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"By your Side"
It is set a few years in the future, yet will follow some cannon. Santana broke up with Brittany, but not for the reasons on the show. Brittany is dating…not married to Sam. Brittana survived while Santana in college. Santana is now an up and coming starlet in NYC but is now home for reasons unknown. Quinn also lives in NYC and will pop up from time to time in Lima. Brittany and Sam have separate places where they live. Brittany runs a successful dance studio in Lima. Anything else I think will be explained. This is my first story.
Rated M for Mature…will eventually be NC-17
"Yeah, I am just on my way to the hospital to see Santana. I'll only be an hour tops. K. I'll see you then, bye"
Quinn hung up the phone outside the store she had just stopped at to get Santana some Gatorade and gossip magazines where she failed to notice a scared looking Brittany approach her. She should have realized the store she had stopped at was in the same damn plaza as Britt's dance studio.
"Santana's in the hospital?" Brittany asked
"Britt, you misheard" Quinn said assertively trying to deflect this conversation.
"No. I didn't. I may be "dumb" but I heard you. You clearly said you were going to visit Santanaaaa in theeeeee hopsitaaaal (she elongated the words to prove a point). See? I heard you".
"I get you point, thanks"
"So are you going to tell me about Santana?"
"It's no big deal, Britt, plus aren't you like dating Sam now?"
"Quinn, that's fair, you know I lo-…care for Santana…please Quinn" she begged. "Please Quinn. I am not giving up, please" Brittany pouted as she spoke those last lines. Quinn knew she was screwed. Brittany was like a child who wanted something…she would never. Ever. Give. Up.
"Santana's just sick, Britt" and at that Quinn felt her phone vibrate in her purse and noticed it was Mrs. Lopez. "Hold on, Britt, I gotta take this. Hello? Uh, hi Mrs. Loo- uh, yeah…oh she is-yeah, I'll do just that. Thanks for calling. Bye" Quinn hung up.
Maribel Lopez had called to let Quinn know Santana wasn't feeling up to company and to try again tomorrow.
"Was that Santana's mom?
"Yeah, she said that Santana was asleep (she lied) and to come up and visit her tomorrow".
"Oh" Brittany said pondering. "What did you say she was sick with again?"
"I didn't" Quinn replied curtly.
"OH MY GOD Quinn….please" Brittany was desperate.
"She doesn't want you to know" Quinn blurted out.
"What?"
"She made me promise her I wouldn't tell you or anyone else anything about why she is home. I should have never said anything out loud…god, she is going to kill me"
"Quinn!" Brittany screamed.
"Look, Britt, this isn't easy, so I am just going to come right out and say it and then pray to god she doesn't go all LimaHeights on me. Britt, Santana has Lymphoma".
"Lymp…wha?"
"Cancer. Santana has cancer, Britt"