A/N

Hey guys! I know, I know, the last chapter was super random but, my brother got Peyronie's disease and, instead of feeling terrible, I laughed. But, I totally shouldn't have. The faces he was making when we went to the doctor was hilarious. Anywho, um, I'm glad most of you enjoyed it.

Before I start this chapter, I'd just like to say that, yes, I deleted Fixing Us and I'm sorry to those of you who enjoyed it but, I really didn't have any ideas to continue it. :( I'm working on a G!P Santana story at the moment. I have been since I started writing Stuck, and I'll be posting the first chapter of that as soon as possible. Will also be posting the next chapters of Clumsy Red Shoes and Stuck when I get the chance.

Okeyday, enjoy the chapter. :)

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Chapter Nineteen

"Thank god they didn't have to perform surgery." said Santana as herself and Brittany made their way back to their room at the resort. Brittany had a brown bag in her hand that held her medication. She nodded and stopped outside their room door while Santana unlocked it. She opened the door and walked in with her new wife following, "Okay, take your pills now. I'll get you water." Brittany sighed and sat down. She didn't have an erection anymore but her penis was still bent and it didn't hurt as much as it had when she was erect. She got some pills out and took her glass of water from Santana, taking a sip before throwing the pills into her mouth and swallowing.

"I'm so tired." Brittany said. Santana frowned.

"Baby, we woke up a few hours ago. How are you still tired?" she asked. Brittany leaned her head back and closed her eyes, inhaling a deep breath and sighing.

"Don't know. I just feel drowsy." she said, "It's probably those pills the doctor made me take when we were at the ER." Santana nodded and patted Brittany's thigh.

"Go to sleep. I'll wake you up in a few hours." Santana said, standing up and walking over to the bathroom, "I'm just gonna take a bath, okay?"

"Mhmm." Brittany hummed. Santana sighed and closed the bathroom door, beginning to run a bath. Her phone began buzzing and she sighed, turning off the water and picking up her phone, opening the text.

From Rachel: Hey! Listen, I'm sorry to disturb, I know you and Britt are on your honeymoon and are probably doing the dirty at the moment, but, I just wanted to ask how it's going? Reply whenever you read this. Xx

To Rachel: Don't worry about it, Rach. You're not disturbing anything. I accidentally whacked Britt in her crotch and now she's got Peyronie's disease, so, no dirty doing going on here. The honeymoon's nice, but, I wanna spend time with my wife and she's tired. I don't know, I just feel like we're gonna have to repeat the honeymoon another time. Xx

Santana sighed and put her phone down on the sink before taking off her clothes and climbing into the bath, sinking in and closing her eyes. She let her thoughts go and wondered what it'd be like when herself and Brittany got home. When the honeymoon was over. What would married life be like? Sure, she knew what it was like to be with Brittany, but, being married was totally different. And they were expecting a baby.

We're ready Santana thought, We're strong together. And we're ready for everything that's coming our way.

Santana's phone buzzed again and she reached over and grabbed it, leaning back into the bath and opening the text.

From Rachel: Sweetie, I'm sorry. That's horrible. Maybe this honeymoon wasn't supposed to be. Brittany loves you, I'm sure she's feeling the exact same way. Just, spend cuddle time with her and when you come back, a few months before you've had your baby, you can go on honeymoon again.

Santana's eyes widened and she sat up in the bathtub, fiercely texting a reply.

To Rachel: Uh, baby? What baby?

From Rachel: Santana, I can tell that you're pregnant. Your boobs are bigger and, at the reception of your wedding, you could smell everything. And you threw up that morning.

Santana sighed and smiled, typing out a reply.

To Rachel: Okay, okay... I'm pregnant. Just, don't tell anyone. Britt and I aren't ready yet. I'm glad you know, Rach. Smarty pants. ;)

She put her phone down and climbed out of the bath, wrapping a towel around her body and picking up her clothes, opening the door and walking through to the room. Santana put her clothes on the bed and went back into the bathroom to get her phone. She picked it up, made her way back into the room and dropped her towel, changing into sweats. As soon as she'd changed, she glanced over to the couch and noticed that Brittany was fast asleep. Her phone buzzed again and she tore her eyes off her wide and opened the text.

