Chapter 28: I Won't Do This Alone
Santana's POV
*Saturday 9th April 2022*
"I'm calling from the hospital, your wife was involved in a road traffic collision so as her emergency contact, we need you to come right here. I'm afraid…"
"Nope, not happening" I say while throwing the phone down and running out of the door.
I don't even want to listen to the end of the woman's sentence. The words Brittany and hospital were enough for me to throw the phone down, grab my car keys and rush out the door. It probably wasn't the best idea to not finish the phone conversation because now I'm headed to the hospital not even sure where she'll be located or what's happened to her. I've got to admit though, a tiny part of me didn't want to hear the end of the woman's sentence because what happens if I don't like what she says. Sometimes ignorance really is bliss so I'm pretending she couldn't have said my wife is in fatal condition and that she just had a sore arm or something.
As soon as I arrive at the hospital, I haphazardly park in a space and quickly get out of the car. I lock it as I run towards the entrance and go inside. I must look like an idiot running about but I don't really care. I'm also not dressed the best either in my sweatpants with messy hair and no makeup but when you get a call like this, the way you look doesn't matter. I run over to the desk to find out what's happening and where Brittany is.
"Brittany Pierce, I need to see her" I say quickly as I try to regain my breath.
"And you are?" the woman asks me.
"I need to see Brittany Pierce right now" I say annoyed.
"I can't just let anyone in there so who might I be talking to?" she asks.
"Santana Pierce, I'm Brittany's wife" I state.
"Ok, well she is in that room right there but they're just working on her right now so hold on until I see if it's ok to go in" the woman tells me.
"Ok" I nod. I'd rather just go right in to see Brittany but I suppose the good thing is that if they're working on her then she's not dead.
"Santana Pierce?" a man asks as he leaves the room.
"That's me" I state.
"I'm your wife's doctor so I can quickly catch you up before you go inside" he tells me. "Some of the others are just putting in a few stiches right now so I'll let them finish and then you can see her."
"Oh god, look at her" I say as I catch a glimpse of Brittany through the window to her room. She is lying on the bed with medical professionals all around her either administering medication or stitching her up or something.
"It looks bad but she's going to be ok" the doctor tells me. "She's got concussion and a few broken ribs amongst a lot of cuts and bruises but other than that she's fine. She's going to be in quite a bit of pain but like I say, no internal bleeding or broken limbs" he adds.
"Oh, thank goodness" I say in relief.
"Actually, it looks like they're finished up in there so why don't you go on in. Brittany has been asking for you" he smiles at me.
"Thank you" I say before rushing into the room. "Baby, I'm here" I say as I approach her bed.
"Megan, is that you?" Brittany says as she slowly opens her eyes.
"It's not Megan but I tell you who will be here soon, your divorce lawyer" I snap. How dare she ask for her ex-girlfriend like that?
"Santana calm down, I'm just playing" she says laughing before quickly wincing in pain due to her laughter jolting her.
"Well I'm not" I sigh. "This is not funny. For all I knew I could have lost you today. I was at home making my way through the chocolate you bought me when I get a call from the hospital. I had no idea what happened until 5 minutes ago when I turned up and spoke to your doctor."
"I'm sorry" she apologises.
"By the way, that pain from the laughter serves you right. You don't get to say your exes name like that" I point out.
"I know and I said I was sorry. At least me trying to make a joke makes you realise I am ok because I joke all the time. If I wasn't joking now, you'd be worried something was still wrong with me" Brittany replies.
"Fair enough but joke in a different way next time please. Actually, let's just not have a next time that involves a hospital" I state.
"May I have a kiss please?" Brittany asks innocently.
"Of course" I smile. God that woman knows how to melt my heart.
"Thank you" she says as I lean down and kiss her.
"I am so glad you're ok" I say.
"Me too" she nods.
"You've been very lucky Brittany" the doctor tells my wife.
"Lucky?" she questions angrily. Wow that was a quick turn in mood. "I shouldn't have had to count on my luck today because this should never have happened. None of this was my fault. The other driver is at fault here so don't tell me I'm lucky as if I made a mistake or something. I done nothing wrong but I've still ended up here. I've actually got a good mind to report you for…"
"Honey, it's ok" I say while putting my arms around her. "I know you're pissed but it's not the doctor's fault. I don't think he quite meant it in that way. I think he was just saying you didn't suffer any lasting injuries really" I add as I hug her tightly.
"This morning I thought I was having a great day. I had a nice breakfast with my wife and then we decided to have a quiet night in tonight so I was looking forward to that. I had just had a good session at the gym and was on my way home to build the baby's crib which was exciting. However, instead of building my baby's crib and having a cheat night with some takeout, I am now going to be stuck on the couch in pain and high on painkillers" Brittany sighs.
"I know it's not what we wanted but the main thing is that you're going to be ok. You just need to heal for a few days and then we'll be back to normal" I say optimistically.
"I hope that asshole gets arrested for dangerous driving or something because he could have killed me" she states.
"I hope so too" I say while shaking my head in disgust. I know Brittany is ok now but god, did I get the fright of my life when I got that phone call. Also, this could have ended a lot differently so I could have been on my way to the morgue.
