The night was rough for Rachel. Every few hours, she kept waking up screaming, causing Puck to wake up, too. Every time, he would run his fingers through her hair and start quietly singing to her.

"It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light Lock the doors We'll leave the world outside All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I…" Puck would not even make it through the first verse before she was back asleep. The whole night was spent doing this over and over again.

When Puck finally woke by himself, he looked down at her face, and she looked peaceful. He glanced over at the clock and noticed it was nine in the morning. He slowly pulled his arm out from under her, trying his best not to wake her up. Once Puck was off the bed, he watched as she rolled over and pulled the pillow he had been sleeping on to her chest. He went to her bathroom to wash his face and try to make sense of what the hell had happened in the past twenty-four hours. Someone had hurt Rachel. Not just anyone, that fucking jack off who took their glee club hostage and also took his Rachel. Puck's head snapped up to look at his own face in the mirror. When the hell did she become his Rachel?

Refusing to think too much into this, Puck left the bathroom to go down to her kitchen. He felt like he hadn't eaten in days, and he was starving. First coming down the stairs, he was met with Tina, Artie, Kurt and Mercedes sitting in the living room, watching TV. In the kitchen, Puck could see Matt, Mike and Finn's backs to him as they were sat at the counter, watching Santana, Quinn, and Britney cook. Well, Britney was more making of a mess than cooking. Mercedes was the first to see him come down the stairs.

"How's she doing?" Everyone turned to face him as if he held all the answers to the world.

"She's sleep now, but last night was rough. She was up every few hours." Puck walked up to the counter and took the empty seat beside Finn. He laid his head down on the counter, trying to collect his thoughts. Santana put a plate down in front of him and gave him a small smile. Her mom had truly rubbed off on her. There was nothing that couldn't be solved over food. Britney brought him a fork and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"You're a good man, Noah. I wish I had someone like you there for me." Puck looked at her shocked. She had never called him Noah, and also he was wondering what the hell she meant. He wasn't given long to think about it, because everyone else had come into the kitchen for food and also a plan.

"So, what are we going to do about this jack off?" Matt was the first to ask.

"Do about what? You guys wouldn't let me take care of it last night." It was now Mike's turn to speak up.

"Dude, we couldn't let you go last night; she needed you. What good would you have been to her if you were out knocking that shit outta the douche?" Puck just nodded. He knew they were right, but it didn't change the fact that the son of a bitch was going down. Kurt stepped forward already with a plan.

"I know what we are going to do already. We girls are going to take Rachel shopping to try to take her mind off of what that ass did to her. While we are gone, you men are going to find him and make him regret he every laid eyes on Rachel Berry." Kurt pushed his bangs out of his face in his usual way. Everyone just stared at him in shock. Kurt was about emotional warfare, not physical.

"Guys, I got this. You don't need to be involved." Puck looked up from the counter top to have way too many sets of eyes staring back on him.

"No, you don't 'got this.'" Matt even made air quotes to drive the point home. "Rachel's our girl, and all of us got this." He put his fist out for Puck to bump, which he did with a slight nod. Puck didn't know when everyone in glee became the type of friends who knocked the ever loving shit out of some jack off that hurt their girls, but that is what they are now. The boys are ready to step up and kick some ass, while the girls work on getter her better. This is what friendship is about.

Upstairs

Rachel was brought out of her sleep by her bed dipping down beside her. She felt the heat off the person's body and backed up so she was pressing against him.

"Noah, where did you go?" She was awake now, but her eyes were still closed. She felt lips on her neck and a hand running through her hair. Rachel stretched herself out like a cat and brought a hand up to run through Noah's Mohawk. When her hand reached his head, she was met by a mass of curls, and she froze.

