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The moment Santana saw Quinn's doctor she jumped up and made her way to him. 'Doc...how is she?' She asked past the big rock in her throat.

The doctor although a little startled smiled a little, at least he had some good news. 'Quinn is stable and resting.' He led Santana a little bit away again, remembering that she wasn't keen on sharing with the rest of the group there for her wife. 'She went into cardiac arrest while we were operating, but we managed to get her back. We were also able to fix as much damage as we could. Now it is up to her. The next 24 hours are critical.'

Santana wondered if she would ever be able to breath normally again. Or if she would always have this feeling like she was drowning. 'Can I see her?'

The doctor nodded. 'Yes of course. But only two people at a time for now, and I know you won't want to leave her. So I am going to let you stay with her after visiting hours, but only you.' The doctor looked at her sternly. He doubted he would have any trouble with her though. She seemed very protective of her wife. That was the only reason he was making allowances, plus he really believed that critical patients did better having their loved ones close.

'Thank you.' Relief swept through Santana, she looked up and saw Brittany not far away. She held out her hand and Brittany jumped and took Santana's hand tightly. 'I'm scared.' Santana said softly.

Brittany nodded her head. 'So am I, but I think Quinn is more scared. So you have to be her Sannie right now, because she can't be yours right now.'

Santana swallowed then nodded. 'Doc can you take us, or do we need to ask the nurses?'

'No I can take you.' He said softly.

Santana bit her lip then looked at the others there. 'When you are done could you tell Mrs Fabray how her daughter is doing? I...I just really need to see her right now.' And I can't face her yet.

The doctor nodded kindly. 'Of course, and if you need me for anything let the nurses know. They can page Dr. Norton.'

Santana nearly fainted when Dr. Norton showed them into Quinn's room. He had warned them how bad Quinn would look. She was on a respirator and was hooked up to so many machines there was hardly anything of Quinn that wasn't covered. 'Oh god!' Santana sat down in the chair next to Quinn. 'I love you.' She whispered softly as she took Quinn's undamaged hand in her own.

Brittany stood in the door of the room. She didn't know what to do. The girl lying in that hospital bead looked nothing like Quinn. But it was, and Santana was loosing it. She walked up to the bed and made Santana shift so she could sit on the chair too. 'Hey Q, you had us so worried. Sannie is like totally sad and won't talk to anyone but me.' Britanny said softly, she figured that talking to Quinn could only help. Maybe she would wake up. 'And it is so cool how you are now Quinn Lopez! You guys totally suck for not telling me though.' Britanny pouted then smiled softly when she felt Santana's arm come around her waist. 'S told me how you proposed. So sweet. Although you have to teach me how to make Sannie go all mushy.'

'I do not go mushy.' Santana said wiping some tears away. But smiled at Brittany, she was of course right. Every time she closed her eyes she saw something Quinn did and how her heart melted every single time.

'Yes you do, when you talk about Quinn you go super mushy.' Brittany poked Santana then turned back to Quinn. 'You have a superpower Quinn, it's so cool.'

'Are you really mad we didn't tell you B?' Santana asked after letting Brittany have a monologue with Quinn about how awesome Quinn was. And I could say it any better. You are amazing.

Brittany scrunched her nose. 'I am bummed I didn't get to be in the wedding, but you must have had a good reason. So no, but I am super excited now. And I want to hear all about the wedding and everything.'

Santna sighed relieved. 'You Brit can ask us anything. How about when Quinn is better you come with us to our place and I'll show you some pics. Quinn documented the hell out of it.' Brittany nodded enthusiastically making Santana grin. She looked at Quinn again and this time saw her Quinn, her beautiful Quinn. She was ok to let some other people visit now. 'B can you go get Quinn's mom?'

'Ok.' Brit got up and hopped from foot to foot nodded to herself. She lent down and kissed the top of Quinn's head. 'I'll visit again tomorrow than we can totally gossip about San.' She said softly then turned to Santana. 'I'll be in the waiting room if you need me San.'

Santana nodded even though she knew it would be better for Brittany to just go home, but she needed her best friend near. 'Thanks B you are the best.'

Judy Fabray gasped when she walked into Quinn's room. Her daughter was unrecognisable. She swallowed hard as she started to understand the doctors warnings. Also the the unspoken advice to make sure to say what was important to Quinn. Because looking at her the possibility of Quinn seemed a hard reality. 'Oh my baby.'

'I nearly fainted when I saw her.' Santana said softly not wanting to startle Judy who hadn't taken her eyes of Quinn. 'I...I'm sorry I didn't talk to you before.'

Judy walked closer to the bed and gently covered one of Quinn's feet. 'You were hurting.'

'So were you.' Santana said remorse colouring her voice. 'I know we don't always see eye to eye, but I still should have let you know what was going on. You are her mom, and she will kick my ass for being such a jerk.'

