Brittany (POV)
The tears slide down my face… Everything is moving in slow motion… I have to be dreaming, there is no way this is real. My mother bends down next to me. She's saying something… but I can't hear her… it's like I lost all of my senses… I can't move. I just stare down at the floor motionless as the tears fall down my cheeks.
Sam (POV)
I just sat there and hung my head in my hands… She can't be gone… She just can't be… I glance up at Britt. She's just sitting there staring at the floor. Her mother's trying to talk to her but she just sits there… frozen. I lick my lips and stand up running my hands through my hair.
I step towards the door and the doctor sticks his head in.
Brittany (POV)
I look up at the doctor, whose now is blue scrubs his hands are covered in blood.
"That girl in there is a fighter… she flatlined for 3 minutes…. but we revived her." I take a deep breath and feel the tears slide down my face harder… I'm actually sobbing now. My mother smiles through her own tears and rubs her hand on my back.
A nurse walks in, passes by the doctor and looks at me, biting her lip.
"It looks like we're gonna need 2 pints of blood instead of one, is that okay?" I nod and the nurse smiles, switching the bags. I wipe the stray tears off my face and the doctor smiles.
"When the second bag is full, we're heading straight to surgery." I nod and the doctor heads out of the room and down the hall.
My mother turns back my way and kisses me on the forehead.
"She's gonna be alright Britt… everything is fine." I nod slowly and she wipes off a few tears sliding down her cheek.
Santana is like part of our family now… I sigh and lean back closing my eyes… I wonder why she isn't healing like she should be…
A few minutes later the doctor walks back in with a nurse behind him.
"We've prepped Santana for surgery… and it looks like your second pint of blood is finished too." I nod and the nurse takes the needle out of my arm.
She smiles, and hands me a cup of juice and a small bag of cookies. "You need to eat and drink something after you give that much blood." I nod and smile taking a swig of my juice.
"We're taking her to surgery now… she will be taken to ICU after it's finished. At least for a couple of hours. If her recovery goes well, we'll mover her to a room. One has already been assigned to her, in case you would like to wait there." I nod and my mother and I stand up. I feel pretty out of it from all the blood I gave, so she puts her arm around my waist to help me.
"Let's go to Santana's room… it's better to wait in there…" My mother whispers and she, Sam and I walk down the hall towards the room the nurse told us.
Santana's room is pretty nice; it's got a recliner and a small couch. There's a TV that hangs on the wall. I turn to my mother and sigh.
"Do you work tomorrow?" I cock my head to the side and she shakes her head.
"I'm actually off tomorrow." She whispers. I bite my lip and she smiles, "Do you want me to ask if we can stay here?" I nod and she heads out of the room. Sam turns my way, "My parents just called. They are outside and they want me to head home." I nod slowly and Sam pulls me into a hug.
"She'll be alright Britt, I promise." He stands up and waves heading out of the room.
I sit there and stare down at the floor. I'm glad I could help San… I lean back and close my eyes… God, I'm exhausted… I cuddle into the arm of the chair and my eyes flutter shut.
Mrs. Pierce (POV)
I walk down the hall away from the group of nurses; they said it is okay for us to stay the night with Santana, in case she leaves the ICU. I peek into Santana's room and smile, Brittany is sleeping on the couch. I go in silently.
She needs the rest. We've all been through a lot today. I'm worried about Santana… she isn't healing for a reason… I run my hands through my hair… but I can't think of why this is happening, since the doctor said apparently there weren't any flowers in her wound. I groan and flop down into the chair in the corner.
The nurses told me Santana's procedure could take up to an hour… or two. They are going to remove the bullet and be sure nothing else was affected by the bullet's path. I glance over at Brittany… she has the right idea. I lean back and close my eyes… letting sleep take over.
Brittany (POV)
I sit up slowly and glance at the clock on the wall….
I groan and stretch… it's already 3 in the morning…Santana went into surgery about three hours ago… I groan and glance towards the door when I hear something.
