So finally the last chapter :) this was my first fic so thank you to everyone who supported :D ENJOY

Forever seemed like the perfect amount to spend with Brittany.

But now, it's almost like I wanted more time.

Long gone are the days of unsure decisions and desperate inner monologues. No more need for an OCD student councillor to tell me what I already know. I have touched on something that most girls or boys won't every have the choice or a chance to have. True love sounds like it hopped right out of a fairytale. It doesn't seem believable anymore; but I found it.

"SanSan, what are you up to?" Brittany poked her head around the door of the study.

I ushered her in with a wave of a hand. I placed my hands on her protruding stomach and rubbed soothing circles around her navel. She giggled, she always loved when I did this.

"You hungry?" I asked her.

"Nah; I kind of wanna go for a walk though"

"Though the park?"

She nodded and went off to change. I loved the way in all the years we were together she'd been to the park hundreds of times but it didn't matter, it never failed to make Brittany happy. She put on her 'walking shoes' and I held out my hand as we left for the park a couple of blocks down the street.

We had bought the house three years previously. I liked it because it was practical, three bedroom detached with a decent sized garden and an open plan throughout. Brittany however had loved it because of the park so close by. We had been thinking about the house and decided to take a stroll and have a look at the neighbourhood. Of course the park had to have a pond and of course that pond had to contain-

"Duckies." Brittany exclaimed. "They're still here."

"Britt, it's been three years; they're always here." I said sarcastically. "Why do you like them so much?"

"I never told you did I?" She said with a grin.

"So there's a reason, do tell."

"Well um... do you remember the first time we met?" She began as we walked over towards a bench and sat down.

"What when we met at that at the playground when we were like six?"

"Yeah, but do you remember after?" I nodded and let her continue. "Well after the playground and you kicked Billy Ronson for pushing me over."

I snorted with laughter at that memory. It was so vivid.

"Then we went over to the pond, that was the first time I'd ever seen ducks and I love them so much because you were there with me. They remind me of you San, I can't help be happy when I see them because I just remember that time when we were six and then I think from that moment you've made me the happiest girl ever."

"Baby, I love you."

"I think it's all these hormones that made me tell you that." She laughed staring down at her stomach.

"We're nearly there hun, nearly there."

Who knew that perfection existed? I'd be the last one to say that it did. I'm the girl who got the boob job and threw up to be skinny. I'm the girl who struggled with her sexuality and turned out to be gay. I'm the girl who was the bitch because I didn't know how to deal with feelings. There was one person who stood by me and told me I was beautiful, that I was accepted and that I was loved.

"Sannie, come watch Oprah with me." Brittany called from downstairs.

Brittany had two cravings while pregnant. They were the oddest cravings I had ever come across. One of them was what she liked to call 'fighting the man'. I know what you're thinking; sweet innocent Brittany? Yes she watched Oprah and wanted to sign every petition going from 'gay rights' to 'stop the whaling'. The other craving she probably got from me; was sex. Every single moment of every single day she was totally up for it. Even I need a break sometimes.

I snuggled up beside on the couch as she watched her Oprah and chattered on about rights and equality. Slowly my eyelids closed and I was off in a dream world; Brittany's voice echoing in the background.

It only seemed like minutes later but I was being roused by a very frantic Brittany. The panic in her eye was better than any alarm clock or wake up call.

"Brittany, what's wrong?... B tell me!" I implored her to speak up as she stayed silent.

"My... my waters broke." She whispered.

"Holy crap!" I probably should have been more relaxed but this was huge. "Alright you go to the car and I'll grab the bag."

I ran up stairs and into our room to grab the baby bag. As I ran back down to my wife I passed our future babies room. The tears started to flow freely and the grin on my face was unstoppable.

As I sat into the car and started the engine Brittany simply laughed at me. "Crying already mama to be."

"Don't even start Brittany." I blubbered.

We got to the hospital in record time and I did the whole 'everybody my wife's having a baby' to the bored reply of the receptionist.

"Everybody's having babies up in here, you ain't the only ones."

"Hell to the no, I wants me a room right now."

"Do you want to miss the birth of yo child? Cause I can make it happen." She threatened.

"SannieBear please be nice, I need you here." Brittany said when she came into earshot of my conversation with the receptionist.

I retreated from the fight and put an arm around Brittany. "I'm sorry; can we get a room please?" I said with my eyes downcast to the floor.

"Now sweetie you just go down the hall to room number seven." She directed to Brittany and then turned to glower at me.

"Thank you." We both said at the same time heading towards our room.

One hour.

Five hours.

Eight hours.

Twelve hours.

Sixteen hours.

After sixteen hours of bone crushing hand holding, screaming and yelping we were getting somewhere. The doctors were in position and I was beside a red faced Brittany whispering how well she was doing and how we were nearly there.

"Ok Ms Lopez-Pierce you can push when you feel ready."

It all felt very real.

When I held seven pound eight ounces baby Abby in my arms for the first time at four or five in the morning I looked to the sleeping Brittany and I had never loved her more.

I didn't want more time with Brittany like I had first thought. It was as if we were starting again, like we had more time than ever before.

I didn't have a problem telling Brittany that I loved her anymore unlike my teenage self.

The only problem I had was trying to get across how much I loved her.

Thank you to everyone who has read this and to anyone who alerted or reviewed or faved :D This is my first complete fic so tell what you think overall and take a look at my other fics if you like :) Laterss