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The Only Ones	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 4932 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or Twilight. Pity. Sorry this took so long but I got stuck on which way I wanted to chapter to go. I'm not completely satisfied but it's better than what I had I week go. This is for a review made in the last chapter, I stated since the beginning that I was going to put in characters for different 'verses so I'm sorry it that wasn't what you were expecting but in my opinion if the Gleeks are the only survivors than that wouldn't be very realistic. So there will be other characters in the future chapters and there will be character deaths other than the ones that killed off from the virus. Other characters also means endless possibilities of different ships. I'm glad that you like my stories and I always try to take into account my readers opinions but in the end its my story so I'll do what I thinks best to stay true to what I envisioned from the beginning. So I'm sorry if this disappoints everyone but I hope you'll stay with me until the finish of this story. Oh one more thing any non-humans from the other 'verses are going to be human in this story. Alright kiddies on with the show.
Chapter Three: Quinn and Brittany day 3

You know they say that when the shit hits the fan it does it a fucking big way they weren't exaggerating. At least not when they were referring to one Quinn Fabray but at this point in Quinn's life its completely freaking normal. At first the ride was smooth with a semi clear path ahead of them the two blondes where making good time. If everything stayed the way it was then they should be in New York Thursday, Friday at the latest. But of course fate loves to mock one Quinn Fabray. Three hours into the road trip, as Brittany taken to call it, the car's starter started to go out. Of course neither of the girls knew anything about fixing cars, so they just drove the car as far as they could until it sputter and died a noble death just outside the city limits. Poor Quinn Fabray nearly cried in frustration but she settled on banging the steering wheel for a few minutes. She was so, so close to finding out what happened with her daughter but like everything else that's happened in the past few days it just couldn't be that easy for her.
Yes she's feeling sorry for herself so fucking what, because all things considered Quinn should be allowed a few moments of self-pity. She not lost her sister and her children but she had to bury her Mom and every one of her former Glee clubbers parents. She didn't know if her fucking daughter was alive or dead. She didn't know if she was even in the city anymore. She didn't know a damn thing about her or Santana, Rachel or anyone else. It could be just her and Brittany for all she knows so please excuse her mini melt down for a moment. If you don't like it you can turn around and count to ten and then kiss her ass. Okay maybe that was a little crude but like I said this has been a bad month or so for the former cheerleader, she's not at her best at the moment. And gah she's having a conversation in her head like it's a commentary, she must be going a little bit crazy.
After all she has to keep up a front to protect Brittany since she's fairly certain that the blonde wouldn't be able to protect her because god bless the girl, she's just to…Brittany to allow that level of trust. God she wishes Santana or Puck hell she'll even take Rachel at this point because her fellow blonde is like having a child already.
Brittany was leaning against the window dozing when the car came to a sputtering halt but it was the sound of continuous banging that had jolted her awake suddenly. She sat up staring at Quinn with wide terrified eyes, "What happened? Are we there yet?"
Quinn losers her head sighing deeply it was wrong to have those thoughts about Brittany. She did take care of her when she had to, uh take care of Jewfro. Brittany's stronger than she's giving her credit for, so bad Quinn.
Quinn leaned with her head on the steering wheel blinking back tears. Her voice sounded as rough as her appearance, "I don't know I think the engine died and no we're not there yet."
Brittany stretched out her stiff limbs, "How far are we from the city?"
"Just outside the city limits," she looks up a wry smile on her face. "Feel like walking the rest of the way sunshine?"
Brittany looks around not seeing another car in sight, "I suppose so Q let's do this." She looks at Quinn with a semi shy expression as she takes her hand tentatively looking for any damage, "Are you, are you okay?"
She shrugs taking her hand back gently, "As okay as I can be, B." Quinn opens the door and steps out, "But you know what they say, everyday another adventure B." Her smile was as fake as her old HBIC smirk back in high school, "At least the car didn't die before we were close enough to just walk it the rest of the way." Brittany doesn't by it but lets it go for now, she nods standing next to her fellow blonde, "Come on let's move the car off the road for now."
They push the car out of the way and making sure to put everything that they couldn't carry in the trunk, hopefully unseen they can come back for it later when they find a new ride. They walked and walked without talking until finally, what felt like hours later, they were actually inside the city. Quinn felt the nerves bubbling inside her stomach, she doesn't know what they'll find but she hopes that she doesn't find her baby like she did everyone else. So she wasn't celebrating just yet, maybe a little.
Half way to the address Brittany said Rachel lived in near mid-Manhattan, Quinn felt like they were being watched. She tucks her hands in her pocket and gripped the gun she had hidden there hard enough to hurt. Feeling hyper aware, she starts to speed up pulling a clueless Brittany along. The taller blonde on the other hand followed completely unaware of her surroundings because of the headphones blaring in her ears. She was completely content to be dancing as she walked singing along with her music and Quinn want her any another way. A sad Brittany is like someone kicking a puppy then running it over with a semi. Although Quinn would have preferred her to be quiet but this is the most, normal she's been since the left Lima 3 days ago. But it was getting dark soon and Quinn really wanted to get them somewhere, anywhere safe before it got too dark to see.
