Roses are red
Quinn pulled the pipe with all her force. Her feet were on the wall as she tried to gain more force to pull with but the pipe didn't move an inch. Her wrists were raw from all the times she'd tried to fit her hand through the metal around it, nothing was working.
She kept pulling on the pipes over and over again but they didn't budge.
"Hello! Please! Help!" she screamed but the silence she was met with was terrifying. She was beyond scared to that point.
She kept pushing but nothing was happening. Her heart stopped beating when she heard a gurgling sound and her eyes looked frantically for the source until she saw water spreading form under the door quit rapidly towards her.
"Shit. Shit" she pulled harder and hit the pipe with the cuffs faster. "Come on" she stood and tried to pull her hand out of the cuffs but it wasn't working. Her hand soon turned even rawer but she was still handcuffed to the damn pipe.
"Help! Somebody! Can anybody hear me?! Help!" she hit the cuffs on the pipe to create sound but the only sound she could hear was the gurgling of the water as it leaked inside the room.
"Not like this, not like this" she kept pulling her hand and hitting the pipes but no one was there to listen and all she could think about was that Rachel better be in one of those boats and safe by now.
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Rachel ran down the corridor looking for the only man that could help her. Several men and women hit her shoulders as they ran in the opposite direction trying to save themselves.
Then she saw him turning a corner, hope already filling her heart and ran faster to catch him. She could do this.
"Mr. Chang!" he turned around and reached out his hands for Rachel to hold. She was breathless and he couldn't believe that she was still on the Titanic.
"Mr. Chang, thank God!" she gasped for breath as he held her hands "Where would they take someone under arrest?"
"What? You have to get to a boat right away!" he tried to take her to the deck again but she resisted and stood firm.
"No! I will do this with or without your help, sir. But without it, it will take much longer."
She begged with her eyes and he looked conflicted. For a moment Rachel thought that he wouldn't help her but then his eyes shifted to the ground and he took a deep breath. He knew she was stubborn and that nothing will change her mind at that point.
"Take the elevator to the very bottom" he said as he guided her towards the elevator, she listened intently "Go left, down the crewman's passage then make a right, you'll see a long corridor. Third door to the left."
"Bottom, left, right, left. I have it" she nodded and squeezed his hand in appreciation, her mind repeating his instructions one more time.
"Hurry, Rachel. You don't have much time left," she ran down the hall towards the elevator as Mr. Chang returned to the corridor where she found him. He needed to make sure that everyone was out on the deck.
Rachel saw the small group gathered around the elevator doors as she walked closer.
"Sorry, miss. Lifts are closed…" his tone made her blood boil. The ship was sinking and this guy was still working! She was not a princess!
She shoved him inside the elevator; his back hit the other side, his eyes widen at her strength but other than that he didn't protest.
"I'm through with being polite, God damn it! I may never be polite the rest of my life! Now take me down!" the operator pushed the lift as Rachel closed the gates.
"Take me to the bottom" he nodded stupidly as she took a deep breath.
They started to go down slowly. Rachel's eyes were trained on the floors they were descending, her hands were sweating and she was breathing faster than normal. She didn't need to see her hands to know that she was shaking.
She was going to find Quinn and she was going to be alright. She had to be.
Suddenly the elevator hit something underneath and before they knew ice water was pooling around their legs. Rachel screamed and stepped back in surprise and so did the operator. She didn't expect water this soon and the sight alone terrified her.
"I'm going back up" he was freaking out.
"No!" Rachel stopped him and with great difficulty she opened the gates.
"I'm going back up! I'm going back up!" the operator yelled. Rachel locked eyes with him. She imagined that in a few minutes the elevator will be useless in that floor. Her chin was already trembling because of how cold the water was but she couldn't give up.
"I'm going" the operator said one last time before the elevator started to slowly go up and she looked down to the water around her feet.
It was so cold that she couldn't think of anything else beside the water on her feet. Her teeth were chattering as she turned around to look for a sign that indicated where exactly she was standing since she had never been on that particular floor.
"Left, crew passage" she repeated as her eyes landed on a slog. She thought about Quinn being in this floor with all that water around her and for how long. She didn't want the girl to be cold.
Her throat was closing in, all the emotions she was keeping to herself were about to burst through but she needed to be strong, she needed to find Quinn.
Not a single soul was around, she was on her own and the fear of finding Quinn was quickly growing with uncertainty. All the worse scenarios were popping in her mind as she took heavy step after heavy step.
