A/N so here's the last chapter I really hope you enjoy it.

A shot rang out.

And the dull thump of a body hitting the floor was heard.

Followed by silence.

Then the noise of the S.W.A.T team rushing forwards and the guy on the radio speaking again sounded through the room.

"The shooter is down."

Rachel turned her head around and saw David's lifeless body laying on the floor the gun hanging loosely in his hand. The gun that had taken lives, lives of the people who she knew and cared for. It baffled her how one tiny piece of metal could end something as big as a life.

After she'd heard the gun shot her eyes had instinctively squeezed shut and she waited for the inevitable piercing of the bullet to tear through her skin. It didn't come.

She stood there looking at the S.W.A.T team rushing towards the boy on the floor, one of the men shouting things through the radio, one still pointing the gun at David, even though everybody in the room knew he was dead. No one survives a bullet through the brain. She barely registered one of the men taking hold of her arm and leading her out of the classroom.

"It's going to be ok, your ok now." He said reassuringly, in a way that suggested he'd done this before.

She knew she was ok now but her mind was going a million miles a minute. Questions, so many questions. Where was Quinn? Is she alive? Where's this man taking her? Is everybody still outside? How is she going to break the news to mrs. Puckerman? How's Kurt's dad going to react? He'd already lost his wife.

Her head started to spin.

Her mind picturing everybody's different expressions to the news. The news she may have to break.

Her legs felt weak and for the second time today she found herself falling to the floor and blacking out.

Quinn awoke her vision blurred. The sound of repetitive beeping was the only thing she could hear in the silence.

She blinked slowly a few times to clear her eyesight and she fathomed that she was in fact staring at a white ceiling.

looking around the room further and gathered she was in a hospital and that annoying beeping sound was in fact her heart monitor.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head back trying to recollect how she got hear.

Ok so she was shot in the shoulder, she definitely remembers that. Then she was in a classroom and Rachel was lifting her out the window, yes and then... Oh god- did she. Yep she did. she kissed Rachel. Great. Well done Quinn. Fan-fucking-tastic. Don't warn her or anything just go ahead and plant one on her. She could just blame it on her dazed state of mind. Yeah.

She tried to ignore the pang in her heart when she remembered Rachel didn't kiss her back.

Right carrying on, she was on her back laying on the grass, trying really, really hard to stand up. She did finally stand up yes, then.. Then there was a man. A police man, who saw her. She was sure she heard karofsky shouting in the classroom and She ran, or rather stumbled, over to him and managed to tell him where karofsky was and she was sure she said something about Rachel then she got really dizzy and she doesn't really remember anything else after guessed she must have blacked out at that point.

Hang on.

Karofsky.

Rachel.

In the same classroom.

The heart monitor next to her increased swiftly.

She needed to find Rachel. Again.

Flipping the covers off of her she swung both legs of the side of the bed pushing past the agonising pain in her shoulder at the movement. She then un clipped the thing attached to the end of her finger and ripped out the tube in her arm, ignoring the slight sting and stood up.

Immediately the room spun, she gripped the table next to her for support and took deep breaths closing her eyes. Her legs felt weak and she could no longer ignore the throbbing pain in her shoulder.

She jumped and let out a shriek when a warm hand was placed on her arm.

"Lay back down sweetie."

Quinn's eyes snapped open and she locked on to the kind blue eyes of the nurse in front of her. She hadn't heard her come in. She looked the women over. She was old, looked to be around sixty, her greying hair was pulled back into a tight bun and she wore faded purple scrubs.

"You need to rest." She said in a soft calming voice, that reminded Quinn very much of her grandma. It was comforting, in a way.

"No. No I have to find Rachel. I need-I need to see her." She protested, trying to fight against the old woman's arms that were guiding her back to the bed.

"You need to rest, you lost a lot of blood miss Fabray."

Quinn wasn't strong enough to fight against the nurse so she let herself be steered backwards.

