Chapter 25

She lay motionless. Blocking out the sounds of her bed mate's light breathing as well as the two dogs in the room. Focusing on her hearing to make sure that no one in the house was yet awake, even though she highly doubted it seeing as it was a quarter to five in the morning really the only one she had to worry about was JD but even he has been sleeping in with more people around to help him out.

If anyone caught on to what she was up to she was sure all hell would break loose. But she supposed before worrying about getting around the rest of the house she should figure out how to untangle herself from the death grip Quinn had her in; even if it was super charming that every time she moved the girl would cling tighter. Tho the parts she mumbled about killer marshmallows was odd...ah to be in her head and see that dream hah hah.

Rachel had spent the past year and a half willing to sell her soul for a moment like this with the feisty blonde, but the fact of the matter was shit had to get done. Whoever was up there controlling life must have really liked fucking with her. Still she responsibilities and because she had spent the last hour watching the other girl speak and generally basking in the peace it brought to her, memorizing every little movement. Running her fingers through silken locks of wheat and wishing she could spend every second of every day and night just like this, she was already running really far behind and leaving way later then she had planned.

Carefully she extracted herself from her companions embrace sliding her pillow in as a decoy and trying not to go weak kneed when Quinn clung to it smelling her scent and moaning out a little sigh of contentment. Quickly she gathered her change of clothes and the weapons she always kept in reach at all times and after commanding both dogs to stay put had left the room.

Tiptoeing downstairs and around and past the gaggle of bodies on the living room floor straight thru to the kitchen where she snagged Noah's truck keys 'yeah he was going to flip his shit when he noticed his baby gone she smirked to herself feeling like she was getting just a teeny bit of pay back towards her old friend but eh she was still a kid technically so sue her' and into the mudroom quickly getting changed opting for sneakers this time instead of her usual combat or biker boots. Where she was going she might need to do a lot of running.

*time lapse 3hrs later*

A loud banging on the door woke Quinn "Hey you lazy ass' get up breakfast is ready!" Santana bellowed. Quinn shoved her pillow over her head trying to block out the intrusion but that plan was ruined when two giant hyper dogs started climbing all over her and trying to reach her face for kisses drool going everywhere. "Rachel get your demon dogs off of me!" Quinn tried to dodge the enthusiastic puppy love but to no avail, even tossing the blanket over herself didn't stop them. Shotgun and Mae would not be deterred. "Rachel!" The dogs whining grew more desperate every time she called their owners name until finally Quinn sat up and looked around. The room was empty of any tiny brunettes and since the bathroom door was open and its lights out it ruled out that option.

"Hmm did she leave you guys in here to torture me" The blonde asked the two dogs when she finally gave in and hugged and played with the giant canines a bit. Quickly wiping the sleep from her eyes and heading towards the bathroom to freshen up "I knew that whole speech she gave me about not holding grudges and forgiving me was a load of crap she was just waiting for her moment of payback hah hah. C'mon guys let's go find your momma and show her just why there is the saying paybacks are a bitch"

Both dogs were happy to trail behind the funny human they had to pee and wanted food and this odd woman seemed the only way to get out of the room.

Quinn smiled as she neared the door as the smell of bacon wafted across her senses "Mmm, maybe kill her after we eat.." As usual it was chaos downstairs everyone was grabbing food and drinks dodging out of each others way. After letting the mutts outside she got in line receiving a kiss on the head from her mother and a plate piled with bacon sausage and scrambled eggs before sitting in a free chair between Santana and Tina at the huge dinning room table. The former grunting a hello while she sipped her OJ the later looking grateful for the new barrier between herself and the Latina. Everyone knew Santana was grumpy for at least two hours after waking.

"Sup Q-Bert sleep well?" Puck asked while she noticed Santana's smirk and the wicked gleam in her eye that usually meant trouble for Quinn add that to Brittany clapping to herself and looking like she won the lottery and Quinn's I'm being messed with meter sky rocketed. Choosing to ignore the two for the time being she simply pop'd a piece of bacon in her mouth taking a moment to grin and savor the the taste in all its baconie glory before she replied.

"Actually yeah. It was one of the best night's of sleep I have had in awhile" Um.. did Brits just squeak?

