Summary : Santana is on her way out of her house after witnessing that her wife was having an affair in the beginning of a zombie apocalypse when she found a little girl alone in her house, then she took her with her since then.
"Hijo de puta! She even had the nerve to bring that prick to our house and sleeping with him there. Fuck!" Santana groaned as she drove away alone.
She's so frustrated, she punched her wheel in front of her as if it was the images of those people she just seen while ago.
"I should've just kill them." She muttered and looking away outside the window, remembering what her wife just did.
Flashback
Santana just got to her office from the crime scene with her partners, "Hey boys, I think I'm gonna take a day off. I don't feel good. Just call me if anything came up with case." She told him.
"Alright, I'll tell the captain later. Take care Lopez , feel better soon and will do boss." Mike said as Santana nodded her head.
"Call us if you need back up, alright!" Puck shouted.
"Will do. Thanks guys. I'll see you later." And with that she made her way home.
After twenty minutes on the road, she finally reached her house. As she pulled her car in the driveway she went inside the house.
"Mmm yes baby! Harder please yess... god yes just like that deeper..." She heard her wife, and found herself smirking as she thought that her wife was having a dirty wet dream or better yet playing with herself.
So she made her way to the bedroom and surprise her wife.
"Yeah baby... take that don't you fucking love my dick honey? Mmm so tight..." a voice said. Santana found herself dumbfounded as she heard that voice.
"Oh she better not doing what I think she's doing." She muttered to herself and ran upstairs.
She opened the door and frozen when she saw her wife laying on the bed getting fucked by a man.
"What the fuck!" She yelled and her wife's eyes widened and pulled herself from the man. The man just stared at her not knowing what to do. Santana then made her way to the man and pushed him hard, "You bastard! What the hell are you doing? Fucking my wife in my own fucking house." Santana screamed as she punched the guy over and over.
Her wife was staring at her, "Santana please baby, I can explain." She tried to pull her away from the man but Santana pushed her away and continued to assault the man. "Get the fuck out of here before I end you! And if I ever see you again I will kill you! Remember that I... Will... Kill... You..." She threatened as the man gulped, gathering his stuff and ran away out of the house.
Santana then turned around to see her wife once the man was nowhere to be seen.
"What the fuck Alana?" She said quiet yet dangerously.
Alana is sobbing looking at her wife. "I can explain, please baby hear me out." She tried again.
"Save it... How could you? after all this time, after all we've been through and that was actually nothing for you." Santana told her and made her way outside, she need to get away from there before she do anything she regret.
"Santana please! I'll do anything.. I'm sorry! We can fix this baby, I know we can please don't leave me."
That stopped the latina, "I'm going to take a break for I don't know some time and when I get back here I want you gone." She told her without looking back and walked away.
End of Flashback
"Fuck!" Santana yelled once again through her sob. She need to get away from there so then she decided she need to get to her hometown in Lima. She decided just to get there driving so she could take her mind away as she driving away from there.
The road was quiet empty, only two or three cars are on the road so she didn't take much attention. So she took her phone out and dialed Mike's number. "This is me, I need you to tell the captain that I need to take days off, I don't know for how long yet but I'm going to see my parents." She said through the phone.
But before Mike could answer, she dropped her phone. Santana sighed and bend down to get her phone. "Sorry Mike –" She started and then...
"What the –" Santana cried out before she couldn't tell what was on the road, she dropped her phone once more and trying to control her wheel and...
CRASH
"Fuck!" And then she saw nothing but darkness.
"Oh man... What the hell... Where am I? Am I dead? Am I alive?" Santana muttered after a while feeling herself slowly woken up as she feel all her body was like crashed in pieces.
She looked around and saw hat she was in the middle of nowhere. There was aot of trees, she figured that she's in some of mountain side or woods or something. She looked around and saw nobody to help. She then realized that she was trapped in her car. "Great! Just fucking great! Now I don't even know where the hell I am!" She groaned frustrated, running her hand to her hair and stopped because of the pain from her own hand.
