Disclaimer: I neither own Glee nor the characters. They are the property of Ryan Murphy and FOX. This is purely for fun. Enjoy! :)

A/N: Welcome to my newest story! This is going to be unlike anything I have ever done before, and I really hope you guys enjoy it.

Scream For Me

Chapter One: An Unknown Threat

The weather was perfect as Rachel sat outside eating lunch in the quad with her friends from glee; Finn's arm was wrapped around her shoulders in a warm embrace and she leaned against his broad chest while the soft spring breeze played with her hair. The sun was warm as it shone down on her face, and she popped a cherry tomato from her salad into her mouth with a contented sigh as she watched Kurt and Mercedes bicker over something wholly irrelevant but absolutely funny. It was the perfect day to match her equally bright and sunny mood.

It had been two weeks since Nationals, and even though the team didn't place in the top ten, she couldn't deny that she was happier than she'd ever felt in her life. She had Finn back, she had concrete plans for her future, and she was positive that the glee club would come back next year with enough vigor to dominate Nationals 2012. Summer was right around the corner and the glee club was already planning pool parties and barbecues to make their summer as fun and busy as possible. She knew how important it was for the team to stay connected over long breaks so they didn't lose any of the chemistry that they had worked so hard on developing. She was still petitioning for mini-rehearsals once a week, but the majority of her teammates wanted a summer free of glee club. It was unfathomable to her, but she knew deep down that a pleasant vacation would be good for everyone in the long run.

Especially for her and Finn. She was already trying to make big plans for them to do together for the next two months, and she was kind of glad that nothing was really standing in their way this summer. They had a lot of lost time to make up for, and Rachel fully intended on making this the best summer ever.

Since this was going to be her last summer ever in Lima.

Thinking idly about her future, she pushed her Broadway plans out of her mind as she felt Finn's cheek nuzzle softly against her forehead, snapping her back to reality as the bell rung and signaled the end of lunch. With a loud groan, she gathered her books and got ready for another round of review classes and study sessions, since finals were right around the corner. She squeezed Finn's hand softly as he walked her to her locker so she could drop off her bright pink lunch box before glee. She was stopped in the hallway by Jacob Ben Israel and his cameraman, looking for an interview and pointing a microphone directly in her face. She straightened out her hair with her fingers and smiled as wide as she could as Finn stood patiently at her side, waiting for the interview to be over.

"Rachel, Finn, how does it feel to be the captains of the 12th best show choir in the nation?"

Finn rolled his eyes liberally as Rachel answered brightly. "It's fantastic, and the best part is that we still have another year to break into the top ten."

"Do you honestly think your group of merry mouth breathers can accomplish this? I heard you all showed up in New York without any preparation whatsoever."

She noticed Finn shifting from one foot to the other, which meant that he was getting antsy. Before she could answer, he pulled the microphone away from her face and up to his lips and said, "I'm going to say this once, and I hope this comes out loud and clear. Rachel and I will lead the team to a victory next year, you can bet on it. And we will be prepared to bring the pain all the way to the east coast." Before Jacob could ask another question, Finn pushed through him and his cameraman with Rachel trailing behind him. She was shocked at his angry behavior as he led her off, and when they arrived at her locker Finn was looking downwards, his eyes not meeting hers at all.

"Finn, what's wrong with you today? That was incredibly rude." He sighed as he slumped against the side of her locker.

"I don't know, I'm just tired of everyone giving us glee kids a hard time when we've really accomplished so much this year. It was bad enough when Jesse was around rubbing our loss in my face, but I don't want everyone in the school thinking we're still losers when we're the 12th best show choir in the whole country. That's got to count for something, right?"

She placed a hand on his cheek softly and watched as his eyes closed in bliss, leaning into her touch while she tried to give him the comfort he needed. She had heard this same argument come from him time and time again since they'd returned from New York, but no amount of consolation brought him solace.

"You know it means something, it means something really important, Finn. We didn't even make it to Nationals last year, and now the group has been to a city that most of these Lima losers have only ever dreamed of." Instead of making him feel better, a sour tone entered his voice as he glared at nothing on the wall.

