Marriage, Motherhood, and Mischief is the sequel to A Dollar and A Dream. It's not completely necessary to read the first story to understand what is going on in this part, but it is very helpful.

Let's see what your favorite chef and writer are up to almost 7 years after they met in the park.

Enjoy ;)

I have been Mrs. Santana Pierce for the past 5 years exactly, and every morning when I wake up in Brittany's arms and those blue eyes flutter open and focus on me, I still get the same butterflies in my stomach as I did when she placed an innocent kiss on my cheek the first day I met her after, we left Barnes and Noble. Sometimes I swear I can still feel tingle and in my cheek from her lips that day. It may sound crazy but I honestly fall more and more in love with Brittany every single day. We had a year long engagement, which Quinn and Mercedes teased us for, since we basically moved in together a few months after meeting. We didn't see a reason to rush and get married, we loved each other and knew we were dedicated completely to one another, so we wanted to take our time and plan the wedding we both really wanted, and it was well worth the wait.

We married August of the next year in a small sunset beach wedding in the Dominic Republic, we stayed at an all inclusive resort and paid for our families to come. Of course Quinn and Mercedes were our maids of honor; Ashley was our flower girl, and one of Brit's younger cousins, Theodore, was our ring bearer. I wore a short white dress that had a plunging back drop, crystals adorning the seams, and I had my hair pulled up, just the way Brit likes it. Brittany wore a white sleeveless one piece jumpsuit, that just like my dress, had crystals sewn in the seams, and showcased her breast so perfectly that I found myself staring at them a good portion of the ceremony, and definitely throughout the entire reception. She had her hair down in loose curls and looked like an angel. Her twin brothers gave her away, which brought tears to her eyes, since her jackass of a father refused to come, but her uncles did come, which we both really appreciated. I got so lost in her eyes during the ceremony at one point that I blurted out I Do before the minister even told me too. I was so ready to be her wife and make her mine, that I couldn't wait. We went to Egypt for 2 weeks for our honeymoon and had such an amazing time; I will definitely never, ever forget that trip; we made so many awesome memories.

After we got back from Paris for our engagement trip, Brittany started classes at NYU, she graduated the top of her class, duh she's a genius, and is now a high school English teacher at an inner city public school in New York. She is one of the most sought after teachers currently since she's received rave reviews from both her students and their parents both in her first year as a teacher and during her student teaching time. She has a unconventional way of teaching, she incorporates a lot of songs and movie references in her teaching, which her students really identify with. She takes her job very serious, she loves being a teacher, it's currently August, so she's still on summer vacation but she has been working all summer to get ready for the next school year.

I went to culinary school, and am now a pastry chef. I still run Aunty Snixx as my main source of income, but I make a lot of cakes for parties and special occasions now; more specifically I've been baking a lot of wedding cakes, which is some serious money, and I've been making some other specialty cakes as well. My favorite so far has been for the 9 year old girls violin recital, so I made a lemon cake, with raspberry filling, covered in chocolate fondant in the shape of a violin, the little girl loved it and so did her parents, and more importantly so did the 30 guests at the party, which earned me at least 20 new customers. Due to New York's crazy weather we are only able to do the food truck in the summer, which is cool because a Brit doesn't work in the summer, so Brit can help me out. I quit the bar, but I occasionally go some nights when Puck is in a bind to help him out. Other than that, I hang out at home with Chef, and Brownie, our chocolate lab puppy we got a few months ago. Even though Brownie, at only 4 months old, is like triple Chef's size, she knows and understands that Chef is boss, and is ok with that. They get along great together and play all day.

"Sanny." Brittany mumbles in her sleep while snuggling closer to me and resting her hand on my stomach.

"Go back to sleep, Brit." I reply while turning to stare at her. "It's early."

Suddenly her gorgeous blue eyes pop open and she smiles at me. "Happy Anniversary." She whispers.

"Happy anniversary." I reply with a big dorky smile before quickly pressing my lips firmly against hers. "How did you sleep?" I ask her while turning on my side to face her completely and massaging the back of her neck.

"Like a happily married woman of 5 years." She teases before kissing me again.

"Good." I nod at her. "I did too."

Brittany slowly rubs my stomach before blushing adorably.

"You woke up in a really good mood." I smile. "Are you hungry, I can make breakfast in a little bit."

"You are going to lay in bed for a little while longer, I know I can't keep you out of the kitchen today, but last night was a little rough, we were up all night and not necessarily in a good way, so let's just lay here for a while." Brittany tells me.

