She twists and turns on the couch trying (and failing) to find a position that makes her stomach ache at least a little more bearable.

It's about 3am and Santana hasn't sleep at all.

The pain killers that Kurt gave her before going out weren't helping at all, the couch was uncomfortanle and the living room was cold, so she decided to go to Rachel's bedroom.

She opened the curtain to what was Rachel's bedroom and found her sleeping.

"Rachel!" She whispered. "Berry, wake up!"

"Santana?" A sleepy Rachel asks. "It's late, what do you want?"

"Can i sleep here?"

"Santana no. Kurt isn't here, use his bed."

"Berry please, my stomach is killing me and i hate sleeping alone when i'm not feeling good." Santana says.

"Santana, let me sleep."

"I don't want to walk back to the couch or to Lady Hummel's bed."

Rachel sits down on the bed and looks at Santana who is biting her lip and has her arms wrapped around her stomach.

Rachel sighs. "Okay, come here." She says while making space for Santana on one side of the bed.

"Santana! Santana, stop moving!" Rachel says. "I can't sleep, stop."

"I'm-i'm so-sorry." She whispers, her voice sounding choppy.

"Hey are you okay?" She asks as she turns around to see Santana curled up, trying to stay still.

"Yes." Santana says, but Rachel knows she is lying.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Rachel asks while shaking Santana's shoulder. "Is your stomach still hurting?"

Santana gives a little nod. "I feel as if something where stabbing me."

"Is there anything i can do to help you?" Rachel asks, a little concerned.

"No, go to ¡ouch! go to sleep, i'm o-okay."

Rachel is falling asleep again when Santana wakes her up.

"Berry! Berry wake ¡ouch! wake up!"

"Santana is like 4:30 am, what do you want now?" An annoyed Rachel asks.

"Can you, can you rub my stomach?"

"Really Santana?"

"Rachel please."

"Santana no, i want to sleep."

"I want to sleep too." Santana replies.

After minutes of discussing, Rachel finally agrees.

"Okay, let me see." She says while moving Santana's hands away and lifting her t-shirt. "Where does it hurts?"

"Everywhere."

"Of course." Rachel mumbles.

"Ouch! Berry, you're hurting me!" Santana screams.

"I'm not doing it that strong."

"Yes you are. It hurts."

"You are doing it bad." Santana says suddenly. "Make the circles to the other side."

Rachel rolls her eyes. "Like that?"

Santana just nods.

Rachel is feeling really tired when she realices Santana is sleeping. Finally.

She looks at the clock and it reads 6am. She has to wake up in 2 hours.

She gets mad at Santana, even if it's not her fault that her stomach was hurting that bad.

She turns away to sleep when she hears Santana quietly mumbling "Rachel? Wake up, my stomach is hurting again."

"Rachel?"

"Rach wake up."

This time, Rachel pretends as she didn't hear anything and goes to sleep. Santana will have to find the way to fall asleep by herself this time.