Sorry about the wait. I have an exam in pharmacology I have to prepare, so it took all of my time. Hope you like it either way :)

It was a cold and rainy night when Quinn landed in Ohio. It wasn't gracefully, it was like more, flat on her ass and her sack next to her. She growled as she felt the rain hit her hard in her face.

"God dammit" Quinn muttered as she stood up and tried to see where she was. It seemed like a park as the grass was trimmed and flowers scattered around. Quinn picked up her sack and walked her way through the park until she hit what seemed like a road. There were streetlights following the road. The houses were very different than home and it all seemed so confusing to the blonde. How the lights could still be on in the rain, baffled Quinn, but right now she needed to find somewhere to stay. She walked through the rain, feeling her hair sticking to her face and her clothes soaked until she found something that looked like a shop. It had big lights on the frontside of the building and it blinded Quinn for a short while before she walked towards the door. She stopped abruptly as the door opened on its own. She looked around but found no one who could have opened it for her. She took step back and watched how the door closed again. Quinn removed the sticky hair from her face and bit her lip before she tentatively took a step forward which made the door open again. She looked around the door as she stepped inside the bright shop. Quinn´s eyes widened as she saw how big it was and how many things there was scattered around.

"Can I help you?" A nasal voice said from her side. Quinn looked towards her and saw a younger black-haired woman standing behind a desk with raised eyebrows. Quinn stepped closer and noticed how the woman looked her up and down. The woman had some tight black pants on and an even tighter shirt on, along with a tag pinned to her shirt. ´Susan´ it said.

"Uhm yes, please. Could you tell mere where the inn is located?" Quinn asked her. She could feel the water drip from her clothes onto the floor, which made Susan glare at her.

"The inn? Do you mean the motel? That's the only one have around here"

"Okay, where´s this motel then?" She asked her.

"On Roschman Ave" Quinn just stared at her. Susan sighed and described the way to her. Quinn left the shop shortly after and almost bumped into a tall man who looked at her with a smirk before he laughed. Quinn walked hastily away and followed the description. She needed shelter and she needed it now. She was cold, tired and soaked to the bone. She looked up at the sky, it didn't seem like it would stop soon, and Quinn briefly wished her back home in her warm hut. It took a while before she made it as she had turned the wrong way once. A sign above the door, told her where the reception was. She stepped into the reception and looked around before she saw a man looking into a little black box. Quinn stopped at the desk when she spotted a small bell. She pushed it and it let out a loud sound which made the man jump. He stared at her before he stood up grumbling to himself.

"Can I help you?" He snarled. Quinn was surprised by the hostility she had encountered so far in this world.

"I need a room" She answered him. He turned around and took a key from a small locker.

"Room 276. It costs 25$ each night. No room services. How are you going to pay? "Quinn blinked. 25$? That sounds ed expensive, but she remembered that everything was different here. She took out the small card, April had given her, from her pouch and gave it to him. She looked at him as he took her card and did his thing. He looked filthy and he smelled too, not that it was any different than her own world. Apparently, men were the same all over. He handed the card back to her and she noticed his dirty hands. "We charge for each night at 12 am, so if you want to check out, be here before noon. Here´s your key, have a good night" He said, handed her they key and sat down in front of the small black box again. Quinn leaned over and saw small pictures appearing on the screen. "Need something else?" The man growled. Quinn shook her head and turned around with a small growl and walked towards the room. She quickly found it and locked herself inside. The room was cold and dark. It was very unpersonal, but what to expect. Everything was so new to her, so much that she didn't know what to think. So many new impressions and she knew it wasn't everything she had seen so far. She unceremoniously dropped her sack on the floor as she looked around the strange room. A matching black box, like the one with the man before, was sitting on a dresser and the bed was huge. There wasn't much light in the room except from the outside streetlamp. Quinn looked around for a fireplace but found none. Weird people, how did they get light or warmth? She shook her head and decided she would figure that out in the morning. She sat down on the bed and was pleasantly surprised by its softness. As she sat there, the journey to this world hit her. The world was so foreign to her, but Quinn wasn't afraid. She had been told what to do. April had given her some books about what to expect, where she had them from, she wouldn't tell, and Quinn had studied them and then decided to bring them along, so she could read them as many times as she wanted to. Quinn noticed a door to her right and stood up to inspect it. She opened it and was surprised to see a silhouette of herself staring back at her. She chuckled to herself. A mirror of course. As she stepped inside the room, she almost tripped on something and reached out for the doorframe and the room lightened up which made Quinn jump.

"What the…" She mumbled and turned to see what had caused this and found her hand on a switch. She pushed it down and the light disappeared. She turned it on again and Quinn was impressed yet cautious about what made this happen. There was what seemed to be a toilet to her right as there was water on the bottom in it. A button was on the top of it and she pushed it, which made the toilet flush. Quinn pushed it again to see it again, and decided that the person who had invented this, was a genius. A sink was next to it with small taps. She knew about this, so she turned them, and very clean water came out. She smiled at the thought of not getting outside to get water. She turned it off and looked at the tub. This she also recognized but this time there was a tap connected to a long hose with a head thingy on. She turned it on and cold water poured out on her. She jumped back and watched how the water ran down. She touched the water and it was now nice and warm. It was like a bath but quicker she thought. She used the opportunity to dress down and step into the shower and let the warm water run down her cold body. It felt nice and Quinn could easily get used to this. A little bottle stood on the side of the tub. Quinn picked it up and opened it. It smelled like soap, a nice one. She used it and cleansed her body and hair again. Quinn turned off the water and stepped out of the tub. She looked around for a towel and found them hanging on a metal bar. It felt soft, not the rough one she had at home. Quinn dried her body before walking back into the other room. She sat down and picked up her wet sack. Everything was soaked and nothing she could wear. She tightened the towel around her and placed clothes different places to dry. Quinn was tried when she was finished and dropped down on the bed again. She climbed under the blankets. Tomorrow she would get some new clothes and find this Rachel. How hard could it be?

