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Chapter 10: No Air
Mr. Schue was asking way too many questions and so far Detective Reagan was not giving him any answers, but he felt very, very, very close to someone about to shout a lot of profanities or punch a wall or leave the room but he knew he couldn't do any of those things especially with Rachel in the room, she would freak at any of the three, so he stood there waiting for the damn William Schuester to make up his equally damned mind, either he was going to sign the authorization or not as simple as that, really was all a question of a few signatures here and there and he could go, but no this man was asking a lot of unanswerable questions and most importantly he was getting on Danny Reagan's last nerve, so he said in a really treating tone "-Either you sign the form or I can hold you and the entire glee club for 72 hrs without a cause-" Danny couldn't actually keep the kids for that long but he could arrest Mr. Schuester and the kids would be without a guardian and therefore would be staying in the care of social services, so it all added up to pretty much the same, William seem to think about it for a while and then asked "-If I sign that the kids can go with me?-" Danny just nodded, Will added "-even Rachel?-" Danny looked at Rachel who was still holding his arm as if she was holding for dear life and with a twang of regret he said "-After her declaration is taken, yes you may take her-".
Rachel whimpered at Danny's last statement, she knew she could not hold him forever, no matter how nice he smelled, she lived in Ohio and he in New York, but still she felt safe here with him by his side, she had never felt like that in her entire life not with her fathers, not at school, not at glee club, not with Puck, Finn or Jesse and god knows not with Shelby, but she felt at ease with this strange detective and just the thought of letting him go was too much, so she avoided the topic she still had a few hours with him that was if Mr. Schuester decided to sing the stupid paper in front of him if he decided against it well Rachel could have more hours with Detective Reagan; For once in her glee life she wasn't worried about the upcoming competition, she was more concerned about her actual life and a little for the lives of those close to her, after all the mob man had her cellphone, what if he decided to go after her fathers or her friends, she didn't know a lot about the mob man but she knew that Detective Reagan wouldn't be so worried about him if he wasn't dangerous, suddenly Rachel wished that Mr. Schue would sing the form already so she could give her declaration and the cops could start searching for the mob man guy, she sighed with relieve when she saw Mr. Schue signing the sheet of paper.
Danny was closer to happy than he had felt in years, he had gotten permission to interrogate Rachel and this time it would all be on camera, he escorted Mr. Schuester to the door and he shouted a little louder than he intended "-Miller! Take Mr. Schuester with the teens and they're free to go, Rogers get back here and set the camera we have permission-" he turned back to face Rachel and she give him a shy smile, in that moment Danny felt guilty, he was going to force Rachel to relive what could be considered a very traumatic moment, so before Rogers got back he said in a very calming soothing voice "-If you feel like you can't tell me something or just tired tell me and we will stop the interview until you feel better, ok?-" she nodded and said "-I'm fine, the show must go on, right?-" Danny shook his head and said "-This is not a show…-" he trail off as Rogers entered his office.
Four hours later Rachel felt drained, they had been in this small office far too long and the office felt smaller by the minute, she needed air, she felt suffocated, they had asked her the same questions over and over again, asking about the most insignificant things until every detail was carefully dissected, until she couldn't remember if that was true or her mind was making it up to placate the Detectives, she abruptly stood up and said in a very demanding voice "-I need to take a break!-" She breathed a couple of times and said in a much calmer and somewhat apologetic voice "-It's starting to feel like too much-" Detective Reagan nodded and Detective Rogers turned off the camera, he stretched out a little and said to Detective Reagan "-I could use some breakfast, don't you?-" Danny nodded and asked "-Rachel what do you want for breakfast?-" she shook her head and said "-I'm not hungry, thank you-" Danny looked at her and said "-Nonsense, you haven't eaten anything since last night, what do you want?-" she said in a really small voice "-Chocolate chip pancakes and a glass of milk? If it's not too much trouble?-" Rogers answered "-Not at all, what do you want?-" he looked at Detective Reagan "-Same but with coffee, strong coffee-" Rachel giggled at Danny's request he looked like he would pass out at any moment.
They waited in silence for a couple of minutes until she spoke "-Thank you for not telling Mr. Schue about the whole thing-" Danny looked at her and asked "-Why don't' you want him to know?-" Rachel shook her head and said "-He would tell the rest of the club and I don't want them to make fun of me-" Danny frowned, she had said this before and it kept nagging him, so he asked "-Do they bully you?-" Rachel stared directly into his hazel eyes and she knew he wouldn't laugh at her, so she told him the truth "-They do, but it's so subtle no one else notices and when they do notice they pretend it's my fault-" she shrugged "-The fact that I'm used to it now doesn't mean that I like it-" Danny was really concerned for this girl now, he knew some cases where the bullying got so bad that kids killed themselves or killed the bullies "-Rachel no one should get used to been bullied -" she smiled again and said in a very confident voice "-No it's ok I'm going to be a big star so I need to get used to it, plus it only really bothers me when they slushy me, but that doesn't happen so often now-" Danny could not understand what she said "-Sorry, they what?-" She answered him "-You know what a slushy is?-" he shook his head so she added "-it's like a frappe, but fruity-" Danny tried to make sense of this and he said "-They throw shredded ice to you-" she nodded and said "-Shredded fruity ice-"
Detective Reagan thought of adding something else but Detective Rogers interrupted saying "-Breakfast is here-" he put three bags on the desk Rachel immediately grab one and opened it, inside where some scrambled eggs Rogers said "-Oh that's mine-" he grab the plate and started eating like he had not eaten in his whole life, Rachel saw him for a minute until she started feeling disgusted, so she redirected her attention to one of the other plates where she found chocolate chip pancakes and passed it on to Detective Reagan who said "-This smells good, thank you -" Rachel then took the other bag and began eating her breakfast. No one spoke for a few minutes while they all ate and drank; when they were finished their meal there was a knock on the door Detective Rogers said "-Come in!-" Danny looked at him angrily after all it was his office and he felt territorial about it.
The door opened and a tall, thin middle age man entered he said "-You asked for a sketch artist?-" Danny nodded and said "-Yes, Harris this is Rachel Berry-" Rachel got up from the leather chair and said "-Pleased to meet you-" while shaking Harris hand. Harris said "-Let's get to it!-" as he set up his laptop on Danny's desk and started to sketch the mob man tweaking the draw here and there per Rachel's instructions, she pushed her brain to the limit trying to remember every little detail from eye color, to the shape of his eyebrows or if he had freckles or not, two hours later they had the sketched face of the mob man and a very surprised Detective Reagan couldn't believe that he looked so inconspicuous and not threatening at all they immediately put a APB on the guy regarding him as dangerous and with a ATL alert.
Author's Note: Yay me! I have one review, I know you're reading and I have six follows and yes this story is long but I promise I will finish it and inspiration is getting stronger and stronger so hang in there, ok? Also no one is complaining about it so I think I'm doing something good, still I ask you if you find any typos or something you don't clearly understand please tell me I don't have a beta and English is not my mother tongue. And no I'm not going to ask for reviews to update so keep calm and eat chocolate. BTW: an APB means All-Points Bulletin and an ATL means Attempt to Locate just so you know.
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