I will try to Fix you
Authors Note(I don't own any of the Glee characters) First I wanna thank quinntanarivergron4life for inspiring this story, and I promise I'll finish it. Also thank you guests for giving me a name/nickname(?) with your reviews, it helps when responding to them, this way I can thank you individually. The responses to the first two chapters, motivated me to write this as fast as I could. Enjoy and I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas, and if you don't celebrate, Happy Holidays!
Jammy: I'm glad you like it so far. They named her Jane Doe, cause that's what hospitals, and you're right cops, would name anyone who they don't know the identity of. And since Santana doesn't even know her own name, yet, that's what the nurses and everyone will refer to her as, but never to Santana(as you noticed..?) You'll see Dani's reaction in this chapter, hope it satisfies you. Santana will regain her memories, don't worry, hint; one of them is in this chapter. She'll have trouble coping with the ones with her father, of course. So, be prepared for the angst. Thanks for the review, enjoy(:
Ale: I don't want to give too much away, so I can't really say anything about what will happen with Dani and Santana, just to keep reading. Hint: Refer to the review above(it's in this chapter) Don't worry, your English is fine. Thanks for the review, enjoy(:
Sol: Thank you, I'm glad you like it so far. Yeah, compared to on the show, my Quinn in this story will be more kind. Not that she was always mean, my Quinn will just be more constant, with the exception of being jealous of course(; (hint) Thanks for the review, enjoy(:
Guest: Lol, don't worry about Puck, he's a harmless flirt, and is no threat to Quinntana. Refer to other reviews, in regards to Dantana.(Keep reading) Thanks for the review, enjoy(:
Rainbowbright108: I still love your name, lol. Keep reading(; thanks for both of your reviews, enjoy
Chapter Three
Santana wakes up to Emma giving her yet another check up. She smiles apologetically. "I know how annoying these can be, but we have to make sure everything is stable."
Santana sits up in her seat, clearing her throat. "It's ok. Do you know when I'll be having that rape kit done?"
She shakes her head. "I assume Dr. Fabray will let you make that decision."
"Hm, what makes you say that?"
Emma throws away her gloves. "Because she gave the night time nurses and morning nurses a lecture about making sure you're comfortable."
She smiles. "She's a really nice doctor."
Emma snorts. "Yes, she can be."
Santana wants to ask what she means by that, when another nurse walks in with some food.
"Morning. Today's breakfast is some eggs and toast, with a choice of either milk or orange juice. What's your poison?" The older women asks, amusing the brunette.
"Milk is fine."
She nods and gives her a little carton of milk, then uncovers the plate. "Enjoy, honey. Use the call button when you're finished."
They both leave, and Santana turns on the tv to watch while she eats. She flips through the channels, and lands on an old cartoon. She smiles, deciding to watch it. As she watches though, she gets a sense of déjà vu.
A little, nine year old Santana is in the living room, watching cartoons. She laughs at the mouse and cats antics. She loves all cartoons, but Tom and Jerry will always be her favorite. Her Abuela walks in with some cookies and milk.
"Aquí tienes, Tana. Cuidado, están calientes."
Santana turns around and smiles. "Yo puedo comer en la sala de estar?"
Alma nods. "Si. You're not at home. Abulea doesn't mind." She says in a thick accent, smiling down at Santana.
The little brunette carefully takes the plate from her, making sure she doesn't spill any. She happily eats her cookies, watching her favorite cartoon. "Mami never let's me eat in the living room."
Alma rubs her back. "I know she can be strict, bebé. She's just having trouble dealing with your father, and you being a good girl will help her a lot."
Santana frowns."What's wrong with Papi?"
Alma sighs. "Nothing you have to worry about. He just has some adult demons he needs to fight. Now enough talking about that, let's see what kind of trouble Tom and Jerry get themselves into today."
She nods, turning to the tv, easily forgetting their conversation.
Santana looks down at her milk with a fond smile. Her memories are coming back, and it wasn't something completely terrible, like she originally thought. But why did the women; her Abulea, call her, Tana? It must be a nickname, she thinks. A knock on her door, interrupts her thoughts.
