"Hey beautiful," the guy whispered right in her ear causing Santana to jump. "Whoa, don't worry I mean no harm."

"You need to leave, my wife will be back any moment." Santana said backing away from him.

"Oh so you're like a lezbo, well I can help you get over that." he offered cupping her face.

"Get away from my wife." Brittany growled stepping in front of Santana pulling her behind her.

"What are you going to do?" he asked standing up.

"I'll beat the shit out of you." Brittany growled getting up in his face.

"Babe, come on." Santana said pulling on her arm.

Brittany reluctantly follows her wife as the man just stares at the two women trying to think of something to shout at them, but they've gone too far and even if he were to they wouldn't hear him.

"Baby, you know I could have handled that." Santana says snuggling into Brittany chewing on the hot dog that Brittany had gotten her.

"Well, you shouldn't have to. Plus San you're pregnant which means I get to take care of you and make sure nothing bad happens to you or our baby." Brittany says kissing her on the forehead and putting a protective hand on her stomach.

"You know pretty soon this little baby is going to be pretty big and I won't be able to hid it under your baggy shirts." Santana informs her wanting to know what her wife thinks about her getting fat.

"I don't think you should hid it at all. I love that you're having our baby." Brittany kisses her on the lips.

"So you won't leave me when I get all fat?" Santana asks half serious half joking.

"Babe, I wouldn't leave you if you suddenly decided to gain three hundred pounds and never wanted to leave the house again, but please don't do that cause I would become a miserable person, plus you're like really hot right now." Brittany coos in her ear.

"Really Britt, I love you too." Santana starts crying her hormones getting the better of her.

"Come here babe," Brittany said wrapping her arms around her crying wife. She sighed knowing that this was going to be a long six mouths. "San, do you want to come with me to my dance class?" she asked.

"Really? Of course I'd love to go." Santana smiled pulling Brittany up and wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist.

Santana smiled as Brittany pulled her closer into her as they walked out of Central Park and the blonde released her for a moment to get them a cab. She didn't want to be late for her class. Besides she knew that her teacher wouldn't be exceptionally happy that she brought Santana with her, but whatever she wanted to bring her wife so she was. Not only that, but there was no rule that said that she couldn't bring her to class. She would know, she had looked it up to make sure knowing that the Latina would defiantly be making appearances at her dance classes to make sure no one was hitting on her.

"San, I need you to be level headed and not lose it during my class, okay honey." Brittany said looking her in the eye.

"I'll try," Santana said clinging onto Brittany's shirt, glaring at the driver who was looking back at them. "But if any of them start hitting on you I make no promises and I have an excuse I'm pregnant." she smiled kissing Brittany on the cheek.

"Don't you trust me?" Brittany asked.

"Of course I do, I just don't trust anyone else with you." Santana said clinging tighter to her wife.

"You know we're not in high school anymore and I'm not pretending to be stupid anymore so you don't have to worry about me doing anything dumb." Brittany said chuckling, knowing that her wife was reverting back to her high school ways.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Santana says turning away.

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"So just sit here babe and please don't scare anyone." Brittany told Santana for the fourth time since they had arrived at Juilliard.

"I'm not going to do anything just sit here and watch my sexy wife dance." Santana assures her, but she's already sizing up everyone in the class to see who if anyone was a threat to her relationship.

"San, stop thinking about who you have to destroy. No one here or anywhere is a threat to you or our relationship honey." Brittany tells her, giving her a kiss on the lips before she skips over to the center of the studio.

After the teacher talks for the first ten minutes about what they are going to do today and that they have to start preparing for a showcase in a month, they split off into pairs. First up is a jazz routine then they will start hip hop and will finish with club dancing. Through the first two routines Santana is fine cause Brittany isn't dancing that closely with her dance partner and frankly she's just so hot and she can't take her eyes off of her.

"Okay now partner up I wanna see your club dancing." the TA shouted cranking up the music as the dance teacher had to leave early and had left him in charge.

"You only wanna check out the girls to see who you wanna ask out to go clubbing with you tonight." a senior yelled.

"Shut up Heather it's not like you aren't checking out the guys!" the TA shouted back, Santana looked over a Brittany who was giggling and she assumed that this happened a lot.

"Well, I wouldn't have to if someone would invent a library that instead of checking out books we could check out men. Of course they would have to be sanitized first just to be sure that we don't get the herbaly erbalies." Heather informs them, causing Santana's jaw to drop. There was no way that this girl was serious, yet here she was saying just that.

