"Are you hungry?" Rachel asked as she sat up. Once Quinn had calmed down, they had sat together, Rachel kissing Quinn's forehead every few minutes. She was trying to comfort the girl to the best of her abilities along with comforting herself.
"Yeah, I guess" Quinn answered in a small voice. She wasn't used to people taking care of her. She had always either been the person taking care of everyone or else she took care of herself. That's what you did if you were a Fabray. You knew how to take care of others. You weren't weak. Right now she was showing weakness. And to Rachel Berry of all people.
After she answered, her stomach gave out a loud rumble.
"Yeah you guess?" Rachel laughed. Despite the situation, Rachel tried not to think about everything but what they were going through. After much intake of their surroundings as her and Quinn walked about the house, they had come up with the conclusion that they could not find an escape route. The walls were too high and there was no escape route to dig their way out. The only door that they had no access to was the locked door within the storage area off the kitchen where the food was kept. Already being warned not to tamper with any locked doors, they had left the room defeated.
"Come on. Lets see what we can eat" She said, pulling Quinn up off the couch. The blonde laced her fingers with the brunettes. They smiled at one another. This situation was going to be awkward for the both of them. Past enemies who up until 24 hours ago when they awoke next to each other in the bed, could not stand to be in the same room as one another. Now they couldn't bare to be apart.
"I have to pee" Rachel whispered coming to a halt before leaving the bedroom. She quickly looked up at the camera above the door. The same kind that she knew was located in every room. Quinn also looked to the camera. Neither had used the bathroom room yet and now all they could think of was the lack of privacy.
Looking around quickly, Quinn pulled Rachel through to the living room, over to the area which held the washing and drying machines. She grabbed the clothes rack and headed back to the bathroom with Rachel in tow. Once in the bathroom, she set up the towel rack in front of the toilet and then grabbed towels from the open cabinet, placing them on the bars on the rack making a privacy barrier in front of the toilet.
"Now" Quinn smiled at Rachel.
"Thank you Quinn"
Quinn moved from Rachel to leave her in the bathroom but the shorter girl quickly grabbed her hand.
"Don't leave me" She pleaded.
"But don't you want privacy?"
"Not from you. Please. Don't leave me by myself" She pleaded again, now holding Quinn's hand with both hands.
"Okay" She nodded slowly.
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Breakfast was silent between both girls as they took in their surroundings over their bowls of fruit salad and oatmeal.
They had found a wide variety of food available to them in the storage area, along with fully stocked shelves and refrigerator.
After they ate, they sat down on the couch and looked through the catalog available to them. Their abductor obviously wanted to keep them comfortable, that was already relevant with the house.
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During the first week, they developed a schedule. In the morning, Rachel was usually the first to wake up. She would get out of their shared bed where each night they held each other while they slept. She opened the curtains slowly waking up the sleeping blonde.
"Quinn. Honey. Time to wake up"
The blonde wasn't a morning person. She groaned and whined until Rachel ended up leaving her in the room by herself.
The blonde knew that she now would have to get up. Neither of them liked being in a room by themselves for long. The fear of the unknown (their capturer). She would slowly rise from their bed, make her way over to the calendar on the wall to mark the date and then follow Rachel to the kitchen.
By then, Rachel will have already started to make their breakfast, along with coffee. After a light breakfast, usually made of fruit, oatmeal, smoothies, bacon for Quinn or Vegan supplements for Rachel, they would hit the gym for an hour or so.
Distraction was the key to surviving. They may only be on their first few days in, but they were keen to keep their minds clear and as calm as possible.
After breakfast, they took turns showering. One brushing their teeth waiting, (the shower having been inspected by both of them already to check for cameras and the doors covered with towels) while the other showered. Once they had both taken their turns, they went to the changing area they had made in the closet. Another area they had inspected for cameras. They hung a sheet with nails they found in a kitchen drawer and closed off the area.
After getting dressed, usually wearing something along the lines of sweat pants and simple t-shirt that had been provided for them, they would move either to the library or the living area.
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By the end of the week, living in such close quarters, they began stepping on each others toes. It was only expected of course. Rachel was preforming a type of diva storm out that didn't go very far when she realized that there was no way she was going to isolate herself in any room away from Quinn so this resulted in her sitting next to the girl, pouting and ignoring anything that was said to her. Quinn constantly rolled her eyes and had taken to teasing and taunting the girl once again.
The house was silent, bar the noise coming from the TV or piano. Along with internet access, the girls had use of a TV. They had a games system along with DVR and Netflix. Again, this proved that they were expected to be comfortable.
Rachel was in the middle of a storm out after Quinn had taken to bad mouthing the Diva after she had taken longer then usual in the shower that morning, when the voice of their capturer came over the intercom and made both girls jump. Rachel quickly turned around and ran over to the couch, onto Quinn's lap and froze in the girls arms. On the second night of trying to sleep, they both had a whispered discussion of how much the voice had terrified them.
