Where the Heart Is 1
Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters)Warning:smut. Here it is the sequel! I know it sucks to wait, so I thought wth and decided to post the first two chapters since I already have them written, so I hope you like them! Let me know with a review? Lol
Chapter 1: Baby on the Brain
It's a beautiful morning in New York City, still cold in January but the sun is out and the birds are chirping, Quinn is laying in bed with Santana, watching her sleep. It's her favorite thing in the world, next to kissing her. She just likes to lay next to her wife and watch as her eye lids flutter in her sleep as she dreams and the way she scrunches up her nose. Quinn traces her features with her finger with a smile.
It's been almost a year since Quinn and Santana got married. Quinn has Santana's anniversary present hidden in a safe in their closet. Santana gave up on trying to open it along time ago so she knows it's safe. Quinn is on the last few pages of her book, she's not sure it will really sell, but Santana is convinced it'll make the top sellers list. Santana has gotten three more families since last winter, she's still working hard five days of the week and as much as Quinn is proud of Santana, she still misses her when she's away most of the day. Being a writer she can stay home and it gets lonely by herself. Of course Rachel comes to visit but even Quinn can only take so much of her. She kisses the bridge of Santana's nose as she starts to wake up.
"Morning, beautiful." Santana stretches then leans up and softly kisses Quinn.
"Morning, Mi amor." Quinn buries her face in Santana's neck, inhaling her scent.
"This is my favorite part of waking in the morning." She says happily. Santana tightens her hold on Quinn and kisses the top of her head.
"Sorry to ruin it for you, but I have to get ready for work." Quinn holds Santana tighter and places herself on top of her.
"Noooo, I don't want you to leave yet." She whines. Santana laughs at her wife's antics.
"Mi amor, I have to. I'll call ya on my lunch break, like I do every day." Quinn kisses Santana deeply and leans her forehead on hers.
"I'll still miss you." Santana leans up kissing her slowly.
"I'll miss you too. Now get your ass up so I can get ready." With a pout Quinn gives Santana one last kiss before rolling off her. As Santana's climbs out of bed, she slaps her bottom, making Santana yelp.
"Babe!" She laughs as Santana trips on the blanket and falls to the floor. Santana stands back up with a pout."That wasn't nice." Quinn chuckles and crawls down the bed and on to her knees in front of Santana and cups her face.
She pulls Santana in a heated kiss, swiping her tongue along her bottom lip. Santana opens her mouth with a moan. Quinn's hands wonder up Santana's shirt and squeezes her breasts. Santana grabs Quinn's hands over her shirt and slides them out, making Quinn pull out of the kiss with a pout. Santana cups Quinn's face with a small smile.
"I have to get ready."
She places a small kiss to Quinn's lips before leaving the room. Quinn falls back onto the bed with a sigh. She can hear Santana making breakfast in the kitchen and decides to be with her as as she can before she leaves. Quinn takes a blanket and wraps it around her shoulders and makes her way to the kitchen. Santana is making a big omelette with lots of bacon. Quinn slips behind Santana, resting her chin on her right shoulder and hugging her.
"Thats smells good." Santana turns her head and kisses Quinn's temple.
"It's yours. I'm skipping breakfast today." Santana has been skipping a lot of breakfast lately, not enough time to eat, or so she claims.
"Babe, you've skipped enough Breakfast lately." Quinn looks at the clock above the stove."Eat, you have time." She reaches over Santana and cuts the omelette in half with the spatula."Have half of mine." Santana sighs with a small smile and places both pieces on two plates and hands one to Quinn. She takes a seat at the island as Quinn sits across from her.
"Who do you have to see today?" Quinn asks. Santana takes a bite of her omelet.
"Lisa. She's the one with the baby and is addicted to crack. I have to check if she's still clean." Quinn nods as she continues to eat. Santana eats about half of her breakfast then takes a look at the clock, and runs for the bedroom to get dressed.
"I'm gonna be late!"
Quinn sighs and takes both plates to the sink and dumps the food in the garbage disposal, then rinses them off and places them in the dishwasher. Santana rushes in with her work clothes on. A white button down dress shirt with black dress pants and shoes. She gives Quinn a quick kiss then makes her way down the hall.
Quinn wipes down the island, then walks across the hall to the living room and watches some tv before she finishes her book. Watching The View, the phone starts to ring and Quinn gets up with a sigh, knowing who it is already.
"Hey, Rae. What's up? Oh yeah thanks I'm looking forward to it. I was just about to finish it actually. Yeah, bye."
She hangs up the phone, turns off the tv and heads for the small study. She opens her MacBook Air with a frustrating sigh, she's having trouble with the ending. She has written more than she would like, and even asked Santana how she should end it. For inspiration, Quinn goes to her videos file and clicks on one of Santana.
