A/N: Next chapter here! Thank you to my friend Catie again for her help editing this.

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Day 2: No exit

I didn't know how much time passed since I fall asleep, but as the hospital lights hit my eyes I thought I heard my mom calling. It was an illusion. She wasn't there and I wasn't at home.

I opened my eyes and realized where I was. The chaos around us was overwhelming. I rubbed my eyes again and then I instinctively searched for something that could soothe me. I found a pair of chocolate brown eyes staring at me.

We understood each other like any time before. She was wishing this was all a dream and felt terrified when she realized it wasn't. Just like me.

It was happening. It was real. Artie and Sugar were dead. Mike, Tina, Mr. Shue and Mrs. Pillsbury were missing, if not dead too. I didn't know if my mom or Beth were okay.

Finn said something to Rachel and I remembered the woman on the stretcher. She had stopped coughing. It seemed she was asleep. Good.

Beiste started waking everybody up. She had an idea; an idea that failed before she could began explaining it, because a strangled cry echoed through the hall followed by others in no time.

I saw how people began running in our direction. We got up and Finn looked above the people in the hall.

"Get out!" he yelled with a terrified expression on his face.

I began moving and fighting to reach the exit while the police tried to get in. We needed to get out of there. I looked back and saw the woman who had fell asleep getting up and attacking a man. I started to push harder so I could get out of there.

When we reached the exit there were cops everywhere trying to calm people, but when one of them got attacked by a civilian they began shooting. We weren't safe anymore.

"We have to get out of here now!" Beiste yelled before a guy pounced on her. She tried to get rid of him, but I couldn't watch anymore as I felt a firm hand on my arm pulling.

"C'mon!" Puck yelled making my feet react. We ran like we did before.

There was no time to think.

Night 3: Helpless

We reached some farming lands. No people near us. Everything was quiet. Too quiet. There was a barn and no cars to be seen and it seemed like there was no one there, but it was worth to check if there was something useful and at leastit had doors and we could be safe, just for the night.

Puck, Sam and Finn kept watch just in case. There was no food or water, but at least it wasn't cold. No one had spoken. It was as if everybody was immersed in their own thoughts. At least I was.

Watching films where people were caught in these situations was a different story than living them. This wasn't any movie where the super mom got to rescue her daughter. If I tried to get to New York, I probably wouldn't make it near the city, so the only thing I could do was cry.

But I wasn't the only one that felt that way. We all felt helpless. We had no direction. We were lost and we didn't know what could do.

Brittany and Santana were sleeping in one others arms while Blaine tried to comfort Kurt. It was as if we were strangers. Everybody had their own problems wondering their minds and we were all scared. Although we were together and they were staying just a few feet from me, I felt more lonely than ever.

I was sat on the floor with my back against the wall and my face hide among my arms. Even if I wanted to sleep and forget about everything for just some hours, all I could do was cry.

"Hey," Rachel said sitting next to me. I didn't answer. I just continued sobbing. "I'm sure she's okay." She was talking about Beth. "I'm sure Shelby is taking care of her. She will protect her with her life."

"Maybe that isn't enough," I said between sobs.

"Maybe she escaped before everything began. You don't know that." I said nothing and she continued, "I was thinking that maybe we could keep us company while Finn and Noah are on guard."

That night I found myself sleeping in Rachel's arms.

Day 4: Friends

"We need a car," Finn said. "There is no way we can get anywhere walking and it's not safe. Rachel is still weak and she can't walk too much."

"Finn, excuse me," Rachel cut in, "I'm not special here. I will walk as much as needed, but I agree with you. We need something faster than our legs."

"Maybe we should get back to the road," Kurt suggested.

"We can't defend ourselves, so we shouldn't be exposed to any threat," Puck explained.

"But maybe the police solved everything," Kurt insisted.

"You saw what happened at the hospital. I don't think the police are going to help us. They didn't look like they knew what's going on," Puck said.

"What if we check the house that is near the barn?" Sam suggested.

"I don't think that's a good idea," I said. "What if they attack us?"

"But," Santana started speaking, "What if there's someone at that house that could help us? I think we should try."

"Let me guess…" I began, "You want Puck to go again, right?" I said getting up and confronting her. Her reaction surprised me.

"I don't want to fight, Quinn. I think we all should go."

"No fucking way," Puck exclaimed. "What do you think people do in these situations?"

"Shoot first, ask questions later," Finn intervened.

