debs chapter 21
Title: debs chapter 21
Author: soccerputte
Rating: pg-13
Chapter 21
“Quinn, you are the perfect liar.” Mr. Schuester said, and Quinn just looked at him, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing, it was almost too much for her. “Don’t get me wrong. Perfect liars make perfect spies.”
This was just too much for her to take in, she was the perfect liar, was that the reason why she most of the time she felt empty, she was lying to herself, telling her that she was happy? There were a lot of questions that started to pop up and that she didn’t have an answer for.
“The rest we can teach, but deception…” Mr. Schuester said as he looked at Quinn, he could tell that there was something that was bothering her but there was more that he had to say. “…that is comes naturally.”
Quinn didn’t say anything, she had no idea on what it was that she was going to say, this was a surprise knowing that she was the best liar, who wanted to be the best at that.
“Look, just have fun tonight.” Mr. Schuester said and once again looked at the blonde and smiled. “Endgame only happens once a year. So you should really enjoy yourself and have fun.”
/
Puck had gotten some prints from the car, this was the moment that he was going to tell Rachel about the plan, and he knew that it wasn’t going to be the easiest thing to do but someone had to do it.
“So, the plan.” Rachel said and looked at him and Puck started to spread out the prints that he had. “What is it?”
“We’ll infiltrate through the rooftop and take out the guards here.” Puck said and pointed on one of the prints that he had over the building. “then you will go through the vents, rappel down the elevator shaft…” he looked up to see if Rachel was following as he was tracing how she should be moving on the print. “…and then you bungee-jump down to the dance floor.”
“Okay, I understand that, it sounds pretty easy.” Rachel said and looked at her friend. “What’s next?” She had said to herself as she looked down on the print where Puck was pointing. “‘Tell her that you love her.’ Noah, that’s your plan? That is not a plan.” Rachel yelled as she had read that particular part of the plan.
“War is easy. Love is hard.” Was the only thing that Puck said as he looked at Rachel.
/
Quinn had changed into the dress that she was going to wear and so had Santana and Brittany also and Kurt was wearing a suit.
They were all waiting for their dates to arrive. Well more like everyone was waiting for Quinn to come down the stairs so that they could take the limo to the endgame, it was like a prom, but who would say that, they were spies after all and they don’t have proms.
Quinn was walking down the stairs and everyone was looking at her, Finn took a couple of steps up the stair so that he could meet up with her, he did try his best to be a gentleman tonight.
They were all about to leave when Mr. Schue came shimmering in, he held a camera.
“I need photos.” He said and smiled, it looked like he was also dressed like he was going to the endgame. “You won’t be leaving before I have a few photos of all of you.” A collective sigh could be heard from the group. The all stood up in the couples that they were going to go as, almost everyone was smiling, everyone but Quinn was.
The blonde didn’t feel like this was going to be as fun as everyone was telling her that it would be and she knew that she wouldn’t be enjoying this as much as she should have.
/
They had arrived at the hotel where the endgame was going to be held, they had all walked inside and it already had been some dancing, Quinn was still out on the dance floor with Finn. The boy’s dancing didn’t really look like dancing, he looked a bit lost.
/
Rachel was with Puck on the roof this was the moment. This was her chance to talk to Quinn. This time she was going to show the blonde what she meant to her and that she wasn’t going to give up even if meant that Rachel herself might be getting in to trouble, being arrested but it was all worth it if she could just talk to the blonde one more time.
“You have everything that you need?” Puck asked as they started to open up the window that was on the roof.
“I have everything and the guards are out right?” Rachel said as she looked at Puck to get the confirmation on that.
“They are out.” Puck confirmed. “You can do this, you are Rachel Berry.” That was all the encroachment that she needed.
/
Rachel was moving down the rooftop, she knew that it would be some more guards when she was about to enter the ventilation that she would probably have to take out but as far as she could tell it wouldn’t be a problem. It shouldn’t be that many and from what Puck had told her before most of them were on the outside at the doors or at the doors that could lead into the dancehall where the endgame was being held.
