Witness of Tomorrow

by Charlie St.cloud

Quinn Fabray survived. She was last one to survive and now she must keep her promise to save them all but especially save her. Save Rachel Berry because who was Quinn Fabray without Rachel Berry. TimeTravelQuinn! SaviorQuinn! SinisterQuinn! Zombiefic! Give it try you might like it.

10. Chapter 10

A/N Hey everyone, Just thought I let you know. There's a song in this chapter that I'm going to pretend a character wrote. Like Rachel did on glee with Get It Right because I want need it to explain a certain depth and meaning. So the actual song doesn't exist in real life to them. Anyway, you get it. Enjoy!

CHAPTER 10: Friendships, Hanukkah and everything else coming along..

BRITNEY'S HOUSE, THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN. JUST 5 MINUTES AFTER QUINN KILLED LENNY AND BILLY..

Rachel had just finished having her stern talk with Lord Tubbington. Britney was doing her best not to laugh but she was smiling gratefully. Rachel considered Britney's feelings enough to talk to him as if he were an adult that really said those things.

"-She feeds you and takes such good care of you! Saying such things to your mother is deplorable and you should be ashamed of your self and when I leave I hope to hear tomorrow morning that you have apologized! I hope to not hear something like this occuring a second time, because if you hurt Britney, again. I will be back with a power point next time, Mister!" Rachel finished.

"Thank you, so much, Rachel!" Britney said and Rachel's face took on a prideful look. As if she stopped and army from kidnapping the princess.

"Your welcome, Britney. Anytime." Rachel replied and looked unsure of what to do now. "Well, I uh.. I better get going." Rachel said but you could tell she didn't want to leave. She had nothing to do with the rest of her day and was not looking forward to another Monday night stuck at home alone. Her parents being out of town and all. She knew Puck was throwing a little party in his basement for the cheerios and football team not giving a damn that it was a Monday night. As long as he followed his mother's rule of no one coming upstairs and they all had to enter and leave through the basement door, than she didn't care either because he didn't listen anyway. That was the only rule he followed. Rachel also knew that Finn was going to go without her because she wasn't invited. It was a jock and cheerio party. She was sure Britney was going to be there, the blonde loved parties.

"Rachel?.." Britney called out. Using her sad puppy dog look with her tiny innocent voice.

"Yes, Britney?"

"Would you like, mind giving me vocal lessons?" Britney ask and Rachel eyes lit up like fireworks.

"Of course! When would be a go-" Rachel was cut off by a serious Britney.

"Like, right now." Britney said to make what she wanted clear. She knew Puck was throwing a party but after Quinn showed her everything. Britney wanted her best friend. Not like the way her and Santana's best friend relationship was but her actual friend. The friend that was going to be her partner in cime. She wanted to build their friendship now, so when it did happen they already moved like one. Not to mention she's sure Rachel would treat her like a person. Not like she's mentally challenged like the rest of the squad does or treat her like a sex toy like the jocks do. Rachel would be there like a sister. The way she was in the video logs.

"Really?" Rachel ask in disbelief that Britney would Rather do vocal lessons than go to the party. The blondes cell phone rang and she picked it up to answer it. The room was so quiet Rachel could hear the person on the other line.

"Hello?" Britney said.

"Hey, Cameron. No I'm not going to the party. I-" Rachel heard the voice ask why. "I'm hanging out with my best friend." Rachel felt saddened by the fact that Britney was blatanly lying about Santana being there. She was probably afraid her reputation would take a hit, if they knew she had Rachel Berry in her house. Rachel's eyes watered and she began to put on her coat. "No santana's in puerto rico still. I'm with my best friend, Rachel." Rachel froze, eyes wide and her mouth agape. Did Britney just tell Cameron Cummings that she she was Britney's best friend.

"That's not funny, Cameron. Rachel's my best friend and I don't give a shit if you don't like her. I do, so fuck off!" Britney said before hanging up the phone abruptly. Rachel was still frozen in place. "So, I was thinking we could practice my lessons and bake cookies than have a sleep over all weekend. We could watch disney movies and paint each others nails and do each others hair just like me and San do except we can't do lady kisses because that's mine and Santana's thing but we could cuddle." Britney finished with a smile. Rachel was renendered speechless. This has never happened to her before. There are no words! NOO! Wooorrddss! None coming out of her mouth. Rachel tried to speak but nothing came and her body wouldn't move.

"Cool, so when your done, like, playing a statue come downstairs. I'll be in the kitchen getting everything ready and I'll let mom know we're having a sleep over and don't worry I'll make sure she know's your vegan." Britney said as she walked away, patting Rachel on the head as she went.

AFTER THE HOLIDAYS.

The gas station was finally finished with all their hands combined and putting almost non stop hours in over the holiday vacation. Quinn, Sam, Sue, Blaine and Britney were relieved, though. Britney wasn't around as much before the holidays started because she had to maintain school, cheerios, Glee, Santana and now Rachel. Which she split her week day afternoons to do. 2 afternoons were spent with Rachel and 3 afternoons were spent with Santana and the weekends were dedicated to the team and finishing the upper bases but also to Quinn, Blaine and Sam tutoring her. Quinn told her how she fails senior year and gets held back and now Britney was hell bent on graduating in time. Even Santana and Rachel were tutoring her on some of the afternoons. It was hard but Britney's grades began to getter. She went from an F minus to a C plus but she hoped to be at least at an A minus by graduation.

They finally began work on the factory. Sue had pulled some strings and with Quinn's money, purchased 3 miles worth of land in her name, it became private property. So, no law enforcement could stop construction just in case. Because unlike the gas station. They were taking down almost the entire structure, save for the side that had the hidden room. That side was squared off from the rest. The building was going to take a year and 6 months but that was it. If Quinn's calculations were correct but it would take every waking hour that there other obligations didn't take the time from. So the entire thing would be done by July of next summer a month after graduation.

They bulldozed the building taking down a few tree's that they needed for the newer structure. Construction started at 4 am. Saturday morning on January 2nd. They all allowed themselves the holidays to enjoy with their families and friends. They even through a little Christmas dinner for their little group of 6. They exchanged gifts and told embarassing stories. Quinn was still on cloud 9 after the events on the 8th day of hannuka.

