A/N: Finally people! :) here's the next chapter! I hope you enjoy and thanks for sticking with me! :) Review! Also, I submitted the real chapter 6 so if you haven't read that go back and read it.
Chapter 7: Old Friends
It's been two years since she was taken, and now that she was used to the high of the drugs flowing throughout her body, and the need for sex she now longed for, Quinn was being tested to see if she was ready to go soliciting her body. Mark Natchez was asked to give her a test run so to speak.
They laid on a cheap hotel bed heavy in a make out session, and she felt an ache forming between her legs and she needed him to touch her there. Closing her eyes, her hands reached up and began to unbuckle his belt, releasing his erect member from its home. She smiled playfully and moaned. "C'mon Mark, show me some love."
Ripping her shirt open, he immediately ran his rough hands all over her breasts and down her abs. She was quick to remove her jeans as well and waited for him to make the next move. "I'm yours for the night, show me something that I haven't seen before," she said seductively.
As he began to run his tongue against her clit, she moaned heavenly, and closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation that was coasting through her body. As her eyelids slammed shut, a petite, faceless brunette appeared before her. Quickly she opened her eyes and felt as he positioned himself and slammed into her.
Their orgasms rocked over their bodies and Mark collapsed besides her. "Good job, love," Mark said as he reached for his wallet and handed her three hundred bucks. He then left.
Quinn woke up and shook the memory away. Looking around she saw Rachel wasn't there, the smell of bacon clouded her senses as she smiled. Pulling on a pair of jeans and an old t-shirt, she walked into the kitchen and saw Rachel cooking breakfast.
Breakfast ended, and as they sat across from each other; Quinn tracing the rim on her coffee mug and Rachel smiling at her as she drank her orange juice. "Hey, Rachel?"
"Yeah?" She replied as she placed her glass back down and turned her full attention towards the blonde.
"Can I ask you something?" The brunette nodded. "Why didn't you stop looking for me? Why didn't you just move on with your life and forget about me?"
"Because I loved you more than anything else in this world. I knew in my heart that you were out there, and I wasn't about to give up everything so I could move on. And you should know, I'd never ever give up on you."
"Do you think that you could forgive me for missing those five years?"
"There's nothing to forgive, Quinn." They shared a smile. "What are your thoughts on Santana and Brittany coming over today? Fridays we usual do this movie marathon thing where we pick a series and watch them all or an actor and watch all their best films."
"Sounds good. It'll be good to see them again."
"They've missed you a lot, Quinn."
After getting dressed, Quinn in an old hoodie and jeans, and Rachel in jeans and Quinn's old Cheerios t-shirt, they placed bowls of popcorn on the coffee table in front of the plasma, along with different kinds of soda and beer. The clock struck one and there was a knock on the door and Quinn stood in the living room as Rachel answered the door. Exchanging hugs Santana passed Rachel the pizza then Rachel led them into the living room where everything was set up.
Brittany and Santana walked in and Santana froze as Brittany shrieked and ran over to Quinn. "Q, I'm so happy to see that you're okay!" Brittany flung her arms around her and hug her tight. Quinn smiled and hugged her back. "I knew that you were alright. I knew it."
"It's good to see you too, Britt. I've missed you. I trust you've been taking care of Santana. God knows she needs you." Quinn said back.
"Yep, I sure have."
They pulled apart and when they looked back at Rachel and Santana, Quinn could fell tears pricking at her eyes. Santana too had tears in her eyes. She then walked over to Quinn and stared into her eyes. Shrugging, Quinn whispered, "It's me, San."
Suddenly, Santana whipped her hand across her cheek, and a collective gasp filled the room. Grasping her cheek, Quinn looked at Santana and saw tears cascading down her face. "Do you have any idea what you put Rachel through, Fabray? What you put all of us through? Hell, I thought you were dead! But you were here soliciting yourself." Quinn opened her mouth to say something, but was silenced as she continued, "Dammit Quinn. Don't get fucking kidnapped again."
Santana then pulled Quinn into a hug and held her for dear life. Tears traveled down their faces, and Quinn muttered into her neck, "I'm so sorry, S. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you all through that. I love you, you're my best friend. Thank you so much for taking care of Rachel for me."
An empty pizza box, three bowls of popcorn and many empty soda cans and beer bottles later, the girls were fast asleep on Rachel's couch. Quinn's head in Rachel's lap and Santana and Brittany laying against each other.
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