Lost and Found

(This is AU. The Beth thing never happened. Couples are Fabrevans, Puckleberry, Bartie, Finntana, Tike, and Klaine…etc. Enjoy!

Songs I've used so far:
Slipped Away by Avril Lavigne
Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Calliet
Just a Kiss by Lady Antebellum
Marry You by Bruno Mars.
Don't Stop by I don't know :)
Smile by Uncle Kracker
Don't Let Me Get Me by Pink
Lightweight by Demi Lovato
Sorry by the Jonas Brothers
Darlin' by Avril Lavigne
I've Had the Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing
You Can't Win by Kelly Clarkson

I own nothing except for Ellie and Michael!)

Sam's POV

I walked into school the next morning at 7:45. 30 minutes before class starts. I yawn as I walk to my locker and see Puck leaning against it. He moves as he sees me and I smirk at him.

"Rachel not here yet?"

"Shut up! I haven't had enough quality time with Rach since she got grounded"

"And by quality time you mean making out time?" I raised my eye brow and he smirks.

"Maybe" I roll my eyes at him and he laughs to himself. "Hey, there are the girls"

I turn and can't help the smile that graces my face as I see Quinn. It falters slightly as I see the pain in her eyes. It fades all together when I see her and Rachel walk right by Puck and I. They didn't even say hello.

"Okay, what was that?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out" Puck sighed as he walked off. I sighed as well and shut my locker. I made my way to Quinn's locker and saw her standing there, continuing to look at Rachel, who quickly returned her looks with as much pain. What's going on?

"Hey" She looks up as I walk over to her. She tries to smile, but it doesn't last. I kiss her cheek and ask what's wrong. She stays silent for a moment and then tells me that nothing is wrong. But I know she's lying.

I just want to know what has her so hurt.

Puck's POV

"Hey, Rach" I kissed her cheek as I leaned up against the locker. I wait for that cute smile to come onto her face, but it doesn't. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" She sighed

"Are you mad at me?"

"No"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes! God, leave me alone" I stepped back. I'm not gonna lie, that stung. "Noah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that! I've just got a lot on my mind"

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you." She smiles just a little bit so I try to make small talk "Hey, did you get in trouble for sneaking out late" She stiffened and she went kind of pale. Okay, wrong topic.

"Sort of"

"Are you grounded again?" Shut up, Puck!

"It was actually way worse" I raised an eyebrow.

"Listen, Rach. I'm sorry I got you in trouble-"

"How is this your fault?"

"I've been a bad influence on you!"

She lets out a soft laugh. "No you haven't. I probably would've snuck out anyway. And I would've yelled at Frannie too. This is my fault, you just happen to be my badass boyfriend" She smiles and I kiss her lips softly

I need to know why she's so guarded. I want to help her.

Quinn's POV

When I finally part from Rachel, I go to my locker. I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack. I feel as though my chest is crushing down on my ribcage. I try to take deep breaths, but it does nothing to stop the feeling.

It helps a little to know that Sam is now beside me. I try to force myself the smile but it hurts. No, it literally does, I had been beaten last night and either Leroy or Hiram hit me in the face, right above the corner of my mouth.

Sam smiles and kisses my cheek, asking me what's wrong. I stay silent for a while, but I finally answer. "Nothing" I gasp out. I only had the breath for a couple words; I don't plan to waste them.

I can tell he knows I'm lying. I push a book into my locker and I feel my chest tighten. I try to take deep breath, but the effect goes away, but I still feel as though I'm locked in a room that has air escaping from it, never to return. "You okay?" Sam asks. I nod. I'll make it through the day, right?

My question is answered in Glee Club at the end of the day. It's Thursday so we have rehearsal. I am sitting beside Rachel and Sam and the feeling of my chest tightening comes again. I try to take deep breaths but this time it's not working. I lean my head on Sam's shoulder and I try to calm myself.

Then of course, Mr. Schue tells us to practice our dance moves.

I am moving in sync with everyone else, until we have to spin and then stop in place. I spin, but I feel as though I haven't stopped, even though my feet are telling me that we in fact have stopped turning. I see black on the outside of my eyes and I know what's coming.

After I realize what will happen to me in a matter of seconds, I black out.

Rachel's POV

It's been a long day. I've been trying to hide my bumps in bruises the best that I can. I go to the bathroom every other class to reapply the cover-up, just in case, but somehow I know that someone somehow will find out.

I pray that it's not Noah. I can't have him worrying about me. I can't be that girl that he has to watch 24/7. I refuse to let him see my weakness.

But all that changes when Quinn drops to the floor unconscious during dance rehearsal. I am the first to reach her and I notice that her cover-up is starting to wear off because of the sweat caused by the dancing.

Suddenly, everyone's surrounding us. Mr. Schue is pushing his way through the club and tells Sam to pick her up and bring her to the nurse's office. Mr. Schue rushes off to said room and warns the nurse.

Sam scoops Quinn up and I choke back tears. What if last night was too much for her? What if this is it for her? What if she does actually die…how will I survive by myself in that household?

I follow them to the nurse's office and I hope I don't faint myself. I take in deep breaths, trying to calm myself. Noah wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. This actually helps a lot and my breathing slowly goes back to normal, well not all the way, I'm still panting like I just ran a marathon, but it's better. I can actually feel my lungs trying to take in oxygen.

Before I know it, we are in the nurse's office and Noah is forcing me into a chair. I don't mind, since I don't think my legs are sturdy enough to hold me up. And I don't want to end up falling on Noah.

"Will, hand me a cold paper towel, please. We need to cool her off" The school nurse ordered and Mr. Schuester handed her a damp paper towel. My eyes widen as the wet towel starts to wipe at her face.

"Don't!" I exclaim and everyone's eyes flicker to me. Mr. Schue walks over and places a hand on my back.

"Rachel, we are just trying to help her"

"You don't understand!" I feel tears stream down my face. "You can't wipe her face off!"

"Why not?" Mr. Schue asks. Then I hear a gasp and my head snaps over to the nurse who has uncovered Quinn's dark purple bruise.

"Where did this come from?" She didn't look at me, but I know the question is directed at me.

I feel more tears leak down my face and then I wipe at my face, trying to stop them. Crap, what did I just do?

"Rach, why is your face bruised too?" I look at myself in the mirror near the sink in the office and I shake my head. I see the purple bruise start to show. Why did I have to start crying?

I feel 4 pairs of eyes on me. I really hope Quinn wakes up soon, because I don't think I can be able to answer this myself…