"What? How?" Rachel asked excitedly, yanking the piece of paper from his hand. Looking at it she recognized Kurt's feminine handwriting immediately. You're lucky I pulled our diva off you or else Mercedes might've actually hit you into last year's Ralph Lauren spring line. Anyway, if you ever let Rachel do that again I will let Mercedes hit you.

"Oh Kurt, being mean in such an eloquent manner," Rachel said with a small smile. "Where did you find this?"

"It was on my windshield. They must've left before me and put it there," he said smiling broadly.

"If you ever tell anyone I said this I will kill you but I freaking love you right now!" She leaned out of the window to give him a half hug. "I'll call you tonight and tell you everything, okay? Thank you!" Rolling her window back up Rachel was nearly speeding out of the driveway and all the way to Mercedes' house. She knew the two of them would be together at the house with the least amount of supervision.

The ride was not enjoyable for Rachel though because her thoughts were consumed by what she had just admitted to Puck. Yes, she still loved Finn. She probably always would. Then the idea that he had actually been trying to help her last night sent her heart and stomach flying. Maybe it was time to give him another chance. Maybe…

Not even bothering to knock Rachel went through the garage and opened the side door. She heard running water in the bathroom and knew it would be Kurt doing his morning facial. Bursting through the door she came to a halt when she saw Blaine brushing his teeth with only a pair of basketball shorts on.

If only he wasn't gay…

"Oh no… you weren't there last night to, were you?" Rachel said with a moan.

Nodding his head Blaine spit out his mouth full of toothpaste. "Yeah I was there," he said wiping his mouth." Don't you remember? I was the only one listening to you under the age of thirty. I told you about West Side Story coming to town…" He slowly came to a stop as Rachel gave no sign of recalling any of this. "Oh crap, come on. Let's go find Kurt."

He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the living room. Every few seconds he looked back at her. He was eyeing her outfit, mainly her top. "You watched to, didn't you?"

He gave a small chuckle. "Rachel, you didn't give people much choice. You were the loudest of all of us."

"Isn't that how it usually is?" Rachel said, trying to make the entire situation seem funny. Which failed.

"Well, at least when you're normally talking you're talking sense. Last night, you were a little less censored than usual."

Rachel moaned. "Crap… how many people outside of New Directions saw the spectacle that was me?"

"You got lucky. The glee club was the only people still at the park after eleven thirty." He chuckled at her loud sigh of relief. "Kurt said this would happen. Of course, I don't remember you during your party because I was as drunk as you, but now I understand why he found that party so entertaining."

"I don't remember that party either."

"Here's a tip for the future, don't get drunk."

"Thanks, like I hadn't come to that conclusion on my own already."

In the living room Kurt and Mercedes were sitting up in a mass pile of blankets. Looking up Mercedes smiled. "Look who decided to get up this morning."

Turning Kurt smiled as well. "Aww, I was excited to come visit you Diva. We were going to come over at noon and bring you a care package." He held up a large bottle of aspirin, an ice pack and two bottles of water.

"I'm glad to know you guys care." Rachel plopped down next to Mercedes and nearly collapsed into her lap. She also took a bottle of water and the aspirin from Kurt. "Even if had been passed out until noon you guys wouldn't have found me at home."

Still not really paying attention to her Kurt laughed. "What, did you forget your way home?"

"If only," Rachel said still staring at the ceiling. "I passed out on the beach last night… with Finn."

Silence. Mercedes stopped painting her nails, Kurt paused in the middle of flipping a page in his magazine and Blaine just stared at her. "You didn't mention that earlier."

"Well, I didn't want to say it any more times than necessary. I've already been laughed at twice by Sam and Santana and nearly slapped Puck for saying I slept with him."

At Puck's name all three of them started laughing. Glaring at her best friends Rachel quickly defended herself. "I was drunk last night! I don't even remember why I started giving Noah a lap dance!"

Still laughing Mercedes told her, "You gave him a lap dance because he said 'Hey Berry, want to make out?' and you said 'Oh, I'll give you something better.' Then you took of your top off and started dancing. It was the funniest thing in the world!"

All three started laughing harder. "Noah must've thought it was enjoyable. When I woke him up this morning he got very excited that I was over."

"Well, it must've been enjoyable for you to if you went back to him a second time," Mercedes said through her laughter.

Rachel gave a big huff of disapproval. Five out of six had laughed at her today. She was more than kind of sick of it.

"You guys aren't even paying attention! I don't remember doing it! I just remember getting into my car yesterday afternoon! You didn't even seem to notice that I woke up this morning, on a beach, with FINN!"

"Oh honey, that's not surprising," Mercedes said patting her head. "He was watching you all night. He didn't even notice Quinn's attempts to get him to come home with her."

She sat up quickly. "So you think he slept with me last night?"

Mercedes nodded but Kurt and Blaine shook their heads. "Diva, Finn loves you too much to do that to you. He was probably just trying to protect you from yourself. Trust me, I know my brother."

Rachel thought about that for a moment, but didn't dwell on it. That wasn't the reason she was here at 8:30 in the morning. "Do you guys know what happened to me after you pulled me off of Noah? Thank you for leaving that note on his car by the way. I'm trying to trace how I ended up with Finn last night before I go talk to him. If I know most of what happened maybe I won't look as hammered as I was."

"Baby, everyone knows how hammered you were," Mercedes said with a smile. "But we all love you just the same."