Judy laughed a little at that. It was true her little girl had Santana rapt around her little finger. But she would never make the mistake of pushing Santana, Judy respected her to much. 'She is your wife.' She said it softly, still not sure what to make of that fact. She saw the way Santana looked at Quinn and walked up to her and gently squeezed her shoulder. They had so much love between them it always made her heart hurt. It was something she never thought she would find. 'All of the why's and the when's and the hows don't matter now. Quinn is what matters. And you two so obviously love each other, even though I know you hold back so much when you are around me. It still shines through Santana.'

'She loves you so much.' Santana bit her lip. 'She just doesn't know how to talk to you.'

Judy nodded sadly. They had worked very hard to have a semi good relationship, but it was still so awkward most of the time. She was also well aware that Quinn felt incredibly uncomfortable in their home. To many bad memories. 'Earlier when you were telling of Finn you said that he didn't know Quinn, but I got the feeling you weren't just talking about him.' She bit her lip, she really was desperate to get to know her better. 'I would like to get to know her better. The real Quinn, I don't want her to always be on edge. I just want my little baby girl back.'

Santana closed her eyes and thanked who ever brought that on. 'I am more than willing to help you to get to know her, and she will be to when she wakes up.'

Judy blinked nodding. She bent down and like Brittany before her she kissed Quinn gently on to of the head. 'I love you baby girl. And I'll be here if you need me.' She turned back to Santana. 'The doctor told us to keep it short and there are other people who want to say hi. Let me know if anything changes.'

Santana nodded. 'Judy?' She called Judy just before she stepped out of the room. 'She will always need you, you're her mom.'

Santana lent in closer to Quinn so she could kiss her hand. 'You have to get better Q, you know how helpless I am without you to back up.' She lent back in the chair. 'Did you hear your mom before? I really think she wants to get to know the real you.' Santana said firmly. 'She was even ok with us being married. Oh yea, they all know.' Santana bit her lip, they had not wanted people to know. They had their reasons for that. And the biggest was simply that it was none of their fucking business. Now it would be all over the place. 'At least you managed to stop the wedding for now. And then Frankenteen had to out you and our relationship to everyone, you know I still can not believe we both went there. That is just eww!'

'Santa!'

Santana's head shot up and for the first time that whole day she grinned a real full blown grinn. She got up and walked up to Shelby and Beth taking her in her arms. 'Hey baby Q.' She nuzzled into Beth, she was still amazed how much Beth was like Quinn.

Shelby rolled her eyes fondly. From the very first time Santana had met Beth she had never called her anything but Baby Q, and Beth for her part refused to call Santana anything but Santa. 'You know if you keep calling her that all the time, one day she isn't going to respond to her actual name.'

Beth seemed to know that something was wrong and that she needed to be quite, and for that both Shelby and Santana were grateful. 'Yea yea.' Santana waved Shelby of then sat down next to Quinn again. 'Thank you for bringing her.'

'Of course.' Shelby said softly as she watched her daughter cock her head then lean forward and resting her head next to Quinn babling softly. Oh gods. 'Is there anything else I can get you, anything at all?'

Santana pursed her lips then nodded. 'Could you bring some of her things?'

'Of course I still have the extra key, so you just tell me what you need.' Shelby smiled at Santana glad to be able to do something useful. If she actually stopped and started thinking about what was happening she would crumple. No for the time being she was going to be strong. And do whatever it took to help.

'Her or my lap top one of them should be there. And some books, I figure what she was reading to Beth, and whatever is on the beside table. I think it's Tolstoy. And could you bring my phone, I left so fast that I forgot to grab it.'

'Ok got that. What about clothes, toiletries and something for you to eat?' Shelby asked making a mental list of what she was going to add to what Santana had asked for.

'Yea, sure that would be good.' Santana shrugged she really didn't care all that much. 'Uhm could you bring me one of Quinn's sweaters?'

Shelby nodded, not commenting on that item. It was something to personal and between Santana and Quinn. 'Is she really reading Tolstoy?'

'I think that was what she was reading, sure. I'm just glad it's not Plato. I am not fond of Philosophy.' Santana stroked Beth's back soothingly. She was falling asleep.

'Seriously if people knew you two they would think you two were the biggest geeks around! And yes I am talking about you to. I know you read just as much as she does.' Shelby sometimes had to laugh because Quinn and Santana's idea of a story for Beth was often times something she would not even understand, but Beth loved it. 'What is she reading Beth at the moment?'

'Harry Potter.' Santana chuckled, Quinn's utter fascination with the books was one of the things Santana found utterly adorable about her.

'Oh good, then when I kick you out tomorrow to get a shower I can read her something I actually understand.' Shelby said. 'Will you be ok looking after Beth until I get back?'

'Yea, but...'

'No buts, Who should I send back?' Shelby asked.

