AN: This story now has like more words than my last one and we're not even to the good parts in my head yet. Or half done there will be more smut, more love, more well everything, including redemption. Family is important. Always and Forever. Enjoy this chapter entitled the Other Side. Review, because all those reviews I was like best fans ever even though some of you were very angry at me I love it. I love that you care for these characters as much as I do. Yes I know I'm a bit of an ass an evil ass. =D anyway thank you for every review. Every last one of them I woke up and I actually felt like getting the next part out to you as quickly as possible. So here it is.
Rachel's eyes opened, she could feel a pain in her wrists and for a brief moment she thought she had failed. That she had failed in what she had set out to do, she after all recognized her surroundings. She was in Quinn's room, she imagined that Quinn was going to be pissed her at her and she hope that Puck hadn't gotten into too much trouble. But it didn't feel right, it didn't look right as well. Like she was out of sync with the rest of the world, everything looked fuzzy.
"It's good to see you awake Rachel." the voice said and Rachel turned to look at the blonde woman who smiled at her kindly.
Rachel immediately backed up a suspicious look on her face, she had never met this woman before in her life even if she looked familiar. But this woman seemed to know her name. "Who are you and what are you doing in Quinn's room?" Rachel asks. If there is anything she knows is that Quinn doesn't like people in general and there are very few people allowed into her room. And there is something about her that just doesn't sit right with her. The smile—it seems fake, she's an actress and has a highly trained eye for these sort of things.
Judy's smile dropped for a split second and a look of annoyance flashed through her eyes but it was so quick that Rachel was sure that she had just imagined the whole thing. "Of course it's been so long and I've forgotten my manners. My name is Judy Fabray, I am the mother of Quinn, Charlotte and Sam. I am the witch of the original family."
"But you're—dead," Rachel says whispering the last part. Judy is dead she's been dead for a thousand years according to Quinn which can only mean. That she's actually dead and the ring didn't work—she glances down at the ring and she curls up on Quinn's bed.
Judy smiled and nodded at Rachel taking a seat on the bed beside her, "Welcome to the other side Rachel, a supernatural—I believe the colloquial term for it now would be limbo for the supernatural community. I don't know who created it or why they did but this is basically a holding cell for every supernatural creature in existence. Everyone who has died, that is either a witch a werewolf or a vampire, is here." Judy's mouth clamped shut and she shuddered violently, closing her eyes, as she gritted her teeth. Exhaling in pain for a moment.
"Are you—okay?" Rachel asked still not approaching her or getting to close. Quinn had hated her mother and said her mother was a monster. She wasn't going to trust her, especially not after seeing Quinn's wounds from when she was human. What type of mother let her child go through that abuse? It didn't matter if she seemed like a sweet relatively young lady, even monsters could look human.
Judy smiled as the pain that had wracked her body slowly eased away. "I will be. Magic always has a price and this is mine. For unleashing the blight that is vampires on the land the spirits punished me. Every death that is attributed to my family, I am cursed with feeling it. With feeling how they died. I believe Samuel just killed a wolf right now. Tore it in half. All of my children know how to kill and they know how to kill well. They've been quiet creative over the years, especially my little Quinn." Judy's eyes swept over Rachel her eyes focused on the ring on her hand. "They are no longer the children that I raised. Quinn used to be a sweet child. They all were innocent at the time, they couldn't hurt anyone and now? Look at them. They are a blight."
"They didn't ask to be made into what they were—you made them into vampires against their will. You cursed your own children and I don't know why that you did it," Rachel said as she pulled away. She was dead and in Limbo, she wasn't going to have a panic attack in front of this woman.
"Have you ever buried a child? Of course not. I lost two of my children, my eldest and my youngest and I knew that I could never lose another one of my children. I did what I did because I loved my children and I wanted what was best for them. If I had known that what I did would have turned them into this—these people are not the children I raised. Even my sweet obedient Francesca who tries so hard slips up." Judy says her voice cold as she looks at Rachel a frown on her face. How dare she question her love for her children? She had broken the very laws of nature rewriting them for her children, so that they could live so that they could not be harmed.
