AN: This fic is set after nationals, which means Quinn's got short hair, and it's from Santana's POV. You might see Quinn's POV in later chapters.
As always i apologize for any mistakes (i won't be mad or hurt if you point them out ;) ). I hope you guys like it.

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Chapter 1

My mouth feels dry and my head is throbbing. I slowly open my eyes, but I can't keep them open because the light hurts them. I try again, this time I use my left hand to partially cover them. I think that I'm in a hospital. I have no idea why. I turn to my left and I see a lot of machines around me. I'm so confused right now.

A doctor enters the room and he looks happy to see me awake.

"Hello, Santana. I'm Dr. Pieterse, how are you feeling?" He asks me softly. I like his voice, he seems nice.

"Hi." My voice sounds raspy. "Umm, I feel fine. Why am I here? What happened?" I ask trying not to panic.

"Well, you had an accident. You scared us for a while." He tells me while he takes a sit next to me.

"What kind of accident?" I ask. I can't believe I don't remember that.

"I think your parents should be the ones who tell you that. I need to ask you some routine questions, are you ok with that?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Ok, then." He takes out a pen, takes what I guess is my medical chart, and writes something on it. "Can you tell me your name?"

"Santana Lopez"

"And your parents' names?"

"Benjamin and Victoria Lopez."

"You're in high school, right?"

"I … I think so."

"Do you remember the name of your school?"

"Umm... It's ..." I can't believe it. I can't remember the name of my own school. What the hell?

"Don't worry, you don't have to push yourself. It's ok if you don't remember. Do you remember any of your friends from school?"

I try really hard to think, but my mind is in blank. Like someone erased all of my memories.

"I... I can't remember them." I frown in confusion.

"Ok, don't be scared. I have to run some more test on you. I'll let your parents know that you're awake." He got up and left the room, leaving me all confused.

Why can't I remember my school? Why is my mind blank?

"Hija."

I look at the door and I see my dad standing there with tears in his eyes. Behind him is my mother, she's crying as well. Both of them rush to my bed. My dad leans down and hugs me.

"We thought we were going to lose you" He says crying. He breaks the hug and now my mom is hugging me.

"How are you feeling?" My dad asks me.

"I feel like crap. Can you tell me what the hell happened?"

"It's nice to see that you're still your usual self." My mom giggles.

"Well, you had an accident when you were on your way home." My dad tells me with sadness in his voice. I can see the tears forming in his eyes again. "Something happened with your car, we still don't know for sure what, and you ended up getting out of the road and crashed into a tree. Thank God you were using the seatbelt."

"You hit your head pretty hard. You were in a coma for about four weeks. We were worried sick." My mom added.

"The Doctor told us that, with a head trauma like yours, you might wake up with a slight amnesia." My dad caressed my cheek softly.

I couldn't believe it, I had a car crash and I possibly have amnesia. This is awesome. But if I can remember my name and my parents' name that means I'm not that bad, right? I was still processing things so I didn't say anything to my parents.

Dr. Pieterse entered the room again. "Mr. and Mrs. Lopez, can I have a word with you?"

"Sure. We'll be right back, sweetie." My dad tells me, giving a squeeze on my hand.

I'm so bored, I've been awake for like 4 hours and I'm tired of lying down in this bed. I tried watching TV but there's nothing good. I hate being here. Finally, I decide to read a magazine.

"Hi" I hear a soft voice coming from the door. I put my magazine down and look over to the door.

There's a beautiful blonde girl standing there, watching me with tears in her eyes. She rushes to my left side and holds my hand.

"I'm so glad that you woke up." She's crying. I look at her and we make eye contact. She has beautiful hazel eyes, they're mesmerizing.

I finally snap of the trance. "Who are you?" I ask with furrowed brows.

"Oh. I'm Quinn." She tells me with sadness in her voice. "We were... are... we are friends."

I smiled back at her. "Quinn?" I looked at her eyes again and I have like a flashback or something. "I remember you, well, kind of. We were friends when we were kids, right?"

"Yes, we've known each other for a long time." She giggles. "So, you don't remember anything?"

"No. I can remember random stuff about my past but nothing recent. I can't even remember what I like now, what kind of movies I like to watch, if I have breakfast before I go to school, nothing."

"That sucks. I'm glad you kind of remember me." she smiles at me again.

"Hey, Quinn" My mom greets Quinn.

"Hi, Mrs. Lopez"

"Since you're keeping her company I'll go to the cafeteria to eat something."

"Sure, I'll keep an eye on her."

A nurse enters the room to check on me. She says hi to Quinn and introduces herself to me. Then she writes something on my chart and leaves. She actually looks young; if I had to guess I would say she's like 24 years old. And she's really attractive, too bad those uniform they wear are not sexy at all. Ok, that sounded a little bit gay. Am I gay? I feel like I might be gay. There's only one way to know for sure. I wonder if she knows.

"So, can I ask you something?" I turn to my left to look at Quinn.

"Sure, you can ask me anything."

"We were friends, right?"

"Yes." She's looking at me curiously.

"So, you know a lot about me, right?"

"San, I'm not going to lie to you. Yes, we were close and I knew you pretty well. But it wasn't always like that. We fought a lot in high school, but we found a way to rebuild our friendship."

"Oh, I don't mind. I guess we got over that because I like you, and you're here with me so it means we love each other, right?"

"Yes."

"Umm... I don't know how to ask you this. So, I'm just gonna go for it." I make a pause. "Am i gay?"I ask bluntly.

Quinn looks surprised. She definitely wasn't expecting that question. Maybe she didn't know I was gay. She's looking me with narrowed eyes.

"Umm... Why do you ask?"

"Because the nurse who just left was pretty hot, even in that dull uniform."

"Wow, once a horndog, always a horndog. Yes, you are gay."

"That's what I thought. Am I openly gay?"

"Oh God, no. You were really afraid of what people might think if you came out. You were worried about your reputation."

"Geez, that's lame. So, you're the only who knows?"

"No. Only two other people at our school know."

"Cool. Do I have a girlfriend?"

"No. Sorry."

"It's ok." According to what Quinn told me about me being in the closet, I figured I was single. "So, we used to fight a lot, huh?"

"Yup. Cheerios got out the worst of us. We were always competing against each other."

"Cheerios?"

"Oh, sorry. Our school's cheerleading squad."

I can't help to chuckle. "I'm a cheerleader."

"Were. We were cheerleaders. And we were pretty good." She beams proudly.

"No wonder why I have this smoking hot body." We both giggle.

"You're so humble, as always."

Suddenly Quinn's face went from happy to sad.

"I was so worried about you. I prayed for you, everyday." She says while grabbing my hand. She's about to cry. "I … I just didn't wanted to lose you." Tears start to roll down her cheek.

"Come here." I say while making room in my bed so she can lay with me. She climbs into my bed and lays down next to me, I put my arm behind her back and I hold her. "I'm fine now. Sort of. And that's all that matters." She rests her head on my left shoulder.

Next thing I know she's asleep, and I'm so tired that I'm about to join her.