Laying back down, Quinn watched the nurse flit about, re attaching the tube to her arm and the clip to her the end of her finger.

"Is Rachel ok?" Quinn asked the old woman with desperate eyes.

The nurse turned around and furrowed her brow. "I'm sorry sweetie but I don't know who Rachel is." She sounded genuinely apologetic.

"She's got brown hair she's around 5"2 wears a lot of argyle and really really short skirts.." She carried on listing everything she could think of to describe Rachel, which was a lot, and she would of kept going to, had the woman not stopped her.

"I think I know who your talking about, little girl big voice right?" She asked knowingly and Quinn nodded rapidly feeling relief spread through her body. This woman couldn't know she had a big voice unless she's spoke to Rachel right, so she must be alive. She has to be.

"Yeah miss berry. That girls been at your side since she woke up, I'm actually surprised she's not here right now. Though I'm sure she's somewhere around."

Quinn's heart monitor sped up again at the news, making her blush and avert her eyes when the nurse gave her an amused look.

"QUINN!" Shouted a voice from the doorway and the two occupants of the room turned the head in the direction of the sound.

And speak of the devil.

"Oh thank god your awake! I was so worried Quinn." She said rushing over to Quinns side and immediately taking the blondes hand in hers.

Both girls felt their skin prickle at the contact and Quinn's heart monitor beeped hastily once again, seeming twice as loud for some reason, making her already hot face burn further.

She tore the clip of the end of her finger for a second time and glared at it, promptly ignoring the stifled giggling coming from the other two people.

"Well miss Fabray I'll go let the doctor know your awake." The nurse said giving an amused smile to the flustered blonde before walking out the room.

Neither girl spoke first, Quinn still glaring at the object currently lying in her bed and Rachel staring at their joined hands wondering why Quinn hadn't pushed her away yet.

Silence.

"David's dead." Rachel blurted out when the silence started to get uncomfortable.

Quinn snapped her head toward Rachel making eye contact and raised her signature eyebrow. Her cheeks starting to cool down.

She felt no sympathy for the boy, he deserved what he got. She did however feel sympathy for his family. They would have to move town and probably change their names after what their son did.

How could a person be so selfish so...Fucked up. She really never saw it coming.

"Yeah, they um the S.W.A.T team, they shot him." She carried on, trying to fill the silence.

She hummed in response. And they both fell silent again for a moment before Rachel spoke up remembering something.

"Where did you go?"

Quinn furrowed her brow in confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

"You were outside the window, laying on the grass. Then when David came in I um- you, you were gone.."

The blondes eyebrows relaxed in understanding.

"Oh right yeah, I- well there was a police man and I was trying to stand up, which is a surprisingly hard task. I thought I heard karofsky In the classroom. With you. So I told the police man where he was then I sort of blacked out. I don't know everything's really hazy." She said looking away form the other girl and rubbing her forehead.

Rachel nodded. Everything was hazy for her too. It didn't seem real that this had happened. All the events sort of blurred, all except the kiss. The brunette wanted to ask about it, she really did, but Quinn was being civil with her. When they weren't currently in a life threatening situation and she was in a clear state of mind. She didn't want to ruin it. That conversation could wait. For now.

"Quinn." She said trying to get the other girls attention.

The blonde took a deep breath and once again met chestnut eyes that held so many emotions.

"I never got to thank you. For saving me I never- I would have." She inhaled a shaky breath. " I would have, died. Had you not been there I would've died Quinn. you risked your life for me, which I'm still really confused about but oh so thankful for." Her eyes started to well with unshed tears. "Noah he.. He d-died trying to protect me. He shouldn't have! I tried, i tried to stop him! I really did. He risked his life for me and he died! You could've died! And- an I..I can't- I"

All her words, all her pent up emotion was coming out at once, all jumbling up. Her breath was coming out in short ragged puffs and she hadn't even realised she was sobbing, until she felt the soft pad of Quinn's thumb brush at her tear stained cheeks.

