Rachel sighed as she walked into her mother's apartment. It had been three months since she had broken up with Quinn and the pain was still unbearable. Not a day went by where she wouldn't cry over the loss of her love. She didn't know what to do with herself. The singer had no motivation and even her dream of becoming a star seemed to pale in comparison to her dreams of returning to Quinn.
There would be nights when she would just sit and cry on Shelby's lap as the older woman tried to comfort her, but there really wasn't anything that could ease the pain. She was feeling both her pain, and Quinn's through their imprint and no matter how hard she tried, she could not shut the other girl's emotions out.
She had torn a connection that was never meant to be torn. She had left her lover, the person that she as a vampire, had connected with. It may have just been an accident to begin with, but their relationship and friendship was certainly meant to be. Rachel felt hungry all the time and no matter how much human blood she drank, she was never fulfilled. She needed Quinn in more ways than she ever thought that she would.
The imprint that came from Quinn being a werewolf was much deeper emotionally. It felt like a thousand pins were stabbing her in the heart all at once. Her skin crawled as if tiny insects were dancing there.
"Rachel?" Shelby knocked on the singers bedroom door, even though it was open. Rachel was sat at her desk, doing homework and researching things on her computer. The brunette lowered her pen and looked around to the woman. "Your school just rang. You're failing dance?"
"I don't feel like dancing," she replied, tears welling up in her eyes.
"We've been through this honey." Shelby moved into the room and sat on her daughters bed. Since Rachel moved in, the two had become closer. Although the Broadway star still didn't regret her decision to give up her child, she was glad that she had been given a chance to get to know the girl.
"I know, but at the same time I don't. It's so confusing.I think I may go back to Lima over Christmas and see my fathers. I miss them."
"Do you really think that would be a good idea though? Quinn is in Lima. She will know you're there." Shelby's eyebrows knotted out of concern, knowing that it would probably be good for the girl to see her dads.
"If she tries to come near me, I will know and just tell her to leave me alone," the young brunette rubbed her forehead, not really knowing what she would do if she were to see the blonde.
"Do you think that you would be able to tell her to go away, Rae?"
"I hope so," was all that the starlet said before returning to her work.
Quinn stood on the decking at the back of her house, looking out into the forest. As usual, her heart was heavy and she didn't want to face the day. She didn't want to face the mocking eyes of her pack or the spiteful words from her mother. Quinn just wanted to break down and what she hated most, was that she felt like she wasn't in control.
Her relationship with Rachel was fine before the battle. The bloody battle where so many lives were lost. Rachel didn't even give her a chance to explain that it would be alright. She just left Quinn there to pick up the pieces of her now shattered life.
"Hey, Q," Santana greeted her friend with a small smile and a warm embrace. Quinn melted into the contact, taking as much comfort as she could from it. "How are you doing today?"
The blonde shrugged, reluctant to answer, yet again, with the same answer of, 'terribly'.
"I might not understand any of what you're going through, Q, but I do know that this is more than just a break up. I'm here if you ever need to talk," the Latina told her best friend, making sure the HBIC knew she was being genuine.
"Thanks, San. Where's B today?" The couple had made sure to visit Quinn every couple of days, just to make sure that she wasn't hanging from the rafters in the garage or something equally as tragic.
"She isn't very well. The flu or something. I'm going to see her when I leave here." Santana said, shuffling a little. Quinn knew that she would rather be with Brittany right now than with her.
"Its okay San, you can go and see her now if you want. I'm okay, really," the blonde tried to reassure her reluctant friend, forcing her lips to smile.
"Yeah, but you really aren't, Q," Santana stated, sitting on the bench just in front of her best friend. "You haven't been okay ever since she left you, and you and I both know that you wont be okay for a long time."
"I don't need you to babysit me, Santana. I appreciate it and all, but it isn't necessary," Quinn spat before she realised that her anger had gotten the better of her for a moment. "I'm sorry, S," the girl sighed and sat beside the Latina.
"Whatever. I'm just trying to help you."
"The only way you can help is if you bring Rachel back to me." Quinn leaned her head onto Santana's shoulder. The two sat in silence for a while until the blonde really did kick her out to be with Brittany.
That night, Quinn was out on patrol. She had taken a walk around the town each night since the war. She found that it helped to clear her mind, and although it never eased her pain, it made her feel more at peace with everything that had happened. There was nothing that she could have done to stop Rachel from making her decision and she just tried to accept that. She had thought about going to see Rachel many times, but she knew that the beautiful brunette might not be too happy to see her, even though she could feel how Rachel's heart ached for her.
"Quinn?" A soft, familiar voice interrupted her thoughts and Quinn's heart stopped for a moment before she realized that although the voice was familiar, it wasn't who she thought it was.
The wolf turned to look at the older version of her lost love. The vampire looked tired but she had love and worry in her eyes that made Quinn stop and listen. Maybe Rachel was in trouble?