Since the holidays had been approaching, Quinn was debating whether or not to do what she and Rachel use to talk about. One winter when it was only Rachel and Quinn left. The two talked about what they missed about the holidays. Rachel had told Quinn that though she and her daddy were jewish. Her dad Leroy was still christian and how every year. At approximately 7:45 am on the 8th day of hunnaka. Her Dad went to the tree yard to be one of the few first there to get the best Christmas tree. The Berry home had a scheduled routine that was the same every year.

Rachel had started the routine at 8 years old. Her therapist had found that Rachel had a mild form of OCD and without the list and order of things. Rachel would have panic attacks because her over active mind needed them. Especially, during that time of year. Rachel explained that's why she would freak out during competition weeks. It wasn't just because she wanted to win but because her disorder was so hard to control.

Quinn had been surprised and remembered after the incident with the two men. Rachel had used a broken pencil that she sharpened using her knife and one of the notebooks she found in one of the many back packs from the pharmacy and diligently took notes as Carole spoke to her. Than made a list in a category for the medication and what they were used for. Than made another list but it was organized as inventory to keep tract of how many pills per bottle and how many bottles they had. Than she did the same with the rest of the medical supplies. She than made a nursing list to which it was scheduled time of when Quinn would need to be cleaned again followed by ointment than set with new bandages. All Quinn's medication was scheduled by a certain time as well as how many doses. She also scheduled her meals, drinks and bathroom time.

Quinn truly believed that if Rachel hadn't been there and Carole hadn't taught her what to do. Quinn would have died from the wounds being infected. Not to mention her catching a cold. That's why she decided she had to do this. Rachel had told her about a fantasy she had in high school. Where Quinn would be driving by and she would see her daddy and dad getting the tree from the car and stop to help. Than they'd invite her for a cup of cocoa and Quinn would accept and that's how Rachel would get to spend the holidays with Quinn. Than she and Quinn would become friends eventually Quinn would ask her to be her girlfriend and her daddies would adore Quinn.

Quinn had laughed but fell in love with the fantasy herself. Rachel also told Quinn she had told her therapist and her daddies about the fantasy. Her therapist told her that it was a sweet thought but that she needed to not hold such high expectations for it. So if it never happened, she wouldn't disappoint herself. Quinn told Rachel it was true what the therapist said but Rachel said it didn't matter what the woman said Because every year before she did as her therapist said. She would wait by the window anxiously for her dad to come. Than when her dads would struggle with the tree she would feel her body thrumming with anxious excitement and her brain would be on over drive until she realized Quinn wasn't coming.

Rachel learned the best way to distract herself from waiting by that window was to bake cookies and muffins for the homeless shelter. By the time she was finished her dads would be back in with the tree and Rachel wouldn't feel the weight of disappointment that Quinn never came. It wasn't until Hiram's death that the two Berries broke their tradition because it became too hard. Rachel and Leroy had stopped celebrating the holidays all together. Quinn promised Rachel that if she was the one to go back. She'd do just that and so much more.

Now granted she knew Rachel and Finn were still a thing but that didn't mean she couldn't show up on the 8th day with a bag full of gifts and spend it with the Berries the way her girl always dreamed of. Rachel Berry did not know what was about to hit her.

FLASHBACK:

Quinn drove through the snow filed streets nervously. She had decided to do what she promised because as long as she didn't kiss Rachel, she wasn't crosses any lines. She still believed Finchel would play out like it did before because she hadn't interferred so their wasn't a reason that it wouldn't. She was pulling up to the curb of the street and chuckled. Leroy Berry was fighting to get the Christmas tree, off the roof of his car. Though, Hiram's wound was healed. It still ached a little sometimes and with the winter being as cold as it was this year. He was told no outside activities. So he couldn't help Leroy. Quinn hopped out her truck, Leroy hadn't noticed her yet. She round the car and reached for the trunk of the tree.

"Here, let met help you.." She said sweetly. Leroy's voice could be heard behind the massive tree as he chuckled.

"Oh thank you! I appre-" Leroy's eyes widened the moment his knew helper came into view. Quinn smiled.

"Hey Mr. Berry. It's nice to meet you. I'm Quinn Fabray. I would shake your hand but obviously my hands are full." She chuckled full of warmth rosy cheeks and beauty that made the background of snow make her look like an angel that had fallen from heaven. Leroy was floored by her beauty. Leroy smiled completely charmed by the girls manners. He knew Rachel would kill him if he ruined any chance that Quinn might stay for dinner.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well. You can call me Leroy and if I'm not being too forward, May I offer you a nice hot cup of cocoa as a thank you. That is, if your not busy. We'd also be more than happy to have for stay for dinner considering we never got to have the first 'Thank you dinner' but I do believe my daughter said you had to take a rain check." He said all in one breath and Quinn smiled and found herself as the one charmed this time around.

"You had me at cocoa." She said with a smirk. Leroy bellowed in laughter. The two continued unloading the tree. They entered the house and Quinn was hit with the smell of pumkin spice and a faint smell of ginger bread. She took in the homey interior and was warmed by it's comfy atmosphere. Hiram was in the living room on the couch watching TV and couldn't see the blonde from his vantage point behind the tree and Leroy.

"Honey, I found a puppy and I want to keep it." Leroy said with a smile. Hiram sighed sadly. He knew what he had to do.

"Honey, No. I'm afraid you can't. If you remember we let you have a hamster and though you didn't mean to because you were exhausted from work. You forgot that you had left the cage on the radiator in our room after you cleaned. You forgot to put him back on that special table he just had to have. that cost us $120. The poor thing was cooked alive." Hiram said and Quinn's eyes widened. Leroy huffed in annoyance.

"How many times do I have to tell. It was Rachel's fault she distracted me because she couldn't reach the box of cereal. So i had to do my job as her father and help in the very tiring task of pulling down the cereal box. If theirs anyone to blame here it's her stature." Leroy said with a huff. Quinn couldn't take it anymore and giggled. Hiram's eyes furrowed. Leroy smiled and stepped aside. Hiram stood up slowly not believing his eyes. He walked over to Quinn and took her hands as his eyes welled with tears. Quinn wasn't fairing any better.

"I know we haven't officially met and I don't know you personally but.. You are truly a gift from god, Quinn Fabray. Thank you for saving my life." He said as they both began to cry. They embraced in tears and Leroy felt his own tears come unahsamed. His big long arms wrapped around them blocking Quinn from sight. Rachel came from the kitchen with a smile but stopped in her tracks. She saw her fathers hugging but clearly there was someone else under there as well.

