AN: Thank you for everyone who reviewed, remember don't hate me for this chapter because Faberry is endgame. So yes you're going to see pairings you don't like soon but it's all part of the process. So be patient. Please review.
Watching Rachel Barbra Berry orgasm, was like watching a living piece of art. From the way her body tensed, her muscles contracting while her body quivered. The sheen of light perspiration that one drop of sweat that slowly made its way down her chest and hit her bed caused Quinn to shiver. It wasn't just the sight, it was the moan, it was the whimper, it was the ragged breathing the way her legs wrapped around her waist tighter pulling her in deeper. She was intoxicating, and Quinn ran her tongue along her fangs. The urge to drink from Rachel was always highest during sex. She forced her fangs to retract as she leaned in to press her lips against Rachel's neck kissing it. She felt Rachel's body uncoiling underneath her, growing slack as Rachel gasped for air.
Rachel looked down at Quinn that almost predatory smile was on her face and she knew that Quinn was ready to go again. She was already to go again, it was like having the energizer bunny. Quinn had endless supplies of energy and she looked at the time, three hours. It was a new personal best for her. "Quinn—enough." She could feel the strap on moving inside of her and she was sure if they went again right now she'd die. She was exhausted—keeping up with a vampire was difficult and exhausting but Quinn didn't seem to mind.
Quinn felt Rachel's legs unwrap from around her waist and she frowned slightly before slowly pulling the toy out of her, she could wait. Rachel would take a small nap and she'd get more sex. Her hands moved to her waist and she slowly undid the straps and tossed the toy off the bed. She was definitely going back to that store. She traces her fingers along Rachel's stomach as she moves and settles beside Rachel pressing against her shoulder. "I could do this every day, just forego feeding and do this every single day. You'd be the death of me," she muses mostly to herself.
"Or the death of me," Rachel says shifting so she can look Quinn in the eye, but her legs feel like rubber. She isn't going to get out of this bed and she gives Quinn a small smile pressing a small kiss on Quinn's lips. "Just fifteen minutes?" Quinn nods and Rachel relaxes her eyes fluttering close as she rolls over, letting the exhaustion take her and she feels Quinn's arms around her tightly. She turns letting Quinn have her back and she relaxes. She feels safe, and she's tired and she's just had sex and Quinn is right there in her bed. She doesn't mean to utter it right then and there but the words come tumbling out. "I love you," Rachel breathes and she feels Quinn stiffen against her, as her eyes widen as it dawns on her that she probably just made a huge error. "Quinn I—"
Quinn does the only sensible option in this she flashes out of Rachel's bed and she moves away from the diva. She doesn't say anything as she grabs her jeans—she can't find her underwear and she needs to make a clean getaway. They were supposed to be friends. Rachel wasn't allowed to fall in love with her. She was a fucking vampire, this was a mistake. She doesn't hear Rachel anymore as she flashes out of the room grabbing her shirt before she's downstairs and out the door. She's Quinn Fabray and she doesn't do love, nothing had changed between them. They were supposed to be friends, friends with benefits but they were supposed to be friends. She hadn't signed up for love, what the hell was she supposed to do with that.
Rachel stares at the empty bed, an abundance of warring emotions were rising up quickly. But she felt numb, she supposed it was the shock. Shock that Quinn had actually run out of her house like she was something to be afraid of. She hadn't meant to just blurt it out like that but Quinn had been comfortable and she was tired and these things had a tendency to slip out. But she hadn't meant to scare Quinn away, she liked Quinn and she had thought that maybe Quinn had deeper feelings for her. Someone had needed to say it first, but running was not on Rachel's list of possible Quinn reactions.
The numbness began to wear off, washing off her like a cascade. As the fear that Quinn was now done with her. That this had just been a game to her hit her a way to pass the time. That things between them would be awkward or that she had at the very least lost a very good friend. The panic hit a second time as she waited for Quinn to just come back. She couldn't really have just gone, she had meant something. She swallowed as the seconds turned into minutes. It only took five minutes for Rachel to realize that Quinn wasn't coming back. She wrapped her sheets around her covering herself as the vulnerability hit next, and she reached for her phone—she really didn't want to be alone right now and she dialed Santana's number. Sending out a silent plea hoping that Santana would answer.
Hannah held the paper back from Sam who watched her, "The cost of breaking the curse will require sacrifice and a blood moon." Hannah studied the blonde boy for a moment before handing him the paper. "You swore to protect the members of my coven. I know you're at war with the wolves and you handle your business but it goes without saying that you can't use any member of this coven."
Sam took the paper from Hannah Pierce and slipped it into his coat pocket. "Of course, I assume you figured out what it was for?"
