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Chapter 4

As they sat on Rachel's couch that night watching Funny Girl, once again, a question came into Rachel's mind as she fiddled with her ring. Happy that it was back where it belonged. Turning to look at Quinn, who seemed to be entranced in the film, but Rachel knew that she couldn't wait for it to be over. Pausing the movie, Rachel asked her quietly, "What are we going to do about finishing school?"

Quinn turned to face the girl she loved. A smile formed on her face as she instantly said, "I'll transfer to NYU. They have an awesome art program."

"Really, you'd do that for me? You've always wanted to go to North Carolina."

Shaking her head, she took Rachel's hands and looked her in the eyes. "Rachel, listen to me. I don't care where I am, as long as I'm with you, my dreams will be complete. And I'll still be able to get a degree in Photography just like I wanted to. So, don't worry about it. Okay?"

"Quinn, I don't want you to do that…"

"Too bad, it's already done." Reaching into her back pocket, she took out a folded letter. "I already got accepted." Holding it up, she smiled proudly, as she saw the love in Rachel's eyes. "Rachel, are you okay?"

Nodding, she flung her arms around Quinn's neck and hugged her. "I love you."

Quinn held her close and whispered, "I love you too."

A Year Later…

As Quinn walked down the hall of NYU, heading to her advanced photo class, she took out her phone and sent a quick text to her wife. I love you. That was all she sent, then she snapped her phone shut and walked into the art hallway.

When she reached the end of the hall, she heard a gunshot ring out through the halls. It was then all chaos. Students were running and screaming. She couldn't move. Not believing that this was actually happening to her. This kind of thing happened to other schools.

Noticing that she was standing alone in the hall, she quickly ran into the closest classroom, which happened to her classroom. She saw other students there, but they were busy talking to their loved ones. Looking at her phone, she realized she had no service. Naturally, she thought.

Just then the door opened and two gunmen walked in with mp45s. Quinn's voice was caught in her throat as she looked up at the masked men. "Which one of you is Quinn Fabray?" The one who entered first asked. They all looked around at each other. "Don't make me start shooting people, I know you're in here."

They didn't say anything. Quinn's heart was beating a thousand miles a second. The one who spoke earlier, shook his head and reached and grabbed a girl her age. She had brown hair and blue eyes. He held her close to his body and pointed the gun to her head. "I'll count to three…One…Two….Th-"

"Don't hurt her!" Quinn spoke up, as she got to her feet. "Just let her go. Please."

"Ah, there you are Quinnie." He smiled evilly as he released the girl and roughly grabbed her arm. "Let's have a little chat." He back handed her hard, and she could see stars behind her eyes. She was dragged off campus then thrown into a van. She was then hit with the butt of the gun and she blacked out.

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