All Alone

Bonus Chapter: GET THIS THING OUT OF ME

Santana was startled awake during the night and she didn't know why. So she closed her eyes again.

That's when she got a sharp pain in her stomach and it hurt like a motherfucker.

"Ahh!" She gasped in pain.

She began to quickly smack Brittany on the arm.

The blonde didn't even stir.

Santana normally thought how much of a deep sleeper Brittany was was cute. But now she hated it.

"Brittany!" She cried.

This time her wife moved but still didn't waken.

"Brittany please!" The Latina began to sob as she was hit with another pain. "OH GOD BRITTANYYYY!" She screamed.

It seemed impossible for the blonde to still be sleeping but she was.

Santana took a deep breath and slapped Brittany across the face. She felt bad but she needed her.

"Ow! What the fuck?!" Brittany cried, sitting up quickly and holding her cheek.

"Brittany how could you not wake up!? I screamed for you and- OWWW MOTHERFUCKING HELL!" She clutched her stomach.

The taller woman now sat up quicker. "What? What's wrong?!"

"I think I'm having- Urgh -contractions!"

"Oh crap! How far apart are they?!"

"I don't fucking know! Umm! Uh! I think like four minutes!"

Brittany's eyes widened. "You're supposed to go to the hospital when they're six to seven apart!"

"Well I slept through that somehow! Brittany please- OHH FUCK!"

The blonde jumped up and grabbed her cell. "I'm calling 911!"

"No! It's fine lets just go in the car!"

"Are you crazy?! You need to-"

"No! Fucking hell just shit the fuck up and let's go!"

Brittany shook her head and dialed the number.

By the time the ambulance showed up the contractions were just two minutes apart. Santana was crushing Brittany's hand in the back of the ambulance.

When they got to the hospital there was hardly any time. They were rushed into a room and told that if the pushes didn't start immediately the baby and Santana could both get hurt.

"GET THIS THING OUT OF ME!!!" Santana screamed.

"Alright," The nurse said. "On three I want you to push, alright?"

Santana nodded.

"One... Two... Three! Push!"

The Latina squeezed her eyes shut and groaned. "URGHHH!!!" The vein in her forehead popped out. "¡Jesús Cristo de mierda! ¡MIERDAAAAA!!!"

"Okay again!" The nurse said. "One, two, three, push!"

The process was repeated. "¡Brittany, ¿por qué decidimos hacer esto?! FUCKKKKK!"

"She's crowning!" The nurse cried.

Brittany was hyperventilating. The last time she had seen Santana in this much pain was in high school and that was mental pain. It was giving her bad flashbacks and she couldn't bear to watch her baby hurt like this.

"Alright again! PUSH!"

"FUCK ALL OF YOU!"

The blonde decided to pipe up.