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"And I'll wear my pearls. What I never did is done..." Santana sang, tears filling her eyes. She fell forward, her hands slamming against the floor as she broke into sobs, the song forgotten.

Mike jumped up, along with Mr. Schue, but the girl had already ran out of the choir room. The Asian hurried after her, searching for any sign of the Latina. He pulled out his phone and texted her when he found none.

San? Where are you? -Mike

Auditorium. -Santana

Slipping his cell back into his pocket, he broke into a sprint and burst through the double doors into the large room. The girl sat on the edge of the stage, swinging her legs back and forth as she stared at the floor.

The Asian slipped down the aisle and pulled himself up next to her. "Wanna talk about it?"

"I just can't believe he's really gone, you know? He always seemed to be there, willing to help me, even though I called him every mean nickname I could come up with." Santana replied, sliding closer to him.

Mike nodded. "I know he really cared about you. And he knew that you felt the same way about him, babe. Finn wasn't exactly book smart, but he did know people. He knew you. And he wouldn't want you to beat yourself up about the past."

She looked up at him with watery eyes before throwing herself into his arms and breaking down. He held her close, rubbing his hand down her back and whispering words of comfort into her ear.

"I love you, San. Its gonna be okay."