"I'll leave you both to it and I'll come back and check on you soon Brittany" the doctor says and then leaves.
"My motorbike is absolutely ruined now as far as I'm aware. They had to practically pick up every individual piece of it from the ground" Brittany sighs.
"I'm not going to say I'm sad it's no longer in use because I never liked the thing anyway" I shrug.
"Excuse me?" Brittany asks annoyed.
"I know it meant a lot to you or whatever but I didn't like it so I am breathing a sigh of relief now that it's broken" I state.
"I was over exaggerating; my bike will be fine once it's fixed" she replies.
"No" I say simply while shaking my head.
"No?" Brittany questions. "What are you saying no to?" she asks.
"You are not going on that motorbike again" I say seriously.
"It wasn't my fault the accident. The guy ran a red light" she replies as she winces in pain as she tries to get off the bed.
"I'm still not letting you ride on the motorbike again" I state while pushing her gently back onto the bed. She doesn't need to go anywhere right now.
"You can't do that" Brittany sighs.
"I can't raise this baby myself so if this is what a motorbike does to you then I won't allow you to keep riding it. Am I not speaking English here?" I say annoyed.
"I understand what you're saying and I know you're scared but you can't just say no like that. We need to discuss these things" she points out.
"We can discuss it all you want but my answer will always be no. No way am I letting you go out into the road on that fucking bike again" I state.
"I think I need to get the doctor back in here, I'm in pain. Suddenly I have a pain in my ass now" Brittany says childishly to me.
"Oh, grow up Brittany" I say while rolling my eyes at her.
"I'm really quite sore and this pain medication is making me tired so if you want to keep fighting can you go and find someone else to do it with and leave me the hell alone" Brittany says while turning her head to the side to look away from me.
"You could have been killed Brittany so if you think I'm leaving you for one second you have another thing coming" I tell her. I am not leaving her side until I know she's ok. I mean if it means I need to go to the bathroom with her then that's a risk I'm willing to take.
"Can you sit quietly then because I don't need this fighting right now" she sighs.
"I can do that…I think" I reply hesitantly. I hope I can but the situation is really annoying me so it's hard to let it go right now when I just want to get my point across.
For the next couple of hours, Brittany and I remain in her hospital room in silence. Brittany has a little nap and I switch between keeping an eye on her and flicking through a magazine with my feet up. I'm not the most comfortable sitting on the chair but I wouldn't risk sharing the bed with Brittany in case I move too much and it hurts her. To be honest I'm probably more uncomfortable because I'm pregnant rather than the chair itself being too hard to sit on. The doctor is now just in checking on Brittany and checking her blood pressure and things like that.
"Apart from the pain, are you feeling well Brittany?" he asks.
"Yeah, I just feel sore and a little tired from the medication. Other than that though, I'm good" she shrugs.
"I see no reason to keep you here then Brittany because everything looks good and I know you're itching to get home. You do have a concussion though so if you feel any worse at all, please come back in" the doctor tells her. "You're young and healthy so I think you'll be ok but like I say, any worse and get straight back here."
"Thank you" Brittany replies.
"We just need you to sign a couple of things before I can discharge you. You'll also need to wait a few minutes until your prescription is ready" the doctor states.
"No problem" Brittany smiles.
After 10 or so minutes, Brittany gets everything signed and her prescription is ready. The doctor goes over a few points with us about dosage of the medication and the best way for Brittany to heal. He then gets a wheelchair for Brittany and helps us get outside before leaving us at the exit. Brittany and I then slowly make our way over to my car. I can see Brittany is really struggling to move with the pain which totally breaks my heart. No matter how mad I am about the bike, I hate seeing her like this and in so much pain.
"Come on, I'll help you" I say while putting my arm around Brittany's waist.
"You're pregnant, I should be the one helping you" she sighs as she puts her arm over my shoulder to steady herself.
"Honestly you help me enough. I know I'm pregnant but that's a normal thing that most women go through whereas you're in pain from the accident which isn't a normal thing" I state. "Don't be proud right now, just let me help because I can" I add.
"Ok, thank you" Brittany smiles. After a few minutes, we reach my car.
"Just lean against the car for a second babe until I put these things in the trunk" I say while opening it up. I throw Brittany's jacket and prescription into it before closing it again. "Ok, I'll help you get in" I say while opening the passenger door for her before gently trying to help her get sat down.
"Couldn't you have drove one of the bigger cars?" Brittany asks as we struggle to get her into our two-seater.
"Really?" I ask annoyed. "You're asking me that?" I question.
"I've got broken ribs babe; this isn't going to be a comfortable ride squashed in like this" she tells me as she finally gets in.
"Brittany, I get a call from the hospital to say my wife has been admitted due a car crash. Do you really think I stood around and picked a particular set of car keys up?" I ask. "I picked up the closest ones and ran out of the house to come and make sure my wife was not dead."
"Ok, I'm sorry" Brittany apologises.
"I'm sorry that you're going to be hurting but the only good takeaway from this is that you're alive and you're going to be ok. Let's just focus on you being here on this planet with me" I say.
