Quinn stood with her mouth slightly parted and wide eyed, as she stared at the fashionista and stylist talk a mile a minute over her new look. They were still standing in front of the hospital. Tim, Alison and Michael were still inside. She couldn't really believe that it was only 1 o'clock. She couldn't believe that just this morning she was thinking how she couldn't wait to see Rachel.. Her thoughts get stuck there. Rachel.. God, of all the things that could have happened, this was something she wouldn't have imagined. She and Beth had just spent what felt like the best weekend ever with the brunette not five days ago and now there standing in front of a hospital that is hosting a part of her heart.
Quinn felt her breathing become labored, her chest constricting and her vision began to blur.. A million thoughts began to swim in her minds eyes. Surgeries and funerals, Beth in tears. She herself lost and inconsolable. bile fill her throat.
"QUINN! QUINN, HONEY, I NEED YOU TO CALM DOWN AND BREATH WITH ME! IN AND OUT, IN AND OUT!" the voice spoke. Quinn could barely grasp it. It sounded muffled. She did as she was told. Slowly she felt herself calming, soon the sounds around her began to clear.
"There you go, that's it, in and out.." Quinn now recognized the voice. It was Alison. She felt the red head rubbing her back slowly. She hadn't realized she was hunched over or that she was crying. "It's ok, Quinn. Your ok. I got you.." Alison spoke sweetly to her. Quinn couldn't seem to calm her tears they were silent in there descent. She looked around her, taking in all there concerned faces. She appreciated them but there were only two people she wanted to see right now and one of them were currently in critical condition. She took a deep breath and did her best to keep her voice from quivering with emotion.
"I-I'm.." She swallowed thickly and cleared her throat. "I'm sorry.. I don't know what came over me." She spoke softly.
"Don't apologies, you have nothing to apologize for. We should apologize to you for overwhelming you, after just receiving the news." Leo spoke sincerely.
"He's right, you shouldn't. Please don't mind us, it's just when we get to talking our minds and mouths runaway with us. We're genuinely sorry for overwhelming you." Alicia spoke sadly.
"It wasn't anything you guys said or did. I'm just at a lost with how I feel. I just saw her five days ago and now we don't know what her condition is.." Quinn shook her head in fear. "No one has even seen her or got any real confirmation from the doctor on anything.. she could die any minute!" Quinn spoke as tears filled her eyes and her voice shook, again.
"You can't think like that, Quinn. Rachel is a fighter. She's tough and besides I think she won't want to deal with the wrath of you and Beth being mad at her." Alison said sweetly trying to lighten the mood. "But Quinn these things happen and you can't stop it. None of us knew that she would be in an accident. She sounded extremely happy this morning over the phone then suddenly I'm getting called to come to the hospital an hour or so, later but that's life. Life and circumstance put us in uncontrollable situations, Let's just be thankful that she IS alive and we WILL see her again, ok?" Alison spoke with conviction in her voice. Quinn nodded she knew it was true and that helped to calm her fears. She held onto those words.
"I.. um.. I know we have to get me prepared for the doctor and everything but if you don't mind I'd like to pick up my daughter and tell her the news. Hopefully I could get some rest and wrap my head around everything. If you don't mind, Alison, maybe we could go over everything that I should expect tonight?" Quinn Asked.
"No problem. How about Tim drops you off back at the diner to pick up the car and I meet you at your place at 9? Alison ask.
Quinn nodded as Tim held out his arm for her to take. She didn't know what compelled her but she stepped forward engulfing Alison in a tight embrace and thanked her repeatedly for coming to get her. Alison returned the hug just as fiercely with a "Don't mention it." in return. Slowly Quinn extracted herself from the red head and turned to the rest of the group hugging them as well. She didn't understand why she felt connected to these people already but she did. She felt like she's known them her whole life. The last person she hugged was Tim and then slipped her hand into his bulging arm as they began to make there way back to the car. As soon as they reached the car he extracted himself and opened the door to allow the blonde in by taking her hand to assist her. She smiled in thanks and he returned it gently. Tim shut the door and looked to the sky taking a deep breath. He prayed in his mind that everything would be ok. Just four days ago he and Rachel were in Lima, Ohio and he found out more about Quinn Fabray than he's sure she would like. He knew her story now and made a promise before all this happened that if he ever did meet her and her daughter, he would protect them with his life. Like he'd done and still does for his own wife and kids. As he got in the drivers seat and buckled he looked to the back and saw the sadness seeping out of the blondes every pore.
