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Back in the Clinic's Hall…
Fabray glared at Taylor "I am not a double moral idiot!"
"Suuuure, and I am not a freak" Amos picked her up and started to run.
"Let me go" the blonde was clearly disapproving her mode of transportation.
"No" the taller girl caught up with Kurt, moved her head in a judgmental way and picked him up too "Kit Kat, grab Puckerman. The P-ts (pre-toasties) are getting closer"
"Copy that" the taller boy imitated her superior and in record time they were in the middle of the lobby. The male host dropped their human cargo.
"OUCH!" "DUDE!" the boys mumbled, the hosts hadn't been gently.
"Move now and cry later" Matt announced as he turned and began to shoot.
"Get moving, girl" Taylor put Q down.
"Go to the vehicles!" Rachel screamed. Few meters from her the other hosts were helping her to stop the advanced party of infected.
Soon the situation was out of control, they were being surrounded and some of the infected were passing them. The persons outside were firing, some hitting their targets and others missing.
"Puck, how you can be good in videogames and suck in real life?" Britt complained. The Jew boy was hitting several in the torso and arms which didn't seem to even slow them down, while the tall dancer was hitting every one of them in the head.
"You said it, Britt. This is for real" the boy was trying to defend himself from the blonde's commentary.
"Duh! I know. You don't have extra lives; you really have to do it better…breath, aimed and shoot…take your time" the danceR said making a giant bubble gum.
Puck couldn't argue with the blonde -Puckerman, chill out! Where did she found gum…It doesn't matter concentrate. Work your magic- he told to himself and he started hit better. "They are coming out"
Rachel was walking backwards "Fire in the hole" she threw a grenade. The hosts turned and dashed to the vehicles and the shooters.
"Get in the cars" Taylor commanded.
The rest of team listened and started their engines, waiting for their friends to climb in. Soon, the hosts fought their way towards the transports and in a short time the convoy was driving away from the clinic.
I know what you did….
"They didn't get anyone, we were lucky" Matt commented. He was sharing the Jeep with Quinn and Britt, the latest was driving.
"The ducks protect us" Britt added "Your ET ducks (platypus) helped too" Britt's smiled failed for a second. Pierce was thinking in her crying Latina; Rachel had prohibited her to accompany them which cause a whole hour of insults from the fiercely Lopez. Britt had agreed with Rachel, her Sanny wasn't ready to return to the field yet.
"Santana is going to be kicking asses in no time, probably she would start with our Polly Pocket Diva " Matt reassured her in his particular manner.
"She really looks like a Polly Pocket doll, except that they have perfect noses and they are more fashionable" Britt said.
Matt couldn't contain his laughter "I know…I know… I love her but I used to wonder if we should save for a fashion intervention…her argyle sweaters are hideous" he calmed and started a story "Four Christmas ago she bought us a set. Our faces were priceless, the worst part was that we ended it wearing them" he started to laugh again "Taylor added them the phrase 'Where is my horse, Santa?' in the back, she said 'if we are going to look ridiculous in agryle at list lest going to make it with humor"
"I don't like her sense of humor or the things she enjoys" Quinn interjected.
Rodriguez bit his tongue; he thought it was so easy to pass judgment if you have not walked in someone else shoes.
"Quinn is angry with her and I think Tay-Tay is angry with Q. Are you angry with Q too?" Britt asked.
"We are not angry with her"
"Really? Not even knowing that she denounced Taylor and Rachel, because I was very disappointed with her and Puck" Britt used the rear-view mirror to glare and then pout at Quinn.
Quinn gasped in horror –This Can't Be Happening!-.
"No, they did what they have to do. We told you about the articles and rights for a reason" the male host replied.
"Does Rachel…?" Quinn asked in panic.
"Yes, Quinn, Rachel knows and she doesn't feel betray for your endeavors. She understands your motives, you conscience dictated your actions. It's important to be able to sleep peacefully…believe me, we know that from first hand" the boy turned an looked at the shorted blonde "We are not angry, we are frustrated and sad"
"Frustrated? Sad?"
"Yes we are felling frustrated and sad because we can't help Rachel with this, we don't know how to change what she is...what we are" Matt took a big breath "We are not as abominable as you think Quinn. We still suffer from guilt, tiredness, stress and shock, however we don't registered like most people, not even like the most trained soldiers" he scratched his head "Guilt is perhaps the most difficult part to deal with and to explain to others, we felt it…we just ignored it, until we considerate necessary and later we put it in a dark place where it can't sting us anymore. Nevertheless the memories never go away, they stay with us forever"
"Why are you telling me this?" Fabray asked.
