The 100
By: TracyCook
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creators of Glee and The Vampire Diaries (Unfortunately).
Warning : Smut, morbidity, and death (not to any of the main characters)
Couple: Quinn/Rachel, Bonnie/Damon, Rebekah/Caroline
Author's Note : So much comic relief and romance in this chapter! :)) I hope that y'all will enjoy it! Please tell me what you think!
Rating: M
The 100
'I Got A Secret. I'm Telling Everyone.'
They weren't welcome.
The creatures that Niklaus had seen in the forest had left clear warning signs to them. They wanted them to leave their territory. They wanted them to go back to where they came from. The only problem with that was that they weren't capable of going back to the Ark. And, even if they did somehow make it back to the Ark they wouldn't last long. Their resources were dwindling down every day. That was the entire reason they had sent the prisoners on the expedition in the first place.
Quinn had run out of ideas. That was until Caroline told her about her brilliant plan to make a communication device using a computer from Earth and her bracelet monitor. If she could do that then they could talk to their parents and figure out what to do next.
At this point, communication with the Ark was their only chance.
The "grounders," as they called them, were some form of advanced human race that had survived years of radiation and evolved. They were extremely powerful and dangerous creatures, and they knew that they didn't have long before they started killing people. What they were doing was actually quite civilized. They were warning before starting a war.
'Maybe we could communicate with them somehow if we can't contact the Ark...'
Hazel eyes landed on Damon and Rachel who were walking beside her. He had his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders and he was constantly looking around for any sign of danger. Danger was all around them. Quinn could hear the rustling of leafs above them, she could see the shadows of creatures jumping over their heads, she knew that they could strike at any minute and she was prepared to protect Rachel as well.
The entire night, her mind had been consumed with thoughts of the other woman. She kept imagining what it would have been like if she had gotten back to the campsite to find her dead. She could see it in her head and it made her feel sick to her stomach. Rachel Salvatore was an innocent young woman that had never had the opportunity to enjoy life. She wanted her to have that opportunity. She wanted her to live a long and wonderful life.
Quinn was growing quite attached to Rachel.
'I've only known her for a few days...' Her mind attempted to remind her, but it didn't matter. It didn't matter how long she had known her, she knew that she needed to have her in her life.
Rebekah was keeping her eye on Caroline in a similar manner. What had happened the previous night had rattled her. She couldn't shake the image of Kol on top of the beautiful blonde with the knife to her throat. She knew that all the other girl was trying to do was save Rachel and she respected and loved her for that, but sometimes she wished that she would be a little more careful.
Caroline's naivety was what made her a victim so often.
She was always getting caught up in her thoughts or experiments. So caught up, that she would throw herself into dangerous situations because she was oblivious to the world around her. Her positive nature could make her a target. When you looked at the world with wide eyes and a bright smile, you sometimes forgot, or chose to forget, the dark parts of the world.
'Like right now, for instance.'
The blonde was skipping around in the forest, her blonde curls bouncing as she jumped. Every time that they would reach a broken down building, she would be the first to run up to it and start to explore. Looking inside for any signs of a computer she could use. Huge dimpled grin on her face. So oblivious to the fact that there could be a grounder inside waiting to kill her. They could have built traps. Things could be more dangerous than they appeared.
Caroline kicked a piece of trash on the ground and then she jumped down from the building and started to head North again.
Rebekah never took her eyes off of her. She was always close behind, prepared to stand in the way of any trap and protect the naive tech-nerd.
Blue eyes widened and filled with excitement as she spotted a large building through the trees. Caroline couldn't believe the shape that the building was in. There weren't very many cracks and holes in the walls. The trees had started to grow through the structure, but the structure had somehow managed to sustain itself. It looked like the perfect place to find a computer and to use for shelter.
"Oh my god! Look at that building you guys!" Caroline pointed at it.
Everyone looked at it. They too were shocked by how pristine the building looked.
"I'm gonna go check it out!" The blonde exclaimed, starting to run through the forest toward the building.
"Caroline!" Rebekah shouted in a reprimanding tone. The building was still far away and there was no way that she was going to let her run off ahead of them to check if there was a computer. She understood her excitement, but she needed to walk with the group.
Caroline twisted around and she noticed that the British woman had her lips pursed in annoyance and her arms crossed over her chest. She knew that she had promised she wouldn't run off without anyone, she had just got excited. She offered Rebekah a sheepish grin as she waited for the others to catch up with her.
'It's Just A Question, There's Nothing Wrong Or Right.
But, Your Intentions, Could Keep You Up All Night.'
Considering how many years had passed since the planet was abandoned, the building truly was in remarkable condition. This was a relief to them and the people that were following them. The sturdy walls would serve as protection to whatever creatures were trying to kill them. The roof would probably leak, but it would be better than sleeping out in the grass. Especially when winter came.
Quinn had read about the Holidays and seasons and one that she had been most curious about as a child was Christmas and winter. But, in their current state, it seemed like it would be miserable. And they were in New York City so the temperature would drop very low and stay that way for a long period of time.
Now, the only thing that could make the building better would be if it had a usable computer inside.
'Please let there be a computer! I need to talk to mom about all of this! She has to have a plan!'
"Hurry up!" Caroline commanded, as she rushed ahead of them and opened the door to the building. It wasn't easy to open and the minute that she entered the establishment, she was aware that no one had been there for a very long time. It was filled with dirt, rats, and bugs, but she didn't care about any of that because in the rubble she saw the monitor of a computer.
'If you could call that prehistoric piece of junk a computer monitor.' Her mind teased. She loved history and all, but she was all about having the newest and best technology.
Rebekah's eyes were on the other blonde the entire time as she rushed to the computer and lifted it out of the dirt, placing it on the bar top. 'Bar top?' She thought, glancing around the room. On the wall there were hundreds of bottles of alcohol, there were tables that littered the floor, some tipped over, and there was a second story as well. This meant that there might be hotel rooms upstairs.
They had hit the jackpot.
The others split up to search for food, supplies, water, and beds. There were a lot of them, but there was plenty of space for everyone. And if anyone had a problem with the shelter then they could find their own or sleep out in the grass.
