Author's Note: Please excuse the delay I've had. I have been busy with many things in life such as prepping for the coming semester, doing my job, and among others. Not as much a "sh*t just got real" chapter...in later chapters. Probably not for another few more chapters? I don't know!

Chapter 3: Strange Abilities

Quinn began to wake up after that fatal attack by Mother Nature. As she opened her eyes, she noticed that she was in another place. It was a hospital room none the less.

She looked around and saw many "Get Well Soon" cards along with balloons, all from her fellow friends and students. Quinn noticed that the muscle pain she had was gone. Maybe the lightning must have been the reason, she thought.

All she could remember was getting hit at the football game and then…blacking out.

Just then, one of the doctors came in to check up on Quinn. "You're finally awake," he spoke.

"How long was I out?" Quinn pondered.

"A couple of days. After that traumatic fall, we thought you were a goner. But you're not the only one who got hit."

Not the only one, Quinn thought.

"Well Miss Fabray," the doctor spoke. "If you rest up more, you'll be able to go to school again."

"Thank you doctor."

Better not be late for lunch, the doctor thought. Don't wanna miss Taco Tuesday.

"Tacos sound good," Quinn replied.

The doctor was confused by her response as he turned around. "Pardon?"

"Well you said it was Taco Tuesday."

"I did?"

Quinn heard exactly what the doctor said. Or so she thought. The doctor just shrugged it off and went out for lunch.

A few hours have passed. Quinn finished watching daytime soap operas on the television. What to do now, she pondered. Since her body had no trace of pain whatsoever, she decided to get off her bed and explore the hospital.

As Quinn began to look around, she found herself nearby the pediatric unit. Seeing the ill children still able to enjoy themselves while making friends. Somehow, Quinn felt jealous. Even the sick or disabled could be happy with others at such a young age.

For a long time, she wishes that she could have real friends. She couldn't count the Cheerios as her friends. More like her followers. She wouldn't care about how or what their personalities or backgrounds came from. Although, her parents would disapprove making friends that weren't "her kind".

Suddenly, Quinn saw a red ball roll off into the halls. She saw a little girl with strawberry blonde hair come after it. As soon as it reached Quinn's left foot, she grabbed it immediately.

The strawberry blonde girl noticed Quinn holding the ball. Quinn came towards the little girl and handed her the ball.

"Here you go," Quinn spoke. The little girl was silent. "Go on take it." The little girl came closer to Quinn. She eventually took the ball and walked back to the playroom.

Weird girl, the little girl thought.

"Hey," Quinn scoffed. "I'm not weird!"

Quinn took the next level up and ended up near the sunroom. She took a look but noticed something strange. The plants in the room seemed to be moving around. Quinn took steps closer to see why the plants had motions. Then she noticed a girl, presumably about her age, facing the sunlight with her eyes closed. But Quinn noticed something familiar. The girl happened to have blue streaks in her hair.

I couldn't be, Quinn thought. Could it?

As Quinn began to walk closer to the girl, it happened to be the girl Quinn thought it was. Tina's eyes were still closed. Her face was in the sunlight as she was holding out her palms.

She then began to open her eyes, but noticed the familiar face.

"Hey," Quinn greeted.

Tina screamed before the plants stopped moving themselves. As she ran out of the sunroom, Quinn began to follow her.

"I just wanna talk!" she shouted.

"No! Stay back!"

Before Tina could make it back to her room, Quinn grabbed her right arms. Tina then turned around and looked at Quinn, frightened.

"I'm not here to be the mean queen."

Not yet, Tina thought.

"What do you mean "Not yet"?"

"Wait, what?" Tina didn't quite follow.

"Isn't that what you just said?"

"No…I didn't."

Quinn couldn't understand what was going on with her. The doctor, the little girl, now Tina? What's up with everyone?

"Besides the point, how were you able to control the plants?"

"Control plants? What are you talking about?"

Wouldn't Tina notice what happened in the sunroom? Then again, her eyes were closed the entire time.

"Why don't we go to your room and chat?"

Tina followed Quinn orders. She got up on the bed as Quinn sat on the chair beside her. I hope she's not pulling some stupid prank.

"No, I'm not gonna pull a prank."

"How did you know what I was thinking?"

"I thought you said that."

"Again, I didn't."

Quinn was baffled by this. Could it be that she had the ability to read minds? But that wasn't the reason why she wanted to chat with Tina.

"Hey um…Tina." She got Quinn's attention. "Why don't you try growing the African violets on your nightstand?"

It's official. Quinn went crazy.

"I'm not crazy!" Tina looked at Quinn, confused by how she knew all her thoughts. "Just try it."

Tina didn't believe a word Quinn was saying, but she went on and tried growing the African violet. She placed her hand near the pottery and concentrated on the plant. All of a sudden, the plant started to bloom with violets. Tina was rather amazed…and shocked at the same time.

"Did I just do that?"

Tina looked at Quinn stunned by her newfound abilities. "Okay, what about you? I assume you read minds."

