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When I gain consciousness again, I suddenly become extremely aware of the awful amount of noise around me.

Here ... Wherever I am.

I slowly attempt to open one eye, but when I am instantly blinded by the light, I just try to find out where I am through the small view I have while narrowing my eyes. There is light. So much light ...

After a few minutes, I start to get used to it, and I manage to open my left eye with a bit of silent cursing. I can't see much, just a bright white ceiling, and suddenly a face hovering over me, just a bit too close.

"San! You're awake! I was so worried about you!"

I groan, it feels like she's yelling in my ear with a mega phone. "Berry .. Am I in a hospital?" I ask, opening my other eye, and noticing a crash cart still standing beside my bed. When I look down, I see my leg is in a plaster, and my right arm is placed over my chest.

"Yes, you are indeed"

I furrow my eyebrows a bit "Why?" I huff.

"Oh my god, you don't remember?! They said the fall might've caused some head trauma, what if you have memory loss now?!"

I sigh as Rachel starts to freak out. "I don't magically have alzheimer or something, Berry. Now can you back of a little, your mouth smells like tuna."

She looks at me, obviously offended. I roll my eyes. "I remember falling down the stairs, okay. But why am I in a hospital bed with creepy dead people around me?"

"They are not dead" Rachel hisses. "You're in the emergency room. You passed out on the floor, I was worried and your mom couldn't make it and..-"

"-You called my mother?! Why the hell would you do that?"

"I don't know, I just thought-"

"You thought what, Rachel? You know she's still pissed that I dropped out of college, after all of these years. You know she thinks it's ridiculous that I earn easy money from commercials about yeast of all things. You really think she would-"

I get interrupted by a chirping phone. I frown and wiggle so I'm sitting up a little. These hospital beds are squeeky, and everything but comfortable. A few patients look at me annoyed.

"Got a problem?" I snap, still pissed off because of Rachel. The old man glares at me one more time, before looking away. I search for my phone and grab it. I don't bother looking at the screen, I just pick up.

"Santana?"

When I hear that voice, I instantly look at Rachel. I hold my phone against my chest to mute the sound and I raise my eyebrows at her.

"Can't you see I'm calling?"

She sighs and heads to the door, where she holds still. She opens her mouth when I give her a really?-look.

"I'm not leaving you." She says firmly.

I roll my eyes "Fine. But please do take another step further, I can still see your unibrow from here."

I hold my cellphone to my ear. "Hey, sorry about that"

"Oh no, it's okay. I was just getting a bit worried because you weren't answering anymore and normally you always text back so quickly and I thought about calling you but I didn't want to come over as a stalker or something so yeah I sent another text but you-"

"-Brittany" I chuckle. "Take a breath."

I smile when I hear her breathe in and out. "Are you okay?"

I frown "I uh .. I don't know. I'm in the hospital."

"Sanny's in the hospital?!"

I can't help the smile spreading across my face when I hear the little voice in the background.

"Sanny are you okay?"

"Tell the little munchkin that I'm fine" I smile. "It's nothing bad I just ..-"

"-Ms. Santana Lopez?"

A doctor in a long, white coat walks up to me. He has giant glasses on his nose, and kind of looks like an evil professor, but the look in his eyes is kind.

"Yes?"

He nods at me "I'm doctor Shepherd."

I frown.

"And no, not the one from the tv show."

I try to bite back a laugh. Even though I'm not in the least attracted to mr. McDreamy, I must say Shepherd from Grey's Anatomy is just a bit cuter than this one.

He lets out a soft sigh. "Do you know why you're here, ms. Lopez?"

I frown "Not really .. I don't feel any pain so I don't get why I should stay here."

"Well, you apparently made an unpleasant tumble down the stairs. Your right shoulder was dislocated, and you have a few fractures in your leg."

"So .. I broke my leg?"

He nods again "Yes."

"Shouldn't you like, feel something then?"

A small smile appears on his face. "Of course, but we assumed you wouldn't be out for long, so we gave you something to ease the pain."

