AN: Ha I'm just going to continue with it! We'll see where the waves takes me. (I wanted to use a Dutch saying translated, but it didn't 'look' right..) Anyway; I've decided to keep the chapters short. It's easier for me to understand it all, even though I'm writing it myself! I don't want to lose my own story and this way I can update easily and fast. I'm still open for positive critique and advise!
Remembering.
Santana felt chills down her spine when she entered the hospital. It had only been 3 days since she left a hospital herself and being back to all the white and sterile rooms, made her nervous. She thought back to her days in the hospital and her coma. She actually heard the doctors talk about her, to her. She heard the nurses say how sorry they felt for her; such a pretty, young woman, a Jane Doe, full in life… When the doctor came and talk to her, she started remembering things. She went with a bunch of people on a helicopter, to get higher into the mountains. Somehow, the helicopter had some trouble with the engine and before she fully realized, what happened, the helicopter crashed. She was thrown out of her seat, before the fire erupted. She couldn't hear her the other passengers, she couldn't hear a damn thing. When she tried to get up, she couldn't feel her legs. There was blood everywhere and she felt dizzy. She remembered the fire getting bigger and all of a sudden there was a loud explosion and she was thrown back, down the hills. She kept tumbling down, before coming to a stop against a big pile of rocks. She hit her head pretty hard and immediately lost conscious.
Santana shook her head, the memories of the crash were livid and she closed her eyes for a second. The doctors told her, she must have laid there for four days, before she was found. Evidently there had been a search party going on, but no one knew where they had gone, the crew had decided last minute where to go and didn't inform anyone. Santana shook her head, if only they had left a little bit of information.. Now, everybody was gone and she was the only survivor. The company who rented the helicopter out, had started the search party, but had no idea who was on board. There for, the local police had no clue who to search for. When Santana had woken from her coma, she had suffered amnesia; she had no idea who she was, why she was up in the mountains and who the doctors could call for her. Somehow, every bit of paperwork, was sent the wrong way, the wrong state, the wrong police station. Thinking back, Santana felt anger rise in her. The authorities really fucked that one up and had made it impossible, to link her, as a Jane Doe, to the missing person report.
"Ma'am? Can I help you?" Santana looked up, to see a nurse standing with a clipboard, "you look a little pale…" Santana scoffed. She was freaking Latina, she was never pale! She shook her head and immediately asked for her wife. "My wife was brought in a few minutes ago, where can I find her? Her name is Brittany, Brittany Lopez." The nurse went up to a desk with a computer on it. Santana saw her typing in the name of her beloved and waited anxiously. The nurses brows frowned. "What is it?" Santana felt her inside tumble with panic. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't seem to find her.. What did you say her name was?" Santana quickly spelled out the name of her wife and waited while holding her breath. The nurse typed away and then slowly turned to the nervous Latina. "Well ma'am, there was a female brought in a few moments ago, but it seems like she has a different name.." Santana looked confused. "Oh wait, maybe they used her maiden name, try Brittany Pierce." The nurse looked at the screen. "Nope", she said, "but there is a Brittany S. Evans? She's in exam room…"
Santana saw the nurses mouth moving, but couldn't hear a single thing. Evans? Like.. Sam Evans? A million thoughts went to the Latina's head. What was going on? She didn't understand. Why was Sam even at the house? Her house? Then she remembered Brittany calling him baby... Could it be? How long was she gone? How long had it been? Brittany S. Evans? It didn't even sound right. She was Brittany S. Lopez! She took her name, with love. She remembered her say "No, San, I'm going to be a Lopez, proudly so!" She remembered the loving way her wife beamed at her, when they we're presented as Mrs. And Mrs. Lopez. So what was going on here? Where was her Brittany? Suddenly she felt dizzy and nauseous. Her legs started to shake and her mouth felt dry. How long had she been out? Was it so long, that Brittany had moved on? Santana felt as though she took a punch in the stomach. Her beautiful Brit-Brit… Married to.. Sam?
"Ma'am? Ma'am! Somebody get the doctor, she's fainting! Ma'am, please relax, try and breath.. Ma'am…."