A/N: Hello, everyone. So, this is a story idea I've had floating around in my head for about a month now, and it finally decided it couldn't be kept in there any longer tonight. I hope you enjoy! This will have different songs for every chapter, feel free to listen to them (or not). I was listening to this on repeat for this chapter, it really captures what Santana was feeling this chapter. So, time for disclamers: I do not own the song "The Moment I said It" by Imogen Heap. Although that would be awesome.

I was inspired by episodes from Psych and Criminal Minds- those episodes are the Yin and Yang trilogy, from Psych, and dual The Fisher King episodes from Criminal Minds, none of which I own, sadly enough. I also don't own Glee. (I know, you're surprised, I was too.) That being taken care of, enjoy the show!

Santana let out a huge sigh of relief. Finally, it was the weekend. The only obligation she had was a short Glee rehearsal, and then she could grab Britts and get her sweet lady kisses on…

Speaking of Brittany and kisses, they had only kissed like four times today, which is not nearly enough Brittany love to fill her daily quota.

Santana glanced at her watch, and saw that Brittany was late for their meet-up time. That was strange. Come to think of it, Santana hadn't actually seen Brittany since fourth period today. She shrugged, assuming her girlfriend had to go ahead to Glee club and would be waiting for her. Stranger things have happened.

As soon as she arrived in the choir room, she could tell something was wrong.

For starters, she was greeted with "Santana! Thank God!" and a hug from Kurt. Which, you know, it's Kurt, so that wasn't too unusual. But Finn seemed even more on edge than usual, running his hand through his hair and repeatedly dialing something on his phone, pressing it to his ear, cursing, and re-dialing.

"Okay. Someone had best tell me what the hell is going on pronto." Santana said in a huff.

The door opened behind her, and Puck came strolling in. "Afternoon, ladies. Has anyone seen my best boy, Artie? We were supposed to meet up at lunch so he could tutor- I mean, uh, so we could smoke cigars together. But he never showed."

"Artie's missing too?" Finn said frantically.

"What the hell do you mean, 'too'? What the fuck is going on, people?" exclaimed Santana, ready to throttle whoever she could get her hands on first for some answers.

"Rachel's been missing since this morning." Finn said eyes darting around the choir room, as if she would be hiding in a corner.

Santana's mouth dropped open. Was it possible that three Glee club members got super sick in one morning? No way.

There was a sudden loud click, and everyone froze, heads ducking instinctively.

Rory was the first one to speak. "Um, fella's. I hate to break it to yeh, but- I believ' that was the lock t'the door."

The group's eyes grew wide, and continued to grow after Puck tried the handle and indeed found them to be locked inside the choir room.

"Well that's just great. I have a mani-pedi scheduled for today." Sugar said.

"Wait, Santana- where is Brittany?" Sam inquired, anxiously wringing his hands together.

"I- I don't know. I saw her this morning, b- but that was a while ago…" she trailed off, blinking back tears. The events caught up to her very suddenly, and she probably would have fallen to the floor if Mike hadn't been right there to catch her.

"Does ANYONE know where Mr. Shue is?" Blaine called from his seat at the piano next to Kurt, once Santana was upright again.

Mercedes began to loudly sing a gospel hymn.

Quinn quickly jumped from her seat, running towards the door.

"I already tried-" Puck trailed off as she ignored and ran past him.

There was an envelope sticking out from under the door.

Quinn grabbed the envelope and walked unsteadily over to the piano, where she opened the letter with trembling hands. She laid the manila envelope on the piano top, where everyone could clearly see "Glee club" spelled out with letters cut from a magazine.

Quinn pulled out a single piece of paper, typed. She cleared her throat and began to read aloud.

"Hello, New Directions. It is my great pleasure to welcome you to the game. As you may have noticed, there are a few precious things missing from your midst. Now, I am not an unfair person. You will be allowed to win back your teammates. In order to do this, you must follow my instructions to a T.

First, you must split into two teams, which will be provided for you below. There will be two team captains, one for each team. The team captains are the ones who have each lost someone dear to them. These individuals will have the final say in all matters for their team. Only the two captains may physically handle the clues, but all other teammates may assist in any way they think up. Your missing teammates are being held in three separate locations, to make things more challenging. In order to save them, you must solve every puzzle presented to you, using what meager teamwork skills you have. You solve the tasks; you will save your respective teammates.

After doing so, you will regroup and attempt to save your third teammate. The tasks will be twice as difficult, since you will have twice the people.

While you are two separate teams, you are allowed a very little amount of communication. You may only check in with the other team by cell phone once every half hour, if necessary. You may ask the other team one question that is quest- related per hour. You have twenty four hours to save your first two teammates. You are to have no outside help, of any kind. If you call the police, one student will die. If it takes you a moment over twenty four hours to find them, that student will die. I hope you understand the rules.

Your teacher is unconscious in his office. I almost killed him, but where would the fun in that be? You are allowed to unbind him and look for a message only upon the completion of this letter."

Everyone stopped, glancing longingly at their teacher's door. Quinn shook her head as if to clear her other thoughts, and began reading again at a much faster pace than before.

"The teams are as follow. Team A- Santana Lopez, Captain. Sam Evans, Quinn Fabray, Noah Puckerman, Mike Chang, Sugar Motta. Team B- Finn Hudson, Captain. Blaine Anderson, Mercedes Jones, Kurt Hummel, Tina Cohen-Chang, Rory Flanagan. Good luck in your quest.

Here is the location of the first clue:

Go to the place in McKinley where the most emotional moment for the couple occurred.