I was a little sick last night, well super early this morning. Okay, so little is an understatement, I was really sick last night, but even though I feel better now, somewhat, I'm going to follow my Brit Brit's orders and lay in bed, in her arms, which is my favorite place in the world to be anyways. "Ok, honeybee." I nod as she softly kisses me again and slips her tongue in my mouth. "Mmmmm, morning breath." I tease her.

"Hold that thought." Brittany smiles as she jumps out of bed and runs in the bathroom. She comes back smacking her lips and checking her breath with one hand, in the other hand she has a cup. She then slides back in with a big smile on her face. "Open up."

"What?" I ask her while laughing.

"Open up." She repeats.

I open my mouth and try not to choke laughing when Brittany starts to run her index finger, which has toothpaste on it, over my back teeth. This is why I love her dorky ass so much, this isn't the first time and probably won't be the last time she finger brushes my teeth.

"Close and smile." She winks at me.

I close my mouth and smile brightly as she uses her middle finger, which has toothpaste on it as well, to brush the front of my teeth. I stare deep in her eyes the entire time and wonder how I haven't laughed myself to death the past 5 years.

"Rinse." Brittany then states while handing the cup which has mouthwash in it.

I take a sip of the mouth wash and swish it around before spitting it out in the cup she hands me. I then check my breath and nod in approval.

"Breath check?" She suggests.

"On three." I tell her. "One…two…three…." I count out slowly before we both open out mouths wide and breath on the other.

"I think we are safe and ready for some sweet lady kisses now." Brittany smiles before laying back down. She first kisses my left eye lid. "Thank you for not one." She then kisses My right eye lid. "Not two." She kisses my left dimple, since I'm blushing right now. "Not three." She kisses my Right dimple. "Not four." She then stares in my eyes before placing the sweetest kiss ever on my lips. "But for five awesomely, amazing, fantastic, stupendous, exciting, superb, crazy, sexy years of cuddles, mouth watering meals, hugs, dork dates, love, and marriage." She smiles before kissing me again. "I love you so much Santana."

"I love you too, honeybee." I smile before pulling her back down on me and deepening the kiss. i open my legs so Brit can settle between them as she begins to kiss my neck while rolling my tank up.

"Did I forget mind blowing sex in my list?" Brittany asks as she slides my shirt over my head, and then takes hers off.

i nod and lift my body up to allow her to slip my thong down. "You did, but I'm willing to forgive you." I tease her. "For a small fee."

Brittany's slides her boy shorts down and settles back between my legs, resting her arms on the side of me so she can hover over me. "Well..." She whispers. "What is my fee?"

"I'm sure you'll figure it out." I wink at her. Brittany then licks my nose and starts to laugh. "Dork." I laugh at her while wiping my nose off.

She laughs and we have one of our epic funny face wars, the fact that we do these both we have sex sometimes is crazy, but we have been them lately. I start to slowly run my hands up and down Brittany's bare back while I think of my first face.

"You're up first Chef Sanny." Brittany smiles as she starts to slowly rock into me.

I moan quietly at the first contact between our cores as my eyes slam shut briefly. I then open my eyes and cross one eye at her. She smiles and crosses both of her eyes and sticks her tongue out. i lean up and suck her tongue into my mouth and begin to kiss her hungrily as she starts to rock faster into me.

"Unh." She grunts as she sits up and holds my legs up in the air, open super wide and starts rocking faster into me. She quickly reattaches our lips together and slowly molds our lips together.

"You feel so good, cupcake." Brittany moans out while breaking the kiss and kissing on my neck, I wrap my legs around her waist, pulling her closer into me and start to rock up into her quickly.

"Keep going, keep going." I pant out while sinking my nails into her back. "Fuck!" I scream out as Brittany starts to grind into me faster and harder. I feel her heart start to pound through her chest and into mine, and I smile as my heart starts pound in sync with hers.

"I'm close, Santana!" Brittany rushes out as she she explodes on me, and starts panting loudly while placing hot, wet open mouth kisses on my neck, I climax moments later and hold her tightly as she keeps rocking lazily to bring us both down. She then moves over to my mouth and kisses me once more, before rolling to the side of me and catching her breath.

"Amazing." I breathe out as it run my head and kiss her on the forehead, before I use the sheet to wipe the sweat off of her face

Brittany finally starts breathing at a normal rate and smiles at me. "I have an idea." She states with a smirk While propping herself up on her elbow and running her fingers around my hardened nipple.

