I trust you.
The bullet ripped through the wood making the doors burst open and a torrent of water poured down the stairs like a thunder.
Finn stared in shock as Quinn ran towards him and pushed him with all her force against the wall as Rachel bit William's hand and managed to untangle herself from his hold.
"Come on!" Quinn took her hand and pulled her towards another corridor to the left as the water flooded behind them. Quinn pulled her around another corridor and luckily to some stairs but before they could take a step to cross the corridor the water catch up to them and flooded so incredibly fast that in a matter of seconds the water was up to their chests and running with fury.
"Quinn!" Rachel screamed in fear when the force of the water pulled her down the corridor but the blonde was quick to grab a hold of her arm.
"I won't let go. Come on!" she pulled the girl with all her force and pushed Rachel to the other side of the corridor to get her across.
The water was up to their necks when they stood on that first stair only to be met with a locked iron gate.
"No, no, no" Quinn tried to open the gates with force but they weren't budging. She kicked the iron bars out of desperation as Rachel eyed the water rapidly pooling around their feet and ankles.
As Quinn gripped the bars a terrified butler ran down the other side of the gate trying to escape.
"Wait! Wait!" Quinn called making the man stopped and looked back.
He saw the young couple behind the bars completely wet and desperate and he couldn't turn around and just leave "Help us! Please, unlock the gates" the blonde one begged.
He wanted to run away because the water was pooling so fast around them: They didn't have the time and he was about to turn around and run but their arms were reaching out and they were begging him to help.
"Help us! Please!" the brunette begged and he remember the girl from the A deck and how she was always so nice to him. He couldn't just leave.
The water was up to their waists when the butler finally pulled out a key chain and started to fumble through the keys.
His hands were shaking violently as he searched and the water was quickly rising.
"Come on, hurry" Quinn said as the lights shorted out.
"Hurry, please" Rachel was on the edge of tears again and suddenly the keys dropped from the man's hands.
Quinn's eyes widen as he looked at them sympathetically before he turned around and left them there without utter a single word.
"No, no wait. Come back!" Rachel shouted but Quinn quickly took a deep breath and got into the water to retrieve the keys.
She couldn't see anything, the force of the water was too strong and she was gripping the side bar with her fist as she stretched her free arm ahead trying to find the key chain.
When she finally found it she stood up quickly. The water was up to their chests and going up faster than before by that point.
"Which one is it, Rachel?"
"The small silver one, try that one" Rachel was shaking as Quinn found the key and lowered her arm in search of the keyhole.
"Hurry, Quinn" the water was almost on their chins but the key kept slipping and it was incredibly hard to try to guess where to put it exactly.
"Hurry" Rachel was beyond desperate. She raised her chin in the air to keep the water out of her mouth.
"Almost got it" Quinn rushed out as the key slipped in and after forcing it a couple of times it finally turned "Got it, got it!" she pushed the doors open just as the water covered their faces.
Quinn pulled Rachel across the corridor and up the stairs that the butler had run a minute ago and they finally made it to dry landing one more time.
But there was no time to say a single word as the ship groaned furiously and they ran up the stairs as fast as they could.
"Wait, wait" Rachel stopped abruptly and Quinn turned around with questioning eyes but she caught sight of Mr. Chang standing in front of the fireplace in the empty and destroyed saloon.
Without letting go of Quinn's hand Rachel got closer to the man that had help her earlier.
"Mr. Chang?" she called and he looked at her with a defeated smile adorning his face and she instantly knew that he had given up.
"Won't you even make a try for it, Mr. Chang?" he shook his head and tried to smile again but he couldn't do it, not even for one last time.
His eyes fell on the blonde boy holding Rachel's hand and his heart ached because he had put them in that situation. He had built the ship that was currently sinking. He had ended with hundreds of lives that night. He didn't deserve to live.
"I'm sorry" he said as he took his own lifebelt from a table behind him and offered it to the young lady "I'm sorry that I didn't built you a stronger ship, Rachel" his voice broke and tears fell down his cheeks.
Quinn heard the water running, following them and it started to pool around the entrance of the salon so fast and angry that her eyes widen and she pulled Rachel's hand gently.
"It's going fast, we've got to keep moving" her words cut into Rachel as she took the lifebelt from Chang's hands and hugged him tightly before letting go.
"Good luck, Rachel. I know that you'll make it" he whispered and Rachel's tears fell as well.