Quinn had just gotten the flip camera and wanted to test it out. Santana is siting on the couch playing temple run on her iPad in her pajamas and her hair in a messy bun. Quinn's voice is being heard behind the camera as it points to Santana.
"Babe. I think I figured it out." Santana isn't paying attention to the camera, just playing her iPad.
"Yeah? That's good." Quinn sits on the couch next to Santana making the side of Santana's face closer.
"Babe, look." Santana looks over the quickly puts her hand over her face.
"Babe, I look like shit! why do you have it so close to my face!" Quinn tries to move Santana's hand away.
"Don't cover your face, you look beautiful. You can never ever look ugly, love." Santana smiles at Quinn with a blush.
"Thank you, but I still don't like you filming me." The camera zooms into Santana's eyes then back to full view of her face.
"I love you so much." Santana blows the camera a kiss and a small wave.
"I love you more."
The laptop screen turns black. Quinn goes back to her book and starts typing away. It's lunch time when she finishes it, and sends it to her publisher. She quickly makes her way to the living room, and right when she goes to pick up the phone, it rings.
"Hey, babe. I miss you."
"How do you always know its me?" She snorts with a smile as she sits on the couch.
"You call the same time, like clockwork."
"Oh right, anyways how is the book coming along?"
"I finished, just sent it to my publisher."
"It's about fucking time, Q." She smiles shaking her head.
"I watched that video of you, that you hate so much." Santana scoffs. Quinn can actually see Santana's pout.
"I wish you would delete that thing already."
"No, I love it."
"And I don't understand why." She pauses."Babe, I have to go now. I'm off to the next family. I love you so much, and can't wait to be home and have you in my arms."
"I love you more, San. Drive safely."
"I will. Bye."
Quinn hangs up the phone with a pout and heads for the kitchen to make something to eat. Not wanting to stay in the house though, she takes it with her to Central Park. She sits at her favorite spot on a bench, under a tree by the pond. As she eats her sandwich, she notices a women and her daughter; who looks to be the age of two. They're throwing bread crumbs at the ducks, the baby laughs every time one waddles. Quinn looks on with a smile, she's thought about having kids before but never mentioned it to Santana. She's not sure why, though. Maybe a part of her thinks Santana doesn't want any. She's never said she did, but she never said she didn't either.
Quinn also isn't naive. She knows what they would have to go through and knows its not cheap. They'd have to discuss who's going to carry, and about the donor. But watching that baby with her mother, makes it seem like it would be totally worth it. Finished eating, Quinn takes a walk around the park. She walks by a playground filled with children and toddlers with their mothers, and some with their fathers. Then it hits her. If they start a family, their child will have to face homophobic people. She's not sure she wants to put a child through that, and be selfish. She also has to think about how she would be as a parent, abuse has a chain effect. If she were to ever hurt her child in any way, she wouldn't forgive herself.
As she continues to walk out of the park and down the street, she can't help but to feel selfish though. She deserves to be happy like anyone else, and having a family with Santana would make her happy, but how can she bring the subject up to Santana? Rachel; she thinks, she'll know what to do. Quinn makes her way to Rachel's house, not far from the park. Rachel and Finn live in a very expensive loft, the door man lets her in, and she gives him thanks then, makes her way to the elevators to the 6th floor.
She rolls her eyes at the stupid music, why can't they ever play good music? The elevator dings indicating she's reached her floor, and quickly sneaks by a group of people before the doors shut. Quinn reaches Rachel's door and takes a deep breath then knocking. Rachel opens the door with a big smile, no surprise.
"Quinn! I wasn't expecting you! Come in, I just got off the phone with Kurt." Rachel walks Quinn through the hall and takes a left into the large living room."You could sit down, I'll be back with some snacks. I have a feeling you need to talk, due to the unannounced visit, and there's nothing better than some food to snack on!"
Rachel disappears into the kitchen as Quinn takes a seat on the most expensive couch her bottom will ever sit on. She looks around the room, the fireplace is in front of the black leather couches with a huge flat screen. Above it, a book shelf is on the right with a DVD case on the left filled with movies or more musicals.
"Rae, did you redecorate?! It looks different in here somehow?!" She yells out to her. Rachel walks in with a plate of crackers, meat and cheese and sets it on the coffee table as she takes a seat next to Quinn.
"Yeah, I got bored with it. Kurt helped out." She offers Quinn a cracker but she declines. Rachel leans back in her seat and crosses her legs."So, what's this about?" Quinn clears her throat and begins to explain herself.
"Well, I was in the park eating, when I saw this women and her baby. She looked about two but any way, it got me thinking." Rachel gasps not letting Quinn finish.
