Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own glee or this story


4am

"San, baby your pager is going off." Brittany mumbled in the mess of dark hair she was laying on, tapping her fingers on Santana's stomach, where her hand was resting. Santana didn't reply and stayed in her deep sleep, wiggling back deeper unconsciously into her wife. "Santana." Brittany said a little louder, sitting up slightly and sweeping Santana's hair to the top of the pillow, so she could kiss the back of her neck to wake her up. "Wake up, baby."

"Brit..." She sighed as she stirred and started to wake up. "Later baby, I promise." She mumbled, grabbing Brittany's hand and kissing it before tucking it under her chin and exhaling softly.

Brittany laughed softly. "Your pager keeps going off."

"Oh." Santana stirred and blindly reached over to the bedside table picking up her pager, she forced her eyes open and groaned when she saw the emergency page. "Fuck." She sighed while reaching for the phone and quickly calling the hospital. Brittany stays cuddled behind her attempting to fall back asleep, her head resting on Santana's shoulder, and her arm back around her waist.

This is Dr. Lopez-Pierce, I got a page.

What are her vitals?

Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can, I'm leaving my house in ten minutes, get her prepped for surgery now. Have Dr. Stevenson ready to scrub in with me.

Santana hung the phone up and turned over to face Brittany, noticing her eyes were open. "I gotta go to work."

"I heard." Brittany nodded. "Are you okay to do a surgery? We had a few drinks, and you are still exhausted, your eyes are barely open now." She tucked her hair behind her hair and ran her knuckles down her wife's jaw line.

After feeding the girls last night Rachel showed up to babysit Taylor and Skylar for Brittany and Santana while they had dinner with some clients for Brittany. Santana, even as tired as she was, played the role of the engaging and social wife entertaining the client's wife, while Brittany closed the account. Brittany could tell how exhausted she was, noticing every time she subtly bit her lip to keep from yawning, how she only had one glass of wine so she didn't get any more tired, how she slammed glass after glass of ice water to stay as alert as possible, and how she kept her hand on Brittany's lap. After dinner, Brittany declined going dancing with the client and his wife, even though Santana told them she didn't mind going and it seemed fun, but she knew her wife, and knew she wanted to head home. They however, did take advantage of their night out, and stopped at a lounge, where they cuddled in one of the booths while listening to some live music and having a few more drinks, and talking. After hearing the band perform a set, they headed home, where Santana drifted to sleep in the car around 11pm. After checking on their daughters, Skylar sitting awake in her crib, fussy for some reason, they were both finally in bed and asleep by midnight.

"I'll be fine." Santana nodded as her eyes fluttered close and she nestled her head under Brittany's chin as she sighed, hugging her tightly.

"Santana, I'm not saying not to go, I know you have to go do the surgery, but it's 4 in the morning..." Brittany shook her head and rubbed her back. "You've only gotten three hours of sleep roughly since we got home, and I know you didn't get a lot of sleep with Sky earlier today."

Santana opened her eyes and smiled at her before pressing their lips together. "It's what I signed up for, baby, when I became a surgeon and a mother." She winked. "I'll be okay. I'll just grab some coffee."

"I'll make you some while you get dressed." Brittany yawned as Santana pecked her lips again and rolled out of bed, making her way to use the bathroom. Brittany pulled out some scrubs for Santana and set them on the bed before she went downstairs, baby monitor in hand, and began to make coffee and toast for Santana.

After getting dressed Santana went to Taylor's room and kissed her on the forehead, "see ya later sweetheart." She whispered to her, pulling her blue, pink, and purple blanket higher and running her fingers through her hair that was splattered all over her pillow, as Taylor laid fast asleep on her stomach. She moved her teddy bear away from her nose and mouth, where it always seemed to end up and quietly left the room. She then went to the nursery and saw Skylar, wide awake sitting in her crib and frowned. "What's wrong Sky?" She asked her while picking her up when she saw the tears coming down her eyes as she cried softly. Skylar immediately clutched to her mother and rested her head on Santana's chest, letting out a small whimper. Santana checked her for a diaper change and kissed her on the forehead, bouncing, and rubbing her back to settle her back down, since she began to sniffle and cry louder into Santana's chest.

