A/N So I am so sorry for taking over a month to update, after exams I went on break and ended up at my dad's house. Was busy applying for internships (I GOT ONE!) and then school just started. I appreciate the reviews and the positivity :) I apologize for the length of the chapter, it is a little shorter because of how it ends but I hope to add another chapter before the end of the day, if not a few more tomorrow. I am happy to say that this fic itself is basically done so it will be finished and all posted no matter what, don't worry about it. Please leave some reviews, tell me what you think, message me, things like that. I hope everyone had a happynew year!

It was a brilliant plan. This school was ridiculous, really. All it did was take time away from her relationship with Will. He was always disappearing and hanging out with the kids from his glee club. Terri couldn't take it anymore. She refused to take it. She was now this beautiful creature of the night and Will was too stupid to notice, he was too busy. Which was hilarious considering he was a watcher, he was supposed to be right on it.

But it happened. Terri was walking home alone one night, mad because her beloved boyfriend had cut the date short. She was approached by a handsome man with pale skin and asked if she wanted the ultimate power, the ultimate life. Terri of course said yes. It was then that the handsome man descended on her and bit her neck. She didn't protest because she was slightly bewildered, of course it also felt nice. She then stood in a daze, dizzy and lightheaded. The man had then presented his arm to her, all nice and bloody. Which was gross. Terri looked at it, then at him, he told her to drink. So she did.

Now she was a vampire. A sexy one too. This had been almost 3 weeks ago. She had been waiting patiently for Will to call and check on her, and he never did. It had been a few dates but she had thought he had potential to be the one, and but now she had come to the conclusion that she had to ruin his life. She had to ruin life as humans knew it because they were idiots, all of them. Especially the youth of the town. So Terri had concocted a plan. She found the man that had sired her and told him about it.

The Harvest. She called it that because it was autumn and it sounded adorable. Like a craft or something. She decided that she would open the Hell Mouth at the end of the autumn season and let out all the evil, and basically destroy the world. No more stupid humans. The fact that she, a young and beautiful vampire, came up with this idea absolutely thrilled her. The one who sired her agreed, and the two were already working on it. They needed minions first.

But the first girl they had tried turning, a young and beautiful cheerleader who was also strong, nice and good for an army, had gotten killed. The recruits she had were getting staked right in the heart. She knew why, the Slayer was here. She simply had to kill the Slayer, and even if that took a huge demon that ripped students to shreds, or a horde of vampires she didn't care, she would surely do it.

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Rachel sat on her bedroom floor watching as Quinn walked in.

"You look so…" Rachel trailed off as she took the blonde in.

"Normal?" Quinn smiled kindly, "Yeah well, I can't wear the cheerleading uniform all the time, now can I?"

"It's nice." Rachel smiled. Quinn blushed a very flattering rose color, making Rachel smile even wider. Quinn was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a dark grey sweater. Her blonde hair was down again, waves flowing around her shoulders.

"Well thanks." Quinn blinked rapidly and cleared her throat, "Uh, we should look through your closet, I'm in the mood for a makeover."

"Go on." Rachel pointed to her closet. She watched as Quinn fidgeted and looked at the ground sheepishly. Why was Quinn acting so odd?

Quinn shook herself and walked over to the closet. She opened the door and seemed to be looking at it with a blank expression on her face.

"Well?" Rachel asked.

"You have nothing in here but sweaters, do you even wear jeans?" Quinn asked.

"Yes." Rachel stood up and joined the blonde by the closet, she touched Quinn's arm making Quinn jump.

"What?" Quinn asked.

"The dresser by the bed." Rachel pointed.

"You couldn't have told me from the floor?" Quinn asked, her face turning red again.

"I was just going to pull out some of my other shirts I keep in a tote." Rachel lied. She had wanted to see what Quinn's reaction would be, considering she was acting strangely.

"Well do it." Quinn brushed past Rachel, still bright red. She walked to the dresser and opened the top drawer, "This is underwear Berry."

"Well the top drawer usually is, try the one after it." Rachel scolded, she opened the tote and took out a few sweatshirts she owned. She walked over to her pink bed and sat down.

"Right." Quinn closed the drawer and went to the next one in a sort of hurry. She opened it and started to rifle through the jeans, "It's just normal jeans, no glitter or bedazzled stuff."

"So?" Rachel said with a laugh, "I do wear jeans occasionally. I just enjoy the more formal attire."

"But you'd look good in these." Quinn pulled out a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, "You have a nice...well you should wear these, even with those hideous sweaters, it'd look sort of cute."

"I guess." Rachel grinned, "I never thought of it."

Quinn nodded, "Plus some of the neutral sweaters you have in there without the reindeer or argyle would be cute."

"I guess." Rachel was still grinning.

"Your hair now, don't ever do that thing where you pull just the top back. Try wearing it down more, it's really thick." Quinn said as she walked over and joined Rachel on the bed.

