"Would you do me a favor? Will you put this in your locker?" Rachel asked pulling her school photo out and showing it to Santana.
"You want me to put a picture of you in my locker?" Santana asked looking at the picture and furrowing her brow.
"Okay well we may not be able to sing together but, we have forty-two days left to at least be friends," Rachel said looking down at the picture. Santana took it and her slightly smirked looking down. "I'm going to give you a hug, it'll be quick," Rachel said nervously, Santana huffed out a laugh and smiled brightly while Rachel hugged her. Rachel started walking away.
"I'll see you in Glee club," Rachel said turning while walking before turning back. Santana continued to look at the picture, turning to where Rachel walked down and looked up watching her. Santana smiled and put the picture in her locker. She smiled at the picture and then turned back to where Rachel had disappeared. She sighed sadly, she wished she could have taken back all those remarks and things that she has done to Rachel over the years away… and be brave enough to come out of the closet. She loved Rachel with everything that she had.
She shook her head and remembered that she needed to grab music sheets from her home before Glee. She pulled out her phone and saw she had thirty minutes before the club started so she headed out to the parking lot and got into her car. She stopped at a red light and leaned back in her chair. Suddenly her phone went off, she looked towards it and then back at the lights. She had time to take a call. She grabbed it and saw it was Rachel and answered.
"Hey," Santana answered.
"Hi Santana, it's Rachel, I need to tell you that Mr. Schue moved up the Glee to start in about five minutes. And also I was wondering if you'd like to possibly do another duet with me? Like for Nationals?" Rachel asked. Santana smiled and was about to answer when she felt something hard and cold pressed against her head. She froze and looked to see a man with his arm through the window, holding a gun to her head.
"Out of the car now, don't try anything funny or I will shoot," he said. She looked at the man's face only to see it covered by a creepy mask. "NOW!" he yelled, making Santana flinch.
"Santana? What's happening?" Rachel asked after she heard yelling. Santana slowly reached over and put her car in park before exiting the car. Before she was able to make it completely out he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out roughly, making her fall to the asphalt. Her phone slid a few feet away. She turned and looked at the man pointing a gun at her and then around. There were multiple different people just standing still in shock and watching. She looked at her phone when she heard Rachel's voice calling to her in a panic. She must have accidentally hit the speaker button. She looked back the man while her pulled down the hammer of the gun. Santana shook her head slowly and tears started rushing down her face.
"Please, don't," Santana begged, her voice breaking as the reality of this situation set in. She saw his teeth shine through the hold for the mouth on the mask.
"Thanks for the car sweetheart," he said before pulling the trigger. She heard a loud bang and felt hot searing pain through her body before numbness set in. She knew her body fell to the ground. She heard muddled screams and voices that sounded like they were distorted from water. Soon she recognized the high pitch noise of the sirens and heavy footsteps rushing to her. She closed her eyes and was engulfed by darkness.