Santana spent the night at the hospital. Dani had woken up a few hours ago, but the hospital wanted to keep her under sedation to keep an IV hooked up to her. When she had first awoken, Dani had struggled and Santana felt her heart break as she saws tears running rivulets on her co-worker's face as Dani fought against the doctors. The taller girl didn't know what it was that drew her to the blonde, but she knew that she already wanted to fight and protect her. Dani had a mystery about her that Santana just adored and wanted to fix.

As Santana stirred in the hospital chair, she saw Dani sitting up and reading, her IV strewn to the side.

"Dani?" Santana whispered cautiously and she continued as the blonde girl looked up momentarily for her book. "What…what did you do to your IV?"

Dani pursed her lips. "I don't need it."

Santana opened her mouth and then closed it again before she got up quietly and left the room, leaving Dani to whatever magazine she was perusing through.

The brunette made her way down the hallway and found a nurse before muttering the predicament, afraid of Dani's reaction simultaneously. The nurse just nodded before alerting her colleague and doctor who was filing paperwork behind the desk.

"I just…I don't know why she wants do this," Santana commented wearily, her voice shaky from the crying she had done once Dani had woken up. "She's beautiful."

The doctor – Dr. Harris, Santana noticed as she read his nametag, simply shook his head as he bit his lip before he pored over the clipboard containing Dani's chart. "Mental issues are a hard thing to understand. Now, are you are an immediate family member."

Santana sighed. "No."

"Can you get into contact with a member of her immediate family?"

"Her parents kicked her out when she was younger. As far as I'm concerned, it would be pretty hard to find any immediate family in the time it will take for her to recover." The girl furrowed her brow, mildly confused by her own scientific language. "She's from Groves – in Texas, if that helps you at all." She added quickly.

Dr. Harris nodded and motioned to a nurse. "Mary, get on the phone with 411 and ask for anyone with the last name Harper in Groves, Texas."

The nurse pushed a piece of hair out of face before she muttered a small yes to Dr. Harris.

Santana felt her harsh exterior breaking, just as it had the previous night. "Dr. Harris," she began timidly, her voice shaking a little bit. She had known Dani for a week, but she still had no idea what was going to happen between the two of them. Or why her emotions were running so high when the mention of Dani was made. "Will she be okay?"

"You see…" Dr. Harris narrowed his eyes and peered at Santana through his glasses.

"Santana."

"You see, Santana, the hardest part is to get Dani to recognize that she needs help. We could send her to a rehabilitation center, but because it's not a court order and she's of age, she could easily sign herself out." The doctor wiped his forehead with the palm of his hand. "I really shouldn't be telling you this unless you're immediate family."

Santana bit her lip carefully. "Okay," she nodded, accepting the fact and refusing to bring out Snix on the man who had Dani's life in his hands. "Okay," she repeated.

The pair entered the room only to find Dani still flipping through the hospital-provided magazine. "Oh, hello, Santana," she said brightly, but her eyes were gray with boredom and despair. "Dr. Harris," she greeted, a bit of animosity in her voice when she acknowledged the man next to Santana. "Why are you here," she questioned innocently, and it was in that moment that Santana realized how much she needed help.

"Dr. Harris," the nurse interrupted as she stepped into the room and the man whipped around to see her properly. "I found a couple with the last name Harper in Groves – David and Elizabeth."

Dani screamed, her high-pitched voice breaking the air and Santana felt tears come to her eyes once more. She hadn't realized that the parents had affected Dani as negatively as they did. The blonde was panicking, her eyes wide with tears streaming out and her hands clenched on the blanket covering her up to her knees.

"Thank you, Mary," Dr. Harris whispered before he signaled for her to leave and then he crouched next to Dani's bed and put a hand on her back to which she just flinched and pushed the hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

Santana was terrified. She knew that the girl's parents had kicked her out, but perhaps it was more. "Hey, Dani," she began gently, and she knelt on the other side of the bed, careful not to touch Dani. "Nobody's going to make you see them, okay?" She breathed in and out. "Okay?"

Dani grabbed Santana's hand tightly, much to the taller girl's silent delight as her heart fluttered. "Promise?" she asked brokenly.

Santana eyed Dr. Harris harshly, waiting for a silent confirmation, and then she returned the tight hand grip to Dani and kissed her on the forehead. "Promise."

Dr. Harris looked at the pair sharply before he began speaking again. "Dani, since clearly you don't feel comfortable around your family," he started, and Santana felt the blonde nearly cut off her circulation. "Is there anybody who you would feel comfortable talking to about going to a rehabilitation facility?"

Santana felt her entire body break as she watched the girl across from her bury her head in her knees and begin to sob, her shoulders shaking violently. "I'm fine," she screamed. "I don't need fucking rehab!"

The balding man sighed and ran a head across his head. "Hypothetically, Dani," he treaded carefully. "Who would that be?"

Dani poked her head out of her knees, her eyes incredibly red-rimmed and wet in dread. "Santana," she said simply, her voice cracking.

Santana bit her lip and blushed. "Why, Dani?"

"You're the first one who didn't call me a freak." Dani said quietly, and her shoulders began to shake again in, this time, what was a dry sob, and Santana let the girl fall into her arms as she came to realize just how horrific things had been for Dani.

"And I never will," Santana whispered.

Dani smiled gently and just as it had been the first time she saw her, confidence and self-awareness bursting from her seams, Santana thought that it was one of the most beautiful things she had seen. "What about work?" she asked randomly.

The darker girl laughed at the endearing question and squeezed Dani's shoulder. "Don't worry, I called Gunther. He got Kurt to fill in. He understands. Right now, getting you healthy is both of our priorities."

This caused Dani to turn away from Santana violently. "But I am healthy," she insisted. "I don't know why you think I'm not."

"You need to eat," Santana chided gently, just now noticing that Dr. Harris had left the pair alone to allow Santana some time to talk to Dani. "I know you think you don't, and I know it's hard, but you need to. Dani…" she began timidly. "You don't want to die do you?"

Dani turned around, her eyes like full moons. "I just want to make the pain go away," she said carefully.

"And it will if you eat," Santana tried, only to receive a rough head shake. "Or you're going to be here for a quite a while. Or you can go and learn to eat. Learn that it's okay."

"I just want to be happy," Dani cried, and Santana nodded sadly and rubbed her back.

"All of these lines across your face," Santana sang quietly as she changed the lyrics to gear it more towards Dani. "Tell me the story of who you are. So many stories of where you've been, and how you got to where you are. But these stories don't mean anything when you've got no one to tell them to. It's true. I was made for you."