"What's going on?" Rachel ask and the huddled bodies began to disperse. Rachel gasp as her eyes bulged out of their sockets. The brunette was staring at Quinn with her mouth agape. Rachel's brain went into over drive. 'Quinn Fabray is here. Quinn Fabray is here in my living! QUINN FABRAY IS HERE! IN MY LIVING ROOM! HUGGING MY DADDIES ON THE 8TH DAY OF HUNNAKA!' Rachel was quiet and staring with wide saucer like eyes. Leroy and Hiram looked worried but not Quinn. She knew Rachel must be having a meltdown in her head.

"Hey, Rachel. Sorry to just drop by like this. I hope you don't mind." Quinn said sweetly. That seemed to do the trick and Rachel was doing her best to keep her excitement at bay as to not scare the blonde away. The Berry men and Quinn could clearly see her hands at her sides, anxiously rubbing her fingers together.

"N-No!" Rachel said a little too loudly than licked her lips as she lowered her tone. "No, I don't mind." Rachel looked down at her self and her eyes widened a fraction at the way she must look to Quinn. Rachel's hair was in a messy bun and she was wearing baggy sweats and a large white T-shirt in her fuzzy rainbow socks. She had flour on her hands, forearms and cheek. Quinn thought she looked adorable. Hiram had sat back down when they stopped hugging. He's glad he did because he had a clear vantage point of Quinn's face but Leroy being as tall as he was but was standing behind Quinn. So he couldn't see. Hiram could see something in Quinn's eyes. If he didn't know any better. It seemed Quinn might have a thing for his daughter. "I was actually just on my up to take a shower. You caught me af-" It was Leroy's playful side that screamed at him to take the shot. He'd kick himself if he didn't.

"A shower? Honey, you never shower after you bake. You lay out on the couch and finish a batch of cookies before the end of a peanuts Christmas. Why are you taking one now?" Leroy ask playing seriously confused. Hiram was doing his best not to laugh at Rachel's deer caught in headlights look. Quinn licked her lips and bit them to stop her smile and bursting laughter from exiting but her blushing cheeks gave her away. Hiram had to add to his daughter's embarrassment. It was a right of passage after all.

"Honey, never in all our holiday traditions have you ever broke your peanuts and cookies time. You even made me buy you that snoopy and woodstock sippy cup with the swiggle straw from the children's store at the mall last year because you said you just had to have, it would complete your Peanuts movie experience." Hiram said acting every bit as oblivous as Leroy. Quinn was struggling bad as Rachel's face flamed in embarassment. Rachel cleared her throat.

"Yes, well, the baked goods are done. I'll be down soon." Rachel said in a hurry to get as far away from the embarrassment as possible. Once they heard the door slam. Quinn whistled.

"You two are in so much trouble." Quinn said with a chuckle but completely serious.

"We know.." Both men said in unison completely seriously. Fearing for their ears when they recieved a power point lecture on the dangers of joking about Rachel in front of one Ms. Quinn Fabray.

After spending 15 minutes in the shower. Rambling in panic to herself that Quinn was actually there and wondering if Britney had been right when she told everyone Santa Clause was real or maybe she really did have a fairy god mother who knew her hopes and dreams but had to stop there with that thought because than she'd take even longer because her mind ran away with her. The brunette came out the bathroom only to freak out all over again because she wasn't sure what to wear. She didn't want to call Kurt and have him asking why she was getting dressed up. She wreaked havoc on her closet. She decided not to wear her usual school attire. She instead wore black skinny jeans with a green long sleeve top and black converses. She did her hair in loose curls, she was going to put on make but decided against it because that would be too obvious that she was trying or heaven forbid her fathers decided to embarrass her more by asking why she was wearing it. The brunette just stepped off the landing of the stairs. She heard laughter coming from the kitchen and followed it. Her jaw hit the floor when she walked in.

Her daddy Hiram was at the kitchen table drinking his coffee, that was normal cause her dad was the cook of the house. Her dad Leroy was at the stove whipping up whatever he was making. Again, completely normal. Quinn Fabray in her daddies extra apron that said 'kiss the cook' was definitely not normal. Rachel felt her heart melt at the sight and her libido spike because god! Is their anything that this girl does that she doesn't make look sexy. Her steady hands were working on something in a bowl she was so concentrated. Her daddy noticed her.

"Ahh, so you've decided to join us." Hiram said with a smile. Leroy and Quinn's heads turn to her and smiled. Quinn put down her bowl and grabbed a snoopy mug from the counter, walking over to the brunette with a smile. She handed her the cup and walked away without a word.

Rachel stared at the cup for a moment. Hiram and Leroy were hiding their smiles. They had told Quinn that Rachel had a thing about her vegan cocoa. Of course Quinn already knew that. In fact Rachel described in detail how she took it. Her dads however, had no luck. No matter which way Leroy tried, he could never make it the way Rachel liked it and neither could Hiram. They gave up, Rachel made her own cup from then on. Quinn took the challenge and smiled. She told them not to say anything until Rachel tasted it, so they'd get an honest answer.

Rachel stared at the cup in surprise. It had vegan marshmellows with shaved vegan chocolate and crushed candy cane on top. Rachel brought the drink to her lips and took a tentitive sip. Hiram, Leroy and Quinn watched but acted as if they weren't waiting in bated breathe. Rachel's eyes fluttered close as she hummed in satisfaction with a smile. Quinn cocked a cocky eyebrow and smirked at a comical flabbergasted Leroy. Hiram was doing his best not to laugh at his expense.

"Wow, daddy you finally got it right, I'm impressed. Though, I must admit it even tastes better than my own." Rachel said and Hiram lost it. As Leroy's face took on one of annoyance.

"Don't thank me. Thank the impossibly too talented Ms. Fabray." Leroy said slowly beginning to smile as Rachel was now the one with a comical look.

"Y-You made this, Quinn?" Rachel ask in awe.

"Yes, I knew you would come down, eventually. We all already have our mugs. So, I thought to make yours, so you wouldn't be left out. I hope you don't mind." Quinn said with a smile and Rachel swooned, She swooned so fucking hard.

"No, I don't mind at all." Rachel said bashfully. Quinn's smile widened. Hiram rolled his eyes now completely positive the feelings were mutual. Leroy was too busy cooking to notice.

"Guess what Quinn's making?" Hiram said excitedly. When Rachel took a seat next to him.

"What?"

