Warnings for chapter 2: Cursing, Concentration camp depictions, racial hate, racial slurs.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

This story is unbeta'd and my first language isn't English.

Chapter 2

It had been easier getting Sam out of the way than Lucy had thought it would be. She just hoped she had managed to buy herself enough time, to sneak around the camp, in hopes of find out what her father was trying to hide from her. It briefly crossed her mind that it might have been a little bit cruel to feed Sam a homemade cake, with the secret ingredient being a lot of her mothers laxatives, but she hadn't seen any other way around it. Sam kept refusing to tell her about or show her the rest of the camp, no matter how much she had begged him. Not even promises of trying to get her father to agree to him taking her out on a date had worked. By the way Sam had sprinted towards the nearest bathroom, Lucy was pretty sure he would be occupied for the rest of her lunch break. Which would give her more than enough time to take a quick look around the forbidden side of the camp, hopefully without being spotted by any of her father's other soldiers. She knew that most of them were already on their lunch break, sitting inside the guards mess hall, so they wouldn't pose much of a problem for her. The trickiest part would be to get past the main guard-house, that blocked her way into the restricted area of the camp. She was carefully watching for any movements, but the guards inside the guard-house were still busy talking to each other, so she silently bent down to sneak under the windows. When Lucy was finally sure that she was safely on the other side of the building, she stood up and brushed the dirt of her dress. She knew she had to move quickly, if she wanted to look around, before Sam noticed she was missing.

At first Lucy really didn't see anything out of the ordinary and she was on the brink of deciding to call the whole thing off. It was anyway absolutely preposterous of her in the first place to think that her father was hiding something from her. She had even started internally berating herself for the fact that she had even dared to doubt her beloved father. She was actually about to turn around to try to get back to the office, before Sam sent a search party after her, but immediately froze when she heard a loud voice suddenly booming out from behind one of the buildings in front of her.

"Toss the last of them over there, I want to finish this before we take lunch! So come on and work harder, we have at least one more truckload to get, so move it!"

Lucy's instincts were screaming at her to turned back around and trust her father, but the curiosity that was suddenly bubbling up inside of her got the best of her. So she ended up quickly walking towards the building, where she slowly peeked out from one of the corners, trying to be careful so none of the soldiers would see her.

Lucy immediately saw the man who had barked out the order, he was standing beside one of the camp's military trucks, she thought she recognized him as one of her fathers lieutenants. There were two other soldiers there too, they were standing behind the truck tossing something down into a deep hole in the ground. From the position Lucy had she couldn't make out what they were throwing away, but it looked heavy and the two soldiers were both complaining about it.

"Stop whining you fucking cry babies, do you want me to ask General Fabray if you could take a shower before we clear the rest of them out of it? I'm sure he would support me in giving you two a "shower" if I told him what a pair of pussies the two of you are." He laughed evilly and neither of his two subordinates dared to complain again, not that Lucy understood why a shower would be such a bad thing, especially in this scorching heat, it would actually be rather refreshing. She would definitely take one herself when she got home.

To be perfectly honest this had turned out to be a rather boring search and Lucy once again considered getting back to the office, but then she heard one of the soldiers shouting to their lieutenant that they were finished, who quickly ordered them to get their asses inside the truck. For a second Lucy considered being a good girl and turn around, but she quickly reasoned that it wouldn't hurt to take a little peek before turning back, at least than she would have seen something and this trip wouldn't have been a total waste. A few second later she wished she had just turn back, because what she saw would end up haunting her dreams for the rest of her life.

Lucy really hadn't expected to see anything special, thinking it probably was some kind of garbage pit. She certainly hadn't expected to see dead naked people. The first thing she did was to instinctively take a step back and cover her mouth to stifle the scream, that threatened to give away her position to anyone that might be near her. By the sight of what had to be alt least a hundred dead humans, she knew that it would be a really bad thing to be caught standing just a feet away from the pile with dead bodies laying bellow her.

To be honest Lucy couldn't believe her own eyes, the sight in front of her was just too gruesome to be true, this obviously had to be a dream. A really, really bad dream. Of course she knew in the back of her mind that she was unfortunately wide awake, so instead she quickly tried to rationalize the whole thing away. This clearly had been an accident, of course it had to be, her father had obviously decided not to tell her or her mom about it to spare them, that was the explanation! Even if Lucy was satisfied with that conclusion, the little voice in the back of her mind was screaming at her to wake the fuck up and see the truth, but Lucy quickly shook her head to get that tiny voice to stop and leave her alone. Instead she slowly started backing away from the mass grave, somehow not able to stop looking at the horrible sight of the huge pile containing little children, women and men in all ages.

