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The silence that hung between the two beings was deadly. Santana itched to speak, but she felt as if she had already done so much. However, the magnitude of what she was just told plagued her thoughts. If what Quinn was telling her was true, then this really should be the happiest moment of her life. She had just found her true soulmate after several hundred years of being alone. The only problem was that she knew how much remembering her lost soulmate hurt her friend. She was there the day Sonya died, and she held her friend as her heart shattered into a billion pieces.

Santana looked to the side at distant hazel, Oh Quinn…if only there had been a way. Over the centuries she had noticed Quinn closing herself off more and more, as if she was losing hope of ever being reunited with her love. She had once told Quinn to hold on to hope, but she doubted that saying the same thing now 600 years later was going to have the same effect. Santana felt completely helpless.

Quinn wasn't in as much turmoil over the memories as Santana believed her to be in. Yes, she did miss Sonya and there are moments when she's not in control and the events of the past cause a reaction, but thankfully most of the time she's in complete control. Over so many years, the wounds do tend to heal, even if the scars, much like the physical one she still carries, remain. The meditation helps. After learning the technique, she was able to focus only on the happy memories but no matter how strong she's become there's still cracks. Quinn…stop being selfish a tiny voice broke through the hazy fog of Quinn's psych. Quinn blinked. The voice was correct. Here she was, dwelling on the past when her friend that kept her together for many centuries will finally experience true joy. For a brief moment, Sonya's smile crossed her mind and Quinn couldn't stop the infectious smile from blossoming on her face.

"Hey," Quinn's husky voice rang out softly.

Santana looked over and was surprised by the smile on her friends face, "Yeah?"

Quinn smiled brightly, still on a high from the memory, "Are you not happy my friend?"

"You're fucking kidding me right? I'm ecstatic!" Santana exclaimed with a laugh.

Quinn laughed and leaned over to give Santana a one armed hug, "I'm happy for you, I really am. I'm sorry for being a mood killer," she finished jokingly, but with an edge of seriousness.

With a shake of her head, Santana looked at Quinn warmly, "You could never kill the mood Commander. It's all good!"

The blonde quirked her eyebrow and smirked, "So…..how are you going to tell Brittany?"

Santana's laughter died with a choke.

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"You should go talk to her…" Brittany stated from the bed as she watched Rachel walk around examining the room.

"Talk to who?"

Brittany rolled her eyes, "Don't play dumb, you know who…"

Rachel paused with her hands on her hips, and turned to the blonde lazing on the bed, "And why would I want to do this?"

"For one, it's really awkward if you're both fighting. Two, you should apologize for exploding downstairs. Three, she's here to protect you…you ought to make nice. Oh….did I mention she's keeping you alive?" Brittany raised her eyebrow with a challenge.

"Ok, ok I get it. I suppose I can make nice, because I have to ask her something that I know she isn't going to like" a wicked gleam entered the brunette's dark eyes.

Brittany cocked her head to the side, "And what would that be?"

"My dear friend...we are women are we not? We need the bare essentials!" Rachel responded in a girlish squeal.

Brittany laughed, "Good luck with that!"

After Rachel had left the blonde in the room, she headed downstairs to try and find her nemesis. Rachel couldn't stop the shiver from traveling up her spine from the creaking of the old staircase. At the foot of the steps, Rachel stuck her head into the living room where the blonde had last been seen and saw nothing. Next, she tilted her head towards the kitchen and heard nothing. The last place she checked was the den, and still she couldn't find her. She was considering checking back upstairs when she heard muffled talking from outside, but above her somehow.

Oh, she wouldn't….what the hell am I thinking? She has wings, of course she would! Rachel sighed dramatically and flew out the door.

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"Quinn, you've got company," Santana said pointing down toward the ground where Rachel Berry stood with her hands on her hips staring up at them.

Quinn looked down and couldn't stop the groan from passing her lips, "What now?" she mumbled.

Rachel shaded her eyes from the sun with her palm as she looked at the two women on the roof. Un-fucking believable. Of course they would hang out on a roof, I mean that's natural right? Rachel shook her head and yelled out, "Quinn!"