Rachel noticed the change in Judy's mood and she knew that she had to be careful, she had no idea if she could use magic in this world, but she wasn't going to go against one of the most powerful witches ever. "You're right I've never lost a child let alone two and I know that I wouldn't know the pain of that feels like. I'm never going to know not that I want to." Rachel admits. "But I don't understand why you needed to curse Quinn and Charlotte when they were children and take away their wolf? Santana said that it was cruel."
"Perhaps but you've seen the scars my children bear, do you think that man would have let them live? I loved my husband but his greatest fault was his pride. He wouldn't have let the humiliation stand and he would have killed them, whether I handed them over to their true father or not. He would have done everything in his power to kill to innocent children. So tell me what was I supposed to do? I had already lost a child by the time that Quinn and Charlotte were born. I wasn't going to give up two more, lose two more of my children. So I did what I needed to do to protect them. The curse wouldn't have even broken if it weren't for you and your accursed bloodline. I was so sure that I had nothing to worry about that the curse would stand for all eternity but then they found you." Judy sighed. "I imagine the spirits will find some other way to punish me for unleashing hybrids into nature." She got up of the bed and looked at Rachel, motioning the diva to follow her. "That's a lovely ring that you have on may I see it?"
Rachel gripped the ring tightly, and shook her head. "No—it was a gift from my friend Brittany and I told her that I'd give it back to her." The ring warmed up when she began to move down the stairs and she frowned shooting the object on her finger a quick glance. She missed the scowl on Judy's face.
"Of course I've just never seen markings like that before, it's been a long time since I've seen such magic like that I simply want to learn from it," Judy said with a smile. She needed Rachel to willingly give her that ring.
Rachel nodded absentmindedly, "So you've been just—watching your children?" Rachel asked biting her lip.
"I have for a thousand years, watching them kill people in droves. I suppose I have you and your friends to thank for the fact that the killing has gone down considerably, though all this proves is that my children can be redeemed. That Quinn can be redeemed."
"There is nothing wrong with Quinn," Judy gave Rachel a look and raised her brow and Rachel wondered if it was a Fabray thing. All of them seemed to do it at will, and she had gotten the look from Quinn before. "There isn't, I understand that whenever she kills someone that it hurts you, but she's protected me and yes sometimes I wish she was slightly less prone to killing people, but then again. If people leave her alone she probably wouldn't feel the urge to be violent to begin with. But I've seen her be nice to people, I've seen her kindness she's protected me and she might be far too enthusiastic sometimes but she's still Quinn. And I love her, and I know even if she never admitted it that she loved me. She has never intentionally hurt me physically—emotionally is another story but I simply think it's because your daughter is simply a tad bit obtuse when it comes to her emotions. But there isn't anything wrong with her—she doesn't need fixing no matter what you or anyone else says. She doesn't have to change."
Judy frowned and looked at Rachel, this was interesting her daughter had found someone to be devoted to her, it was sad really. That Rachel was so blind to the monster her daughter had become, or Quinn hid it well from Rachel. It seemed that the promise that she had made when they were children was still very much alive, and she couldn't understand why. Generations upon generations of her bloodline had loathed vampires, not that she could personally blame them. Their family had been responsible for the deaths of so many of her bloodline even if most of it wasn't intentional. Rachel should loathe vampires just as much as she did. But she smiled instead she needed this girl to trust her. "Something to think about. Now let me—"
"Mother—I have searched the woods and I can't find—oh there you are," Sebastian Fabray said as he flashed into the room.
Rachel blinked in surprise, "Sebastian?"
