A/N: Here is the redone chapter 3, all fixed up. :)
If anyone is re reading this, I want to thank you for the reviews, favourite's and story alerts. I know you guys are waiting on chapter 14, I will have it up tomorrow sometime after my awesome beta get's done with editing it. Just hang in there a little longer.
Meanwhile, If anyone likes reading charmed fics, I will be posting a Phoebe/Billie (Otherwise known as Phillie) one on here later tonight.. I'm going to attempt to spell check it myself. Maybe it will tide you over until tomorrow for the other fic..
(Riley's POV)
The distinctive scent of arousal assaults my nose as we get closer. 'Uh oh, the girl is getting Aris worked up. What the hell are they doing?' Devon comments; snickering in my head as she notices the scent too.
'I don't know but they both smell good.' I say honestly.
"Rachel! Great. Another one." Q, seeing her friend and another of us wolves yells out worriedly.
"Golden Jew Berry must taste good." Puck says as his eyes widen at the sight of Rachel on her back, Aris hovering over her, licking her exposed stomach while Rachel is rubbing Aris' head in contentment.
'Aris, what are you doing?' Devon asks, padding over towards them.
Q carefully walks over. "Rachel, are you ok? Is it hurting you?"
"Am I dying?" Rachel looks up at Q, eyes wide.
"What? Why would you ask that? Of course not." Q helps Rachel up and replies, perplexed.
"Well, you're an angel, your halo is very bright and your wings are absolutely beautiful. Could you take me for a fly? It would be amazing!" Rachel tells her in awe. She sounds completely serious as she stares at the blonde girl.
Q looks at her like she's grown an extra head. Suddenly, her face hardens and she turns to the two idiots. "What did you give her?"
"Hm? Give her what?" Puck mumbles distractedly as he fondles the long leaves of a nearby plant.
"PUCK! WHAT DID YOU THREE TAKE? Drugs, pot, what? Rachel is as high as you both are and I need to know what you gave her." Q seethes angrily at them.
"Ohh right. We just had a little cup of tea." He finally answers nonchalantly, stroking and talking to the over grown plant. "I found some delicious mushrooms nearby, and there's no need to yell, isn't that right fern? Tell me, how do you get your skin so soft?"
"You immature asshole. Shrooms? Just great."
"Angel? What's your name?" Rachel interrupts her. She's talking softly and stepping closer to Q, invading her personal space. "Your hair is really soft, can I have a hug? I'm quite fond of angels and it's terribly cold out."
"It's Quinn, Berry, from school? You know me." She sighs.
'I could watch them all night, but we need to get them back, its cold out.' Devon speaks to us, sounding reluctant to disturb the drama being played out in front of her.
Aris whines pitifully, obviously still aroused from her earlier scritching. 'You're right. Damn, look at them. Rachel is being very touchy feely. Hey! Uh... anyone up for going back to mine later?'
"Quinn Berry? My last name is Berry too, Quinn. I know a Quinn, you actually look like her."
"Yeah. Listen, Rachel. We need to get back to our tents. It's late and really cold out. Let's go get warmed up, okay?" Quinn pulls back with another exasperated sigh.
"Okay, I'm cold too and I spotted caves earlier. Let's seek shelter there; we can keep each other warm. Cloud?" She turns to Aris. "Do you know where they are? Could you lead us to them?"
'Cloud? That's cute. You are pure white. I like it, now I want a name too.' I laugh at Aris' new nickname.
'I like it too. Maybe Quinn will name you?' She replies, nodding, then stands on all fours, heading in the direction of the caves.
Quinn blows out a breath of air and grabs for Rachel's hand as they start to follow Aris, or Cloud as Rachel has renamed her. "This is too messed up. I'm never going camping again."
The rest of us fall in line, I make sure the guys stay in the middle. Puck has pulled out part of the plant and is carrying it with him. The short walk there is filled with silence, with the exception of Rachel tripping up occasionally from staring at Quinn the whole time.
"Look, Angel, the caves! There are so many. Which one should we enter?"
"Finally, I'm beat. Alright, listen up, Puck and Sam get in your own tent… cave... whatever. Lie down and go to sleep. Do not come out until morning, is that clear?" Ignoring Rachel, Quinn addresses the guys sternly, leaving no room for protest.
"Which one, Q? I'm going to take fern here to bed." Puck asks, looking around then points to the plant as he leers at it.
"Eww." She shakes her head at the idiot boy and points to the tent that he was supposed to be sharing with Sam. "That one, and be expecting a lecture from me tomorrow. Go to bed."
"That one looks good, Puck. Fern can sleep in the middle of us." Sam tells him and walks over to the tent. Puck nods and follows, and they disappear inside.