After another 20 minutes of walking they have to stop for Brittany find something to snack on. Quinn points her to a small park near an apartment building. They sat down with talking for a few minutes lost in their own thoughts until Brittany looks at her thoughtfully, "Do you think we're the only ones left Q?

I mean do you think that I'm being silly hoping that Santana will come find us?"
Quinn sighs, "I don't know Britts, I mean I'm praying that we'll find Beth, Rachel, Santana and Shelby alive. Hell I'm hoping that we'll find Finn," she laughs a little. "There's nothing wrong with hoping B, it's what keeps us going."
An expression that Quinn never thought she would see on Brittany's face, even after she had to bury her family, just a tired resigned smile that broke Quinn's heart a little more, "About how much longer do you think until we get there?"
Quinn scratches her nose, "Maybe another hour or two but hopefully sooner because it's going to dark in about an hour or so."
Brittany nods but before she could reply a twig snapping causes the blondes to turn around in time to see a couple appears from behind the trees. Quinn jumps up standing in front of Brittany always protecting the taller girl. It's been that way since high school, "What the hell? Who the fuck are you? Stop! Stay where you are."
The couple halts by the swings automatically watching the girls carefully. The long haired man holds up his hands to show he was unarmed smiling in what Quinn's opinion was on the creepy side, "Whoa, whoa down girl." Quinn shutters at the smarmy tone, "Hey sorry about that beautiful, I didn't mean to scare you, but damn you're a sight for sore eyes."
The woman with fiery red hair stares at her with cold grey eyes, "Yeah Blondies we haven't seen anyone in a week or so I was beginning to think the we were the only ones." A faint English accent does nothing to calm the blondes' fears.
Quinn smile was clearly fake, "Lucky us."
Brittany was nervous she didn't like the way they were looking at them. Its kinda like the way the worst of the jocks used to look at them, like they were vampires or something and they were hungry. She stands next to Quinn, "Yeah lucky us."
They start to move closer but Quinn's pulls Brittany behind her yelling in a shrill voice, "Wait, don't come any closer. Just stay where you are please, far away."
They back off trying to show that they were harmless but the blondes weren't buying it at all. The woman rolls her eyes, "Geez calm down Barbie we mean no harm. This James and I am Victoria like I said we haven't seen a soul in forever so excuse us for being happy to see a live body."
Quinn swallows backing away slowly wanting more distance between them, "Well we haven't had a very good track record with other survivors so excuse me for being a tad suspicious." She gestures for Brittany to get their belongings, "So if you'll excuse us we have places to be and all that."
James smiles another creepy smile that gives both girls chills, "Well I guess I can understand that it's cool." Every step the girls took the couple took two getting too close for Quinn's comfort, "What are you doing here if you don't mind me asking? And where are you going?"
Brittany shuffles her feet wanting to get as far away from these two as possible. Santana taught her to trust her instincts and not to see everyone as good these two are giving her a weird vibe, "We're just looking for a couple of our friends the last we heard they were fine."
"That's cool we're on our way to Washington state, that's where my families at," says James. "And maybe find a way to England to check on Victoria's family."
Victoria smiles that cold dead smile, "Yeah do you think you we can tag along for a while?"
Quinn shakes her head, "That's the opposite way from where we're going."
Victoria eyes flash in anger but it left as quickly as it appeared and she flashed a fake smile, "That doesn't mean we can't take a detour and look out for each other, does it?"
"To tell you the truth I would prefer if you didn't," Quinn's smile as fake as Victoria's. "No offense but I don't know you and you'd slow us down and you know wrong way and everything."
James glares at the shorter of the two before schooling his features. He shrugs nonchalantly, "That's fine we get the message but you know," his smile disarming, "having a man with you might be safer than two pretty girls walking around themselves."
Quinn's smile charming and hard at the same time shrugs, "We'll take our chances. We're big girls and we can take care of ourselves."
Brittany puts a calming hand on Quinn's arm. She knows that tone. She went to school with that tone. That tone and smile means that she's five seconds away from unleashing her inner HBIC but call Brittany crazy, she doesn't think that this couple would just take it like their peers did. "Besides James we're meeting a few friends like we said so we won't be alone."
Victoria sighs pulling James away, "Just forgot it James, they don't want our help. So let's just go."
James gives the girls a mock bow, "As you wish ladies, good luck in all your endeavors. Make sure to stay safe since you never what danger will be around the corner."
Quinn frowns as she watches the couple until they disappear. That sounded vaguely like a threat, but maybe it was just her imagination. She still didn't trust the couple, hopefully this will be the last time the ever run into them.
Brittany shutters laying her head on Quinn's shoulder, "I don't like them Q they weirded me out."
Quinn pats her head awkwardly, "Me two B hopefully we won't see them again." She turns around giving the girl a firm hug, kissing her cheek, "Come one let's get out of her before they decide to come back."
They gather their things and leave the area quickly but looked around to make sure they weren't followed.

They ran out of the park wanting to create as much distance as they could between the them and the couple as possible. They ran fast and hard like Sue Sylvester was on their heels screaming at them with her mega phone. Out of breath and thankful that they kept up with their ex coach's ridiculous work out regime, they arrived at Rachel's building with in twenty minutes. A lot earlier then they would've if the creepy duo hadn't snuck up on them. Quinn tried the buttons but she didn't hold her breath for a response.