Quinn pokes her head in, and seeing Santana is awake, walks inside. "I wanted to check on you myself. I just got here, and Emma told me your throat is a lot better today."
Santana nods. "And I remembered something."
Quinn looks happily shocked by the good news, taking a seat next to the brunette's bed. "That's very good news to start my day with. What did you remember?"
"I still don't know my name, but my Abulea called me Tana. I was thinking it could be a nickname."
Quinn nods in agreement. "Possibly. So, tell me about it. What brought on this memory?"
Santana points to her milk. "Tom and Jerry helped too, it was my favorite cartoon when I was little."
Quinn smiles looking back at the tv. "Mine too. Still is actually, don't tell anyone." She winks.
Santana snorts. "It was a simple memory. I was at my abuela's, watching cartoons. I remember being so happy she let me eat cookies in the living room. Mami never let me." Santana smiles at the memory, and Quinn can't but smile with her. Then remembering something else, she clears her throat, with a frown.
Quinn reaches out, and puts a comforting hand on top of hers. "What is it?" She asks with concern.
Santana shakes her head. "It's nothing too bad, I don't think. My Abulea just mentioned my Papi had some adult demons I shouldn't have to worry about. That's why my Mami was so strict with me, cause she was trying to help, and it stressed her out, so it was important that I was good for her."
Quinn nods, patting her hand. "Ok, don't worry then."
Santana nods, then returns to her food. There's a short awkward silence. Santana notices how uncomfortable the doctor looks, and decides to speak up. "What's wrong?"
Quinn looks up and sighs. "Your examination has been moved up. Another girl decided last minute she didn't want hers done. My friend called me this morning before I got here." She says apologetically.
"It won't be that bad though. Since they can't do a proper one, it'll just be a short examination of your, well, you know." Quinn's face turns red at the mention of the other girl's private parts.
The brunette smirks. "Yeah, I know."
Quinn nods, not looking up from the bed. "Right, well, I have to go make my rounds now. I'll be back to check on you later." Without looking at Santana, Quinn leaves the room. The brunette chuckles with amusement as she does, then finishes the rest of her meal.
Walking out of the room, Quinn shakes her head, cursing herself under her breath. She has never been that flustered before, talking to a patient. This girl is going to be the death of her. She goes to her office first before making her rounds. She wasn't lying to Santana, she just needs to call Dani. But as she goes to do that, Mercedes walks in.
"Hey, girl." She says sitting on one of the chairs in front of her desk.
Quinn puts her phone back with a sigh. "Hi, Cedes. What's up?"
She grins. "I saw you walking out of Jane Doe's room, looking all flustered and shit. What did she say to you?"
Quinn groans, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I don't have time for this."
Mercedes shrugs. "For what?" She asks with a mischievous smile.
Quinn shakes her head, leaning back in her chair. "You know what. I have to make a phone call, and I still have to make my rounds."
Mercedes huffs. "Sorry, girl. My morning has been boring, I was just trying to have some fun. Who do you need to call?"
"It's fine. Uh, Dani. I got home too late last night, and I was just about to call her when you walked in."
The same smile reappears as she leans forward in her seat. "Oh, I have to be here for that. I wanna hear the none sense you spill about how you got this girl's phone number, and your crazy ass concerned friend plan."
Quinn glares at her friend while picking the phone up, but doesn't say anything to her. "Hello, is this Dani?" Mercedes snorts. Quinn throws a pen at her.
"Yeah. Who's this?"
"This is Dr. Fabray, and I'm calling about my friend. I haven't been able to get in contact with her, and I was told she was seen with you last." Mercedes rolls her eyes.
"Uh, what's your friends name?"
Quinn's eyes bulge. Mercedes scoots further to the edge of her seat. "What she say?" She whispers.
Quinn waves her off, then remembers the brunette remembering her nickname. "Oh well, we just like to call her, Tana." Mercedes face palms herself. Quinn just shrugs.
"Are you talking about Santana?"
Quinn smiles then writes the name down. "Yes, I am. I haven't seen her since we hung out at the bar together. I was worried, so I asked around there, and was told you were with her last."
"Yeah, I've been calling her cell phone, she left her purse at The Twist. But, I haven't seen her since the other night."
