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Holy shit balls. My eyes look up at a tall, familiar, black figure that looked like he had just come out of a fuckin' circus. His eyes were googly, his face was fucked up and he looked about twenty times stronger then he did before. Holy crap.

"Well hello Dick, you've certainly been taking your vitamins." I mumble, watching as the now-zombie version of him...growls. No he did not moan. He growled at me. Hmm. That can't be good.

Before I really have time to contemplate about my next course of action, I feel myself being lifted off the ground by my damn throat causing me to drop my shotgun on the ground. Yep, definitly something else going on with this guy, though his hate for me seems to have stayed. I struggle wildly in his grip, kicking where I can and making sure to try and get him to loosen the hold he has on my throat but it's no use. This guy was fuckin' like Arnold Schwarzenegger when he was in Terminator. He was damn relentless! He just kept squeezing, and in all honesty i'm starting to lose this battle.

Fuck sakes. Suddenly my eyes light up. My bat! If I can just grab it off my back I might have a chance. I don't really have anything to lose, so I blindly grab behind me and it is at this point that my vision starts to blur with the lack of oxygen. Oh shit. My grabs become more frantic and...thank the heavens! Got it. I then bring my bat around and swing it as hard as I can against the guy's skull and-

CRACK

His instantly lets go, causing me to fall to the ground, trying to greedily suck in some much needed air. Dick falls to the ground and lays there. I let out a sigh and rub my now tender throat. Fuckin' stupid bastard! Take that! I just showed you who's boss!

"Nothing personal, " I mumble to the guy, as I begin to stand up, "...you're just not my type." I say and sigh as I watch him continue to lay on the ground, unmoving. I shake my head and turn around, picking up my shotgun, and walking over to my two babies. I pick up both of my Desert Eagles and holster them, sighing in relief when I have them where they are supposed to be. "Well...that was eventful." I say with a small smirk on my features.

GRRRRRR

For fuck sakes! Can't a girl catch a damn breath? I mean, I get that i'm in a zoo but damn! I slowly turn around, my shotgun raised, and my eyes widen. What the hell? No way. It wasn't possible. I mean, I smashed...oh crap balls. There standing in front of me was fuckin' Dick! Alive. Er...well, undead but alive. Half of his skull was gone but he was still kicking. Damn. I glare in his direction, but it's short lived when I see a line of...oh crap. Really? Mice? Zombie...mice? What the hell is this world coming to? Like holy hell!

I shiver, involuntarily. I hate those small, sneaky lil bastards. Ew. I watch as a trail of them are heading my way, flanked by Dick who was beginning to walk towards me. Great. Just great. I look at the stupid man...zombie...thing again and then look behind me.

Hm. I have two options. Stay and fight this creep and kill the mice or run away like a little girl. Unfortunately for my reputation, I took the latter option. I can't handle zombified mice. I just can't.

I quickly swung the shotgun around on my back and hightailed my ass out of there. Although he wasn't my favorite person, it kind of sucked that he was a zombie. I mean, sure he was an ass. A gigantic one. But he was also a highly trained...whatever Quinn had said. It was a big loss, considering.

My legs carried me all the way to the back of the park and by now i'm sure that I lost him. However, i'm now at the back of the park, with no way out, with a bunch of animals. Zombie animals. God only knows what else i'm going to find. I mean, mice? Really? That is just freakin' crazy! I sigh and lean back against the wall and try to catch my breath. It probably wasn't the best idea to split up, but at least Noah and Ryder had found some people.

"Help!" I hear a voice very close to me and I instantly stand. I know that voice. I look around, trying to locate where exactly it came from when I hear it again. I look inside a...oh great. Above the large door I need to enter, it reads 'Reptiles". Fuck me behind a barn. Ok that's a new saying. Sounded better in my head. Anyways, I really don't want to go in there. There's gonna be some nasty zombified snake or something and...oh god. Without thinking much more about it, I enter the large doorway. Here goes nothing.

REPTILE HOUSE

I enter the reptile place and pull out one of my Desert Eagles and a flashlight. Great, it was really dark in here too. I sigh and start to walk ahead. Slowly. Usually i'm ok with going through dark places. I don't like walking through them but it never really bothered me much until about right now. I really don't like anything creepy crawly and I know that there are like...salamanders and crap in here. It makes my nerves go haywire, although there was no way that I was going leave her in her. No. Fucking. Way.