One final instruction. For the first half of the challenges, you will be searching for the girlfriend of the captain of your opposite team. You must solve the first half of the challenges before you can meet back at your home base, the choir room, exchange information, and continue forward with the 'correct' person to save. You will find basic things you may need for your tasks in two marked backpacks in your teacher's office next to his body. You are allowed to talk face- to- face with your opponents for this one task, before you meet at the halfway point. The clock start at 3:00pm, and ends exactly twenty four hours later. Let's see who lives and who dies."

As soon as she stopped reading, everyone's heads jerked to look at the clock on the wall. It was 2:40. They had twenty minutes to figure out where their first clue would be.

Sam took the letter from Quinn's shaking hands and folded it, Santana and Finn darted to Mr. Shuester's office, to see if this was some kind of sick joke. Blaine and Tine were two steps behind them, rushing to untie Mr. Shue's gag and the ropes that bound his limbs.

Finn found a letter on Mr. Shuester's chair. He showed it to Santana. It only had four words on it.

"This is very real."

In the envelope next to the letter was a picture of Artie, bound and gagged with his eye black and blue.

Santana flipped over Mr. Shue's chair.

Finn and Blaine carried Mr. Shuester to the choir room and laid him over a few chairs, hoping he could wake up on his own, as they could not help him.

"I can't believe this is happening." Tina spoke for everyone in the room.

They all looked to the clock again.

"Alright, everyone. As crazy as this will sound, we can't let it get to our heads. We need to focus and come up with a game plan." Quinn said, trying to use her hands to calm the rest of the jumpy teens.

"Screw that! No one takes the Puck master's friends and gets away with it!" Puck said, punching a wall in frustration.

"Puck, Quinn's right," Mike reasoned. "The sooner we figure this out, the faster we can leave here and save Brittany and Rachel."

"Okay. Well, what do you guys think is a big moment in Rachel and I's relationship? There seem to be a lot, at least to me." Finn said, furiously rubbing the back of his neck.

"Finn," Mercedes started, "Did you or did you not propose to that girl this year?"

"Well, yeah, uh, I did, but I thought maybe that was, like, too obvious?"

"Let me make a list of things that are significant and see what we come up with." Kurt said, running to uncap the marker by the whiteboard and neatly making two categories.

They couldn't think of a more significant moment in Finn and Rachel's relationship than when he proposed, so Team A would be starting in the theatre, which is where Finn proposed.

"Okay, now let's focus on Brittany and Santana. We know that they spent most of their times together in the cheerios locker room. I think that is an excellent place to start." Kurt proposed.

"Okay, that seems reasonable. What do you think, San?" Quinn asked, turning to Santana.

"….Santana?" came Sam's voice. Santana continued to ignore them, focusing her gaze on the spot it hadn't moved from since getting back from Mr. Shue's office, on the piano's leg.

They all realized at the same moment that Santana uncharacteristically had not spoken a single word since before Quinn read the letter.

Sam walked to Santana, kneeling at her feet. He softly put a hand just above her kneecap. The action caused Santana to jolt out of her seat, alarmed. Frantic eyes soon sought out green ones, and he could see how troubled she was through them, even if she didn't show it all on her face.

"S- Sam." She stuttered. "They… they've got her. They've got my Britt. A- And now, I can't even look f- for her, but he can? Of all people, why him? M- My baby… Britt…"

She was so broken. He had no clue how to fix her, so he did the only thing he could think of, and held her close.

She instantly clung to his shirt, sobs raking through her chest and bouncing around his own. Quinn came up and put an arm on Santana's back, rubbing soothing circle until the whimpers ceased.

The other Glee club members were decidedly looking the other way, to give her a moment to collect herself, and she felt a surge of gratitude for her friends.

"Okay, Kurt, to answer your question, I think that the locker rooms are as good a spot as any." Santana shrugged, steadily regaining confidence. Kurt nodded and circled the option on the whiteboard. He glanced at the clock again, triggering a chain reaction of all the other heads in the room. There were three minutes left.

Santana decided this would be an excellent time for a one- on- one with Finn. Pulling him aside, she took a calming breath, running her hand through her hair twice before beginning.

"Look, Finn." She said. "The only thing I want to be doing at this moment is saving Brittany. No offense, but Brittany is my priority."

"And Rachel is mine." Finn started. Santana stopped him by holding up a hand.

"And although our concerns are obviously elsewhere right now, I promise that I will do whatever I can to help you in your quest, and hope you'll help in ours. I promise I will work tirelessly to save Rachel, and solve those first twelve clues. But the only way I can do that is if I know that you will be doing the same for Britt. Do I have your word?" Santana held out her hand for Finn to shake, which he did moments later.

"Of course. Please try, I really don't know what I'd do without Rachel." He said, almost softly.

"And Brittany is the light and color of my world; please don't help take that away. I guess I'll see you in twelve, and talk to you twice an hour. Hope your phone is charged, Frankenteen." She smirked at him, earning a small smile back before walking to where her group had gathered. She caught Kurt's eye on the way, and they managed to send each other looks of "Please save her" and "You know I will" by the time she had crossed the choir room. Almost three seconds after Santana joined them, the bells in the school chimed, signaling the start of a new hour and the start to their quest to save their friends.

The two teams darted out the door and towards opposite ends of the school.

Zero Hours.

A/N: Oh gosh! What's going to happen? How will they ever solve all those clues in time? Can they save Brittany and Rachel in time to save Artie? AND WILL SUGAR MAKE HER NAIL APPOINTMENT!?

Let me know your thoughts, and if I should continue this or not. :)

Thanks for reading!