Brittany panting looks around, "So Q, how do we get in? I don't have a key anymore." The front door was protected by a metal gate. They could climb over it but then they would have to find a way through the door. They couldn't exactly break it down, now could they?
"Give me a second." Quinn bites her lip looking around, a sudden smile breaks out, "I have an idea, just look around and make sure that we're not being watched."
Brittany salutes her smartly, "Aye, aye captain." She walks around an abandon car and looks out into the distance.
Quinn shakes her head laughing, "Don't ever change B I mean it."
Brittany looks back winking impishly, "Cause I'm that awesome Q, you know it's true."
Quinn looks at a ground floor window thoughtfully, they could climb it if they had too. They could make it, it wasn't that high. She looks around for something heavy to break the window, spotting a brick she smirks triumphantly.
"Alright B back away a little I don't want glass to hit you," Quinn says softly.
Brittany look at the brick then to Quinn and rolls her eyes, "Alright Quinn have fun being a delinquent."
Quinn smiles mischievously as she winds up and throws the brick as hard as she could but it bounces off the window and rolls harmlessly to her feet. Quinn clears her throat slightly embarrassed, "Okay that didn't work out like I thought it would."
Brittany swallows down a laugh knowing that Quinn wouldn't appreciate it, "Do you want me to try, Q?"
Quinn tightens her jaw and says through clinch teeth, "No I got this just stand back."
Brittany hands up her hands taking a few more steps back. Quinn gives her a half heated glare before snatching up the brick again. "Wait!"
Quinn looks at the other girl startled, "Huh, B what's wrong?"
Brittany tilts her head thinking out loud, "Maybe we should just break the window because someone else could come in."
Quinn sighs knowing that she was right, "Wait here I'm going to go around back and see if there's an entrance that I can get into."
Brittany nods watching Quinn run around the back of the building until she disappears around the corner. The childlike blonde looks around the empty street, in a city so populated you'd think that the girls would've ran into more people aside from that creepy couple. That thought sadness her because she doesn't want to be the only ones left.
"B come on I found another way," Quinn says peeking you out from the corner.
The dancer smiles while gathering their things and she jogs around to meet the shorter girl. She stops in front an emergency exit. She looks closer and wrinkles her nose, "Are you sure about this?"
Quinn nods tossing the brick lightly from hand to hand, "Yeah the door is hidden enough where most people, even if anyone comes this way, they won't come see this. At least they shouldn't I mean I had to move the dumpster to get to it." she pauses for a breath. "So how about this I break the window, you go in and open the front door while I cover the door again."
Brittany shrugs, "That should work." She gives Quinn a small amused smile, "Hopefully I won't get lost on the way."
Quinn snickers, "It'll be like high school all over again, huh B?" She clears her throat loudly after Brittany levels her with an impressive glare, "Right anyway it should be a straight shoot since it is a fire exit. Okay stand back, my aim is questionable at the best of times."
Brittany laughs practically hugging the wall, "Have fun Quinn pretend to its Coach's face if that'll help with your aim."
Quinn flips her off laughing with her, "Bitch."
Both blondes could pretend that this is almost like high school, teasing each other during one of their sleep overs. She takes a couple steps back and breaths in deeply concentrating hard before letting it fly again, this time she had enough force behind the throw and the small window shattered.
Brittany claps her hands and whistles while Quinn grins happily when some of her frustration dissipated. She should do a little more vandalism to calm her nerves, "Wow I feel a lot better now."
She opens the door and Brittany grabs both of their bags and goes inside, "It'll be easier for you to climb over the gate." Quinn nods agreeing with her, "Okay Q I'll meet you on the other side."
"Alright don't open the door until you hear me knock like this," she taps out a loud knock followed by two more in rapid succession. "Got it?"
The other blonde nods and starts to walk further inside the building, when Quinn's arm shoots out an grabs her wrist, "You have that knife I gave you right?" Brittany hesitates but nods, "Good have it out and don't trust anyone unless its Rachel, Kurt or Blaine. They're her roommates still so it's possible that they're still here."
Brittany smiles at the thought of other people, "I should've stayed their roommate it would've made things sooo much easier but okay I get it Quinn. Trust no one."
"It's the best strategy for right now," Quinn tells her softly. She smiles letting go of the other blonde's wrist, "Alright off you go, be careful."
Quinn closes the door behind Brittany and conceals it with the dumpster again. She looks around spotting some crates and starts to cover the exit more. She looks around satisfied that she and Brittany are safe for right now. She glances at the sky the sun was nearly setting by the time they get inside and look around it'll be too late to go to Shelby's. Quinn swallows blinking back tears, so close again but fuck so far.
She shakes her head and inhales sharply, now is not the time to cry. She's cried to much since this whole thing started, too damn much so she refuses to cry until she knows what happens to her daughter. She's spent years trying to forget that Beth even existed because the pain was too much. She screwed up her senior year when Shelby practically handed a relationship with Beth on a plate but she went crazy and screwed that up. For the last two years Beth and Rachel have been in her backyard but again she was too stubborn and pig headed to just give in and try. The last few months she called Shelby trying to arrange a meeting and Shelby was surprisingly willing to give the former cheerleader another shoot after the shit she pulled. Maybe it was because Rachel had given her another chance or maybe that's where Rachel's forgiving nature came from.