"Excuse me, Ms. Fabray?" He called out to her.
"No formalities, Tim. It's just Quinn." She smiled the best she could.
"Well, Quinn. How about a cup of coffee before we pick up your daughter?" He ask warmly.
"That actually sounds perfect, right now." Quinn said as she did her best to smile for him.
"You don't have to pretend, you know?" Tim spoke softly. Quinn eyed him questioningly. "You don't have to smile or force yourself to seem grateful for anything. We're all grieving over this in our own way. It's sad what happened and no one especially, me expects you to smile. You may not believe so but, I could see how much she meant to you the moment you stepped foot out of that car. You love her in a way no one else does. So, feel what you feel, don't try to pretend your ok when your not and always remember that your secret is safe with me. I'll always have your back." Tim finished seriously, holding the blondes eye contact. Quinn at first looked shocked than slowly her face transformed into understanding than her eyes misted with tears.
"Thank you, Tim. I appreciate it." Quinn spoke in a small voice.
"No problem. Now, how about that coffee?" He ask kindly and Quinn smiled genuinely for the first time that day.
"Definitely." She replied with a nod. Tim drove off into traffic. Driving the unsuspecting blonde to Rachel's favorite coffee shop. Which, happened to be his brother's place. He ask for the blondes choice and than proceeded to call in his order via blue tooth. They reached the coffee shop in no time. He was in and out in under two minutes. He turned to Quinn with as much gentleness as one could muster in his situation.
"Excuse me, Quinn?" His spoke softly. Quinn turned to give him her attention.
"Yes?" She replied.
"I don't want to over step my boundries or anything but it seems to me that maybe it would be smarter for you to take some time to yourself completely, considering the situation." He replied genuinely.
"I'm sorry, I don't follow." Quinn replied in kind.
"Well, considering the circumstances. I think maybe having a couple of minutes to yourself couldn't hurt you. I know you want to give your daughter the news but maybe you should have a little time to yourself. Just to clear your head, I mean. You haven't had a moment to yourself since you heard about it and you've also been at work all morning before you heard anything. I guess what I'm trying to say is.. How could you be any help to your daughter if you, yourself haven't tried to at least deal with some of it yourself?" Tim spoke with respect as to not over step.
"Your right.." Quinn said sadly but understanding completely. How could she be strong for Beth, when she hadn't grieved her self. She knows Rachel isn't dead but there is still the fact that she could pass if her body decided to give up without notice. She looked back at Tim in understanding.
"Don't worry, Quinn, I know just the place.." He said with ease and Quinn looked apprehensive. "Don't worry I use to bring Rachel there whenever life was becoming overwhelming for her. Quinn felt it rude to say no. She was also curious about the place that apparently helped Rachel feel at ease. She hoped it would somehow make her feel better.
"Okay.." Quinn replied.
"Okay, I ordered us some snacks to go with the coffee." Tim informed her with a smile.
"Great.." Quinn replied just as Time pulled off. They drove for almost twenty minutes until they reached a fenced in beach front. Tim cut the engine and stepped out. Walking over to Quinn's passenger side to open the door. He held out his hand for the blonde to take as soon as she was out of the car, he walked over to the passenger side door up front where he had all there goods. He collected everything and began to make his way to the pier. Quinn followed cautiously. She saw tons of no trespassing signs along the way and started becoming apprehensive about the situation. Tim on the other hand continued forward. Tim noticed she began slowing down and turned to her questioningly.
"Are we on private property?" Quinn blurted out in slight fear. Tim nodded. "Okay, I can't go in there, Tim. I have a daughter to think about if I get arrested, there would be no one to-" Quinn was cut off by Tim's chuckle.
"Quinn, first of all. Do you think I would put you in a situation where you could possibly be arrested?" The blonde raised her eyebrow at him in a "Are you serious?!" matter. He shook his head at his own stupidity. Quinn didn't know him at all, they just had met that day. "Okay, let me rephrase that. Do you think Rachel would let me bring her here if she didn't think I was trustworthy?' Again, Quinn somehow made her eyebrow raise an inch more. He chuckled again. "Ok, let me clear this up for you. Rachel bought this property for me, I just haven't figured out what I want to do with it, yet. In short I own the place." Quinn's eyes bulged the second he said Rachel bought the place for him. "Now, come on the coffees getting cold." He proceeded to trek ahead to the abandoned pier. Quinn began to follow silently. There was a small wooden crate on the side and as soon as he turned it over, Quinn's eyes filled with tears. There on the side in marker was Rachel's name. The brunette had signed her name with a star at the end. It read Rachel Barbra Berry was here 08/13/2015. Quinn immediately began to cry. Her body wracked with uncontrollable sobs. Tim engulfed her in a hug as he cried too. This was his and Rachel's spot when they needed to unwind together. When they could be complete goofballs and not have to worry about paps capturing there fun and turning it into a unrealistic romance.