"Ok" she nods. I shut the door before running around to the other side of the car and getting in before driving off. I hear Brittany yelp in pain whenever I go over some speed bumps but I can't help it. I hate that she's hurting right now.
The silence that fills the air around us on the drive only makes things worse. I am just having all of these mixed emotions right now and it's not because of the pregnancy this time. I hate that my wife is in pain but I am also just so glad she is ok now but boy am I mad too about that damn motorbike. I'm not mad that she was in the collision because I know it wasn't her fault, I am mad that Brittany doesn't seem to feel the same way as me about the bike.
"So, what shall we have for dinner tonight?" Brittany asks me, breaking the silence. I just look at her questioningly before looking away again to concentrate on the road. "Am I getting the silent treatment now?" she asks.
"I never liked the idea of a motorbike in the first place Brittany. I told you as soon as you bought the stupid thing that I didn't like it" I state.
"You might think I'm whipped Santana but I'm not so don't expect me to stop riding it any time soon. As soon as I'm fully healthy again, I'll be back on it" Brittany replies seriously.
"This is not about being whipped, Brittany" I sigh. "Motorbikes are dangerous. Today's incident has proven that quite well" I add.
"So, you think if I had been in the car then that idiot wouldn't have run the red light?" she asks me and I just roll my eyes. "That idiot was going to chance getting through no matter what was coming towards him."
"Fine, ok but you still took more of an impact in the crash due to the motorbike than you would have in the car. You would have been more protected by the car than you were on the bike" I point out.
"I'm not doing this with you anymore today. I am in too much pain right now so I don't want to be arguing as well" Brittany sighs.
"We're home now so we won't need to argue anymore" I shrug while pulling into the drive. I park up the car and then run around to the passenger side to help Brittany. I know we're fighting but it doesn't mean I don't care so I want to help her.
"Thanks" Brittany says as I get her out of the car.
"I'll help you inside and then I'll get the stuff out of the trunk" I say. "Put your arm around me for support" I tell her as we make our way over to the door.
"Ok" she nods.
"Uh…I don't think so" I say while lifting her hand off my ass.
"My arm just slipped off your waist" she shrugs at me while smirking.
"It never even reached my waist. I know you think trying to be cute and funny will win me over but it won't. As long as the bike stays, the longer the fighting goes on" I state seriously.
As soon as I got Brittany inside and settled and comfortable on the couch, I made us something to eat. We were supposed to be having takeout for dinner but neither of us were in the mood anymore. I ended up just heating up some soup. Brittany barely touched it because she didn't feel hungry, apparently it's a side effect of the pills, and I didn't really eat mine either because I don't like soup that much and I was just too worried about Brittany to be able to eat.
"I think I want to just go to bed. I know it's still early but it's been a long day" Brittany says as she tries to get off the couch.
"Let me help you please" I say seriously as I rush over to her. She just doesn't seem to be listening to me when I tell her I will help her whenever she needs something.
"It's fine, I can manage" she replies in pain.
"I don't think you can honey" I shake my head while taking her arm and helping her up.
"How are you feeling now?" she asks me as I help her up the stairs.
"What?" I ask confused. I'm not the one that got thrown off a motorbike.
"Earlier today you weren't feeling too good. I am asking you how you and the baby are feeling now" she replies. That was actually the whole reason Brittany was out alone this afternoon because I wasn't feeling great so I didn't go with her.
"We're fine" I shrug. It's sweet that she cares but how I feel is the least of my worries right now. I am at home alone with my wife who has just been in a road collision. I just hope things don't take a turn for the worse because I wouldn't know what to do from a medical point of view.
"That's good" Brittany smiles. "Are you coming to bed too?" she asks as we enter the bedroom.
"I told you earlier, I'll be wherever you are" I state. "Now come on, let's get you changed" I say as I gently sit Brittany on the bed while grabbing us some pyjamas.
"Are you going to help me change?" she asks with a smirk.
"Well you won't be able to do it yourself" I say seriously.
"Don't enjoy it too much then" Brittany says while winking at me.
"Trust me, none of this is enjoyable" I say. I'm in no mood for playing right now. None of this funny to me at all.
Once I get Brittany changed and help her in the bathroom to brush her teeth, I get myself changed before starting my nightly bathroom routine. I then get Brittany into bed before I gently lie down next to her and pull the covers over us. I'm in two minds about sleeping next to my wife. One part of me really wants to so I can watch her the whole night and another part of me worries I might be too restless for her and end up hurting her more.
"Night baby" Brittany says before kissing her hand and then gently placing it on my stomach. "Night Santana" she says before moving her hand and closing her eyes.
"Night Britt" I say while carefully leaning over and kissing her head. I then grab my book from the side and begin reading it while shifting slightly to make sure I have a good view of Brittany.
"Quit staring at me" Brittany states as she turns her head to the other side and closes her eyes again. I don't know how she knew I was staring since her eyes were closed but she did anyway.
"You have a concussion so I'm going to be watching you the whole night to make sure you're still with me because like I say, I won't do this parenting thing on my own so I need you here" I reply.