A few nurses push the bed in carrying Santana. My mother sits up and rubs her eyes.
"How did it go?" She stands up and walks towards Santana.
The nurse glances our way and bites her lip, "The doctor should be in here soon…." My mother nods and the nurses head out of the room. I stand up and walk over to the bed… Santana's breathing is quiet and the heart monitor beeps loudly. I slide my hand over hers and smile. At her peaceful face.
The doctor walks in the room and nods to us. His mask is dropped down around his neck and he still has his blue scrubs on along with the cap that goes with it.
"Alright…" he pulls the door shut and turns our way.
"Santana stayed in ICU for a couple hours, her vitals, everything looked good. She should wake up in a few hours… My mother nods and clears her throat.
"Were there any issues during the procedure?" She says licking her lips. The doctor shoves his hands in the pockets of his scrubs and nods slowly…
"We had some problems…" He says and his eyes dart from me to my mother, and back to Santana.
"What happened…?" I whisper and he takes a deep breath.
"Well… we lost her a couple of times… but that's nothing to worry about now, she's one of the strongest patients I've ever had. We've just finished giving her the last of your blood; we saved some for after the surgery since there'd be some bleeding during it as well. She should be just fine now that the bullet is out." I nod and he glances at my mother smiling.
"I'm guessing you both would like to stay here with her, I advise it." He claps his hands together and smiles walking out of the room.
I turn to my mother and sigh, tears flooding my eyes again… "She flatlined again…" I whisper and she nods slowly, turning her eyes to Santana.
I shake my head, trying to get rid of my tears, and rub Santana's hand slowly…
"Britt, I'm going to head back to the house and grab some pillows, blankets and some clothes… do you need anything?" I shrug and bite my lip.
"Can you get me some different sweats and a tank top?' She nods and smiles.
"Are you hungry?" She says, I nod slowly, "Yeah a little." She sighs, "Well I don't know what's open this late…" I shrug and my mom claps her hands together.
"We could get something from the cafeteria… you know, the vending machines!" I chuckle and nod. She grabs her purse and heads out the door, leaving me with my thoughts and Santana.
I drag the small chair next to Santana's bed… I hate seeing her like this… I keep rubbing her hand softly… I want her to know she's not alone.
"Hey San… I doubt you can hear me… It's me, Brittany." I swallow hard and bite my lip. I have to be strong …for both of us.
"I'm really worried about you… I love you and I can't wait to see those big brown eyes again…" I whisper and rub my other hand on my face, the tears start falling down again.
"I just…. when you got hurt… I didn't know what to do…" I lean over and kiss her on the forehead.
"I love you San… If you need me, I'm right here." I whisper, hoping she can hear me. After a while, I head back over to the couch. My body still feels too weak to stay on that chair. I lean back and close my eyes.
My mother comes back about forty minutes later with a bag of clothes, two pillows and two big blankets.
I slide the pillow behind my head and curl up in the blanket… I am pretty exhausted…
"Do you still want some food?' My stomach growls and I nod.
"Let's go get some, then we can head to bed." I nod and hop of the couch. We head down the hall towards the cafeteria, where all of the good vending machines are.
I settle for a bag of chips, a sandwich and a diet coke. We head back up to the room and I hop back on the couch…
We eat quietly; the only sounds are the unwrapping and the crunching of foods, and the beeping of Santana's heart monitor. I eat quickly and lay back down. My mother glances my way and smiles, she stands up and bends down to my makeshift bed, placing a kiss on my forehead.
"She'll be alright Britt… I promise." I smile and she heads back to the recliner… I cuddle against my pillow and close my eyes… it doesn't take me long to fall asleep…but wishing I had my favorite snuggle buddy with me, safe and sound… Santana, please come back to me…
A/N: This whole moment was pretty intense! Santana's been through a lot but it does make her stronger. XD I hope you guys are liking this story and I appreciate all of my readers and my reviewers! XD THANKS!