From Rachel: I am so incredibly happy for you and Brittany! Yay! A little baby! I promise I won't say anything. And when you tell everyone else, I'll pretend to be surprised. I'll finally be able to do my surprised face. I've been working on it forever. Anywho, have an amazing rest of your honeymoon and I'll see you girls when you get back. ;) love ya.. Xx

To Rachel: Perfect Rach. Love ya too. ;)

Santana sighed and made her way over to the couch after putting her phone down. The two were leaving in the morning and, it's safe to say that their honeymoon was shit. As soon as Santana had covered her wife with a blanket, she made her way over to the nightstand on her side of the bed. She tore a piece of paper off of the mini notepad and quickly scribbled down a note for Brittany in case the blonde woke up and wondered where she was. She'd decided to go and get a massage, seeing as though there was pretty much nothing else to do here but sit and watch Brittany sleep. And as fun as that was, it could get kind of boring.

Santana put the note on the coffee table and left the room, making her way to the spa, phone and key card in hand.

Once she'd gotten to the spa, she asked for a deep tissue massage and waited a while before going in. The massage started and she was beginning to relax, letting her thoughts wander to how it was gonna be once the baby was born.

Do I want a boy or a girl? She thought as the masseuse kneaded her muscles, I don't think I mind, actually. Maybe we should get a puppy?... No, too soon. Maybe when the baby's like, 3.

The masseuse began digging into her shoulders, trying his best to loosen the knots that were building up. Santana let out a sigh as the massage started to put her to sleep.

I think we should buy a house in Montauk as soon as we get home. She thought in her tiredness, That way, when the baby comes, we'll already be settled. God, I'm hungry. I want a burger. Yeah, a gigantic bacon cheese burger with tons of fries and mushroom sauce. Oh, god, that sounds amaze.

The massage finished off and the masseuse told her that she could take her time in getting dressed and leaving before the door opened and closed. He was gone. Santana lay there for a few more minutes, contemplating going to the steam room.

I should probably get back to Britt, she thought, Or, if I go to the steam room now and go back to the hotel room with a present, maybe she won't be mad that I spent half the day without her... Good idea.

With a sigh, Santana sat up, quickly got dressed and made her way to the steam room. Once she was inside, she rested her head against the wooden wall behind her and inhaled deeply through her nose.

Santana was in the steam room for about an hour before she got dressed again and made her way to the gift shop to get something for her wifey. A stuffed bear was the best thing in there and she sighed as she payed for it.

"God," she said as her stomach grumbled, "Food." she said, making her way to a restaurant. She quickly got some food for herself and Brittany and made her way back to the room. Once she was inside, noticing Brittany wasn't on the couch anymore, she put the food down on the coffee table and walked toward the bathroom where she heard singing. She stood outside the door and smiled as her wife sang in the bath.

"Wise men say... Only fools rush in.

But I can't help falling in love with you." Brittany sang softly as Santana took some time to appreciate the smoothness and softness of the blondes voice. She softly knocked on the door and walked in, smiling widely at the sight of Brittany's one leg hanging over th edge of the bath and the other underneath a pile of bubbles. Brittany's head turned to the side and a smile formed on her lips, "Hey, you.."

"Hey," Santana whispered, walking over to her wife and kneeling down next to the bath, pressing a kiss to Brittany's lips.

"Sorry I haven't been spending much time with you today." Brittany said, lifting her hand out of the tub and stroking Santana's face, letting a few bubbles wet the latina's cheek.

"Mmm, that's okay. If we're being honest, this honeymoon kinda sucks balls." Santana said, "We may have to come again after baby's born."

"Yeah," Brittany agreed, "I think so too."

"Rachel knows." Santana said. Brittany frowned slightly.

"Knows about what?" she asked.

"Baby Poppyseed." Santana said, "Actually Baby Appleseed now." Brittany's eyes widened and she looked slightly frustrated.

"San! You told her without me?" Brittany asked disappointedly.

"No, baby, she figured it out herself." Santana said, dipping her fingertips in the water and letting them dance along Brittany's leg, "You know how Rach is, she's a genius. But, not to worry. I made her promise not to tell." Brittany calmed and rested her body against the tub.