However before Lucy could get far enough away to finally force her eyes away from it, her back bumped into something or more correctly she could feel that she had bumped into someone standing behind her. The impact made her scream out in fear, which made the person behind her react quickly to silence her by placing their hand over her mouth. Out of pure panic Lucy tried to fight off the attacker, that was currently holding her tight to prevent her from getting away. Though she quickly stopped when she heard Sam hiss out "Stop Lucy! It's only me. We have to get away from here before someone sees us!" He didn't waste any time and quickly took a hold of her hand and started dragging her back to the office building, anxiously keeping an eye out for any witnesses to her illegal trespassing. When they were once more back where Lucy was allowed to be, Sam stopped and turned towards her. It was clear that he was furious with her and even though his voice was low, so no one other than Lucy could hear him, it was still shivering with rage.

"My duty is to report this to your father, he needs to know that you broke his rules and-" Even if Lucy's head was in turmoil after what she had witness, she still knew that if her father found out about her disobedience he wouldn't take it lightly. Even though Sam was threatening to report her, she could see it in his eyes that he was as scared as her about telling her father. So Lucy quickly decided to stop him in a desperate attempt to convince him to bend the rules for her.

"If you tell him, he will blame you for not keeping an eye on me. He will consider this as a failure on your part and you know as well as I that Commander Fabray do not tolerate failure. You will have no chance at ever getting any support from him for any promotion and most likely he will send you away, or maybe he will even be mad enough to strip away all your grades. How do you feel about being a Private again?" Lucy could see the fear in Sam's eyes and she quickly went in for the kill. She tried to be as seductive as she could, even if she really didn't feel like it after what she had just witnessed. Still she let her fingers teasingly play with Sam's uniform collar. "If you tell my father that you can't even handle babysitting his daughter, how do you think that he will ever agree that you're good enough to you take me out on a date? He only wants the best for his daughter and failure like this will mean the end of any chance you ever had at a possible relationship with me. I think the best thing for both of us would be that we just forget that this ever happened and keep it to us self. Don't you agree?"

Sam was rendered silent with the way Lucy was slowly trailing her finger tips up and down his cheeks and under his chin. He swallowed the lump in his throat and dumbly nodded his head in agreement. Lucy immediately lite up in triumph and slowly leaned in to whisper in his ear that she would try to convince her father that he should let him take her out on a date. Before she gave Sam a chaste kiss to his left cheek, but not before reminding him that he had to keep his mouth shut or else he wouldn't stand a chance.

When Lucy was once more sitting behind her desk, outside of her father's office, her mind was racing a mile a minute. She still couldn't believe what she had seen and she was still trying to convince herself that this obviously had a logical explanation and that this whole thing had nothing to do with her father. All those people had obviously died because of some disease or maybe they had killed each other? Her father had after all always told her that they behaved like animals and animals killed each other all the time, didn't they? But no matter how hard she tried to convince herself that nothing was wrong, this little irritating voice in her head kept nagging her to open her eyes and see the truth.

Of course Lucy didn't dare to ask her father about what she had seen, since it would be pretty obviously for him that she had only found out about it by breaking his rules. So she quickly decided that the next best thing she could do was to ask her mother about it. Apparently she would have had more luck if she had tried to talk to a stone. All she got from Judy was a fleeting glance in her direction and then Judy quickly looked in the direction of the living room door, before she turned to Lucy again and gave her a stern reminder to keep her nose out of her father's business. The only advice her mothers gave was for Lucy to keep her mouth shut about things she had nothing to do with.

However Lucy needed answers before her mind exploded, so the next day she spent her whole lunch break pumping information out of Sam. Of course he refused at first, like he always did, but after Lucy threatened to tell her father about him not reporting her yesterday, he finally opened up about everything that was happening in the concentration camp. To say that Lucy was shocked would have been a huge understatement. When she once more stepped into her temporary work place her mind was flooded with pictures of dead bodies, gas chambers masquerading as showers, murder, torture and starvation of innocent people, red-hot cremation ovens and all the other horrible things Sam had told her about. She was so distracted trying to piece everything together, that she didn't even see her father standing beside her desk before he finally said her name to get her attention. The minute she saw him she knew that something was going to happen, because of the deep scowl on his face.

