Hi, so this is my first zombie fic, and I'm kind of excited! This fic will be heavily focussed on Pezberry as well as Puckleberry friendship. I know Santana kind of seems ooc right now but I promise she hasn't lost her HBIC attitude just yet.. Rated: M for later chapters!

Summary: With Graduation around the corner the Glee Club prepare for Regionals when suddenly the world is met with an unexpected zombie apocalypse. Will this bring them closer, or tear them apart? Literally. Rachel/Santana, Rachel/Puck friendship.

Outbreak.
Chapter 1: Just another ordinary day.

If someone had asked Rachel Berry what her idea of the End of the World was back when she was still in her first year of high school, she would have been quick to say not getting into Julliard or worse, not making it to Broadway. But now, nearly two years later, she wouldn't hesitate before simply saying losing The New Directions. Sure, some of them had spent the better part of three years torturing her and making her life a living hell, while others tried to scornfully ruin her Broadway career, it's just who she is. They are her family now, and she couldn't be more happy.

So when she watches Quinn stand at the front of the choir room singing her solo of Breakaway, looking directly at Finn, gaining encouraging smiles from everyone else, she tries to push away the tinge of jealously that is sitting in the pit of her stomach and puts on her biggest smile as Quinn finishes the final note.

Santana Lopez smirks as she watches Rachel cringe when Quinn hits a sharp note while she finishes off her painful rendition of the song. It was a new thing she did, watch the Diva. She had always been one to observe people and find out their weaknesses, it helped her make her way through the social hierarchy as Sue had taught her. But lately she can't seem to stop watching Rachel Berry, the girl she had spent three years torturing, throwing slushies in her face, shoving her into lockers. But she never hated Rachel as much as people liked to think. Sure, Rachel used be annoying and extremely high maintenance at times, but she is still Rachel and something about the short brunette intrigues her, draws her in, and she isn't going to stop until she finds out what it is.

Once Quinn finishes her solo, everyone begins to clap slowly. Santana takes this moment to glance around the room taking in the expressions of her teammates. She knows that Quinn's performance wasn't the best. Hell, she doesn't know why they didn't just give Rachel the solo, it was what she did, and as long as it took her to admit it, Berry was their star.

She snaps out of her bubble and lets her eyes follow Rachel as the tiny girl walks to the centre of the room.

"Quinn, that was wonderful" Rachel says immedietly, almost knocking the blonde out of the way as she faces everyone.

Quinn replies with an eye roll and takes her seat in the front beside Finn.

Santana really doesn't know what's going on between Finnept and her former best friend. Ever since Rachel and Finn had broke up the month before, it didn't surprise Santana in the least when Finn went crawling directly into Quinn's waiting arms.

"Now that Kurt, Mercedes, Tina, and Quinn have finally sung their songs, I have taken the time to personally prepare one of my favorite ballads that I think we could perform at Regionals" Rachel states, beaming at them.

Santana bites back a snark comment when she hears a few murmurs and scoffs come from the rest of the Glee Club sitting in front of her. She notices Mercedes whisper something in Kurt's ear before Kurt nods and clears his throat.

"Actually Rachel, we're all pretty tired, I think we should call it day" He says, not a hint of guilt in his voice.

"But if I could just-" she is cut short by Mercedes standing up. "Look Rachel, we're sorry but it's almost 4, we're all really tired-" bullshit. "and really just want to go home and rest" she says sweetly, though she is lacking the sincerity of her apology.

The disappointment is clear on Rachel's face as she opens her mouth to say something before she automatically closes it again and looks at the ground. Santana looks around expecting at least Finn or Tina to stand up for her. Anyone. But no one moves.

She tries to open her mouth to say something, to tell them that it won't kill them to listen to one more fucking song, but no words come out.

It had taken her literally three years to realize what a fucking bitch she was for what she did to Rachel, and over the past few months of their senior year Santana has slowly become to grow more and more fond of the pint size Diva, but she still can't put her reputation behind her. Her reputation is what made her who she is, just like Berry and her damn metaphors.

Santana looks at the door and sighs, wishing this were the moment that Mr. Schue would walk through the door instead of just neglecting to show up to their second last practice before Regionals.

Rachel finally looks up after what seems like forever and there's no doubt that tears have formed in her eyes. This shocks Santana. She has seen Rachel get slushied, have food thrown at her, been shoved into lockers, and called the worst names you could think of, but Santana had never seen her cry from any of those things. She always holds her head up high as she walks down the halls even if she is expecting the worst, but she never lets it show.

