You Either Get Killed Or Sent To Jail

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"How you doing sweetie?"

Quinn gives her grandmother a weak smile before accepting the older woman's hug; "I've been better."

"Oh, we all have." Anna Fabray reluctantly pulls away and cups her granddaughters face; "We all just have to be strong."

Quinn nods and wipes her watery green eyes; surprised she has any tears left to cry.

"Uhh… Mrs Fabray, where do you want all of this?" Sam asks awkwardly whilst holding up two large black bags of trash. He'd stayed behind once everyone else had gone home, doing odd jobs and trying to make the grieving process for the Fabray's as easy as possible.

"Oh my dear boy, please call me; Anna." The greying blonde smiles before ushering him back into the kitchen. She shows him where to put the bags before getting him a glass of water; "Thank you for helping out."

Sam gives her a small smile; he wasn't used to receiving much gratitude; especially from his Boss's mother.

Anna surveys the younger blonde, he looked so much like his father except for the hair, his buzz cut somehow made him look older; he was no longer the sixteen year old boy trying to catch her granddaughter's attention.

Anna opens her mouth to speak but is interrupted when she hears her son's voice coming from outside in the yard. Turning to face the window, she sees Russell pacing back and forth whilst talking furiously on his phone.

"I'll be right back."

Sam nods in understanding and watches as the eldest Fabray wonders outside to join her son.

"How much longer is this going to go on for?" Anna looks across the table at her only remaining son; "How many more have to die for it to finally hit you?"

Russell Fabray purses his lips; "You were a lot more supportive when father was in charge."

"That's because I had no other choice. You do. What's it going to take for you to come to your senses?"

"Tell me how." Russell glares at his mother; "Tell me how I can step away now. After everything that has happened; there's no way I can turn my back on this life. The second I do; I'll either get shot in the head or one of them will." He gestures back to the house where the rest of his family were.

"You don't think I know what the consequences are? I've been living this god awful life much longer than you Russell. Or are you forgetting about everything I've sacrificed? Everything I've lost because of this family's career choice. We both know that there are only two ways out of this life; you're either killed or get sent to jail. Just look at Dwight, he spent all those years as your 'right hand man', where'd that land him? Jail. Life sentence. He's never getting out Russell, he'll never get a chance to redeem himself."

Sam can't help but listen in as they talk about his incarcerated father. He sits down at the kitchen table and patiently waits for them to continue.

"Dwight has nothing now, Mary's gone with Stacey and Stevie; they'll never know their father. And Sam… when was the last time he saw him? Huh? The poor boy doesn't even talk about him. If you don't think that getting out will benefit you, then think about all those boys that are following your example. Do you really want them to end up like their fathers? Kurt to end up like Burt? Sam like Dwight? Finn like Christopher?"

Russell clenches his fists in frustration at the mention of his closest deceased friend.

"Quinnie, where's your sister?" Judy Fabray wonders into the large living room; still in her high heels.

"She's gone to go pick up Cooper." Quinn replies as she absent mindedly looks around, her eyes land on a photograph that's perched on top of the fireplace mantle. She ignores her mother's continuous wittering and steps closer to the picture. It was from five years ago, Grandma Anna had insisted on yet another family portrait for that year's Christmas card.

"Nana!?" Danny calls out as he leads the rest of his blonde family into the house.

"Mom!?" Russell shouts up the stairs; trying to act as normal as possible.

"I can hear you!" Anna Fabray declares from the top of the steps; "Honestly, I may be old but I am certainly not deaf."

"Could've fooled me." Danny smirks cheekily, earning him a playful glare from the older blonde before getting pulled into a hug.

"Now go raid the fridge like you always do."

Danny grins and does as he's told.

"Frannie, look how tall you've gotten. You look stunning.

"Thanks gran." Frannie beams at the compliment, she kisses her cheek lightly before continuing her text conversation with her boyfriend; Cooper Anderson.

"Quinn, you look so grown up" Anna pulls her youngest granddaughter into her embrace and whispers; "you look beautiful."

Quinn blushes before following her siblings into the kitchen. Frannie was perched on one of the breakfast bar stools; still texting and Danny was standing in front of the open fridge.

"Seriously Danny?" Quinn stares in shock as he stuffs his face with various foods.

"Someone has the munchies." Frannie declares; boredom dripping from her tone.