"I'm sorry..." Quinn spoke as she did her best to collect herself. Tim shook his head at her embarrassment.
"Don't be, let it out." He spoke in such a warm fatherly tone that Quinn just couldn't help herself, her tears came in waves. 17 minutes later found them sitting on the floor with there coffee and food, enjoying the silence. Quinn was beyond grateful he had brought her here. There was no way she could have faced Beth without breaking down. She felt like she had lost a part of her soul and she couldn't wait to at least SEE Rachel, just to make sure with her very own eyes that the brunette was still breathing.
"Why did you bring me here of all places?" Quinn ask gently. She wasn't trying to be rude. She was genuinely curious.
"Well, When Rachel or I are having a particularly bad day we shut off our phones and come here. It doesn't matter if we're together or separate but this was our safe haven for a while before she bought her land but we still come here when we're more in the city. She tells bad jokes, we have a beer or coffee. Sometimes. We just sit quietly for hours without saying a word to each other because the silence is so comfortable. She use to tell me it was one of her favorite places. So, I figured maybe it could be yours too whenever you needed it and right now you do." Tim finished with a light shrug of his shoulders as he stared out into the open sea.
"Thank you.." Quinn spoke sincerely.
"No, thank you.." Tim countered. Quinn shook her head in confusion. Not understanding why she was being thanked when she didn't do anything to warrant it.
"I didn't do anything.." Quinn replied.
"Yes, you did, actually." Tim turned to look into her eyes so she knew how serious he was. "What I'm about to tell you stays between you and me, got it?" Quinn nodded. "You cannot tell Rachel when we finally speak to her or she'll have my head but I have never told anyone this before. I'm only telling you because I know how you feel about her." Quinn blushed. "Before you and Beth came along, I was worried about Rachel." Quinn sobered up immediately. "She was slowly getting lost in her world. You could tell she was losing the will to keep doing what she so supposedly loved to do. She was becoming lonely and depressed. Her casual wine became casual beer, than casual liquor to not so casual partying. One night I waited in the car as usual because her partying became an every night thing. I remember hearing some shouting and I stepped out the car to the front of the club only to see Rachel brawling it out with some guy. She was this little thing trying to fight a guy who had a pretty good build against her. I don't know if maybe he was just too drunk to notice he was fighting a woman or if he didn't care but he was wailing on her like she was a man and I'll give it to Rachel she was doing her best to give back every hit he threw but she was in bad shape. I remember fighting the crowd to get to her. When I finally reached them, pardon my French. I knocked the guy on his ass but the next thing I know there's more of them coming and Rachel is still going. I was shocked really, because I had never seen her so angry. She just keep shouted "COME ON PUSSY! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU! I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE!" For every hit she landed she would shout "Nothing to lose!" I couldn't believe it I knew I had to get us out of there before the paps showed. The police were already on there way. so, I fought as hard and fast as I could the only few seconds I had I threw Rachel over my shoulder and broke my way through the crowd. She was still shouting behind to them that she had nothing to lose. I got her to the car and she was so trashed she was laughing her ass off, again excuse my French. She just kept laughing until her laughs started turning to tears. She broke down in sobs while I drove her back to her hotel, At the time she didn't have the land or anything. I parked the car and called the concierge to have some one open the backdoor. so, I could get her upstairs without being seen. I had to carry her bridle style and made her shield her face. I didn't get to see the damage yet because it was too dark but when we got to her room and I sat her on the sofa, my heart broke and I felt an indescribable anger at who ever that punk was because she was beaten so badly her left eye was swollen shut." Quinn gasp in shock. "her entire left side was severely bruised. The right side of her lip was busted and you could see the bruises beginning to form. I was terrified I got on the phone immediately with Alison. It was around 4am when I called and told her everything. God bless her she was on her way as fast as she could. I told Rachel she was coming but it was almost as if she was a in a catatonic state. She just kept mumbling to herself and crying. I kept asking her what she was trying to say? finally she spoke louder." Tim's voice shook with emotion as he remembered the day Rachel had her first emotional breakdown. It broke his heart all over again just thinking about it. "She kept asking why they didn't love her anymore and I kept asking her who she was talking about but she just kept rambling. "Why don't they love me anymore? Why don't they call me? Why doesn't anyone love me? What did I do? Please tell me what did I do?!" I didn't know at the time none of