Your Safe With Me

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Santana was doing homework when she got the call. 

Rachel was cleaning up the kitchen from her attempt at making cookies when she got the call. 

Leroy had just made it to work when he got the call. 

Hiram looking at his newest case when he got the call. 

Burt was working on a car when he got the call. 

Frannie was in the middle of a lecture when she got the call. 

The call that Lucy Quinn Fabray had been in a terrible car accident and was rushed to the New Haven Memorial Hospital. Each of them dropped what they were doing grabbed their keys and headed straight for the hospital. 

Obviously Santana made it there first but was told nothing by the doctors and nurses, everyone else seemed to arrive at the same time around midnight. The raven haired girl hadn't noticed them until she felt a hand on her shoulder it was then that she turned around to find Burt Hummel standing behind her. 

"Please me they've told you something" she said looking up at the man finally taking in the other two adults

"They said that she was nonresponsive when they got to the scene and she's still unresponsive. She was rushed into emergency surgery because her spinal cord was severely injured in the accident she's out of surgery now and like I said before she hasn't woken up yet. She does have a broken arm as well as a fractured rib that's being treated" Hiram explained to her. 

"She's being closely monitored by the nurses and doctors" LeRoy told her. 

"When will she wake up ?" Santana asked. 

"They don't know... she's in coma" Hiram told her. 

Santana looked away from the three men as she took in a shaky breath they hadn't even been back in New Haven that long it'd only been 2 weeks and now this. 

How on earth was she supposed to focus on her classes with this ? 

What about the money for their bills ?

 Food ? 

Was she meant to starve when the food ran out ? 

How could Lucy be so stupid that she wasn't paying attention to her surrounds ?! 

"You stop that right now" a shaky voice said. 

Light brown eyes met chocolate brown eyes the latina suddenly noticing the brunette. 

"What ?" She said her eyes never once leaving the shorter girl. 

"You are sitting there thinking only of yourself...you blame Lucy for this I know you do I can see it all in your eyes, your demeanor..." Rachel told her. 

"You don't know anything manhands" Santana said. 

Rachel looked at the latina her eyes flashing with a hint of pain at the old nickname that she hadn't heard in nearly 2 years. She'd thought she and Santana were friends- no best friends....but now she wasn't even sure. 

She was tempted to lash out at the girl but when her eyes set on the tiny red head in the seat beside the latina she kept her harsh words to herself, though Beth was sleeping she still didn't want the toddler to find her any more scarier than she already did. 

Releasing a heavy breath the brunette sat down three seats away from the latina beside her daddy her eyes seemingly staying on the small toddler. 

Who was going to explain to her that her mommy had been badly injured and may never wake up ? 

Who was going to care for her ? 

How was she going to cope with not having her mommy ? 

Who was going to be there to hold her when she cried for her mommy ? 

Who was going to kiss her goodnight and sing her lullaby's ? 

Who was going to read to and with her ? 

LeRoy looked at the latina and then at his daughter the two clearly worrying about two completely different things. Based on what he could tell his daughter was worrying about the small toddler caught in the middle of this all while Santana seemed to be worrying about herself at least that's what he was able to tell by her body language. 

He thought it was strange that the girl seemed to be worrying about herself and not the two girls she'd been defending just two weeks prior. He knew Santana well now and he knew her well enough to know that she was thinking of herself and blaming Lucy for the accident despite knowing nothing but her injuries. Still he kept his mouth shut even though there was obvious tension in the room.

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Santana had been the first to leave claiming she had a test in the morning and needed to sleep so she got Beth and left. 

Next, was Burt who hadn't wanted to leave but he needed to be back in Lima by morning because he did have a business to run. 

Frannie left not to long after Burt saying she had a class to teach and many of papers to grade. 

By morning Rachel and her fathers were the only ones still at the hospital, they've since heard from doctors that nothing has changed in Lucy's condition but they had been granted access to her room but the brunette hadn't been able to bring herself to walk into the room for 30 minutes now. She was scared to walk in. 

What would Lucy look like ? 

Was she badly bruised ? If  so were they visible ? 

Would she know she was there despite being in coma ? 

Did she even want me in her presence ? 

The brunette sighed and pushed herself off the wall before walking into the room her eyes instantly moving towards the red head laid in the hospital bed, her breath got caught in her throat when she saw the neck brace, the back brace...the breathing tubes in her nose...the-...the many of cuts and bruises...she felt sick. She moved to the nearest trash can and emptied the contents of her stomach that soon turned into dry heaving before she eventually pulled away from the trashcan wiping her mouth. 

"Are you okay sweetheart ?" Leroy asked her softly. 

"I'm fine daddy...just a lot to take in.." she said and pulled herself up to her feet. 

Rachel moved and sat down in the chair beside the battered girls bed and looked at her once again keeping the bile down as she took a deep breath looking at the girl she loved dearly. 

"How long do you think it'll take for her to get better daddy ?...How long do you think it'll take for her to wake up dad ?" she asked them her eyes not leaving the pale body in front of her. 

The two men looked at their daughter each of them sporting their own frowns...they couldn't be sure of anything when it came to the battered girl lying before them. They weren't sure when the girl would wake up or how long it'd take her to recover. They didn't know how to reassure their daughter because for once they truly couldn't tell her everything would be okay. 

Rachel hadn't actually expected an answer from her fathers still she felt she had to ask the question in hopes that questions would stop running through her mind. It hadn't worked though the questions continued to run through her mind as her eyes stayed trained on the girl in front of her. She didn't know when Lucy would wake up or if she'd wake up at all, she didn't know if the girl would even recover and if she did how long would that take ? For once she didn't have any of the answers but she did know that she would be here with the red head every step of the way.