You've got my number?

AU - Is the break in at an apartment belonging to a beautiful teacher just a random one off? Or is there something more sinister hiding behind the seemingly opportunistic crime?

(Finn-Rachel) & an OC.

~ M~ rating to be safe, Drama/Romance.

A/N- As always I own nothing associated with the TV show Glee or any musical/songs mentioned only the plot and original characters. I just like to borrow the characters and try to give them the happy ending I think they deserve. If any of the details regarding the army or police department are incorrect please forgive me, this is after all a work of fiction and my knowledge of both these wonderful and brave organizations is limited. This is an idea that has been banging around in my brain for ages; therefore any resemblance to any other story on this site is purely accidental.

Please read and enjoy and let me know your thoughts via lots of reviews, thanks for taking the time to read and indulge me in my fantasy world where all is good for our favorite gleeks.

Cab4five

Chapter 1

The only thing busy 1st grade teacher, Rachel Berry desired this Friday afternoon, after a hectic last week of the fall term. Was to come home and execute her plan of slipping out of her shoes, changing into some comfy yoga pants and a sweat top, pouring a glass of her favorite white wine and collapsing into her insanely comfortable squishy sofa and relaxing; but as she unlocked and opened the bright blue front door of her recently purchased apartment in Washington Heights, with the gleaming brass number 5 positioned just above her eye level, which if she thought about it, to anyone else wasn't very high, but hey give a girl a break, it's not her fault she is tiny, but relaxing was the last thing she would be doing tonight…

Because the sight that greeted her when she walked down the short entry hall, lined with favorite family photos and on the end wall facing the front door under a spotlight, a painting of a gold vase overflowing with pink tulips in front of an open lace covered window. That was a house warming gift from her very best friend, the moderately well known artist/ fashion designer Kurt Hummel, was not the immaculate, tastefully decorated, open plan sunny living space, she left at 7:30am that morning. Instantly her tiny hand came up to stifle the sound that escaped her mouth; it was a cross between a scream and a sob, her dark brown eyes opening wide as they surveyed the state of her home, nothing was in its proper place. Her treasured books and classic vinyl records and player, were strewn about the floor, along with the sofa cushions and throw pillows, the pot plants had not even been spared, they had been knocked over the dirt escaping all over her cream and black rug, the pictures on the walls had all been moved and then left crooked, to her great dismay even her grandfathers antique mantel clock had been knocked over onto the floor, it didn't look as though there was one single thing left undisturbed. Rachel just stood unmoving for a few minutes until a strong tremor made her body shake; she then noticed the chilly fall wind blowing the lace curtain at the sliding glass door of the fire escape, the intruders obvious point of entry, not knowing if the person was still in her home and not really wanting to come face to face with them least she be tempted to do them some sort of injury, she backtracked to the front door and collected her over-sized purse off the hall stand and with a shaky hand dug around inside it to find her cell phone then dialed the police, before quickly walking back to the car park to await help.

After what seemed like hours, her heart pounding in triple time, causing her breathing to become irregular, and her hands still shaking, she was slightly relieved to find, in reality it had only been 15 minutes when her eyes spotted the iconic white and blue NYPD police cruiser. As soon as the police car pulled into the parking bay Rachel jumped up from her position on the small bench beside the low wall of mail boxes and rushed over to the mass of dark blue that emerged from the parked car, as soon as the officer reached her Rachel burst into upset bordering on angry tears and was trying to explain through her sobs and hicuppy breathes what happened. She calmed slightly when a firm hand clamped onto her shoulder along with a soothing deep voice that told her everything will be okay, but the important thing is at least she wasn't hurt. When she finally lifted her head and noticed the face attached to the warm hand and voice, she suddenly stepped back and swiped her fingers over her damp cheeks, and taking in a deep lung full of air, trying to calm herself and be strong not the typical weak, damsel in distress.

"Miss, are you ok? My name is Officer Puckerman, and over there is my partner Officer Hudson".

