Hey guys! So here is the chapter with Santana and Finn for you :)

BumbaMumbaJimJams- haha i was just messing with you :) You have to get used to it with me I love leaving cliffhangers

lileyfan1415- Glad that you liked the flashback I was worried about that.

unknown- yes, yes I am the master of cliffhangers, all of my stories include them.

Buttercup- haha I know that is a lot of SpongeBob, haha

M- I am glad that you enjoyed the flashback, yes the cliffhanger was necessary.

sfdc- You won't find out til next chapter :)

NayaandHeather- haha, i am sorry

Ryoko05- yes indeed

Cadet- I am glad that you are enjoying the story. Thank you for clarifying that for me because to be honest I have no idea how the military works haha. I will definitely add a flashback or mention the OCS in future chapters. Thanks and please let me know if I mess anything like that up again, I try to be as legit as possible.

anonymous- yay! no tears is a good thing!

Okay so just so everyone knows I love to leave everyone on cliffhangers. The majority of my stories include them so you can expect them :) Please review!

"We've been hit! We're going down! Brace for impact!" Captain O'Malley called back to Santana and Finn who were in the back of the helicopter that he was flying.

"Fuck!" Santana yelled as the helicopter lurched sideways and began falling towards the ground at an alarming pace. Santana quickly got into the position that she had been taught for crash landings on a helicopter. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Finn doing the same while swearing wildly at the top of his lungs.

Santana was shocked, she thought of how they had been going back to base after a patrol. She and Finn had even gotten special permission to use video chat so they could "be" at the reunion. Now they were free falling out of the sky in a helicopter that was slowly picking up the pace. As she sat readying herself for impact she thought of Brittany, he brilliant blue eyes and wavy blonde hair. She thought of her three beautiful children and hoped that she would live long enough to see them grow old. The last thing she saw before it all went black was her wife's smiling face, and her three kids all around her smiling too.

Finn was the first one to come to after the crash. He was in serious pain but forced himself to open his eyes and survey the damage. He looked around and first surveyed himself. He was covered in cuts and bruises and was bleeding from somewhere on his face. He thought that his arm was broken also. After he finished he got out of his seat and found Santana. She appeared to have been thrown from her seat upon the landing. Finn walked over and began to survey her injuries. She was bleeding heavily from her left leg and also had a gash on her forehead and below her left eye. Apart from those more serious problems she had various smaller cuts and bruises were forming. He shook her a few times before she groaned, he let out a relieved sigh.

"Santana, come on wake up." Finn said.

"Hudson shut up or I will go all Lima Heights on your ass." Santana growled still with her eyes shut.

"Santana as happy as I am to see that you still have your way with words I need you to open your eyes. The helicopter crashed and we need to get out ASAP." Finn said.

Santana's eyes shot open, she clearly realized now what had just happened. She blinked a few times before she attempted to stand up and then let out a yell of pain. She also felt her forehead and under her eye and felt the blood flowing. She took of the green camo jacket leaving her in her t-shirt and ripped off part of the sleeve with the knife in her pocket. She tied one around her head, and then her leg. She ripped another and put it on Finn's head which was also bleeding.

"What about the Captain?" Santana asked, Finn had been so caught up in trying to wake Santana that he had forgotten about O'Malley. Finn rushed to the front of the helicopter and saw that Captain O'Malley was dead, there was absolutely nothing that the could do so he went back to Santana.

"He's dead. We need to get out of here, we need to make it back to base. I called for backup on the radio but we need to get out of here. Can you stand?" Finn asked.

Santana tried again but again winced in pain. Finn mumbled about having one bad arm and Santana quickly fashioned him a makeshift sling out of the remaining parts of her jacket. She then helped him tie the sling and then he used his left arm to pull her up. She put and arm around his waist and the two exited the helicopter. Santana winced as she practically dragged her left leg behind her. The didn't make it very far before they were surrounded by Afghani soldiers, they were all pointing guns at Santana and Finn.

"You are going to come with us." The one who appeared to be the leader said in heavily accented english. He then walked closer to both Santana and Finn, he produced a cloth and held it in front of both of their faces and then for both of them everything went black.

Santana and Brittany were standing in the living room of their brand new house in New Jersey. They had just finished unpacking the last of their boxes and were finally settled in. They were both 21 years old, Santana had just been given her first Army assignment and Brittany had just graduated from her dance school. They were young and still very much in love, Santana looked around the house and then collapsed on to the sofa next to her fiancé.

"So this is our house, finally all set up! We have four bedrooms can you believe that San!" Brittany said excitedly.

"Yup! Its all ours, much better than that tiny apartment in New York that we've been living in for the past three years huh." Santana said with a smile.

"Oh ya! Now we can have room for when we have kids!" Brittany said excitedly, Santana smiled at her joyously.

"Kids as in more than one?" Santana said, she had only ever planned on having one child.

"Yes silly, I want three kids!" she said.

"Three! That is a lot don't you think, B?"

"No, I think it is perfect!"

"What would be their names?"

"For boys, Tommy, or Michael and for a girl Carly or Elizabeth. What bout you?" Brittany said. She saw Santana think for a moment before answering.

"For a boy Michael or Anthony and for a girl Shay or Sandra." Santana said.

"Oooh I love the name Shay and Michael, can those be our top two pretty please Santana." Brittany said, begging like a little kid.

"Of course Brittany, Shay and Michael are perfect." Santana said.

Santana was wrenched from her dreams and memories by the sound of a man screaming. Her eyes shot open and she looked around. She was in a small, cold, concrete roomed that had the appearance of a cell. She heard the screams again, they were likely coming from the cell next to her, she was about to stand up when she remembered that she couldn't. She looked down at her leg and to her surprise it had been properly bandaged. She lifted her hand to her forehead and below her eye and sure enough those too were bandaged up.

Once she figured out that she had been bandaged up she knew exactly what was happening. She and Finn had been taken hostage by Afghani soldiers. They would bandage them up and then take videos of them begging for their lives which would probably end up being played on every TV screen in America. The screams started again and Santana gasped, she recognized the voice that was screaming.

"No, I won't tell you! OWWW!" Finn screamed from the cell next to her.

"FINN!" Santana yelled.

The screaming stopped abruptly, Santana then heard voices speaking in Arabic. The door to her cell flew open and a single man entered the room, he was the same one that had used the cloth on them earlier.

"Ah, Santana you are awake, how lovely now you and Finn are both up we can get started. Here is what is going to happen, you are going to read only what is written on the cards that I hold up for you and you are going to read them in to the camera, if you say anything other than what I have written then I kill your wife and kids."

"No, you're bluffing." Santana said refusing to believe that this man knew anything about her family.

"I thought that you would say that. I believe this is the picture that you like to keep with you at all times, and sure I could have guessed as much from just looking at the picture. But how would I know that this is your wife Brittany, who you have known since you were three and have dated since your senior year of high school. These are your three children twins Michael and Shay, who Brittany carried and Anthony who you carried. Now do you still believe that I am bluffing?"