"Stay away from me!" I hear further down the tunnel. Yep, that's what i'm going to call it. I mean, you know those caves that you see at some amusement parks or at haunted houses? Ya, that's what this place reminds me of. It's gots rock like walls, with a tanks on either side. Most are smashed open though, meaning the things inside of the tanks are free.

I quicken my footsteps, hoping to find her before anything serious happens. I quickly round a corner into a large room and freeze. What the flying hell? Sure enough, there's Brittany curled up on a rock about two feet off the ground, trying to get away from a...umm...actually i'm not sure what that is.

"Britt!" I say, gaining the tall blonde's attention. She quickly looks to me and her features show relief. I raise my Desert Eagle at the thing but Brittany shakes her head frantically.

"No Rachel! Don't shoot it! It won't die!" She says, eyeing the creature as it snarls. Yep. What the hell is with these animals and all of their snarling? Geez. I roll my eyes and holster my gun, pulling my bat from around my back. I take it and sneak towards the creature which I believe is some sort of a lizard? Maybe? I mean, it's only about the size of a shoe so I don't really see...oh. Ok. Now I see why it's frightening.

By the end of my internal monologue, the creature is now facing me and I swear it has fangs that are about as long as its' whole body. The eyes are glowing yellow and are freakin' HUGE. Like the size of golf balls. Very disproportionate. I roll my eyes and am about to swing when it suddenly morphs itself. Yep. It fucking morphs itself. Suddenly the damn thing is the size of a bulldog with long fangs and a serial killer look. It growls at me and spits at me. Damn thing. I look at where the spits lands and I see...smoke? Oh shit. Actually it isn't just smoke, the ground actually disappears under the spit. Ok, so that means like acid spit. Great. These things just get better and better. What the hell is in their food?

"Britt, you need to distract it so I can get it out of the way." I say to her, not taking my eyes off the demon lizard. It takes a step towards me, and I take a step back. Oh no fuckin' way are you spilling some acid on me buddy! I like my boots!

"What do I do?" She asks, and I can tell by her voice that she's really scared. My heart breaks. As much as I hate the thought of her thinking that I injured her when I last saw her, I couldn't stop caring for Brittany. She was so innocent. She would believe anything.

"Stomp your foot or something. I just need it to turn around for a second." I say, lifting my eyes for a second to meet hers. They shift back to the creature as it opens its mouth and...I suddenly drop to the ground as a wave of spit comes flying my way. That was fuckin' close. I look behind me and my eyes widen. Half of the wall was gone. Oh hell. "Quick Brittany! I would like to keep part of my skin." I say, making sure that I kept as much annoyance out of my voice as possible.

Suddenly Brittany lifts her feet and hops up and down a couple of times. I watch as the creature seems to flinch but it doesn't turn around. I nod at her to do it again and she does. A couple of rocks break off and that's when the thing turns around and opens its mouth but before anything happens, I quickly step up behind it and batters up bitch.

"FOUR!" I yell and swing my bat as hard as I can. It connects with the creature and it goes sailing into the wall on my right. It connects pretty hard and before I can give it time to react, I grab Brittany's hand and pull her with me down the path, not bothering with a flashlight.

OUTSIDE

Once we reach outside, I let out a small sound of relief. I reach into my pocket and pull out the whistle, blowing on it once. I put it back in and am about to turn to Brittany when I feel myself being pulled into the tall blonde's arms. It takes me a moment before I respond. I hug her back, as best as I can with my bat still in my hand.

She lets go and looks at me with tears in her eyes and I soften immediately. I put the bat back on my strap and slide it around my back again. She looks so sad and the look pulls at my heart strings.

"I'm sorry Rachy." She says, her voice full of emotion. Now, i've seen Brittany upset, but what i'm seeing now is more then i've ever experienced with the girl. She looked like she had just killed a puppy. I put a hand on her shoulder and give it a squeeze.

"We'll talk later, B." I say and give her a small smile. She nods. "Have you seen Santana and Quinn?" I ask, hoping that her answer was good. She shakes her head and a couple more tears fall. My heart falls as well.

"We were looking for the medicine together and they just attacked us. We got separated." She says sadly. I nod and take a look at our surroundings. I turn back to look at Brittany.

"Can you show me where you were?" I ask and she brightens up a little bit and nods, starting to walk. I follow her, pulling out my Desert Eagle as a precaution. As we walk, I keep my guard up, praying that nothing hops, runs, or waddles towards us. I've had enough of animal day. I don't want to see anymore.

