Santana's POV

Seeing as I am not Jewish I was not aware that they made ninjas, But little Miss berry is a Jewish midget ninja. After the fourth time I had to hide her cell from her to keep her from calling Mr., Shue to tell him that she was going to be on Broadway one day and he was going to regret suppressing her talent. It was the sixth time puck had carried her in the house because she had gotten in the car so she could go door to door singing so more people would respect her art (her words not mine). It occurred to me that controlling her would require back up so I sent a mass text to Mike, Matt, Brittany and Quinn.

I was not surprised when Brittany called me confusion lacing her voice in a completely familiar way. "I thought we hated Rachel why are you at her house are we going to do something funny mean to her?" Britt asked in her completely innocent manner. "No Britt I've changed my mind I like her now and I need help because she is seriously stealthy and ninja like and I think she may start planning an revolt against Puck and me so there is strength in number." I explained although I was sure my dear friend didn't understand. "Wait Rachel's is Asian? I thought she was Jewish. She breezed as though this was a perfectly logical question. "Never mind Britt Britt just get over here" I say ending the call.

I hear the door bell and I am racing a small brown haired streak to the door. I wrap an arm gently low around her hips and open the door. As the door swings open Rachel stops struggling and smiles happily up at Mike and Matt as they stand at the door looking confused and a little scared. "Mike, Matt have you come to appreciate my talent?" Rachel asks as she beams up at them I move to the side and drag my small burden with me. "Thanks for coming I know she know she's small but Rachel on pain pills is like the Tasmanian devil on speed." I explain to them. They smile awkwardly and step into the house. I close the door and release my hold on the small bundle of energy and she takes off at a much quicker pace then a person with her injuries should have been able to achieve even with her speed Puck beats her to the back door and locks the door. He takes hold of her shoulders and spins her around and she's off in another direction like a pin ball she is bouncing off of everyone and everything in the house. Next to arrive was Quinn she enters the house and a small cute lighting bolt launches into the blonde arms lucky Quinn braces herself keeping them both up right. When Brittany arrives she has a bag full of cookies, markers, colored pencils, crayons, and coloring books. "Cookies and coloring always makes me feel better. I thought it would help Rachel's bruises fade" Brittany explains as though it is obvious. In that moment I loved her for her innocence and optimism. I run my fingers through her hair and close the door lead her into the living room and help her unpack and spread her get well kit unto the coffee table and Jewish Roadrunner comes rushing through the room.

Rachel stops mid stride and drops to the floor touching everything on the table. Brittany picks up a my little pony coloring book and pushes into Rachel's line of sight and says "color with me it will make the pain stop" she state as though everything is that simple. Rachel beams up at he taller girl "Ok Britt it would be most pleasing to color with you" Brittany folds her self down on to the floor and picks out a lion king coloring book out and begin to color Simba green and purple.

I stand back and lean again the frame of the living room entrance way taking in the scene before me. Puck, Mike, and Matt are huddle in a group passing the cookie tine between them Rachel and Brittany are quietly chatting and coloring while Quinn sits on the couch behind Rachel and plays with her hair. I smile at the familiarness of it all. Everything is exactly as it should be. I wander over to the boys and reach around pucks shoulder to snag a peanut butter blossom cookie from the tin he is holding. "Bay bats mimeb" hey mumbles around the food in his mouth. "What's the matter Puckerman don't you know food always taste better when it is somebody else's." I smile and dance right out of his reach. Rachel suddenly springs up from her seat and Shouts "I want to watch "princess and the frog" A pout taking over her face. Mike limps and drags his foot behind him as he makes his way to the DVD rack "yes master" he draws. He locates the DVD pops into the player and situates himself in one of the comfy chairs in the living room. Everyone has found a spot Rachel seems to be out epicenter and we are all orbiting her. The whole crew has started to drift into sleep when the door bell rings again. "I slowly rise to my feet and wonder who that could be as I make my way to the door I noticed everyone has moved with me. Rachel in closed among us. I swing the door open and my jaw drops. Standing at the door looking pitiful, sad, bruised and completely broken is Finn. "I need to talk to Rachel" he says trough gritted teeth and I automatically slam the door in his face.