"What?" I ask her as I grab her hand and start to kiss her finger tips.

"You'll see." She smiles as she gets on all fours and kisses me, she then starts to kiss a trail down my body, teasing her tongue around my breast, kicking down the valley between my breast, down to my stomach where she carefully plants soft kisses, and finally to my core. She opens my legs and starts to lick slow and deep through my folds.

"Whew..." i moan out as my back arches off the bed. Brittany then turns around so her butt is basically in my face and continues to lick me slowly.

"69?" I ask her with a big smile.

She nods but doesn't respond, she instead slides her tongue deep inside of me and curls it.

"Jesus!" I scream out. "Lower your butt." I tell her as I grab her ass and start to massage while placing gentle kisses on it. I playfully slap her on the a butt a few times, which causes her to moan into me and vibrate my whole inside.

She opens her legs wider and I pull her down so I can stay laying flat and begin to suck on her c!it first. I suck a little harder and smirk when she stops pleasuring me, and her legs start to shake a little.

The both of us find a nice rhythm of slowly licking the other skillfully, our moans are turning each other on more and more and Brit starts to drip on my face so I know I have her right on the edge. "Ready?" I ask her when I stop for the moment , but keep massaging her butt.

"I know you're close." She states Before kissing firmly inside of me and blowing softly.

I plunge right in and start sucking on her hard before I start pumping my tongue in and out Of her deeply. I feel Brittany start to shake harder, so I reattach my lips to her clit one finally time and suck hard, which causes her to explode in my mouth, and for her to hungrily start licking and slurping On me. I peak a moment later, and scream out at the top of my lungs when Brittany doesn't stop and I come at least two more times.

"Oh my God, oh my God." I pant out when she lays back next to me and holds me tightly.

"Happy anniversary beautiful," is the last thing I hear before I fall asleep to Brittany kissing on my neck.

I finally wake up when I get the urgent need to pee. I jump out of bed and sprint to the bathroom and just make it in time. When I come back out, I see Brittany still fast asleep, laying on her stomach, her hand now outstretched on my side of the bed. I grab my robe and put it on before I kiss her on the cheek and head out of the bedroom to see what damage Chef and Brownie have done.

We don't have to take them out anymore, since Brit had a doggy door installed to the roof, and spent hours training them to go to the roof and to the enclosed area to handle their business and come back in. Chef is a pro at it, but Brownie sometimes forgets and we have small accidents, but she'll usually follow Chef when he goes.

As soon as I step foot out of the bedroom I hear toys squeaking and drop before I hear the jingle of collars as my babies come running full speed towards me.

"Well good morning, Mr. Chef and Miss Brownie." I smile at them and head to the kitchen to get their food and fill their bowls. I check the water jugs in their bowls and see they are pretty full so I don't have to refill them. I open the blinds and let the gorgeous, yet fuckin hot August sun in the penthouse. I look out at the New York skyline and sigh. I still don't believe I live in a huge penthouse in New York, I have an amazing wife fast asleep in the bedroom, we are both successful in our careers, we don't have money worries, we are surrounded by great friends, and I truly wake up with a smile on my face everyday. I'm so blessed.

I pop a decaf coffee cup in the Keurig and pull out fruit to make Brittany a smoothie. I scan the fridge and make her a kiwi, raspberry, and apple smoothie. I toss in some ginger for that extra bite that she loves and pull out ingredients to make my wife a big breakfast.

I'm going to make us steak and egg pockets, with hash Browns, seasons breakfast potatoes, homemade applesauce that I made a few days ago, and a refreshing cranberry mimosa. I pull out the steak I marinaded last night in the Chipotle lime sauce, and light the indoor grill just as my coffee is ready. I take a quick sip and get to work.

once the grill is lit I place the steak away from the fire, so it doesn't cook too fast. I pull out the deep fryer and fill it with oil, so it's nice and hot when I'm ready for it. I then grab green, red, and yellow peppers, and a few onions and dice them up and toss them in a bowl off to the side. I get the crescents rolls out and lay them flat on a pan, brush them with butter, and set them to the side. I'm still a super clean freak when I cook, so I'm rinsing bowls out and washing dishes while I'm cooking, and I'm sure I look like a crazy person, but I just can't have a dirty kitchen while I'm cooking, it damn near repulses me.

