Chapter 3

Author: LexysCPD
Words: 3,012
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, not the show.
Author's notes: Thanks for all those who reviewed; UltimateSk8erXD, Guest, Guest, croquet, Guest, and EmmalovesGlee. 22 favorites, and 53 follows, thanks.

EmmalovesGlee: She will, but as stated in the last chapter, she's going to fight it. It'll take a while until Rachel befriends Quinn.

Guest: Quinn is not a witch. She's 100% human. There will be magic in this story, not a lot, and the only thing different about Quinn is her memory, which will be for future chapters.

UltimateSk8erXD: I will try to make the chapters longer. And Rachel is mean because she wants to push Quinn away.

Updated: May 31, 2014


Finn watched Rachel, wondering what his leader was thinking. He thought about the human, and what she had done to Rachel. It had been a month since the Unholy Trinity (The whole school called them that) had arrived to McKinley. Everyone knew Brittany and Santana were together, and no one got near Quinn, because they all feared Santana. He knew vampires were protective of their family, their mates. He wondered if there was a reason for Santana's protectiveness.

He watched Santana, Brittany, and Quinn enter the cafeteria. Santana and Brittany were walking in front of her. They were whispering things to each other, things that would make him blush if he was still human. He turned his attention to the human, and noticed the sadness in her eyes. She looked at their table, and her broken eyes connected with Rachel's dark eyes.

Rachel stared back, no emotion on her face. She didn't move, as she watched Quinn look away. The blond human sat down with her vampire parents, and stared at her food. She had a faraway look on her face. Finn wondered what the human was thinking about.

Her mothers looked at her with concern. Finn rubbed his face, thinking about his past. He knew what it felt like being raised by a vampire. He assumed Quinn had been with her parents longer, and he hoped it didn't end up the same, as it did for him. He looked at his mate, who was creating a smiley face with the peas on her plate. He kissed the side of her head, hoping for her innocents to last.

Glee

"Hi," a soft voice said. Quinn looked up and saw a brunette vampire standing in front of her. She felt a sting of disappointment, but pushed it away. They were in the library; both of them had study hall at the moment. Quinn always sat alone during the period and Marley would just watch her.

"Marley Rose, right?" Quinn questioned, as she sat up.

"Marley Hudson, but Rose for the other humans. Is this seat taken?" she asked, pointing to the chair next to the blond.

Quinn shook her head and moved her bag from the chair. She watched as Marley sat down on the chair.

Marley looked at the paper in front of Quinn. It was a drawing of a man, a young man. "You're really good."

Quinn blushed and twirled a pencil in her hand. "Thank you."

"Who is he?"

Quinn opened her mouth to answer, before closing it. She frowned, not knowing what to say. She said the first thing that popped into her head, "I don't really know."

"It's a real good drawing of a stranger,"

"I know who he is, I just can't remember. It's like a blurred image, and there is a wall in my head that keeps me from seeing him," she responded, staring at the drawing.

Marley didn't answer, but she knew what Quinn was talking about. Quinn had been compelled. It led to Marley thinking about who compelled Quinn to forget, and if her mothers knew about it.

Marley smiled, "Can you draw me? I want something to give to Finn."

"Won't Rachel get mad?"

Marley frowned. She knew Rachel didn't want anyone to have contact with the three new students. Marley was breaking her leader's wishes.

"I want to be your friend. Finn and I both want to be your friend," Marley answered, and smiled as Quinn smiled. Quinn took out a new paper and started to draw Marley.

Quinn was almost done when she saw a shadow over her. She looked up and smiled at Santana. The bell had rung, but neither girl noticed, as they talked about anything and nothing. Quinn was enjoying Marley's company, and didn't want the class to end.

Santana was not happy when she saw her daughter talking to another vampire. She rushed over to separate them, but Quinn didn't notice her. She was busy talking to the baby vampire. She stood there, glaring at Marley while the girls packed their things.

Marley knew Santana was not happy, and a part of her didn't care. She wanted to be friends with Quinn, and maybe show her that Rachel wasn't bad. She smiled at Quinn and told her she'll see her later. She walked into her boyfriend's arms, who had been waiting at the door, and left.

Quinn turned at stared at Santana, waiting for a lecture.

"What are you thinking?" Santana asked, her voice full of anger.

"She wanted to be my friend," Quinn answered, as she pointed at the spot Marley sat in.

"She's a vampire!" Santana shouted, glaring at her daughter. They were lucky the library was empty, or they would have created chaos.

"She wanted to be my friend! I want a friend! Is that too much to ask? I hate being alone. I hate having no one to talk to. I know I can talk to you and mom, but I need more," Quinn whispered, her eyes full of tears.

Santana stood there, watching her daughter, who seemed so sad. She pulled her into her arms, and hugged her close.

"I'm sorry Hermosa. I didn't mean to keep you from making friends," Santana whispered, as she stroked the blonde's hair, "I didn't know you felt like that. You have to talk to us Quinn."

"I'm sorry mama," she whispered into her mother's chest.

Santana placed her lips on her daughter's temple. "I love you mija. I love you. We'll talk about this at home."

