Warning for chapter 10: Cursing and Violence

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee

This story is unbeta'd and my first language isn't English

Chapter 10

Santana had never been so scared in her whole life, as she was in that moment she saw Blaine's gun pointing straight at her. The second Blaine fired his gun, Santana closed her eyes and waited to feel the excruciating pain of being hit by a bullet. She had stopped breathing in fear and her heart was beating so fast, that she was afraid she would die from a heart attack before the bullet even managed to kill her. She just hoped that she would die quickly, so she didn't have to suffer too much. But when the seconds ticked by and nothing happened, she finally dared to open her eyes and look at Blaine again. He was still standing there with his gun pointed in her direction. Santana didn't know what to believe. She knew that Blaine wouldn't have missed that shot, he was way to good of a shooter to do that. Maybe he just wanted to torture her before he finally killed her, that would explain why she was still alive.

Blaine saw her surprised look and pointed his gun at something behind her. Hesitatingly Santana turned around, hoping that Blaine wasn't planning on shooting her with her back turned. She didn't see anything at first, but when she looked down she saw a zombie laying dead on the ground with a bullet hole in its head. She had been heading straight for it and if Blaine hadn't stopped her, she would probably be dead right now. When she turned back around, Blaine walked up to her.

"Did you think that I was going to kill you?" He didn't show any emotions, he just looked down at the zombie. Santana couldn't seem to get one word out, so Blaine looked up at her and continued.

"I wouldn't do that. Don't get me wrong all I have been thinking about is killing you since you shot Kurt, but I wouldn't do that to Rachel. She's the only reason I bothered running after you in the first place and saving your ass." Santana furrowed her brow. Blaine didn't kill her because of Rachel, what was that supposed to mean? Blaine took one last look at the zombie and turned around.

"Let's get back to the house before more of those fuckers shows up and tries to eat us. Rachel is probably going out of her mind worrying about you. Come on." Santana didn't say anything, she just followed after Blaine back to the house.

When they entered the living room the first thing they were met with was a fuming Rachel, who started hitting Santana and calling her an idiot for leaving. But then she suddenly broke down in tears and started desperately clinging to Santana instead, like her life was depending on it, while she kept telling the other woman to never leave her again. Santana was so surprised by Rachel's attack and then break down that she didn't know what to do, so she just let Rachel cry in her arms.

Blaine was sitting in one of the living room chairs, unaffected by the scene in front of him, waiting for Rachel to stop crying. When she finally did, he stood up. He motioned for the other two to sit down, which wasn't that easy for Santana since Rachel was still holding tightly on to her. When she eventually managed to drop down in one of the chairs, Rachel was practically sitting in her lap and refused to move. Blaine looked at Santana.

"I have decided to help you with your plan to get us out of here-" Rachel looked up at Blaine and started to smile, but quickly stopped when Blaine continued.

"but only if you help me." Santana sat up straight, almost sending Rachel flying down to the floor. She looked at Blaine suspiciously.

"What do you want Anderson?" Blaine didn't back down and stared right back at her.

"I want you to help me get Kurt's body back, so I can bury him."

"WHAT!" This time Rachel stood no chance. She went tumbling down to the floor when Santana jumped up from the chair.

"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!" Blaine seemed unfazed by the screaming woman in front of him.

When Blaine didn't react to her screaming, Santana started pacing back and forth. Completely ignoring Rachel, who was sitting on the floor and rubbing her head after the fall. Santana eventually stopped and looked at Blaine.

"You want me to go back with you to that zombie infested hole to get Kurt? Who by the way if you have forgotten is dead! We're not dead! We're still alive, but you want me to go on this stupid suicide mission with you? You have clearly lost you're mind! I refuse to do it. I don't need your help anyway, I can do everything by myself." Santana seemed pleased with her decision and sat down. Blaine scoffed.

"Figures, I didn't think you would." He turned to Rachel.

"Will you help me?" Rachel, who had been staring angrily at Santana because of her fall, was caught of guard by the question. She looked from Blaine to Santana before she finally answered.

"Yes, I'll help you get Kurt." Santana froze. She had been so sure that Rachel would say no to Blaine's psychotic suicide mission, but she hadn't. Now she was panicking internally. She couldn't let Rachel do that with Blaine, she would get killed. So Santana shot up from her chair again and pointed her finger at Blaine.

"You're not putting Rachel in danger!" Santana gave Blaine one of her feared death glares, but he didn't flinch.

"She agreed to help me. I'm not forcing her to do anything." Santana quickly turned and looked at Rachel in anger.

"You're not going with him!" Rachel huffed.

"I'm a grown woman Santana. I can make my own decisions and the last time I checked you're not the boss of me." Santana looked at them both in rage.

"That's not true! You made me the leader and I forbid you to do this." She pointed at Rachel in triumph.

"Well maybe we should vote again." Blaine smirked at her. Santana was about to go all Lima Heights Adjacent on his ass, but Rachel stopped her.

"I don't think that's necessary. The decision is made and if Santana want to do something about it, she can just come with us." Santana rolled her eyes.

"Yeah right, like I want to die. I'll just leave that up to you two, I'm staying here." Rachel seemed disappointed, but nodded anyway.

"Okay." She turned back to Blaine.

"We should probably wait till tomorrow, since we first need to make a plan so we have a better chance of surviving. I also think that you should teach me how to fire a gun, just in case I need to use one."

"You don't have a gun!" Santana quickly pointed out.