After walking for about ten minutes, only spotting one zombie which I took care of, we finally reach a rather large looking house. I look up at it and sigh. Being in enclosed spaces was never good in the zombie world.

RULE NUMBER 2: ENCLOSED SPACES ARE DEAD ZONES

I really don't know about my list of rules anymore. They're all messed up, but I know for sure that that particular rule was definitly there. I mean, look what happened in the reptile cave. I nearly became a food in stomach acid. Gross. I shake my head. I think dealing with this shit was turning me crazy.

I look to Brittany who was looking around the place. I mean, it wasn't a huge place. It was probably only one floor but still. God knows what is in there. We're at a zoo, remember? I sigh. I turn to Brittany.

"Ok, let's go take a quick look inside, and if we can't find them, we'll regroup and take another look around the park, ok?" I ask and she looks at me a moment.

"Do you think S and Q are ok?" She asks and for a second, I don't know what to say to her. I'm not sure. I know that Santana and Quinn are fully capable of taking care of themselves, but things happen. Mistakes happen. You just never know. Plus, we're in a park of animals. Need I say more?

"I think they are, B." I say, hoping to squash the girl's fears. She gives me a small smile as we open the door to the place. Once again, here we go.

HOUSE

When we walk inside, i'm actually surprised at the look of the place. It looks almost untouched. Like zombies haven't taken over the place. I hold my Desert Eagle out in front of me, prepared to shoot any thing that decides to walk or crawl into my way. I wasn't fucking around anymore. I am sick of this shit. My eyes scan all open areas before walking by them. I want to make sure they are all safe before I let Brittany pass them. Santana would kill me if I let anything happen to her, and I would rather die then let it happen either. Brittany was too innocent.

I'm about to walk into the kitchen when I hear a crash. I stop immediately. That sound came from just ahead and I am sure that it wasn't something I was looking forward to see. I grit my teeth and take a hesitant step into the kitchen, my gun still raised. At first I can't see anything, so I take another step and I easily spot the zombie as it pops out in front of me standing a mere foot away. I shoot it before it grabs me and it falls back, hitting the tile floor with a thud. Too close. Brittany grabs onto the back of my shirt and looks over me.

We step into the kitchen and my eyes open wide. Holy. Shit. This is so not what I was expecting to see when I walked in here. I quickly take another look around the kitchen before lowering my Desert Eagle back into my holster. Brittany gasps when she sees what i'm looking at.

"Carly!"

Brittany runs over to Bitchface's side and takes a look at her, all the while checking her over. She's slumped against the counter, sitting on the floor with blood dripping down her face and from her leg. She looks like somebody bet the crap out of her, however, my eyes linger on her leg at the wound that was there. It looks bad. Really bad. Bad enough to be a...zombie wound. I watch as Brittany gives her a little slap, instantly waking the red head up. Carly...I mean, bitchface opens her eyes and smiles a little when they focus on Brittany's face.

"Hey B. You found me." She says, her voice very hoarse and by the way it cracks a little, I can tell she's in a lot of pain. I may hate the woman, but I know what it's like to be in pain, and it sucks.

"Actually, Rachel found you. A zombie tried to eat you, but Ray saved you." Brittany says, smiling brightly. I want to face palm. Couldn't she of just said something else. I feel the glare before I see it. As my eyes land on the red head again, I see her glare turn into a grimace. Yep, definitly in pain.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She growls, although it lacks bite. It makes me think that she's actually trying to be nice to me or something. I let out a scoff.

"Saving your ass, carrot top." I say, a smirk on my face as she scowls in my direction. "Your welcome." My smugness is endless. Ha. This is so priceless. I shake my head when she lets out a grunt and I look at Brittany. "Let's get her up and out of here."

"Take the bag on the table. I got the medicine we need." Bitchface says, her voice even lower in volume.

"Britt, grab that bag and take it outside while I help her up. Here, "I say, pulling my shotgun from my back and handing it to her. "...you know how to handle one of these, B?" I ask and she nods, smiling brightly. "Ok let's go."

Brittany grabs the bag and walks out into the hallway, leaving me and Bitchface. I turn to look at the girl and sigh. I kneel down beside her so that she is the only one that can hear me.

"Have you seen...have you?" I'm unable to finish my sentence, praying to got that she knows who i'm talking about. Bitchface looks up at me with a look that makes me want to cry. She looks heartbroken and shakes her head. It's at this moment that I realize that she wasn't just trying to screw with me when it came to Quinn. She was actually in love with her like I was. It made me hurt and feel for her at the same time.

