Title: Unbreakable Bonds

Rating: R/NC-17 (NC-17 this chapter)

Chapter 8

"I love you," Santana murmured to Brittany kissing her hard. "I honestly don't know what I'd do without you."

"I love you, too," Brittany smiled back to her mate. "I wonder what's keeping Rachel and Quinn. Classes got out like twenty minutes ago. I want to go home and get our homework done so we can all go for a run tonight. I think a pack run is just what we all need after the first day back."

"That sounds pretty amazing."

"You two aren't talking about getting it on right here are you," Quinn joked as she and Rachel made their way towards Brittany's and Santana's lockers.

"What took you guys so long," Brittany asked them.

"My soon to be step-father," Rachel answered with a smile.

"Wait, what?"

"Mr. Schue is going to ask my mom to marry him. He had a bunch of questions about being a werewolf and the mate bonds. I think he's going to want to change soon."

The girls smiled at that, but their joy was short-lived.

"Werewolves? Mate bonds," Jacob interrupted. "Interesting conversation, girls."

"Jacob," Quinn growled.

"I would say that you girls are all crazy, but it makes sense. Why you are all always together, the sudden relationship between Quinn and Rachel, how you healed so fast, it all adds up. I have to say, thinking about that is even hotter than when I touched Rachel's breasts."

"What," Rachel demanded. "When did you ever touch my breasts?"

Jacob smiled. "In the hospital. You mean Quinn and Santana didn't tell you?"

"Quinn," Rachel questioned, turning to her mate. The blonde just growled at Jacob in response, her eyes narrowing.

"Quinn," the alpha warned. "Be careful."

"She felt good, Fabray. I only wish you didn't come so soon. I could have made it to the promise land." Quinn's growls got louder.

"Quinn, no," Rachel yelled. But, it was too late. Within seconds Quinn changed form and lunged at Jacob.

"Stop your mate," Brittany ordered Rachel. "Santana, detain Jacob."

"Quinn, stop," Rachel pleaded. "Please, he's not worth it." Quinn turned to Rachel and the diva embraced her wolf mate.

Santana grabbed Jacob from behind and used her other hand to cover his mouth. Brittany pulled out a tranquillizer from her backpack and injected the boy. She waited until Jacob went limp in her lover's arms before removing the dart.

"You carry them with you," Santana asked her mate.

"I have since Rachel first changed. Just in case. No offense, Rach."

"None taken," the diva answered. "What are we going to do with him?"

"We have to eliminate the exposure."

"You don't mean."

"Yes. We have to kill him."

"Brittany" Rachel started.

"It's what has to be done," the alpha commanded. "Santana, help me take Jacob to the car. Rachel, go with Quinn to the Cheerios locker room so Quinn can get changed. Then, come meet us at the car."

The car ride went quick and Santana and Quinn brought Jacob downstairs to one of the cages in Brittany's basement, while Brittany spoke to Rachel.

"You get why we have to do this, right," Brittany asked her.

"I do," Rachel answered. "I just hate this, you know. I mean, being a werewolf, although yes, it's kind of cool, but it's costing me a lot when I think about it. Sure, I got Quinn out of it and found my mother, but everything else that I wanted in life is gone."

"What do you mean?"

"I can't be a vegan, because the wolf won't let me. I can't go to New York and become a big Broadway star like I've always dreamed because I'll turn into a wolf three nights out of a month. Not to mention how bad it will get when I go into heat. I'm stuck here because of what I am."

"We're not stuck. I don't want to stay in Lima, either. I want to get out of here, too. We can leave, but we will have to join another pack. We're always going to be werewolves, that won't change. And we're always going to have to play by werewolf rules. But, we don't have to stay here. I know that you kind of see it as were all a pack, everyone in my family and yours, but we can separate. I know I don't really want to leave my parents or sister behind, just like you don't want to leave Shelby, but we can. Because, the way I see it is, Mom, Dad, Shelby, and probably Mr. Schue soon, they're the older generation of the pack. Me, you, Santana, and Quinn we're the next generation. We're a pack. There are others in our generation that would love to be on the council when the time comes. I'm going to be an alpha no matter where we are. And I think that the New York City pack might do well with all of us in it."

"You mean it? You want to go to New York, too."

"I love to dance. Maybe there is something out there for me in that big city. You were my first werewolf friend that was my age, and when I smelt the wolf on you in the bathroom, I knew that we were meant to be pack. But still, being in a pack has responsibilities. So, I'll ask you again. You know why we have to kill Jacob, right?"

