The 100
By: TracyCook
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creators of Glee and The Vampire Diaries (Unfortunately).
Warning : Smut, morbidity, and death (not to any of the main characters)
Couple: Quinn/Rachel, Bonnie/Damon, Rebekah/Caroline
Rating: M
The 100
'Your Life Is Trapped, You're Like A Prison.
You Cover Up Your Scars, Ashamed Of All That You've Been Given.'
Blue eyes were wide and filled with childlike bewilderment. She couldn't focus on one thing in particular because she was captivated by everything. The scenery was similar to the scenery in the game that she played, only as Damon had so bluntly stated earlier, this was not a game. This was her reality now. And the Earth was far more beautiful than she had imagined.
'Way bigger too! From space it looks so small!'
The trees stretched up into the sky, so high that she could barely see the clouds through them. The leaves on them were a range of greens and the occasional flower added a dash of color to the mix. It wasn't only the visual artistry of the forest though, it was also the scent, the taste. There was something so fresh about the oxygen she was breathing into her lungs, though it was more than likely filled with radiation. On the Ark they had to share Oxygen and they were usually deprived of it, often causing medical problems, but here she could breathe all she wanted.
Here there were no rules, no regulations. This excited and terrified her.
The remains of buildings, monuments, and statues surrounded them. History buried beneath the roots of nature. The Earth had reclaimed what it had created and they were only visitors now. They no longer owned it.
Caroline smiled and started to climb up onto the ledge of a stone wall that was covered in vines. It was not a tall wall, but she still reached out and took Rebekah's hand in her own to steady her balance. The other blonde had been overprotective of her since she woke up.
"Be careful, Caroline." The blonde Brit told her with a smile on her full lips. She had been watching the other woman since they left the crash site and she was happy to see that despite her injuries she truly was acting like herself again. She just hoped she didn't let her excitement cloud her judgement. The Earth was dangerous. It was unknown.
"The wall is only three feet tall, I think I'll be okay." She laughed.
"Knowing your luck, you will fall and somehow manage to break your neck." Rebekah teased.
Caroline scoffed, "Whatever, that is so not true." She noticed that the other blonde was smirking like she believed it to be accurate. "Seriously! It's not! I'm not always the damsel in distress, Bekah!"
"Not always." Rebekah agreed, her lips pursed in thought as they continued to walk along the wall, hand in hand, with Caroline towering over her. The others were not far ahead. "But, usually."
The woman standing on the wall pulled her hand away in order to slap the British woman playfully against the shoulder. She would never really slap her. "I'll show you. One of these days you are gonna be a damsel in distress and I will be the one to save you."
"Highly doubtful."
Caroline started to go off on a rant again and all that Rebekah could do was laugh. Sometimes she wondered if she said these things to get under the other woman's skin for a reason. If she was saying them to keep distance between the two of them. Friends partook in playful banter. They teased each other, they did not tell each other that they loved each other constantly or entertain thoughts of being intimate. She wanted more than anything to just be friends.
She was too scared to push boundaries. Not because Caroline wouldn't want her to, but because she knew that she did want her to, and she didn't want to ruin what they had. Romance brought jealousy, anger, fighting, complications, and a whole lot of things that she didn't want to get in the way of their friendship.
She didn't want to ultimately lose her.
Leading the pack was Quinn. Walking beside her was Rachel, and standing close behind them were Bonnie and Damon. He was always watching over her. He didn't trust the planet, but more so, he didn't trust the people that they were traveling with. Kol and his friends had practically been a mob heading to kill the "beast" so to speak. They all hated his sister for being alive and he did not trust that they would not try and kill her.
Then there was Niklaus who was mentally unstable and could snap at any moment.
"And over there is where the-" Quinn paused mid-sentence when she realized she had been talking about the landmarks and monuments far too much. 'Seriously you are probably the most boring company in the world... Rachel probably hates listening to you ramble on and on about this stuff.' "Sorry, I didn't mean to ramble."
"Never apologize for being passionate about something, Quinn." Rachel told her. "It is admirable. And also quite informative."
A light blush tainted her pale skin and she kept her hazel eyes focused on the path ahead of them. She didn't want to let on how much the petite girl's words had affected her. 'She talks so strange... I wouldn't expect someone who lived beneath the floors to have such an advanced vocabulary...' She wondered if she had studied, if Damon had taught her, if she had taught herself. Either way, she liked the way that Rachel spoke. It was unique to her.
