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This chapter is a bit more boring but it had to be written to be able to continue this story; I plan on adding another shipping pair in this but don't worry: faberry is and will be the eventual pairing for this one.

Anyway enjoy!

Last time on I won't but i will:

Goodnight Miss.

It's Quinn.

Goodnight Quinn.

Goodnight Nathan.

I woke up to the bitter smell of coffee and the delicious perfume of freshly baked bacon. I sat upright like a lightning bolt and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. It took a while before I finally came to my senses and remembered what had happened yesterday.

Suddenly a thousand questions took over my mind and I felt a whirlwind of emotions course through me. My head was banging like it was pounding against a brick wall and I fell back into the softness of my pillows with a deep sigh. I just wasn't ready for all this; I wasn't ready to deal with giving in to my thirst after I had successfully ignored it for three months. I didn't want to think about Rachel who probably woke up hours ago, blissfully unaware of the aspired events of yesterday. I just didn't want to deal with it.

As soon as I thought it I felt a presence to the right of my bed and when I turned my head to search for the familiar face I laid eyes upon the little angel boy. Even in the morning the little kid was just unbelievably gorgeous. I wondered what he would've looked like if he had been given the chance to grow up. He would've become a heart breaker without a doubt.

His smile was gentle and I felt at ease immediately. I could feel the way he was pushing these feelings on me and my first instinct was to push them away but I was so exhausted still that I let myself be reassured for now.

You felt the difference didn't you?

It's different from… that night, isn't it?

Yes, now you can feel what I'm trying to do because you're a vampire yourself now. You can feel it when I use vampire skills on you.

Skills?

Yes Miss, I have a lot to explain to you and I am sure you must be wondering about your current situation as well. But before I even attempt to explain to you as to what it is to be a vampire, I have made you some breakfast.

So it's you that has put this lovely smell in my house huh?

I teased him gently, trying to thank him for doing all of this for me. Being up and awake and more in control of myself I could feel how easily these barriers were coming up again. But I realised that I was going to need this boy a lot and I would have to learn how to trust him, so I tried as best as I could to keep the walls from rising again.

Yes indeed Miss, it was me. I have prepared a meal downstairs. I hope it will be to your liking.

I'm sure it will be just lovely Nathaniel. Thank you.

No problem Miss.

Please call me Quinn.

Of course, I apologise Mi.. I mean Quinn.

I smiled at him and propped myself up on the elbows. His eyes were twinkling and he smiled just as bright. Suddenly he gave me a thumbs up and the velvet voice rung softly in my ears like the sound of a violin just cautiously being tested out by its owner.

"You have already made remarkable progress Quinn. You just communicated with me through our minds."

He smiled even bigger while gesturing with his tiny little hands.

" It is a gift I share with only a handful vampires on this world. I can implant my thoughts in you and if I wish to accept yours I can do that too but it usually takes other vampires more time to get used to my way of communication."

He looked at me proudly and had this excitement about him that just pulled me into a rather better mood than I had woken up with.

"It seems you have taken to it quite easily. I like that. You'll be a fast learner."

I smiled at him happily, it seemed for the first time in my life someone other than Rachel Berry had made me feel proud of myself. And it was for doing something I didn't even realise was worth being praised for. I felt a lot better and swung my legs over the edge of the bed.

"Thank you Nathaniel. It's really nice of you to say that!"

He just shook his head in amusement and pointed to the stairs with his thumb.

"Just come downstairs when you are clothed and I shall meat you in the kitchen."

"Okay, thanks Nathan."

"No problem Quinn."

I heard his voice further away from me as he was already down the stairs in a second. I wondered if he even touched the steps with the speed he got down to the hallway. I shrugged to myself as I slowly rose from the blankets and went over to my window to pull the curtains open. I smiled as the sun hit my face when suddenly my eyes flew open in panic and I jumped into the shadow before touching my cheeks with my hands.

Nothing.

I touched my nose and forehead too, rubbed my chin with the palm of my hand before inspecting every other piece of skin that had been exposed to the daylight. Nothing. Not the slightest burn. However there was the slightest little shimmer upon my skin. As if it was glowing slightly, like glitter body dust or something. I was sure any human eye would probably never be able to see it the way I did right now. It were little crystals glittering in the light but so small and so terribly soft that anyone would just see it as a normal healthier looking type of skin. It suited my pale complexion beautifully.