"Good luck to you too" she said before Quinn pulled her harder and took her out of the saloon through the revolving door.
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The upper deck was full unleashed chaos. People were running in different directions looking for the boats that were no longer on the ship.
The Captain stared in horror as women and children cried around him and there was nothing that he could do anymore to save anyone.
He refused to take a lifebelt from a young butler and instead walked inside the wheelhouse and closed the door. He knew that it was his last trip but he never thought that's was how it'd end. He was sixty five; his life was almost done but all the people in the ship, all the younger officers under his care. Everything seemed like too much and he let out a deep breath before he punched the wheel with force.
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Mr. Chang stood in front of the fireplace both disappointed in him and scared to death for what was coming. He pulled out his pocket watch to look at the time. Two and twelve minutes in the morning. It had gone way faster than he expected it to. He felt like crying when the desperate need to save his own life enveloped him but he shook his head and adjusted the time in the mantle clock instead. He was going down with his ship.
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Santana's tears ran quietly down her face as she held a crying Sugar in her arms and held Brittany's hand with her own, her eyes fixed on the sinking ship in front of her.
She was scared to death for her best friend's life, for Holly's and Rachel's. Would they make it?
She tore her eyes away from the ship and chastised herself for asking such a stupid question.
She could hear the screams of agony, of people completely terrified. She could smell the death in the cold air.
Have a little faith, she thought but what was in front of her eyes made it hard to have faith in anything that night.
She was safe and Quinn had saved her, Quinn had guided her to that boat. Quinn had picked up Sugar when she was completely abandoned and Santana would make sure to keep Sugar safe for the rest of her life if it was the last thing she did.
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The Captain stood with his head resting on the wheel as he cried until he heard the roaring of the large windows, he looked up to find the water completely enclosing the wheelhouse. He nodded to himself and raised his chin in the air before the windows exploded under the pressure and the water stormed inside with shards of glass slamming into his skin.
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They finally made it to the A-deck only to be met with a bigger crowd than before. Quinn pushed people aside while keeping Rachel pinned to her body as she made her way to the rails and climbed a couple to see that the bridge of the ship was already underwater.
Time was against them.
"It's chaos" she said to Rachel and took the lifebelt from her hands before taking off her coat before putting the lifebelt on Rachel's body and tighten it with force, making sure that it was safely attached to Rachel's torso.
Rachel didn't say anything as Quinn put the coat around her shoulders again.
The blonde looked into Rachel's fearful eyes before she kissed the girl with a burning passion. She had said the words and she was sure that Rachel heard them and even if the girl wasn't saying anything back just yet, Quinn knew that the feeling was returned by the way those big and expressive eyes were looking at her.
Rachel cupped Quinn's face and kissed her one more time before a group of people started shouting and pushing towards them with force, effectively breaking the somewhat romantic moment.
"Okay" Quinn kissed her forehead before taking her hand again "We have to move fast. We have to stay on the ship as long as possible."
When they got to the edge of the rail of the upper A deck Quinn grabbed Rachel's hands and lowered her to the lower level using all her strength.
With people running and shouting desperately around her Rachel fell down scaring herself for a terrifying second as she stared at the dozens of shoes around her ready to crash her down but Quinn was by her side immediately and pulling her to her feet and close to her body to keep her safe again.
Suddenly they were in the middle of the crowd, scratching, pushing, clawing and forcing their way to the back of the ship, which was the only way they could go in order to have a chance.
Quinn had to help Rachel up another set of rails in order to keep advancing and lowered her with care when they managed to get to other side.
The crowd was in frenzy, the look in people's faces was lost and to their right just a few feet away from them on the rail dozens of people were jumping into the water.
Rachel shuddered at the thought as Quinn watch with wide eyes imagining the kind of pain that the fall alone would have to be. The ship was immense; the high from the rail to the ocean was enough to ensure that the fall feel like a crash against concrete.
As another wave of panicking folks pushed them forwards the Titanic groaned in agony making everyone's heart stop and at the same time push with more force, then the floor shuddered harshly and Rachel sunk her nails on Quinn's arms to stabilized herself as the blond pulled the smaller girl closer to her and focused on pushing forwards at the same time.
Rachel saw with a pang of guilt as Quinn's eyes became frantic as she pulled her petite form strongly and up the deck. She eyed around her where hundreds of people had the same look in their eyes as they tried to run somewhere.
