New beginnings

Chapter 1

Quinn slowly pulled her new SUV into the driveway of their beautiful two story home, letting out a content breath as she waited for the garage to open, quietly mumbling a praise of gratitude that she was able to afford the luxury of being able to park her vehicle inside, since all she heard all day was how there was a huge snowstorm headed their way.

When the way was clear she slowly drove into the garage, shutting the door behind her, turning off the car and then climbing out, eager to see her wife after a long day of work, extra ecstatic that it was Friday.

After grabbing her belongings she headed inside the house, flipping through the mail as she called out, "San?"

In the living room a six month pregnant Santana sat on the couch, her eyes glued to the television in front of her, tears in her eyes, the sound of Quinn calling her name having her quickly wipe the wetness from her cheeks.

"Santana, what do you want for dinner?" Quinn questioned as she came around the corner, "Any certain cravings you need to satisfy?" the lawyer asked coming to a stop at the island that separated the kitchen and the living room, tossing her stuff on top.

"No." Came Santana's choked reply.

Quinn finally looked up and over at the back of Santana's head, "Santana?" She questioned, quickly making her way into the living room and around to the front of the couch, gasping at the sight of her puffy eyed wife, "What's wrong!?" She asked with fret swiftly kneeling in front of her and in between her legs, looking all around for any signs of injury, "Are you okay? Do I need to call the doctor?"

"I'm not okay, Quinn!"

"Does something hurt?" Quinn gently reached out to place her hands on Santana's growing belly, "Are the girls okay?"

Santana rolled her eyes and sniffled, waving her hand towards the television, "They're fine, Quinn. I'm fine."

"But you just said –" Quinn questioned with confusion, sitting back on her thighs a little, looking up at Santana, waiting for an explanation.

"The bees." Santana said with a raspy voice.

Quinn slowly nodded, "The bees? Baby – I'm not sure I quite understand."

"They're dying, Quinn!" Santana said the commercial she kept seeing on the flat screen hanging above their fireplace long gone, but it didn't stop her from pointing over Quinn's shoulder to try and make her point, "And no one is doing anything about it!" She shouted and suddenly a new round of tears began to fill her eyes and so she averted them and pouted, whispering, "I love honey."

Quinn's eyes went wide, when Santana became pregnant she knew messed up hormones were going to be involved, but she wasn't prepared for the way Santana's were going to react. Quinn figured maybe it had to do to the fact that she was carrying twins, either way she was trying to take it day by day, hoping to succeed in the part of comforting wife.

"Sweetie..." Quinn cooed, reaching up to take Santana's face in her hands, "It's the middle of winter anyway. I think – I think maybe by the time summer arrives they'll be just fine."

"So you're a beekeeper now?"

"No, but-"

"Quinn –" Santana whimpered cutting her off as she reached up to place her hands over Quinn's wrists, "I can't do this for another three months. I just wanted to carry one baby, two is too much." She sniffled, "They both kick and all I do is pee and eat, I'm never full and my abs are gone." Her breath hitched in her throat and she rolled her eyes, "I just had two sandwiches an hour ago and you come home and mention dinner and now all I can think about is pizza and chicken wings."

Quinn's heart fluttered in her chest, moving so she could sit on the couch next to her frazzled wife, "You're eating for three, Santana. It's not uncommon for pregnant women to indulge."

Santana leaned into Quinn, resting her head on her shoulder, "And I cry all the time over the dumbest shit-"

"In the arms of an angel..."

Quinn and Santana both looked up at the television an ad for abandoned pets starting to play, so Quinn rapidly jumped forward and grabbed the remote, shutting the TV off.

When Quinn sat back, Santana dipped her head down, hiding her face in the blonde's neck, stuttering through a sob as she asked, "Why doesn't anyone want them, Quinn? Animals have feelings too."

Quinn wrapped her arm around Santana's shoulders, her other hand coming to rest on her belly, simply holding her while this wave of emotions washed through Santana, knowing that it would pass soon.

"I don't know, baby." She whispered and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

Knock knock

Quinn looked over her shoulder in the direction of the front door, her eyebrows creasing with confusion due to the sudden interruption.

