Santana was regretting her decision, not the telling Brittany she loved her part, no, she would stick by that, but having the blonde stay over knowing she was planning on running in the morning. Big mistake. She loved Brittany but 4am was too early, even when they were Cheerios "Come on Sanny, everyone will be there." Brittany tugged at the blanket the brunette had pulled over her head.

"I'm pregnant, I need my sleep." Santana muttered scowling once Brittany had pulled the blanket away. "Get Q to take you."

"I'll buy you coffee and a muffin." Brittany promised laying down on the bed with Santana, waiting until Santana opened her eyes Brittany kissed the tip of her nose. "I'll wear my leggings," eyebrow arched Santana was now paying attention as Brittany promised "and just my sports bra."

"Can I take my blanket?" technically it was Brittany's blanket, Santana had bought it for Brittany.

"Of course." Brittany beamed.

"Breakfast after?"

"Always." Brittany quickly kissed Santana before jumping to her feet "Gotta go to the bathroom, can't be naked with the door open." Brittany chirped.


"You're all sick bastards and I hate you all." Santana glared as she stepped out of the driver's side of her car, Matt and Mike shook their heads they knew she hated mornings, even Sue ignored Santana in the mornings.

Puck chuckled leaning against his van "Come on Lopez you did this all the time as a Cheerio."

"Bite me." Santana growled, Brittany smiled wrapping around Santana from behind.

"Charming as always Santana." Quinn laughed, Santana flipped the smaller of the two blondes off.

"Coach said she'd unlock the gate." Puck lead the way pushing Artie's chair, Artie was holding on to the sled and harness for him.

Brittany walked Santana over to the bleachers, Santana had the coffee and the bag with the muffin in it while Brittany carried the blanket. Quinn and Mike both unzipped and tossed their hoodies on the bench, they were going to use it as their starting mark to count out their laps and miles. "Hi Coach." Matt and Mike smiled, Quinn nodded to the woman. Puck popped a wheelie getting Artie onto the grass.

"Hey Coach." Puck nodded.

Mike, Quinn and Matt stretched waiting for Brittany to join them. Pulling off her hoodie Brittany helped Santana put it on over her own before handing Santana back the bag and coffee she'd put down. "Thanks Sweetie." Santana smiled at Brittany as the blonde laid the blanket across her lap.

"It'll be more fun when you can run again." Brittany assured the Latina. Bouncing down the steps Brittany smiled and waved at the new coach who smiled and waved back.

Santana sat in the bleachers eating her muffin and drinking her hot coffee, as Brittany, Mike, Quinn and Matt started to run laps around the track. The new coach, Coach Beiste, was watching Puck pull Artie back and forth on the field on his sled, she was a big woman and by big Santana meant muscles. "How much weight can you pull Puckerman?"

"Two Cheerios Coach!" Puck called back.

"Those little cheerleaders? I know you can pull more weight than that!" Coach Beiste called back.

"I'd need a different sled Coach." Puck said stopping in front of her "This one only holds up to three Cheerios depending on their size." Puck explained.

"Sorry I'm late Coach, won't happen again." Finn apologized,

"And you're...Hudson?" Finn nodded tossing his hoodie to the bench, "Not an official practice, just be on time for official practices."

"Yes Coach."

"Can you pull him?" Beiste thumbed towards Finn.

"Never tried." Puck admitted.

"Try swapping the boys out." Coach Beiste nodded to the sled. "You try pulling him and I'll talk to this young fella here." Finn nodded.

"Can I pick you up?" Artie nodded letting Finn pick him up and put him back into his chair. "So you want me to sit on that?" Finn pointed at the round sled.

"Then we'll see if you can pull him." Coach Beiste pointed at Puck, Finn had pulled a Cheerio or two but never one of the guys, he had no idea if he could do it.

"O...okay."

Santana couldn't help but laugh as Finn climbed on the tiny sled, she almost spit her coffee when Puck tried to pull the large teen barely moving the sled at all.

"Dude what did you eat?"

"Just some pancakes and waffles and eggs." Finn muttered.

"Dude! Quarterbacks are supposed be one of the smallest dudes on the team."

"Shut up and pull." Finn snapped.

"Why'd you eat we're going out for breakfast after." Puck grunted leaning forward.

"I was hungry." Finn muttered

"You're heavier than all the girls combined." Puck huffed.

Watching Puck struggle to pull Finn, Coach Beiste chuckled "Okay boys I've seen enough, how 'bout you join the others on the track?"

"I don't have to pull him?" Finn asked jumping to his feet making Puck lurch forward and fall face first in the grass.

"No, go run." Couch Beiste waved him to the track.

"Yes Coach." Finn bolted away.

