Okey, guys) First english fic ever. I own nothing but mistakes (sorry). *for thoughts

*Please, be one more day, please...*

"I love you,- I find myself whispering again and again, - I love you and I'm ready to save you everyday till the end of my life, just please, God, please, give me one more day for that."

It's 00:04 and you're still in my arms, you're here with me like i wished all this time, time that was standing still until now. I'm holding your yet warm body, I can't hear you're breathing… nothing but the sirens. They're coming, they're already here filling air and my heart with desperation. They make my life meaningless, they want to take you away from me, this time forever. And it will be tomorrow this time, damn, it already is, but there will not be another day for me, not without you.

As i got up from my knees i already miss your warmness. Cops and medics are on their way to you. But i know it's late, because I'm late and only I'm meant to be your savior, my sleeping beauty. I'm coming slowly to the crowd, trying to disappear, trying not to bring any attention to me, although I really don't care anymore. I should find a way to get another chance, chance for you, chance for us. But somebody's hand stopped me, it's paramedic, young guy's asking if I'm okey...*no, im not, and probably, never will be. "Yes"- I breathed out in reality. But he's still insisting me to go for the regular check, he's smiling awkwardly, it's like he's asking me for a favor and I complied, I didn't know why, but I wanted to go with him, I trusted him.

Suddenly i realized we're not in ambulance anymore, it's long hall or something, lightning's poor and all I can see - two walls. Nobody's here, at first I even thought I gone deaf, coz there're no noises at all, I would've decide I was alone but I still could fill paramedic's hand on my shoulder. Suddenly hall ended as soft and deep voice called my name: "Santana". I was lost forwords.

it's all so surreal I can't even...although what can be more shocking then living almost for two months in one day, and let me say, not the best one?

"We don't have all day, you know, - voice appeared again, - although, - he laughed a bit- i forgot you do".

"Who the hell..."- question popped up in my head.

-It doesn't matter at all, you people never gonna get "the universe thing", as you called it, it would've taken all the time in the world for you to understand that and even you, Santana, don't have so much time plus I bet u got smth more interesting to think about instead, right?

-I…I don't know who...*What is happening? It fills strange, like smth's in my head or …someone. Damn, hurts. I can't...

-Don't fight it...Now you know what I am.

- I need... *my head's gonna explode.

-One more chance? Yeah, you do, like an air. But wait, weren't u the one asking to stop it all?

-No! I only wanted my life back!

-Well, you have it now, don't you, Santana?

- But not this way! *Brittany...

- It's not that simple, Santana.

- Who said "SIMPLE"? What's the deal anyway? I'm so tired…of this games…of everything.

-That's why I made it stop.

-That's…NO. Why the hell am I here?

-U're talking to me.

-Not here. HERE. IN THIS FREAKING DAY?

-You know why. You wished for it.

-But I was meant to save her! And she's dead now. I was meant to not let this happen. That's why I'm here?!

-You're wrong, Santana.

-What? *it can't be...no...* How?

-Well, If I spin the time once more…?

-Please, I'll pay any price *I have to save her.

-Well, you asked for a chance and I'm giving you a choice of two: you can leave things like this, live normal life from now on and every day will be different…

- But, Brittany….

- Or you can go back to the day you hate the most and stay there forever saving Brittany over and over again.

- Isn't any... Why can't I save her and..?

- I'm not the devil with the contract for you soul, Santana. And I'm not the almighty God. Things like this happen for a reason. I've already stopped the time for you two. It's all I can do. I can change nothing…

- I'll do it myself! I just need one more…

-No. I can't let you do this either… for the sake of all humanity, for the balance of worlds. Nothing will change the fact that yesterday was last day of her life. So, what's your call? You can save her in that day and stay there or let her die and move on, there's no other option, Santana, there'll never be.

*There will not be another day for me, not without you, Brittany*

- There is no future for me if she isn't there.

- Hm, I guess, be careful what you wish for.