Thought I'd post the next chapter since some of you were sad with the way the last chapter ended.

Quinn and Rachel gave Santana some time to be by herself after Brittany left before they went to check on her. When Santana didn't answer the door they used their key to get in the apartment. They found Santana lying in bed staring up at the ceiling. Her eyes were all puffy and red from crying.

"San, is there anything we can get for you? Have you eaten since lunch?" Quinn asked quietly because she knew how Santana could be when she was upset.

"I'm not hungry so just please go back to your apartment and leave me alone." Santana's voice was hoarse from the crying.

"There must be something you need help with since now it's difficult for you to use your left hand too." Rachel didn't say it with her usual enthusiasm because she knew Santana could go off like a bomb at any moment.

"I can fucking take care of myself. Leave!" Santana shouted.

Quinn and Rachel looked at each knowing it was best if they did leave Santana alone. "We are leaving but please call us if you need anything." Quinn said and they left the apartment.

Santana eventually cried herself to sleep along with the help of your pain pill.

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Santana started to wake up when she felt someone kiss her forehead. "Britt? You came back." Santana opened her eyes expecting to find that she either had been dreaming or that Brittany had really come back. She wasn't expecting at all to see what she saw in front of her. "Mom?! What the hell are you doing here?"

"Santana Marie is that any way to greet your mother after she flew overnight to see you." Maribel Lopez stood beside the bed with her hands on her hips.

"How in hell did you even get into my apartment?" Santana then noticed Quinn standing behind her mother. "Fabray you called my mother?! I'm not fucking five years old. I can take care of myself." Santana shouted.

"Santana, please stop using such foul language in front of your mother. It's not very lady like. If Quinn hadn't called me I wouldn't have known you had a bike accident and then cut your finger." Maribel stated.

"Mother, I have never done anything lady like in my entire life and you know it. Now as much as I'm enjoying this reunion I have to pee." Santana struggled to sit up so her mother helped which she allowed her mother to do.

"Let me go ahead and turn the bathroom light on for you." Maribel left the bedroom.

Santana stood there glaring at Quinn. "What the hell did I ever do to you that your revenge was to call my mother to come and take care of me? Just so you know I'm no longer going to hold back on my jokes about you being sexually attracted to Rachel."

Quinn just nodded her head. "I figured as much. I called your mom last night after Brittany left because I knew you needed someone to help you, Rachel and I are at work so we can't be here for you during the day."

Santana felt a pain in heart when Quinn said Brittany's name. Santana walked to the bathroom to find her mother standing there. "Mom can I have some privacy please?"

"How do you, you know use the toilet paper with an injury to your left hand?" Maribel stood there even though Santana was glaring at her.

"Mom, I haven't needed you to wipe my ass since I was three years old and I don't need to start again at age 26." Santana shouted so her mother left the bathroom. "Have Quinn tell you how she's suddenly turned gay for the hobbit she lives with!"

Maribel looked at Quinn who suddenly starting walking to the door. "I need to get to work. Santana has a doctor's appointment this afternoon the information is on the counter. I'll check on both of you when I get home from work. Bye."

Later that morning Santana finally gave in and let her mother help her take a shower when she realized her mother wasn't leaving anytime soon. When her mother made a toasted cheese sandwich for her lunch Santana had to admit it was nice having her mother make her favorite comfort food.

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When Brittany got back to her apartment after leaving Santana's apartment Lisa wasn't home which she was happy about. She settled in the guestroom and cried like she had never cried before. It kept haunting her the way Santana had said 'I need you' as she walked away from her. Things were getting out of control in Brittany's mind. It scared her that she was right about Santana needing help. She was glad she had gotten that feeling because Rachel was able to get Santana to the ER quickly. All Brittany keeps thinking about is what kind of life could her and Santana ever have together if she was always having these feelings when something was wrong. Someone might think it was a good thing because it would mean she would always know when Santana was in danger or needed help but Brittany didn't see it that way. She saw it as something that can interfere with them having a normal life, a normal family. Brittany didn't know why she was thinking so far ahead about her and Santana being together and having a family anyway. She just knew Santana was probably better off without her especially after Quinn's remark about her being a crazy medium or psychic. Brittany ended up crying herself to sleep too.