Sebastian ignored her. "Its bad mother, the witch and Quinn are about to fight, Charlotte is down, Sam is tearing through various wolves. Hopefully you feel every last one of them. If you're going to do it—" Sebastian said crossing his arms over his chest. "Then you're going to need to hurry. To say my sister dearest is enraged is putting it mildly. "
Judy stiffened for a moment, it explained the pain that was hitting her like a wave after excruciating wave and she looked at Rachel, "I was simply talking to the newest resident of limbo," Judy said motioning towards Rachel.
Sebastian turned to Rachel studying her intently for a moment, "Another victim of Quinn's foolishness I imagine? Shame your life got cut so short. Tragic isn't it?" his eyes flicked to the ring on her hand for a moment before returning to his mother. "Blaine would love to meet her and catch up." Sebastian said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I think seeing a familiar face of someone she liked would help her get comfortable with her new life. Don't you agree mother?" Sebastian said turning back to his mother.
Judy studied her son for a moment, they needed Rachel to trust them. They needed her to hand over the ring to her. Perhaps Blaine would have a bit more luck, with getting the ring off Rachel's finger. "Of course," she moved closer to her son and reached up and touched his face. "Behave Sebastian."
"You know me mother I love doing what I'm told," he said with a smile of his own, before turning to Rachel. "Come along Rachel was it? I'm sure you and Blaine have a lot to catch up on. That silly little glee club of yours or whatever." Sebastian said looking at Rachel.
Rachel stared at the two Fabray's in the room. She really didn't want to stay with Judy, there was something about her that made her skin crawl. But she'd always been told not to be alone with Sebastian—she was already dead however and she doubted that him killing her would do anything. So she smiled and turned to Judy, "I'll see you soon," she said. "Maybe you can tell me more about them as children?" Judy smiled at her and she could see that the older woman believed her. She needed to get back to the land of the living no matter what happened. She left the house following Sebastian quietly, neither said anything. "They miss you," she says after a moment of silence as they continue to walk. Her ring was getting even warmer. There was definitely some magic at play.
"I know. I watched them mourn." Sebastian was quiet for a moment. "Tell Sam when you get back to the living that he really needs to get that fucking stick out of his ass though, and I suppose I forgive him for being such a fucking asshole for the past millennia."
Rachel looked at him confused, "What? I thought I was dead, people just don't come back to life—I'm not a vampire." Sebastian shot her an amused smirk. "You're helping me? Why?"
"You're the first person that my sister has loved in a thousand years, and it's partly my fault that Quinn is the way she is. Perhaps death has suited me better than being alive did, Blaine and I have never been stronger. We're together and he's by my side most days and I wish for my sister to have that same opportunity. So don't disappoint her or I will find some way to amuse myself by haunting you or something," Sebastian responded and flashed her an amused smirk. "Always and forever, it doesn't matter if I am dead. I've never bowed to my mother's machinations before and I'm certainly not going to start now. So now I'm going to flash you to where your body is and you'll wake up. But before I do, watching you get into trouble and having Quinn risk her life to rescue you is getting tiring. You need to learn how to use your magic, and you need to have a greater knowledge of magic in general. So think of this as my apology to my siblings for what I put them through. They need a witch on their side, a powerful one especially now and you fit the bill perfectly. If my mother is interested in you then you have to have some power. I'm sorry but this is going to give you the biggest headache of your life but it's a small price to pay for the knowledge that I'm about to give you. Don't worry I'm not going to teach you dark magic, Quinn would rip a hole through the veil and come kick my ass for doing something so foolish." Sebastian said as he turned to Rachel and placed a hand on her head.
He had been dead for a few weeks and he had already learned so much from the witches here. He had learned much to his mother's irritation, they had shared their knowledge and he had more than a thousand years of arcane knowledge to pass down to Rachel. Things were different here, sharing information was simple. A form of telepathy he was sure, but not quite as he felt the knowledge that he gained being passed onto Rachel. It took a minute to upload most of the information into Rachel's head, he ignored the pain on her face. This was important if his mother managed to get what she wanted and climbed back to the land of living then he shuddered to think about the damage she could cause. He may not get along with most of his siblings but he had learned far too much since he had died, she couldn't be allowed to return to the land of the living. He didn't hate them. He finally pulled his hand away and Rachel stumbled forward and he caught her, picking her up easily. They didn't have time for this. He needed to get Rachel back to where her body was located.