"Brittany gave me the details when she saw me working on it, I found a way to break the curse. That isn't the problem but I needed to create a way to balance both the wolf and the vampire. I doubt they would have exploded like Brittany suggested, but the last thing we need is two insane hybrids running around murdering everyone."
Sam shuddered if that did happen then he wouldn't be able to stop them, no one would. "Thank you—I didn't even think to mention that. Is there anything that I should know?"
Hannah paused, "I don't know what's going to happen, what I do know is that the second part of it is in an integration spell. I don't know how the wolf would integrate with the vampirism, they might gain certain abilities, they might lose others. They will probably be faster and stronger and the hunger might be even greater than it was before. This is the first time, I don't know what all the side effects are going to be."
Sam was quiet for a moment, "Will they be able to create others like them?"
Hannah was quiet for a moment, "I don't know. Hybrids shouldn't exist, the fact that they do—that your sister's are hybrids is a miracle or a disaster waiting to happen. Santana and Puck will need to be there for them to explain things I imagine they don't know how to be werewolves."
"You mean it's not all licking people in the face and rolling around trying to get your belly scratched?" Sam asked and Hannah smiled at this shooting him a curious look. "Puck is a very affectionate wolf, and he really likes getting his belly scratched."
Hannah shrugged and smiled at the image. "I don't think anyone—at least any of the adults that I know have thanked you for taking them in. Especially Santana. Thank you for taking care of them."
Sam was quiet and he shrugged, "They're our friends. When you live as long as I have, even if it hurts it's better than being alone. And quite frankly them being around has reduced the in-fighting between us. I don't think Quinn's had the urge to snap someone's neck in days and more importantly she doesn't miss it. Even if it hurts to get close to them, they will bring my family happiness in the short term and that's all that matters now."
Hannah was quiet for a moment, "If they are hybrids and they can—create other hybrids, if you're going to test the theory don't practice it on those two."
Sam nodded, "Thank you, it was a pleasure doing business with you. If you need anything—anything at all you have my number." Hannah nodded and he left her garden and headed back inside where Puck had been keeping Brittany company. He raised a brow when Puck pulled away from Brittany, "What are you two doing?"
Puck flashed an easy grin as he closed the computer, "We're trying to figure out where the nearest vampire sex club is. We really want to go."
Sam looked at Brittany who nodded, "We totes want to see what the fuss is all about."
Sam looked between Puck and Brittany who were both looking at him hopefully. "The closest club is in Chicago but—"
Puck turned to Brittany, "Road trip?"
"I'm not supervising the two of you. Puck can't go to the vampire club they'll smell he's a wolf and if they don't kill him on the spot they certainly won't let him in." Puck's face fell and Sam turned to Brittany, "Your mother will curse me if I take you to a sex club. It's not like people are aware that we're the first vampires in existence and not all vampires are like us. Which means that some of them are dangerous and I'm not going to stay in the room while to make sure that they won't hurt you."
Puck groaned, "But how are we going to get our kinky vampire sex?" He was quiet for a moment before smirking. "Charlie would totally take us, we'll go ask her. And then we'll ask Quinn, she likes sex she'll totally be in for a road trip."
Quinn was gone, Sam was gone, and some light touching had turned into a full blown make out session on the couch. Santana had quickly won the battle for dominance between the two of them. Controlling the pace of the kiss her hands roaming Charlie's body. She was so going to enjoy this. She'd wanted to simply take the vampire once they entered the store, it was maddening and to make matters worse she was sure that Charlie was teasing her on purpose. Opening their bond to simply show Santana what she was thinking about. Santana wasn't stupid, she wasn't going to defile the youngest Fabray while Sam and Quinn were home. The bond was open fully and she could practically feel the lust and need coming off Charlie hitting her like a wave and Santana leaned in biting Charlie's lip and giving it a tug. "Chuck," her voice was low and it left no room for an argument as Charlie looked at her sharply. "Your bedroom. I want you on that bed naked showing me just how fucking turned on you are and don't you dare touch yourself."
Charlie let out a low groan of need and Santana saw her fangs pop again as the vampire pressed her lips to hers once more giving her a quick kiss before she was off the couch and had flashed to her room. Her clothes were off in a flash neatly folded and placed on her chair, she was horny and in desperate need for a good hard fucking but she wasn't an animal as she got on her bed. It had been a long time since she'd needed someone this bad, it had been ages since she had been told what to do in the bedroom and a part of her wanted to test Santana to see what disobeying would do, she'd never actually been with an alpha wolf before and whatever Santana was doing all that primal magic was coming off her in waves and it seemed to make the need so much stronger. She couldn't even remember the last time she had waited for someone like this, naked on her bed her legs spread slightly. Santana was taking her sweet time even if it had been a few seconds and she was horny and it seemed like Santana was taking forever.
