She's My Girl.

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I sighed opening the door to my car, cranking it softly. Before I could back out I saw Spencer running to get into the car, "Spencer what ar-" "please don't leave me alone. Please." She begged quietly. "A..Alright, you want to just drive for a while?" I asked backing out of the driveway. "P..Please." She whispered grabbing one of my hands from the steering wheel. "I...I found something." She murmured softly, toying with some sort of box in her hand. "Yeah what did you find?" I asked. "Pull over." She demanded. I found a small pull over lane and stopped the car. "Yes, Spencer?" I asked, she slowly handed me the box, staring into my eyes. I quietly opened the box and pulled out the small slip on paper in the box.

Spencer,

It's Aria, well not Aria but Aria. I've been needed to tell you this for quite some time, I've been getting sick but it's not cancer the doctor is lying to you, I'm begging you to find this note before they end up killing me. The doctor has been slipping me medicine and things to make me weaker and sicker each and every day. The doctors name is Elliott Rollins, I'm going to hide this in a special place so that you can find it. I love you oh so dearly,
Aria.

My whole world stopped, my hand shaking softly. "Han are you oka-" "no, not at all." I shook, crying softly. "He's a killer Spencer, he's a killer..." I repeated as she grabbed me. "I know, I know..." She whispered patting my back. "We have to take this to the police now." I demanded cranking the car. "O...Okay, but before we do, can we, can we go to Santana and your children's graves...please?" She asked quietly. "Yeah." I nodded. "Yeah."

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I slowly got out of the car and walked to the stones I walked to many times before. "Want me to come with you, Han?" She asked quietly. "Always." I smiled grabbing her arm. We stopped at the three gravestones and I knelt down, "hey tana, baby it's me." I whispered rubbing the headstone. "I miss you s...so much, but you've got to trust me we're gonna get justice on who killed you and our children." I gritted my teeth trying not to cry. "You're my baby, always. Tell the kids I love them and I miss them." I cried softly. "He killed Aria, tana, he killed her." I whimpered. Spencer softly threw and arm over my back holding me closer. "I love you Santana Lopez, I love you more than all the stars in the sky. Like that one night on our honeymoon in Paris when we tried to count all the stars in the nighttime sky, but instead we just ended up eating chocolate strawberries and lemon macaroons staring at the sky, remember?" I whispered. "I'll visit you soon I promise." I whispered kissing the gravestone. Spencer helped me up as we sat in the car, I slowly wiped my tears from my face and breathed heavily. "Let's go to the police station." I nodded cranking the car. "I love you Santana." I murmured. "Han, what is it like?" Spencer asked staring out the window. "What do you mean?" I ask. "Waking up, thinking she's still there and she isn't." She said smoothly watching the streetlights pass. "It's quiet, you get more and more depressed about it but eventually you stop expecting them to be there, you'll fill that space with darkness, suicidal thoughts, alcohol, maybe even drugs." I sighed quietly. "I don't want to do that, Aria wouldn't want me too." She sniffled. "Santana wouldn't want you to do that either." "I know she wouldn't, I know." I murmured fiddling with the ring on my finger. "She was my wife, my everything, then she just got taken away." I sighed. "But now I can finally be at peace once we get to the police station and show them that note." I whisper grabbing the box from Spencer. "Let me look at her hand writing one more time, please." She whispered raspy. "H..Han.." She murmured motioning for me to pull over. "What?" I ask looking at her. She softly places the note in my hand before rolling down the window to throw up.

Stupid bitches, you can't turn me in.

I softly turned the note over to reveal Santana's mangled corpse from the car wreck along with my little girl. Next to that photo was Aria in the morgue. I let out a high pitched scream before blacking out.

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I opened my eyes and groaned slightly. "Hey pretty girl." Santana whispered. "Tana?" I asked jumping up. "Yes, it's me baby, come here." She asked softly, I quickly ran into her arms holding her close. "I thought you were dead..." I whispered. "I am baby, but I came to warn you, Spencer and you are in danger, you need to leave the country now." She demanded rubbing my hair. "I love you Tana." I murmured. "I love you too, Han." "Make sure Spencer takes good care of you for me." She nodded. "I've got to go now, but I love you so much." She smiled pressing her lips onto mine, the kiss felt so real like Santana was here still alive. "Our little children they're so beautiful, Brittney, says hello. So does Finn." She smiled before walking out the door. "B..Bye Santana..." I murmured softly.

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"Hanna, wake up." Spencer whispered. "What's going on?" I asked, getting up. "You blacked out, don't worry I burned the photos." She whispered. "We've got to leave now, we've got to leave the country now." I demanded cranking the car. "Hanna what are you-" "Santana told me we were in danger, I've always kept spare money and both of our passports in this car we need to leave now." I demanded driving as fast as I could. "Where are we going to go? And Aria's funeral." "Arias funeral is a trap, Aria doesn't want us here either I promise Spencer we have to leave the country." I demanded. "Where!" She yelled. "Bonjour bitch, we're going to France." I murmured grabbing her hand.