He takes out a small light and shines with it in my eyes. He puts it away again and looks at me. "Don't worry, you'll feel it soon enough."

I raise an eyebrow. "Okay then .. But I can go home, right?"

At first he ignores my question, scribbles on a paper and briefly reads through a stack of paper that is apparently my file. He looks at me. "In my opinion you seem fine, no sign of head trauma, confusion or memory loss. A nurse will be here soon to do a complete check up on you"

He hints a smile at me, before turning around and walking past Rachel, out of the room.

I lie down again, and smile when I see Brittany is still on the phone. "You heard that? I'll be home real soon, that means it's not that bad."

I hear a relieved sigh. "Glad to hear that .. I'm gonna go now, you should rest and Ali has to go to bed anyway."

"Oh .. Okay. I'll see you again?"

"Ofcourse!"

I smile "Okay .. Goodnight"

"Goodnight Sannyyyy"

"Sweet dreams, little one. Sleep tight, Brittany"

"Bye Santana, take care."

With those words, Brittany ends the call. I look back up at Rachel and sigh. "Sorry I yelled at you .." I apologise, and she smiles and walks up to me again.

"It's okay. I should've known. I shouldn't have called your mom."

I nod, and look up as a tiny blonde in a uniform walks into my room. A bright smile spreads across her face "Hello there, finally up?"

I awkwardly smile back. "Have I been out that long?"

She shakes her head and checks my file, before heading over to my bed. "An hour or so .. I'm Quinn. How are you feeling?"

"Santana" I smile. "And I'm fine"

She frowns and chuckles "I know your name"

"Right" I nod.

She asks me to sit up, tests my reflexes and shines with the little light again. After a few short tests, she writes something down and looks at me. "I think you can go home, I'll let your doctor know, and I'll have someone bring a wheelchair over."

I frown "A wheelchair?"

"Well" she laughs "Were you planning to walk on that leg?"

She winks at me and disappears out of the room. I watch her leave with a grin on my face and look at Rachel.

"She was cuuute"

She gasps at me and smacks my left arm.

"What?"

"Why'd you say she was cute?"

I frown "Um, because she was? What's your problem suddenly?"

"What about Brittany?"

"Ooh" I chuckle "I get it. But I didn't say she's cuter than Brittany, did I?"

Rachel shakes her head. "You .. Ugh, you are unbelievable."

I let out a small laugh. "By the way, it's not like we're dating or something. We're just .. Hanging out. Actually, we've only hung out twice"

Rachel raises an eyebrow and slowly nods her head. "Sure. How do you feel about her, anyway? Do you like her?"

I feel my cheeks flush a bit and I furrow my eyebrows while I look down. "Why do you care?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I an see her shaking her head, grinning ear to ear. "Just beacuse .."

About twenty minutes later, the doctor came back again. He scribbled some things in my file and eventually told me I could go home. Now, I am in a wheelchair, being rolled out of the hospital by Rachel.

Not my favourite situation, obviously.

She tells me I'm staying at her place tonight, since my apartment has, well, stairs. I don't mind, I've crashed with her before, and her bed is actually quite comfy. Although I still think it's ridiculous that she rather sleeps in the guest room or on the couch than to share a giant, king size bed with me.

She probably thinks I would jump her or something.

"Santana?"

I look up at her and raise my eyebrows.

"I'm uh .. You'll have to sit in the backseat, I guess"

I sigh and nod. "It's okay .."

I have this thing that I don't like sitting in the backseat. Especially when there are two people in the front and I'm alone in the back. Makes me feel left out, or something.

She opens the car door and helps me in. I don't make the effort of properly sitting up and buckling my seatbelt, I just lie down. When my head hits the seat, I suddenly feel tired.

"Are you okay?"

I hum a response and realise I closed my eyes, my arm placed over my forehead. I move my arm and open an eye to look at Rachel. She looks so concerned, I give her a soft smile.