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*Sunday 10th April 2022*
I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night because I spent most of the night watching my wife to make sure she was ok. It did get a bit exhausting though so I eventually fell asleep for a few hours. I woke up before her though but I heard her snoring lightly so I was confident enough she was ok so I headed downstairs. I made myself a cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table to drink it. I know I'm only allowed one coffee a day but I just had to take it now because I need to be awake. I know Brittany is ok but I still want to be here for her to help her so I can't be getting tired today. I'm just making some breakfast when I hear footsteps coming downstairs and after a minute or so the footsteps get closer and closer.
"Morning" Brittany says as she walks into the kitchen and gingerly sits down at the table.
"Yes, it is morning" I reply coldly.
"We're not still fighting are…ouch" she says wincing in pain as she hits her ribs off the edge of the table as she leans forward to pour some orange juice.
"Are you ok?" I ask concerned as I rush over to her.
"That hurt like a bitch" she says in pain.
"Let me pour you some juice" I say while picking up a glass and the orange juice. "Do you need any pain medication right now or have you taken some?" I ask.
"I need to take it, hence the reason I was reaching for a drink so badly" she replies.
"Ok well sit right there and let me handle it" I say while handing her the glass and going over to the side to get her pills out of their bottle.
"Thank you" she replies. "Hey, how's the baby this morning?" she asks as she looks over to me.
"Ok I think but I was talking to it last night and it agrees with me, no more motorbike" I shrug.
"Change the record Santana, seriously" Brittany sighs. "I am not going through another day of discussing this with you. I'm still in a lot of pain at the moment so can't you just take that as a sign that I'm not going to be near the motorbike any time soon so can't you wait until next week to argue with me about it?" she asks.
"I don't know" I say. I suppose I should be able to breathe a sigh of relief for a week because Brittany can barely get in and out of the car at the moment, never mind ride a motorbike so I guess for sure I can know she won't be on that thing for another week.
"What are your plans for today?" she asks me as I place some French toast down in front of her.
"Whatever you're doing I'm doing" I reply. "What are you doing today?" I ask.
"Not much at all because there's not much I can do" Brittany shrugs. "I was supposed to build the crib yesterday but I doubt I'll get it done any time soon" she adds.
"Don't worry about it babe we'll get it done at some point" I assure her. There really isn't any rush right now to get the crib built. The main priority is to make sure Brittany gets better.
"My mom texted me this morning and she wants to come over so I assume my family will be here to visit soon" she replies. "Thanks for keeping her away last night because I know she wanted to come over then."
"I feel bad about it because she's your mom but I could see you just wanted to go to bed so I asked her not to visit" I say. I hope Brittany's mom doesn't hate me for it because I know if my child was injured, I'd want to see them as soon as possible.
"My mom will be fine plus it was my decision so don't feel bad" she tells me.
After having breakfast together, I helped Brittany to the couch to rest for a while until I took a shower. I then got myself organised and dressed before heading back downstairs. Brittany wanted to take a shower at that point and I wasn't letting her do it alone so I helped her. It wasn't as fun to help my wife shower as one would hope…actually it was pretty torture. I definitely don't mean there was anything repulsing about it, I mean it was torture because my wife was in so much pain. Every time she moved her ribs hurt and the hot water and soap really made her wounds sting. I just got her settled on the couch again when her parent's and sisters turned up so we're just catching up with them now.
"So, are you going to take legal action against the man?" Brittany's sister Grace asks.
"I haven't thought about it properly yet. I mean I don't like what happened and I want some sort of compensation but I haven't even had the energy to call my lawyer to see what could happen" Brittany replies.
"Personally, I want the idiot to go to prison because he could have killed my wife but can you really go to prison for running a red light?" I say.
"The main thing right now is that you're ok Brittany. I was so worried about you" Brittany's mom says while hugging her tightly.
"Not too tight mom" Brittany says in pain.
"Sorry sweetheart" Alison apologises.
"You look quite tired Brittany; did you not sleep well last night?" her dad asks.
"I was awake on and off the whole night so I didn't really get a solid period of sleep" Brittany replies.
"We'll leave soon then" her sister Haley replies.
After catching up with Brittany's family for a while, they eventually left. I don't mean to be rude but I was grateful when they finally left because I could see Brittany just wasn't in the mood for socialising. However, her parents had no sooner left when our friends turned up at the door. Don't get me wrong, I am really grateful to everyone for caring and I know Brittany is too but she's just in so much pain that she just wants to rest or go to sleep.
"We promise not to stay long, we just wanted to see if you were ok" Mercedes tells us.
"Yeah, I'm doing ok" Brittany smiles. "I'm not in great shape obviously but I'm alive and that's the main thing. It could have been a lot worse than it was" she adds.
"We brought you both some food because we figured you wouldn't want to be cooking. I mean with you in pain Brittany and you Santana for not feeling so great with the pregnancy at the moment" Quinn says.
"Thank you, we appreciate that" I smile.
