Here's the last chapter! This story got great positive reactions. It means a lot! But this story was starting to get boring for me to write and I've gotten a ton of ideas for other stories so follow me if you want to check out my other fics. I started a new one today inspired by the picture Ryan Murphy tweeted about Quinn and Santana which should be posted tomorrow or Thursday. Check that when it gets posted and thanks for reading!

Brittany tried to focus during school, but she couldn't shut her brain up. All she could think about was Santana. She stared at the clock as it ticked away, eagerly awaiting the end of the day. She planned on just skipping Glee club today but decided to stop by and inform them on Santana's condition. She figured she'd stay for 10 minutes tops and then go and see Santana so she made her way to the choir room.

She walked into the choir room and took her seat as everyone stared at her silently. As if on cue, Mr. Shue entered the room and had to do a double take when he saw Brittany sitting in her chair. "Brittany?" He questioned, still shocked to see her. "I didn't expect you to be here today."

She nodded. "I wanted to give you all an update on Santana." She stood up to stand front and center as Mr. Shue took a seat by the piano.

As everyone settles she began to speak. "It turns out that Santana's spine was injured very badly. It's fractured and they're going to perform surgery today to see if it can be repaired. That's why I'm only staying for a little while. The surgery is at 3:30 and I want to see her before. There's about a 50/50 chance the surgery could work or go seriously wrong and make her condition even worse." She took in a shaky breath to hold in her tears. "So that's all I have to say so I should get to the hospital."

She grabbed her backpack and smiled weakly at the group as she turned to walk to the door when she was stopped by Quinn calling out for her. "Hey Britt! Wait!" She felt Quinn lightly tug her wrist and spun around to meet her. "Why don't we come with you to the hospital?" She asked. "All of us. Santana's going to need all the support she can get and so will you."

"That's a great idea, Quinn." Mr. Shue chimed in. "We'd love to come see her, if that's ok with you."

A single tear escape Brittany as she nodded. "Thank you." She looked up at the club, who were all smiling genuinely at the blonde. Brittany was so happy to know they all cared about Santana. She was so proud to say they were her friends. "Of course you guys can come."

The group let out shrieks of approval and began filing out the door. Quinn hugged Brittany and led her out to her car. The group took a few cars and carpooled to the hospital. They unloaded and met at the doors as Brittany led the way to Santana's room. She opened the door and Santana's face lit up as the large group piled into the room.

She couldn't believe the sight before her. The entire glee club had come. She wasn't shocked about some people like Quinn, Mr. Shue, and even Puck. She didn't expect anyone else in the glee club to even care about her, especially Rachel Berry even though she was one of the first people to hug her. Brittany was obviously the first one by her side and gave her girlfriend a chaste kiss. Mrs. and Mr. Lopez seemed just as shocked and was no greeting Mr. Shue at the door.

"Hey San," Quinn squeaked. "How are you holding up?"

"Good." She replied still in shock. "Actually, I'm really nervous."

Brittany grabbed her hand reassuringly, "You're going to be fine."

Santana nodded. "Yeah, I hope so."

Brittany leaned down to give her another sweet kiss. The chatter among the club continued for a while until the doctors entered the room, informing them it was time for the surgery.

The glee club took this as their cue and said their "goodbyes" and "good lucks". They filed out and Brittany stepped closer to the Latina. "I'll be waiting here for you once you're done." She stated, not giving Santana time to protest. She kissed her warmly and whispered for only Santana to hear, "I love you." The Latina smiled and said goodbye to her parents while her bed was wheeled out of the room.

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Brittany watched as the numbers on the digital clock changed. They seemed to take longer than a minute to change. It seemed more like 10 minutes before the minute would change. She was growing impatient. Santana had gone into surgery over an hour ago. Brittany played with a string hanging off her skirt trying to make the time pass quicker. She had almost managed to distract herself when a doctor, the same doctor from the last surgery announcement, entered the room. She sat up straight as she waited for the doctor to speak.

"So the surgery went well." He spoke sternly. "It's too soon to tell if her legs have started to regain feeling but as soon as she regains consciousness we'll be able to figure out if it worked, but you can see her now."

Santana's parents thanked him as he exited the room and they followed.

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Santana's eyes slowly opened as she regained consciousness. As the room gradually came into view she noticed people around her bed. She would have been startled until she realized the people sitting next to her were her parents and Brittany was standing at the end of her bed. Almost as if Brittany felt eyes on her, she looked up. "Santana?" she questioned.

Santana smiled at the sound of her girlfriend's angelic voice. "Hi."

Brittany moved as quickly as possible to the right side of Santana's bed, opposite her parents. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

Santana's eyes felt heavy. "Drowsy." She mumbled.

The doctor had made his way across the room now. "You'll feel drowsy for a while. It's perfectly normal." She nodded fighting to keep her eyes open as he continued talking. "Now that you're awake we need to run some tests, okay?" Santana nodded again, too tired for words. The doctor turned to Santana's company. "Would you mind leaving the room while we run the tests?"

Brittany and the Lopez parents rose from their seats and started to leave when Santana called out. "Wait." It was barely above a whisper and she was shocked they heard her. "I-I want Brittany to stay." Brittany smiled frailly and made her way back to the bed, taking the seat Mrs. Lopez had last occupied and grabbed Santana's hand.

"Alright," the doctor continued. "Let's start the test." He moved over to Santana, opposite of Brittany and flipped on a machine near Santana's bed.

Brittany was curious and spoke. "What does that do?"

"It'll show us if her muscles react to the pressure I'm going to put on her leg." He put a clear liquid in his hands and rubbed it near Santana's ankles. "Can you feel this, Santana?" He asked as he looked at the monitor and pressed slightly harder. She shook her head. He continued moving his hands up her legs, continuously asking if she could feel anything. Each time she shook her head.

After about 5 minutes of this he stopped and called Santana's parents back in the room. "Well her muscles seem to be reacting to the touch, but she's saying she can't feel anything yet which is pretty common at this stage." He claimed. "She'll need some physical therapy before the full control comes back."

"So it worked?!" Brittany jumped in, interrupting him. "The surgery worked?!"

"I believe so." He chimed in.

Brittany's smiled grew 10 times larger as she glanced down at her girlfriend. "Did you hear that, San? It worked!" Santana nodded and smiled weakly, her eyes now resting closed.

Brittany couldn't wipe the smiled off her face as the doctor wrote something down. He explained a bunch of details that made no sense to Brittany and gave Santana's parents a physical therapy schedule. Their reactions were the same as Brittany's as they thanked the doctor and he left to give them some alone time. She was asleep once again but it didn't matter. There was a smile plastered on her face, as well as Brittany's.