OMG, i am so sincerely sorry that i havent updated in forever! I'm so sorry; so for that, i am going to put up another chapter either later today or tomorrow! YAY! Anyway, i hope you really enjoy; i don't know where to go after the twins birth, so, ideas are openly accepted and welcomed! As are reviews!

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Chapter 14: Sure, Now's A Good Time

Santana P.O.V.

Two or three months had passed and everything, especially my belly, was bigger; I just wanted my twins to be born. Finn and I hadn't even discussed names yet! Grant was sort of excited, I guess as excited as he can get! Grant wasn't excited too easily. Finn was overexcited, and he was freaking out! I'm pretty sure he was freaking out more than me! And I was the one who had to give birth!

Finn was a lot of help though; he was sweet and he really seemed to try, even though he sometimes failed at his newest brightest idea to make me feel better. His last idea was to get a motorcycle and see if that helped me stop thinking about having to give birth to twins. Um, I don't think so Finn! I was shaken from my thoughts when Grant came running down the stairs screaming, "Ahhhhhh, two minutes Dad!"

He was clad in his Bengal jersey, ready to watch the game, "I know! Get the remote!"

Finn ran into the room in his matching jersey with a bowl of chips in his hand with French onion dip in his other. Finn put the food on the coffee table in front of the couch, picked up my feet that were resting on the couch where I was laying down, sat down, dropped my feet on his lap, and reached for the chips. Grant grabbed the remote, clicked on the TV, put the remote on the coffee table, and then he hopped onto Finn's lap, almost crushing my feet. The game had, like, another minute until the game began. Grant was bouncing up and down yelling about the Bengals and how good they were; they really were not that good, and the rambunctious four year old knew that. Finn was talking about the pregame stuff when I spoke up, "Um, well, not that I don't love a good, awfully played football game, but I think I'm gonna go to the Puckermans'." I went to get up.

"Oh, they are coming over, didn't I tell you?" Finn said.

"You certainly didn't tell me!" I said

"Oh, well, they should be here right about now." Finn smiled; then there was a slight knock on the door and our doorbell was pushed 50,000 times.

Finn made no move to get it so I walked over to the door and yanked it open, smiling sweetly. "Hey!" Quinn smiled cheerily.

"Why hello." I said with pretty much mock cheerfulness.

"What's got your panties in a bunch?" Quinn laughed.

"Oh, nothing, just Finn and his incapability to tell me things." I fake smiled and blinked a million times, batting my eyelashes.

Quinn grinned and I let Puck, Quinn, and their three kids into the house. Puck giving me a 'Oh, Santana' kind of look that was almost identical to Quinn's. Noah automatically launched himself towards Grant and they were replaying all the exciting things that had happened in the last game. Katie held firmly to her mother's hand and went with her into the kitchen; she looked so much like a little Quinn, other than her lips and eyes. She was dressed in a little babydoll dress with very cute flats; she was a stylish six year old. Though, little Noah was dressed just as Puck dressed; he had on a t-shirt and jeans with sneakers, a little leather jacket that would probably be switched out for a letterman jacket in high school, and he had a Mohawk just to finish the look. Little Alice was currently in her father's arms and dressed like Katie was except that Alice had dark hair, Quinn's eyes, and Quinn's lips.

I led Quinn into the kitchen where she set down the buffalo chicken dip that she had brought an she also put out some tortilla chips for it. I would take it out to the boys after we had eaten what we wanted of it. Quinn and I lapsed into easy conversation which Katie found boring, so she walked out of the room and back to the family room where the game was getting started. "So, how's the pregnancy going?" Quinn asked, curious.

"I just want these twins out of me." I sighed.

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Quinn nodded.

"Yeah, pray that you don't have twins." I laughed.

"That would be a fruitless effort.!" Quinn laughed.

"Oh yeah, knowing you and Puck-" I started, but Quinn cut me off.

"Well, not because of that, well sort of, but anyway, that's past the point, it would be a fruitless effort because I already am." She smiled.

She gave that a minute to sink in, "Wait, are you say- What?" I realized, she watched the realization cross my face.

"Yeah, I'm pregnant!" Quinn smiled and laughed.

"Oh my gosh, Quinn! This is great, another group of our children can be best friends!" I gushed, laughing.

"I know, I'm so excited!" Quinn nodded, laughing still.

"Wait, how long have you known you were pregnant, and with twins?" I asked excitedly.

"I've known it was twin for about a week, but we don't know the genders yet." Quinn said.

"Oh, that is just so great!" I yelled happily, "Whoa, Quinn, five kids, that'll be a lot of work!"

"I know, but, you've always known that I wanted kids; and with Puck it really wasn't an option not to have kids, he wanted them too.! I'm glad he didn't actually get a vasectomy!" Quinn said.

"Yeah, of course, when do you find out the genders?" I asked.

"Well, I go back in three weeks, so they will probably tell us then!" Quinn said.

Then Finn walked in to get some beers out of the fridge, "Hey, Quinn." He said, raising a hand in hello.

"Finn, she's pregnant!" I said.

"Congrats!" Finn said happily.

Then Puck walked in and said, "Yeah, and with twins!"

Finn embraced Puck in a brotherly hug, "I'm really happy for you!"

As this whole exchanged was going on, I felt a weird feeling and I freaked out, "Finn! My water just broke!"

OK, cliffhanger! I'm sorry! But, you will get a continuation really, very, very soon! Thanks for reading!

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