CHAPTER 3
As morning arrives in the small house Santana lives in, she is awoken by a loud ringing. She rolls in her bed, wishing the noise would stop and hoping it was just a dream. But after a while, the music still echoes the Latina's room and she curses aloud while picking up her phone on the table near her bed.
She clicks the 'accept' button and practically shouts. "Whoever you are, be prepared. I'm about to go all Lima heights on you."
"Good Morning to you too" Quinn says back
"What do you want Q?" she growls and blinks a couple of times since she wasn't fully awake yet.
"Can you come over?"
"Why? It's fucking 6am. I need my beauty sleep before I go to work"
"Just come over. And by the way, you don't need a beauty sleep, San. You're pretty already" the blonde says, hoping it would make Santana agree.
"Okay First of all Q, your sweet talk isn't working, and second of all, wanna tell me why I should go there? Or I aint going at all" the Latina says while getting up and heading towards the kitchen.
"I don't know, okay? Rachel won't tell me. She just said 'make Santana come over, no questions'" Quinn says.
Santana presses some buttons on the coffee machine and opens her fridge to grab some cereal. "Is that so? Well, ask the midget then"
"Why don't you just come over? You aren't going to die you know"
"I might die from all your hobbit's talking but other than that, I don't want to go there and waste my time helping your dwarf pick clothes for her 'broadway' watching. You know what happened last time, Q" she says, pouring a huge amount of milk on her bowl filled with cereal.
"Right, Well I'm sorry about that. But, I'm pretty sure it's important right now. She looks really worried"
Santana takes a spoonful of cereal and gulps it down her throat. "What are you talking about Q?"
"Why not come over here? She just wants to talk to you about something important"
"Fine. But once I found out I'm doing some 'picking clothes' for that hobbit, I'm going to kill you"
"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever San, see you in a while" Quinn tells the girl then hangs up.
The Latina places her phone on the side of the table and finishes her cereal. After a few minutes, she walks over to the coffee machine and pours some of it in her favorite mug.
Santana brings her mug up to her nose and moans when she smells the amazing aroma of the coffee. She then goes to her living room and clicks on the remote to watch some tv.
As she laughs at whatever the actor was doing on screen her phone begins to ring again.
She glances over her phone and it said there was one message in her inbox.
Quinn: You're not coming here are you?
Santana smirks at the text and starts to type back to the blonde
Santana: Yup. Smart as ever, Q. I am still not convinced dwarf over there would ask me anything but look at her billion piles of clothes.
Quinn: Alright. Rachel said to come over later after work instead.
Santana: Uhm, Didn't you just read my text? I AM NOT GOING THERE.
Quinn: I asked Rachel what it was about
Santana: And..?
Quinn: It's got something to do about Britt, so I beg of you. For Brittany's sake come here later, it isn't for Rachel.
Once the Latina saw the name 'Brittany' her chest begins to pound and beat fast. She could feel a blush creep against her cheeks and her body getting weak
Santana: Fine. I'll be there around 4pm
Quinn: Come on! It's BRITTANY NOT RACHEL, aren't you happy?
Santana decides not to reply back. It seems Quinn thinks the Latina will forever reject her request. Then, as a millisecond had past, she received another message.
Quinn: Wait, sorry. I didn't get that right, you're coming?
Santana: Yeah. Swear I'm not lying,, I'll go. It's not hobbit after all.
Quinn: Are you sure you won't bail?
Santana: I won't. Swear Q
Quinn: What if you don't come?
Santana: Is Berry that desperate for me to come over?
Quinn: Yes. Just this morning she got a call and now she's ranting about 'Brittany' and stuff.
Santana: Something's wrong with Brittany?
Quinn: Apparently so. Rachel's pretty close to Britt. Something like us
Santana: I see, Okay. Don't be too worried, I will come later.
Quinn: Thanks San. Goodluck with work
The Latina decides not to reply and shuts her phone close. She heads to the bathroom and turns on the shower.
'I wonder what's wrong with Brittany' she thinks to herself,
….
A few hours ago..
Rachel sleeps peacefully beside the woman she just married. But her happy dreams were soon interrupted by the vibration of her phone. Curious to who would call her this late, she picks it up and slowly goes out the room, making sure not to wake the sleeping blonde.
The brunette heads to the living room and sits down on the couch, then opens her phone.
"Hello?"
"Rach?"
"Britt? Are you crying?" the brunette asks with a shaky voice
"Yeah. Kay's sick. I gave her medicine and hot towels already but nothing's working" she sobs back.
"I'm sure she'll be fine, Britt. You've been taking care of little Kay ever since she was a baby, a fever won't stop you"
"I know, but, this is the worst state she's ever been. She's shivering so much I think its epilepsy, Rach. I'm scared"
"Wanna tell me why she's like that first?"
"Well, Kay told me that some girl in the wedding poisoned her food, but I don't think that's it"
"A girl poisoned Kay's food?" Rachel asks with disbelief
"That's what she said, but I think its something else Rach"
The brunette bites her fingers and looks around the house with a frown on her face. "Did she eat something the past days? Or maybe got germs from something/ someone?"
"I didn't ask her anything like that yet, she blacked out on the way home" the blonde said
"Do you want me to come over?" Rachel asks immediately and stands up, ready to head out the door
"No. Don't. You and Quinn have a honeymoon to prepare for. I don't want to disturb you"
"But this is important Britt, I love Kazey too, and it hurts me to hear that she isn't doing very well"
"I know you love Kay, but you have to concentrate on Quinn first, I'll just bring Kay to the hospital"
"Do you know how to get there?"
