Chapter 2

Okay warning for this chapter: hints of rape but no graphicness

4 years earlier

The streets around her were dark, lit only by a few lampposts in the distance. Quinn shivered, silently cursing herself for not bringing a coat. Suddenly she felt herself being pulled into an alley as a hand clamped itself around her mouth. Struggling in the man's arms; she could feel his rancid breath on the back of her neck. Two other men sauntered out from the shadows in front of her, immediately she recognised who they were. Azimio Adams and Dave Karofsky, they swayed in front of her, the stench of alcohol flowing from their skin as they pulled her deeper into the alley.

'So loser, you joined glee club then?' Dave asked reaching out to caress her face as she struggled. Tears cascaded down from her eyes like raindrops fall from a roof in a thunderstorm.

'We think you glee nerds should be taught a lesson for hiding from us the other day' Azimio whispered, Quinn's eyes widening in horror as he began to unzip his jeans. 'No' she thought as Azimio pulled down his jeans 'no, they're just trying to scare me they wouldn't really do anything'

'Oh yes baby' Dave hushed in her ear 'we're gonna have some fun with little miss glee club here' he laughed as she fought harder against the man holding her.

Quinn shot up in bed, sobbing she put her head into her hands and waited for the waves of nausea to pass. She felt soft, firm arms encase her as she was pulled into Santana's chest.

'Hush baby it was only a dream' the Latina whispered comforting words in her ear as she stroked her damp hair.

Quinn lay in Santana's embrace, cradled into her chest 'it wasn't only a dream san, it happened it was real!' she cried harder.

'I know but that's never going to happen again baby girl I won't let it, not again' Santana held her tighter 'no one's ever going to hurt you or Charlie ever again!' Even though she knew Quinn had got the message the first time Santana continued whispering words of comfort in her ear, trying to ease her own anxiety about the situation.

Closing her eyes, Quinn sighed, 'thank you San, for looking after us.' She relaxed in her girlfriends arms, enjoying the feeling of being held and protected.

Santana woke up to someone pulling at her hand; she rolled over to find Charlie staring up at her with big blue eyes. 'Hey little lamb what are you doing up its only 7 in the morning' she whispered glancing at the alarm clock on her bedside table. Charlie's hair was flying out in every direction, her penguin pyjamas hanging off her thin frame.

Charlie rubbed her eyes sleepily, lifting her arms up so her mama could hoist her into the bed. 'I had a scary dream' she mumbled, staring at the ground ashamedly.

'Baby having a bad dream is nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about, it's completely normal' Santana wrapped her arms around her 'your mommy had a bad dream last night too' she smiled gently as Charlie snuggled even closer to her. The blonde girls in her bed meant everything to her, they were her family and she was going to protect them no matter what happened. Charlie yawned into her chest as she whispered soothing words in her ear; good things do come out of terrible events Charlie was proof of that.

Quinn turned to her side as she woke and was met by the face of her girlfriend staring back at her. 'Morning' she mumbled softly 'what are you doing up?' Noticing a mass of blonde hair that didn't belong to herself she shot Santana a questioning look.

'Our baby girl had a nightmare' Santana explained, patting the young child's head gently. Next to her Charlie stirred faintly at the disturbance before her movement stilled and her soft snoring resumed.

Quinn's brow creased upon hearing this, it was unusual for Charlie to suffer from nightmares plus she couldn't help but think that maybe the bad dreams had been due to the amount of stress the girls had been under lately with the trip to nationals so close. 'Did she tell you what it was about?' She interviewed her girlfriend, worried that there may be a key piece of information she may be missing.

Santana smiled gently, knowing exactly what Quinn was thinking. 'She just had a bad dream okay there's nothing to worry about children have them all the time'. Looking her in the eye she knew that Quinn was convinced or at least that she was going to let the subject go, it scared her that her girlfriend had to overanalyse everything but she entirely understood why. Her blonde angel had been through a situation so traumatic that to this day Santana still wasn't sure how she coped with it. Kissing the top of each girls heads she hopped out of bed before looking back over her shoulder and saying 'I'm going in the shower Mr. Schue is picking Charlie up at nine so she needs to get up soon'. With that she sauntered off into the bathroom.