"Thanks." Rachel smiled.

"If I had hair like that I'd be so happy." Quinn sighed.

"You have this beautiful blonde hair, it's all silky." Rachel said in a gentle voice, "I think it's lovely."

"Actually the truth is, it's brown like yours, and not as thick and wavy." Quinn admitted sheepishly.

Rachel wanted to reach over and pat Quinn's shoulder, or stroke the blonde's hair, but she kept her distance, "It's still nice."

Quinn looked at her and said, "Are you coming tonight? Patrolling I mean?"

"I thought I was." Rachel said, "Finn too."

"Yeah, it's just that I should tell you something." Quinn was looking at her hands.

"Okay?"

"I was, well, I wasn't eavesdropping but I heard you and Finn talking last night, and I heard him say that you both like me…" Quinn bit her lip and avoided Rachel's gaze.

Rachel sat on the bed and felt embarrassed. She had no idea how to respond to what the blonde had just told her. She couldn't deny it because lying to someone you care about wasn't right. She couldn't confirm it because it was utterly embarrassing.

"It's not like I care, but I'm not gay. I don't have a problem with gay people but I'm not gay." Quinn's words came out in a rush.

"I do like you, but it's just physical." Rachel said finally.

"Okay." Quinn said.

"Well I mean, I won't fall in love with you or anything." Rachel joked.

"Okay…" Quinn said, she was frowning now, "If you do it's cool."

"What?" Rachel tilted her head to the side, "What?"

"It's just that we'll be friends no matter what, because you like..helped me." Quinn shrugged.

"Oh okay." Rachel took a deep breath and looked at the blonde.

"But lets move on to make up." Quinn said changing the subject. Rachel sighed and nodded as the blonde leaned in and told her about tones and highlights.

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Quinn held the stake at her side, the graveyard was empty, no vamps all night. She turned to her watcher and asked, "Should we patrol somewhere else?" Two nights had passed since the conversation with Rachel in her room and the attempted makeover.

Rachel had yet to utilize the skills that Quinn gave her. But that was no worry, because the Slaying had to be done. The only worry was that over the last two nights no vampires were heard of. Quinn wanted it to be a good thing, but she knew it wasn't.

"I suppose we should just call it a night, you still have your academics to worry about." Will said with a sigh, "I don't know why it's quiet but we'll find out."

"Right." Quinn sighed, she took out her phone and texted Rachel and Finn who were patrolling by the gate.

"I hope it has nothing to do with the Hellmouth." Will muttered.

"What?" Quinn asked.

"You know? The entrance to the underworld that Lima is on top of?" Will asked curiously.

"No I don't," Quinn said with a frown.

"There's a few of them actually. But it's a reason to be suspicious."

"Well duh." Quinn rolled her hazel eyes and shook her head, "Why didn't I know about this before?"

"I thought you just automatically knew." Will said with a frown.

The two started walking back to the gate slowly, Quinn still looking around for anything that might be amiss. She didn't want to miss something completely. Not that she didn't appreciate the quiet nights, it almost felt like she was normal, and able to go to bed earlier then planned. Plus her father didn't give her the third degree for coming home late or with bruises. He didn't bring up the past at her old school either, which was good.

Just as she was appreciating the fact that it had been a quiet night she was tackled to the ground.

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Rachel stood next to Finn and looked at her phone frowning, "Quinn and Will should have been back by now."

"Maybe they saw a vampire." Finn reasoned, he could see that Rachel was growing worried. He was too because it had been a few minutes, but he refused to say anything.

"No that's not right." Rachel held out her stake and marched into the graveyard, "I am going to make sure she is safe."

"Rach!" Finn ran after the small brunette.

They walked in silence, Finn looking around to make sure there were no vampires, armed with holy water and a stake. Rachel was just marching on, calling Quinn's name, her voice rising in pitch.

"Quinn!" Rachel called out, Finn looked around and wasn't paying attention when he bumped into Rachel who had stopped suddenly.

"Ow!" Finn said, he backed up and looked down at his friend, she was staring at something in the distance. He followed her gaze and saw that Quinn was being pinned down by what looked like a large dog. "Oh."

"I highly doubt that is her beloved family pet coming to say hello." Rachel whispered.

"Me too." Finn replied.

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Quinn had to use all her strength to push the furry creature off of her, she could hear Will shouting in the background, Quinn stood up and found herself face to face with a werewolf. She backed up slowly, "Will?" Quinn squeaked, "I don't have silver…"

Will was right behind her grabbing her wrist and trying to get her to run, when suddenly the werewolf shifted it's attention off in the distance, Quinn got a bad feeling again when she turned her head and saw that Rachel and Finn were standing there in horror.

