Down we roll
Through a hole
To the dark
No need for a soul
Or humor and snark
It's not another day
No walk in the park
Tina's been gone for almost two days now and the whole group has been searching all over.
Santana slips away from everyone and whispers to Brittany where she's going before kissing Sofia on the forehead and leaving.
Brittany and Santana have recently bought a jeep so Santana hops in the car and heads to the last place she wants to find Tina, the morgue.
She goes through the office and asks if they have any Jane Doe's that they haven't identified and the creepy looking man in a lab coat nods his head and leads her to the back.
Laid out on metal beds with drains are 5 women with cloths draped over their bodies.
Santana cringes in the cold as she starts lifting up sheets to look at faces.
She's starting to get hopeful that Tina isn't in there but when she lifts the last sheet her body deflates.
Tina lay there dead and mangled by whatever did this to her and Santana puts the sheet back over her and nods at the mortician to confirm this was who she was looking for.
"She jumped in front of a bus." The man informs Santana and her eyes widen. They should've never let her out of their sight after Mike died.
The Latina then fills out some paper work with Tina's information on it so the morgue can start the autopsy.
Santana returns to the house with her head hung low and Brittany runs to meet her at the front door.
Santana is still mad at her so she doesn't hug the Latina just sends her a look that asks what's going on.
The Latina nods. "She jumped in front of a bus. She's gone." Santana says in a cold voice before walking past Brittany and upstairs to shower.
Brittany stands there in shock and drops to the ground in a heap of tears. She goes over and informs Sam and Sugar and they are just as distraught.
Everyone loved Mike and Tina and now they're gone and no one can bring them back.
Two days later the group has another funeral and Mercedes comes to this one too.
Santana bought a grave plot next to Mike's so they could be together and on her stone is the same thing as Mike's. She was loved.
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The next day Santana comes out of her grieving haze and realizes she never spoke to Brittany about her relapse. This ignites a new fire under Santana and she charges up the fields and to the house. But before she can go in, Quinn grips her up and spins her around.
"Not like this. You need to calm down."
Santana grunts and sits on the front steps of the house. "I just… She shot up again. I don't think I'd be as mad if she snorted it Q but she did it and hid it from me. She was getting high when Mike died and with the same shit. That could've been her!"
"She's dealing with a lot of shit right now. She's hurting."
Santana turns her head grimly towards Quinn and looks into her eyes. "Aren't we all?" Santana balls her fists. "She fucked me high off her ass and lied. She was high watching Sof. It's not like her and it makes me want to get high. Sometimes weed isn't enough."
Quinn rubs Santana's back as tears begin to leak from her eyes. "I relapsed." Quinn confesses.
San's head swings so fast in Q's direction that it could've fallen off and rolled onto the ground.
"No I didn't use while I watched Sof." Quinn answers the silent question.
"Why?" Santana asks genuinely concerned. Strong people like Quinn don't just up and relapse for nothing.
"Everything just feels so heavy Tana. I should be happy but the past is biting at my heels."
Santana puts her head in her hands. "I know the feeling." Her voice cracks. "I have dreams about them carting me off to jail for all the shit I did in Philly."
Quinn throws an arm around the Latina's shoulder and pulls her close. "Let's not think about anything that happened there."
Out of nowhere it seems, Santana starts hysterically crying and it honestly shocks Quinn because the Latina never breaks down like this. And if she does it's certainly not in front of anyone but Brittany.
"Shh. It's ok." Quinn soothes rubbing the sobbing brunette's back as she wails louder than Q's ever heard.
Brittany opens the front door at the sound of sobbing and when she notices it's Santana she instantly forgets they were fighting and sits down before wrapping her arms around the brunette.
"What's going on?" Brittany asks gently and her voice brings Santana back to reality and she quickly wipes her tears and stiffens up her posture.
"I feel like shit too." Santana answers coldy.
Brittany ducks her head shamefully thinking of her relapse.
Santana stands up and pulls a baggie of coke out of her pocket and tosses it in Britt's lap. "But even though I had that since before Tina died, I haven't touched it."
Britt and Q stare at the bag and then back at Santana and over again.
Santana shoves her hands in her pockets and looks down to the ground. "I'm sorry I was so harsh with you Britt but I was so scared that it was gonna be you in that ambulance. And it could've been. I need you Brittany, and so does Sofia." After stating her peace Santana walks away and into the fields.
Meanwhile Brittany and Quinn keep looking at the bag of coke between them. It's like San left it as a test.
Puck comes out suddenly with Sof in his arms wondering where everyone went and Quinn shuffles the coke under her thigh between the cement of the steps and her leg.
Pucks looks at her suspiciously but doesn't say anything.
"Babe, where's Tana. I have some bad news."
Quinn and Brittany go rigid and when Quinn stands she shoved the coke into her pocket secretly.
"What's going on?" Brittany asks worried.
