She's So Cold

'So,' Quinn asked as she and Santana were walking down to Brittany and Rachel's hotel room later that evening. 'Why are we doing this?' Santana shrugged;

'The company.'

'Right, because you like Berry.' Quinn laughed.

'She's not,' Santana looked at her and saw her eyebrow raise, 'she's not that bad.'

'If you say so. But if she makes us drink those horrible herbal remedy things, I'm blaming you.' Santana laughed this time, her hand swinging down by her side, and as they turned to face the room door she accidentally brushed Quinn's arm. They looked at each other for a moment. A split second in time when their eyes connected, and then the door flew open. Neither of them remembered knocking but they let it go, breaking eye contact and putting on awkward smiles at the blonde in front of them.

'Hey guys!' Brittany yelled, 'You okay? You look weird.'

'We're fine B,' Quinn assured her, walking into the room first with Santana letting out a breath as she followed.

'Quinn, Santana, thank you for showing up.' Rachel beamed. 'I didn't think you would.'

'Well Santana made me so,' Rachel looked to Santana.

'Oh.' The taller brunette slumped down on one of the beds. And by the look of the perfectly made sheets and pink alarm clock on the side table, it was Rachel's.

'So, what are we supposed to do now?' Santana questioned.

'How about a movie?' Quinn suggested, sitting next to Santana as she picked up the remote and flipped through the movie guide. They eventually decided on Carousel, simply because Rachel wouldn't stop going on about it once they saw it was listed, but she was the only one who made it to the end. Brittany was lost within the first twenty minutes, Quinn and Santana drifting off just after the hour mark. Rachel finished the movie, switching off the television and lying back on her bed. Santana was kind of in the way, but Rachel managed to fit along the side of her. She laughed when she looked over to Quinn and Brittany, sprawled out and intertwining with each other. It didn't look comfortable at all, but then her focus was pulled away from them and onto the Latina next to her.

'C…cant.'

'Santana?' Rachel questioned, not sure what to do. Wake her up? 'Santana?'

'No.. no..' She turned over to face Rachel, but she was still asleep. The smaller girl could see beads of sweat forming on her face, her expression changing as her eyebrows scrunched up.

'Santana, are you okay?' She whispered, gently touching her shoulder. She was so cold.

He's at the end of the bed. She could see him. He's just standing there. 'What the hell do you want from me?' She yelled. But he still just stood there. She only got one look at his clothes when it happened, managing to look up as he and the other guy were running away. His black jeans and black leather jacket were the only way she could distinguish him, she never saw his face. 'Who are you?' She asked, but he remained at the end of the bed, unmoving and threatening. 'Who the fuck are you!' He laughed. She saw his smile in the darkness, his teeth but nothing else. He grinned at her as he moved around the bed, and she was paralysed. She could see Brittany and Quinn on the bed next to her, she could feel Rachel beside her, but none of them woke up as she screamed. 'Get away from me!' He kept coming. 'I said stay away from me!' He was at her side now, still laughing, with a knife in his hand. With one final scream it came plummeting down.

'Santana!' Rachel yelled again, and Quinn and Brittany heard her that time. They came over as quickly as they could and positioned themselves on the other side of the Latina.

'Rachel, what's happening?' Quinn asked, Brittany just looking scared.

'I don't know, she's sweating and I cant wake her up.' Rachel was incredibly panicked at this point, 'is this normal?'

'Yeah, pretty much. Small things change depending on what she's dreaming about but most of the time it's all the same.' Quinn gave a sad smile, as the Latina began to speak again.

'Qu…Quinn.' She whispered. All three girls looking shocked as her teeth started to chatter.

'She's so cold,' Brittany informed them, putting her hand on the brunette's forehead.

'Not for long,' Quinn said, as she moved past Brittany to get under the cover's besides Santana, and then whispered in her ear; 'Just hang on okay, you'll wake up soon.' She wrapped her arms around her, pulling her in close, and then looked at the other two girls. 'You guys should get some sleep, I've got her.' She smiled at them.

'Are you sure Quinn, we can sta..' Rachel began.

'No, it's fine, go in Brit's bed and sleep.' They nodded and did as the blonde asked, falling asleep within minutes, as Quinn sat and held Santana in her arms.