She didn't know if she was going to be able to take the image of a beating Quinn if that was the case. She needed the girl to be alright.
"Right" she murmured, her lips were turning blue at that point but she kept walking. "Long corridor" she looked both ways taking deep breaths. Her feet were almost numb "Right."
She walked down but couldn't remember the last indication that Mr. Chang gave her. She kept walking and she realized that the water was by her knees by then. It was happening way faster than she thought it would.
"Quinn? Quinn!" she screamed as hard as she could. It seemed like all hope had disappeared and all she could do was yell the name of the girl that had stolen her heart.
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Quinn was pulling on the pipe tireless; she didn't want to die like that, not drawn or freezing. Her wrists were bleeding from all the pulling but she kept trying, never losing hope that if she tried hard enough the pipe would give in.
"Damn it!" she cursed before she collapsed on her knees on top of the desk she had pulled with her legs. She could feel the tears behind her eyelids but she refused to lose hope, she needed to try harder.
She decided to pull again -even though her wrist were bleeding at that point- when she heard a muffled voice coming from outside.
She recognized it instantly and a smile the size of the Titanic itself broke on her face.
"Rachel! Rachel, in here! I'm in here!" she hit the pipe with the cuffs hoping that Rachel would hear her. "In here, Rach!"
Rachel heard the voice and quickly made her way to the door where it was coming from. She pushed with all her strength to open the door and there Quinn was, on the corner of the room, handcuffed to a pipe with blood running down her arms and without a jacket and it was freezing!
"Quinn, Quinn!" she splashed over to the blonde wrapping her arms around the girl's neck and kissing her deeply. Quinn returned the kiss immediately and with fervor. "I'm so sorry Quinn, I'm so sorry" Rachel started to cry as Quinn tried to kiss her tears away but with no success because she couldn't reach.
"William put it in my pocket when he met us in the corridor" the blonde explained hoping with all her heart that Rachel believed her. Rachel kissed her again.
"I know, I know" she cried and then her eyes fell on Quinn's bloody wrists and she felt guiltier than before. She could only imagine how hopeless the girl was feeling down there all by herself and it was her fault.
"I'm so sorry" she apologized again as a new set of tears fell down her cheeks. Quinn knew that Rachel felt guilty even more then that she saw the blood in her wrists.
"I understand sweetheart, I do" she assured Rachel when she looked up "You're here now and that's…" she stopped and couldn't help to frown. Rachel looked taken aback for a second by Quinn's sudden change of attitude.
"How could you be so stupid, Rachel?" the brunette shook her head firmly believing that Quinn was talking about the incident with the necklace "Why didn't you go to the boats, huh?"
Realization sank down and Rachel felt herself fall harder for the blonde. She wasn't mad because Rachel had doubt her, she was mad because Rachel was there and not safe.
"I couldn't leave without you" she softly replied "I couldn't leave you here."
Quinn was on the verge of tears herself but she had to admit that she was glad that Rachel was there but the thought of the girl putting her life in danger for her was too scary.
"Alright then" she said and motioned for Rachel to get closer. As soon as she was close enough Quinn kissed her with all she got and felt Rachel responding with the same amount of passion. She rested her forehead on Rachel's for only one second before kissing it lightly as Rachel caressed her face and neck, "help me with these and we'll get out of here together."
Rachel smiled for the first time in hours and turned around to look for something.
"What do I do?" she turned back around. Quinn thought she was the cutest thing that she'd ever seen.
"A key baby, look for a key. A small one" she instructed and Rachel got to work opening drawers in the desk. Quinn stared at her as she looked around thinking about how much she loved that woman and vowing once again to get her out that ship alive.
"How did you know that I didn't do it?" she softly asked and Rachel turned around to look at her in the eye.
"I didn't" she shook her head. Quinn saw her blue lips and trembling chin, she needed to get her a coat or a blanket and soon "I just realized that I already knew."
Quinn smiled as they stared at each other until she realized that Rachel had stopped looking and time wasn't on their favor.
"Keep looking baby" she motioned and Rachel shook her head before she got to work again.
After a couple of minutes the water was above Rachel's knees and she still had no key in her hands.
"There's no key in here" she voiced but Quinn had already figured that out and fear willed up within her again for both, herself and Rachel.
Rachel was about to cry again when Quinn called her over.