"Vegan chocolate truffle." He replied and Rachel's eyes lit up. Quinn was just full of surprises. Rachel looked at the blonde talking to her dad Leroy about a vegan recipe he should try. Because she had made it the other night for her mom and sister. She didn't tell him she was working on her vegan skills for the upcoming zombie apocalypse when Rachel would be hers and she planned to cook for her girl. She didn't want Rachel to have to give up much else. The brunette would be losing Broadway and New york on top of everything else. Though, thankfully Rachel got to be on Broadway because her first year at Nyada. She got the lead role in the revival of Funny Girl. She was on Broadway and had already won her first Tony a year before the apocalypse. That didn't mean Rachel didn't miss the stage. Rachel couldn't sing anymore once the outbreak happened because she had to stay as silent as possible with everyone else. It was devastating. Rachel told Quinn how much she missed it.

After they had everything in the oven slow cooking with Leroy and Quinn checking the food every 20 or 30 minutes. It was time to put up the tree. The Berry men were charmed by the well mannered intelligent blonde that was so mature for her age. She was able to keep up with the two men intellectually. It was causing Rachel to believe Quinn really was created for her. After the tree and extrememly comical experience of Leroy and Quinn decorating the roof with a giant Santa that Leroy just had to have up every year. It was on to board games. With Rachel and Quinn going head to head on scrabble. Quinn's vocabulary decemated Rachel because of all the big medical terms she used as well as any other area of study she covered. Rachel was losing it. She never lost a game of scrabble in her life. She claimed Quinn was cheating and Leroy was the Blondes accomplice because he couldn't handle her winning streak. Needless to say, the men put the game away before any blood was shed.

Dinner was filled with laughter and chatter. The food was amazing as always but Quinn's truffle was to die for. The men were beyond impressed with the blonde by then even her table etiquette blew them away. She had set the table as if they were at some fancy restaurant that Queen established herself. She was eloquent and graceful with a comical sense of humour. They had been beyond floored when Quinn ask if she could light the last candle on the menorah and say the pray. The blondes Hebrew was perfect and had all 3 Berries in awe and tears. Quinn had spent hours learning the entire history of the Jewish faith and practices and poured over textbook upon textbook learning the language amongst others. Rachel was a swooning mess and not once thought of Finn the entire day. They all clapped and cheered after the blonde was finished and hugged Quinn with warmth and love. Telling her she was an honorary Berry.

Leroy snatched Quinn from the table the moment she said she was Green Bay fan. The two were now in the living consumed by the football game playing. Shouting at the top of their lungs. Leroy had on his jersey and Hiram lent his to Quinn because Leroy said he finally had some one to watch with that wouldn't fall asleep. Apparently, he had all them custom made jersey's with team Berry on the back. The numbers were their heights. They were so engrossed in the game they hadn't noticed that the two diva's in the house weren't there with them anymore.

Rachel walked into her daddies little office/studio. He was a professional photographer. Rachel sat in the seat next to him sighing in utter happiness.

"So...?" Hiram smiled in silent question. Rachel's smile and blush almost split her face.

"I.. I don't know what to say but do you understand what I mean now. Tell me your not at least a little in love her?" Rachel said and Hiram smiled.

"She is definitely unworldly that's for sure. I'm sure she could charm the paints of a rhino." Hiram said and Rachel laughed. Hiram knew Rachel was with Finn. It isn't that he didn't like Finn. It's just that he wasn't a match for Rachel and though there are special cases were polar opposites coexist beautifully. He can't help but feel they didn't belong together. Finn was an aquired taste. He was messy and unkept. Rachel had invited Finn over for brunch to meet he and Leroy and the boy showed up an hour late unshowered and didn't brush his teeth. His hair was a mess. He apologized for being late but he had been up late because the new fallout game came out and he had played all night. The shirt he wore had a stain on it. Rachel asked if he had ate already and he said no. He was rushing to get there and grabbed the first shirt he saw on the floor. At the table he enhaled his food and talked with his mouth full. Not noticing that some bit of food fell from his mouth. He also had a hard time understanding Rachel. His daughter had to repeatedly break down what she was saying until it was simplified to practically two words before Finn understood what she meant. He fed her meat one time causing her to be sick and ruined their date. Rachel had told him she was allergic to walnuts. Finn had brought her some of the muffins his mom made that had walnuts in the center. Rachel had an allergic reaction and had to be taken to the hospital. Finn also tended to space out on her when she spoke to him and was annoyed when it came to her lists and timing everything. Telling her it will be done when it's done. Finn was completely a ghost when it came to glee and the weeks leading up to competitions. Rachel was high-strung and hard to handle at those times. Finn didn't know how to help her calm down and focus. He and Leroy had told Finn time and again that Rachel suffered from mild OCD but the boy just got fustrated with her. It was the leading cause to most of their arguments that unfortunately he and Leroy heard from their daughter's bedroom whether they were on the phone or in person. They argued almost every day.

Quinn was the polar opposite to Finn. The blonde was calm and controlled. She was patient and understanding. Well kept and extremely well mannered. Intelligent and graceful. She knew the answer to the big things about his daughter but she also knew the answer to the little things about Rachel that really mattered. She proved what a match for his daughter she was when Rachel was on the verge of a panic attack earlier that day.

FLASHBACK:

"Oh my god! No !Oh where is it?!" Rachel's voice was shrill and her hands were becoming clammy and shaky. The Berry men doing there best to find what Rachel had misplaced because if they didn't, it would be bad. Rachel couldn't find her lists anywhere. Her notepad had her time sheet on it and though they already knew what time each item of food would be done. Rachel still needed to check to keep her mind from losing it. They searched every where. The men even removed the pillows from the sofa. The only one not running around the house frantically was Quinn. The blonde watched them look and Rachel slowly losing it. She stood from her seat and walked over to the brunette, the men froze in place. They were about to warn Quinn to give Rachel her space so she wouldn't hyperventilate from over crowding but what the blonde did next shocked them because it worked quickly.

Quinn cupped Rachel's face and the brunettes body stopped moving. Her eyes and hands being the only things unstill. The blonde spoke soft and calmy. "Rachel.. Rachel, sweetie, look at me, please?" The brunettes eyes made contact immediately at the sound of the blondes voice. "Thank you, Now I want you to take 3 deep breath with me,?" Quinn and Rachel took the 3 breaths together. Quinn slid her hands down Rachel's shoulders gliding down her arms until she grasped her hands and brought them up between them. Holding them in place to stop her fidgeting. "Now I would like you to recount your steps to me from the moment you finished pulling out the cookies to the time you came down from your shower." Rachel swallowed nervously and licked her lips doing her best to speak calmly.