She opened the door slowly, carefully not to hurt herself more. She got out of the car and looked around. "Hello!" She called out, again and again and nothing seems to come or heard her. She then took her phone out, "Shit!" She hissed as she saw her phone was nothing but piece of garbage now because of the crash. "Oh come the fuck on!" She grunted and threw her phone away in frustration. She cursed herself not taking her radio with her when she needed it.
She then started to walk in hope meeting someone for her. Then she heard footstep approaching her and turn around and saw a man walking towards her direction, she was so thankful that somebody was actually there.
"Hey! Thank god, I need some help please, my car just crashed and – and I don't know where to go." She said but the man seems not doing anything. "Hey can you hear me? Can I at least use your phone please?" She tried again.
As the man stepped closer, she took a step back as she heard a roar from the man, "Hey? You okay man?" But she was cutted as the man attacked her and tried to get her neck. Santana was in shock and pushed the man away. "What the fuck is your problem bitch?" She asked once again but the man tried to attack her again. She then saw him better now as he was so close, she noticed that the man had several injuries on his body, fortunately she always bring her gun with her everywhere, so she raised the gun in hope that the guy would back off her. "Hey back off! Police!" She tried reasoning with him as she showed him her badge.
The guy didn't seem to affected by that and trying to attack her once again, she then shot a fire on his feet making the guy fall on the ground but that didn't stop him from trying to get at her. Santana was shocked at the sudden attack but then again take a look at the guy as the guy making a sound like a roar so she takes another shot straight to the guy's head and with that the guy dropped dead on the ground.
"What the hell was that?" She asked herself out loud. Then she heard more footsteps, she turned around and saw bunch of people just like this guy making their ways to her direction, so she ran to avoid those people. "Holly shit, was that real?" She muttered and looked back and saw they were now running after her, so she ran faster and found a house and climbed up to the house.
She sighed in relief as she saw that those people no longer following her. She then find herself in someone's yard.
She looked around, "Hello? Anybody here? I'm a cop. Hello? Show yourself if you can hear me please." She called for anyone but nothing or no one came out.
Santana sighed and saw a tree house, she then walked closer to the tree house and saw something moving inside. "Hello? Come out here. I'm a cop. If someone up there please show yourself." She called again but again nothing. She wanted to climb up there but there is no ladder.
Santana thought she must be saw things now, so she started to walk away and then stopped when she heard something behind her.
"Are you really a cop?" She heard a voice asking quietly, the voice belong to a little girl she thought, and then she turned around and saw a little on the tree house look scared so she smiled, "Yes I am." She answered, "You're not lying right? Because there was this man before –" She was cutted as the little girl gasped in shock and Santana felt something grabbed her from behind. "What the –" She started and saw that a girl was trying to attack her so she took her gun and shot right through the girl's thick skull.
"Jesus Christ, what the hell is going on?" She muttered and looked back to the little girl. The girl seems scared than before because of what she just saw.
"Did – did you kill it?" she asked quietly. "I think so..." Santana replied. "Sometimes they got back." The girl said as a single tear dropped on her face. "Hey, it's okay. I think I've got it. Yes I'm a cop. My name is Detective Santana Lopez." Santana said gently calming the little girl up.
"Oh okay, I'm – I'm Rachel." She said shyly and throwing the ladder down so Santana could climb up even with her injury arms that would be a little hard.
"Thanks." She said and made her way up the tree house. 'Smart,' Santana thought. 'Hiding on the tree house so those creeps couldn't get her.'
"So Rachel, where is your parents?" Santana asked.
The girl's eyes suddenly filled with the tears as if the girl was trying to hold her tears. "I – I don't know. They told me that they are going to New York for a meeting or something last week. And – and they left me with Harmony, she's the one that watching me while they're gone." Rachel answered.
"And where is Harmony?"
"She – she's the one that attacked you just then. I – I don't know what's going on. But I want my parents to come home now." She said as she let out another sob that break Santana to hear a little girl crying like that.