"Ladies. I wish to inform you of the good news. Your buddies from the Glee club will be on channel 24 tonight, singing an apparent favorite of yours in your honor. I advise you ladies to sit down and work out your differences before the event at 9 o'clock so that you can enjoy it together. Remember, you won't be leaving this house anytime soon, so maybe getting along a little better would be in your best interests."
With that, the speakers turned off and Rachel lifted her head from Quinns chest.
"I'm sorry" the girl whispered.
"No I'm sorry," Quinn answered. "I'm... I'm being a bitch again." And she had been. She had been snapping at everything that Rachel was doing and was taking her anger and confusion out on the other girl.
"It's not your fault. You're just as upset as I am and I shouldn't be acting childish for something that neither of us can control."
"I'm so sorry Rachel" Quinn said, covering her eyes with her hand.
"No, Quinn. I already said-"
"No, not about that," Quinn cut the girl in her lap off. "Well yeah about that. But that's not all. I'm sorry. For everything." Quinn reached her arms around Rachel's waist and pulled the girl tight against her.
"I'm sorry for how I've always treated you. And how horrible I've been. I'm so sorry" By now, tears had started to flow from Quinn and she was bent over, sobbing into Rachel's chest.
"Quinn, sweetheart. It's okay" Rachel said, trying to comfort the girl beneath her.
"No it's not" She answered.
"Yes. Yes it is. I forgive you Quinn. How could I not forgive you when you've stuck by me this entire week?" She said, rubbing her hand over Quinn's hair.
"You can't just forgive me like that Rachel. You've stuck with me too." Quinn objected, pulling back to look at Rachel.
"But I do. I have to forgive you because there's no way that I can keep any grudge against you if you're the only person I have. You're the only person I have to keep me strong Quinn and I need you. I need you, just like you need me. Okay sweetheart. So no more tears, okay?" She cooed to the girl as she brushed her fingers through the the blondes hair and then leaned forward to kiss her forehead. Quinn smiled up at the girl in her lap and nodded.
"Leave the past in the past"
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The 1st of July was a hard day for both girls. Today would have been the day of Artie's summer party before they all headed off in separate directions for the rest of the summer. Quinn had planned to take a trip to the family cabin by the lake with Brittany and Santana. Rachel was heading to NYC with Kurt and Blaine. And the rest of the New Directions were either going on vacation with their families or else planning on heading towards their colleges and settling in.
Daily, the girls checked the facebook pages of their friends and family. Brittany updated her status daily and wrote on their walls, begging for them to return.
Santana left one threatening message directed to Rachel and Quinn, telling them to come home or she was going to kick their asses next time she saw them. Later a comment was added apologizing and asking them nicely to come home.
The rest of the Glee kids had also left messages on their pages, asking for them to come home or else for the people who had taken them to return them safely. Those comments had been made over 2 weeks ago and now their statuses told of their summer vacation plans or announcing their arrival in their new dorms. At least now they could keep up with their friends, even if they had no way to contact them.
July 1st also marked one month since they had been abducted. And it marked a month since Rachel had sung, Quinn noticed. The future star hadn't hummed or sung a single note since the day they graduated and honestly? Quinn missed her voice. When she tried to question Rachel about it, the girl refused to answer or else she just simply shrugged and changed the topic of conversation.
Conversation. It was easy for the girls now. They had grown closer over the last month. They mainly spoke at night, in bed when they were curled up together. They would play 20 questions. It gave one another some comfort at night before sleep took over.
They had now grown comfortable with being alone in a room by themselves, but never for too long. Quinn would sit in the library area and read, while Rachel would sit at the piano and compose or play song after song. She never uttered a word during her time at the Piano, but Quinn came to notice the stack of music which was building on the desk next to the piano.
Rachel had also noticed that Quinn had taken claim to the laptop most nights before bed, as she wrote page after page of what Rachel guessed was a record of their time spent in the house. When they got into bed that night, after Rachel had finished washing the dishes from their evening meal which Quinn had prepared and Quinn had shut down the laptop, they laid together snuggled under the covers.
"Quinn?"
"Hmm?"
"What do you write on the computer each night?" Rachel asked, playing with Quinn's fingers.
Quinn shifted. "Well... It started as just a record of what was happening. What the voice was saying to us and what we have been supplied with. But then I started detailing it, writing down thoughts and some conversations," Quinn looked quickly up to Rachel's eyes from where she had been watching Rachel's hand and her own. "I hope you don't mind. I haven't written anything too personal" She said rushed.
"No, no. It's okay. Write what you want. Whatever helps you. The past is the past, remember?"
"Yeah I remember" She answered, bringing Rachel's hand up to rest on her cheek. She loved these moments. These moments when they could just lay here together, relaxed, worry free for those few minutes before going to sleep.
Where they could hold each other, Rachel would hold her and kiss her forehead and tell her that they were going to be okay. No questions asked, she believed her.