Previously:
20 minutes later and they are walking in the parking garage heading for Quinn's car.
"Actually, can I drive please? I read it helps keep the morning sickness at bay if you're the one driving versus riding." Rachel asks Quinn.
"Of course baby." says Quinn while handing Rachel the keys.
They make it to Michael's office with 5 minutes to spare. Santana gets out first and puts enough money in the meter for two hours, not knowing how long it could take and not wanting to run the risk of being ticketed.
"Are you guys sure you want to wait, I could always call you when I'm done or take a cab to meet you." Rachel asks.
Quinn shakes her head no, "We'll be fine Rach." she reassures the diva.
"Yeah, there's a book store further down we'll walk there and have some coffee. Call us when you're done and will meet back at the car." Santana adds.
Rachel looks at the building to her right, "Ok if you're sure. Well I better get up there; I don't want to keep him waiting."
Quinn and Santana step up to Rachel and each place a kiss to either side of the divas face.
"Everything's gonna be fine baby." Quinn tries to calm Rachel's obvious nerves.
"You're gonna do great, you've got your talking points your ready. And if you need anything from us we are just down the road." Santana adds.
Santana and Quinn walk in to the little book store/coffee shop and make their way to the line.
"Geez it's pretty busy for a week day." Santana comments.
Quinn nods, "Yeah but it is lunch time, people are probably needing there coffee fix."
"Yeah you're probably right." Santana agrees.
After 5 minutes in line, Santana orders for the two of them then turns to say something to the blonde only to discover she's no longer beside her.
"Two iced mochas ma'am," the barista says while holding the drinks out for the Latina to accept.
Her attention is brought back from searching from the blonde. She thanks the man and takes the drinks before setting out to find Quinn.
She finds her a few minutes later with three books in hand already and looking at a wall full of pregnancy books reaching for one on a top shelf.
"Let me," Santana says while walking closer to the blonde handing her one of the coffee cups before reaching for the wanted book. "Twins 101," she chuckles while reading the title. "Good choice I suppose... What else do you have there?"
"Let's go find a spot to sit and I'll show you," Quinn says while making her way out of the isle of books. "Sorry for leaving you like that I just saw the sign and made a bee line for it," she adds while pointing up to the sign hanging from the ceiling that read 'Pregnancy'.
"No worries, I was confused at first until I saw the sign too. Oh over here there is a nice looking couch and a coffee table," says the Latina.
They make their way to the lounge area. Quinn sits first against the arm of the couch and places her drink on the side table. Santana sits next to her on the middle cushion and puts her drink on the coffee table and the book she was holding in her lap. "So what else did you grab," asks the brunette.
Quinn smiles, "Ok well there are lots of good titles to choose from but I just picked the basics for now." She pauses and looks at the stack of books in her lap and she picks up the top one. "What to expect when you're expecting," she says while handing Santana the book.
"Of course," the Latina comments with a smile.
Quinn continues, "and then just a book of each boy and girl names... And you already saw the twin one," she finished before reaching for her coffee to take a long sip.
Santana also grabs her coffee and takes a sip. "Well you picked some good ones... By the end of the pregnancy I'm sure we will own that whole wall between you and Rach."
Quinn nods and places her cup back on the table, "Yeah you're probably right."
Half an hour later and the former cheerleaders are still sitting on the couch working on their second cups of coffee and each looking through a book. Quinn is in her previous spot with Santana's head in her lap and feet propped up on the arm at the other end of the couch crossed at the ankles.
Santana is looking through the book of girls names. "What about Chloe?" She asks and lays the book on her chest and looks up to the blond.
Quinn scrunches her nose and shakes her head no. "Frannie had a dog named Chloe and all I can picture is its face." Santana chuckles and goes back to the list of names.
Quinn is running her fingers through the Latinas hair when it's her turn to suggest a boy's name from the book she's looking through. "Max?" She asks and looks down at Santana.
Santana shakes her head no," My uncle had a cat with that name"
"Ugh what is it with people in naming animal's human names?" The blonde asks rhetorically.
15 minutes later, another 20 names marked off the list and Santana is almost asleep when Quinn forces her up, "I have got to pee soooo badly."
Santana grumbles while sitting up running her fingers through her hair to tame it after the blonds ministrations. "I don't know why you opted for a second cup of coffee."
"Shut up..." Quinn stands from the couch smoothes out her shirt and looks around, "Where's the bathroom?"
"Down that aisle and to the right," Santana directs.
"Thanks I'll be right back," Quinn says before turning in the direction of the restrooms.
Santana moves to the previously vacated spot of Quinn's and leans back against the couch resting her head on the back. A second later she is greeted by two hands settling over her eyes and a head moving next to hers stopping at her ear, "Guess who?" The voice says.
Santana turns her head in the direction of the voice and blindly presses her lips to the offenders. Rachel's hands move from the Latinas eyes, wrap around her neck a settle just above her chest. Santana pulls back from the kiss first, "What are you doing here... Did the meeting go ok?" She asks worriedly.