"I'm taking you home Lucy. This is your last day here." Lucy felt her heart sink, something had to be wrong, she still had two more days left.

"But the week isn't over yet and you haven't found a replacement have you?" She could see his jaw tighten, like he was trying to control himself and not yell at her. That was the moment she understood that he knew something, but she still tried to seem unaffected by it all.

"I don't know what I was thinking bringing you here, this isn't a suitable place for a lady. I should never have brought you here in the first place, so I'm taking you home right now. I don't want any argument about it!" Lucy knew better than to try to argue with her father over this, so she quietly gathered her things together and reluctantly followed him out of the office building.

As they were walking towards the parking area, there was a momentous internal battle going on inside of Lucy. On one side she was glad that she wouldn't get a daily reminder of what her father was doing, but on the other side she also wanted to do something for the people trapped behind the barb wired fences, who she now knew were all just waiting to be killed. Still the rational part of her brain quickly tried to drown everything else out, by pointing to the fact that no matter what she tried to do for them her father clearly wouldn't listen to her. So in the end she bent her head in defeat and followed in her father's footsteps.

The moment her father shouted for his driver to get the car ready, Lucy finally looked up and to her horror she saw a new line of woman heading for the showers that she now, thanks to Sam, knew wasn't a shower at all. She felt a large lump form in her throat and she desperately tried to hold back the tears that was suddenly threatening to fall, when she saw all the little children holding their mothers hands, with silent tears streaming down their faces. The knowledge that none of the people who was currently walking past her, on the other side of the fence, would live to see another day made Lucy's heart ache in pain. She desperately wished she could have done something to stop this meaningless slaughter from happening. She had never felt so powerless in her whole life, as she felt in that moment, just standing there watching the long row of women pass her by.

As the end of the line was slowly approaching her eyes landed on a thin and scrawny looking girl, that had to be her own age. She didn't look like any of the other girls Lucy had ever met before, nor did she look like any of the other women that Lucy had seen behind the fence before. Her skin was golden brown and her hair was black as the night, but what captivated Lucy the most was her eyes, her big frightened eyes. The girl was obviously a foreigner, her father had told her about them too, they were all an abomination and should all be thrown out of their country back to whatever shit hole they came from. This girl however didn't look anything like the monsters her father had painted them out to be, she just looked so scared and little walking passed Lucy, desperately clinging on to an older woman who was walking by her side, that Lucy suddenly noticed had to be her mother because of her almost matching skin color and hair. Lucy's heart did an unexpected jump when the two girls eyes met in a brief moment, before the other girl past her by. Lucy knew that the pain she saw in those eyes would have haunted her to her dying day. She didn't know why, but she had to save her, she had to save that girl no matter what it would cost her. She immediately turned towards her father, who was impatiently waiting for the driver to get everything ready so they could finally go home.

"Daddy." Russell turned towards her and he instinctively knew by the tone in her voice and the look in her eyes that she wanted something.

"Yes, Lucy?"

"Daddy I was thinking, if you want me to marry Biff this summer, than I would need a housekeeper to take care of the house for me and Biff after the wedding."

Russell had clearly been expecting something else and he was suddenly smiling like a lunatic. He knew that his daughter hadn't been pleased by the thought of marring the McIntosh heir. He had actually been secretly terrified that she would postpone the wedding as long as she could, so the prospect of her agreeing to marry Biff this summer was exhilarating. This would certainly get him faster to Berlin, than he had been hoping for. So it was with a relived tone in his voice that he quickly agreed to get Lucy her own housekeeper as soon as possible. What he hadn't expected her to do was to quickly turn towards the line of subhumans and point at one of them and say "I want her!" Russell scrunched his nose in disgust, he couldn't understand why his daughter would want scum like that to be in her house after she married Biff, he really thought he had taught her better than that. He obviously wasn't happy about where this was heading.

"But why would you want That in your house, when I can get you someone ten thousand times better?" However by the look on his daughter's face he knew that no matter what he said, she wouldn't listen to him because she had clearly made up her mind.