She noticed with mild relieve that Quinn's eyes had determination in them as everyone else' just showed panic and lost.
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Sugar was whimpering softly on Santana's shoulder as they watch the ship of dreams succumb in slow motion. They could hear the screams of agony and the groans of the ship every time something new broke, they could see the tiny figures falling from the rails and everyone knew exactly what they were but no one dared to utter a single word.
A whip like sound made her eyes stare more intently and she saw with wide eyes as the three cables holding one of the funnels onto place snapped and then the giant funnel fell in slow motion crashing so many people down and then the splash of water turned two boats that were still a little too close to the ship.
An involuntary shudder ran through her body and she wrapped her arms a bit tightly around the little girl sitting on her lap.
Tears started to fall down her cheeks one more time. Her best friend was still on that ship, for all Santana knew Quinn could have been crashed by the giant funnel and the thought alone broke her heart to a million pieces.
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Hundreds of people were trying to get on the boats that turned around when the funnel fell as bodies floated around them and a torrent of violent water poured inside the ship where the rest of the passenger were still fighting their way out.
Large windows exploded with the pressure of the water and pieces of glass ripped through the less fortunes ones as part of the few that had manages to remain alive and outside were dragged inside the middle of the ship with the stream.
Children cried as they look everywhere for their parents, others tried to swim out but with no luck and a few had simply gave up on trying and were impatiently waiting for their end.
The angry ocean did not disappoint as it poured wildly inside and sucked everyone down with it.
On the main saloon people were distressed and panic quickly grew incessant when the glass dome groaned and creaked and mere seconds later exploded inwards.
The fine candelabras, the perfect wood, the first class diplomats along with their wives disappeared under the torrent.
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Quinn pulled Rachel up the tilting deck with strength she didn't know she possessed but was glad for at the moment. Hundreds of people kept slipping and falling on their back but not Quinn and because of her, either Rachel.
In a sheer moment of panic a struggling men grabbed Rachel forearm to prevent from falling. Panicked, Quinn turned around at Rachel's scream and without taking a second to consider the situation she punched the man square in the nose sending the man backwards and rolling down the deck.
"Did he hurt you?" she cupped Rachel's face with her free hand and inspected the girl's body before kissing her forehead and wrapping a secure arm around her lower back and pulling her tightly against her body.
"I'm alright," Rachel assured her and caressed the blonde's face before Quinn kissed her thumb and smile tightly before she started to walk up again, this time with Rachel completely flushed against her. It was a bit harder to move but she had the girl close and she preferred it that way.
The screams were closer then as people kept jumping of the rails, some of the screams could be heard until they tainted away but others stopped abruptly by a thud and both girls knew that they were hitting the debris of the ellipses on their way down, a faster and more painful death for sure.
The ship kept tilting as they tried to get closer to the aft, the angle increasing as Quinn held onto the rail and pulled herself and Rachel up.
"Come on, baby. Just a little bit more," she encouraged the girl as she tried to run soothing circles with her thumb on her back at the same time. She really hated to see that look of desperation settling in Rachel's eyes.
"Just a little bit more," she could see the aft and the people holding onto its rails for dear life as Rachel focused her attention of the kneeling crowd around a pipe and every single men and women clinging to whatever they could find.
The Father was praying loudly and believers raised their voices to join him, some sobbing, some crying and some simply silenced , defeated.
Quinn couldn't believe what she was seeing, they could be trying, they could be running, looking for a way to safe themselves but they have simply given up.
She couldn't picture herself giving up, not when she had Rachel in her arms. Not when she had something to live for.
"Quinn," Rachel's tone was unsure as the blond turned to look at her without stopping her feet.
"I'm getting you out of this ship."
More than a promise it was a statement, she was not going to let the girl she loved die.
"We have to go faster, baby. Walk faster for me, yeah?" Rachel nodded and pushed herself forward just as a young girl fell and crashed on Quinn's chest pulling the air out of her.
Surprisingly enough, she didn't lose her balance and even managed to help the girl on her feet before gently pushing her forward.
Rachel took in the girl's lost and grateful eyes, she was completely alone and would have fallen down the deck if she hadn't met Quinn midway.
As the angle of the ship kept increasing it was becoming more and more difficult to walk up and it was moving faster than before, the weight of the front of the ship was becoming too much.
