Ok so I might have promised this like such a long time ago and I apologise for not having this sooner but real life sucks and that all I have to say about that so heres this chapter and hopefully it doesn't suck that much.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of this show even though I can wish upon a star...

Riding along…

The two girls had been driving around for a little more than half an hour, the comfortability of their silence was quickly wearing thin.

"So where do you think they're going to play?" Quinn asked trying to break the silence.

"I'm not really sure, but you know they usually like to perform until like really late" Rachel said as she was trying to look something to occupy herself with and calm her nerves. She felt herself a bit worried about her friend. She fiddled with the radio trying to find a station settling on one that currently had a slow rock song.

Even though the music on there still was another uncomfortable silence. Quinn scratched the back of her neck thinking of things to talk about that didn't involve her ex. So she came up with the most simplest thing. "So do you want to go for a drink or something?"

"I actually don't abide alcohol." Rachel had tried alcohol before but after a bad experience with Brittany she longer feels the need to drink alcohol or listen to a certain Kesha song the same ever again.

"Oh really? Me neither" Rachel smiled at this she had yet to find another teen her age who didn't drink alcohol.

"Oh? Are you a straight edge like I am?" Quinn raised her eyebrows and looked straight back to the road.

"I don't really like to fall into any labels," after that things got a bit awkward until Rachel felt the need to ask "I don't have to worry right?"

The question confused Quinn. Do I look that threatening? Does my driving seem that bad? "Uh About? Is it my driving?" She said nervously and added quietly "I'm pretty sure the seat belts are still functional... I hope.."

"What? I was talking about my friend? Wait what do you mean I hope?"

"Oh nothing nevermind. Your friend?"

"Yes. Brittany went with your friends. There's two guys and although Kurt seems like a nice guy and umm.. Santana is it?" She said nervously not sure she got the name right "She appears to be charming and all but I don't really know anything about them." She finished off nervously.

Speaking of Santana brought her to remember wondering if she kept her word.

~~A few minutes ago~~

"No funny business" she had told Santana before they took Brittany into the van.

Santana furrowed her brows and responded with shocked and disapointed expression.

"Oh come off it bitch. She's drunk! I may get with a lot of loose girls, but I'm not going to jump at her first chance I get! She's close to being passed out!"

"Alright, Alright no need to get all defensive!" Quinn poked her away. Santana flipped her off before following the 2 blondes towards the van.

Quinn looked back at Rachel who was still waiting for a response, "Oh! No you don't have to worry. Umm Kurt and his friend are uh... capital G gay ...so... they really have no 'desire' for your friend as for Santana well she's more into the type of girl that can be fully awake you know?"

Rachel didn't know how to respond but simply nodded as Quinn continued to drive around looking for a spot to park to maybe get something to eat before they look into clubs to inquire about Tubbington.

"So are you thinking about going off to college?" Quinn asked trying to make conversation to fill the silence.

"I'm not really sure if I want to or not" Rachel was sure on the fact: she really wasn't sure. There were too many things to think about to take into consideration. There were a lot of people that depended on her, that needed her here and there. Then there was what she really wanted to do... "I have a spot open waiting for me at NYU but I also have a few job offers that would stop me from going." Quinn looked over as soon as she heard the school's name.

"Oh Really? That sounds awesome in a way. It's like have a lot on your plate there." She says as she smiles at her and looks back to the street. "I got into NYU too. If you were to go there then I'd at least know like one person there" She quickly adds.

Rachel thought it over thinking that may be a possibility as she looked back smiling then thinking about college and school she remember about Brittany. Which then made her feel a little guilty and uneasy on the fact that she left her passed out friend really easily,"Umm do you think you can stop here for a bit I uhh need to use the ladies room quickly" she didn't really have to go she just needed to call her friend hopefully she sobbered up but she still doubted.

"Sure I'll stay out here I doubt I'll find any parking." She said as she got closer to the parked cars.

"Ok" was all she said as she rushed out into the nearest club.

Quinn watched as she left quickly and found it a little weird that she didn't have to say much to the bouncer to get in, not even show I.D. Maybe they don't check it if you want to go to the bathroom.

She sent a text to kurt to see how they were doing and instead of a text back her phone began to ring.

Kurt

The young man with the light brown hair that was combed in a very neat pomp style was holding on to the cell phone with one hand as he tried to fix his hair using the mirror on the shade with his other hand.

Santana was still driving and talking to the Trouty Mouth as Santana had dubbed him. They were having a discussion in the car about possible name changes. Ofcourse Santana didn't like any of them.

"Hello?" Came in Quinns voice.

"Why aren't you in there with her? I thought girls did stuff together," completely ignoring the whole greeting process and although he didn't mean for the last part to come out so suggestively Quinn certainly understood it as that.

"Ew no Kurt I barely met her awhile ago!" She was so loud he had to pull away the phone from his ear so it wouldn't hurt.

"Didn't stop you from having an all out make out session anyway! And before you fight me on this further I didn't mean it that way!" he quickly added not wanting to start an argument.

"Mmhmm" Quinn hummed her response not believing him. "Didn you guys find her house ok?"

"We're still in the city there's a lot of traffic here. We're taking a little pit stop gonna eat some hot dogs, we're starving."

"Did Brittany wake up already?"

