The Escort

Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with the Glee franchise; I'm just a fan.

Brittany sighed as she walked through William McKinley High School. Boring. Boring. Boring. Boring. Geeky but I already made out with him. Brittany thought as she listed each face off that she walked by in the hallway. She'd made out with all of the boys in this school and none of the girls affected her like that Escort girl, Santana. God she loved everything about that girl even her name. She loved how it sounded when she'd say it to herself as she was falling asleep and the Escort was on her mind. She still had a clear picture of that girl in her head. It was there all the time she had been in the hospital and it was still there now.

She remembered looking up and seeing Santana smiling down at her. She remembered the feel of Santana's hands as they pushed her hair back behind her ear. She remembered the raven colored curls that spilled over her shoulders as she looked at Brittany. She remembered Santana's haunted eyes and the way she looked at her as if she was beautiful. Rather than covered in blood, cuts, and bruises. She looked like an angel.

"Hey Brittany!" Brittany turned around to see her best friend Quinn run up to her. "Cheer practice is this way dork. Come on, or we'll be late and Coach Sylvester will revoke our tanning privileges." Quinn grabbed Brittany as she pulled her towards the football field. Brittany followed her without her thoughts of the Escort ever leaving her mind.

Blue eyes, blonde hair, and a quirky personality was all that seemed to be able to occupy Santana's mind lately. She wished she could find that girl again. Brittany was her name. That amazing girl's name, Santana had never been with a girl before she died. She was always sleeping around with boys, because it was easier than explaining to her grandmother how she actually feels about girls. It wasn't until after she died she started to be true to herself. Santana shook her head. Don't think about her. She's gone. Deal with it.

Santana sighed as she walked into base camp where the rest of the Escorts who lived in Lima, Ohio stayed. It was a rundown hotel that the city had forgotten about completely. They had fixed it up enough so that there was electricity and working water, but it sure as hell wasn't Caesar's Palace. She walked in and threw her favorite leather jacket onto the back of a chair as she walked into the back of the lounge room.

"Hey! There she is." Her best friend Puck said as she walked in. The rest of the Escorts looked over at her and smiled. They were all sitting in a circle next to the fireplace, laughing and enjoying each other's company as they drank their beers. Escort's are given the privilege of being able to enjoy human pleasures. They deserve some kinds of perks after all. Santana grabbed a beer out of the cooler as she sat down next to Puck, who gave her a weird look. She shook her head at him.

"What?"

"You've been thinking about her haven't you? Her and that new girl you saved." Santana sighed as she took a swig of her beer.

"I don't want to talk about it." She said as Puck looked at her sadly.

"Santana, maybe if you got to see this new girl you might start getting over-."

"Don't say her name." Santana said as she glared at Puck, who shook his head and looked down.

"Look all I'm saying is that maybe this new girl would be good for you." Santana snorted

"She's alive Puck. You know that's not possible." Puck shook his head.

"More impossible things have been done." He said as Santana glanced over at him. "At least just go see her one more time before you decide to never see her again." Santana didn't bother looking at him. Puck sighed. "If you don't go and see her I'm going to bring her here." He said as Santana choked on her beer. She glared over at him.

"Fine." She said, "I'll go see her one last time, but then it's done. I'm not going to try to make something work when I know it won't and I'll just end up broken." Puck frowned at her negativity as he turned back to listening to his boy Mike tell a story about his last assignment while Mike's girlfriend Tina laughed at him.

Brittany smiled as she laid down in her bed with Lord Tubbington. Her warm duck pajamas making her even more comfortable in her duck sheets than she thought possible, but as soon as her head hit the pillow she thought of raven curls and haunted eyes.

Santana sighed as she looked up at the house where Brittany lived. What was she doing? This was probably the second dumbest thing she's ever done. She looked up to the window where she knew the girl slept. She shook her head as she floated up to the window and simple walked through the wall into the girl's bedroom. There the girl was. Sleeping soundly in her bed. Santana was officially creeped out with herself. She felt like that vampire from those popular books. Ugh she hated herself for that. She's not a creeper.

"Hssss." She jumped as she heard a cat hissing. An overweight cat jumped out of the girl's arms and ran out of the room. Brittany sat up as she rubbed her eyes.

"Lord Tubbington?" She asked. Santana took a sharp breath as she watched the girl. She was even more beautiful then she remembered. Brittany suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked around the room. "Santana?" She asked as Santana stood stock-still. She was in ghost mode. Nobody should be able to see her right now, then how does it explain this girl? "Santana I know you're there. I can feel you." She said as Santana sighed and left her ghost form.

"Hi Brittany." She smiled as she looked at the girl. "Look I'm sorry to wake you up. I'll just leave you alone now." She said as she started fading out.

"No wait!" Brittany jumped up and grabbed Santana's wrist. Santana's whole arm tingled and her stomach did somersaults while Brittany stared at her. "Please don't go yet." She said as Santana's heart clenched.

"Ok." Brittany warily let go of her wrist as she walked towards her bed, beckoning for Santana to sit next to her on it. Santana did as she was told. Brittany smiled at her as Santana smiled back. The two of them talked for hours about the most trivial things. Santana didn't explain to her how death works though. The only things she told her about was her life before she died. Her life sixteen years ago, and Brittany told her every detail of her current life and the two talked until Brittany fell asleep Santana smiled at the sleeping girl and her angelic features. She brushed a piece of hair out of the girl's hair and stood up as she walked back out of the wall and walked back into her reality.

Awful ending to this chapter I know and I apologize but I'll have the next chapter up as soon as possible thanks for reading. :)