A/N: Thank you to my new beta BornToBeAWriter121.
Disclaimer: I don't own glee.
Chapter One: A Visit to the ER
Leroy Berry glanced at the female police officer standing just outside the door, as he walked into the small exam room. It was a normal occurrence for police to be stationed outside a door, so he didn't really think twice about it. However, the sight that met him upon entering the room, made his blood boil. A male officer was holding down a frightened, struggling young woman, who looked no older than his teenage daughter. There were soft restraints on both of her arms, in addition to her being handcuffed to the bed. Blood was running down her face from an ugly deep cut above her left eye, and she was yelling at the cop in slurred Spanish. What really made him angry though, was that the nurse who was attempting to take care of the girl, was trying to get the cop away from the girl, but to no avail.
Leroy didn't have to see the cop's face to know who he was. He heard stories about him from other doctors, and from his husband. Hiram has been waiting for an excuse to get him kicked off the force for a while now, but the cop has never crossed so far over the line to warrant such an action.
"Get away from my patient. You're hurting her!" Leroy said calmly, as he approached the bed.
"This drunk bitch took another swing at me!" The officer snarled stupidly, not even bothering to look over his shoulder at the doctor.
"I don't care! As you can see, she is restrained. So, back away from her, so that I can treat her." He said remaining calm even though he wanted to physically remove the buff officer. When the officer still wouldn't move he said,
"If you do not remove yourself from my patient, then I'll have no but to report you to your superior."
The cop looked over his shoulder at Leroy and said,
"Fine you can deal with her then." He said backing away from the bed, with his hands up.
"Thank you. Now if you would be as kind as to leave the room; that would be great." Leroy said, and then added, "You're scaring my patient. Feel free to send the other officer in, if one of you must remain attended, but you sir cannot stay."
The cop didn't say anything, instead he just walked out of the room. He knew he was already in enough trouble. Of all the doctors to walk into that room, it just had to be his boss's husband. The female cop entered a moment later.
Leroy walked next to the nurse who was in the process of putting in an IV into the girl's immobile right arm. He looked down at the agitated girl and said, "Hello, I'm Dr. Berry. I'll be treating you. Can you tell me your name while I take a look at this cut?"
The girl just looked at him scoffed, "Ha! Haven't ya heard? I'm Satan." She slurred heavily. "I sure your daughter has told you how evil I am. Of course it's all true. I'm the evilest bitch at McKinley."
"I'm sure that isn't true. This cut is going to need stitches." Leroy said, as he wiped the drying blood off her face. He hoped that he would recognize who this girl was.
"So, you go to school with my daughter ... Are you in the morning Glee club with her?"
"Yeah...Best part of my day actually, but I even managed to screw that up too." Santana said holding her head down as tears started falling down her cheeks, mixing with the blood that Leroy had yet to clean.
"Ahh let me guess you're the gorgeous, fire-y tempered, Latina. That would mean you're Santana. Am I right?" Leroy asked, finally recognizing who the girl was.
"Yeah...Umm she said that about me?" Santana asked, as a fresh set of tears began to fill her eyes.
"Yes, she did. Now I need you to be honest with me okay? How much have you had to drink tonight?"
"Not a single damn drop." She said. If she had been sober he might have believed her, but with her slurring her words it made it hard to believe her.
"Okay, how about the truth this time, because you and I both know that isn't true. Now I can't treat you if I don't know all the facts. Now could you please tell me how much you had to drink tonight?" Leroy said in his best dad voice. It seemed to work because she almost immediately said that she had drank a personal size bottle of Captain Morgan. Leroy looked at the nurse and ask, "Can you get me a banana bag, please?"
"Sure." The nurse replied and then walked out of the room.
"Santana, can you tell me where it hurts?" Leroy asked.
"Not feeling much of anything Doc." Santana replied with a goofy grin plastered on her face.
"I bet you're not." Leroy said with a slight chuckle in his voice; just as the nurse returned with the banana bag. As he hooked the bag up to her IV he explained what it was for.
"Okay, Santana now this will help sober you up, so that we can properly take care of you."
"I don't wanna sober up." Santana slurred, and started fighting against the restraints.
Leroy rubbed Santana's arms gently, trying to calm her down, as he compassionately said, "I know, but it has to be done. I'm going to look you over now to see if I can find anything broken. Is that alright?"
"I don't really have a choice now do I?" Santana grumbled.
