Quinn wakes up when she feels Santana moving next to her.

"Are you okay?" She asks, half asleep, but doesn't get an answer. She feels Santana quickly getting out of the bed and then hears a door slamming and Santana's dry heavings. She sounds miserable and Quinn knows that she sould go with Santana, but stays in bed for a couple of minutes.

"Santana! Are you okay in there?" Quinn asks from the bed and again, doesn't get an answer. She goes to the bathroom and slowly opens the door just to find Santana basically hugging the toilet and puking her guts out.

"Oh god, you look pathetic! I need to take a picture." Quinn says with a laugh.

Santana takes her head out of the toilet for a minute when she hears a flash. "Did you really take a picture?"

"Oh, i sure did. Wanna see it?" She asks teasingly while coming close to Santana and kneeling down next to her. "Are you okay?"

"What... do you... think?" Santana mumbles and then gives a painful groan.

"Okay, i'm sorry." Quinn says. "Eww there's puke in your hair. I think i'll go call your mom."

"Nooo, stay here." Santana says. "Pleaseee."

"I'll just go for 5 seconds, you'll be fine." Quinn says while standing up.

Quinn comes back with Maribel who basically runs next to Santana. She sits down next to her and starts rubbing soft circles in Santana's back while softly mumbling comforting words.

"Shh, it's okay baby, mami is here. You'll be okay." Quinn hears Maribel say and, for a moment, she wishes her mom would be like that with her.

She is shaken out of her thoughts when Maribel asks her if she can get Santana a glass of water.

"Sure." She says.

She comes back and handles the water to Maribel who is now cleaning Santana's hair.

Santana takes a sip of water before puking again. She is now crying and Maribel is trying to calm her down.

"Quinn you should go to bed, is really late." Maribel says to her. "Besides we'll probably stay here for a while."

"No, i'm okay." Quinn says. "Does she need anything else?" Quinn feels a little guilty for having made fun of Santana earlier.

"I need to die." Santana weakly says while laying down on the floor. Quinn laughs and Maribel sighs.

"Maybe we should get her to bed already." Quinn suggest, while looking at Santana who is now clutching her stomach as she complains, Quinn is pretty sure Santana is exaggerating, but she still is a little worried.

"Yes, we should." Maribel agrees. "C'mon Santana, stand up."

"I'm fine here." Santana says.

"Santana c'mon, you have to go to bed." Maribel says, while slowly moving Santana who groans and gives a pitiful moan.

"Yes San, let us take you to bed." This time is Quinn who talks.

"I don't wanna move." Santana softly says. "Let me here."

Both Quinn and Maribel keep on insisting.

"I wanna go to bed." Santana says, a couple of minutes later. "The floor is cold."

"We know." Quinn says. They both help Santana out of the floor and she complains at every little movement.

They get her to bed and leave a waste basket next to her just in case she needs it.

"Are you sure you don't need me to stay here?" Maribel asks.

"Sure, she'll be okay." Quinn says. "You must be tired."

Maribel nods. "Just, call me if any of you need anything, okay?"

Quinn goes to bed a couple of minutes later. She gets under the sheets and feels Santana coming closer to her.

"I'm cold." Santana mumbles.

"You smell like vomit." Quinn says, while carefully pushing her away.

"Quinnnnnn." Santana grumbles. "My stomach hurts and i'm cold."

"I know that already." Quinn says. "Santana i have to go to school in a couple of hours, i need to sleep."

"Can you cuddle with me?"

"Santana are you serious?"

"Quinn pleaseeee." She says in a little voice and Quinn rolls her eyes before cuddling Santana.

"Are you happy now?" Quinn asks.

"No, you're hurting my stomach!" Santana complains. "Go away."

"You were basically begging me to cuddle you."

"Yes, but you hurt me." Santana pouts.

"Whatever, can i go to sleep now?"

Santana wakes up two times during the night. One to puke and the other to complain. She barely has any sleep and so does Quinn.

Actually, they're both already awake when the time to go to school comes.

"Can you stay with me? Please Quinn." Santana asks for the millionth time.

"I already told you i can't, Santana."

"Pleaseee." Santana says. Quinn sighs.

"I won't stay." Quinn says. "But i'll come here later, okay? I promise."