"You okay Puckerman?"

"Yea," Puck stood up shrugging out of the harness "can we put him on a diet?"

Chuckling she pointed at the track, grinning he took off after Finn pushing him when he got close enough. "So Artie is it?" sitting on the bench next to his wheelchair the coach waited for him to answer, which was a nod "Alright Artie, you seem like a smart guy, what can you tell me about my team that I don't have in my files."

"Oh...um..." Artie didn't want to rat on anyone.

"It will help me find their motivation." she explained seeing his hesitation. "I won't use anything you tell me in a bad way."

"Okay." Artie nodded. "What do you want to know?"

"These girls, who are they?"

"Brittany and Quinn, ex Cheerios."

"And the other one?" she gestured to Santana, who perked up the moment she did.

"Santana, also an ex Cheerio."

"And she's not running because?" waiting for an answer Coach Beiste chuckled "Is it gonna be pulling teeth with you son?" Because she'd been pointed at Santana gathered her blanket, she didn't like being talked about, slowly coming down the bleachers she headed for the football field.

"Sorry." Artie apologized "It's just some of this stuff you're asking for is personal."

"I understand, and I promise you, I'm not asking for secrets, just common knowledge, the stuff everyone knows."

"Oh, okay." Artie nodded. "Mike and Matt used to date Brittany and Santana freshman and some of sophomore year, Quinn dated Finn the summer before sophomore year and a little of sophomore year, now their all dating other people except Matt, he's single."

"And has this affected their football performances?"

"Finn yes, the others no." Artie admitted, "And here comes Santana, she doesn't like to be talked about so I'm going to stop now."

"What are you talking about Wheels?" Santana bit out tossing her trash into the can and the blanket on the bench over the other hoodies.

"N..not you." Artie stuttered.

"Coach Beiste, the new football coach."

"Beast huh," Santana took the hand the woman offered.

"Spelled B, e, i, s, t, e." the coach explained "It's the French spelling."

"Cool." Santana nodded "Well get used to losing 'cause these guys suck, I mean you got a few players here and there but nope for the most part they suck ass, even varsity."

"And you are?"

"Santana Lopez, ex Cheerio captain."

"So you were out here for a lot of the games." Beiste gestured for Santana to sit down. "How are these boys?"

"Mike's a ninja, they never get their hands on him. Matt's good too, Puck's pretty good at catching what Finn throws which honestly is a lot of garbage, maybe with a better quarterback we could win? I mean at Finn's size shouldn't he be like a guard or something like that?" Santana rambled, it was exactly what the coach was looking for.

"Is he having trouble at home? Anything that may affect his game?"

"No, his mom's cool." Santana shook her head "I mean he knocked me up," Santana gestured to her stomach "but he was a sucky quarterback before that happened."

"Santana that's mean." Artie frowned.

"Whatever, it's true, as a quarterback he sucks." Santana shrugged shoving her hands into the large pocket on the hoodie. "but at the park, he can tackle the shit out of people so maybe try him at that."

"So are you and he dating?" Coach Beiste asked.

"Oh God no," Santana shook her head mortified "He's dating the Hobbit."

"Hobbit?" Beiste asked, Artie shook his head, he didn't say anything because he knew even pregnant Santana'd dump him out of his chair.

"Short as hell, loud as hell annoying singer who must be the center of attention at all times or she throws a fit." Santana said rolling her eyes "Nightmare, but he likes her. Rachel Berry."

"Oh, and Mike is..."

"Dating Quinn, but her baby daddy is Puckerman." Santana pointed to the mohawked boy.

"Santana!" Artie squeaked.

"What, she's gonna find out sooner or later, like when the other teachers talk about it, and they do, it's like they have no life." Santana aimed the last part at the coach. "Besides it's practically a telenovela, we could call it The Life and Lies of McKinley." Artie had to nod in agreeance, that part was true "And Britt and I are the next hot topic."

"And Britt is?"

"My girlfriend." Santana's eyes narrowed waiting for a response as Coach Beiste's gazed followed where she was pointing, Artie frowned but the coach smiled.

"She seems really sweet." The smile and wave the blonde have given her when she joined Mike, Quinn and Matt on the track seemed genuine.

"She is." Santana nodded relaxing a little.

"So I'm guessing you and Quinn are off the cheer squad because of the pregnancies," Beiste said carefully, Santana nodded "but not Brittany."

"No, she didn't want to stay a Cheerio without us."

"They're the Unholy Trinity." Artie supplied.

"Sounds like a girl group." Beiste chuckled, Santana smirked.

"So you just want to know about these guys or everyone?"

Beiste gestured Santana to the bench "Whoever you can tell me about."

