A/N: I have no idea where this idea came from. It's like a the Breakfast Club except a natural disaster instead of detention. I'm thinking that this story will just be a few chapters but I'm not set in stone yet. Anyway I'd appreciate some reviews. Enjoy!

It was a typical day at William McKinley High School. Santana Lopez, Brittany Pierce, and Quinn Fabray were the last Cheerios in the locker room after a long practice lead by one Sue Sylvester who had been feeling particuarly viscuous today.

"You think this is hard? Just imagine how much time and effort Schuester must put into his hair every morning? That's hard!"

The three Cheerios talked non-chalantly about nothing in particular. Classes, cheering, idiot boys, and most importantly what a great shot they'd gotten in when they slushied Rachel Berry that morning.

"I think blue raspberry was perfect, that was a good call on your part Q," Santana said as she brushed out her damp hair after her shower.

"I know right?" Quinn smirked weakly. "I sware they keep that flavor at a colder temperature than the others."

The only one who didn't take part in the gloating conversation was Brittany. She may be the best of friends with the two girls but she didn't share their mean streak.

"You guys shouldn't be so mean to Rachel," she cut in.

"Why would be anything but mean to Manhands Brits?" asked Santana, all malice absent from her voice.

The sudden softening in Santana's demeanor when Brittany spoke up didn't go unnoticed by Quinn, for Quinn Fabray was many things but she certainly wasn't stupid. It was glaringly obvious that Santana had a soft spot for Brittany and Quinn was convinced that it ran further than friendship. Neither of them had outright admitted it but being that Santana was Santana Quinn never pushed it. Then again, Quinn didn't want to push it because a part of her didn't want it to be true. Not because she was homophobic, there were other reasons...

"Because Rachel's really nice and I like her and I know you and Q don't actually hate her," Brittany said.

Quinn silently cursed Brittany's perceptiveness when it came to people. She may not have a knack for academics but that girl could read people so well it actually creeped Quinn out at times.

"B just because you like her doesn't mean we do," Santana said too quickly.

"Yeah B," Quinn muttered.

"Fine then," Brittany snapped, causing both Quinn and Santana to whip their heads towards her. It was only once in a blue moon when Brittany showed anything that was even close to anger.

They two glanced at each other in confusion and worry as Brittany turned her back to them and dug through her locker to find her hoodie.

"B.." Santana finally said softly, placing a hand on Brittany's shoulder. "Don't be mad, please."

Quinn felt her stomach twisting at the pleading tone Santana had. Brittany whipped around to face the other two girls again.

"You two just need to stop being so mean," she insisted. "If you don't wanna admit that you actually like her fine but don't be so bad to her, she doesn't deserve it and you know it," Brittany directly at Santana before continuing. "I know for a fact you don't like being mean to her, you've told me."

Santana stared at her feet like a child that'd just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She was obviously feeling guilt and probably embarassment at having been called out in front of Quinn. Little did Santana know, Quinn was sharing the same guilt.

"Brit if it really bugs you that much we won't slushy her anymore, okay?" Quinn said as she stepped towards the girl who still wore an uncharacteristic scowl.

Santana mumbled her agreement before the three girls fell into an awkward silence, all of them contemplating the real reasons they acted the way the did towards Rachel Berry. Those thoughts quickly led to them thinking of the way they were with each other. Before they knew it, all of the girls were in their own minds confronting the things they had been working so hard not to confront.

Quinn was so overwhelmed she felt like she was going to faint if she kept her feelings to herself any longer. She inhaled sharply and was about to blurt it all out when she felt the room starting to shake.

The three girls were immediately torn from their thoughts and looked at each other in panic. They had never experienced anything like this before. The room was shaking, they heard rattling and crashes from outside the locker room; it sounded like the earth was growling at them. Before they could react they found themselves falling against the lockers, the rumbling having made it no longer possible to stay standing.

None of them knew what to do. They all had no choice but to stay seated and pray that whatever was happening would stop soon. They also didn't notice that someone else had managed to stumble into the locker room in the chaos of it all as well. The new fourth person soon found themselves falling against the lockers like the three girls had done seconds before.

Quinn gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, wishing she were closer to Santana and Brittany who had managed to grab each others hands from their places on the floor.

And then it all stopped.

Just as quickly as it had started it was over.

Quinn lifted her head and opened her eyes to surveil the room. The lights had gone off at some point and some ceiling tiles had fallen. Aside from that there was no visible damage seeing as there really wasn't anything in the locker room that could have shaken loose.

The second the shaking had stopped Santana had pulled a crying Brittany into her arms and let the blonde hide herself in her neck. Santana was trying to be the strong one but she too was terrified and needed the comfort just as badly.

Quinn stood up on shaky legs that could barely support her and started to walk towards her two friends when she tripped over something- no, someone.

She spun around when she regained her balance and was surprised to find a new person in the locker room.

"Rachel?" She all but whispered.

Rachel was sitting with her back to a locker, her hand covering a place on her forehead that judging by the blood running down her face had been cut open at some point.

"Holy shit Rach are you okay?" Quinn choked out as she crouched down to the brunette's level.

"You called me Rach," Rachel chuckled weakly. "I must have a really bad concussion if I actually heard that."

"No Rach I actually called you Rach," Quinn said as she gently pulled Rachel's hand from her head to inspect the damage.

Luckily it wasn't anything too bad, just a small gash. Nothing a couple of stitches wouldn't fix.

"Is it bad?" Rachel asked.

"No, you'll be okay," Quinn said sweetly as she grabbed a towel and dabbed at the cut.

"Woah, when the hell did Berry get here?" Santana asked as she finally looked around the room.

"I came in here because I figured it would be safest," Rachel said softly, still in a bit of a daze after whathad just happened. The fact that Quinn Fabray was being nice to her also made her feel a bit light headed.