Shelby Cochran was having trouble keeping Quinn Fabray down, it didn't matter how much pain she inflicted, and she had practically tripled it to the point where there was blood practically gushing out of Quinn's nose and ears, as blood vessel after blood vessel had burst but Quinn had kept coming. "Stay down," she hissed at the vampire. It was because of her that her daughter was lying their dead. She couldn't kill Quinn but if she could just have a moment, to collect her thoughts to chant a spell she would make sure that Quinn was never going to hurt another person again. Even if it cost her all her magic, she would end Quinn Fabray.
Sam finally managed to reach the two women, the blood on Quinn's body was worrying and even though he was a vampire he could practically feel the magic in the air. Quinn's eyes were a golden yellow and she didn't look particularly human at the moment. There was no flashing there was no anything Quinn was simply picking herself up and walking towards Shelby who seemed to be throwing everything and the kitchen sink at her. This was Quinn's kill and he needed to find his other sister as he scanned the area, almost immediately spotting Charlotte's body hanging limply from the tree a branch protruding from it. He flashed over and snapped the branch effortlessly as his sister dropped he caught her and removed the branch. The wound immediately began to knit together even faster than their normal healing. She would be fine. But she smelled like ozone and her clothes had a burn pattern on them. He turned back to Quinn for a moment debating whether or not he should interfere. But this was hers and her wounds were healing, from the looks of it she'd be fine. He'd be back. Charlotte needed to heal and the last thing he wanted was Santana killing Puck to go find her. He flashed away, five minutes he just needed five minutes.
Quinn didn't even notice her brother. She barely noticed the pain, the power that she felt was indescribable. She was stronger, she was faster though she didn't know if it had anything to do with the werewolf of the adrenaline that was pumping through her system. She flashed to the side as Shelby hurled another lightning bolt at her. She was focused on one thing and one thing only and that was tearing through Shelby. Separating her head from her neck, Rachel was gone—her Rachel was gone because this foolish woman thought that she had power. She'd show her power, she'd show her true power. There was no need to hold back anymore. She had spared Shelby as a nuisance and because she had been Rachel's mother. But Rachel was gone, and it was all because of this stupid foolish woman. The wolf scratched at the surface, her skin prickled it was the most alive she had felt in ages. She moved closer and closer to Shelby who had a panicked look on her face. She was going to enjoy ripping open her neck, maybe she'd turn her into what she hated most and then watch as she burned to death. She could think of a million ways to end her. For her crimes against her family—against Rachel. She was hit with a force field again and sent flying back, she was playing with her. She was playing with the witch letting her exhaust herself, she enjoyed the fear on her face. She enjoyed knowing that Shelby knew that she was going to lose, she could hear it in her voice, the plea to just stay down. She was going to break the witch mentally before she broke her physically.
Sebastian was in the woods by the time Rachel's eyes fluttered open, her head pounded with new information. She watched blurs of movement people—wolves running past her. She was sure that she saw Sam carrying what looked to be one of his fallen sister and she swallowed. Things were going to hell and she needed to get back. She stirred in Sebastian's arms and he finally slowed down as he looked at her. Knowledge was power and she knew things now, history, different types of magic, she knew what was considered dark and what was considered evil. A thousand years of history and spells and experience now in her head. Needless to say her head hurt. And the ring on her finger was hot, very hot. She was getting closer to her body—the new information
"You're awake," Sebastian says flicking his eyes toward her studying her making sure that she was okay. "Good you can lead the way now. We have to hurry I can't imagine my mother thinks for one moment that I'm taking you to see Blaine. She's going to be very angry."