"I haven't seen her." She whispers, "Or Santana." She adds and I nod.

"That wound on your leg looks pretty nasty." I say and give her a pointed look. She scowls. "Look, I didn't want to ask cause Britt was here, but did you..." I pause, hoping that she gets my meaning. She does.

"No. I wasn't bitten. They have bear traps around here and I stepped in one." She admits, looking down, embarrassed. I nod and give a little sigh. "I was looking for Dick..."

"I actually found him." I say, wincing slightly. She looks up at me, confused. "He tried to eat me.." I say, "...and not in a good way." I finish and she looks down into her lap. I can tell she's upset and although I hate this woman with a passion, I feel sorry for her. He was a good friend of hers. Damn my compassion. Damn it to hell!

"I knew he should have stayed with me." She whispers and I sigh. "Make yourself useful and get me out of here." She orders and I glare at her. I really don't like being told what to do. I'm about to tell her as much when she speaks again. "Please." Without another word I put an arm around her shoulders and help her up, almost wanting to smile when she grunts in pain. We may have called a silent truce, for now, but that didn't mean I couldn't still make fun of her. Ha.

Once we're standing, we slowly make our way towards the front door. My eyes are still roaming around us, making sure there isn't any danger. We finally make it outside, and I can see Brittany scoping the area, a backpack on her back and the shotgun in her arms. I smile. She looks innocent and badass all at once.

When she sees us step out, she smiles and walks over to us. She puts an arm around Bitchface's waist and we both walk with her, keeping her upright. We continue to walk, slower then usualy because of the red head's leg but we're moving. I pull out the whistle in my pocket and blow on it once before putting it back in my pocket. I turn to see Bitchface glaring at me in annoyance.

"Don't even, i'm in no mood for your shit. I'm letting the others know that we've found you." I hiss, sending a glare right back at the red head. She rolls her eyes but says nothing. Good.

"There's Puck!" Brittany says excitedly, and both Bitchface and I raise our heads and sure enough, there is Noah with two other people. Ryder must have went back to base. Good. They're fighting some zombies at the moment but my eyes light up when I see that Santana is one of the two people he's with. Well, her and Finn. My heart pounds wildly. Oh thank god Santana is alive! Then my heart sinks at the fact that I can't see Quinn. Where is she? "San!" Brittany shouts, happily and I know instantly that it's the wrong move.

GRRRRRRRR

Really! Fuckin' hell! All three of us stop. I look at Bitchface and she looks at me with scared eyes. I unwrap my arm from around the girl's shoulders and turn around to look at whatever creature was gonna try to eat me now. Uh oh.

"Britt?" I say, my eyes staying on the thing that is looking at me with hungry eyes. Brittany makes some sort of a sound that lets me know that she's listening. "When I say so, I want you to take Carly and get to the others as fast as possible. Don't stop. Don't turn around. Just go when I say. Understood?" I question, continuing to watch the creature. I hear her mutter an approval.

"I don't want to just leave you, though Rach." She whispers out and it breaks my heart a little more. I sigh.

"She needs medical attention. I can't give her that." I state, hoping that she will just drop it and go. "Besides B, I got this. Nobody's gonna take me down, princess." I say, a brief smirk on my face.

"Be careful, Ray." She whispers and I nod, eventhough she can't see me. I wait a moment and watch as the creature seems to be...bored? Of course. I pull out my two Desert Eagles and pray to god that I can hold this thing off without getting myself killed in the process.

"Go Britt!" I shout, watching as the creature instantly comes to attention. I hear the two behind me make a run for it, as best as they can with Bitchface's leg.

Now, I know that i've explained the creatures i've come across and what they look like. This thing before me though. It looks normal. A little...darker, but otherwise normal. However, I had seen what that lizard could do. It morphed and grew. I am honestly hoping that with this thing, it isn't the case. For what I was currently looking at was rhino. A large, fat, rhinocerous. They were dangerous without being a zombie.

I was a little confused though. For some reason, anytime I crossed a zombie animal, they always seem to pause and look at me. They never just attack. Oh no. They stop, they stare and then they go after me. Am I like, hideous to look at or something? Or am I like, scary looking? I don't get it. I mean, it's not a bad thing. It gives me a moment to think. However, in this case, I don't know what to think. I'm sure that my guns aren't going to do much damage to it, and neither would my bat. Hmm. Before I can process anything more, it starts to move towards me. Oh shit. It's gaining speed to. I can just dodge it. Dodge it and shoot.