"Santana, did you order pizza and chicken wings?"

"I wish." Santana mumbled and slowly lifted her head shaking it to let Quinn know that she had no idea who could be at the door either.

After pressing a kiss to Santana's forehead, Quinn stood up and headed to the door, pulling it open to find Rachel and Chloe standing on the other side.

"Surprise!" Rachel smiled with open arms, Quinn happily accepting the embrace.

"What are you two doing here?" Quinn asked pulling away from Rachel, so she could accept Chloe's hug.

Rachel stepped inside the house, shaking off the little bit of snow from herself and then turned to brush some of the snow off of Chloe's shoulders while she explained herself, "I hope we're not intruding, Quinn, but –"

"She had a feeling." Chloe stated with a small roll of her eyes, "So here we are. Where is the mujer embarazada?"

Quinn pointed over her shoulder, "She's in the –"

"Is that Rachel I hear?" Santana called out, waddling over to the three of them, pushing Quinn and Chloe aside so she could wrap her arms around the petite brunette. "Rachel it's awful, I can't take it anymore, being pregnant is the worst."

Rachel did her best to wrap her arms around Santana, while she looked over her shoulder to send Chloe a knowing smirk and then was quickly focused back on her distraught best friend, "Is it just a bad day?"

"Every day is bad because Quinn leaves me all day."

"San!?" Quinn questioned with worry, "I'm at work."

Santana turned her head away from Quinn, obviously she was over the bees and the abandoned animals and now she was being emotional over something else and just as quickly her eyes narrowed in on Chloe and she was suddenly pushing Rachel away, "And to top it off you brought her here!"

Chloe smiled and opened her arms, "You're not happy to see your cousin, Sani?"

Rachel sighed and tilted her head to the side, "Honestly, Santana? Are you still upset over-"

"There is not enough bleach in this world that will erase the sight of you two naked and going at it together!" Santana declared.

Chloe smugly nodded, "Rachel learned some Spanish that night..."

Rachel reached out to gently place a hand on Santana's shoulder, "That was almost a year ago."

Santana crossed her arms over her chest, clenching her jaw, still unsure about Rachel and her cousin being in a relationship together. "You're only dating her because she looks like me."

"Okay, Santana, maybe you need to eat." Quinn finally interjected coming over to wrap her arms around Santana's waist.

Chloe locked eyes with Santana, slyly smiling as she gave her cousin's memory a jolt by uttering the words Rachel was screaming out the night Santana walked in on them, "No te detengas! No te detengas!"

"Chloe, that's enough!" Rachel scolded and turned to point a finger in her face.

"I hate you." Santana muttered and then detached from Quinn and stormed to the kitchen, grabbing her cell phone so she could order the kind of food she wanted.

Rachel let out a slow breath her eyes locking with Quinn's, "Maybe we shouldn't have come."

Quinn shook her head and moved aside, waving them further into the house, "No, I'm glad you did. She was going on and on the other night about how much she misses you. She's just having an off day. It's been happening more often these days."

Chloe's devious features turned to one of seriousness, reaching out to gently grab Quinn's upper arm, tugging her to a stop, "Maybe you should think about working from home a few days a week?"

Rachel came to stand next to Chloe, nodding along to the suggestion.

Quinn thought about it for a second and then she too nodded, "You know what, that isn't a bad idea."

"Come on." Chloe said and stepped ahead of the two, "Let's go feed our wild pregnant beast before she murders one of us."

A few hours later after the pizza and chicken wings were consumed, the four sat in the living room quietly chatting, the gas fireplace on and the view of the snow gently falling outside making the atmosphere calm and cozy, which thankfully seemed to spread to Santana, who was cuddled up into Quinn's side on the couch.

"You two are spending the night, right?" Quinn asked her eyes glancing outside the back window and then back to the couple sitting on the chair, Rachel in Chloe's lap, sipping from a wine glass.

"We have hotel reservations." Rachel informed her.

