Rumor Has It

Chapter 18

(Brittany's POV)

The rest of the day went by super fast. After Santana and I's talk we made our way back to the hospital to bring Quinn and Row home. It would be an understatement to say that Quinn really wanted to get home. Not to mention the ride home was hilarious. Santana was driving and Quinn was in the backseat with Row. Santana was so nervous driving because of everything and Quinn wasn't making it any better.

"Santana slow down!" Quinn shrieked from the back seat.

"Quinn I'm literally going 20 in a 35!" The brunette scooted all the way up to the steering wheel and gripped it tightly. This was priceless.

"Your going to give my baby whip lash!" Santana huffed as she made a right turn as gentle as possible. "Quinn please stick a sock in it unless you actually want me to." I tried to stifle my laugh but it didn't really work. Causing Santana to give me a death glare, which caused a chain reaction from Quinn.

"Keep your eyes on the rode!" The blonde huffed from the backseat. Santana let out a groan making me laugh even harder. Luckily we were now pulling into the parking lot of the apartment. As soon as Santana put the car in park she let out a breath and sat back against the seat. The blonde unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. I looked over at Santana who looked like she was about to explode. I couldn't help but giggled at her. She looked over at me and shook her head.

"She's crazy." I smiled at placed my hand on her thigh. "She's a mother now, just instincts." The Latina pursed her lips and nodded before getting out of the car along with me.

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The rest of the day was spent settling everyone in. As soon as Quinn put all of her stuff up and checked the nursery she immediately said she was going to take a shower. Leaving Santana and I on the couch with Rowen.

A housewives episode played quietly on the Tv as Santana and I admired the little blonde in my lap. She didn't really open her eyes that much at the hospital, so when she revealed her beautiful hazel eyes it melted my heart.

"Awhh San look" I cooed. The brunette rested her chin on my shoulder and looked down at the baby. "She's like a mini Quinn." I glanced up and smiled. "Awh it even looks like she's growing a Mohawk." Santana teased. You could definitely tell it was Pucks baby too. Her complexion was way too tan to resemble Quinn. I let out a breathy chuckle. As I did it seemed to disturb the little girl. She started to fuss a little.

She was squirming around in my arms. I didn't really know what to do but I remember how they handled fussy baby's on an episode of teen mom. So I cradled the baby against my chest and stood up, bouncing up and down lightly to try and calm her down. And surprisingly it seemed to work. It was cute how her little lips formed into a pout and her cheeks bunched around her eyes. I looked up to see Santana smiling at me with the biggest, warmest cheek bunching grin.

"What?" I giggled in a half whisper. She closed her lips together as her cheeks bunched together in a wider grin.

"Nothing" she said sweetly. "Your just so good with her." I smiled bashfully and look down at the now peacefully sleeping baby girl.

"Yeah I guess." My cheeks couldn't contain the blush building on them. I guess I've secretly always wanted a baby. I've dreamt about being a mother since I was a little kid. My mind couldn't help but wander to the thought of starting a family with a certain Latina. I quickly shook away the thoughts though. I mean we just put a label on our relationship. It's ridiculous to be thinking like that already. And I definitely don't want to scare her away at the thought of starting a family in the future.

I continued bouncing her lightly, making sure she was sound asleep before waking into the nursery and laying her down. I made sure she was nice and swaddled in her pastel green baby blanket before waking back into the living room. Santana was tuned into the TV. I think she's secretly obsessed with the housewives episodes because every time they come on she's so intrigued. I walked over and sat on the other side of the couch. She looked over at me and furrowed her brows. I just pretend like I didn't see her.

She kept her eyes on me and scooted closer. It was cute how she was so clingy. Though she would never admit that to people. She kept scooting closer until she was wedged against my side perfectly. I don't even think there was room for Jesus. I giggled and wrapped my arms around her waist. She snuggled against the crook of my neck and hummed contently.

"This is my favorite." I hummed. I felt her let out a comfortable sigh. "Me too Britt." I smiled to myself before planting a kiss on her forehead. We stayed relaxed on the couch until a freshly showered Quinn walked into the living room.

"Zip it up I'm out of the shower." She closed her eyes playfully as Santana and I shared giggles. The blonde walked over at sat on the loveseat.

"Where's Noah? I though he would be here." I asked. I noticed he wasn't at the hospital when I got back. She brought her legs up onto the couch and rested against it.

"He went to his brothers to shower and stuff. I actually asked him to come over tonight." I quirked my brow and smirked. She shook her head with a laugh.

"Nothing like that is going to happen." I heard Santana mumble a "pfft sure" under her breath causing me to giggle.

"Hey even if something did happen I would be honest about it. When were y'all gonna tell me y'all finally went the full monty?" She set her hand on her hip and quirked her brow. I felt my eyes grow wide and judging by Santana's stiff posture she was doing the same. Quinn just chuckled in return. "Oh please, you really thought I wouldn't know? Y'all were practically glowing when you walked into my hospital room. I wouldn't be surprised if it was magically written on your foreheads." Our wide eyed expressions quickly shifted into a scarlet blush. I brought my hand up to my forehead to make sure I actually didn't write anything on it. That would be embarrassing. Santana giggled against my side.

"Was it really that obvious?" I asked playing with Santana's ripped jeans. The blonde gave a sly smile. "For sure." I shook my head and glanced down at Santana who had a smirk plastered on that beautiful tan face. It looked like she was about to say something but I cut her off.

"I know I know, just wanky." Santana looked up at me and laughed. Her smile was so contagious.

"Yes Britt, but that's not what I was going to say." She exclaimed between giggles. My face blushed at the comment.  I looked over at Quinn who had a playful disgusted look on her face. "Ew get a room."

"Even if we did, you still would be able to hear us." Santana ranted smugly. My eyes widened as I looked down at her. I was surprised because usually I'm the one saying things I'm not supposed to. She just shrugged nonchalantly and inched back into my warm embrace.

Oh yeah I could definitely get used to this.

Show @alm0nd_m1lk some love or you will have to relive the Brittana breakup forever. :)