So this is a short chapter cos I have writers block and cannot, for the life of me, think. So here it is:
4:23 AM March 29 2012
Quinn sat on the roof with a shotgun on her lap, dozing. Her head lolling to the side. Someone tapped her lightly on the shoulder and she woke up with a start. Quinn jumped to her feet and pointed the nose of the gun in the stranger's direction.
"Ay! Ay!" Mike shouted, pushing the gun in a different direction, "Calm down, Quinn! Its just me"
"Sorry," Quinn said, wiping the sweat off her brow, "Just don't sneak up on me!"
"Sorry, but what zombie will tap you on the shoulder?" Mike laughed.
"Yeah, yeah..." Quinn trailed off.
"Well, I'm here to take up watch. So, go get some sleep." Mike said as he took the shotgun from Quinn's sweaty hands.
"Yeah, thanks. Um, stay safe." Quinn said as she started her descent down the stairs. She left without another word.
Quinn jogged quickly down the stairs and into the dark hallway. The school looked like something out of a horror movie, dark, deserted, and dank. Quinn slowly walked through the quiet school reminiscing. Loud, quick footsteps broke her thoughts. She whipped her gun out from her jeans waistband and pointed it in the direction the sounds were coming from. A tall figure emerged out of the darkness walking briskly.
"Sam?" Quinn whispered.
"Quinn, oh my god. I was worried- I mean we were all worried," Sam said quickly, "you were supposed to be back from watch by now and..." Sam trailed off.
"Oh, sorry, I was just walking and thinking." Quinn said as the 2 of them started to walk towards the choir room.
"Thinking? About what?" Sam furrowed his brow.
"About... Everything."
"Hey," Sam said, grabbing Quinn's hand, "um, since we could like die at any moment, I have a question."
Quinn looked down at their linked hands and started to sweat. No, Quinn thought, no, no, no!
"Ask away" Quinn said coolly.
"Do you want to like... Um, be my girlfriend? Again?" Sam said with a nervous laugh.
Quinn slipped her hand away from him and her face went hard, showing no emotion.
"No." She said clearly. Quinn walked briskly away, leaving Sam wallowing behind her.
4:55 AM March 29 2012
Quinn silently walked into the choir room. Everyone was spread out on the floor curled up in sleeping bags. Only handfuls were actually sleeping. Puck was snoring loudly and Quinn stepped over him to reach Rachel, Santana, Brittany, and Kurt. Blaine was asleep with his head on Kurt's shoulder, his mouth hanging open.
"Hey-y-y-y guys," Quinn said as she yawned, "have you been awake the whole time?" Quinn sat down beside Rachel and plucked a chip from the Doritos bag in Rachel's hand.
"Sadly, yes," Kurt said as he poked Blaine in the forehead. Blaine jerked awake, looked around, then fell asleep again, "Me and Blaine have been drifting in and out of sleep but Brittany and Santana have been awake this whole time."
"There is a ghost that keeps poking me anytime I feel tired so I can't sleep" Brittany said shrugging.
The 4 of them went silent and stared at Brittany. Rachel shook her head and directed her focus on Quinn.
"Hey, uh, Quinn? You have an eyelash, her let me get it" Rachel reached forward and plucked the eyelash off Quinn's porcelain cheek.
"Make a wish!" Rachel trilled.
Quinn stared at the squealing little brunette waiting for her to wish. Quinn couldn't help but smile.
I wish, Quinn thought, for... Rachel. She blew the little blonde eyelash off the tip of Rachel's small finger.
"What did you wish for?" Santana asked.
"No! No!" Rachel waved her hands, "no! Don't tell, or it won't come true!"
Quinn blushed. Her cheeks were pinker than her hair, "then I won't tell a soul."
Sam walked into the choir room and glanced at Quinn. Quinn hid her face, pretending she was tying her boots.
"Hey, no... No!" Everyone's head snapped toward Blaine. He was talking in his sleep, "that's my bowtie! NO! No! Don't take it! Give it-"
"BLAINE!" Kurt shook Blaine's shoulder.
"Hm?" Blaine said sleepily.
"You were talking in your sleep!" Kurt said with a giggle.
Blaine turned bright red, "oh... What did I say?"
"You were talking about your bowties!" Santana laughed loudly.
"Oh..." Blaine turned even more red (if that's possible).
"I'm gonna sleep now," Quinn said grabbing the folded sleeping bag beside Rachel, "Goodnight, guys"
"I'm going to sleep too..." Rachel said "sleep tight!"
Rachel and Quinn got into their warm sleeping bags. Quinn curled up and fell asleep instantly.
9:19 AM March 29 2012
"Hey, dwarf," Santana shook Rachel's shoulder lightly, "hey, its your time at watch. Everyone is already upstairs, c'mon."
