They've been driving for a little over a half hour and the rain has tapered to a slight drizzle now. Santana looks over to Quinn who has been quiet the whole ride so far and is continuing to call Rachel's phone. The blonde's left leg is bouncing up and down a mile a minute. She reaches over and squeezes her knee. "I'm sure she's fine babe, she probably just fell asleep in her trailer," she tries to reassure, running her hand along Quinn's thigh.

They come to red light and Quinn knocks her head against the head rest having gotten Rachel's voicemail yet again. "Hey come on look at me Q," Santana coxes and squeezes her thigh.

Quinn turns her head towards Santana and opens her red rimmed eyes slowly. Santana reaches up and gently wipes away the tears from the blonde's cheeks. "She's probably just sleeping. Let's not worry unless we have to, ok sweetie?"

Quinn nods her response and picks her phone back up to redial Rachel's cell.

By the time they pull up to the studio gate, it has stopped raining completely. Santana rolls the driver side window down and hands the guard her pass.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but these type of passes are only valid during the day when everyone is here," he hands the pass back expecting that to be the end of the conversation.

"Look…" Santana pauses to read his name tag "…Buddy, really," she shakes her head. "My fiancé who is six months pregnant and who happens to be the lead in the movie, did not make it home tonight. Either you open the gate right now or have fun explaining to the studio why it's laying on the ground in the morning," she revs the engine for emphases.

"I'm sorry to hear that ma'am, but I'm not sure what you expect to find. We do not have keys to the studios or trailers," he informs, before glancing back to the small TV playing reruns of Gilligan's island.

Santana looks at him like he has two heads. "Are you really that dense, I have a fucking key. Now let me in."

"Just let her in Buddy," the second guard speaks up for the first time after coming up for air from the doughnut holes he's been devouring.

"Alright, but you can't go by yourself," he grabs a set of keys to the golf carts sitting a few feet from the guard building. "You have 10 minutes, we're not suppose to let anyone on the lot once everyone has left for the day"

Santana waves him off. "Yeah, yeah, whatever just get a move on it."

He ignores her and makes his way to the golf carts. "Which trailer number is she in?" he asks when he pulls next to them.

"Six," Quinn speaks laying her phone down in the middle console finally giving up the endless cycle of calling and getting her voicemail and then calling back.

Santana looks in Quinn's direction a bit surprised to hear her voice. She offers her a sad smile and rests her hand on the blonde's thigh palm up. Quinn's hand quickly finds the Latina's and laces their fingers together.

"Alright follow me," he opens the gate and drives through.

Santana squeezes Quinn's hand and runs her thumb along the back as they pull through the gate.

They pull up in front of Rachel's trailer and barely put the car in park before jumping out. "Remember, ten minutes," Buddy reminds them.

"Yeah, we heard you the first time," Santana snaps back.

Quinn walks around the front of the car and immediately rejoins their hands. Santana leads them to the steps, keys at the ready.

All the lights are off, Rachel's phone buzzes on the counter with a reminder of the recent text messages it's received.

Quinn picks it up and is greeted with 69 missed calls, 14 text messages and 8 FaceTime attempts.

"Quinn," Santana whispers.

Quinn looks up from the phone to see Santana beckoning her. The Latina then points inside the small room at the end of the trailer.

Quinn looks inside and is relieved to see Rachel asleep on the bed, the overhead light still on. She lets out a breath of air, and lays her forehead against Santana's shoulder.

Rachel is laying in the very edge of the bed, her wig haphazardly tossed to the other side of the bed with her bra beside it and her shoes strewed across the floor. She managed to get her blue dress half way off leaving her top half exposed, before exhaustion took her.

Santana takes Quinn's hand and leads her into the room motioning for her to get on the bed behind Rachel while she goes to the other side. She moves one of the shoes out of her way before squatting down in front of Rachel.

Lightly brushing hair out of the slumbering girls face she whispers Rachel's name so as not to startle her.

Quinn runs the back of her fingers along the length of Rachel's back also hoping to wake her gently.

Rachel's skin feels the effects first, instantly getting goosebumps. She tries to curl herself further into a ball for warmth, but her pregnant belly doesn't allow it.

"Baby girl you gotta wake up," Quinn coos switching to using her full hand to run along the length of Rachel's arm.

"Mmm sleep," Rachel grunts out.

There's a knock at the door before its opened. "Ladies time's up. I gotta get back to my post."

Santana growls under her breath. "Q will you please go and deal with him, I really don't feel like going to jail tonight. I'll get her up and dressed."

Quinn gives her a sympathetic look before nodding and climbing off the bed.

Santana stands up placing a kiss to Rachel's temple. "Come on Rach, let's take you home," she shakes her shoulder lightly.

Rachel groans and turns to lay on her back her right arm coming to rest over eyes to shield them from the light.

Santana chuckles lightly before looking around. She spots Rachel's outfit she came to set wearing neatly folded on the small dresser. She grabs it and sits on the bed beside Rachel.

Quinn closes the door when she exits the room not wanting to give him a free show.

" I really need to get back to my post I'm already risking getting in trouble as it is," Buddy says annoyed holding the door open for Quinn.

The blond comes to a stop inside the trailer. "Excuse me? We will leave when we are ready to leave. Have you ever tried to wake a 6 month pregnant woman who literally fell asleep from exhaustion after working a 16 hour shift."

"I'm sor-" Buddy tried to get out a response, but Quinn quickly shuts him down.

"That was a rhetorical question, Buddy." She advances on him intent on closing the door. "Go back to your post, we can find our way out," and with that she closes the door to the trailer in his face before turning and making her way back to the room her fiancés' are in.

