A/N: Hi everyone I'm back and better than ever! There is no limited amount of apologies I could give you all. I've just been so busy lately. I've had so many things going on since I last posted. I lost my outline to this story with all the scenes I had planned on writing and it really discouraged me and I just couldnt find the inspiration to finish this but here I am back with a new chapter and planning on writing more. I never found my outline but I still know where Finn is and whats going to happen in the end so everythign in between I'm just going to improvise. I dont know how many of you will read this or even remember this story but I hope you like it and look forward to an update soon. Thank you all for reading and again I'm sorry for the long wait. Enjoy.
The Hangover
Who Was That Guy
Puck hears Mercedes scream then everyone else in the back right after.
"Stop the van! Stop the van, Puck!" He hears Kurt shriek and Puck desperately looks around for somewhere to park. He winds up pulling over in the middle of an empty deserted road and as soon as the tires screech to a stop someone in the back, he suspects Sam, throws open the doors and everyone piles out screaming their goddamn heads off.
Him and Rachel hop out of their seats to see Brittany hiding behind Artie's chair and Santana standing protectively in front of them her fist raised in defense, Mike and Sam have the most dumbfounded expressions on and just about everyone else is cowering in fear.
"Alright what the fuck man? We got to get this shit together!"
Puck furrows his brows in confusion when no one responds to hostility as he wonders what the hell is going on when suddenly the back doors fly open and he hears Tina, Kurt, Rachel and Quinn scream bloody murder as a naked guy, probably no older than all of them, comes barreling out of the van. He lunges at Puck and he puts his fists up as the small Asian guy jumps on him. He screams as the guys junk gets on him and tries to fight him off but is too grossed out to go full puckzilla on the dude.
"Noah!" Rachel screams and he can see her running toward him from the corner of his eye before Mike grabs her and holds her in place.
"We're coming, Puck!" Sam says, leaving Quinn's side to run with Mike who left Rachel with the girls, to help Puck. Blaine sets off to join them but Kurt latches onto his boyfriend shaking his head vigorously and refusing to let him go. "No way, Blaine." Kurt says, his eyes wide and full of fear. Blaine grabs Kurt's hand as the Asian kid wields a crowbar and starts wailing on Puck.
Sam and Mike aren't sure how to grab him but it doesn't matter because Puck throws the guy off and rolls to his feet. The guy then turns to Sam, hitting him with the crowbar and knocking him off his feet.
"Sam!" Quinn shouts running over and bending down at his side.
Puck reaches over grabbing the kid's shoulder as he aims for Mike's legs, knowing full well what he's risking when the Asian kid whips the crowbar around and nails Puck in the face. He falls to the floor, hand to his bleeding nose as he tries to get to his feet but the pain is blinding and before he gets the chance to get back up he hears Lauren storming over and through the blood streaming over his eyes and all over his face he sees the distant blur of the Asian kid running off and leaving them all behind, bruised and bleeding.
"What the fuck was that?" Santana demanded, releasing Brittany's hand and looking over Puck.
"I have internal bleeding." Sam moans as Quinn's hands flutter helplessly over him. "Someone call 911." he says dramatically, flipping himself over and falling on his back.
"That was some fucked up shit." Puck grunts, pulling himself up and leaning against the back of the van, the faces of his friends looking down at him, Sam and Mike.
"Who was that guy?" Tina demands as Puck brushes himself off and tries not to think about the places that guys dick touched him as Rachel kneels beside him and holds him close.
"He was so mean." Brittany says pouting sadly as Artie and Santana stroke her hands, both of them looking a bit shaken.
"IS it me or is this day getting weirder and weirder every second?" Mercedes prompts, taking a seat on the ground beside Quinn and Sam. Kurt stays attached to Blaine as they lean against the van and Mike and Tina cuddle with one another. Puck can tell everyone nerves are fucked beyond repair and they still have no idea where Finn is. He sighs and closes his eyes leaning his head against the van with Rachel tucked into his side."Are you okay?" Rachel whispers quietly, so the others wont hear and he nods at her. But his façade doesn't fool her and she purses her lips before kissing his forehead softly. "It's all going to be okay, Noah. We'll find Finn. I know we will. We just have to… keep looking." Rachel encourages and Puck sighs again, nodding slightly. He wants to believe her and he owes it to them all to find Finn. He owes it to his best friend. He has to do this.
"Wait a minute. I remember something." Brittany tells them all from her spot on Arties lap. Santana looks up at her with surprise from her seat on the ground next to Artie's chair.