Quinn nodded, as she tightened her hug, knowing her mother wouldn't feel much.

Glee

"What the fuck is wrong with you? What part of stay the fuck away do you not understand?" Rachel snarled, as she glared at Marley.

"You can't control everything we do," she said, no hint of anger in her voice. She knew she was going to get screamed at. She always did. There were moments she assumed Rachel hated her.

Rachel growled, as her hands balled up into fists. Her body trembled. She took a step towards Marley, ready to hurt the younger vampire.

"Rachel," Finn warned, watching his leader closely. He loved her like a sister, but even she couldn't hurt his mate. He would hurt her if she did.

Rachel looked at Finn. "She broke my rule."

"Why do we have to follow it? What is so bad about us becoming friends with her?"

"She-she can't. It won't end well," Rachel whispered as she walked away. She walked away, not sure where to go. Finn and Marley just watched her.

"I-I'm sorry," Marley whispered, as she walked into Finn's opened arms.

"It's okay. She needs to open up to us," Finn whispered, as she hugged Marley close.

Rachel continued walking, far from the mated couple.

She bumped into the one person she didn't want to see. She looked at the girl in front of her.

"Stay away from us," she ordered, glaring at her.

Quinn frowned, as she started at the vampire. She didn't know how to respond. She just stared at the girl.

"You better stay away from Marley. If you don't stay away, you will pay for it," she threatened, as she stormed away. Quinn stood there, watching her leave, unsure of what to do. She wondered if Rachel was going to hurt her if she didn't stay away from Marley. She grabbed her backpack from the ground and walked to Santana's car, thinking about Rachel's eyes.

Sam, who had been standing in front of his locker, and a few feet from the girls, had seen the whole thing. He watched an angry Rachel walk away from a confused and hurt Quinn.

Glee

"We're going to have some fun."

She could hear a voice, she didn't know where it had come from, but she remembered. It was like a distant memory. She was walking through the woods, looking for that spot. She had lost a lot there, and had gained a lot as well. She stopped when she found it. On the spot were some flowers. They were in vases, and new. She wondered who left them there.

"I knew I would find you here," a voice said from behind her. It was a male, and she did not recognize it. She frowned and turned to a boy. He looked to be a few years older than her. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He had a small smirk on his face.

Quinn frowned, not knowing who he was. She had never seen him before. She watched him, as he walked towards the parents that were left there for her parents' death.

"This is the last place I saw her. A few miles away actually. She was mine. But there was someone else. She fought me, but I always got her back," he said, as he touched the flowers with his foot.

"Who-who are you?" Quinn asked, her eyes wide with fear. She knew, she knew what he was. She knew he could kill her without anyone knowing.

"An old friend," he said, as he walked to Quinn. She walked backwards, until her back was against a tree. He stood in front of her, pinning her against the tree. She whimpered a little, not sure what to do. He grabbed her wrist and stuck it under his nose. He inhaled deeply, moaning softly. He turned to her, and looked into her eyes.

"Cut yourself," he told her, smirking as her pupil dilated. He handed her a small pocketknife, and watched her drag the knife against her arm. The dark red blood oozed out, and he smiled. He took her wrist and placed it into his mouth. He drank the blood as if he had never drunk anything in his life. He stopped when he felt Quinn sway in her spot. He didn't want her dead, not yet anyways. She looked pale, and it made him feel happy.

"Tell Rachel, and only Rachel, I'll be back," he said, staring into her eyes. He left when Quinn fell and lost consciousness.

Glee

Santana walked back and forth in the living room, worried. It was getting dark, and Quinn hadn't returned home. Quinn left after arriving home. Santana knew something was bugging Quinn, and her daughter needed to clear her mind. She wanted to go out look for her, but Brittany stopped her. The blond vampire told her that they needed to trust their daughter and that she was going to be safe.

"It's been four hours. It's dark out. It's not safe. We can't wait much longer," Santana told Brittany, as she grabbed the house keys. She was about to leave when there was a knock on the door.

Brittany frowned and went to answer it. Kitty and Puck stood in front of them, with an unconscious, shivering Quinn in Puck's arms.

"What did you do to her?" Santana growled, as she grabbed her daughter from Puck.

"Nothing, we found her like that," Kitty answered. She pointed to the cut on Quinn's arm.

Santana and Brittany felt sick, as they remembered about the time they found cuts on Quinn's body.

"How did you get them?" Santana asked, as she stood in front of her daughter. Quinn had multiple cuts on her arms.

Quinn shrugged. "I don't know. I just have them."

"What aren't you telling us?" Brittany asked, her voice laced with sadness.

"Nothing. I don't know how I got them. I just did," Quinn answered, her eyes dilating as she spoke to them.

Santana knew then, they both knew how she had gotten them. They also knew why Quinn wasn't telling them anything.

She was fed on. Vampires could bite people, but having the people cut and offer themselves was better. Although she couldn't remember, Quinn had a history of offering herself to someone.

"Britt," Santana whispered, as she tried to stop the bleeding.

"I know," Brittany answered.