"Karofsky's a total dick but he's a decent player, Azimio is an asshat and he tries to hurt people when he tackles them, they're bullies the both of them and the rest of the guys are sadly stereotypical dumb jocks that will follow whoever they think is in charge. They keep tormenting Kurt."

"And Kurt is?"

"Glee Club with us." Artie said.

"He's a sweet kid, doesn't deserve to get messed with." Santana glanced down at Artie treating "You repeat any of this and I'll dump you out of your chair." Artie squeaked knowing she would "Kurt's actually the reason we won our only game when Tanaka was coach, Kurt kicked the winning field goal, but because he's out they pick on him."

"So do you." Artie reminded.

Santana glared down at him "He's my Lady Hummel, I can be mean to him if I want, they're just assholes."

"We'll have to fix that, I won't have that on my team."

"Seriously?" Artie stared at the coach.

"Sports are for building character and strength both inner and outer it's not so you can say you're better than someone else." Santana nodded, impressed. "Now if you girls care to join us for our actual practices, you can take the bench, you don't need to be up in the bleachers, specially in your condition, I'll have a shade up for you. But if they get worse, no more visiting at practice." Beiste said seriously. "As for you, we need to find a way to make you heavier with the option of adding more weight."

"How about a weighted vest or backpack?" Santana suggested. "If you use a backpack you can put it between his legs, adding weight as you go."

"Hey Coach," the group came to a stop on the track "can we hit the weight room?" Puck asked.

"I gotta do some paperwork so yea, I'll open the weight room." looking at Santana she nodded "Those sound like good ideas, I'll check them out."

Brittany bounced over to Santana, stopping when she saw the coach was watching them, staying arms length away from Santana she asked "Umm can we stay? The guys want my help with push ups, I'm tall so I need to sit on Finn's back."

Pulling Brittany close Santana chuckled, she knew Brittany was trying to keep the PDA at a minimum around people that didn't know them, holding Brittany by the forearms she pushed up on her toes for a quick kiss on the lips hoping the tall blonde would understand. "Okay." Brittany smiled before running off.

"Come on Coach Lite." I don't have a girl to sit on my back." Puck chuckled grabbing Artie's chair and popping a wheelie, the others grabbed their hoodies catching up with Puck.

Quinn linked her arm with Santana's grinning "So how's it feel?"

"You tell me, dating someone you like instead of someone for status?" Santana asked without answering.

"Finn was sweet but Mike...he's more me, we like a lot of the same things can have actual conversations and have you seen his abs?" Quinn swooned.

"I have my own set of abs to drool over thank you." Santana chuckled watching Brittany jump onto Mike's back. "We need to find Matt a nice girl."

"We do know a few nice ones." Quinn reminded.

"Two is not a few." Santana laughed reaching for the blanket, only to find Coach Beiste handing it to her nodding. it was a weighted blanket. "I can give you the website."


Coach Beiste watched the small group as the boys lined up to do push ups, all hoodies, including the two Santana had been wearing were lying by the workout mirror that Mike was right next to. Carefully Quinn sat on his back, Brittany sat on Finn's back, she of course was seated so she could see Santana who was on Matt's back. Artie, thanks to Finn, was balanced on Puck's back "Just don't wedgy me dude that's all I ask." Puck said when Artie grabbed his waistband.

"Like you even wear underwear." Santana laughed.

"I did today," Puck informed them before adding "so don't yank on them."

"What am I supposed to hold onto?"

"Use your upper body to hold your balance." Santana piped up as she continued to file her nails and flirt with Brittany as Matt started his push ups.

Coach Beiste took pity and positioned Artie's hands, both at his sides but one slightly behind him and one slightly in front to help him stay balanced and not wedgy Puck. The girls were used to it and only occasionally had to put a hand down to regain balance, Santana more than the others as her weight was ever changing.


Randomly peaking in on them left the coach knowing one thing, they were a good bunch of kids, and they found ways to keep themselves motivated during their workout together. While they were doing sit-ups Quinn sat on Mike's feet offering a kiss every time he sat up. Artie was sitting on Puck's feet leaned against Puck's knees, Puck used a belt to hold Artie to his legs so he didn't slip, Artie didn't mind he was talking non stop about history, with the history book laying on his lap. Finn and Brittany were actually facing each other and both doing sit ups, it looked like they were playing a game of patty cake as well. Which left Santana amused and sitting on her ex's feet while filing her nails and occasionally swatting at Matt when he purposely nosed the back of her head. The last time she looked in on them Beiste heard Santana snip "Bitch, I will cut you." which only made Matt laugh.

"I think we need to take someone to eat." Quinn chuckled. "She's mean without food."

"She's mean with food." Matt reminded, Santana swiped at him again.