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Brittany had a rough day at work. How was she supposed to use her positive energy to help people feel better when she didn't have any positive energy? To make things worse Lisa had called and asked her to stop by the hospital when she got done with work to meet her for coffee in the cafeteria. Brittany just wanted to go home and go to bed and shut the world out.

Brittany parked her car in the hospital parking lot and was now walking towards the hospital entrance. Suddenly she got a strange feeling like she had gotten the day before when Santana needed help but this time it was different she didn't feel it was Santana who needed the help. Then without even thinking Brittany ran quickly to the woman who was walking ahead of her to pull her back just before a car she was walking behind started to back out of the parking spot.

Brittany had pulled the woman back just in time or she would've been hit by the car that was backing out. The woman looked at Brittany and realized just what had happened. The woman let out a deep breath. "Thank you. I didn't notice the driver was even backing up and it was obvious he didn't see me walking behind his car either. If you hadn't pulled me back he would've hit me. I can't thank you enough. Are you ok?" The woman asked because she noticed Brittany acted like she was in shock.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine. Just kind of scared me too I guess. I'm glad you are ok. Crazy drivers these days anyway. Are you sure you're ok?" Brittany was trying to figure out how she knew something was going to happen to a complete stranger. This had never happened to her before, she always knew the person.

"Yes, I'm fine dear. Thank you again." She started walking to the hospital entrance while Brittany stood there for a few moments before she started walking in the same direction.

"I wanted you to know I'm leaving in two days to go to Chicago. We are going on a vacation to Hawaii before I start my new job so we are leaving earlier than I thought we would be. I wanted to tell you in person. I assume you will be looking for a new apartment since you can't afford to stay in our apartment. When the owner gives you back the condo fee we paid when we moved in you can keep my half of it. I figure it's the least I can do to help you out." Lisa said all of this to Brittany with no emotion at all in her voice.

"Yeah the least you can do." It was all Brittany could manage to say.

Lisa's pager went off. "I need to go there's an emergency. I guess this is goodbye." Brittany just nodded she felt numb and didn't know what to say. Lisa hurried out of the cafeteria.

Brittany sat there collecting her thoughts. "There she is the woman who saved me from being hit by the car." Brittany saw the woman from the parking lot approaching her. Brittany looked at her cup of coffee the last thing she wanted to do was talk to a stranger.

"Britt?"

Brittany looked up when she heard the familiar voice say her name. There standing with the woman was Santana.

"Is this the Britt who you thought I was this morning when I kissed your forehead?" Maribel stood there confused. Santana blushed. "The woman who saved me is your Britt?"

"No she's not my Britt but yes I know her." Santana said with sadness in her voice. It broke Brittany's heart to hear Santana say 'no she's not my Britt' although she knew it was her own fault Santana felt that way about her.

"Well isn't this a small world. Do you need a refill on your coffee? By the way I'm Maribel Lopez, Santana's mother." Maribel reached her hand out to Brittany.

Brittany shook her hand. "Nice to meet you Maribel. I'm Brittany Pierce."

"I'm going to go get us each a coffee. I'll be right back. Santana dear sit down here with Brittany you need to relax after your therapy." Maribel walked away and Santana sat down. Brittany let out a small giggle. "What's so funny?"

"If I had asked you to sit down with me I have feeling you would still be standing there being defiant but your mother tells you to sit down and you obey her. So you had a physical therapy session today?" Brittany asked but wouldn't look at Santana.

"Yeah when I went for my doctor's appointment he said he wanted me to start therapy today and since my personal physical therapist walked out on me I had to come here to the hospital. My mom had parked the car after dropping me off at the hospital entrance when you saved her from being hit by that car. When she came into the hospital all I heard about was the angel that saved her from being hit. I had no idea it was you." Santana felt her anger towards Brittany building for walking away from her.