"You actually do, however I advise that you to allow me to do the exam. You could have some internal bleeding, or even broken bones. Which we won't know about until we do the exam. So, what do you say? Yah or nah?"
"Whatevs, just do it already." Santana said, hoping that he wouldn't notice anything that could reveal her secret.
Leroy had noticed that Santana was attempting to hold her left arm as close to her body as possible, which was nearly impossible due to the soft restraints still on her arms.
"I'm going to remove the restraints, but you have to promise not to start thrashing again. Can you do that?"
"Whatevs." Santana mumbled getting sleepy.
Leroy removed the restraints, and was happy to see that the girl was still calm. The hand cuffs was still attached to her right arm, but he could work around it for now. As he pulled the shoulder of her gown down he asked her, "Can you tell me what happened to you?"
"I think I got jumped." Santana replied.
Leroy looked over his shoulder at the female cop, silently asking her to explain.
"I found Ms. Lopez in the park over on Peach St. She was sleeping in one of the kid tunnels towards the back. When I woke her up, she freaked out and took off barely running. When my partner tackled her in an attempt to stop her." The cop explained, and they looked toward the door. She took a few steps closer to the bed, and the softly said.
"He shouldn't have done that. She was barely able to walk, let alone run anywhere. He tackled her with his full weight, and then slammed her into the ground a few times when he was cuffing her."
"He broke her collar bone, and cut her head in the process." He said to her.
"What's your name?"
"Officer Haley Bones sir." She replied.
"I saw a large piece of glass on the ground. Right where he slammed her and I think that's where she got the cut from. I didn't like how he was treating her, but it's only my first week on the force and I was shallowing her for a few weeks until I get the hang of it."
"And you have to listen to your partner and not question his motives right?" Leroy said, and the officer looked down at the girl in the bed and nodded her head. He looked at Santana and smiled when he noticed that she was asleep.
"Ann, can you go pull Ms. Lopez's file for me please?" Leroy asked his nurse.
"Sure Leroy." Ann replied, and then disappeared out the door again.
Leroy finished looking over Santana. From as far as he could tell it was just the collar bone that was broken, but he had to wait for the x-rays to tell him if he was right or not. He did notice how dirty Santana was. It seemed like she hadn't had a shower in a couple of weeks. She definitely hadn't shaved, and it looked as though she'd lost weight since he saw her at regionals. He wrote the orders out for the x-rays, as well as an order of morphine for when she woke up. He wanted her to feel relaxed while she was here.
"Here you go Leroy." Ann said as she re-entered the room with the file and a suture kit.
"I grabbed the suture kit while I out there as well."
"Thank you Ann." Leroy said to her.
"Let's do them quick while she's still asleep."
It took Leroy twenty minutes to clean the cut, and sow it back up with four stitches. By the time he had finished, the banana bag was almost empty and Santana was stirring in her sleep as the orderly came to take her to get the x-rays done.
"I have a phone call to make. Is she under arrest?" He asked the police officer.
"Officer Rider read her right's to her, so I am assuming yes, but I don't know what he plans on charging her with." Officer Bones replied.
"Okay, so she going to go up to get x-rays now. You can stay with her, but the cuff has to come off in order to do the test." Leroy said before walking out of the room.
"One more thing sir. It looked like she had been sleeping in that tunnel for a while. She had a pillow and a blanket, along with some personal effects there in there." Officer Bones said.
"I just thought that you should know, in case it helps treat her."
"Thanks." Leroy said as he made his way to the doctor's lounge. It was a slow Tuesday night, Santana was the only patient to come in, which was odd considering it was summer time. Normally this place was crawling with students who did stupid thing out of boredom. Not that he minded. If nothing traumatic happens then he could get home just as Rachel was waking up. However, he had to call his husband and wake him up. Ugh... He didn't want to have to do this, but he felt that this situation with Officer Rider had to be taken care of right away.
Hiram picked up the phone on the sixth ring, and sleepily said,
"Hello."
"Hey babe, I'm sorry I woke you up..." Leroy replied.
"That's okay. Is everything alright?" Hiram asked, suddenly on high alert. Leroy never called him in the middle of the night unless something had happened.
"Well, I'm not sure yet. Two of your officers brought in a Glee-mate of Rachel's a little while ago." Leroy said. "It seems as though as your new rookie Bones found Santana sleeping off a bottle of alcohol in the park on Peach St. When Bones went to wake her up, she got scared and tried to run away when Officer Rider tackled and slammed her to the ground with brutal force. Bones said he used his whole weight on her."