Quinn let out a soft sigh when she saw the railing and as she wrapped her arm a bit tighter around Rachel's waist she lunged forward, effectively hugging one of the rails with her free hand where more people were also holding onto.
Rachel also hugged one of the rails and as her eyes moved fanatically from one place to another she realized that they were exactly at the same place where Quinn had saved her life for the first time.
A feeling of nostalgia and happiness settled on her chest and she couldn't help when a smile appeared on her lips and she turned to face the girl that had stolen her heart in only four days.
Quinn was staring at her with devotion in her eyes; if she was facing her end she was glad that at least she was going to be with Rachel until the very moment when she greeted death.
"God, you are so beautiful," Quinn said as she got closer to Rachel and kissed her softly on the lips before another man pushed her from behind as he almost fell of the rail.
"Sorry, folk" he apologized as Quinn let go of the death like grip that she had hold Rachel close when she was pushed forward.
"No worries," she dismissed him and pulled Rachel closer with a sure hold on her hip. "We're alright, we're going to be just fine" she said as she looked deeply into Rachel's dark eyes.
The brunette gasped in surprised when the lights flickered and for a single second they faced darkness in its full but with a groan so loud from the middle of the ship the lights went back on.
Families, lovers and friends were around them and Rachel gasped in horror when she recognized Tina, her maid a few feet from where she was holding onto the rail but she didn't have a chance to say a word before Tina slipped and fell down the deck. Rachel closed her eyes and buried her face in the blonde's chest as she tried to erase the image of her maid sliding down to her sure dead.
"Shhh," Quinn shushed her and kissed her forehead "it's going to be alright, we're going to be alright."
The cold air was starting to really get them as they stared down at the chaos in front of them.
The ship tilted even more to a vertical form, Quinn could hear the sound of heavy furniture breaking into pieces through the screams of desperate hundreds.
More people was starting to lose their grips, she could see the splashing of water hundreds of feet away from her as many people swam to get back on the ship because no one knew what to do, there was nothing but the endless ocean around them and the only place that could provide some kind of safety was still the sinking ship.
She tighten her grip around the smaller girl as she saw countless of young girls slide down the wood and hit the rails breaking their arms, their legs, some dying from the impact alone.
It was a petrifying view to behold.
Her body started to shook violently as the adrenaline worn out and she was glad that Finn had put his fancy coat on Rachel's delicate shoulders one more time.
Rachel cupped Quinn's face with her cold hand and run a finger on her trembling lips before she united their lips in a sweet kiss and for a moment she allowed herself to dream, to hope for a tomorrow where she and Quinn would be alright and in a warm bed as it was supposed to be.
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Terri saw with dismay at the sight in front of her, she could see the bodies falling down of the aft of the ship and the screams were only getting louder. It was the biggest catastrophe in history, she was sure of it.
Shelby sat motionless with her eyes trained on the Titanic, the ship that was supposed to give her a new life, the ship that was supposed to be a new and better start now only reminded her of everything she'd lost.
She'd never see her daughter again because Rachel was probably dead by then.
As her lips trembled the tears started to fall down her cheeks, she had been so unfair with her little girl, she had pushed her away, she had made her the owner of their misfortunes and was even willing to sell her like a piece of meat for money, for social status, for a life that was never theirs in the first place.
She regretted it all then as she stared with pained eyes at the sinking ship.
"God almighty" Terri whispers as Shelby's eyes unfocused once again.
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It was becoming more and more difficult to stay on the rail but Quinn was doing a fine job at holding both her and Rachel tightly attached to it as they watched panicking people jump from rail.
Their screams could be heard so loud that Rachel was sure she'll remembered them for the rest of her life if she lived another day.
Some people collide with the propellers and the smack that their bodies make when they impact the metal is mortal and sickening to their guts.
Quinn saw the fire erupt in the middle of the ship and suddenly the lights went off, she knew that they wouldn't be coming back this time.
For a mortifying second everyone stayed silent as the ship creaked and groaned and it didn't take long before they all knew what was happening.
Quinn's eyes widen and pulled Rachel's face to the safety that was her chest as she observed the ship cracked in half, literally swallowing whoever was around the specific area. A thunder resounded all along and suddenly the screams came back louder than before.
"What's happening?" Rachel asked but didn't dare to look up, instead she gripped Quinn's shirt with force.
