The rest of the evening had been spent hanging around the cabin and enjoying each others company. Beth had made Rachel her new best friend. Santana was only a little jealous, she's only known Beth since the child was born and suddenly Rachel comes along and she gets replaced in a couple of hours. It was nice to see Rachel smiling and laughing instead of crying. Puck, Quinn and Beth had left before dinner time since they didn't want to be on the road on the ATV's while it was dark. After dinner, Rachel and Santana soon went to bed. The day had been long and emotional and the next day was bound to be the same.

In the light of a new day, Rachel was starting to regret the decision to go to the police station. She had slowly been working herself up since she had gotten out of bed a few hours ago. Santana was still sleeping soundly in the loft while Rachel sat on the couch bouncing her knees in nervousness. If she went to the police station, they would definitely take her back to the city. Unless they let her stay because she was safe with Santana. Going back to the city to where the man or men were was also a risk. She was brought out of her thoughts when she heard Santana mumbling and stumbling down the stairs. Rachel had to suppress a giggle. Santana must have somehow slept doing a head stand because her hair was everywhere.

Santana stopped at the bottom of the steps and gave a slightly angered pout to Rachel. "Why are you laughing at me?" Rachel couldn't contain her giggles anymore as she got up and walked over to Santana wrapping her in a hug.

"You look cute."

Santana's pouted deepened. "I am not cute." Rachel just continued to giggle as she buried her head against Santana's chest. "Why are you up so early?"

Rachel glanced at the clock. "It's not really that early anymore, it's nearing lunch time." Santana's eyes bulged, she had no idea she had slept that late. Sure she was a heavy sleeper when she was really tired, but she didn't think she had been that tired. She had so much stuff to do each day and she had been slacking off since Rachel had been here. Rachel could see Santana working herself up.

"Hey, calm down. Dax has been fed and took out, the chickens are taken care of, coffee is made and look!..I even stoked the fire." Rachel said, proud of herself. Santana deserved to get extra sleep. She was slowly wearing herself out taking care of Rachel even though she would never admit it.

"You done all of that this morning?" Rachel nodded as she took Santana's hand and led her to the kitchen. "Yep, I've been up for a while now."

"Why have you up for so long?" Santana asked as she sipped on the cup of coffee that she was handed. Rachel slid her hands against the island as she leaned over it. "I don't think I want to go the police station anymore."

"Why not?"

"Well, when I go I am going to be there for hours, answering questions about that night and why I didn't come in sooner. Then there will be drug tests and a hospital visit and it's just all so tiring."

Santana couldn't believe what she was hearing, Rachel needed to do all of this stuff anyway and the sooner they got it done the better. They actually had a face now to be looking for! That was an amazing thing. They had so much more information now than they did when Rachel first showed up.

"So you're telling me that the whole reason you don't want to go is because of time?" Rachel nodded as she looked down at the island. Santana sighed as she tried to come up with some form of reasoning to get Rachel to reconsider.

"I know it's going to be a long process and that it's going to be super tiring, but Rachel you really need to do this."

Groaning, Rachel laid her head down on the island and proceeded to thump her head against it. Santana leaned forward off the stool she was sitting on, placing her hand underneath Rachel's head so she would stop. She didn't think Rachel would cause any damage to her or the island top, but she didn't want to take any chances. Rachel stopped and looked offendly at the hand that had stopped her thumping. Her eyes traced the arm connected to the hand until she was looking at Santana in the eyes. "They're going to send me back to the city."

So there was the real reason Rachel didn't want to go to the police. She was afraid they would make her go back. But didn't she want to go back and get back to her normal life? "That's the real reason you don't want to go the police station anymore?"

Rachel nodded as tears welled up in her eyes. Standing up Santana walked around the island and came to a stop next the woman. Practically throwing herself at Santana, Rachel began to cry. "Hey..hey..shhh. Don't cry. It will be okay. Sylvester might not make you go back to the city, especially if she thinks you are safe with me."

Wiping her eyes, Rachel looked up at Santana. "Who is Sylvester?"

"Sue Sylvester is the Chief of Police for St. Lawrence."

Rachel was confused if Santana trusted that this woman would let her stay, why hadn't she mentioned her before. "Why didn't you mention her when you were telling me about the town?"

Santana shrugged her shoulders. She really didn't know or maybe she did know. Sue Sylvester had been family to her since she was little. She swears Sue and her Abuelo had a thing going on. But Sue was a constant annoying voice in the back of her mind. She was always telling Santana that her paintings were worth more than anything one of those snotty private collectors paid. It annoyed Santana so much, those snotty private collectors paid her damn good money to paint for them. Santana hadn't spoken to Sue since she saw Santana mailing a personal piece to a collector that had honestly paid way less than what it was legitimately worth.

Sue had been livid, trying to take the piece so Santana wouldn't mail it. That had been about a month ago. She really hoped Sue wouldn't hold it against her when they got to the police station.

"I don't know, I guess I just mentioned people that was around our ages. Either way, she might let you stay especially if she thinks you will just be in even more danger if you go back to the city."

"Okay...If you think she will let me stay then I will go to the police station."

Santana smiled, she was glad Rachel had changed her mind. "Let's get ready and then we can head out."

James and Marcus wandered around town. They had already been to meet Conner and came back to St. Lawrence since this was the police station they were going to report Rachel missing at. The police station that was closer to Woodland Cabins had been closed a few months ago because of budget cuts.