"What's wrong, Sky Sky?" She asked again, walking downstairs to the kitchen just as Brittany put the top on her thermos for her and the toast popped out of the toaster.

"I heard you through the monitor, why is she awake?" Brittany asked, spreading peanut butter on Santana's toast for her.

"I don't know." Santana shrugged. "She's still fussy like last night." She noted, feeling her head, neck, and chest for a fever.

"You need to get going." Brittany told her as she stuck the two slices of bread together and slipped them in a baggie. "Come here Sky."

Skylar shook her head quickly, more tears falling as she clutched to Santana. "Mami." She sniffled and grabbed Santana's scrub top.

"She's not warm." Santana frowned. "No fever." She added while checking her neck and kissing her forehead again, Skylar then hid her face in Santana's chest.

Brittany stared at her daughter and moved forward to rub her back. "Come to momma, sweetheart." She coaxed as Santana handed her over and pried her daughters fingers off of her shirt, Skylar instantly screaming and reaching for Santana.

"Sky..." Santana said softly. "I'll be back, baby girl." She told her, lifting her little hands and kissing her fingers, that they were extended towards her.

"Go on, so you aren't late." Brittany told her, bouncing and running Skylar's back, trying to calm her down. "I got her, San."

Santana stared at her daughter, trying to figure out what was wrong and nodded. "Bye Sky Sky." She told her, kissing her on the cheek and wiping a few tears away. "Bye Brit, thanks for the coffee and toast, I'll be back home right after the surgery, I'm not staying to do anything else." She added leaning up to kiss her.

"Okay, good luck." Brittany told her as Skylar's screams got louder when Santana left the kitchen.

"Mami!" Skylar continued to sob and reach for her mother.

Brittany waited in the kitchen with her until she heard the door close, indicating Santana left the house. "Shhh shhh." She told her as she walked back upstairs where Taylor was walking out of her room, rubbing her eyes, her pajamas twisted around her body, evidence that she literally rolled out of bed.

"Why's Skylar crying?" She asked in a soft voice, rubbing her little sister's foot over her bright purple footed pajamas.

"She probably doesn't feel well." Brittany replied. "Go get back in bed, honey." She added as she walked in the master bedroom and grabbed a pacifier from the container on their dresser. She sat on the edge of the bed, and watched as Taylor climbed in after her and glanced at Skylar, rubbing her leg to try and calm down her sister.

"Where's mami?" Taylor asked sleepily, looking around the room quickly.

"She got called into work for a surgery." Brittany told her, rocking Skylar, who was starting to calm down finally, as she clutched to Brittany's pajama top.

"Can I sleep in here?" Taylor asked.

Brittany nodded. "Sure, baby." She replied, keeping her eyes focused on Skylar. "Calm down Sky." She whispered, as she rubbed her chest and peppered kisses to her forehead.

Taylor snuggled under the comforter and relaxed on Santana's pillow, Brittany pulled the cover over her and ran her fingers through her hair, before focusing on Skylar again, who was slowly falling back asleep in her mother's arms. Brittany stared at her watching big brown eyes start to soften and flutter close. "Just like your mami you cry when you're sleepy." Brittany teased her softly as she continued to rub her back slowly.

Once Skylar was sound asleep, Brittany swung her legs on the bed and under the covers again, she slid down a little so she was in a more relaxed state and continued to rock Skylar. She saw Taylor was fast asleep again and patted her back, she grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, making sure the volume was low, and began to watch the news.


9am

Santana stepped out of the shower and quickly got dressed in a thick red sweater with a high collar with black leather sleeves, and a pair of black leather leggings. She applied her makeup and slipped on her black Nike wedge sneakers. Her hair was flowing down her back in curls, since due to her schedule she hadn't had time to actually straighten her hair in weeks. She grabbed her purse and made her way downstairs where Brittany was waiting with Taylor, and Skylar to head out for some more errands.

Skylar was sitting on the couch, her pacifier in her mouth, while leaning into Taylor, who had her arm wrapped around her reading a book to her, while Brittany typed quickly on her laptop off to the side.

"Sky, look at this picture." Taylor smiled before she continued reading.

