Quinn's P.O.V.
If I didn't love Santana before, I definitely love her now. I have to admit her leadership skills are just so sexy. This change of plan is more my style. We're currently in the new plan and have had no hiccups. We took out the trucks as planned but I made sure to get information on how far we were from headquarters and the truck driver specifically said 25 miles left. As of right now, we've killed 15 of the troops and it's time to finish up. I look forward and see the next step of the plan taking place. The back of the semi-truck is rocking back and forth, hard. I see the brake lights of the truck come on and we all begin to slow to a stop.
The vamp driving the truck violently gets out and so do we. We corner him with our guys before he's even close to the end of the truck.
"Son of a bitch… "He whispers to himself.
"Well…we can go about this a few ways." Emily says from the left of him. He laughs humorlessly and turns to come face to face with the barrel of her gun.
"What? I tell you what you want and I live? I'm dead either way, go ahead and shoot."
"Sure you have nothing to offer?" Santana asks and he snorts. Fuck this. I make my way to stand in front of him, put the barrel of my gun to his chest and only utter one word.
"Move." The team understood the message and moved to the side of him. I then pull the trigger and watch his body drop.
"Check him." Hanna says.
"Mike. I want you to drive them back to town. Get them all set up and keep Beth close. As for the rest of you, you can go back to town. Spencer, Hanna and Em, I want you guys to stay with me and find the headquarters. Let Puck know his pack can leave too." Santana says as she goes to the back of the truck. I follow behind and watch as she opens the door.
Santana's P.O.V.
That went better than expected. I was afraid with the amount of people in the truck that it might tip over. We wouldn't have had an issue if it did but I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I unlock the doors to the back of the truck and I open it to see…less apprehensive faces. I step inside the truck and say.
"I'm Santana. Sorry about all the shit you guys have been put through but you're safe now. I'm going to have a friend of mine drive you guys back to a safe community where you can re-establish yourselves. If anyone is opposed to that, you guys can leave now or not take the offered help." No one says anything so I continue.
"It'll be a few hours but if you have any issues or questions just knock on a wall and my friend will be happy to help."
"Are you just lying to us?" I hear a man ask in the back of the truck.
"Trust me, we're only here to help. We could have let them keep you if we wanted to see you hurt." Quinn chimes in.
"What she said. Now where's Beth?" I ask. The people begin to look around until a little blonde girl starts to make her way towards me. Beth gives me a smile and I smirk at her.
"You're just a little badass in training, aren't you?" I say and Beth laughs.
"Great job kid. Now I'm going to follow up on my promise." We high five and I begin to turn and walk towards the doors of the truck, urging Beth and Quinn to follow me. They do so and after we all exit the truck I explain to everyone I'm going to lock the doors again and they'll be on their way to town.
"Now, I want you to meet someone." I say as I gesture towards Quinn.
"This is Quinn. Quinn, this is Beth. The key to our success today." Quinn smiles at her and reaches her hand out to shake Beth's. Beth takes the offered hand and they exchange hellos. I walk Beth to the passenger side of the truck and help her in. After she's all settled I tell Mike to head out. Quinn and I walk towards Em, Hanna and Spencer where they are outside of one of the trucks.
"So what now boss?" Hanna asks me.
"We're continuing our mission. We're going to find S's headquarters and then we can leave."
"Sounds good. Let's go." Emily says as she gets into the driver's seat. Everyone else gets in and Emily starts to drive.
We're there within a blink of an eye and its obviously, the right place because it's a huge mansion and when I say huge I mean, think of the biggest mansion you can and double it. There's also a huge S on the front of it. There's a long winding driveway before you get to the mansion and the yard looks about as long as a football field. From the outside, it looks like there's about 10 guards in the front and five on the sides.
"Should we try to get in there?" Spencer asks.
"Not now. They'll want to know where the truck is." Quinn says.
"We won't find anything out from here." Spencer says.
"We don't need to go inside." I say.
"There's cameras damn near everywhere. We can get a look inside from my living room." Spencer looks confused.
"We're going to hack them?" She asks and I nod.
"Oh yeah. Let's get the hell out of here Em." I say.
Within a few hours, we're back home and I'm already speaking to wheels. He's already working on it and says he should have eyes inside by tomorrow. Everyone from the truck has been placed in safe areas and I brought Beth to stay with us. I told her I'd help her find her parents and I can't do that without her so, here we are.
I don't know what it is about this kid…I couldn't just leave her. It's so weird, I don't even like kids. Beth…she just reminds me too much of Quinn, I could have sworn they even have the same scent. Once Beth was cleaned up, I realized she favors Quinn slightly. Same lips and eyes. Hm…
Well I tried to help this kid but she's not really interested in talking today. I can't blame her. I don't think I'd be chatty Kathy after almost being eaten or whatever they wanted her for. Plus, who knows how long she was traveling in that truck. I have to admit, everyone in the house tried their best to make her comfortable, though she's still not the most sociable. I set her up in a room just down the hall from mine and left her to herself. I go lie on my bed and Quinn comes in some time after.
