Choices (Glee fanfiction) {Completed}

Chapter 5

-Santana pov-
"Be lucky I was able to get out of work" I look at mom as she parks "Your appointments are back to back! Do not leave the room cause the docs know!"

"Not docs sweetie" we all jump as my dad smiles beside the car "You forgot to roll up the windows"

"Dad" I am met with a glare and gulp "Uhh these are the girls!"

"I am happy to find out you can have kids" He points toward the girls "I am not happy it was unknown to them and against their choice! Not to mention I thought we solved the drinking issue!"

"You knew?" I see my dad cringe and my mom shakes her head "I am going to need some time from you all"

Dad nods and opens the back door "I will keep them here for the day" Mom does not respond and he sighs "Who wants wheelchair rides?"

"Me!" Quinn is out and in the first chair "I have never been able to use one! Back when I...I just never have used one"

"Back when what?" I share a look with Brittany who shakes her head "What do I not know? Quinn?"

"How about we take this inside?" Rachel nods and gets into the next chair "This is gonna be a fun day"

I nod and get out of my seat. This is going to be a long day for sure. I help push the girls toward the hospital as mom leaves. This appointment just turned into a stay day.

I am so not happy.

-Time skip-
"How do we lose a blonde and tall girl?!" I run out of the room with my dad "Also how do you get Quinn in trouble for not saying her first name and pointing out her malnutrition?!"

"I am a doctor!" Dad throws his arms up "I piss people off just by holding a vaccine!"

"Let's find Brittany!" He nods and we split up "Britts! Britts come out!"

I run around and come up with nothing. Where does she go when we are here? There are not too many places. What would Brittany do if she was able?

It clicks and I quickly run toward the area. Sure enough I see the elevator numbers going up. I run to the stairs and head up them. Stealing your dads identification helps sometimes.

I make it out of the stairs and run more. I look around and see I am in the kid area. This is full of kids with germs. I hear a familiar laugh and another familiar voice.

"The other duo is gone" I turn toward my dad who holds out his hand "Now give me my damn identification card! I had to get five replacements because of you!"

"Yeah whatever" I hand over the card and we head toward the laughter "So many germs are here!"

"Gets used to it" I glare and he smirks "You are the one who played the game! Welcome to the consequences of life!"

"Yeah I know" We reach the doorway and I smile "There they are"

Brittany is playing with some kids as a pirate, Quinn is reading to some of the others, and Rachel is doing some girls make up. I put a hand on my heart as I watch them. They will be great mothers.

"You chose very well" I turn toward my dad who is smiling "I would have preferred you wait but these three...you did good Santana"

"How do I not be a mess up?" Dad gives me a confused look "I just want to give the kids and them a good life"

"You will do right by them Princess" He pulls me into him as he speaks "I believe we raised you well enough"

"You and mom raised me amazingly" I look at Brittany and frown "She is gonna have to stop motocross driving"

"Rachel will have to stop being a vegan and Quinn needs to eat more" He lets me go and looks me in the eyes "Can you do your job?"

I look at the girls then him "Of course dad" I look back at the three playing with the kids "I can make sure everything is all perfect for them"

"Good" He pushes me into the room more "Cause you are up"

"Dad!" He closes the door and I turn to see all eyes on me "H-hey kids!"

"NEW PERSON!" They swarm around me "HELLO!"

"Are you here to play too?" I look down at a girl who is skinny, pale, and has no hair "Are you a Angel?"

"No but I am here to play" I smile and put a hand on her shoulder "First I got to go do something ok?"

She nods and the kids quickly leave. I walk out and over to a secluded area. I send out a text and take a deep breath. I pull out some scissors from my purse and walk into the closest bathroom.

One snip and there is no going back.

-Time skip-Rachel pov-
It has been sometime since Santana left. Abigail has gotten really sad. Her mom came in but she has refused to leave. I hope Santana comes back soon.

Soon enough the door opens and doctors walk in with items. I see Santana's dad walking over to Abigail with a dark haired wig. Some of that hair looks familiar.

"Oh my holy father above" I turn toward the doorway and my jaw drops "Santana? What happened to your hair?"

"I thought a shorter cut would work" She walks over to Abigail with a smile "You look beautiful little one"

"You did this?" Santana nods and Abigail hugs her "Thank you!"

"Now for the best part!" The door opens again and a dog trots in "DOG TIME!"

The kids all go to the dog "Thank you" Abigails mom walks over to Santana with a big smile "She was tore up when she lost her hair"

"She deserves to smile" Santana looks at the kids with a big smile "They all do"

"That is our baby donor" I look at Quinn and smile "I think these kids will turn her around"

"For the better?" Quinn nods and I look back at Santana "I think so too"

"You sang with a group didn't you?" I look at a little boy and nod "Can you sing? I saw you sing a great song once! It was no raining on a parade!"

"I know the one" I smile and ruffle his hair "I know just how to sing it too"

-Rachel singing-

Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's
A ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade!
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it!
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy, and you'll see
I'm gonna have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me, love
'Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw, that bell will go clang
Eye on the target, and wham
One shot, one gun shot, and bam
Hey, Mister Arnstein, here I am!

I'll march my band out
I will beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me, love
'Cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade!

The kids clap and I look to see Brittany with Santana. I know I have Quinn but I want Santana too. I know Quinn wants Santana too. We will have to work to get her.

I just hope we are all able to coexist when the kids come. I guess we will just have to wait and see.