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We're almost back to the house now and Noah and Blaine won't stop throwing me worried glances. Not that I blame them of course seeing as I haven't spoken since we left the comic store parking lot. I just don't deserve their worry. I mean I got someone killed for gods sake. They should be angry with me and questioning my leadership abilities, not worrying about me.

We finally pull up to the house and as soon as Noah puts the truck in park I'm out of my seat and heading for the shed. I hear everyone calling after me but I ignore them and lock myself inside. I want to see everyone, especially Quinn, Beth, and Sarah, but I don't deserve to.

Noah's POV

"FUCK!" I scream as loud as I can before I turn around and start punching my truck. I only stop when I feel feminine hands grab my arms and a familiar voice whispering in my ear.

"Noah stop please. What's wrong? What happened?" Mercedes pleads. I don't answer her, instead I turn and wrap my arms around her, burying my head into the crook of her neck.

"Puck where's Rachel?" Quinn asks me, a worried edge to her voice.

"She's in the shed Q," Britt answers her quietly before I can.

"Why's she in the shed? And where's Will?" Judy asks. At hearing Will's name Finn starts crying again.

"No," Emma whispers. After a few seconds she starts crying and I lift my head to see her wrapped up in Sue's arms.

"Rachel thinks it's her fault doesn't she?" Quinn asks quietly, trying not to cry herself.

"Yeah she does. She was just a second to late, and she hasn't spoken an word since," Blaine answers. Quinn raises her brow at him in confusion and Blaine catches on quickly. "I'm her brother Blaine."

"Brother?" everyone, including Finn, questions in surprise.

"Um...yeah. I'm kinda a sore topic for her to talk about because I'm Shelby's other kid. She never did resent me though which I was always thankful for," Blaine explains and Britt and I smile at him at the end, because Rachel was always thrilled to have a younger brother. Granted she wasn't happy about the fact that Shelby kept him but not her, but she always told us it wasn't Blaine's fault and she was never going to treat him like it was.

"So why hasn't anyone gone to try and get Rachel out of the shed?" Santana questions like we missed something obvious.

"Cause Santi, when Rachel gets like this it's hard to bring her back," Britt explains with tears in her eyes. Everyone looks at her in confusion and I grab Beth, who was reaching for me from Quinn's arms, before explaining further.

"Look, we've know Rae for a long time now. I've known her since diapers, and she always called my mom, mom. We all consider eachother siblings," I see Jake, Kelly, and Britt nodding and smile before taking a deep breath and continuing. "Britt moved next door to Rachel when we were five and since then the three of us were inseparable-"

"Why did you never do anything in school to help her then?" Kurt asks with a raised brow.

"She forbid it," Britt tells him.

"She what now?" Mercedes asks.

"We would help her, but with the way Santana and Quinn controlled the school it was hard to stop everything completely, and as Britt said, she forbade us to do anything to ruin our reps. She didn't want the things that happened to her to happen to us, so since we respect her more then we can put into words, we did as she said. We helped when we could but stayed in the background for the rest. It killed us but..." I trailed off. "Anyway like I was saying, Britt and I know her like the back of our hands, just like we know eachother, and like how Rae knows us. The first time she got like this was when Britt got hurt when we were six. She kept blaming herself about the boys hurting Britt cause Britt decided to stick up for her. She stayed up in her room for an entire day before we managed to convince her it wasn't her fault." I pause to breath and Kurt takes his chance to jump in again.

"Why did she think it was her fault? It was those boys faults." Britt and I shrug in answer and then Britt decides to take over because she knew the next couple of times were hard for me to talk about.

"The next time it happened was when we were in the sixth grade. We were playing video games at Puck's place when his dad came home drunk. He started yelling really loud at Ruth and Rach and Puck jumped up and ran downstairs. He was going to hit her but then Rach tackled him away from her, managing to knock him to the floor. He got back up and went to hit Rach but Puck got in the way and took the hit instead. After a few more hits his dad yelled about his own son turning on him to protect a faggot's daughter and left. We had barely gotten her out of her room again and semi like her old-self a week later when we went over to Puck's again to see Ruth crying about his dad up and leaving them completely. He had wiped out their banking account and took a lot of their stuff with him."

"We were able to keep her out of her room, but we were both a shell of ourselves for months. Me because my old man left, and her because she believed she was the reason my family was broken, no matter how many times I told her she wasn't. If it wasn't for Britt keeping us together I don't know what would've happened," I tell them, breaking out of Mercedes hold to hand Beth back to Quinn and hug Britt.

"It happened again when Shelby came into her life with Blaine the first time. She told her that she couldn't be her mother because she didn't need one, but then told her that she had a younger brother and that she wanted them to meet. She was in her sad state for over a month before we convinced her to meet Blainers. After they meet and got to know eachother she was better," Britt tells them.

"This last time that she fell into her depressed state was because her Daddy, Leroy, got called into active duty and shipped over seas at the same time that her dad, Hiram, was forced to go on a business trip. He worked for the government also and saying no wasn't an option for him. Both of her dads were gone and she didn't know what was going to happen to one of them. We managed to get her cheered up again in about two weeks. Those were the ones we weren't able to stop, but we found out pretty quickly that if we catch the situation early we can stop her from getting closed off and depressed," I finish, Britt still in my arms.

"So that's why her parents aren't around?" Gerardo asks.

"Yup," Britt says, popping the p. "I wish they were though cause I miss them," she says sadly.

"So why aren't you in there trying to stop the downward spiral?" Santana demands with worry in her voice.

"I tried on the way back, Blaine and I both did, but it's worse than all of the other times. This time someone died and she blames herself," I tell her, clenching my fist and trying not to break down in tears.

"So you're saying there's nothing we can do?" Sue asks, worry coating her voice as well. That's definitely interesting.

"I don't know," I manage to get out through the lump in my throat. I then look around for Quinn, to ask her to check on Rachel because I think she's the best person for the job, but she's nowhere to be seen. I smile inwardly because I know where she is.

"I'm going to train, I'll see you guys later," I tell the others before releasing Brittany and jogging towards the obstacle courses. If I don't do something to get my mind off of Rachel I'm going either going to break down, go crazy, or both. I feel a presence beside me and smile at Britt briefly before all out sprinting to the course, Britt hot on my heels.

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