Santana was getting really, really big. She had just over month until she was due. She still didn't know what the genders of the twins were, she didn't want to. She and Finn had managed to pick out names that had them covered for any pair.

"So one month," Finn said. Santana nodded and Finn placed his hand on her stomach, as usual.

"It's not that much time," she said desolately.

"Finn, what if we are horrible parents?" she continued. Finn silenced her fears by stepping really, really close to her. She was too distracted by staring at him.

"You will be an amazing mom," Finn said. They were interrupted by a shrill calling of Finn's name.

"We need to go, these solos don't learn themselves," Rachel said and as she and Finn walked away, she cast a dirty glance at Santana. It was quick but Santana got the message. Through it all, Rachel would always be able to pull him away. She would always have these times with him alone; Santana would never be able to have him if she needed him during these times.

Santana beat Finn home that day. He walked in and his mom was on a date with Burt.

"You didn't wait up for me…how's you get home?" he asked. Santana stared down at her homework. He wished that she would look up at him.

"Mercedes dropped me off," she said and gestured for him to sit next to her.

"Oh," Finn said.

"How was practice?" Santana asked.

"Tons of Fun," Finn said. Santana felt pain stab her heart once. She forced a smile. But when she looked at him, his eyes were so caring that she couldn't be angry, at least not quite yet.

"Have I ever told you how much I miss you when I'm waiting for you?" she asked flirtily. Finn smiled that goofy grin of his.

"No, but I am dying to hear," he said. She didn't tell him. Instead, she opted for kissing him. A kiss that said more than her words could about how much she longs for him when he sings with Rachel. And Santana's heart leapt from her chest when he kissed back just as meaningfully.

Weeks later and Santana knew Finn was singing (practicing, Finn insisted, as if that changed anything) with Rachel, so she waited by her locker. She'd be there for an hour and a half at least. Rachel would take her time and avoid subjects she knew would remind Finn of Santana.

"Rachel hogging your man?" Kurt asked as he came up to her.

"As usual," Santana replied through gritted teeth.

"Berry is…not aware of others emotions. If it makes her happy than she assumes its destiny," Kurt scoffed, glaring at the choir room. He had gotten over Finn, but he had never been a huge fan of Rachel.

Kurt left and Santana was waiting for Finn still, knowing that even if she marched in the room there was a greater chance that he still wouldn't leave. He wouldn't leave if she was bleeding out her eyes.

"Oh god," the words involuntarily escaped from her lips as a tense pain rain through her. She stared down. She started freaking out. She wasn't sure if Finn would come if she got him…..she didn't know what to do.

She'd just had a contraction and…her water broke.