Previously:

Quinn smiles and leans down to kiss both brunettes "Now that you're both awake it's time to get ready. We have to be at the club in an hour. Chop chop." She says while climbing off the bed and clapping her hands.

"Jeez Q, give a girl time to recover. I wouldn't be able to walk right now if I tried." Santana whines.

Rachel giggles "I'll shower first love." She says before placing a kiss to Santana's cheek and climbing out of bed.

Despite being the last one to take a shower, Santana is the first one ready and sitting on the couch; feet propped up on the coffee table, left arm draped over the back, right arm laying on the armrest with the remote in her hand flipping through the channels. She leans her head back and yells in the direction of the bedroom. "Come on you two... You'd look fine in a damn burlap sack, we are going to be late."

Footsteps are heard from behind her, "Easy for you to say," Quinn says with her hands on her hips whilst admiring the Latina's outfit. She's wearing black skinny jeans that are ripped above the knee, a red satin sleeveless shirt and a black leather jacket. Her hair is pulled back into a high pony much like she wore for the Cheerios. "Rach should be out in a sec she's just picking out an outfit," she informs.

Santana stands from the couch and pulls Quinn into her by the waist. "I have to admit this," she gestures to Quinn's outfit "Is better than a burlap sack."

Quinn stands further back from the brunette "You think so?"She does a twirl for show. She's wearing light denim ripped shorts and an electric blue shirt with half sleeves that accentuates her bust just right. Her hair is done in loose curls that fall just below her shoulder blades.

"Mmmm definitely." Santana husks while dragging Quinn back into her front and kissing her deeply.

Rachel walks out of the room brushing her shirt down "Sorry! Are we good to go?" She looks up to the duo still in a lip lock.

Hearing her voice the end the kiss and look in her direction. Their breaths hitch in their throats, "Oh my..." The both say barley above a whisper.

Rachel looks down at herself and frowns "I know, but I can't fit into anything. Half of my pants don't button and my dresses make me look like I just ate a really big meal... Give me a minute I'll try to find something else," she pouts before turning back for the bedroom.

Santana stops her in her tracks and grabs her right arm gliding her hand down to the divas hand and lacing their fingers together.

"Rach you look amazing," she says while roaming her eyes from head to toe of the diva. She's wearing a dark grey, low cut spaghetti strap, billowy tank top. Dark blue skin tight capris and gladiator sandals. Her makeup is done just right with a smokey eye and her hair is blown out and framing her face perfectly.

Quinn reaches with her left hand for Rachel's unoccupied one, her right wrapped securely around the Latinas waist. She pulls the tiny diva into the two, leans her forehead against hers. "She's right baby, you look absolutely gorgeous ... your... your glowing." She says with a smile before claiming the insecure girls lips in her own.

Rachel blushes before removing herself from the former cheerleaders and walking around them. "You're just saying that," she says whilst grabbing her purse from the side table.

Santana looks to the blond kisses her cheek, before walking towards Rachel and wrapping her arms around her and dipping her her left hand settling it around her neck and right, securely around her waist. Rachel squeals from the sudden movement that is quickly drowned out by the Latina kissing her passionately. They only end the kiss once the need for air becomes to much, Santana stands the diva upright and leans her forehead against hers cupping her cheeks "Now do you believe us?" She asks before claiming her lips in a less needy but still as passionate kiss.

Rachel moans, "I guess so." She admits after ending the lip lock and laying her head on the Latina's shoulder whilst looking at Quinn with a smile. She reaches her hand out for the blond to take.

Quinn doesn't hesitate and takes the offered hand being dragged to the two brunettes. She wraps her arms around them and places a kiss to Rachel's temple. Santana's moves her left arm to settle around Quinn's waist and Quinn rests her cheek against the top of the divas head.

Rachel sighs, "I love you both, so much," whilst snuggling into her baby mammas more. Quinn and Santana instantly return the sentiment.

They've been at the bar for the past hour and a half. Everyone is having a good time and a bit intoxicated, all except Rachel of course. They've been dancing for the past thirty minutes when Rachel decides she needs a drink "I'm gonna go get something to drink, do you guys want anything?" She asks Santana and Quinn.

"No baby, I'm good thank you." Quinn answers before she goes back to dancing.

"I'm fine too, but I'll go grab you something." Santana offers.

