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For the last few days, Brittany has hardly slept. She stayed up all night and all day, thinking about Santana. She only saw her once since the accident. All she could see was her pale skin, the cuts and bruises scattered across her skin and her arms and legs wrapped up.
The nurse came in this morning and told her she could go home in a few days. She doesn't want to leave Santana alone in the hospital but she doesn't want to stay under the nurses watch either. One of the nurses came in to check her vitals and another came in after with a wheelchair.
Brittany looked at the nurse. "What is that for?" Her voice was dry and low, very much unlike her bright personality. Or what was her personality.
"Nurse Jessie told me to bring this in here for you. She'll be here in a minute." The nurse moved the wheelchair in front of the bed and walked out.
A few minutes later Jessie walked in. "Hey Brittany, we are going to try something new today." The nurse said her words with a smile, trying to create a positive atmosphere.
"I don't want to go anywhere." The blonde deadpanned and looked at the wall. Jessie frowned at her reaction and stood right behind the chair.
"Brittany, come one, we are going someplace and we need to see if you can handle it." The blonde looked at her confused and sat up a little. The nurse motion to the chair and she rolled her eyes.
"Fine. I'll go." Jessie walked over to help Brittany get into the chair. The blonde crossed her arms over her chest and let the nurse push her out of the room. They took an elevator down to the first floor and then went outside. In the back of the hospital there is patio set and small pond with fish inside.
"I have arranged for you to have lunch outside and afterwords, we are going to see how well you can walk with crutches." Brittany scoffed and gave a look saying she wasn't going to get her ass out of the wheelchair. "You're going home in a few days and your leg isn't broken but it is sprained. You'll be able to use crutches to get around your house."
"What then? I'll be alone. I'd rather be here. With her." She turned her head slightly to look up at the top floor of the hospital. "I don't want to leave her here."
"I know that Britt, but you can't stay here just for her. You have to work on getting better. You need to help yourself before you help others." Jessie was frowning now, almost giving Brittany a disappointed look. "I promise you we are doing everything we can for Santana. I'll call you if anything changes, okay?"
Brittany only nodded. Another nurse came out to the back patio with a set of crutches. She handed them to Jessie who then set them against one of the chairs.
"Alright Brittany, are you ready for lunch?" The head nurse attempted to smile. A few minutes later the same nurse who brought the crutches out set a tray of food on the table closest to Jessie and Brittany.
Brittany gave a barely audible thank you and the nurse walked back inside again. "So after I eat, I try the crutches?" Jessie nodded in response and the blonde picked up a sandwich from the tray and tore it in half. She began to eat the sandwich slowly and eventually finished it. She took a sip of the juice that sat in the corner of the tray.
After she was finished eating, Brittany looked at Jessie as she held the crutches out for her. "Do I really need to do this?"
"Yes, we need to see if you can walk with crutches." The nurse looked at her sympathetically
The blonde took ahold of the crutches as the nurse helped her up. She attempted to walk with them but it wasn't very successful at first. After a few tries she was able to walk about ten feet.
Over the next week, Jessie made her practice everyday for a short time. By the end of the week Brittany was able to be released.
Jessie walked into Brittany's room the day of her release. "Hey Britt, you're getting released today." She smiled and walked to sit at the edge of the dancers bed.
The blonde turned towards her and just nodded. She didn't want to leave Santana. "After I'm released can I see Santana?"
The nurse just looked at her and let her gaze fall to the bed sheet. "In a few days or so, there is a possibility that you can see her. We are still trying to figure out what is going on that she won't wake up."
Brittany looked towards the window and started to ignore the nurse.
"Brittany, I know I let you in her room once but her visitation is only open to family." The nurse tried to gain the blondes attention again.
"What, I'm not fucking family? I'm in love with her, we were… We are supposed to get married and live a happy life together and you are denying me the right to see her?" A single tear ran down her cheek.
"Brittany, I know this is hard but you can come back in a few days and see her. Thats the best I can do sweetie." Jessie walked towards the door and turned around, looking back and Brittany. "We have arranged for a cab to take you home, I even paid them for you. I'll be back with your papers and then you can leave." With that, she walked out the door.
Brittany was furious. Being denied seeing Santana broke her heart a little more. A few moments later, an orderly came in with her papers and a wheel chair to bring her downstairs to the cab. She got up and used her crutches to walk over to the chair and sat down. She took the papers out of the orderlies hands and folder her arms across her chest angrily.
The blonde finally made it home. The cab driver offered to help her inside but she denied. She got up the steps and took the keys out of the take home bag the hospital gave her. Brittany walked inside and spotted her phone sitting on the living room table. It was still plugged in to the charger. She unlocked the phone and saw 43 missed calls. Most of them from Jake. He was probably wondering where she had been the last few weeks.
