RHYMES WITH VAMPIRE

CHAPTER 2

A/N- OK... after much thought, I have decided to rewrite the story. DON'T WORRY, Quinn will not be a pedophile and Rachel will not stay a kid for the entire story. Really I want to just take my time and let the story develope and make sense. So here is chapter two, let me know what you think!

WARNING: this chapter is going to be uber boring, it's a filler for sure.

A tiny little person was playing the drums in the back of her brain. Her head hurt a lot, and a part of her was afraid to open her eyes, for fear of making the throbbing worse. She wasn't on the forest floor, that much was for sure. And there was a soft pressure on her chest, right above her heart... a hand maybe?

Wait. Was she on a couch? Was the pressure on her chest... a hand?

Rachel's eyes shot open, only to be met with a shimmering pair of green orbs.

Time seemed to pause for a moment, allowing Rachel's six year old brain to assess the situation.

A woman, older but no old, was looming above her. She had flowing blonde hair and a slightly pale complexion. There was something calming, aluring about this woman. For a moment Rachel was calm, until the realization hit her.

The woman had her hand on Rachel's chest. Everything her fathers taught her about stranger danger kicked in. She slapped the woman's hand away and jumped from the couch.

"NO! I DON'T KNOW YOU, GET AWAY!" she was yelling at the top of her little lungs.

The woman was not impressed, rather curious actually.

"Why are you yelling?"

Poor little Rachel was backed into the corner of the room, shaking and crying.

"p-please don't hurt me" Rachel begged. She didn't want to die. She hated herself for willingly walking into the woods alone. Her fathers would be so angry, and sad, and who would take care of her golfish? Did anyone even notice that she was gone?

Rachel's mind was on overload, her young life flashing before her deep chocolate eyes.

"What's your name little one?"

The voice shook Rachel from her stupor. The blonde woman was kneeling about five feet infront of the young girl. Rachel wanted to answer her, she seemed nice...and pretty. Mean strangers weren't pretty were they?

"It's ok" The woman urged "I'm not going to hurt you, tell me your name...and I'll tell you mine."

"...Rachel..." Rachel paused briefly "But I'm not telling you my last name 'cuz I'm not supposed to be even talking to strangers."

The woman smiled at this, a genuine grin. "You are a very smart young lady Rachel. Your name is pretty..." Rachel blushed at this.

"Well I told you my name, so what's yours?" Rachel was becoming a tad more confident around the stranger.

"My name is Quinn."

Rachel scrunched her nose at hearing the woman's name. It was a name she had never heard before.

"Quinn... that's a weird name. Why did your parents name you Quinn?"

Quinn chuckled. The noise filled Rachel's ears and she couldn't help but laugh too.

"I'm not sure why they named me Quinn, why did your parents name you Rachel?"

"Some TV show or something I guess. Your eyes are really shiny, and your hair looks soft, and.. are you an angel?" Rachel was blushing furiously. She didn't mean to ask that. Although, Quinn really did look like an angel.

"I'm not an angel...or a witch for that matter, be sure to pass that along to your friends." Quinn smirked at Rachel, who was avoiding eye contact.

"So Rachel, why were here at my house all alone?" Quinn had slowly been shuffling closer to Rachel as the conversation carried.

"Well... my new friends said if I wanted to be in their group I had to doorbell ditch your house, so I did. Then I guess I got scared and tried to run away and..." Rachel's hand slid to her forhead, feeling a bandaid that Quinn must've placed there.

Quinn was somewhat, upset, these "friends" of Rachel's didn't sound like friends at all. They most likely tricked Rachel into going into the woods, knowing full well that they wouldn't let the small girl join their group. Rachel must have sensed this as her eyes were now filled with tears. Quinn felt a pull in her stomache and she scooted up close to the brunette.

Rachel threw her arms around Quinn a cried freely. Noah and the other kids didn't want to be her friends, how stupid of her to believe them. Now she would start school without anyone to help her.

Quinn held the girl tightly, cradling her and rocking lightly. "You don't need them Rachel, they are just selfish and mean. They don't care about you."

Rachel sniffed "But...But I want friends. It's not fair."

Quinn felt badly for the girl, she was so small and innocent. After a few minutes Rachel calmed down, her small hands playing with Quinn's golden locks. Quinn couldn't help it really, she was content, sedate, happy... Rachel errupted into a fit of giggles.

"Quinn, you're making funny noises...like a kitty."

Quinn could only smile contently. She looked out of her living room window, the day was slowly coming to a close. Soon she would have to send Rachel on her way, but for now, she was going to hold on tightly and shelter Rachel from the world. If only for a little while.

*QR*

"Where's Rachel?'

"I don't know, she'll be home in time for dinner I'm sure."

"So I work hard all day, and you can't even be bothered to keep tabs on your daughter?"

"Don't you raise your voice at me, she is just as much your daughter as she is mine!"

*DING DONG*

Hyrum Berry gave his husband Leroy one final glare before going to the front door. A small boy stood on the doorstep, a dejected look on his face.

"Can I help you?"

The boy shuffled his feet a little "Yes sir, my name is Sam.. uh... "

"Yes..." Hyrum urged.

"Uh today Rachel went into the forest...and it's been a really long time...and she hasn't come out."

Hyrum glanced at Leroy who was already downing a tall glass of scotch.

Leroy pointed a quivering finger at his husband " You wanted a kid, I got you a kid. Go find her and bring her back. Now."

Hyrum only sighed. Why did his little star have to be so much trouble?

Truthfully... maybe she was safer out there in the woods.

TBC?