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Chapter 25: Hello

"Presenting the champion of the Forty Fifth Annual McKinley High Hunger Games; Santana Lopez!"…

Suddenly the feeling came back to her stomach. Pain seared through her body, she felt light headed. The ladder came down and Santana grabbed it with one arm, using the other to clutch onto her stomach. It hurt so bad. The moment she got on the plane thing they drugged her.

SANTANA POV:

Slowly I regained consciousness. The first thing I noticed was the lack of pain in my body. I'd always been in some sort of pain my whole life. The bruises, scars. I knew without looking that they were all gone. These people had the technology to do all that. My hearing then started coming back

"…worry she'll be awake soon" It was a male voice I didn't recognise, probably the doctor

"Is she okay?" It was Brittany

"I'm okay" I told her, or tried to at least, it came out as more of a murmur. Slowly I managed to open my eyes. I was in a hospital room. The whole glee club was standing round my bed. I sat up slowly, it didn't hurt. That was weird scene as I'd just had my stomach slit open. Or had I? How long had it been? I decided to take a chance with my vocal cords again.

"How long was it?"

"Only five hours." The doctor told me. Only five hours? "That's pretty good considering the state of your body. Where did you get all those scars?"

"Clumsy" I mutter. I lied but so what. I'm not telling this guy my life story.

"Okay you guys can say hi now." He tells the glee club. Brittany immediately flings herself on top of me and we share one of the most passionate kisses ever.

"I missed you so much" She whispers to me between kisses "Don't ever leave me again. Ever."

"I promise" I tell her. Then I hear someone clearing their throats. Alice. We both pull apart and look at her

"I'm pretty sure we'd appreciate you not making 'lady babies' in front of us." Cock-block.

"Damn you." I tell her. She raises her eyebrow at me and I smile, "Come here" I tell her and we hug tightly.

"I missed you so much" She tells me

"I won't leave again"

"You can't. You and Brit are my legal guardians now. Well, once you've signed the paper."

"Why would I want to do that?" I ask jokily. She slaps my arm. She's quiet for a second. I can tell she wants to ask me something. "What is it?"

"Could you maybe ask them to get rid of my scars too?" She asks me, she stalking quietly so only I can hear. "I-I just really want a fresh start when we get to New York. I feel like I can't do that if I still have the marks of my past." A fresh start. That's exactly what we need. I beckon the doctor over and tell him to do it. He reluctantly agrees and takes Alice out the room. Quinn's next to envelope me in a hug.

"Thanks." I tell her. The rest of the glee club crowd around me in one of their big group hugs. I feel safe.

"So Santana, what was the point you knew that you were going to be the winner of the Forty Fifth Annual McKinley High Hunger Games?" Rod Remington asks me. Why do they keep saying the full name of it? Surely it would be easier to just say 'The Hunger Games'. And why is he smiling at me? Why are they all smiling? I killed six people. Emily Allen, Emma Smith, Jacob Rinksphere, Lauryn Kirby, Ethan Cooke and Valentina DiCaprio. All dead at my hand. When did I know I was going to win?

"I never really knew in advance but I guess it was when I pinned Valentina." I answer him

"Oh don't be so modest, you must have known before." Isn't he supposed to be helping me?

"No, I really didn't" Get off this topic.

"We all noticed the close bond you had with the girl from Drama-"

"Her name was Josephine." I interrupt him. She's dead, he could at least have the decency to use her name.

"Okay so what about her caused you to form that bond with Josephine?"

"Well she saved my life like three times so that kinda helped." I start "Another thing is that she was just so young, she didn't belong in the arena. She was too small, she was such a talented actress as well. She had such a good future ahead of her."

"Yes that is sad." He says it like he cares. He doesn't care about her. He doesn't care about any of us. "Anyway, everyone out here loved your plan to seem weak. I have to say I'm sure there wasn't a single person here who wasn't fooled by your amazing acting. Do you plan on doing that in your future?"

"I'd love to."

"Are you going to an acting collage then?"

"Yeah, I got into Julliard actually."

"Is your girlfriend going there?"

"Yes and my girlfriends name is Brittany." Again, try using peoples names

"What course is she in?"

"Dance." How can he not know that? Isn't he supposed to know everything.

"Okay so that's all the time we've got for the questions. Now for a clip from the best bits of your Hunger Games experience." Experience? Experience? Great experience.

The Hunger Games logo flashes on the screen in front of me. It's followed by a picture of me at the opening ceremony in the dress Kurt designed. I actually look pretty good in it. Who'd have known? It shows all my supposed 'best bits' after that. It starts with when I jump off the podium, then when I duck the machete, when I climb into the tree and tie myself up then holding my breath when the careers pass under. Then me listening to the messages from Brit and Alice and replying to the sky, they don't blast out the messages, luckily, but they do blast out the first verse of the Don't Stop Belivin' tape they sent me. Next it's when I set the tracker jackers on the careers, it shows me fainting and Josephine dragging me off to safety. They play out the scene when I first spoke to her and when she saved me from Callie. They then play some of Get Sexy and show when I saved Josephine form Jacob. They show me killing Lauryn and they how me and Josephine splitting up. Then they show her getting the spear in her stomach. At least they showed me singing and doing the flowers. They showed her getting a proper memorial. They show me doing the salute and then listening to Together and Dom saving my life. They show the final battle, the whole thing. The whole murder of Valentina DiCaprio. By the end I'm crying. I don't care about everyone seeing it, even though its real. I'm real. I'm alive. And twenty three more people are dead. And twenty three will keep dying. In the never ending cycle that is the Hunger Games.

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Well thats technically the end of the story :o( I will post an epilogue tomorrow though :o)

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