Author's note: So I have a small idea where I'm going with this and I have no idea how often I'm going to be able to update but this idea was just buzzing around in my head so I had to write it. This is the first chapter. Enjoy

Glee

"Goodnight Rachel," Shelby said as she bent down to plant a kiss on her daughter's forehead.

"Night mom. I love you," the girl replied.

"I love you too," Shelby said while smiling.

After turning off Rachel's bedroom light and closing the door, Shelby made her way to Beth's room to check on her once more before she retired for the night. She found that the baby was sleeping soundly and smiled to herself. Life was perfect. She had reconnected with Rachel and now she was staying at her house from Friday's to Monday's. And she had Beth. Beautiful baby Beth. Rachel adored her; they couldn't be separated.

When Shelby got to her own room, she changed into an oversized NYU t-shirt and black yoga pants. So comfy, she thought. As she settled into her bed she thanked God for everything she had now, despite her past screw-ups. If you had asked her this question a year ago she would have replied differently, but now, she wouldn't ask for anything more.

A few hours later, Shelby was suddenly jolted from her sleep by a cloth covering her nose and mouth. In panic, her heart stopped for a beat as a sweet, suffocating scent filled her nose. She tried to scream but the man who covered her mouth muffled the sounds. The man, who was dressed all in black and wore a black ski mask, was very strong, so strong that he held down Shelby's arms with his free hand. Eventually, her muffled pleas for help quieted as she succumbed to the chloroform.

Under his mask, Bad Guy (let's call him) smiled; the first part of his task had been accomplished. After taking the blanket off, he scooped the unconscious Shelby up in his arms and proceeded to carry her downstairs, out of the house, and into the backseat of his black pickup truck.

Glee

Rachel was woken from her sweet dream that she could no longer remember by Beth's cries. She glanced at her clock, which told her that it was 6:16. she figured her mom would go get her so she closed her eyes again and tried to go back to sleep. After listening to the baby for a couple more minutes, she got up and decided to tend to Beth, still confused as to why her mom hadn't gone to get her.

Rachel poked her head into Beth's room to see that Shelby was not there. The baby had pulled herself up to stand against the side of the crib. Once she caught sight of Rachel she began to cry harder.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming," Rachel assured the distressed baby. She picked her up out of her crib and began to rock her. "Beth, where's momma? I'm surprised she's not in here. When you cry she's usually in here faster than I can open my eyes. Well it's ok. I'm sure she's tired after having to deal with us," Rachel explained to Beth, who had calmed down considerably. "Let's go see if mom's awake," she said as she walked out of Beth's room and into Shelby's.

Rachel was surprised to find that Shelby was not sleeping in her bed or was not in her bathroom. She then headed downstairs to see if her mom was awake. If she was awake then why didn't she get Beth when she started crying? Rachel decided to shake that thought from her brain. Her pace quickened as she continued to see no sign of her mother anywhere.

"Mom!" Rachel called out. "Mom, if this is a joke or something, it's not funny."

Upon hearing no answer, Rachel grabbed the phone from the receiver on the wall and dialed Shelby's cell phone number. She hung up in frustration when she heard the Wicked ringtone go off somewhere behind her. She decided to check all the rooms in the house one last time, Beth still attached to her hip. After coming up empty-handed once again, she decided to call her house.

"Dad!" Rachel said a little too loudly when she heard her dad's voice on the other side of the call.

"Rachel, it's 6:30 on a Saturday. Saturday is my sleeping in day."

"I know dad. Sorry. But this is important. I can't find mom. I've searched the whole house several times and I've even called her cell phone, which didn't help because it's right here in the kitchen, but I have no idea where she is!" Rachel explained, now out of breath.

"Whoa, whoa Rachel. Calm down. Are you sure she's not in the attic or something?"

"Dad, I wouldn't be calling if I hadn't already checked the entire house," she said, emphasizing the word 'entire'.

"Ok honey. I'll wake your father and we'll drive to Shelby's house. And Rach, try not to pass out from over excited breathing."

"Ok dad, I'll try," Rachel said, completely missing the sarcasm. "But please hurry."

"Ok. I will. See you soon. Love you."

"I love you too."

Glee

Author's Note: Did you guys like it? Should I continue? Please review