"It's ok, baby" said the blonde as she kissed the top of the brunette's head "You have to go for help" Rachel nodded but she didn't want to leave Quinn alone again.
"I'll be alright. You need to go fast and I'll be right here" Rachel bitterly thought about where she was going to go when she was handcuffed to the damn pipe but she kept her mouth shut and tears barely contained.
She needed to safe Quinn, she needed to do it.
"I'll be right back," she reluctantly said before she pressed her lips against Quinn's again and again and then again before reluctantly pulling away.
"I'll wait for you right here!" Quinn called behind her back as she made her way to the half flooded corridor.
Rachel didn't allow herself to think about negative outcomes. She was going to find help and she was going to get Quinn out of there. They were going to make it, damn it!
She splashed down the hall passing the corridor she came from and straight to a set of stairs. She quickly ran up a little faster without the water pooling around her legs.
She took off her large but thin coat and left if on a side to be able to move a little faster. She didn't even know where she was but she kept walking in what seemed to be a labyrinth of sorts. Long corridor after long corridor, all empty.
She swallowed hard. There was no one down there and the cracking of the doors and windows was really starting to freak her out.
"Hello? Somebody?" she called but no one was around. She needed to go up another floor but she didn't know is she was going to be back on time if she did that.
She turned around another corner; she was running at that point becoming desperate with every passing second but the light went off making her stop mid-step.
Her heart was on her throat, eyes wide with fear as she waited. The lights came back with a horrifying creak of the wood.
She was so cold, her chin was out of control, shaking harshly and that second that she'd been left in darkness had been the scariest second of her entire life. She could feel the tears willing in her eyes again but the figure of a man down the corridor alerted her again.
"Help! Sir, help me please, there's someone down there" but the man didn't pay her any attention, he was running down and as soon as her hand touched his arm, he shook it roughly "Sir, please. Sir!" he was gone.
The light flickered and went out again. She collapsed on the wall behind her and stood motionless for a second hoping with all her being that the lights will return. With the same creaking noise the lights were turned on again after a couple of seconds.
A butler appeared around the corner and she let out a breath she'd been holding when he looked at her. He was carrying lifebelts in his arms.
"Come on, miss. I'll take you up, is alright" he grabbed a hold of her arm as she tried to speak.
"Wait, wait! I need your help" he shook his head as he dragged her down the corridor against her will.
"Of course you do but no need to panic, miss. Come along" he wasn't stopping and he was taking her with him.
"No, let me go. Listen to me!" he pulled harder, she realized that he was in some kind of induced shocked state but Quinn was waiting for her downstairs and he was trying to take her up "Stop! You're going in the wrong direction! Stop!" in a shear moment of panic she hit him square in the nose. He let go of her as blood rolled down his chin immediately after her small fist made contact with his face.
"To hell with you!" he said before he ran ahead and left her there.
"No, wait!" but he didn't stop.
She turned around; the corridor was empty as was the whole floor.
To her right she saw a glass case with a fire axe inside. She'd never use one before but she was pretty sure that that could cut the cuffs. She broke the glass with the end of the water hose and took the axe in her hands before running back to the way she came.
When she got to the staircase she started to shake harder than before. The water was flooding so much higher than before and as she stepped into it she realized that it was colder as well.
Her chin started to shake almost immediately as she got inside the water with the axe tightly held in her hands she got all the way in. she gasped when the air left her body out of surprise, the water was up to her waist and it was exactly how Quinn described it.
Rachel felt like a thousand knifes were pocking her all over her body. Her legs were hurting and it was costing a great deal to take a step.
She held the axe above her head in her hands as she power through the freezing water. Her hair was a mess, long gone was her expensive due but she couldn't care less.
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Quinn was sat on top of a bench by the wall keeping her legs out of the cold water as she waited patiently. It was a while since Rachel had left to find help but she had faith in the brunette so she was certain that she'd come back.
She heard the water splashing out and she looked at the door just in time to see a very pale Rachel walk inside with an axe in her hands. She was trembling and looked beyond scared but she was there.
"Will this work?" she asked with a small voice and Quinn wanted to reach out and offer her warmth but she couldn't and they were running out of time.
"We'll find out baby, come here" the girl's lips were purple and she was missing her pink coat. Quinn grimaced at the thought. She seriously needed to get her a coat.
The pipes groaned in the corridor and fear flashed through their eyes, time was running out and fast.
Quinn stretched out the chain connecting the cuffs but it was barely two inches long and Rachel wasn't even holding the axe right.
