NO! I don't own CSI Miami OrR Glee. Only Noelle. Which sucks.

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Rachel

"Alright, guys, we've made it this far." Mr Schuester stared. "We won sectionals, regionals and we are going to win nationals." Rachel Berry rolled her eyes. She, and the rest of her schools Glee Club, New Directions, sat in the lobby of their hotel. Jesse St James, her current boyfriend, squeezed her fingers and winked at her. Nobody really ever listened to Mr Schuesters' speeches. Mercerdes Jones raised a hand.

"Mr Shue?" She asked, "Can we go now?" Their teacher laughed.

"Of course." He began, but the sharp sound of a gun shooting stopped them all.

"Holy crap!" Santana Lopez, Another member of the club yelled. Her hand was covering her chest. Her hand was covered in blood. Rachel bit back a scream and looked away. Mr Schuester ran to her side.

"Oh my god." He said. "Santana's dead."