It comes towards me faster now, and I cringe when I feel the ground start to shake a bit. Oh shit. Not my best idea. It comes towards me at an alarming pace and i'm about to move out of its way when another body flies towards it, taking it down to the ground. Well this just got more interesting.

I dive to the ground, when the two animals crash together, nearly hitting me. I try desperately to get away from them, but it seems like everytime I move, they block my way. The gray and white fur of the large cat i'm looking at is scary. I know that it is zombified. Tigers are usually orange and black. My eyes widen when I see a large grey body heading towards me, and I manage to roll out of the way in time. I need to get out of here.

I look over to where Brittany and Bitchface headed off too and can see that they made it over to Noah, causing me to sigh in relief. Thank god. My praise is cut short when I feel myself being plowed over, a heavy and furry body over me. I look up in time to see sharp teeth being aimed at me throat and as quick as I can, I grab my bat and stick it in between its' teeth, stopping the animal from coming towards my face. However, where as a zog wasn't as strong, this thing was about twenty of them put together and my arms were failing me. Shit. I pushed as hard as I can, put the animal was easily over powering me.

I kick my feet upwards, trying to push it back but it was no use. It was too damn heavy. Too strong. I feel the urge to cry in frustration as my arms start to give way. It's teeth were getting closer and closer and my head was becoming painful as I realize that this is where i'm going to die. Without telling Quinn how I really feel. Without holding her again.

Just as i'm about to give up entirely, I hear a gunshot and I feel blood splatter along my face and then I feel the large body above me, sag. It falls on me like dead weight. I sigh and push as hard as I can, sending it rolling to the side. Holy balls that was close. I wipe the blood that adorned my face and continue to lay on the ground, completely exhausted.

I see a hand come into view and I grab it, being pulled up instantly. Once i'm standing, I look at my saviour and my face relaxes into a smile. I'm being pulled into a hug before I know what's happening.

"You gots to stop associating with things that try to eat you, mija." She says and I chuckle, squeezing her a little tighter before pulling away. I look at her face and heave out a sigh.

"I'm glad to see you." I say, resting hand on her shoulder. I grab my bat and my guns off the ground quickly and stand in front of her again. She looks at me and I know, without her saying a word that she misses me as much as I miss her. I pull her into another hug, a tight one, before pulling back and looking towards the others. "Quinn?" I question, my eyes meeting hers. Santana gives me a soft smile.

"She's safe. A little bit banged up, but safe." She says and I let out a large breath of relief. I close my eyes, willing the sudden onslaught of tears that were trying to fight there way to the surface. Quinn is safe. She is still alive. I open my eyes to look at my best friend and she gives me a smirk. "Just make sure that when you two bang your berries around that it ain't too loud, cause we may be friends.." She states, grimacing, "..but I don't wanna hears you." She finishes and I stare at her a minute before laughing. I throw an arm around her.

"No worries about that, my friend. I'm just glad you're both alright." I say sincerely, "Now hug me again, so I can get the awful feeling of helping Bitchface out of my system before I throw up." I mutter and Santana laughs, putting her arm around my waist as we start to walk towards the others. God I missed this.

HOME BASE

When we all arrived back at home base, it was semi joyous. I was pissed because I didn't get to see Quinn at first. That's all I care about. I need to see her. However, Kurt is quick to step in my way, giving me a hug and handing over my little...and I quote, 'evil puffball from hell'. He said that about my baby. Apparently Pez wasn't the best little kitten for him. She had scratched him multiple times and had tried to eat his hair. I roll my eyes. It's actually hilarious, when you think about it. However, I still believe that she was just doing it because he probably annoyed her more. Kittens are smart.

Also when we get back to the base, Finn has yet to speak to me. Honestly I could care less, I hate his pastry nipply ass anyways, but it was like he was sulking. He was sulking because he couldn't protect his team. That a girl had to do it for him. Oh and I know you're thinking that I mean me, but nope! I actually mean that Quinn had to save their team, or what was left. Quinn and Santana did that. Quinn saved his ass from being eaten by a damn Lemur. Ha. My girl knows how to kill some shit! I mean...you know, Quinn isn't my girl. Yet. Anyway, how sick is that? Noah just came up to me afterwards, fist bumped me, called me the biggest badass ever, and told me that I was having a drink with him later. Finn could have been a little more grateful. Oh well.