"Because is the true and in this moment, I am the only one of them that have a chance to explain you our deeds, without your misleading prejudgments"
"I beg your pardon?" Quinn demanded.
"You haven't witnessed me doing something against your more primal principles; plus I represent what you originally thought of us" the boy had been trying to be clear, to elucidate what he wanted to explain, although Matt knew that his words could never completely express their internal struggles "What I want you to know is that we have the beast on a leash or at list we try to do it. We are not walking around killing and harming people for fun. Rachel is still the girl that cries out of happiness at the end of My Fair Lady and sobs uncontrollably with To Kill a Mockingbird" he turned around, fixing his gaze on the road
Quinn took a moment to process his speech "I don't…"
"She doesn't deserve to be hurt anymore, please be gently and take your decision promptly. We will help her and you with your resolutions" the boy had interrupted her statement.
Quinn previous dialogue had been forgotten, the image of a hansom Matthew, but mostly a dazzling Taylor comforting Rachel was making her seeing red "That is what you want, isn't it? You want them together, because you can't have her for yourself and who would be so stupid to be a with a lesbian psychopathic whore"
Matt clinched his jaw and for the first time in his life he wanted to punch a girl, the shorter blonde had touched a soft spot, well if the boy was honest with himself the girl had actually touched two soft spots ...he used to have a crush for his best friend, but that was a long time ago; maybe the worst part of her venom words Cat's description after all the host had saved the blonde's ass more than once and in a way the Ex-Cheerio was right with the courtesan's duties. He and David weren't so obtuse, they were familiar with some of the girls' future obligations, more specifically with Rachel's.–Calm down. She is jealous and she doesn't possess all the facts…on the other hand, why do I have to endure her words…Taylor is not a whore or a psychopath, at list no more than any of us-
"Tell me Quinn if you had been in our place, would you have been better than us? Perhaps more stable?" he chuckled "I don't think so. You would have been the Queen of the Cretins, in fact you were one with a normal up growing" he made emphasis in the word normal, he knew about his father, but come on abusive father vs abuse everything "Respecting Taylor, who in his/her right mind wouldn't fall for someone like her? She is amazing, brave, loyal and have taken care of Rachel...more less in the same way you did it with your three years race of Let's Going To Torment The Hobbit" he let out the last part with sarcasm and rancor.
"Q , Kit Kat stop the violence between friends" Britt couldn't stand it anymore "No more ugly words from any of you"
Rodriguez inhaled "Sorry Britt-Britt…Quinn" the boy started to unwrap a chocolate bar "Chocolate?" he offered a piece to the girls.
"I don't want anything from you" Quinn snared.
"Lucy Quinn Fabray!"
'Oh oh!'Quinn thought, Brittany had never used her complete name.
"Kit Kat is trying to be a man of gentle…" Not Matt or Quinn had the courage to correct her "You are being meant" she frowned "You are jealous of Taylor and that's not cool. Taylor is happy because Rach has a girlfriend, besides she is a good person and she hasn't had more sexy times with Rachie since you became her girlfriend" then her face became serious "And I'm happy that she stop those men, they were horrible Quinn. They deserved to suffer, look what they did to those kids. They would have done the same or worst to Rachel if they had caught her" the comment made Quinn uncomfortable "I would have killed them myself if they had raped Sanny"
The shadows in Britt's eyes cleared and she turned towards the boy "I have not said thanks to Tay- Tay or you" the lovable Brit was back.
"Yo –your welcome, Britt-Britt. " Rodriguez stuttered –Man! I should start a blog . .org -
"I have an idea; I can show you my boobs if you want"
The boy's eyes widen –She must be playing, right?- "Thanks, Britt, but that it is not necessary" he studied her face and the dancer had a ear to ear grin –Oh My! This lady really enjoys pulling everyone's legs- the host cackled "You are one of a kind, Ms Pierce"–I like her, Santana is lucky to have her-
Devious illusion…
Quinn was alone in their designated place in Sue's Fort.
Rachel had respect her wishes, giving her the space she had requested, the taller girl was thrilled and mortified with the diva's behavior, thrilled because Rachel was considering her necessities first and mortified because the brunette's cold treatment was breaking her hearth.
Quinn was aware of her own irrational reactions, but she had been justifying them with absurd excuses. Quinn was so distracted that she didn't feel the Rachel's presence.
"My Quinn" Rachel whispered in the blonde's ears before attacking it with kisses and little tugs.
"Rachel?" escaped from Quinn's lips in a strange and husky voice that didn't seem to belong to the tight Catholic girl. Rachel's ministration had traveled to her neck.
