A/N sorry about the shortness. The next chapter will have them both in again not just one at a time. Let me know what you think?
"She's alive!"
Brittany furrowed her brow, her sobs subsiding and looked at Quinn confusion written all over her face. Surely she'd heard wrong?
"W-what?" she was almost certain she had heard wrong.
Quinn looked at her a smile working its way across her lips eyes shiny with new found hope.
"Britt she has a pulse...she's alive." She whispered almost disbelievingly.
Brittany looked at her for a long moment, speechless. Before saying-
"..are you sure?" She sounded so child like.
Quinn rested the Latinas wrists on Brittany's lap, before taking the dancers fingers and placing them over her girlfriends pulse point. Brittany gasped. Tears welling up again but this time for a completely different reason.
"She's going to be ok " Brittany whispered more to her self.
"Yeah she Is B, but she really needs some medical help. She's lost a lot of blood." Quinn said, not wanting to make the other blonde cry by telling her if they didn't move now theres a good chance Santana could still die.
"So what do we do?" She asked tearing her eyes away from her girlfriends face.
"We have to get her outside, I'm sure they will have an ambulance out there." She smiled reassuringly.
"But how do we get out there?"
Quinn paused thinking for a moment.
"There's a window. That I came threw it leads to the back of the school, we can get out threw there. It's not that far away."
Brittany looked unsure.
"Quinn the man with the gun is still out there."
"Yeah but- wait how do you know if it's a man?"
"We saw him when-when San got, hurt." She said lips tuning down at the memory of her girlfriend being shot and the panic she felt at the time.
"Well Who was it? Do I know him?" Quinn asked her curiosity peaking.
" I don't know, he was wearing a black mask. But like I could tell he was a boy 'cause he was really big and he didn't have any boobs." She said in her monotone voice.
Quinn sighed. "Right ok, we-" just then a shot rang out Brittany jumped wimping and Quinn put her hand over her racing heart.
"Hey B, it's going to be ok" she said once she'd calmed down. "That gun shot wasn't close, that's a good thing. But we need to move, now" she said in her most calming voice. Brittany sat still shaking her head.
"W-What if we get caught Quinn, I don't wanna die."
Quinn sucked in a breath.
"Britt?... B, if we don't go now...Santana could die" she didn't want to have to tell her that but it was the only way. "She needs a doctor."
Brittany's eyes were wide at this new information. She looked at her girlfriends body. She'd already been through the pain of thinking Santana was dead, she did not want to go there again.
"Yeah ok. Lets go. " she said standing up.
Quinn looked from Santana to Brittany. "How are we going to carry her?"
"Just put one of her arms around each of us? She's really light."
So with that Quinn stood up helping lift Santana, who yeah was really light but still a dead weight so it was hard to keep her up. If it wasn't for Brittany's strong arm around the Latinas waist, Quinn was sure she'd fall. Santana's head lolled around and she scarily resembled a corpse. That just spurred on Quinn's determination. She was not going to die. Not again.
they lugged her down the hallways looking cautiously around and keeping as quiets as possible. A thin sheen of sweat coated Quinn's forehead, it was harder than it looked carrying a body.
They finally reached the window where Quinn first came in and she was certain her arm was about to fall off however Brittany looked fine as she set her girlfriend down on a table.
"So um..how do we like get her out the window?" Brittany asked tilting her head.
Quinn paused. How where they going to get her out the window? Well fuck..
"I- I'm actually not sure... I didn't exactly think this part through." She said embarrassedly.
Brittany thought for a moment, Quinn knew this because she had her thoughtful face on. Brow furrowed and biting her lip.
"How about I go out first and then you sort of like pass her out to me?" She asked.
Quinn thought about it, it did seem like the only option.
"Will you be able to catch her Britt?" She asked even with all the cheerleading routines Britt never caught anyone she was always the one being caught.
"I will always catch her." She said with the most sincere expression Quinn had ever seen her wear.
"O-ok well um, you go first then."
Brittany bounced over to the window, lifting it carefully and putting it on a lock. She climbed out gracefully and shouted for Quinn to pass her out. Quinn walked over to the Latinas body and- fuck how was she going to lift her on her own, her arms where still sore from before.
"Quinn?" Britt asked from outside.
"Yeah B, just give me a second."
She had to do this her best friends life was at stake. So she put her hands under Santana's arms and pulled her off of the table. The Latinas bottom half of her body hit the floor with a dull thud.
"Shit, sorry S." she whispered wincing. That was going to leave some bruising.
She dragged her best friends body across the rest of the linoleum floor until she got to the base of the window. Now for the hard part. She popped her head out the window and saw Brittany looked up at her.
"I'm gonna pass her down now ok Britt?"
"Kay" she said arms at the ready.
Quinn squatted down putting one arm around her best friends shoulder and the other under her knees, she heaved her up with great effort. Then manoeuvred her out the window until she was half hanging out with her. All her energy went on not falling out as well.
"You ready Britt?" She wheezed out.
"Yeah Q, just be careful."
It was only a few feet drop but Quinn was still skeptical. This was the only way though.
" ok ready, 3, 2..1" and with that she let go feeling instantly retuning to her arms.
She looked down at Santana safely in Brittany's arms and smiled in relief. B looked up smiling back.
"Your turn Q, or do you need catching as well?" She asked sweetly.
"No Britt I'm..I'm not coming." She said carefully.
"What do you mean?" She said looking completely confused.
"Britt I have to go back, there are still people in here. I-I need to save them." She whispered the last part her mind going back to Rachel.
Brittany's brow furrowed and bit her lip. Quinn wouldn't risk her life just for some random people? She'd on do that for her and S and they were both right hear. The only other person would be.. Then a knowing look washed over her face.
"Is Rachel still in there?" She asked like she already knew the answer.
"W-what I-i don't.. Why would you think that?" She asked her heart beating erratically.
" love makes you do stupid things."
Quinn's heart all but stopped.
"I..no what? I don't.. I-I'm not..she's not.." She spluttered.
"Quinn it's ok." Stopping Quinn's rambling. "And by the way Rachel's like totally unicorn too" she said giving her a kind smile.
Well Quinn had no idea what the hell that meant but she chose not to ask..
"Be careful Quinn." She said seriously before walking away her girlfriend securely in her arms.
Quinn watched her go wondering how she could carry the other girl with such ease And also how the hell she knew about Rachel. then brittany was always smarter than people gave her credit for. When they were out of sight. Quinn put her head back in the window and closed it quietly. It was like déjà vu but this time she was going to find Rachel.
Another gun shot fired. Slightly closer than the last.
She clenched her jaw. Time was running out.