Quinn frowns. She doesn't want to tell the blonde it was her she bumped into at the bar, but she swore the two were dating. "I was told she's your girlfriend. Was I given wrong information?"
She hears Dani chuckle. "I don't know who told you that, but I barely know her. We had sex a couple of times, I just want to get her purse to her."
Quinn raises her brows, shocked at the girl's bluntness. "Ok, then drop it off here, at Memorial Hospital. I'm sure I'll find her, she's probably hung over somewhere, this isn't the first time." She pretends to joke. Mercedes gives her an are-you-crazy-look, and she just shrugs.
"Um, yeah sure that's fine. I won't be able to get over there until this afternoon, though. I'm covering for a friend at work, I have the morning shift. Which I'm going to be late for."
"Oh, sorry. That's ok, just ask for Dr. Fabray when you get here. Alright, bye." As Quinn hangs up the phone, Mercedes sits back in her chair, shaking her head. "What?"
"You're crazy, and I can't believe that worked."
Quinn shrugs. "I got what I wanted, I know her name now." She says smiling down at the piece of paper she wrote it on.
Mercedes raises her brow. "And?"
Quinn looks up, confused. "And what?"
Mercedes rolls her eyes with a huff. "What's her name?"
She smiles. "Santana."
After she finished eating, Santana politely asked Emma to take her outside, but on the way out, they passes the children's game room, so she decided to go there instead. Now she's playing checkers with a cute six year old girl.
"You're not very good at this, Tana." The little girl says laughing. When she was asked what her name was, she momentarily panicked, then told the girl she can call her, Tana.
"I did say I've never played this before. So, you have an unfair advantage."
The little girl snorts, making her next move. "I'm only six, and I'm beating an adult." Santana just smiles. She can't argue with her, she has no idea how old she is. "Tana, are you as sick as me?"
She frowns. "I don't know."
"I have a bug in my brain. Dr. Fabray said she'll shrink it for me." The little girl says, smiling. "Dr. Fabray is the bestest."
Santana smiles. "Can't argue with you there." She says making her move.
"How sick are you?"
Santana gulps. "I got into a car accident. It hurt my brain, and now I lost my memory."
The little girl frowns. "You don't remember anything?"
"I remember one thing, from when I was around your age. That's how I know what my nickname is."
Emma has been sitting in the back, reading magazine's with the little girl's mother. She can't help but feel bad for the brunette, listening to their conversation.
"So, it's not forever?"
She shakes her head. "No, why would you think that?"
She shrugs. "I didn't want you to forget me."
Santana smiles, then walks around the table and puts the girl on her lap, and hugs her. "I won't forget my new friend."
Emma and the little girl's mother smile fondly. "Elizabeth, honey. We have to go back to your room now. Say goodbye to your friend."
Elizabeth hugs Santana back tightly. "My room is three zero four, down the hall. Will come visit me?"
She nods. "Of course I will. Mine is around the corner, three hundred. Promise to visit me too?"
She nods and gives her another quick hug. "Bye, Tana." She say walking out the door, holding her mother's hand.
Santana waves then starts putting the game away. As she does that, Mercedes pops her head in. "Emma, Dr. Ryan is ready for her."
Emma nods. Mercedes looks over to Santana and smiles. "So, your the girl Quinn keeps talking about?"
Santana looks up, slightly blushing. "I-I guess."
Mercedes smiles, looking at her up and down. "Damn, girl. I don't mean to be blunt, but you're hot. I can see why Quinnie is going above and beyond for you." Emma snorts in the background.
Santana looks down, with her cheeks darker now. "Th-Thank you."
Emma shakes her head, getting out of her seat, and starts to push Santana out of the room. Mercedes winks. "See you around." Santana just nods, looking at her lap.
"She didn't make you feel uncomfortable, did she?" She shakes her head. Emma nods with a smile."That's just who Mercedes is. She can say what we're all thinking, even if it gets her in to trouble sometimes." She explains pushing her down the hall to Dr. Ryan's examination room.
Santana snorts. Emma knocks on the open door when they reach the room. A seemingly young doctor looks up from Santana's file with a smile.
"Come in. I'll be with you in just a minute."
