Brittany tossed and turned on the bed, careful to not awake Santiago who's fast asleep beside her- on Santana's side of the bed. She couldn't help but feel like she cheated. In a sense, yes, it was cheating, because she's married with Santana and now she's here with Santiago, but she couldn't understand why her heart twitched, as if Santana has ties to it and was constantly pulling at it.

She made a final turn and faced the ceiling, thinking what Santana might be feeling at the moment. Brittany assumed that maybe she's fine, not thinking about anything but herself, just like how everything was from the start. Maybe Santana's sleeping peacefully somewhere, waiting for Santiago to leave the house tomorrow so she could move back to her own room but without furiously changing all of the covers and sheets first, like Santiago has some kind of a transferable disease.

Brittany smiled slightly, as if too much of the action would hurt her heart. She doesn't know that in just a few months she'll know Santana to the core to be able to say such thing. It actually wasn't that she knew Santana very well, she just assumed, but she would never assume that Santana was out there somewhere, crying, or at least affected with whatever that happened to Brittany and Santiago .

She tensed when Santiago moved to a comfortable position. A second later, Santiago didn't moved again, and his breathing was even- he's back to slumber, and Brittany sighed in relief. She silently wished it was Santana who was beside her. It was the least she could do -to wish but not hope. It was just merely impossible.

Suddenly, her hand phone on the night stand vibrated. She immediately grabbed it and raised an eyebrow when she realized it was Leo who sent her a message.

From: Leo

We're going somewhere.

The moment she finished reading the message, the door beeped. It was unlocked. I thought only Sophia has the key card to our door?

Brittany carefully stood up, wore outdoor clothes and ran out of the room with her shoes in hand. If she would wear it, it would just create noises.

She almost bumped into Leo when she stepped out of the room. He was standing right in front of the door. "Gosh, Leo, you scared me."

Brittany studied Leo. He looked like a zombie with his emotionless eyes and dark circles around them.

"Are you having any sleep lately?"

"It doesn't matter. There's an emergency. Rachel contacted me and she said Santana's in a hospital," Leo whispered.

"What?!" Brittany hissed, cautious to not awake everyone in the house.

"Let's go." Leo grabbed her hand and pulled her in a hurry.

Brittany almost toppled over Leo as they hurried down the stairs of the front porch, her foot tripping over her other foot. Thankfully, despite Leo being young, he was strong enough to hold Brittany firmly with his square hand and strong arm, but that didn't stopped Brittany from kneeling unsteadily on the step of the stairs, her right shin throbbing as it just hit the corner of the step.

"Britt are you okay?" Brittany couldn't really help but find him very admirable with the sound of his soft voice and his comforting brown eyes that finally showed an emotion—worry. It kind of reminded Brittany of Santana's own brown eyes.

"Yeah, I-I'm fine." Brittany forced herself to stand up, his right shin still aching but chose to ignore.

Brittany realized that Leo was leading her to the garage, and once they were there, he handed her the key of one of the flying cars parked in the spacious garage. "That's for the gray one. That third car from the corner." He pointed as Brittany wore her doll shoes. "You drive it why I roll up the cover of the exit. We can't open the roof, it would wake everyone up. Try not to be so noisy," he ordered and he ran to the roll-up metal cover of the exit as Brittany started the said car.

Once Brittany was out at the back of the huge house, Leo rolled down the cover and hopped on the passenger's side.

"What hospital?" Brittany anxiously asked, eager to press the gas though her right shin still ached.

"New York Medical Hospital."

It was a ten-minute drive from there, but Brittany knew if she would hurry, it would be less.

Her right shin twitched when she floored the gas, but ignored. She just focused ahead, eager to get to Santana and see if she's safe.

"Britt, I know what happened inside your room," Leo said after a minute of silence. He has rounded the whole house at least thrice to tire himself so he could fall asleep, but that didn't work. He did catch a glimpse of Brittany and Santiago in their room, since the blinds weren't closed.

Brittany glanced at the boy before focusing on driving again. There are no hints of anything malicious in his face and voice, in fact, he's so calm. How can he be so calm at times like this?

Brittany sighed. "Leo, just… please don't tell Santana… or anyone." Her knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel tightly. She's so ashamed of herself.

"I never planned on telling anyone, Brittany. I know that you should tell Santana yourself. I don't have the rights to intervene with you two."

"Thanks for understanding, Leo. You're such a nice man." There was a hint of fondness in Brittany's voice.

Leo looked at Brittany in surprise, because surely he's not a man yet, he's still a boy. A boy that understood situations like this from reading books and watching romantic movies. But still, he's thankful that Brittany could see through him, and knew that there's more inside his little body and young mind to what everyone thought. If he's not yet in love with Quinn, he would have fallen in love with Brittany instead.

"But, Britt, you have to explain everything soon."

Brittany sighed. She's not sure if she would lie to Leo or not. She doesn't have any choice. "I will, Leo. I will."

