So Much Better Now That You're Here

The glee kids were all sitting in the choir room. They hadn't really done much singing since this whole thing started. Mr Schu would continue to update them on the situation, and let them know what the police had found. Rachel and Brittany were constantly by each other's sides, neither one of them wanting to be away from the other for any length of time. They were listening to Mr Schu talk about what the police had told him that morning; 'So, they searched four of the places Mr Lopez is known to frequent, as well as two houses he has lived in over the past few years.'

'And they still haven't found anything Mr Schu?'

'No, Sam, I'm sorry they haven't.' There was a moment of silence as they all pondered the situation. What would happen if they never found them?

'But why?' Brittany cried, 'Why haven't they found them yet?' She was beginning to cry once more, but then they head something.

'Because B,' Santana breathed heavily; 'They wouldn't think to look here.' She smiled, the blonde's eyes fixing on her, but her brain didn't seem to register what was happening right away.

'S.. San…' She whispered, looking at all of the faces around her, all grinning madly. 'Santana?' She looked back at the worn down brunette along with the blonde, equally as battered but holding her up. 'Santana!' She yelled, beaming from ear to ear as she burst out of her seat to embrace her girlfriend. Santana was suddenly engulfed with Brittany. Everything that was great about the blonde came flooding back to her. Her smell, how she felt wrapping her arms around her neck, how her lips tasted as they pressed fiercely against her lips. But then the pain hit her once more. 'Ahh, B, Brittany….' She tried to get the words out but was muffled by the blonde hair flowing around her face.

'Brittany, honey,' Quinn started to pull her away. Which wasn't an easy task, the dancer had a death grip around her girlfriend's body. 'Brittany,' She gently pulled Santana out of her grasp, letting the Latina lean up against the wall. 'Santana's in a lot of pain okay, just be gentle.' She smiled, Brittany nodding and going over to the Latina.

'Quinn.' Sam jumped down from his seat, racing over to the blonde. Seeing her like that almost broke his heart but he didn't cry. He gently hugged her, placing a kiss on her lips and then on her forehead as he held her close. 'Are you okay?'

'My, my wrist is broken, but, yeah, I mean I will be.' She didn't want to tell him everything, not yet anyways. She just wanted to enjoy this moment.

'Come and sit down.' He led her over to the nearest seat. Just then Mr Schu came out of his office.

'Hey, guys I've called an ambulance okay. They'll be here as soon as they can.'

'Thanks Mr Schu,' Quinn said, as her teacher walked over to her.

'Are you both alright?' He asked gently. Quinn couldn't respond to that. No they weren't alright, of course they weren't. She felt the tears welling up once more as she shook her head;

'No, no we're not.' She smiled weakly at him, Sam pulling her in closer as she clutched onto his shirt.

'Oh San, are you okay, are you..' Brittany was crying now, her hand gently resting on the side of Santana's face.

'I'm, I will be. I'm so much better now that you're here Brit.' She smiled at her, leaning heavily against the wall. Brittany saw her face screw up, like something on the inside was crippling her as she slid down the wall she was propped up against.

'Santana?' Brittany looked worried, following Santana down to the floor until they were sitting facing each other.

'I'm okay Brit,' She tried to smile, but then Brittany looked at the trail of blood left on the wall next to the Latina.

'Mr Schu, Mr Schu she's bleeding.' Brittany called out, everyone in the glee club looking their way.

'Okay,' he got up, hurrying back into his office to find his first aid kit. He could find something to help whilst the ambulance is on it's way. 'Brittany can you bring Santana over here?' She nodded, trying to lift her girlfriend.

'Come on babe, Mr Schu is gonna help okay.' Santana nodded, not trusting her voice. But then she saw someone.

'Rachel!' She called to the brunette, 'Rach,' She coughed, Brittany slightly stumbling as her weight distribution changed. The smaller brunette was out of her seat and holding Santana up from the other side.

'Santana,' she said through her tears. 'I'm so glad you guys are back.' She smiled, the Latina pulling her into a sideways hug.

'Thank you, so much okay.' She cried into her hair.

'What for?' Rachel asked, confused about this show of gratitude from her friend.

'Thank you for getting Brittany out of there.' Rachel nodded, trying to lead Santana over to a chair next to Quinn, but the brunette resisted. 'Santana?'

'I cant okay, I've been sitting down for too long, I, I need..' She clung onto Brittany who lowered her down onto the floor.

'She needs to sleep.' Quinn informed them, 'the stuff that…' she paused, wanting to choose her words carefully. 'The things that happened, they took a lot out of us.'

'We get it Quinn,' Mr Schu came out with the first aid kit, and went to the girls sitting on the floor.

'It's her arm,' Brittany told him, Santana lying on the blonde's lap trying to keep her eyes open as Mr Schu looked at her wound. He peeled off the blood soaked material, the entire glee club looking at the damage done.

'How did this happen?' Mr Schu asked, looking at Quinn because Santana didn't seem up to speaking. The blonde looked guilty, 'I..' she paused, 'I shot her.'

'What? Why?' Mr Schu looked at the blonde.

'Look Mr Schu, it's a long story okay.' He nodded, not entirely happy with it but he let it go. Brittany on the other hand, didn't.

'How could you shoot her Quinn, why the hell did you shoot her?' And then a hand grabbed the collar of Brittany's shirt, pulling her face down. 'Santana.' She smiled at her, looking down at her girlfriend and stroking the dark hair out of her eyes.

'Calm down B, I told her to.' She swallowed, closing her eyes once more.

'Why would you do that?' Brittany cried.

'Like goldilocks said,' she grinned at Quinn. 'It's a long story.' Brittany couldn't help but chuckle through her tears, the Latina still managed to call people names with everything that's happened.

'I love you, you know that right? More than anything in this whole world.'

'I know B. I love you too. And I'm sorry I was away from you for so long.' Santana coughed again, trying to recall how many times she was kicked in the stomach. She was thinking that any more than twice probably meant something bad but she didn't care. She had Brittany again. 'Oh,' she added through another cough, 'and we're never taking a road trip again.'

'Ever!' Quinn agreed, causing a few giggles around the room. And a few moments later, the loud whirring of police sirens echoed through the choir room. Santana drifted into an unconscious sleep before the medics arrived, but she knew that everything was going to be okay. Quinn was alive, Rachel was alive, she was alive. and her girlfriend had never looked more gorgeous.

The End! first i want to thank all you guys for your reviews, means alot!

Second, i know it's not the most conventional way to end it, but i really didnt want it to finish in the hospital. I wanted everyone to be together, and i wanted them to be safe in the one place they all love.

And lastly, i want to know you guys' thoughts on a sequal... i mean, they didnt check to see if he was really dead or not...

Let me know, because i would be happy to give it a go!

oh, and you probably all get pissed off because i add new stories instead of finishing old ones, so pick your favourite and tell me to work on that one. I really want to finish the ones you guys enjoy the most!

So once again, thanks, and i'll hopefully update another story soon!

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