Summary: The story continues as Quinn has yet another strange experience and she has still not found out what happened to Rachel.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my ideas.
Chapter 2 - Thrall
"Santana, are you fucking with me?" Quinn skipped all niceties once she had the girl on the phone.
"Well I did have plans that involved fucking, but no I don't believe fucking with you was on my schedule for today."
"Can it S. The last thing I clearly remember was you calling me about Rachel. Then I see a strange note on my bed about how I taste – "
"I'd guess like peaches and cream, but that's just my personal opinion." Santana sounded bored and mildly amused with the entire conversation. "I'm still not sure why you're calling me with all sorts of accusations. Did you at least manage to get in touch with Berry?"
Quinn's brows furrowed together as she tried to remember how she had gotten distracted from that goal the night before. Did she ever manage to get in contact with her? Did she ever go out and try to find her? It seemed like the more she tried to remember last night the harder it was to grasp any kind of solid details. Santana's voice made it's way through the thick fog of Quinn's mind.
"Hello, Earth to Lucy Q!"
"Don't call me that. I'm gonna have to call you back S."
"Sure, at your earliest convenience. It's not like I have a life or anything."
Quinn smiled and rolled her eyes at her phone. "Thanks San. Love ya." She ended the call and sat on her bed. Quinn could only assume that she fell asleep the night before without getting in touch with Berry. She would ignore the note for now, simply because she had no explanation for that. It was easy to push something to the back of her mind if she didn't know what it was she was trying to ignore. Somehow the problem of Rachel wouldn't go away as easily.
Quinn checked the time. It was four in the afternoon now. She would try to pack up her stuff for the next few hours and then once again focus her attention on the problem that was Rachel. "Rachel Barbara Berry, what is going on with you?"
She was in a dark room. There were candles of varying shapes and sizes on every available surface. The moonlight shone through a lone window high on the wall.
"There's no way for this to end well Quinn."
Quinn spun around to face the direction the voice had come from. There was Rachel, right in front of her. She looked different and yet so familiar. Her dark hair fell long and straight around her petite frame and her deep brown eyes seemed to bore into Quinn's soul. She was wearing a black slip of a dress that clung to her tiny body and had on a pair of heels that put her at about Quinn's height. Quinn looked down at herself and saw that she was barefoot and wearing an ivory nightgown. She frowned as she tried to remember if she had been wearing this moments ago.
"Rachel what's going on?"
Rachel smiled and held out her hand. "Take a walk with me Quinn."
Something about the way Rachel said her name brought to mind nebulous images of Rachel pressed against her and heated kisses along her throat. Quinn took the smaller hand in her own, noting how soft and cool it felt against her skin.
Somehow they were outdoors now. The moon was full and bright and it's light reflected off of the still waters of the lake. Quinn could feel the grass between her toes and the summer breeze against her exposed skin. Rachel stopped and leaned against a tree, pulling Quinn in close to her. Quinn looked deep into the other girl's eyes and had the impression of falling down a well and drowning.
"I'm sure you know how incredibly beautiful you are Quinn." Rachel swiftly moved so that Quinn had her back pressed against the tree. "You're actually a treat for all of the senses." Quinn swore she could feel Rachel everywhere on her body. Her palm firm on her breasts, fingers feather soft down her arms and over her hips. "Oh, and you taste amazing."
Quinn thought back on the note briefly before being distracted by Rachel again. "Ah, ah, ah Quinnie. Rachel bit her lip as she held Quinn's gaze. "Just stay focused on the here and now, okay?" Quinn once again found herself spellbound by Rachel's bottomless, dark eyes. "Now as I was saying, the problem is that I've thought about this situation in every which way and it seems that however I turn this, there is no way for this to end well. I find myself lacking self control around you, and I'm young so I'm already low on that front. A part of me wants you to be free to live your life to the fullest." Rachel pressed herself even closer causing Quinn's body to heat up and her pulse to beat erratically. "But another part of me is very selfish, and I just want you to be mine. I could easily feast on you indefinitely. You're like a drug and I'm completely hooked." Quinn allowed her head to fall back and her eyes to drift closed. "So where does that leave us Quinn?" Before she knew it Rachel's lips were on her neck. She remembered this feeling, the quick sharp bite that should have hurt but instead sent her body into overdrive. In no time the world went dark and blurry around the edges and she was gliding away from this reality into the twilight.
"Fuck!"
Quinn still felt as if she were half asleep, but she was already used to this. She looked to the other side of her bed and sure enough there was a note waiting for her.
It's possible that not everything that's lost needs to be found.
P.S. You still taste amazing and you're beyond irresistible.
Quinn closed her eyes. This was getting ridiculous. If it weren't for the notes these would seem like the strangest of dreams. As it was there was no way to describe whatever was happening to her. Once again she couldn't fully recall what happened and same as before her body felt slightly more sensitive. She groggily got up and walked over to the mirror. She examined herself carefully, tilting her head at various angles. She brought her hand to a spot on her neck that felt tender, but the skin there was completely unmarred. She looked at the time and saw that hours had gone by yet again and it was now eight at night. She sat back down on her bed and grabbed her phone.
"Hey Fabray. What's up now?"
"San, I need to talk."
So basically as one of my reviewers pointed out it isn't a mystery because we should all know Rachel is a Vamp. Now how long before Quinn realizes it too? Thanks for the reviews and any and all ideas and suggestions are welcome. I'm currently finishing up Chapter 3, so we'll see where my mind takes me. If I keep this up till June 10th then I'll probably have some fun with this cuz that's when True Blood finally comes back. ;-)