After I was done staring at my own skin in wonder I dared to venture back into the sunlight from behind the window glass. It felt nice on my skin. It was a pleasurable contrast between the heat of the sun, magnified through the glass and the coldness of my skin. I took a deep breath before I turned around and walked into my bathroom.

Looking at the mirror I no longer saw a sickeningly pale face with red, lifeless, swollen eyes, blue bags underneath them and red splotches all over it. I saw swirling, captivating hazel eyes piercing with intensity. I saw the same beautiful pale complexion as I had found on my arms and my teeth were even more pearly white then before. My thin pink lips seemed to have become a bit more plump and looked like they already had some lip-gloss on. I let my hands wander over my face with big curious eyes. The skin under my fingertips felt normal of temperature because I was totally cold now. It was my entire body that must've dropped down a serious amount of degrees. However I didn't feel as if I was a freezing cold, I assumed it had to feel pleasant still for humans otherwise they would be repelled by it. And after all, I was part of a race now that was essentially a predator. A predator that hunted humans and drank their blood.

At the word blood my stomach turned violently and I felt a thirst creeping up my throat again. I shook it off and suppressed the images of red, velvet fluid sliding down my throat but even though I tried so hard to prevent it my fangs started to come out to play. Deciding that I was curious as to how I looked like when being more evidently in vamp mode, I peeked at the mirror. My eyes had turned red for a bright second before turning back into a much darker shade of hazel. It was almost like watching an aroused version of myself. The way my pupils had blown, my cheeks and neck were only slightly flushed and the fangs poking out slightly from under my upper lip. It was still vastly different from my human aroused state however since the blush wasn't as severe and looked more like a faint layer of rouge and the fangs were hardly noticeable when I had my lips closed. However there was a glow around me, an essence I could smell even from myself that filled the air and my vision. I looked abnormally beautiful standing there fully, vamped out.

I willed it all back and pushed all thoughts to a small and dark corner of my mind but as soon as I did those other feelings I had pushed aside this morning came back full force. They attacked me from all sides. I fell to my knees and held my head in my hands trying to will the head aches away and clear my thoughts when I suddenly found the off switch gain. In a flash I could feel all of the emotions leaving my system leaving me with only the most shallow ones. It felt good to have a blank mind and a calmer state of soul. I peered between my fingers and still saw the same I did when I fell down. I looked around and saw nothing of my abilities had changed when turning my emotions off. If anything, I could see much better now, much clearer and precise. Everything was watched with an objectivity many scientists would kill for. And as I saw the light dancing across the tiles of the bathroom floor I felt only a small amount of amusement. No wonder or awe, just a tiny bit of happy and amusement. I liked this switch I found, I liked it a lot.

As I stood upright again I decided to at least give my stomach what it had asked for. The boy had mentioned breakfast hadn't he? I remembered smelling the coffee and bacon and realised that I still needed to eat human food. I smiled and felt a bit happier at the prospect of still being able to eat and digest human food. I realised I just never wanted to miss bacon again. Three months without it had let me with an even more unhealthy obsession with it. I quickly took my clothes from yesterday off and hopped into a fresh pair of panties and bra before pulling a black ripped t-shirt over my head. A lonely item that I still had left from my punk faze. I secretly still loved the clothes, or at least some of them but I chose to wear them at home and not at work or uni.

"Shit!"

I realised that I hadn't showed up to either in three months, thinking that I was going to die I hadn't handed in a doctor's note either and by now it would be far too late to catch up on the many classes I had missed. I kicked the little barstool in anger and watched it fly across the bathroom before splintering into little pieces against the tiles.

I stood there, shocked by my own doing before I went over and looked at the splinters a bit better; I had just literally made a barstool look like it had been cut to pieces y a wood chipper merely y kicking it against a wall. I understood that there was a lot to me I still didn't realise and I better head downstairs to find me those answers I had been dying to get ever since I first, well turned? Changed? Morphed? How did you even call it?

I shook my head, disappointed in myself for being so violent again and wormed my way into a black skinny jeans and slipped my feet into a pair of black and grey checkered vans before heading back to my room. I was decidedly faster at y bedroom door then I had anticipated and slowly placed my foot in front of the other as I walked out of it and shut the door behind me. Right in front of me was the staircase, almost inviting me to just slide over it like a slide in a playground or something.

Giggling I hopped down the stairs, my feet only touching floor of the steps as I happily hooped over the others when I skipped down from the first floor to the main hallway. I looked over my shoulder with a bubbly feeling before smacking myself up the head for being such a girl.