"Yeah, and you're going to move there forever. Everyone knows it." His detached tone and angry words cut right to the core of her as her heart pulsed with anxiety. It was very rare for Finn to bring up her after-graduation plans, seeing as it was such a sensitive topic for both Finn and Rachel to discuss. Normally he just ignored the fact that she was leaving right after graduation, but seeing as this would be their last summer together she was sure the issue was starting to bother him, and would eventually come up more often in conversation. It bothered her too when she really allowed herself to dwell on the subject, but she was too afraid to address it, too scared to face the inevitable.

"Finn, don't be that way." She turned the dial on her locker to her combo and opened the door, tucking the pink lunch box deep in the back. "You know that we have a whole year together, so try and focus on that instead of what's going to happen after graduation. A year is a very long time." She tried to smile for his benefit, but his own smile didn't really reach his eyes. A small white envelope entered her periphery and caught her attention then; it was taped to the inside of her locker door, right under the picture of her, Sam and Mercedes at prom. Only two people in the entire school knew her locker combination, Finn and Kurt, and she figured that one of her two favorite boys had left her a little present.

"Oh! For me!" She smiled brightly as she took the envelope off of her locker door, and opened it with Finn looking over her shoulder with his brow crinkled. He obviously didn't leave this for her then since he seemed so intrigued, and she ripped open the envelope to see what Kurt had left her as she unfolded the paper.

It was a plain white sheet of stationary, and the only thing on it were letters that were cut out straight from magazine clippings. She thought it was an odd thing for Kurt to leave in her locker, and when she read the message to herself her blood ran cold.

I'LL BE WATCHING YOU

A nervous laugh escaped her lips as she took in the message, and she shrugged as she crumpled it up, trying not to take it too seriously. Kurt was obviously trying to get back at her for something by scaring her, and he was doing a damn good job. The goosebumps on her arms were tight and prickly as she tried to shrug off the disconcerting feeling that she was being watched. She looked around her wildly and saw nothing but the normal sea of students, wandering the halls from class to class. Finn was not acting as nonchalant as she was. "Rachel, what the hell was that?"

She shot Finn a frown as she tossed the note in the trash. Finn picked it right back out again and smoothed out the paper, his eyes growing dark as his attitude monumentally shifted. "What the fuck is this shit!" She shushed him loudly for cursing so liberally in the hallways.

"Relax, baby, it's a prank from Kurt. We had that sleepover last week at Mercedes' house, remember? We tried to watch the movie Scream? We barely got through the first twenty minutes! He's just trying to spook me for talking him into watching it but it won't work." Finn didn't look like he believed her. She didn't know if she could believe herself either, but the other options that were floating around in her head were just plain unfathomable to her.

"Well, if it is a prank, I don't like it. Come on, it's time for glee. I need to talk to my step-brother." He had a protective arm around Rachel's shoulders as he led her through the halls, and Finn folded up the letter and placed it in his back pocket as Rachel walked with him to the choir room. When they entered, they walked straight up to Kurt with the paper held out, and Rachel watched as Kurt's face melted instantly from a smile to a frown as he took in the contents of the note.

"What is this, may I ask?" He asked coolly.

"This isn't funny, Kurt. Don't leave messages like this in Rachel's locker again. We're bros now and everything, but trying to scare Rachel by playing a prank on her isn't cool."

He looked at the two of them like they were insane. "It's finally happened. Rachel transferred her crazy to you through kisses via saliva. I didn't know insanity was contagious."

"Dude, I'm being serious!"

"I am too, Finn. I didn't make this note, nor did I leave it in Rachel's locker." There was a long and stagnant silence that followed Kurt's statement as the other glee club members stilled and tried to figure out what was going on. Puck grabbed the paper out of Finn's hands and started to pass it around. By the time it got back to Finn, Santana was joking with Quinn in a sing-song voice, "Rachel's got a stalker."

"I do not!" To be honest, the thought had crossed her mind, but there was no reason at all for her to have a stalker at this point in her life. She wasn't nearly as famous or beloved to warrant something as creepy, yet flattering as a stalker. "Besides, who would stalk me before I've even been featured in a Broadway production? Maybe off-Broadway but that's pushing it." Only Finn and Kurt knew her locker combination, so who else could it have been?