The Latina expects her to scream, to call them out, to tell them how selfish they're being. She even expects Rachel to show them just how much she has perfected her Rachel Berry storm out, but instead she just looks at them and smiles softly.

"I-It's fine" she whispers, evidently trying not to let her voice crack. "We will all meet here tomorrow after class, correct?" she asks.

Everyone just nods in response and quickly shuffles out of their seats and exits the choir room.

Santana lets Brittany lead her out of the room by her hand and close the door behind her but when she takes a quick look back she notices Rachel hasn't moved from her spot in the middle of the room. She softly tells her best friend that she can go home and that she will call her later. Brittany smiles brightly before nodding and bouncing off down the hall towards Quinn's locker.

The taller brunette lingers behind the shut door for a few minutes trying to think of what she could possibly say. Just as she turns the doorknob, she sees Rachel's head rise through the small window and her soft voice fill the room.

She leans her head against the door soaking in the brunette's voice. 'People are seriously trippin' if they don't want to hear this girl's voice' she thinks to herself. She has heard Rachel sing a million times, but she had never really noticed how soft her voice is, but yet how powerful it is when she hits the high notes. She doesn't recognize the song, did Rachel write it herself?

Once the song ends Santana slowly opens her eyes. She feels like she is intruding on a moment when she hears soft whimpers coming from the other girl's mouth. She steps forward and puts her hand on the doorknob, about to enter the room when something stops her and she sighs and leans back against the cold lockers with a small thud.

'Get yourself together, Lopez.' She growls to herself internally. 'She needs someone right now. She might not forgive you for what you did to her but the least you can do it let her know that someone respects her.'

The Latina almost jumps out of her skin when Rachel runs out of the choir room and down the hall towards the school Exit, not noticing her leaning against the lockers. Santana curses under her breath. She should have said something when she had the chance.

She huffs and starts to walk down the hallway but something catches her eye. She turns towards the choir room and sees Rachel's bedazzled cell phone sitting on top of the piano. She walks over and picks it up, letting out a chuckle at how ridiculous the thing looks. She quickly grabs her bag and runs outside to see Rachel's Prius already pulling out of the school parking lot.

A small smirk spreads across her face. If she is going to get closer to Rachel going over to the girls house and giving her back her phone and apologizing for everything that happened today would be a good start, right?

She decides that she will go home and shower first, she doesn't want to smell from Cheerio's practice when she goes to Rachel's house, then she will bring the Diva her phone.

The small act will save both of their lives, though she does not realize it yet.

The second Rachel gets home she goes into the living room and collapses on the couch. She checks the clock on the table and sighs when it reads 4:30 PM. Her dads won't be home until late tonight which means she will have to feed herself. Take-out it is.

As she sits on the couch she tries not to think about the previous events that had taken place. She just doesn't understand. She has spent the past three years trying to prove to them that she can change, that she can put other people before herself but all they do is shoot her down. What's the point of trying anymore. Tears fill her eyes and she quickly wipes them away and takes a few deep breaths. She's stronger than this. She thinks of how in a mere couple of months she'll be gone from here and on her way to New York. A smile spreads across her face and she jumps off the couch, deciding to take a shower.

A half hour later she feels much better. She quickly pulls on her favorite skirt and argyle sweater before hopping downstairs to order Thai. She bounces into the kitchen a pulls out the phone book that's in the drawer. She's just about to grab her phone, this is, until she hears a knock at the door.

She scrunches her nose in confusion, thinking it must be Mrs. Henderson from across the street coming to ask for butter again. She smiles and shakes her head before opening the door.

It takes Santana a good ten minutes of sitting in her car asking herself when she had become such a wimp before she finally gathers up the courage to knock on the Berry's door. As she gets out of the car and walks up the driveway she looks around and watches a small boy play with his toy truck on the driveway next door, but other than that the street is pretty empty. It's odd seeing as it's a hot May Afternoon. She shrugs her shoulder and finally reaches the door. She takes a deep breath and rings the door bell.

Almost instantly she is met with the smiling face of Rachel Berry. Just when she is about to greet her, the smile completely disappears off of Rachel's face.

It hits her like a ton of bricks. 'Oh god, she thinks I'm here to do something to her, she thinks this is some sort of Cheerios scheme. Why am I such an idiot!' she yells at herself. She is so distracted by the thoughts running through her mind that she doesn't even notice rachel's eyes grow wide and her mouth gape open and she sure as hell doesn't notice the moaning that was growing louder from behind her.

That's when the screaming begins.

For now this is just a one shot so let me know if I should continue, it would be greatly appreciated!