The Lucky One
Chapter 10
Epilogue
Santana smiled when she saw a black Jeep pulled into the parking lot. She had waited for almost an hour but she was sure Tim had to do other things and probably won't be able to be at Breastix as early as he promised. As soon as he climbed out of the jeep Santana was already jittering in her seat not able to contain herself but she managed to not look so happy.
"Santana" Tim's bright blue eyes brightened and he rushed to Santana's side. "Slowly grandma" He added as Santana tried to stand up too fast and almost stumbled forward. "Here. . let me help you" He offered his hand and Santana begrudgingly took it. As soon as Santana was safely standing up, Tim hugged her tightly. "I missed you so much!" He said and he smiled as he smelled her mother's scent on Santana.
"Your mother is in the bathroom and she don't want me to accompany her so go check" Santana slowly sat down again and watched as Tim went to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later with Brittany behind.
Brittany sat down across Santana and laced their fingers together as soon as she could sit down. A few minutes in another car pulled in and Brittany and Santana's child together came out of the car. Brittany wanted to carry her second child but Santana asked if it were okay if she were the one who will so Brittany smiled and let Santana. They had harvested Brittany's egg and they used a sperm donor who looked like Santana and now Sara Lopez was a girl with olive skin, black hair but piercing blue eyes.
"Tim!" She squealed and hugged her brother. "Mama" She hugged Santana, not letting her stand up and kissed Brittany's cheeks before sliding to sit beside Santana.
Tim ended up being the best violin player in Lima and he had been touring around the world as a guest player in orchestras. Now he's in the process of releasing his first album and he got to go to Lima because there was a job offer in the local theatre . . even though the pay was small he took it so had an excuse to be with his mothers for at least a month. Sara on the other hand graduated from Julliard and became one of the best dancers and Santana gathered it was entirely from Brittany's great genes.
"How's it going then mom? Are those soldiers still visiting you?" Santana smiled and nodded.
"They all only needs someone to talk to and I was glad to listen. As always" Santana answered and Brittany helped her stand up.
Sara and Tim wasn't coming to Breadstix eat they came to Breadstix to pick their mothers up and partly because Santana couldn't get into Tim's Jeep was another reason Sara came too. Santana was discharged because she was severely injured when her brigade was deployed. Her left side didn't feel anything until almost a year and after intense therapy her sense came back almost completely. Because of the injury she also had some troubles walking so Brittany had to help her since she came back but neither complained and now thirty years later they were still so much in love.
"Mama please slow down" Sara said when she saw Santana winced. "You're turning 70 in a week so the least you can do is make sure you don't fall down and break your back"
"I'm perfectly fine" Santana grumbled but was relieved when she felt the support her daughter gave. They then went to the kennels and helped their mothers (mainly Santana) to her favorite spot.
Santana closed her eyes in relief as she sat down on the comforter and she can feel Brittany was settling to her seat beside her. When she opened her eyes she felt very light and when she raised her hand she didn't see her wrinkled hand but instead she saw her young hand. Santana stood up and felt there was no pain at all and realized she was in her bikini beside a pool. Suddenly Santana saw someone coming over and she holding two bottles of beers. It was Quinn.
"You're finally up" Quinn smiled and she handed the bottle to Santana.
"Quinn?" Santana took the bottle but looked at Quinn confusedly. "What the hell?"
She laughed and that irritated Santana even more. "It's been too long hasn't it?" She said and Santana nodded.
"Am I dead?"
"In some way" Quinn smiled.
"Santana?" Brittany looked at her and noticed she was closing her eyes. "Santana!" both Tim and Sara bolted to their mother and saw Santana was not breathing.
"Shit!" Tim said and Sara dialed 911 and got an ambulance. Tim took her off the comforter and laid her on the ground and started doing CPR.
"How was your life?" Quinn asked and they weren't beside the pool anymore. They were on the beach both still wearing their bikinis and sunglasses.
"Was?"
"How is your life?" She repeated her question and smiled.
"Do you remember that picture that saved my life?" She nodded and Santana continued. "Well . . I found the woman in the picture" Santana said and she can see Quinn smiling brightly.
"What's her name? What's she like?"
"Her name is Brittany Pierce and she like the best person on earth" Santana gushed and suddenly she can hear another pair of footsteps.
"Nana!" Santana jumped up and they were no longer on the beach. They were now in a fancy restaurant.
"Hey Santana" Nana smiled and Santana realized how much she actually missed Brittany's grandmother. "This is Sam" She proudly smiled and Santana averted her gaze to the man beside Nana. He was wearing his dress uniform and when Santana looked down she was too.