She turned to see who he is pointing to and noticed the back of a very tall broad man.

"Oh, um, yes at least I think so; I'm sorry, I'm Miss Berry, Rachel Berry. Thank you for coming so quickly"

"That's ok we are here to help now, can you please tell me, do you know if the intruder is still on the premises?"

"I'm not sure I didn't go in any further than the end of the hall way, I saw the fire escape door was open so I just came straight back out and called you."

"That's good, why don't you stay here for the minute until we make sure no one is hanging around, then you can come in and try and figure out if anything is missing, maybe you could call a friend? You'll most probably need somewhere else to sleep tonight as the crime scene guys will need to come and dust for prints and the like". "My partner and I will go up and have a look around ok?"

"Ok thank you so much" as Rachel is digging into her purse for her phone to call Kurt she hears officer Puckerman yell across the car park to where his partner is talking to a couple of other people who Rachel knows live in her complex, and have obviously come to find out what is going on.

"Yo, Huddy come on dude, let's go upstairs",

"Ok Puck, thank you for your time the information you gave will help with our investigation" just before Officer Hudson turned around from speaking with the residents and is about to join his partner, the radios both men have clipped to their shirts start to squawk something about an auto accident a couple of blocks away from Rachel's apartment and needing any available units in the area to assist. Officer Hudson has to go and help, leaving Officer Puckerman to deal with the current situation. Rachel lifts her head from her searching in her purse her dark, chocolate brown eyes widen as they make contact with a pair of light brown eyes, belonging to officer Hudson, the contact was fleeting as he had to go but it left Rachel feeling weird, she just shrugged it off as an aftershock of the break in and proceeded to call Kurt.

"Well hello there, how is my favorite Berry this fine Friday?"

"Oh Kurt" Rachel sobbed into her cell.

"Rachel? What happened? Where are you? Diva what is going on, please talk to me."

"I'm s-sorry I know Blaine's away but Kurt c-can you come and get me please, my apartment has been broken into and the police are here but I don't want to stay here tonight, I don't feel safe."

"WHAT! Oh my god, of course I'll be there in 10 minutes, be strong Rachel I'll see you soon OK".

"Thank you Kurt, see you soon love you"

"love you too".

1 0 minutes later Officer Puckerman returns and tells Rachel that there is no one inside and that he has called the crime scene guys in to try and get some prints and such, he asks if she has someone to help her but it should be OK if she goes up to grab herself an overnight bag. She nods her head and says her friend is on his way now and should be there very soon, she gives him her cell phone number as well as Kurt phone number and address and lets him know she will be staying there for the next couple of days. Kurt arrives just as Rachel has finished giving officer Puckerman her details and tells him she is very grateful he stayed with her until her friend arrived. The minute he leaps out of his car Rachel has wrapped her arms around his waist and is softly crying against his designer silk shirt, Kurt meanwhile is trying to console her by rubbing her back and whispering softly to her attempting to calm her down. He gives her a few minutes to regain her composure before pulling away and attempting to undo the vice like pressure Rachel's arms have around his body, all the while Officer Puckerman is looking on and waiting till the pair are ready to go up to the apartment . After a while Rachel has stated that nothing was missing that she could detect straight away, not that it was an easy task as everything in her bedroom and bathroom closet's were turned upside down, she couldn't believe the state of things even to her utter embarrassment her underwear drawer had been tipped upside down, and her face took on a deep blush as she was trying to quickly gather up her intimate apparel, before the policeman could see. She quickly packed an overnight bag and called a locksmith to come and change the locks and install some deadbolts on the doors and windows, as soon as possible. Officer Puckerman said that they would be in touch and if she found that anything was in actual fact missing to please call the station immediately on the number printed on the business card he handed her, telling her to ask for either himself or his partner officer Hudson. She thanked him and after he made sure the doors were closed she left her once tranquil abode to wait downstairs for the locksmith, an hour later with brand new keys clutched tightly in her tiny hand she climbed into Kurt's car and tried to calm her angry mind.

