Joe glanced up from the papers in his hand, a nervous glint forming in his eyes. He knew what he had to do, but this was risking his job, his life. Though family was more important then anything else, and he had promised his brother if something happened to him when he went to war Joe would take care of the family.

"These results prove worthless." Joe announced crumpling up the folder, tearing it to shreds. "I thought we had something going for us and pull up crap!"

"What did you just do! That was high stake evidence!" Jess shouted coming to stand in front of the captain.

"It was high stake shit! When you truly have something against Hudson bring it downtown, otherwise stop making up problems to get attention!" Joe shouted, turning to address the other girls in the room.

"Hey! We know what we saw! Rachel told us too! You have her statement!" Santana shouted getting ready to jump up, but a hand from Judy stopped her.

"Captain Joe Hudson, you wouldn't be trying to help your nephew now would you?" Judy asked in soft, but heavy voice.

"I wouldn't put anything before the law." Joe gritted out through clenched teeth. "When you come up with some true evidence, call."

"Captain! There is a fight going on at your sister-in-law's old house! Neighbors say four boys!" An officer yelled.

"Dammit!" Joe yelled before grabbing his things to leave.

"Oh shit." Santana muttered, drawing Judy's attention. "It's Puck."

_GLEE_

Finn was being beat into unconsciousness, he tried to fight back but he was no match for a three against one fight. He knew he needed to distract the boys pounding on him if he was going to make an escape.

"You know what the best part was?" Finn asked as he tried to shove Puck off him while the mow hawked boy landed another harsh punch. "When I got her on her knees. No gag reflex." Finn grinned, wincing as a hard kick snapped into his side. "I mean really, all the way in over and over."

"Shut the fuck up you sick fucker!" Puck growled.

Suddenly the sounds of police sirens could be heard coming closer in the distance. Mike noticed first and quickly pulled Matt and Puck by their collars.

"Guys we need to go!" Mike yelled.

"No way not until this fucker is dead and gone!" Puck glared out.

"Wait, listen." Matt said, now also hearing the sirens. "It's the police!"

"Fuck." Puck groaned, he couldn't get arrested, not without losing Beth.

"Go, run. Chicken boys." Finn smirked.

"You tell anyone it was us fuck head and we will kill you." Puck growled before grabbing Matt and running off to his truck where Mike already had it turned on ready to go. They managed to peel out and turn off the road right as the police cruisers turned on from the opposite side.

"Are they following us?" Mike asked, a little worried. His mom would be pissed if she had to bail him out for fighting…though he did have a good reason.

"No, we're clear." Matt replied, keeping a watchful eye out for any police action around them.

"Where should we go?" Mike asked.

"Swing by my house, we will pick up Beth, then we'll go lay low at Quinn's house, just to make sure." Puck said. "Matt can we stow the truck in your garage and take your car? I can't fit you guys and the car seat."

"Yea, I will drop you to off and then take the truck and swing back." Matt replied.

_GLEE_

"I cannot believe he just did that." Judy said as she picked up the pieces of the torn health report. "You can't destroy evidence."

"It's because Finn is family! I totally bet you!" Santana replied, her temper starting to lose control.

"Guys it's ok, that wasn't the only copy, I have everything backed up." Jess spoke up, trying to deffuse a tough situation.

"It doesn't matter if the police won't believe us." Brittany sighed out. "They are supposed to be on our side."

"And they will be, Captain Hudson isn't the head guy in charge, we just have to go over his head." Jess soothed.

"Then we will, we will take this as far as possible." Judy affirmed. "Rachel will get the relief of knowing Finn Hudson is locked away in jail. I personally am going to make sure, and I know you girls are with me."

_GLEE_

Quinn sat with her head in her hands, grumbling to herself about how bad she messed up. Internally face palming over and over, the blonde wondered how could she have been such an idiot.

"Quinn…love?" Rachel asked again after five minutes of silence. "Like friend love, right?"

Taking a deep breath Quinn finally raised her eyes to meet Rachel's piercing gaze. She knew she could lie, but Quinn knew deep down, she could never lie to Rachel. At least not while getting away with it.

"No. Not like friend love, I am in love with you." Quinn admitted, never breaking the starring contest the two girls had entered. If she was going to admit this out loud, she was going to do it right.

"Quinn! How could you? How? Why? This is…I can't even think straight!" Rachel rambled out, trying to form a full sentence.

"Wait! Wait, please." Quinn begged. "Give me two minutes to explain, that's all I need. Ok, don't like time me, but still, please!"

Rachel cocked her head to the side as she studied the blonde before her. Quinn must know this was the most inappropriate time to be saying anything like this, to be admitting such a big emotion while Rachel herself was going through a traumatizing ordeal. But…at the same time, what if she wasn't lying? It would be impossible for Rachel to say she never looked at Quinn and didn't get butterflies in her stomach. The blonde was beautiful, and had such poise and grace whenever she did something. It was amazing how much the cheerleader had gone through, because she always held her head high. If Rachel were honest with herself, she would admit that there was something appealing about Quinn, something that had always caused her to be attracted…but love?

"Ok, I am listening." Rachel finally relented, sitting back against the headboard no longer touching Quinn.

"When we were seven and you transferred into school the very first day, when it was time to go out on the playground you immediately ran for the swings. Except when you got there, Karofsky shoved me down right in front of you. I was crying because my knee hurt, but you walked up to me and kneeled down. You sat there next to me and told me that I didn't need to cry because a kiss heals all pain, and then you kissed your finger and touched it to my knee. I was caught off guard because no one in my family was ever that caring. After that you helped me up and we went and played for the rest of the time outside. When I got home I told my parents about you, and my Dad slapped me across the face. He told me that I was not to talk to you because of your Dads. I…I thought you were beautiful then, and I was scared if my Dad found out I thought that, and was talking to you that he would hit me again. So the next day at school I had Santana think of mean nicknames. I never hated you, I always thought you were amazing…I was just to scared of the repercussions." Quinn said with her head lowered. She hadn't excepted to tell that story anytime soon, but there it was.

"He hit you because my Dads were gay and you were talking to me?" Rachel asked outraged.

"I know he is an ass, trust me, but I never thought that way about your Dads. Honest!" Quinn replied.

"I don't care about the part concerning my Dads, I care about the part where you said he hit you!" Rachel yelled.

Quinn smiled softly as she shook her head. Only Rachel Berry could go from crying and lost, to angry and protective within minutes.

"It wasn't an everyday occurrence, but yes it happened. That's not important now though, what's important is me being able to still help you get through this rough time." Quinn argued, trying to get the conversation back on track.

"You know it is hard for me to just accept that you love me. After everything." Rachel whispered.

"I know…but would you let me prove it?" Quinn pleaded, realizing that the timing was nowhere near perfect, but this was her possibly only chance.

"You know, I have always had an attraction to you, I can't say I love you because I don't know the real you, only the HBIC that you portray." Rachel replied.

"And I understand that. Let me show you the real me. Let me in, give me this chance, I won't let you down." Quinn continued to beg.

"Ok." Rachel agreed after a minute.

"Ok?" Quinn asked, unsure.

"Be there for me, help me through this, and after we will see what happens." Rachel replied, looking up to meet Quinn in the eyes. "But please, if I am going to open my heart to you, don't break it."