A/N: An AU fan fiction, please leave your thoughts and criticisms they really help. Thank you to my friend Brooke for proofreading this she probably won't see this as she doesn't read fan fiction and I kind of made her do it but.

Stupidly I carried on running along the route, through the woods and across a field despite my feet killing me. I had to get back on the Cheerios; no matter what I needed to. After my accident I was so out of it. When I broke my leg it didn't feel like I'd broken my leg, it felt like I'd broken my heart, wait no shattered it. I got kicked off of the Cheerios for it and I could never forgive myself for that. I hated myself, I hated my life. Everything I ever cared about, everything I was ever good at, taken away from me and all in an instant. All because I climbed over that god damn fence, all because I wanted to sneak out when I was grounded, stupid. But that is all behind me now, I need to retrain my leg to function, to run, to jump, to let me live. My leg kills, like it is going to give way and leave me on the muddy, wet ground, stranded. My heart pounded, as if it was going to burst through my rib cage at any given moment. I kept going, ignoring all my body's warning signs, all the signs that I needed to stop immediately, I ignored them, they did NOT matter, and nothing was going to get in my way. For motivation I imagined that I was being chased, of course I never was but the mentality never let me stop. My breathing got heavy. My pulse was through the roof.

The song switched over on my iPod, Don't stop me now, the most motivational song that I knew. My judgement was gone, it was never there in fact.

As I twisted the sports cap up on the water bottle I had my grasp on I fell, face first.

Everything hurt, except from the waist down, I couldn't feel that at all, just a harsh numbness. I tried to get up but my legs wouldn't respond, my arms did but my brains signals had no effect what so ever on my legs. So I wouldn't have to lie face down in the mud I used my arms to rotate my body on to my front and taking my ear buds out of my ears to complete silence.

Waiting there was agony, waiting there for somebody to come along, waiting for hours? No phone to call for help on a seven mile cross country route that was rarely tackled and right in the middle of the route!

Suddenly my salvation appeared running round the corner, shocked look on her face. She had long, dark hair that was tied back flowing beautifully in the wind and perfect chocolate eyes.

"What happened?" She asked as she came up to me, reaching her arm out to help me up.

"I fell" I answered fairly bluntly.

"Then why didn't you get up?" She asked looking extremely confused.

"I can't, I can't feel my legs, and I've been here for hours" I stated staring in to her intoxicating eyes as if she was hypnotizing me. She removed the other ear bud that she hadn't already taken out from her ear and the wire from the jack on her phone so she could call for help which she did.

She spoke effortlessly to the 911 dispatcher, she must have been about my age, come to think of it I think I recognise her from school, I think she just transferred and joined the Cheerios. Tough this was the first time I really took any notice of her but she was truly beautiful.

The paramedics arrived in a helicopter, as an ambulance would never be able to get to where we were, they were really quick as well. They lifted me up to the helicopter in a stretcher, the girl who helped me came as well, they lifted her up in this weird harness thing, I guess she just wanted to make sure I was alright.

"So Brittany, can you not move your legs at all? Can you feel them?" the paramedic asked worriedly.

"No, I can't feel or move them at all" I truthfully replied.

"Okay then we can't determine if any paralyses is temporary or permanent until we get you to the hospital to get you checked out" the paramedic said pretty much clearing up what would happen to me though it wasn't much of a surprise "they will probably carry out an x-ray and reflex test, it's standard procedure for potential paralyses victims."

"Will she end up in a wheelchair?" The girl asked.

"It really depends on how bad the injury is, I can't give you any more information, I'm sorry about that," the paramedic said in reply.

"I never did get your name, did I?" I said directing the question at the girl.

"It's Santana."

When we got to the hospital she stayed with me, she held my hand, she wanted to ensure that I was okay. I knew I would not die, obviously I'm not just going to drop down dead at any random moment, most people would have just left me but the thought of her staying because she cared about me made me feel just that little bit more complete.

The doctor had to leave the room for five or six minutes to get a second opinion and Santana took her opportunity. Leaning down to my head as I laid on the bed she kissed me for a few brief, beautiful seconds and then removed her mouth from mine, it gave me intense butterflies. I just smiled at her action and pulled her back into a deeper kiss, the strands of my light pink lip gloss falling between our lips as we both move our lips back and forth but no tongue; it was magical, perfect even. We both pulled away before the doctor came back with the x-ray and reflex test results in his hand.

"Brittany, I'm afraid you will be paralyzed from the waist down permanently."

"And there's nothing you can do about it, nothing at all?" I asked, a tear rolling down from my eye.

"No, I'm sorry, you will be like this for the rest of your life" he replied clearly feeling sorry for me, Santana squeezed my hand tighter, obviously to comfort me. Everything I was good at was taken away from me, I mean I still had Glee club but I only joined that because Sue sent me and Quinn to spy on them so she could take them down. A few months ago I got kicked out of the Cheerios, I was the captain, the top bitch, the most popular girl in school before my incident, now I may never get those things back, and I may never get my life back. I guess now I actually have to try in lessons, learn something, and try not to get any more of them dreaded Fs.