Rachel nods, removes herself from Santana and walks around the couch sitting to the left of the Latina her right leg pulled up practically on Santana's lap and left leg hanging over the couch she leans in for another kiss to which Santana complies. Rachel is the first to pull back this time. "The meeting went splendid. Where's Quinn? I want to tell you both at the same time."
As the kiss is ended Santana catches the eye of an older gentleman sitting in a high chair at a table against the wall reading the newspaper and shaking his head at the brunettes display. She sends him a death glare.
"San... Hello? Santana, what are you looking at?" Rachel asks while turning to look in the direction her girlfriend is looking in.
"That guy is an ass" Santana comments
Rachel sees the guy Santana is referencing and turns around claiming the Latinas lips in another passionate kiss. "Ignore him baby," she says after ending the kiss and leaning their foreheads together.
"You should be ashamed of yourself," a man's voice is heard a few feet away from the duo.
Rachel and Santana's little bubble is popped and the Latina snaps moving Rachel off of her she stand up "Excuse me?!" She asks loudly.
The old man folds his newspaper. "You heard me, you should be ashamed of yourself... Leading that poor girl on like that, when your blonde friend is just in the bathroom!" He responds at a level equal to Santana's.
Quinn comes up just as the man is finishing and doesn't hear his remarks. She walks over to Rachel looping one arm around her waist and places a kiss to her temple. "Hey baby, what's going on over there?" She asks about the scene in front of her.
Rachel doesn't respond to Quinn instead walking up to the confrontation stepping in front of Santana before things progress further. Places her hand above her chest and a kiss to the side of her face and whispers in the Latinas ear, "I've got this love."
She turns to the older man. "As much as I appreciate your concern, you have the wrong impression. Santana is not leading me on, nor cheating on her "blonde friend"," she uses the air quotes for emphasis. "Now if you'll excuse us, my girlfriends and I were about to go enjoy a lovely meal. Good day sir," she says before turning away from the man lacing her fingers with the Latinas and walking back towards the blonde.
Santana can't help but look over her shoulder to send the man one more evil eye.
They pay for the books and make their way to the car.
"So how'd the meeting go Rach?" Quinn asks the diva.
Rachel smiles but shakes her head no, "We'll talk about it over lunch."
They all pile into the vehicle, Rachel in the driver's seat, Santana in the passenger and Quinn in the back.
"How does Olive Garden sound?" Rachel asks hopeful.
The former cheerleaders have no objections, so they make their way to the restaurant that's half an hour away, in the direction of the doctor's office.
They've been at the restaurant for about forty minutes and are finishing up their meals
"Oh my gosh Rach this is terrific news!" Santana gushes after Rachel recalled what happened.
"Yeah baby, this is amazing!" Quinn adds while pulling her wallet from her purse to pay the tab.
Rachel is smiling the biggest smile, "I know, I honestly can't believe it… and that it was at Michaels insistence at that."
The waitress comes over to take the bill. "Can I get you ladies anything else? A couple togo boxes or drinks?" She asks.
"Actually I would love a glass of water to go please," Rachel responds.
"Make that two," Quinn says.
"Actually three please," Santana adds.
They make it to the doctor's office 15 minutes early. Rachel has finished filling out the paperwork and she and Quinn are sitting on the couch looking through a magazine waiting to be called back, while Santana is outside on a phone call.
A nurse opens the door with a chart in her hands. "Rachel, Rachel Berry," she asks without looking up from the chart.
Quinn stands first and offers her hands to Rachel, "Ready baby?"
Rachel looks a bit nervous, "What about Santana?" She asks while standing.
"I'll send her a text letting her know what room we are in," Quinn answers and Rachel nods her response.
They walk to the nurse that called them who is talking to a woman down the hall. She turns realizing the patient she called has come, "Rachel Berry?" She asks for confirmation.
Rachel nods, "That's us," Quinn says with a smile and places her hand to the small of Rachel's back.
"Perfect, third door on your left," the nurse instructs.
Before they make it through the door Santana comes back into the office and notices her girlfriends are no longer on the couch. She sees them walking through the door and goes to join them.
She is stopped by the nurse who reaches the arm still holding the chart out in front of the Latina. "I'm sorry but the rooms are pretty small and we ask that it is family only and or one guest"
Santana scoffs, "You must be high if you think you can stop me from seeing my babies," and attempts to walk through the door again.
"Ma'am I'm sorry but it is protocol," the nurse stops her again.
"Protocol my ass! That is my girlfriend and those are my kids, I will be in that room," Santana says loudly.
Rachel and Quinn who were already in the room with the door shut, come out into the hall upon hearing their girlfriends raised voice.
"Is there a problem ma'am?" Rachel asks while looking pointedly at the nurse.
