Santana walked into the choir room, thoroughly confused.

FLASBACK

"What the hell is wrong with me?" Santana asked. Rachel bit her lip as she tried not to cry. Santana looked over. "Rach, come here." she whispered, holding out her hand. Rachel grabbed the Latina's hand and stepped closer, pushing some hair out of her girlfriend's eyes.

"What's going on?" she asked quietly.

"Ms. Lopez, you are going to be suffering from short term memory loss. It is unclear for how long." Santana's face froze.

"Baby... baby are you okay?" Rachel whispered in her ear, clearly holding back tears. Santana nodded slowly and looked up.

"Rachel... baby, I'm scared." Santana whispered. Rachel nodded.

"So am I, Tana. I'm here for you no matter what though." she said. Santana buried her face in Rachel's chest and cried.

END FLASHBACK

"Tana?" Santana looked up and saw her girlfriend sitting on the piano bench.

"Hey." the cheerleader said.

"Are you okay?" Santana nodded slowly.

"What are you doing?" she asked. Rachel smiled.

"Just practicing." Santana nodded and sat down, looking at what Rachel was playing.

"I've never heard of this song before." she said. Rachel bit her lip. "What?"

"I played it for you on the way to school this morning." she said softly. Santana closed her eyes. "Oh baby, I'm sorry."

"Its not your fault." Santana whispered. Rachel pushed some hair out of her face and they sat in silence. "Shit. I have to get to Cheerios practice." Santana said suddenly as she jumped up.

"Tana, baby, there's no Cheerios practice this afternoon." Rachel said. Santana turned around.

"Really?" Rachel nodded and Santana sat back down. "What song are you playing?" Rachel smiled softly. "I already asked you that, didn't I?" Rachel nodded. "Damn it!" Santana yelled as she stood up, causing Rachel to jump.

"Baby, its okay." she said, trying to grab her hand.

"No its not! I hate walking around like this!"

"Like what?"

"I never know what's going on! I just want to be able to remember one damn thing!" Santana yelled. Rachel bit her lip and looked away. "I just... Rachel?" Santana asked, her voice suddenly soft.

"I'm fine." Rachel choked out, wiping her eyes. Santana frowned.

"What's wrong?" she asked, sitting back down.

"I just... I hate that you have to go through this. Its so hard to watch you in so much pain and frustration. I never want to see you be anything other than happy and to have to watch in pain is so difficult. I love you, Santana." Rachel said. Santana allowed the tears to fall.

"I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize. You can't help it. I'm the one who should be apologizing." Rachel said. Santana's brow furrowed and pulled Rachel closer.

"Baby... please don't cry." she whispered. Honestly, she'd forgotten what she and Rachel were talking about, but she had a feeling she shouldn't bring that up right now and decided to play it safe with phrases that wouldn't give her away. "Why are you crying?"

"Because it just hurts so much to see you go through this."

"Don't cry, baby. Don't cry. Its okay." Santana whispered. Rachel looked up and saw the confusion in Santana's eyes. "Don't cry." she pleaded.

"Why not?"

"Because I love you. Don't cry." Santana said. Rachel smiled. "When... when will I get my memory back?" Santana asked carefully. Rachel looked down.

"I don't know. Baby, if I could, I'd get your memory back for you now."

"I know. But for now, I just..." Santana trailed off.

"You just..." Santana's brow furrowed.

"I can't remember." she growled. Rachel reached a hand up to touch her cheek.

"It'll be okay, Tana. The doctor said you'd eventually be able to remember things." she said softly.

"Eventually isn't soon enough." Santana whispered, crying softly. Rachel nodded.

"I know, baby."

"Please don't give up on me. Don't get frustrated and don't leave. I need you, especially right now." Santana croaked out. Rachel shook her head.

"I'm not going anywhere, baby. I promise." she said.