"I know why. He knows too much. But, it doesn't mean I'm okay with it. I mean I am basically the reason he is going to die. If he wasn't so obsessed with me we wouldn't have this problem."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"Doesn't it?"

"No."

Rachel sighed. "So, how is this going to happen?"

"I'm going to go downstairs and break his neck. Then we burn his body in the woods and bury him. Dad will empty out his bank accounts and we'll pack some of his stuff to make it look like he ran away."

"When?"

"A few minutes."

"You can't."

"Rachel, we've been over this…"

"No. I mean we should give him an explanation. We owe him that much."

"Fine. But, that's your job. And we put him to sleep again right before."

"Thank you."

"Is everything okay up here," Quinn asked walking in with Santana. "S, and me are feeling a whole slew of emotions coming from you two."

"Ray's feeling guilty about killing Jacob," Brittany answered. "Q, maybe you should try to make her feel better."

"Brittany," the diva scolded.

"You need to try to relax. We can't change what's going to happen. Quinn, take her to my room and make her feel better."

Before Rachel could try to argue, Quinn kissed her hard and pulled her upstairs into Brittany's room.

"Quinn," Rachel called.

"Shh. I know you feel guilty, but you shouldn't. Brittany's the alpha, but you're her second in command."

"I'm not."

"You are. You don't see it, but you are. She turns to you a lot. You're her beta, she needs you to be calm and take care of the things she can't. I'm your mate. It's my job to take care of you." Quinn kissed Rachel again. "What am I feeling, Rachel," the blonde whispered in her mate's ear.

The diva kissed back with fervor. Quinn took this opportunity to push Rachel onto the bed and began to unzip the brunette's Cheerio's top. The blonde began to massage the diva's breasts under her top and bra. Rachel moaned and tried to reach out to touch her mate.

"No," Quinn scolded. "This is just for you."

"But…"

"Baby, I'll feel the orgasm anyway," the blonde smirked. She really loved the psychic connection between them sometimes. She pulled one hand out from under Rachel's top to pull down the diva's spanks and underwear. She flipped her mate's skirt up and lowered her mouth to in between the brunette's thighs. She placed a few kisses on the shorter girl's thighs, and was met with a loud moan. She took a tentative lick one Rachel's slit and smiled when she was met with ample moisture. "Looks like it didn't take you long to relax." But, before Rachel could respond, Quinn dove in with her tongue.

All the brunette could do was moan as her mate's tongue moved all around her clit while continuing to massage her breasts. All thoughts about what she had to do later fled her mind and, soon enough, she cried out in orgasm. She heard Quinn's breath catch as her mate felt the force of the orgasm through their bond. Once they finished riding out the orgasm, the blonde fixed Rachel's clothes as moved to cuddle her mate.

"What about you," Santana asked Brittany. "You're a little anxious. Maybe I can help calm you down." The Latina smirked at her mate and Brittany smiled back.

Brittany kissed Santana hard, while the Latina began to strip the blonde. Once she was naked, Santana pushed Brittany onto the couch, and sucked on the blonde's nipples. Once the alpha began to pant, the Latina pulled away.

"How badly do you need to come," Santana teased.

"Bad, baby, please."

"How bad?"

"Please San, fuck me."

Santana reattached her lips to Brittany's nipples as she plunged two fingers into her mate. Instantly, Brittany moved her hips in time with Santana's thrusting. When the blonde's moans started getting louder, the Latina added another finger and the alpha came hard with a scream.

"Let me out of here," the girls heard Jacob yell two hours later. They already headed out to Jacob's house and packed away enough of his possessions to make it look like he was running away.

"It's show time, Rach," Brittany informed her. The brunette nodded and they both started to head downstairs.

"Baby," Santana started.

"No. This is for me and Rachel. We'll call you if we need you."

"Why aren't we letting them help," Rachel asked her alpha.

"Because they aren't ready for this, yet. Sure ,they saw my dad kill that guy who hit us with his car, but it's one thing when it's a stranger, another when it's someone we know. Besides, we are the leaders of this little pack, we need to do the hard jobs. Even if you weren't going to speak to Jacob, you'd still be down here with me."

Rachel nodded and took a deep breath before entering the basement.

"Let me out, you bitches," Jacob spat.

"Jacob, calm down," Rachel started.

"I will not calm down. Okay, maybe I'll calm down if you blow me, but since I'm thinking that's not going to happen, I will not calm down."

"Jacob, you need to listen."

"Why?"

"Because in less than an hour from now, you'll be dead."

"What? You're going to kill me, Rachel?"

