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Full Summary: Santana's been diagnosed with a rare disease and is admitted in the hospital. Brittany gets assigned to be her nurse. As time goes on, Santana gets attached to Brittany in more ways than one. What will Brittany do now that Santana needs her more than ever?

Chapter 1

"Oh shit! I'm late!" Brittany exclaimed, throwing off the covers and dashing to te bathroom. It was her first day as a nurse at the Lima General Hospital and she was going to be late. It was now 8:32 and her shift should have started ten minutes ago. Her alarm was set to go an hour ago but she happened to be too deep asleep to notice. She cursed Puck in her head silently. He was the one to got her to drink the night before. It was her best friend's birthday last night and they spent a good few hours in a bar until late night. Everyone (led by Puck) pressured her to let loose and have fun knowing she had work the following day. How was she going to stop herself from drinking with all that pressure? So here she was: running late for her first day at work while suffering a massive hangover.

She rushed to the bathroom and got ready; taking a quick shower and throwing on a good pair of jeans dnd a T-shirt. The blonde left her hair down and planned to let it dry naturally. Her hair was pretty anyway and she didn't exactly have the time to style it. She grabbed her bag from her bed and looked at herself in the mirror. 'You can do this. You're amazing. You're the Fierce Pierce.' she thought to herself as she grabbed her bag, yelled a quick goodbye to her roommate, and left the apartment.

Brittany hopped in her car and pulled up from their driveway carefully. She knew she was already too late but that didn't mean she was going to take the risk of getting into a car crash just because she was late for work. She was twenty three years old and she had a huge life ahead of her. She could feel it. She's wanted to be a doctor all her life and now she was going to get the chance. It was the first stepping stone to her success. She really did care about people a lot and was good with blood and stuff so she knew that someday she would end up as one. Many people don't exactly believe in her abilities though.

Back in high school, she wasn't really the sharpest tool in the box. She's made careless mistakes and was known as the typical dumb blonde. She was kind of made popular by it, really, even if she did just fail one class. She just kind of went with the flow even though she knows herself that it wasn't true. She sighed at the nostalgic memories as she parked at the staff parking in the hospital. She sure did hope that the people there were nice. She wouldn't have known what to do if they weren't.

The blonde stood in front of the hospital's automatic siding doors and felt a tinge of fear and excitement. This was her first real job and it was the beginning of her adventure to Doctor-ism. She took a deep breath and walked in through the doors, greeted by the full and air conditioned scent of the hospital. She walked to the reception, in which a small brunette who was scribbling furiously on her clipboard, was stationed.

"Hi." Brittant greeted, smiling at the brunette.

"Hello there. Name please?" the brunette greeted withban equally wide smile on her face.

"Brittany S. Pierce. It's my first day today but I was kind of running late." the blonde scratched the back of her head bashfuly and gave the receptionist a shy smile.

"Oh yes! You're here on my list. Oh, how rude of me. My name is Rachel Berry. Nice to meet you, Brittany." she extended her hand out which the blonde hesitantly took and shook her hand.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you too."

"Alright. So according to my list, you have been assigned to a patient already. Since it's just your first day, you will only be observing how the patient is doing and attending to their needs." Rachel explained looking over the blonde's outfit, biting her bottom lip. "Have you got any scrubs?"

"Oh yes! I scrubbed this morning..?" Brittany sai hesitantly, finding it weird that she was asked that question in a place like this.

"No, sweetie. I meant scrubs, like, the hospital clothes?" Rachel gestured to what she was wearing, chuckling lightly.

"Oh! Right.. Umm.. No? Do I need them right away?" Brittany asked, unsure. She was worried. What if she was giving them a bad first impression. She was sure she was to lose her job on the first day.

"Don't worry. It's okay. You don't need them today. You do tomorrow though. Make sure you get them then." she gave Brittany a reassuring smile. "Oh, and here. It's a patient observance sheet. Every new nurse is required to fill one out on the first day, hence the observing." she handed the blonde a sheet of paper with questions on it and a pen.

"Lunch break is at noon and your shift ends at 7pm. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Rachel smiled again. She really seemed like a friendly person. Brittany thought she was really nice.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Now go on. Enjoy your first day." she said as the phone rang. She answered it and started another conversation.

Brittany looked down at the sheet, guessing that that was probably the end of the conversation. The questions abour the questions were quite basic. Nothing too complicated but they grow harder and harder every question. She glanced down at the bottom of the sheet and guessed that that question was probably the hardest of them all. It was a question asking her what she thought the patient's disease was. How was she going to find out all this in one day? She then looked up at the top of the sheet and found her patient's details.