It should just be a couple of security guards that was employed by the hotel that needed to be taken out and if she was careful she wouldn’t even have to do that.
Rachel found the vent that she had been looking for, she could tell that she needed a chair or something to be sure of that she would be able to get into that vent. The brunette found the chair that she needed and before she started to remove the screws that held the plate in place, she looked left and right but as far as she could see, there was no one there that could stop her.
Rachel started to remove the screws one by one, that was all that she needed to do and it was done. She placed the plate down beside the chair and once again she looked to right and left making sure that there wasn’t anyone nearby.
She climbed into the vent, she was now on her way, and she was going to find Quinn. And after that she was going to talk to her and everything would be great. Rachel smiled to herself as she thought about how this was going to go.
“I’m on my way to the dance floor.” Rachel said in the radio that she had with her so that she could communicate somewhat with Puck. “And I think there might be some shadow coming soon, so I won’t be in touch for a while.”
“Okay.” Puck said as he heard Rachel, this was something that he wanted to go good, Rachel deserved to be happy. “Just let me know how it goes.”
/
“Okay, so how is this?” Santana asked as she took a couple of written pages from her purse. “My tour of duty behind enemy lines…” She looked down on the papers to be sure that she was reading it right. “…has taught me to remain vigilant to my cure values: Bravery, loyalty and justice.” Santana looked at Kurt and Brittany before she continued on with was going to be a speech. “And so it is a great honor for me to accept this award…” As the Latina looked at her friends she could tell that they were sure of that it was a good speech, well at least Kurt. “blah, blah, blah…”
Brittany realized that Santana had stopped speaking and was kind of waiting for them to give her some pointers if it needed. “But what if she really loves her?” That was a question that came out of nowhere and Brittany would be the only one that would ask that one. Both Santana and Kurt looked at Brittany waiting for her to explain some more what she was talking about. “I mean what if Rachel makes her happy?”
Both Kurt and Santana just looked at the blonde like she was crazy, maybe that was somewhat true sometimes and this was one of those times. “I mean, if you were really her best friend, you’d probably let her go.”
Kurt was the first one to react to what Brittany was saying, he did understand what she was talking about and as he thought about who Quinn had been acting before and after she had been with Rachel, it was almost two different persons.
“You can’t decide mater of the heart.” He said and the he looked at Santana. “It is madness to try.” And Brittany just nodded she was agreeing with Kurt.
“It’s time.” Santana said as she grabbed Quinn as they were about to give away the prize. “Okay so I just wrote down a couple of words…” She said and she gave the papers to Quinn. “…explaining our version of what happened…” Santana held her eyes on Quinn as she continued to speak. “…and expressing your gratitude at being honored.”
“And…” Brittany said as she looked at Santana waiting for the Latina to tell Quinn the last part of this.
“…I’m sorry that we’ve been fighting.” That had been hard for Santana to said, and honestly it left some strange sour taste in her mouth. “It’s just that I really want what is best for you.”
“I know.” Quinn said and gave Santana a smile, that was all that she could do this was just overplayed from now on.
“Attention DEBS!” Ms. Sylvester said as she walked on to the stage, this was going to be the moment that they all had been waiting for. Santana smiled as she looked to Quinn, this was their time to shine. “And dudes, I almost forgot, but then again you are easy to forget about.”
They were going to show everyone that DEBS was just some kind of sorority that almost everyone thought. No one else before them had had an agent survive meeting Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray, the perfect spy had done that twice and one time for a week.
“San, are you sure about this?” Quinn asked as she looked at her friend.
“Don’t you back out now.” Santana said. “You are the bets spy.” Quinn just looked at her; the blonde couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Okay, fine, you are the second best spy, no one is better than me, happy?”
“Yes, I am happy about that.” Quinn said and smiled. “I have missed that side of you.”
“Fabray, don’t go soft on me.”
