It had become a tradition for the three of them to have family movie night every Saturday since Friday was Brittany and Santana's special date night, just as it had been when they were together years ago.

Brittany chose a Disney princess movie and Valentino excitedly agreed because he loved anything his mommy liked, especially Disney movies. Santana secretly loved those types of movies too, though she'd never admit it but Brittany knew and teased her.

Santana looked over at Brittany in concern as the blonde began to pout and squirm, shifting in her seat.

Brittany had never been in pain since her pregnancy began. In fact, she hadn't even had any morning sickness, so seeing her in that state made Santana worry that something could be wrong. The thought of any harm coming to Brittany or their baby terrified her.

She was alarmed when Brittany slipped and almost fell off of the couch for some reason. Her reflexes kicked in and she caught her, wrapping her arm around her waist as her dark brows knit together in concern.

"What's wrong, Britt?" Santana instantly began to panic and pressed her palm to Brittany's tiny baby bump. She was barely showing yet.

Despite Brittany's insecurities about her body changing months ago, Santana thought it was adorable how she looked so tall and slender all over for the most part except for her cute, tiny bump.

"Is it the baby? Are you hurt?! Should we take you to the hospital?!"

"No, it's not that. Oh, ow, my wrists and ankles feel all swollen," Brittany whimpered, leaning back against Santana's chest as her partner held her tightly and protectively. "San, can you rub my back, please?

Santana brushed her long hair aside and pressed her lips to the nape of her neck softly.

"Sure, Sweetheart."

Santana massaged her gently as Brittany sighed in relief, relaxing against her girlfriend and taking in her comforting scent. Most of the time, Brittany felt amazing but recently the swelling had been a little bothersome to her just like it had when she was pregnant the first time.

Brittany began to ask her about the nursery again as she'd been having all these ideas about how she wanted to design it and Santana was happy to let her be in charge of that.

Valentino threw the bowl of popcorn he was eating from on the ground when they ignored his whining.

Santana cursed under her breath when she looked down and saw popcorn all over her feet as Brittany looked up wearily, barely managing to keep her eyes open as the movie continued to play.

She was surprised that the little boy was acting up again during movie night as he hadn't done that for some time, ever since he had accepted Santana as his Mami.

Santana knew Brittany was too tired to handle their grumpy son despite how the blonde spoke to him patiently. He had been disobedient and hyper all day, constantly arguing with Santana.

She knew he was moody because he was trying to act up to get attention from them. It was exactly what Santana herself would have done in the same situation and she could see through his act completely.

"Boy, what's going on with you?" Santana grabbed him by the back of his shirt and held him up much like a cat would hold a kitten by the scruff of their neck after he had thrown his third tantrum. She took him aside and mumbled gruffly after a while. "You're being bratty and you know your mommy's not feeling too well. You're gonna help me clean that up too, Mister."

Valentino pouted, refusing to meet her eyes. All his moms seemed to care about was this new baby. That was all they ever talked about. He felt like he needed to be louder than ever to get their attention.

"I thought you were excited to be a big brother? Don't tell me you're jealous."

"But I don't want another baby!" He cried, throwing himself on the ground. "You're just gonna like him more than me and forget all about me!"

"What?"

"You were my mommies first! And- and you never got to be my Mami when I was a baby but now some other baby gets you to be their Mami! It's not fair!"

A wave of guilt hit Santana as he said this. It was something she had thought about and she didn't know how to make it better but it still hurt her so much to think she hadn't been with Valentino when he was a baby.

Santana's face softened and she knelt in front of him, pulling him into her arms. He resisted at first, squirming and trying to push her away but eventually allowed her to hold him as she stroked his brown curls softly. She kissed his forehead.

"Come here. Is that what you're worried about? V, you know that's not true. I love you. I could never stop loving you. Just because we're having another baby doesn't mean your Mommy and I don't love you anymore and I'm so, so sorry I wasn't there when you were a baby but you know what, I'm going to keep trying to make up for that."