"I-I took the cookies out from the oven an-and placed them on the cooling rack. I-I-I checked off the the time on my paper after I made sure to check the time on my phone that it was accurate. Than I came out to the living room to greet dad and then I saw you. Than we spoke than I went to take a shower than I came back down than you gave me my cocoa!" Rachel finished. She had started speaking calmly but slowly her voice rose to a panicked shrill, again. Quinn smiled and rubbed her hands.

"It's ok, That's all true but I think you forgot to mention two very important details." Rachel looked distractedly confused for a moment going over everything in her head but still coming up short. "Let's rewind for a moment. Shall we?" Quinn ask and Rachel nodded. "Before you went to shower what did you do first before going upstairs?" Quinn ask.

"I uh.. I hung my apron on it's hook in the kitchen." Rachel replied.

"Now, Let's rewind some more, Ok?" Quinn said and once again Rachel nodded. "After you checked the box when confirming that you finished on time. Where did you place the notepad?" Quinn ask.

"In my apron pocket." Rachel replied.

Quinn waited for the shoe to drop. She smiled wide when Rachel's eyes widened the size of saucers as she gasped and ran back into the kitchen. A squeal resounding loudly from the kitchen. Before Quinn could blink she was almost tackled to the ground but kept steady as she had her arms filled with a very relieved but tearful Rachel Berry. The berry men who had been consumed with rapt attention by the interaction were floored that the blonde managed not only to keep their daughter still with also gaining eye contact and where even allowed to touch their daughter without the brunette exploding in anger but she literal helped Rachel's brain calm enough to remember on her own where she put it. It was like a Christmas miracle. Quinn Fabray was officially approved by the Berry men as a phenomal potential suitor. After that it was silently agreed that they didn't want Quinn out of the Berries sight.

END OF FLASHBACK:

"She is truly amazing. How did you come across such a beautiful creature?" Hiram said and Rachel giggled shaking her head.

"I have no clue." The brunette replied.

Back in the living room it there was only 3 seconds left of the game but Leroy and Quinn already cheered and celebrated that their team had won. They were now in the kitchen grabbing coffee. Leroy turned to Quinn and with a serious face spoe warmly.

"Thank you." Leroy said.

"For what?" Quinn ask confused but she had a pretty good idea.

"For everything. For saving my husbands life. For spending today with us. For calming my hysterical daughter down from a meltdown. Thank you for being you." He said and Quinn's eyes misted with tears.

"You don't have to thank me. I was happy I could do any of that at all." Quinn said sincerely. Leroy looked at her. Really looked at her.

"You are one of a kind Quinn Fabray." Leroy said and Quinn shook her head no.

"If anyone's one of a kind here. It's Rachel. You and Hiram have raised her to be such a beautiful person. I am beyond grateful to know. Let alone be allowed to be here and enjoy the day with you all. So thank you." Quinn said with a soft smile and Leroy saw it. The love shine in her eyes as she spoke of Rachel.

"You like her don't you?" He ask not accusingly but curiously.

Quinn licked her lips. "In love with her, actually." Leroy's eyes widened in surprise that she admitted it. He was not trying to scare her but here she was being brave again.

"Than why haven't you told her. You are aware she has feelings for you as well, don't you?" Leroy said. He knew he shouldn't say anything but if this was the only chance that he had at helping his daughter get this amazing girl than he would try.

"I know. I've known for a while, actually. In freshman year, I had this huge thing planned. I bought her flowers and vegan chocolate. I was going to ask her out on a date in front of the entire school but.., She found me before I could find her and blew up at me for reason I still don't know now. I tried to speak but she wouldn't let me get a word in. By the end of it she told me to stay away from her and her boyfriend and that's when I found out about her and Finn. I'm not a home wrecker and Finn is one of my best friends and I couldn't do that to him even knowing what I know is true. I know in my heart that she wants me just as much as I want her but she doesn't know how I feel. I also don't want her to hurt Finn by dumping him for me. It would be a horrible thing to do especially if he had to see us as a couple, it would crush him and hurt destroy our friendship but I did make a promise to myself that if they broke up I would take my chance but I didn't expect her to jump in to the arms of Jesse st. James so immediately or for them to break up only for her to go back to Finn. If she ever is single and I mean really single. I will ask her but I won't taint my chance in a sleazy way. Our relationship if it happens, deserves to be treated with respect and dignity and I can't make that happen if I act as just another selfish dog chasing the only metaphorical bone that everyone else is trying to get at the same time." Quinn finished. Leroy was staring at her in awe. He had never met such a mature teenager in his entire life. Even his own daughter made him question her motives sometimes but this young girl-no young woman just floored him, again.

"Wow.. You are something, Ms. Fabray." Leroy said with a smile. Quinn smiled in return.

"Thank you. So are you." She giggled.

"If it means anything. You have my blessing." Leroy smiled.

"Good to know. I planned on asking you before asking her permission to take her on a date." Quinn replied.

"Now, your just trying make me swoon." Leroy joked and Quinn laughed.

"What's going on in here?" Hiram ask as he and Rachel entered.

"Just getting to know each other." Quinn said. Rachel smiled at Quinn, the blonde returned it. Just above Rachel's head she saw the time and realized she had literally spent the entire day with them. It was now 9:48 pm. "Well, I should get going. I had an amzing time thank you for having me." Quinn said as she pulled Leroy in to a hug followed by Hiram. Rachel was standing there pouting but waiting for her turn.

"You don't have to leave, you could stay over. We have a spare bedroom." Rachel said trying to win the blonde over.

"I wish I could, Rae but I have somethings to take care of tomorrow and I have to speak to my mom tonight. I'm sorry, I would if I could." Quinn said. Rachel Swooned over the nick name internally but pouted outwardly and Quinn almost gave in, almost. Rachel walked Quinn to the door. It wasn't lost on any of the members in the house that the two girls were holding hands as they did. Leroy and Hiram went upstairs to give the girls privacy.

"I had an amazing time. Your parents are great people." Quinn said.

"Yes, well, they certainly enjoyed your company. Especially, dad. We might have to make this an annual thing. So he has his new football buddy on game days." Rachel said giggling. Quinn chuckled.