Brittany took over, and Santana gave her attention to the new comers. She glared at them. "If I find out that one of you had something to do with this, I will slowly kill you guys."

"There was a scent. One we don't know. Be careful, she shouldn't had been out there alone," Puck told the two older vampires.

Santana nodded and watched them leave. She turned back and looked at her daughter.

Glee

Rachel stared at the flowers. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. She caught both scents; Quinn's blood and his. She looked up and stared at the stars above her.

"I saw her," he said behind her.

"I know. Stay away from her," Rachel answered, not turning back. She knew it was a matter of time before he found her again.

"Why?" he asked, smirking.

"She's not going to end up the same. Not if I can stop it. She has nothing to do with this," she responded, as she turned around. Her brown eyes connected with his blue ones.

"She has everything to do with this," he commented, his smirk grew.

"Just leave her out of this," she ordered.

"It's going to happen. And you can't change it. In a few months, it'll happen again. And then it's going to start all over," he said, grinning.

"I know," she whispered, as she looked at the area Quinn's scent was the strongest.

"There is no way to change it. Just admit it, I made you. I own you," he said, as he walked away.

Rachel didn't answer. She just closed her eyes.

"Tell my great-niece her cousin is alive," he said, before disappearing into the night.

Rachel frowned, as she thought of the people who were in her life.

Glee

Quinn slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know what happened. Her arm was hurting, and her breathing was shallow. She tried to sit up, but she felt too weak. She closed her eyes, and tried to go back to sleep.

"How are you baby?" Santana asked, as she stood over Quinn. She placed the back of her hand over her daughter's head, and felt it warm.

"Fine," the blond human answered, her voice cracking halfway through the word.

"You're burning up. Your mom is making you some soup," Santana whispered, stroking Quinn's hair.

"What happened, mama," Quinn asked, her hazel eyes looking into Santana's brown eyes.

"I don't know," Santana whispered as she looked at Brittany who was walking into the living room with a plate of soup. Santana helped Quinn sit up, and left her leaning against her.

"M'tired mama," Quinn whined, as she turned her head from the soup.

"Eat Quinnie, you have too," Brittany told her only child, the bowl in her hands. She smiled softly as she fed Quinn.

After Quinn finished eating, Santana pulled Brittany away.

"We were suppose to be talking about Quinn being friends with Marley," Santana muttered, watching Quinn sleep.

"What are we going to do? She doesn't remember anything," Brittany said.

"She can't remember. She had been compelled into forgetting," Santana muttered, rubbing her face. "We can't let her remember either."

Glee

Rachel entered the house. Kitty, Puck, and Finn were out. Sam and Mercedes were in their room, having sex. Marley was in her room, staring at the ceiling. Rachel stood at the doorway.

"I'm sorry," Rachel muttered, frowning. She wasn't used to apologizing to people. She watched as Marley stood up at vampire speed. Her eyes were wide, and she watched Rachel with a hint of fear.

"I'm sorry Marley. I lost it at school," Rachel continued, as she leaned against the doorframe.

"You did," Marley answered, no sign of malice in her voice.

"Look, you can't get close to Quinn. Bad things will happen if you do," Rachel said, defending her self.

"She's your mate."

"I know. She is."

"You deserve to be happy."

"She doesn't deserve to deal with my past."

"Rachel," Marley whispered, "you can't go through life alone."

"You don't get it. I'm not talking to you about this," Rachel answered, frowning. "I came here to apologize and tell you that your cousin is still alive."

"He is?" Marley questioned, sitting down, a confused look on her face.

Rachel nodded. "I don't know where he is, but he is still alive."

Marley smiled softly. Her older cousin was still alive. He was five years older, and disappeared when she was eleven.

Rachel nodded and left, thinking about the connection between Marley and him. She wondered if Marley knew him.

Glee

"I love you. You're mine, you'll always be mine," he whispered, as he kissed her neck. She felt his teeth pierce into her neck. She whimpered softly, but said nothing. He pulled away and looking into her eyes. "Tell me you love me."

"I love you," she answered, her voice showing no emotions.

He smirked against her neck. He sat up and stared at her with his lips covered with blood. "You not going to tell anyone about this."

"I'm not going to tell anyone about this," she repeated,

"I love you Quinn," he whispered.

"I love you Biff."

"Quinn," Santana whispered, as she shook her daughter awake. She groaned, as she opened her eyes.

"Mama, sleep," she mumbled, closing her eyes again.

"Mija, we have to change the gauze," Santana responded, as she unwrapped the wound. She wrapped it with new gauze. She looked at her daughter's face. Quinn still had her eyes closed, so Santana assumed she was asleep. She stood up and headed out of the room.

"Mama, who's Biff?" Quinn asked, her feverish eyes staring at her mother.

"No one. Go to sleep Quinn," she said.

"But mama, Biff."

Santana sighed before walking over to Quinn. She looked into her eyes and said, "You don't know Biff. He is no one named like that. He does not exist. Biff does not exist."

"Biff does not exist," Quinn repeated, as her pupils returned to their regular size.

Santana watched as her daughter fell back to sleep. She hated compelling her daughter, but she had to protect Quinn from anything, especially Biff.