A/N: Because of the response the story has gotten I was inspired to write another chapter. I'm so honored to see my story was added to a community based on CorBerry stories. :). Thank you.

Edited December 2014

Chapter 2

Shelby sat frozen on the couch. Her daughter's words echoing in her head, "I was raped!". She looked up and noticed the door hanging open, swinging in the breeze. She finally stood up, pulled on a jacket and went after Rachel. When she got outside she saw no sign of her and she didn't know where to begin to look. She hopped into her SUV and began driving around the neighborhood, deciding if she didn't see Rachel she would drive to the Berry house.

Rachel pushed her key into the lock and ran into the house. She closed the door behind her and pressed herself up against it for a minute. She was silently berating herself. 'Why did you go to Shelby of all people? The woman who didn't want you?! Stupid, stupid, stupid!'. Rachel ran upstairs to her room and into her bathroom before she started stripping off her clothing. She turned the shower on. She couldn't bear to look at herself, but she did anyway. Bruises were already forming, from when he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into the bathroom, when he used his knee to pry her legs apart, and on her back when he slammed her against the door. There was still blood and his fluids that the rain hadn't washed off on her thighs. She gasped when she saw herself and started to cry. She sunk to the floor and pulled her knees up to her chest and began sobbing. She felt so broken. "What did I do to deserve this?" She asked herself.

Shelby pulled into Rachel's driveway and prayed that Rachel had made it home in the storm. She jumped out of her car and ran to the front door and rang the bell. "Rachel! Rachel! Open the door sweetie!" She said, pounding on the door. It was a longshot, but she decided to try the handle and thanked God when it was unlocked. She went in and started calling for Rachel again. "Rachel? Are you here?" She asked, climbing the stairs. She spotted the door with the star on it and knocked before going inside. "Rachel?" She called again. She heard running water in the adjoining bathroom and frowned. Shelby couldn't blame her for wanting to shower. She didn't know much, but she knew the police preferred if you didn't shower. She lightly knocked on the bathroom door, "Honey? I'm gonna come in, ok?" She said before opening the bathroom door. Steam hit her in the face and when it cleared she found Rachel huddled in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around herself. She went to the shower and turned the water off. She grabbed a towel, bent down in front of Rachel and draped the towel over her. She sighed in relief when she noticed the girl's hair was dry. She hadn't showered. "Rachel? C'mon sweetie." She said, standing and pulling Rachel up with her.

Rachel didn't even notice Shelby's presence until she was being pulled off of her bathroom floor. "Shelby? What are you doing here?" She asked. She used the towel around her shoulder to wipe her face. "Please, don't look at me." She begged. She clutched the towel, trying to cover herself up. It was too late, Shelby had seen the bruises and had tears forming in her eyes. "Please forget you saw me like this." Rachel asked, her voice breaking from the tears she was trying to hold back.

Shelby shook her head. "Do you remember coming to my house?" She asked. Rachel nodded. "Do you remember what we talked about?" She asked. Rachel nodded again. "Do you remember what you told me before you left?" She asked. Rachel bit her lip and hung her head. "I wanna help you honey. I need you to trust me. I'm not going to hurt you." She said. She lead Rachel into her bedroom and sat her down on the bed. "We need to go to the hospital." She said. Shelby searched around Rachel's room for clothes. She found a matching set of pink sweats and a hoodie. She bit the inside of her cheek trying to keep herself from crying. She failed her baby. She felt like she let this happen to her. She guided Rachel's legs into the pants and helped her stand so she could pull them up. Tears were streaming down her face as she helped Rachel into her hoodie. Rachel's silence was beginning to scare her. She desperately wanted to know what was going through her daughter's mind.

Rachel just went silent. When she realized they were headed downstairs she froze. "I don't want to go to the hospital!" She said. She sat on the steps and crossed her arms.

"Rachel, I won't force you to go, but I will tell you that I really think you need to." Shelby said. She sat down next to Rachel and pulled her into her arms. "Please? You need to get checked out." She said.

Rachel shook her head. "He said if I told anyone he was going to ruin my life. I don't want to discover what that could mean." She said mumbled.

"I won't let him hurt you." Shelby said. She never stopped loving her baby girl. The fierce protectiveness that only comes from being a Mother was burning in her veins. "Who did this?" She asked.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you." Rachel said. She wanted to. She really did, but most importantly she wanted to forget today ever happened.

"Rachel, where are your fathers?" Shelby asked. She just realized they had been there for quite some time and no one had come through the door.

"They aren't here. They're hardly ever here." Rachel said with a scoff. She found it strange how comfortable she felt with her Birth Mother. She was glad Shelby was there and didn't regret turning up at her door. "Thank you for being here." She said.

"I'm not leaving again. I will always be here." Shelby said. She sat quietly holding her daughter thinking how she could get her to trust her. If she was incredibly honest she didn't feel right leaving her in a big house by herself. "Rachel, do you trust me?" She asked.

Rachel pulled away. Preparing herself for whatever was coming next. Preparing herself to be hurt. In spite of the walls she was building up she was curious about why Shelby asked her that. "Why?" She asked.

"I want you to come stay with me until your fathers come back." Shelby said.

Rachel stared at Shelby with an open mouth. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I don't want you to be alone right now." Shelby said. She was more than a little upset at the fact that her daughter's fathers were hardly home. Did they just expect her to raise herself? She wanted to do this. She wanted to be Rachel's Mother.

"I'd like that." Rachel said. She was surprised at how much she wanted to be with the older version of herself. "I'll go pack some stuff." She said. She went back upstairs and opened a suitcase and started throwing clothes into it and placed her laptop on top before zipping it up. Then she went into her bathroom and packed her toiletry bag. Even though it was under awful circumstances she was excited to be spending quality time with her Mother. Even if it was because something awful happened to her.

Sorry if Rachel going to live with Shelby seems rushed. Now that she is the story will start picking up. Quinn will show up in the next chapter. :)