Quinn woke up a few hours later all groggy and confused about her whereabouts. She sat up as she slowly remembered that she was in Lima. She stood up and walked out to the toilet and did her business before returning. She looked at her clothes with her hands on her hips and sighed. It was still wet and now all clammy, but she had to wear something. She picked out the least wet and put it on along with her soggy boots. Quinn pulled her hair back into a ponytail and stepped out into the daylight. It was still clouded but at least it had stopped raining. Quinn could feel the chilly wind seeping through her clothes and walked a little faster towards the reception, this time finding an older woman.

"Hello dear, how can I help you?" The woman said with a bright and happy smile. Quinn smiled back to her, happy to see that not all was like those last night.

"I need to find somewhere that sell clothes. Mine got all wet last night"

"Oh yes, it was a nasty weather. Why were you outside, dear?"

"I-I was…" Quinn didn't know how to explain it. The woman just smiled at her.

"Never mind, dear. You had your reasons. Now, a store that sell clothes you said?" Quinn nodded. The old woman took a step back and pulled out a drawer underneath the desk. She pulled out a map and placed it on the desk. "Yes, I know you, modern young ones all have your smartphones and stuff, but I love an old map" She chuckled. Quinn just smiled awkwardly as she didn't have a clue about what she was talking about. "Here we are" She said and pointed on a spot on the map. Quinn looked down at her crocked finger to find the spot. "If you follow this road, and take a turn here to the right, you´ll find a few stores that sells all kind of clothes and a supermarket. I don't your style, but there should be something" She said with a smile.

"Thank you- "

"Mariann" The woman answered with a hoarse chuckled.

"Thank you, Mariann" Quinn said and smiled to her.

"If you need anything, just ask"

"I will" Quinn replied and gave her another smile before walking outside. Quinn followed the directions, getting a few looks on the way for her attire. She easily found the stores and took the first on her left. An hour later and Quinn had her hands full of bags with all kind of clothes. Clothes they called jeans, t-shirts, sweatshirts, shirts, shoes, underwear and a jacket. Quinn had been so confused by it all, but the young girl behind the desk had been kind, probably because she had money. The blonde was quick to find her way back to the motel and dropped the bags on the bed, before she sat down next to them. She found the small bag she had on the bedtable and pulled out a piece of bread she had brought with her. She still had a lot to do and priority was to get clean clothes on. Quinn changed her clothes into a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt and a comfortable pair of shoes. The clothes were comfortable to wear, much nicer than what she usually wears. She let her hair fall and put on her jacket and walked down to the reception again.

"You look nice, dear" Mariann said as soon as she stepped inside. She was sitting behind the desk, knitting something, Quinn couldn't quite decide.

"Thank you" Quinn said "I have a question for you"

"Ask away, dear" Mariann said and smiled to her.

"There should be a high school nearby"

"Yes, McKinley High School"

"Yes, I need to know the directions and how to be a student there" This was Quinn´s own plan. The Queen hadn't been too excited about that part, but Quinn had convinced her that she couldn't just randomly walk around the town, until she found Rachel. This was the best solution when they knew she was a student there. Mariann put her knitting down and frowned at her.

"How to become a student there? Don't you have parents to enrol you?" Quinn bit her lip.

"Er- "She could tell a lie or a tell half a lie. She decided for the half lie. "I don't have any parents, or I do, but they passed away" She had a father back in her own world, but she never talked to the bastard. Mariann looked sadly at her as she had her hands in front of her mouth.

"Oh, I´m so sorry, dear" She said.

"Don't be. Things happen for a reason" Quinn spoke maturely. "I need to get into that school, do I need parents to do that?"

"Technically, yes" Mariann looked at her thoughtfully.

"I really want to get to school. I had to move away from where I lived before, because of the death of my parents and I don't have any family. I just need to get an education, so I can support myself" Quinn spoke in a begging tone.

"Oh, my dear girl" Mariann said. "I can help you" Quinn immediately smiled at her. "I could make a phone call to the principal and enrol you. I could be your fake aunt" Mariann said with a hoarse chuckle. Quinn had lied to this sweet woman, and it was a bit too easy, but what could se do? She had a mission to do, so she smiled to her.

"Thank you so much! I don't know how to thank you properly"

"No one has ever become poor by giving, as you say, but you could come down here and be with me sometimes, it gets awfully quiet to sit here, and maybe you could visit this old lady"

"Of course!" Quinn promised. She knew it was a notch in her plans, but she like this woman.

"Alrighty then" Mariann said and took out a big book from underneath the desk. She opened it and skimmed through it until she found what she was looking for. "Here it is" She picked up a black thing and pushed some buttons and then she looked at Quinn. "How old are you and what is your surname, dear?"

"18 and Fabray" Quinn answered quickly. A few years here and there, she thought. Quinn listened as Mariann talked into the black thing. It must be like a telegram, just directly to the people. She was fascinated by it all.

"You start tomorrow morning at 8am. You just must show up at the principal´s office to get your schedule and books"

"Thank you again so much, Mariann" The older woman smiled at her.

"You´re welcome. Now, go out and enjoy the sun while it´s here" Mariann said with a smile. Quinn haven't even noticed the weather change and turned around to see the sun shining through the windows. Quinn nodded and walked outside with a bright smile. She was happy that her plan had worked. Now, the next stop was McKinley High and hopefully finding the lost princess.

Well, i know there´s no Rachel, but she will be there. I thought it was important that you read about Quinn´s arrival in Lima, so i hope it wasnt too boring. I hope that i can update soon, if not.. just be patient. I will update :D