Chapter 10

'San, wake up.' Quinn whispered, gently shaking the brunettes shoulders.

'Mmmm, Q. What?' Santana groaned. Her body was finding it hard to wake up, finally being able to relax until Quinn's voice sounded in her head.

'Come on, we have to move.' Quinn informed her, Santana opening her eyes and looking around. Her vision was fuzzy, rubbing her head as she felt it starting to throb again. She placed a hand on her forehead and took deep breaths, trying to stop herself from throwing up.

'Santana?' Quinn questioned, kneeling next to her and moving the Latina's hand from her eyes. Santana's eyes were closed as she licked her lips, swallowing and regaining her composure.

'Just give me a second okay.' Santana said, eyes still closed as she sat herself up. Quinn watched as Santana sat forwards, leaning her head in her hands and exhaling.

'You okay?' Quinn asked, gently rubbing her back.

'I, I feel sick again.'

'And…' Quinn prompted her to continue, seeing that something else was wrong.

'And I'm dizzy.' Santana admitted, opening her eyes and looking up at Quinn. 'You're a bit blurry.' She said, grinning.

'Okay, come on.' Quinn said, not smiling back. She lifted Santana up and helped her start walking, carefully stepping out of their hiding place and back out into the darkening woods.

'Jesus Q, what's the rush?' Santana asked, squinting at the remaining light as they walked.

'You need a hospital Santana. There's obviously something wrong with you and the sooner we get out of here the better.'

'I get that Q, trust me I want a hospital right now, but I'm not leaving these woods without Brittany.' Santana informed her.

'If we see a way out Santana, we're taking it.'

'No fucking way Quinn, are you insane?' Santana stopped, pulling away from Quinn and stopping both of them. Quinn was a few steps in front of Santana, spinning round to face the brunette with an angry face.

'Are you insane Santana?' Quinn glared at her. 'You have a concussion, a busted rib, and you were almost raped!' Quinn shouted, Santana visibly flinching at her words. Quinn saw this and calmed down, taking a few steps towards her friend. 'I'm sorry okay, but I need to get you out. I can't loose you San.'

'I know Q, I get it.' Santana nodded, smiling at her. 'But Brittany is my life, she is everything.' Santana sighed. 'If I don't have her I, I would probably do something really stupid.' Santana laughed, Quinn shaking her head. 'What about Puck? You're really gonna leave Beth's dad out here?'

'No, I would never do that.' Quinn took Santana's hands. 'But I think the police looking for him, would be better than me running around the forest hysterically, looking for him whilst trying to outrun the monsters. If we get out, we can get help. Help with guns. And then we can make these motherfuckers pay.'

'I wont leave her Quinn.' Santana whispered. 'I get what you're saying, and I know you're right.' Santana shrugged. 'You're saying we leave if we get the chance. I'm saying, you'll have to go without me.' And with that Santana walked slowly past Quinn, heading down the hill.

'She wont forgive me if anything happens to you Santana.' Quinn called over her shoulder.

'What?' Santana turned, looking back up the hill.

'Brittany.' Quinn said, turning around. 'If you get hurt again, if something worse happens to you, she wont forgive me.'

'It's my choice Quinn, it's not on you.' Santana quoted Quinn from earlier.

'So, Brittany wont see it that way.' Quinn turned around to face her, stepping down the hill slowly towards her. 'She knows you're tired, and hurt, and that it's my job to look after you now, not hers.' Santana looked to the floor, again Quinn was right.

'You don't think Puck thinks the same?' Santana argued. 'If I don't bring you back to him in one piece….'

'That's different Santana.'

'How Quinn? How is it different?' Santana stepped right up to her. Quinn simply looked down, and poked Santana in the ribs.

'Ah, fuck!' Santana cried, stumbling back before Quinn caught her arm. 'What the fuck was that for?'

'I can take care of myself, you can't right now. That's why it's different. Puck knows that.'

'What are you talking about?' Santana said, clinging onto Quinn's arm as she caught her breath.

'Puck knows that if I see a way to get us out, I will. He knows I'll protect you, because it would make Brittany happy, even if I had to leave him behind. And Puck will do the same.' Quinn informed her, Santana looking at her with a confused expression. 'If he can get the other guys out, he will. Then he'll send the cops back in to find us.'

'Quinn, I need her.' Santana said, tears in her eyes.

'And you'll get her back soon enough.' Quinn promised. 'But right now, we have to look out for us, okay?' Quinn said, Santana nodding. 'And I'm sorry I poked you.'

'It's fine.' Santana said, standing upright and letting Quinn support her again. 'I probably deserved it.' Santana grinned.

'You did.' Quinn grinned. 'Now lets get out of here.'

'Guys, look.' Finn said, pointing with his good left arm. 'We found it.' He informed them, everyone stopping as they reached the edge of the clearing the building was located in.

'What is it?' Mercedes asked, noticing the blue and white paint scheme and the rusting away metal doors. They walked cautiously towards it, shrubs and trees all overgrown around it and crawling up it's walls.