"Sound out the word, Tay." Brittany stated softly, glancing up at her daughters when she heard Taylor mispronounce a word. "Try it again." Taylor nodded and sounded out the three syllable word a few times slowly, before stating it correctly, glancing at Brittany for confirmation that she said it correctly. "Good job, repeat the paragraph again." She told her as Santana walked in the living room and went over to Brittany, handing her cell phone to her.

"You left it on the charger."

"Thanks." Brittany told her. "Are you sure you want to run errands, I can just take the girls so you can get some rest."

"It's okay." Santana told her. "I'm up now, let's get the shopping done, and whatever else we need to do, then I'll probably sleep the afternoon away."

Brittany stood up. "Sounds good."

"Good job on the word Tay." Santana smiled as she lifted Skylar and kissed her on the cheek, she sat on the couch and began to put Skylar's jacket on, noticing how quiet the baby Latina was again. "Taylor, get your jacket please."

"She's been quiet and fussy all morning." Brittany told her as she closed her laptop and stood up.

"Do you want your vest or coat?" She asked, walking to the coat closet.

"My black vest please." Santana replied. "I wonder if she's coming down with a cold." Brittany slipped her jacket on and shrugged.

"Maybe." She reached down and grabbed Skylar from Santana's lap so she could stand up and put her vest on. Brittany eyed Santana carefully, noting how tired she looked, even with her makeup, and watched her stifle a few yawns. "Go back to bed, Santana."

"I'm fine, Brit." She shook her head. "We are just grocery shopping then stopping by Target for some household things, then a few other errands and we are set."

"Should I make you some more coffee?" Brittany asked.

"No, let's stop at Starbuck." Santana told her as Taylor hopped down the stairs. "Did the girls have breakfast?" "Yeah." Brittany nodded.

"Cereal?"

"Yes."

"Ok, well Taylor can have some lemon cake then." Santana smiled. "Tay, can get the diaper bag from our bedroom, I forgot it, honey."


Taylor held onto the back of the cart as the family made its way through Target, Brittany pushed the cart, while Santana held a sleeping Skylar, rubbing her back and constantly checking her forehead for a fever. They'd already stopped to pick up the dry cleaning, went to Office Depot to get more office supplies for Brittany's home office, purchased Taylor a new pair of boots, and stopped by the post office.

"We need diapers." Santana stated through a yawn, glancing at the list on her phone. "And more snacks for Sky."

"She likes the puff snacks." Taylor chimed.

"You think she likes those the best?" Brittany asked with a smile. "Yep, she always eats those right away." Taylor replied.

Santana went to speak but ended up turning her head and coughing harshly instead, before sneezing. "Bless you." Brittany glanced over at her and went back to picking up a few plain white onesies for Skylar.

"Do you want to get some new linen for her crib?" Brittany then asked Santana who was digging in the diaper bag, she pulled out a tissue and wiped Skylar's nose, after she sneezed as well. "You're both sick aren't you?"

"She's starting to get a fever." Santana nodded. "I'm going to grab some medicine and just open it and give it to her right away, hopefully we can catch it."

"That's stealing." Taylor shook her head. "We can't take things off of the shelf."

"I'm going to pay for it, Tay." Santana smiled.

"My teacher said you have to pay first." Taylor quipped.

Santana turned her head to sneeze herself and rolled her eyes at the teacher. "Okay, Taylor, I'll pay first."

"Good, you can't go to jail, me and momma, and Sky needs you too much." Taylor told her.

"I need you three too." Santana smiled. "Help momma find some new linen for Sky's crib and I'll be right back."

"Grab yourself some medicine too, doc." Brittany raised an eyebrow and told her.

Santana went into a series of sneezes as she walked down the aisle, she braced Skylar's back and covered her face as she continued to sneeze. "Fuck." She groaned before sniffling and grabbing a tissue out of her pocket, wiping her nose. "You got mami sick, Sky." She told her daughter, who woke up from the jerking when Santana sneezed and was staring at her. Skylar sneezed herself and rested back on Santana's chest.

