Title: Lazareth – Part 2
Author: Stargirl888
Word Count: About 700
Spoilers: None
Pairing: Undecided
Rating: T for now
WARNINGS: Nothing in this chapter
Disclaimer: Not mine, never has been and unfortunately never will be :(
A/N: I don't really have anything to say here. Hope you enjoy :)
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Quinns anxiety over her situation didn't improve as she followed Santana deeper into Lima Heights, sticking close on her shoulder. After about three blocks the sound of talking and laughter began to reach their ears and they neared another alleyway entrance, the light from the other end, where it appeared to border some sort of parking lot spilling out to where they were standing. Pausing, Santana fiddled in the inside pocket of her leather jacket for a moment , pulling out two rolls of notes and tossing one to each of Quinns tormentors, and both pocketed it quickly before heading into the alleyway.
"I just have to speak to someone for a minute and then I'll take you somewhere to sleep." Santana murmured to her, and Quinn was sure she must look dead on her feet. "You hungry?"
At the mention of food Quinn suddenly realised that she hadn't eaten anything since lunch that afternoon – well over 10 hours ago. She gave a tentative nod, and Santana glanced over to her other two companions who had so far kept to themselves, at least since Quinn joined the group.
"Tina, think you can get her some food?"
Quinn glanced around to the short asian girl who gave her a friendly smile, which Quinn timidly returned. Once Tina had confirmed she would do so, Santana headed after the others.
"Okay, lets find you something to eat," Tina said as she offered Quinn her hand. "This is Mike, by the way." She added, referring to the only other person with them, and they exchanged greetings as Tina led her after the others.
They entered a medium sized parking lot, that was boarded by buildings on 3 sides. There were a few people all clustered to one end where someone had made up a fire in a metal drum, next to which were a couple of broken sofa's that people were sitting on and a few crates also being used as chairs.
The people were all talking and laughing jovially with each other though they all sobered slightly when they noticed her presence, expressions immediately becoming weary and Quinn momentarily regretted that Santana had gone ahead of them, the girls fierce presence, while intimidating, had made her feel safer.
Tina ignored the change, heading over to tattered cooler box next to the fire and pulling Quinn with her. She rifled in it for a moment, pulling out a covered plate that had some cold chicken pieces on it and offered it Quinn, taking a leg for herself and starting to eat.
Quinn mimicked her, feeling ravenous, and trying to ignore the strangeness of eating without a plate or utensils. She noticed that the others had all gone back to slightly more sober conversations and Mike had squeezed himself onto the edge of one of the sofas and was talking quietly to the guys around him, obviously discussing her, if the glances they kept sending her way were anything to go by.
Santana was off in one corner talking to someone who Quinn couldn't see, and Tina stood back to lean against the wall behind her, leaving Quinn feeling rather lost. The group hushed slightly as the conversation between Santana and the person she was talking to became slightly heated, though both their voices were too low for anyone to hear. After a couple of seconds Santana finished her conversation and stepped to one side to reveal none other than Rachel Berry.
Rachel had also attended McKinley, though she had graduated at the end of Quinn's freshman year. Quinn only really remembered her name because of how her new friends had pointed her out on the first day as someone to stay away from. She fell into the same clique as Santana (which now that Quinn thought about it meant her presence made sense), so Quinn had never really interacted much with her anyway.
Rachel headed towards her with an unreadable expression on her face but it was not lost on her how the groups energy and posture changed slightly while Rachel passed in a way that told Quinn that Rachel held some authority in the group.
Rachel came to a stop directly in front of her and watched her carefully for a moment.
"You look worn out." She observed "Santana's agreed for you to stay at her place tonight."
Quinn just nodded mutely, too thrown by the situation to do anything else and after a moment Santana stepped forward and took Quinn's hand. Quinn allowed herself to be tugged out of lot via a different alley way, apparently being led back to Santana's place.
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