"Are you sure? I can be a little overbearing." Quinn laughed under her breath.
"You will soon find out that I too can be quite overbearing when it comes to my passions."
The blonde furrowed her brow, her curiosity was growing every minute that passed. She wanted to know more about the mysterious girl. She wanted to know how she had learnt to speak, how she had survived, how she had managed to hide, what her passions were, what she wanted to do with her life. She wanted to know everything. That scared her a little.
Quinn wasn't one to let people inside. She always had her walls up and heavily guarded. 'Maybe just letting one person in wouldn't be so bad...'
Damon had this sinking feeling in his gut.
It had been there since the moment that they left the crash site. And it wasn't just his paranoia or his overprotective nature, it was something else. He had that feeling like someone was watching him. Like someone had been watching all of them since they arrived on the planet. Like they weren't necessarily alone. He felt like he was being stalked like prey and it was making his skin crawl.
Bonnie noticed that he was looking around almost frantically, his eyes narrowing as he searched the trees and she smiled, nudging his side and catching his attention, "Looking for radioactive gerbils?"
"Something like that." He said with a small smile before he returned his attention to the forest. His heart was pounding in his chest.
"Damon." She reached out and ghosted her fingers over the skin of his arm. The older man looked like he was really worried about something and it was starting to frighten her. "What is it?"
Damon clenched his jaw and looked down at Bonnie. "Do you ever get that feeling like someone is watching you?"
"Yeah."
"Let's just say, I've had that feeling for a while now."
"If my map is correct there should be a lake just North of here!" Quinn announced happily. It would provide them with a water source, and possibly a place to set up shelter. Maybe even a run down cabin or something. She could feel her hope returning and so could everyone else as they started to run North in search of the lake.
Bonnie was the only one who was suddenly feeling hopeless. Damon's words had stuck with her and she didn't like the feeling that she was having. Her Grams always told her to trust her instincts. She said that good instincts ran in their genetics, and something was telling her that they shouldn't go to the lake. That they should go back to the shuttle and lock themselves inside.
From the trees, dark eyes stared down at the teenagers.
Through the eye-sockets of the skull the creature wore as a mask. He watched them. He studied them. He and the others like him had plans for them.
'You Know You Can't Just Trust Anyone,
These Days Are Numbered, Singing Five, Four, Three, Two, One.'
Upon reaching the lake it didn't take long for Quinn to realize that she had completely lost control of the situation. She had wanted to take her time and be smart about the water. They didn't know if there was radiation in it and it would be in everyone's best interest if they found a way to boil the water instead of just drinking it. Along with this, none of them knew what sort of creatures inhabited the lake.
No one cared to listen to her as she called out, "Nobody get in the lake!"
It was too late. They were sweating, covered in dirt, and they were all extremely thirsty. All that most of them cared about was getting in the water and feeling better. Luckily, the group of people that she had been spending her time with since landing had listened to her, but everyone else was in danger.
At least twenty teenagers were swimming around in the water, drinking the water, cleaning the caked on mud from their skin, some of them were even laughing and splashing each other.
"I have a really bad feeling about this." Bonnie announced. Her stomach was tangled in knots as she watched the kids jump around and drink the water. They could literally be poisoning themselves and yet they didn't stop. They didn't care. They were lost in the moment and she could feel something in the air. She couldn't explain it, she never could, Grams just said it was a gift. 'Something is coming...'
Bonnie turned to face Quinn, her green eyes filled with concern as she said, "We have to get them out of there somehow. Something bad is coming, Quinn."
Quinn and Bonnie had been best friends all their lives until what had happened recently and she knew that when the other woman had a "sense" or "feeling" so to speak, she was usually right. She had predicted numerous tragedies and she had no doubt in her mind that right now she was predicting another. If they did not get the other teenagers out of the water then there would be a lot less of them.
"How do we get them out?" The blonde asked, voice rushed and frantic.
Damon could see the worry on Bonnie's face and although he wanted to convince himself that he didn't care if the morons got killed, he felt compelled to care if she cared. "Easy." He grinned. "We scare them out." He waggled his brow playfully before approaching the lake.
Cupping his hands around his mouth he called out to the kids. "Get out of the lake or you'll all die kiddos! There's something in there with you!"
The teenagers instantly started to look around in a panic and that was when the others joined in. They shouted for them to hurry and get out, to watch out before the "thing" got them, and numerous other things to frighten them. Quinn's lips twisted up into a relieved smile as she realized that it was working, most of the people were hurrying out of the lake.
