Disclaimer: I don't own anything. This chapter title comes from the song "Radioactive" by Imagine Dragons.

Rachel woke slowly when the sun streaming in through the window hit her face. Before she opened her eyes, she reached out to Finn's side of the bed and tried to pull him closer to her. But the space where his warm, strong body should have been was cold.

Wrapping the sheet around her body, Rachel sat up and looked at the clock. It was just before noon, and her brow furrowed. She normally never slept in that late. Then again, she thought, it was no wonder she had. She and Finn had woken each other up multiple times throughout the night to make love.

Rachel stretched her arms above her head and arched her back, smiling when she felt that delicious soreness from a night of true passion in her body. It was then that the bedroom door opened, and Finn slipped into the room without opening it all the way.

"Hey baby," Finn greeted with that adorable half grin. Rachel beamed at him in return. It was the first time since the morning before that she had seen a true, real smile on his lips. Finn seemed much more relaxed now than he had before, and Rachel was glad.

"Everyone is here," Finn continued. "Blaine and Quinn are making brunch and Puck is trying to keep Santana from corrupting Beth. And I'm trying to convince Kurt not to take you shopping." His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes shining with concern. "You need to rest."

Rachel shook her head and kneeled in the middle of the bed with the sheet still covering her body. "I'm fine, Finn," Rachel chided. True, the bruises on her wrists were much more prominent than they had been the day before. When Finn's eyes sought out the marks on her wrists, Rachel hastily tucked them out of sight. "Really, I'm fine. I promise."

Finn opened his mouth to protest, but Rachel didn't want to hear it. True, the experience of being abducted by the Howard brothers had been terrifying. It had been so odd; they hadn't said anything to her. They had simply taken her a block over, kept her blindfolded and handcuffed long enough to scare her, and marked her hand with those x's before they let her go.

Deciding that Finn needed a distraction, Rachel rose up on her knees on the bed and let the sheet fall away from her naked body. Finn's eyes widened and then darkened, immediately zeroing in on her breasts.

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing," Finn murmured, his voice husky.

Rachel arched an eyebrow and tweaked her nipple with one hand. Her other hand slipped between her legs and she stroked herself, moaning a little. Locking eyes with Finn, she asked, "Is it working?"

"Fuck yeah." Finn reached behind him and locked the door to their bedroom before he pounced on the bed. But Rachel didn't let him press her back to the mattress. Instead, she maneuvered smoothly around Finn and pressed him to the bed instead, her hands immediately going to button of his jeans.

Without giving Finn a chance to ask her what she was doing, Rachel yanked his jeans and boxer briefs down. He was already fully hard, and Rachel grinned wickedly as she wrapped her hand around the base of his erection and poked her tongue out from between her lips to run it over the head of his cock.

The way Finn reacted to her never failed to make her feel loved. Seeing how much she turned him on aroused her just as much. Finn groaned and tilted his head back, resting it against the headboard.

Rachel waited until he had opened his eyes again and was looking at her before she closed her lips around him and slowly slid her mouth down his length. One of Finn's hands flew to her head, tangling in her hair.

"Fuck, Rach," he said through gritted teeth. All of their friends were out in the living room in their apartment, and his wife was giving him one of her fucking fantastic blow jobs. She moved back up, flattening her tongue along the underside of his cock. When she pulled away, she smiled at him before she ducked her head back down and started a smooth, steady rhythm with her head bobbing up and down.

Sometimes, Rachel was amazed at how kinky they were. But really, it was Finn that made her so comfortable and willing to explore just about anything. They certainly weren't a quiet couple, so Rachel couldn't wait to see how he managed to stay quiet.

Finn's hand remained tangled in Rachel's hair. He didn't try to press her head down; instead, he just simply rested it there. And then Rachel's mouth slid down enough for him to hit the back of her throat, and his hips jerked and he cursed again.

"Rachel!" Immediately, Finn clamped his jaw shut and curled his other hand into a fist in the bed sheets. Feeling immensely proud of herself, Rachel let him hit the back of her throat again and starting humming around his length.

Finn held on for another few minutes before he came, shooting hot and long into her mouth. Rachel swallowed it all and then sat up, tossing her hair over her shoulders as she licked her lips.

Finn's breathing was heavy, but he watched Rachel with dark, smoldering eyes. "Don't tease, Rach," he pleaded.

Rachel caught a drop of his release that clung to her bottom lip and licked it off the tip of her finger. Finn's body tensed again, but in the best way possible. Rachel giggled and then let out a small shriek of surprise when she was suddenly pinned underneath Finn.

He kissed her hard and deep and then moved his lips to her collarbone, where he added another mark to the ones he had put there the night before. Rachel hummed in appreciation before she pushed his head away.

"We have guests," she admonished playfully. "And I need to take a shower."

Finn pressed his lips to her throat. "You should have thought of that before you locked me in here and had your way with me. And I have to take a shower, too. Maybe we can get dirtier before we get clean."

Rachel laughed outright at that. "You're such a cheeseball, Finn Hudson."

"But you love me." He pulled her to him and hugged her, knowing that she was right. Everyone probably knew what had been keeping him so long in the bedroom, anyway.

Rachel beamed at him and pressed her lips to his for a quick kiss. "I love you." Reaching for the throw blanket at the end of the bed, Rachel wrapped it around her naked body and jumped out of the bed. She winked at Finn before she disappeared into their en suite bathroom.