Santana smiled as she finally got off the couch, she had been waiting, letting Charlie stew. She walked upstairs slowly, it would have been so easy to just flash there but she knew Charlotte could hear her taking her sweet time and she knew it would drive the vampire insane. But Chuck was used to getting her own way on everything and that wasn't going to fly anymore, it would be on her time now. She entered Charlie's room closing the door behind her as she looked at Charlie, it was that damn mask again. Charlotte was a genius at masking how she truly felt and Santana didn't want that. She wanted to see what was behind the mask, to strip the vampire of all the emotional walls. She pulled off her shirt slowly watching Charlie for a moment who was watching her back and Santana smiled getting on the edge of the bed and running her hand ever so gently against Charlotte's leg. "Touch yourself for me," her voice was soft and yet it still held the power as she flicked her eyes towards Charlotte who looked surprised.
"Santana the whole point of this—" Charlotte began after a moment that was something intimate and she'd never done that in front of anyone before.
Santana frowned and it was enough to cause Charlie to actually stop speaking. "Touch yourself for me Chuck, I don't like to fucking repeat myself." She watched the mask slowly fade away and she wondered if she had found something that Chuck hadn't done with anyone else before. There was still that hesitation but she could actually see the emotions flickering across her face. It was a step, a step in the direction she wanted and she watched as Charlotte squirmed for a moment and shot her a pleading look. Like that was going to help. Santana merely raised an eyebrow in response.
Charlotte swallowed and slowly traced her hands down the front of her body stopping inches from sliding into her core she glanced at Santana again but it seemed she was getting no reprieve from the wolf today and she slowly ran her finger along her clit teasing it. She let out a sharp gasp before slipping a finger inside, her finger slowly pumping in and out.
Santana shivered slowly and shifted on the bed crawling up to Charlotte and kissing her deeply, pausing only for a moment to smirk at her, "Good," she murmured as she slowly pulled Chuck's hand away. "If you listen you get—" Santana's fingers were inches away from plunging into Charlie when Charlotte's door swung open. Immediately Santana grabbed Chuck's sheets throwing them over Chuck's body as she turned to the intruder to rip into them. "Quinn—what the fuck—do you ever fucking knock?" Santana hissed at Quinn. She hadn't even heard Quinn enter. Quinn Fabray had officially become categorized as her nemesis. She had been so close.
"Get off her—I need to speak with my sister," Quinn demanded looking unperturbed by the fact that she had just walked in on her twin about to have sex, or that the room was thick with the smell of arousal.
Santana snarled but Charlotte rested her hand on her shoulder gently, "She can't just—" Santana began angrily. If there was ever a time where she wanted to wring Quinn's neck. She glared at Quinn who just stood their patiently. The next time she was with Rachel she was going to walk in with a tub of popcorn and park her ass down.
"This is my room, Quinn. We were about to have sex, and I really don't appreciate you invading my privacy because you're in some sort of emotional crisis. If you want Santana to give you tips I'm sure she'll oblige after we're done. Now get out of my room." Charlotte's tone was practically acidic as Santana got off the bed and went to go fetch her some clothes to wear. Quinn doesn't budge and Charlotte's eyes turn black as she snarls at her twin. "Get. Out."
Quinn finally storms out of the room slamming the door shut behind her and Santana hands Charlotte some clothes. "Is this a conspiracy to keep us from having sex?" She had been so close, so very close to having Chuck moan her name, and beg her and all the other things she had planning to do to the vampire. "This doesn't count," Santana grumbles as Charlotte flashes out of bed sliding on some clothes and fixing her hair in the mirror.
Charlotte looks at Santana in the mirror confusion flits across her face for a moment before it dawns on her and she nods. "Of course not," Charlotte says finishing up and moving to the door. "Now let's go see what Quinn has done now, so we can get rid of her and we can pick up right where we were before we were so rudely interrupted."
"Can I at least use the bond to smack her around a bit?" Santana asks as she feels Charlotte shutting the bond down. She misses it instantly it's the closest she feels to Chuck's wolf.
"Let's see what she's done and then I'll let you smack her if she deserves it," Charlotte said as they found her twin pacing in the living room. "Quinn."
"There better be some fucking crisis that needs our help in fixing," Santana muttered under her breath and Quinn shot Santana dark look. Santana replied by flipping Quinn off.
"This is probably your fault anyway," Quinn hissed at Santana. "Filling Rachel's head with nonsense." Quinn was met with blank stares. "She said she loved me. She thinks she loves me. We're supposed to be friends."
Santana stared at Quinn and then turned to Charlotte, "She interrupted us for this? For this?" Santana turned on Quinn moving towards her and jabbing her in the chest hard, "For some strange reason the hobbit thinks you're a good person."