Eventually, everyone was out of the lake. Everyone except for one person.
Caroline recognized the boy in the water. His name was Jeremy Gilbert. He was one of the people that she used to game with and sell marijuana to on the Ark. She didn't know much about him aside from his username and his character stats, and where he liked to meet in secret, but she knew he was a nice young boy and he deserved to live. His crimes were undoubtedly the same as hers and Rebekah's.
"Jeremy, get out of the water!" Caroline called to him.
The young boy looked around the water. He was younger than all of them, fifteen or so. "I don't get what you guys are freakin' out about, Care!" He shouted to her. "Look around, the water is fine." He said, doing a spin. The lake was completely calm and the water was clear. The other kids were starting to look around and realize that it looked fine.
"I thought you said there was somethin' in the water." One of the other kids said, Noah, she thought was his name.
"There is."
"There's nothin' in here!" Jeremy called back to his friends on the land. "Come back in ya guys!"
Noah, or as he liked to be called, Puck looked over at Caroline and the other people who had been calling to them and telling them that there was something in the water. He was starting to think that they had been lying, though he didn't understand why they would do such a thing. "There aint nothin' in there." He told them and then he started back to the water to join his best friend.
Just as Puck's feet reached the water he noticed something rising beneath the surface and moving toward Jeremy at a rapid pace. The young boy was still calling out to them and splashing around playfully in the water, he had no idea that something was hunting him down. Puck tripped over his feet as he tried to run away from the lake, falling backwards, hazel eyes wide as he screamed, "Jeremy! There's somethin' behind you! Get outta there!"
His voice did not sound playful. It sounded completely horrified. This was his best friend and his life was in danger.
Jeremy's eyes widened and he turned to look over his shoulder just in time to see a creature swimming toward him, head peaking up from the water, it looked like an animal that they had learnt about on the Ark. A crocodile, but it was much bigger. His heart stopped in his throat and he screamed, attempting to swim away from the creature as quickly as his arms and legs would allow.
Even with the adrenalin pumping through his veins he was not fast enough.
The creature opened it's jaws, that were nearly six feet in width, and it bit down on the bottom half of Jeremy's body. The teeth were like razors sawing through his flesh and bones and leaving behind a bloody mess. The young boy screamed out in pain and thrashed around, trying to punch the animal in it's long reptilian snout to make it stop, but it didn't help. The creature threw it's head back out of the water, just far enough to force the rest of the boy's body down it's throat where he would slowly be digested.
Everyone on the shore could only stare in horror. They had just watched one of the other people that they were traveling with, one of their friends, being torn to pieces by razor sharp teeth and swallowed alive.
"Jer." Puck whispered beneath his breath, tears filling his hazel eyes.
He didn't have time to be sorrowful. None of them did. The animal was not yet satisfied with it's hunt.
All of the teenagers watched in dismay as the creature started to move toward the shore quickly. Within seconds all of them had scattered and were running through the forest to get away from the lake, some were climbing into the trees, others climbing onto the large remains of buildings. The large reptilian carnivore was nearing the shore and Puck was trying to force his legs to move. He kept stumbling over them and he couldn't run.
"Help!" He cried to them.
Everyone was too selfish to go back and get him.
Everyone aside from Bonnie. She had a problem being selfish.
"Somebody has to go and save him." She told her other friends as they hid in the grass and watched the scene unfold. The creature was rising beneath the water and he was closing in on Noah. It wasn't in her nature to just sit by and watch as someone else died, especially if she felt she could help.
"If you go out there you will die too." Quinn spat.
Bonnie could hear the concern in her voice. The woman who had hesitated to save her life on the shuttle was now admitting that she didn't want her to die. Not only because she was a good person, but because she was her friend. Still, she had to do it. Standing to her feet, she ran toward the lake and Puck tried again to stand and run toward her. "Help!" He screamed again.
Damon watched the scene closely, his hands gripping tightly in the grass. He was waging a war inside his head. One half was telling him to get up and go after her, the other was telling him to stay and protect his sister. He clenched his jaw and stared over at Quinn, "No offense, but your friend can be so stupid."
With that, he pushed himself off of the ground and started after her.
"You're going to be okay, Noah, you just need to focus on walking." Bonnie told him, standing over him and holding out her hands to him. He reached out and took them with his own and pulled himself into a half-standing position.
It was too late though.
