Part XVI

Rachel came back with Finn a couple of minutes after her parents had cleaned up the table from lunch. Britt had something to eat when she got there, but she was still a bit famished, and so was Lauren who had told them she hadn't eaten anything while she was hiding. Sam was still sleeping but it was a consensus that they wouldn't press him to eat anything, because what he really needed now was rest.

So, when the car pulled into the driveway everyone was more or less free to go and receive them as the only one who was kind of busy was Lauren who was washing the dishes.

Finn was the first who came out of the car and quickly motioned to Puck to help him. Kurt didn't waste time and soon was on the other door, helping Rachel out. Inside he could see how Mike and Tina were huddled up, curled on each other, while Santana seemed to be cradling her arm.

"What happened?" he asked the girl, while opening up the door for Mike and Tina to go out.

"It was awful. We couldn't find Artie, but his wheelchair was there… and there was a lot of blood. Tina and Mike were together, hiding in Mike's basement and Santana… I think she has a dislocated shoulder, she said she fought with one of those things you saw. She had a shotgun and killed it, but it wasn't in the house when she woke up. Kurt, it was awful" the girl said, closing one of her hands over his. "Did you found anyone?"

"Quinn's house was empty, completely open; but we found Britt, and Sam. Britt said her family had gone to get food yesterday and didn't come back, and Sam… he found his siblings, but Stevie was the same as Lauren's mom. He had to kill him, after he ate Stacy" he said, cringing at the memories.

"Oh my God!" the girl exclaimed, distressed. "How is he?"

"In a really bad state, he is sleeping now, but he is in a deep shock" Kurt said, trying to keep the images at bay.

He opened the door and helped Tina to her feet. She didn't look so good, that with the way her knees looked as if she had fallen to the ground a couple times. Mike had a black eye, as if he had been fighting with someone twice his weight.

"Are you guys ok?" he asked, when he saw Tina limp a little.

"Nothing some ice and alcohol won't fix" she said, with a glimpse of a smile that didn't really reach her eyes.

"I'm afraid we're a bit lacking in the ice department, but Rachel's dads are amazing with the first aid kit" he said while closing the car's door.

He went to the other side of the car in silence, looking at his stepbrother and Puck who were trying to evaluate the damage on Santana's shoulder. The girl was still cradling her arm and looking at the guys in fear as if they were about to hit her, but it seemed that her attitude wasn't completely gone. Kurt took that as a good sign.

"Can you fix it or not, Puckerman?" the girl said through clenched teeth.

"You have to take off your jacket and shirt so we can see if it's fixable or not, Santana, don't be a bitch" Puck said, trying to reach for her zipper.

"Geez, Puckerman, you should be lucky I can't hit you. I don't get naked so easily now, not with men at least" she said with a smirk.

"You either help me or you are doing this by yourself" Puck said, standing tall and looking her with a sneer. Kurt felt like snickering but tried to keep it down. The girl stood up and let the guys help her take off her jacket, all the time trying to avoid moving her left arm and hissing when it was completely necessary for her to do so.

"Fuck, Santana, how did this happen?" Puck said as he looked at the swelling on her shoulder.

"One of those creepers grabbed my arm before I could shoot him" she said, moving the hand of her good arm as if it was nothing.

"Did you see what it looked like?" Kurt asked.

"Like Mr. Smithson, my neighbor. That is if Mr. Smithson hadn't showered in days, had those shiny cat eyes and a cannibalism kink he shared with his wife. The guy was missing skin, lots of it. It was disgusting" the girl said, looking possibly grossed out and tired of everything.

"Rachel said you killed him" Kurt commented while looking at the way Puck turned the girl's arm to bend over her stomach before turning it outwards slowly.

"I shot him, I don't know if I killed him but I don't think I did because he was able to escape" the girl said, obviously trying to focus on Kurt's voice more than the motions made by Puck.

"Where did you shoot him?" Puck asked.

"In his freaking side, close enough to leave a HOLE- Mother fucker!" the girl exclaimed when Puck finally the shoulder finally popped back into the joint. He rotated the arm back so that it was resting against her stomach and smirked.

"At least I never fucked yours, Santana" he said with a laugh. "Come inside; let's try to find some ibuprofen and something you can use as a sling"