"So what happened? When you sent that text she was only dilated nine." Santana asked as she and Puck stood in the hallway talking. Rachel and Beth were in the room with Quinn cooing over Davis. The nurses had just brought him back in smelling good and dressed the nine's in a green gown.
"I don't know honestly. It's all such a blur now. One minute she was nine and the next she was ten and they were telling her to push. He came out so fast. They're really quick here too, her room was cleaned up just a few minutes before you all got here." Puck took a breath and leaned against the wall while propping his foot up. The fatigue that he had been fighting since last night was finally kicking in. It was impossible to sleep though, he was just way too excited. "I just can't believe he is here. I look at Beth and then I look at him and I can't believe that Quinn and I made them. They're perfect. I had accepted a long time ago that I would never have any of this, but look at me, look at us San."
"I know." Santana nodded her head as she crossed her arms over her chest. Yes, Puck was like her brother but they tried to keep the emotional moments to a minimum. This was one of those moments that they just couldn't avoid. Separately all their lives they had been perceived as the under dogs, but if they stuck together they knew they could move mountains. "We have amazing career's, the loves of our lives, and beautiful children. Well you have the children, Rachel and I are working on ours." Santana chuckled as she wiped her eyes free of the tears that were slowly falling.
"Wait what? You guys are definitely going to try and adopt the twins?" Puck asked shocked. He was amazed when Santana nodded her head. "You're going to be an amazing mom San. You're already an amazing god mother. Do you remember that episode of Friends where Chandler and Monica are trying to adopt that baby and Joey sends in a reference letter?" Puck looked up at the white ceiling of the hallway.
"Yeah." Santana responded with her brow furrowed. "What about it?"
"Well, I don't know if that's actually a real thing or not with adoption agencies, but if it is. I would write you and Rachel a killer reference letter." Puck gave Santana his copyright original smirk.
Santana laughed and tilted her head against the wall. She honestly didn't know if it was a real thing or not but she would definitely find out. "Thanks Puck. Let's go see your boy before he gets hungry and we have to leave so Quinn can pop her boob out for him." The two quickly hugged and then looked around to make sure that no one had seen them before they joined Quinn, Beth and Rachel back in the hospital room.
Santana, Rachel and Beth made their way back into the cabin. Beth was spending the next two nights with them since it was anticipated that Quinn would get come home Tuesday or Wednesday at the latest. They had spent the entire day at the hospital, only leaving once the nurses had kicked them out of the room when visiting hours were over. Santana took the take out food bags into the kitchen and sat them down on the island. She had anticipated coming home to cook dinner, but by the time they left the hospital she just wasn't feeling it and Beth had asked for sushi anyway. Santana was proud of the developed palate that Beth seemed to have.
"Beth, wash your hands please. You can play with Dax and Dahlia after you eat." Santana called to the little blonde who was sitting in the living room floor letting Dax snuff her face while Dahlia tugged on her pants leg.
"'Kay Aunt San." Beth replied as she jumped up and ran into the bathroom to do what her aunt had asked of her.
Rachel walked over to Santana and began to help her unload the sushi. They had gotten more than enough food. "I was thinking that after Beth goes to sleep we can start on our paper work for Mercedes. We'll call her office in the morning to see if she is back yet."
Santana nodded her head as she bit into a spicy California roll. "That sounds like a good idea. Have we decided when we are going to the court house?"
"We can pick a date for this week sometime. Let everyone know because even if it is just in the office, they will want to come." Rachel popped open a carry out tray of smoked salmon rolls and began to sit a few onto her plate. She sat out a plate for Beth as the little girl came bounding back into the kitchen and climbed up onto a stool.
"Aunt San, when you and Aunt Rachel adopt Sierra and Samara, they'll be my cousins right?" Beth asked as she started picking out what sushi she wanted to eat.
"How did you know about that?" Santana asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I hear things." Beth replied deviously. She had actually been there when her aunts were talking about an agency. But, at that moment it didn't occur to her what they meant until she heard her aunt and dad talking in the hallway at the hospital.
"That wasn't cryptic at all. But anyway, yep. They'll be your cousins just like if Aunt Rachel or I had them from our tummies." Santana brought her plate around the island to sit next to Beth who just nodded and continued to eat.
Beth slowly chewed her sushi roll. She had been doing a lot of thinking after meeting Davis and getting to hold him today. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad having a little brother. Some of the girls on her soccer team had little brothers and they always talked about how they were annoying and loud. Davis didn't seem to be really loud, unless he started crying. She could do this, she would prove to those girls that not all little brothers were annoying. In reality she had no idea what she was in for.