"Awesome." she said, closing her eyes, "How was your massage?"

"Mm, good." Santana said, "I got us food too. I was in serious need of a bacon cheese burger with fries and mushroom sauce so, I got two." Brittany smiled and nodded.

"The cravings are starting." she sang. Santana smiled.

"Yeah, yeah. How's your dick?" she asked.

"It's not as painful as it was this morning but, it's throbbing a little." Brittany said, opening her eyes and sitting up, "Come on. You said burger now I'm hungry." she said, carefully standing up and letting her wife help her out of the bath. She slowly and very carefully changed into sweats after drying herself off and then sat down with Santana to eat. As the two of them ate and watched a movie, Santana realized how domestic the two of them already were.

And, when the two of them were lying in bed talking and laughing, the Latina couldn't help but feel like this was where she belonged.

"So, when you were younger, what was your favorite song?" Santana asked.

"Well, when I was in high school, my nickname was Poppa Pierce." Brittany replied, "Because myself and Puckerman were like, top dogs. And because I have a dick, I was a Poppa, you know. So, I had an anthem. Big Poppa by Notorious B.I.G. Man, I haven't heard that song in forever." Santana started chuckling.

"Poppa Pierce, huh?" she asked. Brittany smiled and nodded.

"Yup!" she said, "I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa, put ya hands in the air if you'se a true playa. I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa, to the honnies gettin' money playing niggaz like dummies. I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa." Brittany rapped. Santana laughed and hid her face in her pillow. Brittany shook her head and kissed Santana's head. Once the latina's laughter had calmed she looked at her wife and smiled.

"You want me to call you Big Poppa?" she asked playfully. Brittany's eyebrow raised and she nodded.

"Yeah, baby. When my dick's up and running again, you can call me Big Poppa as much as you want." she said, laying her head on her pillow and tilting it to the side, looking at her wife.

"If I called you Big Poppa during foreplay... Would it turn you on?" Santana asked, watching as the blonde bit her lip and nodded shyly.

"Yeah, I think it would." Brittany said softly. Santana smiled and leaned down to kiss the blonde.

"I will then." Santana said, letting her tan fingertips dance along Brittany's cheek as she stared lovingly into the blonde's eyes.

"What are you thinking?" Brittany asked softly as she stared back just as lovingly as Santana.

"I'm thinking... How lucky I am to have you." Santana said softly, still stroking Brittany's face, "And how happy I am. How happy we're gonna be when we get home. I'm not saying we're not happy now, I mean... When we buy a house in Montauk and, when Baby Appleseed comes.. We're gonna be so happy." Brittany smiled and nodded.

"Yeah," she said, "I can't wait. And I can't wait to have sex again, good god!" Santana giggled and leaned down again, kissing her wife softly and slowly as her fingers kept moving on the blonde's cheek.

"Mm, me too." Santana mumbled into Brittany's mouth before finishing off the kiss, "It's all gonna start tomorrow... Just not the sex part. We'll have to wait a few weeks for that." Brittany smiled and blinked slowly, keeping her eyes shut for a few minutes, "You tired again, baby?"

"Yeah..." Brittany said, opening her eyes tiredly and smiling at her Latina, "I wanna cuddle."

"Okay. Big spoon or little spoon?" Santana asked.

"I'm Big Poppa. I'm always the big spoon." Brittany said, smiling as Santana rolled over , switched off the lamp and lay down.

"I love you Big Poppa." Santana whispered, snuggling up to Brittany. She felt a soft kiss being pressed to her ear before Brittany's arm snaked it's way under her neck and lay still in front of her.

"I love you too, beautiful."

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On the plane back to New York

"Baby, have you taken your pills?" Santana asked as she buckled her seatbelt.

"Yeah, nausea pills and penis pills. Check." Brittany said making an invisible tick with her finger after buckling up. A man sitting in front of them turned around and looked at Brittany with a face of bewilderment, "Not Viagra! Believe me guy, I can get it up perfectly fine. It's bent because of Peyronie's disease, you got a problem with that?" the man looked shocked but shook his head and turned back around. Santana rolled her eyes and rested her hand on Brittany's thigh, rubbing up and down soothingly.