"Santi's in jail."
"What!" Santana screams as she walks up the hill. She's fucking pissed. She didn't risk her life to give him a better one just for him to end up in the same place.
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Turns out Santi got caught with two bundles on school grounds. They kicked him off the baseball team and took his scholarship. Everything's ruined.
Before she goes to the jail to seem him Santana makes a call to Rosa. In Cali there are huge amounts of gangs in jail and it's much worse than Philly so Santana needs help protecting him.
"We'll keep an eye out for him. A lot of the Kings are locked up in Cali. He will be safe Santana I promise." Rosa comforts her but Santana knows no amount of protection will keep him from being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Thanks Ro. And if you need a wholesale weed connect I got you at a discount, camarada."
Rosa laughs. "You will always be a hustler Lopez."
Santana hangs up with Rosa and prepares to see her little brother in jail.
Only two people at a time can come so Brittany decided it was best to let Quinn see her brother too.
When they get to the seating area where the prisoners are behind a sheet of glass sitting at tables, Santana sees a slumped over Santi and rushes over to his section.
She can tell he's trying to hold it together when he forces a smile but the glazed over look in his eyes give him away.
San wonders if this is what it felt like visiting her and a chill runs up her spine.
Santana and Q then put their hands on the glass where Santi can reciprocate. "Stay strong Ti." Q says choking back tears.
"Where did you get it?" Santana gets straight to the point.
"My roommate. I was using but the stash they found was his and he said it wasn't so they took me in because I have track marks." He breaks down. "I'm so sorry Tana. I'm so stupid."
San knocks harshly on the glass. "Hey! None of that. You can't beat yourself up in here. This place does that for you."
After whispering I love yous to Santi the two girls leave.
Santana sits in the driver's seat and rests her forehead on the wheel while gripping the hell out of her hair.
"He looks so small in there." Quinn whispers and breaks down.
Santana sits up and the girls hug one another but when they pull back a bag of coke falls out of the jacket Q left in the car.
San looks at it and then back at Q. "You kept it?"
Quinn nods. "I haven't done any."
Santana then grabs the bag and rips it open before taking her pinky and dipping it in the bag and snorting a bump out of her nail.
"What the fuck, S?" Quinn shrieks at the sudden movement.
"I am too stressed out to be in the area of drugs and not do them." Santana says handing the bag back and turning the car on.
Quinn internally goes into fuck it mode and lays out lines on a CD case. She snorts them as San drives away from the prison and to a park where they do the rest of it.
Soon Santana and Quinn are laughing and running around the park playing on the equipment.
"Come get me shorty!" Quinn yells as she runs from the slide to the swings.
Santana slides down and runs after her and she's glad she's behind Quinn because while looking back the blonde runs into a pole on the swing set.
Santana drops to the ground in a ball of laughter and Quinn does too even though there's a knot on her forehead now.
"Bar?" Quinn asks.
"Fuck yes." Santana yells and runs to the car without a worry in the world.
Quinn loves seeing her like this and she actually smiles as they pull up to a bar called Potatoes.
They sit on stools at the bar and soon tequila is flowing and so are the two girls. Santana doesn't give a fuck about driving drunk at this point.
"What's pussy taste like?" Quinn slurs and Santana spits her drink out.
"Heaven. Well Brittany's tastes like heaven." San asks feeling proud of herself when Quinn screws up her face. "You asked bitch." Santana laughs.
"Puck's cum is like the sweetest ever." Quinn plays back. "It's like swallowing pineapple juice."
Santana pushes her off the stool. "My ears!"
After getting sufficiently fucked up they decide it's time to go home and by this time it's late so they have to be super quiet. But this is impossible because of how fucked up they are.
They fall all over each other and flail around trying to get up the steps.
San slips and hits her head. "Fuck."
"Shh." Quinn hushes.
"You shh." Santana counters but regrets it when the baby starts crying.
Brittany gets up and flips the light on in the hallway. She walks towards Santana with purpose and grabs her chin to look into her eyes.
"So you guys visit your brother and somehow get coked out and drunk?" Brittany asks annoyed.
Quinn and Santana's eyes bug out of their heads.
"Yea, I fuckin' know." She points to Quinn. "You're scratching your neck tweaked the fuck out." She turns back to Santana. "And now you woke up Sofia."
Santana puts her head down ashamed know that last part had a double meaning. Not too long ago Santana was yelling at Brittany for the same shit.
"Go to Sam's and smoke some weed so you can sleep… On the couch." Brittany commands and walks away to get Sof.
Santana huffs and Quinn giggles and slaps her back.
"What are you laughing at?" Puck says throwing a pillow at Q and she freezes. "Hope you had fun." He says shaking his head and walking away. He's the only one who hasn't relapsed now.
Quinn looks over at Santana with her own pillow and blanket. "Guess we're both in the doghouse."