"I think Puck loves you even more actually," Blaine said still laughing a little.

"That's beside the point," Kurt said. "After I pulled you off of Puck because I was afraid you would soon lose your shorts, Mercedes and I kept an eye on you. We let you sit by us and let you drink because we knew eventually you'd be so drunk you'd be incapable of doing anything. That lasted about an hour before you started getting a second wind. Unfortunately, we had curfew at 1:30 so we had to leave you with Tina and Mike."

"So now I have to go find them?" Rachel said, feeling even more exhausted.

"Yeah, sorry honey. Why don't you wait until later though? You look about ready to pass out."

"I would wait but I want to see if I can figure everything out before Finn wakes up. Besides, if it ends up that Tina and Mike laugh at me to, I'd rather get that over with."

Blaine chuckled again but with look from Rachel he stopped. "Hey, it could be worse. At least you didn't make out with a gay man this time."

"I don't know," Rachel sighed. "At least if that had happened I wouldn't be concerned if the guy was in love with me."

"Very true." Blaine flipped onto his back. "I wouldn't be concerned though if I was you. He loves you."

He said it so simply that Rachel couldn't help but believe him.

"Good luck sweetie," Mercedes said giving her diva a hug. "You'll get there eventually."

"I'm hoping I get there with Mike and Tina." She gave a heavy sigh, sick of driving around. "They weren't drunk were they?"

After being reassured that Tina had only been a little tipsy Rachel left. After another ten minute drive (she would be so grateful when this was over) she pulled into Mike's driveway. Knowing Tina and Mike she was hopeful that they would be up at nine o'clock.

When she knocked on the door she heard footsteps immediately and saw Tina open the door. Before she had been smiling but when she saw Rachel her eyes turned into slits and she slammed the door in her face.

"What the…" Rachel muttered as she heard more footsteps coming back. She braced herself but when she saw Mike open the door she allowed herself to breath.

"Sorry about Tina. She's still a little mad about last night."

Rachel felt her heart sink. How else had she embarrassed herself? "What did I do now?"

The same look of confusion crossed his face that everyone else had had that morning. "You don't remember? You don't remember her slapping you?"

"She slapped me?"

Unlike the rest of her friends, Mike looked concerned. "Come in." Rachel followed him into the kitchen where Tina was sitting with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Why did you let her in?" she snapped. Rachel was taken aback by her bitterness. Tina was supposed to be the understanding one! What the hell had she done?

"Hear her out babe," Mike said sitting down next to her.

"Hear me out on what? I told you Mike, I don't remember what I did. I don't even remember her slapping me!"

Tina's eyes looked up with a little softer expression on her face. "You don't? How could you not? The slap actually echoed."

Rachel shrugged, just as confused as Tina. "I'm really sorry for whatever I did."

She glanced at Mike, whose expression seemed to be saying 'let it go.' "Fine. It's okay. I guess after giving Puck a lap dance you kind of blacked out." She tried to say this with a small laugh.

"See, until about an hour ago I didn't even remember that. When I woke up this morning I didn't remember anything! Not singing, or getting drunk or the lap dance. Nothing."

Tina stared in shock. "How did you even wake up this morning? Your head must've been pounding!"

"Well," Rachel said, finally being able to laugh at what she was about to say, "the pain was kind of scared out of me when I woke up on the beach this morning next to Finn."

Both of the Asians looked in disbelief and horror at her. "Finn?" they said in unison.

"Yes, Finn. Finn Hudson, our slightly dumb and stupid dancer." She decided to continue talking seeing how both of them looked unable to say anything for the next couple minutes. She needed to get this over with. "Do you guys know what happened after Kurt, Mercedes and Blaine left?"

Mike suddenly looked down embarrassed and Tina's eyes turned into slits again. "Trust me, nothing could be worse than what I've already heard this morning so just tell me."

Mike decided to tell the story before Tina could say anything too mean. "When the others left it was just us, Puck, Brittany, Artie, Finn and Quinn. Quinn was talking to Finn trying to get him focused on her instead of you. You were just talking. You wouldn't shut up actually. I can't even remember half of what you said. It was about two in the morning. All of a sudden you jumped on my lap and started making out with me."

Rachel blushed. That would explain a lot. "I'm so sorry guys. I think I've apologized like, seven times today but I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking, getting drunk again. Not after last time."

"It's okay," Mike said. "I got over it and I think," he glared at Tina, "she'll move on. Consider yourself lucky it was only that. If she slapped you for making out with me, imagine what she would've done if you tried giving me a lap dance."

Rachel rubbed her cheek. "I'm kind of glad I don't remember this. I don't think I could show my face in public again if I did."

Mike nodded in silent agreement. She didn't know if he was trying to help, but he wasn't. "So what happened after Tina slapped me?"

"She stormed off." Mike rolled his eyes. "I still say she was being over dramatic. It was obvious you were smashed."

"Thanks for reminding me Mike."

He raised his hands defensively. "Not my fault."

"Just don't ever let me drink again."

"Deal."

"So after you left, did you leave me with Finn?" she asked hopefully.

"No. He tried to take you but Quinn was still all over him, so we gave you to Artie."

"Oh come on!" Rachel yelled. "Now I need to go find Artie! I can't take this any longer. We're running out of people."

"I'm sure you'll get there soon," Mike said reassuringly.

As Rachel got up to leave Tina finally looked up. "I hope you figure this out," she said quietly.

"Thanks, me too."