"Separate your hands a little bit" she said and Rachel complied.
"Like this?" her chin was shaking uncontrollably.
"Yes, like that baby. Now take a couple of practice shots right there" she pointed to the bureau that was just to Rachel's left.
The water was filling in quicker than before and Quinn started to panic as Rachel lifted the axe and hit the edge of the bureau with barely there force.
"Good, now try to hit the same mark again harder" Rachel nodded furiously and lifted the axe above her shoulder. When she hit the desk she hit it almost five inches away from the first hit.
They shared a look and Quinn saw the terror in Rachel's eyes but she dismissed it.
"Enough practice baby. Now come on, you can do it" she stretched the chain on the pipe again.
Rachel saw the dried blood on Quinn's wrists wishing that she wouldn't cut one of those wrists off in a moment. She was terrified of hurting the blonde but she was more terrified of not being able to help Quinn.
"You can do this, Rachel. Look at me sweetheart" Quinn called her. Rachel was beyond herself. She felt like she couldn't take another minute in the water, it was so cold. "Hit it as hard as you can at once, don't doubt yourself baby. I trust you."
Rachel got closer for Quinn to kiss her which she did. The warmth of her lips was enough to make Rachel realize that she'd always trusted Quinn with her life and even more with her heart.
Rachel stared at the little chain and lifted the axe. Quinn closed her eyes and looked away without knowing that Rachel did the same thing as she lowered the axe with speed.
Both girls snapped their eyes open when the sound of the metal colliding with metal resounded in the room.
Quinn smiled as wide as her face allowed her to when she realized that her hands were intact and she was free.
"You did it, babe!"
Rachel dropped the axe to the floor and practically jumped on Quinn who catch her just in time wrapping her arms around the smaller girl's waist as their lips collided in a relieved kiss.
Rachel was laughing against Quinn's lips. "I'm so proud of you" the blonde murmured and somehow that meant so much more to Rachel than any compliment she'd ever heard in her life.
"Fuck! It's so cold" Quinn gasped for air as Rachel kissed her cheeks with her ice cold lips and caressed her arms with equally cold hands.
"I'm so glad you're ok" Rachel kissed her one more time before they pulled back. Quinn took her hand in hers and brought it to her lips to plant a small kiss on her knuckles. The blonde smiled a cute little smile that said how happy she was that Rachel was ok as well.
"Let's get out of here, baby" Quinn took the lead and headed for the door.
"The stairs are that way" Rachel's chin quivered harder when she spoke but Quinn shook her head immediately. The light wires were sparkling and the water was coming faster from the way that Rachel was pointing and from where they were standing it looked like the water was boiling.
"We gotta find another way out, come" she pulled the brunette down the opposite end. The water was over their chests at that point but Quinn managed to pull Rachel down a few more meters until they found another staircase to the left.
Quinn kissed Rachel's hand again as they went up the stairs as fast as they could. Both girls were shaking and not only because the water was freezing but they were also terrified to no end.
Quinn kept eying the corridors as they ran up but they were completely empty.
They stopped when they came face to face with a door. Quinn checked, a locked door.
"It's locked" she let go of Rachel's hand to force the handle but it was simply not budging.
"What do we do?" Rachel asked, scared out of her mind. Quinn turned around to see her lover but the brunette looked completely devastated. She had been in the water for too long, her lips were three different shades of color and her arms were covered in bruises.
"Baby, you're freezing" Quinn said as she cupped her cheeks and pulled her closer. Her hands rubbed Rachel's back, arms and hands. The girl was shaking uncontrollably.
"I like that," Rachel smiled and even if her chin was out of her control Quinn still thought that she was the most beautiful girl that she'd ever see.
"What?" she softly asked as she kissed her hands and blew hot air in them. The sudden wave of heat made Rachel smile.
"When you call me baby" Quinn's heart fluttered for the thousand time since she'd met Rachel but it was alright. As she kissed Rachel's lips softly she knew that it was just alright.
They could hear the noise from the other side of the door where Quinn knew the E-deck was. The moment she shared with Rachel suddenly scared her out of her mind. They didn't have the time and yet they were taking it.
"Stand back, baby" she pushed Rachel out of the way before she held onto both sides of the rails and kicked the door right below the handle with all her force.
She wanted to smile at the way the door sprung open and pieces of wood flied out of the frame but fear was overtaking her and by the look on Rachel's face the brunette was having the same issue.
