"So how did everything go?"

Santana was looking through the glass window of the NICU at her and Brittany's soon to be baby and she couldn't help but feeling like a worried parent and they had this little girl for less than twenty-four hours.

"The doctors say by her size and weight she's probably around five or seven months old. Besides being left on my door step she's perfectly fine. How are Rachel and Andy?"

"Andy's at school and Rachel's cleaning the pool – well can you guys keep her or not?" Quinn asked she knew how bad her friends wanted a baby.

Santana huffed and continued to pace infront of the large glass window. "I don't know they haven't said anything to us yet – well me at least Brittany's down in the cafeteria getting something to eat. I just hope everything goes how we want it."

Quinn could hear the sadness taking over her friend, she wish she could give them a baby if god wouldn't.

"Well just let me know how things go when you leave the hospital."

Santana could hear her wife whistling as she came down the hallways through the huge blue double doors.

"Where you just whistling Amy Winehouse?"

Brittany did what she did best and played dumb "You're a crazy lady I don't know what you're talking about." Santana just took the water bottle from her wife's hands and grinned. "So how's are little love bug doing?"

Santana told her everything the doctors had told her, Brittany was really nervous about whether they could keep her or not. Santana knew this because Brittany was eating every ten minutes.

"Mrs. Lopez-Pierce?" called the short Hispanic nurse

Both women stood up and followed her through the doors, and into a colorful children's room. She told them the doctor would be with them in a few moments and they would know more.

"Do you think they'll let us keep her or not – they let gay people adopt kids right?" brittany was getting extremely nervous, if you asked Santana she would say she wasn't nervous at all but she honestly had butterflies in her stomach too.

"Hello ladies I'm doctor Walden" she shook hands with both of the women and sat on the stool near the sink area. "So I know you guys really want to take her home and I'm sorry to tell you guys you can't take her home" Brittany's facial expression had turned from nervous to hurt in a matter of a sentence. "You can't take her home without a car seat it's a safety hazard."

Brittany lit back up like the Rockefeller center on Christmas. "San babe did you hear that we can keep her she can go home with us." Santana couldn't speak because she was so shocked and so happy about being able to take this little bundle of joy home with her.

"I'll go get the car seat – you stay here britt I'll be back in a few minutes." She said flatly she wanted to burst into song and dance with her wife but her emotions got stuck in a knot with the threw up she thought was going to come out when doctor Walden had played that joke.

When Santana arrived back at the hospital with a yellow car seat that had ducks all over much to Brittany's liking she couldn't wait to take her – their baby home.

"Okay so you guys just need to sign a few papers then I can send you on your way." They had no problems signing the paper work Santana was a lawyer after all, the only paper that had a problem with was the birth certificate, what was her name they hadn't given her one yet.

"Babe what's her name – we can't keep calling her precious, beautiful, and all that other stuff she needs a name." Santana said. They both searched their brains for the perfect name.

The baby just stared at them like crazy ladies while they made silly thinking faces. "I got it! Valerie." They baby let out a loud giggly and stuck her fist in her mouth. "Look she likes that name."

"Okay Valerie Lopez-Pierce." Santana wrote.

"Happy new birthday, Valerie." Brittany said rubbing her hand through the blonde curls.

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