The nurse looks a little flustered but responds, "I was just explaining the protocol is for family only or one guest as the rooms are small."
"Well then there is no issue seeing as how she is family and one of the mothers. We will be in the room waiting for the doctor thank you very much," Rachel responds while reaching her hand out for Santana to take.
Santana looks to the nurse who is just standing there mouth moving up and down like she wants to object but doesn't know what to says. She takes Rachel's hand and they all walk into the exam room.
They are in the room for about 5 minutes when a different nurse than before comes in. She is a familiar face for Rachel as she is normally her nurse when she visits. "Good afternoon ladies. I just wanted to apologize for my colleague earlier. She's new and between us four, she won't be here much longer."
Rachel responds for the trio, "We appreciate the apology Ashley, thank you."
Ashley is washing her hands with the foam sanitizer on the wall. "So I hear you've got a bun in the oven Rachel?" She asks while leaning down to pull out a paper gown from under the sink.
Santana responds first, "Two actually," she says before taking Rachel's hand in her own.
"Yep, found out on Monday after a fainting spell an a trip to the E.R," Rachel adds.
Ashley is now standing next to the exam table that Rachel is sitting on. "Oh no! I'm sorry you had to find out that way, but it is terrific news nonetheless," Rachel smiles and nods. "Alright if you could please change into this, make sure the ties are at the front. The doctor will be in, in a couple of minutes. She is new to the practice but has an amazing resume and the patients love her," she says reassuringly whilst handing Rachel the garment. Rachel takes the gown and says thank you. "Alright, well I'll leave you to get changed and the doctor will be in shortly."
To pass time, Quinn is reading the book of girls names aloud and they have a couple selected for the maybe column; some good choices for the middle names but haven't found the right first name. After ten minutes of waiting, there is a knock on the door.
"Come in," they say in unison.
A familiar red head walks in "Well well well, long time no see Miss Berry… Santana, Quinn," Doctor Montgomery greets while shaking their hands.
"So you work here too, when do you sleep?" asks Quinn.
Dr. Montgomery laughs. "Well this is my main employment. Most emergency deliveries are done at the hospital and I do a couple E.R. shifts a week. I just moved back to town. My best friend actually owns the practice," she informs.
"Well it's nice to see you again. I'm glad we have someone who knows what they are doing," Santana comments.
Dr. Montgomery nods, "Likewise. I'm happy you are happy. Shall we get started?" She asks while sliding the little rolling stool out from under the counter.
Rachel lays back on the table with Quinn and Santana standing to her left. Quinn by her chest holding her hand and Santana holding Quinn's hand with her other laying on Rachel's leg massaging it gently.
"Alright, since we have already confirmed everything at the hospital today is just a formality. I will also give you a prescription for some prenatal vitamins and send you home with some more pamphlets," Dr. Montgomery informs while preparing the machine. She continues, "I reviewed your chart and I see that you did not mark any special eating habits, I'm correct in assuming you took my previous warning to heart?"
Rachel looks up to her girlfriends who are just smiling. "Yes ma'am. I have stopped with the vegan diet, and have been incorporating small amounts of meat into at least two of my daily meals. I had bacon for breakfast and chicken Alfredo for lunch," she informs smiling proudly.
Dr. Montgomery nods, "Excellent." She has the machine ready to go and pulls the gel out of the warmer. "I believe you know the drill?" Rachel nods and unties the paper gown. "Don't worry the equipment here is fairly new so no cold gel today," she says with a wink.
"Alright well everything looks good. Keep up the new diet Rachel and I will see you back here in two weeks. Don't forget to stop by the front desk and get your prescriptions from Ashley before you leave."
They all say their goodbyes and walk to the front desk.
They are walking back to the car after stopping at the pharmacy on the first floor to fill Rachel's prescriptions.
"Okay so we have about an hour and a half to kill before we have to be at mom's. Did you still want to go to Target Rach?" Santana asks.
Rachel nods, "Yeah unless Quinn has any objections…," she says while looking at the blonde.
Quinn shakes her head no. "You know me, I'll never turn down a trip to Target." she says purposely pronouncing the stores name in a French accent.
Quinn fishes the keys out of her purse to hand to Rachel once they've reached the car.
"Actually could one of you drive, work is letting out and you know how I get when driving in traffic," Rachel asks shyly.
Santana and Quinn both laugh. "I'll drive Estrella," Santana offers before reaching for the keys.
Quinn closes her hand around the keys quickly. "Oh no you don't. The only thing worse than Rachel in traffic is you miss road rage," she teases while opening the passenger door for Rachel.
"Hey, it was one time!" Santana defends herself.
"One time my ass. More like One thousand times," Quinn retorts while ushering the Latina into the back passenger seat.
Soooo, what did you guys think? Longer chapter today 3,092 words. Was trying to add the shopping and dinner scene in this chapter but didn't have enough time. Bright side... that means I have the next chapter mostly thought out so it should be up fairly quickly.
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