"Hey, hey. It's ok. Rachel, please don't cry."

Quinn's voice shook slightly, the brunette looked so distraught it was heartbreaking. She hadn't known puck died trying to save Rachel. She didn't really know what to think about that.

"Come sit here." She said moving over making space on her bed for Rachel to sit. But the small girl didn't hear her over her cries.

Quinn let go of the other girls hand to help lift her on to the bed.

Once she was up the blonde wrapped both arms around the smaller girl and held her close rocking her gently.

"Shhh, it's going to be ok. Rach, he can't hurt you now. Shhh."

Without thinking she place a kiss on the girls temple and carried on whispering comforting words into her ear.

Until Rachel's cries turned into whimpers and then the whimpers turned into short shaky breaths.

"You ok now?" Quinn mumbled into the girls hair.

She felt the brunette nod against her chest so she pulled back to look into the other girls teary brown eyes.

"I'm sorry, I just- this day has, it's been-" she stumbled over her words again so Quinn cut her off.

"Yeah I know. But your ok now, and so am I. Just focus on that. Alright?"

"Yeah ok."

The blonde felt Rachel snuggle further into her side and she released a content sigh. Her arms tightened around the petite body in a reassuring manner and before they knew it they had both drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

"They look kinda cute. We should let them sleep."

"Did you really just use the word cute in reference to the hobbit."

Quinn stirred when she was pulled from her sleep by two very familiar voices.

"Yeah, do you think we should take a picture?"

Quinn's eyes snapped open and locked on to those bright blue eyes of her best friends.

"Oh look Britt its awake." Santana drawled out from her place next to Brittany in the chair.

Quinn's eyes flicked towards the Latina.

She's alive and ok and..acting very normal for someone who almost died.

She felt tears treating to spill from her eyes. Her best friend almost died. Quinn's gaze traveled to her leg that was currently wrapped tightly in a bandage and then to the crutches that were propped against her chair. It could have been so much worse..

"Santana.." She breathed out just like she did when she found her limp in Brittany's arms.

Santana's eyes widened, not use to Quinn being so open with her emotions. But with all that went on she shouldn't be surprised. She bit her lip in thought.

"Hey B, would you go get me a coffee from the cafeteria?" She asked sweetly.

Sensing her and Quinn were going to have one of 'those' talks she didn't want Britt to witness it.

They were both the type of girls who kept their guard up and there emotions locked away, buried so far down that sometimes they forgot they had any at all. But sometimes they would make a reappearance. it was rare but when it happened they got really emotional and forgot about their bitchy façade and the competing, and poured there heart out telling each other there deepest fears. Quinn was the first person Santana told when she found out she was gay. Santana was the first person Quinn told when she realised she didn't feel the same way about boys the way all the other girls did. It's really what made them so close after all the fighting and afterwards, after the emotional conversation they would go back to there normal guarded selves pretending it never happened. Though both of them would feel the weight easing of their shoulders.

"Yeah sure." She said knowingly, before kissing her girlfriend chastely on the lips. Then she bounced over to Quinn and pecked her on the forehead.

"I'm so glad you and Rachel are ok Q." Then she skipped out of the door.

Quinn was happy to see the light in her eyes was slowly coming back. It was a start.

Once the door was closed she looked back to her other best friend who's eyes where trained on something next to Quinn.

"So..you and berry huh? Didn't think you had it in you." She sounded surprised and maybe a little bit proud.

Quinn frowned before only then noticing the warmth pressing into her side. She dropped her gaze to the small body still sound asleep, head resting underneath her chin.

"We're not. I'm- it's not like that. She doesn't even.." She rushed out her words in reflex to deny everything, her eyes wide in panic.

"Q. Hey relax." She listened to Santana's uncharacteristically soft voice and took some calming breaths.

