I am so so so so so so sorry to all of you who have been following and reading my story. I have been so god damn busy its ridiculous and there has been a lot going on but here is another chapter. I'm going to try and bang out the next chapter and it may be the last one unless you guys review and comment that you want a longer story. Again, I am so so sorry that you had to wait so long. Its been months, I know, but here it is. It is quite short but its and this is what I have. I love you guys -xx

As soon as she grabbed the Latina's hand, she felt her moving. She sat upright as fast as she could and looked at her lovers face. Her eyes fluttering.

"Brittany..?"

Santana's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she was seeing and Brittany was equally as shocked. Santana sat up as best as she could, pulling Brittany towards her.

"Oh thank god you're okay Britt.." Tears started to roll down her cheeks and her blonde lover was speechless. She thought Santana was still in a coma and that she'd be in one for a while. She thanked god that she was okay.

Brittany opened her mouth and closed it over and over again, not knowing what to say. She was relieved and scared, happy and sad. Everything was coming to her at once. She felt warm tears stream down her face even more than before. Her heart was practically beating out of her chest, overwhelmed with Santana awake and even more that she is happy to see her.

The brunette felt something splash against her shoulder so she pulled back slightly, looking up into sad blue eyes. "Baby, what's wrong? Are you okay?" She was worried and scared, feeling so bombarded with feelings that were good and bad.

"Santana… I'm so so sorry.." Her voice was wavering. Her emotions were out of control and she couldn't stop thinking about everything that's happened. Brittany's mind wouldn't settle down or focus on one thing. Instead, she burst into tears, while pulling her girlfriend closer to her, whispering that she was sorry over and over again.

Santana's heart was racing faster and faster, feeling tears pricking at her eyes but she refused to let them fall. "Britt, baby, I don't care what happened with that guy and all that shit. I'm just happy that you're alive and that I get to hold you in my arms again." After she mentioned it, she just imagined Brittany kissing him and felt a horrid pain in her stomach. She wasn't happy about it but she didn't want to bring it up right this second.

"I swear to god, I promise you, I'm never going to talk to him or see him or anything ever again baby. I'm so sorry and when I'm able to get back to the studio…" She paused for a moment, thinking about how this would turn out. "No, I'm going to call Mike." Brittany smiled, remembering high school again. Everyone was so happy and in love with each other. "I know he's a little far away but I think he'd like a job offer."

The Latina smiled and nodded. Brittany had a small smile on her face and Santana felt her heart jump a little. It reminded her of that smile back when they first met. "Brittany, I love you with all of my heart." The blondes eyes met hers and they light up. "And I know this isn't really a great time for this but I just want to tell you that I'm going to marry you. Everything that has happened.. Its madness but you're here." A tear rolled down her cheek and she half smiled while looking down at her hands. "You're here and.. and all of the good times we've had together outweigh all of the bad."

The blonde nodded, not wanting to interrupt, her stomach was filling with butterflies all over again and she felt happy and sad again. But this time it was different.

"There are a lot of things that I want to do with you, one of them is to travel the world and make you my wife. The accident and the guy.. they are painful but.. pain is something that happens. You can't stop it. But being with you and loving you is worth everything to me. I'm sorry I over reacted at the party and I.. I just want to be with you. Only you. I love you Brittany S. Pierce and I'm going to love you for the rest of my life. Until my dying days."

Brittany was full on crying at this point. God, she fell in love all over again right there. Before Santana could say another word, Brittany leaned in and kissed her with everything she had. A few seconds later, the perfect moment was shattered with a bang on the door along with a tiny brunette rushing into the room.

"Brittany the nurse is headed this wa- ah.." The tiny Diva stopped dead in her tracks seeing Santana awake and sitting up in bed. Tears filled her eyes and she ran over to the bed. "God Santana I never thought I would say this but I'm so happy you're okay."

The Latina smiled softly and grabbed Rachel's hand. "And I'd never thought I'd ever say I'm happy to see you." They bother shared a small laugh before there was a nurse opening up the door. She was shocked at what she found before her eyes. Santana sitting up in bed as well as two other women sitting on the bed with her.

"Ms. Lopez…" Her sentence was cut short. She couldn't believe what was going on so she rushed over to the bed and looked at the monitor showing her heart rate and activity. She looked at Brittany and Rachel and motioned for them to move but Santana grabbed the blonde instantly and shook her head. "Ms. Lopez I need to check your vitals and we need to do some tests right away." The nurse partially glared at the unmoving blonde.