"I'm guessing you're not offering me your gun?" Santana was about to say something, but Rachel waved her off.

"It doesn't matter. I'm taking Tom's gun." Santana looked like a big question mark. Rachel quickly elaborated.

"The dead guy, his name was Tom. I found his wallet in the study yesterday and looked at his driver license." Santana really didn't care what that mother fucker's name had been. Rachel continued.

"When you so foolishly ran away, I picked up his gun in case I needed to use it and I found out that the gun still had two bullets left. Therefore I'm taking his gun with me, so I really don't need to borrow yours." Rachel turned back to Blaine again, leaving a distraught looking Santana to her own thoughts.

Even if Santana had told them that she didn't care she still stayed in the living room, throwing out snide remarks about their plan that strangely enough helped them correct and perfect it. She even helped Blaine teach Rachel how to handle a gun. When Blaine and Rachel decided to go over the plan one more time before they went to bed. Santana got up and searched through the whole house till she finally found a weapon safe in the basement, that luckily contained some more bullets for Rachel's gun. But she only did that because she was bored and had nothing else to do. After that they all decided to go to bed, since Blaine and Rachel had to get up at dawn to go on their mission to retrieve Kurt's dead body from the hardware store.

The next day Santana was sitting in the kitchen, looking at Blaine and Rachel getting ready to leave.

When Blaine opened the front door, Rachel turned around and looked at her.

"Goodbye Santana."

Santana couldn't get a sound out in fear of starting to cry, so she quickly averted her eyes away from the two of them. Rachel looked down to the floor, blinking away the tears in her eyes. Blaine ignored Santana and patted Rachel on her shoulder.

"We should probably go." Rachel nodded and followed him out. Glancing back at Santana one last time, before she closed the door behind herself. Santana was still refusing to look back at her.

When the door closed behind Rachel, Santana finally turned around and looked at the empty hallway. She knew she had to do something. Not because she wanted to keep Rachel alive. No, it was only because it would be so fucking boring to be the only one still alive. At least it was better to hear Rachel's constant whining, instead of the heavy silence that she was surrounded by right now.

So she quickly got up and sprinted after them and panted out "I'm coming with you." when she caught up with Blaine and Rachel in the backyard. Santana wouldn't admit it to anyone, but the smile Rachel gave her was almost worth risking her life for. Still she wasn't going to think about what that meant right now. Instead she took charge and demanded that Rachel should only be the look out for Blaine and her and signal if she saw any zombies. Rachel started to object, but Blaine agreed with Santana. Rachel didn't seem pleased, but she caved eventually.

They quickly found a place in a garden, that was nearer the hardware store, where Rachel could stay safe from any zombies roaming around, but still be able to signal them if she saw any of them approaching the shop. Before they left, Santana glared at Rachel.

"You will not go outside this fence! Regardless of what ever happens, you will not go outside this fence! Am I making myself clear?" Rachel looked down and nodded.

"Rachel!"

"Yes it's crystal clear."

"Good! Come on Anderson, I want this over as fast as possible." Santana didn't look back at Rachel when they left her standing there alone.

The "rescue" mission went better than Santana had hoped. They knew that there wouldn't be any zombies in the back of the shop, since they had closed the back door before they left. So they were at least safe there. The scariest part was opening the door to the front of the store. It didn't help that when they carefully opened it, they could see several claw marks from the zombies on the other side where they had tried to get in. Santana really hoped that they were all gone by now.

So when they turned the corner, it was a little bit of a relief to see only one of them still there. Luckily the zombie didn't see them coming, because it was hunched over Kurt's dead body. Santana wasn't sure if it was still feasting on Kurt, but she really didn't want to know the answer either way. Blaine reacted immediate and lifted his ax and attacked the zombie and quickly managed to killed it.

The sight that greeted them almost made Santana throw up her breakfast. The zombies had taken huge chunks of Kurt flesh and Santana almost didn't recognize him anymore She bit back the queasy feeling in her gut and helped Blaine wrap Kurt up in some bed sheets, that they had brought with them to make it easier for them to carry him back to the house. They quickly took him to the back of the store, where they would be safer.

Before they decided to leave the safety of the store, Santana used the opportunity to go and throw up in the staff's bathroom. When she came back again she saw a devastated Blaine sitting on the floor, caressing Kurt's fabric covered body. He quickly got up when he noticed her presence.

"Let's get him back. I want to bury him as quickly as possible." Santana nodded and grabbed Kurt's legs.

Blaine opened the back door and Santana peeked out. Everything seemed clear and Rachel was giving her two thumbs up. They moved as quickly as they could with the extra weight between them. Rachel tried to help when she joined the two of them again. As they entered the back gate and Rachel closed it behind them, Santana felt the relief wash over her. They were finally safe again and they were all still alive, well everyone except Kurt.

Rachel was the one that helped Blaine bury his husband. Santana didn't feel like Blaine wanted her there and she didn't blame him for that. So she went inside and watched from the living room window, as Blaine and Rachel held a memorial service for Kurt in the backyard. She was probably crying as much as the other two were.

When Rachel and Blaine came back inside, Blaine moved his stuff out of the study and took it to the storage room in the basement, where he had decided to sleep instead. Santana tried not to feel hurt by it, but she still did. That night Santana couldn't stop the tears from falling and she didn't even push Rachel away, when she tried to comfort her. So she ended up crying herself to sleep in Rachel's arms once again.