Authors note: I know I'm a day late on 9/11 but here it is. September 11th 2001 America changed forever. We will never forget. We will not surrender. When the towers fell America stood up and we didn't go down without a fight. Our freedom will not be taken. We are a nation that stands united. R.I.P and God bless to every one who passed on that day. God bless.

This will be a two shot! Please review or else I wont ever know if you want more!

With so much love,

J

6:30am, September 11th 2001.

"Baby wake up." Seriously what time is it? That's when I felt nudging again, "Honey you're going to be late for your big meeting." Shit. That's right! I have a meeting with a CEO firm in the North Tower of the World Trade Center. How cool is that?! Quinn is my business partner which is exciting considering she's my best friend in the world. She is also married to a dwarf but hey you can't choose love right? In fact I love Rachel Berry but I wouldn't be caught dead admitting it because she will never let me live it down. My thoughts are interrupted by soft lips against mine which makes me fully wake up and smile. "Good morning Wifey." The smiling woman next to me makes me happier than I had ever imagined I would be. She cuddled up closer to me, "Good morning San." I love mornings when I can wake up to my princess.

She spoke again, "Babe you really should take a shower and get ready. Quinn is going to be here in like a half an hour." I wiggled my eyebrows, "Shower huh?" She rolled her eyes and laughed, "Is sex all you think about?!" I giggled, "Of course not. I think about your ass too…" She laughed, "No shower sex you'll be late!" I pouted. "Well if you say so…" Walking to the bathroom she yelled.

"I promise once you nail this meeting today expect a surprise when you get home!" That's something to look forward to, I smiled to myself and hopped in the shower. Twenty minuets later I'm dressed and ready to go. I walk downstairs and see Quinn having coffee with Britt-Britt which makes me smile. I love how close we are and I wouldn't change that for the world. I kiss Britt softly in the middle of her saying something to Quinn. Quinn throws a napkin at me, "Rude!" I laughed and pulled away, "Come on Fabray we're going to be late." Britt stood up and kissed me, "Have a wonderful day Beautiful." I smiled, "You too Baby. Ill call you later."

As I was walking out the door she called after me "Stay safe!" I smiled and looked at Quinn who just shook her head. "Wow who knew Britt could make Satan smile like that." I gently pushed her, "Shut it. Berry has you whipped!" She just shrugged, "I cant argue with that." I smiled, "Life is good huh?" Quinn smiled back, "It's perfect."

8:30am, September 11th 2001.

I leaned over and whispered to Quinn, "I don't feel right.." Quinn whispered back, "About the firm? Come on its been our dream to open up this business. They're finally letting us." I shook my head, "No not the firm.. Quinn I don't fell right. Something not right I can feel it." I was panicking. I had this weird feeling in my stomach and I couldn't shake it off. She simply placed her hand on my knee for comfort, "Its probably the heights. We are on the 89th floor." I shrugged. Maybe she's right.

Exactly sixteen minuets later in the middle of our presentation someone in the room screamed, "Get down! Plane!" I didn't get it at first until Quinn pulled me so hard down to the floor I thought my arm was going to fall off. Then that's when I felt and heard it. A huge bang and the floor shook and everyone was screaming. I opened my eyes a few seconds later and everything was pure pandemonium. I looked at Quinn and grabbed her hand, "Do not let go Quinn!" She nodded with tears streaming down her face.

Joey my favorite guy on earth, who also agreed to be the sperm donor of Brittney and I first unborn child ran over to us, "Get up, Get up!" He pulled us both up quickly but Quinn and I didn't let go of each others hands. "Whats happening?!" I screamed. I don't understand… Did a plane seriously just crash into the North Tower?! Quinn was shaking and was at a loss of words so Joey spoke up, "A plane just crashes into the 93rd through the 99th floor!" I shook my head in disbelief, "Accident?" He nodded, "Maybe! Who knows? We just have to get out of here!" He tried opening the door and he looked terrified as he looked back at us, "What?! Just open the damn door!" Erik the guy from the firm spoke in a broken voice, "He can't.. It's jammed.."

Quinn launched herself on me and I wrapped my arms around her, "Its going to be okay Q, calm down. We will get out okay? I promise you." She sniffled and pulled away. I knew she didn't believe me. How could she though? We were stuck in this conference room in a burning building.

9:03am, September 11th 2001.

Quinn and everyone in the room calmed down a bit. We figured the Fire Department will be up in a few and we will be saved. Mikey who was looking out the window, the same person we told everyone to get down because he saw a plane flying too low once again delivered the news in sheer panic, "GET BACK DOWN!" Shit. We all hit the floor but this time we didn't feel anything but we did hear a huge boom and a crash. It didn't hit us. Joey let out a shaky breathe, "It's the South Tower…" Quinn let out a sob. "They're doing it on purpose!"

Brittney's POV

I was just sitting at home wondering how my beautiful wife's meeting is going. Then I heard the phone ring. It was Rachel. "Hey Rach what's-" She cut me off and her voice was shaky and it sounded like she was crying, "Are you watching CNN right now?!" I sighed, Did Barbra Streisand have a stroke or something? "No…Why? And please stop screaming it's way too early for this." Just then I heard my front door open and Rachel hangs up her cell phone and runs over to me in a panic and she's sobbing. Now I'm scared. "What's wrong?!" She just shook her head and started crying harder, "San….Quinn…The towers." Santana? Something's wrong with Santana?! "Speak Rach tell me what's wrong!"

Just then she grabs the remote and turns it on CNN. As soon as I read the headlines of the breaking news.. The North and South towers of the World Trade Center have been crashed into by planes and they're calling it a terrorist attack. The color drained from my face and I froze in place. Santana is in the North Tower and I didn't even ask her what floor was her conference meeting on! I turned to Rachel, my voice barley audible "What floor are they on Rachel?" She looked at me and started crying again, "The 89th floor of the North Tower. The plane went through the 93rd and 99th…"

Holy shit. Only four floors away. This isn't happening. I couldn't even cry, I couldn't breathe. My wife is stuck inbetween a terrorist attack. Oh god…I turned to Rachel again, "They're okay. I bet they're fine. Quinn and Santana are going to come home soon.." Rachel just cried harder and as she was about to speak my cell phone rang. I looked down and it was Santana.

I quickly picked up, "Babe!" She spoke quick and I heard the fear in her voice, "Baby I cant talk long I need to let Quinn call Rach. Baby…I'm stuck…The door is jammed and the fire is growing by the minute. If I don't get out please, please don't ever forget that I love you to the moon and back 50 times okay? I want you to remember me smiling not like this okay?" I couldn't hold it in. I was crying harder than I have ever cried in my life, "San you're going to make it out of there I promise!" She started to cry, "Sweetheart….I don't think I am.."