Part 2

1824 - Lima, Ohio/Blaire Woods

It had been fifteen years since the disappearance of Mary Winter, and the town of Lima was still in shock. Her missing person's posters still hung in the shop windows, and people had been praying all the while, hoping that she might turn up. But no one was hoping any more. She was gone. Without an explanation. Vanished, after venturing alone into Blaire Woods. None of the townspeople knew why she would have been in there in the first place, and after years of searching all the search parties had managed to find was one of her shoes. A delicate white boot, bathed in mud and decayed from time. She was a very pretty girl, those who had been around long enough to remember her, had thought, and they couldn't believe that anyone would lay a malicious hand on her. The town was even more in awe of the fact, that during 1824, fifteen years later, it happened again.

Lying on the ground in Blaire Woods, she didn't remember how she had got there. She was staring up into the sky, one without starlight just as it was all those years ago, and she didn't remember a thing. Her skirt was muddy, and her white cardigan tarnished. Pulling it tightly around her she sat up, looking around her in panic but seeing nothing further than the first row of trees around her. The wind was whistling past her ears causing her eyes to glisten with tears, the cold night seemed to creep up on her, making her twist and turn in fear of not being alone. The snap and pop of breaking twigs seemed like gunshots in the desolate darkness, as she called out into the unknown. 'Hello?' She turned on her heels upon hearing another loud noise; 'is anyone there?' But she didn't get an answer, and the last sound the creaking trees would hear that year, was the glass shattering scream of Sally Monroe.

Present Day

'This is perfect,' Puck said as they all carefully navigated the fallen trees and stepped into the clearing. It wasn't large, but they would be able to fit all of the tents in if they lined them up properly. 'I know right,' Finn looked please with himself.

'Yeah, great.' Quinn said sarcastically, as she set her bag down next to Mercedes and Kurt's, and Finn shot her a mocking smile. 'So, lets set up camp!' Mike said, grinning. And how they were this exciting was beyond all of the girls. I mean Santana liked to play dirty just as much as the guys, but even she didn't get excited by camping. 'Come on B,' she said, tugging her girlfriend towards her, and they went to put up their tent on the edge of the clearing.

Puck and Lauren set up theirs next to Sam and Quinn's, with Mike and Tina, Mercedes and Kurt after that. And then completing the line was Finn and Rachel, the opposite end to Santana and Brittany. Some of them were having more trouble with their structures than others. Finn's and Pucks were up within minutes. 'You've done this a lot then?' Rachel asked, as she and Finn were watching the others.

'Yeah, I think my mum felt bad about me not having a man around. She would do all of this kind of stuff with me when I was younger.'

'That's nice,' she smiled, 'but I think B and Santana might need your help.' She pointed in the girls direction, as Finn saw Santana sprawled out on the floor in a state of defeat. Brittany was simply standing there looking vacant, holing one of the sides of the tent. They hadn't even put the frame in right. 'Yeah, I think you're right.' He laughed, jumping up out of the tent. 'Hey,' he called to the girls, as Rachel watched him jog off, thinking about how sweet he was.

The rest of the guys were doing okay, Sam and Mike seemed to have theirs under control, whilst Tina and Quinn sat on a nearby rock talking. And surprisingly, Kurt had managed to put up a tent for him and Mercedes. However it was a deep red with tassels hanging from the door and a small rug in front of the opening. 'Wow, Kurt this is awesome.' Mercedes beamed, looking around at everyone else's plain blue and green tents. 'Well, my dad wanted to go camping once, so I reluctantly agreed after he said I could pick the tent.' He grinned.

'Well I bet he regretted that after.' Mercedes joked, and Kurt nodded.

'Let's just say I never went camping again. Until now of course.' He winked, and they went over to Quinn and Tina who had also been joined by Rachel.

'Is he okay?' Tina asked, motioning for them all to look over at Finn and the girls. Santana was hardly helping Finn, making jokes and collapsing the tent whilst he was putting it up. All three of them had big grins on their faces, Brittany laughing hard as she watched the Latina. 'Yeah,' Rachel smiled, 'he can handle it.' She turned back to the rest of the group, Sam and Mike coming over and putting their arms around their girls. 'So,' Sam said, 'haunted you say?' Quinn chuckled.