"If you don't give me her, I'll call the engagement off!" That statement made Russell's heart freeze in fear, because he knew that Lucy was capable of doing horrible things when she didn't get her will. He already despised himself for what he was about to agree to, but he quickly reminded himself that it would be worth it in the end, when he was finally at the power table in Berlin.

"If I give that Thing to you, then you have to promise me that you won't try to sabotage the wedding or try to get Biff to call the engagement off." Lucy eagerly nodded her head, too eager for Russell's liking, but he finally gave in and sighed in defeat.

He quickly waved for one of the guards, on the other side of the fence, to bring the end of the line back to them. Luckily it wasn't far from them anyway, since it had stopped when they had started pushing the first in line into the gas chamber. Lucy quickly pointed out the one she wanted, Russell was a little relived that it didn't turn out to be a Jew, because that would have been an abomination to have inside his own house till the day Lucy finally moved to live with Biff, but it wasn't like he was overly trilled about the fact that it turn out to be one of those Things that looked like an ape. He was once more about to argue with his daughter, but the glare she send him told him that this was a battle he was going to lose and to be frank he didn't want to look more like a fool in front of his men than he already did, so instead he ordered Evans to go get the Thing for them. The second Sam grabbed a hold of It, Russell knew this had been a bad idea. It clearly didn't want to come with and put up a fight, in Russell's mind it would have been better to get ride of that filth, but still his daughter wouldn't yield.

Lucy's heart did a jump in joy when her father finally agreed to give her what she wanted, even though she could clearly see that he wasn't happy about it. At least now she had managed to save one person from a certain death, she wished she could have done more, but unfortunately this was the only thing she was capable of doing on her own. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as she watched Sam take a hold of the girl, but to Lucy's surprise Sam got a lot more than he had bargained for. It was clear that the young girl she had picked didn't want to come with him and she absolutely refused to let go of her mother's hand. When Sam tried to make her, he ended up getting quite a beating, before some other guards finally came to his aid to restrain the raging lunatic that clearly intended to kill Sam if they didn't intervene. Once more her father tried to talk her out of it, but she just sent him a warning glare that told him everything he needed to know. So instead he screamed out an order. "Separate them!" When they finally managed to pull the girl away from the older woman, the younger one screamed out "Mami!" in pure agony. Lucy immediately knew she needed to save her too. She quickly turned towards her father again.

"Mom needs a new housekeeper, she fired the last one. I think we should bring the old one with us to be moms new housekeeper, than mine will come willingly."

Russell couldn't believe his own ears, first his daughter wanted one of those Things for herself and now she was demanding that he should take home one more to work for his wife. He rubbed his eyes in irritation, every fiber in his body wanted to fight this, but all eyes were on the two of them and this was only getting more embarrassing by the minute. So once again he gave into his daughter's wishes, the only thing that helped was seeing her light up and give him one of her brightest smiles, that she knew he loved. Though this time he wasn't exactly happy as to why she was smiling. Instead he quickly waved for Sam to bring both of the ape lookalikes to the other side of the fence. Then he barked out an order to the rest of the soldiers to get the line moving again, at least the rest of the subhumans in this line would be gone by the end of the day. The thought of that made him smile a little bit, but it wasn't enough to drown the thought of him having to take not only one but two of those animals back to his own house, he shivered in disgust by the thought of his perfect home being tainted by their stench. Suddenly he couldn't wait for Lucy to move out to live with the McIntosh's and take that rabid animal with her. He just hoped his wife would end up firing the old one before that, or else he would just have to get ride of It himself after his daughter left. After that he would just have to get the whole house fumigated to get ride of any trace of these animals, that he would be forced to let live in his house till his daughter got married. Then he suddenly got an even better idea where he could just buy a new house, that thought made him feel a little bit better.

Russell quickly ordered one of the nearby soldiers to get a second car to bring their cargo home, he simply refused to breathe the same air as those animals on his way home. He wasn't in a particularity good mood and the only thing that kept him from screaming at his daughter for being insane, was the thought of the possibility that he would soon be transferred to Berlin when the wedding was finalized. Till then he just needed to keep his emotions in check and support his daughter till the day she finally had Biff's ring on her finger.

