MARCH 20TH 2018.
Rachel, sighed with annoyance.
"Ok, so here's what's going to happen. We'll rest up because we'll need all the energy we can get."
"Than I'll go out in search of the guard exit. Hopefully, we'll find the exit out of this building."
"If I can find a map that would be great. It would show us where exactly in the building we are right now."
"Than we'll have to devise a plan to get us to rendezvous point. After reaching rendezvous, we'll still have to make the journey back to base to figure out how to get you guys home." Rachel finished.
The other three women nodded.
Shelby and Frannie walked to the far side of the room to get privacy.
Santana walked to the other side and leaned against the wall.
Before sliding down to a sitting position with her knees pulled up to her chest.
She felt so alone and confused.
All she wanted was Britney but no.
She was stuck here with Berry and the other Fabray with Berry's look a like.
How fucked up is that? She knew she shouldn't have followed the brunette.
She had been on her way to meet a few of the cheerios and jocks to hang out but the second she noticed Rachel behind the wheel with a blonde in the passenger seat.
Her anger kicked in and the wild thoughts of Britney sleeping with Rachel.
The thought her being with Rachel had caused her to swerve after the brunette instantly.
If she had known that it would ultimately cause her to some how be brought to the future, she would have met her group of friends.
Now she's stuck here with Britney miles away some where waiting for them.
She doesn't even want to wait for Rachel to say when they could leave.
She didn't need the brunette's permission and she's more than sure she could handle this on her own, now that shock has worn off.
She wanted to find Britney on her own but knew if she tried to leave.
It would cause an argument and probably alert whatever the hell those things are to find them.
So she decided against it.. For now.
Shelby sat in Frannie's's lap with her arms around the blonde's neck.
Frannie just finish explaining everything from start to finish.
Shelby sat with wide eyes full of fear and disbelief.
"So, Quinn in our past is actually older than us now?"
Frannie nodded.
"And she came back to our past using Britney's design for a time machine that she replicated?"
Again Frannie nodded.
"To not only save every one but especially my daughter. Who she's secretly in love with but not so secretly because she was married to my daughter in her own past?"
"Yes."
"And this Rachel in front of us is from our past only grown up from her own future? Who came back with future Britney to help future Quinn save us all?"
"Exactly."
"And the reason we're in a prison is because your sister murdered your father and was caught. So, future you, Rachel and Britney came here to rescue her?"
"Yes."
"Wow.."
"Yeah, pretty much. I had no words for a while after I first found out. I was actually terrified to tell you. I was scared you'd have me committed and leave me." Frannie said.
"I'll admit this would have seemed like a crazy story, if you had told me before this. I can't honestly say if I would have believed you or not but.. I know now and when we go back. I'll know and hopefully be able to help." Shelby said with a small smile.
"That sounds amazing. I'm actually happy I don't have to convince you the hard way. Now, we can just be together. No secrets or hiding our relationship this time. Every one knows we're a couple at the base. I'm tired of hiding. Russell already knows now. Which is why I was hoping you'd consider moving into the sub base with me. I don't know at what time frame we're going back to but I'm sure we'll get there before Quinn can murder him. I don't feel right letting you live at your house by yourself knowing he's wandering around watching you. Not now that I know the truth."
"I would love to move in with you. I can't wait." Shelby said with a breathtaking smile.
"I love you, Shelby. So fucking much."
"I love you, too, Baby. I'll always love you."
The two kissed passionately against the back wall.
Unknowingly across the room from the two kissing was a jealous Santana, as she felt herself yearning for her own blonde.
Her eyes darted to Rachel and immediately felt jealousy hit her hard at the reminder that she lost her girl to the freak loser Rachel Berry.
She hated Rachel with everything in her in that moment.
She wished she could get rid of the brunette for good so she could have Britney back all to herself.
Tears pricked her eyes at the thought of the blonde and how scared she must be.
As her mind conjured up images of Britney being mauled by one of those creepy things out there alone with no one to keep her safe.
While Berry stood by casually, obviously not worried about Britney.
It seemed like she was more in love with a disgusting looking creepy undead Quinn.
Some girlfriend Berry is.
How could Berry care more about Quinn when she had Britney?
Who would want any one else when they had Britney?
Yeah, she herself was in the closet and still slept with guys but that was just a cover.