Emma nods pushing Santana further into the room. The brunette starts to feel a little uncomfortable, and she's unsure why, but she doesn't like it.
She clears her throat and looks up at Emma. "Will Quinn be here for this?"
Asking for the blonde, gets the doctor's attention. "She doesn't have to be, but I can page her if you want." She nods and looks at her lap feeling a little embarrassed.
"It's ok." Emma gently says from above her. Santana flashes her a weak smile.
"Ok. She should be here shortly. Can you climb up on the table for me?" She nods, and Emma helps her up. Dr. Ryan sits on a stool, and rolls himself over to Santana. "I don't know if Dr. Fabray has spoke with you already, but this is going to be a short examination, due to your circumstance."
She nods. "This morning when she got here."
"Good." He gets up and washes his hands.
Emma points to the door behind her. "I have to of make my rounds now. Quinn will take to your room when you're finished."
After Emma leaves there's a few minutes of awkward silence, as the pair wait for Quinn. Santana looks at her lap, cracking her knuckles, the uneasy feeling has returned and she wants Quinn to arrive soon.
"I know you're nervous. Tests like this are never easy, but myself and Dr. Fabray will do what we can to insure you're comfortable." She just nods, wordlessly. Then said doctor walks through the door, a little out of breath.
"I'm sorry. I had things to do in my office, and I was a little late starting my rounds."
Dr. Ryan puts his gloves on, as Quinn stands by Santana's side, and surprises them both by taking the brunette's hand.
"It's fine, I understand. Ready to get started?" He says, retaking his seat.
Quinn nods, then turns to Santana. "I actually have some good news for you. I'll tell you about it when we get to your room." She nods and tightens her grip on Quinn's hand, getting more nervous. Quinn rubs the back of it, for comfort.
"Ok. I need you to out you legs up here on the stirrups, please." Santana repositions herself. Dr. Ryan covers her lower half with a blanket. "I'm going to remove your under wear now."
Santana just nods. He removes her underwear. She cringes at the feeling, and still doesn't know why she's reacting like this. Once the underwear is off, he starts the examination.
"This will feel uncomfortable for a short time, and there be very little pain, but it'll be over quickly." Santana squeezes her eyes shut and Quinn's hand at the same time.
The blonde doctor looks down with concern. "You ok, sweetie?"
Santana doesn't answer. She doesn't like this examination at all. She doesn't like the uneasy and uncomfortable feeling of Dr. Ryan's hands, even though in gloves, she doesn't like how they make her feel. She shakes her head, not even registering what Quinn called her.
Santana is sleeping in her room, when she wakes up to something tickling her thigh. She doesn't open her eyes, but pushes the object away with her leg, then tries to go back to sleep. Not a second later she feels it again, and she does the same thing, with a groan this time. Then she feels a dip in the bed, and looks over to her side to see Nicholas.
"Papi, no. Let me sleep, I'm tired and I have school tomorrow."
He ignores her, by running his hand up her leg again."Papi." She tries to protest again. Nicholas groans covering her mouth. "Do I have to remind you to be quiet every time I come in here?"
She whimpers as he pulls her sweat pants and underwear down. She squeezes her eyes shut. Nicholas grins while rubbing her clit. "I need you nice and wet for Papi."
Santana continues to shake her head, and sits further up on the table, preventing Dr. Ryan from continuing the examination."No, no, no, por favor, stop." Quinn and Dr. Ryan exchange looks.
Quinn rubs Santana's arm. "What's wrong, what just happened? Talk to me."
Santana brings her legs to her chest, as she continues to cry. The doctor's have an idea, what's going on, but they need the brunette to verbally tell them.
"It's ok, sweetie. You're ok, no one here is going to hurt you. Do you want to go back to your room?" She asks gently. Santana nods. Quinn turns to Dr. Ryan. "Is that ok, or do you need to finish?" He shakes his head. Quinn notes how uncomfortable he looks.
"No, I was able to get what I need. I'll fill out the paperwork, and get the samples down to the lab." She nods. "B-But before you take her, I need to talk to you."