'Hardly, ghost stories to scare little kids.' Kurt stated, 'they go back along time though so they might be true.'

'How far back?' Tina wondered.

'I think, like the 1800's or somewhere around then.' He remembered, and they all sat there wondering for a moment. But then a loud cracking rippled through the forest, causing their heads to whip around. 'What the hell was that?' Quinn asked, sounding almost scared by the unexpected noise.

'I have no idea?' Mike said, everyone murmuring something like that as a response. And then they heard Brittany shout.

'Santana!' She screamed. They followed the blonde's eye line and saw the unthinkable. A large tree had started to fall, heading right for Santana. The brunette was looking oddly at the blondes outburst, and hadn't noticed the falling tree behind her. 'Oh shit,' Finn cried, as he too saw the tree heading for the petite glee clubber. And then he ran. Brittany was frozen to the floor, like her legs were glued in shock, but Finn knew he had to do something. 'Santana!' he shouted, as the Brunette finally turned around and saw what was heading her way. She didn't have any time to move by the time her brain had registered what was happening, what was about to happen. But just as the tree was about to crush her, she was being hauled to the side, and to the floor. The tree struck the ground where she had been standing seconds before, sending clouds of dirt shooting into the air. Although it missed their tents, falling nicely between the girls unfinished one and Pucks completed one. It made the loudest noise they had ever heard, and before they knew it they were all up and running over to the scene. The dust cleared, and they saw Brittany, tears streaming down her face, but she still hadn't moved.

'Shit,' Puck said, as they climbed over the large fallen log to find Finn and Santana. They stood in a semi circle, Quinn bringing Brittany over, comforting arm around the taller blondes shoulder. Santana was lying with her back on the floor, staring up into the sky and panting heavily. They could see a scrape on the side of her left arm. Finn was sitting sideways next to her, leaning on one arm with the other on Santana's stomach. They were both covered in dirt. 'You okay?' He breathed, as he looked down at her.

She nodded, not trusting her own voice to be steady. 'What the hell was that?' Rachel asked, looking around to where the tree had fallen from.

'I don't know,' Sam said, as he walked over to inspect the stump. 'But it looks like it just broke off. It's not rotten or anything.' They were all puzzled by this, and the Finn go to his feet. Rachel ran over to hug him, proud that he had done something so courageous, but angry because he could have died. Santana was still lying on the ground in shock, but Brittany walked over to her and offered her a hand up. 'San are you okay?' she asked, tears still fresh in her eyes.

'Yeah, I think so B.' She smiled, and wiped one of Brittany's tears away with her uninjured arm. 'Finn,' She turned around, and he smiled. 'You saved my life.'

'Don't mention it okay,' He walked over and hugged her.

'You didn't have to do that.' She whispered, but he decided to let it go.

'Yeah Finn, way to play superman.' Puck said, punching him on the shoulder.

'Any of you guys would have done the same.' He said modestly, putting his hand back on Santana's shoulder. 'You sure you're alright?' He looked into her eyes, and she nodded again, whilst he took her left arm in his hands. 'Just a scratch, I'm fine.' She admitted truthfully, although she was still a little shaken up.

'Lucky I brought a first aid kit,' Kurt called, dragging Santana off to his majestic tent, Mercedes and Brittany in tow. Leaving the others to reflect on what just happened.

'Camping's fun, yeah?' Tina said sarcastically.

'It is, I don't know what that was?' Puck said, looking at the stump with Sam and Quinn. 'I mean like my man trouty said, it's not rotten or anything, just a freak accident.'

'That nearly killed Santana.' Quinn said, imagining the unthinkable. 'If you weren't there Finn,'

'Hey, it's okay. Santana's fine. Can we please just put this down as a forgettable moment and have some fun?' He smiled, and Quinn nodded, walking over to the girls tent to finish putting it up for them.