WHO SAW THE EPISODE? WASN'T IT AMAZING? Ahhh :) I'm gonna watch it a million times. Hahaha anyway I wanted to have this up before Glee came back, but I didn't have enough time... But here it is! Review please :)

"The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death." ~ Author Unknown

Santana woke up to the sound of the radio playing heavy metal music. She groaned, reached out, and slapped the top of the radio for it to stop. The girl sat up and looked at the side of the bed that was empty. She expected someone to be there. She remembered someone wrapping their warm arms protectively around her.

"Someone was here…" Santana said to herself. She shrugged and got out of bed. She made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen where Quinn was reading the morning newspaper.

"How was your night?" Quinn asked still looking at the newspaper.

"Were you in my room last night?" Santana asked quickly.

Quinn looked up at her and furrowed her eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

"Uh… Nothing" Santana took out a bowl, cereal, and milk. She poured the cereal and milk and sat down across from Quinn. Quinn eyed her suspiciously and then looked back at her newspaper.

"What are you going to do today?" Quinn always asked this question. Every morning it would be the same routine. Santana would eat, go up to her room, come back down to eat, bathroom, eat, sleep, and repeat.

"Nothing" Santana says before putting a spoonful of Lucky Charms in her mouth.

Quinn sighed and put her newspaper down. "I'm going to the Super Market. Do you want to come with me?" Santana shook her head and finished the last of her cereal. She placed it in the sink and ran up the stairs before Quinn can say anything. She walked back into the room and saw the mess she made. Everywhere there were bits of broken glass.

"I'll clean that later…" Santana sighs and makes her way to the bed. She jumps on the bed and stuffs herself under the covers.

Moments later Quinn opens the door and looks around the room. "Wow… Uh. Redecorating I see?"

Santana chuckles and pokes her head out of the covers. "What is it?"

"I'm leaving now… I'll be back in an hour or so. Don't do anything stupid. Okay?" Quinn bites her bottom lip. "I love you, S."

"Yeah I love you too."

Quinn closed the door and walked away. Santana could hear the car starts and drive away. It was silent and all she heard was the sound of the things going on outside. She got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom. The brunette twisted the knobs and let warm water flow through. Her clothes fell on the ground and she got in. She sat down in the bathtub and felt the warmth of the water. She saw her reflection. Look at her… Skinnier and miserable.

She turned the knobs once again as the water was almost to the top of the bathtub. She then laid down with her head above the water. "I have nothing…" And with that she plunged her head into the water. One. Two. Three… Santana quickly sat back up for air.

"You can do this, Lopez… It isn't that hard…" She laid back down and slowly put her head below the water. She could feel the pain in her chest because her lungs needed the air. Her vision started to blur and blacken. She couldn't feel the pain anymore… She was dying and that's all she wanted. All she ever wanted since Brittany's death was to die.

Before she blacked out she saw a figure with blonde hair. She could feel strong arms, the same as the ones from last night, wrap around her and take her out of the water.

"Santana please…"

xXxXx

Santana coughed up water and opened her eyes. Her eyes widen to see her love right in front of her. The girl she loved so much, the one who died.

"Am I dead…?" Santana asked in a whisper.

"No." Brittany said.

A tear fell down Santana's cheek and Brittany wiped it away with her finger. She didn't even feel the tear. She didn't even realize she was crying. That's all she does these days. All she does was cry like a baby.

Santana hugged Brittany and cried. Brittany just smiled and rubbed the Latina's back. They stayed like that for a good ten minutes.

"I-I thought you were dead…" Santana sat up and wiped her tears away. She watched as Brittany's smile turned into a slight frown.

"I am…" Brittany finally said in a low voice.

"But you're here…"

Brittany shrugged slightly. "Not physically…"

"So… So you're a ghost…" Santana says softly.

Brittany nodded sadly and stroked Santana's cheek lovingly. Santana closed her eyes and leaned into the touch. It's been too long since she has felt Brittany's touch.

"Why are you crying again?"

Santana opened her eyes and realized tears were falling down. She wiped them quickly and laughed half-heartedly. Why was she crying? Brittany's here… She should be happy at least. Even if Brittany was a ghost…

"Britt, I'm sorry… If it wasn't for what I did… Then you woul-" Brittany placed a finger on Santana's lips before she could finish her sentence. The blonde removed her finger and the Latina closed her mouth and watched as the girl smiled.

"I know and it's okay. I forgive you… I always will, but I can't forgive you for what you almost did today…"

Santana bit the inside of her cheek and looked down. Moments ago she almost killed herself. She heard Brittany sigh and she looked back at her. They looked at each other for a moment before Brittany spoke again.

"I love you, Santana and you shouldn't do that… I may not be here physically, but I'm here for you. I don't want you to ever do that again. Okay?" Brittany cupped Santana's cheeks and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Okay, Britt." Santana smiled.

"Now I think you should put some clothes on… I don't want Quinn seeing you naked. Only I can see you naked." Brittany pouted. Santana laughed at how adorable Brittany was being.

"There's a laugh I haven't heard in a while…" Brittany smiled.

Just then they could hear the front door open and footsteps coming up the stairs. Santana looked at Brittany. "Are you going to leave me right now…?"

Brittany nodded slowly and got up. She started to walk to the bathroom door. Santana tried to grab her hand to stop her, but her hand went right through. The door opened and Quinn stared at Santana in confusion.

"Uh… Why are you naked… On the floor?" Quinn raised one eyebrow.

"She's… Right in front of you, Q. You can't see her?" Santana asked softly.

Quinn walked to Santana, going right through Brittany. Santana's mouth was hung open. Quinn bent down and waved her hand in front of her. Santana was still staring at Brittany, who just smiled and disappeared.

"Santana? Hello?"

Santana shook her head and looked back at Quinn. "You didn't…" Santana started, but then closed her mouth. She looked down at her body and remembered she was naked.

"I'm going to go put on some clothes. Uh… Bye!" Santana grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body. She ran out of the bathroom.

Quinn stood up straight and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Something was not right. Santana was hiding something from her… But what is it?

"What is going on around here…?"