Hi, guys. This is the 5th chapter of the story and I apologize that it toke so long to come. I would also like to thank my BETA, Born To Be A Writer121. Thank you so much ️.

Rachel's POV

I need a job and bad. I have 4 kids to take care of and 3 baby mommas that hate seeing me. Well, 2 at least. Santana and I are getting along really well. Even though every time I talk to her, Puck has something say. I'm laying on my bed looking at video. It's 8:30 and we don't have school today, so I really have absolutely nothing to fucking do and it's driving me crazy. How am I suppose to prove myself when no one will hire me? My cell phone starts ringing and I look at the caller ID. "Mom 💛💍👸"

"Hello?"

"Cherry Berry, I need your help. I have an important meeting in an hour. My assistant is late and I have no idea how to get into this filing system. I'm trying to get onto the computer, but it keeps saying error. Why did I let her install this shit is beyond me." Cherry Berry is a nickname my Grandma use to call me before she passed away. Every summer I would go to her house and would have this cherry tree and even though I was mildly allergic to is. I couldn't stop eating it. She would know too, because I would always be itching and scratching all over. After a while, she started calling me Cherry Berry. Then she died of a heart attack. I lost my dad in a car crash when I was 11 years old. So, I love when my mom uses my nick name. It reminds me of them. She doesn't use it often, because she thought it would make me sad. But it doesn't. Just makes me miss them.

"Rachel!" I was pulled from my thoughts.

"Yes?"

"I've been calling your name for a minute now. I thought you hung up."

"Oh, no. I was just thinking of grandma and dad."

"Oh shit the nick name. I'm so sorry baby. I wasn't thinking. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. What kind of filing system do you have?" I ask changing the subject back to the problem at hand.

"I don't know. All it says is Ultra Turbo Filing System 3000." Wow now that's a nice machine. I have the same thing in my room to keep my homework, music sheets, football plays all in order. Yes I am still a badass, but I kind of have OCD which is Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

"That's a nice system mom. I have same one in my room."

"I know honey, that's why I called. Could you maybe come down here and open this thing and help me find my papers please. This contract could very well make me Senior Partner."

"Yeah, sure and I have something important to tell you. You might not be happy about it."

"Okay, tell me later. Just get down here as soon as possible. Don't speed or do anything dangerous. Just hurry please."

"Okay, I'm on my way."

"Okay, thanks baby."

"Sure mom." I hung up, and went to my dresser drawer and took out some slacks, my white collar shirt, my black tie and my nice dress shoes along with my black coat. I had to look nice. I'm going into a law firm where my mom is a partner. So, I had to represent her in a good way. After I finished getting ready, I got into my car and drove downtown to her office after of course locking up the house. It took me around 12 minutes to get there. That was only because I took the back streets instead of the main road which was packed with people either heading to work on time or was late for work. Either way it spelled traffic. I parked in the parking garage next to my mom's car and walked into the office. I walked by the receptionist and was stopped by security.

"Ma'am you have to check in." I turn around and he gasped.

"Oh, Ms. Berry, I apologize. I didn't recognize you. You have grown a lot since I saw you last."

"It's okay, Mr. Wilson. Would you still like me to sign in?"

"Oh, no, it's okay. Just go on up to see your mother, I'll handle the sign in for you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, please go. Sorry again for bothering you."

"No need." I walked over to the elevator and took it to the 52nd floor. I always got special treatment when I came here. My mother is the best lawyer this firm has got. She's always getting contracts and making deals that makes the company a hell of a lot of money. She won all of her last 27 cases so far. She's undefeated. So, she's kind of a big deal. Anyways, I exit the elevator and walk to my mom's office to see her in full panic mode. That's not good, because when she panics her heart rate goes up and it could cause her to pass out.

"Mom you need to calm down."

"Oh thank God baby please help me. I have less then 23 minutes before my career is over."

"Mom your career isn't over, but before I open this. I need you to close your eyes."

"Rachel I don't ..."

"Do it mom."

"Seriously I don't ..."

"Shelby Annabelle Berry, close your eyes."

"Okay, okay." She closes her eyes and I massages her temple while saying calming things to her. I feel her begin to relax and a few minutes later, she was completely relaxed.

"You feel better now mom?"

"Yes, you're good at that." I nodded my head and turned to start working on this system while talking to her.

