The last thing Santana saw was an SUV coming straight towards her red mustang. The last thing she heard was a loud screech as the driver of the SUV pulled on the emergency brakes a little too late. Then, she was knocked out from a blow to the head by a strong force, her body was covered in blood from head to toe. But before she passed out from the loss of blood, she managed to grab her phone and call the one she was driving away from, Brittany Susan Pierce. As she waited for her ex-girlfriend to pick up, she tried her hardest to stay awake just to hear the blondes voice. Instead, she heard the machine answered, telling her to leave the message after the beep. With all the strength that she had left in her body, she left Brittany a message of her final words before she was knocked out due to the loss of blood.

"Britt," Santana managed to say as she let out a bloodcurling scream as a piece of metal fell on one of her legs, "I...Love...You, never forget that." And that was the last thing she said before she was unconcsious.

As the paramedics were trying to get Santana's body out of her demolished car, they heard her cellphone rang. Knowing what's best, they turned off her phone and put it in the ambulance, tending to the Latina's deep wounds.

"Do you think she's going to make it? Here injuries are really fatal." said the first paramedic.

"She's going to make it. Her heartbeat is getting lower by the minute, we need to get her to the hospital for emergency surgery and hope for the best." the head paramedic said.

With a nod the paramedics placed Santana's body onto the gurney and put her in the ambulance. Now, it was a race against time as the paramedics in the ambulance tried their best to stop the bleeding. Once they reached the hospital, the bleeding was a minimal, the only problem was the deep cut on her stomach, her broken arm, and her her broken leg. The paramedics rushed Santana through the hospital halls to the operating room. The top surgeon in the hospital was assigned to work on Santana, but as he walked in he realized that he was attempting to save his own daughter's life. As Dr. Lopez was checking Santana's condition, he couldn't help, but let a few tears fall. After all, he was going to save his only daughters life.

"Dr. Lopez, are you fine operating on your daughter?" said one of the nurses.

"No. She's my daughter, I will not trust anyone else who's going to operate on her." Dr. Lopez said with a bit of a temper.

During the operation, it was long and grueling, but a couple hours passed and the surgery was done. Santana is in better condition. The blood covering her body was washed off, the wound on her stomach was stitched up, she had two casts and her chest was wrapped up, due to her broken ribs. She had IV fluids to keep her hydrated. For now, Santana was just lying in the hospital bed dreaming a dreamless dream.

In the mean time, while Santana's was in the hospital, Brittany was trying to get over the fact that she just broke up with Santana. As she was bawling her eyes out, Puckerman came into her house and saw her curled up in a ball with tear stained cheeks. Seeing the blonde crying, he consulted her.

"Brittany, what's wrong?" Puck asked sitting next to her.

"San-Santana broke up with me!" She said trying her best to hold herself together, but failed.

Without another word, Puck just comforted Brittany hoping she can pull herself together. This was the saddest thing Brittany had ever encountered in her life, except for when Lord Tubbington started smoking, but that's a different story. Who she thought was the love of her life, turned out breaking her heart. The worst thing was, it was her fault that Santana decided to leave her. She had to form stupid feelings for the guy who was currently comforting her. But for now, she just wanted to forget Santana, her twin boys, her life, she just wanted to forget the pain gnawing at the bottom of her heart. Without knowing she just locked lips with Puckerman, forgetting everything she was crying about, her troubles, her heartache, her everything. The two just stayed there swapping spit like there's no tomorrow, not aware that Santana is at the hospital possibly fighting for her life.

At 9 A.M everybody Santana was close to got the worst call of their life from the Lima Police Department.

"Hello, is this Brittany Susan Pierce?" said the police from LPD

"Yes. This is her? Am I in trouble again for letting my cat smoke?" Brittany said in her innocent tone.

"No, this is not about your cat. This is the Lima Police Department. We are calling on the behalf of Santana Marie Lopez's family to let you know that she has been in a head on collision by a drunk driver. She is currently in critical condition. We just need you to listen to this message that we will patch through soon to identify if it is really her. It apparently didn't get through to your phone." The police said sadly.

Brittany's organs just stopped momentarily, letting her brain absorb what she has just been informed. Her Santana, the one she knew since kindergarten, her first everything, now she might not have a chance to hold her again. She tried her best not to break down crying knowing that she might lose her. Then, the voicemail that didn't get through earlier that night, got through.

"Britt," Brittany gasped as she heard the pain in Santana's voice, "I...Love...You, never forget that." That was when she lost it. She hung up her cellphone, threw it herself upon her bed and cried her eyes out once again, but this was not mourning her break up, it was mourning over the thought that she might lose her best friend, her lover, her everything. After every argument, petty fights, or little fits, they always grew stronger as a pair, but now, she might just have to grow strong alone with no one by her side.

"Every thing is gone. My life is over. Sanny is in the hospital, but she might not make it. If I didn't tell her that I was starting to fall for Puck, she would be unharmed right now." Brittany muttered to herself looking through photos of her and Santana through the years. Going through the photos, Brittany found a picture of her and Santana snuggled close together at their first sleepover with each other. She smiled to herself, that was the day the two promised to never leave each others side.

At that moment, Brittany quickly changed into something decent and sprinted to her car driving to the hospital as quick as she could. As she parked her car, she turned to engine off and took a deep breath. Comtemplating if this was the right thing to do, seeing her best friend, but what she feared most was seeing her best friend's lifeless body being wheeled off to the morgue and her father and mother placing one last kiss on her forehead, saying goodbye to their only daughter. Tears streamed down her cheeks as another image made its way to her mind, the image was of her seeing Santana wherever she goes, Santana's ghost haunting her every move telling her, "Where were you when I needed you?" Brittany shook that thought out of her head and walked to Santana's hospital room.

Standing in front of Santana's hospital door, Brittany took several deep breaths, attempting to convince herself that Santana is okay, but it helped to some avail. Placing her slender pale hand on the door knob and slowly turning it, Brittany's preperation did not help her for what she saw.

A/N: Hey guys. I know I've been a little MIA recently, but I had a summer job and piled up with homework already. Usually I write Finntana fics, but I fell in love with the Brittana storyline. I just had to write this fanfic. Just wanted to let you guys know it's their Junior summer, it's NOT A FUTURE FANFIC!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Glee related.