"It was Jesse." Finn said immediately, his fists closing tightly in his anger. "It had to have been. He's trying to mess with us somehow. You know how pissed he was when we lost Nationals. He's trying to scare us so he could get back at us." Finn was starting to get riled up and she knew she had to end this debacle somehow. She definitely didn't want to talk about it anymore and put more crazy ideas into people's heads. A stalker? No way!

"This is ludicrous!" Rachel screamed as she ripped the paper out of Finn's hands, tearing it up into little pieces and dropping them in the garbage while the others looked on in shock. "This is nothing but a stupid little prank and it doesn't even concern you guys. Just leave it alone and don't mention it again." When she finally finished her outburst, everyone shrugged and went back to their previous conversations as she sat in the back, away from everyone else while Finn sat by her side waiting for Mr. Schue to arrive. He tried to make eye contact with her so they could talk but she refused to comply, turning her head away as she sat through the entire rehearsal completely distracted. The note was still on the forefront of her mind, and as much as she just wanted to forget it altogether, she couldn't help but feel shaken up over it. If this wasn't a prank by one of her friends, then who could it have been? And were they really serious about it?

By the end of glee, the note was barely an issue as she allowed the music from glee club to calm her worried heart. They weren't practicing for competitions anymore, but they still had their weekly assignments and she lost herself in the beauty of Mike and Tina's heartfelt duet, then almost died laughing from a rousing rendition of "Whole Lotta Love" from Puck, complete with gratuitous thrusting in Lauren's direction. Finn almost placed his hands over Rachel's eyes so she couldn't see Puck's gyrations, and her hearty laugh chased all of her previous fears away.

The rest of the day passed by with no incident. Finn had to clean out his gym locker after school so she walked out to the parking lot by herself, hoping to see Sam or Kurt and get a ride home from them instead of Finn. She really didn't feel like walking since the sun was much hotter now that it was later in the afternoon, but as she looked around the parking lot, she saw none of her friends around. Her cell phone started to ring and she picked it up, distracted by her search for familiar faces, and hoping that it was Kurt waiting to give her a ride.

"Hello Rachel." A dark, deep, unfamiliar voice could be heard on the other end of the line, and Rachel stopped right in the middle of the parking lot as the jarring voice penetrated her mind. She could tell immediately that it was a voice manipulated by technology, seeing as she heard a gritty digital rasp at the end of every word.

"Who is this?" She asked, staring around the parking lot, suddenly feeling like she was being watched. "What do you want?"

"What do I want? I want a lot of things, Rachel, my love." His words left her feeling like she'd been kicked in the chest as she started to gasp for air, the previous fear from before returning instantly and intensifying tenfold. "I want us to be together. I want you to stay in Lima where we can be together forever. Didn't you know that we were meant to be?"

If she had been spooked before by the note, then she was borderline terrified as the creepy voice chilled her blood into ice. She had thought that the letter was a prank, but now she wasn't so sure as heavy breathing could be heard on the other end. Could Kurt really be behind a prank that was so sinister and terrible? If it wasn't Kurt, then who was this person on the phone, scaring her to death on purpose? She tried to summon up all the strength she could muster so she could tell this creep to back off.

"Listen here, buddy. I don't know who you think you are, but you can't mess with Rachel Berry. I'm going to go home right this instant and call my father's lawyers and they're going to trace this call and figure out where to find you. Then you'll be sorry you ever tired to mess with me."

The only response she heard was a deep, mocking laughter that sent chills down her spine. "I'll be watching you, my love. See you soon." The connection cut out and she stood in the lot, dazed from fear as the phone call she had just received replayed over and over in her head. She tried to slip her phone back into her bag but her hands were shaking uncontrollably and she fumbled, almost dropping her phone while she tried to steady herself. Something deep down was telling her that the creepy call and the even creepier letter were no coincidence as hot tears filled up her eyes. She ran all the way home without even stopping to catch her breath, and when she got to her house she closed the front door with a slam, collapsing against it while her chest heaved from the exertion.

Everything became clearer once she had regained control of herself and she knew she had to admit the truth.

Apparently there was someone stalking Rachel Berry.

But who could it be?

Rachel's Final Thoughts: I am seriously freaking out right now.

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Merci mille fois mes amis!