"Heard a lot from Nana about you" He said and his look seemed proud. "She said you took good care of Brittany"
"I try really hard to" Santana smiled and she looked at the food in front of her. "MRIs?" She saw the pack in her hands and suddenly she was no longer in her dress uniform but she's in her combat uniform and she was holding a rifle with her other hand. Major Puckerman was beside you and he can feel your stare.
"Hello to you too soldier" He smiled and ate some from his pack. "Tell me again how many times you denied death?"
Santana counted mentally and raised her hand. "Five times sir"
"Tell me about it"
"Well it started with a picture sir" Santana smiled.
Brittany sobbed as her son gave her wife CPRs and breaths through her mouth. Her Santana. She can't leave her yet.
"Santana. . please don't leave me" She sobbed and grabbed Santana's hand and laced their fingers together. "Please please please please" She muttered and she can hear the distant siren of the ambulance.
"So you went to Troy and walked all the way to Lima and you found her?"
"I did sir" Santana smiled and she found it oddly quiet for a night in Iraq.
"Tell me about the other times"
"The second time was at the IED explosion which killed SFC Fabray. The third was at my fourth deployment, I was this close to death" Santana lifted her index finger and thumb, showing how close she were. "The fourth was when I was already in 148th, it was another ambush and I was almost in the Humvee but I got caught up helping the new 1st lieutenant and the last one was when I was injured severely before I got discharged" Santana said and Puckerman smiled.
"Charge to 150" The paramedics looked at the other one and waited until the machine was ready. "Clear" Shock. The paramedic checked for pulse while Tim continued CPR and she still couldn't find any. "Charge to 200" He looked up again to check. "Clear" Shock. Again with the pulse checking and Sara was looking at her mama and holding her mother up. She needs to be strong for her mother.
"She's back"
Quinn was back in front of Santana and she was smiling. The both were wearing white clothes and Santana could feel a blinding light behind her.
"Why is that spotlight on us?" She asked and Quinn smiled. She hugged Santana and led her to near the source of the light.
"This is where I will go. . you belong with Brittany, Tim and Sara. You don't have to go now"
"Go where?" Santana asked confusedly. "Are you leaving me again?"
"You will see me again Santana. . that's a promise. But I need you to fight. .fight with all you have"
"For what?"
"For the people you love. For Gloria, Sergio, Santiago, Jose, Brittany, Sara, Tim. Fight for them" She said and she stepped into the light and Santana couldn't see where she was anymore. She wanted to follow her but something stopped her footsteps. She had to fight.
"Quinn! Don't joke around now" She shouted but nothing or no one came out of the bright room so Santana turned around and again for some reasons she can't understand she walked the opposite way of the light. Santana walked and walked and walked and as always she never minded the walking. . suddenly Santana felt like she was floating and the next second she felt like she was being pulled to somewhere and she passed out.
Brittany looked up when she felt Santana's hand twitched and her eyes brightened at once. Santana's tired eyes opened and they were almost immediately fixed at the blue eyes beside her.
"Britt" Santana said. Her voice was hoarse but she was glad she found Brittany.
"Oh Santana" Brittany's tears started to fall. "You're awa_" But Brittany's words were cut by Santana.
"My last tour was for you" Santana was struggling to breathe and Brittany could see it. "My fourth tour. . before I transferred to reserves" Santana wanted nothing else but to close her eyes again but she fought her sleepiness and dizziness. "I love you" Santana said knowing that her time was limited. "I want you to remember that" Santana said.
"Of course" Brittany said. She recognized the deathbed talks . . Nana did that to her too. . the only difference. . Santana was beside her holding her hand and telling her that everything would be just fine. . not in front of her, holding her hand and telling her about these stuff. "I love you more"
"That's not possible" Santana closed her eyes for a few seconds before taking a deep breath. "I'm so damn tired Britt" Santana took a deep breath.
"So stop fighting" Brittany said against all her instincts.
"I don't want to make you sad" Santana said when she felt Brittany's tears on her hand.
"You're not. It's happy tears" Brittany said and she stared at Santana's brown orbs.
"I love you. . don't forget" Santana said and she closed her eyes. "Tell Tim and Sara . . I love them too" Santana had a coughing fit because her oxygen supply got lower and lower as she speaks. "Britt" Brittany looked up again with her tear filled eyes and saw Santana's smile. "Thank you"
Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait for the epilogue guys. . but here it is. The last chapter of The Lucky One.
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