"Miss me, babe?" She could feel Jesse smirk against her skin and a hand came up to cover her mouth. "Don't even think about it." Jesse pulled her tight to his body trapping her arms under his while the hand still covered her mouth. The free hand moved down her body to take off her shorts. He could feel her lips moving against his hand, and he was pretty sure she was begging him not to. Rachel could feel tears burning her eyes. Jesse was just about to push into her when her eyes snapped open and she shot up in her bed. It was just a dream. Rachel put her hand to her chest to feel her rapid heartbeat.

"It was just a dream." Rachel tried to calm herself down, but it wasn't working. Looking around her room, she checked to make sure nothing was out of place and also looking for Noah. Looking at the clock, she saw it was now eleven in the morning, and everyone was more then likely awake downstairs. Throwing her blankets off of her, Rachel moved to get out of bed and groaned at how stiff her body was. Everything is hurting her, and she would give anything for the pain to stop.

Slowly standing, Rachel moved to the full length mirror in her room. Her body looked worse than it did last night. She couldn't believe how bad she looked right now. She tried moving her limbs and was able to do it a little more freely than when she got home the night before. At least, Rachel could undress herself now. Looking around her room for something to wear, she found an oversized pair of sweatpants and Noah's school sweater. She shimmied off her shorts, pulling on the track pants and then pulled Noah's sweater over top of her. Rachel pulled the collar of the sweater up to her noise and inhaled his scent. She felt like she was home. She decided it was time to face all of them downstairs. Rachel headed for her door and kept telling herself that she could do this. She could hear everyone laughing downstairs, and she hoped that it would keep up once she got down there. She knew they would want answers, but today, if only for one day, she wanted a day of peace. Rachel slowly walked down the stairs and did her best to smile when she saw Kurt doing his single ladies dance. She walked up behind them and then alerted them to her presence.

"You know, one day, you are going to have to teach me that dance." She tried her best to smile without ripping the stitches that were in her lip.

"Hey, B." Britney walked over to her and put her arm around her shoulders, leading her to the counter where everyone else was.

"Eat." Santana put a plate down in front of her and gave her a smile.

"Thanks." Once Rachel smelt the food, she realized how hungry she really was. As she started eating, she noticed everyone looking at her. She knew they wanted answers, but she couldn't. "I know you guys have a million questions and you want answers, but I can't today. Today, I just want to have a normal day, where I don't have to think, and tomorrow, I promise I will answer everything you throw at me." Rachel eyes were pleading, and she hoped they would respect it.

"How does shopping sound?" Kurt was leaning on the counter, watching her every move. Normally, she hated shopping, but she needed to do something other than sit around.

"Let's do it." Everyone smiled at how easily she accepted the offer. This was going to be easier than they thought. Everyone finished eating, cleaned the dishes, and headed on their way. Rachel locked the door, as the guys and girls broke up and went into different cars.

"You gonna be ok?" Puck was standing beside her, waiting to walk her to the car.

"I'll be fine." Rachel looked up at him, truly amazed at this person standing in front of her. When did Puck become someone she can count on? He walked her over to Kurt's SUV and opened the door for her. Rachel was still having trouble lifting her legs, so he picked her up and placed her in the seat.

"You call me, if you need anything." He kissed her forehead and shut the door. Once the car pulled away, Puck walked over to his.

"Let's do this."

The guys drove to the music store they knew Jesse hung out at. Once they saw his car, they parked beside it and got out of Puck's car. All of them were fuming inside and were dying to get this shit over with. Puck was leaning on the hood of Jesse's car, and the guys on either side of him. He wanted to fuck up this douche bag's car so badly, but he knew it would cause a worse scene than he was about to make. Puck was brought out of his thoughts by Jesse stepping in front of him. Looking up, he saw that he had three other member of Vocal Adrenaline with him. He was now thanking God that Matt, Mike, and Finn were with him.

"Hey, guys. What can I do for you?" The jack off was just acting as though nothing ever happened.

"Hey, fucker. I got a fucking issue with you." Puck's hand was already clenched into a fist.