“As long as you don’t go soft at me either.”
Author: soccerputte
Rating: pg-13
Chapter 21
“Quinn, you are the perfect liar.” Mr. Schuester said, and Quinn just looked at him, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing, it was almost too much for her. “Don’t get me wrong. Perfect liars make perfect spies.”
This was just too much for her to take in, she was the perfect liar, was that the reason why she most of the time she felt empty, she was lying to herself, telling her that she was happy? There were a lot of questions that started to pop up and that she didn’t have an answer for.
“The rest we can teach, but deception…” Mr. Schuester said as he looked at Quinn, he could tell that there was something that was bothering her but there was more that he had to say. “…that is comes naturally.”
Quinn didn’t say anything, she had no idea on what it was that she was going to say, this was a surprise knowing that she was the best liar, who wanted to be the best at that.
“Look, just have fun tonight.” Mr. Schuester said and once again looked at the blonde and smiled. “Endgame only happens once a year. So you should really enjoy yourself and have fun.”
/
Puck had gotten some prints from the car, this was the moment that he was going to tell Rachel about the plan, and he knew that it wasn’t going to be the easiest thing to do but someone had to do it.
“So, the plan.” Rachel said and looked at him and Puck started to spread out the prints that he had. “What is it?”
“We’ll infiltrate through the rooftop and take out the guards here.” Puck said and pointed on one of the prints that he had over the building. “then you will go through the vents, rappel down the elevator shaft…” he looked up to see if Rachel was following as he was tracing how she should be moving on the print. “…and then you bungee-jump down to the dance floor.”
“Okay, I understand that, it sounds pretty easy.” Rachel said and looked at her friend. “What’s next?” She had said to herself as she looked down on the print where Puck was pointing. “‘Tell her that you love her.’ Noah, that’s your plan? That is not a plan.” Rachel yelled as she had read that particular part of the plan.
“War is easy. Love is hard.” Was the only thing that Puck said as he looked at Rachel.
/
Quinn had changed into the dress that she was going to wear and so had Santana and Brittany also and Kurt was wearing a suit.
They were all waiting for their dates to arrive. Well more like everyone was waiting for Quinn to come down the stairs so that they could take the limo to the endgame, it was like a prom, but who would say that, they were spies after all and they don’t have proms.
Quinn was walking down the stairs and everyone was looking at her, Finn took a couple of steps up the stair so that he could meet up with her, he did try his best to be a gentleman tonight.
They were all about to leave when Mr. Schue came shimmering in, he held a camera.
“I need photos.” He said and smiled, it looked like he was also dressed like he was going to the endgame. “You won’t be leaving before I have a few photos of all of you.” A collective sigh could be heard from the group. The all stood up in the couples that they were going to go as, almost everyone was smiling, everyone but Quinn was.
The blonde didn’t feel like this was going to be as fun as everyone was telling her that it would be and she knew that she wouldn’t be enjoying this as much as she should have.
/
They had arrived at the hotel where the endgame was going to be held, they had all walked inside and it already had been some dancing, Quinn was still out on the dance floor with Finn. The boy’s dancing didn’t really look like dancing, he looked a bit lost.
/
Rachel was with Puck on the roof this was the moment. This was her chance to talk to Quinn. This time she was going to show the blonde what she meant to her and that she wasn’t going to give up even if meant that Rachel herself might be getting in to trouble, being arrested but it was all worth it if she could just talk to the blonde one more time.
“You have everything that you need?” Puck asked as they started to open up the window that was on the roof.
“I have everything and the guards are out right?” Rachel said as she looked at Puck to get the confirmation on that.
“They are out.” Puck confirmed. “You can do this, you are Rachel Berry.” That was all the encroachment that she needed.
/
Rachel was moving down the rooftop, she knew that it would be some more guards when she was about to enter the ventilation that she would probably have to take out but as far as she could tell it wouldn’t be a problem. It shouldn’t be that many and from what Puck had told her before most of them were on the outside at the doors or at the doors that could lead into the dancehall where the endgame was being held.
