Chapter 10

Author: LexysCPD
Words: 2,162
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, not the show.
Author's notes: Warning: Sexual assault, death of a child, and mild violence.

Updated: September 17, 2018

"Yeah. There is something you need to know. Someone is coming, and they are coming to kill Quinn."

Quinn frowned. She started to tremble. "Wh-what?"

Santana led Quinn to the couch. She had the girl sit down. Santana turned to Rachel with a glare. "Talk."

"All of you are in trouble, but Quinn is the human, she can be easily hurt," Rachel explained, her eyes moving from each person before stopping at Quinn.

"Wh-why?" Quinn asked, her face pale.

"By who?" Santana growled, anger in her face.

Rachel sighed. "M-my sire, he doesn't like me to be happy, so he visits every often to destroy any happiness I get."

"B-but the others?"

"They are vampires. He knows he wouldn't stand a chance against them."

"But my moms are vampires," Quinn whispered, her eyes wide. "Th-they'd be able to protect themselves."

"They don't know how he looks like. He has that advantage. And you're human Q, he can easily hurt you."

"So what do we do?" Santana asked, holding Quinn, who was paler than usual.

"We-" Rachel stared, but Quinn's hard breathing stopped them.

"I'm gonna die. He's going to hurt us. He's going to kill me," she whispered, staring at the ground. Her breathing became quick, as she reached for Santana's hand.

Rachel stood up. "Q, we are going to do everything we can to protect you, okay?"

Quinn's watery eyes connected with her brown ones. Her tears slipped down her face. "I-I can't, I can't breath," Quinn gasped, her face turning paler. "I can't breath Rae, I can't." She started to cry, as her gasps got quickler

Brittany stood up and ran. She returned a few seconds later, an item in her hand.

"I-it's em-empty," Quinn gasped, shaking her head. Santana was rubbing the girl's back. She raised Quinn's arms.

"Breathe," Rachel whispered, her hand on Quinn's knee.

If one's mate was hurt, physical contact could sooth them, and Rachel was trying.

"I-I can't," Quinn said, the tears streaming down her face. Her lips were turning blue.

Rachel closed her eyes, before opening them. "I'm going to compel you, will you let me?" Rachel asked, looking into Quinn's eyes.

Unable to talk, Quinn nodded her head.

Rachel reached over and grabbed Quinn's cheeks and looked into her eyes.

"Breathe Quinn, take deep breaths."

Quinn's pupils dilated, as she took a deep breath. Color returned to her face. Rachel smiled and moved away. Quinn leaned against Santana, letting her mother wrap her arms around her.

"I'll get a refill the second we finish how we protect Quinn and you tell us what we need to know about Jesse," Brittany said, turning to Rachel.

"I have a picture, I'll let you see him. He fights dirty. He likes to attack when he sees an opening."

"He's killed people before?"

Rachel looked down. "He always makes me watch."

"Someone has to be with Quinn at all times," Santana started, looking at the mothers.

"At least until we stop him or Quinn decides to change," Brittany inserted.

"I don't want to change." Quinn said, shaking her head, "I don't want to be a vampire."

Santana and Brittany turned to look at Quinn in shock.

"Why?"

"I just want a normal life," Quinn whispered. "I just want to grow old with the love of my life. I don't want to live forever."

"That's why you always evaded the question," Rachel said, a small frown on her face.

Quinn looked at her own hands. "It sounded like fun when I was a child, but seeing you, having to wait until dark to feed, to move from place to place when your ages were becoming noticeable. Things seem hard, having to make up stories all the time. I don't want to be living a lie."

Santana looked heartbroken. "We'll have to watch you-"

"I won't make you. You won't have to see me when I get older."

Brittany shook her head. "You're our little girl. No matter how old you get, we'll always want you in our lives."

"Even if I'm in my death bed as an old lady?"

"I'll hurt, but I'd want to be there, with you," Santana whispered, pulling her close.

Rachel clenched her teeth, as she stared at the ground.

"Rae?"

Rachel's head shot up. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

Rachel let out a small laugh. "Yeah, I'm just shocked you don't want to be a cool vampire. But I get it, Finn didn't want to be one either."

Santana and Brittany exchanged a look. Santana stood up, Quinn in her arms. "Let's get you to bed, Mani will refill your prescription."

Quinn nodded her head, as she placed her head on Santana's shoulder.

Brittany turned to Rachel. "Are you really okay?"

The older vampire shrugged. "I'm used to it, not having anyone. We just have to protect her, make sure she makes it that far."

"Are you going to tell her?"

"About what?"

"Being your mate."

Rachel let out a sigh. "She doesn't need to know. She doesn't need to be something she doesn't want to be because of me." She looked around. "I have to go, warn the others."

"I'm sorry," Brittany whispered.

Rachel looked at Brittany with sad eyes. "It's okay. We just have to keep her safe."

Glee

"Rachel isn't here today, so she asked me to sit with you," Mercedes said, smiling at Quinn.

"I don't need a babysitter," Quinn muttered, glaring at the table.

Mercedes let out a laugh. "I know. But Rach would kill me if something happened. I thought it would be a good time for us to get to know each other. And I know you like hearing our stories."

Quinn turned to look at Mercedes. "How old are you?"

"I was seventeen when I died. I'm fifty one."

"How?"

Mercedes looked at the table.

"It was 1979. It was hot."

Mercedes felt the sun against her skin. She had a smile on her face. She could hear laughing around her. She looked around as the parents and kids had fun.

"Hello," a voice said, calling out the n-word.

Mercedes looked over to see a guy looking at her with a smug look. Frowning, Mercedes looked away.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

Mercedes ignored him.