"Danny!?" Quinn looks from her sister to her dazed brother; "If dad catches you-"

"He'll what? Punish me? He's got enough to feel guilty about."

Frannie looks up from her phone, confused; "What do you mean?"

Danny's gaze falls to his feet guiltily; wishing he hadn't said anything. Luckily Anna pops her head into the silent room; "C'mon you three, picture time."

"We'll talk about this later." Frannie points her finger into her younger brother's face before leading him and Quinn into the living room where their parents and grandmother were waiting.

"What did you mean before? What do you know? What aren't you telling us?" Quinn folds her arms over her chest once she, Frannie and Danny are alone in the kitchen again and waits for an answer.

"It's probably nothing…" Danny looks up into his sister's electric green eyes then into a pair of deep grey ones; "Look, I was just searching for a bit of cash for… something. Anyway, I found this piece of paper with an address on it, I didn't give it a second thought, and then I heard someone coming so I randomly stashed the paper into my jeans and got the hell out of there. But when I was walking home from Ror-a friend's, I realised I was just down the street from the place so I decided to check it out…"

"Who lives there?" Frannie asks sternly.

"I didn't get a chance to ask her." Danny snaps before continuing his story; "Just as I was walking towards the house, a woman walked out and stood waiting for someone, I ducked behind a bush just in case she saw me and I heard a car pull up…" Danny sighs and runs a hand through his spiky hair; "I looked to see who it was… and I see dad get out of his car and walk up to her…"

"What happened next!?" Quinn hisses, not wanting to hear the answer.

"They kissed, and then went inside. I ran. I didn't want to see anymore."

Before either sister can respond, they all hear shouting coming from the other room; "You bastard! How dare you call her here!?" All three siblings scramble from the kitchen and rush into the living room where their mother was repeatedly shoving their father's chest.

"Judy!" Russell Fabray shouts before glancing towards his children; "Please, don't do this here, not now. Not in front of the kids." He pleads.

"What's going on?" Frannie asks; glancing between her parents.

"Tell them Russell."

Russell looks over at his mother in shock; "I… Uhh…"

"Is this about that slut who has a green front door?" Danny asks casually; almost glad that he could finally speak the truth.

"What!?" Judy and Russell gasp in unison.

"Look, it's all over-"

"How do you know about her Daniel!?" Judy storms forward and moves incredibly close to her son's face.

No matter how confident Danny was, when it came to his mother; he just ended up being a five year old boy again. "I-I was walking down some street… and I saw dad enter a house with some woman."

Judy spins back around to glare at her husband; "Not only have you been lying to me but you've also had your son do the same!"

"Where's the address?" Quinn whispers from behind, Danny slowly reaches for his back pocket and pulls out a scrunched up little piece of paper. Quinn snatches it from his grasp and runs out of the house; unable to stay in the toxic environment any longer.

"Quinn? Quinn!" Anna Fabray tries to catch up with her granddaughter but it's no good, by the time she reaches the front door; Quinn is already sprinting down the street.

Panting heavily, Quinn bangs hard on the door. She's still trying to catch her breath when the green door opens. A short blonde looks back at her in confusion; she had a martini in her hand and was wearing a silky red robe.

"Can I help you?"

Quinn stares at her and her fists ball up instantly; "Who are you?"

Slightly taken aback by the question, the older blonde answers; "April Rhodes. Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Quinn Fabray. I'm the daughter of the man you've been fucking." Without warning, Quinn charges inside and slams April up against the wall; causing her to squeal in pain as her head collides with the rock hard surface. There's a small clatter as the glass falls from her hand to the ground.

"How long have you been seeing my father!?"

"I-only a couple of months." April replies; literally shaking like a leaf.

"How did you meet!?" Quinn clenches her jaw in fury.

"He came into a club I work at."

Quinn can't help but scoff; "Strip club?"

"No! Just a drinking bar." April tries to shove the younger girl off her but her attempts are futile.

"Well it's gonna all stop! Okay!? Whatever you and my father have; it ends right now!" Quinn looks at April expectantly; waiting for any indication that she understands. When she doesn't; Quinn slams her up against the wall again; "Understand!?"

"Yes." April whimpers.

Finally releasing her, Quinn takes a step backwards; then heads for the door.