us did, actually. that Angela and Alex were forging her signature and making her work none stop without her consent. We also didn't know that Rachel hadn't heard from her parents in over a year and a half. Not on her birthday or holidays, nothing not one peep. She didn't even hangout with friends. We all thought it was odd that this 19 year old girl would rather work non stop than take vacation." He scoffed at their own stupidity for not seeing what was right in front of them. "What we didn't realize was that Rachel was knew to the business she had no idea that her signature was forged, she thought it was part of the business. I remember hearing her in the back seat telling herself that this was part of the business and that it was lonely at the top and this is what she worked her whole life to achieve and that her parents were proud of her and that they were just working, that's all. She sounded more like she was trying to convince herself that, that was the truth. When I first met her she was sweet and kind, wouldn't hurt a fly. Not one cuss word would pass her lips but slowly Alex and Angela along with this business changed her. She stopped caring about feeling and faces were a dime a dozen. Sure enough the women in her bed just became a blur to her. It was like she lost her soul. Her eyes wouldn't shine anymore and her smile was fake for every fan that told her they wanted to be just like her. The alcohol was in her hand as soon as she was up in the morning and helped to put her to sleep at night. It wasn't until two years ago that we all got together to confront her and what I mean by we is minus Alex and Angela. Those two couldn't careless as long as she could perform. We had a very angry brunette on our hands when we pulled the intervention. it took her months of therapy and anonymous AA meetings to get her at the very least sober on a day to day basis. no one knew this was happening but the five of us and obviously her. eventually, the therapy made a very small break through with her and Rachel's idea for the land and house started to come to fruition but still there was sadness there. We did all that we could do we didn't know how to fix it, than Danielle came along and blew all her progress to bits and has been holding her by a short leash." Quinn grit her teeth at the mention of Danielle. She knew when it came to her Quinn was going to have a fight on her hands. "She came in with good and bad news. I think it's taken everything Rachel has not to lose it on the women. Rachel started getting depressed again. She had good days but Danielle would purposely do something to ruin it than laugh in Rachel's face." He shook his head and than looked at Quinn seriously than a slow smile crept onto his face. "Than you and Beth came along and it was like watching a time machine transform her into the Rachel Berry we all met when she first signed her contract. Happy, bubbly bouncing Rachel Berry. She talked and talked about you and Beth non stop, It was the happiest I'd seen her in years." He let out a bellowed laugh at Quinn's blushed smile. Quinn couldn't believe Rachel spoke of her and Beth so much but from what it sounded like. It seemed she was just happy to have someone from her past back in her life. "So, that is why I thank you.. because you've given us back a family member whose been lost for far to long." Tim finished with tears in his eyes. "Thank you, Quinn Fabray." He said as he pulled her into a bear hug.
After they packed up everything. They drove in silence back to Larry's Diner. Quinn thanked Tim again for giving her the time to collect and prepare herself to tell Beth. They hugged one last time than he left. Quinn walked to Rachel's car and got in. Buckling up she took a deep breathe and prepared herself for what was to come. To be honest after everything Tim told her she was still in shock. She couldn't believe that had happened. She also couldn't believe Rachel's manager and publicist. They were disgusting people. She wanted to scream at them or fire them but she knew she couldn't. Another thing that blew her mind was the fact that Rachel's parents were none the wiser, she wondered if they even knew where Rachel was at the moment. The more she thought about it the more upset she got. She wanted to hurt all the people that hurt the brunette. She wanted to take Rachel in her arms and protect her from the world. She knew she couldn't realistically shield the brunette from the world but she sure as hell would try. Pulling up to Marisol's building the blonde cut the engine. Sitting back she took deep calming breathes. How the hell was she going to explain this to Beth. How could she look into her baby girls eyes and tell her what happened to her best friend. Her only friend besides Marisol and her mother. She sighed deeply and stepped out of the car. It was going on 4 o' clock.
She made her way into the building and began climbing the stairs. A heavy burden of sadness weighed her down. Once she reached her destination she knocked on the door and waited. The door opened only to her surprise it was Miguel. Upon seeing it was Quinn his eyes misted with tears as he pulled her into a fatherly hug. Quinn immediately began to cry, though she fought her hardest not to.
"Mommy!" Beth's happy voice seized the blondes chest. She knew what she had to do but didn't want to have to do it.