"Quinn after Rachel said I love you—please tell me that you didn't just run out on her," Charlotte interrupted. She knew her twin well and it was right up her alley. She was met with Quinn averting her gaze.
Santana stared at Quinn and then did the only thing she knew how to do in this situation, she slapped Quinn hard across the face. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Santana demanded grabbing Quinn by the shirt and slamming her into the wall.
The feeling of her back hitting the wall snapped Quinn out of her mood and she shoved Santana off her, "What the hell is wrong with me? I didn't sign up for this. I don't need love, we were supposed to be friends with benefits. I'm not in love with her." Quinn snaps stubbornly. She looks at Charlotte expecting her twin to back her up. "Who the hell convinced her she was in love with me, we had sex. I'm not dating her. You know that, she knows that."
Santana took another swing at Quinn who dodged, "I told you not to hurt her, you fucking asshole. At least Finn wasn't too much of a chicken-shit to admit that he liked her. He was a shitty boyfriend but you—I don't even know what you are. You make Finn fucking Hudson look like a rocket scientist. A fucking rocket scientist. How the fuck could you just leave her there."
Quinn snapped and immediately took a swing at Santana, only for her to flash away and Quinn snarled at her twin taking her eyes off Santana for a moment and she was rewarded with another blow to the face. She grabbed Santana's wrist and flung her across the room. She watched as Santana crashed into a fifty year old lamp breaking it but Santana was up in moments her eyes glowing yellow. Quinn smirked she was going to enjoy this and she flashed tackling Santana to the ground.
Santana responded by reversing the move and struggling for the top position as she moves to smack Quinn again only to have a sharp blow to her face as Quinn's elbow slams into her cheek and she stumbles back a bit stunned it's enough for Quinn to reverse the reversal and she crashes into the ground again. Santana growls and she tries to buck Quinn off her. She doesn't flinch or look away when Quinn brings her hand down hard against her cheek.
Charlotte's eyes darken and her fangs slip out as Quinn's punch opens up a cut on Santana's cheek. "Quinn enough."
Quinn glances at Charlotte studying her for a moment before getting off Santana who makes a face. She probably didn't enjoy being rescued, Quinn studies Charlotte for a moment and then looks back at Santana before speaking again. "We were supposed to be friends. I don't need love Charlotte you know that and I'm not in love with Rachel. What was I supposed to do?"
"Sit down and have a conversation with her?" Santana snips. "You don't just leave her there—shit Chuck I think I should go check on her. Fuck I'm sorry."
Charlotte nods and smiles at Santana, "Of course, go be with Rachel and tell her I apologize for Quinn."
Quinn's eyes narrow because it sound suspiciously like Charlotte isn't going to take her side in this and she watches as Santana grabs her keys and her phone and flips her off again before walking out of the house. She turns back to Charlotte for a moment. "Your girlfriend is gone now you can tell me how you really feel." Quinn is met with a very stiff smack upside the head and she scowls and glares at Charlotte. What was with all this hitting?
"I feel that if Santana had done the exact same thing you did, you would have hunted her down and skinned her."
Quinn frowned and looked at her sister, "Love is a vampire's weakness Charlotte. You know this better than I do. When was the last time you properly fed? Please don't tell me you're being foolish because you think you love Santana."
"This isn't about me, this is about you," Charlotte said immediately and Quinn rolls her eyes.
"I have said this a million times Charlotte and I will say it a million times more, love is a weakness. We are not weak. I am not weak," Quinn approaches her twin slowly. "I'm not in love with Rachel."
"That's fine, you don't need to give me the speech about how you don't need love. I'm simply curious as to why you ran away?" Charlotte asked. "Are you going to start avoiding her to and hope she gets the message that things between you are over."
"I find Rachel's presence in my life to be tolerable in my life, however she ruined that when she decided to develop feelings for me. We were supposed to be friends and there were benefits to this friendship. I'm a vampire I like sex, I never fed from her, I never gave her the idea that we were being anything other than having sex," Quinn explained with a wave of her hand. "I ran because I didn't wish to see her cry so I simply left. I need a drink, where did Sam stash the alcohol. All I need to do need is to simply wait for Rachel to come to her senses and we can resume our relationship as it was." Charlotte snorts and Quinn looks at her. "What?"
Charlotte smiles knowingly and moves grabbing a bottle of scotch and pouring them two glasses and pushes it to Quinn slowly. "If you don't love Rachel then there is nothing wrong with that, but she loves you," Quinn narrows her eyes at her. "Fine Rachel thinks she's in love with you, which means that you can't have sex with her anymore. You can't flirt with her or confuse her any more than she is already."