"Relax. Close your eyes. You want something to drink for when the plane's in the air?" Santana asked. Brittany shook her head.

"No thanks. I'll throw up if I drink or eat anything." she said, closing her eyes and resting her head, "Wake me up when we land?"

"I will." Santana said, "Go to sleep." Brittany nodded and slowly began drifting off.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentleman and welcome on this flight." said the pilot from the intercom as the plane started moving backwards, pulling out of the spot it was in, "Please be sure to buckle your seatbelts and only remove them when the seatbelt lights turn off." the pilot kept talking and only stopped seconds before take off. As soon as the plane began speeding up, Santana felt Brittany's hand grip hers tightly. She used her free hand to gently rub Brittany's strained one.

"It's okay, we're almost in the air just don't think about what's going on. Think about going to sleep." she whispered into her blonde's ear. Brittany's jaw clenched and she began inhaling rapidly through her nose, "Relax baby, I'm right here. I'm not gonna let anything bad happen to you, okay?" Brittany nodded as the plane lifted off the ground and took off, "We're in the air now, sweetheart. Everything's okay."

Ever since Brittany was a young girl, she's been afraid of flying. Hates it. Scares the shit out of her. But, somehow, with Santana there, she calmed down a lot faster than she used to.

The plane flew smoothly in the air as Brittany drifted off to sleep while her wife's gentle hands rubbed her thigh. The flight was long and Santana nodded off a few times but, when she woke up the plane had landed and everyone was gathering their things. She turned her head to the side and looked at Brittany who was sleeping. She smiled and kissed Brittany's cheek, gently rousing her from her sleep.

"Wake up baby, we've landed." she said softly, gently moving strands of hair out of Brittany's face. Brittany jolted awake and she looked at the Latina with sleepy eyes.

"What?" she asked tiredly before yawning. Santana giggled.

"We've landed. Come on, let's get our stuff. Rach is probably waiting with Quinn." Santana said, unbuckling her seatbelt and standing up. Brittany unbuckled her seatbelt as well and sleepily stood up, wincing as she did so. Santana looked at Brittany as she picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, "You okay, sweetie?"

"Uh... Yeah. Just... You know." Brittany said, gesturing to her crotch. Santana could see a slight bulge and pulled a face.

"I'm sorry it hurts so bad, baby." she said, picking up Brittany's bag and handing it to the blonde.

"It's okay. It'll get better." Brittany said, walking down the isle toward the front of the plane with Santana following behind her, "I'm happy to be home though. We can start looking for houses now." she said, putting her arm around Santana's shoulders as they walked off of the plane and through to baggage claim. Santana smiled as they got to baggage claim.

"Yup. I'm excited." she said.

Once they'd gotten their bags they made their way toward where Rachel and Quinn were waiting. As soon as they spotted the couple waiting, they smiled and waved to get their attention. The two girls stood up and Rachel squealed, racing over to the newly weds and pulling the both of them into a bon crushing hug.

"Rach, careful, Britt's sore." Santana said as she hugged Rachel back. Rachel pulled out of the hug and made a face.

"I'm so sorry, B. I completely forgot." she said. Brittany sighed.

"You told her about my bent penis?" Brittany asked Santana with an are-you-kidding-me look plastered onto her face.

"You told a random guy on the plane." Santana defended herself.

"He was assuming that I needed viag- You know what? It's fine." Brittany said. Santana smiled and pecked her cheek.

"I'm sorry." she whispered as Quinn let her arm hang loosely over Rachel's shoulders.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm hungry." Brittany said, pulling Santana into an embrace before the four of them began to walk toward the airport parking lot.

"Okay, we can stop at a drive-thru. What do you want?" Quinn asked.

"Ooh! Burgers!" Santana squealed.

"The cravings are starting." Rachel sang as Quinn walked ahead toward the car. Brittany smiled really wide and pecked Santana's cheek.

"That's what I said!"

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A/N: Sorry was so short. Next one will be longer. I hope you enjoyed it. There will most probably be sexy times in the next chap.

Songs:

I can't help falling in love with you - Elvis Presley

Big Poppa - Notorious B.I.G

Go listen to Big Poppa when you get the chance. My fav song ever. Notorious B.I.G is the best rapper that ever walked this planet.