"Just hold my hand, everything's going to be okay, hun."
"This just remembers me our wedding day." She started crying at the memory. " I couldn't even stand by myself and you took care of me."
Brittany was driving as fast as she could, the streets of New York seemed far more trafficated than usual on that day of October.
"Shit, is the whole population of New York coming to the hospital with us ? JUST GO HOME !" She cried, still holding her wife's hand.
"Brittany, I really cannot keep calm if you keep screaming. " Santana said, squeezing the blonde's hands.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm just worried and I don't know what I have to do, I don't know what to say, what if I can't do it ?"
"We'll be fine, Brittany." she touched her belly. "This baby really wants to meet his moms."
They had spent months trying to decide the baby's name, but they just kept fighting, they kept picking names, but they couldn't decide which one could fit their baby. Eventually, they decided to wait to see him, before deciding. The delivery was long and painful for Santana, but Brittany never left her side. When they finally had the chance to hold their newborn, they couldn't stop smiling and holding him. It was their first child, they were both interested in having a big family, Brittany had always sad that she wanted a soccer team, she wanted to watch them playing in their big backyard, while drinking a margarita with Santana. She had always dreamed to be a mom, one day and she was excited, her dream was becoming true. She had married the love of her life and she was, now, holding their first son. Santana, on the other hand, was freaking out.
"I don't think I can do this, Brittany." she said, putting their baby to sleep.
"What ?"
"I'm not cut out to be a mom. I'm the mean one, the bitch, the frozen hearted. Everybody is always complaining about me, how am I even supposed to be his mother ? This is so wrong. I'm gonna be the worst mom ever, I'm going to ruin his life and I'm going to make everything harder for him. What if I become like my grandma ? What if he confesses something to me and I cannot accept it ? What if I am not the mother he wants me to be ? Oh my God, I'm gonna fail as a mother."
She started crying, looking for Brittany's arm to hold her. She kept crying, remaining completely silent, while Brittany was trying to calm her down.
"Now, you listen to me. You are the bitch, I'm the stupid one, right ?"
"You're not stupid." Santana answered, staring at her, not sure of what she meant.
"If I'm not stupid, you're not the bitch. You know, they called us 'the stupid and the bitch lesbians' back in school." she smiled "You're gonna be a great mom, we're gonna be a perfect family. And, after what you've been through with your grandma, I'm pretty sure you will accept everything, I'm sure you'll be the one he'll go when he needs advices."
"Why are you saying that ?" Santana asked, confused.
"Because you are amazing. You have saved my life, even if you weren't supposed to. You told a man to shot you, to save me, even if I was with somebody else. You got shot because of me, you risked your life because you are in love with me. How can you even think that you are frozen hearted ? We all know that when you care, you know how to do it. I know you love him with your whole heart and I am not scared, because I know that, when you're there, everything's gonna be fine."
Santana kissed her, smiling.
"He's gonna grow up eating love. I'm so happy, Brittany. I'm happy to have you, I'm happy to have him, I'm happy to have us. I feel like the luckiest person in this world." she kissed Brittany again and again. She took her hand and she squeezed it, remembering how Brittany had been her strength while she couldn't even stand up by herself.
"Hey, don't even try to say that. I'm the luckiest person in this world."
"Let's just say we're the luckiest family ever. I love you, Brittany."
"I love you too, Santana. I'm sure we'll be fine, we are gonna be amazing." She got up, kissed Santana in her forhead "I'm gonna grab a coffee, Quinn just texted me. She's coming here, I'll met her in the cafeteria and then I'll take her here, to see you and... oh, we really should pick a name for him."
Santana looked at their baby and then she smirked at Brittany.
"What about Bryant ? It's like our names mixed up."
"I love it, it's just perfect." She picked up their baby boy and she kissed him. "Hi, little Bryant."
Santana smiled watching her wife and their kid together. Brittany walked away, still holding Bryant.
She went downstairs, finding out that Quinn was already waiting for her.
"Hey mommy !" Quinn cried out
"Hi, auntie" Brittany said, kissing Quinn in the cheek. "Bryant, say hi to auntie Quinn"
"Hi Bryant" Quinn said, smiling at the little baby and picking him up from Brittany's arms. "I like the way it sounds."
They walked upstairs, to find Santana reading a magazine.
"Hi cutie" Quinn said "You look amazing"
"Don't you dare say that. I look like shit, but I really don't give a damn." She laughed "Bryant is fine, everything's perfect. I'm great and incredibly happy."
"You two are awesome, my girls." Quinn said, placing Bryant in his little crib "Amazing. I'm sorry I already have to go, but my work is trying to kill me." She walked away, leaving the two moms alone.
"We really are amazing, Santana."
"I know, we are." Brittany sat next to her, holding her.
"Te quiero, Santana." She said.
Santana laughed, it sounded so weird to hear Brittany talking in spanish, but it was the cutest thing she had ever heard.
"Te quiero, Brittany."
This is the end, the end of my Brittana fanfiction, I hope you guys have enjoyed it, I didn't want to go too far with the story, nobody knows what's gonna happen between them ! Let's wait and see !