A/N.: Oh, wow it's been like... 2 months i guess since i least updated. Let's not even mention A life i don't remember... (i'll get back to that one at some point, i will.) Well to tell you guys the truth some very stressful things happened in my personal life. as much that with my free time choose to relax rather than write and after some time doing it i got really lost at where i was in the fic. I'll probably read the fic again just to get going and probably i'm going to fix what i see while i do that and i'll probably re-post a bunch of chapters... i don't know if ff . net sends you e-mail about reposting chapters but well it's going to happen at some points.

this chapter is shor because like i said... i'm a little lost. Also... ff. t is being a bitch to me and not sending notifications by e-mail. i already checked my alerts settings and everything seem to be ok... wtf?

well enjoy.

Chapter 19 – Tales of theories.

It was Quinn who opened the door and sure enough it was Santana and Brittany who stood on the other side.

"What are you two doing here?" the lion girl asks with a frown.

"We heard you two yesterday at the locker room!" the now white haired nymph answers. "Sanny wanted to come yesterday to cockblock you two, but I stopped her."

"Britt!"

"Thank you, Britt." Quinn chuckles, ignoring Santana's outburst. "Come on, Rachel is cooking."

"Yea…" Santana started, going into the house and being closely followed by her girlfriend. "…like that is what you were doing before."

"I never said that was what we were doing. I came to open the door and she went to cook. Simple as that." The lioness smirks.

She knows that Santana expect her to lie or to just give a half assed excuse, but that was not the case.

The reaction surprised Santana immensely. Even more because Quinn sported this huge smirk on her lips. She knew that her friend had sex with the girl she liked for the first time and she couldn't even joke and tease her because rather than biting it Quinn is just smugly accepting and confirming her dibs.

That was so freaking annoying!

She came to the Munchkin's house just so she could annoy the crap out of Quinn and the girl wasn't even caring. Bah! Maybe Rachel would be more responsive.

"Good morning, Santana." Rachel greeted while working on something by the stove. "However, I must add, I would be having a better morning if you two had come a little later today."

After that Santana just stopped trying to antagonize anyone. The felines clearly wouldn't fall for that. They were delivering their punches faster than her. Brittany was just happy they were having a peaceful morning for once in a while without the usual, and sometimes tiring, bickering of the gorgon and the lion.

Quinn had to give that to Rachel. It was the kitty girl who suggested that they should just go with whatever Santana tried to say, rather than getting annoyed or embarrassed by the gorgon's theories.

A really peaceful morning, quasi afternoon, indeed. Actually no one was really sure of the time. Santana and Brittany simply woke up and, given what they heard the day before in the locker room, the gorgon decided it was a must to visit them. Although knowing her girlfriend's true intentions, Brittany just went with it very excited about seeing and spending the day with the people she loved.

"Any plans?" Santana asks in a bored tone after a certain amount of peaceful silence and filling her plate with the food Rachel had just cooked them.

"For today?" the gorgon nods at the question "Not exactly. But I've being seeing about the hunt. It may happen in three weeks." Rachel smiles. "I also came to some conclusions about this city."

"What do you mean?" Brittany asks confused "About our city…"

"Lime is just too weird." Rachel mumbles before noticing the pointed glare she was receiving. "Well it is. You guys had no idea about the small magic or about how the Feral state actually works. And you guys are really behind in magical development. In fact, the city has an aversion to magic in general akin to one that the humans of legends would have. However Coach Sylvester seems quite acknowledgeable of the outside world, she simply seems to keep her sentience a secret to herself. As if she is immune to whatever blocks Lima's population from the reality of the outside world and plays well by making herself seem ignorant to it too."

"Okay… wait, just a moment… what?" Santana interrupts not really following.

"You know… it's like Lime is stuck in a parallel world where it's has half of a mentality of what we could call a 'human world'." Rachel tries to explain. "You reject the idea of magic incremented into your day to day when it's actually quite normal. You are afraid and reject the idea of someone in their Feral state being conscious of their behavior. You aren't educated to speak and transform keeping your clothes. And Magic manipulators like Tina and her kind are marginalized."

"Are you saying that we are so backwards that we…"

"No! Santana. What I'm saying is that this city is much probably cursed." Rachel sights. "But I assume that it's cursed in a way that you're not supposed or able to acknowledge it."

"And you said Coach is immune to it? What makes you say so?" Quinn asks raising an eyebrow in disbelief. She really liked Rachel, but the girl was starting to sound slightly weird.