But like I said now's not the time to sit and reflect because now she has another blonde to look after. Gah there's that mental commentary again, I must be going crazy. She pushes off against the wall and jogs to the front of the building. Chewing on her lip Quinn looks around for a safe way to climb over the metal gate. Sighing Quinn sends a silent thank you to where ever Sue Sylvester is and started to climb. Once her feet landed safely on the ground on the other side Quinn sighs in relief.
She knocks on the door like she showed Brittany, looking around to make sure she wasn't being watched. Quinn frowns when the other blonde didn't open the door right away she hopes that there's nothing wrong. She bangs on the door this time louder, swallowing down nerves. She's going to knock once more then she's running to the back and riding in like she's the fucking Calvary. She breathes a sigh of relief when the door opens cautiously and Brittany's head pokes out.
"Thank fucking god I was beginning to panic," Quinn growls pushing past the other blonde closing the door behind her. She looked at her suspiciously when Brittany rocked on her toes with her arms behind her back, "What took you so long? Did you see someone?"
Brittany looks down sheepishly, "Not exactly." Quinn gestures for her to continue, "Um I found a kitten." She moves her arm from behind her back showing a cute gray and white kitten. "Can I keep her? Please? Please? I promise that I'll take good care of her."
Quinn rubs her temples, "Britt…"
"I know that it's not the best time to get a pet but ever since Lord Tubbington died and Charity ran away," Brittany looks down sadly. "I need something to feel normal again."
Quinn shakes her head feeling her heart crack a little, "Fine B but your taking care of her and we have to find her food."
Brittany bounces excitedly, "Thanks you Q!'
Quinn smiles gesturing for Brittany to follow her up the ten flights of stairs until they stood in front of Rachel's door but before Quinn could try and break down the door Brittany stops her by reaching on top of the door frame and pulls down a key. "Here this should help," Brittany's smile was full of mischief. "Rachel kept a spare just in case I needed a place to stay when I first got here and I guess she forgot to remove it."
Quinn flushes, "Thanks Britt I guess I got a little carried away."
She shrugs unlocking the door, "It's okay I know you're tense after everything." She opens the door, setting down the kitten and calls out softly, "Rachel its Brittany and Quinn, are you in here?" She pauses walking to further inside the door. "Rachel? Kurt? Blaine? Anyone home?"
They walked around the spacious apartment no signs of life but on the plus side Rachel wasn't in lying dead like so many others Quinn discovered. She sits heavily on the couch wanting to cry again for the millionth time. Brittany sits next to her rocking her back and forth gently, "It's okay Quinn I promise everything's going to be fine."
Quinn sniffles, "You can't promise that B but I appreciate the fact that you're trying. Okay let's see if we can find something to eat and find Shelby's apartment while there's still some daylight left."
Brittany goes into the kitchen looking through Rachel's cabinets for anything edible and doesn't resemble rabbit food. With the boys living here there's some hope but at the moment Quinn would kill for some bacon or kiss the one holding that yummy pile of flesh. While Brittany looked for food Quinn searched the apartment trying to find Shelby's current address and maybe a spare set of keys. Quinn frowns she's such an asshole, she doesn't even know where her daughter lives. Fuck she barely knew were her own sister lived.
"Ohh look Q ravioli do you think that'll be okay to eat cold," Brittany squeals. The last real food they ate was before they left Lima.
Quinn shows her an envelope with Shelby's address and for once luck was on their side, a set of keys. Hopefully they belong to Shelby's apartment, "It looks like Rachel was picking up her mail for a while. Do you know where that it? And yes I guess you can eat it cold since it looks like the electricity is off now."
Brittany smiles happily opening the can, giving her the extra fork, "It's looks like she lived close by maybe 8 blocks away."
A nervous tension filled Quinn's belly, "Do we have enough time to go and come back before it gets dark?"
"You don't want to stay there?" Brittany asked with her mouth full.
Quinn shakes her head, "I won't be able to no matter what we find. It'll just be too much for me to handle."
Brittany swallows, "It won't take that long maybe twenty minutes on foot if you want to go now."
Quinn nods, "Do you see any duct tape?" Brittany gives her a 'what the fuck look', "So we can prop the door open without actually leaving it open."
Brittany shrugs, "Maybe Blaine has a tool box."
Quinn smirks, "More likely he does then Rachel or Kurt neither of them are very handy. You finish eating and I'll go search her room."
She walked quickly out of the room and into the boys' room. She ran her hand over the pictures that scattered across the dresser. She smiled at the picture of the Glee club after their Nationals win. She has a copy on her mirror to back in her dorm. Thinking back to when everything was so simple and less frightening. She shakes her head and digs around the closet, actually finding the tape with some of their, uh toys. Something's Quinn didn't want to know about and this happens to be one of them but sometimes you can't unsee things and that really sucks. She rushes out of the room trying desperately to get that picture out of her head.
"Ready B I don't want to get caught out there after dark," Quinn breezes into the living room.
