Hi again! I keep having these ideas for new stories and write them down. I have two new stories coming up, this being the first one. It's set some years after graduation and all that, yeah you will get it. I haven't decided to much about the plot yet, I obviously have some ideas (a lot of Finchel!). Because of some things that will happen in this story I have put an M rate. It will get both sexually and some violence. This first chapter is safe though ;)
As always, cred for characters and background plot to RIB.

She was hurrying down a wide gravel path in the park, looking above her shoulder every now and then feeling followed but she couldn't see anyone, at least not yet. Her legs were starting to give in on her and her whole body ached. She came to a crossing of a smaller path and considered going left but when she saw the silhouette of someone she decided to continue on the wide path she was already on. She looked back again when she started hearing loud voices, her heart was beating so fast and so hard it felt like it was on its way out of her chest. She started panting and panic filled her and walked backwards as fast as she could while looking around her prepared to be caught once more. One of the men yelled something and though she could not make out what she knew they were getting closer. She quickly turned and started sprinting, adrenaline flushing through her veins. It was so dark outside, middle of the night, she had left shortly after midnight but had no idea what time it was now. One more look behind her and… she screamed. The second she had turned her head two strong hand were on her shoulders. She was certain she would die now, her heart had stopped and she was in full panic mode.

"Hey! Shh, it's me. Hey!" she recognized the voice. She would always recognize that voice. She hadn't seen him in forever but the second those words registered in her brain she felt her heart beat again. She looked up at the scared face in front of her, tears rushing down her cheeks. "Hey, what's wrong?" she couldn't answer. She gasped for air, swallowed and tried to say something at least but all she did was stand there, shaking and knowing that they were on their way. "Rachel?" she started shaking even more, shook her head over and over, opened her mouth time after time but nothing ever came out. He had taken off his sweatshirt and wrapped it around her shoulders, after a moment she managed to get her arms into the arms of the shirt and wrapped her arms around herself. It smelled just like him, just like she remembered. The smell that she had sometimes dreamed about. The voices, the voices were getting closer and she was starting to hear the footstep of three men running in their direction. She was standing under a lamppost and knew that they would recognize her if the saw her face. As she knew they were getting closer she took two small steps and buried her face into the chest of the man in front of her. As she had hoped his arms came around her and held her close to him. She was still shaking but for the first time in a really long time she felt protected, even though her heart was about to explode. He didn't say anything, he just stood there holding her and as the men came closer he hugged her a little harder. She felt how his head tilted up as the men came towards them and for a moment she thought that he was part of all of it.

"Hey! You've two seen a girl around here?" one of the men asked. She knew exactly who it was and she shivered just hearing his voice. Her life was in her friend's hand now.

"Nope, not what we noticed." He said simply, managing to keep a perfectly normal voice and not the voice of someone who probably knew who they were looking for.

"Let's turn away and take that other way." Another one said and they darted off the same was they came from. Once they were out of hearing Rachel started to sob and collapsed right on the path where they stood. Her feet were aching after all the running, her legs scratched from all the running through bushes, her arms bruised from her knuckles to her shoulders, makeup all over her face. Her breathing was heavy and she felt like she was starting to black out. She felt how she was picked up from the ground.

The two of them sat on the park bench for a few minutes, Rachel in his lap her head resting on his shoulder. She swallowed and lifted her head a little so that she could see his face, it hurt to make this motion, both in her head and neck. She sniffled and looked into his eyes.

"Thank you, Finn." New tears started to form in her eyes and she started to wipe them of. Finn just looked at her and took a deep breath like he was about to ask her something but decided not to. She knew what, she knew that he wanted to ask her about all of this, about what had happened and about the men and all that, but she also knew that he knew that she would not be able to answer that right now.

"There's nothing to thank me for" he said and wiped one of her tears away. "Do you want me to take you home? I bet your husband is really worried about you." She looked at him in horror and panic started to rise inside her again, she started to breath shortly and uneven and shook her head like a crazy person. "Okay! Okay!" Finn had noticed her reaction and had probably started to figure a few things out. Once again she knew that he wanted to know more and she could feel his body tense like it did once he got mad. "I'm taking you home with me, okay?" Rachel looked up at him wanting nothing but to have his safe embrace around her all night but what about his… wife? fiancé? girlfriend? She nodded and they stood up from the bench, Rachel putting more weight on her right foot feeling that she might have sprained her left ankle.

"What about your wife?" she asked in a small voice looking up at him. Finn smiled and shook his head.

"Nope, never got that far." Rachel looked at him in surprise, she could have sworn that he had been engaged with this really gorgeous blond. She'd seen the photos online and been really jealous, even though she had been married herself for about a year then. "We broke up about three months after the engagement." Rachel nodded and they started to walk out of the park. Finn noticed that she was limping and stopped.

"You're limping" she was about to protest but knew that she had nothing to say about the issue. "Yeah, you can't deny that." He said and gave the goofy smile before he turned his back towards her and told her to jump up on his pack. It did hurt quiet a lot, not only the jumping up part but piggybacking wasn't so good for her body either, she didn't say anything though.

They came out of the park and into the wild life that is New York and continued down a couple of blocks before Finn stopped.

"Is something wrong?" she asked concerned.

"Nah, just debating continue walking or taking the subway."

"Well what's the fastest? I mean what type of transport would be nicer to your back." She knew the answer, taking the subway would be much better. Finn could rest his back and she could sit down, hopefully, the trains usually weren't that crowded in the middle of the night but you never knew.

"Well are you okay with the subway?" she knew why he asked that. She knew that he was worried she would feel weird about being in a closed up space with strangers. Even though she hadn't told him what had happened he had figured it out, at least that what she got the feeling about anyways.

"I'll be alright."

They had to wait for the train for a few minutes and when it came to a stop in front of them there were only a couple of tourists on the train, probably Swedish or somewhere else where everyone is blond.

"It will be about 15 minutes until we have to get off." Finn informed her and after a couple of minutes she had fallen asleep on his shoulder with his left arm tightly around her.