"I'm okay"

She nods at me, and turns her head.

"Hey, Berry?"

I can hear her let out a quiet sigh, she probably thinks I'm about to snap at her. For calling my mother, for asking about Brittany, for being dramatic and taking me to the hospital, .. But I don't. I figured that she's actually a really good friend to me, and she really cares about me. I should treasure her, while I still can.

She raises an eyebrow at me, her lips in a tired smile. "Yah?"

"Thank you," I say quietly. Her eyes light up a bit and she gives me a sweet smile back. She takes my hand and gives it a soft squeeze.

"You're welcome .. Now let's get you to bed, you look awful."

I let out a light chuckle and roll my eyes. "Love you too, hun"

I stare at the ceiling, lost in thoughts. The room is dark, and the sounds I hear are unknown. I don't know why, I don't like sleeping at someone else's house. Especially when I'm in bed alone. The ticking of my bedroom clock, the soothing sound of the wind outside my window, the way my radiator makes noise every five minutes,.. I'm so used to it, it helps me sleep. I makes me uneasy when it's quiet like this.

I figure I'm probably not going to sleep tonight anyways, so I might as well see if anyone is up. I don't want to wake Rachel though, she was so sweet to me earlier, and she looked really tired.

Would Brittany be asleep yet?

I decide to just try and call her. I really hope she's not asleep yet.

"Hello ..?"

My lips curl into a smile. Her voice sounds small, and sleepy, and honestly so adorable.

"Hi" I whisper. "You asleep ..?"

"Yeah" she giggles. "I can call in my sleep"

I bite my lip to hold back from laughing, but I giggle anyways. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

"Hmmyeah" she says quietly "but I don't mind. Why are you calling?"

"Oh .. sorry .. I just, um, couln't sleep"

"Mm" she hums "why not? Are you okay?"

She's starting to sound a bit more awake, yet suddenly concerned.

I softly shake my head "Yeah, yeah I'm okay .. How are you?"

She giggles and I feel a goofy smile spreading across my face. "I am still the same as a few hours ago"

I let out a light chukle "Right .. And Alison? Is she asleep already?"

"Hmm mm"

"Well ..um, give her a goodnight kiss from me" I say, a bit shyly.

She giggles again. "Okay, I will .."

"Okay" I hear she's still laughing and I frown. "Why are you laughing at meee" I whine.

I can hear the smile in her voice when she tells me "nothing, you're just cute.", and I feel my cheeks blushing slightly.

"Mm" I hum "I'm not cute"

"Oh, you are though" she says. "You shouldn't deny it because I know you know" she adds. Her voice sounds severe, but I know she's joking.

"Mmthankyou" I mumble.

"Ooh!" she says, suddenly really loud. I flinch and rub my hand over my ear.

"Ow, not so loouud"

"Sorry" she apologises, but I can hear she's biting back a laugh. "I just had an amazing idea."

"Oh really? Do tell.."

"Well, you obviously can't go to work tomorrow, with your broken bones and all. And it's Saturday so Ali doesn't have school, and I don't have work either. Sooooo we are going to visit and keep you busy for the day!"

I smile at her enthusiasm. "That would be nice"

"Right?"

She sounds so excited, it's contagious. "Yeees .. But I'm at Rachel's now, so I'll have to ask her first?"

"That's fineee, I'll just tell Ali to bat her eyes and she won't be able to resist"

I chuckle "You don't need Ali for that"

It takes her a second to realise what I said, I bet she's slightly narrowing her eyes right now, her brows in a little frown. And then a smile. "Aaww .. You're so sweet"

"Yeeah .." I grin goofily. "Well, I should probably go to sleep, since I'm having a busy day tomorrow!"

"Yep, indeed. Goodnight, Sanny"

I smile "Goodnight, Britt"

I end the call and shove my phone under the pillow, before laying down. I wiggle a bit, pull up the covers to find a comfortable sleeping position, and I drift off to sleep with a smile on my face.

Thoughts anyone?