"I might agree, but Russell definitely won't."

Quinn stops abruptly.

"He loves me. If I asked him, I could get him to leave you and the rest of your pitiful family and get him to come live with me; he'd do it in an instance. He doesn't love you or your mother, the amount of times he's come crawling back to me because he's not getting what he needs; is crazy. Judy has never and will never satisfy him-" But before she can finish her sentence, Quinn has pinned her down on the floor and pummelling her face with her fists.

"Don't you dare mention my mother's name!" Unable to stop herself, Quinn's hands wrap themselves around April's neck and begin to squeeze.

All the older blonde can do is cough and splutter as the life starts to get forced out of her.

The purple shade that was now spreading across April's face is the thing that shakes Quinn out of her daze and she finally releases her. April gasps for air whilst trying to crawl away from the younger shocked blonde.

Quinn stares down at her own hands, her chest rises up and down rapidly; 'what the hell did I just nearly do!?' without hesitation, she gets up and runs to the door. Swinging it open she's greeted by her father's stunned and anxious expression.

"Good to know you've got your priorities right." Quinn hisses before shoving past him, but he grabs her arm and spins her back around.

"What have you done?" He asks angrily; unable to look away from his daughters red shaking hands.

"You'll see. Either you end it with her or don't even bother coming home." Quinn wrenches her arm from his grasp then hurries down the street.

"Why didn't you leave him?"

Judy Fabray stops what's she's doing and looks up at her daughter; "What do you mean?" She asks; even though she knows what Quinn is talking about.

"Why didn't you just leave dad when you found out about him and April?" Quinn turns from the picture on the fireplace to look at her hesitant mother.

"Because if every wife left her husband because of some stupid mistake; there'd be no marriages left." Shrugging, Judy moves forward and tries straighten the bow in her daughter's hair but Quinn smacks her hand away.

"You could've taken us away. You could've taken us away from this life!" Quinn shakes her head; "If you had left him, then maybe Danny wouldn't be dead right now!" Suddenly, a painful sting spreads across her cheek; the slap echo's around the room.

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare try and blame me for his death!" Judy glowers at her daughter; "You have no idea how many times I tried to leave with you all! We'd be in even more danger than we are already!"

Quinn shakes her head again; "You may not be the one that shot Danny, but you and dad are the ones that sent him out that night." And with that she leaves her enraged mother and heads for the kitchen. She opens the door to find Sam sitting on his own at the table with a glass of water in his hands.

He smiles up at her until he sees the red mark on her face; "Quinn? Are you okay?" In a flash, Sam's out of his seat and examining her cheek.

Quinn tries to wave him off; "Yeah, I'm fine. Where's Anna?"

"She's outside with Russell." He replies, still studying her obvious injury.

Quinn looks outside through the window to see her father and grandmother having a quite heated conversation; 'There's no point in interrupting' she thinks before turning back to Sam; "Can I have a ride?"

"Sure, where to?"

"Home."

"At least James got out before-"Anna starts but is cut off.

"James didn't get out! He abandoned all of us. He only ever shows his face when he needs money from one of his boys."

"Yes, well maybe he had the right idea." Anna slowly gets to her feet; "Don't you dare put any of those boys' lives in danger because you want revenge for what Trotter did to Daniel. If you do, they'll all just end up dead like Cooper, Danny, Chris-"

"Enough!" Russell shouts loudly before standing up and towering over his much shorter mother; "That's enough." He then stalks away from the lawn furniture and towards the back door.

"How many more!? How many more men that your daughters love are you going to let die?"

Russell stops in his tracks; "Cooper wasn't my fault!" He spins around; "Someone gave Paddy information on where we would be!"

"What happens when that person gives Paddy's men more information? I'm sure they have a new leader by now; someone who wants revenge for their previous Boss's murder." Anna declares calmly; she rarely got affected by her son's anger. "We all know they'll come for Sam first. Quinn will never forgive you if anything happens to him."

Russell looks down at the ground in both frustration and guilt; he'd always known about their relationship, he just hoped that once she left for medical school that it'd be over for good.

"One of your daughters has already lost the man she loved; don't let another go through the same pain." Anna unfolds her arms, walks past her son and goes back into her house.

The two blondes arrive back at the Fabray's large five story townhouse just over twenty minutes later, Sam holds open the car door and offers his hand to Quinn; she gladly accepts it and stares up at her old home.

