A/N: Frist off, I just want to say that i got to writing this chapter seconds after I wrote chap 12. So therefore I've been a bit impatient and wanted to share with you guys rigth awa. This chapter makes 2 in one day lol so I hope you all apreciate it! Mistakes are mine, and this may be a bit intense so if you don't like things with guns and or violence...you've been warned.

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Chapter 13

Chaos; complete and utter chaos. This is what greeted Puck and Rachel as they pulled up to the school. Students and Teachers alike were running around in a mad dash towards them, screaming something that sounded a lot like 'he has a gun'. Puck and Rachel looked at each other with wide eyes and jogged towards the school.

Mercedes and Kurt were the first ones they ran into. Puck automatically sweeps the frantic Mercedes in his arms, trying to mollify her enough to get an answer as to what was happening. Rachel hugged Kurt who was crying also, her heart beating faster than she had ever known it to beat.

"What's going on?" Puck asks the two, he exchanges a worried look with Rachel when they both simultaneously break into heavy sobs.

"I can't understand you honey, what's wrong?" Rachel soothes Kurt. He looks down at her with sad, wet eyes, his chin trembling.

"Jacob Ben Israel just shot up the place…he's still in there..oh God..Quinn and Brittany….we lost them in the crowd!" He croaks, breaking into another fit of sobs. Rachel straightens up at the mention of the two blondes, her breath hitches and she backs away from Kurt. She looks at Puck and he flinches at the panic in her eyes.

"Oh God…" She moans. Puck lets Mercedes go and watches in horror as his sister takes off in a flash towards the school. People are dodging her left and right and Puck is forced to run at full speed to catch up to her. When he gets close enough, he grabs her around the waist, pulling them both down to the grass in a mighty force. Pissed, Rachel back hands Puck, pulling herself out of his grasp, getting back up and scurrying towards the entrance. He calls her name but she ignores him. Choosing to follow his instinct to protect his sister, he allows himself to follow her into the building, carefully tracking her to the hallway with the lockers. He finds her standing over a small pool of blood, her hand clasped over her mouth. Fat tears roll down her cheeks and she shudders a sob. He grabs her elbow and she whips back, her hand raised to protect herself. When she sees it's just her brother she collapses into him.

"Shhh Rach. Shhh….you gotta be quiet. We don't know where this guy is…." He tries to sooth her, rubbing her back. He leads her backwards, hugging the wall, out of sight of anyone who would appear in the hallway. She composed herself a bit, hiccupping once and a while. He wiped her tears and hugged her once more.

"We need to get out of here….It's not safe for us Rach." He tells her. She shakes her head furiously in protest.

"I need to find Quinn and Brittany. Just leave…Mercedes needs you." She tells him. He clenches his teeth, nostril flaring.

"No fucking way Rachel. I'm not leaving you in here alone." He steps closer to her feeling a sort of pull, a desperate need to be close to her. A feeling like if he were to step away, she'd be gone.

"This school is huge. We need to split up…" She raises her hand to stop him from interrupting.

"It's out best chances on finding them Noah. I….I can't lose them. We need to find them. Either you help me or leave. I won't have you slowing me down." She hisses, poking him. He sighs, looking around for a second.

"Well…there are two places we can look….I….God I can't believe I'm going to do this…"He stammers, running his hand through his mow hawk.

"Take the library and I'll go to the choir room…" She nods glumly, knowing the library was closer and he was risking his own life to walk across the school.

"Noah I…please be careful." She places her hand on his chest. He grabs it, looking into her eyes.

"I'm supposed to be keeping you safe Rachel..I promised…" he chokes out. She hugs him, wrapping her tiny arms around him closes his eyes tightly, fighting back the emotion he feels as he again realizes how tiny his sister is and how fragile it makes her. He squeezes her tight then lets her go, watching as she turns quietly down the hall towards the library. Before she gets too far he calls out to her.

"Rach." He whispers. She turns to face him curiously.

"I mean it when I say be careful…" He pauses.

"And….and if this is….I just…I love you okay? Just stay safe." His eyes water and he sees that Rachel is fighting back tears herself. God knows if this will be the last time they see each other.