"Really?"

"Really."

He was quiet for a while, hugging her tightly with a gentle expression on his face. Santana smiled to herself, shaking her head as she couldn't believe this was the same boy who had been such a menace all day.

Santana returned to her place on the couch and sat him on her lap, her heart softened by the way he was looking at her adoringly.

"You're cute, you know, when you're not being a troublemaker."

Valentino giggled as he cuddled closer to her. Santana sighed, realizing he was probably going to be clinging to her all night.

"Aw, he just wanted some extra Mom time, right?" Brittany looked up from her side of the couch, still rubbing at her legs and wincing. "Come give me a hug, Sweetie."


"Mommies, can I sleep with you tonight again in your big bed?" He piped up when the movie had finished.

"I don't see why not, Kitten," Brittany shrugged as Santana gently steered her in the direction of their bedroom that night. She loved snuggling with her son. "Mami's gonna put on your cartoons for us after you brush your teeth, okay?"

So much for her chances of getting frisky with Brittany that night. Santana groaned internally but it was impossible to deny him anything. Okay, so maybe the truth was she secretly liked cuddling with him too.

That was how Santana ended up snuggling with her pregnant girlfriend and son, along with a million of his stuffed animals and their cats.

Valentino kept waking her up in a disoriented state whenever he elbowed or kicked her. He always moved around in his sleep so much, as if he was fighting ninjas.

"Britt, why am I wet?" Santana grumbled, rubbing her eyes groggily and reaching for her girlfriend. She immediately knew the answer to that question as little arms tightened around her neck and she realized a little human was clinging to her like a koala while drooling all over her tank top. "Boy, you wet the bed again."

Along with him squeezing in between her and Brittany at night all the time to cuddle with them, this was something else she had got accustomed to since she became a mom. Santana sighed as he just shifted in his sleep with a cute look on his angelic face and decided not to wake him up just yet.


Rachel, Tina and Mercedes were giving the two of them strange looks when they met up at the Hudson house for a Christmas get together.

The Latina mumbled darkly about it being the last place she'd ever want to go but she saw the way Brittany and Valentino's faces lit up at the thought of the party and completely melted.

Santana kept her hand on Brittany's lower back the entire time, constantly watching her girlfriend and keeping close to her at all times as they made their way along the icy driveway. The tall blonde slipped on a patch of ice and Santana's heart jumped into her throat as she immediately grabbed her.

"Oops! Sorry, I'm such a klutz these days."

"Britt, are you okay? Do you need me to carry you, Baby?"

Brittany shook her head in amusement, giving her one of her signature eye rolls. The blonde had been constantly tripping over her own feet and dropping everything these days. It gave Santana a mini heart attack whenever that happened.

Apparently being clumsy was common at this stage of pregnancy but it didn't make Santana any less alarmed whenever she thought her girlfriend might hurt herself.

"Oh Silly, I'm perfectly fine," She leaned over to peck her on the cheek, feeling how fast Santana's heart was pounding as she pressed up against her and flirted, rubbing her girlfriend's shoulder to calm her down. "I was so clumsy when I was pregnant the first time too. It's really cute how protective you're being all the time… the carrying thing sounds hot though, maybe we should try that."

They both began to giggle at the last part.

Brittany's friends ran up to hug her and squealed excitedly. They were confused by the way Santana grunted at them, wrapping an arm around Brittany's waist protectively and pulling her close to her side when the others came near her.

"Girl, you look amazing! Your skin and hair… Everything is just so radiant. You need to tell me your routine," Mercedes pointed out and Santana grinned proudly. "What has Santana been doing to you? Actually nevermind, don't give me any more details. I really don't need that mental image."

Santana was practically glued to Brittany's side, glaring at anyone who so much as came near to the blonde and practically exploded on Rachel for offering her girlfriend some wine.