She heard him call her a 'bitch' and storm away. Mercedes rolled her eyes, as she continued to watch people around her the smile back on her face.

"Who was he?"

"He was the usual racist," Mercedes said, a small on her face.

"What happened next?"

"I was walking home."

"There you are," the same voice said.

Mercedes turned to see him walk up to her. She looked around, and saw no one. She turned back and saw the anger in his face.

"Leave me alone," Mercedes told him, before turning and started to walk faster.

She heard footsteps pick up behind her, as he ran to her. He pushed her against the wall. Mercedes gasped as she felt her body slam against the wall.

He turned her over and looked down at her face. "You are lucky someone would ever like you," he snarled, as she wrapped his hand around her neck. Mercedes gripped his hand to try to get him to let her go.

"I'll show you to ignore me," he snarled, gripping her throat tighter. She gasped for air.

He used his grip to toss her into the alleyway. He dragged her so she was away from the mouth of the alleyway. He then got on top of her.

Mercedes watched as he reached to unbutton his pants. Mercedes fought harder, but he was stronger.

Mercedes screamed for help, but he just slapped her. "Shut up."

Tears welled up in her eyes, as she struggled against him. He reached into his pocket and took out his pocket knife, using it to cut Mercedes's clothes. Mercedes could feel her tears streamed own her face.

She let out a scream when she felt him thrust into her.

"I-I'm sorry," Quinn whispered, tears in her own eyes, "I'm sorry that happened to you."

Mercedes gave her a small smile. She didn't respond.

"Who changed you?' Quinn asked, her voice low, as she wiped her tears.

Mercedes gasped, as the knife went deep into her abdomen for a fourth time. He laughed, as he turned and walked away. Mercedes turned herself over, feel the pain from her stab wound. She dragged herself to the entrance, but she could feel herself lose a lot of blood. Her vision stared to darken, as she stopped trying.

She was going to die. She was accepting that. She could feel the pain in her chest and between her legs. It was getting harder to breath, as she laid in a puddle of her own blood.

She heard a gasp. She tried to turn, but was unable. She felt someone turn her over. She let out a groan of pain, as she saw a blurry figure over her.

"H-hel-help-" Mercedes wasn't able to get the word out as she felt her life diminish.

"I'll help you. I'm here. It'll only hurt for a second," he said.

Mercedes's eyes closed. She let out another gasp when she felt a sharp pain in her neck.

"Sam said he couldn't leave me there. He felt the mating bond, and just had to save me."

"What would have happened if he let you die?" Quinn asked, frowning.

Mercedes shrugged. "Our mates complete us. They are the missing piece, and without them, we'll always be an empty shell of ourselves. We'd lose ourselves."

"Is it painful?" Quinn inquired.

"Yes. There is a sharp pain in your heart. It'll dull out, but never leave. It'll always remind you, leaving you broken, unable to be repaired."

"Ms. Berry, glad of you to join us," the teacher said, getting Quinn and Mercedes's attention.

"I had some things I had to take care of," Rachel responded, giving the teacher a charming smile.

Mercedes turned to Quinn, and gave her a sad smile. "I'll go back to my seat, but if you ever want to talk, you can come to me."

Quinn nodded, and watched as Rachel took the seat Mercedes vacated.

"You're late," Quinn said, a smile on her face.

Rachel nodded. "I had somethings I had to take care of."

"Like what?"

Rachel gave her a half smile. "Nothing you have to worry about, what did you do today?"

Quinn frowned, seeing Rachel's dull eyes for the first time. She thought about what Mercedes told her.

"Our mates complete us. They are the missing piece, and without them, we'll always be an empty shell of ourselves. We'd lose ourselves."

Quinn's green eyes stayed on Rachel's before answering.

Glee

A Few Hours Earlier

Rachel punched the tree. She let out a small scream, feeling the anger course through her body.

She heard laughter behind her. She turned to see Jesse standing behind her.

"Leave me alone st. James," Rachel growled, clenching her first.

He let out a louder laugh. "You think I am going to listen to you?"

Rachel took a step towards him. "I mean it."

Jesse raised an eyebrow. "You do know I can compel you to kill your little mate. I am stronger than you."

Rachel watched him, as he paced. "You are never going to be happy. Why can't you just do what I ask and be with me?"

"Because I'll never love you."

Jesse laughed. "So I'll kill anyone you think you'd be happy with. I've killed your old friends, or have you forgotten? Your sister's blood tasted so good."

Rachel lounged at him, pressing him against a tree, her hands gripping his throat. "Don't talk about her!"

Jesse smirked, "I am your sire. I am stronger than you'll ever be. Why can't you just accept that?"

"Because you're a monster."

Jesse just pushed away. "You'll never win. And to prove it, I'll sink my teeth into your little play thing's neck and suck her dry, all while you watch."

Rachel took another step, but kicked her knee in, breaking it. Rachel let out a scream as she fell.

"A lesson for you, my love."

Rachel glared at him, as he turned and walked away. He stopped, but didn't turn. "I always win my princess, the faster you accept it, the easy your life will be."

Rachel let out a growl as he vanished with his speed. Rachel just sat back and dragged herself to a tree. She'd have to wait for her knee to heal, hoping he didn't do anything to hurt Quinn. She just hoped she'd find the strength to stop him before Quinn got hurt again.

She hoped she could finally stop him and avenge those he hurt before.

Glee

Rachel looked at Quinn, who was concentrating on her work.

Rachel was going to anything in her power to protect her. She was going to do everything in her power to keep him from hurting anyone ever again.