Quinn turns to Santana, rubbing her arm. "I'll be right back, ok?" Santana nods, not looking up. Quinn walks in the hall with Dr. Ryan. " What's wrong? I never seen you react like this after an exam."
Dr. Ryan sighs deeply. "I've been doing this job for a long time, I thought I've seen it all. You'd think this girl just had a baby with the damage done. He was so rough, it tore her pretty good."
Quinn looks away, holding back her sickness. "What happens now? We don't even know who did this to her."
"Like I said, I'll take these to the lab. By the looks of it, she probably knows who it is now, the rest is up to her."
Quinn sighs. "Ok. I'm gonna take her to her room. I don't know if this good news will help her now, though."
Dr. Ryan smiles sympathetically and pats her shoulder. "We've been through this before, just give her time."
She nods, then goes back inside the room. Santana is in the same position as they left her in. Quinn walks around the bed, and rubs the brunette's back. "Let's go back to your room. You're ok, the exam is over."
Santana finally turns her head. "I'm sorry."
She shakes her head. "You have nothing to apologize for. I'll give you some privacy, then we'll go back to your room."
Santana nods. Quinn walks out. It takes a few minutes, but Santana slides out off the table. Then with shaky hands, puts her underwear back on, and joins Quinn in the hall."You have to sit back in the wheel chair. Sorry, hospital policy."
She says getting the chair. Then she gently helps Santana sit down, and begins to push the brunette to her room. Once they arrive, she helps the brunette on to her bed, then sits beside her. "I know you don't want to talk about it, so we won't ok?" She nods. "D-Do you still want to hear the good news?"
Santana shrugs. "Sure, why not."
"I got in touch with one of your friends, and I got a name out of her." She starts to explain.
"What is it?" She may be shaken up still, but she's waited long enough for someone to tell her who she is.
Quinn smiles. "Santana."
"Hm. Now Tana makes sense." Quinn snorts. "What's my friend's name?"
Quinn squirms in her seat. Despite knowing Dani and Santana aren't dating, she doesn't like how eager the blonde sounded, when discussing what time she can drop by.
"Dani."
Santana thinks for a moment. "Doesn't sound familiar, but then again, nothing does."
Quinn smiles sympathetically, rubbing the back of Santana's hand. "I have to go now, I have surgery. It's a simple appendix removal, but it takes time, then I have my rounds to make. You won't see me until your friend comes. Try to get some rest, ok?" Santana nods.
"If you can't sleep, don't worry about it." She says getting out if the chair and taking the wheel chair. "I'll see you later, Santana."
She flashes a weak smile at the doctor. "See you later."
Santana tries her best to get some sleep, but she can't get that man's face out of her head. He may be her father, but since she lost her memory, he's just a stranger to her. She turns the tv on, but she still can't get the horrible memory out of her head, and she's not paying attention to it. Since she isn't, Emma walks in unnoticed.
"Are you ok?" She jumps a little, then nods. "I heard you had a rough morning. Quinn is in surgery, but she sent me to check on you. How do you feel?"
She shrugs. "Confused, scared. Quinn told me some of my memories would be bad since I found the bruises, but I didn't think how bad they would be."
"You know, I can get someone to talk to you. We have people here to help with that."
She shakes her head. "I don't want to talk about it. I wish that memory would've never come back, and now I have to look forward to more of them." She says laying on her side.
Emma nods. "I understand, but if it gets too much for you, please reconsider." Santana says nothing, so the nurse leaves.
Quinn had a hard time concentrating on the surgery, it wasn't until she called to the nurses station, to request Emma to check on Santana, that she was able to get through it. Right after she got out, she started her rounds, now she's checking on one of her youngest patients, six year old, Elizabeth.
"How is my favorite patient doing?"
Elizabeth smiles, looking away from her cartoon. "Good."
Quinn looks over her chart. The little girl's mother smiles fondly in her spot next to the window. "I heard that you're doing better with your therapy."
Elizabeth nods with a big smile. "My hand works now." She says innocently.
Quinn puts her chart back down. "It does? Prove it."
Elizabeth holds up her hand, then has her thumb touch the fingertips of her other fingers, in different patterns. Quinn gives her a high five.
"Good job, Lizzie." The little girl smiles proudly. "Has she had another seizure?"
