Terrified. There was only a few times that Rachel was truly and utterly terrified in her life. The first time was when she moved to New York, just fresh out of high school in a strange new town without anyone. That scared her to wit's end. The second time was the pregnancy scare she had, being pregnant was awful in itself but not knowing if it was Brody's or Finn's was worst. But nothing could prepare her from the situation she was having, this didn't just terrify her. This scared her.

Shakily she grabbed her comforter from her bed and wrapped herself in it. Huddled in the corner she prayed for it too stop. This excessive banging that sounded through out her apartment. It started the night Kurt and Brody left for spring break, deciding she rather stay by herself than encounter Finn at home she opted to stay. So that morning she said goodbye to Kurt and Brody and found herself alone, once again in New York. Except this time she wasn't as afraid, until the sun went down.

She was in the kitchen she was about to sit down to eat dinner when she heard this loud bang from upstairs, brushing it off as her neighbors she went back to eating. Except, the banging didn't stop and it kept getting louder and louder. Finally she stopped trying to eat and left her apartment to go upstairs and ask her neighbors if they could stop with the banging. But when she made it up there, the apartment that was right above hers, had newspapers. Stacks of them. No one was home, and it looked like they hadn't been home for a while. Deciding to knock anyways, she stood there for about 15 minutes when she confirmed that it was true. No one was home, and that banging noise surely you would be able to hear it, if it was coming from this apartment. But the apartment was quiet and so were all the other ones on that floor.

Confused and slightly freaked out she ran down to her apartment, slammed the door shut and locked it. Not even 5 minutes back in her apartment the banging resumed. Except this time, it was louder than ever. So loud it left a ringing in her ears. Desperate for relieve she walked to the radio and turned it up as high as it would go before the static would start. She paused and satisfied that she couldn't hear the noise anymore she went back to the kitchen table to finish her now cold dinner. Just before she was about to sit down the radio cord was ripped from the wall and not a second later the radio flung from the dresser and bashed into the wall across from it. The wall right next to her head.

Breathing heavily she stared at was once her radio. It was in pieces, it had flew so fast that when it hit the wall it broke into pieces and left a huge hole in the plaster. That was it, she ran to her bedroom, piled everything she could in front of the door and tucked herself into the corner. Taking a huge breath she tried to think of every possible reason, anything logical that could explain what could happen but she was stumped. It was at that moment the banging started up again once more.

Rachel shook with fear, what the hell was going on? This had never happened before. Her apartment was quiet and felt like home. Now it had this horrible banging and felt like prison. Crying, she looked around for her cell phone. She knew only one person that was in New York that would come immediately. Dialing the numbers she waited, she sighed in relief when the phone stopped ringing.

"Hello."

With a shaking breath she whispered, "Shelby. Mom, its me. Something is very wrong here can I please come stay with you?"

A/N : HELLO :) Glee and Supernatural are two of my favorite shows and I thought it would be fun to combine them! So here is my attempt in doing so. So sorry for the chapter being so short, but I'm just testing the waters. Review and let me know what you think. Until then Happy Reading :)

-Piper