Brittany heard the third gun shot and she gasped with fear, letting out a soft whimper and a sniffle as her tears dripped down her face, eventually hitting the floor without a sound. She knew that the gunman was heading in her direction and she honestly didn't think she stood a chance unless a miracle was to happen.

But as she just listened, she thought about the good times she had at McKinley; how she met the love of her life there, how this school and Glee Club made her a better person. Every single one of her friends believed in her and they were the reason she tried to better herself every day, if it wasn't for them she would've never met Santana, she would've never found herself in the crowd and she wouldn't be able to stand up proudly and let people know that she wasn't the smartest girl in school, but she had a loving and caring heart and that was what mattered the most.

Before she knew it the door opened and there were footsteps, Brittany's eyes widened and she quietly started to cry when she knew this wasn't someone here to rescue her, it was someone to kill her.

As the stall door was pushed open, she looked up and screamed and then there was the familiar echoing of a gunshot.

Puck and Finn ran through the halls, freezing when they heard the heart-wrenching scream that sounded a lot like Brittany, their eyes widening and the colour leaving their faces as that scream was followed by the sound of a gunshot. For a moment or two, they just stood there, trying to find the right words and trying to figure out what to do.

But they didn't have to say anything, they just started to walk down the corridor to get to the Girl's Bathroom; it didn't take long, but what they saw would probably haunt them for the rest of their lives.

The bathroom stall was opened and Brittany's bloodied hand was the only visible thing from walking inside. As Finn hesitantly pushed the stall beside her opened, her legs were sticking out from underneath it; covered in blood and showing no sign of life. But Puck quickly rushed into the stall and carefully pulled their friend out of the stall, dropping to his knees as he just cradled her in his arms, looking down at her and holding back all of his emotions. "You're going to be okay Britt, we promise." He said soothingly, pushing the blonde's hair out of her face as he gave her a loving kiss on the forehead.

Amazingly Brittany was still somewhat conscious, she had been shot in the chest, but not enough to kill her instantly. "P-Puckzilla, you- you're okay..." Brittany slurred out softly, her eyes starting to close for longer periods every time she blinked.

"Yeah, I'm right here. I'm okay. Finn is here too, he's just being quiet for you, okay? You're going to be okay, I promise." He soothed softly, smiling down at her as she just nodded in response to him; too weak to speak. Puck knew she wasn't going to make it, but he wasn't going to leave her to die alone. "It's okay to let go Britt, you've been so strong and so brave; braver than we could've ever been. If you're tired, that's okay." He assured her, noticing how hard she was fighting just to have another minute with her friends.

"Puck… will- will you tell Santana that I love her? And- and that I want her to move on and be happy…please?" Brittany asked quietly, smiling as Puck nodded and just cuddled her close to him. "Thank you…" She breathed out, letting her eyes close and peacefully passing away a few minutes later in Puck's warm embrace.

Finn slowly walked over and got down on his knees and gave Brittany a loving kiss on the cheek, saying goodbye to her and letting tears cascade down his face as he looked at Puck. "You did great, she went knowing she wasn't alone; she knew she didn't have to be scared anymore, thanks to you. It's because of your actions, she went as peacefully as she did, I promise." He said kindly, watching as Puck stood up and carried Brittany in his arms. "What're you doing?" He asked, sniffling as he too stood up and wiped away his tears.

"I can't leave her in here alone; I'm not leaving her in a bathroom." Puck told his taller friend, sighing as Finn stated the truth and said he couldn't take her with him, but he could come back and get her as soon as this was all over.

"Puck, I promise that whoever we find we'll take them with us. I won't let anyone else go near our friends, I promise. Brittany knows you were there when she needed someone and she wouldn't want you to take her with you through this." Finn stated, smiling softly as his mohawked friend gently laid Brittany on the ground and promised to come back for her.

They both made their way out of the room and looked back at their friend one last time before walking out and closing the door behind them.

Leaving Brittany alone and seeing her pass away was one of the hardest things the two boys would probably ever have to go through, but they knew they just had to keep moving if they wanted to find their friends and hopefully preventing that scenario from taking place ever again.

Their pace was slower now; they were lost in their thoughts as they thought about what could happen to their absent friends. Some were only young, only after joining the school this year.

What a welcoming…