"What did you just say Brittany?" Tina asks in surprise.
"I remember something from last night." Brittany chirps and they all turn to her attentively.
"You remember something?" Artie says excitedly as Lauren, Sam, Quinn, Tina, Mike, Santana, Mercedes, Kurt, Blaine, Puck and Rachel crowd around her curious and desperate for something to lead them somewhere other than the deserted road they seemed to be stuck on.
"What is it, Britt?" Santana asks and Brittany purses her lips as she puts her brain in overdrive to recall what she already remembered.
"It was about the Jagermeister I brought up to the roof." Brittany says innocently and Puck meets eyes with Rachel, not sure how that would connect with anything.
"What about it Brittany?" Rachel prods gently and Brittany looks to her.
"It was a gift." Brittany says absently as she thinks back.
"A gift?" Mercedes wonders,. "For who?"
"For Rachel." she tells them simply and Rachel furrows her brows.
"Who was it from?" Sam questions and Brittany shrugs.
"Damn." Mercedes complains, shaking her head and Puck realizes this is another dead end. He's just about to curse when Brittany's eyes widen.
"But wait, there was a note on it." she reaches into her pocket and hands it to Puck. Everyone leans over his shoulder to read it.
To my jewish princess, I'll see you at the end of the night my sweet.
Puck looks to Rachel who's jaw hangs open slightly.
"Rachel do you know who this is from?"
"Was someone stalking you?" Quinn asks with surprise and Rachel swallows. Her lack of an answer makes Puck's blood boil.
"Who?" Puck demands and Rachel shakes her head.
"Noah…" Rachel starts to say.
"Who wrote this Rachel?" he asks intensely.
"Jacob Ben Israel. I'd recognize his scrawl anywhere. I've gotten enough notes like this to wallpaper my bathroom, twice." Rachel admits, her voice small and Puck can hear the anxiety in her voice.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Tina wonders and Rachel shrugs.
"I know we've all been considerably closer since nationals but you all didn't seem to care before when Jacob was posting things about me on his blog I assumed it wouldn't be any different.,"
"Of course its different, Rachel." Kurt tells her, putting a hand over hers. "We're a family and someone messes with one of us, they mess with all of us." he assures her and Rachel tears up as the others nod in agreement.
"Yeah Rach. We got yo back." Sam says with his darkish charm. Quinn jut shakes her head and nods with him in agreement.
"Okay so then that must be it then." Blaine says suddenly.
"What do you mean?" Mike questions curiously and Blaine shakes his head in realization.
"The roofies in our system. Jacob must have spiked the Jager." Artie explains alos catching onto Blaine's train of thought and Pucks jaw clenches.
"Holy shit." Santana exclaims. "He was trying to roofie Berry."
"I'll fucking kill him. After we find Finn and we win nationals. I'll fucking kill him." Puck growls, clenching his fist. He was not about to let that little runt try and drug Rachel like that. No fucking way. This is the final straw. Game over.
"Noah. Please." Rachel begs before turning to the others. "Our main concern right now has to be finding Finn and winning nationals. Everything other than that doesn't matter right now."
"You're right." Blaine agrees and Puck stares daggers at him.
"She's right dude." Mike says to Puck taking Blaine and Rachel's side. "We can deal with Jacob later."
"Jacob drugged us!" Kurt suddenly screeches and Blaine rubs his arm soothingly.
"Okay lets just take a deep breath here guys." Blaine suggests, looking to his boyfriend and Kurt nods.
"You're right. This is a good thing. At least some stranger didn't drug us for god knows what reason." Kurt says, taking a deep breath and calmign himself.
"This is true." Artie adds.
"Yay we were drugged but not some psycho. Oh wait.." Lauren presses her lips together in a thin line and rolls her eyes.
"Alright. Let's get our shit together guys." Puck says as he, with Rachel's help, staggers to his feet.
" Let's go back to the hotel.. I'll make a couple calls maybe Finn's back there?" Puck says with trace amounts of doubt present in his voice. Rachel looks to him helplessly and he shrugs knowing going back is there only choice.
"Come on. Let's go." he says to a glaring Santana and Lauren who are both reluctant to get up.
"Don't worry dude I'll drive." Mike says, clapping Puck on the back before heading to the drivers side with Tina heading to the passengers seat as Sam, Lauren and Santana lift Artie's chair into the van and everyone piles in. Puck takes a seat in between Rachel and Sam and wonders what the fuck is going to happen next.