Rachel sat bolt upright, "Santana! Why did you wake me?" Rachel scrambled out of the warm sleeping bag and started to speed walk out of the room.
"Ay!" Santana jogged to catch up with her, "Quinn let you sleep in, by the way."
"Oh," Rachel blushed deep red, "oh, okay..."
"What's up with you guys anyways? You're all..." Santana made odd hand gestures, "weird"
"Well... Promise you won't tell?" Rachel said in hushed tones.
"Promise."
"I really like her, but... I don't know if she likes me-" Rachel began.
Santana put up a hand, "She does. She really likes you..." When Rachel looked unconvinced, she went on, "Listen, Berry, I may not be smart like you but I know these things. She likes you, okay?" Santana smiled reassuringly - something she barely does.
Rachel returned the smile, "thank you, Santana. You're a good friend."
Santana stopped and wrapped Rachel in a friendly hug, "no problem, Rachel... Hey," Santana grabbed her shoulders and held her at arms length, "if you ever need anything... I'm here"
They had reached the stairs and the 2 girls ran quickly up them. The New Directions were gathered on the roof and were chatting loudly.
"So," Quinn settled the crowd and began speaking, "since we're all here I can hand things out now..."
Quinn bent down and grabbed a little black bag beside her and started handing out, what looked like, little black boxes to everyone.
"OH COOL! WALKY TALKIES!" Sam bellowed he put the black box to his mouth and muffled his voice, breathing heavily, "Luke...I am your father"
The boys burst out laughing like hyenas and Quinn rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smirk. Everyone got their walkies and were now playing with them. Mercedes walked up to Quinn, who was now putting the small bag into a larger bag.
"Hey, Quinn?" Mercedes said quietly, "hey um, what are we doing today?"
"Actually," Quinn said quietly, "I actually don't know, I guess its free day! But we still have out watch shifts so yeah!" Quinn smiled slightly and Mercedes returned the smile and skipped away.
10:20 PM March 29 2012
Rachel was reading the "Wicked" novelization on the roof, shotgun beside her and walky talky beside her when Mrs. Pillsbury came up the stairs with glassy eyes.
"Mrs. Pillsbury?" Rachel stood up, forgetting about the book in her lap. The heavy book fell onto the concrete and made a soft thud, "Mrs. Pillsbury, what are you doing?" Emma was walking towards the edge of the roof.
Rachel scrambled for the walky-talky, "Quinn, QUINN!" She screamed into the walky-talky.
"Rachel? Can you hear me? What's up? Over." Quinn's muffled voice came in through the little walky-talky.
"ROOF. NOW!" Rachel dropped the walky talky and ran over to Emma who was now perched precariously close to the edge.
"Mrs. Pillsbury, please, PLEASE, don't do this" Rachel pleaded.
Mrs. Pillsbury turned to face Rachel just as Quinn burst through the door, "I can't do this, Rachel. I can't! I saw my fiancé get eaten by monsters. I need to be with him"
"Mrs. Pillsbury, please," Quinn interjected, "we need you. You're our rock. Please"
Emma backed closer to the edge, "I'm sorry." She leaned back and began to fall.
"NO!" Quinn and Rachel screamed in unison.
Emma hit the ground with a loud thud. Then the 2 girls on the roof heard a scream and some grunts. The zombies had got her. Quinn squatted with her head in her hands.
"No. No. No," she mumbled under her breath, "NO!" She screamed.
"Quinn," Rachel started to cry, "Quinn. PLEASE. QUINN, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THE STRONG ONE YOU CANT DO THIS!" Rachel was screaming like never before, "QUINN, YOU ARE THE LEADER OF THIS GROUP YOU CANT BREAKDOWN NOW!"
Quinn looked up, tears streaming down her pink and perfect cheeks.
"I- I'm sorry..." Rachel said in a small voice.
"No, no. Rachel, thank you." Quinn stood up and held out her hand for Rachel to shake. Rachel ran into her arms and hugged her instead.
"Please stay strong. We need you" Rachel whispered into her ear.
The corners of Quinn's mouth turned up and she hugged Rachel back.
10:32 PM March 29 2012
Quinn and Rachel walked into a loud choir room, everyone was talking.
"Heyyy, Fabray!" Sebastian greeted Quinn, "Where's Mrs. Pillsbury?"
"Dead." Quinn said coldly. The room went silent at this one word.
"What do you mean 'dead'?" Sebastian's loud voice broke the silence.
"Killed herself." Rachel said tartly.
"Who's gonna take care of us now?" Sugar asked.
"We aren't five are -" Rachel began.
"Who's gonna take care of you?" Sue strolled into the room, "I am. I'm Sue freaking Sylvester, I can do anything."