Hey guys! Here's your next update. I actually decided not to add in a brittana chapter only because I had already started writing this part before I got any answers. Also, there will be some Brittana scenes later on. I'm sorry if I've disappointed anyone.

But, here's your next part. Enjoy :) Review if you can please.

"You're late," Santana teased when Quinn landed in the yard.

"I was late by 20 seconds. Bite me…" Quinn muttered as she dropped the bag hanging from her left hand. With the bag free, Quinn looked down at Rachel. She had her eyes closed and seemed asleep. "Well, this is a problem…" Quinn couldn't stop from quirking her lip slightly.

Santana chuckled, "Commander, I didn't know you were so comfortable. After all these years, who knew what I was missing?"

Quinn rolled her eyes and folded her wings against her back. Using her brute strength, she held Rachel with one arm and tugged the bag she had fallen asleep with out of her hands. She placed it next to the one she had already freed. Quinn frowned, how was she supposed to get the one off her back? She let Rachel's feet touch the ground while she supported her weight with her arms.

"Rachel," Quinn said firmly down to the comatose woman. Rachel did nothing. "Rachel….Rachel come on wake up for a minute…" still nothing. Hazel eyes glared at Santana when she heard her snicker in the background. Quinn narrowed her eyes in thought. After a few seconds she grinned. She had learned this technique a few hundred years ago. It helped when yelling around the battlefield. She took a deep breath and pitched her voice to the right octave. "RACHEL WAKE UP" her powerful voice boomed.

The result was instantaneous. Rachel's eyes shot open and she started falling backwards. Her chest pounded as she panicked for a split second. Luckily, Quinn's fast reflexes kept the girl from falling on her ass.

"Hey, it's alright. We're safe…I just need you to take off your duffle ok?" Quinn told the girl in a soft voice as to not spook her again. She felt a little bit of remorse, but what else was she going to do? She wasn't sure how Rachel did it, but she muttered something incoherent and slid the bag off. Then, she wobbled for a bit on her feet trying to stay upright. Quinn sighed. Santana was so going to tease her about this. She moved forward and picked Rachel up bridal style and walked into the house, up the stairs, and into the master bedroom. Of course, the small woman was fast asleep.

Twice in two days, Quinn thought with a raised eyebrow. With one final look, she walked down stairs and back outside to get the girls bags. As she thought, Santana was still outside waiting for her.

"That's all she's got?" Santana motioned to the three bags in the grass.

"Yes, it would seem that we weren't the first people to visit her home since last night," she leaned down and picked up one of the bags, shouldering it.

"The Void was there? Quinn, I knew we shouldn't have split up…" Santana frowned, growing upset.

"Calm down. They weren't there, but they had been. Her room was obliterated; as in, completely torn apart. I'm surprised she was able to find this much stuff. Whatever came after her, scent marked her room. Their feces were all over her belongings and even the walls," Quinn reached down and shouldered the other bag.

Santana scrunched up her nose in disgust, "That's just fucking disgusting. Is she alright?"

Quinn nodded and leaned down to grab the third in her hand. "Yeah, she's just shaken up a bit. At least she didn't pass out this time; she's just tired. Did things go smoothly at Brittany's?"

"Oh yeah…." Santana winked.

Quinn snorted and shook her head, "Of course you would."

"I got game, what can I say?" Santana bragged and smirked.

"Uh huh"

The tan woman rolled her eyes, "I'm just kidding. It did go well, but nothing happened. I was able to talk to her a little. Can I ask you something personal?"

Quinn nodded, "Sure"

"How….like…when you told umm…Sonya about the whole love thing, how did you do it?" the nervous woman stuttered out.

"I didn't," Quinn shrugged flippantly.

"Well, how the hell did she find out?"

Quinn shifted her burdens and looked her friend, "Telling someone who isn't one of us that they are your one true love is not an easy pill to swallow. No matter what you both feel. For me, I decided that since I knew what she was…that it was enough. I'd let nature take its course, and that maybe one day I would tell her what she meant to me."

"Did you ever tell her? How did she take it?"

Quinn let a smile grace her face for a moment, "Sonya was a very practical woman. Perhaps, ahead of her time but she took the news rather well…and…it was one of the best days of my life." A charming grin stretched across the blonde's face.

Santana's heart warmed at the sight, there's the Quinn I remember. "So…you let her fall in love with you without letting her know?"

Quinn hummed in agreement.

Santana pouted, "But that's so…slow. Where's the fun?"

Quinn laughed and started walking back towards the house. "It can be, just be patient. Oh and Santana?"

The tan skinned woman ruffled her wings and turned her head to the retreating blonde.

"I was the one that fell in love first. It's just how it happens."

Santana couldn't wipe the dreamy smile from appearing on her face at the thought of Brittany, "Oh I know…"

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Once inside the house, Quinn quickly dropped off the bags in the bedroom next to the sleeping woman. Again, she quietly slipped out of the room unnoticed. She was walking down towards the stairs when she paused. Is that…crying? Quinn squinted and tilted her head trying to figure out where the sound was originating from. The door to Santana's room was cracked open. She slowly took steps to the old wooden door, and was able to see that Brittany was sniffling on the bed; her shoulders shaking.