Rachel's eyes widen at this admission because Judy made her uncomfortable, she made her skin prickle, and gave her a sense of unease. She wasn't quite sure if it was the power radiating off her—the fact that she could recognize this, now surprised her. She was more aware of things. Information that she had no idea about. But what Rachel knew was that she was tired of other's sacrificing themselves for her. Tired of being weak. "Are you going to be okay? You didn't have to—" She says as he sets her down.
Sebastian shakes his head, interrupting her. "I did have to. You don't know my mother and she would have done anything to trick you into handing over that ring. Speaking of that ring—never ever use it again. You aren't supposed to be here Rachel. The only people who are supposed to be in the other side are supernatural beings who have died." Sebastian lectured. With the amount of information he had given her, the last thing he needed was for Rachel to go absolutely insane and kill everyone. That would be bad. "You're going to get back and you're going to want to try things, you might even have the power to bend the rules of reality. Trust me when I say it always ends badly for the witch who tries to think that they are bigger than nature. Look at my mother—you don't want to be her."
Rachel nodded, because she didn't want to be tortured for an eternity. "Sebastian—thank you I'll make sure they know what you did for me. They—Quinn was devastated, she really was. I think she is still upset about it but you know Quinn—"
"I do." Sebastian and he shifted as they walked. "When you get back—can you tell them something for me? A message? " Rachel nods, it's the least she can do. "To Sam—tell him that he needs to be selfish—every now and again. Tell Charlotte that she needs to be more honest with herself and her emotions. Tell Frannie if you ever meet her she's still a bitch but she needs to know our mother lied to her, that she needs to get over herself and make amends."
Rachel nods quickly as the ring is practically burning her finger, "And Quinn? Do you have a message for Quinn?" They entered the clearing and Rachel's eyes widened as she watched as rocks flew at a high speed toward Quinn who was dodging them, a dark look on her face. She didn't look human, her eyes were glowing yellow, and her teeth—well it certainly wasn't those fangs which Rachel had come to think were absolutely adorable on her. They were wolf fangs and her hands were transformed it was like she had claws.
Sebastian looked up and frowned his mother was coming of course she was. "Rachel run to your body and touch it. You should go back to it immediately. Tell Quinn to be fucking honest with our family about our mother, because she's coming. And I think that they are going to need to be united if they even stand a fucking chance against her crazy shit. Now go, I need to hold off my mother. Take off the ring once you get back to the other side." He snapped at her pushing her before he flashed away.
Rachel didn't completely understand but she ran as fast as she could she didn't know if she could feel pain but she made sure to avoid any of the rocks and trees that were being thrown at Quinn. Quinn flashing around, being caught every now and again and being sent flying away. She reached her body, pausing for a moment, she was staring at her corpse. It was a gruesome sight, she could still see the slash marks on her wrists and wondered what it would mean would it just heal her. Would she come back with the wounds would they magically heal, she didn't know but she needed to leave this place, and she touched her hand. It felt like her insides wanted to be ripped out of her.
Quinn dodged the tree that Shelby had thrown at her. She had this, she flashed faster this time. She was tired of this fight. Tired of toying with Shelby. The witch had surprised her she should have been out of energy by now. Shelby dropping dead would have been an annoyance though. The place looked like a disaster area, but she had managed to protect Rachel's body. She wasn't going to go back to her father's with a mangled corpse. She spun past the another tree and she finally managed to close the gap grabbing onto Shelby's shoulder her hands slicing through flesh and burrowing deep into Shelby's arm. Shelby cried out in pain her concentration breaking as the things she had been lifting suddenly crashed against the ground. She hadn't decided what she wanted to do to not yet but she needed to make a statement. She need to tell Rachel's parents that they would never have to worry about her. Shelby would face justice. She slammed Shelby against the ground her gripping her neck tightly, squeezing it. How she just wanted to rip her throat out. Her wolf—no she called for it. For her blood to be spilled. Rachel had been hers—would have been hers if she had just realized it sooner. The pain is fresh like a wound, just thinking about Rachel hurts. Rachel is dead because of her. The tears are back and she doesn't care if Shelby sees her grief. Shelby won't be telling anyone how she cried, of the tears she shed for Rachel. She makes up her mind what she wants to do, how she wants to punish Shelby and lifts her hand up.