"Yeah. A scout should take a look first. Any volunteers?" Puck asked and in a second Finn was raising his hand.

"No way," Rachel said taking his hand down calmly.

"Puck went to check the barn last time. It's fair if I go this time," Finn spoke to Rachel.

"Bro, don't take this too personally, but you wouldn't be a good scout," Puck said.

"I'll go," I said. Everybody looked at me, shocked, and when I thought it was going to be Puck the one to object, Rachel surprised everybody.

"You are not!" she almost shouted. There was a small silence, before Puck came to support her.

"Sam can come," Puck said in an instant.

After a not too long argument about who would be the better scout, they decided that it was best if Sam and Puck went together to the house. They were athletic and they knew how to move silently and stealthily. I didn't want to argue; I was still thinking about Rachel looking at me terrified when I volunteered.

What was all that about? She didn't react that way when Finn volunteered. It wasn't as if I cared that much, but her eyes showed a fear I'd never seen before. I honestly didn't want to think too much about it. She just probably thought that one of the guys could be a better scout. That was all.

A long hour after they came back in one piece and with some company. There was a family living in that house: the father, James, the mother, Joana, and two little girls, Lily and Sara. The girls were about six and ten years old respectively. It was nice to find someone who was not trying to kill you.

They told us what they knew. While we were so caught in our Nationals contest, it seemed like there had been several cases of violence in some New York, Washington and Philadelphia hospitals, disturbances and lot of military presence. That was the official story, but there had been people on the internet that had uploaded some videos of people attacking other people in Las Vegas, and soldiers shooting mercilessly. So, it wasn't happening solely on the east coast.

Even though we didn't have internet connection on our phones, the cable had kept working for a few hours before the lockdown. The phones were overwhelmed. Although they were still working, it was useless to try calling anyone. The only reports on the radio and the TV were vague in details. They advised people to stay in their homes. They spoke about New York. It was in quarantine and the army didn't let anyone in or out. It was the same with Washington and Philadelphia, but nothing was heard about the west coast. Were they hiding information?

However they were still trying to calm down the population assuring us that everything was under control. Millions of people lived in those cities. I couldn't imagine a way to keep them all at bay, not when they all were so aggressive.

The main question was how exactly that happened in a couple of days. James' theory was that it had been happening for a while, but they didn't report it openly and maybe that was the reason it was spreading. There wasn't a good explanation for anything that was happening.

After eating something substantial provided by the family, they gave us some blankets and pillows and offered us the living room to spend the night.

They were good people.

Night 4: Safe

The sun was gone by now and a solitary candle was the only thing lighting the living room. The furniture layout was the typical for a living room. There was a large sofa oriented towards the TV and two small ones facing each other and next to the big one. The sofas had a pink and white floral motif. Also, in the middle of them there was a little wooden coffee table.

I was barely lying on the small sofa to the left with a yellow blanket covering my legs. We were all wearing the same clothes and I was grateful for having at least a blanket so my legs didn't get cold.

As I observed the scene in front of me, it almost reminded me of how we had slept at Nationals in New York. Almost.

Everybody was asleep, except for Finn and Puck who were on guard outside. Santana and Brittany were sleeping deeply on the larger couch while Kurt, Blaine, Sam and Mercedes where on the floor around the coffee table. But the only one in the room who was getting my attention was Rachel.

She was on the other sofa in front of me and, although she seemed asleep, her breathing wasn't steady. Her eyes were closed and her features were relaxed, but I could tell that she wasn't truly resting.

The warm light bathed her face and made her caramel skin look darker. To be honest, although I had never admitted it because I was too busy calling her names, she was pretty. I could appreciate beauty when I saw it, but saying it out loud was a different thing.

But that wasn't a problem for her. Even if everybody had told me millions of times how beautiful I was, she had been the only one to see beyond my pretty face, and not only once, but twice. She was better than me. She had always been.

Suddenly she opened her eyes wide with dread and leaned forward quickly while the rhythm of breathing fastened. I instinctively attempted to get up, but I got back to my previous position hastily, as if trying to hide my concern. However she noticed my movements and soon her eyes were focused on mine.

I was sure she had a nightmare, because her eyes were full of fear. I didn't know why, but I felt the need to calm her down and hug her. Without too much thought, I smiled at her and motioned with my head for her to come closer.

"Come here," I whispered softly to back my gesture.

She kept looking at me for a couple of seconds before reacting.

That night Rachel slept in my arms.


So this chapter was short, I know, but the story will get better soon!