A/N I am new to this fanfic thing, so please bear with me. I do have plenty of ideas on where to go with this story, but all ideas and feedback is welcomed. I know right now this seems angsty and I suppose it is. But I am a die-hard Heya/Brittana fan and I want what most, if not all, of you want too. Thank you for your time. Let me know what you think, and if it's worth me carrying on with this little adventure I have started :)

She couldn't believe it was happening this way. After all the time they'd spent together. After all the work they'd done. The mountains they had to climb, the people they had to face, and for what? It was over, before it had ever really begun. And now Naya had to start all over again, the only problem was, she wasn't sure if she could do it or not.

My name is Naya Rivera. Some of you may know me for the small roles I played in several TV shows including, CSI:Miami, Fresh Prince of Bel Air, or 8 simple rules, to name but a few. But I think most of you will know me as the luscious lady loving, bitchy cheerleader Santana Lopez from the hit TV series Glee. A lot of you will think you know me, a lot of you will say you care. But there is so much you don't know about me, namely the fact that I am currently suffering from a broken heart, and feel that I may never recover. Why? you may ask. Simple. Because I fell in love with the most beautiful, caring, down to earth person anyone could ever meet, and I was lucky that she loved me back. Who is this person I'm talking about? She's none other than the Brittany to my Santana. Heather Morris.

It wasn't easy, nothing that's ever worth it truly is. But all the laughter, all the smiles and all the love, made it all worth it. She could light up my day, just by sharing that beautiful smile with me, or by telling a joke, that to most people, wouldn't have even been funny. But to me, it was the best joke i'd ever heard, the best joke ever told. Because it was Heather telling it to me, and it was Heather laughing at herself at the end of it. We'd faced tough times, and we'd faced potentially losing our friends, but we'd come out the other side. Better for it, and loved none the less.

That was before my whole world changed, and everything came crashing down. I'll never forget the day it happened, as much as I may want to. And sometimes, just sometimes I want to forget.

A loud noise, followed by a vibration, woke me from the not so deep sleep i'd been enjoying. It'd been a late night last night, and I only got in at a little before 3am. Now musing from my sleep, I rubbed at my eyes, before looking over at the clock on my bedside table. It read 7.18am. I couldn't help the small groan that escaped my mouth as I rolled over and picked up the vibrating phone from under my pillow. I didn't recognise the number, so I was dubious about answering. I figured I could let it go to voicemail, so I dropped it back down on the bed. That's when I noticed the other side of the bed was empty. I called out Heather's name, but got no response. Then I remembered that she had an early call this morning on the Glee set, so she must have gone to work already. I stretched out my muscles before getting out of bed and making my way to the bathroom. I needed to take a shower and have some breakfast before my own 9am start time on set.

Twenty minutes later, I was showered and feeling fresh, drinking a cup of coffee and tucking into a piece of toast. I scanned yesterday's newspaper, but wasn't really paying attention to it, before i got up, placed my mug and plate into the dishwasher and headed back into my bedroom. I had to get dressed.

When I got into my room I noticed that my phone was lit up, so I went over to the bed to retrieve it. When I looked, I saw that I had half a dozen missed calls all from the same number, and even a few from Lea and Dianna. Then I noticed that I had four voicemails too. What was going on? Instead of checking the voicemails, I immediately redialed Dianna, and waited patiently as her phone rang out. I was wondering what I was missing, what was going on, when finally there was an answer on the other end.

"Finally, Naya, where the hell have you been?" Came Dianna's voice.

Clearly we're skipping the pleasantries today. I thought to myself as I responded. "Hi, Dianna, what is going on? I have missed calls from you and Lea and some unknown number."

There was a pause, I could hear Dianna whispering something to whoever was with her, but I couldn't quite make out what it was. It felt like it was taking forever for her to respond. I was going to say something to break the silence, but Dianna came back on the line.

"Naya, have you not heard the news?" she asked me in a shaky voice, and I was beginning to worry now.

"News? No, Dianna, I have not heard the news. What are you talking about? What am I missing here?" I rambled on nervously.

My heartbeat had almost doubled, and I was starting to worry. I wasn't quite sure why yet, but I could hear that something was wrong in Dianna's voice. I knew her, better than she knew herself sometimes.

"Naya, where are you honey?"

"I'm at home Dianna, I was just getting ready to come into work. Can you please tell me what is going on? You're scaring me." Another long pause.

"Naya, hey, it's Lea. Listen sweetie, there's no easy way to tell you this, so I'm just going to come out with it. Heather was in an accident this morning, and now she's in the hospital. We're all here, and we've been trying to contact you. You should come over here, she's in a pretty bad way."

My whole world came crashing down. And I had no control over it. The woman I loved was hurt and I wasn't with her. I had to get there.

"Lea what hospital is she in? I'll be right there."

"Naya don't drive, just take a cab here ok? We're at Mercy Grace hospital. Someone will meet you out front."

That was all I had to hear. I shut my phone off, grabbed the nearest clothes to me and quickly put them on. I was in shock, I was scared and my mind was racing. I grabbed my keys and my money off the bedside table and shoved them both into my pocket, before picking up my phone and heading for the door. Little did I know, how much my life was about to change at that moment. If I could, I would turn back the clock and keep Heather in bed with me. But that wasn't possible and now I was heading to the hospital, hoping beyond hope that she was going to be alright. For all the good it did me.