"I love you too Noah. I'll be safe, I hope you are as well." She whispers to him. He nods and turns away, heading in the direction of the choir room. When he's a safe distance away from her he bites his lip, swiping at his tears angrily. He hated this. But he knew if anything had happened to those two blondes his sister would be destroyed. So with a strong defiance, he swallowed his fear and anger and quietly stalked the halls of the school.

In the meantime, the student body, along with the teachers and local emergency services had gathered in the parking lot. Every student who was there had been looking for familiar faces. Tina, Artie, Kurt, Mercedes and Mr. Shue gathered together. The kids parents, including those of the kids from the glee club still in the school, gathered among them. There were tears and hugs and no one really dared to move, fearing the worst.

Santana, who was late getting up, and late getting ready, had just pulled into the parking lot. Her eyes widened at the sight that greeted her. News vans, police cars, and ambulances all littered the place. She hopped out of her SUV and walked briskly towards the group of glee kids she saw. Mercedes was still beside herself, clinging to Tina and Kurt. Santana shot a curious look to Artie and he just looked sadly at her.

"Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" she demanded. Tina and Mercedes turned to her, and Kurt just raised his head from his position on Mercedes. His face crumbled once more and he broke into a fit of sobs again.

"Santana…." Tina started. Santana eyed her nervously, not liking how the Asian said her name with such sadness.

"Jacob Ben Israel brought a gun to school…he….he shot it in the hall way." Mercedes told her. The Latina raised her eyes brows in surprise. She gave Mercedes a look that told her to continue. The young black girl took a deep breath and shook her head.

"We were in the hallway when it happened. Quinn and Brittany…Oh God…" Mercedes sobbed. Santana felt her stomach drop.

"No…" She said. Mercedes shook her head.

"They were right there…and then…the crowd…it was so crazy…they're still in there…" Kurt cries. Santana gasps, her hands start to shake and she grabs a hold of Tina.

"No." She tells them. They all nod. She makes a move towards the school but Tina grabs a hold of her.

"Don't. Rachel already went in after them." She tells her. Santana looks to her in surprise and shakes her head.

"And Puck went in after her…" Artie tells her. The Latina grabs her forehead, her breath shallow and her heartbeats frantic.

"I'm going to be sick..." she groans. Artie pushes his chair forward, grabbing the brunette and placing her on his lap. She lets out a sob and curls into him. They all look at each other, their hearts breaking all over again.

Puck stopped when he saw Finn Hudson hiding in Ms. Pillsbury's office. He grimaced at the tall boys hiding spot. It was so noticeable; he was surprised Jacob hadn't found the boy before he did. He entered the room silently, slouching down behind the desk alongside Finn. He sighed when he saw that Ms. Pillsbury was actually under the desk.

"Are you guys okay?" he asked them. They both nodded, wide eyed and anxious.

"Have you seen anybody else?" he asked them. They shook their heads at the same time, he fought the urge to groan.

"I need to get to the choir room…I need to find Brittany and Quinn." Finn shook his head paniky.

"No. No ones in there. I saw everyone leave….I was coming from the choir room…" Finn grabbed onto Pucks arm tightly, squeezing it.

"Okay. Okay…." Puck removes Finns hand from his arm and pushes it back into the boys lap. Loud footsteps startle them and Puck freezes. Rachel, he thinks.

"We need to get out of here….." He tells them.

When Rachel arrived at the library doors, she held her breath for a second. Blood was smeared on the door handle, giving an odd hand print appearance. She pushed the door open softly, slipping in the doors as silently as she could. Her body hunched a bit as she side stepped abandoned books and the occasional backpack. The place look liked a tornado went through and swept all its occupants away. Her ears perked when she heard a muffled cry. She makes her way towards the sound, her heart beating furiously. The top of a blonde's hair allows her to sigh in relief.

"Brittany?" she whispers. The blonde peaks around the bookshelf she had been sitting behind, and gets up, tripping in her haste. She throws herself in Rachel's arms and weeps openly. Rachel soothes her, telling her to it was okay, but she had to quiet down. She grabs the blondes hand and gasps as she sees a trail of smudgy bloody finger prints. The blonde looks down to wear Rachel's eyes are and sob's once more.

