A/N: For those of you reading my other fic, Always You, I'm sorry for the late update but I have a horrible case of writers block. I started on it but it won't be up for a while. Thank you for your patience!

Santana snarled and let her succubus side take over to the point that she could almost see everyone's life force illuminating around them.

The mohawked demon looked between all the girls before raising an eyebrow, "You know she won't be pleased about this."

Santana pulled him closer to her face, "I could give a shit about HER."

Before he could get another word in, a knife went in his chest and got pulled out with a slick sound. Blood choked out of his mouth as he looked down surprised. It's not very common for a demon to die and the pain is so foreign that it almost eludes the senses. His skin cracked slowly and turned gray before crumbling to ash.

Santana looked up to see Marley wipe her knife with a bloody hanker chief. She had an emotionless expression as she shook her head, "Just because we've stopped trying to kill you, doesn't mean we stopped killing all demons." Brittany looked almost heart-broken as she moved her tongue around her mouth. Marley gave her a soft rub on her back, "Sorry, I know you're hungry."

"It's fine, he didn't smell all that amazing. I'm just.. It's burning."

Brittany rubbed her throat as Quinn groaned and kicked a hole through the wall. Everyone turned in shock at the burst of noise as she threw a tantrum.

"Do you have a problem?" Santana demanded.

"I'm just wondering how far the two of you are willing to go along with this shit. Obviously we have bigger problems like ash boy pointed out."

"I can't just let it go. It's not that easy."

"Then what is it like?"

Santana and Brittany looked at each other and spoke at the same time, "Complicated."

Marley's eyebrows scrunched up as she crossed her arms, "It just got complicated for all of us. You really think the world will handle what you guys have together? Do you both understand how dangerous things can get?"

Santana groaned, "Can you guys stop repeating yourself like a broken record?"

"Only when you stop putting us in danger." Marley stressed. She and Quinn looked at each other for a moment when they realized their growing comradeship.

"Well, we should split up for a bit. We need to make sure there aren't any scents around the area and Brittany needs to feed."

"That's smart." Quinn grunted, "It's not like every horror movie points out that it's a bad idea the split up."

"Horror movies never counted on the bad guys yielding. Plus look at her, she's starving."

Brittany stood there with her jaw clenched. The more they talked about her hunger the more she was feeling it. She hasn't fed once and the craving in the pit of her stomach wasn't a pretty feeling.

Quinn looked like she was lost in thought for a few seconds, "Fine. I'll keep the hunter company while you guys do your thing."

"What do you mean keep me company?" Marley inquired.

"It's not like I haven't watched over you before. But I can't promise that I'll be alive by the end of it."

Brittany and Santana nodded and left without saying another word.

Quinn felt the tension grow between her and Marley as the seconds passed. She jumped on the couch and spread herself out comfortably, "Before you try to kill me, I'm not here to hurt you or play some dirty tricks. I'm a bad guy but that doesn't mean I'm not loyal."

"Tell that to the girl you fed from."

"What?"

Marley took out the now bent picture the detective gave her and flicked it at Quinn, "She looks pretty."

Quinn snatched it from the air and scoffed, "For a human. Too bad neither I or Santana fed on her. Some people can just go missing you know."

Marley gave a defeated sigh and sat by Quinn's feet, "I can't believe I'm letting this happen. I'm sitting here with a demon talking about her eating habits and that's not even the worst part. The worst part is letting my guardian and your friend play hooky."

"I'm not exactly thrilled either. Demons and feelings really don't mix that well."

"How would you know?"

Quinn paused, "Experience."

"Did you have a pain in the ass annoying you as well?"

She gave a sad smile and shook her head as she handed the photo back to Marley, "Not really but she was a hunter like you."

"Which one was she?"

"I guarantee you haven't heard of her."

"Why?" Marley said while giving no particular interest.

"Because I was the one who killed her before her name was even muttered by a demon."

She scoffed and threw the photo away from her, "I thought you said you loved her?"

"I did. I loved her and she loved me."

"What happened?"

"My kind came after us when they found out. When one of us falls in love, it's seen as a weakness and my kind definitely doesn't like weaknesses. They'll torture humans until they die in front of the one in love. But they won't if you kill your lover first. "

"Why would you chance something like that?"

"I didn't have a choice. It just happened."

