"Its Noah…he's in the ER. I don't want you driving right now babe. Ok?" Quinn said softly while grabbing Santana's hand with her right hand and she steered with her left hand and sped off towards the hospital.
This chapter is kinda of angsty but they are some adorable fluff pieces mixed in as well.
Santana's face instantly went pale. "Wh..what?!" She shrieked out.
"Stay calm Santana….please babe. Stay calm." Quinn said while squeezing the Latina's hand.
"I cant stay calm Quinn my baby is in the ER! He's probably so scared right now." Santana choked out. "What happened? What's wrong with him? Who called?" Santana fired out the questions one after the other.
Quinn noticed the Latina was breathing heavily now. "San?" She was now gasping for air so Quinn pulled over on the side of the road and grabbed Santana's purse rummaging through it for her inhaler. She did a few test puffs to make sure it was working before putting it up to the Latina's mouth.
"Inhale San, good….good….let's do another." Quinn said trying to keep her voice as calm as possible. Santana was starting to breathe a little better. Quinn pulled her into a hug as best as she could in the car. She rubbed circles on her back until she felt Santana calm down even more.
"Look at me San." The Latina slowly lifted her eyes, which were now extremely red and brimming with tears. "Mercedes called, Noah had an accident on the jungle gym in the backyard, something with his arm, he went into surgery right away, so that's where he is now. I need you to stay calm so I can pull off and drive again and you can be there right when he wakes up okay?" Quinn said gently.
"Ok." Santana said quietly. Quinn leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
"Im here for you sweetie ok? You're not alone right now. Here take my hand, squeeze it as hard as you need to ok?" Quinn stated as she slowly pulled off again and made her way to the hospital.
15 minutes later they were pulling up to the ER before Quinn could even park the car Santana was jumping out and running to the door. She was immediately greeted by the paparazzi, the ambulance showing up at Mercedes house triggered a commotion and the paps were out looking for any picture they could find.
Santana Lopez…who are you visiting in the hospital?
Rumor has it your son is in the ER!
How well do you know Mercedes Jones?
Are you here to visit Mercedes Jones?
When is your album coming out?
The questions were coming so fast and quickly but Santana didn't hear a word, the flashes from the numerous cameras were irritating her already sore eyes, so she smoothly took her sunglasses off her head and put them on as she walked into the hospital. Hospital security quickly escorted the paps back out of the building.
Santana ran up to the desk. "My son….my son Noah Lopez is here!" She exclaimed.
"Yes ma'am just a minute you need to fill out paperwork first." The nurse behind the desk said rudely while she was checking the charts.
"Where is he? Is he ok? I need to know if my baby is ok!" Santana was now screaming. She felt a hand on the small of her back steadying her but she didn't turn around.
The nurse turned back around and handed Santana a clipboard. "You need to fill out these forms."
"No I need to know if my damn son is ok! Fuck your clipboard! Where is my child?!"
"You'll find out when you fill out these forms." The nurse hissed out.
"And you'll find out what it means to have someone go Lima Heights on your fat ass in a minute if I don't see my son!"
Quinn quickly reached from behind Santana and took the clipboard while rolling her eyes at the nurse.
Santana was about to scream at the nurse again when Mercedes came in to the ER bay. "San!" She yelled out to the Latina. Santana quickly ran over to Mercedes falling in to her arms hugging her.
"I'm sorry San….I don't even know what happened he was playing with all the boys outside and he must have fell off the top. I'm so sorry San." Mercedes cried out.
"It's not your fault Cedes…I don't blame you, I'm not mad at you I just need to know if Noah is ok." Santana said while still hugging her trying to keep herself calm.
"The doctor said when he fell he broke his arm in a few places. So he's in surgery right now to repair some tissue or something that tore. He um, he has a few scratches on his face, and his lip is bust." Mercedes said slowly.
Santana allowed a few tears to escape her eyes but quickly wiped her face while adjusting her sunglasses back on her face again while latching on tightly to Mercedes. Quinn was standing a few feet away from the two of them but she heard the whole conversation. She walked over to Santana and grabbed her. "Come on San, let's sit you down." She then turned to Mercedes, "did they say how long he would be in surgery?"
