Disclaimer: I still don't own glee. As much as I wish I did. Then we would have entire eps devoted to Brittana and Faberry.
Chapter 2
10 minutes later found a doctor asking a battery of questions to Santana as Rachel stood aside and Quinn went looking for Brittany. "How can I remember the date, give or take a few days, do math, and even know the current president but not know my own name? And on a side note I am fairly sure that I am thinking in spanish. Explain that one to me doc." The doctor looked up from the chart he was writing in at the last part of Santana's statement and paused a few seconds before he spoke. "As for the spanish part, that I have no explanation for Ms Lopez. But the rest is fairly simple. Along with the broken ribs and various cuts and bruises that you sustained in your fall after being shot you received a significant blow to the head. You have a cerebral contusion, in addition to a severe concussion. Basically you have a bruise on your brain. The symptoms can include confusion, headache, nausea, lack of coordination, sleepiness, possible seizures and memory loss." Santana rolled her eyes at the doctor, "I see you left that little gem until the end." The doctor tried his best to ignore his patients not so pleasant mood and continued. "Typically these symptoms will lessen as the contusion heals." "So the fact that I can"t remember shit should go away?" "Possibly Ms Lopez. But the brain is a very complicated system and I won't make any promises. You may get your memory back all at once or in bits a pieces. It may return in a few hours, days or it may never return at all. We will just have to wait and see." With that the doctor gave a weak smile at Santana and Rachel and walked out of the room.
"Well at least he said it was a possibility that you would be getting your memory back. Dealing with head trauma seems to be very complex, the human brain works in mysterious ways. I read recently that humans only use a small portion of our brain capacity in day to day life." Rachel opened her mouth to continue her patent pending rambling but stopped when she looked over at Santana.
Santana fixed her gaze on the small brunnette standing next to her and rolled her eyes. "Umm... no offence, but are you always so damned perky and annoying? And do you have a name? I gather that mine is Santana."
Rachel's cheeks flushed slightly as she stepped forward, producing her hand to shake. "I am so sorry for the lack of introductions. I am Rachel Barbra Berry. Triple threat. Two time Tony award winning star of broadway. And yes I suppose I am always, as you put it, a bit annoying. And apparently memory or not you seem to have retained some of your rather less than endearing personality traits."
Santana thought about the statement before she smiled and laughed softly. "So I take it I am always a bit of a bitch?"
Rachel returned the smile, "Yes definitely. Oh and the thinking in spanish part I think I can offer an explanation for. You didn't learn to speak english until you were 8 or 9, when you moved to the states from Puerto Rico. At least that is what Quinn and Brittany told me, I didn't meet you until high school. We were all in glee club together."
"Not sure I want to know what a glee club is. Now speaking of Quinn and Brittany. I am guessing that those were the two blondes who ran out of here. And I am married to Brittany, the one with the amazing blue eyes?"
"Yes. The two have you have been together for basically forever, but you have been married just a little over two year. The wedding was lovely."
"Nice. Weird, but nice. And the other blonde then is Quinn?"
"She's your best friend. And my girlfriend."
"Ok, lets see if I have got this straight. Or gay it seems. I am Santana. Brittany is the hot blonde with the blue eyes and is my wife. You are Rachel something something and are apparently a legend in your own mind. And your girlfriend is my best friend Quinn, who yelled at me when I woke up. I miss anything?"
Rachel stomped her foot before replying, "Well I most certainly am not a 'legend in my own mind' as you so rudely put it. I have two Tony awards to my credit!"
"Fine estrallita, you are a big deal or something," Just a as Rachel was about to continue to argue about her contributions to the entertainment world Quinn and Brittany appeared in the doorway.