A feminine voice boomed down at her, "YES?"

"Could you please come down here? As much as I love yelling…." She drifted off hoping the blonde would catch her drift.

Quinn looked at Santana, "You think she'll kill me?"

Santana snorted, "I highly doubt it. Go talk to her, I'm going to see if I can find Brittany." With that, the Latina stood up and jumped into the air before dropping down next to a startled Rachel Berry.

Rachel jumped when Santana landed next to her loudly. She thought the drop must have hurt, but the woman seemed fine. The tan woman offered her a smile and a wave before heading back into the house. Not a moment later, flapping of wings reached Rachel's ears, and Quinn appeared next to her. She wasn't even fazed by the massive wings anymore.

A thin blonde eyebrow rose, "How can I help you?"

Rachel clasped her hands together nervously, "Look, I'm not really….into apologizing and stuff. However, I can acknowledge that I was acting childish. I'm still not ok with the situation…" she sent the blonde a warning look, "But, I am sorry for yelling at you."

Quinn nodded stoically, "Very well, apology accepted."

"Great! Now I was wondering if we could…"

"No" Quinn cut the woman off before side stepping her and heading toward the door.

Rachel blinked and gaped, "Wh…hey…wait you didn't even listen to what I had to say! I said sorry!" she stuttered.

Quinn swiveled around on her heel quickly, "I'm saying no because I already know you want to do something I won't find safe. Staying here is our best bet."

Rachel took a deep breath to keep herself from overreacting again, "I've thought of this, just hear me out ok? It's a solid plan."

Quinn figured she should at least give her charge a chance to explain herself. Otherwise she'd be in another argument again. "Ok, what do you have in mind?"

"It's easy really. If we are expected to be in your care for a long time, Brittany and I are going to need to have clothes, toiletries; the essentials. Before you say we won't be safe…" Rachel quickly added when she noticed the blonde going to respond. "We will have you and Santana be there with us. I even think that to save time, you and I could go to my place and Santana could go with Brittany to hers."

Quinn really thought about the request. The only way to make peace with this woman was to make some concessions. I suppose she will need some clothes and whatnot. Otherwise, we'd have to buy them stuff which will be difficult with the wings. Quinn didn't want to resort to taking the pill because the Void could attack at any given moment and the pill gave them a disadvantage. However, if we do it we would have to go at night for cover; means a higher chance of an attack. Splitting up is NOT a good idea, but the longer we are out the more we become targets. Splitting would save time however. But is it worth the risk?

Rachel's chocolate eyes watched the warrior closely. The woman seemed to be warring with herself. Her wings kept twitching nervously and she kept shifting her weight from one leg to the other. Rachel really needed this idea to pass; otherwise she would go crazy without some of her things, things that held memories for her. Also, she needed to send word to her fathers or else they would call in the National Guard if she went missing without word.

"Let's say, I do agree to this…not that I am!" she added quickly as a gleam entered Rachel's eyes, "If we do this, if, I would need you to follow my direction implicitly. You can't question me nor argue. We will have to wait till the cover of darkness, and we will be fast. No exceptions ok?" Quinn didn't know when her hypothetical question became a fact and she was somehow agreeing.

"YES! Yes, of course I'll listen. Anything, anything at all and I'll do. No, we'll do," Rachel's body literally vibrated up and down slightly where she stood. Or perhaps Quinn was going mad, which at this point was a possibility.

Of course I will somehow regret this Quinn thought with a mental sigh. "Alright, then it's settled. Tonight, we'll go and collect your things. Let's go inform our companions." Quinn motioned her arm for Rachel to head first into the house. She pressed her wings close to her body to make sure not to clip the woman on accident.

Rachel literally skipped into the safe house. Quinn shook her head and followed the insane woman. As infuriating as the girl was, Quinn couldn't deny that she made her feel things. Whether these feelings were good or bad…that is yet to be seen, but nonetheless it doesn't change the fact that it's been centuries since she had last felt anything at all.

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