"When I came to talk to her about the special clothes for my lessons she had already ordered them and she told me when we were in a secluded location that although unnecessary it was necessary that she had doped me when I was in my feral form." Rachel frowns at this last bit. "I don't know why exactly she is immune, I'm not even sure what is actually happening in this city, I just think that if it comes to it coach would be a valuable help even if she is not very clear or open about it."

"Maybe it's because she is human." Britt says liking the whole topic of conversation. "I mean we all have been out of the city because of cheerios and I can't remember it being a lot different from here. Actually I don't really remember much of the travels in itself, just that we won."

"Now that you're talking about it… I can't really remember about it either. Just the bits that coach replayed to us in video. But outside of that…" Quinn frowns.

"Wow that's weird… I think I'm feeling slightly nauseous." Santana says covering her mouth in closing her eyes, her snakes hanging lifelessly from her head.

Quinn smirked at her friend. "That's probably just you being hung-over."

"Fuck you, Simba." Santana growled still not looking really well.

The girls would probably start fighting if not for the phone ringing. Rachel just gives them a pointed look and Brittany delightfully pats her girlfriend's head, playing and stimulating each snake at time.

They wouldn't say they believed exactly in Rachel's theory. It's just that... she had a point. They still had many loose ends too, however.

It was Shelby on the phone and Rachel said she would love a visit from her mom. An answer which may have brought a pout to Quinn's lovely face. The kitty girl gave her newly acquired girlfriend a guilty smile and a peck on the lips.

Shelby was quite surprised by the abundance of female teenagers in the house. She had expected to find her daughter alone, still recovering from the festivities of the previous day.

"You did amazingly well last night, kitten." The older woman said rubbing her cheek with Rachel's in a motherly manner. "They kept talking about your performance even through the game."

"I wouldn't expect any less." Rachel answered with a purr.

"Did you make use of your fathers' absence to enjoy the festivities yesterday?" the older cat asked with a smile reserved just for Rachel.

"We didn't go to the party. Quinn spent the night, though, so I wasn't alone." Quinn chocked at Rachel's answer making Santana laugh.

"Good, good, there is some weird rumors about this house, you know?" Shelby added making for herself a plate of what the girls were eating.

"Ah… about it being hunted?" Rachel chuckles. "Whatever it is, it's sure more pleasant than the presence of mr. Schue… I mean I don't want to offend but he…"

"I know what you're talking about baby girl." Shelby says with a sigh she also never understood very well how Schue worked.

"Yeah… we get it. I don't know why though… He is such a nice guy." Santana mumbles chewing.

"But that's exactly what we're talking about! Ghosts are not exactly nice. His behavior really makes me feel uncomfortable even though I saw his real colors these days…"

"Isn't it good that he is nice?" Brittany asked confused. Santana's snakes that were all very active once again waved as if nodding with the nymph's statement.

"In a way yes, but not really." It was Shelby who answered. "Lima is already weird enough. But really girls… let's not talk about it right now. I would like to get to know my daughter's friends."

"And girlfriend!" Rachel smiled holding Quinn's hand making the lion girl blush and choke on her food again.

The day was fine and cheerful. The girls seemed to really like Shelby. They seemed to completely forget that the woman was the coach of their rival glee club. Santana particularly seemed really impressed with the woman. She was exigent and scary like Coach Sylvester, but really caring at the same time. She didn't just bark, no ironical pun intended, orders. She owned them! And if someone doubted her abilities and choice, that never actually happened thought, she would just show them how things were done.

It was funny how star truck Santana looked.

"You're not going to start crushing on my mom will you?" Rachel joked whispering in the gorgon's ear.

Santana's reaction was really funny.

"What the hell!?" she shrieked, her eyes bugging out in surprise.

"I mean, you're looking at her all dreamingly." Rachel teased.

"Am not!" the gorgon whisper-yelled back at the kitty girl.

"It's ok, San. I think she is hot too." Brittany said after hearing their conversation.

"Who?!" Quinn asks with a frown, taking her attention away from Shelby a little.

"Rachey's mom."

"Thank you guys, but I think this conversation is getting rather inappropriate." Shelby said calling them out and causing Santana to blush even more. "Plus you're embarrassing her. I bet we all have this real world person that we really admire and I'm quite honored to be yours. If that's the case! If it isn't… oh please don't crush my ego." The older woman added with a playful wink.