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Quinn

I don't remember a lot. Heck I don't really remember anything. I remember trying to shift, but that was way too much pain. And the next thing I know one of my pack mates is running me up a hill. My shoulder really hurts, and my bones feel sprained or worse. As I slowly try to open my eyes, I see that I'm naked, great Quinn this isn't awkward at all. Oh and I have blood covering the left side of my body. What the fuck happened to me. I wonder where Puck, Mike and Santana are. I hope they didn't get into a to serious fight. My pack mate brings me to the healer house and sets me on the table. She covers me up and begins to touch and fell my body, checking for any injuries. I can barely see Puck and Mike run to my side. Puck has a gash on his neck, while Mikes ear looks like it's almost ripped off. I delve back into the darkness; this was too much for my body to take at the moment. When I woke up again, someone had strapped me in white linens. I sorta looked like that girl from The Fifth Element that Puck had made me watch last week. I was feeling a lot better; I guess my werewolf healing had finally kicked in. I went outside the healer's house and Puck and Mike were talking outside. I could tell that they had healed completely too, as they both rushed up to me and swarmed me in a huge hug.

"What happened to you, last I remember you were chasing after Santana, did she do this to you?"

"No, it wasn't her, I ran into Finn later." Truthfully I didn't know if Santana did hurt me, but I guess I almost owed it to her, seeing as I've drank a lot of her blood, and started a fight.

"I'll get him later, Mike and I gave Sam and Finn a good fight, but Finn was crushing Mike, as I was about to rip Sam's head off so we both sorta called it quits."

"At least no one got killed. It was my fault this fight started, I'm sorry I brought the both of you into it."

"Not at all it really was Santana's fault, why was a vampire hanging out with a bunch of wolves not a smart move. Quinn.. Did you know about Santana?"

"Know about what?" I tried to play dumb, but Puck's face reassured me that I had failed.

"Did you no Santana was a vampire, just answer yes or no."

"Yes."

"Quinn! They're our enemies! We were created to get rid of the vampires in the world, they live a life of pain and horror."

"And we don't? That transformation I had was the most pain I'd ever felt, and seeing as Santana wasn't with me when I was found, I can only imagine what I did to her. We're both monsters, but we don't have to live a life of hate, we can find a life of peace with each other I know it."

"Quinn, I think you should get some rest, you're probably really tired." I always like Mike he always knew the moment when Puck and I were about to get into a big fight.

"Yeah you're right, I think I'm going to go sleep this off." I turned around and began walking to my house. Once I was snuggled in my bed, all I could think about was Santana.. again. Had I hurt her, I feel like she would've been there with me when I woke. Was she the one who bit me? All I wanted to do was fall asleep so I could see her face again sooner.

Santana

Shit, I always say I'm going to get in trouble with my dad, but this time it was serious.

"Santana about half an hour ago, Finn and Sam returned home, all bloody saying that you all got into a fight with some werewolves at school. But you weren't with them. That's offense number one."

"Dad I.."

"Offense number two was that Finn told me that you were hanging out with the werewolves and that's how the fight started. Santana what are you doing?" It was time for my quick mind to pull out some of the biggest bullshit I had ever come up with.

"Papa you let me go into school, so I could learn the politics of teenage life and humans, so that one day I can help you with the family business am I correct?" My father nodded. "Well you see I knew I had to get close to the humans, but then I was thinking, what if I got close to our enemies, and if I could gain their trust I could learn much more about them." My father sat there eyeing me. When my father is trying to figure out something it's like he's literally looking through your soul. Though I don't have one, I wish I did at the moment because he was causing my body to tremble.

"That's actually a pretty smart idea." Thank God, I thought I was screwed.

"See your daughter is always looking out for you."

"What did you find out?"

"What?"

"Well if you had befriended werewolves what did you find out?" Fuck him, why does he always go that step further to see if I'm lying. Had I learned anything particularly interesting about them? Oh I got it.

"They've allied with some witches in town."

"Witches?"

"Yep. There still training, but if they're training that means there has to be a master somewhere in town."

"That would be good to know for the future, good job Santana." He got off my bed and began walking to the door.

"Oh tell everyone at school that we're having a Halloween party, and everyone is invited, and I want you to make sure the witches and the wolves come."

"What why, them, and why everyone in school?"

"You'll see San, just get the job done." Now I was nervous.