Chapter 1

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"Hey Britt-Britt!"

"Santana!" Brittany slammed her computer shut. 

"Whatcha' doing?" Santana asked.

"Nothing! Nothing at all!" She said quickly, and put her computer on the table next to her.

"That didn't look like nothing." Santana said, sitting on Brittany's lap.

"Seriously, you don't need to be worried. I'm not cheating on you." She said, smiling.

"Thank god! I am not ending up like Blaine and Kurt like, 5 years ago."

"They got back together, though, right?" Brittany asked.

"Britt, we got married with them."

"I don't really pay attention to other peoples lives." She said, kissing Santana.

"Wanna go inside? I'm not sure this lawn chair can support both of us." Santana said, putting her arms around Brittany. 

"Not right now." Brittany answered, and kissed her again, sliding the arm of Santana's dress down slightly. 

"Not out here Britt! The neighbors have kids, and I totally don't want to go to jail for exposing kids to weird stuff!" 

"Who cares, it's not like kids can climb fences!" Brittany said, grabbing Santana and pulling her into a laying down position with her on the chair. 

"I think they can."

"Liar." Brittany laughed, and kissed Santana once more. Suddenly, in the distance, thunder roared, and it started pouring rain.

"Uh oh."  Santana said, and grabbed Brittany. 

"Let's go inside! This will ruin my hair, and your dress!"

The two girls ran inside, and fell down on the couch, giggling. 

"I love you, Britt."

"I love you too."

Santana kissed Brittany on the nose.

"Wait, Britt, where's your laptop?"

"Shit!" Brittany said, and ran towards the door. 

"Brittany, your dress!" 

Brittany ran through the yard to the table next to the chair they had been sitting on. There on it, sat her laptop.

"Crap!" She said, wrapping it in her jacket, and ran back inside.

"Is it okay?" Santana asked.

"I think so! I don't know!" 

"Come put some dry clothes on. I will work on it while you change." 

"Alright I will be right back!" She ran down the hallway to their room and slammed the door behind her.

"Alright." Santana said, trying to fix the computer. With a sigh, she stood up, and sat on the couch, the computer across the room on the floor. She turned on the TV and flipped through channels. Brittany came out of the room.

"Is it fixed?"

"Nope."

"Damn."

Brittany sat down on the couch and snuggled up to Santana. Suddenly, the computer flickered on. The two girls ran towards the computer.

"Ah-ha!" Santana said, grabbing it. She ran across the room and looked at the computer. 

"How do lesbians... Have kids?" Santana said confused.

"Brittany, do you wanna have a baby?"

Brittany nodded. "I see how happy Kurt and Blaine are with there baby, and I love you, and I really wanted to have a baby. I always have."

Santana smiled and jumped up and down. "Yes, Brittany, yes!" 

"Wait, what?!" Brittany asked.

"We can have a baby! Or adopt, or however Lady Hummel's kid was born!"

"Thank you Santana!" Brittany hugged her. 

"Let's go!" Santana said.

"Go where?"

"Wherever people go to get babies? Maybe we could ask Puck or Blaine or Kurt for their sperm! You see how pretty their kids are!" 

Brittany grabbed her coat, and held Santana's out to her.

"Let's go!" She said, and together, hand in hand, they walked out the door, excited for the life ahead of them.


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