Rachel shakes her head no, "No love, you continue to dance, I need a break for a minute"

She walks to the other side of the bar where the computer is in hopes off getting served sooner. From where she's standing she can see the two former cheerleaders dancing it up and can't help but smile. She can see Tina and Mike, a couple bodies next to them and Sam doing some of his old white chocolate moves, which makes her smile wider and laugh a little.

"Sex on the beach." Say the bartender whilst placing the drink in front of Rachel.

She's brought out of her own little world, she didn't even see him come over. "Oh sorry, I didn't order that." She says whilst sliding it closer to him. "l'll just have water please, I'm DD tonight," she informs before looking back to her dancing girlfriends.

"I know ma'am... He did..." He points in the direction she's looking and sees a guy just off to the side, he smiles and waves at her 'Oh shit, he probably thinks I've been smiling at him' she thinks. "Ah well in that case, how much is it? I'll buy it... But I would still like water please." She says whilst reaching for her card.

"It's already bought ma'am. Here's the water. Let me know if you need anything else," the bartender says before moving on to the next customer.

She sends the guy a smile to be nice, picks up the water turns her back to the bar and pulls out her phone.

Brittany walks towards her and asks, "Hey Rae, whatcha doing?"

"Oh hey B... I just came to get a-" Rachel is cut off by the guy who bought the drink.

He grabs the drink from behind her and tries to hand it to her. "I don't mean to be to forward but you look gorgeous..." He lets his statement hang in the air.

Rachel looks away from Brittany and up at the man who just interrupted her mid sentence "...Thanks... Sorry but I'm designated driver tonight." She dismisses the guy and turns back to Brittany.

"Ew... I'll take it, I love sex on the beach" Brittany squeals, while reaching for the glass.

The man chuckles, "Something we have in common," he smirks.

Rachel is about to make an excuse on why they have to leave when her phone vibrates in her hand 'perfect timing she thinks' she looks down at the screen and it's the director of funny girl. "Huh why is he calling me so late?" She whispers to herself aloud. "Sorry I don't mean to be rude but I have to take this," she says holding up her phone before spotting the restroom hoping its quieter than where she is. By the time she makes it to the bathroom the call has stopped, a second later she's notified of a voicemail.

Brittany watched her tiny friend go into the bathroom, after telling the guy she has a fiancée she follows Rachel. She's waiting outside the door for a few minutes but the diva still hasn't come out. After waiting a minute or two longer she decides to go in. She opens the door and sees Rachel leaning with her back against the counter, phone in left hand covering her mouth, and right hand splayed out on her stomach. She walks over to the distraught looking girl and stands next to her with her back also against the counter "What's wrong Rae, who was it?" She asks.

Rachel didn't even notice the blond come in, too caught up in her thoughts. "Huh, what, oh... ah... That was my director of Funny Girl..." She stumbles out.

Brittany nods, "Ok... So what did he want, and why do you look like you've just seen a ghost?" She asks while looking around the restroom to see if she really had seen a ghost.

Rachel stares off in the distance not giving what she's saying much thought. "Um he.. He left a voicemail... He said ... He said there doing a remake of Funny Girl the movie and they want me to be Fanny. They want to start shooting next month."

Brittany turns back to her friend "Ah.. That's awesome Rae! You're going to do great! Wait how's that gonna work with the baby?"

At the word "baby" Rachel's head snaps to look at the blond for the first time since she entered the bathroom "Wh... How.. When... Who told you?"

Brittany shrugs "Lord Tubbington... But really Rae you'd have to be blind not to know. I mean you really are glowing. Plus you were the self proclaimed DD for tonight." Says Brittany as if it were the most obvious thing.

Rachel shakes her head and laughs lightly "I don't know B, I don't know," she sighs in an answer to the blonds previous question. "Oh and it's babies actually... We're having twins, we'll sort of." She adds not seeing the need to keep that a secret since the cats already out of the bag.

Before Brittany can respond the bathroom door swigs open. "Finally I found you two... We have to go Santana just punched a guy!" Tina says frantically while pulling Brittany and Rachel out of the bathroom.

Flash back to 10 minutes earlier... back on the dance floor:

After Brittany left the guy alone at the bar he set his sights on a slightly shorter blond on the dance floor.

Santana and Quinn are completely immersed in one another and grinding against each other like they're the only two people there when this tall slightly balding guy comes up behind the blond and starts grinding against her back. "You look so sexy out here I was drawn to you like a magnet." He whispers into Quinn's ear while grabbing onto her hips roughly.

