Hello everyone! Here is a new story idea that I came up with. Enjoy!

Plot: After the death of her fathers, Rachel Berry is not looking for another family. When she is put into the custody of her birth mom and her family, Rachel is thrown into a different environment than what she's used to. Adding to her stress is Puck, the bad boy at school fresh out of juvie who is intrigued by Rachel but told to stay away. Turns out that's an order he can't follow.

Chapter 1

As she zipped the last suitcase, Rachel looked around the room she'd known her whole life. Everything was taken down and either packed or given away. As much as she wanted to wake up from this nightmare, nothing was going to change the fact that her fathers, the only parents she ever knew, were gone and she was being sent to live with someone she didn't even know.

"Rachel?" the social worker called. "It's time to go sweetheart."

She sighed and grabbed the suitcase before going downstairs. "This is the last of it."

"Okay well we should go, they're waiting for you."

Rachel nodded and took one last look at her home before following the social worker out the door. When she was told that she would be sent to live with her birth mother, Rachel adamantly refused. The woman gave her away for money so there was no reason for her to be around now especially now that she had a family of her own.

When they pulled up in front of the house, Rachel immediately felt butterflies in her stomach. "Here goes nothing."

She and the social worker got out of the car and were immediately met with her birth mother, Shelby.

"I'm so glad you managed to find it," Shelby smiled.

"It's a pretty big house, it'd be hard to miss it," Rachel replied.

"Come on, let's go inside," she said, trying to ignore the comment. They walked in and sat in the living room where the rest of the family was. "Rachel this is my husband David and our daughter, Marley."

"Hey," Rachel waved.

David stepped forward to shake her hand. "It's so great to finally meet you."

"You too," she replied, even though that was the opposite of how she felt.

A moment of awkward silence fell on the group before Shelby spoke. "Uh Marley why don't you show Rachel her room?"

The teenager nodded. "Sure, let's go."

They grabbed her suitcases and headed upstairs as the social worker looked at Shelby and David. "Sorry about that, she's been like this all day."

"It's understandable in her situation," David nodded. "We just hope we can help make it better."

"Well I believe she's in good hands here so I will leave you all to it. Good luck."

"Thank you," Shelby said as she walked her out. When she came back, she looked at her husband. "Do you think we're doing the right thing? I mean should we have waited longer before bringing her here?"

He shook his head. "If we had done that she would've been put in a foster home across town and you never would've gotten to know her."

"I know but she just lost the men who raised her and got stuck with people she doesn't even know, what if this is a disaster?"

David put his hands on her shoulders. "Look I know this is a strange situation but I saw your face when you got the call about what happened. You wanted to help this girl and now you can. We can do this."

Realizing he was right, Shelby nodded as he kissed her forehead. Meanwhile upstairs, Rachel couldn't bring herself to unpack any of her stuff. All she could do is stare at her new room and try to understand how she got here in the first place.

"Do you need help?" a soft voice asked, bringing her out of her thoughts. Rachel looked and saw it was Marley. "I mean with unpacking."

She shook her head. "No thanks. I just can't get used to the fact that I'm here. Like the universe is playing the biggest joke on me and I just can't laugh about it."

"Rachel-"

"Like what are the odds that my dads die and I end up being placed with the woman who gave me away in the first place? Stuff like that never happens."

Marley shifted in the doorway. "Well Mom just ended up being the only living relative you have so maybe it was fate."

"Yeah I doubt that," Rachel rolled her eyes. "And she's your mom, not mine. She's nothing but some person who did a job and thought nothing of it."

"That's not true. She has this book of you and-"

"No offense but I don't really want to hear it right now. I'd actually like to be alone."

The younger teenager nodded sadly before closing the door and walking away as Rachel pulled out a stuffed animal from her bag and curled up on her bed to cry. This was all just a bad dream that she wanted to be over.

Marley went downstairs and joined her parents in the kitchen. "Need any help with dinner?"

Shelby smiled. "Thanks honey but I'm fine. Besides I want you to get to know Rachel."

"I don't think she wants to get to know me."

"Why would you say that?" David asked.

"Well I tried to talk to her but she asked to be alone. I'm not sure how to be helpful to her right now."

"Don't worry about it Marley," Shelby said. "Everything is so new for her, we have to give her time to adjust and grieve. She'll come around and soon we'll all be one big family."

"I wouldn't call four people a big family but I see what you're saying," she nodded before going into the living room.

David looked at Shelby. "Do you believe any of what you said?"

"I'm trying to," she replied before going back to cutting vegetables. This situation was definitely going to take some getting used to.

Let me know what you think! Bye for now :)