If her parents found out they'd lose it.
She doesn't even want to know what her abuela would think.
Santana's thoughts began driving her crazy as she thought about Britney being killed.
While she was stuck there watching disgusting old people make out and have to deal with the presence of the bane of her existence.
Rachel walked toward the window to think in private.
She couldn't believe she had some how brought people from the past back to her future.
She also couldn't believe she hadn't got there in time to save Quinn.
Her heart ached as her mind flashed with her undead wife's face.
Tears welled in her eyes but she did her best to keep her whimpers silent by biting her lip.
She wiped discreetly at her tears.
This wasn't suppose to happen. They only came to help.
To stop Russell from killing Quinn, Frannie, Shelby and her father's.
Now by she and Britney speaking the truth they caused Quinn to go over the deep end.
She knew talking about her pregnancy would hurt Quinn and assist in said deep end but she felt her wife had a right to know.
She felt like it had been her own fault that she lost their baby.
That's a secret she'd been holding in for so long.
That ate at her in ways she couldn't explain.
She had yearned to tell Quinn for years and finally she could.
She had to.
Now, she wonders if she shouldn't have but than another part of her felt like she would have been betraying her wife by lying.
Rachel sighed deeply. She had to get back.
She had to see Quinn.
Stop Quinn from making this future their reality.
Because she realized in every future, past Quinn seemed to be a key integral part of the their survival.
Like she needed to live in order for them to stop this from happening.
Because in both her own future and this future with Quinn dead everything seemed to fall apart.
From Quinn's original past that started it all.
She is the lone survivor.
It was Quinn who had the idea to rob the banks and bring that money back to the present to create the sub base.
It was she who replicated the first time machine.
Rachel had fallen apart when past Quinn in Rachel's own time died.
Which ruined the continuation of the sub base and evacuation plan as a whole.
Every one couldn't cope with the lost.
Quinn had to live.
Keeping Quinn alive would have to be a top priority.
Because if she's right, Quinn is literally the key to their survival in any past, present or future.
JANUARY, 2012.
RACHEL AND FINN.
"You are such a self righteous, egotistical, giant oaf! I can not believe I even agreed to date you!"
"Hey! Your the one who chased after me! I didn't come drooling over you because your annoying big words are too distracting to even consider being with you!"
Rachel gasped in surprise that he would say some thing so hateful but anger doused the flames instantly.
"Maybe if you picked up a book every once in a while you'd understand common intellectual stimulation in conversation!" Rachel fumed.
Finn stared at her in confusion for a moment before throwing his hands up in frustrated anger.
"Stop that!" He yelled with a glare.
"See! You can't even understand a simple sentence! That isn't my fault and is no excuse for you not to listen when I speak!"
"Than stop talking like you swallowed a dictionary and maybe I'd actually want to talk to you!"
"Says the guy that only understands foose hockey or what ever it is that you like to yammer about!"
"It's foot! Ballll! This is why I can't talk to you! You never understand anything!"
"That's the pot calling the kettle black if I ever heard it! You can't even understand basic instructions to put together a dresser!"
"That was one time!"
Down stairs in the kitchen Hiram and Judy sat and listened to the argument that seemed to have no end.
"I don't even think they realize that they're not actually arguing about what originally started the argument." Hiram said with a deep sigh.
"Most likely not." Judy said with a smile secretly hoping this would be the end of Finchel so her daughter could finally have her wife back.
After a two hour semi nap Rachel stood up and walked to the center of the room.
She took in Frannie and Shelby in sadness for what she was about to ask but Frannie was the only logical choice.
"Alright, listen up." The brunette spoke in a low tone.
Frannie and Shelby untangled themselves from each other and walked to the brunette in the center of the room while holding hands.
Rachel looked to Santana who had been sulking in anger for the same allotted time.
Rachel raised her eyebrow in expectancy at the Latina.
Santana rolled her eyes and stood up to join the women in the center of the room in their little huddle.
"So, I know that right now you guys are either worried or terrified but we can't lose focus. We can get out of here. We just have to be present mentally, smart about our choices and quieter than a mouse. Now, I'm going out to find the guard exit but I can't go alone."
"Oh hell no! I am not following the biggest toddler like loser in our school to my death!" Santana spoke loudly.
Frannie slammed her hand over Santana's mouth before a glowering Rachel could.
