A/N: It's my Birthday today. My wife and daughter are both at work and I am spending my night in sharing my story. Lots of love to all.

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Glee or any of it characters. I don't have a beta so all mistakes are mine.

Chapter 3

Santana

She woke a few hours later to the sound of whimpering. She looked down and Rachel had tears running down her perfect face in her sleep. She tightened her grip on the other girl and whispered in her ear, "Its ok hermosa, I've got you, your safe", over and over while rubbing her back until she calmed. Santana lay there for a long time just watching her even and calm breathing trying to formulate a plan of what to do next. If Rachel wouldn't go to the police or the doctor, plans needed to be put in place to keep her safe and healthy. She reached over and grabbed her phone.

Santana-Puck: Hey do you still have your fake ID?

Puck-Santana: You know it. What kind of alcohol and when and where the party?

Santana-Puck: No party no alcohol may need another favor though. Will let you know if I need it.

Puck-Santana: You Ok?

Santana-Puck: Yes. Back at ya later.

She put her phone back down and tried to figure out how to ask what she needed and get what she needed without breaking Rachel's trust. She would need some help if she wanted to make sure that she was completely safe at school. The trouble was the people she trusted were not the people Rachel would easily trust. Puck was one, maybe the easiest for Rachel to trust. They had an odd relationship but she was sure that Puck cared for the girl. Quinn would be the hard sell for Rachel. She knew Quinn didn't really have anything against Rachel. Everything had started for all of them freshman year due to the social hierarchy in the school and their insecurities and need to be on top. But Rachel thought they hated her. She had extended friendship to them repeatedly only to have it thrown back in her face time and again. She would see this as pity and Santana didn't want that. She needed the girl to know that she genuinely cared for her. Bottom line she would have to prove it to the girl and make her understand. She fell back asleep trying to formulate a plan of how to achieve what was needed.

Rachel

She started to stir. Opening her eye's she focused on the body she was practically on top of and the arms around her that she felt safe in. Santana. One of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen and one she had had a major crush on for years. Why was she here? Then everything came back to her at once. The slushy, the bathroom, Santana carrying her out and bringing her home. Staying with her, helping her, holding her and comforting her. Her main question to the whole day was why. Why was all this happening? Why did she get slushied? Why did he have to come in the bathroom? But the most perplexing thing to her was, why was Santana helping her? It made no sense to her. She had been one of her main tormenters for the last year and a half. Why would she want to help? She decided that it was time to move. She needed some space to figure all this out. She tried to move but felt a searing pain in her shoulder and cried out "Ahhhhhh, ow" and started crying again.

Santana shot up in the bed, "Shhhh, its ok, you're ok. Are you ok, what happened?" She looked the girl over and saw the blood on her shoulder. "Shit, I think you reopened that cut on your shoulder. Let me get the first aid kit." She leaped off the bed and ran to the bathroom not letting Rachel get a word in edge wise. When she came back she had the first aid kit and a bottle of pain meds, went to the dresser for a clean shirt. Rachel was curled up in a ball in the bed. "Ok hermosa, can see it so I can make it better?" Rachel only nodded. Santana gently removed her blood stained shirt and bandages. Santana cleaned and inspected the wound

So quietly she almost didn't hear it Rachel said "That's from the air dryer on the wall" and continued to stare into space.

Santana

Santana places two butterfly bandages, gauze and tape on it and helped her into a clean shirt. "I'm going to go clean this up and put it back in the bathroom. I'll be right back." She went into the bathroom put all the supplies up and looked around. Rachel's clothes from that morning were on the floor along with the towels from her shower and Santana's uniform. She quickly grabbed a bag and put all of Rachel's clothing and shoes from that morning along with the bloody shirt from just now. She tied them up and stuffed them in her school bag that was on the floor. She didn't want Rachel to have to see them again. She picked up her uniform and hung it over the shower door to dry, threw the towels in the hamper and threw the bandage trash in the waste bin. With the bathroom in order she returned to the bedroom to find Rachel sitting up with her back against the head board. She handed her the bottle of water on the nightstand and two pain pills. "Ok Estrella, how bout we find us something to eat?"

