Sorry for the lack of updates for a month :( I promise after next week, I should be more able to update *fingers crossed.

"Care for two more people?" Miss Pillsbury asked poking her head in through the door. Mr. Schue was standing there behind her staring at his feet awkwardly.

"Come in," Rachel said smiling from her bed. Puck looked closely at her and squeezed her hand gently. He knew as much as she tried to hide it she was still broken inside. She looked at him briefly before greeting Miss Pillsbury and Mr. Schue warmly.

"I'm sorry Rachel, we didn't mean to intrude. Matt and Mike called us," Miss Pillsbury began. Rachel raised her hand and shook her head smiling.

"It's okay. Really, I'm glad you guys came."

"Is it okay if I talk to Rachel alone?" Mr. Schue asked. His voice was shaking as the other adults in the room started making their way out.

"Let's talk outside," Mrs. Puckerman said. The adults began to follow while Mike, Matt and Puck stood beside Rachel with their arms folded across their chest.

"Guys, it's okay." They finally agreed; each kissing her on the forehead before making their way out of the room. Mr. Schue sat at the chair that Puck vacated and looked down at his hands.

"Rachel… I don't even know where to begin…"

"You don't have to say anything Mr. Schue."

"I should've been there for you. As someone who has seen you every day, I should've known something was wrong. Instead, I just let it happen and I even contributed myself a few times."

"Mr. Schue, none of this is your fault. Frankly, you've been a father figure more to me that my own dads have been this year. I wouldn't let anyone see my like this." They sat and talked together in the silence of the room while the rest were outside.

"Noah, you need to get some rest. All three of you do," Mrs. Puckerman said.

"No," Puck said with a note of finality.

"He's right, Mrs. Puckerman. We won't be able to rest." Mrs. Puckerman nodded understandingly.

"There's something that I want to do though," Puck said.

"We'll go with you," Mike said.

"I don't think…"

"Don't be stupid Puck. We're not letting you go anywhere by yourself," Matt said. Puck finally agreed and the three of them made their way out of the hospital and into Puck's car. He drove in silence to Rachel's house.

"What are we doing here?" Matt asked.

"If she decides to come back here, I don't want to see the image that I saw," Puck replied. The two friends nodded their head in agreement and began following Puck to Rachel's front door. Puck pulled the key out from the flower pot that sat on the corner of her porch. They made their way into Rachel's bathroom. Mike had to step back outside. Matt closed his eyes and rested his head against the doorframe. Puck just looked forward concentrated in front of the mirror he was standing in front of.

"I'll go get the bleach water and mop," Matt said.

"Thanks dude." Mike followed Matt down the stairs to get some napkins while Puck pulled out the nail polish remover from under the sink. He shook his head at the words that were written throughout the mirror. None of them were true. She was beautiful just the way she was and it didn't matter that her mother didn't want her; there were so many other people who wanted her. Matt came in and started to mop the blood roughly from the tile surface. Mike handed Puck the napkins to pour the rubbing alcohol on while he picked up the razor from the floor and began washing the blood off of it. It took a while but they finally organized Rachel's restroom the way it looked before. After putting everything away, they boarded Puck's car and drove back to the hospital. By now, the Changs as well as the Rutherfords were congregated in the hospital lobby with Puck's parents and Mr. Schue.

"Hey mom, dad! What are you guys doing here?" Matt asked.

"Jodie called us and told us that Rach was awake. We came in here to see how she was doing," Mr. Rutherford said.

"Who's with Rachel, mom?" Puck asked.

"Miss Pillsbury. They've been in there talking for a while; I think it's good for her." Puck snuck a peak at Rachel's door where he saw both Emma and Rachel laughing. He nodded and looked over at Mr. Schue. The three glee members and their coach shared a look before nodding their heads. Just then, the doctor and another person dressed in a suit began making their way towards the group.

"Everyone, this is Dr. Reid. He is going to be Rachel's psychiatrist." (Yes, Dr. Reid from Criminal Minds. )

"But you're so young," Puck interjected.

"He's a genius," the doctor said laughing. Dr. Reid joined in.

"I can ensure you my age has nothing to do with my ability to help." Everyone nodded as they started making their way to Rachel's room.

"Hey Rachel, this is Dr. Reid, your psychiatrist." Rachel smiled as she extended her arm and shook his hand smiling like she had been the whole day. Puck was getting frustrated. He knew that whatever she was doing was nothing except hiding her feelings and putting off the emotions. His dad squeezed his shoulder in comfort.

"Let her come in terms with it on her own time," he whispered to Puck. Puck looked over at his dad and gave him a small smile.

"I just wanted to see how you're doing," Dr. Reid said.

"I'm fine really. It was just an accident; I really don't know why I did what I did," she said. Dr. Reid nodded taking in what she was saying.

"Well Rachel, I just want to make sure that you'll be fine by yourself so these next two weeks, we're going to spend some time getting to know each other okay?" Dr. Reid asked. She nodded. The doctor and Dr. Reid made their way out of the room with the adults following. Puck, Matt, Mike and Rachel stood in the room in comfortable silence.

"I'm really glad that you're okay Rach," Mike said.

"Yeah, I don't know what we'd do if we lost you," Matt replied. She gave them a small smile and opened her arms. They both came in and hugged her. Puck looked at the trio from the foot of her bed smiling.

"I want you three to do something for me," Rachel said.

"What is that?"

"Please make up with the other glee kids."

"What? Fuck that!" Puck said outraged.

"Rachel, he's right. They don't deserve it," Mike said.

"Can you at least make up with the cheerios and Finn please? You guys were at least friends before all of this."

"Barely," Puck muttered.

"Don't say that Noah. I know how much your friendships with them meant to you so please. I know they're hurting with you guys not in their lives. Please, just do this for me."

"Okay," the three said in surrender.

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