When the driver pulled up to the house, Russell's trusted butler quickly opened the front door to greet him. However Russell was still in a bad mood, so he didn't bother with pleasantries and immediately demanded that the butler was responsible for get their new helpers cleaned and in descent clothing. It was obvious to Russell that his butler shared his feelings about their new help, when his facial expression went from him being happy for finally getting more help around the house, to his face falling when he saw the two newly arrived stepping out of the second car. It didn't look like he was particularly thrilled with the prospect of having to be responsible for those Things. Russell knew that Smith would never disobey him, but he wasn't in the mood for trying to comfort his long time loyal servant, but he still bothered to bark out "Not that it's any of your business, but those Things are an engagement present for Lucy, since she finally agreed to marry McIntosh this summer."

Smith immediately lighted up over the news of Lucy getting married, his master had been begging Lucy to pick a date for ages, so he knew how much this meant to him. Apparently so much so that he was even willing to bring in filth like that into his perfect home. It didn't take a genius to understand that this was Ms. Fabray's doing. Smith had never liked how easily she managed to wrap his master around her finger. He painfully knew that whatever Ms. Fabray wanted, Ms. Fabray got, even if it turned out to be two dirty gringos. Smith scrunched his nose up in disgust by the sight of them, but he quickly followed his masters order, because he knew that this marriage would be highly beneficiary for the Fabray family, which meant that it would be highly beneficiary for him too.

It didn't take long for Smith to shine up the newly arrivals and in no time Lucy was standing by her mother's side watching her father inspect their new help. Lucy couldn't stop herself from thinking that the new girl was absolutely adorable in her maid outfit, though it didn't exactly look like she agreed by the way she was picking at it. Nor did apparently her father, who quickly used his walking stick to straighten her slouching posture.

"Stand up straight! We do not tolerate slacking in this house, no need to look more like a monkey than you already do."

Lucy could see that even if the girl immediately straight up her posture, she was now shooting daggers at her father when he turned his attention towards the older one. To Lucy it actually looked like the only thing holding the girl back from attacking her father was her mother standing by her side, who it looked like had taken a firm grip on her daughter's uniform from behind, if the tightening of said uniform in the front was something to go by. Russell had now moved on, not bothering to look at the little one anymore.

"So what is your names?"

"My name is Maribel Lopez and this is my daughter Santana, Sir."

It looked like Russell was surprised by the polite tone Maribel had and he certainly enjoyed her already calling him Sir. It was usually a problem getting even good help to refer to him with a such a proper tittle. At least it looked like this one wasn't going to be a problem, but he wasn't so sure about the little one, it already looked to be one of those badly behaved mutts. So he needed to make sure It understood that It needed to behave.

"Well in this house we decide what your names are going to be, since you are my wives maid she will get to decide what to call you." Then he turned to look at the short one and quickly glanced at his daughter before saying.

"My daughter owns you, but till she moves out of this house I decide what your name is. I can already see that you are going to become a problem, so till you have proven to me that you can behave I will call you Monkey." It was clear by how Santana's jaw tightened that she wanted desperately to yell at her father, Lucy wondered if it was Santana's mother or their butler that had told her to keep quiet and don't talk back to her father.

"Oh you didn't like that did you little Monkey? Well just go ahead say exactly what you think of your new nickname, but know this if you can't behave I will beat you till you learn how to behave like a proper help and not like the little monkey you are." Russell started loosening the top of his walking stick and out popped a smaller black steal cane, which he quickly brought up to Santana's face to lift up her chin with it, so he could look her straight in the eyes.

"If you disobey me in any way or think you can open that hole of yours without permission, I will not hesitate to use this on you till I finally get you to understand that I'm the master of this house."

For the first time Lucy could see genuine fear in Santana's eyes, she wanted to stop her father but she knew that he thought that this was the only way to make sure that animals would behave. Not that she any longer shared his belief about them not being human, but she wouldn't dare tell him that in fear of him sending them back to the concentration camp, where only death was waiting for them.

"So you have nothing to say?" Santana quickly lowered her gaze and slowly shook her head. Russell grinned in victory.

"Maybe you're a smarter monkey than I thought you were, but I still think you're going to be a problem. So I'll keep this close by my side, just in case you change your mind." He swished the cane in the air a few times, before ordering Smith to bring their new helpers to the servant quarters in the basement, where he could prepare them for duty the next day.

A/N: So there is probably going to be at least two more chapters, maybe three. I'll try to update when I have time for it.