A/N: Hi there thanks for dropping by. This is my first attempt to write a Brittana fic so i'm keeping it short and simple. LOL. I'm not expecting too much but i hope you read my story or like it. lol.. please feel free to give some positive or negative feedback. Forgive me for grammatical errors because English is not my native language. :D

Disclaimer: Don't own anything from Glee or else it will be called the Brittana show. XD

"Come on Britt, please wake up…"

Santana begged the motionless body of Brittany that was lying in her arms. Her blonde hair stained with blood caused by the wound on her head.

"We gotta get her to the hospital!" Puck said, clearly scared, to the teary-eyed Latina. He pushed her aside slightly so he could carry Brittany's body to Santana's car. "Give me the keys. I'll drive. Just hold Brittany at the back seat."

"I can drive her Puck." Santana said with panic in her eyes.

"No you can't. We might get into a bigger accident. Now shut up, we need to hurry." He said panic-stricken while placing Brittany carefully at the backseat. Santana slid inside. She put her arms around Brittany and held her best friend close as they took off for the hospital.

Santana kept her eyes locked on Brittany in case she wakes up but the blonde haven't moved an inch. She pulled Brittany close and hugged her tightly. "Hold on Britt. We're almost there." She said shakily.

Brittany was rushed to the emergency room immediately when they arrived at the hospital. Puck phoned Quinn while Santana called up her best friend's parents. They waited outside the emergency room both nervous. Santana kept pacing back and forth which made Puck snap.

"Could you settle down Lopez? I'm getting dizzy!" yelled Puck.

"This is all your fault Puckerman! If you haven't brought us there at the first place, Brittany wouldn't have fallen! You know that she gets excited around rivers! Why the hell did you brought us there anyway?" screamed Santana back at the boy who was the reason her Brittany was hurt.

"Hey, I brought you there coz you said you wanted to have a good time! I didn't know you would bring Tumble Dee with you! It's not like I pushed her or anything! It was an accident!" Puck defended himself but with fear on his voice. "So just calm down, and everything will be fine." He said trying to reassure Santana.

"How would you know? You don't know how scared I am right now." The Latina said quivering while tears streaming down her face.

"We won't get to juvy for this. Like I told you, it was an accident."

"I'm not afraid of that!"

"Then what…"

"Guys, what happened?" Quinn appeared, breathless. She obviously ran here. Santana threw her arms around Quinn and cried. "Is Brittany okay?"

"I don't know." Santana managed to say while sobbing hard, wetting her friend's clothes. Quinn rubbed Santana's back trying to comfort her. "Calm down Santana. What happened anyway?" The blonde girl looked at Puck. "Do you have something to do with this Noah?" Quinn asked accusingly.

"It was an accident for God's sake! How many times do I have to repeat myself?" Frustrated, Puck stormed out. "I'm getting a cigarette. Tell me when there's news."

Quinn managed to sit Santana down on the bench beside the ER, still rubbing the tan girl's back.

"Brittany…" Quinn heard her friend whisper.

After like an eternity of waiting, the doctor stepped out of the room looking tired. Santana rushed to the doctor frantically. "What happened? How is she? Is she gonna be okay?"

"How are you related to the patient? Are you her family?" asked the doctor.

"Why is that important? I'm her best friend! I asked you, how is she?" Santana looked like she was going to explode any minute. She just wanted to know if the person she loves the most is safe. Because she won't forgive herself if something bad happens to Brittany.

"The operation went well. We managed to close the wound on her head. But first we have to monitor her condition. There is a possibility that she would be in a coma. We can't take further steps until she wakes up. She will be transferred to room 507. Excuse me." The doctor said knowingly as he walked pass Santana and Quinn with confused expressions on their faces.

"Wait! What does that mean? She won't wake up?" An almost hysteric Santana said. The brunette turned to catch up with the doctor and go all Lima Heights on him but Quinn pulled her hand and said, "Let's just go to Brittany's room. I'll talk to the doctor later." Her friend nodded and they walked to Brittany's room.

"Are you gonna be okay here? I'll get Puck and we will talk to the doctor. I'll also wait for Brittany's parents." Quinn said while heading to the door.

"Yeah. I'll be fine. And I want some alone time with Britt also." Santana quietly said as she sat on Brittany's bed side. "Thanks Q." Quinn smiled slightly to her friend and she closed the door behind her.

Once Quinn was gone, Santana held Brittany's hand. She studied every part of her friend's face feeling miserable and thankful at the same time. Miserable because she blames herself for dragging Brittany to go out with her and being the cause of why she's laying in a hospital bed right now. Thankful, because Brittany had a successful operation. Now, she just needs to wake up. Santana sighed loudly. "You have to wake up BrittBritt. I won't be able to live with myself if anything will happen to you." She rubbed the blonde's hand and held it tight.

Thanks again for reading :D Oh and there is a Chapter 2 but i'm still testing the waters..