"Actually, Brittany is. You know too much and have too big of a mouth. We can't have you running around blabbing to everyone how we're all werewolves."

"You'll never get away with it. Someone will notice me missing."

"We already have measures to prevent that. You should know that we never wanted it to come to this. I'm sorry that you wouldn't let things go. If you had…God, Jacob I don't want to do this. I don't want to have to watch you die. This isn't at all what I wanted in life. I never wanted to be a werewolf, but I was born into this life. I wish there was some other way, but there isn't. I'm sorry." With that she moved towards the bars and he back up. When she got to the bars, she looked back at Brittany who nodded and stepped forward. Rachel unlocked the door and Jacob got ready to fight. He threw a punch, but the brunette caught his hand and injected him with a tranquilizer. "I'm sorry, Jacob. Goodbye."

Brittany quickly walked over to Rachel and Jacob, and with a quick twist of Jacob's neck, it was over.

"Are you okay," the alpha asked Rachel.

"I don't know," the brunette whispered.

"Can you hold yourself together? For them," Brittany asked quietly looking upstairs. The diva nodded and the blonde exhaled her relief. "Quinn, Santana, meet us in the woods in an hour," she called up to the. "We're going to take the body to car, Rachel. Then, I have to get some things before we can leave." Soon enough Brittany and Rachel were off to the woods, with a dead body and container of gasoline.

They drove in silence to a spot deep within the woods. Brittany placed Jacob's body on the ground and stripped him while Rachel, in wolf form, dug twos ditches; one for the body, the other for the clothes. Brittany poured the gasoline over Jacob's body and clothes, struck a match and set both the body and the clothes on fire.

"They don't have to see this, our mates" Brittany told Rachel. "Being a leader in a pack means taking the burdens others don't want. We always protect our pack, even from emotional pain they don't realize they have." Rachel let out a long sad howl. "I know. This is hard for me, too. But, by keeping our mates away, they don't have to witness our pain."

"Only feel it."

"They'll know why we feel it. But, by keeping them out of it, it doesn't have to be real to them. Sure, they'll know what we did, but they didn't see it, so it's like it never happened. We don't have the same luxury. We can't have the same luxury. Like I've said before, it's you and me. You're the one I needed to help me become a great alpha and I'm the one you needed to accept yourself. We've been through a lot these last couple of months, but we did it together. We're connected, not in the same way as to our mates, or our families, but we were meant to help each other; to be pack. Come on, let's finish this. Santana and Quinn will be coming to run with us soon. It'll be a good way to clear our heads."

"So you take me out to an amazing dinner, followed by a sappy movie that there is no way in hell that you could like, so what's going on, Will," Shelby questioned as they got home from their date.

"Why does something have to be going on," Will countered.

"Last time you did something like this you asked me to be your girlfriend. And then my daughter sought my help and I ended up changing in front of you. Where was I going with this?"

"Maybe you should sit down. Shelby, I love you. We've been through a lot, and I'm sure that there is still a lot more that we will go through together. But, as hard as it is, I can't see my life without you. I've given it a lot of thought and I've spoken to Rachel and Quinn. I guess, I should just cut to the chase," he said, getting down on one knee. Shelby's eyes went wide. "Shelby, will you marry me?"

"This time Rachel's not going to interrupt me. Yes," she answered kissing him hard. "Let's go celebrate," she whispered in his ear, suggestively.

"Not yet. I meant what I said about thinking everything through and talking to Rachel and Quinn. I'm ready to become a werewolf. I want you to bite me."

"I'm glad that you're ready, but I'm not. At least not right now. Now, I want to celebrate my engagement with my fiancé. I'd much rather wait until after we're done to change you."

"But, you will?"

"Of course. Now, take me to bed."

Epilogue

(1 year and 7 months later)

"I can't believe this is our last night in Lima," Santana states. The four girls were all accepted into colleges in New York and were going to move in their new apartment tomorrow.

"Well, I for one am excited," Rachel smiled hugging her mate tightly. "But, I don't know why you insisted on us camping out in the woods, Brittany."

"It's our last night in Lima, Rachel," Brittany stated calmly. "Tomorrow, we'll be in a different place. A city no less, and in a different pack. There are so memories here, and I think that we should all take one last run to remember everything. I just want to spend one last night as with it just being us, you know…" Brittany was cut off by Santana's lips crashing into hers.

"I love you, baby," Santana said proudly.

"I love you, too." Brittany replied. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rachel and Quinn in the middle of a heated kiss. She only had one thought before she resumed kissing Santana.; 'Yep, tonight will be the perfect night to say goodbye to Lima.'