A/N : Ok, so this was originally apart of the last chapter, but I didn't think it meshed well, so I decided to post it separately (which is why its short), because of its shortness I will still be posting the regular update this weekend. Anyways, to comment on a few reviews I got this week, rose : right now all you ( and every other reader) know is that Rachel has enhanced senses, however ( slight spoiler alert) I have left her gift somewhat ambiguous on purpose. Blatantly Anonymous : yup, it will be a long road to redemption, but hopefully these girls will pull through…wait what I am saying of course they will it's Faberry.

Chapter 6A

The first thing Rachel noticed before she even opened her eyes was a pounding headache. Her head felt like it had been hit with a brick, she guessed it was just another side effect of the drug. The second thing Rachel noticed was softness, she was in a new bed. A normal bed, soft mattress, sheets, a comforter, and pillows. A nice change from the roughness of the cell. Thirdly, and lastly, she noticed a rhythmic heartbeat and breathing. There was someone else in the room, she knew who it was just by the definitive scent. Rachel opened her eyes; it was an entirely new room, small, kind of like a college dorm. Quinn was asleep in a chair in the opposite corner of the room. Rachel stared at the blonde, this was the first time she was able to see her in a non-stressful situation. She was even more beautiful than she remembered, her hair way slightly longer, but not by much, and it still had that delicate wave that Rachel loved. She looked more mature, this was defiantly not the nineteen year old girl from five years ago.

The blonde began to stir in the chair, her eyes slowly fluttering open. Rachel sat up in the bed, leaning her back against the wall the bed was up against.

" Why am I not in my cell?" the former diva asked.

Quinn was awake now, her eyes becoming fully open at the sound of Rachel's voice.

" Because I didn't want you in there anymore" she answered simply.

Rachel scoffed " So you wanted me in there before?"

Quinn's brow furrowed " No, not exactly."

They sat there staring at each other, taking in each other, challenging the other to say something.

" Just because you're in here doesn't mean you have a better chance of escaping, we have a tracking device in you, and top security surrounding the room."

" What makes you think I'm going to try and escape?" she questioned.

Quinn stared at her intently " You've been running for the past six years" Quinn answered, pointing out she knew Rachel's gut instinct.

Quinn moved, coming to sit at the edge of Rachel's bed. The blonde noticed Rachel tense at the action, causing her to lose her train of thought.

"For four years I searched for a way to get you out of here, only to find out you have been working for them, the people who take away our freedom, who ridicule us and treat us like animals" Rachel appeared calm, but inside she was holding back tears.

" It's not like that anymore, MICA has changed, you don't have to run anymore Rachel, we can help you get back a normal life" Quinn said, fighting the urge to move closer to the girl.

" You were the one who made me run in the first place, or did you forget?"

Quinn stared her dead in the eye " No I didn't forget."

Rachel shifted her gaze down, not being able to handle the eye contact " Please leave Quinn, I want to be alone."

Quinn hesitated before standing, leaving the room without another word. Rachel was broken, they both were, and it would a long way to healing.

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Quinn didn't care what Puck and the others thought, she needed Beth to keep her sane, the girl leveled her, kept her mind from wandering to Rachel every last second. So here she was, sitting at the dinner table of the Berry's New York apartment. She was there to pick up Beth, who they started looking after as soon as Puck got put on an assignment. They were more than happy to do so, to them, Beth was like their grandchild.

" How are you holding up Quinn?" James asked, still laughing as his husband tried to get Beth to place her napkin in her lap.

" Better now that Rachel's been moved, which reminds me, in a few days she should be cleared for visits" Quinn said, finally just placing the napkin in her daughters lap, earning an eye roll from her daughter. She would have to scold Puck for teaching her that habit; doubtless it was him she picked it up from.

James and Dean became noticeably happier "Thank god, I don't think I could have gone another day without being able to see her" Dean exasperated, clearly relieved by the news.

" It's funny, I haven't seen in her in six years, I thought I would never get to see her again, and yet there she is, still being held at arm's length away from me, I just need to see her, to tell her I love her" James added, the mood becoming more emotional.

The three of them all had similar, if not identical, feelings about the situation.

" I can't help but notice you didn't really answer my question" James commented " How are you?"

Quinn paused, she knew how she felt. She was miserable, watching Rachel in pain was nothing but pure torture. She wanted to rip her heart out and set it on fire, it was driving her insane, she was losing sleep, couldn't concentrate, all she could think about was Rachel.

Quinn held back tears "I love her" she said.