After saying goodnight to Beth and letting the dogs back in, Santana made her way upstairs to see what Rachel was doing. She was tired to say the least, her legs felt heavy as she drug her feet up the stairs. It had been a long week and an even longer weekend. Now it was time to do it all over again. There was a small sliver of light at the end of the tunnel however. By the end of this coming week, her contract with Peter should officially be complete, one thing that she was more than happy to check off her list of things to do.
Crossing the loft floor, Santana crawled into bed beside Rachel, careful not to disturb all the papers that she had scattered around her. "What's all of this?" Santana asked as she picked up one of the papers and began to read it.
"It's our stuff from the adoption agency. They want to know everything from our current earnings, last years earnings, family medical history, our medical history. There was even a pamphlet on gene mapping if a family medical history isn't available." Rachel held up the purple pamphlet creatively entitled What Makes You, You. "It's all so crazy."
"Well, they just want to make sure that we have the means to provide for the girls and that we aren't going to get sick or something as soon as we get them." Santana rested on her elbow as she reached up with her other hand to take the pamphlet from Rachel and get a better look at it.
"This is just the stuff from the agency, I can only imagine what the case plan from the children's home is going to look like." Rachel flopped backwards dramatically on the bed. Santana's eyes drifted from the top of the pamphlet to the sliver of skin that was now exposed between the hem of Rachel's camisole and the top of her sleep shorts. Rachel rubbed at her eyes tiredly before turning her head to look at Santana. "What are you looking at?" Rachel asked with an arched brow.
Santana smiled innocently as she slowly let her eyes drift up Rachel's body. "You. You're so beautiful, you know that?"
Rachel blushed and turned her head to look the other way. Every time Santana looked at her the way she was looking now, Rachel could feel her body heat up like a wild fire. Santana slowly scooted closer to Rachel's side and started nuzzling the woman's neck. "Do you know how hard it is for me to keep my hands to myself sometimes?" Santana whispered as she slowly danced her fingers across Rachel's abdomen.
"You're going to have to keep them to yourself tonight. Beth is right downstairs." Rachel spoke quietly. She turned her head to face Santana causing their noses to brush.
"What are we going to do when the twins are here? Are we never going to have sex again?!" Santana raised up to look at Rachel alarmingly.
Rachel really tried to not bust out laughing for fear of waking Beth, but the look on Santana's face was too good. "Of course we will, but honestly you may have to say goodbye to the loft. We need a closed door with children in the house."
Suddenly Santana's face went from alarmingly to serious sadness. "What if we are getting ahead of ourselves? We haven't even finished our paper work, we don't know all the details of the case plan, what if they refuse our adoption?"
"Honey calm down." Rachel sat up in bed and pulled Santana towards her so that the woman was almost in her lap. "I'm not going to lie, obviously we don't know what's going to happen, but the odds are in our favor. We already know Sierra and Samara, they're comfortable with us, they respond to us. You have made a lovely home and I am sure you are going to draw up some beautiful designs to decorate rooms for them, or one room for now. Plus, I was adopted, it may not seem like a factor but it actually could be. It may take a while, but I have a very good feeling this is all going to work out."
"We have to adopt them Rachel. They're already ours in my mind." Santana snuggled closer to Rachel before leaning forward to gather up some of the papers that they still needed to fill out.
"I know. It's the same for me." Rachel turned her head to capture Santana's lips in a kiss. The heat that had been reduced to a simmer was slowly building back up between the women. Keeping her lips connected with Rachel's, Santana started to shuffle papers out of her way so she wouldn't wrinkle them as she straddled Rachel's lap. Gently cupping Rachel's face, Santana made a valiant effort to not break the kiss. She knew she would have to come up for air soon. Rachel rested her hands on Santana's thighs before sliding her hands back to let them rest on Santana's butt, the firm squeeze she gave Santana broke both women out of their trance that they seemed to be getting lost in.
Wrapping her arms around Rachel's neck, Santana rested her forehead against Rachel's. Their chests rising and falling rapidly. "Right, kid downstairs." Santana husked out. "I'm definitely building us a bedroom. With a locking door. We can turn the loft into a play room and reading area."
Rachel chuckled as she fell backwards on the bed, taking Santana with her. "Don't forget my bathroom."
"You already know I will build you anything you want." Santana settled on top of Rachel, she was comfy. If they could just lay still for a minute, she would definitely fall asleep.
"Hey, don't go to sleep yet, we need to put these papers away. We can finish them tomorrow." Rachel poked Santana in the sides. She rolled her eyes when all she received as an answer was a soft snore. How in the world could anyone fall asleep that fast?! It was truly a mystery.