"What even happened just now?" Santana asked, her voice clearly shaking. "Did we get friggin' bombed or something?"

"No Santana I believe that that was an earthquake," Rachel explained.

"Berry I'm no scientist but since when are there crazy bad earthquakes in Ohio?"

"I'm just as dumbfounded as you but that's all I can think of right now," Rachel answered as her eyes fell on Brittany who was still curled into Santana. "Is she okay?"

"She's just scared," Santana's voice cracked as she spoke.

As the room fell into silence again Quinn looked around at the three girls she was with. Everyone was clearly still in shock and Quinn felt terrible about the fact that they had had to experience something so terrifying. She was in no state to deny that these were the three people she couldn't stand knowing felt like this. Granted she tortured one of them on an almost daily basis but that's aside from the point.

"We should get out of here, find some more people," Quinn said as she pinched the bridge of her nose and stood up.

"Careful Quinn, I've heard all sorts of horror stories about fallen electrical wires and fires being started by earthquakes," Rachel said as Quinn walked towards the exit of the locker room.

Even though Rachel's words weren't the comforting things Quinn was dying to hear at the moment she couldn't find it in herself to snap back.

When Quinn reached the doors of the locker room she pushed against them, expecting them to swing open like any good doors should. Instead, she ended up slamming face first into them. She rubbed her nose as her eyes watered, and once the pain died down she tried to push against them again.

They weren't budging.

But Quinn kept trying. She pushed harder and harder and even went so far as to try to kick the but still nothing. She took self deep breaths in an attempt to compose herself and avoid panicking but found that it wasn't really working. She fisted the hair at the back of her head as she walked back to where the other girls were still sitting.

"They aren't opening," Quinn stammered.

"What aren't opening Quinn?" Santana asked, her voice betraying the fear she felt the second she heard those words.

"The doors. Aren't. Opening," Quinn answered as she gritted her teeth and began pacing the floor.

Santana whispered something to Brittany who nodded and released the latina who got up and walked towards Quinn.

"Berry stay with Brit will ya?" she asked. Rachel nodded and scooted towards Brittany who immediately latched onto the smaller girl. Santana grabbed Quinn's hand and pulled her towards the doors and away from the girls.

"Quinn calm down," Santana said, trying to keep Brittany from hearing (and Rachel too, not that Santana wanted to admit that).

"Calm down?" Quinn laughed. "You want me to calm down? Santana we are trapped in here! There's just been an earthquake and I'm not earthquake expert or whatever the hell they're called but I'm pretty sure that was a pretty big one!"

Quinn's words just made Santana even more scared, but she tried to be strong and not show it. Instead of panicking openly right along with Quinn, she grabbed the blonde's shoulders and looked her in the eyes.

"Quinn, just calm down and we can try to get the doors open together. Maybe one person just wasn't enough to open them," Santana said, though she didn't believe what she was saying.

Quinn just nodded.

The two girls turned towards the doors and with a quick glance and a nod at each other, they both slammed against the doors.

"Fuck!" Santana hissed as she rubbed her shoulder.

"Again!" Quinn insisted.

The two slammed against the doors five more times and called it quits seeing as they hadn't gotten it to budge in the slightest.

"See Santana!" Quinn said frantically. "We are trapped. Who knows what kind of damage has been done out there? For all we know the entire school is collapsed around us and we're totally buried! Earthquakes aren't supposed to happen in Ohio, these buildings aren't built to withstand earthquakes which means we are completely fucked."

"Shut up Quinn!" Santana found herself pleading. She didn't want to listen to Quinn's assessment of the situation anymore because quite frankly the blonde was voicing all the fears that the latina was thinking.

Before Santana knew it Quinn had her arms wrapped around Santana's neck and was sobbing into her shoulder.

"Tell me it's gonna be okay," Quinn pleaded quietly.

It killed Santana to hear how broken her usually strong friend sounded.

"It's gonna be okay," Santana whispered, half to comort Quinn and half to try and convice herself.

"How long do you think we'll be here?" Quinn asked as her tears started to stop.

"I don't know," Santana admitted. "I just don't, but we should get back to Rach and B."

Quinn smiled despite herself.

"So you're calling her Rach now too?"

"Something about being caught in such a perilous situation makes me feel much less like being a bitch and more like being honest," Santana said with a weak smile.

Quinn smiled back and wiped her tears as the two walked back to the lockers where Brittany and Rachel were still sitting on the floor.

Brittany was wrapped up in Rachel's arms while Rachel appeared to be singing softly to the blonde in an attempt to soothe her nerves. Santana and Quinn were both relieved to see that Brittany looked much less on edge now.

"What were your findings?" Rachel asked once she noticed that the two girls had returned.

"Don't panic or anything but I'm pretty sure something's blocking the doors because they aren't opening," Santana answered.

Brittany whimpered and Santana immediately took sat back down and pulled the blonde into her arms. Rachel appeared reluctant but let her hold on Brittany go and turned to Quinn.

"Sit with me?" she asked Quinn, who just nodded and silently took a seat next to Rachel.

Quinn tried to restrain herself but decided that now was not the time to keep up appearances and found herself wrapping her arms around Rachel in an attempt to comfort the brunette as much as herself.

"Well this is a nice change," Rachel joked weakly as she let her head rest against Quinn's chest.

"Hmm?"

"I mean once I realized it was you three who were in here I was afraid I'd be in the corner by myself or something," Rachel explained. "I much prefer this though."

"Me too," Quinn said before she could stop herself. Rachel was, of couse, very intruiged by Quinn's response but decided against questioning it for the time being. Before the four girls knew it they were drifting off to sleep, simply exhausted by everything that had just happened.