"How does this even happen, we were friends," Quinn says angrily.
"No Santana and Rachel are friends. Puck and Rachel are friends, I'm friends with Rachel so is Sam. You sleep with her. You aren't simply 'friends'. Quinn, the very first day you met her you defended her against the school bully. You have saved her life countless times, you are kind to her, and you two slept together exclusively. You are many things Quinn, stupid and blind isn't one of them. Surely you had some inkling that this could have happened." Quinn takes a sip of her drink and sits on the couch and Charlotte studies her for a moment. "This is a good thing."
Quinn glares at her twin, "How the hell is this a good thing?"
Charlotte took a seat on the coffee table and sipped her own drink. "Well not for me, if you're done with Rachel that means you're going to be home more. Which means that Santana and I will need to find other places to have sex without you walking in." Quinn shoots Charlotte a dark look and Charlotte shrugs. She would get her twin back later when she was least expecting it. "What I mean to say is that you're her friend, if that's what you really are then be her friend. If she's in love with you and you are incapable of loving her back then she needs to move on instead of hoping that one day you'll fall in love with her. So now she can date and fall in love with someone who will love her back and treat her well. As her friend you should be supportive. I know that's a difficult concept for you but that means you can't kill anyone she decides to see because you don't think they're good enough for her."
Quinn stared at Charlotte wondering if she could get away with snapping her twin's neck. Rachel wasn't going to see other people. "There isn't—"
"Rachel is mortal, you don't get a say in how she finds happiness or who she finds it with. You don't love her remember?"
"I promised her fathers I'd protect her," Quinn snaps in an annoyed tone. "I have every right in determining who is a threat to her safety or not."
"I may have tolerated you killing my lovers in the past but Rachel won't and she shouldn't have to. I'm certainly not tolerating it anymore. You're just going to have to get used to seeing her date other people." The look of annoyance on Quinn's face at the very thought was nearly enough to make Charlotte smile. Hopefully when Quinn realized what she had lost it wouldn't be too late and Rachel actually moved on. If only so Quinn would be out of the house and she could have sex with Santana in peace. Charlotte shivered inwardly, she was going to remain faithful to Santana.
"I didn't even mean for it to slip out, I was just—she just. I didn't mean it and she just ran. Like there was something wrong with me. Is there something wrong with me—I thought a tiny part of me hoped that she would say it back. I mean not now, we spend so much time together. She stays after she always stays and she makes sure that I'm taken care of. Quinn doesn't even meat most of the time when I'm around. Maybe if I just—"
Santana shook her head, "No. You aren't going to apologize for how you feel. That's what you did with Finn and he never really respected what you had to say. You love her Rachel. Even though she's a fucking inconsiderate asshole, and a coward," Santana says angrily. It was so painfully obvious that Quinn had feelings for Rachel.
"She isn't a—" Rachel began about to defend Quinn.
"She is, or she wouldn't have run. Who the fuck does that after having sex with someone and they say that to you. You shouldn't be upset that you made her run away, you should be fucking pissed that she basically left you here vulnerable. Even if she doesn't love you—which is bullshit by the way, she could have stayed and had that fucking conversation with you. You deserved that much. You deserve better from her or anyone you're with," Santana said interrupting. She wasn't going to hear it, or let Rachel start excusing Quinn's shitty behavior. She had already put up with that when Rachel had dated Finn and Rachel hadn't done anything wrong.
"Santana it was meant to be a friend's with benefits relationship and maybe if just explained to her that it was a heat of the moment thing then she'd—"
"Rachel, how the fuck is she supposed to respect you if you don't have any self-worth. You meant what you said. You know it, I know it everyone knows it. So don't take it back."
"It was said in the heat of the moment," Rachel protests immediately.
"But you meant it."
"I know I did," Rachel says glumly. "I just—if being her friend was the only way that I was going to have Quinn I was willing to make that sacrifice. It certainly blurred the lines and I think a small part of me wanted to believe that she loved me. I mean I knew—it's not like Charlotte didn't say that Quinn had no interest in dating—I mean she turned me down if she suspected that I was trying to make it a date. If she noticed anyway."
Santana sighed as she held Rachel in her arms for a bit, she was definitely going to kick Quinn's ass the next time she saw her for breaking Rachel's heart and for being an idiot. "Rachel you can't beat yourself up over this. Either you need to give Quinn time to grow up—"
"She's a thousand year old vampire," Rachel points out immediately.
"Or you need to move on and you need to find someone else that deserves you," Santana finishes ignoring Rachel. Quinn might have been pack but she had been friends with Rachel since she was six nothing was going to change her loyalty. "Look I got you that fake ice-cream that you like, and we can watch the notebook, or we can watch Funny Girl. I'm not going anywhere. I can stay for a few days if you'd like so you don't have to be alone."
