"So who's it gonna be Finnocence?" Santana asked walking to the truck "Man-Hands or Tubbers?"

Finn shook his head opening the door "Don't be mean Santana."

"Fine." huffing she climbed in smacking the hand he offered to help her, waiting until he was in she asked slightly nicer "Blonde or brunette?"

"I don't have time for that." Finn shook his head. "I got you and the babies, school and work, football and glee."

"The babies aren't the end of the world Finn." Santana shook her head back at him.

"Right, and you're with?" Finn asked starting the truck, Santana looked out the front window pursing her lips. "Exactly." although he knew she wasn't with her person for a completely different reason. "So this Lamaze thing is supposed to help you breathe?" he asked changing the topic.

"I guess," Santana shrugged "I don't know why, Dad said at my size there's a good chance for a c-section." Finn cringed he'd heard about those.

"I guess to be prepared." Finn shrugged.

"We're gonna eat after this right?" Santana asked.

"Yea." nodding Finn pulled away from the curb trying not to smirk at the happy dance that was happening in the passenger seat. Santana had passed the diabetes test but her parents still had her watching what she was eating.

Eating her burger Santana watched Finn pick at his food, she knew he was struggling to pick between the two girls, he had feelings for both, he was using the babies as an excuse. She wasn't much better, Brittany had left Mike and was with Artie and it was killing her, and the blonde wasn't going to drop the boy because Santana was still very much in the closet. Muttering to herself she took another bite.

Frowning Finn glanced up from his fries "What?" he could swear Santana said something but the brunette shook her head. "Okay." Nodding he sighed asking "Do you really think I could date?"

Wiping her mouth Santana answered "I don't see why not, you're only problem is picking the right one."

Finn raked his hands over his face frustrated gruffing "I know, when I'm with Rachel I think about Quinn and when I'm with Quinn I think about Rachel."

"Give it time." Santana suggested. "One will win out, you'll stop thinking about the other one."

"What about you?" Finn asked.

"I...I'm good." Santana lied "Matt and I are going over to watch movies with Brittany, Quinn and Mike this weekend."

"So nothing serious? No one special?"

Santana shook her head "I can't right now, I think I've caused my parents enough problems." pregnant was bad enough, lesbian? Santana was sure her religious parents would disown her on the spot. "Spanish tonight."

Finn nodded taking a bite of his burger, they were cowards, it was going to take a big push to get them to go after who they wanted, he of course had to figure out who he wanted first.

They were meeting at Quinn's, it wasn't just a Spanish study group for Quinn, Quinn had all of her work to catch up on. "Thank you guys for meeting here, Mom's at work and it would have been a hassle to pack her and my books up..."

"I'm being fed, I don't care." Santana slipped by heading for the kitchen with Brittany in tow, Quinn smirked, as long as Artie wasn't around Santana was happy.

"She means, no problem." Mercedes chuckled.

"You don't take Spanish." Quinn said amused by the girl's appearance.

"Oh no, I am here strictly as a baby sitter so you can do your school work." Mercedes admitted taking the baby monitor from Quinn, laughing Quinn shook her head.

"She's sleeping, she will be for hours."

"Hush I'm getting out of dishes, now which way's the TV?" Mercedes looked around.

"I'll show you." Matt volunteered.

Mike held up his backpack as he stepped in "You're a life saver, I could kiss you." Quinn hugged him not seeing his blush, he was the only one taking advanced classes like she was, and she loved them but there was no way could Brittany or Finn help with the class they were in together.

Stepping in the house Puck handed Quinn an envelope before pointing in the direction of the bassinet, since he was behaving Santana let him rejoin the group. "He's trying." Mike promised.

"He is." Quinn agreed gesturing Mike to the dining room.

"We're going to be learning a few new phrases." Santana said when the group started to gather. "Some we won't learn from Schue but they're day to day phrases just the same." Finn glanced around at the snacks on the table Santana had brought from the kitchen, she was writing on sticky notes but not putting them on the food or drinks. There were also a few baby items on the table as well.

"Baby shit?" Puck asked from the doorway.

"Yes," Santana nodded. "so if I say sobrina you know what I'm talking about."

"A chick?" Puck asked taking a seat at the table, it sounded like a girl's name.

