Hi, everybody! Guess what? I'm on break! So, Merry late Christmas. I got super inspired out of nowhere, and came up with this. Hopefully this inspiration stays around. Read and enjoy, and don't forget to leave a review! Ciao!

I don't own glee.

My eyebrows shot up in confusion. There were so many questions I had to ask.

I stood in my spot for a moment still in shock before I felt Brittany tug my arm. "San, could you just tell me what's going on already?"

I opened my mouth and then closed it. I didn't know what was going on, so I shrugged my shoulders. I looked around at all the angels; they all had warm looks on their faces… Well, all of them except Quinn. She looked like she was growing rather impatient.

"Britt, all I know is that there about 10 angels in this living room, and I don't know why they're here, but they want us to take a seat."

She flashed me a confused look before slowly nodding her head. "Okay… well let's sit..?"

"Yea." I grabbed her hand and guided her to an available spot on the couch.

"Now, before we go on any further… Let me introduce you to everyone."

It was the male angel that stopped Quinn and me from our quarreling earlier.

"My name is Finn, I am the head angel. It is my job to keep world peace in order, and oversee all of the other angels all over the world."

He said with a huge, somewhat dopey grin. He smiled at me for a little while longer before turning to introduce the rest of the angels. I was filling Brittany in as he went.

"This is Noah. He controls karma. This fellow, is Mike, he is the angel of honesty. Mercedes is the angel of hope. Blaine is the angel of serenity. Marley is the angel of reason. Kurt, here, is the angel of understanding. Lucy needs no introduction. I can see you've already met. She is one of the angels of balance, and Rachel, her twin angel, is her other half."

He said pointing to the brunette sitting beside Quinn.

"Any questions?"

He asked while clasping his hands together looking at Brittany and me expectantly.

"Uh, yea, just one, the introduction was cute and all but that doesn't explain why you're here." I said confused.

"Ah, Ms. Lopez, now that was not a question."

Finn said as he went and sat by Blaine.

"Ok, well, let me rephrase that. Why are you all here?"

"To help you."

He stated simply. I nodded my head and raised my eyebrows for him to give me further explanation as to how they were going to do that. But, I was met with silence. He just continued to smile at me. "Um, okay… care to explain?"

I watched as all the angels turned their attention towards Finn, as he fixed himself to a more relaxed position on the couch.

"Now everything I say will have importance to it. So, please listen carefully... Santana, there are many things you don't know about yourself."

"Yea? Like what?"

"Well, the biggest thing you don't know about yourself is that you're a gateway spirit."

"I remember you saying that earlier… What does that mean?" I asked.

"It means that you are a gateway between the spiritual world, and the real world."

I scoffed in disbelief. "No, way."

"Yes way… and if you don't believe me, then tell me how many fingers I'm holding up."

"Uh, three. But, what does that have to do with anything?"

"Exactly. No normal mortal can see angels. Take Brittany, for example, even though she technically is an angel. She has been stripped of all her powers basically making her a mortal, and she doesn't even know we're here."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Right." I said dragging out the word. "Wait, if you're the head angel can't you just restore her powers?" Before he could answer my question, I began to ask more. "And why is it that I can see you? Yea, I know you said that I'm a gateway spirit and all, but I don't recall seeing any angels while I was growing up. Hel-" I cut myself before saying the H-word, remembering not to say that around them.

"Heck, I didn't even have any imaginary friends. And how and what are you all here to help me with exactly?" I said narrowing my eyes at Finn.

"Woah, remember to breathe when you're talking." Brittany said rubbing my shoulder. I gave her a small smile before focusing my attention back on Finn. His faced changed. He looked a lot more stoic than before.

"I will tell you everything you need to know, for everything you want to know may not be beneficial to you."

I was about to interject but he kept speaking, making sure that I didn't."

"There are eyes watching you, and ears listening to everything you say."

I swallowed and looked around felling a sense of nervousness settle in the pit of my stomach.

"The darkness is in your eyes, Santana, and the darkness is growing in Brittany too. I cannot give her, her powers back simply because she is no longer and angel a darker being has taken its claim on her… along with you… You do not remember seeing angels while growing up simply because you weren't strong enough. You still aren't, actually, but like I've said the darkness is in your eyes. Someone has given you a power boost."

My thoughts immediately went to Tina, and the night she gave me a "gift" for making it through five hundred deaths. The memories of her grabbing my face and lowly chanting something in another language all came rushing back. It was also coincidentally the night Brittany had showed up in my apartment. All of this time I thought Brittany had been the "gift" she'd given me… but-

My thoughts were interrupted by Quinn and her twin angel appearing by Brittany's side with a worried expression on their faces. I was going to ask her what was wrong, when I noticed all the other angels became more alert.

"What's going on?"

The dark haired angel that I remember being introduced as Mike asked as he stood to his feet in alarm. Most of the other angels did the same.

I was confused. I looked to Brittany, and she was okay. Yet, Quinn and Rachel were still sitting beside her wearing worried looks on their faces.

"What's happening?"

Finn asked. I looked around clueless, and shrugged my shoulders I didn't know what was going on. They all just started acting weird all of a sudden.