"Yeah, remember when I had to do it for dad when he had important surgery to do and he was freaking out over the fact that it was his first real one by himself."

"He called me panicking and I didn't know what to do. But you did. You said for him to close his eyes and massage his temples and listen to your voice. Where did you learn that?"

"Just trying different things that would help me calm down and that actually worked." I said still working on this system.

"I'm glad."

"Yeah me to ... Ah ha gotcha!" I said as the file drawer popped open.

"What file are you looking for?"

"The Cohen White Motion Picture Studios. Mrs. Cohen-White will be here any minute please hurry." I nod my head again as look for the file and yes here it is.

"Here you go mom. If I may ask, is she opening a studio in Lima?"

"Sorry, baby, I cannot discuss anything about the case or contract with you."

"It's cool, I get it. I'm going to uninstall this thing and convert every thing back to the original filing system. It's easier that way for people who know little about technology."

"Thanks baby and I'll try not to take offense to being called old. Yeah, I caught that."

"Just saying older women like you have a tougher time understanding technology in main stream society."

"You're lucky I have somewhere to be or else I'll get you."

"Are you sure you wouldn't break a hip in doing so?"

"Damn you, woman. I am 43 years old and I'm not that old."

"There's a gray hair." She runs to the mirror.

"Where?" Shelby panicked as she checked her hair in the mirror.

"I'm just joking mom."

"Oh hahaha. I'll see you later and please get this thing out of here."

"Okay mom." When she left to handle some business I got busy uninstalling it. Then, some girl comes in looking rather pissed.

"What are you doing?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Shelby's assistant."

"Shouldn't you call my mother Mrs. Berry?"

"You're her daughter Rachel?"

"Yes I am and as to what I'm doing, well I'm taking out this filing system and converting it back to the original filing system."

"What?! No you're not. That system saved me tons of time."

"Yes I am. It might have saved you time. But it almost cost my mother an important case/contract and my mother doesn't lose. It's better to bring back the old filing cabinets and start filing it manually one by one. My mother doesn't know a lot about technology. I just showed her how to work her new iPhone 6."

"Well that's what I'm here for."

"Work start at 8:00 not 9:15. Had you been here on time, than maybe I would be here."

"Listen you little spoiled rich brat, this is the easiest job I've ever had. It didn't even take me long to convince her that this system is better. Less work for me."

"The key is working. I would love to have this job. I would go school, football practice and then work my ass off. I may be rich, but my mother makes me earn whatever it is that I want, by getting good grades and doing as I'm told.

"No one cares what you think." Then a lady that's looks older then my mom by about 5 years maybe comes in and closes the door."

"I care!"

"Mrs. Dawson..."

"I heard enough. How many times have you came in late?"

"This is the only time." I turned around before it finished deleting all the data. I paused it and minimized the screen and went to log in data and printed it out. Then continued the deletion.

"Here's a log in print out for you. She has to sign in once when she comes into work and log out when she leaves work. It's a system that could stays on for hours, until you log off that is. It could have worked had my mother had the log in information. But, because she didn't. The filing system storage was locked."

"How do you know that?"

"I have one at home. I log into it after I come home from school and log out when I go to school. It keeps all my files organized and with a press of a button on my laptop it's opens the mini filing system and directs me to the exact file I need without the hassle of looking though many files. It saves time and energy."

"That's why I convinced Shelby to get it."

"First of all, Ashley, it's high inappropriate to refer to your boss by her first name. Secondly, did you show Shelby how to use it in case you were running late one day?"

"No, I felt I didn't need to, because I was always here when she needed a file or contract found."

"But, you wasn't today and had it not been for this young lady, Shelby would have lost a multimillion dollar contract."

"Let's see you were late today and seems like you come in almost everyday around 9 something. 9:05, 9:15, 9:26 and 9:42. The last 4 days you purposely came in late or when you wanted to. You do realize that work starts at 8:00 like Ms. Berry said."

"Please call me Rachel."

"Amanda Dawson. Please call me Amanda. Now what Rachel was saying was correct." She turned he attention back to Ashley.

"You knew she knew little about technology, so you decided to con her into getting this system so you wouldn't have to do the work. Then you has the nerve to talk to this young lady like that. You are fired, Ashley, for not doing the job you were paid to do and for arriving late to work. Please clean out your desk and leave my firm. Rachel, a word outside please." We walked outside my mom's office.