"I guess we'll have to pencil me in. I also had an amazing time with you." Quinn said and Rachel felt the air leave her lungs. Her lips tingled to kiss the blonde but she was too terrified to do so. Quinn was in the same boat. The brunettes pupils were practically black do to those words and Quinn kept trying to keep Finn in mind but it was getting harder. She had to leave before she did something stupid.

"Me, too..." Rachel whispered unknowingly stepping forward. Quinn backed up putting space between them looking down swallowing shamefully for even getting caught up in the thought of kissing her brunette. Rachel misread the signs as Quinn not being interested and feeling embarrassed.

"Well, I uh.. guess I'll see you around." Rachel said a little too cheerfully. Her lips trembled as she did her best to control her tears. Quinn was already backing away to leave. She didn't need to see Rachel to know she was hurt by the action.

"Yeah, see you around." Quinn replied before turning to walk away. Racel had shut the door to the house and began walking up the steps. She was half way up when the doorbell rang. She wiped her tears thinking it was Quinn. Not wanting the blonde to see her crying. She took a deep breath and put on her show smile.

"Did you forge-" She stopped in mid speech. No one was there. She poked her head out the door and saw the blondes truck turning the corner at the end of the street, out of sight. That's when she noticed a large cloth sack on the ground. It looked exactly like the one Santa Claus would have and it was filled to the brim. It had an envelope tied to it with her name in the loopy cursive that Rachel knew was Quinn's. The brunette called her dad to help her carry it to her room were he deposited it on her bed than left to give her privacy. Rachel closed the door than climbed onto her bed. She took the enevolpe and opened it eagerly.

Dear Rachel,

I know this might seem weird. Seeing as how we haven't spoken less than a hand full of times, since freshman year. I want you to know that even if that is the truth. I still consider you a friend. I know what your thinking. How? Well, to put it simply. For a long time, you've been my greatest supporter, even in silence. You have always seen the best in me, even when I didn't see it in myself. You've offered me friendship though time and again, I proved I didn't deserve it. I know I've nothing to warrant your trust nor your faith but I am grateful to know you exist in a world that doesn't deserve you. If there's nothing you take from today and just see it as a fluke. I would like you take the words on this paper to heart. I would like you to know that you have my trust and my faith and in my eyes, you are my friend, who I didn't realize I had. I'm not going to apologize for all that I have done on paper because you deserve more than that. You deserve the words and the proof and one day you will receive. That is, if you let me.

I also want you to know that my coming to your home was not a fluke. I was on my way to your house barring gifts. I wanted to spend the day with you and your family because I wanted to feel the blessing of your presence. I wanted to meet the 2 men that have made you into the exquisite beauty of a person, I've known for a good portion of my life. I hope that one day you will see me as I see you now. I hope that you and I reach a point to we're are bond will withstand anything. Because I don't ever want to go a day were you don't exist in some form of way in my world. I already have lived enough days now to know what it feels like because I don't get to see or hear you through out days anymore and let me tell you, it is absolutely terrible.

I guess what I'm asking is will you be my friend? Will you be my confidante? Will you be my partner in crime against tides that keep crashes against my strokes to land? I hope so, because I already see you as that person. I'm just waiting for you to believe it too..

Inside this sack is yours and parents Hanukkah gifts. I waited to give this to you because I didn't want to hear you all gracefully decline them. All of your gifts go by number. You are to open them from 1 to 8 respectfully. I hope you like them and enjoy them, friend.

Happy Hanukkah!

Sincerely forever yours,

Lucy Quinn Fabray

Rachel eyes were dripping with tears and her smile was face splitting. Quinn Fabray had just made this Hanukkah the best she's every had. Quinn wanted to spend the day with her. She purposely had come to spend the day with her! Rachel pulled the sack open and her eyes shined in eager excitement. Even Finn had not stop by on any of the 8 days nor had he called just to wish her a happy Hanukkah in the 3 years they've been dating with only there little break up in which she dated Jesse and Jesse was so far up his own ass to care to notice anything other than himself. Finn sure as hell didn't get her any gifts. Rachel took out the gift with her name on it that said 1. She tore the paper in excitement. Shouting for her dads. The two men rushed into the room worried and became even more worried when they saw the tears in Rachel's eyes.

"Rachel, honey what happened?" Leroy ask confused. Rachel was too enthralled staring at her first gift to do anything but blindly past the letter to them. Rachel was staring a the autographed collector's editions with an authenticity certificate of Funny girl, Funny lady, Yentle, The way we were, Hello Dolly, Barbra Streisand, Timeless: Live in concert and Barbra Streisand: One voice. All the DVD'S were in one box. Rachel was in awe. The brunette knew the rest of the gifts had to be just as good as that one. Leroy and Hiram were in tear's after they read the letter than watched there daughter literally have a secret wish come true.

The brunette began tearing into the second gift. Rachel gasp in shock as she stared at the 3 concert tickets and backstage passes to the upcoming sold out concert of one Ms. Celine Dion. It also had an autograph CD and poster with both authentic certificates signed to Rachel Berry. Rachel squealed so loud her father's felt their ears ring. There was another small envelope attached to the backstage passes. Rachel opened it and began to it.

Rachel,

I heard through the grapevine that you were upset about not being able to purchase the concert tickets because they were sold out. So, here is your second gift. You and your dads are going to Las Vegas for the Celine Dion concert. You have front row seats, backstage passes, obviously. Your going for a full week stay at the intercontinental-Alliance Resort/the Venetian Las Vegas. All expenses are already paid. You have full 24 hour car service to take you were ever you please. Your parents have the honey moon suit and you'll have your own grand suit. I know the concert is Saturday but I wanted you all to have a sort of full family vacation and hopefully your fathers won't mind that I schedule the flight for Wednesday morning at 8 am sharp. I already arranged a car to drive you to the airport and pick you back up after the trip. You will be picked up at the airport in Las Vegas as well by the 24 hour car service after you land. That way you have rest of Wednesday to next Thursday evening to enjoy a 8 day Berry family week. The concert obviously isn't until February but I wanted to give you all time to rearrange schedules to enjoy it. This gift is to all of you. After the almost fatal incident at the restaurant with Hiram. I think you guys deserve the much needed time for your family. Tomorrow is never promised. So make the most of today.

Once again, Happy Hanukkah,

Sincerely forever yours,

Lucy Quinn Fabray.