"I know we were all going to meet up mid-week and have a dress fitting for my wedding but don't even think about that right now. Brittany, just concentrate on getting better and we can all meet up the next week or something" Mercedes says.
"No, I don't want to cause you any bother because it's your wedding we're talking about" Brittany shakes her head.
"Don't be silly, your health is more important than my wedding right now" Mercedes smiles.
"There will be plenty of days to meet up" Tina says optimistically.
After talking to our friends, we finally get rid of them. Like I say I really don't mean to sound rude because I know they mean well but it's just been a long day today. I'm not even the injured one and I feel like it's been a long day so I don't know how Brittany feels. I heat up the food that our friends brought for dinner and we sit in front of the TV to eat. By the time I've cleared up our dishes and joined Brittany back in the living room, she's fallen asleep on the couch. I hated having to wake her up but I did because she wouldn't be comfortable like that. I helped her upstairs to bed and I just lay with her.
Brittany's POV
*Wednesday 13th April 2022*
After taking a few days off work to recover from the car crash, I'm now healthy enough to be back. I'm not 100% or pain free but I'm well enough to get back to work and take the stress off my pregnant wife. Santana would never say she's under stress at the moment working for the two of us but I know she is so the sooner I was back at work the better. I'm just taking things easy today so I'm mostly staying at my desk working on some computer stuff. A couple of days ago I would have been too sore to do this so I'm feeling a bit better mentally as well because I know I'm getting better.
The only downside at the moment is Santana is still a bit pissed at me. I know where she's coming from but honestly, that collision had nothing to do with me or a motorbike. It happened because someone thought running a red light was appropriate. Neither of us are giving in to each other so we're both being stubborn. Santana thinks she's right about the bike and I just don't like the fact she thinks she can tell me what I can't and can't do.
"Are you doing ok babe?" Santana asks as she walks into the office.
"I'm ok but it is getting a bit lonely sitting in the office on my own all day. Is there any chance you'll be sitting down at your computer any time soon?" I ask hopefully.
"Eventually I'll need to get caught up on some computer work" she shrugs. "While I'm on my feet just now, can I get you a drink or something to eat?" she asks.
"No thank you, I'm still full from lunch" I smile. I think today was one of the very rare occasions where Santana has gone and got us lunch. Usually I'm the one to go out and buy something or make us something but today Santana did. Unfortunately, she didn't eat with me though, she was eating on the go since she was busy.
"Ok" Santana nods. "I've got a couple of people to talk to and then I'll probably be back to sit down and do some work on the computer so I'll see you soon" she adds.
"Not soon enough" I mumble as she leaves the room.
I'm working on my own in the office for about another 15 minutes before Santana comes back. She places a bottle of water down in front of me before going over to her desk and sitting down. She takes her sweater off and kicks off her shoes under the desk. I'm assuming she's going to be in here for a while now since she's getting comfortable. It's actually a really cute sight but I can't tell her that right now because she's still mad at me. She fires up her computer and takes a drink of her water as she waits on her system loading.
"Are we acting like wives again or are we still fighting?" I ask Santana as I look over at her.
"I didn't start the fight, you did" she replies, not looking at me. I can assure you it wasn't my intention to get into the collision so I didn't actually start the fight but never mind.
"That doesn't answer my question Santana" I tell her.
"I don't know the answer then" she sighs as she looks back at me.
"I think we should be wives again because a wife could tell you that you have spinach in your teeth from lunch whereas someone you're fighting with wouldn't tell you" I state.
"Are you serious?" Santana asks annoyed while covering her face to hide her teeth. I nod my head in response. "I had lunch two hours ago and I've spoken to at least a dozen people since then so have I been like this the whole time?" she asks embarrassed.
"I would imagine you have been like that the whole time" I say amused.
"It's not funny" she whines.
"It is a little funny because if you hadn't of been mad at me then I'd have seen you more and talked to you more so I would have picked up on the spinach before you had a chance to talk to everyone else. You would have saved yourself the embarrassment" I shrug.
"I'll be back in a minute" Santana says before leaving and heading to the bathroom. She comes back 5 minutes later.
"Can you come over to the couch with me and talk?" I ask.
"Fine" Santana nods. We both go over to the couch and sit down next to each other.
"Can we please stop this silly fighting?" I ask.
"I just don't want you to go out on that bike and for the next call to be that you didn't make it this time" Santana sighs.
"You're not understanding me Santana" I sigh too. "I wasn't in the accident because I drove a motorbike, I was in it because of someone else's stupidity. The collision happened because it happened not because I drove a damn motorbike."
"You don't understand my point either Brittany" Santana states.
"I do understand Santana but I just don't like you telling me what I can and can't do" I say. "Perhaps if we came to a compromise then can I continue using my motorbike?" I ask.
"What kind of compromise?" she asks interested.
"If I agree to only ever ride it when it's light outside and on quieter streets then can I please keep it?" I ask.
"I suppose that would be ok but please be really careful" she tells me.
"I promise I will be" I smile. "Also, if you think about, we're having a baby soon so once they're here then the chances of me ever going somewhere alone will be a lot slimmer so I'll not be on my bike as much" I say. I'll have a baby to look after once it's born so it won't be on the bike with me so I will very rarely go out on my own really.