"Can you watch over Rach, while I check upstairs?" Damon asked Quinn. She was the only one in the group that he knew he could trust with his sister. He trusted Bonnie with Rachel, but he didn't believe in her ability to do whatever was necessary to protect her. Bonnie was not the type of person to kill someone. He had seen it behind hazel eyes, Quinn could. If she needed to.
"Of course." The blonde told him.
"Thanks." He grinned deviously and handed her the knife. Quinn looked down at it with shocked eyes, but she gladly took it from him. "Just in case." He added, before turning and starting in the direction of the stairs. Bonnie following close behind him.
"Hopefully we find some beds up here." She said with a smile as they walked the hallway in search of any rooms with beds. It felt like it had been forever since she had slept on a nice comfy bed.
"There won't be enough beds for all of us." Damon pointed out. Turning, he saw the disappointed look on Bonnie's face and his smirk returned to his lips as he added suggestively, "Aw, don't worry Bon-Bon, I'll gladly share my bed with you." His eyes widened as he said the word gladly.
"I'd rather sleep on the floor." She said with a roll of her green eyes. But, her body was betraying her words. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, her entire body was hot and she was blushing. Part of her enjoyed entertaining the thought of the two of them in bed together. 'God, what is with me lately! I don't like Damon that way! I hardly like him enough to call him my friend let alone anything else!'
He pushed open one of the numbered doors in the hallway and he was pleasantly surprised by what he saw inside.
There was no electricity in the room, and furniture was scattered all over the place. Rodents, bugs, and dirt, covered the floor. But, there was a bed with blankets and a pillow. He walked toward the bed with Bonnie right beside him. She looked completely disgusted by the state of the bed and the room, but it was still better and safer than sleeping outside.
The sheets and blankets of the bed had once been white and now they were stained brown, and when Damon lifted the pillow a large spider crawled out from beneath it.
"Ew." He said with a disgusted twist of his lips.
Downstairs, Quinn was leaning against one of the tables at the bar. Her hazel eyes roaming over Rachel's beautiful neck. She saw the bruises that Kol had left on her skin where he had more than likely choked her and held her down. Along with that she noticed the cut etched into her naturally tan skin. That cut would always be a reminder of the horrifying night.
Her grip tightened on the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white. The anger that she felt toward Kol was returning again full force and she hated herself for wishing he was dead for what he had done. Rachel had been the one to stop Damon and her before they killed him. The look she had given them was one of disgust. But, even now, she truly did believe that Kol deserved to die for trying to kill the beautiful girl standing beside her.
Even if he would have stopped. Just knowing that he tried made her want him dead.
"You don't have to worry about me, Quinn." Rachel told her, turning to face the blonde with a smile on her full lips. "I will be fine."
"I might not have to, but I choose to." The blonde said, offering her a small smile in return. "Besides..." Her voice cracked and trailed off. She felt overwhelmed by her emotions for the other girl. "I can't really help it, Rach. I just want to protect you."
Quinn's grip tightened on the edge of the table and she was starting to lose circulation to her fingers at this point. She was just so frustrated with herself for not being at the camp to watch over her. She had thought that if Rachel went with her she would be in danger, so she had left her behind. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her. And now, all she could think about was what she could have done if she was at the campsite. She could have protected her.
"I should have been there to protect you." She verbally berated herself for her actions. "I just-I thought you would be safer at the campsite with Damon, but I was wrong. I shouldn't have left your side."
"What happened to me wasn't your fault." Rachel insisted, placing a reassuring hand on top of Quinn's. The contact instantly caused the blonde to relax her grip on the table.
A blush covered her pale cheeks when she felt fingers dancing delicately over the back of her hand in an attempt to soothe her. It was working. The minute that those perfect fingers started to trace patterns along her skin, she forgot her anger toward herself. She honestly forgot what she had been talking about for a moment. Hell, she forgot how to talk.
Everywhere that Rachel's fingers touched her caused her skin to ignite. Her stomach was full of butterflies and her heart was hammering away loudly in her chest.
Quinn didn't mean to look at their interlaced hands, but part of her had to see if it was real or if she was just imagining the contact. For a split second she glanced down at their hands and her blush intensified. 'Oh sweet baby Jesus! Rachel is holding my hand! She is holding my hand! Okay, calm down and breathe Fabray! The two of you were having a conversation, remember?!'
Rachel's brown eyes darkened with desire as she watched Quinn lick over her lips before looking back up at her. Their eyes connected in an intense stare and she felt her stomach twisting pleasantly.
She had never kissed someone before. She had never had the opportunity considering that she was always supposed to be kept a secret, but right now she was definitely having urges to do so. It was taking every ounce of strength and willpower that she had not to lean over and capture the beautiful blonde's lips with her own.
"I'm always going to worry about you." Quinn whispered. Her voice barely audible as she stared deep into Rachel's eyes. She was lost in them.
'If she doesn't look away from me right now I swear I'm going to kiss her!'
"Damn it!" A loud voice shouted, dragging both of them out of their thoughts as they snapped their heads in the direction of the blonde. She looked to be extremely frustrated as she pounded on the computer and let out loud annoyed groans and profanities.
Rachel and Quinn both exchanged a look of confusion and amusement as they listened to Caroline curse angrily at the ancient computer. They both shook their heads and started laughing at the display as they headed over to see what was bothering the tech-nerd. Neither of them able to completely dismiss the feelings that they were just having.
'I can't believe I almost kissed her!' Quinn thought as she looked over Caroline's shoulder at the wires that she was working with.
"What's wrong, Caroline?" The brunette asked, brows knit together.
She looked up at the two girls standing behind her and she said, "I can't get this ancient piece of crap to work with the bracelet monitor!"
"Perhaps you should try connecting the green wire with the copper wire?" Rachel suggested. The way that she said it didn't sound like it was a random guess. She sounded like she knew exactly what she was talking about. Both blondes looked shocked.
"I really don't see that working." Caroline told her.
"Just give it a try." She had certainty shimmering in her brown eyes and her chin was lifted confidently. Rachel had no doubt in her mind that what she was suggesting would work. She had seen something very similar done before on the Ark.