It was a lie.

~.~

Leo walked back and forth in front of his older sister's hospital room. It has been an hour since they arrived, and since Brittany came inside and haven't gone out yet. The nurse that aided Santana said that it was just fatigue. She would wake up soon, depends on her. They asked who sent Santana there and the nurse said the girl introduced herself as Santana's cousin. It was Rachel. But she's nowhere to be found at the moment.

Leo wanted to put something in his ears to block out the weeping sound running down the quiet and dimly-lit hallway of the hospital. It seemed to be coming from a room not far from Santana's room, and it was giving him goosebumps. It sounded very rueful, almost grieving.

Unable to still himself, he walked pass Santana's room, and carefully checked the next doors for the source of the sound, and he saw the third door from Santana's room ajar, the sound coming from there. He peeked in and felt a shiver ran up his spine, anger coming along with it.

So this was where Rachel has been all the time.

"R-Rachel?"

Hearing her name being called, Rachel's head snapped up from its position on Quinn's bed, beside the unconscious girl's left hand.

"Leo?" Rachel asked as she stood up from the chair beside Quinn's bed. She momentarily stopped crying.

She has intended of keeping Quinn's condition from Leo. Guess fate has its own plan.

"What happened to her?" His voice sounded accusing, intimidating Rachel.

Rachel looked over her shoulder, to Quinn who's sleeping with different tubes and machines connected to different parts of her body, a white bandage wrapped around her head, and a white cement-like cast keeping her broken hip bones down to her toes in place.

The car's hit has been bad, really bad that Quinn hasn't woken up since she arrived at the hospital and she still has to stay there for six months to totally heal her broken hip bones and a few ribs, and two dozen scratches on her elbows, arms, and even on her beautiful face.

"Leo, let me explain." Rachel pulled Leo out of the room and closed the door behind her. Leo harshly jerked his hand off Rachel's hold and glared at the older girl, keeping all the anger down his throat.

Rachel took his silence as a cue to explain. "She ran away from me. You know she's very playful, she wanted me to run after her. And then I saw the car and ran after her. I tried to warn her, or jerk her away from her place before the car arrived. But I was too late. The car's going too fast and wasn't able to see Quinn. Leo, I'm sorry." She started crying again.

"I only asked one thing from you in exchange to my everything. Why aren't you able to do it?!" Leo hissed behind gritted teeth, tears brimming in the corners of his eyes.

"Leo, I tried…" she said helplessly.

"Didn't I tell you to take care of her?! If you can't do it, I'll do it!" His voice was gradually increasing.

"It was an accident! Leo, please… don't… don't take her away from me… I'll die," Rachel sobbed.

Leo took a deep breath to calm himself. "Tell me who hit her," he whispered.

Rachel swallowed hard. "Santana." He didn't miss the sound of hatred in her voice.

Leo felt numb. Of all the people, why his own sister? He never imagined that his own blood relative would push Quinn, the girl he most dearly loved, to the verge of death. And now Rachel hated Santana. Why did everything suddenly became so complicated?

"Leo… I'm sorry…" Rachel continued sobbing as she sat on the floor, her jittery legs couldn't carry her weight anymore.

"If Santana would ask for your forgiveness are you going to give it?" Leo put his shaking hands inside his pockets.

Rachel didn't answer for the next two minutes. Leo knew she hated Santana so much.

He sighed. "Rache..." Rachel felt warm that Leo still respected him after everything. "You said it was an accident… do you think Santana saw this would happen?"

Rachel shook her head.

"It was an accident, no one expected this, but why are you blaming her?"

Rachel couldn't say anything. Leo has a point, but she still wouldn't want to forgive Santana just like that. She almost killed Quinn, how could Rachel forgive her? Rachel suddenly realized that it was the same as what Leo was feeling, except that his hatred was for Rachel and not for Rachel. They're feeling the same for different persons.

Leo felt his heart slowly crushing, and he couldn't stop it. He knew he has to sacrifice again, for the sake of the three girls important in his life—Santana, Quinn and Rachel. He doesn't want to forgive Rachel either, but he would gladly do it if it would repair Santana and Rachel's relationship.

"Rachel…" He turned his back to Rachel. "Consider yourself forgiven the moment you've forgiven my sister."

Leo walked away, leaving invisible trails of his broken glass-like heart behind, gleaming from the hallway's dim light.

~.~

The morning came. It wasn't just a simple morning though, today was Brittany's fencing competition and Santana's beauty contest. Santana has been sleeping for a long time in the hospital. The midnight's happenings really tired her off.

Santana narrowed her eyes at the brightness of the room, the sun seeping from the opened window above her head was keeping her skin warm. She didn't panic, thinking about the contest later, she knew it was still early by the warmness of the sun. She still has a few hours to waste.

The moment her eyes finally adjusted with the brightness, the door opened and Brittany came in. She was very slightly limping.