She didn't turn back into her human form, she just waiting for the older woman to continue.
"I don't come with good news for you, I wish I did," Shelby said solemnly, making the blonde beast worry. "Rachel is coming back to Lima at Christmas to visit her fathers and her fathers only."
Quinn's head fell, a crushing sense of relief, but pain washing over her at once. She just wanted to cower in a corner and not face the world ever again.
"Its not that she doesn't want to see you, I know she does. But we all know that its best that you respect her boundaries and don't try and contact her while she is visiting," the vampire's voice was harsh, but soft at the same time. It was motherly and all that Quinn could do was huff through her nose in response, telling Shelby that she understood.
"I wish that things could have worked for you and Rachel. She isn't herself without you ... she's lost." Shelby sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I'm sorry Quinn." It was the last thing the woman said before she vanished into the night, leaving Quinn feeling more lost than ever before.
Rachel greeted her fathers with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. The men could tell right away. It saddened them that their baby girl was still so upset after so much time, but they had both agreed with each other not to try and pry into her life. They were going with the idea that Rachel would go to them if she wanted to speak about it. The method had worked all through the tiny girl's life, and she usually did go to them about everything.
"Hey Dad, Daddy," the girl greeted, hugging the men tight to her. "Something smells delicious," she commented, taking in the thick aroma of her Daddy's home cooking.
"Its your favorite, vegan spaghetti," the taller man smiled hopefully, knowing that the dish wouldn't be enough to cure his daughter of her misery, but perhaps curb it for a short while.
"Thanks, Daddy. I'm exhausted from the trip so I am going to go and lay down for a while. Call me when its ready?" The men nodded as Rachel made her way up the stairs to her childhood bedroom.
It hadn't been long since she had last been there, but the brunette was still surprised to find that everything was still exactly how she had left it. A thin layer of dust covered her desk and dressing table, but Rachel couldn't bring herself to care. She collapsed into her bed and sighed once more.
Rachel woke up when she was called down to dinner. She didn't even realize that she had fallen asleep, which didn't really bother her.
What did bother her however, was the strange, yet familiar noises coming from the window. She had heard it a few times.
The glare of the full moon was bursting through Rachel's window and the warmth and love she felt in the deep recesses of her consciousness had her gasping for breath. She hadn't felt this feeling in what had felt like an eternity. Rachel wanted nothing more than to open her bedroom window and let her love in, but she couldn't.
The brunette got up and moved cautiously to the window. If she hadn't known that Quinn was there before she looked, Rachel would have screamed and run away in terror.
Standing amongst the bushes at the back of the Berry residence was a tall blond beast, reared up on its hind legs and looking directly at her. The usually silky soft golden fur looked dirty and matted. The previously warm and loving eyes of Rachael consort, seemed almost rabid as Quinn's chest heaved. It looked as if it were causing the poor beast physical pain to not climb over the boundary fence and to Rachel, as she had countless full moons before.
'I know you can't help it tonight, Quinn, but please leave me be.' Rachel told her with all the strength that she could muster, trying to convince the blonde that she was certain what she wanted.
With a grunt, the beast backed away into the shadows, bowing it's head respectfully, but never turning its back until she was out of sight.
Quinn woke in the middle of the night. She felt at peace, which confused her. The blonde hadn't felt content like she was now in at least four months. Quinn rolled over in her bed and was surprised when there was a warm body next to her.
"Go back to sleep, Q," came Rachel's soft sleepy voice. Quinn's heartbeat sped up at the sound of Rachel. She smiled and wrapped her arms around the slumbering angel, her slumbering angel.
Their peacefulness didn't last very long however. Within what felt like only a few minutes, the door to her strange bedroom was being knocked on.
"Mom! Mommy!" it was a cry of a group of young children. The blonde went to call out for the children, who had clearly got the wrong room to come in, but as she opened her mouth thunder rolled overhead and the tiny people would have only just been able to hear her.
At least five children ran in to the room. All of them had Rachel's long brown hair and piercing brown eyes except for the two bigger children. A boy and a girl. They were sleepily rubbing their eyes, pouting as they did so, but as another clap of thunder rolled, they gasped and jumped into bed with Quinn and Rachel.
"We're scared of the storm, Mom!" they muttered as they buried their heads into the blankets, pillows or herself and Rachel. Quinn watched the scene and wondered how she had gotten to this point in her life but she found herself not caring as Rachel rubbed her back. Quinn looked around to see a sleepy, smiling Rachel trying to soothe one of their children.
When Quinn woke up, she was in a cold sweat, breathing hard and trying to catch her breath. She looked around and saw that she was in her own room, reminded of reality by the painful emptiness of her bed. Her head fell to her hands and she cried.
Hey Guys! Youll all be happy to know that chapter 21 is in the works already so hopefully it will be up in a week or two. Im sorry I cant do it before then but this year my school work has got to come first!
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