Brittany searched through her phone to find a certain person to call. She clicked on the number and put the phone up to her ear. It rang three times.
"Hello?" The voice at the other end sounded tired.
"Hey.. Quinn, its Brittany." She tried her hardest to not break down.
"Hey B, I haven't heard from you or Santana for a while. Whats up?"
Brittany looked down at her legs and bit her lip before speaking. "Um.. Quinn, there was an accident.. And uh, could you come over here please? I-I'm all alone and.." Her voice was filled with sadness now.
"Britt, are you okay? I'll be over in a few minutes.. Do you mind if I bring Rachel?"
The blonde shook her head. "No, um, yeah bring her." She hung up the phone and waited for the girls to get there.
Twenty minutes later there was a few knocks on the door. By now, Brittany was laying on the couch, tear stained cheeks. She yelled across the room, "Come in." The girls walked into the house and ran over to Brittany. Quinn saw the crutches leaning up against the couch and there was no sign of Santana anywhere. Rachel sat down in the chair next to the couch and Quinn sat on her knees in front of Brittany.
"Brittany, hey, what happened? Where's Santana?" The hazel eyed blonde spoke in urgency, wanting to know what happened.
"Like I said, t-there was an a-accident." She wiped at the tears falling from her eyes.
Rachel was the one to speak next. "What kind of accident Brittany?"
"A car accident. S-Santana is in a c-coma.." The girls looked at her in horror, bringing their hands up to their mouths, tears filling their eyes.
"Is she going to be okay? How long ago did this happen B? Why didn't anyone call us for god sakes?" Quinn was in a panic, her words coming out too quickly for Brittany to comprehend.
"I don't know Quinn. They won't even let me see her." Brittany sat up and leaned forward, putting her head in her hands. Quinn got up to sit next to her, putting her arms around her.
"Brittany, I think we should stay here for a few days and help you then maybe go to the hospital and find out if you can get into see her." Rachel's voice was soft, trying to lift the dancer's spirits. Quinn nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, we should stay here. Help you get back on your feet." Quinn looked over to Rachel and looked over at the kitchen. Rachel nodded and walked over to the kitchen.
"I'm gonna go make some food for us all and we can talk about this." The brunette turned and entered the kitchen and started making food.
A few hours later, the girls had gone to sleep in Brittany's bed upstairs. Brittany slept in-between Rachel and Quinn as the held onto her while she slept. As soon as the blondes eyes closed, she dreamt of Santana. Only this time, it was different. Santana was trying to find her, she knew it. She felt it in her bones…
"Brittany, where are you? Baby please.." A distant voice called out, feeding her curiosity.
The dancer looked around and saw a small red light. It was far away and she tried running towards it. "Santana? Is that you baby?"
"Brittany, where are you? I need you, I need you here with me." The voice was inching closer as the red glow started to grow.
"Santana, I'm right here, baby, where are you?" She ran towards the light but as quickly as it grew, it disappeared even quicker. "SANTANA!"
"Brittany, you need to wake up." The voice was now a whisper. The red let was just a speck. "Brittany, come on get up."
"Santana come back! Baby please! I can't do this with out you…" She called out but there was no reply. The blonde felt like she was in an earthquake, everything was shaking and moving. She could hardly focus.
Quinn and Rachel sat up after they heard the dancer call out for Santana. "Brittany, you need to wake up." Quinn tried to shake the girl but she still wouldn't wake.
After a few minutes, Brittany finally sat up, screaming Santana's name. She opened her eyes and looked around to find Quinn and Rachel staring back at her with worried looks upon their faces.
"Q-Quinn.. I need to see Santana. Now." Brittany was sweating, she new her lover needed her. She felt it.
"Brittany, calm down, its three in the morning. We can go to the hospital tomorrow and see if they'll let you in." Rachel tried to calm the girl with soothing words. Brittany looked at the clock and cursed under her breath.
"Fine. In the morning, we are going to the hospital. End of story." The girls nodded and resumed their earlier positions.
Santana saw the yellow light once more. She thought it would never return. She automatically started running towards it, calling out her lovers name. "Brittany! Brittany where are you? Baby please…" The yellow light was so close yet so far away. It was fading quickly with every word.
She heard Brittany's voice call out to her but then fade away just as quickly. "Brittany where are you? I need you, I need you here with me..!" The light disappeared. The Latina stopped running and dropped to the ground. "Baby.."
The hospital monitor in the nurses station started to go haywire. The nurse on duty ran to the room and saw Santana's brain wave monitor going crazy. She called for another nurse to come quickly.
"She's waking up, I need some help in here."