Santana and I had also been glued to eachother's sides since we got in the car to get away from the park from hell. She just ended up muttering about how much she now hated monkeys. I will definitely be finding out about that story later. Ha. We, unfortunately, had little time to discuss about why it took so long for her to contact me. But we will get the chance. After I see Quinn. Which is what I am currently doing right now.

QUINN'S ROOM

I am vaguely aware that this situation seems familiar. The nurse had said that she was awake and alert so I would finally be able to see her. To talk to her. To tell her everything that I am feeling. Although I was pissed at her for doing that crap with Bitchface, I realize that it doesn't matter anymore. I love her. I want her. Why can't I have a happy ending too? This thought is exactly what is running through my mind when I open the door to her room.

When I step in, I look at the bed and notice that her eyes drift to mine, looking almost annoyed. However, as soon as she sees that it is me that is in her room, her eyes light up and glass over slightly. She smiles at me and I return it. I take off my bat and my holsters and set them on a chair by her door, my shotgun already been deposited in my room. I walk over to the bed.

"Sit." She pleads and I do as told. I'm not even in my own body anymore. I just want to be with her. Consequences be damned. For the first time since the whole zombie apocolypse started, I want her to fix me. I want her to make me whole again.

"Quinn, I..." I start to say, but i'm cut off when I feel a finger on my lips. She sits up and is about a foot away form my face.

"Please don't, Rachel. I...miss you so much. I'm so sorry, " She whispers, reaching down to hold my hand. I know it's only a little moment but it's enough to make me fall in love with her all over again. God. This woman just...I can't not love her. "...I want you to know that I never doubted you and that you are the only thing that has been on my mind since you le-"

I don't give her time to finish her sentence. My lips are on hers immediately and it feels fanstastic. It isn't rushed. It isn't bruising. It's just lips against lips. My hand goes up to ghost down her cheek and the other one goes through her blonde locks. I'm desperate to be close to her because earlier on today, there could have been a moment where I wouldn't get to see her anymore. I can't have that. I won't have that.

Her hands are both on my face, pulling me into her as far as possible. This kiss wasn't meant to be based on anger or any other feeling. Only love and patience. My heart did a flip and it takes me a minute before I realize that she is the only person to make it work. She gives it life. Before, I felt dead inside. I was only a bitter, sarcastic asshole that tried not to care about anyone other then myself. Santana changed that, but Quinn ruined me for anyone else. I will never love anyone, more then I will love this woman in my arms. Never.

When we pull away, we rest our foreheads together and it reminds me of a time when I saw Brittany and Santana do the same thing. I had made fun of her for it at the time, but I would cut anyone that tried to laugh at Quinn and I. It's such an intimate moment that it makes my heart pump dangerously in my chest.

"Can we sleep?" I ask timidly, and it shocks me to hear my voice come out like that. It must shock her too, however, she just smiles and gives me a nod. She lays back and although she expects me to spoon her, I don't. She's even more surprised when I snuggle into her, laying my head on her shoulder as she lay on her back. Her arms circle around my waist.

"Of course we can. Anything." She replies and I nod against her shoulder, trying not to cry. I can't...I just...oh god. It all hurts. Being here with her...almost losing her. I can't. I need her but in order for her to see that I do, I need to let her in. I need to show her the real me. I need to admit. "I will always be here for, Rach."

"You're the only thing that makes my nightmares go away." I whisper brokenly and it's the first time in so long that I actually do cry and just let go. I know I sound like a small child, but she doesn't care. She simply stays quiet, strokes my hair and kisses me on top of my head. It only causes me to cry more silent tears.

I hadn't cried since the day my daddies...since...I just haven't really cried since then. I hate feeling weak, but being here with Quinn made things seem better. It made me hurt less. Maybe, just maybe, I can let her in. Just maybe.

Awwww there's a nice Faberry ending. That's it guys. It's been a fun ride...Oh wait! You guys didn't actually think this was it, did you? Hells no! Haha there is tons of other awesomeness that is coming your way! Tons! So I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter! I have started the next chapter, but I don't know when i'll have it out. I know what I have planned is awesome and I do have in store some badass Quinn on the way. I said she was gonna be kickass and I will deliver. I'm not very good at channeling Quinn though, so I don't know if i'll write it in her POV or not. We will see :) Until next time folks! :P