More than One

She woke up a couple of hours later, she saw from the clock on the wall that it was eleven o'clock. Brittany was asleep on the chair next to her, and Quinn was sprawled out on the chair over the far side of the room. she sat up, leaning her head in her hands, 'Ah.' She whispered, feeling the headache setting in. She knew that all the blood had been cleaned from her face and that Brittany must have changed her clothes. She was wearing her pyjamas, which she wished she wasn't. They were only a pair of shorts and a tank top. She lifted the blanket off of herself and swung her legs over the side of the chair. 'San?' Quinn said, walking over to her.

'Mmmm.' She mumbled.

'How do you feel?' Quinn said, sitting next to her, careful not to wake Brittany up.

'Like I was run over a couple times.' She joked.

'San, this isn't funny. You passed out, you were shaking and sweating. We need to stay as far away from this ghost relative of yours as possible.'

'But what if she needs to tell me something, what if she needs to tell people what really happened?' Santana pleaded. 'I don't really care what she wants Santana, whatever she is trying to do, is hurting you.'

'I know, but we are related, maybe I'm the only one who can help her.'

'Maybe,' Quinn sighed. 'Why don't you go up to bed and get some rest, I'm going to stay here with Brit so she's not alone.'

'Okay Quinn, thanks.' She smiled, standing up slowly. 'I'll see you in the morning.'

'Good night.'

Santana knew she wasn't going to go to sleep. She needed to find out what Maria wanted form her, or to tell her or whatever. But she needed to know. She quietly changed into some jeans and a black t-shirt, put on her converse and her white jacket. Which probably wasn't the best idea for where she was going but she only had one jacket, and it was already dirty for tumbling down the hill earlier. She quietly tip-toed back down the stairs and saw that Quinn had fallen asleep on the chair next to her girlfriend. She slipped round them and really wanted to lay a kiss on those beautiful lips before she left, but didn't want to wake her. she grabbed one of the flash lights off of the side and made her way out into the dark, alone.

'Quinn, Quinn wake up!'

'What, Brit?' She said, being shaken buy the other blonde.

'Santana, she's gone.' Brittany was almost crying now.

'Brit, hold up,' She said, sitting up taking the crying blondes hands. 'She's okay, she woke up and I sent her upstairs to bed.'

'I thought about that and I went to check upstairs and she's gone. The bed wasn't even messy so she hadn't got in.' This made Quinn shoot up.

'Okay, go and get the rest of the girls, I'm going to wake up Mr Schu and the guys.'

'Okay, meet back here in a minute.' Then they shot of in different directions and called everybody down.

Santana was heading back to Maria's gravestone. She didn't really know why but she thought there might be something else there. She carefully made her way down the bank, not wanting to fall again, and then sat down in front of the gravestone. 'Come on Maria, what do you want me to know?' She whispered, concentrating on the gravestone. The wind had picked up and she could feel spits of rain on her cheeks. She was the coldest she'd ever been and hugged herself, putting the light down facing the grave. 'What? just tell me what you want!' She shouted, and then the wind blew one of the smaller trees completely over. she jumped up and picked up the light. She knew Maria had done it, so she went to have a look. She moved cautiously around the fallen tree, and saw another grave. 'What the hell?' she said, bending down to look closer. The name on the gravestone was Duncan Little. 'Shit, he killed him as well. Simon killed both of them.' She got up and turned to go back up the hill, when she heard a voice that sent chills up her spine. 'get away…, get out…' it shouted. The voice was dark and threatening, it must have been Simon. She now knew that there was more than one ghost here, one good and one very, very evil. She made it to the top of the hill with the rain now beating down on her, and she ran.

'Okay,' Mr Schu said. 'We've checked the entire house, all the rooms she might look in. Any other ideas?'

'What about the forest? we found the grave out there.' Finn suggested.

'I don't think Santana would do that Finn, she knows how dangerous it is out there.'

'She would though wouldn't she? It's Santana, she isn't scared of much and she really wants to find out what Maria wants. Maybe she thought the grave would give her more clues?' Quinn said, causing them all to agree.

'Okay, Mike, Finn, Puck and I will go look. Sam and Artie stay here with the girls.' He went over to a crying Brittany. 'Don't worry, we'll find her.' But they didn't have to look very far. A few moments later, Santana burst through the doors, soaking wet and out of breath.

'Guys, guys,' She gasped.

'Santana, what is it? Are you okay?' Mr Schu asked bringing her in to the living room to sit down.

'San, take the coat off you're soaked.' Brittany demanded, after embracing her in a deep hug. 'We were so worried.'

'I know, I'm sorry.' Santana apologised as Brittany draped a blanket around her shoulders and then sat next to her, arm around her shoulder. 'Why did you go out there alone Santana?' Mr Schu asked.

'I know it was stupid, okay, I just needed to think about everything.'

'Where did you go, back to her grave?' Quinn asked.

'Yeah, and something weird happened.' she looked down.

'What?' Brittany asked.

'I think it was Maria, this strong wind completely tore down one of the trees. I went around the other side of it to have a look and I found another grave.' She shivered.

'Who's was it?' Puck asked.

'It said Duncan.'

'Oh my god, the man she fell in love with?' Santana nodded.

'I think Simon Killed him too, and buried them both in his garden.'

'Man, that's so sick.' Sam said.

'I know right, but the something else happened. I, I think I heard him.'

'Heard who? Duncan?' Quinn asked, confused.

'No, Simon. There is more than one ghost here. He sounded angry and told me to get away.'

'Well now that you found out his dirty little secret, I think he's going to be more pissed than ever.' Puck stated.

'Yeah, I know. And I have no idea what to do next. Tell the police? Try and get them to cross over? I don't know.' She lent her head in her hands and took a deep breath. Brittany rubbed her back comfortingly.

'It's okay honey, you're just tired. Get some sleep and we can talk in the morning.'

So, this is where i'm kinda stuck! I will hopefully update soon but I have lots of other stories on the go!