"I can't resist it anymore…" kiss "…I miss you…" kiss "…I love you…"I want you" She bit down on the skin and the taller girl gasped.
Every ounce of Quinn's mind was screaming Bad idea! Talk first. Unfortunately her body betrayed her when Rachel decide to kiss her in the mouth –Is she still my girlfriend…Oh God! I love her tongue-
The kiss was long and wet and incredible sensual.
"Have you missed me?" Rachel started to caress the blonde's tits, paying close attention to her nipples. That act brought a river of moans.
The two girls continued to do battle with their tongues as Rachel gently squeezed Quinn's nipples.
"Good Lord" the ex- Cheerio exclaimed, closing her eyes.
Rachel had moved and had her head inside Quinn's shirt . The moans continue and become more intense as Rachel worked harder in the taller girl breasts with her talented mouth.
Rachel plunged her fingers under the blonde's bikini bottom, gently cupping the outer swollen lips of her lover.
"Rach" Quinn moaned quietly under the gentle assault, the diva's fingers slid easily up and down her pussy lips as my thumb messages her clit.
Rachel kept kissing, massaging and biting Quinn's bra-covered breast until "Wait, Rach. I need to kiss you" the diva got out of the blonde's shirt and kissed her.
"Is there something wrong, love?"
Suddenly Quinn had a gun in her hand. She stood rigid and slowly opened her eyes, her body was covered in blood, the diva was covered in blood, everything was covered in blood.
"Quinn, Quinn!"
A voice called her from far away, then a hand touched her and she kicked and screamed.
"Quinn, wake up!"
Quinn examined her surroundings "What the Fuck?"
"You were having a bad dream or a good one" David was in front of her, on his knees "You have an excellent hook" the poor host had received a punch in his testicles.
"Oh My God! David, I'm sorry" Quinn was mortified.
"My fault, I should have been more prepared" David was panting "To be hones I never expect a blow from you...again my congratulations" the boy crawled to the wall.
"Is it subsiding?"
"Yes, don't worry. What were you dreaming about?" Karofsky asked and the blonde told him.
"I don't think it was about Rachel. At least, not in the literal sense. I just think that you've been experiencing g extremely traumatic events and you're having a very difficult time dealing with them. Depression, sadness, fear and guilt are common around soldiers, it's called PTSD" the boy sat next to Quinn "My advice is to talk about what you're feeling, don't keep it bottled up inside, don't be afraid to express yourself, especially with people you can confide in and trust like Santana or Britt"
Quinn arched an eyebrow
"Don't look at me like that. We are here for you too, but they're your best friends and in a way you are living this together: a new distressing experience from zero"
Slapping some sense into…
"She hasn't spoken with me in days, Doc Who. How much time does she need?"
"Shorty. How the Hell, I would know? I grew up with you and Cat and I'm still learning about the female' space-time clock"
SMACK! A hand had found a head.
"Auch!" Karofsky groaned "I was joking!" he had hoped that his attempt would light her mood.
"Drop it!"
"You smile" the boy teased
"DAVID!" Rachel was loosing her patience
"Ok, Ok. Rachel, go on"
"I'm afraid that I underestimate and the repercussions of my true persona over her fears and affections. My decision was selfish and unilateral; I can expect that a normal woman would understand the complexity of our nature. I must accept unfairness and the consequences of my honestly"
"Rachel if she didn't run to the Hills, the first day I doubt she would do it now. The real question here is how patience you can be and are you prepared to answer a lot of personal and difficult questions?"
GLEE-GLEE-GLEE- (Not so far form there…) GLEE-GLEE-GLEE-
SMACK! The Latina had smacked Quinn's brain box
"Satan, that wasn't necessary"
SMACK! Fabray had received a clout alongside the head that knocked her to the ground from the dancer.
"Britt!?" not even the smaller blonde knew if her statement had been a question or a claim.
"Sorry Q, we parents must sometimes do unpleasant things for the child's own good" Brittany said with a chided tone.
The two ex-Cheerios captains looked puzzle after all this was Brittany, the unicorn lover, no Sue Sylvester Ramsay's mean sister.
"Animal Planet" Pierce clarified with a shrug.
The Latina sighed in acceptance; her girlfriend was perfect and incredible eccentric. Lopez slowly turned around to face her ex captain "Rubia cabeza hueca! (empty-headed blonde!), you are the most stupid person that I have known…wait that is Finn and then Sugar because really in what is she thinking?" she had digressed, although it was ok for her friends at list the fiercely Latina was recovering some of her old attitude "You are going to loose her, committing the major mistake in your Barbie existence and when that happened I'm not to help you to recover her. You are no the Queen bee in this situation Fabray, damn in it, you are not even the second one" she got quiet.