Rachel could hear Brittany grunt in response. "Well, that's why I called you" she says
The brunette couldn't help but smile, Brittany was too adorable. "Okay, Get a piece of paper" she demands.
"Already have one"
"Okay, If I remember clearly, there's a hospital not too far from your house. St. Luke's Hospital was it? Yes. Yes, that's it. Okay, Britt, once you leave the house you should turn right at the fork of your street and exit tower 3 okay?"
"Mhmm"
"Okay, once you're out of your village, go north and then you'll see another fork, turn left then left again. Right after, then drive a bit to the north and you'll see St. Luke's." the brunette says triumphantly
"My god, Rach. Thanks so much! I love you"
Rachel laughs softly. "You're welcome Britt, call me as soon as you reach there okay?"
"Of Course, Bye!"
"Bye"
Rachel closes her phone and stares out the window of her house. The stars were shining brightly against the sky, illuminating the darkness.
The brunette then thinks about her best friend and suddenly a wave of worry comes to her. And she has many reason why she should worry so much.
One,
She (Brittany) always called Rachel when she needed help. Only Rachel, no one else.
Two,
She loses control when Kazey gets really unwell and sick
Three,
Rachel was going to leave to Hawaii with Quinn for their honeymoon and…
And…
Brittany would be alone.
As soon as the realization hits Rachel, she starts to panic. Who would be there to help Brittany? Who would comfort her when something bad happens to Kay? What if she gets lost in the road? What if she forgot where she places her keys?
The brunette paces along the living room with concerned eyes and stops when she thinks of a certain Latina.
"Santana" she mumbles to herself.
She checks the big grandfather clock at the end of the room and it read '1am'
Rachel decides to take a quick nap and proceed to her plan early in the morning. She only hopes everything turns out well.
…..
Now, at the present time.
"Nothing's really wrong with Kazey, Ms. Pierce" the doctor kindly says to the worried blonde
"Then why is she so pale? And, she keeps shivering"
The doctor flips through some papers on his folder and looks up at Brittany. "Just very high fever. It seems she doesn't do well with cold atmospheres, tell me Ms. Pierce, was there any recent occasions where Kazey complains about the weather?"
Brittany takes a moment to think about the question the doctor had asked her and beams up when she realizes something.
"Actually, Yes. Kay isn't really fond of Christmas, she says that its too cold and her body freezes up. That's why we never got to play snowball fights or make snow mans. But, she definitely loves summer, she loves to swim a lot. She's going to be a fantastic swimmer and surfer one day" the blonde giggles at what she said.
"Ahh, She has a very huge asthma, Ms. Pierce. Kazey cant take cold weather and it gives her a hard time to breath. But not to worry, she'll be up and about very soon"
"Wow, its been six years and I never knew that… no wait, I think a few doctors told me this… but I forgot" she says, a bit unsure.
The doctor raises and eyebrow at her and shakes it off. "You should see her, Ms. Pierce"
"I should" the blonde agrees.
After a short chat, Brittany shakes the hand of the talented doctor and thanks him. Once he leaves her alone, she opens her phone and texts Rachel
Brittany: Guess what, the doctor said Kay's got bad asthma and she's not good with cold weather. But, she's gonna be good soon!
The brunette stares at her phone and looked confused. Brittany already told her that little Kay had bad asthma, so why didn't she tell her that when she called Rachel 12 midnight, she immediately thought something worse something happened to Kazey.
Rachel: Uhh.. That's great to hear Britt. By the way, can you come over at around 4pm?
Brittany: sure. What's up?
Rachel: I'll tell you soon
Brittany: Is it a surprise? I love surprises! :)
Rachel: We'll see, Britt :D
Excited, Brittany skips her way to the room Kazey is currently in and waits patiently as the clock ticks.
…..
4' o clock came too soon for the Latina, and she feels her body getting very warm once again. Just the thought of Brittany sends shock waves through her.
She reached Rachel's house (where Quinn lives too) and gently presses the doorbell.
A cold wind blows against her skin and she quivers. "Pretty cold" she mumbles to herself.
Quinn opens the door as soon as she heard the doorbell ring and happily greets the Latina in.
"Hey Santana. I'm surprised. You didn't bail on me"
Santana rolls her eyes in response and walks ahead of Quinn. "Whatever Q. So where's Berry?"
"In the living room, with Britt"
The Latina stops her tracks and turns around to face her friend. "Brittany's here?"
Quinn nods slightly and looks at her curiously. "Yes, why? It's about her isn't it?"
Santana shrugs her shoulders and changes the subject. "How are both of you lately?"
"Doing great. Thanks" she replies
As Santana finally reaches the living room, she feels her breathing stop.
There was Brittany, sitting down with the most beautiful smile the Latina has ever seen.
"Babe, Santana's here" Quinn informs them.
Both women look up and wave hello.
"Take a seat Santana" Rachel says and the Latina follows
"So, why'd you call me here hobbit?" Santana asks while avoiding eye contact with Brittany.
"I want to know too, hon. You didn't tell me anything" Quinn frowns
"Oh! I don't know what's happening too" Brittany squeals
Santana chuckles softly at how cheery Brittany was and couldn't help but smile.
Rachel looks at all three women and takes a huge gulp.
"Santana" she begins.
Brittany and Quinn look at the Latina but Santana eyes Rachel curiously.
"What?" she fires back
Rachel takes another gulp and fidgets with her fingers, looking very shy.
"I…. I need you to live with Brittany for a while" she finally says.
Quinn, Brittany and Santana don't say a word but look at the small brunette with shocked faces.
The Latina breaks the silence by coughing. "What?" she chokes out
[to be continued]
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