Rachel had read the letter out loud and once again not for the first time that day, had all 3 Berries in tears. Rachel passed the letter and everything with it to her fathers as they took seats at the opposite ends of her bed. Rachel pulled out gift number 3 and handed her fathers their gifts. Rachel's eyes filled with more tears as she tore the paper. She was slapped with shock once again as the wrapping paper gave way to a pale blue Tiffany's box. Her dads eyes bugged out of their heads again. They know the blonde must have spent a fortune on everything and wondered where the hell a teenager would get that kind of money.

Rachel opened the box and pulled out a charm bracelet. The charms were The statue of Liberty, A music note, The word Broadway, The Letter L, What looked to be two figures of a tall man and a short man standing together the tall man with his arm over the shorter ones shoulder, a building which Rachel was confused about and a charm of two women one tall, one short holding each other. The people charms were small but done beautiful in gold. Rachel was confused who the two women were but her fathers knew. She was also confused about the L and the building that looked like it could be a factory of some sort but Rachel was grateful none the less because it also came from Quinn and that meant more than what the charms meant. Rachel immediately put it on and stared in wonder at it for a little bit before hearing her fathers gasp. Rachel's head shot up and her eyes widen at the obviously expensive gifts her fathers just received.

Hiram had a giant box on the floor and was pulling out the new photography equipment. There was everything that he had told Rachel and Leroy he had wanted but told his husband not to spend money on it. Instead he spent all the money Leroy gave him for the equipment on Rachel's classes and Leroy's much needed massage chair. After spending hours on his feet during surgeries he always needed a massage. Hiram forbade him to spend money on all of it because it wasn't just a camera but also stands, lights anything and everything you would need for a professional photoshoot. Hiram's eyes were running with tears. He secretly had been dying for all of it but refused to admit it because they had real things to pay for and though Leroy was a doctor. He was already paying the full bill of mortgage on the house as well as all 3 car insurances, main bills and all of Rachel's dance classes and singing lesson's. When Hiram did score a editorial or magazine shoot. He used his money to take care of the small bills, groceries, things as small as laundry detergent and gas for the cars. They lived in Lima, Ohio so work had died down excessively when they decided to raise there family there. Before that Hiram was the most sought after photographer in L.A but that was years ago and he hadn't stayed connected to his friends to still be considered a hot shot but he wouldn't trade his life for the world.

Leroy was staring wide eyed at the new solid black leather large medical bag. His name on a gold medal plate in sleek cursive. The bag had everything he could need for home visits and some items for quick surgical needs. Like, a 3 pack scalpel set. A small box of surgical gloves and masks. It had an white and gold stethoscope with his name engraved on it as well, etc. He could practically perform a miniature surgery if the emergency called for it. Like what had happened to Hiram because it also had the pack of needles and thread needed for surgically closing wounds. Leroy squealed happily though he knows he shouldn't and should return it but come on it had his named engraved for goodness sakes.

Rachel smiled at her fathers looks of awe. It made her remember the rest of her gifts. So, she dug in the bag for gift number 4. She pulled it out and ripped through the paper in excitement. Rachel pulled open the box after removing the wrapping paper. Her brow creased in confusion. There sat an old worn looking journal. The brunette picked it up and turned it over in her hands. There was no title. She gently opened it and again gasp. In the center of the page where it says This Book Belongs To: Lucy Quinn Fabray. Beneath it was Quinn's hand writing again.

Rachel,

I wanted to give you a gift that was very personal to me. I have been writing in this journal since the first year we met in 6th grade. It is a book of my own personal written poetry that I've never shared with anyone. I want you to have it because it means so much to me. I hope it will mean just as much to you as well.

Sincerely forever yours,

Lucy Quinn Fabray

Ok, Rachel's more than sure that Quinn has charming super powers and could charm the paints off anyone. She could not believe she has Quinn Fabray's written words all to her self and she is the only other set of eyes to see and read it, other than the author. Rachel was giddy and felt special. She wanted to read it right away but decided to wait for when her fathers left to have privacy with what she's sure are the most beautiful words she will ever read.

Rachel moved on to her next gift. Number 5. She tore it open and stared at the first frame before her with wide eyes of awe. There she was sitting at her desk near the back of the classroom with her eyes trained out the window. The sketch looked almost like real photo. The colors bringing it to life. Rachel's calm gaze and soft barely there smile shone brightly.

Rachel could hear her fathers asking what it was. So, she blindly handed it to them as she reached in the box it came in, to grab the next. She heard the moment they saw it because of there gasps. Though her own focus was on the next sketch. The sketch was of Rachel performing 'Don't Rain My Parade' on the last note with her arms in the air and her face full to the brim with passion on stage. Rachel felt her cheeks hurting with how hard she was smiling and blindly past it to her fathers.

The next sketch was of her and Quinn. It wasn't a memory that Rachel could remember. It was obviously done maybe in thought or fantasy because in the sketch they looked older. They're in an embrace that only lovers know. Their staring into each other's eyes. Quinn has one arm wrapped around Rachel's waist and her other cupping the brunettes cheek. Rachel has one hand on the back of Quinn's neck and the other on the blondes bicep of the arm around Rachel's waist. Quinn's hair is short and choppy. Rachel's is longer than what it is now and unruly. Rachel's also wearing Quinn's letterman though it looks to be in terrible condition. Quinn had a hoodie that also looks to be in terrible condition on, that you could only see a corner of two and half letter's of a word that begins with Ny and what partially looks like the letter A.

Behind them are the decimated buildings of Lima and she knows this because their standing in Lima square. The colors and definitions bringing life to the moment. Rachel couldn't explain why she loves this Sketch the most. Though Quinn is a factor but the love captured in the moment spoke volumes. The love that stood out against the background of obvious despair and sorrow is what caught her attention. It was there clear as day in their eyes and the way they held each other with such warmth and familiarity. Rachel wondered what it meant. What the sketch meant and if it meant what the sketch showed than why hadn't Quinn told her. Why had she left the way she left that evening. All of the questions swirling in her head confused her but she past the sketch to her fathers none the less and both men swooned even more. Rachel decided to go over the topic when she was alone and picking apart the day. She moved onto her next gift.

Gift Number 6 was a pair of really expensive gold diamond earrings. Again from Tiffany's. Rachel squealed and smiled broadly as she ran to her mirror and put them on. They shined brightly and Rachel gushed over them.

Number 7. Rachel open the wrapped box and smiled in interest. There in the box was a CD and a song of sheet music. Rachel read the title of the song but couldn't place where she heard. Though that was answered when she read the song writer's name. She gasp in surprise, again. The writer was Quinn. There was note attached.