Nothing much had changed, the windows were still dark; making it hard for passes by to see in and the big black front door still looked as menacing as ever.

"Where's all your stuff?"

"I had it delivered here from the airport… hopefully its inside."

Sam nods then follows her up the steps to the door. Quinn opens it slowly and comes face to face with an unfamiliar face. He had short, dark brown hair and electric blue eyes.

"Who's your little lady Trouty?" The cocky brunette turns from Sam to look back at Quinn; "Make sure he pays you up front."

"Quinn, this is Brody Western. Brody, this is Quinn. Quinn Fabray, as in the boss's daughter." Sam smirks as all the colour drains from the boy's face.

"W-w-wh-what? I'm so sorry." Fear flashes over Brody's eyes.

"Don't worry about. I'm gonna go see the rest of the guys…" Quinn then walks through the hallway and heads to the living room.

"Idiot." Sam smacks the back of Brody's head; "Go do something useful."

"Nice to have you back Q." Puck smiles after gulping from his beer.

"I see some things never change." Quinn winks as she sips her tea.

"How you doing?" Rachel asks quietly, after finally being able to lower her herself and her large stomach onto the chair beside the blonde.

If anyone else had asked her, Quinn would've probably snapped at them and said something she would've regretted but this was Rachel.

"I'm not exactly sure… I don't think it's really hit me yet."

Rachel nods in understanding; "I just hope it gets easier for everyone, especially you and your family."

"Thanks Rach." Quinn leans her head against the short brunette's shoulder and sighs.

Without warning, the living room door crashes open and a panting dark skinned guy stands in the doorway; "There's-been-a-tip-off!" He states whilst trying to catch his breath; "Trotter's been spotted!" All the guy's eyes widen including Rachel's; they all knew what this meant apart from Quinn.

Sam jumps up to his feet; "Where!?"

"Down by the docks, word on the street is that he's trying to get out of here now that we want his head."

"Does the boss know?" Puck asks.

"Yeah, he's on his way back here. He should be here any min-" He tries to finish but they all freeze as they hear the front door slam shut.

"Rach, take Quinn upstairs!" Finn orders.

Without hesitation, Rachel grabs the blonde and drags her out of the room.

"We need to go right now!" Sam yells angrily, he didn't understand why they were all still sat there.

"What if it's a trap? They all know we want him dead, who's to say they aren't gonna surround us the minute we arrive?"

"What if it's not and we let the scumbag get away?" Puck growls.

"Abrams is right." Russell nods his head in the direction of Artie; "We can't just rush into this."

"I say we just go and take him out." Bobby suggests; he receives a few nods of agreement and a couple of glares from the rest of the group.

"We don't all need to go." Everyone looks to Burt, who was sitting to Russell's right; "I say; we send in several guys, get them to check it out whilst the rest of us watch from afar to keep an eye on things."

"Who goes then?" Ryder looks around at the group.

"I'm going." Sam declares defiantly.

"No."

Sam's eyes widen in shock; "What!?"

"You're not going." Russell's eyes narrow; "You're too… emotional. You're to stay here." He can't help but think back to his earlier conversation with his mother.

"I'm too emotional? We all are! This son of a bitch killed one of our own! Our friend. Your son. I promised Danny-" Everyone hangs their heads at the mention of their friend.

"Get out."

Sam bites his tongue to stop himself from saying something he'd regret and kicks his chair backwards before storming out of the room. He slams the door shut and leans against the wall in an attempt to calm himself down.

"You must've done something bad."

Sam jumps at the sound of her voice; he looks around and sees Quinn sitting at the top of the stairs with her head in her hands.

"What you doing?"

"Listening in." The sleepy blonde replies bluntly; "I used to do it all the time when I was younger."

Sam looks at her in bemusement, he couldn't hear a thing from what was happening in the room and he was right outside the door. "The room's soundproof… How could you possibly hear what's going on?"

Quinn rolls her eyes then gestures for him to join her. Sam makes his way up the steps and sits down next to her. She puts a finger up against her lips and mouths the word; 'listen'.

Seconds later, voices fill their ears; "Phil, Ryder, David, Matt and Artie will go in led by Brody; you'll check out the scene and look for any sign of Trotter."

