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"The only thing she had on her was this scrap of paper. It was wedged in between her locket." said Richard, who turned out to be the same cop that showed up at Rachel's door, while his partner, Elliot, chatted casually with Krissy.

"I don't get it. One, she never wore a locket, just some cross around her neck. Two, how the hell did she have my address? I haven't spoken with her since I departed from Lima two years ago! We were not acquaintances and I was certainly positive that while she did not enjoy my company, she enjoyed making my life a living hell. Are you positive she said 'Quinn Fabray'?"

"Positive ma'am. But we need your help. As it seems you're the only one we could find that knew her, would you mind coming with us to the hospital to make sure it is Ms. Fabray?"

"Well..." Rachel began.

"Of course she would officer!" Krissy chirped, a little too enthusiastically for Rachel's taste.

Rachel had never glared harder as she did to Krissy in that moment...well that was a lie. But still! She was infuriated.

"Wonderful. We have room in the squad car or you guys can just follow us..."

"We'll take our own car thanks!" Rachel chimed in before Krissy could open her mouth. The brunette was a little sick of being driven in squad cars all over the city.

Krissy drove, following the black and white car and weaving through the early morning traffic. It gave Rachel time to think to herself. "Ok, so, What the FUCK! Quinn, Quinn 'holier than thou' Fabray found in an alley in New York with nothing on her person but a locket?" Rachel shut her eyes as she tried to make sense of the situation. "What happened to her plan of staying in Lima and becoming a successful real estate agent and all those lies she fed us sophomore year, before I left that god-awful town? How did she know my New York address, and WHY does she have it?" The brunette hadn't bothered to keep up with the going ons of her old town after she had made it to Broadway. She had rarely spoken to her fathers and did not even bother answering Finn's desperate texts and calls even though he was the only one from school who tried to keep in touch with her. She hadn't known the secret that Quinn had kept, only to have it figured out by the very people she tried to keep it from. Rachel was nervous, even more nervous than when the cops showed up at her house that morning. "What if it's not really her? Or what if it is...what am I supposed to say? This is insanity." Her cluttered thoughts were interrupted as Krissy came to an abrupt stop in front of the downtown hospital.

Rachel stepped out of Krissy's gray prius and followed the two officers to the front, double doors of the twelve story hospital, nervously chewing on her lower lip.

"Now, we do have to warn you, she was in a pretty awful condition when we found her. The doctors and nurses should have her cleaned up but she's most likely still very weak, both physically and emotionally."

Rachel realized that in the hectic rush this morning, she had no idea what had actually happened to the person who claimed to be Quinn. She came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the pristine, white, hospital hallways, causing Krissy to run into her with a stream of curse words.

"What the fuck, Rach!"

"Hold on one moment Kris! We don't even know what happened to this girl." Turning to the officers she said, "Excuse me, Officer Richard? Would you fill us in on what happened before we go see...her?" Rachel still refused to believe that it was Quinn in a hospital bed in New York City with nothing but Rachel's address and some locket she had never heard of or seen before.

"Of course ma'am, apologies for not addressing this earlier. We found her in an alleyway by one of the Warehouse Clubs. She had lost an excessive amount of blood from a stab wound in her stomach and various other injuries. By the arrangement of her clothing and other injuries, it seemed probable that she had been raped the prior night or early morning and then stabbed by the offender. The doctors are attempting to run blood tests to see if there are trace evidence of any 'date rape' drugs. They are also conducting other tests to see if they can gather any physical evidence on who did this to her. She lost consciousness almost immediately after we found her, we only managed to get her name. And like I said earlier, the locket was the only thing she had on her person."

Rachel had been paying rapt attention to the officer and had cringed and paled at the description of the girl's condition. "W-well, I...I don't know what to say, please take me to her now." Rachel was very visibly shaken up and scared as she tried to focus on following the officers to the alleged Quinn's hospital room. Krissy guided the tiny, shaking brunette up the stairs and through the halls.

Richard and his partner stopped outside room 666. "Alright ma'am, this is her her hospital room."

Rachel noted the irony in the room number belonging to someone who once prided themselves on celibacy and the "Good Lord our God". She also noticed that they were in the ICU wing of the hospital and began to shake even harder. Krissy held the brunette's body as close as she could.

Richard pulled open the heavy, white door and ushered the two girls inside.

Almost simultaneously, Krissy and Rachel each let out a gasp.

"Oh my god. What the fuck..."

Haaaa, cliffhanger. I'm a bitch. Gimme some ideas of what you want for the future! I love suggestions.