Santana first went to the baby section and grabbed a handful of medicine for Skylar, before walking two aisles over and grabbing medicine for herself. Skylar began to cough so she patted her back, and kissed the top of her head. "You okay, Sky?" She asked her daughter. "Look at mami."

Skylar looked up slowly at her and Santana felt her heart drop at her little red eyes. "Mami will get you all better." Santana carried the pile of medicine she picked out to the cashier and paid quickly with her card. She then carried Skylar over to the food area and set her on a table in the booth she slid into and began to look over meds.

"Let's take this one first." She opened some liquid medicine and held it to Skylar's mouth. "Come on sweetie."

"No." Skylar shook her head sadly.

"Sky." Santana sighed before coughing, she opened the bag of cough drops she bought and popped one in her mouth before trying again with Skylar. After singing a song quietly to her and attempting to tickle her she was able to get the medication in, with minimal whining, she then picked her back up and made her way through the store to find Brittany and Taylor.

"Can we still go to the toy store?" Taylor asked Brittany, who was looking at sheets for her and Santana's bed.

"What do you want from the toy store?" Brittany asked, setting two packs of sheet sets in the cart.

"Blocks for Skylar."

"She has blocks." Brittany raised an eyebrow at her daughter.

"Well, not the ones with Spanish letters."

Brittany nodded. "Well see what mami says, she's tired and I think she's a little sick too, so if she feels up to it then we can, but if she no, or not today, then no whining."

Taylor nodded. "Okay."

"Tie your shoe." Brittany told her pointing to the white, purple, and turquoise Jordan sneakers she was wearing just as Santana walked up, coughing, with Skylar in her arms.

"We need to get her home." Santana said softly. "She's starting to burn up and keeps coughing." She added and right on cue Skylar began to cough, followed by Santana turning her head to sneeze.

"Okay, I'll take you two home, and Taylor will help me grocery shop." Brittany nodded while smiling sadly at Skylar, who was resting on Santana's chest, holding her sweater with one hand, the other balled in a fist in her mouth.

"You're sweating." Brittany told Santana, she reached in the diaper bag and grabbed a baby wipe, she pressed it on the tan skin around Santana's neck, that was a soft shade of red. "I told you to stay home..."

Santana raised her hand. "You were right, I was wrong...I'm sick." She nodded and stated quickly.

"Ok, agreed way too easily. You really are sick." Brittany replied. "I just need to grab tampons and we can go."

Santana nodded and shifted Skylar to her other arm. "Taylor, don't do that honey." She told her daughter, who was trying to jump on the back of the cart with no hands.


7pm

Brittany walked into her bedroom, after changing Skylar's diaper, with a bowl of soup and a mug of tea. She placed the tray down and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her wife's small, sick frame that was curled into a ball while she slept. Santana stirred and began to cough before going into a series of sneezes, sniffling loudly afterwards. Brittany stood up to grab a tissue, and dabbed Santana's nose with it, waking her up in the process.

"Hey." Santana coughed and cleared her throat. "Hey Britt."

"Awww, you look miserable, baby." Brittany sighed.

"Look...I feel like crap." Santana laughed softly.

"How's Sky?"

"Her fever is 100.1." Brittany stated. "I gave her more medicine and she just had a warm bath, so she's fast asleep. She's taken care of...now I need to take care of you."

"I'm the doctor." Santana teased before coughing.

"I know." Brittany laughed. "Sit up and eat a little something."

Santana exhaled as she nodded and sat up against the headboard. "Where's Tay?"

"Watching a movie." Brittany told her, setting the tray on her lap. "Tomato soup and green tea."

"Thank you, baby." Santana smiled. "How was grocery shopping?"

"Good, I got everything on the list and Taylor didn't ask for too much junk." Brittany smiled, wrapping her arm around her as she ate. Santana turned her head to cough harshly before eating another spoonful.

"That's good." Santana nodded. "Did you get Almond milk?"

"Yes." Brittany nodded and placed a cough drop in Santana's tea. "I've been thinking, maybe we should start looking for a daycare for Skylar, third shift is killing you, baby."

Santana cleared her throat and took a sip of her tea. "No."

"Santana..."

"When we had Tay, we were so career involved that we put her in daycare for like three months, I don't want that again." She ate a spoonful of her soup, enjoying Brittany rubbing her arm soothingly.