"How badly is she hurt?" Hiram asked sighing. Already knowing that anything that had the name Rider attached to it could never good. Hiram asked again,
"How badly is she hurt?"
"She has a cut on her head, and I believe her collar bone is broken." Leroy replied and the continued,
"Officer Bones also said that it looked like Santana had been sleeping in the park for a while, because she had personal item there. I don't think she's showered in days. She also looks to be malnourished."
"Alright, I'll be there soon." Hiram said and then added, "Maybe I can finally fire the hothead's ass this time."
"Hopefully. I'll see you in a bit. I love you." Leroy said.
"I love you too." Hiram replied and then hung up.
Leroy sat there for a moment thinking about the young girl down the hall, before opening her file. There wasn't much in it, but it did have her emergency contact number. He picked the phone back up and dialed the number for Alma Lopez, who he assumed was Santana's mother. Instead of speaking to a person, the automatic system told him that the number had been disconnected. He dialed the number again just to be sure, and got the same message. He decided to wait until his husband got there, and let him get a number for Santana.
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Hiram had called the station house on his way to the hospital to get the paperwork started on Rider, and as well as to see if he had already put Santana into the system. Unfortunately the angry cop had already started the paper work which means he had no choice, but to charge Santana.
The nurse at the front desk pointed him to Santana's room, where his husband was adjusting the collar bone brace on her. Leroy notice his husband's presence almost immediately.
"Hey." Leroy said as he put Santana's arm into a red sling.
"Santana this is my husband Chief of Police Hiram Berry. He's going to help make sure that you're taken care of."
Since sobering up some, Santana had become somber, and had barely said two words when Leroy spoke to her. In reality she had realized how much trouble she was in, and not just for sleeping in the park and getting drunk. Once they realize why she was there in the first place, they were going to send her to the juvenile detention center or worse. She couldn't handle that.
"Can I leave now?" She question hastily.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you can't do that just yet. Officer Rider has already begun the paper work for your arrest which means you're going to have to come to the station with me." Hiram said.
"What is she being charged with?" Leroy asked.
"Rider has her down for drunk and disorderly, resisting arrest, underage intoxication and two counts of assaulting a police officer." Hiram said calmly, while trying very hard not to let his anger shine through. He may think the charges against her were bullshit, but he still had to keep up appearances in front of his officer.
"Can you tell me why you were in the park?"
"Didn't want to wake up my abuela, by going home, so I crashed in the park. It's not that big of a deal." Santana replied quickly.
"Officer Bones said it looked like you've been crashing there for a while. So, have you?" Hiram asked.
"No, I just leave shit there, so that I can have a place to fuck my boyfriend." Santana said, crudely.
"What is your boyfriend's name?" Hiram asked.
"Why does that matter!" Santana snapped and the added, "Look just leave me the hell alone. If you're going to arrest me than get it over with. I just want to get the hell out of here."
"Fine, I will leave you alone, if you tell me who your boyfriend is?" Hiram bargained.
Santana looked between the two Berry men, before spitting out the first name that came to mind, "Puck."
"Noah Puckerman?" Hiram asked surprise. The boy had been over to his house with the baby a few days ago and never once mentioned that he was seeing anybody again. The Berry men shared a knowing look, and then Hiram said.
"Okay, you get some sleep and I'll be back in the morning."
"Santana, Nurse Ann is going to bring you some food. I want you to eat all of it, while I talk to Hiram. Can you do that for me?" Leroy asked.
"I guess." Santana replied, as she laid back down.
Knowing that was the best he was going to get for now he left the room with Hiram.
"I tried calling her house, but it said that the line had been disconnected." He told him.
"Okay, something isn't right here. I'm going to swing by Mrs. Lopez's house, and then go talk to Noah." Hiram told him.
"When are you going to discharge her?"
"Not until in the morning."
"Okay, I'm going to go to the station later. I'm going to need a written account from when Santana came in. I need it from you and your staff okay?" Hiram said.
"Okay, it will be waiting for you when you get back." Leroy said and then added,
"Did you wake up Rachel before you left?"
"Yeah." Hiram replied and then continued,
"I didn't tell her why I was leaving though. Just that I had a situation to handle. She was very understanding. She's a great kid."