"She said it would be about 3 hours long." Mercedes replied. "I called you as soon as we got to the hospital. Q, your boys are with my sister in the cafeteria. They should be up in a few minutes." Quinn nodded as she wrapped an arm around Santana allowing her to cuddle into her side.
"Can someone call Brit. I need her right now." Santana whispered out. "I need Brittany right now."
Mercedes nodded. " I will San. I will be right back." Mercedes got up and excused herself to call the blonde. Just as Mercedes was walking back her sister was coming back with the cafeteria with Eli and Manny. Eli ran straight over to Santana and began to climb up her lap; while Manny stood a ways back.
"Easy baby, don't climb on Aunt Sanny right now." Quinn lightly chided Eli, who turned red and apologized right away.
"Its okay Q. Come here honey." Santana replied while picking Eli up and cuddling him to her chest. He snuggled close to her. "Is Noah going to be okay?" He asked in a small voice that caused Santana's heart to break yet melt at the same time.
She swallowed the lump in her throat and choked out, "Yeah he will Eli. Noah will be just fine. He, um, he will probably have to stay here for a few days but then he will back home and you guys can play again soon ok?" She said while allowing the small boy to wrap his arms around her neck and plant a wet kiss on her cheek. "I will hug you since Noah cant okay?" He said sweetly while cuddling into Santana's chest.
Santana allowed a few tears to fall down her face. "Thanks Eli." She whispered to the small boy.
"Brit is on her way San." Mercedes said. "Do you need anything? Coffee, water?"
Santana shook her head. "Thanks Mercedes."
Quinn noticed Manny was being very different. "Emmanuel, come here." Quinn called out to her son while outstretching her arms. He walked slowly into her arms. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He said just above whisper. Santana also noticed the change in his demeanor.
"Noah will be ok Manny." Santana said with a weak smile. "He looks tired Q." She also said while glancing towards Manny. Manny had a distant look in his face, which concerned Santana, but she wouldn't allow herself to worry about that right now. "They probably need a nap."
"Yeah, maybe there is a private family waiting room that we can go to. I can see some of your fans have already found you San." Quinn replied quietly while nodding towards a few young girls who were staring from down the hall.
Before Santana could speak up a young doctor came walking into the waiting room. "Mrs. Lopez?"
"Its Miss Lopez, and that would be me." She said while standing up still holding Eli who was clinging to her tightly.
"I do apologize, I'm Dr. Rivera." He said with a smile while extending his hand out to shake hers. "Noah is currently in surgery with one of my colleagues, it looks like he took a nasty spill. His right arm is broke in 5 different places, so that's why we decided on surgery versus simply a cast. We want to make sure his bones heal properly. He also had quite a few scratches and cuts. The gash on his forehead is concerning me the most but it was stitched up very nicely, we can have him see a plastic surgeon to minimize a scar if you would like. Being that he is so young, he should be able to heal nicely though. So far his surgery is going very successful. I will check back in with you again in about 30 minutes. Any other questions?"
Santana shook her head no. Quinn stood up. "Is there a more private waiting room, Santana is a celebrity and we want her to have privacy."
"Of course, follow me." Dr. Rivera said with a small smile. He led the group down a long hall to a private room.
"Thank you." Quinn said to the doctor as he walked out of the room.
Santana was sitting in the corner of the room holding Eli who was now sound asleep in her lap. Quinn walked over slowly to her, "lemme take him San." She reached down and picked up Eli and laid him down on one of the sofas next to Manny.
Santana got up and walked over to the window and just stood there staring blankly out. She didn't know how long she had been standing there when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist with a gentle kiss on the back of her neck. "Hey baby." Brittany whispered in her ear.
Santana turned into Brittany's chest and allowed herself to finally break down. Brittany stood there and held her tightly allowing the Latina to sob uncontrollably into her chest without saying a word. Once Santana calmed down Brittany led her over to a recliner where she had Santana sit on her lap.