Quinn jumps at the contact instantly realizing it's not Rachel and then jumps again at the unfamiliar voice realizing it's not either of her two male friends she nearly screams "Excuse me, but I am dancing with my girlfriend." She emphasizes the word girlfriend for good measures while trying to remove the mans callusey hands from her hips, she fails miserably his grip only tightens. "Seriously your starting to hurt me."

Santana stopped dancing as soon as the guy appeared knowing Quinn can handle her own she gave the blond a chance at first but hearing her admission of pain she jumps into action. "Excuse me! Who do you think you are?! Take your hands of my girlfriend right now! She asked you nicely once already... Don't make me tell you the hard way!" She stands up tall and looks the guy dead in the eyes putting her hands on her hips.

Tina, Mike, and Sam stopped dancing hearing the Latinas Lima heights attitude come out ready to jump in at any second.

The guy scoffs, "Please she's only with you because she hasn't been with a real man yet... Ain't that right baby?" He questions Quinn while trying to wrap his arms around her waist.

But Santana is too fast for him she's pulled Quinn out of his grasp pushed the blond behind her safe from harm's way and lands a punch to the guys right eye splitting the side of it open an blood gushing out. "I warned you you son of a bitch!" She says before turning back to Quinn and inspecting her for any signs of harm the guys hands may have done.

"I'm fine babe, let's just find Rach and go home." Quinn pleads no wanting the situation to escalate further.

The guy grabs his face in disbelief. "You bitch!" He yells before grabbing Santana's shoulder and punching her in the side of the face.

Mike and Sam jump on the guy pulling him back before he can land another punch and before Santana has the chance to really set into the guy.

Santana's hand cups her cheek, she pulls it away noticing the lack of blood and scoffs, "Is that all you got?" She torments while trying to step closer to the guy.

Quinn reaches for the Latina pulling her back, "Come on San, we need to leave and you need to get ice on that!"

Santana turns to the blond, "Are you kidding me Q? You think I'm gonna let him grope you like that and then punch me and get away with it?" She turns back to the guy ready to lay into him.

"Santana!" Quinn screams and grabs the fiery Latinas arm pulling her back. "We are leaving! Let's find Rachel and get out of here!" She turns pulling her away not giving her a chance to argue.

Tina chimes in. "I'll go find her and Brittany we will all go. You two go outside and we'll come find you when I've found them." The couple agrees and head for the door with Sam and Mike following them.

Present Time:

"Oh my God Santana! What were you thinking?!" Rachel's scolds while inspecting the Latinas face delicately tracing the already forming bruise.

Santana grabs the divas hand from her face "I'm fine." she says while leaning in for a kiss. The adrenaline having left her body she is now feeling the effects of the alcohol in her system again. "I wants to get my mack on."

Rachel turns her head and pushed the inebriated brunette back. "Santana now is not the time, let's get you two home." she says before taking both Quinn and Santana's hands in her own. "Do you guys need a ride?" She asks the other couples.

"No we're good we already called a cab." Informs Mike.

"Yeah and I haven't had a drink for the past hour so I can drive me and Brit home." adds Sam.

Rachel nods. "Okay, thank you guys for stepping in before it got worse. I'll call you tomorrow Brittany to finish our conversation." she says before ushering her drunk girlfriends to the car.

Quinn and Santana get in the back and Santana insistence of wanting to get her mack on. They only pull apart when Rachel opens the back door to tell them they're home.

It takes longer than it should to make it to the apartment door with Santana and Quinn trying to get Rachel to stop and join them, the events earlier in the night all but forgotten. "Come on you two, we need to get inside its late and we have neighbors!" She scolds in a whisper.

Santana and Quinn make it to the couch never separating. Rachel comes back from the kitchen with a bag of frozen peas. "Think you two can cool down long enough to put this on your cheek for a few minutes San?"

Santana pulls away from the blond takes the bag of peas and puts it on the side table. "I have a better idea." she says before pulling the tiny diva into her lap and zeroing in on her pulse point.

Quinn does the same to the other side of Rachel's neck. Rachel sighs "Come on! I am not in the mood!" She says frustrated while pushing herself from the Latinas lap and out of both there embraces stomping her foot for good measure.

Santana and Quinn instantly sober up at the divas outburst. "What's wrong baby girl?" Quinn asks while standing from the couch and running her hand along Rachel's left arm.

Santana feeling regretful for pushing and thinking it's her fault for Rachel's foul mood apologizes. "I'm sorry mi amore. I tried to warn the guy..."

She trails off not coming up with the words to express her regret.