"What happens if we see him?" Ryder asks.

"You take him out. No questions asked." Russell replies ruthlessly.

"Where is this coming from?" Sam mouths.

Quinn points to a small vent that was partially hidden behind a photo frame.

No one else speaks, the only sound that can be heard now; is the screeches of the chairs moving and footsteps.

Quinn jumps up from her position on the step and runs up the last few, then hides behind the banister.

Sam looks at her quizzically; but his question is answered when they hear the door to the meeting room open and the guys all file out.

Finn looks up at his friend and simply shakes his head in disappointment.

Russell also glances up at Sam before leading out the rest of the guys out through the front door. Everyone leaves except Jake.

"Why aren't you allowed?"

Jake turns from the front door to stare up at the blonde; "Someone has to babysit you." He winks; "Joe's gone to pick up Frannie and C.J from her apartment. The boss doesn't want anyone alone until Piggy's been taken care of."

"Seems reasonable." Sam replies before standing up, he glances to his right expecting to see Quinn; but she's gone.

"This is the second time this month!" Frannie groans as she enters the house with her son; Cooper on her hip.

"I know, I'm sorry sweetie. But after the day we've had; maybe it's good that we're all here together." Judy states as she takes her grandson from her daughter. Cooper wraps his skinny arms around her neck and nestles into his grandmother's embrace.

"We've been around each other too much today." Frannie replies before stalking into the kitchen.

Rachel, Quinn, Sam and Jake were all sat at the kitchen table waiting for news on what was happening down at the docks.

Jake looks up from his phone; "Where's Joe?"

"Getting my bags." Frannie replies before pouring herself a glass of wine.

Sam shakes his head in disbelief, Frannie obviously didn't care that Joe had a broken hand. The eldest Fabray daughter had grown from a spoilt teenager into quite a remarkable young woman but she still could be incredibly selfish and self-centred, traits Cooper had nearly eradicated.

Judy enters the crowded room with a sleepy Cooper slowly starting to doze off on her shoulder.

"Sup C.J." Sam chuckles as the small brunette merely groans in response.

"Coop, I haven't seen you in so long." Quinn gets up from her seat and takes her nephew from her mother's arms. Judy doesn't object, she merely ignores her youngest daughter and copies Frannie by getting herself a glass.

Cooper slowly opens his big brown eyes and sees his favourite aunt; "Quinn, hi… I haven't… seen you in ages." He yawns; unable to keep his tired eyes open. It still surprised her that the small boy could remember who she was.

"I think he needs to go to sleep…" Quinn smiles down at the lightly snoring boy in her arms; "Where's he staying?"

"Ummm… just put him in my room." Frannie replies.

Quinn nods before exiting the room and slowly making her way up two flights of stairs. She gently lies Cooper down under the sheets before softly tucking him in. She kisses his forehead before turning around and heading for the door, she stops the second she sees Sam leaning against the door frame; watching her.

"You're so good with him."

Quinn ignores him, knowing what he's getting at; she turns off the light and gently guides the male blonde out of the way so she could shut the door.

"That might have been us…" Sam looks down lovingly at her.

"But it's not, so just drop it." Quinn begins to walk back towards the stairs but Sam wraps his strong arm around her waist; pulling her back.

"Do you ever think about what would've happened if you had been pregnant that time?"

Quinn looks down at the ground; she'd be lying if she said she hadn't; "Of course I do. But I wasn't, so there's no point in talking about it." She still hadn't told him what really happened. She hadn't told anyone but Rachel.

"I know." Sam leans forward and rests his head on her shoulder; making sure to breathe in as much of her scent as possible, he didn't know when he might be able to hold her again.

"Sam…" Quinn moans in objection but gives in and sinks her body into his.

Sam pulls her closer; "I still love you." He whispers before kissing her neck.

"I-I… I can't do this." Quinn pulls away and hurries back down to the kitchen, leaving Sam; alone.

After a minute or so, Sam wonders back downstairs to join the rest of the group; "Any word yet?"

Jake simply shakes his head in response.

Sam looks around at the nearly empty room; "Where's-" but he's cut off before he can finish.

"They're in the living room." Joe replies whilst glancing out through the window.

There's a long, uncomfortable silence, it only breaks when loud yells fill the house.

Sorry about the kind of cliffhanger ;)

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