Quinn turned slowly making sure to wipe her tears away the best she could. "Hey, sweetheart." She tried to speak evenly but her voice shook upon seeing Beth's smiling face but that changed as soon as she saw her mother's face in return.
"What's wrong, mommy?" Beth ask as she made her way over to Quinn. Marisol and Miguel left the two blondes in the living room to give them privacy. Quinn walked Beth over to the couch and sat her down. Quinn kept eye contact searching for something she wasn't sure of. Quinn cleared her throat and licked her dried lips. Preparing herself for what she was sure would be the hardest news she's ever had to deliver and that includes having to tell her family she was pregnant.
"Beth, honey, There's something I have to tell you and it's very serious but I want you to know that no matter what I love you and I'm here for you if you want to talk about it after, ok?" Quinn ask softly doing her best to keep her emotions in check. Beth nodded her understanding. "Ok, what I have to tell you has to do with Rachel." At sound of the brunettes name she could see her daughter tense up.
"What's wrong is she sick?" Beth ask.
"Sort of but not really. You see, honey there-" Quinn had to swallow the lump in her throat as she stared back into the wide eyes of her daughter. "There- There's been an accident." Quinn's voice wavered slightly. Beth looked at her unsure her eyebrows furrow in confusion.
"What kind of accident? Like when I broke your necklace or like when I fell off the monkey bars at the park?" Quinn strained a little as she smiled at her daughters intelligence. She took a deep breath. "Like when you fell of the monkey bars, honey." The blonde spoke softly.
"Did you kiss her boo boo to make it better? Because it always makes me feel better." Quinn shook her head no. "Why not, you should. Come on mommy. Let's go see Rachel and you can kiss it to make it better." Beth hopped off the couch and began gathering her things. Quinn was frozen in place trying to collect herself. "Come on, mommy. We have to go see if Rachel's ok." Beth said as she walked over to Quinn and grabbed her hand to pull her up except Quinn didn't move. She couldn't even if she wanted to.
"Come on, mommy! We have to go see Rachel! We have bring her soup and animal crackers so she'll get better, come on mommy!" Beth spoke urgently pulling at Quinn's hands to get her mother moving. Quinn's tears cascaded down her face in silent agony. Clearing her throat she spoke in a strained voice that shook with uncontrollable emotion.
"Swe-Sweetie.." Quinn took Beth's hands in her own. Forcing herself to make eye contact she took a deep breath. "Sweetie, that won't won't work.." Beth ceased all movement making eye contact with her mother.
"Why? You always give it to me when I'm sick or hurt.. I always feel better.. Why are you crying, mommy?" Beth ask softly. Quinn shook her head trying to clear it enough to give her 6 year old daughter the answer without scaring her.
"Well, Rachel was.. Sh-She was in ca-" Quinn took another breathe. "She was in a car accident and we don't know much about it, yet." Quinn said with as much control as she could muster but it did nothing for her resolve as she watched how her words affected her daughter and she wished she could erase them from her minds eye as soon as the flash of emotions hit. Beth's eyes filled with tears as her breathing became erratic. Shaking her head as the first sob hit. Quinn scooped up her daughter into her arms rocking her back and forth as they cried together.
"Is-Is she... Did she go with the angels, mo-mommy?" Beth ask in a tearful whisper.
"Oh no! Baby, she's still alive! Like I said earlier we just don't know if she's ok... We have to wait but we don't know anything yet.." Quinn spoke immediately doing her best to put her daughters fears to rest as her own fears along with her imagination conjured up the worst, because the truth was she wasn't even sure if Rachel WAS alive. That thought alone sent her into another bout of tears that she had no control over. Beth continued to cry as well, they both cried holding tightly to each other for a while until Beth finally past out from exhaustion. Marisol offered for them to stay the night but Quinn new she had to meet Alison at her place within the hour. She hadn't realized how late it was. She said her goodbyes to the elder couple and got Beth situated in Rachel's car. The drive was solemn. When she reached her apartment she did her best to be as quiet as she could as she carried Beth upstairs. The apartment was freezing as usual when they walked in. She felt like she hadn't been there in ages when really she had been there just that morning. She walked over to her opened pull out couch, Thankful they forgot to fold it back in. She was so occupied she didn't notice the front door never clicked shut. She tucked her daughter in with a kiss to her forehead and an I love you accompanied by teary eyes. Just as she stood up a strong hand covered her mouth as the other wrapped around her waist. She tried to scream but it was muffled.
