the zipper down.

"Don't burn the bacon babe," Brittany breathed against her, hands deep in her pants and trying to pull her out.

She moaned but broke away to cut the stove off and pulled the pan of bacon off. When she turned back to Brittany she found her mate completely naked with thighs spread wide. She swallowed seeing how wet her mate was for her. She tore her shirt off and shimmied out of her pants so fast that she nearly tripped over herself.

"See something you'd like for breakfast?" Brittany smirked, running a finger from her own collarbone down till she was swiping through her wetness.

"Fuck Britt," She breathed moving to run her hands up Brittany's thighs to rest at her waist.

"That's what I want you to do," Brittany sucked her finger between her lips and licked them clean. Had her wolf still been present, she'd be biting for control but even now she was close to losing her sanity. She stepped between Brittany's legs which immediately wrapped around her. She rubbed herself through Brittany's wetness, coating them both in before she slid completely in. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she leaned forward to breath into Brittany's neck. "God yes!" Brittany's head fell back and nails scratched down Santana's back in bliss. She grunted, thrusting into her mate and getting lost in the feeling of velvet heat surrounding her.

Brittany sunk her nails into Santana's hips, urging her to fuck her faster. Whatever her mate wanted, she would get. Her muscles burned, toes curled, and sweat quickly built up between them. She had to wrap her arm around Brittany's waist to not fuck her off the counter and into the cabinets. She nipped at Brittany's neck, sucking at her pulse point. She could feel the blood pumping as she rolled her hips into her mate. Brittany's walls contracted against her, pulling her in deep and tight. "Fuck!" She hissed as she felt herself slip so close to her orgasm. She ran one hand from Brittany's collarbone, between her breast, down her still flat stomach, till she rolled her fingers over Brittany's clit.

"Oh FUCK!" Brittany grasped and bucked against her.

She could barely breath, panting wildly into Brittany's neck. She was so close, her human stamina not impressive at all. "Brittany," She licked out at the mark on Brittany's neck and thighs trembled against her. Brittany's breath caught in her throat and seconds later she was convulsing in Santana's arms.

Brittany's walls squeezed down on her, sucking her in all the way and her orgasm punched through her. She stiffened as waves of pleasure pulsed through her body. She leaned her thighs against the counter to keep from completely falling into Brittany who was still twitching in after-waves of her own orgasm.

"Awake now?" She asked with a chuckle into Brittany's collarbone where she was resting her head.

"Very much so. Tired?" Brittany asked reaching up to run fingers through Santana's hair.

"In the best way possible," She smiled and placed a soft kiss at Brittany's collarbone. It was definatly a good morning.