"Your daughter, my niece, sobrina is niece." Santana explained.

"Oh." Puck nodded then pointed at Santana's belly "So sobrinas?"

"Yes." Santana nodded. Handing Finn the sticky notes she pointed to the food "Tag them." handing three sticky notes to Quinn she gestured to the baby items. "Sweetie go grab a few movies." Brittany nodded skipping from the room. "Conversational Spanish, asking about food, movies and baby stuff."

"Why baby stuff?" Puck asked confused.

"Because if I asked you to get me toallitas or a pañal, I'd like to get the right things."

"What's a tortilla got to do with a baby?" Puck frowned.

"Toallitas not tortilla." Santana shook her head "You eat a tortilla you use toallitas to clean a baby's butt."

"I just need enough to pass Mr. Schue's class." Puck mumbled.

"You're learning the same thing as everyone else here." Santana shook her head. "Give me your notes and I'll check them while you do the homework." Santana held her hand out to him. Handing her the folder he dug through his bag for his Spanish book. "If you have a problem I'll help you but I will not do the homework for you."

"How about these San?" Brittany held up four movies.

"Perfect." Santana smiled. "Okay everyone hand over your notebooks and start doing your homework."

Quinn waited for a quiet moment with Puck, holding the opened envelope out to Puck she shook her head. "I can't take this, it's too much."

"It's to make up for what I couldn't give you before." Puck shoved his hands in his pockets forcing Quinn to put the envelope down.

"Why don't you spend it on her instead, buy her something you want her to have, go look at her bedroom and see what you want in there. Give her something from you instead of me buying her something with your money."

"Whatever I have over I'm giving back." Puck told her taking the envelope back.

"You have to buy her more than one thing and you have to spend more than hundred dollars." Quinn said knowing if she didn't give him the ground rules he would buy one small thing and try to give her the money back.

"Fine." Puck scowled, he hated when she knew what he was thinking.

By the time Judy came home it was only Mike and Quinn left doing homework in the living room, technically Quinn, as Mike was rocking the baby singing to her in Chinese, he'd beamed when he saw the anklet on Beth, Quinn had already snapped a picture of Mike and Beth with her phone. "So all I need to do is the report for history and the report for literature, I'll do the reading tonight and write them tomorrow." Quinn said tucking other papers into a red folder, Mike nodded finishing the song.

"Give me a call and I'll swing by and pick them up." Mike promised as Quinn took the sleeping baby from his arms, whispering "Be good mi dulce bebe." he kissed Beth's forehead. "She really is beautiful Quinn."

"Thank you." Quinn blushed putting her in the bassinet. "And I mean for everything, you don't have to be over here helping me with everything I've missed or will miss." Mike shrugged picking up the folder. "And I'm sorry you and Brittany broke up."

"It's okay." Mike promised.

"Only you and Brittany could have a drama free break up." Quinn chuckled.

"We like other people." Mike admitted. "I told her we could stay together until...you know."

"But she went to Artie instead." Quinn shook her head.

"Yea, that's the suck part." Mike nodded.

Puck was confused Finn had filled him in on the whole Brittany thing and Puck wasn't an idiot he knew Finn was having his own problems, "I get why you're hung up, I mean Berry's a hot Jew and Quinn..." Puck let out a whistle "But to go from Mike to Artie? Does Britt need glasses?" Puck asked continuing to rake the leaves into a pile.

"Who would you chose?" Finn wanted to know.

"Out of those two? Obviously Mik..." Puck laughed when Finn chuckled "Wrong two, but I am so not going there with the other two," Puck shook his head. "just work on other stuff maybe it'll work itself out."

"What like Rachel dating that Jesse kid again?" Finn frowned.

"So what if she does?" Puck asked.

"He's a dick." Finn muttered.

"Then date Berry." Puck chuckled. "Quinn's hot but she's a no man's land right now and I don't mean because she has Beth, I think she just wants to get her shit together."

"Yea." Finn agreed "But Brittany's making a mistake."

"I agree, Artie needs to go back to Tina and beg for forgiveness." Puck nodded. "And stop staring at Santana's tits cause she don't care about the chair, she'll whup his ass." Finn cringed knowing it was true.