Brittany nods setting down her kitten, "Yup lets go maybe there's a store we can get into before we come back."
Quinn nods, "We're going to have to start gathering as much supplies as we can before whoevers left goes crazy and just starts taking it." She takes a deep breath, "Whatever we do find it doesn't stop us from going out tomorrow so we can find a new car and get the rest of our stuff from the my car and gather whatever else we can find."
"And wait for San to find us," Brittany questions quietly. "Right?"
Quinn nods, "Right we wait for San."

Every step they took to Shelby's apartment Quinn felt the butterflies in her stomach blossom to a full blown flock of birds. But once the blondes stood in front of the building Quinn thought her heart was going to leap out of her chest. Her hands shook was she looked around all the broken glass from the front door since there was no other way in like in Rachel's building. Someone must have tried to get in or out before they came here. Quinn cries out in pain as she cuts herself on a jagged piece of glass as she reached in to open the door. But that's what she gets for not paying attention.
"Crap!" she yells putting pressure on the wound.
Brittany tears off a piece of her shirt to stop the bleeding, "Q you have to be more careful."
"I'm fine thank you," Quinn bites back a small whimper.
"I don't think so," the taller of the two mutters. "Its deep enough to need stitches and maybe get an infection."
Quinn quirks her brow her eyes full of mirth, "Unless we run into a doctor I'm screwed but if it'll make you feel better I'll break into a pharmacy."
"A little breaking and entry is good for the soul," Brittany jokes leading her inside.
"I knew Santana would be a bad influence on us," Quinn mocks. She frowns at her arm, the bleeding doesn't seem to want to stop. They walk up more stairs until they reach Shelby's floor. Quinn stands in front of her door shuffling her feet with her hand on the knob, "Do you think their alive B? Like seriously. Don't say yes to make me feel better."
Brittany nods, "You're her Mom and Puck's her Dad so yeah." She smiles, "She has two stubborn parents and all that so she won't go without a fight."
Quinn smiles lopsidedly, "Thanks B, I think."
"De nada," Brittany says laughing silently.
"Okay now or never B," she takes a deep breath and opens the door. "Shelby? Beth are you here? Is anyone here?"
Brittany decides to stay by the door like because she knows that Quinn needed to do this by herself. When the time comes, if it comes she'll be there to support her friend. Quinn walks around the stylish apartment until she's in front of a pink room with toys everywhere.
"This is Beth's room," Quinn whimpers finally letting the tears that wanted to come out all day flow freely. She touches everything smelling her baby's shampoo, letting the sweet scent wash over her calming her. She sees a picture of Shelby and Beth, she looks older form the last time she saw her but that was before she went crazy.
Her teary green look up to catch Brittany's watery blues, "They're not here B, where are they?"
Brittany swallows shaking her head, "I don't know Q but I guess that's a good thing right? They could be looking for us like we're looking for them."
Quinn shrugs helplessly then only thing that kept her going was finding Beth and now she doesn't know where to look anymore. Sitting down heavily on the bed she starts sobbing again as she has so many times since this whole thing started wondering if she'll ever stop. She wants her Mom, she wants Santana, she just wants someone to hold her and tell it's going to be alright. God I'm a whiney little bitch, she thinks in disgust.
Brittany grabs her arms and picks her up, "Come on Quinn let's get out of here and get some sleep." She pulls the girl into a tight embrace, "No matter what I promise you that we'll find Beth, I swear."
Quinn burrows her head in the crock of Brittany's shoulder, "Okay."
The last time Brittany heard Quinn sound this lost was at Nationals junior year, when she just wanted someone to love her but she failed to realize is that she and Santana has always loved her. Maybe it wasn't the way she wanted at the time and it wasn't the same as Santana does now but it's her turn to look after Quinn just like she's always done with Brittany.
Before they leave Quinn spots a stuffed lamb similar to the one she buried her Mom with. A real smile spreads across her face as she strokes the fur softly. "I'm taking this with me."
Brittany frowns then thinking that the lamb looks familiar, "Yeah Santana gave that Rachel to give to Beth last year." A light goes off in her head, "That's the one you used to have, right?"
Quinn nods feeling a choked up, even when she was being a bitch Santana still found a way to take care of her. They walk quietly out of the apartment each girl lost in her own thoughts, forgetting to pay attention to their surroundings. The walk back to Rachel's was as uneventful as the walk to Shelby's but it took longer since the blondes were kind of depressed. It was dark but the moon was bright enough were they weren't in complete darkness.
Although they were hoping for the apartment to have the electricity still working, they weren't holding their breath. And sadly just like they thought it wasn't working but being an older building they were hoping they could find a generator. So before they settled in for the night but they needed to look around the basement and maybe find gas to run it since there was enough cars in front of the building all they had to do was find a place to put it. Not to mention Quinn really, really wanted to take a hot bath.
The blondes looked in the basement finally a little luck was on their side because they found an old generator and it actually worked. After a little hard (painful) manual labor the girls were able to get the ancient generator to work. The girls took turns taking a long hot bath and made a more filling meal before they went to bed. Brittany was asleep within two minutes but she wake up an hour later to hear muffled sobs coming from the room next to her.