Rachel sighs. "It's fine...you two carry on I'm going to take a shower and get ready for bed." and with that she walks towards their bedroom.

Quinn and Santana feel horrible, Santana especially. They slump back on the couch. "What should we do?" Santana asks.

Quinn shakes her head in uncertainty "I don't know babe... Maybe just give her a couple of minutes."

They're sitting on the couch for 15 minutes before they decide to settle in for the night as well. They've locked the apartment up, turned off all the light and are making their way into the bedroom. "She's still in the shower." Quinn says hearing the water running.

They both walk over to door and knock softly. "Rach..." There's no answer. Santana reaches for the door knob and to her surprise its unlocked. They strip off their remaining clothes and climb in the shower with the diva, only to discover she's crying.

Santana immediately wraps her arms around the emotional girl and sits on the built in ledge pulling her into her own lap. "Shh, it's ok baby. Everything's gonna be ok." She says trying to sooth the smaller brunette.

Quinn is standing in front of the two and bends to her knees, her hands rubbing on the smaller brunettes thighs trying to comfort her. "What's got you so down baby girl?" She questions with worry.

Rachel doesn't answer. She hides her face more into the crook of the Latinas neck and sobs harder. Quinn and Santana share a worried look.

"Come on love let's get you dried off and in bed." Says Quinn while pulling Rachel off of Santana's lap. Rachel reluctantly let's her.

After Rachel's breakdown in the bathroom, they're all laying in the bed with Rachel in the middle, Santana on the left and Quinn on the right. Rachel is staring up at the ceiling not looking at either of her girlfriends. Quinn and Santana are turned on their sides heads propped up on their hands looking between the distraught girl and each other.

Santana is the first to break the silence. "I'm really sorry baby... I know I shouldn't have punched the guy..." Thinking this is the reason for Rachel's mood and it's all her fault.

Quinn tries to help her out. "The guy was being a complete dick and wouldn't take his hands off me. She did warn him first." She finishes just above a whisper knowing that Rachel doesn't condone violence but wanting her to know it was a last resort.

Rachel is brought out of her trance and looks down at her two guilty looking girlfriends. She sits up a bit to be able to see them better which prompts the other two to do the same. "I'm sorry. It's not about that. Although I am not happy you punched a guy San, never mind one who would punch you back!" she shakes her head from the absurdity.

"Then what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" The latina questions while brushing some of Rachel's hair behind her ear.

Quinn nods also wanting to know the answer. "Yeah baby girl, what's got you so upset that you were crying in the shower?"

Rachel lets out a breath "I got a call from Michael while we were at the bar..."

Quinn and Santana share a look "Michael your director from Funny Girl?" Quinn asks. Rachel only nods her response.

"What did he say that has you this upset? So help me God I will march down there right now and give him a piece of my mind!" Santana says while actually trying to get out of bed. Rachel stops her before she can though.

"He left a voicemail... I'll play it for you." She says while leaning over to grab her phone from the bedside table.

Rachel unlocks the phone and plays the voicemail on speaker. "Hey Rachel... I'm sorry to be calling this late but I just got an email... And I know if I were you I'd want to know as soon as possible, any ways... There doing a remake of funny girl the MOVIE and you're the only one they want as fanny, shooting starts next month! Call me back when you get this! Congratulations girl! Your gonna be an even bigger star!"

Rachel ends the voicemail locks the screen and drops her hands in her lap, her head falling with it not wanting to look either girl in the eyes just yet.

"Oh my god this is amazing baby!" Quinn says before taking Rachel into a bone crushing hug.

Santana joins in the embrace. "Yeah Rach. I don't understand why..." She trails off realizing just what this means.

Quinn has apparently figured it out as well and they slowly let go of the pregnant diva.

"The babies..." Santana says.

Rachel just nods and lays back down silent tears streaming down her face. Quinn and Santana share another guilty look, they've been so happy since finding out about the pregnancy they never really stopped to ask how Rachel felt about it. Or how it would affect her career. The both lay down slowly each laying a hand on Rachel's belly.

Rachel chocks out a sob and places her hands over theirs. "It's not that I'm not over the moon about these two... It's just this is a once in a life time opportunity. And for all we know. This could be to." She says while moving both their hands up and down her own belly.

Santana and Quinn move impossibly closer to Rachel leaning their heads on her shoulders.

"Oh and Tina and Britt know about them." She informs through a lackluster laugh.

Santana lifts her head slightly "So does Momma M..."

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