The gamer gave her a quizzical look and then she turned her attention back to the computer and started to do as she was told. She didn't understand how the other woman would possibly know which wires to connect, especially considering that she had lived beneath the floors on the Ark, but her certainty gave her hope.
As she finished connecting the wires, she let out a squeal of surprise and excitement as the light on the computer started blinking. She couldn't believe that it worked. Caroline turned to look up at Rachel. "How did you? What? I mean? How did you know to do that!?"
"I spent a lot of my time watching the mechanics on the Ark." She said with a smile. "I suppose that I picked up a thing or two along the way."
"A thing or two!?" She still couldn't believe it. Caroline focused her attention on the computer as she watched it turn on. It seemed to take forever to load. "Your girlfriend here is one smart cookie, Quinn!" She told the other blonde as she continued to work on the communication device. She was so excited to finally have someone else around that understood "a thing or two" about technology.
"She's not my girlfriend." Quinn dismissed with a bright blush running down along her neck. She looked over to Rachel and saw that she too was blushing at the gamer's assumption.
"What!?" Caroline was shocked. "Damn! I was so sure that you guys were dating!" She said with a wide dimpled grin. "Guess that's why I will always understand machines better than people!" She laughed.
Silence filled the air between the girls, and the girl with the curls was hastily starting to worry about what she had said. Rebekah often told her that she needed to think before she spoke. She tended to say things that could be offensive to people. 'I hope that I didn't offend them, I mean, they just totally act like girlfriends! How was I supposed to know!?'
"I'm sorry if I offended you." She apologized, still working vigorously on the machine.
"I wouldn't say offended." Quinn muttered. The assumption hadn't offended her. She actually liked the idea of dating Rachel. She just didn't know if the other woman felt the same way about her.
A knowing smile crept onto Caroline's lips as she heard this. 'Is that so!? So, she doesn't have a problem with the idea of dating Rachel eh? I KNEW IT! They totally are into each other!'
"You will all be happy to know that there are beds upstairs." Damon said as he and Bonnie approached the group. All of them were excited to hear that they were finally going to get to sleep in beds again, that was until the older man's lips twisted into a devious grin and he added, "They even come with complimentary, furry eight-legged pillow mints."
Bonnie's face contorted in disgust as she glared up at him. "You are disgusting."
"I know." His blue eyes widened playfully.
"No worries!" Rebekah sang as she walked out from behind the bar. She was carrying a bottle of alcohol in each hand and her full lips were twisted up into a smirk. "To help us get past the spiders I have found plenty of booze to go around!"
Bonnie furrowed her brow at the announcement. "If we drink alcohol while we are already dehydrated, it will only make it worse."
"There's water back there as well." She told her. "I simply found the booze to be far more appealing."
"I'm with, Blondie." Damon said with a grin as he walked toward the British woman, taking one of the bottles out of her hand. It happened to be his favorite type of alcohol. Bourbon. He twisted the cap off easily before lifting the bottle to his lips and downing a large gulp.
Caroline was still focused on the communication device. She had opened up the bracelet monitor and she was looking inside at the wiring, trying to figure out what to do next. Rachel was helping her. "I'll take a water." The blonde told her best friend. She knew that Rebekah wanted to have a fun night, but she needed to finish what she was working on. "I won't be able to concentrate if I drink any alcohol."
"As you wish, love." The blonde Brit said with a smile. She was disappointed, but she knew with a little persuasion she would convince Caroline to let loose and have a little fun. After everything they had been through, they all deserved to have a little fun.
Rebekah walked behind the bar and she picked up four waters. She figured that Rachel, Bonnie, and Caroline would all choose to drink water over booze. She wasn't sure about Quinn, but she figured that she would want to stay sober to watch over the petite brunette that she obviously had feelings for.
Heading back out into the main area of the bar, she tossed one of the bottles of water in Bonnie's direction. The beautiful young woman caught the bottle and thanked her for getting it for her, before eagerly opening it and practically drinking it all. They were all thirsty. Rebekah handed one of the bottles to Caroline, smiling lovingly at her as she thanked her.
Then, she turned her attention to Quinn and Rachel. They were the only ones that hadn't said anything about what they wanted to drink.
"And for the two of you?" Rebekah asked.
"Just a water for now. Thank you." Rachel told her with a wide smile. She was having a lot of fun working on the computer and she didn't want the alcohol to impair her judgement.
"Yeah, just water." Quinn agreed. She didn't want to drink. Right now she couldn't trust herself with alcohol in her system. She had a tendency to get jealous and angry when she was intoxicated and she didn't trust herself not to get jealous of anyone else talking to Rachel. She didn't trust herself not to act on her feelings either. Even sober she almost had.
Rebekah handed them their waters and then she whined, "Blasted party poopers!"
'Truth.
Last Kiss On The Tip Of Your Lips.'
"You guys have been working on that bloody contraption for hours!" Rebekah whined. She had already downed a little over a quarter of the bottle of vodka she was drinking, and she was quickly starting to feel the effects of the alcohol in her system. She was starting to slur her words and she was letting her guards down. "Can't you take a tiny break and have a little fun?"
"We won't be able to work on the communication device if we are drunk, Bekah!" Caroline insisted. She wanted more than anything to just indulge in the alcohol and have a fun night, but they had to finish what they were working on.
The British woman started to stumble toward them. Her ability to walk in a straight line was always the first thing to go when she was intoxicated. "I've seen you work on plenty of things when you were wasted, Caroline." She reminded as she reached the other blonde.
She lent down and wrapped her arms around Caroline's shoulders, resting her head against her shoulder and smiling against the sensitive skin of her neck. The sober woman could feel the soft lips barely brushing against her skin and it caused her to involuntarily shiver. Her body was suddenly tense as she felt heated breath rushing against her neck. Having Rebekah so close to her was the most distracting thing in the world. 'Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Her breath against my neck feels so good! FUCK!'
"Besides." The British woman whispered suggestively against her ear. "It will be fun."
'Why did she say that like that!? Seriously!? What is she even suggesting right now!? And why the fuck does she have to have that sexy British accent!?'