His phone going off Puck announced "It's 8, so it's time for the Omelette House." unbuckling the belt he stood up grabbing Artie to put him in his chair.

"Yes!" Santana threw her arms up in victory "Food! Somebody get my fat ass up."

Separating Brittany and Finn both stood and offered her a hand, she took both letting them pull her to her feet "You're not fat, you're pregnant." Brittany reminded kissing her cheek.

"I waddle." Santana muttered.

"There's three of you." Finn pointed out lightly touching her small belly, he was one of the few who could touch her little belly without her flipping out.

"Not helpful." Santana glared at the duo.

"I can still pick you up, you're tiny, your weight's just in different areas then it used to be that's why you waddle and it's cute." Matt tried.

"I'm not cute." Santana pouted crossing her arms. "Puppies, kitties and Brittany are cute."

Quinn tried a different tactic "Bitch I'm hungry and this is on the 'No Cheerio eat' list, so waddle your ever widening ass to the car and let's eat." Quinn gestured to the door.

"Imma kick your ass when I have these babies Fabray, just you wait." Santana pointed at Quinn.

"Bring it Ducky." Quinn smirked when Brittany squealed.

Santana glared at Quinn, of course Brittany would like that nickname. "It's better than Tubbers." Matt pointed out.

"Hey you're supposed to be on my side." Santana scowled at him, lightly jabbing his ribs when he kissed the top of her head.

Coach Beiste followed the group out locking up as they left. "Hey Coach, you wanna come with us? Food's great." Puck asked.

"Maybe some other time." Coaches weren't supposed to have favorites but Beiste was pretty sure Puckerman was going to be her favorite, she knew his record, he just needed a strong guiding hand.

"Alright." Puck waved before turning back to pushing Artie.


It took all of two seconds before Santana ran for the restroom, just the smell of the food made her want to hurl, Finn was relieved when Brittany and Quinn chased after her, he didn't want her to be alone but he also didn't want to get kicked out of the restaurant for following her into the women's room. Puck stepped up to the counter, "Hi, table for 8, three of us are...occupied at the moment." he pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

"It will be a few minutes if you'd like to take a seat." the hostess gestured to the bench.

"I'm gonna..." Finn gestured the direction the girls went.

"Yea." Mike nodded.

It was a few minutes before the girls came out of the bathroom, Finn pushed himself off the wall he was leaned on, Santana glared at him taking the mint he offered as they headed back to the others. "We can do breakfast another time San." Brittany promised.

Popping the mint in her mouth Santana shook her head trying to talk but all that came out was "No...I...good...few minutes."

"You understood that right?" Matt asked Finn who looked just as confused.

"She's good give her a few minutes." Quinn explained adding "I used to help in the nursery at my church, they always talked with their mouths full." when they all looked at her surprised. Santana shrugged, she didn't care that she'd just been compared to a toddler she was getting food from the 'No' list.

"Portions are huge here, even Finn has trouble finishing his whole plate." Puck explained.

Quinn mouthed 'Wow' as a waitress walked by with a large tray of plates practically over flowing with breakfast foods, Mike chuckled teasing, "Should I be jealous?", Quinn lightly elbowed him. He was going to have to get the 'No' list and double date with Brittany and Santana.

Quinn chuckled "Wow."

"I can't believe she ate it all." Puck stared in disbelief at Santana and her empty plate.

"I can't believe she stabbed Finn with her fork." Mike shook his head.

"I can." Matt and Quinn laughed while Brittany checked Finn's hand.

"I told you all I was hungry and he was going for my bacon." Santana defended herself, sounding like Quinn.

"That omelette was the size of my forearm." Quinn pointed out still shocked, she was taking half her breakfast home.

"You said you were getting full." Finn was just glad his hand wasn't bleeding.

"Never come between a pregnant woman and her food." Quinn smirked taking the bill from Puck to see her part.

"I got this." Mike shook his head when Quinn reached for her purse "I invited you."

"Thank you." Quinn smiled.

Tossing money on the table Santana turned to help Brittany put her leftovers in the container. "There's a new movie out can we go watch it?" Brittany asked.

"I'm taking my sisters if you don't want to," Matt offered seeing Santana yawn. "Britt can come with us."

"I just need a nap, it's not like they open for another hourish." Santana yawned again. "You in?"

"Movie date?" Mike asked, he was used to doing things as a group, it was always the Unholy Trinity, Matt and himself, then Finn joined the group when he started dating Quinn. Mike gave a small frown shaking his head, he didn't like to think about Finn dating Quinn.

"You okay?" Quinn covered his hand with her own.

"Fine." Mike nodded smiling.

"Give us the time and we'll be there." Quinn promised.