"Shhhh! Are you trying to get us killed!" Frannie growled out.
Rachel glared at Santana before speaking again. "I wasn't referring to you.."
"Than who?" Shelby asked nervously.
"Frannie."
Shelby's eyes widened as her stomach bottomed out.
Her eyes welled with fearful tears instantly.
"Shelby, listen to me. I promise, you that I will not let anything happen to Frannie. I swear that on my life."
Santana snorted. "Yeah right." She muttered under her breath.
Rachel whipped around on her with fire in her eyes.
"You got something to say, Lopez?"
"Other than the fact that your as selfish and self righteous as they come. So no, I don't see you protecting any one but yourself. I'd be shocked if Frannie made it 3 minutes with you before you shove her to those things in your haste to get away."
"You think you know me?"
"Yeah, I do."
"I'm not the Rachel you seem to think I am, Lopez. I'm a little colder when it comes to people I don't need or want around. If I were you." Rachel spoke low and threatening as she stepped into the latina's space in turn causing the girl to step back on instinct.
"I'd watch what I say and what I do. Because I could literally feed you to the zombies now than go back to your time where you'd still be alive. Than let you go on crying over some one you never deserved to begin with and allow you to live out the last few years of your youth before this apocalypse hits again and let you die, again. So, once again for the people in the back, if I were you I'd watch my fucking mouth and childish attitude. That's what caused you to lose Britney to begin with."
Those words hit home hard the way they were meant to and the Latina lunged for Rachel.
But Rachel already saw the fire burning in the girls eyes, so she expected the attack.
She caught Santana mid swing grasping her wrist and using her own momentum against her.
By twisting her wrist and flipping her entire body over slamming her into the floor, knocking the wind out of her as she landed flat on her back.
Frannie and Shelby's jaws dropped at the lightening speed that Rachel used.
"Is it wrong that, that makes me feel so much better about you going?" Shelby asked causing Frannie to snort in laughter.
Santana huffed in anger as she stood up aggressively and stormed back to her corner.
Frannie pulled Shelby in by the waist and Rachel took that as her cue to give the couple privacy and went back to the window.
"Don't worry. I promise I'll be extra careful. I have Rachel with me and she's experienced. Everything will be ok. I promise." Frannie said as she did her best to console a trembling tearful Shelby who had a death grip on her in a hug.
Frannie pulled back to cup her cheeks.
"I promise you. Nothing is going to happen to me. I'll be damned if I don't get you back home safely so we can finally move in together and be out, happy and proud." Frannie said with a smile.
"I know, I know.. I just.. Frannie, I love you so much! I don't know what I would do if anything happened to you."
Shelby spoke with so much honest emotion in her tone and eyes, that Frannie literally felt the words crawling under her skin.
"God, I love too. So, So much, baby!" Frannie whimpered out as the reality set in for her that if something went wrong out there she could die or worse Shelby.
"I hate to break this up guys but we have to go while there's still light. There's obviously no power which means that when night hits. It will be pitch black." Rachel said.
Frannie nodded she gazed into the woman she loves eyes as Shelby gazed back.
They both leaned forward to capture the other's lips in desperation, passion and fear.
Rachel once again gave them privacy. They pulled away in with tears.
"I will see you in a few, baby." Frannie assured.
Shelby nodded jerkily. "I.. I love you, Frannie." Shelby whimpered out with trembling lips.
"I love you, too." Frannie replied as she stepped away holding on to Shelby's hand until she couldn't any more.
Shelby wrapped her arms around herself in a protective worried manner as her tears fell stronger but she bit her lip to keep in her cries.
"Ra..Rachel?" Shelby called softly just as the brunette was about to pass her.
Rachel turned to her in expectancy.
"I know it won't mean anything to you but.. Please, be careful. I'm not only talking about Frannie, I mean you as well." Shelby said and before she could stop herself she propelled forward pulling the shorter brunette into a bone crushing hug.
"I know you won't believe me but I love you. I love you so much. Please come back to me safely." Shelby whimpered quietly to Rachel.
The older woman gasped a second later in surprise when she felt Rachel's strong arms encircle her just as fiercely.
"I believe you and I will. I love you, too, mom." Rachel spoke assuredly.
Shelby whimpered at the words that she secretly yearned to hear from her daughter but honestly thought she never would.