"You want to have a baby?!" She pulls Quinn in a tight hug, catching the blonde off guard."That's good news." Suddenly she pouts then pulls Quinn away at arms length."But you came here to talk. What's wrong? Does Santana not want a baby?" Quinn shakes her head and waves Rachel off.
"No, I haven't even discussed this with her yet. I just want a second opinion before I do." Rachel leans back into her seat and gestures for Quinn to continue."First of all money. I know it's not cheap, and that's the first thing that will come to Santana's mind." Rachel nods her head.
"Thats understandable. I mean, it is expensive no matter how you go about it, and its not guaranteed." Quinn pouts, she hasn't even thought about it not working.
"Then there's the question if we do it, who will carry it? And the donor, how does that even work?" Rachel just nods along, thinking what to say to reassure her friend. She reaches over to Quinn and places her hands on top of hers.
"Sweetie, you have to talk to Santana about this, it involves her too. You don't even know how she feels about it yet, so just tell her what you told me, and see how she reacts. Then discuss your options with your wife." Quinn nods her head with a small smile.
"Yeah, you're right. I should just see how she reacts first." She sighs and covers her face with her hands then looks back at Rachel with a pout."I just hope she's on the same page as me. I really want this, Rae." Rachel rubs the top of Quinn's hand with a sympathetic smile.
"I know." She takes Quinn by the hand, and drags her to the door."Go home, make your wife a nice dinner, and talk." Quinn gives her a thankful hug goodbye then leaves.
Walking out the building, she decides it would be better to take a cab home so she beats Santana there. A few hours later, she sets up the table, as Santana walks through the door.
"Babe, I'm home!" Quinn runs through the house and jumps into Santana's arms making her laugh. "I missed you too." Quinn pulls Santana in a searing kiss.
"I made your favorite. Mac and cheese with scalped potatoes, and green beans."
Santana puts Quinn on her feet, then takes her coat and shoes off with a smile. Then rushes into the kitchen, with Quinn not far behind. She is already serving herself, when Quinn enters the kitchen. She takes her seat across from Santana and debates when she should bring up having a baby. Quinn clears her throat and squirms in her seat.
"Babe?" Santana looks up from her plate with a questioning look."I need to talk to you about something important." She pouts and crosses her legs.
"Did someone die?" Quinn shakes her head.
"No, it's about us." Santana takes a deep breath and looks down at her lap. Quinn's eyes widen, realizing how bad that sounded."No! Nothing bad I promise." She reaches across the table and takes Santana's hand in hers."I said forever remember? It's-uh god, I don't know how to say this." Santana smiles and kisses the back of her hand, relieved Quinn wasn't dumping a divorce on her.
"Take a deep breath and just say it. If its not bad, then we're ok." Quinn takes a deep breath and squeezes Santana's hand.
"I've been thinking." She pauses, looking at their joined hands, then back to Santana."I want to start a family." Santana looks like a deer out of headlights."But of course only if you want to also." She rushes out. Not getting a response, she thinks the worse and stands up. Then walks to the sink with her hand over her mouth. Taking a deep breath then looks over at Santana starring into space.
"We don't have to, if that's not what you want. I'm not dumb, it'll take us some time, and both of us have to be in it 100%. So, if its not what you want then, we won't do it." She looks down at her feet with her arms crossed over her chest in tears. Santana looks at Quinn, getting out of her haze, hearing her wife's heart broken speech. She quickly makes her way over to her and pulls her in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry. You just caught me off guard. I've thought about it too, and I want this. I want a family with you." Quinn pulls out of the embrace with a bright smile.
"You do?" Santana nods her head, and Quinn pulls her into a deep kiss. "When have you been thinking about this?" Quinn asks when the kiss breaks. Santana shrugs her shoulders.
"I'm a social worker, it didn't take long for me to think about a little you running around here." Quinn laughs and pecks her wife's lips, affectionately.
"You've thought about a mini me?" Santana looks to her feet with a blush.
"Yeah." Quinn pulls Santana in a heated kiss, she swipes her tongue along her bottom lip. Santana opens her mouth with a moan.
"I'm hungry for something else." She says against Quinn's mouth.
Santana takes Quinn's legs and wraps then around her waist and, carries her to their room. She places Quinn in the middle of the bed and reconnects their lips in a lustful kiss. Then she goes down to her neck, making sure she leaves a mark, and sits up to take off her shirt. Then tugs on Quinn's.
Quinn sits up and takes her shirt off. Santana takes off her bra, then helps Quinn with hers and throws it aside. She cups Quinn's face and kisses her softly. She gently lays Quinn back down, and kisses back to her neck, then her chest, and takes her left nipple in her mouth. Quinn throws her head back with a moan. Santana kisses down her abs, to her hips and slides her jeans off with her underwear. Then continues on her inner thighs, and with a smirk, blows hot air to her center. Quinn moans and bucks her hips.