Patient: Lopez, Santana. Sex: Female. Age: 22. Room: 133

That was all it said about the patient. The fac. that she was only twenty-two gave Brittany hope that they might have things in common and end up being friends. She was kind of excited now but still can't help the uneasy feeling in her stomach. What if Santana didn't like her? Now, that would be a huge problem. She sighed deeply and me her way to the elevator.

Once the elevator opened, Brittany saw a pretty blonde girl with short hair. She was wearing what Brittany assumed was 'scrubs' and figured that she was working in the hospital as well. The pretty girl gave her a smile and beckoned her to come in. Brittany gave an awkward wave and stepped inside.

"So you visiting someone?" the pretty blonde asked, smiling at the other blonde.

"Nope. I'm a new nurse. It's my first day today."

"Oh! Well, in that case, I'm Quinn Fabray. I work with the newborns in the nursery." she extended her hand and Brittany took it, shaking her hand in acknowledgement.

"Brittany S. Pierce. Speaking of which, do you happen to know where room one hundred thirty three is?"

"Yes, of course! I'm on break now so I can take you there." she grinned as she walked out of the elevator. "Come along then. We don't have all day."

Quinn led Brittany through the quiet, white walled halls of the hospital, constantly being stared at by other passing people wearing scrubs. The nostalgic feeling comes onto Brittany again as she remembered her first day if high school. Her first day of work in this hospital strongly reminded her of that. Her heart was beating faster and faster each step she took. It was only a matter of minutes now before she meets Santana. The blonde imagines her as a brunette with Spanish features, guessing from her name. But of course, she could be wrong. She was so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't notice halt to a stop and bumped right into her.

"Uh, sorry, Quinn." she apologised, feeling embarassed.

"It's alright. You're looking for room one three three, right?" Quinn asked. Brittany nodded.

"Here we are then. Santana, right?"

Brittany nodded again. "Do you know anything about her?" she asked, biting her bottom lip.

"Not much, really. The girl's really mysterious. All I know is that she's been here since like, three years ago and has been really ill ever since. She doesn't eat much. We have to give her her fluids by stucking a needle into her veins. Hm, that's about it, from what I know of."

"Thanks, Quinn." Brittany smiled. At least she knew at least a little bit now.

"No problem. Just don't expect her to talk much though. She's not a big fan of that."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Well, my break is ending soon so I'll see you at lunch, alright?" Quinn said, looking at the time on her wristwatch.

"Okay. Thanks a lot for helping me." Brittany smiled gratefully.

"You're welcome. I'll see you later, Brittany." Quinn waved and walked away, leaving the taller blonde standing in front of Santana's door.

Brittany walked into the white walled room, surprised at how lonely it felt. It was pretty much empty except for the furniture the hospital provided: a couch, a tv, a table, a couple of chairs and a bed, which was currently not occupied. She furrowed her eyebrows. Wasn't the patient supposed to be bed ridden? the television was on with today's weather report, which was muted for some reason. Even with its white walled floors and ceilings, the entire room was dark due to the turned off lights and shut blinds. brittany then felt something she hasn't felt in ages: unwelcomed. The room was giant but it felt claustrophobic to her, in a way.

"Hello?" she called out into the room, hoping to get a glimpse of her patient despite ger nervousness and fright, but nothing came. She entered the room and shut the door behind her, walking into the darkness of the room. She plopped herself down onto the chair beside the bed and notices the light threatening to go through the creaks of the blinds but was still shielded out in such a space. She looked around the room, feeling like she didn't belong again.

Suddenly, the door opened, startling Brittany. She looked over to the door and saw two people standing there: A man dressed in scrubs and a lady who looked like she was in her early twenties. Brittany let her eyes linger on the woman a bit more. She was really pretty. She had dark hair and the most beautiful brown eyes the blonde has seen. Her tanned skin was illuminated by the lights from the halls. Her arms were crossed and her face was crafted into a scowl.

"Here's your patient. Sorry it took so long." the man in scrubs smiled, apologetically, scratching the back of his head.

Brittany looked over the woman again. She wasn't wearing any of those hideous hospital gowns. She had on a pair of jean shorts, a tank top and a checked flannel shirt with sneakers. She didn't look like a patient at all. In fact, the blonde thought she looked anything but ill. That didn't stop her to think she was beautiful though. The patient glanced in Brittany's direction, her face warming slightly when she caught her eye. She turned away immediately, glaring at the man on scrubs. Brittany sighed.

"Santana, meet your new nurse."

A/N:

I hope you all liked the first chapter of 'Stay With Me'! Please let me know if you'd like me to continue via review! or just simply pass a reaction towards the chapter. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated! Please read and review!