AUTHORS NOTE: To answer the question, yes. Santana is dead. But I believe (personally) that things like this are possible. Silly, I know. But that's why I incorporated it into this story. I believe in the paranormal and the whole life after death and I thought it fit. Sorry for such a long wait, my schedule went hectic and i started my days early and ended super late. All I could do was shower and sleep. Lol. But alright, here you go :) ENJOY! Review, favorite. You know what to do :)

The first place I went after getting AJ was to pick up Quinn. I showed her the note, and I could see the hair on her arms stick up. She got chills all over her body. I told her about the necklace and showed that to her as well, and she looked at me in disbelief.

"Britt. Do you really believe that this is, actually her? Santana?" I looked at her and shook my head.

"At first I thought that I was going crazy. But after showing Mercedes that morning at her house, she told me all these stories about paranormal things and how spirits can still do things. I believe it. You don't have to, it's in your own opinion." She placed her hand on my lap.

"I do believe it. Her love for you was so strong. It couldn't have just disappeared." I smiled. I started the car, and drove back to my parents. They were leaving for a business trip that evening. We told them our goodbyes and they left. Quinn and I were leaving the next day; so we spent majority of the night packing our bags, and making sure everything was set. I called the airplane carrier that we were taking and they helped me get everything squared away for AJ. Since he was small enough, I could carry him in one of those pet carriers. He was a very well-behaved puppy. Always peed and pooped on the puppy pads that I bought that afternoon. I found a bottle of wine in the cabinet, and Quinn and I decided to have a few glasses before we went to bed. It was a perfect way to end our vacation at home.

"Britt, I have a confession." Quinn put her glass down gently on the kitchen counter.

"Whatsup?" I asked. I took another sip of wine and realized my glass was about empty. So I stood up and walked over to the sink where the bottle was. I poured myself another glass and looked at her. She was crying. I didn't know if it was because she was actually sad, or because Quinn was borderline drunk. And we all know how she gets when she's drunk. A mess.

"Santana has visited me as well." She looked at me and wiped her eyes. "I didn't want to tell you, because I didn't think you wanted to hear something like that. I felt like I was going crazy."

"But, why are you crying Quinn?" I walked over to her and placed my arm over her shoulder. "It's because you're drunk isn't it?" I chuckled. She pushed away and looked at me.

"Let me tell you what happened. It was the night that I caught Finn and Rachel together. She left with him, and I went upstairs into the room and cried on the bed. That's when I heard noises downstairs so I went to check it out."

The noises were getting really loud, I couldn't just sit up here and let someone steal Brittany's things. I grabbed my cell phone and put it in my pocket as I headed downstairs. Someone was washing the dishes. Odd, I thought. It wasn't Rachel, and it obviously wasn't Brittany. This person didn't have blonde hair. That's when it hit me. Santana. She turned around and smiled.

"I knew you were up there. I walked up to your room but you were sleeping. I hope I didn't disturb you." I was confused.

"San? What.. I'm confused. How? What?" She laughed.

"Quinn, I'm always here. Even if it isn't physically. You owe me ten dollars, by the way. You think I didn't know you and Rachel were together?" She held out my hand and I chuckled.

"Same old Santana." I shook my head. "What are you doing here? Have you seen Britt?" She sat on one of the chairs at the dining table. I sat across of her.

"I'm not here to see Britt. I'm here to see you Quinn. I need to ask for a huge favor from you." I looked at her.

"Anything."

"Alright. Well, I don't know how to ask this. But, could you watch out for Brittany? For me? She hasn't really been on her own before. And I want to make sure that she's going to be okay. I know it's a bad time, I saw what happened with you and Rachel. And I'm so sorry. If you don't want to do this for me, I understand." I saw a protective side of Santana that only came out for Brittany. It was so passionate, so full of love. Seeing this side of her made me see how much she really did love Britt.

"I can do that, San. I promise." She smiled. A tear fell.

"Thank you, Quinn. You're an amazing friend. You always were. We had our moments, but our friendship always overcame everything. The Unholy Trinity. Top bitches at McKinley High. No one came close to us. I am eternally grateful that you are doing this for me. Brittany is the love of my life. And knowing that she will be looked after even when I'm not there brings me to peace. There are a couple more things I have to do before I leave. But thank you, thank you Quinn." She stood up from the chair and walked over to me. I stood up. She held her arms out, and I moved in closer to her for a hug. "Take care of her, Quinn. Help her grow and heal. I'll see you again one day." She released her grip and looked at me.

"I have to go now. Take care of yourself, Quinn. You're future is bright. Amazing things are heading your way. I love you. Other than Britt, you're my best friend. I regret nothing with you." I started crying.

"I love you too San. I promise to look after Britt, I won't let you down." She walked towards the front door, and turned back to me and smiled. She walked out of the front door and the dream went black.

"I woke up the next morning, and that was the day I told you we should go home. I felt it was the right thing." Tears were falling from my eyes. "Are you okay Britt?"

"Even when she isn't here, she always finds ways to take care of me." Quinn hugged me, and pulled a tissue out from the box and handed it to me.

"I'm always going to be here for you, Britt. Regardless of what's going on in my life." I looked up at her. "I made a promise. And I'm going to keep it."