"I don't know what to say about all of that." Brittany said.

"Of course you don't know what to say. I'm surprised you haven't run out of here yet. Just please tell me why you left yesterday? I thought we were getting close and then you walk away when I needed you. It's your fault my mother is here. Quinn called her when you left so she could take care of me."

"Your mother seems nice I don't know why you wouldn't want her to take care of you." Brittany was trying not to fall into Santana's trap of arguing with her.

"You didn't answer my question about leaving. You know I don't get you. One minute your there with me and it's wonderful and the next minute you are walking away like you don't even care." Santana reached across the table and grabbed Brittany's hand which shocked Brittany. Santana took Brittany's hand and put on her heart. "There tell me what you feel in my heart today."

"I don't feel anything just your heart beating."

"Bullshit. Tell me what you feel. You and I both know what you can feel in heart because if I could feel your heart I would feel the same thing. So tell me what you feel in my heart." Santana didn't care that her actions had caused the people at the next table to stare at them.

"I told you all I feel is your heart beating."

"Britt, look me in the eye and tell me you don't feel love for you in my heart. After all you are the one who pointed out my love for you when you felt it before. Look at me and tell me what you feel." Santana said in a softer voice.

Brittany looked at Santana. "I feel your love for me." Brittany said it so soft Santana could hardly hear it with the noise of people talking in the cafeteria. Santana removed Brittany's hand from her chest and gently kissed the back of it before letting it go. "Talk to me Britt why did you leave?"

Maribel had been watching Santana and Brittany's interaction while she got the coffee. She knew there was something going on between them just from the way they looked at each other. Quinn had told her that a friend of Santana's named Brittany had been staying with her but had other things she needed to take care of so she had to leave. Maribel was thinking the reason Brittany left had more to do with her relationship with Santana than having other things to take care of.

Brittany felt tears starting to form in her eyes. "I'm scared."

Before Santana could respond Maribel came back to the table with three to go coffees. "Here you go ladies. I didn't know how you took your coffee but I see there's sugar and cream here at the table. I had a great idea while I was gone. Brittany to properly thank you for saving me today I want to make you dinner tonight. What is your favorite meal?"

"Mom aren't you tired? You flew here overnight." Santana wanted to see Brittany but not necessarily with her mother around.

"I slept on the flight here and you know I don't need much sleep unlike you who can sleep the day away. So Brittany want is your favorite meal?" Maribel not only wanted to thank Brittany she wanted to get Santana and Brittany together so they can clear up whatever is going on between them.

"Spaghetti but you don't have to make me dinner you've already thanked me and that's enough for me. Besides I have a lot of things to do. I need to start looking for a new apartment because I have to move out of the one I'm living in now in a couple of weeks." Brittany really just wanted to go home and be alone.

"Santana can't work right now because of her injuries so she and I can spend time tomorrow looking online for a new apartment for you. Please come to dinner. I hate to toot my own horn but my spaghetti is delicious." Maribel was one to never give up easily.

"I hate to admit it Britt but my mom's spaghetti is the best I've ever eaten. If you want help looking for a new apartment I don't mind helping but only if you want help." Santana hated to admit it but her mother did have a good idea about helping with the apartment hunting.

At this point Brittany knew she had lost. "Ok, I'll come to dinner and we can discuss the apartment hunting."

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A couple hours later Brittany found herself getting off the elevator and walking to Santana's apartment. Santana had buzzed her in a few minutes ago so there was no turning around and going home now. The door opened before she could even knock. Santana stood there and for a few moments they just gazed into each other's eyes. Then Santana moved to the side so Brittany could walk into the apartment.

Dinner was ready so they sat down to eat as soon as Brittany walked into the kitchen. "This spaghetti is delicious Mrs. Lopez."

"Thank you Brittany and please call me Maribel. So what do you do for a living?"