"Oh I bet"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing I just mean who doesn't sleep well with their own personal ewoke to cuddle up to all night"

"Huh? We shared a bed its huge there was plenty of room there was no snuggling involved"

Before Santana could tease her further however Kurt asked Quinn why she didn't wake Rachel for breakfast.

"What do you mean. She wasn't in the room when I woke up I just assumed she was down here already"

"Well if she was it must have been pretty early because all of us thought she was still with you asleep. We just figured you'd both be down together since you lot seem joined at the hip lately. Speaking of does anyone else not find that really odd and kinda disturbing?" Mercedes said.

Puck half halfhearted listened in as Quinn defended herself and her friendship with his Jewbro tho he had an idea it was more like a crush then friendship but then again who wouldn't have a crush on Rachel his little star shine was hot as hell and super bad ass yet sweet kind loving and funny at the same time she was like the perfect girl hell if he hadn't known her and shared baths with her from the time of birth till they were like four even he would want to hook up with her. Still he just listened to the convo and teasing at Q's expense because he was starting to get an uneasy feeling and as he glanced in Dave's direction and they locked eyes he could tell he wasn't the only one.

Mike decided to spare Quinn or well really Kurt Mercedes and Santana's lives if her beet red face and pissed off look was anything to go by and changed the subject from the blonde and brunettes questionable friendship~yeah he had his own thoughts on it but like a gentleman they would be kept to himself~ and onto the whereabouts of the actually tiny girl.

"She's probably out doing drills or whatever it is she does when she takes off for those woods all damn day"

"Do any of you even know what she is doing out there? I mean I can't be the only one intrigued?" Kurt said while Tina and Mike nodded in agreement.

"Rachel's practicing her super secret superhero ninja moves. She's like dark-wing Duck"

Santana kissed her girlfriends cheek while the others smiled fondly at the girl. While Blaine for his part wondered if maybe he wasn't the only one to notice the brunette's abilities after all. But if Brittany wasn't worried about what Rachel could do then neither would he. And he may have been new to the group and others might find him foolish for that opinion but Blaine was good at reading people and one of his favorite things to do was to just sit back and observe. And that Brittany girl was a lot more clever and way more astute then she let on. I mean how was he the only one to notice Rachel had basically made the leggy blonde second in command. He didn't think the brunette would do that if Brittany were not fully capable. But he had to admit he did love the girls silly side it was a much needed breath of fresh air at times. So yes if Brittany was fine with it so he would be too. Besides he never once felt any ill intent coming from the tiny girl but rather a fierce loyalty and protectiveness.

As Sue listened to the kids discuss their fearless leader she thought it best to with hold the info that this time Rachel had not left them all a note of her whereabouts for emergencies and that only meant one thing. The girl was out doing something that was probably reckless and suicidal but equally just as important.

*Same time elsewhere*

Grabbing tightly to the steering wheel, Rachel took a moment to gather her nerves as she gazed upon the massive structure in front of her. Finding it a bit funny that once upon a time in her life she avoided places like this at all cost. Seriously even on her death bed she would refuse to enter one. And now her she was of her own accord willingly about to enter into the proverbial lions den, and after a fucking zombie outbreak no less. But she had overheard Rita saying the supplies that were needed to the other adults late last night and she knew she had to come and get them so that her friends could be comfortable and safe.

So here she was sitting in the parking lot while the truck idled and her spidey senses where going berserk before she even got close to the damn entrance. And yeah okay now she was basically just stalling but she really really really loathed and despised this place or any other like it. They just really fucking creeped her out okay! Even more now. Part of her was regretting not bringing at least one other person along to watch her back while the other part of her was glad no one else would have to deal with shit so soon after loosing Sam.

"Ah fuck it just delaying the inevitable now"

Rachel double checked to make sure all her weapons were ready and secure on her person in easy reach and loaded then got out of the large truck cab quickly scanning her surroundings while cocking her double barreled sawed off shotgun. Wondering if she didn't make it back who would be the first to find the note she stashed and betting it was Becky Kelly or Sarah. Those three were like squirrels routing through and stashing all sorts of crap around the house.

She took one last deep breath before stepping through the glass shattered front sliding doors her last thought as she did.

'...Fuck I Fucking hate Fucking Hospitals...'