I could smell the sweetness of pancakes and the bitter scent of coffee coming out of the kitchen and I ran towards it, my stomach rumbling hungrily. In two seconds I was seated on one of the barstools that were attached to the bar side of the island part I the kitchen. The little boy turned away from the stove and watched me funny.

"Testing out your new abilities Quinn?"

I blushed guiltily.

"It is quite normal you know. You'll come to find we will earn so much about what a vampire can or can't do. I have been around for a over a century and still find out new things every day."

He turned around and put a large stack of already made pancakes in the microwave and heated them slowly as he continued to refry the crispy bacon.

"It's overwhelming really. I had to turn my feelings off so I could at least just focus a bit. It all came rushing back to me and it just, it got too much, you know?"

"I do understand. It's your human side telling you that you are still human. It's good but not always pleasant. Especially not when so much has happened to you in barely a day."

"Yeah, that's what I mean."

He pushed the button of the coffee maker and as it dripped into a white mug he warmed up chonks of chocolate 'au bain marie' as he added some milk, orange zest adn a little cinnamon to it to spic thigns up. My mouth watered at the mixed scent in the kitchen.

"I presume you turned off your feelings for a bit then?"

"Sort off. I still feel things I guess but just a lot more shallow. Like more on the surface, if that makes sense?"

He stirred the chocolate sauce once more before taking the pancakes out of the microwave and the mug from under the coffee machine.

"It makes perfect sense my dear, you see one cannot stop feeling completely, even animals feel you know. It is only on a more shallow level than human feelings. Those damn creatures are so deep I doubt we shall ever know just how deep ones emotions can go."

I nodded at him and wondered what had happened to him to make him such an insightful little boy. I guess he wasn't a little boy though he looked like one. It must be awful for him to be stuck inside a body of a ten year old like that. I shot him a sympathetic smile. Either he didn't notice or chose not to comment on it as he placed a large stack of pancakes in front of me accompanied by another plate filled with bacon and a large cup of black coffee with two sugar cubes. Before I could delve into the feast he covered my pancakes with chocolate sauce and sprinkles. I just stared at him dumbfound.

"I may or may not have picked a few thoughts from Miss Berry's head to make sure I would be able to accommodate you properly. I apologise if I have overstepped the line."

I just continued to stare at him and then back to the pancakes with amazement. I quickly shook my head when I heard him utter the words in a nervous kind of manner and placed my hand on top of his reassuringly.

"I find it a bit weird yes, but I don't hate you for it or anything. You had the best intentions I'm sure."

He just nodded, eyes filled with sincerity and I gave him a bright smile to let him know it was alright even though it kind of wasn't. He had just wanted to make me feel better and even though it hurt to think that he had pulled this from Rach's memories I knew he just meant well.

Grabbing my fork and knife I dug in to the feast and ate until I felt completely satisfied. During the meal he and I chattered away about the weather and my current living situation. He would ask me where I was from, what family I still had left and if I heard from them often. I told him all about Ohio and Beth. I just trusted him like that. I didn't know why, it was just there. It felt nice being able to talk to someone freely, someone who had no expectations of you and had no intention of judging you. So I came to the point where I left for uni and then I stopped mid-sentence as I realised I was about to tell him about Rachel and I. I knew I could trust him but I just didn't feel ready for it without feeling it, and remembering all of it would only bring back the feelings I pushed away this morning. I wasn't ready for it and he must've sensed it since he changed the subject like nothing happened. He did it so smoothly I hardly even knew myself that I had choked on the last piece of bacon in my mouth. I f I hadn't spluttered violently and drank a few gulps of coffee I don't think I would've even noticed it honestly.

He was that good.

When breakfast was finally done and he had put the dishes away in the dishwasher, he took me gently by the hand and led me to the sofa. We both sat down and I felt a little nervous, my stomach turning a bit in anticipation. This was it, we were going to have the talk. He was going to tell me all about being a vampire and in return I was going to listen like a perfect student and accept anything he told me that would have to be done.

As he opened his mouth to speak again the phone rang. Thinking nothing of it I picked it up and pressed it to my right ear.

"Hello?"

"Hi Bitch, finally decided to pick up the phone did you?"

My eyes went wide as saucers and my mouth fell open in shock.

Who would it be calling Quinn?

why don't you tell me who you think it will be or who you want it to be? Although i don't think it's a hard one really ;)