Savior (Quinntana)

Chapter 18

I'm sorry it's been far too long.

Glee isn't mine. All mistakes are mines. I have no beta (although I would like one) so bear with my mistake.

Emily starred at her computer screen waiting for her 5 page essay to write itself. Seriously what was Fitz thinking assigning them to write a essay about a topic of their choice. Seriously? So far she only has only managed to get her heading done. 'Perhaps I should get Spence to help me' she thought.

She closed her laptop in frustration. Damn English AP is making her more stress than she already is. She crossed her arms over her chest and let her glaze settled outside of the window.

It was a sunny not so chilly day for the last day of September. It was nice out and here she was stuck inside trying to do her school work. She could hear Hanna's voice ringing in her ear about wasting the last good weather official days inside. Whatever.

Her phone buzzed from beside her laptop singing a incoming text. She picked up her phone to see it was from Spencer.

Need to talk. Aria nd I will be over in 10 -S

She frowned. Talk about what? She tried to come to an conclusion what sparia (Hanna's creative name for the duo) want to talk about. She sat for the next 10 minutes mulling over different possibilities. Soon enough Spencer and Aria were in her room breaking her thoughts.

"Hey em." Aria greeted.

"Oh hey guys." Emily said back. She then gestured to her bed for the duo to take a seat. "What do you guys wanna talk about?" she asked wanting to get straight to the point.

Spencer and Aria shared a look questioning if they should really do this or not. This revaluation could change everything they thought they knew.

Emily started to get impatient when she received silence as a answer. "Well?" She pressed.

"Last week when Santana got into the car accident and when we found out her lie about going to see Noel, Aria and I did a little more digging," Spencer started off, "when Hanna was comforting you after you attacked Santana, we found footage of the crash. We found out she wasn't in fact alone at all." Spencer looked for Aria to continue.

Aria gulped leave it to spence to make her do the hard part. "There was a familiar blonde in the passenger side. A blonde that is suppose to be dead."

Emily raised her eyebrows in confusion. Blonde? Dead? Wait what no. It can't be. It can't not be her.

She's dead.

Spencer opened her bag and pulled the photo to show her friend who was starting to shake in denial. She handed it to Emily who grabbed it cautiously like it was a burning flame.

Emily looked down at the photo and couldn't believe her eyes. Sitting in the passenger seat in Santana's moms car is Alison. Alison whose suppose to be dead. Alison who's suppose to be 6 feet under. "Alison..." she named rolled off her tongue so easily. "I don't understand..."

"We don't either." Aria provided.

"Hanna said at the hospital that Santana must have known something big to be targeted by A." Emily looks up to her friends. "I think this is what Santana knew and what caused her to get into the accident."

Spencer nodded coming to the same conclusion. "We need to talk to her Em, she's could be holding information that could help us figure out who A is."

"We haven't talked much since the hospital." Emily confessed. It was true ever since that day last week the two haven't spoke much more than 3 words to each other. "I haven't seen much of her either."