"I didn't mean to get her fired. I just didn't like..." She cuts me off.

"Don't feel bad. These records show that she came late and she said so herself it made it an easy job. Well we work extremely hard. Nothing is easy and if it is you're not working hard enough. Now I'm suppose to call in for another intern, but how old are you?"

"17 years old ma'am."

"What's your normal day like?"

"I wake up at 6:30 in the morning and get in the shower, get dressed and then eat my breakfast, get in my car and go to school, get harassed by my ex best friend Noah. Check on my 3 baby mothers. Go to my first 4 classes. Have lunch with other my best friends Mike and Finn. I have no 6th period. So, if it's a Monday I wait until football practice and then go home."

"I'm sorry did you say you have 3 baby mothers at the age of 17. How is that possible?"

"I'm inter-sex which means I was born with male gentiles. I have the ability to get girls pregnant. I slept with my girlfriend and got her pregnant. Then I slept with her other 2 best friends and got them pregnant as well. Not something I'm proud of."

"So, you have 3 kids on the way?"

"More like 4, one of them is having twins."

"Wow, so is football season still on?"

"No, last week was the championship game and we won. I'm actually surprise my ex best friend blocked for me. I was expecting him to let me get sacked. But I guess since we're graduating next year and this is our last year of playing football we wanted to go out as champions."

"Okay your free at say 2:00?"

"2:25 actually, my 5th period is from 1:25 to 2:25."

"Okay, so I expect you here everyday at 2:45. You're the new intern. I'll get someone for the morning shift."

"Thanks and on Wednesdays I can be here at 1:30 because we get out at 12:55."

"Okay so Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday you work from 2:45 - 9:30 which is when your mom usually leaves. If she leaves earlier then 9 then you can leave. Wednesday's you work from 1:30 - 9:30 or when your mom leaves. I'll pay $10 hours an hour until you graduate then I'll make it $13 an hour and it goes up to $17 an hour when get into college and finished your Freshman year with a 2.45 or better G.P.A. When you get your paralegal degree, it goes to $26 an hour."

"Wow."

"Yeah, but the hours get longer and longer. During the summer you will make 11 an hour for a full 8:00 - 9:30 or when you mom leaves shift."

"Again wow."

"Yeah, now considering you're still in high school, when you get here, I'll give you an hour to do your homework then it time for work okay."

"Yes."

"I don't do this normally and many people consider me an evil bitch. Excuse my language. But your mother is really important to my company and I need someone who will have her back, not someone who wants an easy pay check. Also, with you having children on the way, just tell myself or your mother if you have a doctors appointment or they go into delivery or something important like that and me or your mom will let you leave early. One more thing, if your mom comes in on the weekend then so do you. So do you want the job?"

"Yes of course."

"Well then you can start today."

"I actually have an appointment at 11:30 and I can be here for 1:00. We have no school today."

"Okay well it's 10 so I need you sign some papers when your mother returns and she will go over it with you. Then you have to take your picture for your ID and you can't lose it. You take your lunch and dinner with your mother. That's it and we get paid on every second Friday and well, welcome to the firm Rachel."

"Wow, thank you so much. I was just saying how much I needed a job this morning. Thanks for taking a chance on me. I won't let you down."

"I know you won't because if you do, you will find out first hand how mean I can be."

"I understand ma'am." Just then my mother walks up and Ashley walks out of the office and to the elevator.

"Where is Ashley going?"

"She's fired and I hired your daughter here from 2:30 until you go home everyday but Wednesday. She works from 1:30 until you leave."

"I leave at 9:30 almost 10 everyday. She needs to do her homework and stuff."

"I'm giving her an hour to do so everyday."

"Really, why are you being so nice?"

"I like her okay, she reminds me of you when I found you."

"She smart and hardworking. A little irresponsible when regarding other matters though."

"She told all about her 4 kids."

"4 KIDS? RACHEL BARBARA BERRY WHO ELSE DID YOU GET PREGNANT?" She yells at me.

"No one mom. Quinn is having twins."

"Oh, okay sorry for yelling." Shelby says, relieved. "When she said 4 kids, I almost killed you girl. I didn't buy all them condoms for nothing."