"Brittany, what's going on and what's up with her?" Rachel asked when Santana disappeared to go mediate the latest argument between Valentino and the Hudson daughters. "You do look great, by the way but there's something different about you. Last time you were all mysterious like this you were…"

"Oh my God!" Tina gasped, cupping a hand over her mouth. "You're pregnant! Again! I knew it!"

Brittany was silent, a goofy smile on her face as the girls stared at her expectantly while she didn't confirm or deny it.

She hadn't planned on making a big announcement and it seemed everyone was figuring out for themselves. The first trimester was over and Santana said it was probably safe to tell the others now that the chance of losing the baby - not that Brittany had ever really even thought of that horrifying possibility - was a lot lower.

"You really are pregnant, aren't you?" Rachel shook her head with an exasperated sigh as her tall, blonde friend all but confirmed it.

"Okay, yeah I am. It was kind of an accident." The blonde admitted with a proud but sheepish little grin as her cheeks reddened.

"Oh another accident huh? Just like last time. I totally won my bet with Mike about how long it would take for you to get knocked up again, no offence. He's gonna be so mad." Tina grinned.

"You're pregnant again?! Didn't you two even talk about this being a possibility?" The brunette Broadway star asked and groaned, shaking her head as the blonde just stared at her blankly, a sheepish smile on her face. "Oh my goodness, Brittany, don't tell me you never even talked to her about protection. I can't believe you two didn't even think about the consequences after what happened last time."

Brittany just stared at her innocently as her friends all groaned, saying that they knew this was going to happen the second they found out Brittany was with Santana again.

"Sorry, she's just really distracting so it's difficult to think about anything else. She's so hot."

"Maybe by some people's definition, though for the life of me I'll never figure out why," Rachel grimaced as if there was an unpleasant taste in her mouth. "Anyway, I can't believe I'm saying this but you were right about her, Brittany. She really does seem to have changed for the better and I'm actually so happy for you two."

"Thanks, Rachel. I'm really happy, you guys." Brittany admitted softly, wiping a tear from her eye. She knew Rachel wasn't and probably would never be Santana's biggest fan but it meant a lot to have her support them anyway.

The girls all squealed, pulling the blonde dancer into a group hug and congratulating her as Finn, Mike, and the Berry couple looked over at the commotion curiously from where they were standing by the bar.

"Have you told anyone else yet?" Tina asked, laughing as she thought about Santana dealing with a newborn. "Oh, I wonder how your grumpy girlfriend's going to handle all those late night feedings and diaper changes. Taking care of a six year old is tough but it's totally different."

"Just our older kitten, you guys and my parents. He can't believe he's going to be a big brother. That's all he talks about now."

"That's gonna be a big adjustment for sure," Rachel nodded. "Stella took some time to get used to being a big sister after being the only baby of the house for so long and for Valentino, that's all he's ever known for even longer than Stella. His whole world will change."

"So not to take away from our proud, bubbly blonde baby mama but while we're sharing good news, Mike and I have an announcement of my own, Guys. Finally, after a million years and me hinting at it like a million times, he asked me to marry him!"

"Oh my! Tina! Congrats!" Rachel gasped as the other girls began shrieking.

"I know right! His parents are going to be so mad. This is just awesome. I'm already planning a huge wedding for us."

Valentino came running in, sobbing about something as he pointed at Rachel's eldest daughter accusingly and Santana was trailing behind him with a long-suffering expression. Brittany raised an eyebrow. Valentino sobbing wasn't exactly something new to them.

"Mommy, she ate my cake and- and she called me a name!" He whined at full volume, tagging on the hem of her skirt. Brittany giggled, sharing an amused look with Santana. "And she made my shoe fall off!"

"So put it back on!" Santana shouted.

"My shoe fell off!" He wailed repeatedly, ignoring Santana. "That girl is- is- she's the worst!"