Quinn stiffened when Brittany climbed in bed next to her and started to comfort her after a while the shorter of the two started to relax. It took about thirty minutes for the blondes to fall asleep and they both had a relatively dreamless sleep.

After a decent night's sleep they decided to do a little 'shopping' around the neighborhood. Of course they turned off the generator as a precaution just in case their creepy new friends were still hanging around. In Brittany's opinion Quinn was having too much with all the breaking and entering. Maybe in another life Quinn would have been a female Puck. She decided to let it go after seeing the haunted in Quinn's face leave, if only just for a little bit. It took maybe a couple of hours to gather enough supplies to last at least a month. But once again Quinn was mourning over the fact that bacon was not in the cards.
Brittany laughed when Quinn ranted over the spoiled packages of delicious pig, "This is wrong B, just plain wrong. What the hell I'm I supposed to do now? I mean it's not like I can go to any store now and just buy a new package now. Nooooo now I'll to go find a pig if I want me some bacon. This completely sucks no bacon, no more gummy bears or any of that shit B. I'm so depressed."
Brittany shakes her head, "Quinn calm down I promise we'll find you some bacon just don't kill any one for it."
Quinn gives her a halfhearted glare, "I make no promise Britt-Britt." She pouts pitifully as she picked up one of the many, many dead packages, "I bet you were tasty, poor bacon I wish I could've given you a proper send off."
Brittany shakes her head dragging Quinn out of the store, "Let's go before you try to bury the damn things, Quinn. Besides we need to find a car and get the rest of our things."
Quinn gives the sections one last longing look before letting the taller of the two drags her away. She knows that she's being ridiculous but it's better than thinking about her little girl somewhere out there scared for all she knows. She yeah she's upset over bacon and whatever else she can think of so she doesn't dwell over the fact she might never see her daughter again. Or Santana. Or Rachel. Or any of her other friends, so no more bacon makes her want to cry.
Brittany is a lot smarter than anyone ever gave her credit for she knows what's going on in her friends head and she also knows that she needs a way to let out all of her negative feels. So she whines over the loss of bacon or she gets happy with destruction of property, it has to better than allowing her to curl into a ball to cry and maybe never stop. She's knows it's just a matter of time before Quinn completely loses it, she just hopes Santana is here to help catch her when she does. The last time Quinn cracked both girls were too lost in their own drama to see that their friend was breaking, this time there's nothing to distract her. This time Brittany will be better. Who knew that the world ending could have some good points.
Since neither of the girls knew how to hotwire a car they looked for one with the keys already in it but keys in the ignition but that also meant more than likely meant someone was going to be in the driver seat another thing neither girl was looking forward to. After close to an hour of looking the girls found an old pickup truck with the keys dangling on the door and thankfully the bed was empty. After loading the truck with their goods they drove silently to where they left Quinn's car. As they drove to Quinn's broken down car and moved their supplies that feeling of being watched came back again.
"Britt can you load the car," Quinn mutters. "I don't feel…something doesn't feel right."
The innocent blonde nods, "I had the same feeling Quinn."
The shorter of the two points to the top of the bridge, "I'm going to take a look from the top to see if I see anything. You finish as fast as you can and let's get the hell out of here before those freaks come back."
Brittany frowns as she hurried to full the truck bed with the things they brought from Lima. They will probably need to cut down their but at the moment it's enough.
Quinn ran up the bridge sun brightly in her eyes as she looks around the area. Squinting Quinn notices a reflection off in the distance, gasping she wonders if it's a gun. "Britt we gotta go! NOW!"
The taller blonde looks up startled, "Almost done Q!" Brittany feels an itch between her shoulder blades like something was going happen and it wasn't good. Brittany picked up some speed gathering the last of their belongings in her arms and threw it in the truck and crawled to the passenger side.
She gave a frightened look when she all but crashed into the seat next to her. Quinn's breaths came out in painful pants as she turned the ignition and floored it without closing her door. Quinn glanced out the in the rear view to make sure they weren't being followed.
Brittany turned completely around, "Its them Q!" Quinn looks at her questioningly, "That couple we met yesterday, the creepy ones."
Quinn swallows, "Well it's a good thing that we ran because I thought I saw a gun." She slows down to avoid the cars still in the street. "Hopefully..." she scoffs shaking her head, "I say that a lot now don't I?" It was Brittany's turn to look at her with questions written across her face, "Hopefully, that's all there's left hope because if there's no hope left we're all screwed."
Brittany sighs, "I know I feel the same, so hopefully? You never finished your thought Q."
Quinn smiles sheepishly, "Hopefully that'll be the last time we see them I know I said that yesterday but they look like they were leaving the city."
The innocent blonde nods, "I get what you mean, I hope," she smirks at that word again, "we never see them again."
"Let's drop this stuff off at the apartment and go back to Shelby's to see if there's something that we missed." Quinn runs a hand threw her hair, "Maybe we'll get a clue to what happened and where they are."
"Sounds like a plan and maybe…" she bites her lip. Quinn gives her a small smile encouraging her to continue, "Maybe we should hide the truck away from the building. I mean it's a long shot with the other cars in the road but if for some reason they do come back and recognize it, they'll know where we are. Or at least have a good idea where to start looking."
