Moments

Accidental Pregnancy

"Did you pee on the damn sticks yet?" Santana answered Quinn's FaceTime call.

"Not yet." Quinn said. "But I got them."

"Where is everyone?" Santana asked.

"Noah's still in meetings, Hudson and Lucy are with Mercedes and Sam, and Beth's out with her friends." Quinn informed Santana.

"Okay, good." Santana replied. "So go pee."

"I will." Quinn promised. "Give me a minute."

"You said if you didn't do it by the weekend, I could either fly out there and force you to, or I could call Puck." Santana reminded Quinn.

"Alright, I'm going." Quinn said, walking upstairs to her room.

"Don't worry." Santana told Quinn.

Quinn took a deep breath as she put her phone on the counter in the bathroom and unboxed the pregnancy tests. She began reading the instructions.

"Haven't you done this a million times before?" Santana questioned Quinn. "Stop stalling. I wanna know if I'm finally gonna have a godchild."

"Okay." Quinn said. "I'm muting myself while I pee."

"Fine, but hurry up." Santana commanded.

Quinn peed on the sticks and laid them on the counter. She washed her hands before setting the timer and unmuting her phone.

"Three minutes." Quinn muttered.

"Okay." Santana responded. "How do you feel?"

"Nervous." Quinn answered. "I think the only ones who will be excited are you and Hudson."

"Ruth and Sarah will be excited, too." Santana noted. "And Jake."

"Yeah." Quinn replied. "And maybe my mom."

"Maybe." Santana repeated. "How do you feel though? Are you sick?"

"My stomach is in knots right now." Quinn stated. "But I've been so sick lately."

"Do you think you're pregnant?" Santana asked.

"Yes." Quinn answered. "I've been through this enough times to know that's what it is."

"And you've been through it enough times to know that everything's gonna be okay." Santana pointed out.

Quinn bit her lip as the timer went off.

"What does it say?" Santana questioned Quinn.

"I can't look, I need you tell me." Quinn replied as she took a deep breath. She stood at the counter and flipped her phone camera so Santana could see.

"Two lines, plus sign, and pregnant." Santana noted with a grin.

"Shit, are you serious?" Quinn asked.

"Congrats, Tubbers!" Santana exclaimed.

"Noah's gonna freak out." Quinn noted. "He's supposed to tour this summer, and-"

"Forget about Puck for a second." Santana suggested. "What about you? Are you okay with this?"

"Yeah." Quinn answered. "Yeah, I think so."

"Good." Santana said. "I'm really excited for you guys."

"Thank you." Quinn replied. "You're gonna make a great godmother."

"Really?" Santana asked.

"Of course." Quinn smiled slightly. "I'll call you later, okay? I'm gonna tell Noah to come home."