The light complexioned girls watched as Santana fidgeted and tried to say something, big tears were adorning her tanned face "I regret so many things Quinn, treating her like shit is one of them. The dwarf and her friends have saved my life more than once and yours too" the tanned girls started to relate "They were groping, scratching and clenching my breasts and my butt, telling me what they would do to me and I began to think…maybe this is just it, maybe this is how I go, and maybe this is my punishment for some of the emotional pain I've caused others through some foolish mistakes and poor judgment... I was hopping to be quick. I was hopping to die before they rape me" Santana was engulfed by her girlfriend arms "One of them was almost inside of me when I heard noises and then Taylor pulled him off and cracked his neck" the black haired girl was sobbing "I can't imagine what that poor family had gone through until she killed those monsters"
Quinn had moved and was holding the Latina's hand "Santana"
"Berry killed a person…big deal! Taylor killed a person who cares? They had probably killed hundreds; they were raised to do it. What amazed me is that Berry and company could be like those men, taking what they want but instead they are helping us and even taking shit from us. I admire them Quinn. I don't know if I would be the same and I'm pretty sure that what happened to me, it is nothing in compare of what they have experienced" they look ate each other eyes "Grow up and give them a break Q, because if you don't I'M GOING TO GO ALL LIMA HEIGHTS ON YOUR ASS"
"Amor (love)" Britt kissed the Latina's temple, Matt was right, her lover would be fine in no time. Santana was recovering.
GLEE-GLEE-GLEE- (Back to Rachel and David) GLEE-GLEE-GLEE-
"Rachel, don't take this personal, but I kind of hate your town" Matt interrupted Rachel and David's conversation as he walked in.
The mates had been discussing about Shorty's romance drama, so it took them a moment to react.
"Hm?" was Doctor Who coherent question.
Rachel's response wasn't better, she was still distraught over their conversation with David, her eyes were red and her face showed misery "What in the world happened to your hand?
When Kit Kat caught a glimpse of her face, he tried to amend his intrusion hiding her hand behind his back "My hand? Nothing happened to my hand. What hand are we talking about it?"
Rachel rolled her eyes an approached him "Let me see" she gabbed his hand, the fist was all cut out "So?"
"Not important, how you are feeling?" the dark boy tried to change the subject of the conversation.
"You know the answer for that question Mathew. Now, would you be so kind to tell the story behind your wounded hand?"
"This is nothing, just scratches…see" Rodriguez extended his hand for examination "What about you, can I do something for you?"
David smiled at his friend kindness.
"I don't think you or Cat would be able to help me in this, Mathew. However I appreciate the gesture" Rachel ended her inspection over the boy's extremity.
"We are her for you, you know that right?" The boy said and Rachel nodded. Then the starlet proceed to gaze at him "I punched a wall" Rodriguez confessed
"Oh My! You lost your temple. Your Vulcan blood has failed you my friend" David said and then busted in laughter.
"Do you have a female sibling that's less irrational?" Kit Kat asked.
Rachel at that point was laughing, only those two were as geek to bring Star Trek allusions into an argument "Boys, I'm sorry for break up this touching geek bromance moment, but I still wan to know the story behind the hand"
"I menaced the head Doctor here and punched a wall" Kit Kat explained and Rachel frowned immediately "Don't worry Cat talked with the doctor and she gave her the mifepristine and misoprostole"
"You mean mifepristone and misoprostol?" Rachel asked and Mathew nodded "Wait a moment! Who is pregnant?"
"I hope that nobody, but Gwyneth and her auntie deserve an option…you know just in case"
Rachel wanted to kick herself, she hadn't thought about it –I'm an idiot! How could I forget something like that?-
David felt nauseous "Did the doctor oppose?"
"Kind of" Matt wasn't sure.
Rachel like her friends had a very clear view about the doctor vs patience taking active roles, they had been human lab rats all their lives; although she didn't wish to create more quarrels between the Lima survivors and the other hosts, so she decided to paint the doctor in a brighter light and if she was honest with herself she didn't want to know the doctor motives, she had had enough disillusionments recently and Amos was capable to manage the situation "The doctor was surely thinking in the side effects, the drugs causes several symptoms and some of them could be very dangerous" the brunette regretted her words Mathew's face had that hollow look, as if there was something completely wrong "However we are talking about Cat, she is better than many professionals with doctorate degree in pharmacy"
That had made the trick, Rodriguez's face relaxed and Rachel was able to sense the tension in David's body disappearing.