"Shhh... I'm going to take care of you until your parents back alright. There is no way I'm letting you alone by yourself." Santana told her. Rachel nodded her head. "Is New York that far away? Because I'm – I'm scared and those people tried to get me and –" She said throught her sobs. Santana pulled the girl in a hug, "Shhh... It's okay honey. I'm here I won't let those people get you or anything okay?" Santana said as she rubbed the girl's back calming her. "O – okay. Thank you Detective." Rachel said.
"It's Santana. How old are you?"
"Okay Santana. I'm seven." Rachel answered smiling proudly. "How old are you?" She asked back curiously, Santana chuckled at the little girl. "I'm 28 honey. Rachel, do you have a phone that I could use to call my station?" Santana asked.
"No. I just have these walkie talkies that I used to use with my dad. But we have a phone in the house. But don't get in there. It – it scary in there." Rachel answered.
"It's okay munchkin, I have my gun remember. I'll be fine, I just need to make a call." Santana said, standing up and climb down the tree house. Rachel followed behind. Santana stopped and turned around to Rachel, "Hey, how about you stay up there while I'm going in?" She asked gently. "But – but what if something happen there. If I'm going there with you, I – I can help." Rachel answered looking down at her shoe. Santana smiled at the adorable's little girl in front of her. "I'll be okay sweety, I don't want you to see anything bad that in the house, so just wait for me up there okay. I'll be right back before you know it." Santana told her and kissed the girl on her forehead.
Rachel nodded and climbed back up.
Santana turned back to the house after seeing that Rachel was safe up there, she sighed and take a deep breath and make her way but stopped. "Oh and Santana..." Rachel called.
"Yes?" She turned around. "I – I have one of my walkie talkie on the counter, can – can you get it so I can talk to you?" She asked nervously.
"Of course Rach. Be right back." She said and made her way to the house.
"Hello?" Santana called out as she stepped inside the house. She looked around the house and found the house was dark and empty. She glanced to the kitchen and found a pond of blood. Santana sighed. "Jesus." She muttered and began to explore the kitchen and found a glass of water. "Thank god." Mumbled Santana as she drank and began to look for Rachel's walkie talkie and finally found one. She took and put it on her pocket and search for some more.
She walked out of the kitchen and found the phone. She noticed that they had few voice – mails so she pressed on it.
"Message number one, left on Monday 7:20 PM. Harmony... sorry all the flights were delayed and we got a little accident up here. Can you please watch Rachel till we get back? Yes I know that we just asking for a week but there are some crazy people up here and we couldn't get to the plain and get home. Thank you honey!" Santana frowned, that must be Rachel's mom' she thought as she kept searching around the house.
"Message number two left on Tuesday 9:50 AM. Oh thank god we finally reached you. I'm sorry but Jason just get attacked by some crazy man on the airport, they still stalling us here. I don't know what is going on but we'll be there as soon as posible please keep Rachel safe, I need to go." Santana started to worried hearing the messages but she could only hope that they didn't get hurt for Rachel's sake.
"Message number three left on Yesterday 8:15 PM. Harmony... please take her somewhere there is chaos here, please tell me you and Rachel are alright. Oh no... Rachel... call the police honey it's 9... 1... 1... we love you... we love you... –" Santana could only stare at the phone as she heard the same voices that she heard back on the woods earlier. "Shit!" She muttered looking back at the tree house, Rachel waved at her and Santana smiled and waved back at the tiny brunette.
She picked the phone quickly and dialed Mike's number. "Mike! Thank god! Mike what the hell is going on?" She talked in rush as Mike answered the phone.
"Santana! Thank god you're fine! I heard the crash yesterday. You okay? And – and I don't know I just kept hearing people was busy calling 911 for help. It's been like chaos up here in precinct. Where the hell are you?" Mike asked.
"I don't know what's going on Mike. But I saw them – I saw those – those I don't they were attacking me and I'm in this little girl's home. She's alone here, thank god I found her before any of those creeps got her. Come pick me up man. I had no idea what's going on. I had to shoot two of them already and I don't have enough bullets with me."