"No but we've managed to make a lot of noise and she is practically dead, just like Santana's Love life." He joked looking over at the Latina as she gave him a glare. Quinn couldn't help but laugh.

"Hummel you're fucking lucky that I'm driving!" Santana yelled as she kept driving.

"Oh you know its true! You last relationship was how long ago?" He asked already knowing the response.

The Latina just mumbled under breathe and flipped him off.

"That's what I thought. " He smirked.

"Alright stop fighting you two and becareful with Brittany"

"Don't worry Q we have everything under control." He assured her.

" Alright I guess."

"Don't screw this up byyeee" he hung up the phone before he could hear her response and joined the conversation of band names.

"The Red October? No no that sounds wrong coming from a band with two lesbians and a gay guy."

"Well it would be like really rockstar you know? Work on that sex appeal like Balls Deep" the Latina made a disgusted face at that one.

"Ok ok what about Made to Cum?"

"Oh god no can't you two get your heads out of the gutter? I want to be able to bring my aunt at least one of these shows. How did I become the the non pervert tonight?" The two boys couldn't help laugh at the Latina and their teasing.

With Rachel

Although it was pretty easy for her to get it in the club, being that her fathers where very well known, so was she by association. It helped sometimes and sometimes it just sucked because she never knew when people were being real with her.

Well, there she was inside the club finally able to reach the bathroom. When she entered the stall she pulled out her cell phone and called her friend's phone. After several rings it went straight to voicemail. She tried one more time as she looked around she laughed as she saw a lot of things written on the wall. There was peoples phone numbers, curse words, and a lot of bright question marks. She followed the trail of question marks to several drawings around the outline of a fat cat with a tiny top hat and a cigarrete with little swirly line of smoke.

That's Tubbingtons Logo! She couldn't believe it, a clue to Tubbington! She followed the drawing along the wall until aha! She touched the address not believing it to be true but there it was the letters smeared in her hand showing that it was written pretty recent.

She put her phone away too excited to leave her friend a message.

Back at the van.

The blonde in the backseat was not completely passed out as the voices she heard around had said. She just had her eyes closed. She couldn't hear everything they said but sometimes when she did it scared her that she wished she couldn't hear it all. This ride was making her feel more nauseous but finally it stopped. She felt that each turn they took she would break and at one point she thought she might explode because of the unknown vibrations. She decided to to block out all noise and maybe sleep would help her.

While in the front Santana was finally able to find a parking space in front of a good fast food place. The two boys quickly exited the van to run together to get their food.

"No its ok, don't worry! I'll close your doors and lock up everything myself." She sarcastically talked to herself. Looked back at the blonde who was still sprawled out in the back he long blonde hair covering her face. She locked her door and the passenger door went to the back side door.

She found one of her extra jackets she kept in their van and covered the blonde so that she didn't seem so exposed. She relunctly closed the door not knowing if she should stay with her or not.

"Santana! We need you to pay I'm short a few bucks." Kurt yelled from the other side of the street making her mind up for her. She rolled her eyes fixed her own sweater and looked one last time back at the blonde who seemed to stay the same. With that she went on to catch up with the two boys. "Damn freeloaders.."

Back With Rachel

When Rachel ran out the club excitedly she expected to find the Yugo waiting for her outside with a short haired blonde inside buy when she came outside all she saw were the same cars that were parked there before just without one double parked Yugo. She tried to look around but her small stature made it hard to look over the people that were walking around. She frowned how could she leave? Her previous feelings of excitement seemingly gone. She was about to run back to the club but bumped heads with a certain blonde.

"Ow.." The blonde whined as she rubbed her nose. She had found a parking space not too far away before a cop was going to give her a ticket. She was about to call Rachel over but when she ran out of the club but crowd of people wouldn't let her pass through. When she finally did her face or rather more her nose quickly met with the brunettes head.

"Oh my god Quinn! I am so very sorry!" Rachel apologised quickly. She was about to take a closer look but quinn waved her off telling her it was ok. She pointed to the car with her thumb showing the small car parked behind a hummer, the reason she couldn't see the small car.

She apologized again explaining that she thought that Quinn had left her.

"Really? I'm really not that type of person" she laughed as she opened Rachel's door for her. "I can be a bitch sometimes but I'm not that evil." She laughed.

Rachel gigled and remembered her big news."Oh I found Tubbingtons possible location!"

"What!" Quinn was about to put the key in the ignition but freezes at the news. "No way!"

"Yes way!" Rachel tells her about the stalls and the writting. Quinn knows exactly were the place is but its on the other side of the city so the begin to drive out back into traffic that never seems to die out. They drove through with a new direction and smiles back in place.

Brittany?

A loud police siren sounds out through the street causing a very dizzy blonde to wake up. She immediately gets up bumping her head on the roof of the van.

"Ow" she sadly whispers to no one as she tries to rub her head and watery eyes only to find she's somewhat wrapped in a sweater. She pulls it around her liking the feel and warmth in contrast cold van.

Where am I? She looks around her surrounding not recognizing her surroundings at all.

She looked around and sees that all the doors have their windows up and locked. Where was Rachel? Did they take her away? She began to panic holding onto the sweater and her phone in one hand she managed herself out the door and began to go down the street trying not to cry. Rachel? Where are you?

All resolve gone as soon as she gets a few steps away and begins to scream as she runs away.

I dont even know when I'll be able to update but hopefully my class doesn't get to overwhelming...