Shelby eyes widen, Quinn has her hands pinned and she closes her eyes. This is the end, she knows it and from that smirk on Quinn's face. Quinn knows it as well. She waits for the killing blow but instead she suddenly feels free as the pressure from her body is ripped away and she opens her eyes to see Quinn being thrown off her and held in place she turned her head looking for the person who had rescued her and her eyes fall on her daughter who is sitting up her hand which has mended extended. "Rachel?" It's disbelief she knows that her daughter was dead and vampires can't use magic. "Is that you?" There is hope in her voice. Her daughter had rescued her.
Rachel ignores Shelby as she slowly pulls the ring off her finger and slips it into her pocket, and pushes herself unsteadily to her feet as she watches Quinn struggle against being held down and she winces as she drags her tired body to Quinn and gently touches her back as she finally allows Quinn to see her. Quinn stops struggling immediately her jaw going slack and her eyes shifting back to normal. Rachel slowly puts Quinn down, she's about to apologize to her for using her magic but she's so sick of the fighting.
"Rachel—how?" Quinn sputters, it smells like her and she touches Rachel's hand gently, just to be sure that this isn't some vision that Shelby has conjured up to torment her. But Rachel feels real, and Quinn immediately presses her lips against Rachel's questions later. It's a bruising kiss, but Rachel responds to it. Quinn pulls away after a long moment and looks at Rachel, it's her. It's Rachel. "You're alive?" her eyes blurring but she immediately wipes her eye. It's just fucking dirt, she's had stuff thrown at her all fucking day.
"I am—Sebastian helped me come back, I'll tell you more after I deal with my mother?" Rachel says quietly and Quinn has a surprised look on her face but nods mutely, she's probably in shock and that works to Rachel's advantage and she walks up to her mother who also happens to be in shock. She's personally for dramatic entrances but she believes her mother's shock has more to do with that kiss that Quinn had just given her, and that look. That look of relief and something else. But there isn't any time to think about that they'll have that conversation later. She has never once been rude to her parents but Shelby most certainly wasn't her parent.
"You need to leave me alone," Rachel's voice is calm even though she's annoyed. "You aren't helping me, you aren't saving me. I don't need to be saved and if I did, I honestly would rather be saved by Quinn or any other member of her family than you. The only person who has put me in danger, is you." Rachel exhales and looks back at Quinn. "I love her, and I'm going to be with her. Even if she doesn't know what a date actually is, or the fact that we've practically been dating before I said I love you to her. I'm sure she's only spared you because you are my mother and I'm telling you right now, that the next time that you interfere in my life under the guise of protecting me, I will let Quinn do whatever she planned to do to you tonight, and I won't feel any guilt about it. Santana's mother is dead, Charlotte is injured, Noah is probably hiding, and countless wolves have been injured because you simply won't get over your blind hatred for vampires. So I'm going to go back to Quinn's house, and I'm going to make sure my best friend who you have hurt countless times is okay. Then I'm going to make sure that Quinn isn't going to kill Puck because it was my idea, and then I'm going to sleep. I have to do my morning routine and I know I'm barely going to get any sleep tonight." Rachel said before turning back to Quinn who was still staring at her in shock. She didn't care what Shelby had to say or whatever look her mother is giving her as she walks back to Quinn and grabs her arm and pulls the vampire along with her.
Quinn follows Rachel still baffled by the experience as she's lead away by Rachel, she does manage to come to her senses and turn to look at Shelby who has a look on her face and Quinn, because she can't help it, smirks at the woman. One that suggests to Shelby that she's going to defile her daughter. She waits until they are far away from Shelby before the exhaustion finally sets in and the shock and she turns to Rachel. "How? You were dead—your heart stopped beating and I gave you my blood but it wasn't working and you were dead Rachel."
