A/N: Time for chapter two. I decided to bring Alex in. She is one of the main characters. Although Quinn and Brittany are the main main, characters lol. Also decided to have Mack and Rachel together in this one, I've always thought it was a great pair. Just like Santana and Rachel.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in here except my mistakes and Alex.

Night had fallen around William McKinley and the glee kids were still hold up in the choir room. Brittany hadn't left Quinn's side all day after her out burst and Quinn didn't mind it. She help the tall blonde like it was their last day together. Rachel was far off in a corner somewhere, her mind racing at the many possiblities that her fathers were either dead or one of the...them.

Finn wanted to talk to her but didn't really know how to approach her, he just kept his eyes on her every move.

"Dude, quit being a creeper and just go talk to her," hissed Sam.

Finn looked at his friend before back at the zoned out diva, "She might not talk to me,"

"It won't hurt you to try, what happen anyways?"

"We just grew a part over the summer and when she broke up with me she said she didn't want to talk to me," Finn shrugged.

Quinn could hear them so she pretended to not be listening.

"Did you do something?" asked Mike.

"I slept with this chick in Vegas when mom and Burt took me, Kurt and Blaine for the summer,"

Mike and Sam ex-changed glances.

"Maybe you shouldn't go talk to her," Mike said.

"What do you mean?" Finn looked at him, anger in his eyes, "I want to apologize to her,"

"If she hasn't contacted you since the time you two broke up then it means she's not ready to talk Finn, as a man you have to respect that," Sam placed a hand on his shoulder.

"What if I don't want to?" he growled. None of the boy said anything as Finn sat there and seethed a bit.

Quinn looked over at her gang, seeing Mack look at Rachel longingly.

"If Finn goes over there to talk to her, you know what to do," she told the girl. Mack just nodded her head without looking from Rachel's still form.

An hour more into the hide out and all seemed to be well and quiet.

"What time is it?"

Everyone looked at their phones and saw that they were dead and there were no signal. It was a wonder that the lights were still on in the school.

"10:45," said Will from his office.

"I'm going to talk to her," Finn piped up, standing and smoothing out his polo shirt. When he approached her, Rachel visiablly flinched but didn't look at him.

"Hey Rach," that goofy smile on his lips like he did nothing wrong. She just gave a tight nod.

"How are you?"

Nothing.

"Please talk to me," the boy pleaded.

Silence.

"Rachel this is stupid, just-"

"Lumberjack, do I have to punch you?"

He turned to see Mack behind him, hands on her hips.

"My names Finn,"

"Yeah yeah, I really don't care," she waved her hand dismissively, "Can't you see that the girl doesn't want to talk,"

"Well this is between me and her, so back off," Finn sighed deeply.

"Looks to me like it's just between you, because she obviously doesn't want to talk to your gigantic ass,"

Rachel cracked a small smile at that.

"Why are you even here, you don't belong in this class," Finn frowned.

Mack just cocked an eyebrow at him, folding her arms, "Uh, if you happen to have forgot what's going on out there then you are really dumb,"

"I'm not dumb, Brittany may be but I'm far from it,"

The punch was heard through out the entire room as Finn staggered back and hit the piano. Quinn stood next to her friend, fists clenched and face fumng.

"Talk about Britt one more time Hudson and the zombies will seem like the sweetest things you've seen all night," growled Quinn.

Finn just whimpered and looked over at Rachel for help, she just shrugged and looked away. Finn bit his lip and walked over to a vacant corner.

After Quinn walked back over to the sleeping blonde, Mack stood there. She looked nervous and awkward, just staring at the diva.

"You can sit if you want," came the soft reply. Mack just smiled and took a seat next to her, feeling her heart pound when Rachel leaned into her.

"I'm tired," she mumbled. The punk girl looked over at her gang, getting a thumbs up by Ronnie, a nod from Sheila and a smirk from Quinn before wrapping her arm around the tiny girl and drawing her closer.

"Sleep Rach," she whispered. The diva was already in dream land and it was so cute to Mack, and nothing was cute to her.

Rachel, Brittany, Mercedes and Tina were pretty much the only ones that got any sleep. The rest were in and out of sleep, Mr. Schue being the only one that never slept at all.

When Rachel awoke, she was resting on a warm body. Who was it? She sat up and looked around, some kids were awake and talking others were sleeping. She had moved next to Quinn and her gang. Looking up she saw the soft brown eyes and a small smile from plump lips.

"Good morning sunshine,"

Rachel only knew Mack from when she tried to get Quinn to come back to glee, the girl had threated to beat her up.

"Are you going to puch me?" the diva asked, making the girls around her chuckle.

Mack blinked and looked over at Quinn, who gave a smile, "Um no, why would I do that?"

"You told Quinn you'd give her ten dollars if you could beat me up," the diva stated, her voice quivered. Mack paled and looked away.

"That was stupid of me, I didn't mean it," she mumbled, keeping her eyes on the windows. Rachel was practically sitting in the other girls lap so she reached up and cupped a tan cheek, making Mack look at her.

"You promise you didn't mean it?"

Mack nodded slightly, leaning into Rachel's warm palm.

Rachel just grinned, "I forgive you,"

"Told you Mack, all you have to do is apologize and she forgives," Quinn chuckled. Rachel glared at the pink headed girl.

"You have yet to apologize so I don't forgive you,"

Quinn looked down.

"Be nice Rachie," Birrtany husked out, her throat was raw from crying so much. Not able to explain it, but the tall cheerio has had this horriable pain in her chest everytime she thinks of Santana. And thats all the time. Although now, while being held in Quinn's strong arms and being pressed into her chest to be able to hear her heart beat, she has calmed a bit and the latina isn't even on her mind. Quinn calms her and it kind of scares her.

"Sorry Brittany," the diva said, leaning into Mack's chest.

Shooting from outside caught everyones attention as the sound of zombies from the door groaned and garguled. Rachel and Brittany hugged their respective knights as the shooting continued.

"Sounds like a shot gun," hummed Puck. It got quiet for a few seconds till the door on the left side of the room rattled.

"No one answer it," Finn states.

"What if its someone, there could be someone in trouble," Kurt retorts against his brother. The door was beaten on and rattled some more.

"That doesn't sound like any human to me," Mike shook his head.

Out of no where, the door busted into pieces and a figure came into view, holding a shot gun.

The kids huddled together, Mike, Sam, Puck, Quinn, Mack, Sheila and Ronnie all readied themselves to fight back as the figure slowly made their way into the room.

"Smells like teen spirit in here," came a smooth husky voice that only Brittany and Rachel would know from anywhere.

"Who are you?" Schue asked. Coming into view, both Brittany and Rachel ran to the figure and hugged them.

"Alex!" they yelled in tears.

Alex Zantos, a 5'7, short cropped black hair with a strip of red dye down the middle, girl. She had tan skin and the features of any beautiful woman. A lip ring on the right side of her lower lip and a cartilage cap in her left ear.