"So, I need you to go over the paper work for Rachel to sign and get her ID made. All before she leaves for her doctor's appointment."

"What doctor's appointment?"

"Brittany has a check up today."

"Okay when you come back, and during our lunch break, I'll tell you what you need to know and how to do things ... Like get my coffee."

"I'm not your slave old woman."

"Yes you are. I'm your mother and your boss. See I own you!"

"Losing your mind in your old age...tragic."

"Amanda tell her I'm not old." She said stomping her foot.

"Shelby you're not old. I am but, you're also not young. So, just live with it."

"Whatever. Come on my demon seed."

"I'm not a demon seed. I am an angel."

"If you say so." After completing the paper work and getting my ID, I drove to the doctor's office and went inside and saw Brittany sitting with some girl. I can tell off bat that there is something off about that girl. I walk up to the two and address Brittany.

"Hey B, how's my daughter doing?"

"She's fine, I just needed a check up."

"Okay, I can't wait for Bethany to be born." I see her grip her arm, but I think nothing of it.

"We changed the name to Andi."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Well Andrea so Andi or Drea for short." The girl says.

"Um, who are you?"

"I'm Dani, Brittany's girlfriend. I'm surprised Brittany didn't introduce me." She glares at Brittany.

"Well I'm Rachel Berry. I'm the other mother."

"Well she has 3 mothers then lucky her." Wait what?

"No, she only has 2 parents ... Brittany and I."

"You're mistaken you see I'm with Brittany and we are going to be a family. Right, Brittany?"

"Yes."

"Who's idea was it change OUR daughters name?" I said pointing to Brittany and myself.

"Dani and I felt the name Bethany would be too white."

"And Andi is so fucking original. Besides the baby is Dutch and Jewish."

"I'll be teaching her Spanish."

"Why? Brittany and I don't speak it, there is no need for MY daughter to speak it."

"Listen here, Robin. I don't know who you think you are but..." I cut her off.

"First of all, it's Rachel get that straight off bat. Second, I'm the only mother BETHANY will have other then Brittany. I fucked Brittany and she's having my baby. So go pull that crazy shit with someone else cause it ant flying here." The nurse came out and called her back to the room and we sat there quietly. I was beyond pissed. Who's this bitch think she fucking with? And why isn't Brittany putting this bitch in her place. After everything was fine with my daughter, I left. I know something is off with Dani. I just can't put my finger on it and I don't trust her.

Brittany's POV

The car ride was silent. Once we got into the house, Dani turns around and slaps me so hard in the face that I fall to the floor.

"Really, bitch, you not gonna introduce me huh?" I get up.

"BITCH,?IM TALKING TO YOU." She slaps me again so hard I fall on the couch.

"Then you gonna let the bitch talk to me like that."

"Well, Dani, she does have a point. You're not her mother. Me and Rachel are." She slaps me again and presses down on my stomach hard.

"Dani, stop please you're hurting the baby."

"I don't give a fuck. You will respect me! Whose the other mother?" I couldn't breathe.

"You .. are."

"Who?"

"YOU ARE!" Then she slapped me again.

"You better not ever fucking forget it. Now go take a nap." I got up and walked to my room and laid down crying silently. I couldn't take this pain much longer. Something has to change and soon before my daughter gets hurt.

Quinn's POV

(Next Day At School)

Having twins means two of everything. I would like it if I were getting help. But I suppose it's my fault for pushing her away and not wanting her help. Maybe I have been too hard on her. Just when I decide to call her, I see her walking towards me.

"Quinn, I have something for you. I got a good job working for my mother." She hands me some money and I get angry at her.

"You think you could just push money at me? No, you need to be a real fucking parent. God I can already tell your going to be a fucking dead beat dad or mom."

"Got damn it, Quinn! I'm sick of this shit! I am trying to be a real fucking parent, but you won't fucking let me! Make up your fucking mind." Rachel yells at me and I begin to cry. Damn these hormones.

"I am so sorry, Quinn. I'm just stressed out and I'm taking it out on you and that's not right. Please stop crying." She holds me and for once I don't push her away. I embrace her her and let her comfort me.

"Shhh, it's okay. Q, everything is going to be okay. I promise." I pull away from her.