"Read minds? What are you talking about?" Quinn didn't know what Tina was talking about. "I don't read minds."

"Then explain how you knew about me thinking you were pulling some prank. I did not say that! I thought that!"

Tina was getting snarky with her. Quinn didn't believe that she had such a power. "All right…if I have this "power", will you stop being such a pain?"

"Only if you read my mind. Then I'll stop."

Challenge accepted. Quinn tried to concentrate on what Tina's thoughts were. She looked into her blue contacts and began to pick up a signal.

Quinn, if you can read me, I told you so, Tina thought as she made a smirk. Quinn couldn't believe it. How did she gain this power? Where did it come from? Just a few seconds ago, Quinn just had a, considered, impossible moments.

"This can't be right," Quinn spoke.

Tina replied, "I know. But somehow we gained super powers or something."

"So why are you in the hospital?"

"The doctors told me that Finn and I got hit by lightning, causing us to go into a coma for a few days."

"What a minute, is Finn that big tall guy you always hang around with?"

"Who else?"

""Continue," as Quinn waved her hand.

"I woke up from my coma this morning, but I'm not sure if Finn has just yet. And I'm worried sick about Kurt."

Kurt? Quinn thought for a moment. It couldn't be the same one, could it?

"If Finn wasn't so desperate about his stupid popcorn, we wouldn't be here!" Tina face palmed still pissed over the stupid little stunt. "I should've taken away his keys than just follow him around!" She punched her bed in frustration. Quinn was quite scared, yet intrigued, by this.

Tina noticed Quinn's expression. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be ranting."

"It's all right. I've encountered worse."

Tina began to realize. She was having a normal conversation with someone who's been trying to make her life a hell since middle school. But she was seeing another side of Quinn, for once. It seemed Tina noticed that this was a more honest side of Quinn. She would prefer that over the Alpha Bitch any day.

"So what happened before you woke up?" Quinn asked.

"Last thing I can remember, I was trying to carry Finn into his truck after lightning hit him. But before I could get him in, I was stricken too."

Quinn found it odd that she too and her Frankenteen had the same experience happen. "Do you know where he is?"

"No clue," Tina replied. She got up from her bed and began to look for Finn.

"Wait!" Quinn caught up with Tina. "I'll go with you."

Tina was still confused how Quinn was treating her. "Why do you suddenly care?" she asked.

"Because you can't go alone after discovering you have powers. Who knows what could happen?"

Tina didn't answer. She just went ahead to find her best friend, with Quinn's help.

They searched every patient room from floor 1 to floor 5. They couldn't find him in any of the rooms. Tina wasn't ready to give up. The girls looked around every floor once again. Still no sign of Finn.

As they made it to the first floor, Tina recognized a familiar face. The baseball cap, old jeans with flannel shirt tucked in.

"Mr. Hummel!" Tina run up to Kurt's father with a concerned look. "Is Kurt here?"

Mr. Hummel sighed afraid to make one of his son's new friends panic. "Tina, was it?" She responded nodding.

"A few nights ago, you parents came home just after Kurt was believed to be hit by lightning." Tina and Quinn's eyes widened. "He hasn't woken up since then. Right now, he's in an operating room trying every way they can to revive him."

Tina looked worried as her throat began to dry. Mr. Hummel noticed this. "I should've stayed home. I feel so stupid for just letting your son stay by himself, not watching him…" Tears began to fall down her face.

"It's all right Tina," Mr. Hummel spoke. "I think the best we can do is pray to…whoever, and hope that he'll be okay."

Tina still felt guilty, not supervising a young boy, still adjusting to a new town. Quinn went over to comfort her. "Thank you mister," the blonde spoke to Mr. Hummel.

"Just be careful out there," he responded, concerned for the girls.

The two girls made their way to the cafeteria. Like Quinn's doctor said, it was Taco Tuesday. It was bound to at least cheer Tina up. As the girls were getting their lunch, Quinn still noticed the concerned Asian.

Once they got to their table, Tina barely touched anything on her plate. "It's going to be okay," Quinn tried to cheer her up. Still nothing. "Hey Tina," she asked. "Do you want any dessert?" Tina didn't respond vocally. She shook her head instead. "Okay," Quinn replied. "If you need me I'll be over there."

Quinn made her way and saw an ice cream machine. She had two options, chocolate, vanilla, or mix. Quinn decided to go for the vanilla.

Aww! She should have went for the chocolate! Quinn heard something. Was she reading someone's mind again? As she turned around, she saw a tall young man, almost twice her size. Though his face still appeared of a high schooler.

"Why do you want me to have chocolate?" she asked him.

"The what?" the young man didn't quite get what Quinn was saying.

"You wanted me to go for the chocolate. Is there a reason?"

The young man was rather confused by what Quinn was talking about. "Are you a psychic?" he feared.

Well he's as smart as a rock, Quinn thought. "Never mind," she spoke. "I have someone waiting for me."