The creature was out of the water and it was right behind them. Bonnie tried to drag him, to force him to move faster, but he couldn't. He was in a state of panic and he couldn't feel his legs. "Hurry up!" She screamed at him, now frightened that she too would be killed.
"Just leave me!" Puck screamed at her. He didn't want her to die to.
"I'm not leaving you!" She pulled harder on his arms and moved him a little more, but the creature was moving faster than they were. It was closing in on them and as Bonnie watched it's eyes turn to slits she knew it was over. The animal was taking another victim. It's body was large, nearly thirty feet in length, and it had features of both a creature that lived beneath the water and above the land.
Even as the creature clamped it's jaw tightly around Noah's legs and he screamed out in pain, even as she watched the razor-like ability of it's teeth as they sawed through his flesh, she was still pulling on his arms. She was still trying to save him. You could live without legs.
"Bonnie." Damon called to her as he ran toward the two of them.
She turned and looked over at him. "Damon, I can't just leave him behind." Her green eyes were filled with tears and she felt the weight of death on her shoulders. She just wanted to save him. She wanted him to be alive.
"You have to leave him behind." He pleaded. "If you don't, you will die!"
"I-I-can't."
"Bonnie, he's gone."
She looked back to Noah and saw that half of his body was gone. He was still alive, he was still gripping onto her, but he was gone. Bonnie screamed and dropped his hands allowing the creature to throw the rest of the man's body into it's throat and swallow him. The two of them started to run, knowing that they were next. The creature was chasing them, but it wasn't as fast out of water as it was in the water and they managed to put distance between the creature and themselves.
Not enough to feel safe though, and Bonnie's legs felt like they were giving out. "Damon." She breathed against his shoulder as she tried to force her legs to work. "Damon, I can't feel my legs."
"Just keep running, Bonnie." Damon felt like his heart was going to break through his rib cage at this point and he too couldn't feel his legs, but he wasn't going to stop running. He wasn't going to stop until he knew that Bonnie Bennett was safe. He needed her to be alive and well. She didn't deserve to die for being a good person. "Just. Keep. Running."
She tried, but her legs gave out beneath her and she stumbled and fell allowing for the creature to gain on them.
"Damon, just save yourself." She tried.
"Not gonna happen." He said, staring her directly in the eyes as he pulled on her arms and forced the weight of her body onto his shoulder. Climbing up onto one of the buildings and out of reach of the creature.
For a few minutes the creature watched them. It stalked them. Then finally, it gave up. It wasn't worth the work it would take to climb the building.
'Here We Lie, In Love And Truth,
In A Coffin Built For Two.'
"You look exhausted, you should get some rest." Bonnie said as she looked over at the older man. His hair was a mess and his skin was covered in dirt from their trek through the forest and their adventure at the lake. His eyelids were heavy and he looked like he was going to pass out any minute, but he couldn't sleep. He was too paranoid. His eyes were on his sister who was laying on the grass next to Quinn and pointing up at the stars as they spoke.
She looked so happy. He liked seeing her happy. He just wasn't feeling safe after what had happened. He had been so scared that he was going to lose Bonnie, and he was still so scared.
The encounter with the creature had been a reality check for everyone.
It was dangerous.
"I don't really feel like I can sleep." Damon's tone was playful as he stared over at the woman sitting beside him. She looked concerned about him. She was always so concerned about everyone. 'Everyone but herself...'
"I know how you feel." She admitted, a small smile tugging at her full lips as she reached out and placed her hand over his. Holding hands had become a sense of comfort for the two of them and she found that they were doing so more and more as time passed. She found comfort in him, and she was grateful to him. Even though he played it off like he didn't care, today she saw that he did. He hadn't saved Bonnie for anyone but himself. He had saved her life. "I keep seeing that thing in my head every time I close my eyes."
"Yeah." He laughed a little, shaking his head. "Me too."
Damon was already feeling a little less worried and stressed as fingers danced along the back of his hand. Her touch set his skin on fire. Her touch reminded him that he was alive and this wasn't all just a really bad nightmare. Her touch reminded him that she was alive. Flipping his hand over, he intertwined their fingers and smirked when he heard Bonnie take in a sharp breath. This was new. They had never held hands like this before. It was far more intimate.
"I just-every time I close my eyes I see that damn monster killing Rachel." 'Killing you...' His mind added, but he didn't dare. His jaw was tight as he continued to watch his sister and Quinn. He didn't know what he would do if she died.