Rachel pulled back and stepped away.
"We'll be back soon." Rachel assured and Shelby nodded.
Santana watched the entire thing in jealousy still and now slight fear that their obvious only answer to getting out of that hell hole was currently leaving them behind.
She didn't like the diva but if she was their only way out than yeah, Santana felt fear slowly creeping within her.
JANUARY, 2012.
FINN AND RACHEL.
"Your going to regret this, Rachel!" Finn yelled as he stormed down the stairs.
"Obviously it's what you really want anyway! So don't try and blame this on me! I'm just giving you what you want, seeing as how I'm clearly ruining your popularity that's so precious to you! Spare me the guilt trip!" Rachel yelled back as she followed him down the strairs.
Finn whirled on her. "You know what? I'm glad I broke up with you!"
"I broke up with you, you buffoon!" Rachel shouted back.
Causing Judy and Hiram to winced as the disbelieving shrill bellowed through out the house. Finding their ears in the kitchen.
"You know why?" Finn continued like he didn't hear the obvious truth that she actually broke up with him literally 4 minutes prior. Hence, him storming out in huff.
"Because now you won't have to hurt yourself trying to understand proper English?" Rachel growled back full of attitude.
"Because now I don't have to listen to your annoying voice and I get to date hot girls! Hotter than you and you know what? I may even decide to get back with Quinn since she's actually popular." Finn said with a smirk.
He knew Quinn said she was gay but maybe she still liked him enough that she would consider it but also he said it to hurt Rachel's feelings the way she had just hurt his.
It seemed to have the desired affect because Rachel gasped in agony but not for the reason Finn thought.
She gasped because jealousy took hold of her instantly as she realized it was true.
He could have Quinn again and she couldn't because Quinn wasn't gay.
If Quinn did get back together with Finn than what would happen to their friendship?
She'd lose her best friend to the fact that Quinn would be Finn's girl and you never chose someone else over your significant other, right?
"Have fun staying a loser without me." Finn said slamming the final nail in the coffin as he spun around and stormed out of the house.
That lasted all of two seconds before Rachel's words knocked him back in severe embarrassment as he made his way to his car.
The brunette opened the door and shouted.
"OH YEAH! I'LL HAVE PLENTY OF FUN WITHOUT HAVING TO DEAL WITH YOUR SLOPPY SALIVA FILLED KISSES AND YOUR INABILITY TO NOT JIZZ YOUR PANTS EVERY TIME YOU KISS A GIRL! YOU MIGHT WANT TO WARN YOUR NEXT GIRLFRIEND ABOUT YOUR LITTLE EARLY ARRIVAL PROBLEM! ALSO LET HER KNOW NOT TO BECOME TOO JEALOUSY WHEN YOU HAVE TO SCREAM OUT FOR THE MAILMAN INSTEAD OF HER!" Rachel yelled so loud you could hear her insult across the neighbors yards.
Judy and Hiram's jaws hit the floor before they snorted in laughter.
Finn spluttered by his truck in utter shock and embarrassment.
Rachel slammed the door to her house than stormed back upstairs.
She was so over Finn Hudson. Come to think of it, she's never wanted him to begin with.
All she wanted is the former head cheerleader but now that she thought about Finn's words, maybe she won't actually have her anymore.
Santana shook in nervous fear.
Rachel and Frannie had been gone too long.
Her anxiety was getting the better of her.
Her head snapped up as she heard a sound.
"Did you hear that?!" Santana whimpered to Shelby.
"No, I didn't hear anything." Shelby said nervously as her eyes scanned the room.
Silence engulfed them. Santana was getting antsy.
Shelby stood by the window gazing out at all the zombies walking down below.
She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared.
She'd be lying if she said she didn't think that she was dreaming.
She'd be lying once more if she said her heart wasn't thumping madly at the fact that her girlfriend and her only daughter were out in the halls, alone trying to find a safe way out.
It didn't help matters that Santana was scaring her with her paranoia.
"I can't do this!" Santana said before standing up and heading straight for the door. Shelby ran after the brunette.
"Santana!" Shelby whispered harshly.
"I need to find Britney.." Santana whimpered out in silent tears.
The Latina couldn't wait. She felt every second that ticked by was causing her to going crazy.
