Mr. Schuester was walking in the room, so Santana watched as everyone took one last look at their phones and prepared to fake interest in whatever he was planning on scribbling on the whiteboard. She sat next to Brittany, their shoulders touching, and tried to conceal the fact that she was watching her. Santana looked up sharply as Britt checked her email and threw her hand up to her mouth, stifling a sob. She shot out of the room and Santana followed, calling her name anxiously as the other glee club members and Mr. Schue stared, confused.
She finally grabbed her girlfriend's wrist and Britt crashed to the floor against a locker, shaking with sobs and sitting with her knees separating her and the other girl. Santana leaned over them and grasped Brittany's hands in both of hers, whispering, "What is it?"
Brittany pulled out her phone, the sobs subsiding a little to quiet but consistent tears, and showed Santana the message she had read just before. It was from Britt's cat's veterinarian. Her stomach felt sick as she read it, hoping she was wrong.
She wasn't, and now Lord Tubbington was dead, and she something she felt completely helpless and she was crying too, wanting nothing more than to be able to do something for Brittany, whose head was now resting heavily on Santana's shoulder, shaking.
"Baby, I'm so, so sorry. I know how much he meant to you," she mumbled undecidedly.
Britt sniffed. "It's stupid… He's just a stupid cat. I'm stupid. I don't know why I care…"
"Oh, Britt, no." Santana cupped the girl's head in her hands and pulled it up to face her own. "That's not stupid. He wasn't just a cat, he was your friend. Right? Don't call yourself stupid, okay? Never. You don't deserve this." She leaned in further and kissed Brittany deeply, and when she pulled away, they both seemed to have stopped crying.
"Th-thank you… Santana," Britt managed to whisper.
"Of course, baby. I'll do anything you need, so don't hesitate to ask me." Santana stood up and held her hand out to Brittany to help her up too. When they had both risen, she hugged her girlfriend tightly and mumbled, "Anything." They broke apart and interlocked their fingers, starting towards the bathroom.