Author's notes: Quinn, Rachel, and Santana belong to Glee. Cassie and Cora are my own characters.
Told from Cassie's POV
You start to come to, and notice the flashing blue and red lights reflected against the ceiling. You remember you're fleeing from the scene, but you're not sure why. Your eyes roam around the vehicle, and Quinn Fabray comes into focus. Her pretty face is outlined in the darkness, and her shiny blonde hair is still visible. You realize that you are laying down, and your knees are bent, resting on her side.
That's when you start to really wake up.
Turning your head, you glance and see that Santana is driving, and Rachel is in the passenger seat. Slow, calm music was playing softly from the car radio. Trying to take in your surroundings, you feel a pillow under your head, and cool leather seats beneath you.
The sound of sirens are fading, and you suddenly realize how fast you're going. The dark, empty scene outside the window leads you to believe you're on the highway.
Quinn notices you stirring, and turns to you. "Go back to sleep, Cass. It's all a bad dream," she sighs. But you know it isn't a dream. Still, you are fighting to stay awake; you begin to recall that your sister, or someone in the vehicle, drugged you.
"Cassie, Cora, take your Valium," Rachel says as she shoves a pill at you and your younger sister.
"Why?" you protest.
"Because you seem a little anxious," Rachel explains with an angelic smile.
"Okay, but why does Cora need to take one?" you raise an eyebrow.
Coraline began screaming, "I see him, I see him!"
"My point exactly," Rachel rolls her eyes.
You comply and take the pill, and a sip of the water bottle she was holding. She tells Cora to open her mouth, and sticks the pill inside. Cora takes a drink of water and begins staring off at the ceiling.
You try to think about why you're stuck in this car with your two sisters and two of your good friends, but you just cannot remember. Naturally, you try to recall as much as you can before you took that pill. You remember mom and dad weren't home, and Rachel was rummaging all through the house. In fact, you can't remember when you saw your parents last; they must be on vacation, you're guessing. With no parents, that must have meant Cora was lost mania, and you possibly were too.
There must have been a lot of tears, as there always is when Rachel is left to take care of both you and Coraline.
You remember after you took the Valium, Rachel began scattering things all over the house; pulling things out of closets and bedrooms and storage bins. You think she started packing bags, but by this point, everything had started to go fuzzy. You were tired. So you laid down; and that's all you remember.
Bringing your mind back to the car, you focus on the music that's softly playing from the radio. "If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?" You sigh, and Quinn notices that you seem irritated.
"Guys, change the song. It's gonna trigger her," Quinn's voice spoke softly. Santana complied, and changed to another slow station.
You continue stare at the ceiling as you drift in and out of sleep.
"Cassie, take your medicine."
"Cassie, did you take your medicine?"
"She needs to take her meds."
"Pull over; we have to wake them up."
"We need to do it now, or she'll be distraught."
"Rach, she's already distraught. You drugged her, for Christ's sake,"
You are shaken awake by your oldest sister sitting in the front seat.
"Babe, when was the last time you took your meds?" Her voice is soft, and flows smoothly from her mouth to your ears.
"Mmm," you try to make words, but nothing comes out.
"Shouldn't you be the one keeping track of that?" A groggy Quinn asks, lifting her head from the window.
Rachel scoffs at the blonde, and turns her attention back to you.
She raises an eyebrow, expecting a response. But you don't give her one, because you can't remember when you took your pills last, or anything else, for that matter.
Suddenly, you hear screaming from the seat behind yours.
"Help me help me! He's coming for me!" Cora is screaming and flailing around in the back seat.
"Cora, honey calm down. It's just a bad dream," Rachel nearly yells, although it's hardly an attempt to calm her.
"No! He's coming to get us!" She sat up, screaming. "Oh my god, oh my god!"
Rachel rolls her eyes, unbuckles her seat belt, and proceeds to climb to your row of seats. So you sit up, and lean towards Quinn, who puts her arm around you.
Rachel is now sitting between you and the pillow, digging through a bag on the floor. She pulls out a gallon sized plastic bag labeled "Cora" in permanent marker that contains her medication.
"Uh, shit. Which one is she supposed to take for delusions?" Rachel asks you, as the small girl behind you continues yelling.
You bring your hand to your head; why can't you remember anything?
"Again, shouldn't this be something you keep track of?" Quinn raises an eyebrow; her voice is still quiet. Rachel shakes her head in frustration.
"Thorazine," she mumbles. "Take one tablet daily or as needed when delusions occur," she reads through the darkness. Nodding her head, she reaches up and grabs a water bottle from the front seat cup holder. She opens the pill bottle and places one white tablet in her hand.
"Cora, baby, take this," she says, placing the pill in the younger girl's mouth. Cora grabs the water and takes a sip, and starts mumbling, "the rats are waking up, the rats are waking up."
"I know for a fact that she needs to take at least three more pills before she goes back to sleep," Quinn's voice rose through the tense air.
Coraline is muttering things to herself about how the rats are playing, or the demons are distracted. Rachel appears angry, and Quinn frustrated.
You finally feel like you've mustered up the ability to speak, so you ask, "what are we running from?"
Silence falls upon the car. So you rephrase it, in a more serious tone. "Rachel, what happened? Did we do something bad?"
"I-," your older sister tries to speak, but suddenly finds herself at a loss for words.
The blonde next to you sighs deeply, and the younger blonde behind you begins to get upset.
"I see him, I see him! He's on top of the car! He's gonna kill me! Somebody help!" she shrieks. Tears fall from her eyes, and she begins kicking as she screams.
Quinn quickly snatches Cora's bag of medicine from Rachel, and pulls out the bottles needed- Seroquel, Navane, Clozipine, and Lithium.
"Help me, he's coming for me!" Cora screams, and continues flailing her body around. You hate seeing your baby sister go through this.
Quinn is working fast to unscrew the bottles and pull a pill from each of them.
"Open up, sweetheart," she instructs kindly to your younger sister. Cora does as she is told, and Quinn places the four pills in her mouth all at once. Coraline takes a few drinks of water, and lays back in her seat. She continues crying softly.
A few minutes have passed.
"Where are we going?" you ask quietly.
"Wherever this road takes us," Santana said firmly.
You turn to your sister. "What happened?" You whisper so quietly that it was almost inaudible.
"We-" Rachel paused.
"Your sis-" Quinn interrupted.
"There-" Rachel cut her off.
"We were ang-"
"It wasn't supp-"
"You hel-"
It was a constant battle of Rachel and Quinn cutting each other off, both trying to offer the best explanation. Tension filled the air.
"There was a bit of a situation-" Rachel said quickly.
"We didn't mean to take it this far," Quinn shouted over the brunette.
"It was just-"
"Oh my God! We killed Quinn's family!" Santana spat, enraged and excited all at the same time.
The car falls silent.
Quinn leans over you, and reaches for the bag at Rachel's feet. She pulls out the baggie full of your medicine, and hands it to you.
Without even thinking, you forcefully throw the bag to the front seat.