"Okay now that's just disturbing Heather. How about we actually get down to dancing now." Brittany's partner said eyeing Brittany which didn't sit well with Santana, but she ignored it, she had promised Brittany not to lose it.

The TA turned on the music and Brittany started grinding into her partner though she kept her hand off of him knowing that Santana would lose it. Too bad though that her partner didn't share the same thought process or remember Brittany telling him how jealous her wife could get especially since she had gotten pregnant. Santana hadn't like Brittany grinding into her dance partner, but trusted her wife so she held in her jealous and made a mental note to fuck her thoroughly later with lots of teasing. The fact that the blonde didn't touch the boy did make her feel a little better, but when he touched her she completely lost it.

"OH FUCK NO!" Santana boomed.

Brittany tried to stop Santana from leaping on her partner, but failed as Santana knocked him over, slapping his face. She was yanked off though before she could do any damage by Brittany.

"San, cool down." Brittany whispered in her ear lightly biting it.

"I will not cool down." Santana growled pushing Brittany off of her. "He's hitting on you and your were perfectly fine with it."

Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana pulling her into her. "Come on sweetie, let's go outside." she whispered keeping an arm around her wife while grabbing her bag. "I think it's best that we leave now. See you next Saturday." she called out as she walked her wife out.

Santana stopped at soon as they got out of the class.

"Honey come on let's go over to here to talk." Brittany said pulling Santana over to a bench and sat her down.

"You were grinding on him and didn't seem to mind when he had his hands all over you." Santana growled shoving Brittany off of her, standing up.

"Babe, please just sit down." Brittany begged grabbing Santana's arm.

"Fine," Santana huffed sitting down next to her wife.

"Honey you know that I don't wan-" Brittany was cut off by Santana crying.

"I love you so much and I'm scared of losing you." Santana sobbed into Brittany's chest as she cling onto her.

"San, look at me." Brittany said lifting her chin to look her in the eyes. "You'll never lose me. I love you and only you. After all honey I wouldn't be having a baby with you if I didn't think we would always be together." she said kissing Santana passionately.

"Sorry B, I know that it's just all these hormones are,"

"Out of whack," Brittany finished for her.

"Hey," Santana objected, but Brittany kissed her and she let the comment go cause honestly Brittany's kisses were amazing.

"Let's go home honey, we should get you some rest before we go at it cause you're horny." Brittany giggled pulling Santana up and out of the school with her.

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"I don't want to see them." Santana whined putting her head on Brittany's shoulder as they walked to the meeting place in Central Park where several benches are.

"San, this is all you and me, no matter what they say or think it's just you and me in this not them." Brittany reassured her.

Quinn was the first one to arrive.

"I can't believe that you got pregnant and didn't tell anyone." Quinn shouted stomping up to them.

"Cool it Q, we told our parents." Santana said snuggling into Brittany.

"Really Santana you two aren't ready to have a baby. You're both in college and just started. What are you going to do now? Drop out? Santana I can't believe that you would be irresponsible and you Brittany." Quinn said glaring at Brittany. "I can't believe that you actually let her do this. She's ruining her life and yours." she yelled as the rest of them showed up.

"Did you give them your stern talking to?" Puck asked laughing a little.

"Shut up Puck," Brittany said glaring at them for talking like this to her pregnant wife who was quietly sobbing into her shoulder.

"Hey, we're only making a point that you two are too young to have a baby." Mercedes said.

"Maybe, but we're having a baby and we have the money to take care of it." Brittany said glaring at all of them. "And San is not dropping out of school so you all can get off of our backs."

"You're really going through with this aren't you?" Blaine said being the first one who actually thinks they're not totally crazy. Of course this earns him glares from every, but Mike who honestly thought they would have had a kid sooner.

"I'm confused," Finn said not being able to follow what was happening.

"San is getting cold, do you all want to come back to our place?" Brittany said picking up Santana who had fallen asleep.

So I know that the whole Santana wanting to be pregnant sort of came out of nowhere, but the way I figure that even though Brittany loves her and married her, she still insecure about them and thinks that Brittany will leave her since she's bi. Also the fact that Santana secretly wants kids with the blonde and knows that Brittany wants kids also this is the main reason. That's why they are now preggers.

I've decided that I will write three more chapters to this story. Yes I know it's sad, but all good things must come to an end at some point. I need to be able to focus on my other story ideas and other stories that I'm currently writing.