Caroline let out a soft whimper when she felt Rebekah brush her lips against her earlobe. She wondered if she had done it on purpose. "Mm... Well, when you say it like that." She smiled. "Screw the device! We can totally work on it tomorrow!"
Rachel's large brown eyes widened in shock at the sudden change in the blonde's attitude toward the device. "What!?" She asked. "We were getting so close to figuring it out, Caroline! It doesn't make sense for us to stop now!"
"It will still be here in the morning!" The blonde gamer couldn't contain her excitement. "Come on, loosen up!"
'Dare.
Time's Up. Are You Ready Or Not?'
Everyone was already exceedingly intoxicated. They had been drinking for hours and they had finished off three entire bottles of alcohol.
Quinn was the only one who was holding back. It wasn't due to fear of the grounders. It was due to fear of her own actions. One time when she was drunk, her boyfriend at the time had got a text message from another girl that said Hi :) and that had been enough to cause her to break his phone and scream at him. And she hadn't even really cared much about him. She didn't know what she was capable of now that she had such strong feelings toward Rachel. Her jealousy would consume her.
Not to mention, her lust.
She had never felt any sort of desire to have sex with a guy before. She had dated plenty of men, but when they had kissed her she had never felt passion. She had never felt that need to be intimate with them. In fact most of the time she had declined their advances. But, with Rachel she felt those urges every time that she looked at her. All that she wanted to do was kiss her and be closer to her and she didn't know what she would do if she got wasted.
Especially considering that Rachel Salvatore seemed to be a clingy drunk.
Right now, the brunette had her head resting against her shoulder and her hand placed on her arm as she nuzzled against her. She was smiling contently and her brown eyes were closed as she enjoyed the way that Quinn's body felt against hers. She loved the way that the blonde smelt, it was intoxicating. A mix of vanilla and blood, with a side of something that was uniquely her.
Quinn's muscles were tense as she focused her attention on the people in their group. A few more people had joined them in drinking, including Finn, Santana, and Katherine. Niklaus had come over to take a few bottles of booze, but he had not stayed to spend time with them. Instead he chose to drink by himself.
She just wanted to get her mind off of the way that her skin tingled as Rachel traced her fingers up and down her arm.
'This girl is going to be the death of me.'
Across from them, Damon was starting to realize that a drunk Bonnie Bennett was a completely different girl. She wasn't as cautious and rule-driven as she was on a regular basis. She didn't glare at him for making silly jokes, or call him out on being an asshole, instead she just laughed. He didn't know if it was the alcohol that was causing it, or if Bonnie actually thought that he was funny on a regular basis and just hated that she thought it.
Either way he was enjoying seeing this other side to her. But, he still loved her sober side. Damon loved every side of the complex woman.
He'd just never admit that to himself or anyone.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Caroline exclaimed excitedly. She was enthusiastic when she was sober and that was amplified by a billion when she was drunk. "I have an awesome idea!"
Everyone looked to her and waited for her to explain her idea.
"We should totally play truth or dare!" She let out a happy squeak as she revealed her plan, a toothy grin on her face.
"Not that game!" Damon groaned out in annoyance as he took another swig of the Bourbon. Truth or Dare was a game that girls played at slumber parties and he had honestly never seen the appeal. 'Though it could be fun to see Judgy be a little more daring for once...' He grinned. "I can't believe we even still play that game on the Ark, it's ancient."
Bonnie knew that she was intoxicated. That was the only way to explain the way that she was watching the older man constantly. Every time she pried her eyes away from him they wandered back. He was one of the most attractive men that she had ever met and she loved the way that he waggled his brow and the smirk he was wearing right now. 'Okay no! This is the alcohol! You don't think Damon is hot! You don't want him!'
"It's fun!" Caroline insisted.
"What's truth or dare?" Rachel slurred, she was intrigued. She hadn't ever had the opportunity to drink and play games with friends and this was all new and exciting to her.
"You don't know what truth or dare is?!" The blonde was shocked by this, but when everyone glared at her she remembered why the other woman didn't know about the game. She quickly put a stop to what she was going to say next. "Oh, right." She coughed. "Um, well, it's basically what it sounds like! You pick either truth or dare and then they either ask you to admit something about yourself or to do a dare! Both are usually pretty embarrassing!"
"Sounds like fun!" Rachel exclaimed. She too could be excitable and Caroline's laughter and smile was simply contagious.
"Nope." Damon said, popping the p playfully and waggling his brow. "Not gonna happen. I'm too old for games like this." He lifted the bottle to his lips and took another drink.
"More like you are too scared to play games like this." Bonnie pointed out with a devious smirk. He had never seen her look so devious before and he liked it.
"Scared?" He squinted his blue eyes at her and shook his head like it was the most preposterous thing he had ever heard. "Okay, count me in." Now he felt that he had to prove himself. He wasn't scared of a child's game. "Pfft. Scared." He added.
Bonnie couldn't help but smile lovingly at him. She loved how playful and childish he could be. Deep down, she knew that there was a serious person inside, the person who had taken care of his sister all his life. But, she loved this side too. 'Not love. Definitely not love.'
"Here, I'll show you how it's done!" Caroline said, looking to the girl sitting beside her who had never played the game. She then turned her attention to Rebekah who was sitting on the other side of her and a playful smirk danced on her lips as she asked, "Rebekah, truth or dare?"
The British woman furrowed her brow and pursed her full lips as she stared over at her best friend. She had a feeling that the other blonde was going to pick on her. "I knew that you were going to pick on me first."
"I'm not picking on you!" She insisted with a laugh. "I'm showing Rachel how the game works!"
"By picking on me." Rebekah stated pointedly.
Everyone in the small group started to laugh at the two blondes. They were so different from each other that it was comical to watch them interact. Rebekah was always frustrated and serious, and Caroline always playful and enthusiastic.
The blonde Brit let out a sigh and shrugged her shoulders. She almost always picked dare. She found it was easier to do something silly and embarrassing then open up to people about her life. "Dare."