"Santana you can't just stay here with me you have a girlfriend of your own and I'm not going to—" Rachel began.
"Rachel, it's just a few days and it'll probably stop me from trying to beat the shit out of Quinn every time I see her," Santana said immediately. "We can call Brittany and it can just be the three of us just like the old days. It will be a vampire free-zone." It had been a while since it had just been the three of them and it did sound nice, and she really didn't want to be alone right now. Rachel nods after a moment and Santana grins.
"I'm standing right here," Quinn snaps at her siblings who shoot her a glance. Hearing Charlotte tell the story and Sam shaking his head, has made her irritable. She's used to her family plotting behind her back not talking about how silly she is in front of her. Even Puck looks irritated with her. "We were friends," she snips at him. "What are you even doing here—go chase a squirrel or something." Quinn snaps angrily gritting her teeth.
Puck scratched his head and looked at Charlotte and Sam, "If she's upset that she hurt Rachel's feelings then why doesn't she just go apologize?"
"That would require her admitting that the relationship was more than just a physical arrangement," Sam answered crossing his arms ignoring the dark look that Quinn shot him.
"Rachel was my friend. I find her presence much more tolerable than all of you combined. She at least doesn't speak about me as if I'm not in the room," Quinn snapped at him, she was met with a roll of Sam's eyes. Quinn took a step towards him. She was going to snap his fucking neck.
Puck sat down on the couch next to Charlotte, "She was nicer when she was still sleeping with Rachel," he muttered.
"She slept with Rachel earlier today. I think she's just upset to realize that she can't continue sleeping with Rachel." Charlotte whispered back.
Quinn turned on her sister and Puck immediately, "I can hear you."
"Are you going to apologize to my Jewish Princess for being an ass? Even I don't just run out on a girl after I just finished having sex with her, or when they say I love you to me," Puck said looking at Quinn. He had certainly been in the position many times he didn't resort to running out of the room like a maniac. He may not be the classiest guy but he still tried.
Quinn exhaled slowly and counted to ten before turning around, "I'm going to go apologize to Rachel."
Sam glanced at Charlotte who shrugged and sighed as he followed her, "You can't just go over there and apologize to Rachel unless you truly mean it. She certainly deserves more than empty promises, and she deserves an explanation for your terrible behavior." Sam said as Quinn grabbed her jacket and opened the door heading outside. Sam sighed and flashed down the front steps and grabbed Quinn by the arm. "This isn't Rachel's fault."
Quinn looked at him and frowned, "She's the one that ruined things. We were supposed to be friends! She's the one that brought emotions into this." She shrugged Sam off her arm and looked up at Charlotte and Puck who were both standing on the front porch.
Charlotte rolled her eyes and flashed off the front porch to separate the two of them before they got into a fight. Puck was right Quinn was more pleasant to be around when Rachel was around. She immediately put herself in between the two of them, if Quinn started breaking people's necks again she was going to find a room which Quinn couldn't get out of and throw Rachel in there with her. So the two of them could work things out and they could finally go back to having peace. "Enough, Quinn we talked about this. Normal people have emotions this was bound to happen. You need to apologize to Rachel but it can wait, you're just apologizing this so you have a place to go. Besides Santana texted me and told me that she's staying a couple of days with Rachel to make sure she's alright and Brittany will be there later. So all you're going to do is ruin their girl's night."
Quinn frowned she wanted to see Rachel right now, she didn't want to wait a few days. That would mean having to be around her family and she found Rachel's company to be more pleasant than Sam's and Charlotte's especially since they were mocking her. "I—just want to see her and make sure she's okay and apologize."
Charlotte studied her twin for a moment, she could feel the bond between them and there was a whole host of emotions that she wasn't going to deal with at this point. Pushing Quinn had never gone well for any one of them, and truthfully she had hoped that Quinn would have figured it out on her own. "Santana's with her and so is Brittany she'll be fine for now. Why don't we—" Charlotte paused as a car pulled up to the curb and all three vampires and Puck turned to the black Benz as the door opened.
Puck moved immediately to go stand by Sam frowning as he saw all three vampires tense as a leggy blonde stepped out of the car and closed the door. She was taller than the twins and she was dressed like she was about to go to a business meeting, but even he could tell that her clothes were expensive. He didn't know what was going on who she was but he saw the flash of recognition on Sam's face and he could feel the annoyance from Quinn through their shared bond.
"Because my day couldn't possibly get any worse. I thought I said I never wanted to see your face again," Quinn hissed her voice acidic as her fangs slid out.
Frannie Fabray studied her sister for a moment a look of contempt flashing across her face. "Quinn, is that anyway to treat your older sister? What would our mother say?"