"Yes she is." Leroy said fondly.
"I better get going. I'll call you when I've spoken to both of them. I love you." Hiram said.
"I love you too." Leroy replied.
Leroy went to check on Santana again, before he went to get some food for himself. She was sleeping peacefully, and had apparently fallen asleep before eating, because not a bite of the food was missing. The next time he checked on her, she was still sleeping peacefully. He checked on her every half hour for rest of the night and it was the same.
Normally he would have discharged her as soon as he put the brace on her, but he wanted to give her a chance to sleep off the rest of the alcohol. Plus he was hoping that Hiram could figure out what was going on with her.
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His shift was supposed to end at six and he still hadn't heard from Hiram, which was beginning worry him. Hiram never waited this long to give him something that was supposed to be simple, which lead him to believe that it was far more complicated then he thought. The longer he waited for Hiram to call or return to the hospital, the more and more upset he became.
Hiram finally returned at quarter after seven, and the look he wore made Leroy's stomach drop.
"I know that look. It's your 'I've got something to tell you and you're not going to like it' look."
"Well I do have some good news and some bad news." Hiram said, hoping to lighten the mood.
"Rider has been suspended, and will go in front of the review board in a few weeks. Because he used excessive force on a minor in Santana situation, I've been granted permission to drop the charges."
"Okay, that's good, but what's the bad news?" Leroy asked.
"I spoke to Noah. He was not happy about being woken up either, but he said that he hadn't seen Santana in three weeks. He said that she showed up about a few days after school ended looking to get 'lucky' but he had Beth so, he turned her away."
"There's more isn't it?" Leroy stated.
"Santana is in the custody of her grandmother Alma Lopez, but I can't find her. Her house is up for sale, and it's empty. I have my best detectives looking into where she is, but it might take a few days. Social Services will be here in an hour to take custody of Santana."
"What! What about her parents?" Leroy asked.
"Their dead. Her father killed her mother, aunt, and baby sister ten years ago, before turning the gun on himself." Hiram said sadly.
"What about the rest of her family?" Leroy asked.
"Social Services is looking into it but, from what I've been able to gathered, Alma was the only person in her family who would take custody of her ten years ago." Hiram said.
"Which means that she has nobody." Leroy said solemnly.
"I have to go explain what's going to happen to Santana." Hiram said.
"Okay, I'll come with you." Leroy said.
Santana was awake, and staring intently at the breakfast that Zack, the day nurse, had brought to her. Once Hiram had dismissed Officer Bones from her duties, Leroy said, "Good morning, sleeping beauty, I hope you slept well." Leroy said chipper, trying hard to look sad.
"Best sleep I've had in a while. Think it had to do with those awesome drugs you have me on." Santana said cheekily.
"So are you here to arrest me?"
Hiram went over to the bed and removed the hand cuff that was still attached to her wrist.
"No, Officer Rider was wrong in how he treated you last night. You were just scared, and defended yourself." Hiram said, and then got a serious look on his face.
"Santana, I talked to Mr. Puckerman. He told me he hadn't seen you in three weeks. I need you to tell me why you were in the park." Santana looked like she wanted to cry, but she snappily said, "Because I didn't want to go home."
"You didn't want to, or you couldn't?" Hiram asked. She didn't say anything, but the tears slipping out of her eyes gave him her answer.
"What happened?"
"Nothing!" Santana said and then added,
"I got in a fight with mi abuela, and didn't feel like going home." Hiram looked at Leroy and shook his head slightly in disappointment.
"Santana, I've been to your house. I know your grandmother doesn't live there anymore. So, how about you tell us the truth this time." Santana looked at the men in front of her, with hesitancy.
"She kicked me out, and told me not to come back."
"Why?" Leroy asked. There was the question that Santana didn't want to answer among others. It seemed like a simple question, however, for Santana it was anything but simple. If she answered honestly, and told them that her abuela had caught her having sex with Brittany, then it became real.
"It doesn't matter." Santana grumbled.
"When did she throw you out?" Hiram asked. Santana was quiet for a moment before quietly say,
"The day after we lost at Regionals." Leroy and Hiram shared look of horror.
"That's three months ago." Leroy said.
"Have you been staying in the park the whole time?"
"Mostly." Santana said.
"Sometimes I'd stay in the Cheerio's locker room, or if her parents let me, at my friend Brittany's house."
