A/N: New story, slightly darker than anything I've done before but I'm hoping that you'll enjoy it just the same. I will be placing a line or two of song lyrics at the beginning of each chapter to summarise as such the chapter.

"And you can see my heart…beating. Oh, you can see it through my chest." - Russian Roulette.

"Kurt, I promise I won't be late. This meeting is important to me too." Rachel told her best friend as she stepped out of Starbucks. "Look, I have to go, I have two coffees in my hand so it's uncomfortable – yes one of them is for you even though personally I think you need something stronger so you chill out."

She finally hung up the phone before throwing it in her bag. Kurt was such a worry guts, that it made Rachel wonder why she even went into business with him, in the first place. Because he's your best friend and you love him, Rachel's inner voice reminded her.

Of course it hadn't been her idea, it was no secret that Rachel wasn't the best with fashion but it was Kurt's dream and he hadn't had enough money to set up the business himself. Due to the fact that one of Rachel's fathers, had recently passed away, she had inherited a large cheque. She had offered to give Kurt the money with no interference from Rachel but Kurt had insisted that Berry & Hummel was born.

Today, they had an important meeting in which they would be presenting more fashion designs which Kurt was sure were going to hit off in shops. Hence the reason Rachel couldn't be late.

She glanced at her watch, she still had at least half hour before she had to be there so she decided to make a quick stop at the bank to draw out some cash. She rolled her eyes at the long queue but decided to stand in it, anyway.

Rachel heard the doors slam shut behind her but didn't pay any attention until she heard them be bolted. She turned around, the question dying on her lips when she saw two hooded men dressed in black standing at the now locked doors with a gun each.

Don't panic she told myself trying to calm her now racing heart. She glanced back to the front where the glass was only to find the staff all hanging over their desk covered in blood.

It was then that Rachel became aware of the fact that other people were screaming and she fought the urge to join them. The woman to her left had a new born baby cradled in her arms and had tears streaming down her face.

"Shut up. Shut up!" Another man dressed in the same black outfit came from the back door waving a large gun in the air. "Any more noise and I blow your heads off!"

The screaming died but sobs could still be heard throughout the room.

"Against the wall now. All of you!" He screamed and everyone scrambled to get to where he told them.

Rachel did a mental count in her head – there were seven of them and they all had a least one gun. There was no way they were getting out of this.

She thought of Kurt and how she had been so impatient with him on the phone. He'd guess surely when she didn't turn up for the meeting that something was dreadfully wrong? After all, she'd never gone back on a promise to him before.

"Now, I want you to all slide your phones, IPod's, Laptops or anything that could be used as a weapon or means of communication across the floor. And we will be checking." A sadistic smile crossed the man's features. "You're going to be here a while."

A/N: And there we have the prologue. Hence the reason it's so short – the others will be longer, I promise.

Finn would be introduced in the next chapter and as the summary suggests, he won't be a complete stranger to Rachel. There's some history there.

Review and let me know if I should continue.

Paige x