As Quinn entered the room ,she sees Santana working Rachel's dress past her hips with no help from the still sleeping brunette.

Having heard Quinn enter the room Santana speaks without turning to the blonde. "She is not coming to work today:"

Quinn nods as she makes her way to the bed. "Agreed," she verbalizes and takes the dress Santana successfully managed to get off and hangs it up.

Santana slides Rachel's sweatpants on foregoing underwear, because if there is anyone on the planet that likes sleeping in clothes less than Rachel Berry, it's a pregnant Rachel Berry.

Quinn helps Santana to pull Rachel up into a sitting position moving in behind her, in order to slide her t-shirt on; this finally manages to wake her.

"Ten more minutes please," Rachel grumbles out tying to bury herself into Quinn's chest.

"Rachel, baby, you can go back to sleep in the car. Can you help us with your shirt please?" Santana coaxes.

Rachel blindly reaches for the shirt in Santana's hands and tiredly puts it on nearly hitting Quinn in the face in the process, who only nearly managed to pull back far enough.

Once Rachel is dressed Quinn scoots back up placing her hands on her hips. "Ok come on sweetie let's get you to the car"

Rachel lets the duo lead her out of the trailer and to the back seat of Santana's Range Rover. Quinn got in on the passenger side scooting all the way over and helped Rachel crawl along the back seat settling her head in the blondes lap.

As Santana closed the door she saw the security guard sitting in his golf cart watching something on his cell phone. She rolls her eyes and gets in the front seat. She buckles up and turns to the back. "We all set?"

Quinn nods and continues to run her fingers through Rachel's hair with her right hand, her left resting protectively over their babies.

Rachel who is slightly more awake realizes she's hungry. "Can we stop and get a barbecue pizza from Momma M's please?"

"Baby girl, it's two in the morning. They closed five hours ago," Quinn replied.

Rachel whimpers and lets out a watery "okay" trying to hold back her tears.

Quinn looks to Santana for help shedding sympathy tears of her own as she tries to comfort their distraught pregnant fiancé.

Thinking quickly, Santana suggests one of Rachel's other common cravings. "We can stop and get some cookie dough ice cream, how does that sound mi amore?"

"Yes please," Rachel sniffles and nods her head in Quinn's lap.

"One pint of cookie dough ice cream coming up," Santana smiles and turns back around to start the car.

As expected Rachel falls back asleep not even ten minutes into the ride. But Santana isn't taking any chances and stops at a Quick Trip on the way home for three pints of Ben and Jerry's chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream.

Unbuckling her seatbelt, Santana asks "do you want anything Q?"

Quinn tears her eyes away from the sleeping brunette in her lap and looks up. She didn't realize they had been driving as long as they had and were already at the gas station. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she answers "A Fiji water please."

Santana makes note and exits the vehicle. She returns a few minutes later with two bags holding up the one with a flat square box sticking out of it. "It's not Momma M's, but hopefully it'll do in a pinch," she shrugs showing Quinn the frozen DiGiorno barbecue pizza.

"Ever the charmer Miss Lopez," Quinn nods her head in agreement and smiles.

Santana uncaps Quinn's bottle of water taking a sip for herself before passing it back to the blonde. "You know it," she winks and starts the car.

Deciding not to try waking Rachel up again, Santana carriers her the short walk from their assigned parking spot to the elevator. Fortunately their apartment isn't far from it either. Quinn unlocks the door holding it open for the two brunettes.

While Santana puts Rachel to bed, Quinn puts the frozen items away.

After laying Rachel on the bed and removing her sweatpants (leaving her t-shirt on, knowing she will easily discard of it in her sleep), Santana goes in to the bathroom closing the door behind her so the light does not disturb the slumbering girl.

Quinn soon joins her wrapping her arms around the Latina from behind. "Thank you," she whispers into Santana's shoulder blade.

Placing her left hand over Quinn's on her stomach and bending down to spit out the foam from brushing her teeth coming back up, they lock eyes in the mirror. "What are you thanking me for, mi amore?"

Quinn puts her forehead to the back of a Santana's shoulder and speaks. "For keeping a level head, for being the voice of reason"

Santana slowly turns around in Quinn's arms, her right hand cupping the blonde's left cheek, her left settling on her hip, She brings their foreheads together, eyes locking. She connects their lips in a slow deep kiss. Breaking away, she pulls Quinn closer wrapping her arms around the blonde placing a final kiss to her forehead.

They stay in the embrace for a little while letting all the stress from earlier melt away with the relief that Rachel and their unborn babies are safe and sound asleep in their bed.

As Santana exits the bathroom, she spots the shirt Rachel was wearing on the ground next to the bed. She chuckles and bends down to pick it up, placing a kiss to Rachel's temple in the process. She discards the shirt in the hamper and grabs clothes for her and Quinn to wear to bed.

Quinn joins her in the bedroom accepting the offered clothing and quickly changes, climbing into bed behind Rachel. Santana follows suit, setting the alarm on her phone, making sure the volume is on low, before rolling over and resting her right arm over Quinn and Rachel's waist eager for the few short hours of sleep she can get before she starts tomorrow/today off by giving Michael a piece of her mind.

I know its short, SORRY! I have had very little free time as of late, finished this chapter while bedridden. I wanted it to be longer but thought it better if I split it up and got what was finished out seeing as how I'm not sure when I'll get the chance to write more. I will tell you that we will be finding out the sex of the babies in the next chapter :)

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