"Did they know that you couldn't go home?" Hiram asked.
"No, I didn't tell anybody." Santana said.
"Why?" Leroy asked.
"I don't know. I just didn't." Santana lied. The truth was she didn't want Brittany blaming herself. Which she knew she would. In a way Brittany was partly to blame for her getting kicked out of her home, but not really.
Santana knew that her abuela could return home at any given moment and yet she allowed herself to go all the way with Brittany. She loved having sex with Brittany, much more than she was ready or willing to admit. Which is why she could never fault her for any of this.
"How did you get food?" Leroy asked. He knew that she looked malnourished, and want to gage how much she had to eat the last three months.
"I stole small things for the grocery store, and the cafeteria at school and Mrs. Pierce always fed me when I came over."
Leroy looked over at the full tray of food, with a frown. Most teens would have devoured everything on that tray.
"When was the last time you had something to eat?"
"I don't remember." Santana answered truthfully. She had been forced to stay in the park since Brittany had left for camp a few days after school let out. With no power to charge her cell phone or laptop, she had easily lost track of the days, which all seemed to blend together.
"I think it was a few days ago. It's been getting harder to steal from the store. Somebody's always watching me when I go in." Leroy sighed as he shook his head. He made a few notes onto her chart, and the left the room without a word. This was turning out a lot worse than he had originally thought.
Hiram watched his husband leave with a mixture of worry and confusion. It wasn't often that Leroy would leave a room without saying something to him, even when they were in the hospital. The only time he ever does that, was when there was a situation regarding Rachel.
In fact the last time he had done that to Hiram was when Rachel had announced that she had met her birth mother, Shelby Corcoran. Leroy had slipped out of the living room without speaking and call Rachel's therapist. Hiram looked at the young woman in front of him, and frowned. There was something nagging at him. If she was having such a hard time getting food, then how had she been able to obtain a bottle of alcohol?
"Santana, I have a question for you, and I want a straight and honest answer. Do you understand?" Santana nearly quivered at the parental tone in his voice. She didn't fully trust her voice not to betray her true feelings, so she simply nodded her head in understanding.
"Good. I want to know how you obtained the bottle of alcohol," Hiram said, in the same parental tone. A mixture of the question, as well as the parental tone that had asked it, made tears form in Santana's eyes. Hiram was looking at her with piercing eyes, silently telling her to answer him honestly.
"I... ah...um... I..." Santana sputtered out, trying in vain to formulate a vague as possible answer. Her brain felt like it was fill with heavy fog, which made thinking on her feet nearly impossible.
"I...ah...I got a...guy near the liquor store get it for me." There that wasn't so hard. Vague, but completely true. Hopefully he accepted that answer, and didn't divulge any further Santana thought.
"Since you have to steal to get food, I am assuming that you didn't have any money to pay for the alcohol." Hiram said, leading into his next question. He was sure that he already knew the answer, but he need her to confirm it.
"So, Santana what did this man what from you in return?"
Damn, he just had to divulge further. He couldn't have just accepted the answer. It made Santana stomach heave just thinking about what she had to do to get that bottle of Jack. The last thing she wanted to do was speak of those acts out loud. So she stayed silent, and tried to rein in the rapidly falling tears.
Santana's silence cemented the theory that had been going through Hiram's mind, but he needed to hear the actual words from her.
"Santana." He said in a soft caring tone.
"It is imperative that you tell me what that man wanted from you in return."
Santana could not hold it in any longer. Now that she was sober, the shame of what she had done the previous night became too much to handle. A strangled sobbed ripped through her body, as flashes of her shame filtered through her mind. Another sobbed ripped loudly through the small room, and then Santana found herself wrapped in a warm hug. That was how Leroy found them a few minutes later. He set down a bowl of broth, as well as a can of Ensure on Santana's tray, and then placed his hand on his husband's back. They stayed there until Santana calmed down.
Leroy pushed the tray closer to Santana, and told her to sip the entire bowl of broth. Hiram and Leroy slipped out of the room to discuss what Santana revealed in her tears.
Hiram sighed heavily as he slumped down into the nearest chair. He put his head in his hands.
"I hate when I have to deal with the kids in this situation. I just want to take all their pain away, and I can't. I feel so helpless."
Leroy sat down next to Hiram and laid his hand on his husband's back rubbing it.