'I think it's a police station.' Puck said, stopping and noticing a hanging sign on the wall just above the door.

'You mean it was a police station.' Kurt corrected, moving to stand beside the boy.

'Yeah,' Tina agreed. 'It looks like it's been abandoned.'

'Still, I think we need to be careful.' Rachel advised, staying close to Finn.

'I agree, I mean we thought that other place was abandoned and look what happened.' Finn said, everyone nodding.

'Okay then, Kurt and I will scope it out, see if it's safe. Finn stay out here with the girls.' Puck commanded.

'You got it man, be careful.' Finn nodded at him, watching as Puck and Kurt carefully opened the old door and peeked inside. Puck didn't see or hear any movement so he pushed the door open further, stepping into the building and scanning the room. It was the reception. He knew this because of the desks right next to the door, old fashioned phones and computers rusting and covered with cobwebs.

'Kurt, try that phone over there.' Puck pointed to the desk on the other side of the door, the smaller boy doing as he was told and checking if it was working.

'Nothing, it's dead.' Kurt sighed, dropping the receiver onto the floor.

'Same.' Puck said, slamming his down onto the base. 'Shit.'

'Look, it's a big building, I'm sure there will be more phones somewhere.' Kurt reasoned.

'Yeah, come on man.' Puck motioned for Kurt to follow his lead. A few more minutes of searching and they found that they were alone. No monsters or crazy killers anywhere to be found. They went back out of the building and told everyone it was safe, ushering them into a small room at the back. That way if someone came into the building, they would know before being seen.

'Look what we found guys.' Kurt said, hauling a large heavy bag onto the small table in the middle of the room. All of the kids gathered around, waiting in anticipation. Kurt opened the bag and started to pull out tins. Tins of food.

'Holy shit, you've gotta be kidding me.' Finn said, almost laughing in the process.

'I know right,' Puck grinned. 'There was tons of it sitting in the kitchen back there. And it's fresh too.'

'Which means that someone comes here regularly.' Rachel pointed out.

'We shouldn't stay here long then guys.' Mercedes agreed, Tina nodding along too.

'Okay, we'll eat and get a few hours shut eye and then leave. It's getting dark so we shouldn't be wandering out there anyway.' Puck organised. 'Is that okay?' They all nodded, looking at the food with watering mouths. They really were hungry. At least they could recuperate now and have more strength and energy when they set off again.

'Do you have any idea where we're going tubbers?' Santana asked, her hand gripping onto the material of Quinn's hoodie.

'You know I don't Santana.' Quinn said, looking around through the trees as if every movement was something coming to hurt them.

'Then why do you look like you do?' Santana said, noticing the blonde's determined expression and wandering eyes.

'Because, it's getting dark. We need to be anywhere except out in the open.' Quinn informed her.

'Great, so what are you looking for?' Santana asked, not sure what Quinn was planning on finding.

'I don't know, anything.' Quinn sighed, stopping and looking down at the ground. 'Anything.' She whispered, and Santana sensed that hope was fading fast in the blonde's mind.

'Come on then Q.' Santana started to walk again, without the support of her friend, and took a few steps further through the trees.

'Santana, come back here.' Quinn said, jogging after her and wrapping an arm around her waist. 'Are you crazy, what are you doing?' Quinn asked, holding onto her firmly but gently.

'You said we needed to find somewhere safe, that isn't standing in the middle of the woods.' Santana smiled, Quinn laughing at her.

'Even so, you cant walk very well with me, let alone on your own. Don't do that again.'

'Hey, you're the one who stopped Q.' Santana shrugged, laughing. But the laughter was quickly over taken by coughing, bringing tears to the brunette's eyes.

'Okay, okay, just breathe San.' Quinn said, rubbing her back comfortingly.

'I got it Q, I'm good.' Santana panted, smiling at her friend once more.

'Sure you are.' Quinn said sarcastically, but then something caught her eye. 'San, look.' She pointed about one hundred yards in front of them.

'Is that, is that a house?' Santana asked, the blonde stepping them closer to it.

'I think so, it's definitely a building.' Quinn said, pushing a low branch out of their way. 'All the lights are off too so I don't think anyone's home.'

'Good.' Santana said bluntly, Quinn knowing that Santana was probably going to be cautious of any other strangers they might meet. They stepped up to the building, it was a log cabin like the one the men lived in, Santana's body tensing and her feet refusing to move.

'Santana?' Quinn looked at her, still holding her arm but moving to stand in front of her.

'I can't.' Santana swallowed. 'I can't go in there.'

'San, look at me.' Quinn cupped her cheeks. 'You can. It's not the same place, no one is here.' Santana nodded. 'You have to trust me okay, I wont let anyone else hurt you.'

'Thanks Q.' Santana let out a shaky breath, forcing one of her feet to move. And it did. Quinn smiled and took up her position at Santana's side, climbing the old wooden steps and up to the front door.