"Well is this before or after the pink-eye sets in from all the ass kissing you did? You were always the ever-simpering sycophant, I'm glad to see nothing's changed." Quinn responds quickly. Of course Frannie would bring their mother into this.
Frannie studies her three younger siblings and turns her eyes onto Puck watching as Sam angles himself in between them so she wouldn't have a clear shot to snap his neck. "Cavorting with wolves? How this family has fallen. Though it is to be expected under your leadership Samuel, you always did covet the position of being the eldest sibling."
There was never a dull moment with the vampires, he knew they had another sister but she was hot and clearly a bitch and it really looked like a fight was going to break out and he moved closer to Sam. He had his back even if he was probably going to be useless in this fight and he really didn't want to hit a girl.
"Frannie what a terribly unpleasant surprise. Five hundred years free away your tedious self-loathing has gone by so quickly. I apologize. Where are my manners? It's been five hundred years. The years seemed to have been kind to you. As you can see the family is well. Now—get the hell out of our city. Before I throw you out myself."
Frannie studied him, "And where is the wild one—where is Sebastian off murdering and raping? It's been years. Unless you've put him to sleep? Isn't that always the case bullying him when he didn't bow down to your whims Quinn? I'd rather be a simpering sycophant than a vindictive dictator that everyone hates. Of course he did make it easier to find you, all I needed to do was type in massacres and there it was. Two in such a short amount of time. Do trot him out like you normally do while claiming that you love us."
"Sebastian's dead," Quinn replied her voice cool but there was a hint of grief there. "Our brother is dead."
Frannie stared at Quinn before looking at her other siblings. She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly before opening them and looking at Quinn. "It's for the best. For the millennia that Sebastian was alive, he never contributed to society. Medicine, philosophy—art. Instead he chose to carve a path of destruction across the continents, showing people what monsters we are. Shame it was the wrong monster. Sebastian could at least be brought to heel. You on the other hand—" Frannie trailed off as she looked at Quinn.
Quinn saw red as did Sam and Charlotte grabbed them both before they attacked her, "Enough, she's probably just in shock. We just lost a family member and another one has returned home, we should be grateful. And welcome her home with open arms and a smile on our faces." She said diplomatically.
Frannie turned to the youngest of them and crinkled her nose at her, she could smell the scent of sex and the scent of wolf on her and she looked at the strange boy next to Sam. It wasn't him someone else, "I see our siblings have infected you with their debauchery. You choose to sleep with animals now?"
Quinn and Sam turned to Charlotte whose smile never wavered for a moment, "Well I imagine she is quite the beast in bed. Unfortunately I don't know, Quinn interrupted the last time but I imagine it will be quite the experience. You look good Frannie, despite the stick lodged so firmly up your ass. But I suppose you're into that. Is that how you've managed to remain a virgin for the past thousand years?" Quinn bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud. "I simply love your outfit and your shoes are those the new Louboutin shoes from their winter collection? You've learned to share right?" Charlotte asked.
Frannie raised a brow as did the rest of her siblings, "No."
Charlotte blinked and let out a sigh before she finally released her siblings. "What use are you if you aren't going to be the older sister I want. I already have Quinn." Quinn turned to glare at her and Charlotte smiled at her. "Please Quinn we already know that you borrow my clothes and then get into some silly fight in them and they get ruined. I don't even want Frannie around I just want her shoes—so save the shoes. Try not to get blood on them." she said with a sniff.
"As vapid and materialistic as ever I see." Frannie said unperturbed by Charlotte's easy dismissal. She straightens up a bit and she watches them shift. "It's been five hundred years, I think we should all have a nice dinner and discuss how much carnage you three have wrought through the centuries." She frowns looking at Puck, "Leave the beast at home. You know our parents never did approve of us having pets." Puck let out a low growl at her but Frannie's cold stare made Puck back down immediately. "There's a restaurant just outside of Lima. Italian. It's a classy place, so do try and look presentable Quinn." With that Frannie flashed back to her car leaving her siblings standing there.
"So—your sister is hot." Puck said and all three vampires turned to him and he shrugged. "What you're all sexy. But you think she'd go for the Puckasaurus charm?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows.
Sam rolled his eyes, "We need to discuss what to do with Frannie. I'll have to tell the witches that there is another vampire in town it was part of the treaty and they shouldn't try and engage her that we're dealing with it." It was going to be a long night, "Puck—you might want to head home, it's going to be busy work for us and you'll just be bored. I'll see you tomorrow? I'll text you the details later." Puck nodded and gave a mock salute.
