Thank you all for the continuing support on this story; I apologize for not updating sooner. There was a death in my family, so I had to take some time. Anyways, sad things aside, I hope you enjoy this chapter :D

Rachel frowned as she readjusted the Cherrio skirt. She couldn't believe she was doing this. "B, you look fine," Santana snapped, "and you shocked the shit out of Sylvester," she observed. Rachel shrugged her jacket on over the outfit, and let her hair loose. It was such a pain to keep her hair up when it was shorter than it used to be. "That and Puck wouldn't keep his eyes off of you during the whole practice," Rachel blushed, and the Latina snickered.

"Britney…" Rachel said as she turned around. She was going to ask what she thought, and saw her frowning at her lip gloss. "Is something wrong?" Santana looked towards her confused friend and rolled her eyes.

"She forgot how to put on lip gloss again," she said in a soft voice. "Brit come here," Rachel couldn't believe what she had heard. She shook her head and shrugged into her jacket.

"Hey…I'm going to head home," she called over her shoulder.

"I thought we were going to hang out-," Britney started to call back, but the Latina made her close her mouth.

"We are…I just want to go change first…and you guys shouldn't have to meet my dads…" they were already mad that her cheerleading was interfering with her dance lessons, and her vocal lessons. She let out a low sigh.

"Well…alright," Santana said in a doubtful voice. The brunette Cheerio walked out of the locker room and started to head for her car. She thought she heard someone following her. She thought it might be Puck, and she turned around with a smile on her face. Instead she was met with Karofsky.

"Um….hi?" she questioned, wondering what the hell he wanted. From what the other Cheerios told her, Karofsky was a bit of a horn dog. She reached into her purse for her keys, and fished them out.

"Sup Berry?" he questioned. She suddenly found herself nervous; she wanted Puck to be there. She had taken some self defense classes after her dad heard about the bullying going on around McKinley High School.

"Just driving home," she said to him, unconsciously reaching for her pepper spray attached to her key ring.

"Why so nervous?" he questioned a smirk in place. He began approaching her, and she felt herself stumbling backwards. As she stumbled she saw her boyfriend's truck was still there. Rachel was hoping that he would appear soon; or even one of the Cheerios.

"I…" she swallowed, and began to think up a believable lie. He reached out, and placed a hand on her shoulder. He pulled her closer, and she immediately pushed him away. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" she questioned.

"Come on Berry…" he said, "I thought all Cheerleaders were loose,"

"That is a stereotype," she pointed out, "and you know that I'm dating Puck," she snapped. His face turned into a scowl, and he attempted to slam his lips against hers. She let loose the pepper spray, and hit him directly in the eyes.

"You bitch!" he screamed, swinging blindly. She ducked under his swinging fist, and tripped him. At that moment, Puck came out looking for his girlfriend. When he saw Karofsky fall to the ground, he started running over towards her. Before he reached Rachel, Karofsky knocked her legs from under her. Rachel let out a scream as she hit the ground. Puck sprinted over to them, and yanked the guy off of her.

He punched Karofsky in the face, and then said in a deadly voice, "Never…ever touch her again," he shoved the other male roughly away. Before he could think of going after the other teen again, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around, "Are you alright?" he questioned. She nodded her head, and then buried herself into his body. He immediately wrapped his arms around her drawing her in close.

"Thank god you got here," she mumbled into his chest.

"Come on…" he mumbled, starting to pull her away from her car. He wanted to get her far away from the school.

"I got to go home…" she started, "My dads wanted me clean up the house…" Puck seemed very reluctant to let her go home. "And I just want to change into some comfy clothes,"

"I am going to follow you home," Puck said.

"Alright Noah…" she whispered nervously. "Do…do you think we should talk to the cops?" He wasn't sure; he had never been in this kind of situation.

"I don't know babe," he mumbled, "maybe we should talk to my mom…" he had never really asked his mom for help before.

"I…I don't know…" she whispered, but then realized, she really couldn't just talk to Puck about this. She found his arms wrapped around her once more. She felt her body relax into his bigger frame. She buried her face into his chest, and felt his hands running up and down her back. "I really don't want to bother your mom with this…"

He looked down at her, "Rache…my ma loves you. Once she found about us dating earlier, she nearly killed me for losing ya," he said with a playful grimace. "Besides…after what that asshole nearly pulled…" Rachel shuddered, "God…babe don't cry…"

"I'll be alright," she sniffled.

