AN:

First story I wrote for this fandom. Any suggestions are welcome, reviews always. Might be long or not. I honestly have no idea where I am gonna take this story. I just love the idea I had in my mind all week long.A little warning I am writing this kind of blindly because I have no idea how the train system worked in the 1950s in the UK to be honest. And the characters might be OOC….Please forgive me. Hope not too much.

So without further ado. THE STORY:

Chapter 1

October 15th 1940 Liverpool

The train station was crowded as usual. Not that she minded, because if the platform was as crowded as it was, no one would bother her and mind their own business. "At least I don´t have to talk to some stranger this way." Quinn thought. She stood on Platform 5 and waited for the train to London from Liverpool. She really didn´t want to talk to anyone. IT was war, everyone tried to leave London she tried to enter it. Which was madness. The Krauts were a real threat and dangerous. But she also knew that not every german was a bad person and evil. The train came to a halt screeching, she didn´t like the sound at all. Not that she actually wanted to go back to London at all. The life there for her was, to say it nice, numb. And boring, it was missing something and she had no idea what it was. Quinn entered the carriage and was surprised it was empty. Save for a brunette, humming a song and wearing an owl sweater. As Quinn sat down as far as she could from the brunette wearing the owl sweater and round glasses, she let out a breath. Because finally she was alone. As much as she loved to be surrounded by people, she absolutely hated to talk to strangers. And she shouldn´t talk to them at all. Quinn was lost in her thoughts when she felt someone nudge here. "Can I sit here? I don´t like to sit alone. And I want to talk to you. You seem lonely, sitting here alone." the brunette said. "By the way the name is Rachel Berry." the brunette introduced herself. "Great, and here I thought about having peace on the train ride. What do I do now? Denying would be too rude." Quinn thought and sighed. "On the other hand how bad can it be?" she mused. "Of course you can sit here. I might not be that fun to chat with to be honest. Either way, sit down. The train will leave soon. My name is Quinn Wi- Fabray by the way." Quinn smiled politely at Rachel. Before Rachel could answer the train started to leave Edinburgh and Rachel sat down.

15 minutes into the train ride regretted her decision. Simply because Rachel Berry didn´t stop talking. So far she has told that she was going to school in London and going to be a big West End star, her dog, her cat, her father and his roommate and her horse. And that she planned on getting a kangaroo. "Rachel do you own the London Zoo or did they move the animals from the menagerie of the Tower of London simply into your room?" Quinn asked, because she never heard a person talked that much. Rachel looked at Quinn and smiled. "No, as you might have figured out by now I wasn´t born when they moved the menagerie. Which happens to be the London Zoo. I simply was trying to explain the importance of having animals as more than a pet around you." Rachel said with a smile. " Quinn shook her head and smiled amused. "As if I don´t know these things by heart." she thought. "So tell me, Rachel, how did you end up on a train from Liverpool to London? What were you doing there? Doesn´t sound the usual place to look for a musical or music at all?" Rachel shook her head and looked at Quinn "I don´t want to talk about what I was doing in Liverpool to be honest. It´s just too personal. And hurtful. I…I…" she looked down at her folded hands laying on her lap. "Rachel, it´s okay. We have have things we don´t want to talk about. If you don´t want to talk about it, then don´t. Simple as that." Quinn smiled at her and squeezed her hand. Rachel nodded and looked out of the window. "Thanks Quinn." she smiled "Ever been to the West End and watched a musical? Or a play?" Quinn shook her head "No, I haven´t Rachel. Even though I always wanted to. But it just never happened. Maybe I will come when you open your own show one day." Quinn smiled "If I am not already Que-" The train shook and Quinn was taken out of her thought abruptly. They heard a loud crash that seemed to come closer and closer. "Quinn, are the carriages in front of this one crashed or what is happening? Before Quinn could say something she took Rachel by the hand and began to run into the other compartment of the train. It wash´t empty, but not full either. Next thing Quinn saw was that the carriage itself was falling off the tracks and crashed with a tree. No one in this carriage was hurt but Quinn saw that the carriage was squeezed like an accordion and that thy were lucky enough to have left the compartment they were originally in.

When everyone left the carriage they looked around and it was chaos. Everywhere hurt people, some with only a few scratches, some were missing limbs. "What happened?" Rachel asked looking around and looking terrified. "I don´t know, Rachel. Maybe sabotage? A bomb. I don´t know." Quinn was looking around and saw some people were´t moving anymore. "Dead, I wish these are the only dead people" she thought. She cringed at the sight in front of her. She was startled when Rachel snapped her fingers in front of her eyes. "Quinn, are you alright? Are you feeling alright? You were gone for a few minutes staring." Rachel asked. Quinn now realized she was still holding her hand, which she let go of immediately "How good are you in first aid, Rachel? Or can you help me trying to to help the hurt people? Or at least get some organized mess into this chaos?" Rachel nodded "I can help you, at least till the firefighters, doctors and nurses come." And without any more words they started to help the people. They didn´t see or hear them arrive. Neither they saw the press photography who took photo´s of the crash site and of them.