They were going to go into the police station wanting to file a missing persons report and then wait for the police to search the mountain and tada! find a frozen Rachel Berry. Everything had been perfect so far today. The drive to St. Lawrence had been nice, Marcus had left from the city around eight this morning and made good time getting here. However, James had failed to mention that today was open lodge day, which meant that everyone and their whole damn family was on the mountain skiing or in town. In the long run, this would still work because they were easily hidden among the people if something went wrong. They could make a quick exit.

After both women had showered, Santana made sure that Dax had every thing he would need to chill out for a while in the house by himself. This was going to be a long day and she didn't want to have to worry. He had his fancy food and water bowls that would keep him fed and watered all day and she had set up his potty patch in the bathroom. She really didn't want to come home to a mess tonight.

While Rachel finished getting ready, Santana went outside to get the snow mobile. They would take it to the end of the road and then get into Santana's jeep and go on into town. The roads should be clear and even if they weren't completely cleared the jeep could handle it.

Santana finished checking the snow mobile and headed back into the cabin to see what was taking Rachel so long and to say bye to Dax. She was suprised when she walked into the guest bedroom to find Rachel ready to go, just sitting on the bed with Dax by her side.

"What's wrong?"

Rachel looked up startled. She didn't even know that Santana had came back in the cabin already. "I was just thinking I guess and got lost in my thoughts."

Santana nodded, she knew this was a huge deal and Rachel was nervous. "The snow mobile is ready, so we can leave when you're ready."

Rachel took a deep breath and stood up. "I'm ready."

The drive to town was quiet. Rachel had been shocked when she seen the black jeep that Santana pulled out of the garage at the end of her road. She just assumed that Santana didn't have a car. She didn't know why she assumed that Santana had sold her car when she moved to the cabin permanently, she just had.

When they arrived in town the women still hadn't said much to each other, lost in their own thoughts about what was going to happen. Santana was confused as to why there were so many people in town today. What in the hell was going on? She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was January 24...oh joy it was open lodge day. Rachel just looked around at everything she could see. This was the first time she had been into town and there were a lot more people around than she expected.

"It's open lodge day." Santana said as she noticed the look on Rachel's face. "The town is crawling alive, which is great in a way, we can get into the station and not be seen."

Rachel was intrigued. "What's open lodge day?"

Santana grumbled to herself as she turned onto the street that would lead to the station. "It's the day the ski lodges wave the day access fee to the mountain. People around here are too cheap to pay the ten bucks on normal weekends."

"Ohhh, can we go?"

Keeping her focus on the road, Santana side eyed Rachel. "You want to go today?"

"Well no not today, but in the future will you take me?" Future...so Rachel was planning on sticking around even after this whole mess was settled. That was very interesting. Santana didn't know what to make of it, so she just simply nodded her head and responded. "Yeah, I'll take you one day."

Santana flexed her fingers on the steering wheel as she pulled into the station parking lot and turned off the jeep. She could tell that Rachel was starting to get nervous again. She kept shifting around in her seat, pulling on the seat belt as if it was cutting off her air way. Santana reached over and grabbed Rachel's left hand giving it a squeeze. "You're okay. It will be okay. Let's just go in there, talk to Chief Sylvester and catch these assholes."

Rachel gulped and nodded. She could do this. She had to do this. If she didn't do this now she would lose her nerve and put it off again. If these men were willing to try and kill her, who else could they possibly try and do this to.

"When you get out, keep your head down and walk casually. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves, just in case." Rachel done as she was told, when she stepped down out of the jeep, she kept her head down waiting for Santana's hand to come into view. When it did, she reached out and grabbed it. She couldn't and wouldn't be able to do this without Santana.

Once they made it safely across the parking lot and into the building, Rachel looked up and started looking around. They were safe in here. Still holding Rachel's hand, Santana walked up to the desk clerk asking to speak with Chief Sylvester.

"She's not here right now. There was a brawl on the mountain and they called for all available back up. She should be back soon if you want to wait." Santana didn't know what to do. Apparently there wasn't a damn cop in the whole station. Why did those idiots have to start some kind of fight on today of all days. Santana turned and leaned into Rachel as she whispered to her.

"Do you want to wait?" Rachel could decide to go back to the cabin if she wanted too. But, like before she was worried she would lose her nerve if she didn't do this today. "We can wait."

Santana gave Rachel a look, silently asking her if she was sure. She was surprised that Rachel wants to wait, she thought they would be heading back to the cabin at the first opportunity. Santana looked back to the desk clerk. "We'll wait for her, but could you radio her and tell her that Santana Lopez is here to see her and that it's urgent I speak to her?"

The clerk nodded her head as she motioned for Santana and Rachel to take a seat in the chairs that lined the back wall. They had been sitting there ten minutes when the clerk told them Chief Sylvester was on her way down the mountain and she should be here soon. Santana sighed with relief, the sooner they got this done and over with the sooner they could get back home. Yeah the cabin was definitely Rachel's home now too...even if she did go back to the city eventually.

Rachel was looking at a magazine as Santana looked around the station. Sue prided herself on keeping an amazing building for her officers. Maybe this was the reason that some smaller police stations had closed recently. Sue was taking all of their funding for her building. She wasn't sure how that was possible but you never knew what Sue Sylvester was up to.

Santana was staring at a poster on the opposite wall when she noticed two men come into the station asking to speak to an officer. Santana gasped and placed her hand on Rachel's thigh, squeezing it to get her attention. Rachel looked up and gasped too. They had to get out of here and get out of here quick. James and Marcus had just walked into the police station.

Mwahahahaha...oh boy. I bet you hate me right now huh? Are Rachel and Santana going to be spotted? I don't know, I haven't written it yet...or have I? ;)