After I scramble 5 eggs, I take the steak off the grill and see its about medium cooked, which is perfect for this dish, so I quickly slice the steak in strips and place the strips int he rolls, I add the peppers and onions, a scoop of scrambled eggs, and some shredded pepper jack cheese, I then fold the dough in a square and a sprinkle a little sea salt and brush it with butter and place them in the deep fryer.

I get some frozen potatoes out and toss them in a skillet with a little olive oil, and some Cajun pepper, more onions and peppers and let that cook as well, even though we are having dough I still toast some of the cinnamon raisin bread i made yesterday morning, because I know Brit loves it, she basically ate the while loaf yesterday.

45 minutes later I have a amazing brunch set up for us on the roof. We bought a umbrella table earlier this summer, I thought it would be nice to eat outside so I set everything up for us. I grab a rose from the vase by the door and go to the bedroom and sit on th edge of the bed, I pull a rose petal off and run it down Brittany's exposed back while kissing her in the shoulder. She opens her eyes slowly and stares at me.

"Come have breakfast with me." I state sweetly before kissing her on the cheek and setting the rose next to her on the bed.

"Ok." She nods.

I wink at her and leave a trail of rose petals up to the roof, where I have a big bouquet of star burst lilies for Brittany for our anniversary. She comes up to the roof a fe minutes later and smiles brightly when I jump up and greet her at the door. I grab her hand and lead her to the table, where I pull out her chair for her and place her napkin on her lap.

"This looks so amazing." She gushes.

"Thanks." I blush as I lift my champagne flute. "How about a toast?"

Brittany quirks her eyebrow at me. "Are you drinking?" She ask me while lifting her glass.

"No, I have ginger ale and cranberry juice, you have champagne." I assure her.

She sighs in relief. "Good, a toast, to the past five years of martial bliss and to next 5 years, and 5 years after all, and so on." She smiles before we clink glasses and take a sip before we kiss quickly.

"I hope you like it." I tell her when she picks up one of steak pockets.

"I like everything you cook, baby, I'm sure it's great, it's looks good." She winks and she takes a sip "Whoa it's eggs in here!" She says happily. "I was kind of sad you didn't make eggs but this is even better." She adds before taking another bite.

"Seriously?" I ask with a smile,

Brittany takes another bite and gives me the thumbs up sign. "Did you want to do anything special today?" She asks before taking a sip of her mimosa and eating a forkful of potatoes. "Or just hang around he house?"

"Feel like going for a walk around Central Park?" I ask her before taking a bite myself.

"Sure." She nods. "With Chef and Brownie?"

"Yeah, they can play at the park for a while." I nod.

"You needs. Nap first, I see bags forming under your eyes." She smiles. "How about we cuddle on the couch for a little bit, you take a small nap, then we hit the park?"

I try to stifle my yawn but it's no use. "Sounds perfect." I agree while nodding. We finish breakfast with random conversation about any and everything. I told Brit I was going to cook us dinner tonight, but she informed me she already made us dinner reservations, so good thing I didn't start prepping anything this morning. She also reminded me that she told me last week she made reservations for tonight, but I must have forgot, since I've been forgetting a lot of things lately; it's not a shocker.

Brittany eats her last scoop of potatoes so I place a small blue box on the table. "Happy Anniversary." I smile at her.

"Tiffany's box?" Brittany beams. "Fancy pants." She laughs as she opens it. "Oh my God, Santana, this is gorgeous." She breathes out as she stares at the blue diamond pendant necklace I bought her.

I smile brightly as her eyes dance and twinkle. "You like it?"

"Of course, thank you so much, cupcake." She smiles. "Will you put it on me?"

I nod and stand up quickly to walk around the table and put it on her. After I close the clasp I kiss her on the cheek and move to sit back down but she grabs my wrist.

"Thank you, so much." She smiles before pulling me down to kiss me.

"You're welcome." I reply before sitting back down.

Brittany then digs in her robe pocket and sets a black velvet box on the table. "This is for you."

I open and it see a diamond necklace. "Brit..." I shake my head because it has to be at least 3kt worth of diamonds on it.

"It's a 5kt diamond necklace." She explains. "One karat for each year we've been married." She continues while standing up and placing the necklace on me.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I rush out with a big smile.

"You're welcome." She smiles. "And I'm going to clean up breakfast for you too." She winks while starting to clear the dishes.

"We can do it together." I laugh while standing up and grabbing the remaining dishes and following her inside.