"Rachel, I'm so sorry for how I've been treating you. You've been nothing but helpful or you would be if I'd let you. It's both of our faults. Maybe we can be friends if the offer still stands."

"Yes it does. Why did you change your mind?"

"The babies were kicking last night and I realized I had no one to call. That woke me up for real."

"Really wow that would have been great to feel."

"Wait here give me your hand." I put her hand on my stomach.

"Say something, Rachel."

"Umm, hey guys. I'm your momma Rachel ... Oh my God! They kicked!"

"Yeah, they do this whenever I talk about you. It's like they know you're their mother."

"I love you so much babies and I promise to be best momma in the world for you guys okay... They did it again. Quinn, it's like they can understand me...it's so awesome." Tears fall from my eyes and it does for Rachel as well.

"I'm sorry. You're not going to be a dead beat. I can already tell you're going to be a great mother to all your children."

"Thanks. I have to go to class. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay. Can I have a hug?"

"Yes." We hug and she kisses my temple as she rushes off to class. I walk down the hall and runs into Brittany.

"Hey Quinn, can I talk to you for a second?"

"Yeah, I should go first. I'm so sorry for sleeping with Rachel behind your back. I was weak and scared of being a lesbian, so I slept with Rachel. That way I could at least pretend she was a guy. But losing you wasn't worth it."

"Thank you Quinn. To be honest, we were going to break up anyways. We just didn't have that twinkle, you know?"

"Yeah." I nod.

"Quinn, I've been dating this girl name Dani she dropped out of school and I when I met her she was cool, fun and just a great person."

"But?"

"But things have changed. She's controlling and she. She beats me, Quinn. Yesterday, she got into an argument with Rachel at my doctor's appointment because she claims to be the 3rd mother or the 2nd mother and not have Rachel involved at all. She made me change her name from Bethany to Andrea. I'm scared Quinn. She slapped me around last night when I got home and she pressed down on the baby. She could have killed my baby Quinn. What am I going to do?"

"Well, you need to tell your parents or Rachel and leave her the hell alone. Break up with her."

"She told me if she couldn't have me then no one could. She'd rather kill me then see me with some other girl."

"Tell Rachel or your parents."

"They've been over seas in London for business. They won't be back until July."

"3 months from now."

"May, June, July, yep 3 months."

"How long has she been beating you?"

"3 weeks. We've been together for a month and a half."

"Leave. Now."

"I cannot just leave her. She'll kill me, Quinn."

"Then tell Rachel and let her handle her."

"I will. I have to go Dani is calling." She walks away talking to that bitch. Man if I wasn't pregnant, I'd beat her fucking her ass for real.

Santana's POV

(At home)

So, Rachel asked to come over and I agreed that it was time for us to talk. So here we are in my room staring at each other.

"Are you going to say something?"

"Wow you're so beautiful." I blush.

"Stop lying like a whale. I'm fat, unattractive and my feet hurt."

"You're not fat and I find you very attractive and..." She takes my foot out my slippers and takes my sock off and massages my foot. Damn, this feels amazing.

"Wow, Rach, that feels great. Can you go a little harder on the heel part? Yes, oh my God, Rachel!" I moan as she works miracles on my feet. Now, she's onto the second foot. My God I feel like I'm in heaven. I need more.

"Come here and kiss me!"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"DAMN IT I SAID KISS ME NOW!" I let loose Snixx's for a moment. She grabs my face and kisses me. Our lips moves together in perfect sync. I lick her bottom lip and she opens her mouth. We begin making out when my annoying brother has to interrupt my soon to be sexy times.

"What the fuck is going on here?!"

"We were making out. Now please leave because I wants back on them lips and I wants back on them now." Before we could resume, he out of no where punches Rachel in the face.

"Really, bro you gone me hit when I wasn't looking. I always knew you were a punk ass coward." Rachel said after tackling him the ground like she was Clay Matthews. Yes I knew sports. My dad, uncles and Puck always watch it at my house so I kinda watched it with it.

Rachel punches him on the face. I'm sick of this shit! I yelled at them to stop and Rachel stops.

"You're not worth it man." Just then he hits Rachel and I tried to get him off of her by grabbing his arm. Only to be pushed back. I fall on the wall and hit my head and then everything gets dark.

Rachel's POV

I punch Puck in the mouth and scream at him.