Now what? Quinn thought with a mental sigh. Her body betrayed her and knocked on the door. The other blonde looked up with red rimmed blue eyes. She quickly wiped them away and motioned for Quinn to enter.

Quinn faltered slightly not expecting to be let in. She stood awkwardly in front of the blonde.

"I…was just dropping Rachel's stuff…and then I heard…are you ok?" Quinn mumbled lowly.

Brittany nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. I think it's finally sinking in for me. What's actually happening to us. It's hard having to pack up your stuff knowing you may never go back, you know?"

Quinn took a seat next to the shaken woman, spreading out her wings behind Brittany so she could sit comfortably, and stared at the opposite wall, "It wasn't always this hectic. I remember, when I was still new to this war, that the Void…"she paused, "the creatures that attacked you. We call the place where they dwell 'the Void'. Anyways, I remember a time when they didn't bother in the human world. Of course you had Darkness here….but the physical representations of Darkness fought us on other realms." Quinn looked at Brittany, who looked more confused than anything.

"What I'm trying to say…is that maybe there will come a time again when it won't be so bad. I've learned that when dealing with these things, you can never lose hope. If you lose hope and you succumb to the darkness…there is no hope for victory."

Brittany nodded even though she didn't really know why this was relevant. She didn't really know the warrior but she knew it would be highly offensive to do anything else but listen. "I think…I understand."

Quinn smiled slightly knowing the other woman didn't really know what she was talking. Hell, Quinn didn't really know what she was talking about. "Sorry, I tend to preach when I'm in certain situations. Did you get everything you needed?"

"Yeah, I didn't really have much. I only took the most important things I'd need"

"Very well, are you hungry?" Quinn stood up quickly, while making sure not to clip the human with her wing. She wasn't quite sure what to with herself anymore. She needed to escape.

"Not really…but I suppose I could try?" Brittany slowly composed herself. She hated being in a crappy mood. It did no one any good being upset.

"I think we've got some food left over from this morning in the kitchen. Come on I'll show you," Quinn said as she turned and walked out the door. Brittany followed close behind her.

The two blondes were walking down the stairs when a loud boom echoed through the house, shaking all the furniture and glass. Quinn and Brittany held onto the railing for support. Immediately Quinn's body went on high alert. In a split second she dropped her mental shields and cursed at what she knew was coming. Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit. Quinn's eyes widened slightly when she remembered Santana was still outside without her armor or sword.

Quinn swirled around, accidently bumping against Brittany with her wings. She shot a hand out and settled the girl's balance. She spoke firmly and quickly. "Brittany, go upstairs with Rachel right now. Wake her up if she's not. Don't come down no matter what you hear." Quinn got a shocked blank stare in return, "Go!" the warrior nudged her up the stairs. Brittany turned around, almost tripping, and stormed back up the stairs to Rachel's room.

Quinn ran down the stairs and crashed out of the front door with her shoulder. Santana was flying towards her, while behind her two massive black shapes lumbered towards the house. Quinn ran forward and pulled her sword out of her armor and brandished it; the light emanating from the object shining brightly in the darkness. Santana flew by her and Quinn only hoped she was going to grab her equipment. From the energy readings she was picking up from these creatures, she wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to hold them off. These were definitely not lower level demons.

Quinn took a running leap and flew into the sky. Her eyes widened slightly when the creatures leapt and joined her. Shriekers. Both of the beasts had four limbs for running, each with its' own set of wickedly sharp claws. The head of the animal was rounded, with bone spikes poking out in every direction and a large mouth dripping with saliva. It's canines glistened in the moonlight. Wings sprouted from both of the monsters' spines, lifting them into the air. A high pitch scream hit Quinn's sensitive hearing causing her to wince. Still, she pressed on intent on meeting the beasts to give her partner enough time to grab her things.

Quinn collided with the first creature with a painful thump. One of the claws ripped its way across her forearm and shoulder. Quinn used her wings to pull herself away from the dangerous limbs. She brought her sword down and cut it across the midsection. The Shrieker bellowed and twisted in midair slamming its thick tail into her side. The impact sent the blonde falling towards the ground. Quinn's entire left side burned with white hot pain. Her wings stopped her from a bloody impact with the earth. Movement above her caused Quinn to glance up quickly. The Shrieker that she had wounded was flying straight down at her with its claws out ready to strike.

The blonde flew out of the way only to be pounded in the back by the other Shrieker she had taken her eyes off of while fighting the other. Pain exploded across Quinn's spine causing black spots to litter her vision and her ears to whine. Next thing she knew she was falling fast toward the ground. Her wings tried to stop her fall but the momentum was too much. She landed hard on her back sending her head bouncing off the grass. Darkness enveloped her vision.

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