Caroline thought about it for a minute and then her blue eyes shimmered with an idea, "I dare you to mix together five different types of alcohol and then drink it all!"
Rebekah picked up one of the empty bottles of alcohol and she started to pour five different types of alcohol together. Some were dark and some were clear and she had a sickening feeling in her gut that she was going to vomit sometime tonight. She could handle her alcohol, but this was a bit much. Still, she never backed down from a dare.
Turning to face the others in the group, she lifted the concoction and smirked.
"Bottoms up." She said before lifting the bottle to her lips and chugging it. It was so disgusting that she had to pull away a few times, but she managed to force it down her throat. Once she set down the empty bottle everyone cheered her on and she smiled. She now had a devious glint behind her blue eyes and Caroline looked terrified. She knew that she was about to pay for what she had done.
"Caroline, my sweet." Rebekah grinned. "Truth or dare?"
Everyone in the group was looking at her expectantly. She knew not to pick dare. "Truth."
"If you were hoping to save your arse from payback, think again sweetheart." She took a moment to think of the perfect question to ask the blonde gamer, then she asked, "What is your ultimate secret fantasy?"
A blush covered her pale cheeks as she heard the question. She felt her entire body heat up. She could never tell Rebekah her ultimate secret fantasy because it consisted of the two of them being very intimate together. 'Oh god! Okay, she didn't ask who is your ultimate fantasy with, she asked what it was! Just leave out the person! And breathe Caroline!'
"Okay!" She clapped her hands together. "My ultimate secret fantasy, hm." Caroline thought on it for a moment. "Okay, well, in this fantasy I am usually playing my favorite video game and the person walks in completely naked and stands in front of my computer, but you know, I don't mind 'cause they are naked." She laughed and so did everyone else. "And then, yeah, they proceed to distract me from the game and we play a little game of our own." Her blush intensified. "And they may or may not be wearing elf ears!"
That was something she had never wanted to admit to anyone and if she wasn't drunk she knew that she wouldn't have. Her heart was hammering away in her chest as she kept her eyes fixed on anything beside the British woman.
"Elf ears?" Bonnie asked with a furrowed brow.
"What's wrong with elf ears!?" Caroline defended.
"Nerd." Rebekah said with a twist of her lips. She loved how nerdy the other blonde was.
She gasped and turned to slap the beautiful girl on the leg, "Oh shush! You love it!"
"That's debatable. It's your turn again, love."
Caroline delivered another slap to her leg, knowing that she hadn't hit her hard enough to actually hurt her. Then she turned her attention back to the others in their group. She chewed her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked around at them wondering who to "pick on" next.
Finally, she picked, "Rachel, truth or dare?"
Brown eyes widened excitedly as Rachel sat up and pulled away from Quinn, though her hand was still resting on her forearm. Quinn watched the petite brunette curiously. She loved that she was enjoying herself and smiling. That was all that she wanted, for Rachel to be happy. But, she didn't really know what to expect from her. She assumed that the other woman had never been drunk before.
"Dare!" It must have been the alcohol in her system, but she had the urge to try new things and be brave.
"I dare you to do the moonwalk!"
"You can't be serious." Rebekah stated bitterly, staring at the woman she claimed to call her best friend. Caroline turned to look at her with a face that asked, 'what?' "You make me drink that godawful concoction and all you ask her to do is dance?"
"It's her first time playing! Jeeze!" She returned her attention to the other girl sitting beside her and she offered her a wide friendly smile. She too was a clingy, outgoing drunk.
"I'm afraid I don't know that dance." Rachel told her with a furrowed brow.
"I'll show you!" Caroline stated excitedly, standing to her feet and nearly falling over due to the alcohol in her system. She reached out and took Rachel's hand, pulling the shorter girl up to stand in the center of the circle of people.
Quinn's hazel eyes hardened as she watched the two of them closely. She knew that the other blonde was only trying to be nice and show her how the dance was done, but she couldn't hide the jealousy that she was feeling. The alcohol only intensified the feeling and the anger rushing through her veins as Caroline placed her hands on Rachel's small hips and attempted to show her how to move her body. She wanted to get up and scream at her to stop touching her girl. 'Okay, calm down Fabray. Calm down! Rachel isn't your girl. You two aren't together and Caroline obviously likes Rebekah, you have nothing to worry about!'
"Yeah! Just like that!" The blonde gamer praised as the other girl sort of accomplished the moonwalk. She was a fast learner.
Her body tensed when Caroline wrapped Rachel up in a congratulatory hug.
Rebekah noticed the way that Quinn was feeling as she watched the other blonde. Mainly because it was the same way that she herself was feeling. Caroline had always been a clingy drunk and she had never really minded, but lately her feelings had been intensifying for her friend. She was realizing that she was losing time and she might never be able to intensify their relationship. She didn't want her to find someone else.
Rachel returned to her seat beside Quinn and she smiled up at her, wrapping her arm around hers and holding her body close to hers. She had missed her while she was doing her dare. "Did you see me, Quinn? I did the moonwalk!"
She smiled. It was impossible for her to stay angry when those large proud brown eyes were staring up at her. "Yes, I saw. Great job, Rach."
"Thank you! I am quite proud of how quickly I learnt it."
It was insane to Quinn that even in her intoxicated state the brunette could speak so punctually. "It's your turn." She told the proud girl.
"Oh right! I'm sorry." She apologized, turning to look around at the group of people. Now she was feeling nervous. It was easy to answer a question or perform a dare, it wasn't so easy to think up a dare or question to ask. She pulled her full bottom lip between her teeth and chewed on it. Her first inclination was to pick Damon, because she knew him the best, but tonight was about being brave and trying new things. So, she picked Bonnie. "Bonnie. Truth or dare?"
Drunk or not, Bonnie would always be a person to play on the safe side. She didn't want to embarrass herself. "Truth." She said with a smile.
"Shocker." Damon teased playfully.
"Shut up, Damon." She glared in his direction. She could only hold the glare for a few seconds before a smile broke out on her face. It was like she had no control over her emotions right now. It felt kind of nice to not have to be the responsible one for once.