"No, no, no, my little Thumbelina ain't traveling in this weather so she can stay at some hotel." Santana protested, her voice groggy, but her tone still stern, "We still have a spare room set up and Chloe can sleep down here on the couch."

"Santana, give it up already." Chloe pleaded and wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist a little more tightly.

"If you cancel your reservations you two are more than welcome to spend the night." Quinn offered.

Rachel looked to Chloe the two having a quick silent discussion, before she looked back over to Quinn, "If you're sure it's not too much trouble."

"I insist." Quinn answered with a firm nod.

"Thank you." Chloe said her eyes watching as Santana fought to keep her eyes open, her head bobbing against Quinn's shoulder, "Why don't you go and take preggers up to bed and Rachel and I will clean up?"

"I can come back down and help." Quinn said.

Chloe smirked and patted Rachel's thigh so she would stand from her lap and then she stood from the chair, grabbing the empty plates from the coffee table, "Listen blondie, you have an overly emotional pregnant Lopez to take care of. I have witnessed them first hand and Santana just happens to be carrying twins, which doubles the chaos. Go and be with her, Rachel and I are comfortable enough to make ourselves at home."

"I concur." Rachel happily smiled and pressed a kiss to Chloe's cheek, "Now off to bed you two!"

"All right, all right." Quinn said removing her arm from around Santana's shoulders, carefully detaching herself from her, "Come on, San. The orders have been given, bedtime."

Santana yawned and nodded, reaching out her hands so Quinn could help her off of the couch. "No funny business under our roof." She warned and pointed at the two of them before taking Quinn's hand.

"Goodnight, Santana." Rachel ignored her with a smirk, pressing a kiss to her cheek on her way to the kitchen.

Quinn tugged Santana along, "See you two in the morning. Help yourself to anything."

"Goodnight." Chloe called out.

"Goodnight." Quinn waved and then her and Santana slowly made their way to the master bedroom.

Once the two were lying in bed, Santana let out a small huff, her eyes closed, but her forehead was scrunched up with bother.

Quinn rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbow, sliding her hand across the mattress to take her hand, "Everything all right, San?"

Santana put Quinn's hand onto her belly, whimpering as she spoke, "Tell them to stop moving around so much, Q. Mami needs some sleep."

Quinn began to soothingly run her hand along Santana's stomach, pausing once to feel a kick, the feeling still amazing her and always managing to send a rush of thrill through her entire body, plus the very fact that Santana was carrying their children for them tripling that excitement. Carefully she shifted closer, pushing Santana's shirt up so she could press a kiss to her stomach and then she began to speak.

"All right, listen up, ladies." Quinn began, "Mami has been carrying you for more than six months, sacrificing her body and giving you all of her nutrients. It's time to settle down and let her sleep. Comprende?"

A smile slowly and finally found Santana's lips, angling her head a little so she could watch Quinn, her heart fluttering with love at the sight.

"You two can't see it now, but you will learn all about the HBIC look once you arrive." Quinn warned, her ears perking when she heard Santana actually giggle.

"So fierce, baby." Santana smirked letting out a slow breath, "But I think they're listening."

Quinn pressed a kiss to her stomach once again and then moved so her head was on the pillow next to Santana's, her hand still moving peacefully around her stomach, "Good."

"Quinn?" Santana sleepily asked.

"Yeah?"

"I'm not doing this again, kay? You want a third or fourth child that's all on you." Santana stated.

Quinn nodded and leaned in to press a kiss to her lips, resting their foreheads together, "I'm sorry you're having such a hard time with this, Santana. I wish there was more I could do to help make it easier."

"I just – I just want you to hold me." Santana pleaded and slowly turned onto her side.

"I can do that." Quinn replied and shifted forward, molding herself into Santana's back, pressing a kiss in between her shoulder blades and then rested her hand protectively over Santana's stomach, making sure she kept her hand moving relaxingly over her stomach until Santana fell asleep, holding her close through the whole night.

Okay, there you have it - a follow up to "The Second Time Around" begins.

I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. Let's see how family life treats our favourite couple lol - I don't really have a plan for this story, I'm kind of just going with it and seeing where it takes me. I hope you all join me for the journey!

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