She took Rachel's hand and quickly pulled her out to the corridor where several people were running in different directions at once.
They saw the terror, the tears, the desperation in all of those faces and Quinn quickened her pace as well running down to where she knew the main stair was located.
They turned the corner and the amount of people gathered at the food of the stairs made them gasped. The gates were locked and several butlers were on the other side holding the gates that way.
Rachel was too quiet behind Quinn and the blonde could feel her shaking even harder than before and they were being locked down there like their lives didn't mean a thing.
Quinn groaned at the mere thought because she knew that some of them thought that that was actually the case.
"Now what?" Rachel's voice was broken while Quinn became more desperate to get her out of there.
"Here sweetheart" an old lady with a kind smile offered Rachel a blue blanket, "your lips are blue" the lady said before she left.
Quinn took the blanket from Rachel's hands and draped it around the girl's shoulders, rubbing her hands up and down her arms to give her some heat.
It was obvious that the gates weren't opening any time soon so Quinn turned around and looked left and right trying to remember her way around.
"Come on, this way" she took Rachel's hand and pulled her down again. All the doors that lead to the next floor were locked, all the gates were chained and Quinn tried to open every single one of them with no good luck.
"Fuck! Damn it!" she kicked the last gate with all her force. Rachel jumped slightly scared of the girl's outburst but she was more worried about her bleeding wrists than her rage. She knew that Quinn was growing desperate, she herself was feeling hopeless.
"Come on. I'm getting you out of this ship if it's the last thing I do" the blonde promised before pressing her lips on Rachel's for a needy kiss.
"Quinn?" the blonde jumped back when she heard her best friend's voice.
"Santana!" she hugged her friend without letting go of Rachel's hand.
Brittany and Holly were there too and they exchanged quick greetings before Quinn shook her head sadly.
"I've tried every single gate from this side" she informed them. Rachel kissed her shoulder blade and pressed the front of her body on Quinn's back if just to feel her close.
"The boats are all leaving" Santana desperately said. She'd heard it from a butler that was trapped down with the rest of them.
"We gotta get up there or we're gonna be gargling saltwater" Quinn said through greeted teeth.
"They keep saying that women can pass but it's a fucking lie!" Santana was raging or completely terrified. Quinn couldn't decide.
They made their way towards the main stairs again but the situation was pretty much the same.
"For the love of God, man, there are children down here! Let us up, so we can have a chance!"
The five women looked up when they heard a man shouting. They saw the butler nod his head and then he opened the gates but no matter how careful he tried to be everything became chaos.
Everyone pushed forward trying to pass, no one wanted to die that night. Quinn had to push a man from running into Rachel in his desperate spring and then she practically carried Rachel towards a safer zone to the left when she heard the shooting coming from upstairs.
They were shooting them as if they were criminals. They just wanted a chance to save their lives and they were being shot for Christ sake!
"Shit just got crazy" Santana's eyes were wide with fear as Brittany and Holly held hands.
"Whatever we do, we gotta do it now!" Quinn determinately said.
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A sored Finn walked inside Rachel's suite and headed straight to the safe. He unlocked it and took the necklace out of the black box and put it into his coat pocket before stiffing the rest of his pockets with stacks of bills.
He locked the safe before wiping the remainder of his tears from his cheeks with the back of his hands. He couldn't believe Rachel. Was he not good enough for her? Did she think that he wasn't worth it?
It broke his heart to think about it and it angered him to no end because the whole situation was actually hurting him beyond belief and suddenly all he could think about was her safety. He wanted her to live another day more than anything.
He wanted to see her smile just one more time and he still wanted to marry her.
"I make my own luck" he said, finally turning around and pressing his hand to his chest pocket. William smirked at him pretending to not have seen him cry.
"So do I." He said as he showed Finn the gun stuffed on his belt around his waist.
Finn smiled despised himself thinking about how he was going to survive that night.
…
With Rachel's hand firmly held in her own, Quinn ran down the opposite way from where she had gone a few minutes ago. She was sure that she saw one more gate that way down. She needed to find it and soon.
They tried to ignore the catastrophe around but they couldn't. Several abandon children were crying as they pressed their little backs to the wall without a clue of what to do and even if the girls wanted to take them all they didn't know how or if their parents were looking for them. Everything was pure chaos.
Quinn's eyes wondered and she abruptly stopped when her eyes fell on a familiar innocent face.
