Quinn sighed as she wandered aimlessly around the hallways of McKinley High. She didn't feel much like going home and this was pretty much her only other option. She furrowed her eyebrows at a strange sound, like someone had dropped something heavy, just as she passed the open door of the auditorium. She cautiously looked around the doorframe into the large space to see Rachel sprawled out on the stage.
"No…oh no…"
The blonde's heart dropped and she hurried to the brunette's side and knelt down.
"Rachel…Rachel can you hear me?"
Rachel's eyelids fluttered briefly and the girl whispered something about an angel before her eyes slipped shut. Quinn attempted to remain calm and used what she'd learned in health class and picked up Rachel's wrist to check for a pulse. The small girl had something clutched in her hand, Quinn pried her fingers open and out fell a bag with white powder residue. Quinn panicked. She pulled out her phone and fumbled with the buttons, dropping the phone twice before finally gaining enough composure to press 9-1-1.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"M-my friend…she's…she collapsed! Please you have to come help!" Quinn cried into the phone. She stroked Rachel's hair and silently begged for whoever might be listening to let the diva pull through.
"Ma'am, I need you to calm down. What's your location?"
"M-McKinley H-high! P-please you have to hurry!"
"We're sending a unit out right now. Where in the school are you?"
"Th-the auditorium!"
"Where is that?"
Quinn looked around, trying to remember the pathway to get to where she was. Her head was spinning; everything was blurred together, nothing looked right. The tears in her eyes didn't help matters any. She looked around some more and somewhere in her brain she hatched a plan.
"Th-the front! Come to the front!"
"Okay, I'm going to put you on hold for just a minute sweetie so I can call the paramedics out. I need you to stay on the line and stay calm, okay?"
Quinn pressed her phone between her shoulder and her ear and completely ignoring the protruding baby bump, she reached under Rachel's knees with one arm and her neck with the other and attempted to lift the girl off the ground. She failed miserably. She fell back on her knees and let out a sob.
"Please just let me do this," she mumbled. "Please…"
The blonde tried again, lifting with everything she had and she almost didn't realize she'd done it until she was upright with Rachel in her arms. Slowly, she shuffled through the hallways and her mind cleared enough for her to get her to the front doors of the school. The dispatcher came back on the line and kept talking to her, Quinn answered with grunts and strangled one-word answers as she sought out her goal. She carried Rachel through the corridors until she saw the light coming in from the windows of the front doors of the school. She heard the sirens before she got to the doors and her knees gave out.
Quinn held on to Rachel's hand and pressed her lips to the girl's forehead and begged her to hold on. When the paramedics came bursting through the doors one of them ushered Quinn out of the way while the other two tried to find a place for an IV.
"What happened?" the woman holding onto Quinn's shoulders tried to focus the blonde's attention elsewhere. "Sweetie, I need you to tell us what happened."
"C-cocaine…" Quinn choked out. "I-I think sh-she overdosed!"
"Okay, listen to me, we're going to take care of her, alright?"
Quinn nodded.
"How are you? Are you feeling okay?"
Quinn nodded again.
"Are you sure? You look a little flushed."
Quinn swallowed hard and just as she turned her head to look at Rachel there was a stabbing pain in her stomach and she almost fell to her knees, the paramedic held her up and slowly let her down. The world started spinning and there was another pain.
"Hon, how far along are you?" she heard a far off voice ask.
"S-seven months."
"We need to get you to the hospital."
Quinn blinked, her eyelids heavy. When she looked down the last thing she saw was a pool of her own blood underneath her before everything went black.