A/N: this is what being bored in both English literature and law reduce you to. It wasn't originally going to be a Glee fanfic, but it turned out this way. I hope you enjoy.

Rescue me, love me Mr Hudson

Introduction

Rachel was only eighteen, she was intelligent and she was also stunningly beautiful, she made her parents proud, never stepped out of line, she knew better, especially with her father's regimental behaviour. Rachel was like a fine, delicate rose, she was elegant, practically fragile. She had few friends but loved the ones she did have, dearly. Rachel was born with a strong heart, in an emotional sense, and never took any notice of the abuse that she received. She knew reacting to them would make things worse for her.

As her nineteenth birthday quickly approached, she began to develop rapidly, which made her instant eye candy for all the boys. William McKinley High was full of flirtatious boys, even the teachers were giving her attention which made things difficult for Rachel, who'd never been kissed by a boy, never mind been in a relationship with one. The weeks leading up to her nineteenth birthday meant that everyone wanted an invitation to her rumoured birthday party. The stress had gotten to her so much, one day that Rachel had hidden in the choir room, under a table. She was sobbing so hard that she didn't even hear someone walk into the room.

"Rachel," his familiar voice calmed her down, she stopped crying instantly. His warm hands wiped away the tears falling down her cheeks. He wrapped his arms around her, and carefully pulled her from under the piano, holding her close to his chest. She pulled at his shirt, hiding his face in his shoulder. She was in the arms of Mr Finn Hudson, her Spanish teacher, and this was illegal, she was his student, and he was her teacher…