"She doesn't like me like that. Why would she? I've been nothing but horrible to her. She's not even gay, she's all hung up on Finn Hudson." She spat the name with disgust and jealously.

Who'd ever thought she'd be jealous of Finn Hudson.

"I..." She started and dragged her eyes up to meet her Latina friend. "I kissed her." She whispered.

Santana stayed quite head tilted as she listened to her friend.

She honestly never thought Quinn would have the balls to tell the midget she liked her, let alone kiss her. But life or death situations change the rules. She told Brittany she loved her after all, even though all through her teenage life she told the blonde their sex meant nothing.

"And she didn't kiss me back." A single tear ran down her cheek and dropped onto the brunette head resting on her chest.

Santana pursed her lips In thought before heaving a breath, picking up her crutches and hobbling over to the seat next to the bed.

She wiped away Quinn's tears and held the blondes face in her hands so that she had no choice but to look at Santana.

"Look Q, I don't know how berry feels about you. But I'm sure that if she hated you she wouldn't be volenterally cuddled into your side."

She dropped her her hands from Quinn's face in exchange for holding the blondes free hand, that wasn't currently wrapped around Rachel.

"She probably just feels like she owes me for saving her or something." Quinn mumbled

Santana sighed. "You can sit here and make up excuses all day Quinn, Or you can actually talk to the hobbit when she wakes up and sort this mess out."

"Don't call her that."

"What hobbit?"

"Yes."

"You've called her much worse Q."

Quinn looked down ashamed. "Do you ever think she'll forgive me for that." It was so quite and vulnerable that Santana had to strain to hear it.

"I think that, if you explain why you did it. Maybe she could."

They both fell into a comfortable silence deep in thought for a few minutes. Then Quinn spoke, though her eyes stayed distant.

"I was so scared."

Santana furrowed her eyebrows .

" well yeah so was I, it is scary Quinn. I went so long telling myself I wasn't gay. I couldn't be-"

"No, not that."

The Latina looked over at her confused. "Then what are you talking about?"

Quinn pulled her self back into reality and stared deeply into Santana eyes.

"When, when I opened the door. I thought it was Rachel. Brittany she was-I've never saw her cry like that-she..she said 'she won't wake up Quinn'" the blonde inhaled shakily her eyes becoming shiny. " I-I looked down. She had your body cradled in her arms. I thought you had died. I t-thought-" she broke down. Her chest heaving choked sobs.

Santana sat there her own tears starting to form and her hand being gripped almost painfully by the blonde.

"You- I don't know what I would've done if- if you died." She managed to get out between her cries.

"But I didn't. Q look at me I'm here look. I'm fine look, and so are you."

Quinn nodded but didn't stop crying her mind running wild with pictures of her best friends dead body, her funeral.

"You had me scared too Quinn. So scared. When I woke up in the back of an ambulance B explained what had happened. I swear to god Quinn if I had, had any strength I would have jumped out the back of that van and kicked your ass! How could you have been so stupid!? You could've died going back in there Quinn."

Their anger and sadness and everything was coming out. Both girls had tears flowing freely down there cheeks as they let out there bottled up emotion.

"I went back for Rachel."

"You could've have died!"

"Wouldn't you have done it!? If it was Brittany wouldn't you have went back in?"

"In a heartbeat." Santana replied without hesitation. "But you can not compare you and berry to me and Brittany. That is not the same."

"Why. "

"Because I love Brittany!"

Quinn carried on staring at her an eyebrow raised. Santana stared back incredulously.

"You can't be serious. Are you serious? Your in love with frodo!?"

"Don't call her that!"

"But are you?" She asked ignoring the blondes comment.

Quinn took a deep breath and bit her lip"...I don't know. I think I might be. You can't like someone for two years and call it just a crush."

Santana sat back in shock. "Woah."

"Yeah."

They both fell into silence once again deep in thought. Then a voice startled them.

"Is it true?"

Both Quinn and Santana's heads snapped towards the small voice.

