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Rachel raised her eyebrow, "You're sure this will work?"
The copy nodded, "Yes, I'm completely positive. You are the only one that can save her, and I would suggest you hurry to it. Our Quinn's mind might not be as…inviting as yours is."
Rachel chuckled, "Yes, you are the most inviting person ever."
"Hey, I'm you." The copy smirked.
Rachel shook her head, "I know and that's what scares me. How do I leave this place?"
"Again….this is your mind. If you want to leave…then just think it and you'll wake up."
Rachel looked into eyes identical to hers and nodded, "Ok. Although, you are a pain my ass thank you for helping me with this."
The copy shuffled her feet and smiled reluctantly, "Helping you, helps me doesn't it? But you're welcome anyways. Now, go on and find that warrior."
Rachel nodded and closed her eyes concentrating on waking herself up.
The copy watched the brunette and smiled widely. She watched as Rachel's body slowly disappeared. She hoped that the brunette would listen to her heart when the time came. She didn't know it now, but Quinn would be the most important person in her life. The copy slowly disappeared as well settling itself back into the recesses of the brunette's mind.
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Rachel gasped and quickly threw her eyes open. Cold hard metal from Quinn's breast plate stared Rachel in the face. She lifted her head and groaned. Chocolate eyes looked around the dim cavern and quickly averted her eyes away from Santana and her best friend. She felt a hint of envy, and that bothered her. She cleared her throat loudly.
At the sound, Brittany detached herself from the warriors inviting lips and ran to Rachel. She leaned down and scooped up her friend in a giant hug smiling.
"Rachel! Did you do it? Did you figure out how to help Quinn?" The blonde asked excitedly.
Rachel nodded and couldn't help but laugh at the other woman's enthusiasm, "Yeah yeah, just….let me down woman!" the other girl complied.
Santana walked over to Rachel and laid a hand on her shoulder; she motioned to the blonde, "Do you know anything about Quinn's condition?"
Rachel looked over at the Latina, "She shattered her spine on the fall, and she's basically in a coma. She's taken safety in her own mind. The Seer allowed me to figure out a way to help her."
"The who?"
"That would be me. It's good to see you up and about. However, I wouldn't doubt that has something to do with a certain blue eyed blonde huh?" The woman cackled as she shuffled back into the room past a napping Nala.
The Latina's eyes shifted to the slumbering large cat and took a half step back, "What the hell is that thing?" she reached behind her starting to take her sword out.
Brittany placed her palm on Santana's chest, "Calm down. She won't hurt anyone," she smiled, "she saved us and brought us here!"
Santana removed her hand away from her sword hilt, "And where exactly are we?" she looked to the strange looking old woman.
"I am The Seer, young warrior, and you are in my realm. You overestimated your strength when trying to open a portal to your world. I was able to snatch your group up and redirect you here before you landed in some awful place." The old woman stated letting the warrior size her up.
Santana's eyes widened, The Seer? Oh my…and she quickly tried to kneel to show the woman respect. Although Santana had never met the woman before in her life, she had heard many stories of this mysterious woman and about her great powers. "Forgive me Seer, I did not know whom I was talking to."
The old crone chuckled, "None of that now. Stand up. Let us focus on helping your Commander shall we?" Santana didn't even bother questioning how the woman knew so much. She was a seer after all.
Brittany was baffled, "You know each other?"
Santana shook her head, "No, I just know of her. She's a very powerful woman that's been around far longer than I have. I trust her implicitly."
The Seer turned to Rachel, "Did you find what you needed to find?"
Rachel focused back on her mission at hand, "Yes and no. I had a conversation with myself," she got blank stares, "I know it's weird. But she helped me. She told me what made me special and told me how to help Quinn. But Seer, you were wrong. I can't share my gift with Quinn in order to help her. I have to do something else."
The Seer frowned; it wasn't often that she was wrong. "What do you mean child? What do you have to do?"
"I…well….it's really difficult to explain. I think I just have to do it because I hardly understand what I'm doing. But since I told myself what to do….I trust my body will know. Quickly, Santana can you lift Quinn up and pull off her armor?"
