Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

The fire was rapidly closing in on them. Panic spread as the flames were seen over the tops of the trees.

Will spun around and exclaimed, "Run!"

Quickly they all began to run away from the fore. Gwyneth took off from the lowest branch and began to direct them to the safest path.

When it looked like they may have gotten away, a sudden strip of fire blocked their path. They skidded to a stop just in time.

They took off in the opposite direction and finally thought it was safe. Will looked around and counted his kids.

All seemed to be accounted for… except for Rachel. He looked and was about to head back for her but he never got to.

A sight that brought tears to his eyes was before him.

Rachel was limping along as fast as she could after them. While she was whimpering, she kept trudging forward.

He raced up to her but was stopped short by a burning tree falling in his path.

"Rachel!" He screamed. "Are you alright! Rachel? Please, be alright!" He said, getting anxious.

"I'm alright," came her reply. It sounded injured and a bit meek but she was alive…

Honestly, it felt like she was cursed. With flames closing in all around her, she wished Jade would have killed her. It would have been less painful than a death by fire.

She whimpered in fear and crouched low to the ground. She felt like crying as her death loomed in front of her for the last time.

Suddenly she felt an intense pain in her sides. They were being dug into and torn open. She was up in the air, flying over the flames.

She looked up and saw Gwyneth holding her high above the flames. While she seemed to struggle under the extra weight, she kept herself airborne.

Rachel watched the flames dance below her, slightly entranced. She saw the brilliant colors flickering magnificently.

She saw her friends running away from the flames again, moving quickly.

When they reached a stream, they stopped for a rest. Gwyneth slowly descended and placed Rachel on the ground.

They club was on her in a minute. She felt their little tongues lapping at her face. They were pushing and shoving to get close to her.

She had never felt more loved in the group. She returned their licks, the thoughts of how dog like this behavior was pushed to the side.

When she was finally given her room to breathe, Mr. Shuster came over. He nuzzled her head.

"Are you alright? Did you get burned?" He asked her.

"No, I'm alright I think. I wouldn't have been if Gwyneth hadn't saved me. Thank you," she said to the bird.

The bird nodded and said, "It is nothing but we better rest here for the night. I can't keep flying. Carrying the pup was exhausting."

Will thought about it and it was true. The bird did deserve a break. "Alright but first, we need to find a safe spot to rest."

Across the stream was a tree that was hollowed out. They crossed and all curled up together.

The three wolves took positions outside of the tree. One of the steel ones laid on the ground and began to sleep. The patched wolf did the same.

The remaining wolf sat at attention, its ears perked forward. They felt oddly intimidated by its presence.

"You may rest easy. We will remain on guard through the night," it said in a deep, rough voice.

Will lay his head down and shut his eyes. They were heavy but he kept them open long enough to see Gwyneth tuck her head under her wing.

Slowly, he drifted away into his subconscious, letting his imagination run free.

*Glee*

Kurt couldn't sleep. He kept seeing the image of Rachel being shut off from the group by the burning tree.

He couldn't believe how horrible this whole ordeal was and they weren't even close to Ohio yet.

The experience was opening his eyes to how alone she truly was.

Everyday she would clean the slushie off herself alone. She would take the insults without a word of comfort.

He hated to admit it but even he loved to put her down. There was just something appealing in making Rachel Berry feel bad.

Now he was regretting every comment he had ever made. She had nearly died so many times it was ridiculous.

Yet battered and bruised she still managed to pull through. She was weak and Kurt could see how tired she was.

This was killing her, whether she would admit it or not.

Kurt stood up and walked over to Rachel's body. She was already sleeping, completely worn out from her latest brush with death.

He lay down and laid his head down on the soft fur of her back. He gently rubbed his chin up and down it, reminding himself that she was still there, warm and breathing.

He made a promise then. He would not just tolerate Rachel. He would be her best friend. They could do more sleepovers and he wouldn't even complain over the movie.

He let his eyes close and he drifted off to sleep, still thinking of ways to make up all of the years he had been mean to her.

*Glee*

Finn woke up and gave a loud yawn. He stretched and shook out his fur. He looked around to see that the others were also awake.