Two hours after the crash and 3 after the arrival of the emergency services, everyone was exhausted. It causes 7 dead people and over 56 injured. Most of them soldiers. But a few were elders and children. Quinn looked up and saw a Rolls Royce with the royal banner arriving. She sighed and looked at Rachel. "Rachel, can I talk to you for a second in private?" Rachel nodded and followed Quinn to somewhere they could talk in private without anyone eavesdropping. "I wanted to ask you if you want me to take to you back to London? I just saw someone with a car arriving that I know. He will drive us back. I guess he heard about the accident and drove here to see if I was in one piece since he knew I would be on the train." she said. "That would be wonderful, Quinn. But why you wanted to tell me that in private?" Before Quinn could answer, she was interrupted by a woman. Rachel looked at the woman with an open mouth, which she closed immediately and made a curtsey. "My majesty, Queen Anne, a pleasure to meet you. Even though the circumstances are devastating." Quinn looked down onto the floor, not looking at Rachel at all. The woman, the Queen, didn´t even bother acknowledging Rachel, which made Quinn angry. "Quinn, what were you thinking? Taking a public train? Will you ever take any responsibility? You are the crown princess, for god´s sake, you are meant to rule this country one day." she almost yelled not bothering that Rachel still stood there listening. "Mother, I know what I do. And isn´t it enough that people died today? As far as I know this, till now, is the worst train crash that ever happened in all of England. And if it would´t have been for Rachel here there would have been more dead people. Not just injured, Mother, dead. These soldiers were the target, not me." Quinn hissed. "I think the least we can do now and pray for these people and the families of the dead. And thank Rachel here that we take her back to London with us in our car." Quinn took subconsciously Rachel´s hand when she finished. "Well, well, since she seems to have saved a lot of lives today, civil and Forces, we take her back to London and make sure she arrives home safe. We leave immediately. Come, Quinn." Rachel and Quinn followed the Queen silently to the car. It was already dark. Once they all in the Rolls Royce with the royal banner they heard the engine of the car start and the car move away from the crash. Quinn felt bad for leaving those people behind. She wanted to stay and help the injured. And dead people, she would never forget the sight of the dead soldiers. She realized they were her age, seventeen years old maybe eighteen, about to leave the country to fight for her mother the queen and England. To protect their families from the Krauts. Yet, they died in a train crash. Quinn looked at Rachel. "Are you feeling well? Are you feeling alright? I have to apologize. But-" Rachel looked up and at her, Quinn saw a smile on her face. "Non sense, I would´t tell that anyone either if I would be a crown princess. Imagine how dangerous that would be. And my majesty, if I may speak to you?" Rachel looked at the Queen, who nodded. "If your daughter would´t have been in the train today I would have died. And a lot of other people too. She saved a lot of lives today by mending their wounds." The Queen only looked at Rachel saying nothing. The rest of the car drive to London was silent. Quinn thought it was over too soon, since she wouldn´t be able to see Rachel again after this. She really would have liked her as a friend. The Rolls Royce stopped in front of a house in Westminster. It was a broke down place with shady windows and a dirty door. Quinn looked at Rachel and then her mother. "I will go up with Rachel and explain everything to her father. Send me a car, one that does´t stand out so much, in a few hours." the Queen looked at Quinn "And what makes you think I am going to let you go? Qui-" Quinn didn´t even let her finish her sentence and left the car. "Mother, you might want to leave. Before you get too much attention."

Quinn and Rachel walked to the house. They heard the Rolls Royce leave. Rachel turned around towards Quinn and looked her into her eyes. "You really want to come upstairs with me and tell my father that I was almost killed in a train crash?" she asked. "Yes, the sooner they know, the better it is. Imagine their shock when they read it in the newspaper. They would be shocked. I want them to know that you were always save." Rachel nodded and opened the door. Everything was dark, no one was awake. "You really want the- him to wake up and tell them? Quinn, you look exhausted. Please sleep first. You can sleep in my room, I sleep on the couch." she said. Quinn sighed "I will only be here a few hours, remember? But knowing my mother, she will not sent someone over to fetch me till tomorrow evening. And going alone to Buckingham Palace is too dangerous. So you are stuck with me." Rachel smiled at Quinn "I am stuck with the crown princess of England? Oh, what a burden." Quinn hit her lightly on her arm. "Oh sod off, Berry." They walked to Rachel´s room and Quinn dashed. Because she has never been to a commoners room. There was a gramophone in one corner and a desk in the other. Rachel walked to her bed and sat down on it. "Quinn? Why were you on the train? Or is this top secret?" she asked "I was visiting a friend in Liverpool. Or a friend of my mother better said. Rachel? Can you please not tell anyone about today? I had these few trips to Liverpool each year and if people knew they would be cancelled. It was the only time I felt close to my people." Quinn admitted silently, hoping Rachel hash´t heard the last part. "You really should be proud of yourself, Quinn. You are more than that. And today simply proof that." she said and smiled at Quinn. "But for now, my majesty, we have to get some rest." Quinn looked at Rachel confused. "And where should I sleep, Rachel? I mean the couch is fine for me." she said "And shock my father in the morning when he wants to drink his coffee? No way, you sleep in my bed. I sleep on the couch!" "Rachel! This is your house and I am the guest. You sleep in your bed and me on the couch!" "Then we both sleep in my bed, Principesa!" Quinn looked slightly shocked at Rachel. "Can you repeat that please?" "We sleep in one bed, Quinn. Not a big deal. Come mon. Your eyes are hardly open anymore. Just lay down with me." Before Quinn could protest she was already on the bed and fell asleep.