It had been a long time since Finn had been to Puck's house, not that anyone was home. He couldn't believe that his best friend had betrayed him and joined the fucking dark side. Team vampire, he was a traitor. They were supposed to be best friends—brother's until the very end but he had chosen Santana fucking Lopez over him. It stung and now he was in some fucking pack with the vampires. He couldn't believe it. But it made sense the fucking vampires were taking everything from him. First it was Rachel and now it was Puck, they had killed his half-brother. He had vowed to kill Quinn himself once he got the chance. His entire life was going to hell and it was all their fault and Puck had joined them. They had murdered his brother in his cold blood. But Miguel had given him this mission and he was going to see it through as he watched Puck pull up in his driveway and exit his car. "Hey bro," Finn greeted easily and Puck shot him a suspicious look. "It's been awhile."
Seeing Finn on his doorstep was not what he had expected once he got home and he frowned. "What are you doing here Finn? I'm with team vampire remember, which makes me public enemy number one. I know the deal."
"They killed my brother and I didn't really have anyone to talk to. Burt's a mess and my mom has been trying to comfort him. Doesn't matter what Miguel says I just—needed someone to talk to you know?" Finn says.
Puck nods, he doesn't know but he had been around Sam to know that maybe Finn just needed an ear to talk to. He took a seat on the door step beside Finn and they sat in perfect silence for a moment. "So—how's the arm?"
"Healing—they made sure I was drugged for the change. What about you? What was the change like? What's it like being a lone wolf."
Puck looked at Finn for a moment and he shrugged, "I'm in a pack with Santana now, it wasn't so bad. Sam watched me, Charlie watches Santana. They were really chill about the whole thing. Sam didn't even care that I chewed up their couch."
Finn makes a face at this, "They're vampires—how do you know they aren't just compelling you to like them? Have you been taking the vervain? Do they feed on you?"
Puck shakes his head. "No, they don't. I'm telling you they aren't that bad and they're a lot of fun. It's a family they fight with each other but I know they've got my back and they know I have theirs. They accepted me into the fold even after what happened with Rachel. They're—not monsters unless you make them defend themselves."
"I don't know why you're defending them, they killed Kurt. He was your friend too," Finn snapped. "They killed my brother and you go join their side. We were supposed to be bro's for life."
Puck frowned a bit he felt sorry for Finn, he did. "They're pack, and Santana is my friend. She was there helping me with the wolf and I promised to be loyal to her. She's a better leader than you are Finn and she deserved that position. She earned her position she fought for it and you took it from her because you just couldn't beat her. It was a shitty thing to do, and you never apologized for it, you never did anything to make it up to her. It was all about the fucking power for you. So I chose Santana, she's still helping me. She's still my friend. So is Charlie and Sam—even Quinn can be nice to me. When she's in a good mood. I mean yeah they make a lot of dog jokes but they're pack."
"You can't be in a pack with vampires, they're vampires," Finn says and Puck shrugs. Finn frowns at this, if Puck just told him then he could leave with the information and nothing would have to happen to him. "Come on Puck, what's the big secret. Vampires and werewolves can't fucking make pack bonds but you and Santana did. How?"
"They're pack Finn, I'm not betraying them."
"You betrayed me."
"You betrayed the pack before I ever did." Puck responds. "Look if you came here to grill me about my pack then you've got to go. I'm not going to betray them when they've been nothing but good to me Finn. Santana's my friend and it'd be like betraying her." Puck says getting up. "She stuck her neck out for me and I'm not going to get her in trouble for it."
Finn nods as he watches Puck get up and he holds his hand out. "Help me up?" Puck grabs the offered arm and pulls Finn to his feet and Finn looks at Puck sadly. "I'm sorry."
Puck shoots Finn a confused look, "Sorry? Why are you sorry—" Finn's broken hand with its thick plaster slams into his face like a battering ram and Puck drops to the ground out cold.
Finn looks at Puck for a moment and then looks around but there is no one on the street as he pulls out his phone and dials a number. "He's done but I don't know for how long—" Puck starts to stir and Finn brings his foot hard against the back of Puck's head slamming it into the concrete knocking him out again. "He'll stay down." He listens for a moment before slipping the phone back into his pocket as he watches Puck. He doesn't have to wait long as a white van pulls up near the sidewalk and three pack members hop out and pick Puck off the ground dragging him into the truck while Finn looks on. He feels some guilt but Puck left him alone, they were supposed to be friends and he had simply followed Santana. He deserved whatever punishment Miguel decided to inflict on him.
AN: With the bond closed, Puck can't call for help as the wolves punish him for his betrayal, Rachel goes to the music store where Saint Douchebag makes his return. Sam notices that Puck is missing, a family dinner. So much action, so much betrayal. So much writing to do. Reviews make me happy. Frannie has a little chat with Sue Sylvester.