Santana was drinking at the river. She was so upset. She just wanted to go home and have her daddy tell her everything was alright.

Santana Lopez would never admit it but she was actually very close to her father.

When she was little, her mom was the one who worked while her dad went to med school.

While he would do his papers, he would play school with her. She would always be the teacher and he would be the student.

She would spend hours teaching him how to properly put on a band aid and he would listen like it were something he really wanted to learn.

She missed those times when they would just play school without a care in the world.

Now everything was going wrong. Her daddy wasn't there to be with her and she had witnessed death so many times.

Hell, she was even upset about Rachel. She hated the girl and she had felt her heart stop when she saw the annoying girl clasped in the jaws of the wolf.

Everything was so messed up. She stopped drinking and looked for the group to see them assembling.

It was time to continue through this hellish nightmare.

*Glee*

The journey to the sky pack lasted until high noon. The sun was so high and everyone was exhausted by the time they reached the resting place.

They were lying in the shade when Gwyneth pointed out the approaching guests.

They were the smallest wolves Will had ever seen. They were pure red and sleek as ever. Their coats shined in the light.

They carried their tails low to the ground and their head were lever with their shoulders. Their eyes were an almost unnatural green color.

As they approached one took great notice in Puck. Puck couldn't figure out why though so he just rolled back his shoulders and lifted his tail higher.

This appeared to agitate the other wolves. One even let out a low irritated growl. The wolves didn't stop approaching until they were in front of Will.

The smaller one bowed her head and spoke, "I am Felicity." The other did the same and introduces itself as Fritz.

The male, Fritz, spoke, "We are the alphas of the Sky Pack. You must be weary from your journey. Come along. We shall take you to a place where you can rest easy."

When they began to lead the way, Puck kept up his tail and head trying to portray confidence. He needed to be strong for the group.

Fritz seemed to be more upset then ever at his confidence. What was wrong with being confident? It was usually regarded as a good thing.

He shrugged it off and simply held his tail higher. This made Fritz snap.

"Pup, you must learn to show respect to alphas. Being disrespectful can get you killed out here."

Will was confused. "What do you mean?"

Fritz sighed. "I realize that you are human but you are currently living in a wolf's world. Omegas carry their tails low and Alphas carry them high. The same goes with the heads. An Omega's head should never be higher than an alpha's."

Puck quickly lowered both his tail and his head, as did most of the others. The last thing they wanted was more trouble. They couldn't afford to lose the alliance of another pack.

The red wolf nodded his approval and continued on. They walked for a long time. Will could see that Rachel was limping and his own leg was smarting badly.

As dusk they arrived at the pack's den. It was a beautiful meadow that a river ran through. Most of the wolves were a deep red, like the alphas, but some were a dark brown that was as dark as the dirt.

The two wolves led them into a small tunnel. They quickly descended and were brought into a burrowed out room. It was warm and cozy.

Felicity shook out her coat and she gave them a kind look. "You may rest here. Stay as long as you like and sleep well."

With that the two wolves yelped a goodnight and left the den. The Glee Club all laid down yet they didn't sleep.

They all just laid down looking at each other. The silence was broken by the sounds of their breathing.

Kurt finally broke the silence. "I absolutely hate having white fur. All the dirt shows. I feel filthy."

An awkward silence filled the air and then every started to laugh.

"You know it's weird. I think we're closer as animals then we are as people," Quinn commented.

"You're sort of right… and Rachel's dangerous to be around," Sam joked.

Rachel winced inwardly at this statement. She knew it was a joke but she didn't enjoy this. She didn't choose this.

She faked a yawn and laid her head down and closed her eyes. She tried to quickly fall asleep, the days event wearing on her sore body.

Sam didn't miss Rachel look and he almost instantly regretted saying what he did.

Trying to make her feel better he scouted over to her and snuggled up to her side.

At this point in their lives, they couldn't afford to make enemies within there group… not if they wanted to make it back to Ohio alive.

Author's note:

Sorry for the long update. Schools hectic. Hope you like. Let me know what you think will happen, what you want to happen, and what you thought.