Everything that happened suddenly came in torrent inside Santana's head without warning. She looked away from Brittany to the other side of the room, keeping a scoff from coming out of her mouth.

"You're sore?" For Santana, it was just the same as asking "Had a rough night?"

I knew Santiago's never been gentle.

Brittany simply pushed aside the question. "Did you like the sun's warmth? I know you've always liked the morning sun."

Of course. It was Brittany who opened the window. She always does that every morning, opening the blinds to their room's floor-to-ceiling window for Santana to feel the sun.

"Why are you here?"

Brittany looked down, noticing Santana's cold voice. "Rachel contacted Leo, and he asked me to go with him."

"Why are you still here?"

"I…" Brittany doesn't really know but still came up with a reason. "I wanted to wait for you to wake up."

"I'm awake now. You can leave."

"Don't you want me to give you a ride back ho-"

"Just leave!" Santana yelled and Brittany flinched.

Brittany took a deep breath. "OK." She took a step closer to Santana and cupped her right cheek.

Santana instinctively gripped the blanket on her lap but didn't do anything to stop Brittany when she kissed her forehead before limping out of the room.

Santana stared sadly at the closed door, trying to fool herself that this was what they should have been ever since the beginning—far from each other. Wasn't this what she wanted that's why she made the contract? To keep Brittany away from her. But why was it that she wanted to be close to Brittany every second of the day?

Even now that she knew Brittany slept with her own cousin.

That didn't lessen her love for the girl. But that made Santana keeping herself away from Brittany. No matter how much she doesn't want to, she has to, to save her heart that's nearing its death.

In the end, the Santana Lopez that was once so selfish has turned into the Santana Lopez that was so selfless because of one Brittany Pierce-Lopez.

~.~

Santana knew she was looking at her reflection in the mirror inside her and Matt's shared dressing room, a set of hands busy with her make-up and another set busy with her hair, but she wasn't seeing anything. Everything's blurred and her mind has drifted off somewhere. Probably to a certain girl that she's trying to run away from.

A familiar warmth that reminded her of the morning sun's warmth suddenly draped over her right hand and broke through her trance. She looked down at her hand that was resting on the arm of the chair she's sitting on, another hand atop it. She knew that ring very well, it matched the one she has on her own left ring finger. Her eyes traveled up the arm of the owner until she met Brittany's soft eyes.

Brittany smiled, almost breaking Santana's heart. "Good luck." She squeezed Santana's hand once before leaving.

Santana closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Please… don't run after me. I might do something stupid… like turn around and come back.

~.~

Brittany sighed for the nth time that day. The whole day's activity has been very tiring. She fought with 121 delegates from all over the world all in just one day. She looked out of the window as Butler Mike busied himself with driving.

The city lights below them looked soothing in the eyes, and yet it did nothing to sooth Brittany's worry. She looked over the tall buildings, to the sky. The stars did nothing to help Brittany either. She looked at the tall trophy beside her, and she slightly smiled. At least knowing that she won as a champion all for Santana somehow soothed her feelings.

She grabbed the trophy and rested it on her lap. The square base was thick glass with her name engraved on it, then there were four golden columns on the four corners of the base, atop the columns were another plane of thin glass, and the top was a small golden doll of a man in a fighting stance, right hand stretched all the way out with a foil.

Brittany wondered what happened to Santana's beauty contest. She hasn't had time to call earlier because she's too focused on the competition.

She couldn't remember when was the last time she stayed this long far away from Santana. It felt unbearable, that's why she decided to pass by the school's coliseum first before heading home to see if Santana's still there.

Once they arrived at the coliseum, she saw Mr. Smythe's designated car parked outside. She ordered Butler Mike to head home first and change all the covers and sheets in their room and flip the bed on the other side before heading to the dressing room. She wouldn't want Santana to notice any hint of Santiago being in their room last night though she probably already knew it.

Brittany went straight to the dressing rooms and realized that the whole place was already empty. The contest must have ended thirty minutes ago and all the audience and contestants have already left. She saw Katy, Madison and Tina standing beside the door of Santana and Matt's shared dressing room. All quiet and looking sad.

"Guys."

The three girls put a finger on their lips before pulling Brittany away from the room.

"What happened?" Brittany couldn't take their silence anymore.

Madison sighed. "She lost over Harmony."

"What? How?"

"She looked bothered. She tripped a couple of times, she danced the wrong dance steps and she wasn't able to answer in the Q&A portion. She kept staring into nothing as if her mind's not at the place," Katy stated her observations.

"Where is she?" Brittany demanded.

"Crying in her dressing room…"

Brittany walked away but Tina was fast enough to hold her wrist before continuing, "…with Matt."

Brittany gritted her teeth. She doesn't know why she hadn't expected Matt would be there. It was to be expected, but she didn't. Maybe she's just too busy worrying about Santana to think about anyone else.

"You go ahead, guys. I'll take care of her."

With an understanding nod of their heads, the three left.