Rachel,

This is a song that I wrote with a certain someone in mind. I heard how you wanted to write original songs and Mr. Shuester turned you down. I thought maybe you'd like to know that I agree with you. So, I wrote this song from my heart and I mean every word. The CD accompany with it, is me singing the song. I hope you love it. Your approval means everything.

Sincerely forever yours,

Lucy Quinn Fabray

The songs title was 'A Thousand Years' Rachel ran to her CD player. Her hands trembling uncontrollably. Her fathers watched in curiosity. The second she pressed play the instruments began to play than Quinn's soft voice filtered the room. Rachel's eyes slammed shut as tears filled them and her heart felt full. The words and voice caressing her form in ways hands would never be able to. The song was astoundingly beautiful. Hiram and Leroy covered their mouths in tears that's how much they felt it. Leroy especially after what the blonde told him earlier. He now understood it's depth. Hiram wasn't fairing better it was the answer and final piece he knew in his heart that told him his daughter had found her soulmate but was currently with the wrong person.

Rachel was smiling in tears. Quinn was purity at it's best to her. She was meant for her. Rachel just knows it. No one can make her feel all of the things she feels when it comes to Quinn Fabray. The song ended and Quinn's speaking voice filled the room.

When I wrote this song. There were so many feelings engulfing me. I couldn't really stop them from pouring out onto paper, even if I wanted to. There's so much I want to say but I know is not the time. But.. One day, Rachel Berry. One day I will tell you them all and never stop because I know who you are to me. I know where you belong but.. Since now is not the time and now I have put it to rest, for now.. I will, because just like everything else in my life. Everything I do.. I do it with one person in mind..

The CD cut off and all 3 Berries were frozen in place. Rachel stared at the CD player with wide entranced eyes. 'Did that mean what I think it means?! Whose the person?! I need to know!' Rachel was unraveling in her mind but Leroy remembered what Quinn said. So he decided to distract his daughter before she runs out into the night searching for the blonde and possibly get a couple of restraining orders in doing so.

"Rachel you still have one gift left." That snapped the brunette into action and after a gift like the one she just heard. She isn't sure what could possibly top it. The last gift was a larger rectangle box, one you would use for clothing. The brunette ripped the wrapping paper and tore the box open only to freeze at the sight of it's contents. There in pristine condition with the last name Fabray stitched over the right breast was Quinn's cheerio letterman.

Rachel had always dreamt of wearing and permanently borrowing the letterman from her fantasy girlfriend Quinn Fabray. The letterman would smell like Quinn and Rachel would wear it every where and never take it off. Rachel had told Quinn this in the future as well and Quinn wanted to make sure she gave it to her girl. So Quinn had worn her letter for the last 2 and half years as her all season jacket but making sure to keep it in pristine condition though she wasn't on the cheerios.

Rachel hesitantly reached for the jacket in awe. Too afraid to move any faster should this be a dream. She grasp the letterman and let out a shaky breath when her fingers grasp it. Finn had never even let Rachel touch his letterman. The only time Rachel put it on was once when Finn went to use the bathroom and Rachel she just wanted to try it once. She slipped it on and she didn't have to sniff it because the smell of sweat and body Axe spray was overwhelming and made her skin crawl because it also felt like it hadn't been washed in forever. She immediately took it off and decided she was perfectly ok with her boyfriend refusing her that honor.

Rachel's fathers had slipped out the moment they saw the letterman. Giving their daughter the privacy she actually needed because she was stuck in her wonderment trance. The brunette walked over to her mirror in awe and stood before it. Slowly, she gently slipped her arms through the sleeves and wrapped it around her. It didn't fit like a dress as Finn's had. It didn't smell funky but sweet and clean. She could smell Quinn's unique smell and her perfume all around her and for a moment she shut her eyes and felt like Quinn was holding her. Rachel smiled a watery smile as her tears fell in silence. This is the first Hanukkah she has every truly and undisputedly felt this happy. Nothing could ever top the way she feels right now. The brunette giggled and ran to her bed and laid down pulling as any of her gifts into her arms that she could. She pulled the framed photo sketch of her and Quinn and noticed Quinn's signature for the first time in the corner. Rachel felt her heart swell in utter love and devotion.

"God.. Quinn Fabray, what are you doing to me?.."

END OF FLASHBACK:

So you can get why Quinn is on cloud 9, right now. Even though right now she is currently standing with Sue purchasing 5 extremely large yachts and 4 industrial fishing boats in Sue's name. The yachts are all part of her plan in making sure there is always a fail safe. During one of her escapes. After everyone else had died. She had to get food and was being chased by a horde for a can of dog food. Yes, she had stooped that low because that's all she could find. She knew it was already old but anything that kept her stomach full was good enough. Her body was getting use to the spoil food, so it didn't effect her much. She hadn't been looking in front of her properly as she ran through the park. She kept looking behind her, so she hadn't noticed the pond in front of her It was already dark out. She fell face first and though they were literally within reaching distance. It was like the blonde vanished before their eyes.

The zombies were at the lip of the water but didn't take a step in. In fact, they were sniffing the air trying to catch her scent. It was like they couldn't register that she was there in front of them though their eyes made contact with her body. Thank god it was summer. Because Quinn had to wait in that pond for two hours before they slowly started finding there way out. That's how Quinn found out the zombies didn't go any where near water.

After that she began studying them even more and found that when it rained they huddled in corners or places that shield them from it. Quinn kept testing the boundary and found that even though she was out in the open for the taking and they could see her. All they did was growl and snap their teeth at her as she walked closer. So close they were no more than 6 feet away but still refused to step out in the rain.

The blonde had no clue why but that what made her start only going out when it rained. So, she could go looking for parts and items she needed. She just had to be extra quiet and careful when it came to places she entered because there was no telling how many of them were in there, hiding because of the weather but it meant she could carry more solid heavy items and not have to run. She wishes they would have noticed it before. Maybe she would have more members that survived and traveled back with her now. That's why Quinn wanted to make sure they had the yachts. The blonde would have gone fishing in the past, if she wasn't terrified of the fish being contaminated for so long but after finding out they didn't go in water, Quinn wanted to take the chance. She couldn't because she was in the process of building the time machine. She couldn't risk it.

Now, she was going to try her best to do her own clinical trials on the fish and water when the outbreak does happen. If it isn't contaminated, she knows they'd have unlimited supply of fail safe food. She was going to make sure she had her resources and she knew the exact 4 people she was going to share her truth with next.