The Latina hurried as fast as she could to follow Rachel's command. She got behind her Commander and lifted her up as gently as she could with her uninjured arm. Rachel and Brittany took care of the strings on both sides holding the plate to her body. Together, they pulled the metal piece off the blonde's body and set it down next to her.
"Ok, Santana you stay there and lift her head up," Rachel ordered as she scooted up next to the prone woman. She lifted her left hand and placed it on the unconscious blonde's forehead. With her right, she kept it interlaced with the blondes; their bloods still mixing. Rachel closed her eyes and relaxed her body.
Santana frowned. She couldn't figure out what the girl was doing. When Rachel closed her eyes Santana's eyes widened. The scene was so eerily familiar because she herself had done this to Brittany a couple days ago. Impossible! She is not one of us….she can't be able to do this! Santana closed her own eyes and dropped her shields. With her physical contact with Quinn, she was able to sense her energy flow. The sites where Rachel's hands connected with Quinn's skin glowed brightly. Slowly and deliberately, tendrils of Rachel's own energy seeped into the blonde's body. It swirled around all the bones that had been shattered. The mixed energies pulled the fragmented pieces back into alignment and sealed them. Santana gasped and opened her eyes. The brunette seemed to be in a trance. None of this made any sense. Rachel shouldn't have been able to do what she had just done. That ability was special to her kind, and from what Quinn told her…it only happens in only one specific situation.
The tan woman bounced her eyes from Rachel to Brittany, and then back again. Brown eyes cleared and her mouth gaped open. No fucking way…
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Quinn clutched her hand around Sonya's that rested on her arm. The forest that they had entered was worrying the blonde. For some reason, she felt as if she shouldn't be here, but at the same time a part of her felt this is where she needed to be. She didn't know which frightened her more.
Sonya looked over at the blonde. She could feel the unease rolling off her in waves. "Quinn, you seem worried?"
Hazel eyes met hers, "You aren't? This place…it doesn't seem right at all. It's completely empty…where are the animals?"
Sonya looked around, "Perhaps you are right. But we need to keep going, we're almost where we need to be."
They walked for a few more minutes in silence. Quinn fought to think why this forest unnerved her. Her thoughts were mixed and jumping around spontaneously. She shook her head. Thinking shouldn't be this hard, of this much she knew. Wait…what was she doing again? Protecting someone? No…she was going to the coast…no a…where was she going?
"Where…are we going? I seem to have forgotten…" the blonde asked her companion.
Sonya pulled her to a stop with a frown, "Castle. Do you not remember Quinn?"
The blonde scrunched her face up, "Not particularly….it's becoming difficult to remember."
Sonya cursed and glanced around. They hadn't gone as far as she hoped, but this place would do. She let go of the blonde's arm and turned to face Quinn. She placed her cold hands on both sides of Quinn's face. "Quinn, do you remember who I am?"
The blonde in question blinked, did she remember? "…yes…you are…Sonya?"
"Quinn I need you to focus. You need to fight hard and remember who you are. Everything depends on that love" Sonya insisted, her eyes blazing.
"I don't understand…" came the soft whisper.
"I know you don't….just…do this for me ok? I need you to close your eyes and fight the grogginess. Your life depends on it…you're a strong warrior. You can do anything…remember me!" the black haired woman whispered fiercely. It wasn't time for Quinn to give up.
The blonde heard the fear and anguish in the other woman's voice. It rang deep within her. She closed her eyes as asked. The more she thought of what she had to do, the more the idea was falling through her grasp. No! Quinn frowned. She would not let whatever was causing her body to act this way win. She mustered her reserves of energy she had left and pulled at it with all her might. She screamed and let the energy consume her body and mind.
Sonya held Quinn close as her body slowly slid down to the dirty ground, completely spent. She wiped away her blonde's sweat soaked hair away from her forehead. Warrior mine, she thought woefully. Slowly, Quinn's muscles started to twitch and Sonya pulled back with bated breathe.