"RUN!" Will snapped at her, she broke out of Will's grip and slammed her full force into the werewolf knocking it down, "QUINN STOP!" Will sounded terrified, "THE TRANQUILIZERS ARE IN MY CAR!"

"Finn and Rachel are right over there, go with them and get it while I distract beastie boy here," Quinn said in a hushed tone as she felt her whole body being picked up by the werewolf and then slammed into the ground, Will was standing there still when she got up again and she shouted, "GO!"

Will turned and disappeared. Quinn stood facing the large wolf and gulped. She went at it full force again and tackled it to the ground one more time. She was straddling it and trying to hold it down, when it's large paw came and swiped her off like a bug, she rolled over and cringed in pain, she could see the werewolf was about to follow in the direction that Will had left. Quinn picked up a rock and threw it at the beasts head screaming like an animal herself.

The beast turned around and started to run at her, snarling and growling. Quinn and the werewolf landed on the ground in a heap, Quinn's eyes widened as she was eye to mouth with the things snout.

"Now would be a good time to hurry," Quinn whispered frantically as she put her arms up and wrestled with the beast, attempting to keep it from biting her. She gave one large push and managed to get the creature off of her, just as she did that she spotted Rachel with a gun in her hand.

Quinn watched in fascination as the small brunette picked up the somewhat large gun and aimed, her eyes narrowed. Rachel pulled the trigger, Quinn looked over to see the werewolf fall over.

"Did you kill it?" Quinn asked.

"Will said it was a tranquilizer, we're going to take him to Will's house and wait until the morning comes to see who it is." Rachel said as she walked over to join Quinn.

"Right." Quinn said.

"Oh my!" Rachel suddenly was right in front of Quinn, her bright brown eyes filled with concern. "Your arm!"

Quinn looked down at her arm to see that there seemed to be a scrape, "It's a scrape, it's fine."

"Are you sure?" Rachel asked looking worried, "It's not a bite or scratch?"

"No Rachel if it were a scratch there would be claw marks, look." Quinn held out her arm for Rachel to see.

"We need to treat it, not to mention you have what looks like will be a nasty bruise on the side of your face." Rachel grabbed Quinn's hand and lead her to the entrance of the graveyard. Quinn gulped, not sure how to explain this one to her father.

"I think I'm fine." Quinn said, she looked in amusement at Rachel who was still clutching the gun.

"Finn and Will are going to use his truck to get the wolf over to Will's house, I am walking you home!" Rachel declared.

"No please, if I go in with a friend he'd kill me." Quinn said suddenly, she froze and tore her hand out of Rachel's grip.

"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked, "You're bleeding and bruised up, you need someone to get you home, I know you're the Slayer and heal fast but still."

"What am I supposed to say to my father?" Quinn whimpered, she ducked her head, "I mean, no."

"Tell him you got mugged and I helped you home." Rachel said, "I refuse no for an answer," she grabbed the blondes hand and marched on.

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The walk home to Quinn's house was silent. The two girls kept holding hands the whole way, because it kept Quinn grounded. She wasn't shaking as much. But when they got in front of her large house she was shaking again, because on the porch sat her father with angry eyes.

"Quinn, what are you doing?" Russell Fabray asked.

"I had a friend walk me home." Quinn dropped Rachel's hand as if it were hot coal. She stepped forward into the light only to see Russell's face contort into anger.

"What did you get into now you idiot?!" Russell snapped. Quinn started and put her hands to her face.

"Daddy I apologize, it wasn't a fight…" Quinn said in an anxious tone.

Rachel stepped forward also and chimed in, "She was mugged sir, by a man, I was there to help her, he ran off." Quinn lowered her head and remained silent, she wanted to grab Rachel's hand again but fear kept her still.

"You devil spawn helped my pure daughter?" Russell spat out.

Rachel looked up in shock and asked, "Excuse me?"

"Oh this town is small enough Rachel Berry, I recognize you. The daughter of two fags." Russell laughed, "I suggest you leave now or else."

"Are you threatening a minor?" Rachel asked, her voice rising, "Because I suggest you don't do that."

"Daddy please, she was simply helping." Quinn said with tears pooling in her hazel eyes, "She is leaving now," Quinn looked over at Rachel who was staring at her with an angry expression.

"I will not!"

"Please…" Quinn whispered.

"Get off my property now." Russell snapped.

"Quinn…." Rachel looked up at the blonde but Quinn shook her head, "You can't stay here!"

"I'll be fine, remember?" Quinn whispered, she tried to smile but failed. She started to walk to her porch where her father was waiting with crossed arms and a sneer.

Rachel watched as the blonde walked away, wanting to pull her back and take her home. She watched in horror, this was scarier then almost being mauled by a werewolf, or eaten by a vampire. She really couldn't do anything to defend Quinn. And Quinn wasn't defending herself.

Rachel turned and ran down the sidewalk at full speed determined to get to Will's house.