Even though we have a dishwasher, top of the line mind you, whenever Brit and I clean up the kitchen together, we always wash the dishes by hand, it's a way for us to spend some time together I guess. I'm washing and handing everything to Brittany to dry when there's a knock on the door.

"I'll get it." I tell her while drying my hands off and going to the door. I open the door and see a delivery man and sign for the package. I reach in the drawer of the table next to the door and hand him a $5 tip before walking in living room and setting the box on the table. "Brit!" I call out as Chef and Brownie begin to sniff the package, and Brownie begins to lick it.

"Hey, this isn't yours." I tell her while scratching behind her ears and laughing.

"Whoa, what's in the box?" She asks.

"This isn't from you?" I ask her.

"No." She shakes her head and walks over to me.

"Well, who the hell is it from then?" I ask as Brittany sits next to me on the couch and starts to tear open the wrapping paper.

"Only one way to find out." She shrugs.

We open the box and a ton of damn confetti pops out every fuckin where, and a number 5 slowly rises to the top. "What the hell?" I laugh.

"So cool." Brittany beams while clapping.

I dig in the box and see a DVD, a card, and a large manilla envelope. "Should we read the card first?"

Brittany nods, so I open the card and read it out loud for the both of us.

5 years ago today, our families joined and became one. We didn't lose daughters, but we were lucky enough to gain a daughter in the process. In the past 5 years you both have been an example of true love, not only for one another but for yourselves as well. You have made us proud in so many ways and facets of life, that we are bursting at the seams, and it's hard not to brag about our two success daughters taking New York by storm.

Keeping with the theme of the number 5, we have some home videos of each of you from when you were 5 years old, and the manilla envelope is full of some of your masterpieces from when you were 5 year old as well.

Happy anniversary ladies, and here's to many more.

We love you both.

Sharon Pierce, Ricardo and Marisol Lopez

"Sweetest gift ever!" I scream out while grabbing the manilla envelope and pulling out the pictures and craft projects Brit and I made when we were kids while she put the DVD in the. "Look at this stuff, babe." I laugh as I hold up a cotton ball sheep that Brittany made in kindergarten.

"I was so talented." She laughs while sitting down next to me and laughing as she grabbed the sheep from me. "Although it looks more like a horse." She frowns.

I lean into her embrace and laugh. "It's cute." I assure her as I kiss her on the cheek. "Look at my rainbow." I laugh while holding up the black, grey, and white picture.

"That's not a rainbow." Brittany laughs while grabbing the picture. "Rainbows are colorful."

"I told you when we first met, my favorite color was black." I shrug.

"Even as a child?" Brittany frowns.

"Yep." I smile.

Brittany laughs as we pull out more pictures we made and look at the pictures our parents took of some of our other picture and projects that they didn't send.

"Let's check out the DVD." Brittany suggests while grabbing the remote off the table. "Hey Lord Tubbington!" She then says happily as the he slowly walks past. He stops momentarily and walks back by us and walks through Brittany's legs, letting out a low purr before going on his way. Brownie and Chef run up to him, he simply ignores them and keeps walking by.

"Your cat is a bitch." I laugh out. "I don't think he likes Brownie."

"He's not a bitch." Brittany says while popping me on leg with a smile. "He just likes to be alone." She states.

"Yeah, whatever." I laugh while cuddling in her side as the video starts.

"My name is Santana Lopez, and I'm going to sing Somewhere Over The Rainbow." 5 year old Santana says into the screen before blowing a kiss to the audience. Damn, I was so cute as child.

"You were so adorable." Brittany gushes as she kiss me on the forehead and we watch me belt out the song on stage, the video then switches to Brittany, playing the swan in The Ugly Duckling.

"Me?" I smile. "Look at your little tutu!" I gush. "If we have a daughter she's going to be so damn cute." I tell her.

"Yeah she would be." Brittany agrees.

We spend the next hour or so watching the video and calling our parents to thank them, I lie down on the couch to take a nap, while Brittany finishes cleaning up the kitchen for me.

"Come on Brit, you aren't supposed to be working today, the school year hasn't even started yet." I pout while leaning against her desk in the office.

"I just want to finish this paragraph, the limo isn't even here yet, Santana." Brittany tells me. "You look amazing." She smiles.