Rachel decided to ask about something she herself had been thinking of all day. Her first kiss. She assumed that everyone else in the room had already experienced this moment and she was curious about it. "When did you have your first kiss?"
Everyone went silent as they waited to hear the answer to the question. Damon seemed particularly interested in the answer as he watched the young girl closely, smile on his lips. Bonnie cast her green eyes away from all of them and she felt her heart hammering loudly in her chest. She wasn't proud to say that she had never been kissed. It was embarrassing. It was pathetic. Or at least that was how she felt about it.
Most people on the Ark were a little intimidated of her. She had never really dated anyone.
"Come on, Bon-Bon, spill the beans." Damon nudged her side playfully. He couldn't deny that there was a small pang of jealousy in his gut though when he thought about Bonnie being intimate with someone else.
"I've never actually been kissed before." Bonnie admitted.
"Oh." Rachel was shocked and so was everyone else. Bonnie was a very lovely girl. Perhaps she was waiting for the right one?
"Truth or Dare, Damon?" She changed the subject before anyone could make a big deal out of what she had just confessed. She didn't want people to think that she was a prude, because she wasn't. She just hadn't had a lot of opportunities to date, other things had always come up. It wasn't that she didn't want to find love and passion with someone. She just never had. Not yet.
His decision was based purely on the fact that he didn't feel like getting up and moving around at the time, "Truth." He grinned.
"Out of all the people in this entire room, who would you date?" Bonnie couldn't hide the small hope that she had that he would say her. She couldn't explain what was going on between Damon and herself, but she definitely felt passion. It was explosive and intense and wrong on so many levels, but also so right. She hoped he was as attracted to her as she was to him.
'Not that I want to date him or anything.' Her mind reminded.
"Who in this entire room?" Damon sang, tapping his lips as if he were thinking about it. He wondered what her intentions were behind asking him that question. He had a feeling he knew why she had. "Well, if I gotta choose someone in this room, I have to go with Klaus."
"Damon!" Bonnie scolded. This was one of those moments that she wished he would take her question seriously. Now she was starting to remember why he had always been so frustratingly annoying to her.
"What?" He asked with a raise of his hands. "I can't help it, judgy. I'm into the bad boys." His smirk twisted up and he waggled his brow as he said the words.
Everyone was staring at him like he was crazy. Even if Damon had been interested in men, Klaus was the last person he would ever date. He had literally beat the shit out of him the other day. And it wasn't in the cute playground crush way. He would have killed him.
"Seriously?!" Caroline was shocked and as oblivious as ever. "I was so sure you were into Bonnie! Jeezus Christ! You're gay!?" She looked over at Rebekah and spoke in a defeated tone, "I seriously can't read people."
They all started laughing at that.
"I was joking." Damon emphasized on each syllable in the word. "And okay, okay, I'll take the question seriously."
"Thank you." Bonnie said.
"Well, Rachel is my sister so she's out." He said as he went around the circle. He pointed his finger at Quinn, "You want my sister, so you're out." She started to blush when he pointed that out and Caroline said that she knew it. Next, Damon waggled his finger between Rebekah and Caroline and said, "Team Barbie are totally hot for each other, so they are out." He looked at the strangers in the group. "I don't know you guys, so you you guys are out."
Finally, his blue eyes landed on Bonnie and she stared back at him a blush on her dark skin. "So, I guess I gotta go with Bon-Bon." He smirked flirtatiously at her, but she took his method as insulting.
"By process of elimination?"
"Yep." He said. Though, deep down he knew that there was more of a reason to it. He knew that he had feelings for the beautiful young woman, and he knew that he found her to be the most gorgeous woman he had ever met. But, he certainly wasn't going to say that. No matter how drunk he got.
"Thanks, you are so sweet." She rolled her eyes.
"Aren't I?" Damon asked with a smile.
Next, Damon dared Katherine to do something, and she asked another guy to admit to something, and then it finally came to be Quinn's turn. She was the only one of their friends who hadn't had to do anything yet. "Quinn." Finn asked with a doofy half smile. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth." She said. She was scared to be asked to do a dare, especially since everyone in the room seemed to think that she had a crush on Rachel. She knew how these games worked. They always dared people to do something inappropriate with their crush in order to embarrass and fluster them. She was already flustered enough with Rachel's breath against her neck and her hands running up and down her back and arm.
"When was the first time you fell in love with someone?" He asked her.
Quinn clenched her jaw tight and her body tensed as she heard the question. She had never let anyone in enough to fall in love with them. She didn't even really have friends and the one person that she had called a friend her whole life had betrayed her. "I've never actually been in love." She whispered.
"Not ever?" Rachel asked, brow knit together as she looked up at the blonde.
Hazel eyes connected with brown and she blushed. Suddenly, she couldn't remember how to speak. She hadn't ever been in love or felt anything like it before, at least not until she met the adorable brunette snuggling up against her. 'Say something! Everyone is watching you! She asked you a question don't just stare into her eyes like a total creep!' "Uh no, not yet." Her voice cracked.
"You will." She said. "A girl as pretty as you can't possibly stay single for long." She was too drunk to be embarrassed by her words. And besides, they were the truth.
Quinn felt her entire body heat up at the compliment. The thing was, she hadn't said she had never dated anyone. She had dated plenty of guys. She'd just never fallen in love with any of them. The blonde chose not to say anything though, and she focused her eyes on Bonnie, "Truth or Dare, Bonnie?"
"Truth." She was once again refusing to be daring.
Her point was proven about people picking on her because she had a crush on Rachel, when she did the exact same thing to the girl who had been her best friend. She asked pretty much the same question that Bonnie had asked Damon with the intention of hearing her admit her attraction to the older man. Even if they weren't on the best of terms she still wanted her to be happy on some level. She had known that she had a crush on Damon for the longest time.
"Who do you think is the sexiest person in the room?"
Damon was instantly intrigued by the question and he turned his gaze to the young woman, waiting eagerly to hear her answer.
Bonnie could feel his eyes on her. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that she found him attractive, at least not right away. "If I had to pick who I thought was the sexiest person in this room." She paused and made them all wait for her answer. Damon was leaning in to hear her, he had a knowing smirk on his lips and she hated it. "I'd have to pick Klaus."