Finn flopped back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling as he tried to get control of his body. He really needed to calm down before he went back out there.

"You're such a perv, Hudson!"

Finn shook his head and decided it was just best to ignore Santana. She snickered and made another lewd joke about how they all knew exactly what Finn and Rachel had been doing in their bedroom.

Puck made a face and plugged his fingers in his ear. "She's my baby cousin. I don't want to hear about this! La la la la!"

Rachel exited the bedroom at that moment. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a purple sweater with her hair still damp from her shower. Finn slung his arm around Rachel's waist and pulled her close, pressing a kiss to her temple.

"Oh hush, Noah," Rachel admonished. "Leave Finn alone."

Puck snorted. "Are you kidding me? I don't want to hear about what the two of you do in your bedroom. He's my best friend and you're practically my baby sister." When Finn had first started dating Rachel, it had taken Puck a little while to get used to it. He got over it eventually when he saw how happy Finn and Rachel made each other, however.

Ignoring Puck's comments, Rachel said, "I want everyone to be completely honest with me. What's really going on? Why are you all here?" Rachel loved that all of her friends and family had got together to hang out (and it was something they did often), but she had a feeling that they weren't at the Hudson apartment just to spend time with one another.

"We just want to spend some time with you," Kurt said immediately. "Is that so hard to believe?"

Rachel leveled her brother in law with a pointed look. "Of course not, Kurt! But I'm sensing…" Rachel trailed off when Blaine left the stove to steer Rachel over towards the kitchen island. He sat her down and then placed a plate laden down with pancakes and fresh fruit in front of her. "…something."

Quinn joined Rachel at the island and took the seat next to her. Reaching over to pat Rachel's arm, Quinn said, "We were just worried about you. We all wanted to drop by and see how you were doing, so we just decided to do it at the same time."

Beth chose that moment to come toddling over. "Aunt Ray!" she cooed, clapping her hands together. She reached her pudgy little arms up, and Rachel scooped the little girl up and settled her in her lap.

"I can't really argue with that, can I?" Rachel asked. She combed her fingers through Beth's feathery blonde hair, and the little girl giggled. It really did make her feel better to have all of her friends and family there with her.

Santana hopped up onto the kitchen counter and plucked a piece of bacon off of the plate it had been set on. Blaine tried to slap her hand away, but she scowled at him and stole another piece of bacon. "We're also here to plan what we're doing. We need to fuck up these Howard brothers, and we need to make our move now."

"Santana!" Kurt exclaimed. He ran over to where Beth was still perched on Rachel's lap and covered the toddler's ears. She smiled brightly, oblivious to what the adults were discussing around her. "There are children here!"

"And I thought we were waiting until at least after brunch to discuss the plan," Finn said firmly. His voice didn't leave very much room for argument, but that didn't stop Santana from trying anyway.

She rolled her eyes. "Please, Hudson. The sooner we talk about this, the sooner we can put the plan in motion." Swiveling back towards Rachel, Santana announced, "I'll be infiltrating a strip club." Rachel blinked at that declaration. She noted that Blaine, Puck, and Finn all looked very serious, while Kurt just rolled his eyes and Quinn pressed her lips together. "I'm sorry. What was that?"

"I'll be going undercover in a strip club," Santana repeated. Her voice was completely nonchalant, as was the look on her face. She wasn't very concerned with what this plan entailed at all, apparently. "Word on the street is that the Howard brothers own the one that Brittany works at."

The expression on Santana's face grew dark and menacing, then. Brittany Pierce had been Santana's on and off girlfriend for at least two years. Santana cared for the blonde very much, and she was especially worried about her when she went to work; Brittany was an exotic dancer.

It appeared that it was working to their advantage this time. Rachel looked between all of the detectives currently in her kitchen, and she saw that they were actually very serious about this plan. Santana was actually going to go undercover as a stripper to try and gather information.

"You can't be serious," Rachel stated bluntly. At the blank looks on Santana, Finn, Puck, and Blaine's faces, Rachel shook her head. "Oh my God. You're actually serious."

Blaine looked confused. "Of course we are. Why wouldn't we be?"

"This is our best chance," Puck added. "This is how we can find out some actual, reliable information. We don't want to risk the intel being tampered with, and this is most direct course of action."

Finn moved towards Rachel until he could reach out and pull her against him. His broad hands spanned her waist and he ducked his head down to press a kiss to her temple. Rachel leaned back against his chest, taking comfort in Finn's reassuring presence.

"Don't worry," Finn murmured into her ear. His voice was comforting and soothing, but Finn could feel tension coiling in his stomach. A lot was riding on Santana getting the information on the Howard brother's headquarters. They needed to get it now.

Things were getting worse. The letters that Quinn had been receiving were much more threatening now than they were in the beginning. They had even started including pictures of little Beth getting dropped off and picked up from her daycare. It absolutely terrified Puck and Quinn, and they pulled Beth from the daycare. Kurt had started finding letters as well, which immediately put Blaine on high alert. All of that coupled with Rachel's brief abduction had everyone on high alert.

"I'll be fine," Santana told Rachel. "Don't worry about me."

Rachel bit her lip and nodded her head. She covered Finn's hands with her own and laced their fingers together. Even with all of their reassurance, she couldn't help but be concerned.

I'm having so much fun with this story right now!