"Shit." Santana whispered. But everyone heard it in the silence of the room.

Quinn froze looking at Rachel with wide panicked eyes her mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"Is it, is what you just said true? Do you-do you love me Quinn?"

Quinn stayed silent her mouth snapping shut and her eyes unblinking directed at her lap.

Tension filled the room.

Silence.

Quinn had averted her eyes in favour for staring at the bed sheets, Santana sat Keyes flicking between the two girls and Rachel was staring at Quinn waiting for an answer.

"Well...I'm gonna go find Britts, cause this shit just got awkward. " Santana drawled out before squeezing Quinn's hand one last time then hobbling out of the room quickly, well as quickly as she could using crutches. Leaving the two girls alone.

"Quinn?"

"Quinn please look at me." She begged needing the blonde to at least acknowledge she was there.

Slowly Quinn directed her gaze towards the small girl though refused to look at her eyes.

"Is it true?" She asked again desperately.

"How, how much did you hear?" Quinn asked avoiding the question.

"Enough. Quinn please answer me. Are you in love with me?" Her eyes scanning over the blondes face for any sign of an answer.

Ever so hesitantly, Quinn nodded her head and Rachel let out a breath of air.

"Look I know you don't feel the same way. So you can just forget that this-" she was cut off when Rachel crashed their lips together in a desperate kiss.

Quinn was startled for a minute before she eagerly reciprocated, loving the soft feeling of Rachel's lips pressed against hers. She bit back a moan when the brunette swiped a tongue over the seam of her lips. Quinn opened her mouth and there tongues battled and brushed up against each other. The blonde held tightly on to Rachel's waist as there kiss got more heated.

They both pulled back before they went to far.

Rachel's lips were puffy and her eyes still half closed Quinn was certain she was sporting the same look.

"That was.."

"Yeah.."

They both smiled shyly at each other before Rachel's spoke up.

"So what does this mean?"

Quinn bit her lip Her smile falling "I'm not ready to like come out or anything. I just- i cant do that. Not yet" She rushed out in minor panic.

"Yeah no I know, me either. " Rachel replied.

Quinn looked at her "So you are then?"

"Are what?"

"..gay?"

Rachel's laugh echoed off the walls and Quinn looked at her confused, why was she laughing.

"I thought you'd have figured that out by the kiss we just had." She said still smiling.

Quinn blushed "Right yeah."

"So..you didn't answer my question." Rachel reminded her.

The blonde sighed thinking carefully off her answer. "It can mean whatever you wan it to."

Rachel pursed her lips in thought. "I don't know. I mean Im in love with you Quinn. I have been for a while, but I just... It's going to be hard to trust you after all you've put me through. But I heard what you said to Santana that you have your reasons for it, and while I think that nothing would justify bullying, I will listen to you and try to understand."

Quinn looked down ashamed but nodded none the less.

"And as for forgiving you. I already have. You came back and you risked your life for me Quinn. That means so much more than the years of bullying."

"I love you Quinn. And I think we should take it slow. I'm still dealing with everything that happened as I'm sure you are as well. I'm just still so in shock of it all. I don't think its actually sunk in yet."

Quinn nodded taking Rachel's hand in hers.

" it'll be hard Rach, but know that I love you too. And I'm here for you ok?"

With that she leaned back in and pecked Rachel on the cheek.

It would be hard for both of them. This is a day in there lives neither would forget. Walking through the halls of Mckinley would never be the same. Seeing The devastated families of the kids that died would hurt so bad especially knowing that they survived when others didn't. But if they looked on the positive side, they got each other out of all this and if it hadn't of happened they both would've gone through high school burying there feelings until they graduated and never saw each other again. That was what they had to focus on.

A/N I really apologise about that ending but I needed to wrap this story up cause school has started again and if I didn't finish it now I never would.

For my next story I'm thinking of doing a Faberry zombie apocalypse, would you read it, let me know what you think?