"Shhh-Shhh.. I wouldn't scream if I were you. We wouldn't want to scare Beth or worse make her watch her mother get hurt.." The moment the voice registered Quinn froze in fear. She stared at her daughters peaceful body as her own began to shake uncontrollably.
"Now there's a good girl, mmmm... You smell so fucking good.." The man spoke as he rubbed himself into her back side. Quinn shut her eyes as she felt bile rise from her throat. She couldn't believe she was being sexually violated in front of her daughter. "Now I'm going to let go of your mouth and if your smart you'll know it's best if you don't scream unless you want Beth to pay for your actions." "Quinn nodded in agreement. Slowly the hands on her removed themselves. Quinn spun around using her body as a shield to protect her daughter from her attacker.
"What are you doing here?" Quinn asked in anger, just having him in her home made her skin crawl and tainted her homes safety.
"I think the question you want to ask is why? but to answer your questions I haven't seen you at the school in the mornings and you still need to keep up your end of the bargain." Quinn stared at the principal in fury. She couldn't believe it had come this far where she and Beth weren't even safe in there own home.
"And I'm sure you remember our last encounter.. Nothing will ever happen between us. Now, you can let yourself out." Quinn spoke strongly and with confidence.
"See now this is why we had a problem last time. You have to much mouth for your own good and my promise stands.. social services wi-" Quinn cut him off before he could continue.
"There's nothing you can do, I have proof and if you don't lea-" Mr. Turner cut Quinn off with a sick laugh that crawled up her back.
"You mean this proof." He pulled a tape recorder from his pocket and Quinns eyes bulged out her head. "He was in there apartment before we got home?!" Quinn thought to herself in disbelief. The blonde felt tears slide down her face as fear once again reinstated itself in her heart, she looked at Beth still peacefully sleeping on the bed. She felt stupid and humiliated, she felt disgusted and used but most of all she felt alone. She wished Rachel was there. She just wanted to be engulfed in the feeling of safety she felt whenever she was in the brunettes arms but she knew that was no longer an option. He had her right where he wanted her and there was no one to call anymore. The only person she could call was currently fighting for there own life. Quinn new what was coming next but she also wasn't a cowered and she refused to show any sign of weakness nor give him the satisfaction of feeling as though he'd won. She would go to her grave fighting for the rights of her child.
"So? Just because you found the recorder doesn't change anything. I stand by my decision. Now leave!" Quinn spoke with authority holding his eye contact fiercely. He watches her confused for a moment before he speaks.
"Do you understand that your daughter will be removed from your custody permanently or are you that stupid to think that I won't make the call?" Mr. Turner ask in anger.
"Go ahead and make your call. I don't care because no matter what you do, I will fight you back as long as I have to. NOW LEAVE!" Quinn spoke back just as aggressively.
"You stupid bitch!" The principal advanced on her but was cut off two feet from the blonde.
"What's going on here?" Alison spoke from the front door. The blonde and principal stared each other down before he spoke.
"Nothing.. I was just leaving.. I'll see you soon, Ms. Fabray." Principal turner spoke deeply.
"Be sure to let a bus hit you on your way home." Quinn said back with attitude. Quinn kept her eye on him the entire time he made his exit. She walked to her window to make sure he left the building she took a deep breath as she shut her eyes and dropped her head in exhaustion. She jump in fear as a hand came to rest on her shoulder.
"Are you alright?" Alison ask. "Who was that guy?" She asked in worry.
"Nobody.. Just the bane of my existence." Quinn replied.
"Ok.. Are you sure you want to go over everything tonight? You look a bit tired." Alison ask
"Yes.. It's fine I wouldn't be able to sleep if I wanted to." Quinn replied in such a soft emotional whisper that Alison felt every word in her core. Something told her not to let the blonde out her sight. Not to mention what she heard when she was coming up the stairs. She remembered Rachel had spoken to her about a man who had been harassing Quinn and how she had hired a private investigator but she wasn't sure if she went through with it but what she was sure of was that she would keep watch as Rachel was not able to cover her own post for a while and she would have to hire a body guard but until then, Tim would have to do especially if Quinn was going to get any rest tonight. If what she heard was anything to go by, Quinn needed help or whoever the hell that was sticks to his promise and ruin the blondes life.
"Hey? How about some Chinese? I'm starving. I'm sure you must be too. I'll call Tim to have him pick it up." Alison spoke with a warm smile.
"That actually sounds amazing.. Thank you for the offer and for coming.. You have no idea what having you here means to me." Quinn replied emotionally.
"No problem, what are friends for.." Alison smiled in return.