" We know sweet heart, and we know how tough this must be on you, just know we are here for you" Dean said, resting his hand on the girls shoulder.

The group continued to talk about random events through dinner, the three adults gushing when Beth described her eventful day at school, lightening the mood slightly. It was adorable when the miniature blonde got so excited. Quinn left with Beth after she helped clean the dishes, promising to call the Berry's when Rachel was cleared for visitation.

The car ride home was quite for about ten minutes, until Beth spoke "Mom?"

"Yes baby."

" I know I'm just a kid and everything but I want to know about her, I don't remember her, but I sometimes here you and dad and grand-pap and grand-dad talk about her, Rachel I mean" she said bashfully.

Quinn was in shock, she knew she would one day have to have this discussion with her daughter, but it still caught her by surprise when she asked. She should have anticipated the questions after they had talked so openly about the girl at dinner, something they usually didn't do.

Beth didn't wait for an answer from her mother " Is it true, do you love her?"

" I do, yes I love her" Quinn replied, concentrating on the road, she was afraid she would cry if she looked at Beth.

" So tell me about her."

" How about when we get home baby, I promise we can talk then."

The rest of the ride was silent, making Quinn even more nervous, it meant her daughter was deep in thought, probably thinking of more questions to ask. Quinn swore her daughter always knew the perfect way to catch her off guard. When they got home Beth went directly to the living room and sat on the couch, waiting for Quinn to follow. Quinn hesitated before following, she knew it was about time her daughter found out about Rachel, but it didn't make it any easier for her to talk about it.

" Aright, spit it out madre" Beth smiled as Quinn sat next to her.

Quinn laughed " Do me a favor and plug your ears when your around your father."

Beth smiled, snuggling up to her mother.

"Alright, what do you want to know first?"

" What does she look like?" Beth asked.

Quinn reached to the side table next to the couch, pulling out the drawer attached. It took her a second to get the large photo album out of the drawer, she didn't want to move too much and risk Beth moving from her position.

" How about you see for yourself, my words won't be able to describe how beautiful she is."

Quinn flipped about halfway through the album, it was a picture of the two of them at nationals their senior year. They had just won and Rachel was kissing Quinn's cheek.

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" And the winners of this year's National Show Choir Competition is…." The man drawled on, a recording of a drum roll could be heard in the background.

Quinn's hand were beginning to hurt from the way Rachel was squeezing them, but her nerves were too great for her to truly concentrate on anything but the butterfly's in her stomach as the man opened the letter containing the results.

" New Directions" the man bellowed.

The room erupted into cheers, confetti spread everywhere as the club jumped up and down, hugging and saying things like " Holy shit we won".

Rachel engulfed Quinn in a hug, kissing her cheek in front of everyone.

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" She's really pretty mom" Beth awed at the pictures of Rachel in front of her, she continued to flip through the book as Quinn watched her expression.

" How did you meet?" she asked, still looking at the pictures.

Quinn smirked " Well, we met in high school, the exact moment I can't pinpoint but I can tell you that we never really…well….got along so to speak, until our junior year."

Beth looked puzzled " You fought with her?"

" Um..well…it was high school and I had some problems maturing, I wasn't very nice to her. Having you was what really helped shape me up."

" Why weren't you nice to her?" The miniature blonde pressed, curiosity in her eyes.

" I thought I was above everyone else at that age, I learned pretty quickly that the world didn't revolve around me though."

"Where did she go mom, why have I never met her if you love her?"

Quinn hesitated before answering " You know about the accident in Lima, the explosion that made a lot of us how we are, well where I work, MICA, didn't used to be like it is now. They came after us, they scared us so we ran. Your Dad, your Aunts Santana and Brittany, Uncle Finn, Kurt, Mercedes, all of us from Lima, including Rachel, ran. After a year of running, MICA caught up to us, they caught your dad and I, the others had already been taken except for Rachel, Jesse and Emily, I can tell you about those two another day, but, they caught us, and I was separated from her."

" And now they have caught her" she stated more as fact than a question.

" Yes, and now they caught her."

" Then why are you not with her, why are you still sad?" Beth asked, the thought of her mother being sad causing her pain as well.

" It's not that easy baby, it's very complicated."

" Yes it is, you love her, so go be with her" Beth said.

Quinn wished it was that simple, but she wouldn't tell her daughter that. Instead she wrapped her arms around the smaller version of herself, drawing her in for a hug.

" Tell me more about her" Beth demanded, her head still pressed against her mother.

Quinn laughed lightly "that's enough for today, your exhausting your mother."