"I understand that but Brittany is staying right here. She is not leaving my side at all while I'm still here." Her tone was firm, pulling off the all too known bitch tone she used back in high school. The nurse looked frustrated but finally agreed, walking back the way she came to head back to the nurses station to spread the word about what had happened.

Brittany looked at Santana and smiled lightly. "Baby, you know I'm not going to leave, I promise you I won't. You need the tests to be done and I don't think I can go with you." Santana looked at her with her, "I-get-what-I-want-there-is-no-way-you-can-stop-me " look and the blonde just grinned. "I bet everything is going to be fine anyways and you'll get to come home."

Rachel smiled, tears filling her eyes, so happy that everything is going to be okay. "I'm just so happy that you two are okay and we are all here, except Quinn…" Rachel thought for a moment, what was she doing anyways?

"Yeah, that bitch, didn't even show up for my awakening." Santana chuckled and looked back at Rachel who couldn't help but fake scowl.

"Santana, I don't appreciate you calling Quinn a bitch. Only I'm allowed to call her that when we-"

"Berry, shut your mouth before I do it for you. I don't need to hear about that." The raven haired girl gave the diva a bitch look and broke into a fit of laughter.

Mean while…..

Quinn skidded to a stop in the parking lot of the dance studio. She was a woman on a mission determined to strike down the enemy. She saw the majority of students in the hallway, ready to come out the front doors so she knew that class was over and the douche bag would be inside, packing up his gear. She got out of the car, slamming the door and ran up to the doors, pushing past anyone who got in her way. The door to the studio was still partially opened so the blonde peaked her head inside and spotted the asshole who started this mess of a fight between two of her best friends. She walked inside slamming the door shut. The "man" across the room spun around and looked at her.

"Excuse me, class is dismissed and I don't have time to be talking to anyone right now so you need to leave right now." His tone was annoyed and drained, probably from being shot down by one of the students instead of her best friend.

"I am not one of your students. And I'll have you know, my best friend owns this place so you better watch your tone with me." HBIC Quinn was back, scarier than ever at this moment. She moved her arms to fold them across her chest while walking towards this train wreck of a person. Though she didn't really view him as a person at this point.

"I don't know who the hell you are and the "owner" of this place hasn't been in contact with me so-"

"Shut up. I don't have time to listen to you whine." The blonde walked over to Jake and punched him in the face so hard it left a giant mark. He grabbed his face in agonizing pain, muttering a few words under his breath."Now you listen to me. If you ever show your face around here ever again, it won't just be a giant red mark and a bruise left across your face." She looked down towards the crotch of his pants and back up to his eyes. "Though I guess you wouldn't really have to worry about losing anything since there is hardly anything down there." She gave her signature raised eyebrow and bitch smirk.

"I don't know who the fuck you think you are but-" He took a step forward, trying to argue with Quinn. It didn't work.

"I didn't say you could talk. Get out of here and never come back. I told you once already. Get. The. Fuck. Out." Jake seemed a little hesitant this time, backing up a few inches. "Get your shit and get the hell out of my face." He did just that, walking to the other side of the room to grab his back and leaving out the door on the other side. Quinn took a moment to look around the studio and smiled. Brittany really had it made here. With another quick glance around the room, the blonde turned towards the door and walked out into the hallway and down to the front doors.

As soon as she got back into her car, she looked down at her phone to see 11 missed calls and 7 texts from Rachel. Damn, she really was going to have it when she gets back to the hospital. She texted the diva back saying she'd be there in ten minutes then threw her phone into the passenger seat and started the car, driving off towards the hospital. Before even getting to the first stop light, Quinn's phone started ringing and she had no doubt that is was Rachel calling her yet again. She reached over and picked up the phone, still managing to keep her eyes on the road. She answered quickly and put the phone to her hear.

"Rach, I'm kinda busy driving right now, I'm on way and-" she was cut off instantly by the diva freaking out about the hospital and Santana.

"Quinn, baby, you need to get here fast, Santana is awake. Get here, now." The blonde's eyes widened and she stepped on the gas as soon as the next light turned green. Santana was awake and she couldn't be in more of a rush to be anywhere but the hospital.