"Thank you, and come on B, it's our anniversary." I pout again. Brittany has been working on a proposal to get a grant for better funding for the school she works at, which is beyond poor. So poor, that Brittany buys school supplies and books for the classes she teaches, so she supplies her students with whatever book she is having the class read, she buys them notebooks and binders, and we made a donation of 45 ipads, that we were able to use as a tax write off, so her kids can use the internet in her class for different projects. She brings them all home every night, which is a pain, but the area that school is in, just isn't safe.

"Britttttt." I wine out a little louder.

Brittany laughs and saves her document and turns off the computer. "I'm sorry." She smiles while standing up and hugging me tightly. "I like your dress." She tells me while looking me up and down. I have on a relatively tight red dress, that she bought me a few weeks ago when she went to Chicago for a teacher convention.

"My wife bought it for me, isn't she awesome?" I tell her as I link my hands behind her neck.

"Yeah she is." Brittany nods before kissing me as her phone vibrates. "Limo is here."

We pull up to the restaurant 20 minutes later and they lead us to a private room, as soon as we walk in we hear "Happy Anniversary" yelled out by Rachel, Puck, Quinn, Lio, Mercedes, and Mathias. Ashely comes running over to us and hugs me tightly.

"Happy Anniversary!" She smiles out.

"Thank you sweetheart." I respond quickly while hugging her back. "Jeez, did you grow since I saw you last week?" I tease.

"I don't know." She laughs before hugging Brittany tightly.

We go around the room and great everyone. Puck and Rachel now have a 3 year old son, Joseph, who is beyond adorable. Lio and Quinn married a few months after Brit and I did in a huge fairy tale wedding, Quinn made a gorgeous bride, and I couldn't be happier for them, they've been trying for kids for the past year, but no luck so far; they are both super busy with their careers so I don't think they are in a big rush. Lio now works on Wall Street, and Quinn now has her own private practice and is finally putting her psychology degree to use. Mercedes and Mathias have an on again, off again relationship. I'm assuming they are on again so they are here together, without dates. Mathias works an an independent graphic designer, he's done billboards, and logos for a ton of companies in New York and gets more and popular by the day. Mercedes gave up her dreams of being a singer, and is now a talent scout for Sony Records. She flies all over to find the next big singing sensation and loves it. Thanks to her I've gotten some high profile customers, so I owe her huge.

"I ordered champagne for everyone." Puck announces to the room.

"Thanks." Brittany smiles while pulling my chair out for me and kissing me on the cheek.

Joseph comes running over to me and climbs in my lap, Brittany grabs him just as he almost steps on my stomach and begins to pepper kisses to his face as the waiter comes out and pours champagne for everyone. I place my hand over my glass when he gets to me.

"Do you have ginger ale?" I ask the waiter, he nods and tells me he'll grab it for me in a moment.

Quinn raises an eyebrow at me. "Not drinking?"

I shake my head. "No thanks."

"Why?" She asks.

"I'm not a lush like you." I shrug while taking a sip of my water.

"Bullshit, aren't you the one that got so drunk in Mexico this summer you were dancing on the bar while Brittany poured tequila straight in your mouth." Quinn laughs.

"Santana was sick this morning, so she probably just wants ginger ale to keep her stomach okay." Brittany interjects as she takes her seat next to me.

"Thank you." I whisper in her ear.

She turns her head and kisses me on the lips tenderly and winks at me.

"Dinner is on us tonight." Lio states. "Let's eat, drink, and celebrate my baby cousin's anniversary." He smiles before kissing Quinn on the cheek.

"You two aren't too far behind us." Brittany tells him while placing her hand on my thigh.

"Big plans?" I ask them while buttering some bread for Brit and I, I place her bread on her plate and start to eat mine quickly.

"We are going to Hawaii." Quinn smiles. "I can't wait to get away for a week, and just lay out on the beach."

"Jealous." Mercedes smiles.

"Weren't you just in Cali?" I laugh out at her.

"Yeah, your point?" Mercedes smiles.

"Can we go to Hawaii, mommy?" Ashley asks Rachel.

Rachel hands her and Joseph a piece of bread and smiles. "Maybe next year for spring break, honey." She tells her before glancing up at Puck, who nods in approval and takes a long sip of his beer.

Puck recently opened Molasses 2, an identical bar to Molasses on the other side of town, and he owns Rachel's which is an upscale lounge in Manhattan with live music. Rachel cut her Broadway career when she got pregnant with Joseph, and now owns a children's theater company. Brit and i went to a few plays that the company put on, and Rachel has some talented kids there, I was thoroughly impressed.