The longer she waited the more images clouded her mind of them being found in that room by the zombies.
Of Britney being eaten alive by a zombie. Just zombies period.
Shelby chased after the jogging brunette finally she caught her by the wrist bringing the girl to a halt.
Santana fought to be released from Shelby's surprising firm grip.
"Let go of me!"
"Santana, Please! Rachel and Frannie will be back soon to get us!"
"Bullshit! Rachel doesn't care about us! I'm her bully and you didn't want her, so no! She isn't coming back for us! They've been gone long enough! They probably found a way out and left us here!"
"They wouldn't do that!" Shelby tried to reassure.
"The hell they wouldn't! Frannie's a Fabray! Fabray's are only out for themselves and Rachel doesn't even like you!" Santana fired back
Shelby felt the sting of those words but chose to ignore them in favor of trying to get the girl to calm down and think rationally.
"Look, neither you or I know anything about the future and we can't protect our selves but Rachel can protect us!. So, please come back to the room. I promise their coming back for us.." Just as Shelby said the words a scraping sound was heard.
The two whipped their heads around but didn't see anything.
In fact, Santana had been running without a destination and Shelby had been chasing the girl blindly.
Neither of them paid any attention to the way they had taken and now they were in a large hall they didn't recognize.
"Oh god.." Santana whimpered.
"Shh!" Shelby shushed.
Again their heads whipped at a sound but in the opposite direction the first sound was heard.
"Wh.. Which way did we come from?" Shelby whispered.
"I.. I don't know. I don't remember." Santana whispered back in fear.
"Come on. We should lea" Before Shelby could finish her sentence a zombie barreled out of a broken side door across from them.
Causing the women to scream and run.
If they had known better they would have realized they were running in the opposite direction of the safe room Rachel and Frannie had left them in.
TOM SILLMAN, JANUARY 2012.
Tom Sillman was currently on his way to began marking work on the road leading out of Lima.
It was his job to set up all the 'ROAD WORK AHEAD.' signs.
They were about to start reconstruction of the old road because of several complaints to the city council.
As he drove he caught a glimpse of a gaping hole in the rows of corn fields.
He slowed his truck down to a stop than reversed backward on the isolated road.
He stopped just in front of it and stared for a moment.
It was clear the area had been run over by a vehicle.
It was so out of place and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his gut.
Frannie and Rachel.
The two woman stood before the door that would be their exit out of the prison.
It wasn't easy to find but they had come across severely arrow signs that directed them to the exit door.
Rachel currently had one foot on each of Frannie's shoulder's, working as quietly as possible open the vent above them.
The door they needed to exit from was locked from the other side for some reason.
The brunette sighed in relief when she finally got the vent to open.
"Ok, I'm going to hop in and crawl to the other side. Remember stay against the wall. Don't move or breath loudly. If you see a zombie stay put until it passes and if it does attack go straight for the head." Rachel whispered down to Frannie.
Frannie nodded. Than Rachel hoisted herself up into the vent.
Frannie walked to the corner beside the door Rachel was suppose to open, when she reached the other side.
The brunette crawled to the next vent that was above the entrance way to the exit door she needed to open.
Rachel looked back and forth the best she could through the slits but couldn't really see anything.
She swiveled her body around than used her feet to stomp against the vent until it broke open.
Frannie was waiting as instructed when she heard two screams she wished she didn't hear.
Her heart seized in her chest as Shelby's distinct scream could be heard.
Frannie took off like a rocket in the direction she heard it from.
Rachel was just about to jump down into the next room when she heard two screams echo through out the vents.
"Shit!" The brunette whispered.
If she crawled back to the first vent.
She'd waste time and possibly lose their chance to get back to that door and repeat her entrance without having zombies around.
But if she didn't it could possibly cost a life.
She than realized they could still go back.
They could go back to the past before any of them had been brought to this future.
You couldn't waste opportunities because by not taking this chance to unlock that door.
They could potentially be stuck there longer or worse all of them could die in there.
The brunette made her decision and dropped down into the room.
Frannie's heart thudded madly in her chest as the screams echoed from so many different angles she couldn't tell where the two women were.
She had been running in circles until finally she caught sight of Santana and Shelby running through a hall a little ahead of her.
Following them was a zombie a woman a little bigger and taller than Frannie herself.
The blonde bolted towards the running trio.