Quinn nods thoughtfully, "Yeah I didn't think about that, maybe I can find a parking garage or something. We'll unload everything in the back of the building and I'll go park the truck somewhere far away but not too far." She clears her throat not knowing how Brittany will take this part, "And at some point maybe tomorrow we need to load up on ammo and more weapons." She swallows, "And learn how to shot because I don't and I don't know if you do."
Brittany turns to face her, her grin mischievous, "Honey you know that Santana's Dad was a cop right?" Quinn nods slowly wondering where this was going, "Then you have to realize that I've known how to handle a gun since I met her." She laughs at Quinn's shock expression, "Yeah Papa López was hell bent on us being able to protect ourselves so he taught us how to shoot."
Quinn frowns, "Then why wasn't I taught when we started to hang out?"
"I'm not sure but thank your father for that," Brittany scoffs, "I don't remember the whole conversation but Russell said something like you were to good or above common something."
Quinn grunts, "Common activity or peasant pastimes. That was he's favorite saying when Frannie and I were growing up." She deepens her voice, "Lucy, because he never called me Quinn, you shouldn't be friends with that spic or retard. You're a Fabray. You're meant to be great, not common like those two." She sighs, "That's why I was so harsh to Rachel because my father told me to be not because I hated her."
Brittany looks surprised but she really shouldn't be, from what she remembered of Russell Fabray he was an asshole, "Is that why you pulled away from us a little after Christmas freshmen year? Because of your father?"
Quinn shrugs pulling into the alley behind the building, "Yeah I didn't want to because you two were the first real friends that I made. I mean you heard about the whole Lucy Caboosy thing, so I never had any growing up." She turns off the engine, "But father made it a point the whole vacation to emphasize on the fact that I shouldn't be friends with you or Santana."
"Emphasize how?" Quinn shakes her head getting out of the car and Brittany jumps out to follow her, "Is that why you a scar on your shoulder because he was emphasizing his point?"
"Just drop it Britt, it was a long time ago," Quinn pushes the dumpster out of the way. "Besides that's no excuse for me checking out these past couple of years. That was all me and my issues, I can't blame that one on Russell." She grunts the dumpster feels heavier then yesterday, "I was an ass and not a very good friend."
"That doesn't matter Q," Brittany pulls her away from the dumpster and enveloping her in a tight hug. "You're here now and who knows what would've happened to me if you hadn't been there."
Quinn closes her eyes and stopped trying to struggle out of the embrace, "Better late than never, right?" She clears her throat, "Come on lets finish up so we can get out of the open like this. The less exposed we are the better I'll feel."
Brittany kisses her temple softly, "You and Santana suck at emotions. No wonder it took so long for you two to figure out you want sexy times together."
Quinn flushes and her next question came out more of a squeak, "What makes you say that?"
Brittany didn't seem to be paying her any mind and started to unload the truck. After a few minutes Quinn growls because her not so clueless friend wasn't going to answer her any time soon. They worked fast unloading the truck within in minutes before Brittany finally answered her question. "Because that's one of the reasons Santana and me broke up. She wanted you but didn't know how to tell you. It wasn't until graduation that she grew some lady balls and was ready to tell you."
Quinn leans against the wall, "That's why she was so pissed at me, because I didn't show up." She scoffed, "And one of the reasons I didn't show up was because I didn't want to see you two hanging all over each other." She rubs her temples, "My roommates Ashley and Spencer made me realize that my feeling were more than platonic when it came to Santana. I used to think that it Rachel that I was hung up on but I confused my feeling for her so I wouldn't be pining after a girl that was in love with someone else."
"You both are stupid," she says in a deadpanned voice. "You could've had each other for the last two years if you weren't busy hiding. I love San and I always will, but I always knew I wasn't her forever. Just like I always knew that you are. All that fighting was just foreplay until you could get into each other's panties." She slaps the ex-cheerio on the back of the head, "So when we see her again no more excuses, I want to see lady kisses."
Quinn rubbed the back of her head pouting, "Ouch you're mean now. I don't think I like it very much Britts."
The taller blonde grins and bouncy into the building, in a sing song voice she teases her counterpart, "But you love me though and you can't live without me."
Quinn chuckles not bothering to deny it, "I'll be right back and don't try to move everything by yourself. I'll ten minutes, fifteen tops okay?" Brittany nods but the twinkle in her eyes tells Quinn not to hold her breath. She shakes her head exasperated, damn hard headed people.
After she covers the entrance again Quinn hopes into the truck driving around the buildings looking for a parking garage close enough were they can make a fast get away if needed. She smiles when she sees a hotel a few blocks away from the apartment, perfect. Maybe they should make a mini storage here just in case someone breaks into the apartment while they're out or something. She'll talk it over with Brittany, and get some small emergency packs made tomorrow to hide away.
Quinn pulls into an empty parking spot and starts whistling as she walks the few blocks to Rachel's apartment deep in thought.

It wasn't until later that evening that the girls made it back to the apartment after spending most of the day searching Shelby's apartment for clues to where they could be. In the end they were just as clueless from when they first started.