"I tried to get her out but everyone was in the way, they were everywhere Rach. I'm so sorry!" Rachel tries very hard to cypher through the blondes rambling but she was pretty sure it had to do with Quinn. A heavy feeling set in her stomach then, making the diva nauseas.

"Quinn?" She whimpers. Brittany breathes in deep, trying to catch her breath. She hiccups and nods her head, tugging Rachel over towards the bookcase. Rachel rushes past Brittany to get to her girlfriend; a high pitched cry flees from her lips when she sees the pale, blood covered body of her girlfriend. Quinn looks up warily, smiling painfully when she sees her the brunette.

"Oh Quinn." Rachel sobs. She tries to find a spot to put her hands, any part of the blonde's body that she could detect the damage from. There seemed to be a lot of blood coming from her leg, though. So Rachel starts there, and grimaces when Quinn whimpers at the touch.

"We're going to get you out of here baby, I promise, okay?" Rachel reassures her. The blonde nods and whimpers again. Behind her, Rachel could feel Brittany shaking. She turns slightly from her kneeling position next to her girlfriend and gathers Brittany in her arms. The taller girl shudders slightly, crying silently.

"You did good sweetheart, you did real good." She says to Brittany. Her mind was racing; she had to get them out. She had to make sure Quinn lived. She squeezed Brittany tighter, fighting the urge to break down too.

"Okay, this is what we are going to do okay?" She pulls back from Brittany, staring into her eyes. The blonde listens to her intently.

"We're going to have to get out of here. Quinn….Quinn is hurt pretty badly. We need….we need to get her out of here as soon as we can. I'm going to look down the hall to make sure no one's coming, and then we're going to pick her up and be as quiet as we can, okay?" Brittany nods, but her eyes tell Rachel that she's frightened.

"It's going to be okay Brittany." She promises her. Brittany sniff slightly, her eyes are red and puffy from crying and Rachel's pretty sure from experience that her blonde friend has a headache from all the crying. She makes a mental note to get the girl some aspirin when they get to safety. She pats Brittany's arm and turns to Quinn.

"How are you holding up baby?" Rachel asks Quinn softly, the blonde grunts, trying to move. She winces as a sharp pain jolts through her leg.

"My leg hurts" She cries. Rachel kisses her on the forehead softly, her own tears falling freely now.

"I know baby, I know. Brittany is going to pick you up so we can get you out of here. Sound like you can handle that?" The diva runs her hand lovingly through the blonde's hair, sighing when her girlfriend nods in the affirmative.

"I love you." Rachel tells her.

"I love you too." Quinn replies.

Puck, Finn and Ms. Pillsbury found their way out of the office without being detected. Puck looks around nervously for Rachel, but seeing no sign of the girl he moved swiftly down the hall. A soft, squeaky sound startles him slightly. He listens carefully, hearing it again. It was coming from the Janitors closet to his right. He motions for his friend and guidance counselor to be quiet, and he makes his way silently to the door. He pauses briefly, hesitating on what to do next. It could be Jacob in there, or it could be a student trying to hide. He takes the risk anyways. With a quick thrust, he opens the door and grabs the person with one hand, silencing them with the other. Mike Chang's frightened eyes greet him, his hands coming up in a surrender motion. Puck sighs in relief, letting him go.

"Are you okay, man?" Puck whispers. Mike nods and Puck motions for him to follow them. They both look down either side of the hall once more before moving again, this time Mike is behind Ms. Pillsbury, keeping the smaller woman safely sandwiched between the large boys.

They find an exit, and Puck pushes slightly on the handle to see if it's locked. When it opens with a soft 'click', they all exit swiftly. They are greeted by men dressed in all black. Their guns are pointed at them, shouting for them to get on the ground. They all comply, looking to each other confusedly. They are quickly searched and then pulled to their feet by an officer. The officer asks them all quick questions. 'Are you hurt?', 'Did you see the shooter?', 'Are there others?.' Puck nods furiously then, telling them in a hurried rush of words that his sister is still in there, that she was probably with two others. The officers push them towards the other students who were gathered, telling them they'd be back with more questions. Puck takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. His hand comes up to the top of his head, running his fingers through the short hair. He spins around when a familiar voice calls out to him.