"Oh, Sweetheart," Brittany cupped his cheek, whispering to him soothingly as he ran up to her and hid his face in her chest. "Are those real tears or crocodile tears?"

He puffed up his cheeks in outrage at this.

"Mommy! This is serious business!"

Santana rolled her eyes but alarm bells went off in her head when she noticed the way her son was constantly looking at that tall goofy girl, his cheeks flushed.

This was suddenly reminding her of herself and the way she acted when there was a girl she couldn't think straight with around. Brittany smirked in her direction, raising her eyebrows as if she was thinking the same thing.

"Whoa. I-I'll talk to him, Britt. Leave this one to me."

Brittany watched them in amusement as Santana walked him outside where it was quieter and there was no one around to hear them.

"What happened? Why are you fighting with her so much? You two are hurting my eardrums. Make up with your little girlfriend already."

"I- I don't know! She's not my girlfriend! She's annoying and she won't leave me alone!"

"Is that all?"

"I have a secret, Mami," He leaned in, whispering into her ear as Santana looked at him curiously. "She's pretty."

Santana's eyes went wide. Uh oh. She had kind of seen this one coming but she was at a loss. Where was Britt when she needed her? She thought she could handle this but she was so not prepared to handle boy problems…

What was she going to do when he became a teenager? She felt like she was going to faint at the very thought of that.

"Whoa, uh, I wasn't expecting to be having to give you a girl talk so soon, especially about a Berry spawn of all girls. You can't do better? Look, if you have a crush on her just act cool. Girls like that. Let her see you win a fight and she'll be all impressed."

"I don't have a crush on her!" He cried loudly, blushing deeply again. "I wouldn't h-have a crush on her in a million gazillion years and girls have cooties!"

"Alright, alright. Let's say if you did… just be confident. You're a Lopez, all the girls are going to love you because you're handsome and you have it all," Santana smirked, proud of the thought of her son being a little Chad but then her expression darkened as she thought of something else. "But those cheap floozies and gold diggers won't be defiling my baby."

"Mami!" He threw his arms around Santana's neck, clinging to her as if seeking her protection when Stella came into the room again. Instead of playing with her, Valentino just clung to Santana and hid his face in her neck as she looked around in confusion.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

Santana narrowed her eyes at the tall girl who was staring at her blankly with that vapid, innocent expression she always had and wagged her finger at her warningly.

I don't think so. One day you hussies can have him but for now, he's my baby.


When she joined the others, Santana noticed the way Brittany looked unwell and retreated to the corner of the Hudsons' couch, quieter than normal. It wasn't typical of the bubbly blonde. Santana sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders and Brittany eagerly leaned into the comfort, closing her eyes as she breathed in the soothing scent.

"Actually, you guys, I think Britt and I should be getting home. It's been nice seeing you losers again but we gotta run."

Brittany looked up at her girlfriend gratefully, beyond relieved. She had been feeling amazing throughout her pregnancy so far but when the tiredness hit her, it was such a struggle to concentrate on anything else.

She just wanted her girlfriend and son to snuggle with her in a warm bed. It seemed as if Santana could sense that just from looking at her.

"Great to see you too, Miss Jerkface...and congrats again to our Barbie Baby Mama." Tina rolled her eyes but laughed as she passed Brittany her handbag and Santana glared at the short woman.

Santana helped the blonde into her car and got Valentino buckled in as well. She was relieved to be alone with her family. Although she had always loved parties, she just wanted to be cuddled up with the two of them.


"Mm. That felt really nice," Brittany giggled, pressing her face against Santana's neck and kissing her heated skin.

Santana was massaging her pale shoulders and back again, just the way she liked, both of them fully naked as the Latina held her in her arms.

Santana shifted so that they were laying on their sides and she was spooning her girlfriend from behind. Now that Brittany was totally sated, she could barely keep her eyes open and failed to stifle a yawn.

"Really, really good. Like phenomenal."