"The ship is splitting in half," Quinn explained as she kept watching the people fall down the crack without a chance to run or safe their lives.
An explosion took place and fire raised so up before the ship gave in and finally cracked and fell with unbelievable force down.
Rachel screamed as did everyone else and suddenly the air left their bodies as the ship hit the ocean with brutal strength and water splashed up so high.
Quinn felt her chest being pressed down, for a moment it was like they were flying until they crashed but the nauseating image of the people that have been swimming right under them wasn't leaving her mind and probably never will.
With difficulty Quinn stayed hold onto the rail and Rachel. For a moment everything seemed peaceful and some even smiled thinking that the worst had passed.
"Are we saved?" Rachel asked with hope lacing her voice.
"Not even close, princess" Quinn grimaced at the thought of what was to come.
The ship had literally broken in half, it was only a matter of second before the Titanic would be vertically and sinking faster in the water.
Just as she predicted the ship shrieked and trembled under them before it started to tilt ever so slightly at first.
Quinn's heart was pumping as fast as it could go as her mind raced searching for a solution until her eyebrows knit together and she let go of Rachel as she pulled herself up on her knees and looked both ways.
It wasn't going to take long before the ship was under water, probably five or ten minutes at most.
People started to slide more easily after having trust in fake hope and screams and sobs were suddenly back at its full force.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked as she gripped the rails harder.
"We have to move," Quinn said as she stood up and pulled herself up and over the rail with ease as Rachel stared with wide and fearful eyes.
"Come here, baby" she didn't wait for an answer as she grabbed both of Rachel's arms and pulled the girl up as if she was a ragdoll.
When Rachel was secure on the other side the ship was already vertical and people were practically hanging of every little corner on the deck, the rest was sliding down and getting lost in the water.
Quinn kissed the girl's head and closed her eyes as she breathed her in. She needed Rachel to be alright, she needed her to live.
"Quinn?" the brunette called and Quinn smiled sadly at the girl as she tried her best to remain positive.
"What is it, baby?" she asked trying to ignore the yells and pleads for help.
"This is where we first met," she remembered and smiled a trembling smile as Quinn hugged her close and she nuzzled her face in the blonde's neck and Quinn kissed the top of her head.
"I know," she whispered as the ship stopped moving all together. The people that didn't climb over with them suddenly start to let go, one by one they watch them fall down into their deaths.
They looked terrified as did everyone else beside them and suddenly the ship groaned for one last time as it started to flood from the very down.
They were going down with the ship straight up and Quinn jumped to her feet realizing what was about to happen.
She was a good swimmer and hoped that Rachel was one as well, she needed her to be.
"Rachel, baby. I need you to listen to me and follow my instructions, got it?" she asked as Rachel quickly nodded her head, determined to do whatever Quinn instructed her to do.
"Take a deep breath when I tell you and hold it right before we go into the water, ok?"
"Ok" Rachel accepted as Quinn planted a kiss to the top of her head again.
"The ship will suck us down with it so I need you to kick for the surface and keep kicking, alright?" she shook the brunette by the shoulders as to try to make her point across, "Do not let go of my hand. We're gonna make it Rachel, I know we will. Trust me."
"I trust you," was Rachel's quick response as Quinn smashed her lips against hers and kissed her with all she got.
They looked down where the water was getting closer and closer by the second, hundreds of bodies around them were being dragged down with the suction of the water as the air got more windy and cold as they neared the dark ocean.
Quinn pulled Rachel up to her feet and grabbed a hold of Rachel's life vest with force before the water touched their feet and without looking away from those chocolate eyes that had stolen her heart she pulled the girl as close as she could.
"Now!" she screamed and both took a deep breath as the water engulfed them and sucked them down like a violent torrent without end.
The streams of water were hitting in all directions with force but Quinn managed to sick her arms around the strains of Rachel's live-vest as they kicked strongly for the surface.
But it wasn't enough and suddenly a rather strong stream hit her in the face making her arms slipped from its hold and pulling her away from the brunette.
Panic rose immediately in her chest as she watched Rachel's face disappear between the rest of the swimmers around. She was trying desperately to get out of the stream and swim back but she couldn't and before she knew it she emerged to the surface.
"Rachel!" she screamed looking everywhere, "Rachel! Rachel!" but her yells were barely audible among the hundreds of yells that were occurring around her.
"Rachel! Rachel!"
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