"Oh my gosh I should call Blaine", Rachel cries out abruptly nearly making Kurt swerve off the road.

"Wait till we get home love, you know he is very busy with his case and he will still be in court wait till he calls tonight, I know he will be worried about you, but there's not a lot he can do from Boston at the moment".

"I know Kurt but you know what an over protective big brother he can be at times and I know he will want to find this horrible person and deal with them himself, but I don't want him to get hurt or into trouble and damage his career, he has worked too long and hard to be one of the best young lawyers in his firm. I know he can't do anything at the moment; he should be home on Monday, so until then we'll just leave it up to the police".

She lets out a heavy sigh and sinks into the plush leather seat her mind trying to figure out who would behave in such a deplorable way. "Maybe tomorrow we can go back to my place and try to straighten up and figure out if anything was stolen. I just feel so angry and violated having that awful person with their grimy hands all over my private things" Kurt is nodding and as he glances over at his best friend he grabs her tiny hand in his larger but equally soft one and gives it a comforting squeeze trying to provide some strength.

After Kurt and Rachel sat down to dinner from their favorite Japanese takeout, they were just sitting on the sofa relaxing with a glass of wine trying to watch 'The Sound of Music' one of Rachel's favorite movies and get her head around the events of the afternoon, when the house phone rang and Kurt paused the TV on Maria, just as she was about to sing about her favorite things. Then jumped up to answer it, as expected it was Blaine calling for their regular nightly chat.

"Hi sweetie how was your day?"

"Oh Babe It has been horrible, poor Rachel had her apartment broken into and her belongings thrown all over the place , every room was the same".

Rachel could hear Kurt speaking very fast with a teary quality to his voice.

"What the freaking hell! Babe put Chele on please, is she OK?".

"OK hold on, Rachel, Blaine's on the phone"

As soon as Rachel has hold of the phone her bottom lip wobbles as her little face crumples and her big brown eyes fill with tears that slowly trickle down her cheeks, she answers with a quiet

" Hi"

"Chele, Oh my god, are you OK?"

"Oh Lainey, Rachel sniffles I was so scared and angry I couldn't believe that someone would do something like that, not one thing was left in its proper place, Poppy's clock was on the floor and even my clothes and underwear were thrown about, Kurt and I are going over tomorrow to tidy up and try and check if anything was stolen so the police have some information to try and catch this beast"

"I'm sorry I'm not there Chele, but as soon as I get home we will sort everything out. You're not going to stay there by yourself are you?" his tone of voice filled with anxiety.

"No I'm staying at your place tonight, but I have had a locksmith put new locks on the doors and windows, so it should be okay now."

" Alright baby girl just don't go there by yourself until I get home, I should be home by lunchtime on Monday, we've just about got this case wrapped up, I love you Chelebell take care, kiss Kurt for me please, I have to go now but I'll see you both very soon."

"Bye Lainey, love you too and I can certainly give Kurtie a kiss for you", Rachel giggles wetly, smiling tenderly to herself as she hung up the phone, at the worried tone in her big brother's voice.

There was only 2 years between them but the fact they had been on their own since their parent's death from a car accident 10 years ago caused by a drunk driver made their connection extra strong, it was in fact Rachel that was the instigator in getting Blaine and Kurt together, herself and Kurt had been best friends since meeting when they were both sophomore members of their high school's glee club, Rachel was also there to lend support when Kurt openly admitted he was gay and suffered from a lot of homophobic torment when they were sophomores in high school. Knowing what Blaine went through when he came out gave her the strength to defend Kurt as much as she could from all the hate at their school and gave him someone who understood what he was going through. One day in their junior year, Rachel brought Kurt home to practice their duet for glee club; she smiles fondly as she remembers the time.

"My gosh Rachel I am soo happy Mr Schue gave us the duet 'FOR GOOD' for regional' s, 'WICKED' is the best musical ever, and we will be singing it in front of hundreds of people, I am just giddy with excitement" he says fanning his face with both hands.

