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"Mr. Pierce, thank you for coming so early in the morning. I'm dr. Jones."

"No problem at all. Is there something wrong with Rachel."

"Her physical situation remains unchanged. However there are some issues with her home situation. And since you're the only adult who has been here so far, I thought it might be best to contact you."

"Yes, of course. Whatever I can do to help."

"Her fathers left her custody to her biological mother, Shelby Corcoran. The police has been trying to track her down, but she vanished from the bottom of the earth. And they really don't have time to chase her down. They're only suggestion was to run an add."

"I can do that, no problem. What's going to happen with the custody, she can't live on her own when she wakes up."

"If she wakes up, she probably can give her opinion on where she wants to live, or she goes to foster care."

"I told them to take better care of it. Since the first time they left her home alone." A silent moment. "I knew her fathers pretty well, we were on the dive club together." A sigh, "if anything happens don't hesitate to call me." Footsteps retreating, a door opening. "Oh, my daughter is going to sleep her tonight."

"That is against-"

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you." The door closing.

A sigh, before a soft, annoyed whisper, "laywers."

"So your father is going to run an add." Tina asked.

"Yeah, hi Rach." A lot of people moving into the room. "Look almost the whole Glee club is here, except San and Zizes."

Greetings from different voices, before Quinn spoke up. "Somehow I feel responsible for Shelby leaving."

"What did you do?" Sam asked, absolutely clueless.

"She gave Beth to Shelby," Puck answered.

"And didn't sign the contract that I wouldn't come to get her back." Quinn added.

"So you think she run, in case you changed your mind. That's not your fault Quinn," Mercedes said comforting.

"It still feels that way. Like I pushed Rachel's mother away."

"You did, why can't you just stay away from her. She would be happier that way." Finn spoke loudly.

"If she asks me stay away from her, I will. But for now you can't make those decisions for her."

"I'm her boyfriend,"

"Ex-boyfriend." Quinn reminded him.

"Guys stop it." Artie interfered. "Rachel wouldn't want us to fight. We've to stick together, nationals are in four weeks. And when she wakes up, she is going to be pissed if we don't have a setlist yet."

"She's in the room." Brit spoke up. "I'm sure they don't mean to be rude Rach."

"Can you stop talking like she is going to talk back? It's driving me crazy," Mercedes said angrily.

"Leave Brit out of this, you're just angry with yourself." Kurt spoke up. "Why don't you be honest, we're already pissed at Satan right now, it can't get any worse."

"What did you do?" Mike spoke for the first time.

"Nice move Kurt," Tina said sarcastically.

"No, he's right. I told Rachel that Glee club would be better off without her, because she only cares about improving herself and never giving anybody else a change."

Angry voices shouting, Mercedes crying.

"GET OUT OF HERE, ALL OF YOU."

"But-"

"Now, or I call your parents." The nurses threatened.

The sound of footsteps leaving the room.

"Hi Rach, sorry they fought like that."

"It's Glee, we always fight." Santana said. A long silence followed. "Are you sleeping here tonight?"

"Yes, you should stay too."

"I don't know, what if someone from Glee finds me here. And I don't want to freak Berry out, when she wakes up."

"You don't mind if S sleeps here too, right? It will make you feel very safe. I always feel safe when S is with me."

" 'Cause I didn't bully you on a daily basis." … "Don't look at me like that." A sigh, "fine." "Berry do you mind if I sleep here tonight?"

Movement, a bag being opened. "I brought a blanket," Brittany exclaimed happily. Movement again. "Come here S, you can lie on the other side of Rachel."

A sigh, before the sound of feet coming closer. "If somebody asks, I'll blame you."

"Love you too."

An comfortable silence, before the room was filled with the slow breathing of two sleeping cheerleaders.