"What?" Damon looked completely disgusted by her admittance. He should have known that she was only teasing, but he was impaired by the alcohol and his hatred toward Klaus. "Come on!"
"What? He's totally hot!" She said with a smile.
The others were laughing at the two of them as they bickered. They were seriously sometimes like an old married couple. Bonnie was literally telling him the exact same thing he had told her and yet he was taking it personally.
Damon scrunched up his face and squinted his eyes, "He is so not totally hot!"
"Sure he is! Those abs." She smirked. "That tattoo on his chest, his scruff." She pretended to swoon. Before he could get really upset, Bonnie added, "You should know all about it, Damon. You're the one who wants to date him."
Understanding filled blue eyes and his smirk returned to his face, his jealousy dissipating. Bonnie was trying to rile him up like he had done to her, she didn't actually have a crush on Klaus or think he was sexy. 'Thank god!' He thought. "Can't you take anything seriously?" He teased.
"You know me." She said with a laugh, and now everyone was laughing. It was so strange to see the two of them change roles. "And I guess." She looked over at Quinn and avoided the eyes that were practically staring through her waiting for an answer. "If I had to pick who I thought was the sexiest person in this room." She paused to emphasize, "Based purely on his looks. Then I would pick Damon."
"I totally knew you two had a thing for each other!" Caroline cheered. She had been right about Bonnie and Damon and she was almost positive she was right about Rachel and Quinn to. She would just have to test her theory a little further.
Bonnie laughed at the blonde's announcement. Then she turned her eyes to the Blonde Brit who was happily sipping away at another drink. Smiling at the gamer. She wondered for just a minute why they weren't together? They obviously knew that they had feelings for each other, but they weren't dating. Maybe they were scared?
"Rebekah." She said. "Truth or dare?"
Rebekah tore her eyes away from Caroline and looked over at Bonnie. Again, she said what she always said, "Dare."
"I dare you to do an impression of someone in this group."
The British woman coughed and sat up a little, ready to take the challenge. It actually sounded like a lot of fun. Or maybe she was just plastered. Either way, she was down. Her voice was deep and she was attempting an American accent which actually sounded surprisingly accurate. "Can't you take anything serious, Bon-Bon?" She widened her blue eyes and enunciated all of her words the same way that Damon did. "Can't you see that I want you to say I'm the sexiest person here?" This time she added a waggle of her brow.
"That does NOT sound like me." Damon dismissed.
"Then how did you know I was impersonating you?" Rebekah wondered with a grin.
"That totally sounded like you!" Caroline insisted, laughing loudly and falling over on the ground. Rachel was laughing loudly too. It sounded and looked just like her brother.
"Damon stop pouting and answer a question for me." The British woman said. He squinted his eyes at her, confused until he heard her ask, "Truth or dare?"
Now he was feeling a little more daring than he had been feeling before. He wanted to get up and do something and he was actually starting to get into the game. Not that he would brag about it with his buddies back on the Ark any time in the near future. "Dare." His eyes widened and he raised his brow.
"I dare you and Bonnie to exchange clothing."
He furrowed his brow and shook his head at her. "How on Earth do you expect me to fit into her clothes? She's teeny-tiny."
"I expect you to find a way to make it work." Rebekah said nonchalantly. She was just going to lay back and watch the show. That was her plan.
Damon rolled his eyes and turned to look at Bonnie who merely shrugged her shoulders. Of course she didn't mind though. She was putting on his clothes, her body would fit in them, he had to put on her tank top and pants.
Both of them stood to their feet and started to disrobe. Damon pulled his black T-shirt over his head and handed it to Bonnie as she handed him her tank top. His eyes landed on her body and he couldn't help but admire it. Her breasts were small and perky and held tightly in a black lace bra, the skin of her neck and shoulders looked flawless, and her toned abdomen was insanely sexy. He could see her hip bones jutting out and he couldn't push away the thoughts of biting down on them.
Bonnie was suffering from similar complications as her eyes landed on his exposed torso. She was blushing brightly, because she was exposed, but also because he was and he looked amazing. He had a toned abdomen, but it wasn't overly muscular, and a happy trail that caused her mind to fill with inappropriate thoughts of where it led.
She easily pulled his shirt over her head and then started unbuttoning her pants.
He wasn't as lucky. Her tank top fit, but it rose up high on his chest and was tight. He was definitely stretching it. And as he took off his pants to hand them to her he knew that he looked ridiculous standing there in a tank top and his briefs. He didn't mind being exposed though. As far as he was concerned if anyone wanted to look, especially Bonnie, then they could.
"This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I thought about getting into your pants." He said with a smirk as he pulled on Bonnie's pants as high as they could go, which was barely over his calves, and then he sat back down on the ground. Bonnie sat down as well, wearing the over-sized clothes.
She didn't mean to look. It was involuntary. At least that was what she told herself. Bonnie bit down on her bottom lip as she spotted his bulge beneath his briefs and she blushed brightly when he noticed and lent over to whisper against her ear. "See something you like?"
"No, of course not." Bonnie dismissed.
"Come on, Damon! It's your turn!" Caroline was so excited to ask her next dare that she wanted to hurry along the game. Rebekah was already playing match-maker with Damon and Bonnie, she wanted to do the same with Quinn and Rachel.
"Hm." He tapped his lips with his index finger. "I wonder who to choose."
Caroline was staring at him with large pleading blue eyes. She had the perfect dare in mind for someone in particular and she wanted so badly for him to call on her. He was taking so long and she was starting to get impatient. "Come on Damon, just pick!"
"Woah! Cool your jets, Blondie." Damon grinned. "Truth or dare, Caroline?"
"Truth."
He thought it over for a minute and then he decided to tease her and Rebekah back. If they could force him to dress in Bonnie's clothes then there was no reason he couldn't make them suffer a little too. "Would you kiss the person sitting next to you?"
The blonde was going to only say yes to Rebekah, but she realized that this was the perfect opportunity to make Quinn jealous right before her dare. It would make her more likely to follow through with what she dared her. At least that was what she thought, and she was a genius.