"Do you want to share the prawns?" Brittany asks me.

"Umm, sure." I reply softly.

"Are you okay?" She asks quietly.

"I'm okay." I tell her while quickly drinking some water. "What is that smell?" I then ask her.

Brittany and I look around the table and see Quinn putting on lotion.

I hold my napkin to my mouth and close my eyes tightly.

"Quinn is your lotion vanilla?" Brittany asks her.

"Yeah, did you want some?" She smiles. "My hands have been so dry all week."

"No, we don't want any." I snap at her. "Close the damn bottle."

"Whoa." Quinn frowns.

"Something against vanilla lotion?" Mercedes laughs while taking a sip of her champagne.

"San..." Brittany whispers in my ear as she scoots closer to me and places her hand on my stomach and starts rubbing slowly. "Drink a little ginger ale." She tells me.

I nod and take a few sips. "I have to get out of here, I'll be back when the vanilla smell is gone." I say quickly while jumping up and running out the room.

I speed walk outside and deeply breathe in the fresh air while fanning my face.

"Santana?" I hear Brittany call out.

"I'm by the bushes." I reply weakly.

Brittany comes rushes over with a glass of water. "Here, baby." She says while handing me the glass and placing a cool, damp cloth napkin on the back of my neck. I close my eyes tightly after taking a few sips. "Do you want to go home?" She asks me while rubbing my back.

"No." I shake my head. "I'm okay." I then confirm to her after a few more minutes of Brittany fanning me with a menu.

"Are you sure?" She asks me.

I smile and look up at her. "I'm okay, just make sure Quinn puts that damn lotion up."

"Got it." Brittany smiles before hugging me. "Let's go eat dinner."

After explaining twice to the table that I was fine, and my stomach has been a little queasy all day, and threatening Quinn with my salad fork, we were able to enjoy dinner, and some of the best prawns and the juiciest chicken Marsala I've ever had. Everyone talked about their upcoming work projects and some personal stories as well, before Brit and I decided to head home for the night with the promise of having everyone over for dinner in a the next couple of weeks.

Brit and I are cuddled on the couch watching old episodes of Boy Meets World so we are totally prepared for Girl Meets World when it starts in a few weeks, when I forgot about the last part of Brittany's gift. I'm laying on her shoulder, with my legs across her lap, she has on hand wrapped around my waist and resting on my thigh, and her other hand is resting on my stomach.

"Feel like some dessert?" I ask her.

"Sure." Brittany replies. "I'll make us a chocolate ice cream sundae."

"I made us something special." I tell her as I swing my legs off her lap and head to the kitchen, Chef and Brownie are right on my heels of course. I reach in the cabinet and hand them both a treat, perfect for their size. Chef looks at how big Brownie's bone is and then up to me. "She's bigger than you." I tell him. "Don't be greedy." I then laugh as they run out of the kitchen together.

I pick up the two cupcakes I made us with the edible number 5 sugar pieces and carry them to the living room.

"Whoa." Brittany smiles when I hand her the peanut butter flavored cupcake, with chocolate mousse filling, and chocolate fondant. "You are so amazing with fondant." She smiles.

"Culinary school was a great investment." I nod as I take a bite.

"Your recent peanut butter fetish has become so interesting." She laughs after she takes a bite of the cupcake.

"You don't like it?" I ask her.

"I love it, it's like eating a Reese's cup." She laughs.

"Well it's not my fault the baby loves peanut butter." I tell her while resting my hand on my stomach.

"You know you can't blame Baby Pierce for everything." Brittany laughs while placing her hand on mine and leaning down to kiss my stomach.

"I don't, just for the peanut butter craving." I laugh as I finish my cupcake in another two bites. Brittany laughs and hands me hers. "You sure?" I ask her as I take it.

She nods. "Go for it. I want both of my babies to have whatever they want." She smiles while now rubbing my stomach.

"When do you think I'll start showing?" I ask her.

Brittany leans over me and picks up one of the baby books we have on the table. "Well, you just hit 3 months today, so maybe soon." She smiles. "When do you want to tell everyone?"

"Soon." I shrug. "I like our little surprise for now."

"Cool." Brittany smiles before kissing me on the cheek.

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Check out A Dollar and A Dream: The Paris Snapshots to follow their engagement trip to Paris, which picks up right at the original story ends. It's a short like story...only 5 chapters long, with shorter chapters.