"So you weren't too tired to do all of that with me, Miss Sleepy?" Santana smirked as she teased her, arching an eyebrow. She rolled over on top of Brittany, laying with her body spread out fully on top of her and the blonde sighed, loving the pressure and weight of Santana's warm body against her.

She felt so protected when Santana held her this way. The dark-haired woman was careful not to put too much pressure against Brittany's bump.

Then Santana felt it. It was like a butterfly fluttering or bubbles popping. There was a tiny, unmistakable tap against her stomach that was pressed against her lover's. Then another pop. Then a third time in a row.

"Britt? Is that… ?"

The blonde gasped and Santana rolled to the side, staring at Brittany's belly in wonder and fascination. Brittany reached for Santana's wrist, encouraging her to rest her palm against her lower stomach. The blonde instantly knew what it was and was excited to share it with her.

"He's really kicking."

A dreamy, happy smile slowly came to Brittany's lips. She knew Santana was awestruck and loved being able to actually feel their baby. Santana kept rubbing her taut skin and leaned down to kiss it.

She pressed her ear against Brittany's belly as she tenderly stroked her skin. It felt so surreal and magical to even be able to feel their baby like this. Santana could do this forever. She felt teary eyed and looked up to see her girlfriend in a similar state as she gazed at her softly, tracing her cheeks and jawline as they continued to feel those little taps.

"Is that how Valentino felt?"

"Exactly like that. He kicks at night a lot just like V did. Sometimes my ribs hurt but it's so amazing."

"Whoa so he's another he? Are you sure?"

"I just know. I talk to him all the time." Brittany whispered back to her with certainty as Santana furrowed her brows in confusion but eventually gave up on trying to figure out Brittany's ability to know these things. She had walked in on her girlfriend having full on conversations with her baby bump so many times and she thought it was adorable.

"I believe you. You're the expert," Santana laughed. "You're such a natural mother. Oh Britt, I hope he gets your beauty. A little blond with your freckles and blue eyes. Your sweet lips. Your height and your long legs."

"Nuh uh, I hope he looks like you," Brittany argued playfully, tapping her on the nose. "We need more mini Snix bars. I hope he gets your little nose and your lips and your dimples and your skin. Especially your mouse ears and your little chin."

"We already have our little clone of me, Britt. I'm not sure how many more drama queen Lopezes the world can handle running around." She joked.

Brittany just shrugged and Santana was startled by the loving look in her eyes as they met hers while she whispered to her sweetly.

"I'd love as many as I can have," She replied honestly, pulling Santana up into a deep kiss. "It feels so good to be doing this with you."

Santana closed her eyes, giving in to the kiss and stunned at the idea of Brittany already thinking about having more babies. She was still amazed that this beautiful angel actually wanted to have children with her. She was already beginning to feel stirrings of arousal as Brittany pressed her thigh up between hers. The smirk she felt from the blonde against her lips told her that Brittany knew exactly what kind of effect the action had on her.

As she gave in to her lust, she couldn't help but once again envision what it would be like to actually be Brittany's wife.


The last thing Santana expected was for her girlfriend to go into labour in the middle of a vacation to Hawaii… although when she thought about it, it was pretty poetic, considering he was definitely conceived there.

It all started when the blonde tried to seduce her when she wasn't suspecting it. Santana was taken aback when Brittany slipped her arms around her shoulders, pushing her body up against her and whispering seductively in her ear.

One second they were lying on the sand, sunbathing on the crowded beach and sipping from drinks with little umbrellas in them and then the next, her very heavily pregnant girlfriend was all over her, kissing her heatedly and her blue eyes were filled with barely concealed lust.

Santana couldn't take it anymore and the words burst out when she was caught up in the moment.

She kept thinking about those visions of Brittany in a lacy white dress and maybe her in a dark red one. Her nickname was Diabla after all, so red was only fitting and they never did things the conventional way.