"Whoa slow down Lopez. Give me the address. I'll be there and you actually killed them? Shit Lopez I saw them. I'm on my way home pretty sick, what the fuck!" Mike screamed.
"MIKE! What the hell Mike?! Come on talk to me Chang!" Santana yelled at the phone.
"So – Sorry Santana I just saw sick fucks on the road."
"I'm near the 67 miles high way. I have this walkie talkie with me just turn on your radio okay. Because I don't have my phone with me. Stay safe Chang..." Santana told him.
"Yeah. I'm on my way San. You too. I'll see you soon." And with that the line off between them.
Santana took a bottle of water and some snacks from the house and head outside, then she stopped and saw a knife so she took it and stepped outside back to the tree house with Rachel.
"Santana!" Rachel said and gave her a hug as she reached the top of the tree house. "Hey I told you I'll be back right? Oh, here your talkie..." She said handing her the walkie talkie.
Rachel shook her head. "No, I have mine you should take that so when I can always talk to you." Rachel said so Santana took it back.
"Smart..." Santana praised. "Oh and here eat something..." She said giving the girl the water and snacks.
"Thank you..." Rachel said and took them and start eating it.
Santana could only pray that her parents are okay. But she doubted it after the last message on the voicemail. "Rachel, my friend is on his way you're going with us when he's here okay?" Santana asked the girl.
"I – I don't know." Rachel answered unsure... "What – what if my parents come home and I'm not here?" She asked quietly.
Santana sighed. "How about we just going to find a safe place that near here so that way your parents still could find us. I'm not leaving you alone honey." Santana told her gently.
"O – okay. And I've got my walkie talkie in case they tried to find us." Rachel answered.
"Okay. If you're finished just get some sleep Rach. I'll be here and waiting for my partner." She said kissing her on the forehead.
Rachel nodded and lay her head on Santana's lap as she tried to sleep.
Santana sighed, not knowing if she should tell the little girl about her parents.
"Come on Mike." She mutered as she turned the radio on. No signal... Santana frowns, "Come on Chang... Where the hell are you..." She said to herself as she waited for her friend.
After few more minutes. Her radio buzzed... "Chang! Thank god... where the hell are you?" Santana asked. "Lopez. I'm in the neighborhood now.. where are you? Oh and I'm with Puck he wanted to tag along."
"Okay great. Second house from the corner. I think it's number 35." Santana answered.
"Alright... I saw the house... fuck what the hell happened on this neighborhood.. you should've seen this Santana." Mike muttered.
"Man... I can't believe my eyes right now." Santana heard Puck said from behind.
"We're on the back yard Mike. Come on hurry up guys... the one with the tree house." Santana said.
"Okay, I saw the house number 35 right? Alright be right there. Let's go Puck."
With that Santana heard Car's engine, she sighed in relief and heard footsteps. Then there she saw Mike and Puck walking towards the tree house with their guns on their hands. "Thank God." Santana muttered and got out of the tree house and put the ladder down.
Santana's eyes widened as she saw another sick bastard behind her bestfriend. "Behind you!" She screamed, thankfully that Santana was in time so Puck just got the right time blowing his gun to the bastard's head. Santana sighed in relief.
"Come on Lopez. We need to go now." Puck shouted as they looked around, getting ready for another attack.
"In a minute!" Santana shouted and went back inside the tree house.
"Rachel... Rachel... come on wake up we need to go..." Santana said as she shook the girl's waking her up. And then Rachel woke up confused. But Santana dragged her with her. "Come on. we have to go!" Mike shouted as the saw a lot of them was coming their way.
"Fuck!" Puck cursed wide eyes.
Finally the two girls came down and they ran to the car blowing the walkers heads on the process.
"Come on!" Santana shouted as they made their way into the car.
"Man... that was sick!" Puck shouted as they drove away from the neighborhood. Santana sighed in relief glancing at Rachel as the little girl looked at the walkers that trying to follow the car while Mike driving with next to him.
To be continued...
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