"We weren't bad mothers, I'm not saying that, but this is working for us right now, I like being more hands on with Skylar, you know?"

"Santana, you are exhausted constantly, you fell asleep at Mercedes' house last week when we went over for dinner. You fell asleep in the movie theater too." Brittany listed off.

"My body just needs to get used to the third shift with Sky being so active during the day, she likes to play in the morning, so I just need to keep tweaking our schedule, I don't want her in day care yet."

Brittany sighed. "Okay, let's not argue about this right now. The main thing is for you to get better."

"The soup is good." Santana coughed a few times and sniffled before going into a sneezing fit, just as Skylar began to cry on the monitor. "I wonder if she has an ear infection." Santana thought as Brittany got out of bed and went to check on her. Santana ate another spoonful and leaned her head back, closing her eyes. She couldn't remember the last time she was this sick or sick at all for that matter. "I don't get sick." She grumbled as she opened her eyes and began to cough harshly into her arm.

Brittany walked back in with Skylar, "she's wheezing a little San."

Santana moved the tray off of her lap and went to the bathroom, coming out with her stethoscope. She covered her mouth with her arm as she coughed and turned her head. "Open her pjs." She told Brittany, coughing again. She waited for Brittany to open her pajamas and listened to her breathing as Skylar coughed again. "It's not too bad, just from her cough." She told Brittany, locking eyes with her, letting her know she was speaking as a doctor at the time. "I'll keep an eye on it and if it gets worse we'll take her in to make sure it's not bronchitis."

"It's not bad enough now?" Brittany asked, turning Skylar in her arms and cuddling her while rocking.

"No, I don't think so." Santana sneezed.

"Bless you baby." Brittany told her, grimacing when Santana blew her nose loudly and coughed.

"Momma?"

"Don't come in here, Tay." Brittany said quickly. "I don't need you sick too, baby."

Taylor stepped back in the doorway. "Can I make popcorn for my movie?"

Brittany looked to Santana, who shrugged that she didn't care and lied back down. "Go ahead Tay, get a mini bag, don't make a big one."

"Thanks, feel better mami." She winked and blew her a kiss.

Santana smiled as best she could and caught the kiss, placing it on her cheek, while staring at Skylar.

"Get some rest." Brittany told her. "I'll take Sky back to her crib."

"Get the nebulizer we used to use for Taylor out, I'll give her a..." She went into a coughing fit, where Brittany leaned over and rubbed her back to help with. "I'll give her a treatment with it in an hour, I just want to lay down for a bit."

"I'll do the treatment." Brittany told her. "I'll be back for the tray too."

Brittany carried Skylar, who was sniffling to her crib and got out the suction they used to clear her nose, quickly doing it since Skylar began to fuss. "I know, you don't like it." She told her before sitting in the rocking chair and humming while rocking her back to sleep.

"How am I going to do all of this?" Brittany asked as her cell phone chimed with an email, an email she knew was from work, on the big campaign she was working on.


Monday, 6am

Santana was sick all weekend, and barely left the bed, only to shower with Brittany's help. Skylar was still under the weather, and quite the handful for Brittany with all of her fussing. Santana was scheduled for work last night, but ended up calling in when she couldn't stop coughing. Taylor helped Brittany out the best she could, but Brittany had her stay away from her sister and mami, so she didn't get sick herself. Brittany sat in bed with Santana last night after she called in and rubbed her back as she laid in a restless sleep while trying to get some work done.

Santana heard the alarm go off and forced her eyes open to wake up. Brittany felt her start to wake up and rubbed her thigh. "I'll get Taylor ready for school."

"I still need to get up with Skylar so you can get ready for work." Santana groaned and coughed.

"I'm not going in this week, I'm going to work from home and Skype the office if I need to." Brittany shook her head. "You need to rest, I'll make you some breakfast."

"Brit..."

"I'm staying home to help you this week, baby." Brittany shook her head and kissed her on the forehead. "Go back to sleep, I'll be back up before I take Tay to school."

Santana grabbed Brittany's hand. "Thank you." Brittany winked at her and left the room.


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