"Where is she? Did you see her? Is she okay?" Santana grabs him, her eyes frantic and searching. He shakes his head sadly, his heart clenching for the girl as her face drops.

"I don't know anything San. Rachel is still in there….she went in after them…"He says. Santana turns paler.

"But she's tiny…she can't even…."The Latina gasps for air as she begins to panic. Puck takes a hold of her and squeezes her tightly.

"I know. I know…" His own eyes water as he realizes the depth of the situation. He berates himself silently for splitting up with Rachel.

Rachel peered around the corner. Spotting no one, she waved Brittany (whom was carrying Quinn) over. They silently made their way down the deserted hallway, side stepping all the abandoned stuff that littered their path. Quinn whimpered and Rachel swept her hand lovingly over the blondes head, trying to sooth her. Brittany would occasionally whisper to her, making sure the blonde had responded, then darted her eyes around the hall. Rachel held up her hand suddenly, looking around and turning her head to speak to Brittany.

"There's only one way out that's close. But we'd have to go through those doors." Rachel points at a pair of heavy, glass doors. Brittany grimaces, knowing full well they were the noisiest one in the school.

"We have to be extra quiet." Rachel tells her. Brittany nods and they start moving forward again. When they reach the doors Rachel holds one open for the two blondes, making sure to slowly close the door to ensure as little sound as possible. They successfully make it through without a sound, but unfortunately someone had been watching.

"What are you doing? The schools on lock down!" Jacob shouts. Rachel jumps, stepping in front of the two blondes.

"Jacob…"She breathes. Jacob shakes his head, his eyes wide and chilling. He shakes a little, pointing the gun at her. Rachel flinches, her heart sipping a beat.

"Quinn's hurt Jake. She's been shot." She tells him. He looks from her to Quinn, then back to Rachel.

"I didn't mean to hurt her. I just wanted to make it stop. I wanted Karofsky to stop….." He cries. Rachel places her hands up, stepping closer to him.

"I know Jake. I know…." She pacifies. She turns and looks over her shoulder at Brittany. The blonde is crying softly, gripping Quinn to her closer.

"Go Brittany." She says. Brittany shakes her head frantically; her eyes are large and scared. Rachel looks back to Jacob who doesn't seem to be protesting and turns her head back to Brittany.

"Go. I love you. Now go." Rachel tries hard to keep the fear put of her voice. It cracks though, and she prays Brittany won't put up a fight.

"But Rach…" Brittany cries.

"Go." She demands. Brittany opens her mouth to protest again, but a whimper from Quinn stops her. She scoots to the side, and Rachel blocks her body with her own, ensuring nothing would happen to the two girls if Jacob were to fire. Brittany hesitatingly leaves, looking over her shoulder at Rachel miserably.

All conversation stopped when Brittany emerges from the school cradling a bloody Quinn Fabray. Santana gasped, Puck froze- his mind instantly going to Rachel, and there was a strangled 'Quinnie!' that everyone knew was to be Quinn's Mom Judy. Paramedics and the S.W.A.T team rushed to the two girls, half grabbing Quinn and the other half Brittany. The officers searched Brittany, taking in the fact she was bloody, and sent her to get checked out by the medics. Santana and Puck rushed to her first when she was done. The Latina hugged her tightly, and Puck was just looking at Brittany, one question in his eyes. Rachel? She shook her head at him, crying. He clenched his jaw, swallowing the guilt swimming up from his stomach.

"Where is she? Did she find you? Where's my sister Brittany?" He asked, his voice taking on a more husky tone with all the emotion he was feeling.

"Jacob caught us. But she made me leave her…..she stepped in front of me…."Brittany sobs. Santana hugs her, looking sadly over her shoulder to a shaking Puck.

