A/N: I've only just written the last chapter, but my mother has turned the internet off, so I am actually unable to upload them at this present time. Right now it's 20:51 on the 21/01/2012, just so you know when I'm writing these. I don't know why…I'm rambling….I'm just going to get on with this chapter. I love you guys, please review. DISCLAIMER: I don't own Glee, or any lyrics used.

Rescue Me, Love Me, Mr Hudson

Chapter Eight

Rachel walked to the parking lot, and was about to advance towards her car, when Mr Evans stopped her.

"You have Glee, Rachel, you are going in the wrong direction." He raised his eyebrows at her; she tried to explain that she was getting something, but Sam wasn't having any of it, and walked with her to Glee Club. She crossed her arms against her chest, as she sat down. The way Sam was looking at her made her uncomfortable, it was like he knew something, something that he was going to use against her, and she didn't like it. He had a twinkle in his eye that made her feel sick.

"Miss Berry, I want you to sing first." He said, as he looked at a piece of paper in his hand. Rachel sighed, she wasn't prepared for this, and she didn't even know what he wanted her to sing. She approached him, and he thrust the paper at him, there was a bitterness slapped across his face. What had Rachel done wrong to him? She looked at the lyrics, and then looked up at Sam.

"You can't expect me to sing this," Rachel tried to object, but Sam just looked at her, not giving her much of a choice. She sighed, nodding at Brad, and not really happy about singing this song, waiting for her cue to sing.

"Wait, where you say you've been?
Who you been with?
Where you say you're goin'?
Who you goin' with?

Keep me on my toes,
keep me in the know.

Wait, keep me in your skin,
keep me in your chest.
I'll wait for it to start;
I'll wait for it to end.

Keep me on my toes,
keep me in the know.

But when I looked at her,
I thought of only you.
If only there was proof I could use to show it's true.

We were young,
we were in our teens.
It wasn't real love,
spent behind bars.
Oh it's sad to think,
we just let it be.
Prisoners of love,

it's so easy for it to be,
something second guessed.
Easy to read,
don't let it become,
a meaningless routine.
It's meaningless to me.

But when I looked at her,
I thought of only you.
If only there was proof I could use to show it's true.

Just crash, fall down,
I'll wrap my arms around you now.
Just crash, it's our time now,
to make this work second time around.

We grew up;
we worked and changed our ways.
Just like wildfire,
been burning now for days.
Tearing down those walls,
nothing's in our way.
I said, nothing's in our way.

And I know,
I've said this all before,
but opposites attract.
We try and run away,
but end up running back.

And all I want to do,
all I want to do,
is lie down and...

Crash, fall down.
I'll wrap my arms around you now.
Just crash, it's our time now,
to make it work, second time around.

Ohhh crash, fall down.
Just crash, fall down.
Just crash, fall down.
Just crash, fall down."

Rachel sang the song to perfection, and Sam knew she wasn't happy with that song choice, but he had to make her learn that life didn't come easy and that she wouldn't get her own way all the time. The rest of the Glee club applauded, and Rachel faked a smile, before returning to her seat. Looking at her feet, she felt extremely uncomfortable in that room.

When Glee club finally ended, she was happy to leave, but she wasn't happy to see Santana stood outside, waiting for her, looking ashamed, upset, Rachel knew Santana wanted to tell her something, she could just tell.

"Tell me Santana," Rachel said, not smiling, but not glaring at her, she just wanted the truth, and she wanted it now. Santana looked up at Rachel, and sighed. She knew that this was going to ruin their friendship and everything they had, but Santana couldn't keep this from her anymore.

"It's my fault he's gone, I told him to leave, I didn't want your reputation to be worried…and…and…. It doesn't matter." Santana shook her head, she wasn't going to tell Rachel, not like this, she couldn't, it wouldn't be right. Rachel wanted Finn. Rachel closed her eyes, and calmed down. She didn't want to lose her best friend, but she was mad at her, Santana shouldn't have interfered.

"What doesn't matter?" Rachel quizzed, pushing her hands in her trouser pockets. Santana shook her head, she knew she shouldn't have even mentioned anything, because now she would have to tell her.

"Santana tell me, I'm mad with you as it is, don't make it worse, please." Rachel begged in a way that Rachel knew would work. Santana groaned, and gave Rachel a deep look, trying to tell her that she didn't want to tell her.

"Fine, don't tell me that, tell me why you did this to me? Why did you send him away?" Rachel stood firm, she wanted to know what she wanted to know and she would find out, even if it ruined everything, even though that wasn't what she wanted.

" He was your teacher, Rachel, what you did is illegal, we haven't graduated yet, if someone reports it, he can lose his license, sending him away was the best for both of you!" Santana hissed, keeping her voice down, trying to make sure no-one heard her. Rachel sighed in relief, she had thought Santana had done it to take Rachel's happiness away. Santana swallowed hard, getting the courage she needed, "and because I love you." She said quickly….

A/N: Sorry, I know, I'm mean. Enjoy.

I finished this at 21:47 21/01/12. Still No internet.

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