[Summer 1920]

Quinn smiled at her prey's known presence and slowly walked to the forest without making a sound. They both stood perfectly still while listening to the sounds around them.

She spotted Rachel first and with a growl ripping through the air she charged at her with her claws growing. It must've amused Rachel because she laughed while dodging Quinn's attack and pushed her on the floor. She landed face down in the dirt and grass with a soft grunt. The girl bent over and picked Quinn up by her hair and pressed a knife against her throat, "Gotcha."

Quinn was neither scared or excited, she was angry. With her heart pounding in her head, she slid her hand between the blade and her throat and twisted the knife out of Rachel's grasp. A deep gash sliced through her hand. Blood dripped out as she was about to turn the knife on her opponent. The pain was so excruciating that she dropped to her knees and coddled her injury.

"What the fuck was on that blade?"

"Something to hurt you." Rachel said with uncertainty. "I've been hunting you for weeks now. It's not like I'm not gonna be protected with something to disable you."

"You mean something to kill me with?"

"I wouldn't exactly say it's to kill you."

"I wouldn't exactly call you a hunter."

Rachel took offense and scoffed, "I'll have you know I've used this blade plenty of times."

"For what? Wood carving? You couldn't even track me correctly. I had to leave clues for you to find me and even then it took you forever. I don't even see the point in killing you now. You're useless."

"You're incredibly rude."

"Says the person who put a knife to my throat." Quinn grunted.

"You charged at me making animal noises!" Rachel sighed as Quinn stood silent and kept her scowl. She motioned toward her hand, "Let me see."

"No."

She jerked Quinn's hand towards her and received a sharp yelp, "You are such a baby... It's not too bad." Rachel took out a rag from her pocket and started dabbing. "It could've been worse. The knife could've ending up in your throat."

"I doubt it." Quinn said while pulling her hand back towards her chest. When she looked down to inspect it she growled, "Now I'm gonna have a limp."

"She found out then that I was a shape shifter and told me she couldn't kill me because it'd go against her pledge to not hurt animals. I didn't see the point in hurting her so I wasn't a threat. It just sort of sparked from then on."

"Okay, so what happened?"

Quinn's voice strained as she closed her eyes, "Like I said, others found out about our romance.. She made me promise to never come back to her if it meant losing each other. I begged stupidly to let me protect her since she'd be in more danger than me."

"You're so frustrating... Just let me help you." A tear fell down as she hid her face in the nook of Rachel's shoulder, "Please."

"You told me what would happen if you stayed. You said it'd be worse for both of us."

"I don't care about me! I've already lived my life with you. I can't just leave you here. The world can't lose you."

"We can't just run away either. I've seen the demons after us.. They'll find us and even if we kill them there will always be others. Please, you can't be here anymore. You have to go."

Quinn shook her head and gave a soft whine, "What if they make me kill you?"

"Then you'll do as your told."

"I won't take orders from weaker-"

Rachel softly grabbed her hair from behind her ears to lift up her head. She looked into her almost golden eyes fiercely, "You'll do as I tell you. You'll act like you don't care about me. You'll act like killing me is as easy as killing anyone else. Now you have to go before they come."

Quinn whined a second time while grabbing Rachel's hands from her head and wrapping them in her own. She gave them a soft kiss before carefully letting them go and falling on all fours with her tail literally between her legs. She gave one last look at Rachel before growling out of frustration and running till her paws were numb from the impact.

"And that's all? You left her defenseless?"

"I had to."

"Why?"

"Because if they caught us together, Rachel would've suffered a much more painful death than what happened."

[Spring 1921]

Quinn heard familiar footsteps approaching behind her and smelled the only scent that could make her fluttering heart stop with a hard thud. She turned to see the only person she's come to love being held down by two other demons.

"Prove that you don't love her."

She clenched her jaw in attempt to hide the her pain, "How?"

"Kill her."

The words clenched her insides but she made sure it showed no impact, "What would that prove? She's nothing to me. You both know that."

She risked eye contact with Rachel and felt more pain in her entire being than she's ever felt before. Her lover's lips slightly twitched and gave a nod that was so faint that only Quinn could've understood what it meant. It was an understanding and such a loving goodbye in the slightest of movements that she wished to end this all and run with her. But she knew the consequences.

The demon smiled and threw Rachel to the ground. She grunted as she clawed at the dirt from impact.