"Sugar?" she called the little girl.
"Quinn!" the girl yelled as a river ran down her eyes and she ran into the blonde's arms. Her dress was wet and dirty, her knees bleeding, she had no coat on and she was obviously terrified and abandoned.
Rachel couldn't help it when she started to cry at the sight of the little girl that she had seen dancing with Quinn two nights ago.
Quinn picked the girl up in her arms and hugged her tight to her body. Sugar was shaking and she was so small and precious. Quinn couldn't think of anything else but safe this little girl.
"Sugar honey, where is daddy?" she softly asked but the girl was hiccupping as more tears fell down her dirty face. The group of women had their hearts on their throats as they took it all in.
"He… gone… Quinn… scared… don't… leave" a tear ran down Quinn's cheek as she shushed the girl and shared a look with the women around her.
"It's ok sweetheart. I'm not going anywhere without you. It's ok" she rubbed the girl's back soothingly.
She wasn't going to leave Sugar alone. There was just no way she'd do that.
She received four nods and then she reassumed her running down the large corridor.
They passed women crying on the floor to men fighting against each other, to families trying to go but not knowing which way.
Quinn turned a corner and she almost smiled when she saw a small group of people standing by the gate. A girl was sobbing on the floor as a young man tried to calm her down.
"Go to the main stairwell, with everyone else" she heard the butler speak from the other side of the gate "It'll all get sorted out there" she was done with this stupid behavior.
She had two girls to safe for fucks sake! She didn't need these penguins telling her otherwise.
She handed Sugar to a very shocked Rachel. The little girl wrapped her arms around her neck in a dead grip as Quinn walked straight to the gate.
"Open this gate" her voice was cold and tight, she didn't have the patience anymore.
"Go to the stairwell…" he started with his speech and Quinn lost it.
"God damn it, you son of a bitch! You open this gate right now!" the butler was shocked as was everyone else around her but she couldn't care less.
"Sir, you have to…"
"God damn it to Hell!" she punched the gates with her hands, the ends of the cuffs around her wrist hitting the metal.
Time was running out and they weren't exactly going to the fucking fair. Quinn wanted to live and more importantly she had two girls to safe.
She turned around looking for something when the butler just gave her a stern look. Her eyes landed on a bench bolted to the floor and without thinking twice she started to pull it. Two young guys jumped to help her quickly as Santana and Brittany moved the rest of the people out of the way when they realized what Quinn was going to do.
They had the bench lose in a matter of seconds and she locked eyes with the stupid butler as she yelled "Push!"
They practically ripped the gate open with two hits as the butler shouted at them for their misbehavior.
Filled with rage Quinn jumped over the bench and hit the butler with all her strength in his nose. He started to bleed almost instantly but before she could get another hit Santana held her hand and she turned around.
She was grateful for her best friend at that moment for stopping her from doing something stupid.
"Come here" she reached out and Sugar jumped in her arms. She held the girl in one arm and reached out to help Rachel with her free one.
They ran upstairs passing deck by deck in a hurry. Dozens of people were right behind them, everyone trying to save their lives.
Sugar screamed when the gunshots got too close. Quinn pushed Rachel back to the wall with force and pressed Sugar between the both of them to keep her safe as the gunshots kept going.
She looked to her right where Santana, Brittany and Holly were scrunch down to the floor as were the rest of the people down the corridor.
Quinn could hear her heart beating in her ears. She was shaking with adrenaline that wasn't necessarily good. The girl in her arms was sticking to her like she represented some kind of live safer and she figured that for Sugar, that was exactly what she was.
"It's chaos out there" Rachel softly said as she tried to breathe normally again. Quinn noticed that at least her lips weren't as blue as they were before.
"We're gonna make it" Quinn said surprising herself when she sounded so certain "Come on!" she took Rachel's hand again and ran up.
When they got to the A deck Quinn didn't see any boats and she ran faster. Panic was settling in as everyone's faces as third class passengers mixed with the first class ones.
"The boats are gone! They're gone!" a man shouted from far ahead.
Quinn stopped running and turned to see her friend's faces. Sugar was still crying on her shoulder and Rachel was suddenly shaking even harder. Santana and Brittany were holding hands.
"Where is Holly?" Quinn asked as the shouting grew louder and people ran faster by her side.
She looked down the path they'd just come from but it was impossible to look for Holly when there was a sea of scared people running towards them.
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