Quinn took a deep breath and choked. It was as if this was the first breath of fresh air she had taken in a long time. Her mind seemed to be clear and she didn't have difficulties following every train of thought. In fact, she could remember Sonya telling her to break through her fatigue. Hazel eyes rushed open and whipped up to meet blue eyes that haunted her for 600 years.
"Sonya?" she whispered incredulously.
Sonya smiled with tears in her eyes, "Yes, it's me my heart. Do you remember now?"
Quinn couldn't believe what she was seeing, but she remembered it all. She remembered the walk here, talking to Sonya, meeting her by the stream, waking up in an empty field. She remembered fighting two Shriekers off, hoping that Santana would hurry. She remembered falling and hitting the ground with a sickening crunch. The slight moment of sharp pain before darkness engulfed her.
Tormented hazel eyes lifted, "Yes I do…I just don't understand. Where am I?"
Sonya stood up and pulled the confused blonde up with her, "You are inside your mind. Your body is broken, and your mind pulled you in to protect itself. Unfortunately, you don't have much time. You've spent too much time here."
Quinn shook her head, "Wait…how are you here? You can't….you're…" she trailed off. Even after all these years she still couldn't finish the sentence.
"Dead. I know I am," Sonya smiled sadly, "…but I'm not really your Sonya. A part of me is…but I am the memory of the real person. I am what you've kept in your heart all this time, and I'm here to help you."
"Help me? What's happening?" Quinn asked. She was still having a hard time wrapping her head around all this. Furthermore, a headache was forming at the base of her skull.
"Quinn….you're dying. You've spent far too much time in here…eventually you will lose yourself." Sonya noticed the blonde's face contort in pain, "What's wrong?"
"It's just a headache…" the blonde muttered. She didn't really care about that. Sonya was here. Her Sonya was here. Even if it was just a memory.
Sonya frowned, "You're running out of time. I want you to listen to me Quinn. Focus on what I'm telling you."
Quinn nodded through the haze filling her mind once more. She fought it off again, but she didn't know how much more she would be able hold off.
"You have avoided dealing with what happened that day for the last 600 years. I know the guilt you've carried around your shoulders for centuries and I'm here to tell you to let it go. If you don't, you will miss out something so amazing and unique. Are you listening?"
"it was my fault…you…died…" she choked out the word as tears filled her eyes.
Sonya shook her head, "No it wasn't! Can't you see? I was meant to die that day. If I hadn't, you wouldn't be where you are in the living world. Meeting the people you need to meet. The little time that I had with you was a gift that made me the happiest woman in the world. There is nothing, nothing that made me as happy as you did Quinn." She finished passionately.
Quinn sucked in a shaky breath. She wasn't used to being bombarded by all her feelings; feelings that she had taken careful steps to block herself from.
"You don't hate me?"
Sonya smiled lovingly, "How could I hate you? You were the last thing I saw before I died, and that was something I had wished for very dearly."
Quinn wrapped her arms around Sonya and buried her face into her neck. She sniffled and whispered roughly, "I miss you so much. Everyday, I think of you. I do, I promise."
Sonya rubbed the distraught woman's back and smiled, "I know…I feel it. The love we shared is endless."
Quinn pulled back and wiped her face clean of the tears, "It truly is. How do I wake up from here? Maybe if I let myself die….we could be reunited again.."
Sonya shook her head, "You can't do that, love. If you die….that's it. We will never be together again. And besides, I'm not dead anymore. My soul is in another body already. Also, you can't leave here…"
Quinn took a step back, "Wait a second, hold on. What do you mean your soul is in another body and why can't I leave? I'm not dead yet!"
"My soul was put back into the Cycle and resides in another person. I can't tell you who it is, but I'm positive you will find them. As for leaving….you need assistance from the living world to help you and unless someone has found a way in…" she trailed off leaving the rest unsaid.
Quinn doubted anyone would be coming to her rescue. Even if Santana was able to bring her body back to the High Council, no one would know what to do with her. This had never happened before as far as she knew. Without help, of some sort, she was going to die here. Hazel eyes softened and her hand reached out for Sonya's. "If I am to die….then at least you'll be the last thing I'll see."
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