It should just be a couple of security guards that was employed by the hotel that needed to be taken out and if she was careful she wouldn’t even have to do that.
Rachel found the vent that she had been looking for, she could tell that she needed a chair or something to be sure of that she would be able to get into that vent. The brunette found the chair that she needed and before she started to remove the screws that held the plate in place, she looked left and right but as far as she could see, there was no one there that could stop her.
Rachel started to remove the screws one by one, that was all that she needed to do and it was done. She placed the plate down beside the chair and once again she looked to right and left making sure that there wasn’t anyone nearby.
She climbed into the vent, she was now on her way, and she was going to find Quinn. And after that she was going to talk to her and everything would be great. Rachel smiled to herself as she thought about how this was going to go.
“I’m on my way to the dance floor.” Rachel said in the radio that she had with her so that she could communicate somewhat with Puck. “And I think there might be some shadow coming soon, so I won’t be in touch for a while.”
“Okay.” Puck said as he heard Rachel, this was something that he wanted to go good, Rachel deserved to be happy. “Just let me know how it goes.”
/
“Okay, so how is this?” Santana asked as she took a couple of written pages from her purse. “My tour of duty behind enemy lines…” She looked down on the papers to be sure that she was reading it right. “…has taught me to remain vigilant to my cure values: Bravery, loyalty and justice.” Santana looked at Kurt and Brittany before she continued on with was going to be a speech. “And so it is a great honor for me to accept this award…” As the Latina looked at her friends she could tell that they were sure of that it was a good speech, well at least Kurt. “blah, blah, blah…”
Brittany realized that Santana had stopped speaking and was kind of waiting for them to give her some pointers if it needed. “But what if she really loves her?” That was a question that came out of nowhere and Brittany would be the only one that would ask that one. Both Santana and Kurt looked at Brittany waiting for her to explain some more what she was talking about. “I mean what if Rachel makes her happy?”
Both Kurt and Santana just looked at the blonde like she was crazy, maybe that was somewhat true sometimes and this was one of those times. “I mean, if you were really her best friend, you’d probably let her go.”
Kurt was the first one to react to what Brittany was saying, he did understand what she was talking about and as he thought about who Quinn had been acting before and after she had been with Rachel, it was almost two different persons.
“You can’t decide mater of the heart.” He said and the he looked at Santana. “It is madness to try.” And Brittany just nodded she was agreeing with Kurt.
“It’s time.” Santana said as she grabbed Quinn as they were about to give away the prize. “Okay so I just wrote down a couple of words…” She said and she gave the papers to Quinn. “…explaining our version of what happened…” Santana held her eyes on Quinn as she continued to speak. “…and expressing your gratitude at being honored.”
“And…” Brittany said as she looked at Santana waiting for the Latina to tell Quinn the last part of this.
“…I’m sorry that we’ve been fighting.” That had been hard for Santana to said, and honestly it left some strange sour taste in her mouth. “It’s just that I really want what is best for you.”
“I know.” Quinn said and gave Santana a smile, that was all that she could do this was just overplayed from now on.
“Attention DEBS!” Ms. Sylvester said as she walked on to the stage, this was going to be the moment that they all had been waiting for. Santana smiled as she looked to Quinn, this was their time to shine. “And dudes, I almost forgot, but then again you are easy to forget about.”
They were going to show everyone that DEBS was just some kind of sorority that almost everyone thought. No one else before them had had an agent survive meeting Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray, the perfect spy had done that twice and one time for a week.
“San, are you sure about this?” Quinn asked as she looked at her friend.
“Don’t you back out now.” Santana said. “You are the bets spy.” Quinn just looked at her; the blonde couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Okay, fine, you are the second best spy, no one is better than me, happy?”
“Yes, I am happy about that.” Quinn said and smiled. “I have missed that side of you.”
“Fabray, don’t go soft on me.”
“As long as you don’t go soft at me either.”