Armed with more fuel for the generator the girls enjoyed another hot shower and a hot meal. They sat around thinking of their next move it was getting harder and harder to stay relatively optimistic that they'll find their friends or Beth. Quinn felt like someone was stabbing a dull knife in her chest but she knew that they had to make plans just in case. Just in case they are going to stay alone. Just in case she never gets to see her little girl again.
Quinn was weary of leaving the lights on in case there was someone watching them so they covered the windows. It was dark and she didn't feel like sitting around in the dark it's a good thing that the rest of the buildings lights were off. Brittany found the switches and it saved them fuel because of that. Brittany was kind of a surprise for Quinn, how much she's taking everything in stride. Truth be told Quinn thought she was going to be the one holding her fellow blonde together not the other way around.
Quinn stands up to get her old guitar the one she learned to play while living with Puck. It was one of the things she left there when Mercedes asked her to move in with her sophomore year. She was kind of surprised her kept it after all this time. It was old and out of tune but he kept it that should mean something right? She was a little rusty but after a few minutes she got the hang of it again.
She smiled sweetly before she started singing, another thing she was rusty at. She can honestly say that she doesn't remember the last time she sang. Maybe it was at graduation or maybe it was a year ago but after the first note she realizes how much she missed it.
"I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel

I focus on the pain"
Brittany sits up straighter on the couch, she was dozing off listening to Quinn strum the guitar but the first note had her wide awake.
"The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything"
The blondes have a pained expression on their faces each lost in their own thoughts and pain. They forgot that they weren't the only person in the room. They each had to deal with the loss of family and friends. They both had to deal with the fact that it just be only the two of them left from Lima.
"What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away"
Quinn knew that it was her fault she was cut off from everyone, her mother. Beth and Shelby. Frannie. Santana. The rest of the Gleeks, she could've had more time if she didn't waste it on being emo.
"In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt
"I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair"
She could've repaired everything that was damaged, if she had allowed herself to try.
"Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here
"What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end"
Brittany sighs, everyone does go away and sometimes they don't come back. But she has to believe that Santana will and they'll find Beth because she loses that then there's nothing left for her to hold on to.
"And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt
"If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way"
Brittany smiles sadly clapping for her softly, "That was great Quinn."
Quinn smiles just as sadly putting the guitar on the floor, "Thanks that was one of my Dad's favorite songs." She swallows hard and blinks back her tears, "I guess I'm feeling a little nostalgic I guess. I hated him for so long but he's my Dad you know. I wish I got the chance to forgive him."
Brittany tucks her legs up to her chest, resting her chin on her knees, "Maybe in another life Quinn."
Quinn laughs harshly, "Another life. Another story but it's always going to stay the same for me. I'll be a disappointment to him no matter how hard I try to be perfect."
Brittany shaking her head snapping, "Enough with the damn pity party Quinn it's getting pretty damn old. We have enough stuff to deal with without me having to worry about you slitting your wrists in the middle of the night. I'm not saying that you don't have a legit reason to be all emo but so do I, I mean I lost my family too."
Quinn's mouth drops open, she's never heard Brittany's voice turn to steel like that before. It was odd not even back in high school she got that no nonsense tone. HBIC in hiding. She looks down her face flushing to a deep red practically purple, "Your right I'm sorry I was being selfish and I forgot that you have to be in pain too. I'm not going to off myself Britt-Britt, I still have some fight left in me. Besides I think you would kill me if I even thought about trying it."
The other girl nods petting the kitten that was rubbing up against her, "Damn straight Q I would totally kick your ass." She sighs, "I just feel so lost right now and I don't know how to get back. Most of the people in my life just took care of me and I allowed it but now I'm lost and I don't know what I'm doing."
Quinn scoots next to her and throws an arm around her shoulder, "I won't tell you want to do but I'll take care of you if you take care of me too."
The kitten gave the girls a fierce glare because they disturbed her sleepy time. She stretch her little body making sure that Quinn got a feel of her claws before she rearranged herself on the her lap, promptly falling back to sleep. Quinn was looking down laughing, "Excuse me princess, did I interrupt your beauty sleep?" The kitten opens one eye glaring before yawning, "Okay I guess I did. Hey did you figure out a name for her yet?"
Brittany scratches the kitten's ears, "Well not really how about Princess?" Quinn tilts her head letting the name roll around her head for a minute before nodding. Brittany smiles, "Princess it is then."
They smile at each other coming to a silent understanding. They need each other more now than in high school. More than Lima. They need each other to keep the other grounded and sane.
The girls jump to their feet when they hear the knob jiggle. They turn to stare at the door as they watch the knob turn slowly. Quinn scrambles over the couch looking around frantically for the gun. Brittany points to the kitchen remembering that she sat it down there after they got back. After what happened with Jewfro and the creepy couple she wanted to keep it within reach.
She pulls Brittany behind her moving to the center of the room. Hands shaking slightly as Quinn points the gun at the door. They stood frozen no sound other than the wild beating of their hearts. They held their breath waiting to see who was coming in as the door slowly opened.

A/N: I had this chapter done a long last week but my shoulder was hurt because of a minor car accident. So I'm sorry for taking so long to update this story but I hoped you liked it.
song used is 'Hurt' by Johnny Cash, I don't own this.
Guest stars James and Victoria- Twilight
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