Main Pairing: G!P Santana Lopez X G!P Quinn Fabray X Brittany Pierce X Female OC
2023 Glee Fanfiction Award Winner for Best Book with a Poly Ship
Side Pairings:
Rachel Berry X Fem OC
Mercedes Jones X Fem OC
Artie Abrams X Male OC
Tina Cohen-Chang X...
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Quinn sat on the curb just outside the police tape with Brittany's head in her lap. She turned her head and offered Ella a small smile when the woman sat beside them and kissed her head.
"Any word?" Brittany asked, sitting up and taking a few quick looks toward the police barricade.
"Not yet." Ella smoothed down Quinn's hair and smiled softly at the young woman before her. She turned her attention to Brittany, moving her hand to hold her face. "I called your parents. You'll stay with us until they get back in town, okay?"
"Okay." Brittany nodded, leaning into Destiny when the woman sat on their underside. "Thank you."
"They've heard a total of six gunshots." Isabella nervously looked at Ella when the woman looked away. "Mija...It was in threes. They-"
"Don't say it." Ella hissed, eyes holding on her mother's soft eyes. "The kids are in there too."
"Hold on." Destiny frowned, holding up her hand to her mother-in-law. "You don't seriously think Grace would shoot up a school, do you?"
"What?" Quinn gasped as Brittany shook her head.
"No, Grace was having a good day. She..." She chewed on her lip. "She was excited for today."
"She was pretty excited the day she pulled a knife too." Isabella hummed, looking off toward the school with her arms crossed. "She's stolen a gun before."
"Why are you so insistent that it's Grace?" Destiny asked, turning toward her wife when Ella didn't respond. "Babe, you're not serious."
"I think it's easier for me to imagine her on one side of the gun than the other, Destiny." Ella snapped, sending her wife a look. "But no...I don't think Grace is capable of such a thing."
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"Do you think-"
"Shh." Santana hissed, trying to peek through the tiny crack in the cupboard they were hiding inside. She pulled Grace closer when she heard the teenager's trembling breath. "Come here. Stay quiet."
Grace didn't hesitate to shuffle into Santana's lap and wrap her arms around her torso. She tucked her head into her neck and whimpered, feeling Santana's hand protectively cover her head.
"The kids." Grace quietly cried into her neck, shaking her head and trying to push back. "Wait, we have to go to them! They're alone! We have to-"
"No!" Santana grabbed Grace's face as the teenager sobbed. "I know. Gracie, I want to get them, but we could lead someone straight to them. The babies, our friends...We can't do that. We have to stay put."