"San, I need you." Santana licks her slit, and traces circles to her clit.
"Fuck, I love your tongue!" She sucks on her clit, then traces circles to her opening before entering her with her tongue."So good!"
She then replaces her tongue with her fingers."Faster!"
Santana picks up her speed and rubs Quinn's clit with her thumb until she reaches her climax. She happily cleans all her juices then crawls up Quinn body and kisses her deeply. Quinn moans tasting herself on her lips. "We're gonna try for a baby!" Quinn screams after the pull apart. Santana laughs throwing her head back.
"Yeah, we are but we still need to talk about it more." She nods, with a bright smile. Santana lays next to Quinn's side and props herself on her elbow. She traces Quinn's abs with her finger."Who's gonna carry the baby?" She asks. Quinn sighs and runs her fingers through her hair.
"I think I should." Santana looks at Quinn with her brows furrowed.
"How do you figure?" Quinn shrugs her shoulders and brushes some of Santana's hair behind her ear.
"I work from home, and you're always on your feet. I just think it would be easier." Santana places small kisses to Quinn's chest.
"Yeah, makes sense." Santana sits up with a sigh."How are we gonna make this kid?" Quinn snorts and shakes her head.
"IVF?" She shrugs her shoulders and lays on Quinn's chest.
"I don't know much about it." Santana says. Quinn pats Santana's bottom.
"Let me get my laptop so we can do some research." Santana rolls off Quinn so she can get up, and slaps her bottom. "San! Do you have to every time?" Santana just laughs.
"What can I say? I love your ass!" She calls out as Quinn leaves the room. Quickly she returns with her laptop, then settles back on the bed and pulls up Google. Santana sits at Quinn's side and points to a website.
"That seems like a legit one." She points out. Quinn clicks on it, and both read it over a few times. "So, basically they get a mans liquids, insert them through a giant turkey baster, and wait for the things to cook." Quinn snorts and closes the laptop then jumps on top of Santana.
"You in?" Santana cups Quinn's face then leans up and kisses her slowly.
"I'm defiantly in. I just have one question." Quinn looks at Santana with a frown."Where are we gonna get the man juices from?" She smiles brightly, and kisses the tip of Santana's nose.
"I think I have an idea." She climbs off Santana, starts to get dressed then walks into the living room and picks the phone. Santana follows her with a frown. Quinn dials a number and waits for them to answer. Santana mouths "Who you calling?" She smiles and gives her a quick kiss and mouths "Sam." Santana thinks about it for a minute, then gives her two thumbs up and mouths "Good choice." Quinn winks as Sam answers the phone.
"Hey, Q. What's up?"
"Hey, you busy?"
"Me and San are having diner, and we thought it would be nice to have you over. We also need to talk to you about something important."
"Did someone die?" Quinn snorts and wonders if San and him share a brain.
"No. Just get here and we'll talk about it."
"Yeah, sure. I'll be there soon."
"Bye." Quinn sighs, hanging up the phone. Then takes a seat on the couch with Santana sitting next to her."You think he'll do it?" Santana chuckles and kisses Quinn.
"Yeah, I do. So, don't worry." Quinn kisses Santana back, then makes her way to the kitchen.
"I should put the food in the microwave to keep warm." Santana looks at the clock.
"Babe, he won't be that long." She goes into the kitchen and resets the table adding one more plate for Sam. Quinn heats the food up as Sam walks inside.
"Hey. You sounded serious on the phone. You sure no one died?" San takes a seat at the table with Santana and Quinn.
"No, Sam no one died. And thanks for knocking by the way." Santana answers. Sam shrugs. Quinn then looks at Santana. She takes Quinn hand and kisses the back of it.
"We have some good news." Quinn starts. Sam nods, encouraging her to continue."We want to start a family." His smiles brightly and hugs Quinn.
"Thats awesome!" Then he quickly pouts and looks between Santana and Quinn."What does that have to do with me?" Quinn and Santana laugh. Santana reaches over the table and slaps his arm.
"We need your liquids dude!" Sam looks at Quinn with a frown."Your swimmers." Santana continues. Sam's mouth forms a small "O" in understanding.
"Ok. Yeah I'll do it but how would that work exactly?" Quinn and Santana explain it to him as they eat.
"So your for sure in this one hundred percent?" Santana asks. Sam looks between them both with a smile.
"Yeah. But how will our relationship be? Am I going to be Uncle Sam?" Quinn hasn't thought about that and judging by the look on Santana's face she hasn't either.
"I guess so yeah. Until the kid is older and they ask we'll be straight forward." Santana tells him. Sam nods his head and returns to his food.
"Sounds like a plain."
*****Authors Note**** So what do you think of the first chapter? Their having a baby! I already know what gender I want it to be I just need a name haha. Review maybe?