"That is a good point" Santana nods. "FYI, I will never be on that bike again though" she adds.
"That's ok" I smile. "So, are we good now?" I ask.
"Yeah, we're good" Santana smiles back.
"I am so glad we're not fighting anymore" I say while pulling Santana onto my lap.
"Honey, aren't you still in some pain?" she asks me concerned.
"A little bit but I'd rather that and have you close than for us to go back to fighting again" I state.
"Ok" she nods. "I love you so much, you do know that right?"
"Of course I do. The last few days have proven that to me" I smile. Santana has been amazing recently and she has taken such good care of me.
"I am going to cook for you tonight" Santana tells me.
"Cook as in order takeout and put it on plates and pass it off as your own work?" I question with a smirk.
"Maybe" Santana laughs. "Come here" she says while pulling my head closer so she can kiss me.
"I'm really doing ok now and this couch is quite comfortable" I say with a smirk as we pull away from the kiss.
"We're not having sex here baby" Santana smiles at me. "We'll have a romantic night at home where there is a proper bed. You're still a little sore and I'm getting a little sore in places with the pregnancy so to prevent anything worse happening, let's wait until we get home" she adds.
"Ok, fair point" I nod. "I just miss you, that's all" I add.
"We'll leave work early tonight, I promise" she smiles.
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*Friday 22nd April 2022*
Everything is back to normal at work for me. I'm not in any pain anymore and all my wounds have healed well. I'm now getting back to putting my focus on the baby coming so once I go home tonight, I'm going to build the crib. I haven't been fully well enough to do it yet so I'm excited to finally get to do it and get the nursery sorted. However, I can't get too excited right now because I have a good few hours at work ahead of me so I need to focus on that first. I'm just working on some important stuff with Jack right now.
"Brittany, stop what you're doing right now" Santana states as she marches into the office and towards me.
"I'm working right now" I say seriously.
"You can go away Jack" Santana says unamused as she roughly grabs my wrist.
"We're working Santana so Jack is…"
"Leave Jack. Now!" Santana says harshly so Jack quickly gets up and walks briskly out of the office.
"Santana that was really rude and will you get off me" I say annoyed while trying to get her to release my wrist from her hand.
"Do you feel that" she asks me as she places my hand on her stomach.
"Feel what?" I sigh. I'm really pissed right now because I was in the middle of an important meeting and my wife was really rude to our employee.
"It's stopped" Santana says while shaking her head in annoyance. "Most probably because you were giving me attitude" she adds.
"I was giving you attitude?" I ask in disbelief. "You are the one who marched on in here in the middle of my important meeting. You then roughly grabbed my wrist which was quite sore and then you were rude to an employee. Trust me honey, I'm not the one with the bad attitude" I point out as I gently caress Santana's stomach. She won't let my hand go so why not connect with my baby since my hand is already there.
"Oh, there it is" Santana smiles.
"What's there?" I ask confused.
"Can't you feel that?" she asks excitedly.
"Oh my god, what was that?" I ask as a strange sensation comes over my hand.
"The baby is kicking. It was doing it earlier so I came straight here to let you feel it but then it stopped. It must have started again when you began to caress my stomach" she tells me.
"This is so cool" I say as I gently move my hands around Santana's stomach.
"Yeah it really is" Santana agrees.
"I really appreciate you coming right to me but you were a little rude babe" I say softly. Of course I'm grateful she wanted me to feel it right away but I was doing something really important so it would've been easier if she just told me what was going on and I wouldn't have been so offended. If I knew I would have asked Jack to leave politely and not let Santana throw him out.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to miss it" she replies.
"I see that now and thank you for thinking of me" I smile before leaning forward and kissing her stomach. "I need to get back to work now baby but I'll talk to you soon" I say before pulling away.
"I should get back to work now as well" Santana agrees. "I won't be late finishing tonight though, will you?" she asks.
"No, it's been a long day already so I want to be out of here by 4pm" I reply. "Plus, I was planning on working on some things for the baby tonight" I add.
"Ok good, we can get home early again then" Santana smiles and then we both get back to work.
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*Saturday 30th April 2022*
It's been a rough couple of weeks for Santana and I so we're glad tonight is going to cheer us up. My mom organised a family meal for the whole family so we're all going out to dinner tonight. My two sisters, their husbands and kids are coming as well as Santana's parents, her siblings and her sibling's partners. I'm looking forward to catching up with my family and finally getting to do something fun again without being in pain. I'm just getting dressed just now to go out and Santana was doing her makeup at the mirror.
"Can you sort the zip on this dress for me please?" I ask my wife. I'm struggling to zip it up at the back on my own.
"Sure" Santana smiles as she walks closer to me.
"Up, Santana" I state as I feel the cool air suddenly hit my back as she pulls the zip down.
"Right, sorry" she replies while pulling the zip up and not down.
"I was hardly going to go outside with the zip down" I smirk.
"I wanted to see my wife without the dress so sue me" she teases.
"You're making me not want to go out now" I sigh while pulling my wife closer. "I just want to spend the whole night with you on our own" I add.