Caroline looked over at Rebekah and a blush covered her cheeks as she saw her awaiting eyes. The blonde wanted to know if she would be willing to kiss her and that caused her entire body to heat up and her heart to race. She looked like she wanted her to say yes. And that was all that she wanted to say. "I would definitely kiss, Bekah." She smiled, dimples caving in as she reached out and placed a hand on her thigh just to be closer to her.
She was definitely drunk.
Then she looked over at the other girl sitting beside her and she added, "And sure, I'd totally kiss Rachel too. She's cute."
Quinn and Rebekah both tensed when they heard this and Rachel's brown eyes widened. She looked completely shocked by the confession. But, she could also feel the way that the woman she had feelings for tensed beneath her touch and that worried her. She didn't want Quinn to think that she was interested in anything romantic with Caroline.
Her jaw was tight as her hazel eyes darkened angrily. She couldn't pull them away from Caroline and she was trying her hardest to resist the urge to jump over and tackle the other girl. She knew that she had no reason to be jealous. Rachel and her weren't dating, but everyone obviously knew that they were interested in each other and it aggravated her that she would hit on her. 'I mean for Christ's sake! Rebekah and I are sitting right here! It's like she wants to piss us off!'
"I beg your pardon?" Rebekah asked, putting some space between the two of them and crossing her arms over her chest. Whatever temper that Quinn thought she had, the British woman's was worse.
"What?" Caroline stretched the word. Her plan was working. Quinn was jealous and as a bonus she had made Rebekah jealous, which for some reason was a total turn on for her. "I'm not into her or anything! I just meant like a peck kiss Bekah, Jeeze! And only if I had to!"
"Duly noted." She muttered angrily.
"Oh come on! Don't be like that!" Rebekah refused to look at her and the blonde let out a loud sigh and focused her attention back on the game. She would explain her plan later and the other woman would forgive her. "Alright Quinn, truth or dare?"
'Yikes! She looks like she is so ready to strangle me to death!' Caroline thought as she looked over at the other blonde. Rachel was apologizing to her, but she wasn't listening. Her eyes were fixed on the gamer and she looked pissed. 'Maybe I got in a little over my head...'
"Dare." She growled, her voice low and raspy.
'SCORE!' Caroline thought with a wide toothy grin as she said, "I dare you to kiss Rachel!"
Quinn's body was now tense for an entirely different reason. 'Wait, what did she just dare me to do? Did she just... Oh dear lord I think I'm going to faint! I forgot how to breathe!' Her hazel eyes were wide and she was completely baffled. Why would Caroline make her jealous and then tell her to kiss Rachel? Was she trying to play a game with her or something? More importantly, did Rachel want to kiss her? Because, that was the only way it was happening.
The petite brunette was now staring up at her with conflicted brown eyes. She wanted more than anything for Quinn to be her first kiss, she truly did. She had never had feelings like this for anyone before and it didn't bother her in the slightest that it was a girl. She just didn't know what the blonde wanted.
"Rach, you don't have to if you don't want to." She finally found her voice, though it was barely audible.
She could feel Rachel's heated breaths rushing against her lips and it caused her heart to threaten to break through her chest. She was sure that her entire body was painted red with embarrassment at this point. And she still didn't know if she was breathing. She felt lightheaded. 'God, please please please don't say you don't want to kiss me!?'
"I want to kiss you, Quinn." She was thankful for the alcohol in her system at that very moment, because it allowed her to say what she wanted.
Both of them stared into each other's eyes for a moment longer and Caroline was starting to get impatient with them. "Oh come on Quinn! You better kiss her before I do!"
Now Rebekah understood and she smirked.
That was the only push that it took. Rachel had told her that she wanted her to kiss her and she was going to take advantage of the opportunity for as long as it lasted. Even if it only was for the dare and then the other girl didn't want anything romantic with her. It didn't matter. She wanted to kiss her.
Lifting a shaky hand she ran her fingers through dark hair and then she pulled Rachel closer to her. She stared down at her full lips with questioning hazel and licked over her bottom lip, watching as brown eyes darkened with desire and want when she did. 'She wants me... Fuck.' Leaning in, she barely brushed their lips together in a tentative and questioning kiss. The minute their lips touched both girls felt it throughout their entire bodies. A spark, or whatever cliche you wanted to call it.
It was passion. They felt a connection.
Rachel let out a moan into Quinn's lips. She had never been kissed before and it felt so good, the blonde tasted amazing, and she instantly tangled her fingers in messy blonde hair pulling her body closer to her in order to intensify the kiss. She applied more pressure to the kiss and Quinn matched the pressure, both of them moving against each other with such need.
It was like they had been waiting forever to feel something like this, and in a way they both had.
Still, they were not oblivious to the catcalls and the cheering that was going on around them, and neither of them felt exactly comfortable making out and discovering their feelings for each other in front of a crowd. Quinn, especially felt uncomfortable, so she broke the kiss.
What she saw was quite possibly the sexiest thing in the world. It caused her arousal to intensify between her thighs and her need for Rachel to grow. She wanted more. She needed more. Just not now in front of everyone. Rachel was staring up at her, eyes black with desire, breathing heavy, chest heaving, and her full lips were covered with a mix of their saliva.
'Fuck. I just want to kiss her again... But everyone is watching...'
'So, When The Truth Is Out,
It's Out.'
Author's Note :
Whoo! That chapter took me a REALLY long time to right! Haha sorry that it didn't get to the sexy time, that will be in the next chapter! :)) Have any guesses yet on which couple it will be!? ;) Also, please do tell me how y'all felt about this chapter! I love hearing all of your opinions and thoughts! I want to know who your favorite characters are and why you like them! What pairing you like the most and what you want to see in the future with them! I always take your ideas and almost always use them so please give em to me! Also, thanks for being patient with the story, romance is finally here! I hope that y'all enjoyed it! I didn't get many reviews on the last chapter, so I REALLY hope y'all are still interested and thank you so much to my readers and reviewers! Y'all keep me writing!
Thank you all so much! I love you guys!
-Tracy Cook-