Rachel just stare at her for a moment. "Why?"

"Cause, it's important that you eat carińo." she told her gently.

"No Santana. Why are you here? Why are you being nice to me? You hate me. Why act like you care now?" Rachel's reply was void of emotion. Her face expressionless.

"Rachel, no one should ever go through what you went through today. Especially alone." She pause and watched Rachel's face for any form of reaction to her words. "And I don't hate you Rachel. I never did, and I am so sorry for any and everything I have ever done to you. It was the actions of a mixed up screw up of a girl. My fault, not yours." She has tears in her eyes and looks at the floor. "I can never express to you the deep sorrow and guilt I feel for all the things I have done to you. You are an amazing girl. At sectionals you believed in me when no one else would and like no one else has in more years than I care to mention. And for that alone I will be there for you and help you any way I can." She looked up and saw the mirror of her tears in Rachel's eyes. Rachel opened her arms and motioned the other girl to her. Santana melted into her arms as Rachel started to cry harder

"I just don't understand why this happened. How could this happen?" Sobbing she looked into Santana's eyes hoping to find answers.

"I don't know Estrella. But we will get you through this. I'm here for you." With that she just held her till her crying subsided. "Ok. Food. Do you want me to try and cook us something or we can order in?"

"I'm not really hungry San." Rachel said into her neck.

"Why don't we order something from that Tai place they have lots of vegan option and we can sit here together and try to eat a little so you don't get sick. I am starving and I don't like to eat alone." She was hoping to get her to try.

"Ok. I'll try." They sat ordered food and waited.

After they ate. Santana decided to address some of her concerns to her.

"Hey Rach? I wanted to ask you some questions about tomorrow. Is that ok?"

Rachel looked down and spoke softly "I don't know San, I really don't want to talk about it."

"Look carino, I know you don't want to talk about it, and I won't ask you for details but we have to be able to keep you safe. Ok?"

"Ok"

"Ok, first, do you want me to get you the morning after pill? It is something that they would have done at the hospital if you had gone. Since you don't want to go do you want me to get it for you?" she asked very gently.

"How? You have to be 18 to purchase that. I won't ask an adult to purchase such a thing." Rachel was starting to rock. San climbed up next to her and placed a gentle arm around her shoulders.

"No. I know someone with a fake ID that can get it for me." She told her

"Ok, but do you have to tell them who it is for? I don't want it getting around. People think I'm enough of a loser without knowing I let this happen to me."

"Rachel, no one would think that. This was horrible. It is not your fault. Do your hear me? Not. Your. Fault. We don't have to tell them if you don't want to, but I think we should."

"No San please!" she clutched at Santana pleading.

"Carińo, you don't have to, but just hear me out ok and if you still don't want to we won't." She waited and Rachel nodded into her shoulder. "Ok, if we tell them it will give me one or two other people to help keep you safe. We can trust them to keep quiet and help. This person that hurt you is still there and if he thinks he is getting away with everything what's to stop him from trying again. I can't bear the thought of him coming anywhere near you again. We can protect you if you let us. Please Rachel."

Rachel was quiet for a long moment thinking. What San said was true but who could she possibly trust with this. "Who is trust worthy enough to not only keep this a secret but also help?"

Here it goes, San thought. "Puck and Quinn"

"QUINN! Have you lost your mind? She would sooner throw herself off a bridge then to help me. Noah I can trust but he is going to try and make me tell him who and I can't do that. I just can't." She started softly crying again.

San tightens her arms around her and replies. "You leave Puck to me. He won't badger you about this I promise. Quinn. She will help you. I know she will. She feels as bad as I do about everything we put you through. Please let us do this for you. You need protection and I will not let anything happen to you. Please Rachel."

A/N: Well there's chapter 3. Will post more soon with Rachel's decision on who she will allow to help. Please review.