Quinn walks over to another tent and points her finger at it. "Rachel, this one is yours."
"Oh good! Let's go in, Quinn. Hey, that rhymed." Rachel smiles happily at the blonde before bending down to each of us to give us a hug and a quick kiss to the side of our muzzles. "Goodnight wolf friends. Thank you for your help, and I hope to see you all again." She looks up to Quinn and tilts her head. "Angel, name our wolf before we enter the cave."
"What?" Quinn splutters at the thought of naming a wild animal. "No, I'm not naming it!"
"Please?" Rachel pleads and touches Quinn's arm. "The others have one. It's your turn to name a wolf. She has a beautiful rich black coat, so choose a suitable name."
"This is ridiculous. Fine, I pick Shadow." She gives in with a sigh and an eye roll, looks at me and then names me without much thought.
"Shadow? I like it. Tell her goodnight." Rachel approves, smiling.
"Night wolf." She waves absently at us as she shoos Rachel closer to her tent. "Now, will you please go in your 'cave' and go to sleep?"
"Yes, I'll do that now." Rachel gives in finally.
'Sweet. Let's get out of here.' Aris comments, ready to go. I laugh. She is still aroused.
'Lets. We'll come back tomorrow and check in on them.' Devon says and I agree as well. With one last look at the duo, we take off.
(Quinn's POV)
I tiredly unzip the tent and nudge her into the opening.
"Oh! Santana has discovered the cave first and has fallen. Quinn, quickly, lower me down. I must tend to her at once!" High Rachel exclaims in panic, I roll my eyes for what felt like the 50th time tonight.
"Keep your voice down, she's fine."
"Wazzat?" S mumbles groggily.
"She may be hurt, Angel. Help me down this instance!" Berry yells at me, sounding really worried.
"Okay, okay, keep quiet. Here," I pull apart the opening to the tent, playing to Rachel's hallucination. "Step in, there."
She kneels beside her, speaking surprisingly tenderly, brushing hair behind S' ear. "Santana, are you hurt? Can you hear me? Open your eyes." My heart sort of flip flops at the concern in Rachel's voice.
"Rach, stop. She's fine, she's sleeping"
"Berry, what're you doin'? I hears you fine." S groans and then turns her head the other way. I scoot further in, zipping the tent back up.
"You're okay, Right? You're not hurting anywhere?"
"What are you goin' on about? Why wouldn't I be okay? Stop that, your freaking me out."
This is kind of amusing.
"I thought that you'd fallen." Rachel's speaks seriously as she starts to rub Santana's back in comfort. "This cave is so deep and the walls so high. It's a long drop and you're just lying here on the ground. I was worried."
"Okay, what the hell? Are you sleepwalking?" She turns her head back and looks at Rachel strangely. I want to laugh. As if sensing my presence, she looks over here, her brows furrow.
"Q? God, you guys suck, playing me like that. Leave me alone. I was sleeping, damn it."
"I'm sorry, Santana. I didn't realize that you were in fact sleeping, but Quinn and I need shelter too. It's safer if we stay together, we can keep each other warm. You are already quite warm so, I'm going to cover us up with this blanket I just found." Rachel rambles as she attempts to lie down against S with her blanket. "Angel, come lie down and rest with us."
"Seriously? Cut it out, this isn't funny. Get off me, Berry."
"Santana, let her. This isn't us messing with you. While everyone has been asleep, Puck, Sam, and Berry here; drank a little magic tea. We've had quite the adventure but now I'm seriously tired and cold." I finally let her in on what's going on.
"What? Tell me you're jokin?"
"I'm not. Those two assholes let her have shroom tea. I woke up hearing Puck and Sam outside my tent, went to investigate then ended up in the woods. I'll tell you about it tomorrow, right now I just want to sleep. So humor Rachel and let her relax how she needs to." I explain, conveying the seriousness of it all, hoping she will comply.
Rachel has scooted over some, leaving minimal space between them and is staring at her hands. S observes her with realization. "Shit's not cool, Q. What the hell were they thinking? She's stoned as fuck."
"They weren't thinking, obviously. They're so stupid and irresponsible. Will you keep an eye on her? I just want to go to sleep and Britt shouldn't be alone all night." I reply, frustrated at this whole thing.
"You're crazy. You can't leave me with her. No, let's switch tents. I'll sleep with B."
"San, give me a break. Tonight has been intense, okay? I'll owe you." I plead with her, wanting to lie down in peace and quiet. It had been a very long night so far.
"Hell yeah you will, stoned people are unpredictable. Actually, Puck and Sam owe us both for this shit." She gives in reluctantly.