Her mother shakes her head. "Not since the last one."
Quinn nods. "Yeah, but we talked about that." She turns to Elizabeth. "Now all you have to do is make sure you do very well in therapy, then you can go home, ok?"
She nods. "Will Tana get to go home, too?"
Quinn looks to the little girl's mother for an explanation. She shrugs. "Tana?" Of course she knows who the little girl is talking about, she just doesn't understand how she knows the Latina.
Elizabeth nods. "She's my new friend. We played together in the game room. She told me she lost her memory, but it's not forever. I would love to show her all my toys at home, so we can play together." She says innocently.
Quinn smiles, imagining Santana playing with the little girl. "You like Santana?"
She tilts her head. "Is that her name?" Quinn nods. "Yeah. She's nice, and really pretty, like a princess."
Quinn chuckles. "I agree, she is nice and very pretty. But I don't think she can go home yet though." Elizabeth frowns. "But you can visit her whenever you want. I'm sure she'll like that."
Her smile instantly reappears. "Ok. Can I visit her later?"
"Maybe, we'll see. If not today, tomorrow. How does that sound?"
She shrugs. "Ok."
Quinn ruffles her hair. "I'll see you later."
Elizabeth stands up in her bed, and hugs the doctor tightly. "Bye."
She smiles. "Bye, sweetie." Quinn is first to pull away, then waves to the little girls mother as she leaves. Before she goes to Santana's room, she stops by the nurses office, and sees Dani talking to Emma. "Dani?"
"Yes, are you Dr. Fabray?" She nods. Dani gives her Santana's purse. "Did you track down Santana yet?"
Quinn nervously glances at Emma, then shakes her head. "No, but I have friends helping out."
Dani frowns. "Shouldn't we be worried? I mean, NYPD was calling me."
"No. Like I said, this isn't the first time this has happened. We're trying to get a handle on her partying." She jokes. Emma looks puzzled, and Quinn shakes her head.
Dani nods. "Call me when you find her?"
"Sure." She reluctantly agrees.
"Thanks. Well, I have to go, see you around."
She nods, waving as the blonde leaves. Emma looks between where Dani just walked off to, then Quinn. "What was that about? Why didn't you tell her friend we found her?"
Quinn rolls her eyes. "Cause she's not a friend, just a one night stand. I'm gonna go give this to Santana."
Emma smiles knowingly as she walks away. Quinn feels a little guilty for not telling the blonde the truth, but not enough to apologize. She's probably just looking for another booty call, and Santana deserves better than that. Quinn peaks inside the brunette's room, and frowns seeing she's still awake.
"Hey, didn't you promise you would try to rest?"
She nods. "I did. I can't sleep." She says not looking up from her lap.
Quinn sighs, putting the brunette's purse on the night stand. "If you need to talk to someone-"
Santana cuts her off, shaking her head. "I can't. I told you, I don't want to talk about it, and besides, I only have one bad memory. Maybe I'll have more good ones."
She nods. "Ok. I have your purse here. If you want see what you have in there, it's on the table next to you."
That gets her attention. "My friend was here?"
Quinn cringes inside. She forgot Santana was looking forward to that. "Uh yeah, but she's too busy, and couldn't stay long. I'm sorry."
Santana huffs, looking away. "Can you leave? I wanna be alone."
Quinn knows it's understandable for the brunette to react like this. But that doesn't stop her from feeling a little hurt from it. "Sure. If you need anything, you know the drill. Hit the nurses button." She starts to walk out, but stops at the door.
"Elizabeth asked about you. I gave her permission to visit you. So, don't be surprised if she pops in tomorrow morning."
Santana flashes a weak smile, but doesn't look away from her lap. Quinn closes the door behind her, and leans against it with a deep sigh.
Authors Note
I was planning to have this up earlier, but idk how many times I had to rewrite Quinn with Elizabeth. I'm still getting used to my iPad mini, and the keyboard has an undo button, which I never had on my iPod touch, and it's in the same spot the period used to be, so sometimes I accidentally hit it:/ Thoughts? Again, I hope those who celebrate have a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year. Those who don't, Happy Holidays, and have a Happy New Year!