"Its ok baby." Brittany cooed in her ear. "Noah is strong just like his mom." Santana nuzzled her face into Brittany's neck and exhaled deeply trying to keep herself from breaking down again.
"Thanks for coming Brit." Santana whispered.
"You're my family…there is no place else I would be right now." Brittany replied while kissing the Latina gently on the lips and hugging her tightly.
Santana was slowly drifting off to sleep when the doctor came back in the room. "Miss Lopez?" Brittany rubbed her arm lightly. "San, baby the doctor is here." At the word doctor Santana's eyes popped open.
"Noah is out of surgery and is now in recovery being moved to a room in a few minutes. The surgery was successful but we are still going to put a cast on his arm for a few weeks just as a precaution."
"Can I see him now, please?" Santana said while jumping to her feet.
"Of course, just two at a time though, keep in mind that he is still very weak right now, so he are slowly bringing him out of the anesthesia, so he may not wake up completely for a few hours, even then he will go back to sleep pretty quickly."
Santana nodded that she understood.
"A nurse will be here in a few minutes to take you to his room." Dr. Rivera smiled both walking out of the room.
20 minutes later Santana was in Noah's room. Brittany came with her for support but stayed a couple steps back so she could have a few minutes alone with son. Santana instantly cried when she was finally able to see Noah. He had a huge gash on forehead that was stitched up so he had a bandage over it. He had a few other miscellaneous scratches on his arms, and his fingers, and his top lip was swollen with a small cut on it. He looked so helpless that her heart couldn't take the pain. She calmed herself down and walked slowly over to his bed.
"Hola mijo." Santana said softly while leaning on the edge of the bed. She gently ran her fingers through Noah's curly hair. "You scared me today, but mommy is so glad that you're okay. Mommy is so sorry she wasn't there when you fell, but you Aunt Mercedes took good care of you, and so did the nice doctors. You will get a cast put on your arm tomorrow we can have them make you a cool electric blue one or maybe a bright lime green one. Whatever you want I will see to it that you get it mijo." Santana paused to wipe the stray tears that were falling down her face.
"Mommy will be right here with you when you wake up. I promise you. I wont leave your side mijo. I love you so much Noah." Santana leaned down and kissed his forehead. She ghosted her fingers over the stitches on the left side of his face, and she kissed his swollen lip. "Sleep well mijo."
Brittany walked over and placed a hand on Santana's shoulder. Santana looked up at Brittany and smiled weakly. "Hey Noah, someone is here to see you." Brittany sat down in the chair next to the bed and grabbed Noah's hand.
"Hey big guy, its B. You did so good in surgery, like you're mom said you get a cool cast that we can totally decorate to look like whatever you want, maybe like a ninja, or like a turtle shell, or like superman. Rest up so can take care of your mom with me. I will be right here with your mom when you wake up." Brittany said with a smile.
Brittany and Santana settled back in the recliner that was in the hospital room. Santana had her head leaning on Brittany's shoulder while the blonde thumbed through a magazine. Brittany put down the magazine when she felt Santana shivering slightly. "Are you cold babe?" Brittany asked.
"Yeah this hospital is fuckin freezing." Santana muttered. Brittany took her sweatshirt off and offered it to Santana put it on. "Now you're going to be cold Brit." The Latina said softly while shaking her head refusing the sweatshirt.
"Well here we can lay it across both of us then." Brittany said while covering both of their upper bodies with the sweatshirt, mainly Santana's. Brittany wrapped her arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "You've had a long day. Time to get a little rest. I promise to wake you up the second he comes out of the anesthesia completely.
"No, I need to stay awake Brit, he needs me." Santana replied while snuggling closer to Brittany.
"No, he needs his mom to be at her best, his vitals are good, he's resting peaceful. I'm not going to sleep so I promise to wake you when he gets up. He needs you rested babe." Brittany said softly while stroking Santana's cheek.
"Ok Brit, but I'm only closing my eyes for a few minutes." Santana said reluctantly.
"That's perfectly fine." Brittany coaxed while rubbing the latina's arms in an attempt to warm her up faster.
Santana allowed herself to melt in to Brittany's embrace and she closed her eyes.
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