"This has happened before."

Quinn said, not taking her eyes off of Brittany, and all of the angels focused their attention on her.

"I don't know what it is, but this happened… this feeling happened, and then they were gone."

My mind didn't have any time to process the voices around me, before my eyes wondered to one of my many clocks. 11:50 p.m

The angels started to vanish one by one.

I couldn't seem to pry my eyes away from the clock. I felt Brittany scoot closer to me and grab my hand. "San, are you okay?" 11:51 p.m

My fingers slowly began to tingle from them growing numb… The hands were always the first thing to go.

"What the?" Brittany asked, and I could hear the confusion in her voice. "Oh…" She let out sigh. " San, it's about to happen again. Isn't it?"

11:52 p.m. I simply nodded my head while keeping my eyes glued to the clock. The feeling of numbness was crawling up both of my arms, and Brittany was trying her best to be close to me.

"What's happening? Where are you going?"

"I don't know Quinn." I mumbled. Even though I couldn't take my eyes off of the clock, I could see through my peripherals that all of the other angels had vanished. 11:53 p.m

"It's going to be okay." Brittany cooed. If I could, I would've turned around in that moment just to see her. Can you believe her? I know she's scared shitless, with reason, but she's still trying to comforting me, and I'm used to this.

"You're amazing." I sounded robotic, and I couldn't feel anything anymore. I was far past light headed, and it felt like my heart was exploding with each beat. 11:54 p.m

In an instant Quinn appeared in front of me, blocking my view from the clock.

"Santana, what is going on?"

She demanded, but I couldn't answer her. I tried to answer her but; all I could think about in that moment was the fact that I couldn't see the clock. I felt like I was going to go crazy. I snapped my eyes up to her, and her eyes immediately widened. She was cowering away, and all too soon she vanished.

11:55 p.m.

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I took in a deep breath and felt a hand in mine. I squeezed it sensing the familiar feel it had.

"San?" Brittany whispered.

"Yea?" I blinked a few times, as my vision began to settle in.

""Okay, I was just making sure it was you." I smiled and turned my head to look at her. I could see clearly again. I was met with ocean blue eyes staring back at me. I smiled warmly at her, not really looking forward to whatever it was that we were about to experience. "Ready?"

SCREAM

Both of us snapped our heads in the direction the scream was coming from.

"No, no please don't. PLEASE!" The redhead cried. We were in, what appeared to be, an old warehouse. There was a man dressed in all black… and a lady strapped down to a table… Only one lady. The man had his back turned to her, he was facing another table. One with, weapons? No, torture items.

"Help me! Someone please!" The redhead cried.

"Oh hush up. You'll lose your voice." The man said as he slowly slid his fingers across each item on the table.

Brittany was the first to pick herself up. She turned and offered her hand out to me. I took it, and felt nausea sweep over me. I still didn't see another victim, just one, only one. "Uh, Britt, I only see one victim."

She swallowed, hard. "Yea, I know, and there are two of us… What does that mean?" She asked nervously.

I bit my bottom lip. "I don't know… Maybe, there's someone else here that we don't know about." Brittany and I both looked around. The place was empty besides the two people that we already knew about.

"I don't think s-"

A shrill scream tore through the air and interrupted her sentence. We both looked back to the lady on the table. The man was focusing his attention on her. He had some type of knife, and was cutting her randomly, just to ensure pain and suffering.

Brittany took a step closer to the scene, but I grabbed her. "What are you doing?"

"Well one of us has to go take her place."

"Britt, no." I said firmly. "I'll do it."

She shook her head. "If only one of us has to die this time, let it be me. I don't think I could just sit back and watch you go through this." She stated motioning her hand out towards the other two people.

"And you think I would be able to sit back and watch you die?" I countered

More screams tore through the air.

"San, we have to do something! She's going to die." Brittany was growing more frantic.

"Well, I'll take her spot. You stay here." I let her arm go, and walked past her.

"Santana, I can't watch you die." I could hear the quiver in her voice. "I can't do that."

A particular sickening scream filled our ears. The man was stepping the torture up. "Just turn the other way." With that I turned around and kept towards the two people.

I took a deep breath, and before I knew it I saw a flash of blonde fly by me. "BRITTANY! NO, STOP!" I began to run after her, but she was faster than me. Before I could even make it to the scene she had already touched the girl, successfully switching places with her.

I felt anger bubble up inside of me. I told her to stay. "FUCK!" I screamed into the air. The man had turned around and picked up another torture tool. Immediately my eyes filled with tears.

"No. NO!" I couldn't sit there and watch him kill her. I barged forward trying to push the man away, but something wasn't right. I stumble forward colliding with the table, knocking some of the tools on the ground. A sharp pain bolted through my right hand, and I let out a loud groan.

Only it wasn't my voice that left my mouth. No, it was a much deeper voice.

Duh, Duh, Duhhh! She says dramatically. CLIFFHANGER! Sorry, but I had to do it to ya! Did I complete my short term goal in arising more questions? My long term goal will be to answer all of your questions. Lol. Okay leave a review… please, and thanks! See ya real soon!