"Me too which is actually why I want the dress off you and not on you" Santana states.
"Would it be rude to cancel on our families?" I ask curiously.
"I think it would be because your mom went to a lot of trouble organising a night where all of us were free" she points out.
"I suppose" I nod. "Shall we get going then?" I ask.
"Yes, let's go" Santana says so we get our purses and head downstairs. "You my honey are driving" she says as she hands me her car keys for her new car.
"Ok" I smile. I love driving Santana's new car.
"If you want to have some wine tonight then you can. I'm giving you another pass and I'll drive home" she replies.
"Sounds good to me" I say and then we head outside. We get into the car and I drive us off to the restaurant.
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Dinner was fun tonight. We had some great food and got to catch up with everyone. It was really nice getting all of us together in the one place to hang out. We obviously couldn't get enough of each other because before I realised, Santana had invited everyone back to our place for another drink. I really didn't mind though because getting to hang out with my niece and nephew has got me excited about the future and when my baby comes along and we get to have family nights like this.
"Can we play in the pool auntie Brittany?" Ben asks me.
"Not tonight, it's a little bit late for that but maybe if your mom let's you come over another day then we can play in the pool" I smile.
"When I come over next time will I have another cousin?" Ben asks curiously.
"It's going to be another good few months before that" I tell him.
"Oh, ok" he says sadly.
"You'll get to play with the baby all the time once it comes though. We'll have you and Zoe over all the time to play" I assure him.
"Ok" Ben says excitedly. "Can I have a cookie?" he asks.
"Benjamin you better not be asking auntie Brittany for food. You've just eaten a very big meal at the restaurant" my sister Haley states.
"Uh-oh, need to go" Ben says before running out of the room before he can get into trouble with his mom.
"He's so cute" I say fondly.
"He's not cute all the time and you will find that out when you have your baby. They all seem cute to other people but they're not cute to their parents" my sister laughs.
"My baby will be the cutest in every way. I mean Santana and I are cute so the baby will be blessed in their looks and they'll be cute in their personality too because I'm cute and funny" I shrug.
"Let's hope they're not as arrogant as you though" Haley teases me.
"Honey, what is taking you so long with the drinks?" Santana asks me confused as she walks into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry, I got talking to my nephew and then my sister" I shrug. "Everyone's drinks are coming right up" I say while sorting out the drinks.
"I'm going to find that son of mine and I'll see you both in the living room" Haley says before leaving.
"Ben is literally so cute. It's getting me excited about our baby coming" I say.
"I am so excited too" Santana says as she wraps her arms around me.
"We should make the most of our time without children though because once the baby comes, we'll need to schedule our romantic moments and be a little less spontaneous" I point out as I wrap my arms around Santana's waist.
"I know. Anyway, we should get back to our guests" Santana replies and I nod.
Santana's POV
*Tuesday 3rd May 2022*
Brittany has been out of the office all day doing work stuff so I'm working alone in the office. It's been too much of a luxury sharing an office because when one of us isn't there, the other ends up feeling lonely. When we had our own offices, we didn't really think much of it but now we share, we're kinda spoiled. I'm only working for another half an hour on my own when I hear Brittany along the corridor. She's kinda like me in that sense that you sometimes hear her before you see her.
"Hey baby" Brittany smiles at me as she walks towards my desk.
"Hi" I say while standing up so we can greet each other. Brittany then leans in and kisses me. "Oh my god that's disgusting Brittany" I say repulsed as I quickly pull away.
"What is?" she frowns at me.
"You stink and taste like booze right now" I say in disgust.
"My meeting was a liquid lunch with some business people" she shrugs.
"And what you drank the whole bar dry?" I question. The alcohol is really quite powerful with the way it's lingering on her breath.
"No of course not" she laughs. "I just didn't want to be rude and not have a couple of drinks when they were drinking but I promise I didn't have much. It's obviously just a strong-smelling liquor" she adds.
"Ok" I nod.
"Do you have a toothbrush and some toothpaste in here?" my wife asks as she starts looking around the office.
"Weirdly I do actually" I laugh. I don't always keep that kind of thing at work but I was going to the dentist right after work one day and wouldn't get home first so I did a last-minute brushing at work. It's not like I don't normally brush my teeth daily, I just wanted to brush them again so I was fresh for the dentist.
"Can I borrow them please?" Brittany asks.
"I've used the brush before" I point out.
"That doesn't bother me because I've had worse things in my mouth before. I mean just think of what we already share so a toothbrush is nothing" she shrugs.
"Ok" I laugh while going into my desk drawers and pulling out the toothbrush and toothpaste.
"I'll be back" Brittany says while taking the items from me and heading to the bathroom. She returns 10 minutes later and throws herself to the couch.
"Did someone not eat before filling up on booze so now they're feeling rough?" I ask with a smirk.
"Maybe" Brittany groans childishly while leaning her head back and closing her eyes.
"I've been feeling quite sexy today but I'm guessing you won't be able to help with that since you feel so horrible" I tease as I lean over the couch.