She thought about that silver ring with the pink stone she had in a little box hidden in her bag that only Valentino knew about, since he was the one who helped her choose it. She'd been hiding that ring for months.

"I… there's something I need to ask you," Santana panted slightly, pulling away. She was distracted by her girlfriend's kisses and struggled to think clearly. "Whoa, Babe."

Santana shifted her weight, squeezing her thighs together when she saw the way Brittany was gazing at her..

Brittany tilted her head to the side in curiosity not understanding sudden nervousness from her girlfriend.

"What is it, Santana? Baby I really need you right now and I don't think I can wait anymore."

Brittany had been constantly ambushing her for sex lately and it made Santana's head spin in the best possible way.

"It's just- I…"

"You what, Sweetie? What do you mean?" Brittany slipped her arms around her shoulders, her voice lowered to a seductive purr. "I need your hands on me… and I need you inside of me. I need to feel you."

Santana closed her eyes, trying to hold back a moan at the way the blonde was feeling her up. She felt a heat rise to her face and shook her head. Brittany was so angelic standing there with her shimmery, upturned eyes and golden waves.

She couldn't do this, she wasn't ready to pop that question yet. She'd make it super special and perfect for Brittany when the time was right.

"I, nevermind, it's nothing - but about the other thing, whoa, right now? Britt, w-we're in public. Believe me, I'm totally willing and ready, Babe but being arrested for public indecency isn't exactly a good idea right now when you're eight months along. Would be totally worth it though, not gonna lie."

Brittany gave her a skeptical look, knowing she was deflecting from her original question but didn't question her any further and rolled her eyes, chuckling.

"Take me back to our bedroom and ravage me. I just need you so bad and I can't wait. I've been thinking about you all day."

Of course, there was no way Santana would ever be able to say no to that. She was just glad Whitney and Pierce were babysitting their son again.

Santana got her into bed after they had rushed up to their room and encouraged her to lie on her side, placing a pillow between her legs to make her feel more comfortable as she slipped her hand between them and began to make love to her.

She loved how receptive and responsive to everything her girlfriend was. She had always been that way but she had been more eager and responsive than ever for the past few months and Santana was pretty smug about how she made Brittany come three times, moaning her name so desperately each time.

"Shh, Baby Girl if you're any louder we're gonna get noise complaints."

"Santana, I feel kind of wet."

Santana smirked, sneaking a hand between her thighs and feeling her up.

"Mmm oh you definitely are, Babe. You weren't kidding. Ready for round four?"

"No, it's not that, I mean… I think…" Brittany looked at her in embarrassment and Santana's eyebrows darted upward toward her hairline as she struggled to make sense of the wetness she felt on the bed that didn't feel like the typical wetness she was accustomed to for them. There was something about this that was raising some alarm bells for her but whatever it was wasn't quite clicking yet for Santana. "I'm sorry. This is super embarrassing and I have no idea why but I think I just peed on you and not in a kinky way."

Santana blinked in confusion then pulled back the sheets and stared at the growing damp spot on the bed as something began to click for her. She felt the room spin around her as her heart beat against her chest rapidly.

Oh God… this was really happening.

"W-wait a minute, Britt, you didn't pee… that's not… I think your water just broke."

"I think you're right."

"Oh fuck. Your water just broke!"

Santana shot out of the bed and rushed around in a panic, searching for a bag to shove some clothes into. She had never anticipated Brittany going into labour right in the middle of them having sex and she wasn't exactly prepared for all of this… but it was oddly fitting for them since sex had always been their best way of bonding with each other.

"Whoa wait, I thought… isn't he due four weeks from now?"

"Lopez babies are always premature," Brittany explained as if it were common knowledge, wincing and holding her lower back. "I'm so dumb, I should have thought of… Ouch! I think I'm having contractions."