"LOOK WHAT THE FUCK YOU HAVE DONE!" I run over to Santana and carefully pick her up and rush her to my car and drive us to the hospital as fast as I can. I'm sure I broke many traffic laws, but I could care less. Once I got there, I jumped out and picked up Santana from the back seat after turning the car off of course. I rush in yelling.

"Please I need help. She's fucking hit her head and she pregnant." A doctor rushes over to me.

"What happened?"

"I was fighting with her brother and she tried to get him off me and she grabbed his arm and not knowing he accidentally pushes her and fell on wall and hit her head, knocking her out cold."

"Okay let's get checked out." He runs into the back and gets a wheelchair. I put Santana in it and we rush her to the back. I pick her up out the chair and lay her on the bed.

The doctor puts something under her nose and she wakes up instantly. The puts a bandage on her head.

"What is you name dear?" The doctor asks Santana.

"Santana Lopez."

"What state are we in?"

"Ohio."

"How old are you?"

"17."

"Who is this person here?" The doctor asks, pointing to me.

"Rachel Berry."

"Okay, so she doesn't seem to be in any immediate danger, but just in case I want to do an ultrasound to make sure the baby is okay." He returns later with the machine. He sets everything up.

"This might be cold." He says and applies the super cold jelly to Santana's belly and moves it the mouse around and I begin to panic when I here nothing.

"What's going on? Why are can't I hear his heartbeat." I begin to cry and this cause Santana to cry.

"Is my son gone?" I ask. The doctor doesn't say anything.

"Is my son gone?!" Santana asked, tears running all down her face.

Suddenly, the sound of a heart beat fills the room.

"Is that my son or is that me?" Santana asked. The heart beat is strong, loud and clear.

"Yes, that's him."

Santana and I smile at the ultrasound and stare at our son.

"Okay, so it appears that your son was sleeping which is why I couldn't locate him at first. Everything is fine and but we also need that knot to go down, so were going to have stay for a few hours to make sure everything stays fine." With that being said a nurse came and transported her to Level 3 in Room 269 on Bed A on the main floor. I'm sitting in a chair when my phone rings at it's my mother. It's 2:57.

"Hello?"

"Hey is there traffic or something? You aren't usually late."

"I know Santana's in the hospital."

"What happen?"

"Well it all started when I skipped the rest of school because Santana wasn't there. So, I went to her house and talked to her. Then I gave her a foot massage. She she demanded that I kiss her so I did. We began began making out and that's when Noah came in and we started fighting. Santana tried to get him off me and grabbed his arm. He pushed her off him and fell onto the wall and hit her head and was knocked out cold. I punched him his mouth and picked up Santana and drove her the hospital. Yes I was speeding. I didn't care. I was worried about Santana and my son. We got there and I told a doctor what happened and out a bandage on her head after cleaning it because there was a small cut in the back. He hooked up the ultrasound machine and I panicked and started crying when I didn't hear his heart beat which caused Santana to cry. I thought my baby was gone. That was until we heard his heartbeat. It was strong, loud and clear. He was sleep which is why the doctor couldn't find him at first. Even though everything is fine. Santana has to stay here for extra hours. He wants to be sure and he wants the knot to go down, before she leaves and that's why I didn't show up for work. That's the honest truth." Santana and the doctor look at me with shocked expressions.

"Okay, baby, well you know Amanda and isn't going to be happy. I think she likes you better then me and I've known her for almost 11 years now."

"I'm likable."

"I am too."

"Sure you are old woman."

"I'm not old damn it. That's why Barbara Streisand quit music forever."

"Take that back and do it now mother!"

"Tell me I'm not old and I'll do it!"

"Find you're as old you look."

"Hey!"

"Okay, okay, you're still kinda young mom. You actually look good for 43."

"Okay, I take back what I said."

"Thank you. Can you bring me some dinner on break. I'm not eating here."

"Okay, baby, the usual?"

"Yes please." We go to the same restaurant every night for dinner and get the same thing. I get a Chicken Cesar Salad with thousand Italian dressing and a Dr. Pepper and my mom gets the Italian cub with chips and a Pepsi or she'll get the pasta and bread sticks. That's really all we eat.

"Should I get something for Santana?"

"Just make mine a large and I'll share with her. I'm not so sure if she eat some things."