"He…he has her? Rachel's with him right now?" He asks alarmed. Brittany just nods her head and cries harder.

"Jacob…." Rachel pleads softly, her hands gesturing towards the gun. He twitches a bit, his arm shaking in time with his wild heartbeats. Rachel can tell he's terrified.

"You don't have to do this Jacob. We can just go out there right now…you can make this better Jake." She declares.

"Are you kidding me!" he shouts. Rachel recoils slightly, taking a step back. He waves the gun at her.

"There's no taking this back Rachel!" He cries. She shakes her head, disagreeing.

"Yes there is!" She argues.

"You can get help, Jacob. We can walk right out of here and you can get help, you can transfer schools…this isn't the way to go Jake." She implores. He shakes his head, sniveling.

"I shot her Rachel. She's….she's gonna die and it's my fault. There's no coming back from that. There isn't" He weeps.

"Were you aiming for her Jacob?" she asks him. He cries harder, ducking his head to wipe his eye on his shoulder.

"No!" He says. Rachel eyes him curiously.

"Then how can this not get better Jacob? It was an accident." She says, breathing a sigh of relief that it wasn't deliberate.

"I can't go back… not anymore." His words are final and he eyes Rachel desperately.

"What did I ever do to make them hate me so much?" He yelps. Rachel's bottom lip quivers and her breath stutters in her chest.

"I ask myself that question everyday Jacob." She admits. He looks at her then, studying her features. She's the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Maybe if things were different, they could have loved each other.

"I'm sorry" he apologizes, raising the gun to his head and pulls the trigger. Rachel's eyes widen and she darts forward.

"No!" she cries out. But it's too late, he's already gone.

Puck is pacing back and forth when a sudden, sharp and fiercely loud gunshot pierces the air. They all freeze, and Puck looks around wildly, watching as the police did nothing. He growled and jogged towards them.

"What was that? Why aren't you going in there?" Puck shouts at them. One of the officers turns and looks at him sympathetically.

"We have it under control son. Now if you just go over there with your friends…" Puck doesn't stick around to hear what else he has to say. He's running at full speed towards the school. He passes Brittany who seems to have the same idea, but is being held back by one of the medics. He's tackled and dragged back by an S.W.A.T. member towards the parking lot. He curses, lashing out left and right. But the officer is stronger than him and continues to drag him away from the building.

"My sister's in there goddamn it! I have to help her! That's my sister!" Before he knew what was happening, he was being thrown into an SUV, an officer standing on the other side of the door.

Rachel is embracing Jacobs limp body when the S.W.A.T team rushes in and scoops her up. They call for a medic for Rachel, not knowing if she's hurt or not, and a medic for Jacob. It's obvious the boy was dead, but they had to follow protocol. An officer carries a catatonic Rachel out of the building. But the moment Puck saw Rachel being carried out he pushes the car door open and shuffles past the officer guarding it. He runs straight for Rachel, grabbing her out of the officer's arms. He cradled her then, inspecting every inch of his sister, making sure she wasn't harmed. He notices blood on her hands and shirt, and a smear on her cheek. He fell to his knees, glaring at everyone that came close.

"Rach." He whispers, but she continues looking off into space. He grabs her face with his hand, making her face him.

"Are you hurt?" he asks. She blinks, looking up at him with glazed over eyes.

"Hurt?" she asks innocently, as if she couldn't grasp the concept of the word.

"Yes baby, are you hurt? Were you shot?" He asks her urgently. She shakes her head slowly.

"It's not my blood…" She mumbles, looking down at her hands. He frowns slightly, looking over to Brittany who's being held back by Santana. He waves her over, knowing that Brittany would probably be the best to break Rachel out of whatever trance she was in.

"Hey, Brittany is here." He tells her. Brittany moves to his side, so she is in eyesight of the diva. Rachel looks up at her, her face automatically crumbling.

"He killed himself…" Her voice quivers. Puck and Brittany look at each other then back down to Rachel.

"Oh Rachel…."Brittany cries, feeling her heart break. She gathers her best friend in her arms, allowing Puck to embrace them both as she rocks the tiny, traumatized girl back and forth.