Brittany watched as the clock struck ten. Quinn would be lying on the surgery table now, tubes everywhere, knocked out, doctors ready to perform a miracle. She sat there with so many different things going through her head. Will she be okay? Where was Joe? Was Santana coming back? All these questions running through her mind but no answers. Around ten thirty Joe came running through the doors.
"What did I miss?" he asked.
"Nothing. She will have been in there for about a half hour now".
"I prayed for her all morning. I prayed that she'd made it through this surgery and that she'd have a speedy recovery".
"Thanks Joe".
Joe looked up at the clock which now read ten thirty five. He began to twiddle his thumbs.
"I'm so nervous".
"Me too".
"Did anyone else show up early morning?"
"Yeah...Santana came in around four this morning".
"Santana?!"
"Yeah...can you believe it? Never thought I'd ever see her again".
"Did you talk to her?"
"Yeah, we had a coffee together...chatted for about an hour".
"How is she?"
"She's good. She's got a girlfriend now".
A brief silence comes over them.
"I'm sorry".
"No need to be sorry. I'm happy for her".
"Is she still around?"
"She said she'd be here when I got here but she was nowhere to be found".
"Maybe she'll come back when she thinks the surgery is over".
"Yeah maybe".
They both sat there making small talk for about an hour. Suddenly a door swung open and in walked a doctor with a clipboard.
" ?"
Brittany stood up.
"That's me".
"Can I have a word with you in private?"
"Sure..."
Joe stood up as well.
"Is everything okay doctor?" he asked.
"Who is this?"
"Oh it's a good friend of Quinn's, he just got here about an hour ago".
"I just need a moment alone with here".
"Sure...okay..."
Joe sat back down as Brittany walked into a room around the corner with the doctor.
"Is everything okay?"
"There's been a complication".
"What kind of complication?"
" 's lung is repaired but she didn't respond well to the stitching up. She went into a brief cardiac arrest but we have managed to stabilize her. She is however comatose and we do not know how long it will last".
"But she's going to wake up right?..."
The doctor looked down at her clipboard but Brittany spoke again before the doctor could.
"Right?..."
"We're hoping for the best ".
"The best?! No! She has to wake up! She can't die on me! Not now!" yelled Brittany.
" please calm down...I suggest you go home and get some rest".
"No! When can we see her?!"
"She's in ICU right now. Once we have her settled in, I will come and let you know".
"When will that be?!"
"I'm sorry but I am unable to answer that question right now but I promise the minute I find out I will let you know...now if you excuse me".
The doctor placed his hand on Brittany's shoulder as he walked passed her. Brittany fell to her knees and began to cry. Joe could hear her sobbing in the other room so he went to see if she was okay.
"Brittany..."
Brittany looked up at Joe as she continued to cry.
"What happened?!"
Through her tears she replied, "She's in a coma Joe".
"What?!"
"She went into cardiac arrest during the closing of the surgery. They did everything they could. Her lung is repaired but they don't know how long she'll be comatose".
"But she's going to wake up right?"
"They're hoping for the best".
Joe suddenly went white as a ghost. He stepped towards Brittany and threw his arms around her. He began to cry with her. How could this of happened? What made God believe this was the plan meant for Quinn? Joe had never been more upset in his entire life. And as for Brittany...broken. All she wanted was for Santana to be there to hold her like she used to. Where did she go? She said she would be here when Brittany got to the hospital in the morning but she was nowhere to be seen. Had she realized she made a huge mistake coming back here? Or did something more important come up? Brittany didn't even get her new number from her before she left yesterday or she would've tried calling her. Right then and there she prayed for her friend's life and for Santana to come walking through the door. Sure enough, she did.
"Santana!"
Brittany ran over to her and placed her arms around her. Santana squeezed her tightly like she always used to do.
"What's wrong?"
"She went into cardiac arrest during the surgery. She's in a coma...they don't know how long it'll last".
"I'm so sorry Brit".
She squeezes her tightly again.
"What if she doesn't wake up?!"
"Don't think that way hun. Think positive! Everything's going to be okay".
Joe got up and begins to walk out the door.
"Joe...where are you going?"
"I'm going to try and get a hold of Rachel. I'll be in the waiting room".
Joe walked out of the room, leaving Brittany and Santana still locked in an embrace.
"Where were you this morning?...you said you'd be here when I got here".
"I stepped out for a minute. Michelle called me".
Brittany released from the embrace after hearing that name. Michelle...what was she thinking? Santana was happily involved with another woman and here she was hoping for something to come out of this.
"When you going back home?" asked Brittany.
"I should be heading back tonight".
"Well don't let this get in the way of that. You have a life to get back to".
"I can stay as long as you want me to".
"I'll be fine".
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yeah...go home. I'll keep you posted".
"Brit, I don't want you being alone right now".
"I'm not alone I promise. I have Joe...and Rachel's coming this evening".
"If you say so..."
Santana gave Brittany another hug.
"If you need anything you know I'm here for you".
"Thanks".
And with that Santana slowly released from the hug and walked away. That was it Brittany thought. I'll never see her again...for good this time. She let a few spoken words of the past and a few laughs make her feel like everything was going to be the same but she was wrong. She sat alone in the empty room for another three hours, tossing different ideas around in her head. What if she could win Santana back? No way...she had Michelle now and she was happy. What if Santana came back for a reason? What if she came back to try and make it work? She couldn't have...she was just here for her friends in this time of need. Whatever is was, Brittany needed to forget about romance for a minute and start praying for her other friend. The one who was lying in ICU comatose. She shook off all thoughts of Santana and went back into the waiting room to comfort Joe. It was time to focus on the more important things in life. It was time to focus on Quinn's health and hopeful speedy recovery.