"And, what is that?" Puck took a step forward, so he was in Jesse's face.

"Don't play dumb with me. You know what I'm talking about." Jesse just stood there, looking more and more stupid. "So, what? You forgot what you did to Rachel? Did that shit slip your mind?" Jesse's face changed into a smirk. The next three words that left his mouth sealed his fate.

"She wanted it." Puck saw six shades of red. Before anyone could react, Puck punched Jesse so hard in the jaw, he swore he felt it crack. Jesse went flying back and hit the ground. Within a second, Puck was on top of him, pounding his face.

"You stupid son of a bitch. Your fucking raped her." Puck felt arms grab him from behind, and he was flung into Jesse's car. One of Jesse's friends was about to hit Puck when Matt jumped in. That is when all hell broke loose. Before Puck could get his bearings back, Jesse was to his feet and ready to attack. Puck felt his lip split open when Jesse's fist made contact with his face. Puck finally got back on top of Jesse and just kept punching him square in the nose. Matt and Finn knew it they didn't get Puck off of him soon, he would kill him. The two boys grabbed an arm each and pulled back.

"Come on, man. Your gonna kill him." Finn was trying to get him as far away as possible.

"That's what the bastard deserves." Puck turned back to Jesse. "Stay the fuck away from her, or I will kill you." Finn pulled Puck into the driver's seat of the car, and the four of them left. He felt like such a pussy for just leaving, but Finn was right. He would have killed Jesse. The boys drove back to Rachel's house in silence. No one spoke until they were parked in her drive way.

"He got what he deserved." It was Mike who spoke, and everyone just nodded.

Inside the house

The girls and Kurt had been back at the house for a half hour, and Rachel kept asking where the guys were.

"Doing boy things." Kurt was trying his best to deflect, but it wasn't working any more.

"Don't worry, B. They will be back soon." Britney bounced over to where Rachel was standing by the couch and hugged her. "Just think, when they get back, we can bore them with showing them everything we bought at the mall." As if they knew they were being talking about, the guys walked through the door, and everyone turned. Rachel gasped when she saw Puck's face, which was already swelling. Once the other three came into sight, their respective girlfriends had pretty much the same reaction. Rachel rushed to Puck's side, gently taking his face into her hands.

"My, God. Noah, what happened?" She was turning his face from side to side to fully look it over. She pulled him over to the counter and sat him at a bar stool.

"I got into a fight with Jesse." He couldn't look her in the eye, because he knew she was pissed. Rachel turned her back to him, grabbed an ice pack out of the fridge, and proceeded to throw it at his head.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I asked you not to." Everyone turned to look at her. Not because she was yelling, but because she swore.

"Come on, Rach. We had to do something." Finn stepped up to defend his boy.

"So, doing something is getting you asses kicked?" Rachel was looking at them the way their moms did when they did something wrong.

"By the way, what happened to you three?" Santana was looking at Matt's face the same way Rachel did to Pucks'.

"The douche had friends with him." The other three girls got the ice packs the same as Rachel, but there was no throwing this time. Puck was staring at Rachel, who was staring at the floor, trying not to cry. God, he hated it when she cried. Puck put the ice pack on the counter and grabbed Rachel's hand, pulling her to him.

"Baby, listen to me." She was still looking at the floor, so he took hold of her chin gently and brought her eyes to meet his. "I know you asked me not to, but I couldn't let it go. He hurt you, and someone needed to show him that he can't get away with it. I was being your knight in shining whatever." When Rachel heard that, she couldn't help but smile and look over at Kurt, who gave her a wink. He had told Puck to say it to her. She picked up the ice pack off the counter and put it to his now swollen eye.

"You're our girl, Rach. There was no way he was getting away with what he did to you." Mike said like it should have been the most obvious thing in the world.

"Thank you." She gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, careful not to touch the busted side. Kurt decided he need to change topics.

"Who wants to see what we got at the mall?"