"Your breasts are almost in my face" she points out as she smirks at me.
"Maybe I already know that" I smirk back.
"If you can handle being on top then I'm up for it" she states as she reaches up and pulls my head down so we can kiss upside down.
"If I can handle being on top? What kind of questions is that Ms Pierce?" I ask amused. "Are you forgetting I've been dominating you since we got together?"
"At work maybe but we all know you like it the other way around when we're in bed" Brittany replies. "Anyway, lock the door and get on here" she says while patting the couch.
"Don't you worry, I'll do just that" I say while running over to lock the door before making my way over to Brittany, doing a sexy dance as I go.
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*Tuesday 10th May 2022*
Brittany and I have the next scan for the baby today and we couldn't be more excited. We get to see our baby a bit more this time on the ultrasound since it's developed a lot more so that's exciting. We also get to find out the gender of the baby which we can't wait for. A part of us were thinking maybe we'd like a surprise on the day but a bigger part of us was more thinking practically and thought it would be good to know beforehand so we can get prepared.
"Hey babe, are you ready?" Brittany asks as she walks into the bedroom.
"I am indeed" I smile. We're not going into work today because after our appointment, Brittany is treating me and the baby to lunch and then we're going to do some shopping so that's why we're at home right now.
"Can I drive please?" Brittany asks as she takes my hand and leads us downstairs.
"Sure, but your car needs gas baby and I don't know if we have time to get some before we need to be at the hospital" I point out.
"I kinda meant, can I drive your car?" she asks with a smile.
"I think you mean, 'may you drive my car' because you physically can drive mine but it's whether I want to let you or not" I tease.
"Ok, whatever" Brittany laughs. "May I drive your new car or not?" she asks as we leave the house.
"Yes, you can" I nod.
"If we see the perfect stroller today when we're shopping can we buy it or do you want to come home and compare prices online first?" she asks me as we get into the car and drive off.
"No, I think we could just bring it home" I smile.
"Awesome" Brittany says excitedly.
Once we get to the hospital, Brittany parks up and then we head inside. We do the usual thing of reporting to the reception desk before taking a seat in the waiting area waiting on our turn. We're actually kept waiting a bit longer than we like so that just makes us even more nervous than we already are. I mean I am excited about today and the scan but I do get nervous at appointments like this in case something isn't going to plan.
"Santana, we're ready for you" the doctor smiles as she looks over at me.
"Ok" I nod.
"Let's see this baby" Brittany smiles while pulling me up off the chair. We then follow the doctor to the room and I get sat down on the table as usual.
"How have you been Santana?" the doctor asks.
"Not bad actually" I reply causing my wife to burst into laughter. "What?" I ask with a playful glare.
"She's had a lot of cravings and her mood has been fluctuating a lot" Brittany tells the doctor. "She's also been feeling a bit horrible at times, like a bit sore and a little sick" she adds.
"The cravings and the mood swings are not uncommon in pregnancy but I am a little worried about the feeling sick part" the doctor replies.
"I think I just ate some bad food because the sickness only happened the once" I point out.
"Ok and the soreness, where was that?" the doctor asks.
"In my back" I reply. "I read up on that and it said that is also common in pregnancy" I add.
"It is because with the way the baby lies then sometimes it can put pressure on your back. Let's get the ultrasound started anyway" the doctor replies.
"Sounds good" Brittany smiles and takes a hold of my hand.
"Honey, I need to lift my shirt" I laugh.
"Sorry" Brittany laughs so we let go of each other's hand and then I lift up my shirt before Brittany holds onto my hand again.
"It's going to be a little cold but you know that already" the doctor smiles as she puts some gel onto my stomach. She moves the wand around for a second to get the right spot. "There we go, a perfect heartbeat and a cute little baby" she says pointing to the screen.
"Look at that babe, it looks like you this time" I tease Brittany.
"The baby is developing nicely from what I can see so no abnormalities or concerns at this stage" the doctor tells us.
"I'm excited and everything to be a parent but please tell me it is just the one baby in there" I say. I seem to be getting bigger and bigger as the days go by so I was a bit worried. Also, I don't think I could handle two babies at the one time so hopefully it's just one.
"It is just the one baby" the doctor assures me.
"I seem quite big at the moment, is that normal then for just the one baby?" I ask concerned.
"You're naturally very slim Santana so you maybe show quicker. I definitely wouldn't be concerned though because the bigger you are then the healthier the weight of the baby in most cases" the doctor replies.
"I did say that actually because it means the baby is developing well and won't be a low birth weight" Brittany states.
"Speaking of the baby's development, I do have a clear picture of it here so would you like to find out the gender today?" the doctor asks.
"Yes please" I say eagerly.
"Ok, ladies, it looks like you're having a boy" the doctor smiles at us.
"I would have been happy either way but I love that we're having a little boy" I smile at Brittany.
"I wanted a healthy baby and I got that so having a boy is a bonus" Brittany smiles back while kissing me. I know we would have both been just as happy with a girl but it's exciting to actually know one way or another now.
Let me know what you think. I went with a boy because that was the majority vote a couple of chapters ago.