"Wait," the man spoke. It got Quinn's attention. "Can I join you?" Quinn was confused about this. Here was a guy who was confused about a second ago, now he wants to join here. What gives? But for some reason, he didn't seem like an awkward guy to Quinn. Maybe he seemed trustworthy at least, even if he was as tall as Frankenstein's creature.

"Sure, why not?"

"Great!" the man smiled as he followed Quinn to her table. "I don't mean to jump the gun, but what's your name?"

"I'm Quinn. And yours?"

"Nice to meet you. My name is-"

"Finn!" Once the two got to the table, Tina looked up and recognized the young man. "Tina?!" Finn was more than happy to see his best friend alive and well. Just as he was about to hug here, Tina slapped Finn across the face! Quinn was surprised by this, but she decided not to take action.

"I swear to god Finn! You are the most idiotic human being on this planet!" Tina continued slapping, this time on his shoulder. "Because of you, Kurt's in the operating room! We should have never left!"

"Wait, Kurt's where?!" Tina stopped slapping him for a moment.

After lunch, Finn wanted to find Kurt as soon as possible. Quinn and Tina, of course, joined him.

"How do you know where he is?" Finn asked.

Tina replied, "Quinn and I saw Mr. Hummel on the first floor and he told us where his son is."

Suddenly, Quinn felt someone hit her shoulder. "Hey!" the person shouted. "Watch where you're going!" As the three turned around, it was Santana. As she stared at them, she automatically recognized them.

"Oh, it's you." As she came towards the three, Tina hid behind Finn. But Quinn wasn't afraid. "Look goody-two shoes, I have it bad enough that I'm stuck here in this dump. If you start anything, you'll be spending more nights here."

"I didn't even say anything," Quinn responded. She knew she didn't want to start anything. Now wasn't the time anyway.

As Santana was moving her eyes around, Quinn figured she was trying to think of something, no mind-reading required. "Just stay away from me Fabray." Santana left off as the three continued to search for Kurt.

Once they finally made it to the operating room, no one was there. All that walking for nothing. Maybe if Santana didn't stop them, they would have made it.

Luckily, they found one of the doctors. "Excuse me?" Tina asked. "Do you know where Kurt Hummel is?"

"He should be in room 115." A sigh of relief came from the trio. "But at the moment, he is unable to speak. For some unknown reason, his throat is in pain."

As the three went to room 115, they saw Kurt lying on the bed as he smiled seeing his friends again. Tina rushed up to him as she cried, "Kurt, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I should have been at home with you." Kurt began to hug Tina in comfort.

So it is the same Kurt, Quinn thought. Kurt suddenly recognized her and looked up in shock. "Hey Kurt," Quinn spoke. "Nice to see you again."

Kurt noticed that Quinn, Tina, and Finn were all wearing patient clothes. How did they get in the hospital? Quinn knew he couldn't speak, but she could still hear his thoughts.

"We all got struck by lightning, like you did. Somehow, we all survived this attack and…now we're better." Though Quinn still couldn't figure how she could read minds or Tina was still unsure of her power over plants. Kurt nodded, feeling relieved.

"How long until you can go back home?" Tina asked. Kurt grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil on the night stand. He wrote down:

"About a couple more days. They said my throat should heal by then."

"That's good," Tina replied quietly.

A few hours have passed. Tina was, according to doctors, in full recovery. As her parents were having a few words with them, she waited at the lobby as they told her to. With nothing to do, Tina noticed a wilted devil's ivy next to a stack of magazines. She looked twice to make sure no one else was around.

She placed the palm of her left hand onto the wilted plant and began to concentrate. As Tina kept her focus on the ivy, the plant began to tilt up and grew a few more leaves. She still couldn't believe this was really happening. In order to make sure she wasn't going crazy, she placed her left palm again. The ivy grew slowly but surely. More leaves were popping out, much to Tina's surprise.

"How cute," a voice spoke.

Tina panicked and jumped. As she turned around, it was none other than Santana Lopez. Tina's heart began to beat fast as the toughest and most vicious girl—no, person at her school, just witnessed her special ability.

"Take anything you want!" she panicked. "I can even be your maid, assistant, anything! You name it!"

"Relax Chung Li, I won't tell anyone."

Tina was still frightened. Santana began to roll her eyes as she sat next to her. Tina became frozen and was scared shitless.

"Look," Santana spoke. "You haven't done anything to me. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"But," Tina began. "I though you were someone who was harmful or ruthless."

"I'm only like that if people decide they wanna mess with me."

"Oh…" Tina looked down at the floor. She didn't know what to do or even talk about with Santana. But then questions brought up to her mind. What was Santana doing at this very same hospital? Could she have arrived the same time Tina and the others have? It's probably just a coincidence, she thought.

"Well," as Santana stood up. "Better get back to the room before the doctors panic." As she left, Tina noticed that there was a heart shaped necklace left on the chair Santana just so happen to sit on.

"Wait, you forgot your-" as Tina went after Santana, she was already gone. She looked from her left, right, forwards, and backwards. She was nowhere to be found.

Maybe she made it to the elevator, Tina thought as she went back to the lobby.