"I know sweetie. I feel the same way. I think it's worse now because, she's a classmate of Rachel's." Hiram sighed heavily again.
"How long after a sexual encounter will a virus present itself?" Leroy looked at Hiram in confusion. Hiram looked towards Santana's door, and it clicked.
"That's how she got the alcohol, isn't it?"
"She didn't say it outright, but she did break down when I was questioning her about it."
"In a couple of days for most of the infections, but some don't show up for a few weeks, or even months. I need to know what she did to determine how long to wait, and if she used a condom. She should be okay if she used one."
"We only have a little while until social services show up." Hiram said.
"Maybe you will have better luck then I did." Leroy stood up and offered his hand,
"She already opened up with you a little, so I think together will work." They walked back into Santana's room. She was lying on her bed staring at the half empty bowl of broth.
"Santana, are you alright?" Leroy asked
"I'm fine." Santana replied. She didn't hear them come back in. Her thoughts were racing a mile a minute.
"This is confidential, right? You can't go home and tell Berry about this, right?" Both men were thrown by the question, but didn't let it show. Leroy picked Santana's file up, and then sat down on the stool next to the bed.
"No, I legally cannot tell anybody except for police and social services about your health. And even if I was allowed to, I would never tell Rachel something like this without your permission."
"Neither would I." Hiram agreed.
"Good." She said, slightly distracted. She then added,
"No offense, but your daughter can't keep a secret to save her life." Leroy chuckled lightly,
"We know." He looked at Santana with a very serious and parental look.
"I need to know every detail about your sexual encounter last night."
"Yeah..." Santana scoffed and then added,
"That's not gonna happen."
"This is very serious Santana!" Leroy said sternly and then added,
"You could have contracted a STD or an STI from that guy." Santana rolled her eyes.
"I made him wrap it up."
"Even still." Hiram said. He really didn't like the idea of some guy prey on girls for favors.
"We need to know exactly what you did so Leroy can treat you properly." Santana glared at Hiram. There was no way she was going to tell Rachel Berry's fathers anything more than she already let slip. She slumped back and attempted to cross her hands in defiance, forgetting that she had her arm in a sling. She grimaced in pain as she moved the broken collar bone. Leroy sighed softly. Teenagers made the worst patients.
"Please Santana. You may not think that it's that big of a deal, but it is to me. The chance is smaller with the use of condoms, but it doesn't eliminate the risks of sex."
"No!" said Santana said and then added.
"Just discharge me, so I can leave. I've got places to be, and people to see."
"Unfortunately your plans are going to have to wait." Hiram said solemnly. Then continued,
"Social Services will be here in a few minutes to take custody of you."
"That's not going to happen." Santana said. Before either man knew what happened, Santana had ripped out her IV's and slipped from her bed. Leroy went to grab her, but she dodged him and slipped out of the room with surprising speed. The men quickly followed behind her.
Santana only got a few feet away from the door before she ran into an official looking woman and a make officer. She went to turn away from them when the strange officer grabbed her from behind. Santana jumped up and attempted to bend the man over her just like Coach Sylvester had taught her, but was unable to due to her injury. She screamed in pain and started thrashing in the man's arm.
"Let me go!" She started screaming over and over again.
"Santana, you need to calm down!" Leroy yelled over Santana's yelling.
"No!" She screamed at him. Then continued to say,
"Let me alone."
A nurse came up beside Leroy and handed him a syringe. He really didn't want to sedate her, but he didn't have any other choice. Santana was becoming hysterical, and was most definitely injuring her bad shoulder even worse. He stuck the needle in her neck, and waited for the sedative to kick in.
Two orderlies came over and took Santana back to her bed. Leroy sighed heavily at Santana's sleeping form, and replaced the soft restraints he had removed a few hours ago. His heart went out to the young woman. She reminded him of Rachel. She just looked so young and innocent lying there. He wanted to scoop her up and protect her. He sighed again, and then picked up Santana's chart and ordered another x-ray of her shoulder to make sure she didn't injure it worse.
He left the room wishing that he could do more for the girl. He just had to accept that he couldn't. In a few hours she was going to wake up and will be discharged. Then the social worker was going to take her to a group home in a neighboring city. He wasn't going to get all the answers he was seeking, but he was going to make sure she gets the proper care she deserves. Santana's situation saddened him deeply. All he wanted to do was go home and give his daughter the biggest hug in the world, and make sure she knew how much he loved her.