"Then you won't have a problem killing her."

It was almost ironic that she would be etched into Quinn's life like that. She wouldn't forget anything because of who it was and what this all meant. They've already said their goodbyes but now the only thing left was to finish the job.

Quinn's figure shook as her eyes turned a fierce gold. A growl ripped from her chest as soon as her hands turned to paws and hit the floor gracefully. Her teeth bared in pain and disgust as she shook her mane. Quinn was Rachel's lion, her protector. What she was about to do would be unforgivable in any love story but it has to be understood that this isn't a love story. She felt like a knife was cutting through her chest but it didn't feel like a nice clean cut; it felt jagged and dull as if her skin were tougher than most. It only made it hurt more. She pounced forward and roared in great pain as she sliced through her lover's chest and ripped both their hearts in a single swipe.

Quinn's lips curled into a disgusted smile, "Despite the rumor that we're unable to love or have attachments like you humans do, I loved her more than most humans can imagine. There is more to the world than just the human spectrum of emotions. Your species believes in happy endings when you've found the one. In reality, everything just gets a lot more complicated and painful."

"Well like you said, there is a lot more to human emotions. I think there is more to your emotions than you could know."

Silence fell between them as they soaked in their words. Quinn felt angry at herself and even more so at Santana. How could she be so stupid? The consequences were major, especially when the woman in charge of all this was watching every move they made. Quinn shuddered at the thought of her. The unnamed woman could strike fear in Santana's bones just by thinking of her. She was a woman to be careful around. Of course, they never spoke of her or uttered her name because if they did, everyone would be in danger.

So Santana walked down the street with Brittany and while blocking the thought of the woman from her mind. The now dead demon had good reason for warning her but she was a big girl and could take care of her own problems. Both of the girl's hands bumped together awkwardly as they walked past the school.

"I don't trust your friend."

"Quinn'll take care of her. She offered so we can obviously get you fed. So what's your preference? girls? boys? hybrids? shape shifters? elementals?"

"Elementals?"

Santana scowled, "Stupid show offs that can control certain elements around them. That demon earlier was an earth elemental. He got so good that he could warp mirrors around him so he could be inside them."

"How-"

"Mirrors are just sand.. Everything was once a part of the earth. Of course he's a total dick head." She stopped herself and regrouped, "Was a total dick head."

Brittany softly bumped her shoulder into Santana, "I'm sorry if he was a friend or something."

"He wasn't. He was more of a pain in everyone's ass. Honestly, I would feel better about his death if you would've fed off him."

Brittany stopped walking and lifted her arms in defeat, "I don't know how to do any of this. How should I know how to even look for stupid show off demons? YOU just fell in my lap."

Santana smiled softly and shook her head, "Yeah well everything happens for a reason.."

"Why do I feel so alive around you?" Brittany whispered as their hands bumped together again.

Santana looked around trying to find the words, "We're just..."

"Impossible."

"Yes.. Impossible." She said as her last breath knocked out of her at the sound of the word. "You intrigued me since I first smelled you to the point that it drove me insane. I don't think it was an accident that we crossed paths."

"If I learned anything out of what I've become and the past two days, it's that everything is balanced on this earth. We balance. It's like we were meant to have this conversation and are meant to keep having it. But can I trust this feeling? Can I trust that this feeling is safe and real?"

"Maybe it's not safe.. But if you can't trust me, then trust this."

She grabbed Brittany by her waist and pulled her in. She closed the distance between their lips and felt ice-cold chills run down from her lips to her toes. She kissed carefully and tried to keep her teeth from sinking into Brittany's lips. She was afraid that it would kill her or her blood would be too amazing to stop. Brittany's arms wrapped around Santana's neck and felt herself get lost in her. The kiss explained more for them than words could explain.

Brittany felt the feeling in the pit of her stomach grow into identical burning that her throat had and her finger tips urged to pierce in Santana's warm skin more each second. Her breathing became labored as she tasted the inside of her mouth. Cinnamon and spices overwhelmed her senses and all she could think about was breathing it in, so she did. She felt her hunger grow as she breathed in every scent Santana had to offer and felt the girl grow weak in her arms. She needed more as the seconds grew longer and eventually willed herself to push away.

She shook her head as she covered her mouth, "I-I have to go."

"Wait-"

Santana clawed at the air as Brittany left.