"Oh fuck… we need to get you to a hospital. Okay, okay, don't panic, Babe. I'll get you there so fast. I'll make sure everything's okay. Whatever you do, don't panic." Santana squeaked, rushing around in circles and feeling lightheaded.

"Wait, Santana!"

Santana glanced over at her in confusion as they started moving toward the door.

"What is it, Britt? We kind of need to get you to the hospital right now, okay, Baby? I don't think he's gonna wait."

"You're still naked." Brittany giggled.

"Oh."

That would be kind of a problem. Santana rushed to put on the first thing she could find, which was a pair of shorts and one of Brittany's cat shirts. She drove them at record speeds, ignoring curses and blaring horns from other drivers.

"Santana, are we almost there?"

"Don't you worry. We'll be there in a minute."

"What… what were you going to ask me about, on the beach and all those other times?"

"Don't worry about it, Baby. You're doing so well, you just relax."

"No, I'm serious. I really want to know. Please."

Santana gulped nervously. It was now or never. She had tried to summon the courage so many times and Brittany was giving her this laser-focused look with her clear eyes as if she wasn't going to let this go until Santana was honest with her. Santana couldn't handle it any longer.

"Will you marry me?"

Brittany was completely silent and for a second Santana felt terrified that this wouldn't go the way she had been dreaming of.

"That's what you've been wanting to ask?" Brittany laughed. "Of course I'll marry you. You're so cute being all nervous after you knocked me up twice so shamelessly."

"Oh, Britt."

Maybe it wasn't exactly the ideal place to pop the question but Brittany looked ecstatic despite the state she was in and Santana felt the same.

"Hey you! My fiancee is having a baby!" Santana growled ferociously, fed up with waiting and demanding help from any medical professional who would listen to her. "We need help, right now so do something already!"

Brittany was remarkably relaxed for a woman who was about to give birth just as she had been throughout her pregnancy, meanwhile Santana was freaking out so much that the blonde had to reassure her that everything was going to be okay rather than the other way around. She grabbed her phone to call Brittany's parents.


Their son was born a lot faster than Santana expected. It seemed like one second they were wheeling Brittany into the emergency room, then Santana was doing everything she could to rub the blonde's back and keep both of them calm as the blonde began to cry softly about her contractions, and before she knew what was happening, Brittany was actually giving birth.

At one point, Santana passed out right there and woke up to nurses laughing at her. She hoped no one ever found out about that embarrassing incident. She sat up behind Brittany, holding her tightly and trying her best to soothe her when she was in labour but winced, feeling horrible everytime she heard Brittany moan softly or cry out sharply.

Aside from that, it was mostly an easy birth and everyone was stunned by how calm Brittany was. Santana felt tears come to her eyes again when she saw Brittany holding their tiny baby boy in her arms after he had been cleaned up. Brittany was so exhausted and in pain, as she but somehow she still found the energy to smile softly at their crying, red-faced baby as he nuzzled into her chest.

Even for a premature newborn, he seemed so small and frail. He was too little for them to really see his features but Santana thought he looked just like tiny newborn baby Valentino in the pictures she had seen of him. It was a strange feeling caring for something that was so helpless and dependent on her.


"Are you gonna protect your baby brother?"

Valentino stared up at her in awe as Santana placed the little tiny, squishy baby boy in his arms when he went to visit Mommy in hospital.

The boy frowned, still a little jealous of all the attention his moms were giving this new baby but he couldn't deny it made him feel powerful when his Mami gave him this task.

"Okay," He nodded. "He's really small and loud."

"Good Boy." Santana chuckled.

They decided to name him Anthony or Tony for short.

Her father's name was Antonio and that was one reason why the name fit but Santana had also always had a love for gangster movies and she smirked, seeing the scandalized reaction from Rachel when she told her they were naming their son after the Scarface character.

Brittany, on the other hand, thought Tony was being named after the tiger from the cereal boxes and she was thrilled. Whitney was just happy that the Pierce family's tradition of having rhyming names was being carried on.