"Thought everything was fine."

"It is, but some foods make her sick."

"Okay got it. See you later."

"Okay. Bye mom."

"Bye." I hung up with my mom and look at them.

"What?"

"You actually told your mother the whole truth."

"Yeah it's easier that way. Plus she knows I'm a terrible liar and could here it in my voice. So, I just tell her the truth and if I get grounded then so be it."

The doctor left. That's when Puck finally decides to show up.

"Santana, my God, I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking. Is everything okay?"

"Yes, this time. You have gotten on my last fucking nerve Noah Lopez. Why is it so God damn hard for you to understand that I want to be with her. She's a great person. She's always had your back since we were little man. This hatred has got to stop. I could have lost my fucking child today. So help me God if you don't fucking change and I mean really change like Rachel's doing then I never want to see you again."

"Why her though?!"

"Why not her? Would you have felt better if I slept with another guy and he got me pregnant and left me to do this all on my own?"

"Well no, but..."

"I'm glad Rachel's the other parent. I know her and I know she will be there for me 110%."

"Oh, I forgot to mention I have a great job working with my mom. So that's why I haven't been seeing you and stuff. I don't get off until my mom leaves and that's usually around 9:45pm."

"See she even got a job to take care of her children. Do you think any other man would care as much?"

"No."

"Rachel, can I move in with you for a while. I don't want to be around him right now and he stressing me out and that's not good for the baby."

"One second." I text my mom and wait for a reply. I get a reply back.

"She said yes as long as it's okay with your parents."

"Can I use your phone please?" I hand it over to her as she has a long conversation in Spanish with her Dad. She then hands it to Puck. He tries to say something in Spanish but stops. I know a little Spanish not a lot so I'm confused at what they're saying. Puck hands Santana back the phone. She speaks with her father a little more before she hangs up and gives me back my phone.

"Papa said yes and that he wants to talk to you soon. He promises not to shoot when you arrive and thanks you for stepping up and taking responsibility." I laugh a little. Papa Lopez is the sweetest guy around. Now, Uncle Flex. I'm not so sure. I think Santana gets her anger from him. They were always the closest. Hell, we all were. He taught me and Puck how to pick up girls, play football and even gave us our first beer at 11 years old. Uncle Flex is the man. He has quite the temper though.

"What'd he say to Puck?"

"He's grounded for the whole summer for being over protective, causing fights at school and with you and most importantly injuring his pregnant sister."

"Does uncle Flex know about the baby?"

"Yeah and he said if you wasn't stepping up, then he'll make sure your not walking anywhere." I know he's serious, I saw his gun collection.

"I am. You told him I am, right?" I panic a little. Flex was a scary man.

"Yes, he knows that you have stepped up and is doing everything you can. But he will be there when you talk to my dad though."

"He's not mad at me, right?"

"No, he's pissed at Puck though." I'd hate to be him.

"Okay, so it's settled then you're staying with me?"

"Yep."

Quinn's POV

I just heard what happened. Rachel sent out a group text letting us all know that she was with Santana and that's she in the hospital and that's she fine. I may not have talked to Santana in a while, but I'm glad she's okay. She's carrying my babies' brother so it's important she be okay and I'm glad she is. Santana was always like a sister to me and I love her. I want us to be back close.

I walk down the hall and spot Brittany in an open room.

"What are you doing here B?"

"I felt a little sick so I came here to get a check up."

"Okay the truth this time."

"She hit me again and I'm just having my jaw looked at."

"Brittany, please leave her. I don't want nothing to happen to you. I know we've just become friends again so I can't lose you again. It hurts to fucking much to think about what that bitch is doing to you and I'm powerless to stop it." I start crying. That causes Brittany to cry and we hug each as best as we could with our big bellies in the way.

"I'm leaving her soon I promise."

"Look at your beautiful face. It's has a few scars but I think you're still breathtaking." I say in a whisper. Why am I whispering? No clue.

"Really?"

"Yes, please tell Rachel or I will have to."

"Could you just tell her?"

"Yes I will." Then suddenly she kisses me and I kiss her back, then she runs out the room and I'm left shocked and holding my lips as a smile forms. Rachel will go crazy and hopefully kicks her ass. I think as I sit on the bed trying to process what just happened.

Oh my God I like Brittany.

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