A few heart wrenching seconds go by before a choked sob erupts from the Latina and she takes a few shaky steps back. She collapses into Rachel, sobbing violently.
Rachel is overcome with a huge wave of relief when her usually fast-working mind slowly comprehends that Santana is safe now. Rachel rubs Santana's back and mutters soothing words into her ear. After about a half hour of non-stop sobbing, the Latina's cries die down, and she becomes silent. Rachel looks down, and sees her best friend in a deep sleep. Rachel thinks she looks so peaceful and happy.
Rachel pulls out her phone to check the time. It reads 3:10 PM. School has been out for ten minutes now. The brunette looks at her inbox and sees that its full with texts from the glee club.
Is San ok? I'm worried. -Quinn
Where r u & Sanny, Rachie? -Britt
Where r u and Lopez? U guys ok?-Puck
Where are you and Santana? R u ok? Because you never miss glee . . . -Finn
The rest are from the glee club and Rachel deletes them. She replies to the other four.
We are okay. Santana has had a really rough day. But you had a right to be worried. I'll give you the details later. -Rachel (to Quinn)
We are on the roof. And we're okay. Now. I need you to carry San to my car. She fell asleep and I don't want to wake her up; she's had a horrible day. -Rachel (to Puck)
Don't worry about us, Britt. We are fine -Rachel (to Brittany)
We're good, Finn. Thank you for your concern." Rachel (to Finn)
I'm on my way up. -Puck
Almost ten seconds later, Puck appears on the roof. "Princess, what happened? Is Santana okay?!" he asks, seeing the non-moving slim figure in Rachel's arms.
"She's safe now, she's just in a deep sleep. But oh my God, Noah, it was terrible." Rachel says.
"Wait, Rachel, you don't mean-"
"Yes, Noah. She was about to commit suicide by jumping off the roof, but I was able to stop her." Tears run down the brunette's cheeks as she clings onto Santana for dear life.
"Oh my God." Puck gasps.
"I almost lost her, Noah! When I came up and saw her on the edge, it was like I saw my life flash before my eyes. Santana is my life now. I love her!" Rachel sobs.
"I know, Rach. I see the way you look at each other. I think its apparent to everyone that you want to be more than friends." Puck comforts.
"Look at her now, Princess. She's fine and she's in your arms, right where she should be. Now let's go, I don't want you or San getting sick from this cold weather." Puck says, grabbing the Latina in his arms.
"You're right, Noah, let's get out of here. I don't want to see this roof again." Rachel says while getting up.
Together, Puck and Rachel drive to the brunette's house, and set Santana up in Rachel's bed. After giving her a kiss on the cheek, Rachel and Puck make their way downstairs.
"Thank you, Noah." Rachel says simply.
"Anything for you, Princess. I love both you and San, so it was the least I could do." he shrugs. He gives Rachel a hug.
"Oh, and you better call Q. If you don't soon, she's probably going to go all ape shit on your ass." Puck says before leaving the house.