Bonnie saw a compassion in the man that was beautiful every time that he spoke about his sister. She was starting to really delve into who Damon Salvatore was and she was realizing that he was a man who made terrible choices, but he was a man who loved and protected those he loved. "You can't watch her all night."
His smirk widened and he raised his brows at her, "I sure as hell can try."
"You are a good brother to her, Damon." She smiled and he shrugged his shoulders. "She may not see it all the time, but you only do what you do to protect her."
"It's always been my job to protect her." He said. "If I hadn't then no one would have."
'Large blue eyes stared through long curly black hair that went down to his shoulders. His parents had told him that they were just going away for a little while. That they would return. That they had to go on a space expedition, but he knew that they were lying to him. Even at the age of six, he knew. They were never coming back.
So many kids had told him of stories about how their parents said that they were working late, or they had to leave for a while, and they never came back. His parents were being punished for having his sister. He didn't understand why, and when he held Rachel in his arms he understood less. She was only a baby.
She was innocent. She had done nothing wrong.
When the men had asked him if he knew where his sister was hiding, his parents had told him to lie. He had said that he didn't know. They had stood in and told the men that he didn't know. That they had asked a friend to watch her and that they hoped that they never found her.
But, there was no friend to watch her.
The only one left to watch over her was him.
Lifting his small hand he placed it in the impression beside the mechanical door to his room and it opened the doors for him, then he rushed inside. He hurried inside and opened the secret latch that his parents had made in order to hide Rachel, and he jumped down it, landing on the metal floors below. Laying in her crib was the beautiful little baby girl. She was making small humming noises, it almost sounded like she was singing. He walked toward her and he pulled her out of her crib and cradled her in his arms.
"Hey there, Rach." He smiled, though tears were falling from his eyes. He didn't know how to explain what had happened, he didn't know how to understand it. He was only six years old. "Everything is gonna be okay." Damon said. "I'm always gonna protect you."
Damon rocked her to sleep and he sang the song that his mother always sang to him.
He sang it until she fell asleep.
When he looked into Rachel's large brown caring eyes, he couldn't understand what sort of a monster could want to kill her.'
"Maybe it's time that you allow a few other people to try." Bonnie squeezed his hand gently with a smile. She could see how much he loved her. She could see how much Damon Salvatore was capable of loving someone, but Rachel needed to have other people in her life who loved her too. She glanced toward the two girls and watched as they continued to talk.
They had obviously bonded. She only hoped that eventually Quinn would forgive her.
He smiled as he watched the blonde interact with his sister. He trusted Quinn, though he associated her with the people who had killed his parents and forced his sister to hide all of those years. He still knew that she was a good person. He trusted her with Rachel. He trusted Bonnie with Rachel. He knew she would do anything to save her or anyone else.
"Maybe it's time you allow a few people to protect you too, Bon-Bon." He said with a waggle of his brow, emphasizing on the name. Tonight it didn't sound nearly as irritating. It sounded almost endearing.
Her smile widened. "I let you protect me today didn't I?"
"Yes, but if you would have listened in the first place you wouldn't have needed protecting."
'Rest In Peace, Rest With Me,
Through The Dark And Through The Light.'
"It is so weird to think that we were just up there." Rachel muttered as she stared up at the stars. There was a chill in the night air that tickled her skin and smelt of rain. Everything about it was beautiful. Disregarding what happened earlier of course. "That there are people still living up there. It looks so far away."
"It is so far away." Quinn said with a smile as she too enjoyed the sight of the stars. They looked so different from the planet then the way they looked outside of the Ark.
"Point made." She laughed and turned to look at the blonde who had her eyes fixed on the sky above. She was definitely the most beautiful girl that Rachel had ever met. Brown eyes scanned along her jawline and over her perfect lips toward her eyes. They were such a perfect contrast to her blonde hair. Most would prefer blonde hair and blue eyes, but she liked the uniqueness. Many times she had found herself watching the beautiful blonde from the shadows.
"What are you looking at?" She asked, laughing huskily and turning to look at the beautiful girl laying beside her in the grass.
"I was admiring your beauty." Rachel did not know how to censor herself and often times she would be straightforward about her feelings. She saw no reason to lie.
"Oh." Was all that Quinn could think to say as a blush tainted her cheeks and she swallowed hard. She was hastily realizing just how close the two of them were to each other. She could feel the other woman's breath rushing against her lips and she smiled. "Well, you're very pretty too."