"Brittany—though I don't understand it myself. She gave me a ring told me it would keep me safe, I thought she was watching way to much Buffy the Vampire slayer again, but it seems that we need to find and have a chat with this Giles that she keeps talking about," Rachel admits and looks at Quinn. "I should have let you know beforehand but there was no time. I didn't want you to go crazy and go on a murderous spree because I didn't want you to lose yourself because of this. So you can't punish Puck."
"Like hell I can't," Quinn hissed, she was going hunt him down and murder him for what he had done.
"He saved you, and I asked that he trust me—he didn't want to. He really didn't want to but we needed to make sure that you were both okay and that you both made it. He already probably feels terrible and if I don't come back, he's going to think I tricked him into killing me. That's cruel Quinn, what I did to him was mean and he shouldn't have to live with that."
"But he hurt you."
"So he could make sure that you were okay, I promised him that I would be fine and I am. Sebastian helped me," Rachel said and she shivered, surprised when Quinn immediately put her arm around her and pulled her close. She wasn't quite sure what that would do since Quinn's core body temperature was significantly lower than hers. But she appreciated it, the thought behind it. "He does love you, and the family and he wanted me to tell you something," Quinn looked at her studying her. "You need to tell your siblings the truth about your mother." Rachel watched an emotion that she hadn't seen on Quinn's face before—fear. She saw fear on Quinn's face. "Quinn?"
Quinn shook her head, immediately. "I can't Rachel they wouldn't understand—they'd hate me and they'd leave. They'd leave, and they would turn their backs on me." Or worse—they'd agree with their father that she needed to die.
Rachel turned stopping Quinn, she wasn't going to let Quinn just not tell her. "Quinn what did you do that is so bad that you're afraid that your family is going to turn their backs on you."
Quinn is deathly quiet. It's one thing to tell Santana about what she did, it's another thing to tell Rachel. "I killed my mother, and I told my siblings that my father did it. That's why he's been hunting me for the past thousand years, that's why they hate him. They think he did it. I lied—I just—she regretted what she had done and she sought to make it right—I did what I had to do and I was young and I still didn't have the control that I have now. Part of me wants to tell you that it was an accident, but it wasn't. I hated her. I wanted her dead. But if my siblings knew just how—broken I was how damaged they would leave. I can't—I don't want to spend eternity alone."
Rachel swallowed out of all the things that Quinn had told her, she really shouldn't be surprised. But killing your own mother—Santana had killed her father and Judy had been a terrible parent. She had allowed her husband to abuse her children. She had all but forced her will on her children and she had said it was because she loved them. It still shocked her, but that was a thousand years ago, and this was Quinn now. She doesn't know what to say so she wraps her arms around Quinn tightly. She can't predict how the other's will take the news there is so much history there. A secret like the one that Quinn had been carrying all by herself, could possibly tear the Fabray family apart.
AN: I don't even know what I'm going to write next. Actually I do, the aftermath clearly. Chartana, Sam/Puck, Quinn/Rachel. Secrets are revealed. Maybe a flashback. Rachel meets another member of the Fabray clan. So this week might be the end of daily updates, I know we've had some fun people and
I know some of you love me for my flash like speeds, but I've given you close to 900k words in total including family portrait in the past six months, so I do hope that you stay with me for the rest of the story which I will hopefully have a new chapter ever week or so. Maybe two, I'll still be writing but I need a break and like I said my schedule is changing soon, I need something light and fun with very few twists. I fear burnout and we all know that no one wants that, last time I felt burnt out I didn't update for 4 years. So I really do need to take a step back. Work on something light and relax a bit. Hence why I have Only You, it's mostly humor or my attempt at it, and smut, with a dash of drama. No its not for hardcore faberry fans. Even if faberry is an established relationship in it, it's not the main relationship I'm exploring. I'm going to work on not creating epics, we'll see how this goes. Don't worry you'll get you're The Original Family Fix.