"Yeah, they do. Thanks, S. I'll see you in the morning." I thank her and shoot her a rueful smile before I unzip the tent again.
"Angel? Why are you leaving the cave?" Rachel suddenly pipes up as she sees me leaving. "Come lie down with us, it's cold out there."
I sigh heavily, hoping for an easy exit. "I'm going to go explore a different cave. I'm not sleepy yet, close your eyes and go to sleep, okay?" S snorts at my playing along and I roll my eyes at her.
"Oh, don't be long. Though I'm sure you can take care of yourself, do be careful. Caves are dangerous places." Rachel buys it, thankfully.
I smile and shake my head. "Sure, night berry."
"Goodnight angel."
"Why does she keep calling you that?" Santana asks irritably just as I'm about to escape.
"Apparently, I'm an angel with a bright halo and beautiful wings." I can't help but smirk at my friend.
"Oh, yes! You certainly are, Angel!"
"An angel? Right. So, you're an angel... and I'm just, me? I'm surprised she doesn't see horns on my head." S mumbles disbelievingly, flopping onto her stomach with a huff. I frown my confusion at her.
"Easy, San. The cave floor is hard; I don't want you to get hurt. Why would you have horns? Certainly you aren't a demon."
"Berry, if you don't stop touching me, I'm going to tie you up. Now back the hell off!"
"S!" I hiss out at her angry threat.
Rachel quickly moves to the other side of the tent and huddles into the corner as she stares over at Santana. "Maybe you are a demon after all. I'm very sorry for making you angry; I was only trying to soothe you. Please don't tie me up."
"Rachel," I huff. "She isn't a demon, just grouchy and tired. I promise she won't tie you up." I turn my angry gaze to the other girl before lowering my head so that I can whisper in her ear. "San, please be nice, you're scaring her, and I know from movies what could happen when someone on drugs get freaked out. She could have a bad trip. She may see me as an angel but she's being gentle with you, don't look a gift horse in the mouth, she could be calling us both out on how shitty we are to her. So apologize and let her lie back down and whatever you do, don't yell or scare her anymore."
"Yes, mother." She replies sarcastically. "Now get gone. Go get your beauty sleep oh wait, you're an angel, you don't need it, what with your already radiating beauty and all."
I sigh and lean my head against hers, her hair smells good. "Don't be like that. I can't help how she or anyone else sees me. And, don't ever call me that again. Night S." I whisper, swallowing the lump in my throat along with the words 'you are beautiful too.' Then shoot up and out of the tent before she can reply.
(Santana's POV)
Whatever, this shit is crazy. "Berry, I'm sorry okay? Come lie back down, Yoshi." I apologize, looking over at her. She has her legs pulled up with her arms wrapped around them and her head down. She looks up at me through long lashes.
"Are you sure? I don't want to anger you further."
"Yes I'm sure. I can see you shaking get over here." I answer a little sympathetically, pulling back the cover for her. She moves quickly over, sliding back beside me. I drop the cover over her.
"Thank you, non demon Santana. I'm super cold; however, I will attempt not to touch you. This blanket will have to do to keep us both warm. At least it's soft. It feels like a cloud." She thanks me, making me feel bad, damn her. I wish Q would have stayed but I don't like the idea of Britt being alone either. She's still my best friend, even if we aren't together anymore.
"Uh… I'm going to turn the lantern off, k?" I sit up and warn her, reaching for it.
"Mmhm." She mumbles sleepily and I feel her shiver. I switch it off and darkness surrounds us. I then grab my blanket and lay it over us as I lie back down, this time on my side facing her.
"It's dark. I can't see you."
"I'm right here, Yoshi." I tell her, rolling my eyes.
"Good. Goodnight, San." She whispers, using my nickname again. It's weird for her to call me that, she hasn't ever before. She shivers again. I sigh and make a quick decision. My body presses against hers, arm wrapping around her waist.
"Oh, well hello there. You're warm."
"Yeah, and you're cold. You tell 'anyone' I'm doing this… Let's just say it won't end well, got it?" I threaten her. The last thing I need is someone finding out I snuggled with the gremlin.
"I won't, it'll be our secret, non demon Santana. Just, don't let me go. My shivering has lessened already, thank you. Too bad our wolf friends aren't here; their fur would keep us warm in this dank cave." She says as she squeezes my hand, making it tingle. I ignore the feeling. She presses back into me, her ass hitting my centre. I grunt and close my eyes, trying to ignore that feeling too.
Wait, wolf friends? Right, Funny. There aren't any wolves in this area, are there? Nah. And, even if there were, they wouldn't be friendly. I sigh and let sleep take me, too tired to think anymore.