Both kids then grabbed each others hands and started to dance around the living room squealing like toddlers until they collapsed onto the couch laughing so much it brought tears to their eyes, they were shocked out of their happy trance by a deep throat clearing

"A-hem" from the doorway. "Well what's going on here then? Who is your friend Rachel?" Blaine asks in a laughing tone.

"Oh Blaine I didn't see you there, when did you get home?".

She lets go of Kurt and rushes across the room to wrap her arms around Blaine's waist and stretch up onto her tippy toes to kiss his cheek.

"This is my very best friend Kurt Hummel we are in glee together, and have been practicing our favorite duet for regional's" 'Kurt this is my big brother Blaine"

Kurt timidly walks across to stand next to Rachel and holds out his hand to shake Blaine's.

"Hi Blaine it's nice to finally meet you Rachel talks about you all the time"

"Yes hello Kurt Rachel has mentioned you quite a lot as well".

He smiles widely at the younger boy, as the two boys shake hands their eyes widen with an emotion that goes unnoticed by the tiny girl standing next to them chirping away happily about the upcoming glee club competition. The two boys spent as much time together as possible after that first meeting, which was difficult as Blaine being a freshman in college and also working part time at one of the local restaurants, but their friendship grew and by the time Kurt and Rachel had graduated High school, Blaine had been accepted into a trainee ship with a local well-known firm of lawyers and was doing very well. Kurt and Blaine had become a couple and were very happy. After the younger two graduated college and were settled into their chosen careers, Kurt and Blaine moved into their own apartment not far from Rachel.

Blaine, was very angry for, and extremely concerned about his baby sister, well he knew she wasn't unable to take care of herself but she was, beside Kurt all he had in this world and if anything were to happen to her, he would leave no stone unturned to find the culprit. It was the same when it came to her dating life, especially after the last guy she had dated for nearly 3 years and been engaged to, turned out to be a lying, cheating asshole, it took her quite a while to get over the deception and move on but she was back to her happy smiley beautiful self. He hoped she could find a caring, honest, dependable man that would just genuinely love her for herself. The last thing she needed was to have her life thrown upside down. He couldn't wait to get back to New York and be with her.

In a nicely furnished, middle-class apartment, the locality bordering Rachel's neighborhood, with no tangible indication to tell the gender of the inhabitant that is obvious to a casual observer. Is not the place one would generally expect to find expensive, black lacy underwear and intimate satin apparel, arranged on top of a small polished wooden side table. Watched over by an 8 x10 inch full color gloss photo, of a beautiful brunette with deep chocolate brown eyes, and a wide beaming smile, mounted in a white wicker work frame surrounded by small pink silk roses. As soon as the acquired items have been arranged to the owners' satisfaction, they look toward the photo and begin to type a letter on the laptop resting nearby, verbalizing their words out loud as though they are speaking to a real person.

"My Dear Rachel,

Oh my goodness, what a clever girl you are, my darling you knew exactly the sort of special clothing that I like, all though I must admit my love I am a little bit upset that you felt you needed to buy toys to pleasure yourself with, you should know by now that no one is better for you than me. Now that I have made the first move it won't be long before you reciprocate my love and we can be together, I know I have kept my love a secret for the last few months, but I am a very shy person and have always felt that I wasn't enough to be able to give you everything I think you deserve, but when you spoke to me the other day and gave me one of your beautiful glowing smiles , I knew you felt the same, and you gave me the courage to let you know how I felt. I am sorry if I left your lovely home in a little bit of a mess, but I was in a hurry. I promise when we move in together I will keep our home neat and tidy just how I know you like it. Sleep well my sweet, we will be together very soon, but for now just remember I love you, your one and only true love.

Alex xxx"…

And with that the person presses their lips against the photograph and sighs in happiness ready to spend the night dreaming of a beautiful tiny brunette.

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