"Thank you." A blush painted her naturally tan skin and she glanced down at the blonde's lips then back up to her mesmerizing hazel eyes. She got lost in their depths. She was not used to being called beautiful. Of course, Damon had told her practically every day how pretty she was and how much he loved her, but those words meant something completely different coming from someone else. Especially someone as beautiful as Quinn Fabray.
Silence filled the air between the two girls. It was tense, but not awkward.
Finally, Rachel broke the silence. "Do you miss anyone back home?" She wondered, forcing her eyes away from Quinn's and staring back at the stars. She couldn't say that she missed anyone back home. The only person she had ever known, or rather the only person who had ever known of her, was on Earth with her. She was so grateful that he was.
The blonde looked back to the sky and she thought about her mother. "I miss my mom." She paused and added, "You're lucky to have someone down here with you." She smiled. "I feel kind of alone."
"You aren't."
Rachel didn't have to say that Quinn wasn't alone because she had her, it was implied and it caused the other woman to smile brightly. It was true. Since she had arrived Rachel had been by her side. She had been the one to follow her into the forest to make sure that she was safe, and she was the one laying next to her right now.
She was not alone.
'I'll Hold You Close, I'll Hold You Tight,
Forever Yours, Forever More, Forever More.'
She had been watching the blonde with the curls flip around uncomfortably for an hour and she was starting to grow more concerned by the minute. She had a feeling that she knew what was on the other woman's mind. It was undoubtedly the same thing that was on all of their minds. The creature in the water and what other mysteries the planet held. It was terrifying.
"Ugh." Caroline groaned in frustration. "I can't get comfy!" She looked up at Rebekah through a mess of dirty blonde curls. It was almost adorable how flustered she looked and how messy her hair was.
"Perhaps it is not that we are sleeping on the grass, but whatever is on your mind, love?" She wondered.
She blushed a little. She always blushed when the British woman used the nickname on her, though it was not uncommon for her to use that nickname on multiple people, it always made her heart leap. "Yeah, it could be that." Caroline admitted, leaning her chin against her hands as she stared up at Rebekah. "I just never expected the earth to be so creepy!"
"But in your game there are monsters." She pointed out.
"True, but I never really expected anything like that." Caroline said. "Those guys died today, Bekah. Two people that we knew, two people that were prisoners for the exact same reason as us, and I can't stop thinking that it could have been us. And who knows what else is out there! Next time it could be me that gets eaten." She scrunched up her face in disgust. "Or worse, it could be you and-"
"Caroline, you are rambling." Rebekah said the words lovingly, interrupting her sentence and pulling the beautiful girl on top of her and into her arms. It was not uncommon for the two of them to snuggle. They had done so on many an occasion, and for many reasons, tonight she wanted to comfort the scared girl. She had been so excited about exploring the Earth and now she was visibly terrified. She wanted her to feel like she was safe. "Neither of us are going to die down here."
She was pouting, "How do you know that?"
"Because I do." She laughed, her accent thick as she traced her fingers through blonde curls, straightening them out. She loved playing with Caroline's hair. "I'm going to protect you and you already stated earlier that if I am ever a damsel in distress you will do the same for me." Rebekah smiled.
"Don't you dare ever be a damsel in distress." Caroline told her seriously. She couldn't handle the thought.
Rebekah laughed, "I'll try not to, sweetheart."
"Good." She snuggled into her chest and pulled her body close to hers, finding comfort in the warmth of her arms around her back. She loved when the blonde Brit held her like this. It was like she could feel her love for her radiating off of her. "I just can't stop thinking about what happened and this feeling I've had all day, it's just so creepy."
"What feeling?"
"This feeling like someone is watching us."
'If Tonight We Fall Asleep,
I'll Pray My Soul Be Yours to Keep.'
Author's Note :
Thank you so much for reading! I love hearing from all of you and I am so happy that y'all are enjoying this fic so much! :)) I hope that you enjoy this chapter as well! I didn't get very many reviews for my last chapter so I hope that everyone is still interested in reading this because I am really loving writing it! How did y'all like this chapter!? Got a bit intense huh? I decided to have two characters die, one from TVD and one from Glee. What did y'all think of the creature in the lake? Do you expect other animals to be dangerous? Y'all curious about the creatures in the trees and what their plans are? How about all of the cute scenes. Did y'all like the flashback scene with Damon and Rachel?
Which ship are y'all connecting with most right now, I am curious?! Haha I would love to know and I would love to know what you guys want to see coming up! Any ideas?
Thank you all so much for reading! You guys are always amazing!
I love you all!
-Tracy Cook-