"Today was exhausting." Quinn says as she strips out of her clothing.
"Are you okay?" I ask her and she shrugs as she walks over to the bed. She gets in and cuddles into my side with her head resting on my shoulder.
"I just wasn't prepared to see something like that." She says.
"I get it. The first time I saw that…it makes you feel so many things at once it's like your stuck. Frozen in your head. I don't want to say you get use to it but…" Quinn sighs and snuggles closer to me.
"I don't want that to happen. I don't want to be accustomed to that. I want this shit to end." She says.
"We're almost there, hell all we need is a little time to gather everyone here and then we can end everything." I tell her.
"I know. I want to kill S." I can't help the chuckle that escapes my body.
"What?" Quinn asks. I shake my head.
"Just didn't expect it. I don't care who kills the bastard, just do it. But make it painful and slow." I feel Quinn nod against me.
"So, what are we going to do with Beth?" She asks. I sigh deeply and shake my head.
"I have no idea. We both know there's a 0.001 percent chance her parents aren't already dead." I tell her.
"I know. The only way we can really help her is to let her stay here." I nod.
"We can still try to find her parents and see how it goes. I'm not good with kids sooo…if she stays here, she's your responsibility. I don't know how to handle that." Quinn chuckles.
"You don't want to handle it. You have the tools too plus she only likes you anyway. She wouldn't leave a 4-foot radius from you while she's been here."
"That's because I earned her trust to use her. Trust me, she'll latch onto someone else later. Probably you."
"We'll see." Quinn says. I don't respond and we sit in silence until I hear that familiar soft snore from Quinn's side of the bed. I close my eyes and mentally prepare myself for the next day.
Quinn's P.O.V.
I drunk way too much water today. I was trying to hold it in but my bladder had other ideas. Once I get up from the bed, I look at the time to see I've only been sleep two hours. I slip from Santana's arms and quickly dress and leave the room to go to the bathroom. After I finish, I cut the light out and walk back to my room but before I enter I hear, whimpering coming from the room Beth is in. I internally sigh because my heart aches for this little girl. I was her not to long ago. I was in this crazy world defenseless, lost and alone, just like her. I walk down the hall to her room and lightly knock on the door. Beth doesn't respond but her whimpering stops.
"Beth?" I call out softly as I turn the doorknob.
I begin to slowly open the door and I still get no response so I peak my head in the door. I see a mound of covers off to the corner of the bed. I'm not sure if I should try to talk to her or if I should just leave her alone…I bring my head back from around the door and begin to close the door when I hear a sniffle. I can't just go back to sleep without seeing if she's okay. I walk into the room this time and flick on the light.
"Beth?" I call out as I walk over to her. She peaks her head up from out of the cover and I sit on the edge of the bed.
"Are you okay?" I ask and her eyes begin to slightly tear up. Beth looks down at the bed and softly says
"I want to go home…I want my mom…" I literally feel my heart break from the emotion in her small voice. I move closer to her feet and place a hand on her leg.
"I know how you feel. I know this is scary and new and to be honest, complete bullshit that you have to go through this but I guarantee that things will get better." Beth sits up and wipes her eyes.
"I know my parents are…" Beth trails off and shakes her head.
"We're going to do all we can to find them." I tell her and she looks up at me. This feeling I have is passed Déjà vu, it's like I'm looking at myself go through these emotions. It's freaky.
"You don't have to be nice to me." She says and I frown in confusion.
"I know all of you are being nice because I was stuck in the truck but you can let me go. I can take care of myself." She says.
"How old are you Beth?" I ask.
"I'm almost 13." I nod my head.
"When I was your age I could barely ride my bike around the block without getting lost. We're not letting you go anywhere. And trust me, no one is being nice because of what happened to you. We're just nice, except Santana." I say and Beth cracks a smile.
"If that's her not being nice, I'd hate to see her be mean."
"Oh, she can be mean, trust me. You just have something over her apparently. But Beth, we're all here to help and I mean that. We won't leave you out on your own." Beth nods her head.
"Feel any better?" I ask and Beth shrugs.
"Kinda." She says.
"Well, try to get some sleep okay?" Beth sighs.
"I can try." Hm…
"Well, I was thinking of eating some ice cream tonight. I'd been saving it for later but, why not?" Beth raises one eyebrow.
"What kind?" She asks.
"Cookie dough. The best kind."
"That's my favorite!" She says and for the first time since meeting her, I can tell she's feeling happiness even if it's for this brief moment.
"Mine too. Let's go, but be quiet. We don't want anyone else waking up trying to get in on our ice cream. Beth chuckles and gets out of the bed. We both make our way downstairs and to the kitchen.