"Come on…lets get you some comfy clothes," he murmured, "I'll see what me and Abby can cook up tonight,"

"Noah…" Rachel started to object.

"Rache, its happening stop fighting me," she sighed and nodded her head.

He made sure that she was in her care safely before heading to his truck. As he was driving he couldn't help but worry about Rachel, and what almost could have happened to her. Before he knew it they arrived at the Berry's house. "Just wait out here for two minutes ok?" Rachel mumbled. Puck just nodded his head, and waited outside of his car. As Rachel walked into the house, she pulled out her cell phone. Santana had seen the tail end of the tussle with Puck, but he had hustled Rachel out of the parking lot so quickly she didn't get a chance to check up on her new friend.

B wat the fuck was that about?

Karofsky seems to think that now I'm a cheerleader, it's a new reason to get into my pants. Rachel texted back as she went up the stairs to change into a pair of comfier clothes. Before Santana could shoot her another text, Puck doesn't want to let me out of his sight; he is worried. She closed her phone, and went back outside. Her father's weren't coming home for another day or so; she deduced that leaving a note was quite pointless. As soon as she got near his car, Puck hopped off the hood of his truck. He opened up the passenger door, and she climbed inside.

"Noah…" she murmured, as he began driving towards his house. He was still fuming about what the other football player had tried doing. Rachel slowly reached her hand out and placed it on his shoulder. "Noah," she repeated, and he took at a glance at her.

"Sorry Rachel," he said, once again focusing on the road. He took one hand off the steering wheel, and grasped her hand lightly. His fingers running along the tops of her knuckles seem to soothe the both of them. "You alright?" he questioned.

"As ok as I can be," she answered truthfully. They came to a stop in front of his house, but before she could get out of the truck, he was pulled into his embrace. She could tell he was still furious about what the other football player had done. It really hadn't hit her what could have happened if Puck hadn't shown up. After a few minutes, Puck pulled away. As they entered the Puckerman household, they were greeted with the sounds of Disney music. Rachel smiled lightly, and Puck was taken aback for a moment.

"Why don't you go see what Abby is doing?" he suggested lightly, "I'll get started on dinner," he murmured, placing a kiss on her lips. He didn't want to really sing Disney songs with his kid sister, but Rachel seemed to love the Disney that was leaking from his sister's room. "Go on babe," he mumbled lightly smacking her on the butt. As soon as his hand left there was this weird look on his face.

Before she could say anything, the Disney Music was turned off. His little sister appeared and as soon as she saw Rachel she ran over to her. "Hi Rachel!" she squealed, tackling her into a hug.

"Hi Abby," she said with a small smile.

"I didn't know you were coming over today!" she said. "Noah you didn't tell me she was coming over you jerk!"

"Can it squirt," he shot back hiding his weird expression with a smirk. Abby didn't seem to notice her big brother's odd mood, but Rachel did. "Rachel is staying over for dinner tonight…what should we make?" he questioned.

"I don't know," she said, pulling away from Rachel. "Mommy said something about making something when she got home. So we can just watch TV," she grabbed Puck's hand, and then Rachel's. She dragged them to the couch and turned on the tv.

William McKinly High School

Tina Cohen-Chang bit her lip; she knew something horrible had happened. There was no way that she couldn't say anything. She soon found herself outside of Emma Pilsbury's office. She saw that the car of the School Counselor was still there. She let out a sigh, and knocked on the door. Emma Pillsbury opened it up, and was surprised to see Tina there. "Your name is….Tina right?" Tina nodded her head.

"I…I..." she hadn't stuttered in such a long time, but she was feeling so guilty for not saying anything or trying to stop the football player. Tears started coming from her eyes, and the counselor pulled her into the office. She was handed a box of tissues, and when she was finally able to talk without much interruption she began her story of what she saw happen to Rachel Berry…

I hope everyone enjoys this chapter, I hope I left it at a good enough point for you guys to want more heh. On a side note, I forget if I just made up the name Karofsky, but if he is on the show, what's his first name? Anyways, any suggestions for what you might like to see happen feel free to leave it in a comment!