After thinking about it for a bit Santana sighed. She is Quinn's friend, and mine in her own annoying way. 'Could you send Rachel in? And tell my parents that I am ok. Everyone else should really go home. After Rachel that's it. I don't want to many people in here.'

'Ok I'll do that. I'll see you in a bit.' Shelby gave Quinn's hand a squeeze. 'You better get better, or Santana will drive us all nuts.'

Rachel paced not sure whether she really should go to Quinn's room that is where she desperately wanted to be. She nearly jumped out of her skin when someone grabbed her hand. She sighed relieved when she saw Brittany. 'You scared me.'

'Sorry.' Brittany shrugged. 'I was just wondering why you were still here?'

Rachel bit her lip. 'I don't think Santana really wants me here. And the last thing I want to do is cause even more tension.'

'If San didn't want you here you would know it.' Brittany said. 'You know she isn't shy about letting people know exactly what she thinks.'

Snorting Rachel nodded, that was true. 'I just don't want to disturb them.'

'Quinn is your friend, and she really likes you.' Brittany swung their hand between them, missing Rachel's frown. 'She doesn't really let anyone get close to her. She was starting to really let you in. Not like San, but she doesn't even let me that close. She's kinda messed up like that.' She blinked. 'What I wanted to say was, Quinn wants you here, meaning San wants you here. And don't tell her I told you, but San likes you. She was really sad when you didn't invite her to the wedding.'

'That was Finn.' Rachel whimpered. 'I wanted her there, but he said no. We had a huge fight about both Quinn and Santana coming. Her refused Santana, I managed to convince him that Quinn would be ok. I just really needed her to be there. I needed my friend.'

'You needed your best friend.' Brittany said simply, and smiled when Rachel nodded. 'Now Quinn needs her best friend.'

'You're right.' Rachel smiled hugging Brittany quickly. Then ran of.

'Of course I am.' Brittany said happily as she watched Rachel run of. 'I just don't know why everyone always sound so surprised.' She looked around the waiting room trying to decide where the most comfortable place would be to take a nap. After a while she shrugged, all the chairs were equally uncomfortable.

Rachel knocked softly on the door of Quinn's room. 'Santana?'

Santana turned as much as she could with being used as a body pillow. 'Rae come on in.' Santana whispered not wanting to wake Beth.

Rachel smiled biting her lip. 'Thank you for letting me see her.' Rachel said as she walked in, she stopped in her step swallowed hard and put on her best show face. Inside she was dying. She had never seen Quinn look so small or vulnerable. It was heartbreaking. 'I know I am the last person you would want here right now.'

Santana frowned, not understanding why Rachel would think that. 'Rae if I didn't want you here you wouldn't be here.' She unknowingly echoed Brittany. 'I know that we aren't that close, but you have been a good friend. You could have outed us months ago, but you didn't and you even took the time to really try and get to know Quinn. And I know she thinks of you as her best friend. So get your ass in here hobbit before I ends you!'

Rachel snorted, this Santana the one that she had gotten to know in the last year. She was still threatening and rude, but more in a teasing way. 'You know you are much more intimidating when you aren't cradling a toddler.' She said much more at ease. 'Is it ok if I touch Quinn?'

Santana nodded. 'Sure, just be really careful.' Santana rocked Beth gently, amazed how much comfort she got out of that simple action.

'Hey Quinn, you don't look so hot.' Rachel wrinkled her nose. 'You know you were right.' Rachel sat down very carefully next to Quinn taking her hand in her own. 'I deserve better than Finn Hudson. And you were right I don't love him. I just...I was just scared that I would never be good enough for anyone else.'

Santana arched an eyebrow. 'Quinn would so kick your midget ass right now, if she were awake. So I guess I will just have to step in and do it for her.' Santana said angrily, she absolutely hated it when Rachel talked like that. As much as she hated to admit it Rachel was talented and was way to big for this god forsaken hell hole town they were stuck in. 'Rae you are going to be a fucking star. And once you are guys will be falling all over each other to get to you. Cause you are that smoking hot. You are just way to good for this place. And people only hate you cause they know you are going places and they aren't'

Rachel bit her lip and looked at Santana shyly. 'What if I don't want guys to fall all over each other for me, not that I really see that happening.' Rachel glared at Santana when she started laughing softly. 'Why are you laughing?'

'Q so has you totally figured out! I thought she was huffing paint when she told me you might not be as straight as everyone thought you were.' Santana was shaking so hard with laughter. 'I guess she has better gay-dar than I do. I tots had no idea.'

'Quinn knew? How?' Rachel pouted completely offended at the idea that Quinn figured it out before she did herself. 'Well then she has better gay-dar than my dads too. '

Santana grinned at that. 'What can I say my girl gots talent.'

'So it would seem.' Rachel chuckled to, it felt good even though she knew that it was only a temporary bubble of happiness. 'You have some explaining to do Quinn.' She said teasingly squeezing Quinn's hand gently. 'So don't get to much beauty sleep, you hear!'