"I am a certified touch therapist." Brittany said as she wondered what Maribel would think about it.

"I've read about touch therapy isn't that where you use touch to help ease a person's pain?" Maribel asked.

"Yes that's basically what it is except I don't always touch the person I let my hands hover over the painful area and transfer my energy to their bodies. I know some people have a difficult time believing treatment like this can work but I've seen it do wonders for people." Brittany said as she took a drink of her wine.

"I don't know if Santana has told you but her father is a cardiologist back in Lima. He is an excellent surgeon but he even says with some critical patients that after he's done his job there is another force that helps heal them. Santana maybe you should try touch therapy for your back."

"I already have tried it that's how Brittany and I met. I was skeptical at first but the couple of times she performed the therapy my back did feel better for a couple of days." Santana gave Brittany a small smile.

"You've only had a couple of therapy sessions? You should continue it when your shoulder is healed. Brittany probably could help with the pain in your shoulder too." Maribel could tell by the way Santana and Brittany kept looking at one another that they definitely had feelings for one another.

The rest of the meal was spent talking about Santana's work and how proud her parents were of her. Maribel told a few embarrassing childhood stories about Santana much to her dismay but Brittany seemed to love them and laughed which Santana loved to see. After dinner Maribel insisted she would clean up. Santana and Brittany sat on the couch watching TV without saying a word to one another.

"I'm finally feeling the effects of my overnight flight. Brittany thank you once again for saving me from that car today. I am going to head to bed. Brittany you will be staying overnight since you've had three glasses of wine."

"Actually I can just call a cab and then come pick up my car tomorrow." Brittany started to get up from the couch and she kind of staggered.

"Britt, I think my mom's right you should stay. You looked exhausted." Santana figured Brittany hadn't gotten much sleep the night before.

"Ok, I'll just sleep on the couch." Brittany said while yawning. She was exhausted.

"Nonsense you can sleep with Santana. I'm not sure exactly what your relationship is with my daughter but I have a feeling neither of you would mind it if you slept in the same bed. Don't me wrong I'm not saying you've had sex but I just have a feeling you two wouldn't mind sleeping in the same bed."

"Mom, stop it." Santana begged.

"Santana, I'm just saying I don't mind. It's not like you two could do much anyway since you have one arm in a sling and your other hand has a bandaged finger but then again Brittany has two good hands."

"Mom, stop it now!" Santana shouted but she was surprised when she heard Brittany giggling. "What's so funny? Please don't encourage her."

"I'm going to bed girls you figure out the sleeping arrangements on your own." Maribel hugged and kissed Santana on the cheek. She then did the same to Brittany.

Santana and Brittany sat on the couch in silence for a few moments. "Britt, let's go to bed unless you'd rather stay on the couch I'll understand."

Brittany got up from the couch and helped Santana up and then she walked to Santana's room with Santana right behind her. Once they both were settled in bed they were silent once again but they both felt comfortable. "Back in the cafeteria you said you are scared. Why are you scared?" Santana asked the question in a hushed tone.

"There's just so much going on in my mind right now and I feel like I'm drowning. First it was you and the intense connection I have with you, and then I knew you needed help yesterday, and then today I knew someone needed help so I pulled a woman away from a car and that woman turned out to be your mother. It's all just too much for me to handle and it scares me. I overheard Quinn ask you yesterday if I was like one of those crazy mediums or psychics like on TV. That's what people are going to think about me if this continues. It's what you will probably starting thinking about me." Brittany had tears running down her face.

"Britt, look at me. I would never think that about you. I already told you I believe everything you have told me. I don't worry about all of those things as much as I worry about you just walking away from me all of the time when you feel scared. Please promise me you won't walk away again and when you feel scared you'll talk to me." Santana begged her.

"Ok, I promise. I just don't understand why you want be a part of my life when you know all of these strange things about me."

Santana didn't answer she just took Brittany's hand and placed it over her heart.